In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

Even if you say that, my answer will remain the same: the fact that I like the opposite sex will not change.

"Please, please don't change, otherwise I, sitting in front of you, will never feel at ease."

The slight awkwardness between the boys was dispelled effortlessly with a few words of banter.

The two opened their drinks and took a sip.

"However, Fukube, I am quite curious about your purpose in calling me out to tell me these things."

"I don't have any particular purpose, I just wanted to remind you that it's fine to want to get closer to Touma-san, but please remember to protect your crotch and don't follow in the footsteps of that guy from the music class."

Fukube Satoshi said this in a half-joking tone, then his tone changed and his expression became slightly more serious.

"Furthermore, it's been two weeks since the new semester started, and I haven't seen Touma say more than three sentences to anyone in the class. In a sense, you, Suzumiya, are the first person to break her silence. Although her previous behavior was somewhat inappropriate, it's really too much for her to be collectively ostracized by the guys in the music class just because of that."

I haven't experienced what Touma went through, but I can roughly understand the pain of being excluded from a group. So I thought that in the new semester and new class, even if I can't make her forget her past experiences, I shouldn't let her relive that painful experience again.

Suzumiya Chisato listened to him quietly the whole time, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"Hey, Fukube."

"kindness?"

"You're actually quite popular with girls, aren't you?"

"Why do you say that?"

"The amount of amenity is too high."

"This is just part of my job."

Suzumiya Senri asked in confusion,

"Within one's duties?"

Fukube Satoshi looked completely bewildered.

"...On the day the class committee members were selected, I was successfully elected as the class monitor with 27 votes, and I chaired three class meetings after that. Didn't you notice that, Ryoumiya?"

A familiar, radiant smile appeared on Chisato Suzumiya's face.

"Hahaha, Class President Fukube, Lord Fukube, you really can't take a joke, huh? Haven't you gotten used to my way of joking yet?"

Just then, someone happened to pass by and called out to Fukube Satoshi.

"A friend is calling me, so I'll see you later."

"Okay, see you later."

After watching him leave, the smile on Suzumiya Senri's face disappeared.

He had some complaints about the original owner of the body, wondering why he had so few useful memories about school, and why he couldn't even remember the names of his classmates.

On the contrary, it's the trivial things that I remember so clearly.

For example, I remember those anime characters who did live streams online, like the one with the sheep and the wolf as a couple, with exceptional clarity! But what's the point of remembering something so clearly?

The original owner even gave them tips, even though he was just a student with no financial means.

As a result, when he transmigrated, he only had less than 20,000 yen left in his wallet. In Tokyo, a proper meal outside would cost at least 1,000 yen.

There are still more than two weeks until the date my family sends me the money. I really don't know how I'm going to get through this time.

Suzumiya Chisato crushed the empty beverage bottle and threw it into the trash can.

He opened his wallet and looked at it, then decided not to worry about it anymore. It wasn't enough anyway. He could either shamelessly ask his family for help or go out and find some odd jobs. As long as he had hands and feet, he wouldn't starve to death in the modern city.

I bought a loaf of bread and a bottle of milk.

This is the necessary item that Chisato Suzumiya prepared to raise Touma Kazusa's affection level.

I hope everything goes smoothly so that she can reach a heart level of affection for me soon and unlock the Pure Love System's shop function for me.

Thinking this, he took a few steps, but then slowly retreated.

He looked toward the corner space at the bottom of the stairs.

That casual glance just now wasn't a mistake; it was that dusty space crammed with desks and all sorts of odds and ends.

What was showing... wearing indoor shoes, it was definitely a calf.

Someone collapsed there!

Incident! Suicide? Murder?!

Is the world I've traveled through, and the things happening around me, finally about to get exciting?!

With a mix of nervousness and excitement, Suzumiya Chisato walked in that direction.

After that, what came into view was a strange girl.

What makes it strange is her style of dressing.

She wore outdated outdoor sweatpants under the pleated skirt that JK (high school girl) was so proud of.

A breathtaking sense of style.

It was to be expected that she would not react at all to Suzumiya Chisato walking towards her.

The girl with pink hair was lying sprawled on the floor, her eyes glazed over, her mouth wide open and drooling.

Although it's not very good to make such assumptions, Chisato Suzumiya did indeed think of the female protagonists after sex in certain adult films that are not suitable for children.

Their expressions were not much different from those of the girl in front of them.

It's just as bad, and I really want to do something even more outrageous.

[Ding! Goto Ichiri... has been confirmed as a high-quality woman.]

Huh?!

Suzumiya Senri looked at the prompts given by the Pure Love System.

Then look down at the girl lying on the ground, looking completely disheveled.

He fell into a state of existential doubt.

…………

Chapter 18 is so troublesome!

Suzumiya Chisato couldn't understand why the pure love system, which had seemed so strict before, now had such low standards for judging high-quality women.

Even though he opened his eyes wide and tried his best to find something remarkable about the other party, when faced with the unidentified pink liquid spilled on the floor, he ultimately gave up after a slight twitch in his eye.

The Pure Love System's explanation of this is quite simple and quite certain.

[Host, we are of one mind and one body. Please believe me, I will not harm you.]

"..."

Okay, since you've said that, I'll believe you this once.

Suzumiya Chisato crouched down, reached out to the girl who was still unconscious, and picked up the phone that had fallen to the ground not far from her hand.

In his view, the reason why the girl ended up like this may be closely related to the content on her phone.

The scene was easy to imagine. She received a message on her phone and instinctively took it out to check it, only to find it was bad news. She was completely unprepared and collapsed onto the floor like a pitiful pink slime that had been flattened, looking both pathetic and hilarious.

Suzumiya Chisato looked at her phone, her face showing an expression of "I knew it."

However, he was not pleased with himself for guessing the truth. Looking at the girl's chat history with others on his phone screen, a conflicting feeling of sympathy and amusement filled his heart.

The page displayed on the girl's phone shows the chat history as follows.

[Yako-kun: What about this week's friend request fee?]

[Goto Ichiri: I'm...sorry, my allowance hasn't come in yet.]

[Yako-kun: What? We agreed on a weekly friend fee, that's why I reluctantly became your friend.]

[Goto Ichiri: ...I'm so sorry, I'll get my allowance in two weeks, can I give it to you then?]

[Yasu: No need. I always get weird looks when I hang out with Goto-kun anyway. Maybe it's better if we don't stay friends.]

[Goto Ichiri: No, no, Hachimiya-kun! I just remembered I still have some money in my piggy bank. I'll smash it tonight and give you my friend fee tomorrow!]

The other party has deleted you; your message was not successfully sent.

The last message on the screen, sent by Goto Ichiri, was followed by a glaring red exclamation mark.

This also signifies that her friendship with this classmate, Hachimiya, has officially come to an end at this moment.

After reading the chat content on her phone, Suzumiya Chisato silently locked the screen and put the phone back where it was.

Strange, what's wrong with my eyes? They've inexplicably gotten wet.

He saw nothing; the content was truly heartbreaking.

Looking at Goto Ichiri lying on the floor now, Suzumiya Chisato had a completely different feeling.

I always felt that she was a little pitiful.

Another thing is that it makes people worry.

In this society, there are actually people with social anxiety who are so clumsy that they would choose to use money to pave the way for making friends.

Suzumiya Chisato sighed. Even if she left it alone, the girl would eventually wake up on her own.

But now that we've seen and noticed her situation, there's no way we can ignore it.

In The Sims, he was full of wicked schemes and successfully manipulated Kasumigaoka Utaha into falling in love with him and having a child.

But in real life, he is still a kind-hearted young man.

"Wake up, student."

Suzumiya Chisato gently nudged Goto Ichiri's shoulder.

The other person's half-open mouth made an ambiguous "ooh ooh ooh" sound because of his movements, but he still didn't seem to be recovering from the blow.

Having no other choice, Chisato Suzumiya resorted to a method she had seen in many TV dramas to revive someone who had fallen into a coma.

He extended his thumb and pressed it against the other person's philtrum, applying slight downward pressure.

"Well--"