My daily life of exorcising demons and falling in love with a witch.

Yixing felt too embarrassed to respond to her serious answer.

However, Erina couldn't stay serious for more than two seconds before she started her usual self-deprecating humor.

"Hmph~ A beautiful girl like me, with such a vibrant personality, doesn't need to personally go out to buy incomplete versions of things! No matter how embarrassing the game is, Yoshiyuki can do it for me! Well, of course, the reward is that you can play with me! You should thank me, Yoshiyuki?"

Young Miss! What are you saying, Young Miss!

You've already exposed yourself, fine, but don't drag me down with you!

This topic is even more embarrassing than the last one!

What should I say in response?

Yixing's mind was filled with imagining what would happen after they played this kind of game together.

He thought this was wrong. So he quickly banished this idea from his mind.

It's a pity that Yusuke was there.

Otherwise, he would definitely take his laptop into the bathroom, open the browser, and calm down.

If it were just Erina saying that, then it wouldn't matter.

The problem is that Yusuke is still stirring up trouble on the sidelines.

Yusuke nodded in agreement and spoke seriously.

"As expected of my sister. The words she spoke certainly have the air of a young lady from a wealthy family."

Damn it!

Please don't agree with her!

What if she makes such a request when she's an adult?

I don't want to die!

The thought of how painful it would be for the shop assistant to suppress their laughter and look at him with strange eyes after he received a strange game filled Yoshiyuki with a deep-seated fear.

Fortunately, Yusuke was still persistent and wanted the two of them to agree that he had the feel of a "Tokyo handsome guy" and a "gal male protagonist".

This finally pulled Yi Xing out of his self-imagined state of social death.

"Actually, you've all been looking at me with prejudice. If you just clear your mind and immerse yourself in my smile, you'll realize you're completely wrong," Yusuke said, flashing a refreshingly cheerful smile. "How about it! Does it feel familiar? Handsome and gentle, right?"

"He's pretty handsome, but it's a shame he's a pervert who wipes his butt with shapeshifters." Erina looked disgusted. "How disgusting. Bro, please just die already, okay? But please die outside. Yoshiyuki and I are sleeping in this room tonight."

"I'm not sleeping in this room at all, okay?! Stop it, Miss!"

Yixing reluctantly corrected the young lady's statement, suddenly recalling that when Shinshou Shimamura finished off a target, he would fire several shots, fully demonstrating the composure of a mature man.

Therefore, Yi Xing decided to carry out this excellent spirit and said the following.

"While I don't find it disgusting, to be honest, Yusuke, your vibe just doesn't match. You're more like a comedic second lead than a male protagonist in a visual novel."

"Exactly!" Erina nodded in agreement, then excitedly added, "It's the kind of plot where the male lead is liked by countless girls, and in the end he has to choose one, while the second male lead, who's always been a follower, remains single until the very end! He only deserves to date his left hand!"

"Miss, could you please watch your words?!"

"Hey, little sister, that's not a good way to say it. Who would wish their own brother would never find a girlfriend?" Yusuke, still self-satisfied, said with a grin, completely unconcerned. "So, what do you guys think I should do to improve, given my circumstances?"

"You're hopeless. You'll be single forever," Erina said seriously. "Your life is destined to be like this. I suggest you marry a paper cutout girl; they don't even need to use the toilet."

"That's ruthless!" Yi Xing couldn't stand it anymore, both laughing and crying: "Young Miss has gone too far."

Just then, Yusuke's phone rang.

It was Murayama Masao who called.

So Yusuke ended the conversation and led the three of them downstairs to the location where Murayama parked his car.

"Why are there so many people gathered around here?" Erina, holding Yoshiyuki's hand, looked at the crowded street in the distance and asked curiously, "Is there some limited-edition merchandise for sale? Or discounted pastries? Like the kind that's 1200 yen a set?! It's a shame we didn't find out sooner, otherwise we would have had Yoshiyuki queue up for me!"

"Young Miss, you should eat less sweets," Yixing advised helplessly. "What if you get cavities?"

"I didn't eat that much!" Erina scoffed. "Besides, I haven't eaten in ages, okay?"

"That really has been a long time!" Yixing pointed to his watch and complained, "It's been half an hour since I've eaten!"

The car that arrived from Murayama was a black luxury sedan.

The color is understated, but the car model is not.

Because... it's a long style.

The luxurious car attracted a large crowd, with some even taking photos.

However, no one dared to approach.

Because, standing at the front of the car was a tall, thin old man dressed in a suit, with a refined and gentlemanly demeanor and a vigorous spirit.

Although his hair was already gray, his physique seemed not strong, and his expression was very gentle, he exuded a powerful aura that made outsiders afraid to approach him.

Perhaps this is also related to his height. Standing there on flat ground, he looks just like a telephone pole.

Upon seeing the three, Murayama smiled, bowed slightly, and greeted each of them.

The titles are "Young Master Yusuke", "Mistress", and "Mr. Yoshiyuki".

Murayama Masao is very familiar with Erina and the others. He usually accompanies Yusuke whenever he returns to the village, but this spring break is an exception.

He went to take care of some personal matters and didn't come back for the entire vacation. So, all things considered, it's been half a year since I've seen Yoshiyuki and the other person.

"Oh! Murayama, long time no see! You still look as healthy as ever!" Erina leaned closer to him, grinning as she stood on tiptoe and reached out her hands, trying to tug at Murayama's ears.

However, the old man was simply too tall.

Although Erina has grown a bit taller in the past six months, reaching 1.6 meters, it is still not enough for her to touch Murayama's ears.

It was only thanks to the old man's considerate gesture of slightly crouching down that she was able to successfully grab him—in fact, if he had done so even a second later, Yixing would have picked up the young lady and lifted her high in the air.

"Oh dear, the priestess is still as mischievous as ever." Murayama straightened up again with a wry smile. "You've stretched my ears so much."

"It's not that exaggerated," Erina chuckled. "Your ears have always been big, which is why I wanted to pull them."

Erina has always been mischievous.

When she was a child, she suddenly had a whimsical idea: to make Murayama stand still so she could play a game of climbing trees and picking fruit.

Specifically, it means climbing up the village mountain with a tall, thin body and then pulling on its ears.

Yixing watched anxiously from below, ready to catch her at any moment—in case the young lady accidentally fell and died headfirst.

If the dignified priestess of the underworld were to die so stupidly, it would probably make Izanami laugh herself to death.

From this perspective, it might still be a good way to solve the Pluto threat once and for all!