'Honestly, Brother Seiji …'
Shika Kagura felt embarrassed.
But it didn't feel bad … not only was it not bad, it was actually quite good.
Eating together with him, talking to him, and being praised by him … it felt really good.
She felt like crying when she compared it to her usual life.
'No, I can't cry.
I should be smiling in front of him at a time like this. '
Shika Kagura smiled from the bottom of her heart once again.
The beautiful girl's shy and moving smile caused him to fall into a daze.
Seiji regained his senses only after she returned and sat down.
'What should I do about my adopted younger sister being too cute!?'
He felt like he was slowly slipping into the abyss … no, he shouldn't think about it anymore!
"Thank you for your performance. I already know what the 'stance' is … let's continue eating."
"Yeah …"
There was a period of silence after that; only the sound of the two of them eating could be heard in the room.
The 'stance' was what Shika Kagura had just performed … so the 'initial stance' in his system probably referred to the initial version of this movement.
It should be fine to understand it as something like a martial arts routine.
She would need to wear special training attire when she started cultivating … he was rather curious as to what the training attire would look like. Would Little Shi look even better if she wore it and performed like she did just now?
Seiji wanted to see it.
'Well, there'll be a chance in the future!
… I'll get even closer to the abyss. '
He felt like he could hear such a voice.
'So what! If I want to see it, I want to see it!! '
Seiji forcefully dispelled all distracting thoughts after he forcefully retorted to himself.
"Er … one last question. How do I become a Yin Yang Master? Are there any other requirements apart from Spiritual Power and Mana? "
"I don't know." Shika Kagura shook her head. "I … I'm just a Spirit-branded Retainer, and I only know about Spirit-branded Retainers."
"Oh …"
"I'm sorry …"
"Eh? Don't apologize — this isn't something you need to apologize for. If you don't know, then you don't know. "Seiji smiled as he patted her on the head.
"Don't apologize so casually, especially to me." He spoke in a gentle yet forceful tone as he looked into her eyes.
"Hmm …" Shika Kagura nodded.
That feeling of wanting to cry came again, really … no.
He had to get used to it.
The feeling of … warmth and happiness when she was with him.
…
After dinner with Little Shi.
When Seiji returned to the kitchen with the utensils, he asked Mai and learned that Summer Night still hadn't returned.
Thus, he returned to his room and counted his points for the day.
Although it took 25 points to convert the disaster-type karmic power, he still had a surplus of points, so he could exchange them for something else. However …
"There's a new basic attribute, one major option, and four minor options. This is a major update, but there aren't any new 'items'! System, what the hell are you doing!? "Seiji complained.
This completely went against the laws of survival in the game!
A major update was bound to be accompanied by new paywalls! If you don't release new products even though there's a big update, not only will you lose the huge profits you deserve, but you'll also be cursed to death by the rich players, understand?!
Consumer nerds were angry!
But it was useless.
After his anger subsided, Seiji could only silently spend all the points he could.
Then, he logged into his email and saw that Editor Yoshizawa had sent him an email.
The email said that his short story "I'll Die If I Don't Become Handsome" had been reviewed and approved by Thunder Bunko's editorial department.
As long as he printed out the contract attached to this email, signed it, and mailed it to the editorial department, the manuscript would be published in the next issue of the magazine.
Publication! Publication! Publication!! Important things had to be repeated three times.
'My story is going to be published!' Just imagining it made Seiji feel incredibly happy.
This wasn't something he had brought with him from his previous life, but something he had imagined, thought about, and created himself — his own story!
Although the writing style was enhanced by the system, the characters, plot, and settings … the entire story was undoubtedly his own creation.
This feeling of accomplishment and joy was wonderful.
Seiji was looking forward to the moment when his story would be published in the magazine.
Before that, he had to sign the contract.
'Is there a printer here?'
Seiji got up and left his room in search of Mai.
There was a sound in the living room.
"Houjou-senpai, I'd like to …"
Seiji walked into the living room and spoke, but he paused the moment he said it.
That was because he saw Mai Houjou watching television while imitating the song and dance moves of a teenage idol group, dancing and singing at the same time.
"How I wish ~ ~ you could hug me ~ ~ on a slope dyed red by the setting sun ~ ~ I like you ~ ~"
A beautiful girl wearing a black-and-white maid outfit had a brilliant smile on her face, and she seemed to be happily dancing with brisk steps. Her hands were sometimes clasped together and sometimes waved as she made all sorts of cute poses.
Seiji was completely stunned.
He stood at the entrance to the living room with his mouth agape and eyes wide open as he stared at the figure dancing like a little girl.
The former student council president …
The Smiling Executioner …
The existence that all the third-year high school students, including the legendary drama club president, revered …
The older sister that Wanhua Summer Night trusted, who was also somewhat mysterious in Seiji's eyes. He felt that the maid who seemed gentle on the outside but deep on the inside was actually … doing something like this …
Seiji was unable to describe what he was currently feeling, nor did he know what kind of expression he was wearing.
He could only stare at the figure in a daze.
"The light of the setting sun ~ ~ Painting the sky orange-red ~ ~ Your passion ~ ~ Blazing like the sun ~ ~ I love you ~ ~"
The idol group's song and dance reached its climax.
Mai also jumped up and down, her hands forming a heart shape as she sang the song's climax in a low voice.
Finally, she turned around and struck an elegant pose. Still.
Her gaze met with the boy who was watching in a daze.
Mai was rendered speechless.
On the television, after the idols finished their poses, they smiled and stood in a line, bowed to the audience, and left the stage.
Meanwhile, in the living room.
Time seemed to stop.
The air seemed to freeze.
It was as if Sixteen Summer Night had used her time manipulation ability … Er, by the way, she was also a maid.
Seiji's brain finally started working, and he couldn't help but retort.
Mai was still maintaining her incredibly cute pose, and even her smile hadn't changed for quite a while.
It seemed like she was petrified.
"Um … Senpai?" Seiji decided to break the silence.
Mai's body trembled.
Then, she slowly stood up straight, retracted her smile, lowered her head, and averted her face.
Seiji felt that something was brewing within her.
Perhaps it was … something really bad.
Just as he had a premonition of danger and was about to do something …
"You … saw everything?"
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