The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri.

"The air is so dry... it feels like it could be used to make mummies."

"..."

Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Takumi's slightly pursed lips. He quickly understood and smiled.

"The air is really dry, I'll buy a humidifier tomorrow."

Yinglili: "..."

Who told you to buy a humidifier?

That idiot Seino clearly did it on purpose.

Kiyono cordially invites you:

"I'm a little thirsty and I'm going downstairs to get some water. Do you want some?"

Eriri turned her pretty face away and gave a haughty hum:

"Don't drink."

"Then I'll go downstairs to get some water."

Kiyono Makoto waved his hand and turned to leave the room.

Yinglili: "..."

Seeing the door close, Eriri quickly puffed out her pink cheeks, grabbed a pillow from the bed, and bit it with her little silver teeth.

That idiot Seino! He's infuriating! I'm going to ignore him from now on!

Kiyono Makoto stepped downstairs and saw Shoko... or rather, Yukino Yukinoshita, sitting quietly on the sofa. The sound of washing up came from the bathroom, so Shoko was obviously taking a shower.

"I've come down to get some water," Kiyono Makoto greeted him. "Are you thirsty, Yukinoshita-kun?"

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty for now."

Yukino Yukinoshita responded softly.

"There's barley tea in the fridge, but no bottled water," Makoto Kiyono casually remarked. "If you don't want a beverage, you can go to the kitchen and boil some water yourself."

"I see."

"..."

Kiyono Makoto went into the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and stopped when he saw Yukino Yukinoshita sitting there quietly, not even playing on her phone.

"Want to watch some TV?"

"don't want……"

"It must be very boring if you don't watch TV or use your phone."

Seino Makoto found the remote control and turned on the TV.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up at her, her pink lips parted slightly, and her voice was clear and cold:

"Relying on fragmented information on mobile phones to fill the spiritual void precisely demonstrates spiritual poverty."

Kiyono Makoto casually said:

"It's rare to find people living in a concrete jungle who aren't spiritually impoverished. Many people are already exhausted just trying to survive, going to get off work and coming home every day. If they don't seek spiritual comfort after get off work, they won't even have the energy to get out of bed the next day."

"I see."

Yukino Yukinoshita did not directly refute, but simply nodded slightly, her tone flat, as if she were stating the day's weather:

"So that's why Kiyono checks her phone every thirty seconds, even if there are no new messages... This isn't comfort anymore, it's withdrawal symptoms, isn't it?"

Kiyono Makoto: "..."

Unlike her senior's sharp tongue, Yukinoshita's sharp tongue is always subtle and understated, making you question your existence.

"I'm so sorry for my spiritual poverty. I'm going upstairs to take a shower."

Kiyono Makoto, holding a water glass, waved and went upstairs.

"..."

Yukino's gaze shifted and landed on the television.

In the upscale apartment in Chiba City, although there is a television, it is never turned on.

Cell phone, reading, thinking, the view outside the window... there's always something to kill time.

But at this moment, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly realized that the sound from the television did indeed make the room much more lively.

"……I'm back."

Kiyono Makoto, carrying a water glass, pushed open the door and returned to the room. He looked up and saw Eriri sitting on the edge of the bed, her little face tense as she looked out the window, clearly sulking.

"I'll have a sip of water; the temperature is just right."

Kiyono Makoto walked to the bedside and handed the water glass to Takumi.

"Don't drink."

Eriri turned her pretty face away, refusing with a haughty air.

A gentleman does not eat food offered with contempt. It would be too undignified for me to drink it just because you offered it to me.

Kiyono Makoto whispered:

"If you don't drink it, I'll feed it to you."

"……what?"

Eriri turned her head and saw Kiyono Makoto gently sip his water.

Eyes facing each other.

Eriri instantly understood what Kiyono Makoto wanted to do, her face quickly turning red, and she hurriedly reached out her hand:

Give me the water glass, I'll drink it myself!

They actually want to feed you water by kissing you?

How could I possibly agree to that!

Glug glug~

Eriri was indeed thirsty, and after taking the water glass, she drank it all in one gulp.

As for the cup that Kiyono Makoto just drank from... if it were someone else, they would definitely throw the cup away, but it doesn't matter now.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Kiyono Makoto's subtle gaze directed her way, Eriri blushed and quickly turned her head to look out the window, still refusing to admit that she was thirsty.

"The room smelled weird like an otaku, so I drank a few more sips... to wash away the strange taste on my tongue. You idiot, Kiyono, stop staring at me!"

Kiyono Makoto placed the water glass on the table and reminded him:

"I drank a bit too much just now, I need to be careful about the time."

"...Huh?"

“If you drink too much water, you’ll definitely need to go to the bathroom at night,” Kiyono Makoto said matter-of-factly. “You’d better make sure to go to the bathroom on time. The mission requires you to stay under the bed the whole time, otherwise you won’t have a chance to go to the bathroom later.”

"W-What is it?" Eriri quickly grabbed her pillow, her wet, bright blue eyes glaring at her shyly. "Beautiful girls don't need to go to the toilet... You perverted idiot with a head full of lewd thoughts!"

No, every normal person needs to use the toilet, what are you ashamed of!

Eriri stubbornly insists, "The air is so dry, I'm just moisturizing for beauty purposes, that's all."

"Alright." Kiyono Makoto turned and walked out. "I'm going to take a shower. Be careful to stay hidden."

"..."

A moment later.

When Kiyono Makoto returned to his room in a bathrobe, he saw Eriri kneeling on the bed in a duck-sitting position, hugging a pillow and happily playing on her phone.

"I am back."

As Kiyono Makoto spoke, he untied his bathrobe.

"Eh?"

Eriri quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes, her voice trembling with embarrassment:

"What are you doing?!"

Kiyono Makoto remained calm: "Don't worry, there are clothes underneath."

"..."

Eriri quietly opened her fingers and saw that Kiyono Makoto was indeed wearing a normal pair of shorts. She breathed a sigh of relief, but then a sense of regret quietly welled up in her heart.

(Wait... what am I regretting?!)

"There's something I'd like to ask Eriri-sama for your help with." Kiyono Makoto clasped his hands together. "While I was taking a bath just now, I discovered that the curse hasn't been fulfilled yet, so I can only ask Eriri-sama for help this late at night."

"Humph……"

Eriri let out a soft hum upon hearing this:

"Shoko and Yukinoshita are right next door, can I ask them for help too?"

Kiyono Makoto pretended to turn around:

"That makes sense, I'm going out..."

"Come back here!"

Eriri quickly reached out and grabbed Kiyono Makoto's wrist, her small fangs gleaming coldly.

"Get down on your knees right now, I'm really angry, I'm going to stomp on you until you cry and beg for mercy!"

Kiyono Makoto: "..."

As expected of a doujinshi artist, the things they say always make people think in the wrong way.

Unfortunately, with your abilities, you can only manage to get others to talk nonsense at best!

"please."

Kiyono Makoto lay down on the floor.