So Kaito didn't overreact and kept his calm demeanor.
'Wait is this that "feeding play" that often appears in shoujo manga?', Nijika never expected that Soyo-san, who looked like a graceful and demure lady, would be so bold.
'Moreover, Kaito-kun actually just naturally ate it too?'
'Could it be that they do this kind of thing often?'
She imitated them, picking up a piece of tempura, holding it with her small hands, bringing it to Kaito's lips, "This tempura is also delicious. Kaito-kun should try it!"
Since he had just accepted Soyo's feeding, if he rejected Nijika now, it would surely make her overthink.
Kaito simply opened his mouth and ate the tempura from the girl's chopsticks.
Soyo, not to be outdone, followed up, "There's also this shop's calamari rings, you should try it~"
Nijika: "Shrimp tail, please eat!"
Soyo: "Onion rings, very tasty~"
Nijika: "Chicken nugget, dipped in ketchup, not greasy at all!"
Soyo: "Egg tart, paired with chocolate chips, it's the shop's signature~"
Neither was willing to give in.
You pick one, I pick one, like a contest.
Kaito finally experienced the joy of a feudal lord. He didn't even need to use his hands, just opened his mouth and he was fed.
As for Slacker Ryou, although usually unreliable, she surprisingly didn't join in the fun this time.
Finally
"Shrimp sticks!"
"Taro pie!"
Two pairs of red and blue eyes stared at him with the intensity of predators eyeing prey.
Kaito looked at the two pairs of chopsticks hovering in front of his mouth, remained silent for a moment, then snatched a crispy chicken nugget from Ryou's plate.
A formless battlefield was thus dissipated.
Nijika and Soyo didn't dare push too far. After all, Kaito's favorability hadn't been raised yet. If they acted rashly and scared him off, it'd be a loss.
The two smiled nonchalantly and returned to their harmonious appearance.
Although the snack platter filled the entire table, it wasn't a proper meal, so Nijika and Ryou also ordered two portions of omurice.
During the meal, Soyo went to the restroom briefly, but came back quickly.
When everyone finished lunch and went to the counter to pay, they learned that she had already paid in advance.
"That's too generous of Soyo-san~"
Nijika didn't expect that, after all that had just happened, the other party would still take the initiative to pay the bill.
"It's no problem~", Soyo put her hands together, smiling sweetly, "If Nijika-san really feels bad about it, then next time we eat out, how about you treat instead?"
'There's such a thing?'
Having her chicken nugget stolen, Slacker Ryou had been sulking since earlier, her pale earlobe twitched as she said seriously, "Nijika, better not turn down Soyo-son's kind offer."
'You just want a free meal again, don't you?'
Nijika gave her a helpless glance, but didn't insist, "Then it's settled. Next meal, I'll pay."
From beginning to end, Kaito didn't speak up, nor did he offer to pay.
It's not that he was shamelessly mooching, he simply felt this was Soyo's decision.
Before they went out today, the rich young lady had repeatedly emphasized that she would cover all the expenses today to show her sincere gratitude.
To her, this amount of money truly meant nothing.
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Chapter 96: Evolution of Kumiko
Leaving the restaurant, the few people did not separate. Since they happened to meet by coincidence, they simply decided to travel together.
Claw machines, Ichiban Kuji(lottery), and they even specially went to a console specialty store to buy quite a few game discs, spending a fulfilling afternoon.
In the blink of an eye, it was sunset and dusk.
"Thank you, Kaito-kun, I was very happy today," The warm yellow sunset gradually descended, casting a layer of hazy golden light veil on the girl's smooth and fair cheeks.
Soyo clasped her hands behind her back, her smile satisfied yet regretful, "But mom wants me to go home for dinner tonight, so I can't delay anymore. I'll leave first~ let's go out to play together next time~"
"Mm, bye-bye," Kaito waved his hand towards her.
"Also, Nijika-san and Ryou-san, very happy to meet you."
Soyo turned her head again, her blue eyes playfully blinking, "See you next time~"
"Goodbye."
"Soyo-san, goodbye."
After the brown-haired girl's skirt corner disappeared into the distance, Nijika couldn't help but say, "Soyo-san really is a very good person."
Although the two should have been rivals in love, she also had to admit, whether it was in dealings with people, or some small details in communication, Soyo made people feel very comfortable.
"Compared to that, what plans do you two have? Parting ways now? Or, go eat something?"
"Let's skip eating, the lunch was very full, not really hungry now."
Nijika shook her head, a bit hesitant, looking at Kaito, stammering, "A-actually, Kaito-kun, I... c-can I..."
Seeing her stammer for half a day without being able to say a complete sentence, Gremlin Ryou shook her head.
'Useless Nijika.'
'Still have to rely on me to operate.'
"To be honest," Gremlin Ryou somehow pulled out a handkerchief, eyes brimming with tears, "Nijika and I just realized, because we were too rushed before going out today, we forgot to bring the keys to open the door."
"So... almighty god-sama, could you please show great mercy, and take in two weak homeless little girls?"
'This reason... is just too careless.'
'And those tears, what's with them? Coming so fast?'
The entertainment industry losing this Gremlin Ryou is like the West losing Jerusalem.
But Kaito didn't show any intention of refusing. He probably understood Nijika's thoughts, she just wanted to visit Kumiko, but was too embarrassed to ask to stay over.
His house was quite big, guest rooms also plenty. Not to mention just Nijika and Ryou, even if a few more people came it would still accommodate.
But...
"Suddenly staying outside, wouldn't Store Manager Seika be worried?"
Nijika's mother passed away early, and her father worked far away, rarely returning home. She usually lived with her elder sister Seika.
If the younger sister suddenly didn't return home overnight, the tsundere sister-loving store manager who was thirty years old and had never dated would probably charge over with a machete to see which family's pig dared root his little cabbage.
"It's fine~", Nijika shyly drew circles on the ground with her toes, "Sister is busy with overtime these few days, staying at PA-san's house at night, she won't notice."
"And Ryou?"
"I'm fine too," Gremlin Ryou shrugged indifferently. Her family runs a private hospital. Hospital things, those who know, know. When busy, it's chaotic. Parents not returning home for days is common.
Since both had no problem, Kaito nodded.
"Then follow me."
[One Hour Later]
"Sorry to bother~"
This was the first time Nijika visited a boy's home as a guest. Stepping into the entranceway, the great angel of Shimokitazawa curiously sized up everything around.
"There are guest slippers in the cupboard, all brand new, you can pick a pair yourself."
Kaito caught Kirara, the cat who ran over upon hearing movement, held the pouncing cat in his arms, stroked it, and casually asked, "Where's Kumiko?"
"Meow! Meow!"
Kirara comfortably laid in his arms, fluffy tail sweeping, meaning, 'She's sleeping.'
'Sleeping?'
Kaito was a bit surprised. As a blade spirit, Kumiko didn't need rest. Usually even when asked to put down her phone and rest for a while, she would be reluctant. Now she actually took the initiative to sleep?
Sending out spiritual sense to probe, he found that the Murakumomaru placed on the living room sofa was now floating mid-air, the blade enveloped by a thick silver light, mixed with huge streams of chaotic spiritual power, only half the hilt sticking out.
'This is... a breakthrough in cultivation?'
'No, Kumiko is after all a blade spirit, and hasn't systematically cultivated. Her current situation should be called evolution.'
Although sudden, thinking carefully, Murakumomaru had been piously worshipped by the Hoori Shrine for hundreds of years. The belief power she absorbed alone was a huge amount. She wasn't lacking accumulation, and now recognizing Kaito as master, receiving feedback from the soul of a Nascent Soul heavenly lord, breaking through bottlenecks was normal.
This was of course a good thing for Kumiko. To use game terms, it was like evolving from a blue weapon to a purple weapon, greatly strengthening both stats and quality.
But for Nijika, this was unfortunate.
The evolving Kumiko obviously needed to sleep for a while longer, maybe three days, maybe a week.
Nijika visiting today was destined to be a wasted trip.
After changing shoes at the entrance, carrying big and small bags into the living room, looking at the silver light ball floating mid-air, Nijika was a bit confused, "That is... Kumiko?"
Kaito simply explained the situation to her. As expected, the great angel looked a little disappointed.
But, after all, it was good for Kumiko. She quickly collected her emotions and once again revealed a radiant and full smile.
"As long as Kaito-kun doesn't mind us disturbing."
Of course, dislike wouldn't happen. Since Kumiko was sleeping, Kaito didn't stay in the living room either, and led Nijika and Ryou to the guest rooms.
"The bedding has already been laid, cleaned daily, no one has slept in it, so it's clean. Don't worry about hygiene."
"There are unopened bathrobes in the wardrobe, and new toiletries in the bathroom. If you want to take a bath before bed, it's fine too."
"That's all for now. If there are any other problems, you can tell me."
At this time, Gremlin Ryou suddenly raised her hand, "Report! I have a question!"
Kaito simply said, "Speak."
"Can we visit your bedroom?"
Gremlin Ryou made no attempt to hide her curiosity, "Come to think of it, I've never seen a teenage boy's room. I want to broaden my horizons."
Next to her, Nijika also blinked, a little tempted.
'Heard that in boys' rooms, there are always many indescribable weird comics. Wonder if Kaito-kun is the same?'
'Just don't know, what tags does he prefer?'
'Big bo0bs? Or flat bo0bs? Heavy taste, or fresh?'
'Hopefully not Ryou's favorite NTR, right?'
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Chapter 97: Gremlin Ryou: I Have a Plan
The manga naturally was treated as non-existent.
If Kaito were to find out what Nijika was thinking in her heart, he would definitely not be able to help but complain.
My lord, times have changed.
In the information era, could it be that there are still people who really read physical copies? Could it be? Could it be?
The days of racking one's brains to hide little imperial uncles under the bed, at the bottom of cabinets, and inside sofa cushions are already completely gone.
Whether in terms of concealment or convenience, web pages completely crush everything; as long as there is a mobile phone, it is enough.
If one is worried that even this is not safe enough, one can choose to cache it, and then save it into a private space, and set a password that only oneself knows, which can be called absolutely foolproof.
"This is a boy's room?", Gremlin Ryou, who walked into the room, could not help but look around, "Looks so clean."
Her delicate little nose secretly sniffed, then softly said, "There's also no strange smell in the air..."
Of course it was very clean, Kaito would casually use a cleaning spell every morning after getting up, cleaning the whole room inside and out.
Not only was there no dust or grime, even little bugs did not exist.
As for the indecent manga that the two girls were expecting, in the end, they also did not find any.
The furnishings in the room were very simple. Besides essentials like a bed, bookshelf, and computer desk, there were no extra pieces of furniture, and even less space where things could be hidden.
Failing to catch any dirt on Boyfriend-kun, Gremlin Ryou appeared very disappointed, and couldn't help but sigh, "Boring..."
She had even been looking forward for so long to the classic scene of, ["Kaito-kun, you wouldn't want the little manga you secretly hid to be found by others, right? Then obediently listen, let me see!"]
Seeing her with such a bored and flavorless look, Kaito couldn't help but give this Gremlin Ryou a flick on the forehead, "Although I don't know why, I somehow feel offended by you."
"No way...", Gremlin Ryou, feeling a little guilty, covered her head. Seeing the game controllers and the unpowered PS5 in the room, she hurriedly changed the topic, "Didn't you buy a lot of game discs this afternoon? Are there any that can do multiplayer battles?"
"Multiplayer battles, of course there are."
Kaito then looked toward the side-ponytail girl next to him and invited her, "Nijika, do you also want to play together?"
"Ah? Me?", Nijika hesitated a little. The last time she played a game was when she played Snake and Push Box in elementary school. Worried she would spoil the fun, she shook her head.
"I'll pass. As long as you and Ryou have fun, that's fine."
"Hmph! Hmph! if that's the case, I'll win even on behalf of Nijika," Gremlin Ryou crossed her hands on her hips, full of confidence, "A mere Boyfriend-kun is nothing more than small fry!"
'Small fry?'
As someone who was just one step away from ascending to immortality as a real cultivator, Kaito naturally wouldn't bother arguing with an immature little girl; he simply smiled without commenting.
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[Two Hours Later]
"Want to go again?", Putting down the controller, Kaito leisurely looked at Gremlin Ryou beside him. The girl maintained a spiritless forward-bending posture, as if her face had already lost all color.
Two hours, a total of sixty-seven matches, averaging less than two minutes per match.
Her final record, total defeat.
Matched up against a genius boy in multiplayer battle, continuously comboed like a monster, unable to win no matter how hard she tried.
"This game seems really unfair," Nijika frowned, "Why can Kaito-kun only use one character each time, but Ryou can use three?"
