I really don't want to be reborn.

"Please don't run! Please, absolutely do not run! Has the orange wholesaler returned yet?!"

The source of the shouts was a staff member wearing an armband, who was loudly warning people through a megaphone with an almost demonic aura.

The occupants gathered outside the door gradually calmed down, but the black cat could still sense their restless urge to rush in.

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Thanks to Ruriya for the 100 dollars to urge me to update.

Counting the updates so far today, there are 8,500 words, plus two extra chapters!

Yes, all twenty chapters in reserve are gone! I kept my word.

But I still want some razor blades, or anything else is fine too, I'm not picky.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Unaware of Suffering, Disbelieving in Gods and Buddhas

The weather in August is very hot.

If soaking in a swimming pool is like being boiled, lying on a straw mat is like being grilled on a hot plate, walking on the street is like being pan-fried, and walking on asphalt is like being reheated in a pan. So what if thousands of people are crammed together—

"This is a hodgepodge of Turpan!"

Although it was still early and the thousands of people hadn't yet rushed into the venue, the high temperature from the large crowd made Kyosuke Kosaka's eyes twitch.

"Black cat, aren't you hot?"

"Phew, there's a demonic aura! But I'm not afraid!"

He glanced at the guy and knew that the black cat wasn't unheated; it was just that her inner tension and excitement made her unable to feel it. So why wasn't he excited?

Or perhaps, there's just a lack of enthusiasm?

He closed his eyes and listened for a while to the noisy and clamorous sounds coming from outside, which seemed like ocean waves or a swarm of insects. He couldn't understand their joy, he just found it noisy and worried that so many people might rush in all at once. Was it really okay?

"This is Captain Skeleton! This is Captain Skeleton!"

A handsome middle-aged man wearing a flight jacket and with his long hair tied back was loudly issuing instructions into the microphone of his headphones.

"All aircraft report battle status OVER."

"Make sure you understand the new A28 issue, make sure you understand the new A87 issue, Skull 5 is heading towards the island, I'll be joining them soon. — Can you hear me, Fairy Squad? How's the on-site preparation going?"

Seeing that Kyosuke Kosaka was staring at the middle-aged man, the black cat tugged at his sleeve: "He's not stupid! He's not performing a one-man show; he's contacting his companions."

“Black Cat, I’m not stupid, I can see it.”

When the door opened and the otaku rushed in, Kyosuke Kosaka couldn't help but be shocked and moved by their enthusiasm. In the early days, he had been just as passionate as they were.

Kyosuke's gaze gradually drifted into the surging crowd, and he sighed deeply: "I was thinking, once people reach a certain age, they become afraid of change, right?"

The black cat looked at him strangely, thought for a moment and then nodded: "Perhaps, that's how humans are; the older they get, the more afraid they become of the negative consequences that new things may bring."

"so?"

"So the best approach is not to try to change it."

Kyosuke Kosaka tacitly agreed with this statement and could not refute it. He looked at the girl with some surprise: "What you said makes sense. In some ways, you are the same as Umaru."

"?"

"As you said, she sees things very clearly but is unwilling to change them. She is immersed in the world of Himouto!, while you are immersed in the world of chuunibyou."

Rarely, upon hearing someone mention "chuunibyou" (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), the black cat didn't get angry, but just pouted in annoyance: "That big hamster... Hey, Kousaka, you know her so well, you wouldn't happen to have some interest in hamsters, would you?"

"Pfft, Tom and Jerry, it's a pity that the hamster can't come this time because of something."

The little cat's face turned red instantly: "I knew you'd think that way whenever she's mentioned! Cats and mice are the worst! Always thinking about your sister's friends, Kyosuke Kousaka, you've got some ideas."

He pressed the cat's head down: "I think you have more ideas..."

Before the black cat could erupt in anger, Kyosuke Kosaka suddenly grabbed a doujinshi from the stall, waved it high, and shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice no less loud than his fellow doujinshi artists: "Come and see! It's a new doujinshi from the Chiba Sacred Black Cats! Beelzemon and Meruru are all lovey-dovey! Buying one is a steal! Buying two is a huge profit!"

"..."

"Three hundred yen per book, three books for one thousand yen! The more you buy, the cheaper it is! You won't lose out, you won't be cheated!"

How dare you bully a shut-in who's never studied math!

The black cat was extremely ashamed by these shameful words. She covered her face with her hands, and through her fingers, she could see the boy's faint smile. She couldn't understand why he didn't feel any shame at all.

…………

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, your man is pretty impressive. He doesn't even blush when he shouts. Although I still think he's very ordinary and unremarkable, I admire his shamelessness."

Ms. Kashiwagi Eri, Ms. Sawamura Eriri, and her friend Kasumigaoka Utaha, disguised themselves and stood not far away, watching them from a distance.

"Being thick-skinned is a kind of characteristic, and it's the kind of characteristic that otaku lack the most. By the way, Kasumigaoka, tell me what other skills your man has."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms and slowly shifted her gaze from the boy, looking coldly at Eriri: "I've noticed you've been quite free lately."

"How could that be!"

Eriri Sawamura seemed to have suffered a great injustice: "You know what? I'm forced to meet one or two men almost every week, and every time I dress myself up like a princess!"

"The diplomat's daughter's smug face, if you don't want to go, does your father have to force you?"

"That's not..."

Eriri waved her hand: "My parents are just looking out for me. They just want me to see if there's anyone I like. There's a saying that the best way to heal a broken heart is to start a new relationship..."

This self-deprecating remark made Kasumigaoka Utaha feel sorry for her again: "It doesn't have to be about romance. You can shift your attention to other things."

This time it was Eriri's turn to sneer: "For example, focusing on drawing illustrations for you, focusing on being bombarded with PDA by you two? And you actually agreed?"

"You're amazing, Eriri."

Eriri suddenly scoffed, "Don't talk to me like you're protecting me from theft. I'm not that interested in your man—he's a good guy, but his demeanor and personality..."

The pears are a little sour.

"Temperament and personality?"

"...I'm looking for a boyfriend, not a father!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was speechless. Kousaka Kyosuke's personality and temperament were indeed not like those of a young man, and his speech and words were also marked by the caution and tact of an adult.

How does he look like a boy?

man!

Eriri asked curiously, "You like this mature type?"

"I like it..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha exhaled: "In one's life, one can only meet a very small number of people. Hamsters can only mate with hamsters in the same cage; they won't run outside to live with cats. It's the same principle."

Eriri Sawamura nodded thoughtfully. "Are you the same kind...? I guess so."

"Hmph, at least I won't be like someone who's constantly wearing a green hat."

Eriri took a long time to react. Touching the military green hat she was using to disguise herself, she gritted her teeth and wanted to strangle this hateful woman.

That's it!

No matter the time, Kasumigaoka Utaha never forgets to make fun of herself.

I hate people like that.

She tried to retort, but was interrupted by the other party waving her hand.

Two beautiful girls stood in the corner, silently watching Kousaka Kyosuke shouting loudly. One had a gentle look in her eyes, while the other seemed lost in thought.

The one who seemed lost in thought was sighing, "Love is truly amazing. Look at Kasumigaoka's current dazed state; that infatuated state is just like a baby taking its first breath."

Kyosuke called out for a long time, but after the few people who came to look looked at him, they shook their heads and turned away under the disappointed gaze of the black cat.

"Don't be discouraged, Xiao Hei, there's still plenty of time today."

"I told you not to call me Xiao Hei..."

After comforting the black cat, he turned his head slightly to meet those familiar, gentle eyes, feeling as if he had drunk a glass of chilled sweet wine in this stuffy space.

Very sweet.

However, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt that the sweetness lasted only a moment, while the bitterness lasted for many years.

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円 is the currency unit of the Japanese yen. I know many people pronounce it as dan, but it is not. It is pronounced yuan, second tone.

It's almost the end of the month, and the May Day holiday is coming up. Aren't you going to give me anything before the holiday?

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Setting Sun Melts Gold, the Evening Clouds Merge

Following the chapter title: Where is he?

—Li Qingzhao

"Ugh, I'm so tired."

Before evening, he and the black cat escaped.

People say that working hard must bring satisfaction and happiness, but unfortunately neither he nor the black cat could find satisfaction and happiness.

"Ugh, this is infuriating!"

The black cat girl, like a cat whose food had been stolen, turned around and glared angrily at the still crowded entrance of the hall. It seemed that if it weren't for Kousaka Kyosuke stopping her, she might have put on a show of the Queen of the Night baring her teeth and claws right there.

"Why haven't I sold a single copy?!"

"Pfft...cough, really, please calm down."

Kyosuke Kosaka dragged her toward Kasumigaoka and the others: "Think about it, it's not shameful to not sell a single book. What's shameful is waving your arms around in front of Comic and being surrounded by a bunch of otaku. That's what's shameful."

The black cat meowed a few times and looked at him suspiciously: "I don't get the feeling that you're in any pain at all."

"I'm so hot."

"Besides the heat and fatigue?"

He stopped talking, puffed out his chest, and smiled without saying a word.