The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

"stare--"

Eriri squinted her eyes:

"You idiot, Seino, are you deliberately changing the subject?"

It's enough that you know; there's no need to spell it out!

You were so good at reading the room in school, why are you digging into the details now?

Kiyono Makoto took a half step forward, deciding to take the initiative; his tall figure was quite imposing.

"I want to know the truth, but shouldn't Eriri offer an equal exchange?"

"Huh?"

"You must come up with something that interests me."

As Kiyono Makoto spoke, his gaze drifted down to the girl's delicate, pink lips.

"ha?"

Eriri blushed, quickly raised her hand to cover her pink lips, and glared at him, both embarrassed and angry:

Don't even think about it!

Want to trade a kiss for a secret?

How could I possibly agree to that!

"Fine, if you don't want to agree, then forget it."

Kiyono Makoto hadn't expected Takumi to agree; he just wanted to end the conversation quickly. "Hurry up and learn the skill. After you're done, I want to go to the deck for some fresh air; the room is so stuffy."

Eriri gave a soft hum, reached out and took the skill scroll, then suddenly opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared intently at Kiyono Makoto's shoulder.

"stare--"

"What's wrong?"

Kiyono Makoto asked, puzzled.

Eriri didn't speak, but quickly took half a step forward, reached out and pinched half a strand of hair from Kiyono Makoto's shoulder, her eyes widening in disbelief:

"Black...curly hair?!"

"What were you doing just now?!"

What did you do to have black, curly hair growing over your shoulders?!

"Huh?"

Futaba, who was eavesdropping in the bathroom, was startled, and her face quickly turned red.

Curly hair...it must be my own hair, right?

Among the girls, she was the only one with standard curly hair.

As for black... Eriri must have misread it.

Futaba's hair is actually gray, but if there's only one strand, the color will be even darker, and in a dimly lit room, it can indeed look like black hair.

While feeling tense, Rio Futaba also had a strangely complicated feeling.

A few days ago, when I came from Tokyo, I noticed Eriri's golden hair on Kiyono's shoulder.

Now that the roles are reversed, her hair accidentally fell on Kiyono, and Eriri noticed... Is this what they call karma?

"What is it?"

Kiyono Makoto paused slightly, then narrowed his eyes to look at Takumi's fingertips.

A slightly curled strand of hair came into view, but the problem was that it was rather short, only about the length of a finger... No wonder Eriri misunderstood!

"That's hair!"

Kiyono Makoto slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly explained:

"Don't let your imagination run wild!"

Eriri's little fangs gleamed as she stepped forward.

Why is my hair so short?!

Kiyono Makoto was speechless:

"It's perfectly normal for a normal person to lose 50 to 100 hairs every day, and for some hair to break off occasionally, right?"

That slightly wavy strand of hair on her shoulder undoubtedly belongs to Futaba. Perhaps it was accidentally broken during their earlier embrace, and since it's curly, it was mistaken for her hair!

Eriri bit her lip, clearly not believing it.

"I just noticed that the fat woman in black stockings is gone. Did she come to your room? What were you and that fat woman in black stockings doing?"

Seino Makoto decisively shook his head in denial:

"It has nothing to do with my senior."

It wasn't even my senior's stuff to begin with, so naturally she shouldn't be made to take the blame.

Eriri crossed her arms over her chest, her small fangs gleaming coldly at the corners of her mouth:

"Words are no proof; produce evidence."

evidence?

Futaba hiding in the bathroom is the evidence.

But you can't shout it out.

Even a science-oriented girl would be mortified if caught red-handed, right?

A sudden thought flashed through Kiyono Makoto's mind, and he subconsciously said:

"The evidence is simple: just like you, my senior doesn't actually have any hair!"

"..."

Eriri hurriedly took a half step back, quickly covering her skirt with her hands, her pretty face turning red at a visible speed:

"Dirty!"

"Fool!"

"You filthy pervert!!!"

It's one thing for that idiot Kiyono to have seen himself naked—his mother was in danger in the bathroom before, and he had no other choice... but when did he ever see that fat woman in black stockings?

I'm so angry!

In short, I'm extremely angry!

Eriri couldn't hold back any longer and decisively used her Twin Tail Whirlwind Slash:

"Prepare to die!"

*Slap*

slap slap ~

The twin tails whipped against my body; it wasn't that they didn't hurt at all, but they certainly didn't break through my defenses.

Kiyono Makoto stood still and let himself be whipped, while Eriri quickly fainted.

It's worth mentioning that the girls have already used their remaining points on the island to enhance their basic attributes. Unfortunately, Otaku Pear doesn't have many points, and she mainly used them to enhance her mental attributes, so she's still weak in terms of physical strength.

After catching her breath, Eriri finally calmed down, her face tense, and she opened the skill scroll.

Ice-blue snowflakes danced out and quickly disappeared into Zhai Li's body.

What skills have you mastered?

Kiyono Makoto asked curiously.

"...hailstorm."

Eriri returned the shattered skill scroll and replied with a soft hum:

"Casting a spell in a designated area will cause hail to fall from the sky, continuously causing damage and also inflicting a slowing effect... Surely no one would be stupid enough to stand still, right?"

"That's a problem with teamwork."

Kiyono Seiryu pondered for a moment, "If the enemy takes full damage, this should be the skill with the highest damage output currently."

Upon learning that her skill dealt more damage than her senior's Ice Spear, Eriri's mood improved somewhat, though her shame hadn't subsided, so she quickly turned and left.

I'm going out.

"..."

Watching Eriri leave, Seino Makoto walked to the bathroom door and gently knocked:

"Futaba, you can come out now."

"..."

The door opened quickly.

With a slight blush, Shuangye quickly came out and apologized in a low voice:

"I'm sorry for causing Kiyono trouble."

"It's just a single hair; Eriri has misunderstood."

Kiyono Makoto waved his hand, "Want to continue the shoulder massage?"

"No, I'm going out."

Rio Futaba quickly shook her head. She felt incredibly guilty for some reason when she hid. "My shoulder doesn't hurt at all now... Goodbye, Kiyono."

"..."

Nothing more was said that night.

the next day.

Kiyono Makoto opened his eyes precisely on time, driven by his biological clock, and immediately checked the ability gacha machine in his mind.

After a whole week of silence, the gashapon machines have finally regained their vibrant colors.

"My turn, draw a card!"

Without wasting words or engaging in mystical practices, Kiyono Makoto decisively sat up and began extracting his superpowers.

Splash!

Accompanied by a pleasant sound effect, the gashapon machine began to spin rapidly, with countless colors flashing and intertwining. Finally, a beam of light suddenly shot out and condensed into a blue card in mid-air.

"Blue Ability Card?"

After seeing the card's color clearly, Kiyono Makoto was slightly disappointed.

Last week's ability was Loli King, and the ability card level was gold. This week it was downgraded to blue, which is quite a big difference.

Fortunately, Kiyono Makoto quickly adjusted his mood.

The kind of wonderful thing where you win every time is something I've never even dreamed of.

From a probability perspective, common cards and blue cards are the most common types of cards.

"Let's see what kind of ability it is..."

With a slight thought, Kiyono Makoto's blue ability card swiftly transformed into a stream of light and entered his soul.

[Ability Card: I want to verify the card]

[Card Tier: Blue]

[Effect: By making eye contact with the target and saying "I want to check the cards," all of the target's information can be revealed in an "open" manner. Once activated, the target cannot refuse or pretend.]

[Note: Please do not make eye contact with those who cannot be named.]

"No one who isn't an idiot would make eye contact with Klein, right?"

Kiyono Makoto slightly twitched the corner of his mouth:

"I don't need your notes. If I really run into Mr. Ke, I'll turn around and run without saying a word."

After his rant, Kiyono Makoto quickly calmed down and began to analyze the situation seriously.