The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri.

Nishimiya Shoko looked down at her toes, her breathing rapid, her hair tinged with crimson, and she could no longer speak.

Kiyono Makoto reached out his right hand and gently patted Shoko's head, then took the girl's soft hand in his.

"Let's go, everyone's getting impatient."

"..."

Nishimiya Shoko was still dazed, not yet fully recovered from the kiss, and let herself be led out of the forest.

"stare--"

The girls all turned to look at them.

Nishimiya Shoko finally came to her senses and hurriedly and shamefully withdrew her right hand, instinctively dodging backward, while her right hand instinctively grabbed Kiyono Makoto's clothes.

If there were a level of affection in the real world, after the kiss just now, you would see that Shoko's affection level suddenly increased by a lot, and the actions would naturally become more intimate.

"You idiots, Kiyono, why did it take you so long to come out?"

Eriri put her hands on her hips, narrowed her eyes, and spoke with suspicion:

What are the contents of the destiny ritual?

Kiyono Makoto hesitated for a second, then quickly and frankly answered:

"I took a magic bomb in the canyon before, and the damage was very high, so... it's a kiss."

We've already kissed, there's no need to lie.

Hiding and lying now will only hurt Shoko.

We're all just casual gamers in Paradise, living hand to mouth. Why should we care about something like a battleground?

I'm not afraid at all!

"Waaah—"

Upon hearing this answer, Eriri instinctively puffed out her pink cheeks, feeling a bittersweet urge to kick someone.

The other girls' expressions also became subtle, but no one spoke.

The ritual of destiny is of great importance, and although I care about it a lot... I really can't blame it.

"Sorry……"

Nishimiya Shoko blushed and apologized softly.

"Well, Shoko doesn't need to apologize."

Utaha Kasumigaoka's languid voice broke the delicate atmosphere:

"Except for that one useless young lady who gets jealous at the drop of a hat, we all understand."

"what?!"

Eriri glared at her displeased:

"Who are you calling a loser? I clearly put in a lot of effort!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms and looked over with a half-smile:

"So, someone only denies being a loser, but not denying being jealous?"

What are you saying?!

Eriri's pretty face flushed slightly, and she subconsciously denied it with a touch of haughtiness:

"I wouldn't be jealous of that guy!"

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

This must be the legendary textbook example of tsundere, right?

"Speaking of which, where is Hinako Fukami?"

Kiyono Makoto looked around but couldn't see any trace of the Silent Hill God of War, so he asked curiously.

"After regaining her mobility, Fukami-kun has already left the instance." Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, her tone subtly concerned, "...Continuous casting takes a lot of energy, how is Kiyono doing now?"

"Um……"

Kiyono Makoto hesitated for two seconds before deciding to tell the truth. Futaba was a typical data enthusiast and disliked being vague.

"Don't worry, my mental energy is almost fully replenished."

"Huh?"

Rio Futaba blinked her bright eyes in confusion.

"That shouldn't be the case. According to previous experimental data, the efficiency shouldn't be that high..."

Kiyono Makoto whispered the truth:

"Kissing can maximize the efficiency of mana replenishment."

If you want to replenish mana most efficiently, a kiss is definitely the way to go; a simple hug won't do.

"..."

Upon hearing this answer, Rio Futaba's face flushed slightly, and she unconsciously looked away, then fell silent.

Because she usually needs to forge equipment, Rio Futaba is a major user of mana replenishment.

So, in the future, if there's an emergency, should we also...?

"Junior, the spoils are all packed up."

Kasumigaoka Utaha strode over. The evening breeze was cool, and her black hair fluttered gently in the wind, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

"Shall we go back to the lakeside first?"

"Everyone has worked hard."

Kiyono Makoto nodded slightly, surveying the chaotic battlefield.

"Let's go, hurry back to the lakeside, lest our home be raided."

A Demon Slayer Corps member is worth 500 points, so nothing can happen to them.

A moment later.

Kiyono Makoto and the girls rushed back to the lake.

"You're finally back."

"It sounded like an earthquake just now. The noise was terrifying. What happened?"

"Where are the evil spirits?"

"..."

The Demon Slayer Corps members rushed forward, all looking tense, thinking that some terrible demon had appeared.

Kiyono Makoto started monitoring the entries, scanning through these people one by one, and quickly felt relieved:

"Thankfully, we won."

"..."

After calming the Demon Slayer Corps members down, Kasumigaoka Utaha reached out her right hand and gently tugged at Kiyono Makoto's sleeve, her beautiful ruby-like eyes sparkling as she looked over:

"Junior, your wound is both painful and itchy right now. It must be the toxin acting up. Let's use our team skill to remove the toxin quickly!"

Kiyono Makoto nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the flat-chested girl, and said softly:

"Yukinoshita-san, please come with me for a moment."

"Huh?"

Yukino Yukinoshita paused slightly, then pursed her beautiful lips and followed Makoto Kiyono to a large tree.

"The purpose of forming this team is only one: to work together to survive. We will not use our position as team leader to coerce you, nor will we ask you to hand over points. You can rest assured about that."

Kiyono Makoto stopped and looked at the girl with long, straight black hair beside him.

"So...would you like to join the team, Yukinoshita-san?"

In response to the invitation, Yukino Yukinoshita nodded slightly, her voice clear and pleasant:

"Although we haven't known each other for very long, I've already gotten to know everyone... and I'm willing to join."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Makoto Kiyono took out a piece of parchment and handed it to Yukino, explaining in advance:

"This is a team contract item, but a prerequisite must be met before signing a team contract... Yukinoshita, please take a look."

"……what?"

After carefully reading the contract terms, Yukino Yukinoshita's delicate eyebrows furrowed quickly.

"If you feel you can't accept it right now, you can talk about it later."

Makoto Kiyono's expression was innocent:

“But we’ve tried before, and there are prerequisites that must be met, otherwise we can’t sign a contract.”

"……No."

Yukino Yukinoshita closed her eyes, exhaled softly, and her clear, firm voice quickly rang out:

"I...can accept it."

Making him call someone "Dad" wasn't meant to be humiliating; it was just a prerequisite given by the props, so it didn't matter.

If the conditions are deliberately set to humiliate me, then I would rather accept death than violate my principles.

Kiyono Makoto was slightly surprised, not expecting Yukinoshita to agree so readily; it was an unexpectedly decisive decision.

“Understood. To complete the contract ritual, I need to know your full name; otherwise, I can't imprint your true name.” Kiyono Makoto asked softly, “What is Yukinoshita-san's real name?”

The girl with long, straight black hair turned her pretty face away, her voice clear and cold, and whispered her full name:

"… Yukinoshita Yukino."

"So, shall I begin?"

"Ah."