Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

"That's right! This time, the strange thing that's entangled your daughter isn't just an ordinary little weirdo; it involves a lot of people and things. Including the missing Aki Tomoya, well-known doujin circles in the industry, and a light novel author who is currently having a very successful serialization, all of them are involved."

"Is that so?!" Sayuri Sawamura gently covered her mouth with her hand. "I wonder if you could help me with my daughter's problem, sir? Although the Sawamura family isn't exactly a wealthy family, we should be able to pay you a fairly generous reward."

(As long as Eriri's situation can be resolved, the amount of money paid is not an issue.)

“No, those aren’t necessary for now. I only need you to fulfill two conditions.” Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored Sawamura Sayuri’s surprised expression and held up two fingers.

"I need all the information, not only about Eriri Sawamura, but also about Tomoya Aki."

He bent one finger: "Afterwards, I need the Sawamura family to acknowledge a favor."

Sawamura Sayuri paused for a moment, then came to her senses: "The first condition is fine, I'll send someone to do it right away. As for the second..."

Sawamura Sayuri smiled wryly, "Throughout history, favors owed are never easy to repay..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a smile, "Believe me, Mrs. Sawamura, the second condition is more of a cooperation than a transaction."

Sawamura Sayuri gritted her teeth and extended her right hand: "It's come to this, I'm fine."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a win-win situation. It's a pleasure doing business with you."

10. The secret between the married woman and the boy is about to be discovered.

As Thunder Bluff Chieftain once said, a niche work should contain three elements: a sense of deception, a sense of powerlessness, and a sense of depravity.

While the tauren must die, it is undeniable that these three elements can be applied to how to drag others down and turn them into die-hard loyalists.

For example, first deceive certain people, turning the matter into a secret between the two parties:

“What happened today is between you and me, so please try to mention it to your daughter as little as possible, Mrs. Sawamura. After all, Kasumigaoka will be attending the same school as Sawamura in the future.” Fujimaru Ritsuka gently persuaded Sawamura Sayuri, “Besides, in our line of work, there’s a saying that ‘mystery attracts mystery.’ I hope that after resolving this issue for Sawamura, it will be a one-time solution so that no further incidents will occur.”

Sayuri Sawamura bit her lower lip and finally nodded. She decided to keep the matter as secret as possible, only telling her husband the general outline. As a mother and head of the family, she would bear this burden herself.

After making her choice, she immediately dialed the number and asked the private investigator to send over all the information they had recently gathered. Then she leaned back weakly on the sofa, feeling a little powerless: "Now, I wonder if Mr. Fujimaru can explain things more clearly."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, unperturbed, quickly explained her purpose while waiting for the documents to arrive: "In short, we are extraordinary individuals dealing with strange entities. We will soon be forming a new organization with like-minded partners to handle related incidents. Due to our shared school and other coincidences, Kasumigaoka-san noticed your daughter's situation, and in order to gain your family's support, we hope to resolve your daughter's problem. Before coming here, we also considered other factors, and Kasumigaoka-san has already conducted some basic research."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took some documents from her handbag and handed them to Sawamura Sayuri. Sayuri took them and quickly began to browse through them, growing increasingly alarmed with each reading.

As someone in the industry, Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately asked her editor, Machida Sonoko, to gather information that very day. The result was that she found clues without much effort—mainly because no one had connected these unusual events:

A certain old thief who spends all his time playing mahjong recently drew a new chapter.

A light novel author, whose financial freedom has long been a thing of the past, enthusiastically wrote a short story.

A certain irresponsible and procrastinating old man caught a group of people drawing original artwork and claimed that he was going to make a super dark 10-minute short film.

The super popular doujin circle rouge en rouge, which prioritizes quality over quantity, quickly completed a project, and an insider inadvertently revealed the team's burning passion.

Various old pigeons have also left their nests, and old trees are sprouting new buds.

The spectacle was so overwhelming that countless fans could hardly believe their eyes, exclaiming that aliens had imprisoned them in the House of Time and Spirit.

Although these are just some simple messages, it is enough to show that the people involved in the incidents come from a wide range of fields and are of different types, but they are basically concentrated on popular creators in the ACG field, and they also have something in common.

"Did all of these things get written into blog posts by a blogger called 'Taki-kun' in the last few months, whether they were forward-looking or summarizing? And is 'Taki-kun' the same person as the missing Aki Tomoya?" A wave of helplessness washed over her, and Sawamura Sayuri felt cold all over.

The detective had tried to find clues over the past few days, but to no avail. Aki Tomoya seemed to have vanished without a trace, as if he'd encountered Russian vodka.

At this moment, Sayuri Sawamura realized the breadth of the strange phenomena involved.

Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, Sawamura Sayuri tightly gripped Fujimaru Ritsuka's arm: "Since you're professionals, you must have a way to solve this!" At least... you can solve Eriri's problem, right?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka patted Sawamura Sayuri's hand, comforting her: "That's exactly why we're here. Please trust in our abilities."

A confident, unwavering gaze; composed, gentle movements; and a slow, yet powerful tone—these are the techniques for persuading others that Fujimaru Ritsuka has learned in her past studies.

Although he is still uncertain, and even after reviewing Kasumigaoka Utaha's materials, he still harbors a one in ten thousand chance that Sawamura Eriri is a suspect.

Incidentally, the missing Aki Tomoya has a 90% correlation with this.

"That's good..." Sayuri Sawamura chose not to think about anything else and simply indulged in the sense of security created by this boy.

She began to understand why people would place their hopes on clay sculptures. It was simply because nothing else could be done.

Yukino Yukinoshita and Utaha Kasumigaoka, sitting side by side, exchanged a meaningful glance, and the strange little radio station started up.

[This person...is really good at gaining people's trust!]

[That's right, when you're hanging on the edge of despair, if someone extends a helping hand, that's the greatest happiness.]

[Why do you talk like you know so much?]

[Of course, I know it perfectly.]

[Then we should keep an eye on Mrs. Sawamura.]

[agree.]

A series of email delivery notifications interrupted their eye contact.

Sawamura Sayuri snapped out of her daze, coughed, and regained her elder's dignity: "The information has been sent over. Please take a look, Mr. Fujimaru, and see if there's anything we can use it for."

"Of course, please rest assured." Fujimaru Ritsuka took the tablet from Sawamura Sayuri, opened the emails, and carefully studied the information the detective had collected together with the two heads that had come closer.

In a different setting, Sayuri Sawamura would probably secretly marvel at the beauty of youth, record the scene before her, then change the genders of the three characters to male, and then unfold a forbidden story.

Unfortunately, it's now...

That's not right...

What's there to regret? Why can't I paint now? Is inspiration such an inconvenient thing?

Sawamura Sayuri vaguely sensed something was wrong, but her body, more obedient than her mind, had already pulled out her graphics tablet and connected it to the empty laptop beside her...

More than half an hour later, the reading and recording work finally came to an end. Fujimaru Ritsuka rubbed his swollen temples and was about to look up to speak to Sawamura Sayuri when he saw her excitedly using the graphics tablet, her fingers moving so fast they became blurry streaks.

He covered his face tightly: "I've decided on you, Kasumigaoka. Use the hypnotic powder on her."

"...How come you still have the idea of ​​carrying me around? What a repressed pervert." Kasumigaoka Utaha said strangely, but her hands didn't slow down. She successfully cast the spell, making Sawamura Sayuri slowly fall onto the sofa.

"What! What did you do to my mother?!" Eriri Sawamura stood on the stairs, dumbfounded!

11. Why is your mind filled with nothing but pornography and violence?

Imagine this: a young woman has been working tirelessly for days. She finally manages to doze off for an hour, only to wake up to find her still young and lovely mother drugged, and a boy leaning over her nearby…

What kind of experience is that?

Eriri Sawamura screamed almost without thinking, then realized something was wrong. Looking at the tall boy who had straightened up, her mind a complete mess, she trembled uncontrollably: What stupid thing had I done? Shouldn't I have called the police first?

Right now, only she and that boy are awake at home. How dangerous!

Oh, and there are two cute girls next to them...

This is outrageous! What a beast! Breaking into someone's home with two girls and doing this to their mother?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka watched as Sawamura Eriri stood there, her face flushed and steaming, and couldn't help but be speechless: What's with your face turning red?!

“Um, Sawamura Eriri-san…” Fujimaru Ritsuka tentatively took a step forward, preparing to explain that she wanted to check on Sawamura Sayuri’s body, oops, to see if she was injured.

"Don't come any closer!" Eriri Sawamura took a half step back on the stairs, shouting fiercely but weakly, "You'd better get out of here right now! If I shout, the neighbors will come to check immediately. And I've already called the police!" She secretly reached into her pocket, but found nothing.

"..."

Were you serious about taking half a step back?

Your neighbor lives hundreds of meters away! The kind of distance where you could scream your lungs out during S&M and no one would necessarily hear you!

Your fierce look is only good for fooling kids!

Besides, he seems like a respectful and kind young man to me. Stop having lewd thoughts all the time. Do you really think that kind of anime plot is everywhere?

Fujimaru Ritsuka snapped her fingers silently, and Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was suppressing a laugh, made a hand gesture. Suddenly, ropes made of light appeared and tied up Sawamura Eriri, while also thoughtfully stuffing a gag into her mouth.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Eriri Sawamura, whose mind was clouded, struggled violently, only managing to make muffled thuds. She looked at the fat woman in black stockings with resentment, recognizing her as Kasumigaoka Utaha, a well-known figure from the private Toyonosaki Academy.

The supernatural phenomenon did not calm her down; instead, it deepened her misunderstanding: Could this be the plot of those erotic novels and games?

The boy, who was eyeing the married woman's body, used various despicable and lewd methods to subdue girls who could use strange magic in order to win her over. He then led them into the married woman's house and drugged her.

Just as he was about to succeed, the woman's daughter woke up and tried to stop the boy's violence, only to find herself walking into the lion's den.

The tragic story of a mother and child eating donburi is about to unfold...

Eriri Sawamura sadly closed her eyes, giving up the struggle. She would just consider it a dog bite, count the stains on the ceiling, and it would all pass quickly.

"...I always feel like you're thinking about something indecent," Fujimaru Ritsuka said, her anger rising as she looked at her expression. "When you see trains, infirmaries, gym equipment rooms, or hypnotized sleeping wives, you always come up with all sorts of lewd things. Only at these times can your lewd imaginations take such a leap!"

He righteously refuted the other party's vulgar thoughts, but the other party didn't buy it. Yukino Yukinoshita even poked his shoulder: "Before that, you should tell Kasumigaoka-san not to use a tortoise shell to tie people up. Anyone who sees it will misunderstand."

Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly withdrew her gaze. Tsk, Taihei, utterly uninteresting.

For some unknown reason, both conscious women present instinctively clenched their fists.

Kasumigaoka Utaha puffed out her chest triumphantly: "Alright, I'll remove the restraints now, but Sawamura Eriri-san, don't do anything reckless, or next time it'll be a Trojan horse."

Is this guy a little too knowledgeable?

The rope formed from light snapped inch by inch. Eriri Sawamura rubbed her hands and feet as she stood up.

Her mind finally cleared up a bit, and she realized that the other party meant no harm. She seemed to have made a blunder—because if that boy had any evil intentions, she would have been put in forty-eight different positions.

"Then let's sit down and talk."

The misunderstanding was finally cleared up, and the four of them sat down on the sofa. Eriri sat down next to Sawamura Sayuri, stroking her mother with concern, and heard her murmur in her sleep, "No, no, I can't eat anymore~"

"..."

Under Eriri Sawamura's scrutinizing and suspicious gaze, Ritsuka Fujimaru remained unfazed: "Sawamura-san, we were invited by your mother to help you with your problem. But just now, during our conversation, she suddenly developed symptoms similar to yours. To avoid harming Mrs. Sawamura, we had no choice but to put her to sleep for the time being."

Even the mother was implicated?

Eriri Sawamura felt a pang of frustration, as if someone had grabbed her heart. She composed herself and said, "Since you're a professional, you must have a way to solve our little problem, right?"

"Huh? Flat-chested monster, that's not the way to ask for a favor! You should ask properly!" Kasumigaoka Utaha sensed the barb in Sawamura Eriri's words and retorted without backing down, facing off against Kinetsu.

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded in agreement: "That's right. We've only reached a preliminary cooperation agreement with Mrs. Sawamura. Please note that we are not in an employer-employee relationship, so please respect our professionalism."

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't speak, but just looked at Sawamura Eriri with a smile. Although she didn't know if Eriri was still in a state of confusion or was testing her, the relationship between Chaldea and the Sawamura family couldn't be unequal from the start.

"...I'm sorry, I've been quite confused these past few days, and with my mother also falling ill, I couldn't help but feel anxious." Eriri Sawamura clasped her hands together and bowed her head deeply. "I hope you can forgive my careless words just now and help us resolve this problem."

She paused, then added hopefully, "Also, my friend Aki Tomoya has gone missing in the incident. Please help with the search and rescue. Although I cannot make a promise on behalf of my mother, I will do my best to repay her."