The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri.

Upon hearing this, the girls' expressions immediately became subtle, and they all looked at Rio Futaba.

"Huh?"

The usually calm and composed science student widened her eyes, her face flushed, and she unconsciously looked away.

When the battle plan was being formulated, each of the girls had their own responsibilities. Futaba took the initiative to step forward and chose to wear a white kimono.

But now that there's a price to pay, Futaba can't help but panic.

"……understood."

Rio Futaba pressed her glasses against the bridge of her nose, trying to maintain a poker face, but the tips of her ears still involuntarily turned red.

"I will complete the corresponding destiny ritual."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked over curiously:

"A ritual of destiny... what is that?"

"..."

Faced with Yukino's question, the girls all remained silent.

Eriri's pink cheeks puffed out slightly.

Shoko's pretty face flushed red as she looked down at her toes.

The sage's expression was calm, his fingers gently twirling a strand of hair by his ear.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes sparkled, and she gently bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth:

"You'll find out soon enough, Yukinoshita-san... Everyone, go and keep watch around here."

"..."

The girls exchanged a glance, then tacitly dispersed, leaving space for Kiyono Makoto and Futaba.

"Futaba, are you ready?"

Kiyono Makoto asked softly.

"Let's begin."

Shuangye's little face tensed up.

"I've turned it off."

Makoto Kiyono turned off the set effect.

"It really is a kiss..."

After clearly seeing the contents of the destiny ritual, Rio Futaba's face quickly turned red, and she tried her best to remain calm:

"It seems that the content of the ritual is not random, but related to the damage cached during the process."

Seino Makoto's tone was innocent:

"Lower Moon Five is too powerful. I've suffered quite a few injuries... I can't move a single finger right now, so I can only ask Futaba-sama for help."

"..."

Rio Futaba's eyelashes trembled slightly, she bit her lower lip lightly, and stepped in front of Makoto Kiyono.

Eyes facing each other.

The girl's eyes darted away shyly, her previous calm and composure gone.

"Let me make this clear first, it's just for saving people... It's a sociological observation experiment, Kiyono, don't overthink it."

"Am I the one who's overthinking things?"

Makoto Kiyono muttered under his breath.

Her face turned as red as an apple. Who on earth is thinking such nonsense?

Futaba took off her glasses, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as morning stars, her voice tense:

"You...close your eyes quickly."

"Yes Yes."

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto obediently closed his eyes.

A few seconds later.

A soft and slightly cool sensation quickly spread across her lips.

It has a different feel from glass, but it's just as irresistible.

"It feels softer and more tender..."

Kiyono silently recited the instructions, then checked the contents of the destiny ritual.

As expected, the progress bar did not change.

A simple kiss just isn't enough...

But Futaba is still a primary school student. It's one thing to bully Shoko, but to bully a primary school student like Futaba is just too much guilt-inducing! Won't that invite divine punishment?

Just as Kiyono Makoto hesitated, a pair of slender, soft arms suddenly wrapped tightly around his neck.

Thump thump.

Through their touching bodies, Kiyono Makoto could clearly hear Futaba's heartbeat, which sounded like a drumbeat.

A few seconds later.

The science-oriented girl finally mustered up her courage and shyly made her way in...

Chapter 145 Dust to dust, ashes to ashes

boo~

The moment the ritual of destiny was completed, Futaba quickly retreated and fled.

"Huh...huh..."

The girl's rapid breathing began to sound softly.

Taking a few deep breaths, Shuangye quickly raised her right hand and wiped her moist lips.

Kiyono Makoto opened his eyes, looked at the tiny Futaba in front of him, and said gently:

"I have no way to repay your life-saving grace, so I can only offer myself to you."

"...It's just a sociological experiment, not a life-saving measure."

Rio Futaba turned her face away, trying her best to keep her tone calm and rational:

"Forget about what just happened, and don't mention it again."

Kiyono Makoto looked down at the past:

What if I can't forget it?

"There's a colorless potion on the market that, when drunk, can cause temporary amnesia..."

"Hey, that stuff is contraband!"

"..."

The science-oriented girl is not frank.

Words like "trembling," "comfortable," and "oxygen deprivation" are simply impossible to utter. Instead, one subconsciously reduces romantic acts to physical phenomena in order to dismantle any sense of shame.

Unfortunately, her bright red face couldn't lie.

Kiyono Makoto raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips and lowered his voice:

"They recorded so much data... Did Futaba write down your heart rate just now?"

Futaba Rio: "..."

There's no need to deliberately record your heart rate, because it's definitely more than 200 beats per minute.

Kiyono Makoto, having regained some of his mobility, gently rested his forehead against Futaba's small forehead:

"If no data is collected, I can cooperate again."

"No way... Let's end the experiment here and seal all records."

Rio Futaba's face flushed, and she quickly changed the subject:

"It's almost dawn, and we still haven't dealt with the Spider Demon Mother... Let's hurry to the lake."

"..."

With business at hand, Kiyono Makoto could only nod regretfully.

"stare--"

The girls gathered around.

They looked at the elementary school student Futaba, whose hair was messy and whose face was flushed, and then they all looked at Kiyono Makoto with subtle glances.

"hentai!"

Eriri put her hands on her hips and muttered a curse under her breath.

Eriri was furious when she thought about what Kiyono Makoto had just done.

Knowing full well what this guy is doing, yet she can only turn her back... She's clearly an incompetent wife!

Kiyono Makoto remained calm:

"I didn't do anything."

"Heh~"

"fraud."

"Futaba's face turned bright red."

"..."

Ignoring the girls' complaints, Kiyono Makoto, his shamelessness growing with each passing day, simply waved his hand and said: