Miss Riddler just wants to level up in peace.

Mei's gaze sharpened.

She felt slightly uncomfortable that a secret only she knew had been made public.

The girl's pretty face puffed up slightly, and the vinegar bottle was overturned on the ground.

Ziyao noticed the girl's gaze and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Did that idiot Kiana already know all along?"

Kiana was not surprised that Ziyao had concealed her real name.

Bronya, with her keen observation skills, inquired, suspecting the two were dating, but unable to provide any evidence.

"H-How is that possible? I just found out myself."

Feeling a little guilty, the girl quickly changed the subject, "By the way, according to the time, shouldn't we call Ziyao 'junior sister'?"

"It's shameful to change the subject, and Ziyao is in the same grade as us."

"No, Bronya, you're overthinking it...!"

“…”

Time passed quietly, and the banquet came to an end amidst laughter and joy.

Kiana and the others have prepared a new game; we'll play it later.

After all, it's good to rest after dinner.

Mei said she wasn't feeling well and would rest for a while tonight.

Ziyao took a fragrant bath and changed into a white dress.

This outfit is a set of pajamas that I bought specifically from the system space. I never expected girls' clothes to be so soft.

After a light nap of half an hour, the door was opened.

"Click."

The visitor closed the door behind him and locked it.

The latch engages and locks, securing the handle completely.

"Mei...?"

Waking up from a light dream, Ziyao was a little confused.

The girl stretched out her hands, and Ziyao, without thinking too much, instinctively hugged her.

Just as I was about to ask, Mei made her intentions clear with her actions.

The two exchanged their feelings and took a long break.

"How about it?"

The girl asked earnestly.

The overflowing emotions were hard to bear, and fragments of the past kept surfacing.

Mei finally understood why she couldn't help but get close to Ziyao.

This is not just fate, but also a bond formed through their life-and-death friendship.

Collapse...death...an endless cycle...

She could hardly imagine how many times the girl had reset time by herself before this.

Without a doubt, those are all bad outcomes.

"Barely passable."

With her hands supporting her on the bed, Ziyao's pretty face flushed with an alluring blush, like a sunset half-wet in water.

My whole body went limp, only my mouth remained stubborn.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of a young girl, and the clock on the wall was stopped at the seventh hour.

"Hold on...."

Pushing Mei away, Ziyao didn't like being too passive.

"Is it not allowed...?"

Mei's voice carried a hint of melancholy. No matter how much she longed for it, she would not go any further unless Ziyao agreed.

"Of course, but—"

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Ziyao stretched out her jade-like foot and pointed to Ya Yi to serve her.

In this way, she becomes the dominant one.

Mei knelt on the ground and held up her cute and delicate little feet.

Ziyao's intention was to ask him to give her a massage, but he misunderstood.

As if swearing an oath of loyalty, Mei bent down and kissed her ankle.

"Huh? Wait a minute...?!"

Ziyao's face turned bright red instantly, as the setting sun sank completely into the water.

Book 1: Chapter 93 The King's Game (Part 4)

Mei only received a small amount of interest because she needed to prepare for the celebration later.

However, a little rain only makes one thirstier.

It's all because Ziyao kept it from them for so long.

As Mei walked along the school path, her gaze remained almost entirely fixed on Ziyao.

Back in the dorm, Kiana installed the ambient lighting, while Bronya sat on the sofa organizing game cartridges.

Mei changed into an apron and took out the groceries she had recently purchased from the refrigerator.

Wendy is here today too, so dinner will naturally be very lavish.

"Nightingale teacher, it's a pleasure to meet you. I apologize for not introducing myself properly back then."

Wendy held a bouquet of paper flowers, her face slightly flushed, her gaze shifting, not daring to meet Ziyao's eyes.

She painstakingly folded all thirty-two lilies, and remade over a hundred more to ensure they were beautiful and delicate.

However, she didn't find it boring at all; in fact, it seemed so insignificant compared to what the girl had done for her.

She thought she was destined to die and refused to trust anyone.

As a result, the teacher not only kept the agreement, but also did not hold a grudge even though she was seriously injured, and did not ask for anything in return.

Something has to be done...

If we do nothing and receive such kindness in vain, it is not only a betrayal of our own conscience, but also a disservice to everyone's good intentions.

"Take care of my daily life?"

"Hmm, I heard that the headmaster has to be your maid for a week, and I'd like to help out!"

"I appreciate your kind offer, but how about you show me around the academy in a few days?"

Simply refusing is not appropriate. Just as you should give a small gift when asking someone for a favor, after your edges have been smoothed out by society, you will naturally learn a set of principles for dealing with things.

"Hmm....Hmm...?"

Girls like Wendy are easily fooled; lacking social experience, she was easily tricked by Ziyao.

She had planned what to say after refusing, but she didn't expect the other party to choose a compromise.

"Wendy? How are you feeling? I heard you were discharged from the hospital yesterday?"

Theresa walked into the living room carrying a uniform, with Jizo's Soul in her right hand.

"Thanks to everyone, my Herrscher powers have completely disappeared, and my leg..."

As she spoke, she took two easy steps forward and then looked at Ziyao with gratitude.

"Nightingale, please come here for a moment."

Given Ziyao's familiarity with Jizo's Soul, Theresa decided to let her keep it temporarily.

Ziyao said it was fine and hung it directly on the bedroom wall.

Soon after, Himeko arrived with her treasured sake and helped decorate the dormitory.

"Bronya, what's a good way to play tonight?"

Tables and chairs, hanging table, new sofa...

After carefully completing the setup, Kiana breathed a sigh of relief; it was even more tiring than fighting a Honkai Beast.

"You idiot Kiana, aren't you playing Street Fighter anymore?"

Normally, the girl would definitely recommend this game with great enthusiasm.

"With so many people, we need to play games that everyone can accept, right? I don't know much about games..."

As a seasoned gamer, Bronya certainly knows which games are suitable for playing together.

"I feel that Kiana has matured a bit since returning from Jizo Mitama."

At first, Bronya wanted to arrange the hanging lamps herself.

Given Kiana's temperament, she'll definitely ruin several more.

Unexpectedly, she completed the task excellently, carefully wiping down the tables and chairs, and showing less of her usual carefree attitude.

"No way, I've always been very mature, okay?"

"You're really not good at being praised."

As dusk approached, everyone gathered around the dining table.

It's dinnertime.

The only ones who can drink alcohol are Ziyao, Jizi, and Theresa, whose drink is mixed with bitter melon juice.

"Teacher Nightingale, try this!"

Kiana placed the food into Ziyao's bowl; these were takoyaki that she had helped make.