In the end, Eight-cloud Ink invited Narako and Kezi to his house as guests.
"We live next door to your house."
Narako took the black tea from Eight-cloud Ink and stared at Eight-cloud Ink.
"I didn't expect to meet the legendary monster of Fantasy Village! Are you really a man? "
"A man!"
Eight Cloud Mo's voice was resolute and decisive.
"A man! Because it's important, I have to say it twice! "
"Oh oh oh! It's great that you're a man! "
Narako suddenly jumped up from the chair and hung onto Eight-cloud Ink's shoulder.
"In this way, Narako can do some [Beep], [Beep] and [Beep] loving things with the legendary Yakumo!"
"How bad are your teeth?!"
After making Narako hold her head and squat down to defend herself, Yakumo turned his eyes to Katsuko.
The Evil God girl was sitting there calmly, playing with the PSP in her hand.
"I say, what are you doing?"
"Young man, I'm playing your doujinshi game."
Kezi said without raising her head.
"Let's ask first …"
A big "well" appeared on Eight-cloud Ink's head.
"… What's the name of the game?"
"Legend of Dongfang Mo."
Eight Cloud Mo heaved a sigh of relief. The name sounded quite normal. There was nothing that needed to be changed.
"Ah, Kezi, you're playing that 18X game again!"
Narako on the side suddenly shouted.
18X！？
Eight-cloud Ink's ahoge shook and pointed at the PSP in Kezi's hand.
"Shua!" Eight Cloud Ink snatched the PSP from Kezi's hand.
"Ah, young man, my game."
"Confiscated!"
After snatching the PSP, Yakumo lowered her head and glanced at the screen. Then, her entire face turned red.
On the screen, a CG animation was playing.
His legendary sister who was forever 17 years old was lying in his arms shyly. The whole scene was full of eroticism.
"Pa!!"
After crushing the PSP, Eight-cloud Ink raised his head and looked at the sobbing Kezi.
"You're not allowed to play with such things in the future!"
"Tsk, so stingy."
Ke Zi turned her head away, her long ponytails swinging in a beautiful arc.
"Sigh, I'm about to lose all hope …"
In just one day, Eight-cloud Ink had already encountered his own doujinshi work twice. He instantly felt very tired.
"Young man, your San value suddenly dropped so much."
"Yo! Darling! Don't worry about that. Let's play some games with love! "
On the other side, Narako tried to rush up again.
After pressing her palm on Narako's head and pressing down her ahoge, Yakumo suppressed her anger and asked, "What's the matter with you? This is the first time we've met, right?! What the hell is that darling? "
"Hehehe, I fell in love with Dear at first sight when I saw her doujinshi for the first time! Now that I've seen the real Dear, ah ~ ~ ~ Narako is so excited that she's about to get pregnant … "
"You're a hundred times worse than that perverted guy who wrote the haters!!"
Eight-cloud Ink couldn't hold back anymore and gave Narako an eighteen hit combo.
"Braw- Bro!!!"
Narako's cry echoed in the room.
⑧
The next day.
Eight-cloud Ink, who had just woken up, walked out of his bedroom in his pajamas in a daze.
After washing up, he was still a bit tired and walked down the stairs with squinted eyes.
"Ah, darling, you're up!"
A cheerful female voice came from the kitchen, and then a silver-haired girl with long ahoge on her head poked her head out.
It was Narako.
"Oh, Narako."
After greeting Narako, Eight-cloud Ink went to the living room and sat on the sofa.
Across from him, Kezi, who was focused on playing a PSP game, greeted him without raising her head.
"Young man, good morning."
"Good morning …"
Eight-cloud Ink, who was leaning on the sofa, was silent for a while, then suddenly reacted. He jumped up and pointed at Narako and Kezi, who were walking out of the kitchen with breakfast, and shouted, "Wait! Why are you two in my house!? "
"Aiya, darling!"
Narako covered her face with her hands, full of shyness.
"As a wife, it's normal to prepare breakfast for her husband in the morning."
Kezi, "My door can only withstand up to 800 degrees after testing. Also, I'm just here to be a bystander."
"Bystander your ass! What's with that test that doesn't sound right from the name?! Did you guys just melt my door?! " And Narako, I don't remember having that kind of relationship with you! "
Eight-cloud Ink held his forehead, last night he already knew how difficult it was to deal with this girl who called herself a demon god.
"Forget it, do whatever you want. By the way, Kezi, are you playing my doujinshi game again?"
"Normal bullet screen game – >."
After hearing Kezi's reply, Eight-cloud Ink was finally relieved.
Yesterday, he found a number of 18X games in Kezi's pocket, which were comparable to the ones he encountered in the early spring.
All of them were games with him as the main character or in which he appeared.
"Time to eat!"
Narako, who was setting the breakfast on the table, waved her hand and called.
"You're really energetic."
Seeing Narako so energetic early in the morning, Eight-cloud Ink chuckled.
Although her personality was a bit bad, this girl still cared about him.
Although Eight-cloud Ink was very suspicious of her so-called "love at first sight" explanation.
He sat down at the dining table and looked at the exquisite breakfast in front of him.
Rice, natto, fried salmon, egg, and miso soup.
Although it was simple, it was very delicious.
"Thank you."
"Aiya, darling, you don't have to do this! If you really want to thank me, give me a kiss of love, wooo — "
Eight-cloud Ink raised the fork in his hand and threw it directly at Narako's head.
"Karita — Ktill!"
Narako, who was hit on the forehead by the fork, screamed and fell to the ground.
On the other side, Kezi, who was quietly eating breakfast, saw the fork and her body trembled subconsciously.
Eight-cloud Ink immediately noticed this.
"You … are afraid of forks?"
"Gulp …"
Kezi swallowed hard and glanced at the fork on Narako's forehead with an ugly expression. She nodded silently.
Eight-cloud Ink was speechless.
According to what these two girls said, they were the dignified Evil Gods. Why were they afraid of forks? Did they add a cute attribute on purpose?
"Darling, you're so rude …"
Narako rubbed her forehead and stood up from the ground with a pout. Then, she energetically sat beside Eight-cloud Ink and her petite body took the initiative to lean on him.
"Narako, I'm going to get angry."
After noticing the strange attribute of the two girls who were afraid of forks, Eight-cloud Ink decisively raised the other fork on the table at Narako.
The Evil God girl was so scared that the ahoge on her head trembled.
Finally, when they finally calmed down, Eight-cloud Ink asked Narako who was still sitting beside him and refused to leave, "Speaking of which, you're also from another world like me. What are you doing here?"
"The chairman arranged for us to go to school. At the same time, he's also a disciplinary committee member or something."
School?
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the two girls who were about the same age as her.
Why were they students and she was arranged to be a teacher?
"By the way, shouldn't students live in the dormitory? Why are you living here? "
"Ah, if I live in a dormitory with two people, my chastity will be in great danger …"
Narako suddenly looked at Kezi with an unfriendly expression.
"Narako, you're not being frank."
Eight-cloud Ink suddenly felt that even if they moved out, Narako's chastity would still be in great danger — in various senses.
"Then, do you know other people from another world?"
"Yes!"
Narako raised her hand up high.
"There's a Chinese restaurant in the seventh school district. The manager there is also from another world. His name is Liu Angxing!"
On the other side, Kezi raised her hand, "By the way, we're regulars there."
Narako: "In addition, there's a popular singer called Miku who also transmigrated here like us!"
Kezi: "By the way, we like her songs very much."
Narako: "Also, the latest urban legend mentioned that there's a doll store in the school. The manager is a doll!"
Kezi: "By the way, the guy called Mercury Lamp is very annoying."
With a "clatter" sound, the fork in Eight-cloud Ink's hand fell to the ground.
Was this still the Academy City that he was familiar with?
Are you sure this isn't a universe transit station …
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