After a brief moment of teasing
Yukima Azuma waved his hand.
The magical creatures immediately scattered, vanishing into the Itomori mountain forest.
They would take their assigned mission seriously.
For the next three years, before the comet fell
They would do everything in their power to ensure no one stepped into the impact zone.
Once they were gone
Yukima Azuma spread open his palm.
Just moments ago, he had grasped a strand of light in his hand.
Now, as he opened it
A golden metallic sphere appeared.
On either side of the sphere
Glistening golden wings were attached.
"Oa~ It's the Golden Snitch!"
Suou Yuki leaned in closer. Recognizing the object in Yukima Azuma's hand, she gasped in admiration.
"Umu, it has a different mission."
Yukima Azuma flicked his wrist.
The golden sphere transformed into a streak of light, shooting off into the distance.
Suou Yuki followed its trajectory with her eyes.
It seemed to be heading toward Tokyo.
"Won't this cause a butterfly effect?"
She asked.
"Probably." Yukima Azuma watched as the light disappeared into the horizon. "But some things still have to be done."
Chapter 164: Izumi Sagiri and Izumi-mama
Chapter 164: Izumi Sagiri and Izumi-mama
After returning from Mount Itomori
The sky had already turned dark.
Yukima Azuma returned to Miyamizu Mitsuha's room, waiting for the swap process to end.
Time gradually passed
It was not long until midnight.
Yukima Azuma felt drowsiness creeping in.
But this time, he did not close his eyes and drift off to sleep.
Instead, he activated his shogi skill, dispelling his fatigue.
Resisting it was somewhat difficult.
Several times, Yukima Azuma almost fell asleep.
But in the end, he managed to endure until dawn.
And then, before Yukima Azuma's eyes, the world was swallowed by pitch-black darkness.
Within that darkness, a brilliantly colored butterfly flew in.
That butterfly was the only source of light in this dark world.
Its colors constantly changed, without any discernible pattern.
Yukima Azuma watched as the butterfly approached, landed on his head, and began to flap its wings.
Immediately afterward, shimmering, multicolored dust fell.
The moment his body was completely covered by that dust.
The world before Yukima Azuma suddenly changed.
No longer an empty darkness, nor Miyamizu Mitsuha's room.
"So, I'm back, huh."
Yukima Azuma sat up from the bed, looked around, then clicked his tongue in appreciation.
This transition scene was a bit crude, wasn't it?
That magnificent butterflywas it the true form of the god of Itomori?
Yukima Azuma reached out to turn on the light in his room.
But just as he raised his hand, he noticed an orange-red braided cord tied around his wrist.
Did this kumihimo return with him as well?
In previous experiments, aside from himself, it seemed that no other objects could be swapped.
This was truly strange.
Yukima Azuma held up his hand and carefully examined the braided cord.
The more he focused.
He faintly heard the voice of a girl.
That voice, Yukima Azuma had never heard before.
But he guessedit must belong to Miyamizu Mitsuha.
Kumihimo symbolizes the connection between people.
It can carry thoughts and emotions.
Yukima Azuma gazed at the cord for a long while before removing it.
He found a brocade jewelry box in a drawer, placed the braided cord inside, and stored it carefully.
After putting it away.
He took out his phone.
He did not immediately search for information about Itomori Town.
Instead, he first opened the Line interface.
He searched for the name Izumi Sagiri.
Seeing that the contact still existed, Yukima Azuma was slightly surprised.
He clicked to check their chat history.
The content of old messages had completely changed.
Their relationship had reverted to a professional work partnership.
Now, Izumi Sagiri was a collaborating illustrator for Laplace Corporation.
The person responsible for communicating with her was Yukima Azuma himself.
But the two only addressed each other by their pen names.
They never became friends.
Yukima Azuma closed the Line interface.
This changehe had already anticipated it.
The butterfly effect.
In fact, even still having contact with this girl was an unexpected miracle.
He used his phone to search for news about Itomori Town.
All the articles online had changed.
The description of the comet fragment's impact site.
Had changed from Itomori Town to a developing resort area.
The number of casualties in this disaster.
Had dropped from five hundred to zero.
As expected, two years after the swap timeline ended, Suou Yuki had successfully purchased the land affected by the comet fragment.
This mission to save Itomori Town could be considered a perfect success.
Yukima Azuma turned off his phone screen and lay down.
Time to sleep.
Everything else could wait until tomorrow.
...
At the same time.
Somewhere else in Tokyo.
The Izumi Household.
Izumi Sagiri was holding her digital drawing tablet, working on a somewhat provocative illustration.
Suddenly, a knocking sound came from the door.
"Come in."
Without looking up, the girl said.
The door was pushed open.
A beautiful woman, bearing a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Izumi Sagiri, stepped inside.
"Sagiri, you're staying up late again. Go to bed early."
"Just a bit longer, Mom. I'll sleep after I finish this!"
"Is this the promotional poster for the Bunny Girl Senpai movie?"
"Yeah, it's about to be released, and it seems like the deadline is really tight."
Hearing that, the beautiful woman walked over to Izumi Sagiri and sat down beside her.
She tilted her head and glanced at the tablet screen.
Izumi Sagiri instinctively flinched slightly.
But then she quickly remembered.
This time, she had taken on a project suitable for all ages.
Moreover, she had to restrain her usual drawing style a bit.
There didn't seem to be anything that couldn't be shown to others.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Izumi Sagiri turned back and actively showed her tablet to the beautiful woman.
"This part here looks a bit empty, doesn't it?"
The woman pointed at a corner of the screen and gave a suggestion.
Izumi Sagiri took a look and felt that her mother had a point, so she began making adjustments.
"Show me the request details, I'll help you out."
The woman said with a smile.
As the first-generation Eromanga-sensei.
And at the same time, the mother of Izumi Sagiri.
Mrs. Izumi's drawing skills were even superior to Izumi Sagiri's.
Helping out as an assistant was, of course, no problem.
Hearing that, Izumi Sagiri handed her phone to her mother.
Mrs. Izumi scrolled through the drawing request that Yukima Azuma had sent while smiling.
Then she asked, laughing:
"So, how are things between you and Azuma-kun? Do you two get along well?"
Hearing that, Izumi Sagiri's face immediately turned bright red.
"What do you mean how are things? It's just a normal work relationship! I don't even talk to him much!"
"Eh? But last time, didn't Sagiri have a video call with Azuma-kun?"
"That guy called out of nowhere. I only reluctantly responded because he was being serious about the project."
"Is that so? That's a shame. I think Azuma-kun is a good kid. It would be nice if you two became friends."
"I don't need that!"
Izumi Sagiri pouted and turned her head away in annoyance.
She had always been a shy person, so she didn't have many friends.
To the young girl
Her mother was clearly trying to set her up.
However, she didn't exactly have a bad impression of the person being matched with her.
His attitude toward his work
Was completely identical to hers.
It felt like if they became friends, they would definitely get along well.
Thinking that, Sagiri shook her head.
No, why did it suddenly turn into having to be friends?
They hadn't even spoken to each other that much!
Seeing her daughter's reaction
The corners of Mrs. Izumi's lips curved up in a meaningful smile.
Since childhood, Sagiri had always been extremely shy, and she had put in a lot of effort trying to help with that.
But even now, Sagiri still didn't have a single like-minded friend.
However, it seemed that had finally changed.
After finishing the poster
Mrs. Izumi set down the tablet and patted Sagiri's head.
"Alright, go to bed early."
"I know already!"
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Chapter 165: Waking Up in a Panic, Seeing Sora Ginko in a Maid Outfit!
Chapter 165: Waking Up in a Panic, Seeing Sora Ginko in a Maid Outfit!
Morning.
Yukima Household.
It was already 9:30 AM.
The sun had risen high, and its golden rays streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a bright streak on the floor.
On a normal day
With Yukima Azuma's biological clock, he would have been awake by now.
He might have even finished his morning jog.
But perhaps due to overexerting himself the day before, Yukima Azuma was unusually exhausted today, sleeping all the way until now.
In his drowsy haze
He vaguely heard someone calling him.
His consciousness gradually returned.
Yukima Azuma woke up.
Beside him, sure enough, someone was calling him.
A girl's voiceso clear and pleasant, like the chime of silver bells, carrying a captivating allure.
"Wake up... it's time."
Hearing that voice, Yukima Azuma reluctantly opened his eyes.
As his vision adjusted to the light, a breathtaking sight entered his view.
A beautiful girl with short silver hair was leaning over the edge of his bed, reaching out, seemingly about to wake him.
Her fair face was slightly flushed.
That shy, bashful expression sparked an irresistible urge to tease her.
Moreover, she was wearing a black and white maid outfit.
The soft frills and delicate lace swayed gently with her movements.
She was like a little maid straight out of a dream!
Yukima Azuma gradually widened his eyes.
"...Ginko-senpai?"
Hearing him call her name, Sora Ginko's face turned an even deeper shade of red.
The hand she had extended was about to pull back.
"...Y-you're finally awake. That's good. Hurry and get up..."
Sora Ginko spoke while attempting to retreat from the bedside.
A glint flickered in Yukima Azuma's eyes.
The next moment, he reached out and grabbed Sora Ginko's retreating hand.
"Mm!"
Caught off guard, Sora Ginko let out a soft whimper.
Yukima Azuma used the momentum to pull her into his embrace.
Originally, half of Sora Ginko's body was leaning over the bed.
Now, with a single tug from Yukima Azuma, she lost her balance completely.
And just like thatshe tumbled straight into the blanket.
By the time Sora Ginko lifted her head again
Yukima Azuma's face was right in front of hers.
The overwhelming shyness and unexpected situation rendered Sora Ginko utterly defenseless.
Her entire body curled up in his arms
Like a startled little white rabbit.
Her soft lips parted slightly, momentarily at a loss for words.
At that moment, Yukima Azuma, "still groggy from sleep", narrowed his eyes and mumbled:
"Senpai in a maid outfit... so cute... This must be a dream..."
As he spoke, he tightened his embrace around Sora Ginko.
And then
He casually planted a kiss on her cheek.
Muah~.
With just that soft sound
Sora Ginko's rationality instantly evaporated.
Her body went completely limp, melting like water
As if she was ready to be at his mercy.
Just then
"Oba-san, what's taking so long? We're going to be late!"
The bedroom door suddenly swung open.
A long ahoge strand peeked in first.
Then, Hinatsuru Ai's small head followed.
When she saw the scene on the bed
Her eyes widened in shock.
For a child like Ai, even though no one was undressed, this level of intimacy was already scandalous.
However, this time
Hinatsuru Ai didn't scream.
She squeezed through the doorway and swiftly shut the door behind her.
Then, she sprinted toward the bed.
With a small leapshe wedged herself right between the two of them.
"Ai wants to be hugged by Shishou too!"
And with that declaration
Hinatsuru Ai proudly claimed her fair share of the benefits.
The little girl's sudden leap finally pulled Sora Ginko back to her senses.
"Azuma! This isn't a dream! Wake up already!"
She struggled to lift her arms from between the two of them.
Then, grabbing Yukima Azuma's shoulders, she forcefully shook him.
Yukima Azuma realized he could no longer keep up the act.
So he pretended as if he had just awakened from a wonderful dream.
He released Sora Ginko from his embrace.
Then, feigning surprise, he asked:
"Senpai? Why are you here?"
Freed from his grasp, Sora Ginko immediately jumped off the bed.
She retreated straight to the door
Not forgetting to grab Hinatsuru Ai along with her.
With a loud bang, she flung the door open and dashed out.
Only after the door closed did her voice ring out from outside:
"Today is the Ryuou Match! Hurry up and get dressed! If you don't hurry, you'll be late!"
Yukima Azuma sat up.
He stretched his arms.
Only now did he remember
Today was the first day of the Ryuou title match.
Lately, he had been so busy with matters in Itomori that he almost forgot about the tournament.
But then again, even if he lost one match today, he would still claim the Ryuou title as usual.
That said, since Ginko and Ai had already come for him, it was best to get ready quickly.
...
Yukima Azuma entered the changing room.
He took out his professional shogi attire and put it on.
When he stepped out of the room
The red on Sora Ginko's face had yet to fully fade.
