The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

Nishimiya Shoko: "Yes, yes, I'll get ready right away."

"..."

After putting down his phone, Kiyono Makoto changed his clothes and looked at the empty living room, lost in thought.

"What should we do next?"

It was still early, only 4:30, and the sun was shining brightly outside.

Golden Week in Japan isn't just for students; it's a holiday for the whole society. Except for some special positions, most office workers take time off. So tonight's fitness retreat is canceled, and Zhai Li and others will be having dinner with their families tonight.

"Since things have come to this, let's play the game."

Kiyono Makoto turned on the console, ready to play some games to pass the time.

"Old Man Ring...it's you."

Half an hour later, Kiyono Makoto silently put down the controller.

After all attributes are enhanced, reaction speed far surpasses that of ordinary people. Those powerful enemies that were once difficult to defeat can now be easily defeated without taking any damage, thus losing the fun of the challenge.

"Speaking of the official announcement of the live-action movie adaptation of 'Old Man Ring'... I have absolutely no hope for it."

Whether it's a comic book adaptation or a game adaptation, live-action movies are often garbage.

Kiyono Makoto turned off the TV and turned to look out the window.

The sun gradually began to set in the west.

A faint glow of sunset had already appeared on the horizon.

Seino Makoto paused for a moment, then picked up his phone and sent a message to Futaba Rio:

"Should we forge some equipment tonight?"

"..."

The message was quickly marked as read.

Rio Futaba: "Continue forging. Kiyono-kun, come over at 8 PM."

Kiyono Makoto got up from the sofa: "Let's go now, and don't eat instant noodles tonight."

Futaba: "...Meow?"

There are no plans for meditation tonight. Kato, Takumi, Senpai, Shoko... everyone is going to have a lively dinner with their families.

Tonight, Makoto Kiyono suddenly doesn't want to eat alone and is planning to ask Futaba to be his dinner buddy.

Half an hour later.

Kiyono Makoto appeared at Futaba's doorstep carrying two bags of groceries.

"Kiyono-kun...?"

Dressed in white lab coats, Futaba stood behind the door, tilting her head slightly with a puzzled expression.

"The groceries I just bought on the way."

Kiyono Makoto picked up the shopping bag in his hand, "If you don't cook in the kitchen for too long, the Kitchen God will be unhappy, and he might deliberately make noise to scare you at night."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses and said calmly:

"That kind of thing is just mythology. If people were harassed for not cooking, the whole world would be in chaos."

"Okay, to be honest."

Kiyono Makoto stepped into the entryway. "Eating alone is too lonely, so I came to find you as my dining companion."

Futaba Rio: "..."

Futaba naturally couldn't refuse her friend's invitation to dinner.

Are there any dietary restrictions?

Seino Makoto changed into slippers and walked towards the kitchen:

"For example, scallions, ginger, garlic, or chili peppers, etc."

"No."

Rio Futaba closed the door and followed him, her tone calm. "From a nutritional point of view, being a picky eater is not good for physical development. I've never been a picky eater since I was a child."

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto turned his head, his subtle gaze sweeping over the girl's chest.

I see.

No wonder she has superhuman development; the truth is she's never been a picky eater since childhood.

Rio Futaba paused slightly, clearly noticing Makoto Kiyono's subtle gaze, and turned her body slightly to the side.

"...Don't look around."

"As long as they're not picky eaters, that's fine. I bought scallions, ginger, and garlic; otherwise, it won't have any flavor."

Seino Makoto changed the subject, "I'm planning to make Mapo Tofu, Braised Pork Ribs, and Dry-fried Shrimp tonight... I don't think you'll dislike any of them, right?"

Upon hearing Kiyono Makoto announce the names of the dishes, Futaba Rio couldn't help but swallow hard and avert her gaze.

"...I don't dislike them, I like them all."

"That's fine."

Kiyono Makoto casually asked, "If I don't come, is Futaba planning to keep eating instant noodles?"

"Won't."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, raised her chin with a smug look, and said, "I'll go to the supermarket tonight to buy a delicious bento box."

Seino Makoto retorted:

"What happened to your promise to become the God of Cup Noodles?"

"I never said that."

Rio Futaba turned her pretty face away, "...It's been a long time since I used the kitchen, have any of the seasonings expired?"

Makoto Kiyono quickly checked the dates and times on the bottles and jars:

"Don't worry, everything's fine... Futaba, go cook the rice first, can you manage that?"

Upon hearing this, Rio Futaba rolled up her sleeves, her tone becoming more confident:

"Just cooking rice... a piece of cake."

"..."

Working together as a team makes the work easier.

In the time that followed, Kiyono Makoto ordered around his female dining companion without any restraint.

"Futaba, wash the green peppers."

"The garlic cloves need to be peeled."

"Futaba, wash the dishes too."

"..."

Rio Futaba might not be good at cooking, but she's perfectly capable of being a kitchen helper.

Faced with the task assigned by Kiyono, the science-minded girl pursed her pretty lips and carried it out meticulously.

The reason is simple.

Kiyono Makoto didn't just sit back and leave everything to her; he was busy doing his own thing.

Chapter 105: The Bug-Catching Adventure.

"One plus one is greater than two, that's definitely true."

The food preparation was completed quickly, and Kiyono Makoto nodded in satisfaction, looking at Futaba:

"Do you have aprons in the kitchen?"

"have."

Rio Futaba nodded and took a blue apron from the cupboard.

Kiyono Makoto opened his arms wide, speaking naturally:

"The shrimp only needs one more step, so I won't wash my hands. Futaba, could you tie it for me?"

Futaba Rio: "..."

Looking at Kiyono Makoto's greasy hands, Futaba Rio pursed her beautiful lips, completely unable to refuse.

"...Leave it to me."

Futaba lowered her eyes, walked around behind Kiyono Makoto, and tiptoed slightly to help tie the apron, her ear tips turning slightly red.

"Kiyono-kun, it's all tied."

"Thank you, you can go and rest now, leave the rest to me..."

Halfway through his sentence, Kiyono Makoto's expression suddenly froze, and then his eyes twitched slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Rio Futaba tilted her head in confusion.

"I feel something crawling in through my collar..."

Kiyono Makoto took a deep breath, his body tensing abruptly. "Are there bugs inside the apron?"

"Huh?"

Rio Futaba's eyes widened upon hearing this, and she quickly scanned her apron, soon spotting a small spider near the neckline.

"It looks like a spider."

Rio Futaba quickly reached out and flicked the small spider off the collar of her apron.

"The insect that crawled in was very fast; it probably wasn't a spider."

Kiyono Makoto took a deep breath, his voice urgent, "Futaba, hurry up and help me catch the bugs, my hands are too dirty."

Rio Futaba hesitated for half a second, then quickly bit her lower lip:

"...Where are the insects?"

I didn't check properly before putting on my apron, which allowed insects to crawl into my clothes. I definitely have to take full responsibility for that.

It's just catching bugs... there's absolutely no need to be shy.

Kiyono Makoto opened his arms, his eyes twitching slightly:

"The insects have already crawled up to my chest and are still crawling downwards."

"..."

Rio Futaba pursed her beautiful lips, reached out her right hand, and slipped it inside Makoto Kiyono's waist.

The hard contours of muscle quickly came through her fingertips. Rio Futaba hesitated for half a second before continuing to penetrate deeper:

"...Where is the insect located now?"

The girl's tone remained calm, but it was clear that the tips of her ears were flushed.

"To the left and up."

"it is good."

Rio Futaba held her breath, keeping her right hand as far away from Makoto Kiyono as possible, her fingers searching for the insect.

My fingertips quickly touched a small, round insect; it felt smooth to the touch and swiftly slipped away from my fingertips.

"Not a spider...maybe a beetle?"

"Whatever it is, the important thing is to catch it first."

Kiyono Makoto couldn't help but retort, "Stop using your one-finger technique, use your whole hand already!"

"..."

Rio Futaba's face flushed red quickly. After hesitating for half a second, she placed her entire palm on Makoto Kiyono's abdomen.