Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

Iaijutsu, behead!

A scream rang out, blood splattered everywhere, and all that remained on the ground was a pile of thick, black tentacles and a rabbit-foot amulet that had been almost completely burned to ashes.

With a flick of her wrist, wiping away the blood, Fujimaru Ritsuka sheathed the [Twilight Muramasa] sword, sighing inwardly: He got away even though I didn't use my Flash. I'm at a loss.

"Wow...so cool!" Suddenly, Sakura Hibiki's face was very close to Fujimaru Ritsuka's, her eyes sparkling. "What was that kick? And what was that sword? So cool! Can I imitate it?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka pushed away the chubby face with disdain: "No, I won't teach you, thank you."

"Hey bro, that's really not nice of you! Can't you give me some preferential treatment because I'm a pretty girl?"

"Women only slow me down the speed at which I draw my sword!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's face flushed. Watching the two interact, she felt a little disappointed. She really wanted to immediately use her phone to search on Yahoo! Question: What should a princess do after being rescued by a prince and finding him a bit unreliable? I need help urgently.

By the way, first pretend to be weak and vulnerable, and try to flirt with her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath, drawing their attention, and then pleaded pitifully, "Um, sir, could you help me up? My legs are a little weak..."

"Hey Shiyu~ Why didn't you call me? I'll come, I'll come!"

“Hibiki, you were just hit by a tentacle. I was worried you were seriously injured, so I'll leave it to that gentleman.” Kasumigaoka Utaha spoke rapidly, almost like a TV presenter, while frantically trying to stop her with her eyes.

Hibiki Sakura patted her body: "It's nothing, just a minor injury, I'm all better now." She hurriedly went over to help Kasumigaoka Utaha up, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

I gradually came to understand everything.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was shocked: Oh, I thought you were an idiot, but it turns out you were just pretending not to understand?

Sakura Hibiki gave her a look: Of course, when it comes to handsome guys, my brain works faster than anyone else's. Don't try to steal him from me.

The two "plastic" best friends were exchanging glances, but Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't notice and thought Sakura Hibiki was really badly injured.

He walked over and reached out to help, saying, "Let me lend a hand. Let's go out and rest on the deck chairs over there."

It is said that human skin has a temperature, with the forehead skin temperature at 34℃ and the hand skin temperature at 30℃. But Kasumigaoka Utaha disagrees with this answer; she now feels that the skin temperature at the junction of her forehead and arm exceeds 100℃.

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The three sat on chairs next to the vending machine. After introducing themselves, Fujimaru Ritsuka listened quietly to their descriptions of what had happened and formed her own judgment.

"Speaking of which, Fujimaru-kun, are you one of those dark heroes who silently protect people in the shadows every day and fight against evil forces?" Sakura Hibiki asked, her eyes shining.

Fujimaru Ritsuka waved her hand with a laugh: "No, I just happened to be passing by and helped out."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed softly, "Oh, I see. We were really lucky to be saved this time. But that guy still managed to escape. I'm really worried he'll come back for revenge."

Senior, I had no idea you were such a delicate person! Your behavior... could it be that you...?

Are you planning to use me as material for your next novel?

"Hmm... He was seriously injured, and I cut off all his tentacles and destroyed the medium he used for casting spells. He's probably alright, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little uncertain. He didn't have a way to contact the official special personnel, and if he wasn't mistaken, something unexpected might happen in Fukuoka City.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone: "How about we exchange contact information? If any suspicious persons appear, notify me immediately and I'll try my best to get there."

Kasumigaoka Utaha wrote down his contact information and set his number as an emergency number that could be called at any time.

Upon hearing Fujimaru Ritsuka's promise, she smiled sweetly, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, as shy as a water lily trembling in the cool breeze: "I believe you, Fujimaru-kun."

Sensing the slightly ambiguous atmosphere, Hibiki Sakura quickly raised her hand and shouted, "I believe you too, Fujimaru-kun!"

"Haha, then I'd better try to find that guy out as soon as possible. After all, the trust between the two girls is too heavy." Fujimaru Ritsuka laughed cheerfully.

A soft, eerie voice rang out: "Oh, isn't he cool? Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka swallowed hard. Without turning around, he glanced at his phone, which he hadn't noticed before: missed call 15.

Dangerous.

53. If the chest is an A cup, the fighting ability is naturally also an A cup.

"When I came downstairs, I found that he was gone. I couldn't find him nearby, and he wasn't answering his phone. I thought something had happened." Yukino Yukinoshita looked at him as if he were an insect. "I didn't expect that he would hook up with two beautiful girls in the blink of an eye and chat happily with them."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was speechless, unsure how to respond.

He wouldn't say things like, "I just entered a closed area and something unexpected happened; I can't get through on the phone at all."

Women are emotional, and when faced with their anger, daring to defend one's own behavior is undoubtedly making one's coffin lid more secure.

He rolled his eyes, trying to think of a solution.

Kasumigaoka Utaha has made her move.

She stood up with a smile and bowed slightly to greet you: "Excuse me, Fujimaru-kun saw a pervert trying to harm us and intervened, which is why he didn't have time to tell you. I should thank Fujimaru-kun for his help."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't tell the whole truth, thinking that ordinary people wouldn't believe such a thing.

Moreover, the feeling of sharing a little secret with a beautiful girl and her friend gives Kasumigaoka Utaha an even greater sense of superiority.

Especially since the two of them don't seem to have reached that point yet.

"Hmm?" Judge Yukinoshita raised an eyebrow, noticing that Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed completely unaware of her phone call.

So she concluded: "Did something supernatural just happen?"

hiss.

Utaha and Sakura Hibiki both inwardly cried out in alarm. So, they were the ones actually in the know? Were we just ordinary bystanders passively dragged into this?

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and sighed, "I heard Hachiman talk about people who use all sorts of supernatural abilities before, and I was wondering if there were any who would do evil. I didn't expect to run into one right away."

He shrugged, looking rather helpless.

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded noncommittally: "Not bad, as expected of you. You seem to encounter all sorts of incidents. Did you resolve them?"

"I didn't expect him to have an escape method; he still got away. But I did something to him, so I'll catch them all in one fell swoop later."

"Call me if you need help. I never thought that doing bad things would benefit you so much." Yukino still held a barb, subtly pricking him.

Fujimaru Ritsuka chuckled and managed to get away with it.

Hibiki Sakura and Utaha Kasumigaoka exchanged a glance:

(W-what's going on? There's absolutely no room for us to intervene?)

(Tsk, what a difficult woman, but why be a coward, just go for it.)

(I'm scared, I'll watch your performance.)

Hibiki Sakura shrank back a little. She was indeed a fan of handsome men. She joined Silverman Gym because she was attracted by the handsome face of the trainer, Yuuto Machi, but then she was deterred by his burly physique.

She hasn't replenished her "handsome guy energy" in a long time! But not now...

The snow woman over there exudes a chilling aura from beginning to end. If she appeared in a manga, the air would probably be filled with "gogogogogogogo" by now.

Under Hibiki Sakura's admiring gaze, Utaha Kasumigaoka bravely stepped forward: "Could you explain to us what happened? We're still a little scared about what happened earlier. From what you've said, it seems there have been more similar incidents?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart was pounding. If before she only had a slight liking for Fujimaru Ritsuka and wanted to flirt with her, now curiosity had taken over.

As a writer, she has a natural tendency to stir things up. If she missed out on such perfect real-life material, she would probably regret it for a long time.

(Perhaps, based on the material, I could write a love story set in the dark world, exploring the complexities and conflicts of identity, and the genuine emotions revealed by the male and female protagonists during a crisis. Ah~ just thinking about it gets me excited.)

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt her inspiration blossoming, and she was a little impatient, but Yukino Yukinoshita shattered her ruthless fantasy: "No."

"Huh?"

“Ordinary people who chase after supernatural events will only get deeper and deeper into trouble.” Yukino Yukinoshita recalled the conversation between Hachiman Hikigaya and them, at which time even Hachiman’s rotten eyes became sharp. “The more you understand the whole picture, the easier it is to get involved.”

"Mystery attracts mystery; you wouldn't want to encounter these supernatural events every few days."

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her lower lip, crossed her arms, unconsciously and somewhat defiantly highlighting her own greatness, and her tone became venomous: "Otherwise what? Being kept in the dark, knowing nothing, and then one day encountering the same villains again, or even the anomalies you mentioned, and suffering a tragedy in a daze?"

Yukino frowned: "Didn't you say we would wipe them all out?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha gave her a deep look, then suddenly laughed: "This classmate, you are too arrogant."

“If you belong to an official organization, then disregard what I said.”

“You think you have the power to solve things easily, but you have no obligation or responsibility to protect those of us who are caught up in this.”

"We are trembling with fear, and can only hope that you will have the kindness to save us?"

Yukino, after being rebuked by Kasumigaoka Utaha, actually nodded and admitted her point: "That's right, you're right. Whether it's depriving you of your right to know or what you did to those villains in private, it's not right in a certain sense."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips curled up—Very good, this attempt to confuse the issue and sow discord has succeeded. Now, that's settled.

“But,” she paused, revealing a sly smile that Fujimaru had never seen before, “we may not be government officials, but we can be enthusiastic citizens who support the government. So I have no obligation to explain this to you in detail.”

Yukino turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka and said, "Quickly contact Hachiman and ask him for the phone numbers of the officials in the Reform Association. We'll see how to handle this together later."

"Now, is everything alright?" Yukino Yukinoshita nodded generously to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Kasumigaoka Utaha blinked: What happened? I was just trying to use their sympathy to get some information, how did it turn out like this?

Yukino, seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha looking a bit flustered, patted her on the shoulder: "You're very smart, but unfortunately, we don't need to tell you these things. If you have any questions, I'll have that guy give you the official contact information later."

Shiyu was speechless.

Shi Yu's face was ashen.

Shiyu typed GG.

Before she could reply, Yukino turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka and said, "Let's hurry up and go. Our sisters are waiting for us to eat."

"Ah, okay." Fujimaru Ritsuka was enjoying the show so much that he was practically ready to take out some sunflower seeds. He quickly replied, gave Kasumigaoka Utaha an apologetic smile, and the two turned and left.

Sakura Hibiki blinked her big eyes and teasingly nudged Kasumigaoka Utaha with her elbow: "How about it, you've met your match, haven't you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her thumbnail, making a reluctant muffled sound: "She wins this time. But the real show is yet to come..."

She took out her phone, looked at the contact information on it, and regained her confidence.

54. Chicken hot pot is a specialty of Fukuoka and a must-try.

"Everyone, chicken hot pot is a specialty of Fukuoka, you have to try it." Yukinoshita Haruno sat in the main seat, smiling as she looked at the green dot amidst the sea of ​​red. "I don't like drinking or smoking, and I usually dislike high-calorie foods, but I still have to try this Fukuoka specialty hot pot. As for Fujimaru's undisciplined wandering behavior, let's talk about it while we eat."

The milky white chicken broth slowly boiled and heated up, but Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart felt a little cold.

He opened his mouth like a goldfish jumping out of its tank onto a table, courting death.

Aba aba.