I really don't want to be reborn.

"But that child's heart isn't so easily moved; you need to know at least a little music. As for you—"

"Well, Uncle Spencer, to be honest, I know a little about music."

"I've changed my mind!"

At the entrance of the Touma residence, Kyosuke watched Sawamura and his daughter leave with a smile, only turning around slowly after the car engine had disappeared: "Touma-kun, you—"

Touma gave him a black back of his head and slammed the door shut.

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Thank you to the Thousand-Year Tree Spirit for the Great Knife, and thank you everyone for the blades that brought me warmth.

It's pouring rain today, I just want to sleep.

Chapter 45 Winter is a capable tax official; there's no way he can evade taxes.

Today was absolutely terrible!

Touma Kazusa sighed in the entryway, staring coldly at the door.

There are people outside.

He was a guy she used to think was great, but now she thinks he's terrible; a self-righteous, arrogant, and annoying guy.

"Excuse me..."

Using a safety pin to pry open the door to Touma's house, Kousaka Kyosuke smiled politely at the beautiful girl with long, straight black hair who was glaring at him: "Nice to meet you... Please pretend it's our first time meeting, Touma-san. My name is Kousaka."

"Narcissist, get out!"

"..."

narcissism???

Kyosuke Kousaka, who was being addressed with a certain word for the first time in his life, looked bewildered: "...Narcissist? Me?"

"Could there be someone else?"

Wearing slippers, Touma Kazusa casually picked up a white porcelain vase that looked expensive and pretended to throw it: "Narcissist! Pervert! Robber! Stand back one meter... or we'll all die together!"

“We can sit down and talk things over calmly, Touma-kun. Violence won’t solve anything.”

The girl stared at him for a long time before slowly putting the vase down.

"call."

He was relieved.

Touma then held the doll hanging on the wall in front of her chest: "...If it weren't for the fact that we know each other, I would have called the police by now. What exactly do you want?"

"I'm curious what you mean by hugging that soft, plush toy? Is it some kind of new weapon?"

Kyosuke Kosaka raised an eyebrow: "Actually, it's nothing much, it's just that Uncle Spencer asked me to do something, and it's related to you."

He paused, glanced around the room, and smiled. "He asked me to help you clean up your place when I had time. I'm a good person, so you shouldn't call me that without any basis..."

"……abnormal?"

"Ok."

Even a psychopath is better than a narcissist.

He took a step back, unusually acquiescing: "Let's get to know each other for now. There's no time to get to know each other better now, Touma-kun. I just want you to know that I... am a good person."

There are plenty of people who travel a thousand miles to give away first blood, but there are very few who travel a thousand miles to give away a "good guy" card.

She remained unmoved, still on guard.

That wary expression was just as adorable as Sinon's.

"Actually, I think Uncle Spencer is just meddling. Household problems can be solved with money."

This was actually Touma's long-held opinion, but hearing it from the person in front of her made her uncomfortable; it carried a strong sense of sarcasm and mockery.

So her tone was as stiff as piano keys: "Is there anything else?"

"Although I don't need to do housework, there are always some things that require my help."

"unnecessary!"

"You'll need it..."

Kyosuke Kosaka took out his phone and looked at it: "If possible, we have an hour and a half to chat. I need to go to Akihabara later to buy a game for... Eriri. I have to wait in line from 9 o'clock until 12 o'clock."

He was a little embarrassed to say that his younger sister was a homebody, so he used Eriri as a scapegoat, but unexpectedly, this had a certain chemical effect on Touma Kazusa.

"Eiri Riri?"

She knew that girl; she had seen her at the door earlier.

She was a lovely and straightforward girl, the daughter of the father she didn't want to acknowledge, and her half-sister—and she made no attempt to hide her feelings of disgust towards her.

This feeling of disgust...

In fact, she also loathed herself in this matter.

"You and her...have a good relationship?"

"Not bad, I guess."

It's already a good thing if Eriri doesn't try to make a move on his girlfriend.

Touma Kazusa put down the doll, a gesture of letting her guard down: "You just said you were going to Akihabara to buy her a game? You'll be waiting in line until midnight?"

"Yes, that's right—hey, where are you going?"

Touma Kazusa ran upstairs without saying a word. Kousaka Kyosuke was puzzled. He sat down in the living room, looked around a few times, and then realized that the house had been renovated at least twenty years ago.

It has been continuously renovated over the past twenty years, which has resulted in its current status as a standout among a group of ordinary villas. It is quite luxurious both inside and out.

In less than five minutes, the girl came running down the street, already dressed in her scarf, gloves, and coat, walking briskly: "Let's go!"

"Wait, wait a minute."

Kyosuke was completely taken aback: "Where are we going? Us? Why are you going out?"

"why?"

Touma Kazusa gave her a look that said, "Why would you ask such a stupid question?": "Of course you're coming to Akihabara with me! Do you have polio?"

"...Go to Akihabara?"

Didn't you just invite me?

He held his forehead, trying hard to recall what he had just said: "No, I absolutely did not say that."

"Of course you do."

The tall, beautiful girl glanced at him out of the corner of her eye: "Or should I show that shameless email of yours to other people and tell them that you only remember saying something when you feel so good about yourself?"

Kyosuke Kosaka's face froze: "I don't quite understand. You were holding a giant leopard, ready to smash me to death, which was hilarious—and now you suddenly want to come to Akihabara with me—what exactly do you want?"

Touma raised his voice: "...That one isn't called Very Leopard, that one is called Simba."

"So hurry up and become the King of the Forest. As long as you don't delay my queue time, you can even transform into Lion Man in the next second."

Touma looked at him coldly.

"..."

Kyosuke sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, pursing his lips.

She took a few deep breaths and reluctantly compromised, "Okay, if you let me come along, I'll..."

"What do you mean?"

"I cleaned up the rooms, including the music room."

Kyosuke Kosaka glanced at her, then suddenly walked toward the kitchen and bathroom. A minute later, he quickly came back out with a cheerful smile on his face: "You said it yourself. I'll leave the bathroom alone, but you have to mop the floor, wipe the table, wash the curtains in the living room, and wash those dishes that have been sitting there for about four days."

"so much?"

Touma Kazusa's face was even more ashen than if her father had died, but surprisingly, she actually agreed: "Okay."

Now it was his turn to hesitate: "What exactly is your purpose? Your attitude has changed too quickly. I have to be on my guard."

She didn't say anything, her beautiful long black hair was left unadorned and casually draped over her shoulders as she walked out the door.

Kyosuke watched her from behind and noticed that in the few times they met, she seemed unusually lonely every time he saw her.

The two people who arrived in Akihabara remained silent, not uttering a single word.

Until Touma's lips curled into a stiff smile, like a malfunctioning refrigerator: "Could it be—"

"can."

He nodded; the journey had been long enough for him to figure out what this girl was trying to do.

"If you want to know about Eriri, I can tell you."

Chapter Forty-Six: Rumors, especially, are unbearable to hear.

It's about 10 o'clock now.

With two hours to go before the release of the games "Brother Pants" and "3D Artificial Sister," Akihabara was quite deserted at this time.

Apart from the companies that publish games, all the other stores had their iron gates completely closed. On the dark winter night street, under the dim, ambiguous lights, a group of people with unusual interests lined up.

The group of people in line had different expressions, all of them a mix of nervousness and excitement—it seemed that only at this time and in this place could they speak freely about what they really liked.

This group of people are having a party.

Touma Kazusa followed him in line, quietly listening to the topics around her that she couldn't understand at all, her expression extremely indifferent.

The tall, slender girl exuded loneliness amidst the jubilation of the crowd, a loneliness that was most poignant.

After hearing about Eriri Sawamura, she was originally planning to head straight home, but Kyosuke Kousaka persuaded her to join the queue, for the reason that—

"Eri is a typical otaku girl who loves anime, games, and erotic anime and games, so if you want to know more about her, you might as well buy some of those games and play them."

of course.

Kyosuke Kousaka had no idea what kind of feelings or opinions Touma Kazusa held towards Eriri, nor did he want to find out.