The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

"..."

Rio Futaba looked up at her, remaining silent and clearly not believing the excuse.

"Okay, I'll tell the truth."

Kiyono Makoto silently raised his hands; with Futaba's intelligence, ordinary deception simply wouldn't work.

"The curse has already been fulfilled."

"Huh?"

Rio Futaba tilted her head slightly; with her keen intellect, she quickly guessed the truth:

"Did someone help break the curse?"

Kiyono Makoto said vaguely:

"Many memorable things happened today, and the curse was dispelled without us even realizing it."

The majority of the joy comes from Yuzuru, but since his sister has given a gag order, she naturally can't tell anyone.

"Is that so...?"

Rio Futaba lowered her eyes, her expression calm, and did not press for further details.

"Then let's forge equipment."

"Wait a moment."

Kiyono Makoto clasped his hands together, his tone sincere:

"Please let me experience what a lap pillow feels like."

Rio Futaba turned her face away:

"No...we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Kiyono Makoto shamelessly said:

"Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are! I really want to experience it today."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses:

"...What's the reason?"

"Because I've never experienced what a lap pillow feels like before."

Kiyono Makoto's tone turned somber, "You never know what tomorrow or an accident will bring. Perhaps we'll be caught up in a dungeon tonight, or maybe Mount Hachijo Fuji will suddenly erupt..."

Rio Futaba gave her a reproachful look with her bright eyes: "Don't jinx it."

Yes, yes.

Kiyono Makoto obediently stopped talking and said softly, "But if an accident really happens, it would be a huge regret if we didn't get to experience the Futaba lap pillow, right?"

"..."

Rio Futaba was silent for two seconds, then sighed helplessly, a slight "I can't do anything with you" expression on her small face, and whispered out the conditions:

"You have three minutes. You must get up when the time is up."

"Thank you, Lady Futaba."

"..."

Bang.

Rio Futaba gently knelt on the tatami mat. She looked small and delicate, which was contrasted by the fact that the girl's firm breasts were clearly like Mount Everest, which was breathtaking.

"Let's get started."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, her gaze somewhat unfocused. Although she tried to remain calm, the blush on her face hadn't faded.

"Don't misunderstand, this is just a normal part of helping each other... and it's also part of an ergonomic stress experiment."

If it's just a normal experiment, you don't need to blush at all, right?

"I won't be polite."

Makoto Kiyono simply lay down, resting his head on the science girl's lap.

The lap pillow, which I had imagined would be very soft, was now somewhat stiff. It was clear that Futaba was half shy and half nervous, and not as relaxed as she appeared.

The temperature of the girl's skin was transmitted through the pajamas; it was neither too hot nor too cold, just the right temperature. In addition, even through the pajamas, one could clearly feel the smoothness of the skin underneath, which was quite amazing.

Finally, there's the aroma.

The scents of green apple shampoo, citrus soap, and Shuangye's own subtle body fragrance, along with a faint, almost imperceptible milky aroma, blend together to create an alluring and captivating fragrance that makes you want to immerse yourself in it.

"call......"

Kiyono Makoto let out a soft breath.

"......!!!"

The girl's body, which had just softened a little, stiffened again. Soon, the quiet room echoed with Rio Futaba's shameful whispers, almost swallowed by the sea breeze outside the window:

"Ugh... Don't breathe!"

"Won't you die if you don't breathe?"

Rio Futaba lightly bit her lower lip, her pretty face burning hot, feeling only the scalding breath of Makoto Kiyono emanating from her lower abdomen.

"Change your position, don't let your face touch my stomach."

Seino Makoto's tone was innocent:

"This is the lap pillow position in comics."

"It just won't work."

Rio Futaba's pretty face flushed red as she lowered her voice, "Hurry up and change positions, or I'll get up."

"Understood, change positions immediately."

Kiyono Makoto obediently changed to a supine position, otherwise he would really be chased away by Futaba.

Generally speaking, the viewing angle of lying on your back with a lap pillow is not as pleasant as you might imagine.

Because if you look up, you'll see the girl's nostrils.

But at this moment, when Kiyono Makoto looked up, all he could see was the exaggerated curve of the pajamas; he couldn't see the girl's face at all, let alone her nostrils.

Being unable to see her feet when she looks down is nothing compared to being unable to see her face when she looks up – that's true beauty!

Rio Futaba gently bit her lower lip. Although she couldn't see Makoto Kiyono's eyes, she could clearly sense the boy's gaze. She spoke softly:

"...Close your eyes, don't look."

"Yes, the eyes are already closed."

The science-minded girl puffed out her pink cheeks slightly:

"...A lie."

The shame of being watched hadn't disappeared at all; clearly, Kiyono Makoto hadn't closed his eyes.

Rio Futaba's face flushed, and she reached out her right hand to physically cover Makoto Kiyono's eyes.

"No, is covering your eyes really necessary?"

Kiyono Makoto's tone was very innocent.

"It's absolutely necessary."

Rio Futaba paused, listening to her own rapid heartbeat, and couldn't help but whisper, "And... don't listen."

Kiyono Makoto was slightly taken aback, truly not understanding:

"Listen to what?"

Don't listen to my heartbeat.

Rio Futaba tried to keep her tone calm, her other hand nervously gripping the hem of her clothes, and said in a low voice, "The current position causes compression of the chest cavity, resulting in an increased heart rate, which is a very normal physiological phenomenon... It's not because of Kiyono."

Hey, your explanation is so far-fetched, even a primary school student wouldn't believe it!

Kiyono Makoto hadn't paid much attention at first, but when he heard the girl's blatant attempt to cover up her mistake, he couldn't help but listen carefully and soon heard the girl's rapid heartbeat.

A voice can be faked, but a heartbeat cannot lie.

"My heart is beating so fast, it must be at least 180 beats per minute!"

Kiyono Makoto teased the science-oriented girl with a sly tone.

Everyone says it's a normal physiological phenomenon.

Rio Futaba's face flushed as she tried to explain everything scientifically. "Kiyono, don't talk, or I'll reduce the time I spend on your lap."

Yes, yes.

"..."

Kiyono Makoto didn't expose Futaba's forced attempt to save face, silently closed his eyes, and enjoyed the hard-won lap pillow.

The room fell silent.

Just as the three minutes were about to end, the buzzing vibration of the phone suddenly broke the silence.

"Huh...?"

Rio Futaba looked up and, after clearly seeing the contact's profile picture on her phone, her eyes widened in surprise:

"Mom's on the phone?"

Upon realizing it was her mother calling, Rio Futaba instinctively bent down, preparing to reach for the phone with her right hand.

Kiyono Makoto only felt the right hand covering his face suddenly being removed, and then an indescribable softness and elasticity, like an avalanche, crushed over him in a dizzying, overwhelming way.

The bright view was plunged into darkness again.

Unfortunately, he was just about to yawn.

"call......"

The next second.

The yawn was abruptly interrupted as the avalanche swept in.

Kiyono Makoto's head buzzed slightly as he suddenly recalled a video he had seen online.

If you suddenly stick your finger into a cat's mouth while it's yawning, you can forcibly stop it from yawning.

As it turns out...

When a foreign object is stuffed into a human's mouth, the spellcasting will also be interrupted.

"Ugh...!"

A tingling, electric-like sensation suddenly swept over her, and Rio Futaba's eyes widened abruptly. Forgetting her phone, she hurriedly straightened up, her usually calm and composed face turning bright red in an instant, almost as if it were bleeding, and even her hair was tinged with crimson.

"Futaba, let me explain!"

Kiyono Makoto, not pausing to savor the moment, decisively sat up, his survival instinct kicking in at full speed:

"I was just yawning when you suddenly bent over, so it was... an accident! A real accident!"

"..."

Rio Futaba clutched her chest tightly with both hands, steam rising from her head. Her head was lowered, and her voice trembled slightly, unable to remain calm.

"You...get out."

Seino Makoto explained in a low voice:

"I really didn't do it on purpose!"

"Mom called..."

Rio Futaba turned her face away, too embarrassed to face anyone. "I need to answer the phone, I'm not kicking you out."

"Then I'll head out now."

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up and left the room.

Bang.

The door closed gently.