I really don't want to be reborn.

First, choose a good location.

Then, turn on your smartphone.

Finally, start playing in the most comfortable position.

Three steps in a row, three essential skills – it's that simple.

Inside the literature club room at Benzen High School, Kyosuke Kosaka was taking out his newly purchased smartphone.

"Something amazing."

The minister over there, who was drinking tea, said, "Tell me what its functions are. You said it's not cheap. I'm considering whether I should buy one."

Sitting in a very lazy posture, Kousaka-kun didn't even look up: "This is a new type of mobile phone. It can access the internet and do all sorts of things. It's very convenient."

The girl smiled mischievously: "Can I generate electricity for you boys?"

"That estimate would be—"

...It will be several years before we go.

He stopped talking, looked up at her, and found the girl's smile somewhat irritating: "I've noticed that some of your true nature becomes more and more apparent and exposed in the summer."

"what?"

"Scheming."

Is there anything else?

He opened an email from his sister, his tone casual, the kind of casualness you'd find in an old married couple: "Also, you like to tease me now."

"I didn't."

In July 2005, they were still friends, eating together, participating in club activities, and going shopping together on weekends.

That's a realm that ordinary friendships can't reach.

Okay, this is the realm of good friends—friends, friends, friends!

After a few minutes, the girl sat down next to me, seeking reassurance: "Can you play games on your phone? What's this?"

"Sister Tours the City".

This is a social networking game.

Or you could call it a social game.

"A popular social game lately, several people in my class are playing it. The theme is a bit subtle. The so-called 'Sister Game City' is actually a game for younger sisters. The game's tone is designed to be a social game for younger sisters..."

Kasumigaoka's two beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, like a Persian cat spotting a mouse: "You can tell from the name, huh? Even sister-themed games have made their way onto mobile phones?"

Kyosuke Kosaka sighed, "Yeah, how come I never realized before how popular 'little sister games' are in this world? The 'Little Sister Dream Factory' series, the 'Little Sister Battle' series, and countless erotic ones too... it's really strange..."

His face turned somewhat bitter: "Let me tell you, ever since Kirino was recently banned from playing adult games, she's been completely drained by this lousy game and is totally addicted. She's already spent almost 60,000 yen on it."

"Sixty thousand yen?"

She didn't know what to say: "Spent 60,000 on mobile games? Hmm, your sister really does follow her desires. Sometimes I wonder if she should change her gender."

Kyosuke was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

How wonderful would it be to think with your lower body alone?

She stared at the man's bulging crotch, her face flushed as she sneered, "Man!"

He silently pressed down on that spot: "The fan is on, okay? You've really gone too far."

"Oh, it's up again!"

"I told you it was the wind! Kasumigaoka, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her lip: "Anyway, you've been acting a bit strange lately, so it's better if I ignore you for now. Please calm down."

Kyosuke Kosaka may not have much dating experience, but he understands that when a girl tells you she doesn't want to talk to you, it doesn't mean she really doesn't want to talk to you; it means she cares about you a lot.

The kind of person who cares a lot.

Ten minutes later, she came to him again: "Oh, I've finished writing the outline for that Fallen Beast fanfic. Do you want to take a look?"

He almost spat out his tea when he took it and looked at it.

"Explain yourself. Tell me what kind of fanfiction this is? Fallen Beast?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

What else happened?

Kousaka Kyosuke changed his expression several times, feeling that he couldn't express his current feelings, so he simply remained expressionless: "What the hell is this Fallen Beast plot? The Queen of the Night went back in time and used magic to create countless clones of herself."

Kasumigaoka declared confidently, "This is clearly a fantastic concept!"

"Hmm, and then, knowing the plot and destiny all too well, she began sending these clones one by one towards the Dark One, wanting the Dark One to kill them. If she could kill 20,000 of these clones, the Dark One could become the Great Dark One—"

She looked proud and smug: "This kind of fanfiction will definitely sell like hotcakes. The little black cat will make a fortune then, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"You're completely plagiarizing this! Do you really think Kamachi and Ma don't work at Natsu Comics?"

As for the later plot point where the protagonist, in his darkest state, can't bring himself to harm the clones, transforming from a cold-blooded demon king into a domineering CEO—Kyosuke Kousaka is utterly speechless.

“It was a mistake to let you write it. When I went back, I told Black Cat the truth: you just added your romance novel elements. Just looking at the outline gave me goosebumps.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha shrugged indifferently; she couldn't be bothered to write.

She had nothing to do with that cat.

"Kosaka..."

The drawn-out ending of the syllable is clearly a way of acting cute.

"Yes, Kousaka is here."

She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, seemingly unable to calm the girl down even with the fan's breeze: "The weekend, a new roll."

He then remembered that July 10th, which was this weekend, was the release of the sixth volume of A Certain Magical Index. Both of them were fans of the novel; after all, they were literature enthusiasts, and what attracted them was the story.

Instead of the sickle-shaped physics that science students scoff at.

(Instead of those safety shorts that otaku would dream about for a lifetime, Misaka Mikoto)

"go together."

"Yes, together."

"Kousaka, I'm so bored."

Kyosuke was quite taken aback, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke: "Just bear with it, you can watch the new anime when you get home. Have you seen 'My Wife is a High School Student'?"

Kasumigaoka suddenly sat up: "You actually like that kind of thing?"

A gentle and beautiful 17-year-old high school girl and an ordinary, slow-witted high school physics teacher who loves stargazing become husband and wife and live a troubled yet heartwarming newlywed life.

"That clueless physics teacher inside looks a lot like you."

"Absolutely not!"

Kyosuke Kosaka inexplicably snapped: "That anime is a bit green—oh, I mean I'm not really interested in the anime, it's mainly the voice actor..."

The girl asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with voice actors?"

In fact, voice acting began to develop in the 1960s, but it wasn't until the release of EVA and Miyazaki Hayao's animation a few years ago that the "idol voice actor era" was officially announced.

What Kousaka Kyosuke cares about is that the voice actress for the female lead in this anime is Ayako Kawasumi, and he knows that a monster called "Fate, Stay Tonight" will be born next year.

"I actually really like a certain voice actress, I'd say I'm a fan of hers. She's not only a voice actress and singer, but she's also written some books—you should know her, Queen Megumi Hayashibara."

Kasumigaoka Utaha is no longer jealous. She wouldn't be jealous of a woman who is almost forty years old. She still remembers that Hayashibara Megumi gave birth to a daughter last year.

"She voiced characters in the second season of Ghost in the Shell last year, I think. I've forgotten the plot."

"That's not something a fan should say."

Kyosuke Kosaka glanced at her.

Over the years, he had long since erased the people and things he didn't need to remember from his memory.

Besides, who's more important than you, my idol?

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Give me some food...

Chapter Three: Upon entering, everything was clean and refreshing.

Summer evenings are very hot.

Especially in a humid place like Chiba, it's so hot it's almost like being in water that's 40 degrees Celsius. You can't take off your clothes on the street while you're soaking in it, it's incredibly uncomfortable.

Kyosuke Kosaka frowned, also feeling uncomfortable.

He remembered someone saying that she could use demonic energy to protect her body from the heat—he really wanted to ask her to teach him this method.

He is now going to "someone's" house.

After school, he returned to his residence with Kasumigaoka Utaha's terrible outline in hand. He soon arrived at Kuroneko's house—which was also Gokou's house.

He had been to Gokou's house before, but only from the outside and never went in. He was now glad that it wasn't far away—in the dreaded summer season, Kousaka Kyosuke's patience limit would drop by almost fifty percent.

I haven't mentioned this before, but I can describe it now.

Goko-ya is a Japanese-style house with a nostalgic feel.

More accurately, it should be described as a house with a Showa-era feel.

Come to think of it, even Kirino hasn't been to Kuroneko's house yet. Although it's a bit embarrassing to think that way, Kyosuke does feel a little superior.

Since we're friends, we should definitely visit each other's homes!

Look, Kasumigaoka Utaha slept in his bedroom before, didn't she? He also occasionally slept in Kasumigaoka. Although his aunt's gaze was a bit strange, it was still within the range of tolerance.

Kirino and her cousins ​​probably interacted with each other in this way, but she didn't seem to care much about her close friends. The difference in attitude was similar to the difference in how Akizuki-sensei treated Airi and Marina...

Saori lives in Yokohama, which is a bit far, so let's not even talk about that. But this black cat is so close by, doesn't Kirino know to come and check on it?

As he stood in front of the door, ready to press the doorbell button, a head suddenly popped out from behind the already half-open door...

"..."