Thinking that every day he woke up, he would return to the state he was in when he left—all the stains and scents from those timelines vanishing without a trace—Akira felt even more that this Eroge was truly magical.
Distorted spacetime. Visualized capture progress. Data panels. Skills, rewards, and even an Eroge mall, although there wasn't anything particularly useful in the mall. But none of that negated how awesome this Eroge was.
Perhaps it was far more powerful than it currently appeared, with more things to come in later chapters.
The mother and daughter in Chapter One. The stalking in Chapter Two.
What would Chapter Three be?
Akira was very much looking forward to it. After all, he could gain data, unlock trophies, and unlock skills while enjoying himself—and these skills could be applied to two battlefields simultaneously. Even more incredible was that all these targets were beautiful girls from various anime.
Hiss~!
Akira felt his blood boil just thinking about it.
He hoped the clear reward for Chapter Two would be a bigger house. Just like the skyscraper he had gone to find Busujima Saeko in that day.
With pleasant aspirations, Akira stretched.
Oh, right—today was the day the typhoon made landfall.
Just as he was thinking about this, the door opened. Busujima Saeko walked in from the other side and immediately gave Akira a very strong hug.
"Good morning, darling~!"
"Hmm, good morning."
"Although I've already complained about it, I still want to say—your school doesn't give holidays during a typhoon? Thumbs down."
"Alright, darling. Let's get ready first."
Akira only then remembered. "Saeko, you didn't practice this morning!"
"It's all your fault, darling."
Busujima Saeko pushed Akira into the washroom. "Don't worry. I'll make up for it today."
Oh~!
Busujima Saeko had another reason to come back here.
She squeezed toothpaste for Akira, poured water, and handed it to him. Then she placed a basin of lukewarm water nearby.
Akira's experience this morning was one of being waited on hand and foot. If he wanted to be lewd, Busujima Saeko would absolutely not hesitate.
This life is just too good.
After returning to the interface, he started to ponder.
Of course, it will be even more enjoyable later.
"Saeko, I'll pick you up at noon today to look at properties, and while we're at it, I'll clarify the rumors about you being a kept woman."
"Mm. I'll listen to Mr. Akira."
"Big sister, do you also have to go to the coastal area because we're short on staff?"
The members of the Fubuki Group asked with concern.
The last mission had made them realize their weakness. Everyone was working hard. But some things are determined from birth—effort helps, but not much, especially in such a short time.
"It's still uncertain if the Deep Sea Tribe will take the opportunity to land. I'm just driving around in my free time."
Fubuki had made her decision, and no one could dissuade her. They dispersed, planning to continue training.
This guy… he left his number, but he really won't call me.
Akira had left a deep impression on her during their last encounter. Of course, the deepest impression was his grab. To this day, no one had seen her in that state, nor had anyone touched that particular spot.
She picked up her phone and put it to her ear. "I have some inside information. I wonder if Mr. Akira would like to know?"
"What inside information?"
"How about we find a restaurant and sit down to talk slowly? Do you have time this afternoon?"
"Of course!"
"Then let's meet at my villa around three or four. Since it's your first visit, you'll have to bring something good."
"Alright!"
After hanging up the phone, Fubuki drove to the shopping street.
Akira, meanwhile, was calculating that if his villa still collapsed after all this, there would be no justice.
Hahaha.
He also needed to buy some things. Although the villa was fully furnished, there wasn't even a single thing to eat. To entertain Fubuki, he obviously needed to go grocery shopping first.
Oh, and he wondered how the repairs on his small supermarket were coming along.
"Hello~! I'm sorry, I can't work as a convenience store clerk anymore. I've recovered my memories, and I plan to become a Hero in a couple of days. Mm-hmm, thank you for your kind words."
After resolving this small matter, Akira drove off again, heading to the supermarket to shop.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Kirigaya Suguha choked on water. Her mother immediately rushed over with concern.
"I'm fine, Mom. My stomach just hurts a bit. Anyway, I've taken leave from school."
"Mm. I'll take good care of myself. I'm the ace of our school."
Returning to her room, Kirigaya Suguha collapsed directly onto the bed.
Akira's scent still lingered on it, making her feel a little disoriented.
Seriously. If it weren't for that guy, why would it hurt so much today? It's all his fault!
Kirigaya Suguha rubbed her stomach. A "hemostatic patch" was on her lower abdomen.
The national kendo tournament was in a few days. Oh, stomach, you can't fail me now.
What is that guy doing?
I wonder if he's thinking of me.
Oh my~!
Just thinking about last night's scene made her face instantly turn red. She buried her head in the pillow and couldn't pull it out.
"Hmm~! It's that sports car."
"Look, that's the ace of the Kendo Club."
"Someone got out of the car. It's a young man. Look, look—he's hugging Senior Busujima."
"He's waving at me. He's so handsome."
A few girls stood by the window like infatuated fans, stomping their feet in excitement.
"When will my Prince Charming come to pick me up in a sports car?"
"Go take a nap quickly. You'll have everything in your dreams."
Stepping on the gas, the sports car sped all the way to the villa area.
This area was outside the evacuation zone, and occasionally a few cars could still be seen.
Akira stepped on the brakes. Busujima Saeko sat up and pulled out a tissue. This was not at Akira's request—she had sought him out herself shortly after getting in the car.
Entering the villa, the living room inside was spacious and transparent—large enough to place a basketball hoop and play a full court game.
"There are groceries I bought today in the refrigerator. The water, electricity, and gas are all available here."
"Alright, my dear. Just watch me perform!"
Noon passed quickly. Considering the travel time, the two only had time for a meal. However, on the way, Busujima Saeko had an extra meal.
At three in the afternoon, a sports car parked in front of Akira's villa.
"Drive it in. The typhoon will make landfall soon. If your car is left outside and gets damaged, you'll be heartbroken."
Akira opened the garage door, allowing Fubuki's car to park inside.
Fubuki got out and took out her gift—a Kobe beef gift box. It wasn't cheap, nor was it too expensive. It was just right for Akira, who had just set up his new home.
"Thank you!"
Taking Fubuki's gift, Akira invited her to sit in the living room and poured her a cup of hot tea.
"It's good that you're here. If anything happens, you can go out and fight directly."
"Last time, I already saw that you cherish this villa very much."
Akira nodded. "How could I not cherish my own house?"
"Listening to you, it seems the Deep Sea Tribe might be making a comeback?"
Akira's mind was clear as day. If it weren't for the Deep Sea Tribe, would he have come here? Don't even think about it.
But speaking of this, Akira suddenly had a bold idea.
Bewitch Heart activated.
"Yes, the Hero Association is prepared. This typhoon may very well see the Deep Sea Tribe's regular army taking the opportunity to land. I received a mission, which is why I'm in this vicinity."
"Hmm~! I think the Deep Sea Tribe's regular army will not only land, but after the typhoon makes landfall, there will also be an unpredictable southward shift. The king of the Deep Sea Tribe—Deep Sea King—will kill his way south along with the typhoon."
Fubuki's gaze turned cold. "I'm not joking."
"I'm not joking either. How about we make a bet?"
Akira was very confident. It seemed Bewitch Heart worked as he expected—it could not only have a positive effect but also an inverse effect according to his will. He just didn't know the limit of this skill.
"You talk as if you've seen it."
Akira spread his hands. "I have indeed seen it."
Fubuki folded her arms. The information she had received was that the Deep Sea Tribe might take this opportunity to land. That is to say, even some at the Hero Association headquarters couldn't precisely know if they would come. So how could Akira make such a judgment?
Seen it? That's even more preposterous.
"Where?"
"In the future."
In an instant, Fubuki found her queenly aura. "Alright. I'll bet with you. If you lose, you join the Fubuki Group."
Akira smiled and directly used a big move. "If I win, you have to be my forbidden plaything."
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