The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her eyes, her tone dangerous:

"There's only one truth: last night, my junior and that good-for-nothing young lady went to the hot springs together for a tryst?"

Makoto Kiyono: "......"

Please stop! If you keep going, you'll deduce the color of Eriri's panties!

"In my dictionary, cheating guys should be chemically castrated."

The senior student gave a light snort, "Junior, are you ready?"

Kiyono Makoto couldn't help but complain:

"Even if I did cheat on you, vigilante justice is still illegal, isn't it?"

The senior student tilted her head and looked over, her smile sweet yet dangerous:

"If it's not discovered, it's not illegal."

Kiyono Makoto raised his hand to cover his forehead, his voice low and somber:

"Senior, being too smart can be dangerous."

"My junior colleague cheated on me during the contract period, violating the contract requirements. According to Article 3, Section 7, he must be punished."

Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her pink lips. "For the next three days, you must obey my every command for free, without any reward."

"..."

"Hey, what are you two whispering about in the back?"

Eriri's voice came from ahead, urging:

"Hurry up, we're going to be late!"

"They're discussing something very interesting."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's pink lips curled into a playful smile, successfully diverting Takumi's attention. "Like last night, a certain 'sex-loving cat' went to the hot springs and ambushed a boy. Sawamura-kun, would you like to hear about it?"

"......ha?!"

Eriri hurriedly took a half step back, her fair and jade-like face quickly turning red. She glared at Kiyono Makoto, feeling both ashamed and angry.

"I haven't said a single word."

Kiyono Makoto looked innocent.

"Would you be interested in writing a scene like the cat sneaking into a hot spring at night into a light novel, Sawamura-kun?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms over her chest, her voice languid and sweet.

"This is ridiculous... I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about!"

Eriri finally realized what was happening, quickly turning her pretty face away with a look of disdain, but her eyes betrayed her guilty conscience.

"Who would be interested in a plot like that in a third-rate novel!"

Just as the senior was about to press her advantage and continue teasing Eriri, the island-hopping bus happened to drive by.

Eriri breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got into the car.

Normally, I definitely wouldn't give up easily; I'd have to fight my senior sister for three hundred rounds.

But now... I can't afford to offend them, so I can only hide as soon as possible.

Twenty minutes later.

The group arrived at the dock.

The setting sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, and the clouds on the horizon looked like they were burning with flames, making it look exceptionally beautiful and magnificent.

Amidst the undulating waves, a familiar orange cruise ship was already docked at the pier; it was the Tachibana Maru, which we had boarded earlier.

"Hey, there are so few people today."

Good news, no need to queue.

"Get on board, get on board."

"..."

There were very few passengers leaving the island, so there was no need to queue. Makoto Kiyono and the girls carried their luggage and boarded the cruise ship directly.

After putting his luggage in his room, Kiyono Makoto rested for a few minutes before going out to meet the girls and head to the restaurant for dinner.

"They have fried chicken today, it looks pretty good."

Kiyono Makoto turned to the bespectacled girl beside him, "Futaba, would you like to try some?"

"don't want."

Rio Futaba shook her head in refusal.

"Dinner should include a balanced diet of meat and vegetables; you can't just eat vegetables."

Kiyono Makoto lowered his voice, "Eating a little less won't make you fat."

"It's not that I'm worried about gaining weight."

Rio Futaba pursed her beautiful lips and replied softly, "I just suddenly remembered seeing the news during the day."

Kiyono Makoto asked curiously, "What news?"

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses:

"The shop known as the best fried chicken shop in Japan used the same pot of oil for 66 years, and it's still in use today."

Makoto Kiyono: "......"

A pot of oil used for sixty-six years?

The color is even blacker than oil!

Won't deep-fried food make you sick?

Why not change the oil?

Kiyono Makoto was puzzled. "This isn't brine; it doesn't need to be changed frequently to ensure health."

Rio Futaba spoke calmly:

"It seems they've forgotten the recipe."

"Goodness."

Seino Makoto couldn't help but exclaim, "Because I forgot the formula and was afraid to change the oil, I unexpectedly received unanimous praise and eventually became a global sensation, right? Even manga wouldn't dare to draw like this!"

Despite his complaints, Kiyono Makoto silently put the fried chicken he had picked up back down.

I was originally looking forward to trying the fried chicken on the cruise ship to see if it was anything special, but now I have absolutely no appetite.

"By the way, should we forge some equipment tonight?"

Kiyono Makoto asked in a low voice.

"don't want."

Rio Futaba gently shook her head. "The cruise ship will be constantly rocking at sea, making it impossible to concentrate. Let's talk about it when we get back."

Kiyono Makoto whispered:

"The equipment doesn't need to be forged, but the curse can't wait until tomorrow... I'll leave it to you tonight, Lady Futaba."

Today was an ordinary day, and I didn't gain much happiness. I need to take it seriously.

Rio Futaba's breath hitched slightly, a faint blush rising on her fair face, and she unconsciously looked away.

"......I see."

The mutual aid alliance has been formed, and given Futaba's personality, she naturally can't bring herself to refuse.

We had a simple dinner.

Everyone went up to the deck, enjoying the sea breeze and the night view.

As it quietly approached eight o'clock in the evening, Kiyono Makoto prepared to return to his room to deal with the curse. As he passed by Futaba, he reached out and gently poked the girl's arm.

Rio Futaba understood, her face flushing slightly, and she secretly followed.

In a corner.

The saintly classmate, who was quietly playing on her phone as if she didn't care about the outside world, suddenly looked up and silently watched the two people's departing figures.

"Futaba, come in."

Kiyono Makoto opened the door with his room key and went into the room first.

"...Sorry to bother you."

Rio Futaba stepped in, her tone calm, but the tips of her ears were clearly flushed, revealing that the girl was not at peace inside.

Seino Makoto's expression was expectant:

"Want to continue with the lap pillow tonight?"

"......no."

Rio Futaba blushed, covering her chest with both hands, as a strange, tingling sensation welled up from the bottom of her heart once again.

After what happened last night, you still have the nerve to ask for a lap pillow... How shameless!

Although he had expected it, Kiyono Makoto was still somewhat disappointed by Futaba's straightforward rejection.

"A lap pillow isn't working, and neither is back massage. What should we do, Futaba?"

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, turned her head away, and refused to meet his gaze.

"...I can help massage your shoulders and neck."

Makoto Kiyono shook his head:

"My pleasure level is still far from enough today. My hands are super sore and tired from the neck and shoulder massage. It's too tiring."

Rio Futaba pursed her beautiful lips, her tone calm:

"It's okay, if your arms get tired, just give them a hug to rest... Anyway, there are no lap pillows."

Last night's accident was too terrifying, second only to water magic in its chilling effect. Futaba never wants to experience it again.

I don't know why, but when I'm with Makoto Kiyono, I always feel like I'm going to have bad luck...

"Alright."

Kiyono Makoto should know when to stop; Futaba's willingness to help is already quite generous, and we can't ask for too much.

"I'll leave today in your care, Lady Futaba."

Rio Futaba secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stepped behind Makoto Kiyono:

"Let me massage Kiyono's shoulders first."

Seiji Kiyono sat upright.

"It's been two days already, Futaba's shoulders must be sore too. I'll give you a massage later."

"Need not......"

Futaba has a personality that makes her extremely reluctant to trouble others, and upon hearing this, she instinctively wanted to refuse.

Kiyono Makoto simply said:

"What I actually wanted to do was collect experimental data."

"Huh?"

"Eating and playing games can both earn you happiness points, and if nothing unexpected happens, giving Futaba a massage will also yield some benefits."

"..."

Rio Futaba hesitated for two seconds, her face slightly flushed, before calmly agreeing:

"I see."

Kiyono was doing this for the experiment, so... there was no reason to refuse.

Let's begin.

Kiyono Makoto closed his eyes, silently enjoying the shoulder and neck massage from the science-minded girl. He could sense that Futaba had never massaged someone's shoulders before; her movements were clumsy and completely unfamiliar with the task.