The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri.

After a pause, Rio Futaba made a request:

"I'm going to forge some equipment... Could you please ask my senior to help me fulfill the curse?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "..."

I went first!

I was supposed to go first! Why did Futaba ask me to do it?!

But then again, it has been a while since I helped my junior fulfill his curse...

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms, her gaze shifting as she glanced at Kiyono Makoto, a dangerous, ambiguous smile playing on her pretty face.

"No problem, leave it to me."

Kiyono Makoto: "..."

Hey, don't hand me over so easily!

Rio Futaba said softly:

"Please give me a quiet room."

"Junior," Kasumigaoka Utaha said lazily, her gaze shifting, "Take Futaba to the guest room on the second floor."

"...Come with me."

Kiyono Makoto nodded helplessly and led Futaba upstairs.

"This is the guest room." Kiyono Makoto opened the door and gently instructed, "Don't rush, rest when you need to."

"I know."

Rio Futaba nodded gently.

"Then I'll go down..."

Kiyono Makoto turned to leave.

She had only taken half a step when someone suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes.

Rio Futaba unconsciously looked away and lowered her voice, "...Help me replenish my mana."

"Ok?"

"When I came over, I was forging equipment at home. My mental energy is quite depleted right now, and I might enter a weakened state later..."

Seeing the science-minded girl explaining quietly, Makoto Kiyono simply took two steps forward, opened his arms, and embraced Futaba directly.

"Well……"

The moderate pressure made Rio Futaba let out a soft groan.

After hesitating for two seconds, the science-oriented girl blushed, raised her hands, gently hugged Kiyono Makoto's lower back, and then closed her eyes.

Putting aside her scientific thinking, Futaba is just an ordinary girl, and of course she will be nervous and scared when facing the upcoming dungeon.

But at this moment, smelling the scent on Kiyono Makoto, Futaba's tense heart suddenly calmed down.

A moment later.

My mental energy was quietly replenished.

Rio Futaba blushed and took a half step back, whispering:

"There are no problems now... Kiyono, you can go down first."

Seino Makoto nodded:

"Message me anytime if you need anything."

"it is good."

"..."

Kiyono Makoto closed the door behind him and walked downstairs.

"Why did it take you so long to come down, junior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned back on the sofa, looking over with a suspicious gaze.

"Futaba was forging equipment at home and her mental energy was depleted. I was just helping her replenish her mana."

Kiyono answered frankly.

We've already told everyone about the mana replenishment ability, and now that we're about to enter the dungeon, there's no need to hide it.

"Heh~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's tone was melancholic:

"My junior brother has never helped me replenish mana."

Kiyono Makoto stared at the past speechlessly.

"You only need help when you're expending too much mental energy. Senior doesn't need to replenish her mana at all."

"Whether or not it's needed is up to me." Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her peach blossom eyes. "By the way, junior, how do you usually help replenish mana?"

"Physical contact".

Makoto Kiyono tried to gloss over it.

Unfortunately, the senior student wasn't so easily fooled:

"Be more specific."

Kiyono Makoto paused for two seconds, then spoke the truth:

"Embrace."

We're about to enter the dungeon, and whether we can clear it smoothly is still uncertain, so there's no need to hide anything.

Kasumigaoka Utaha clicked her tongue softly, her eyes showing disdain:

"Did the junior take advantage of the situation and try anything?"

Kiyono Makoto remained expressionless.

"If I were to take advantage of someone in distress, Futaba would have avoided me long ago, wouldn't she?"

"Like my senior, she likes to tempt people with her words, but if I took her seriously, I'd probably be blacklisted by now."

Kasumigaoka Utaha gave a faint, enigmatic laugh, her fingers lightly brushing aside a strand of hair that framing her chest.

"My junior is sometimes very self-aware, but sometimes he's arrogant."

"……What's the meaning?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips curved slightly upward, forming a pleasant smile:

"Well, let's get down to business first... How do I help my junior fulfill the curse?"

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Kasumigaoka Utaha's legs.

My senior is a true pantyhose fanatic; she loves wearing black pantyhose all year round, and today was no exception.

Her legs, encased in black pantyhose, looked exceptionally long. Sitting on the sofa, her left leg was gently crossed over her right, and the curve from her knee to her toes was exceptionally beautiful, simply the most perfect golden ratio.

"...According to current tests, back-stepping is the most efficient way to obtain pleasure."

Kiyono Makoto began in a very serious tone:

"Next is a lap pillow, a hug is slightly less effective, and a neck and shoulder massage is the least efficient... What would you like, senior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha extended a slender finger and gently tapped her knee:

"What does my junior want me to choose?"

Kiyono Makoto hesitated for two seconds, then decided to tell the truth:

"Only children make choices; of course I want them all."

We're about to enter the instance, so of course I'll say whatever comes to mind.

"Heh~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked over with disdain:

"Junior, you're really greedy."

Kiyono Makoto stated confidently: "A player who isn't greedy isn't a good player."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up, stretched lazily, and pointed lightly at the floor:

"Since you've so readily admitted it, I'll reluctantly indulge your greedy desires. Hurry up and lie down."

"..."

Seeing that his senior readily agreed, Kiyono Makoto was surprised instead:

"You really agreed?"

"Three seconds left." Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms. "If you don't get down soon, I might change my mind."

"..."

Without saying a word, Kiyono Makoto quickly took off his shirt and lay down on the floor:

"Please, senior, help me fulfill the curse."

"Heh~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha took off her slippers, lifted her right foot, encased in black pantyhose, and gently placed it on Kiyono Makoto's back. Looking down at him, she spoke with her usual sharp tongue:

"Tsk~ Your back is really stiff. Don't be so tense, relax a bit. Or are you looking forward to something more exciting?"

The toes of the black-stockinged toes gently brushed against Kiyono Makoto's back, the touch delicate and silky, like a small snake, causing Kiyono Makoto's body to tense up instantly.

"That's not enough?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's pretty face flushed slightly, and her tone unconsciously carried a hint of unusual excitement:

"Junior, you're really useless."

Kiyono Makoto couldn't help but complain:

"Just step on it, but don't dart your toes around. Nobody can stand that kind of stimulation, right?"