The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri.

Silent Hill is a real-world instance, not a forced instance in Paradise. In other words, only players with real-world connections can enter the current instance.

It's possible that the players were playing the game Silent Hill, or they were in the same location and were pulled in together.

The werewolf player left a hunting mark on Kato Megumi, and it just so happened to be the last day of the mark in reality, and the other party was pulled into the real-world instance... Kiyono Makoto strongly suspected that the other party was probably hiding in the mall.

The target, needless to say, is Kato Megumi.

Therefore, Kiyono Makoto only has one idea.

Anyone who dares to touch me is already courting death!

"……Understood."

Rio Futaba nodded slightly and said no more.

At this moment, Nishimiya Shoko, who had been relatively unknown, suddenly reached out her right hand and nervously grabbed Kiyono Makoto's sleeve.

"what happened?"

Kiyono Makoto immediately stopped in his tracks.

Nishimiya Shoko nervously raised the sketchbook in her arms:

"There are stiff footsteps ahead..."

"Stiff feet...it must be a monster."

Kiyono Makoto made a decisive decision.

"Solve it."

On the way to meet up with my senior, I usually avoided fighting monsters I encountered because of the time constraints, but things are different now.

Defeating monsters in Silent Hill not only earns you points, but also has a small chance of dropping special items, so you shouldn't waste them.

"Wait a moment."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, a glint of light flashing in her eyes:

"Kiyono-kun, please don't kill the monster in front of us for now. If possible, please control its body so I can study it properly."

Yinglili: "..."

Even within the realm of visual novels, this is considered an incredibly explosive statement!

That's a monster! Don't get all excited when we talk about studying it!

“I really like a line of poetry, ‘What you learn from books is never enough; you must put it into practice to truly understand.’” Rio Futaba’s pretty face showed anticipation. “What kind of noise can drive a monster crazy? How long does the active skill of the set last? How much damage can it absorb? What is the Ritual of Fate? There are so many unknowns worth studying. I can’t wait to find out.”

Kiyono Makoto: "..."

The girls: "..."

As expected, she's a science-oriented girl with an incredibly hardcore way of thinking, completely different from ordinary girls.

“Leave it to me.” Kiyono Makoto nodded. “If it’s an ordinary monster, I should be able to control it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure quietly emerged from the mist ahead.

Twisted joints, swaying posture—it's definitely a Showa-era high school girl.

Upon seeing Kiyono Makoto and his group, the Showa-era high school girls, who had been wandering aimlessly, suddenly lunged forward like sharks that had smelled blood, their limbs contorted, and they were holding a rusty dagger in their hands.

This Showa-era high school girl moves unsteadily, as if she's about to fall over at any moment, but her speed is astonishing, at least faster than Eriri's night run, and her twisted limbs are even more frightening.

"...Too slow."

Kiyono Makoto decisively stepped forward, swiftly reaching out to grab the Showa-era high school girl's wrist, disarming her instantly. His touch lacked the warmth and delicacy of a normal young girl, only coldness and dryness.

“He’s very strong,” Kiyono Makoto commented. “He’s probably as strong as a standard adult male.”

After forming a team, Kiyono Makoto receives an additional bonus to his teammates' maximum attributes, which, combined with his already enhanced four-dimensional attributes, allows him to completely overwhelm the Showa-era high school girl in front of him in terms of stats.

"Give it to me."

Kiyono Makoto decisively initiated the disarming action, snatching the dagger with a snap.

This Showa-era high school girl had completely black, lifeless eyes. Her right hand, now holding a dagger, was snatched away, and she immediately opened her mouth to bite.

Kiyono Makoto took a half step back, grabbed the Showa JK's head, and slammed it hard onto the ground.

boom!

A tooth-grinding thud rang out.

If it were an ordinary person, blood would already be splattered everywhere by now. Unfortunately, Showa JK is a humanoid monster, her body has nothing to do with Jun, and she continues to struggle on the ground.

“Eri.” Makoto Kiyono turned to look at the blonde girl with twin tails. “Draw a rope and tie this monster up.”

"OK, wait for me."

Eriri quickly agreed and swiftly walked up to Nishimiya Shoko:

"Nishimiya-kun, can I borrow your back for a moment?"

"...?"

"Drawing requires a flat surface."

Eriri and her senior are sworn enemies, so naturally she wouldn't ask her senior for help. Futaba is too rational, which is intimidating. As for why she wouldn't ask Kato Megumi for help... the reason is simple.

Kato's presence was so faint that Eriri didn't even remember him.

Before long, a golden rope appeared out of thin air.

Eriri grabbed the rope and threw it over. Upon contact with the Showa JK, the rope seemed to come alive, wrapping itself around her body and quickly creating a beautifully crafted rope art piece.

The originally eerie and frightening Showa-era high school girl, bound by ropes, surprisingly developed an artistic beauty with her curves in all the right places.

Yinglili: "..."

other people:"……"

(I was quite busy today and got home late, so it's natural that it's late when I finish writing. I won't abandon it... I will always love Eriri, and I will definitely finish it!)

Chapter 58 Research Girl Futaba-chan

"Tsk~ It seems that Sawamura-kun has a two-story-high level of knowledge about rope bondage."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms over her chest, a slight upturn at the corners of her lips forming a playful smile:

"Such perfect tortoise shell rope art, you wouldn't have been secretly practicing on yourself all this time, would you?"

"I didn't! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Eriri's pretty face flushed red and hot, and she denied it three times in a row in embarrassment.

This is a lie.

As the legendary teacher Kashiwagi Eri, Eriri naturally has studied various rope bondage techniques. In those hentai doujinshi, rope bondage is an indispensable auxiliary tool.

As for practicing on myself... I have actually done that before.

Ropes are everywhere, and as a doujinshi artist who draws these kinds of things every day, it's inevitable that she'll be curious. Plus, with the unreliable Mrs. Sayuri's encouragement, Eriri was indeed curious to experience what rope art felt like.

It felt very uncomfortable, and after that one time, Eriri lost interest completely.

Of course, I would never admit to something so shameful.

"That was an inspiration I got from a manga!" Eriri denied guiltily. "Besides, I have absolutely no interest in that kind of thing!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes sparkled: "Which manga is it?"

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Eriri blushed and clenched her fists, choosing to change the subject: "...We agreed that time was tight, so let's hurry up and do the experiment."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms and hit the nail on the head:

"When people feel guilty, they always choose to avoid answering questions or change the subject."

"Damn it! You better stop this already!"

"..."

“That’s enough for now. You can argue properly once we’re out.” Kiyono Makoto sighed helplessly. “Let’s focus on our research first, and then we need to leave Silent Hill.”

Kato Megumi stood quietly to the side, her expression calm.

Nishimiya Shoko kept her head down, continuing to remain invisible.

Everyone was already used to the rivalry between the upperclassman and Eriri, who would argue at the drop of a hat.

"Eri-kun."

Rio Futaba looked over curiously:

"Your ability to draw the ropes you would use to bind your enemies is very useful."

"Hmm~"

Hearing someone praise her, Eriri proudly raised her chin, revealing a glimpse of her long, slender, snow-white neck, and her pink lips curled up in a smug smile:

"It's the ability I redeemed from the Paradise Mall, [Ma Liang's Magic Brush], worth a full 10,000 points!"

"It's so expensive?"

Rio Futaba's eyes widened, a rare look of shock appearing on her pretty face.

Although the amusement park is a vampire-like place where you have to spend points to do anything, it's honest and fair, and you get what you pay for.

The "Magic Brush" purchased with a full 10,000 points is an absolutely amazing skill, and the current level of development is likely just the tip of the iceberg.

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms and mercilessly dismantled the plan:

"Unfortunately, someone didn't enhance any attributes in order to buy skills. Their spirit is too weak, and they can only draw a few sparrows and ropes at the moment."

"Hmph." Eriri was unusually not angry, she just snorted lightly, "After we clear the game, we'll use all the points to strengthen our mental power, and we'll be stronger than you very soon."

Rio Futaba immediately took out her notebook:

"Eri-san, how strong is the rope?"

"Is what you draw permanent, or can it only exist for a period of time?"

"If it can only exist for a period of time, how long is that period?"