Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

"What? How come you're making me sound like some kind of volatile, explosive otaku? Listen up, Abby isn't some 12-year-old loli."

"Is that the point? I guess I should call the police over and see if they'll believe your nonsense~" Yukino Yukinoshita took out her phone.

"...I think internal disputes should be resolved internally. I apologize to you." Fujimaru Ritsuka decisively surrendered.

Abigail, standing next to her, pouted, looking a little annoyed: "Why can't I get a word in edgewise? I'm so anxious!"

49. Preparing to take Abby to do this and that.

Abby was a little unhappy: I was here first, so why is this happening?

However, being a good kid, Abby certainly wouldn't rashly interrupt their conversation.

Seeing that their bickering was about to end, Abigail decisively interrupted their conversation: "Captain, after hearing what Abigail said, you seemed to have something on your mind. I wonder what you're thinking about?"

"It's nothing, Abby. I was just thinking about your ghost encounter earlier."

"Oh, it's a ghost encounter, then... um?!"

Abby: OxO

Her eyes widened, and she pulled out a teddy bear from somewhere, hugging it tightly to her chest. A little scared, yet also a little excited, she asked, "Commander, what are you talking about with this ghost encounter?"

Yukino Yukinoshita, having not heard Abby's previous account, couldn't help but become curious: after awakening the power from Meltlily, she had toured the school but hadn't discovered anything strange.

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her eyebrows with a mischievous grin and explained to Abby, one by one, what had happened to her that day, combining it with the seven mysterious legends of the school.

The aftereffects of the liqueur-filled chocolates had slowly worn off, and Abby began to recall the illogical parts of what had happened before. She sat trembling in her chair, clutching her teddy bear, and started to feel a sense of lingering fear—was even the little friend who asked for help in the toilet a ghost?

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at Abigail curled up in a tiny ball and was a little speechless: You've already defeated so many monsters, are you still afraid now?

Perhaps it was Yukino Yukinoshita's subtle expression that reminded Abby, and she belatedly realized: Oh right, although the contents of the legend were bizarre and frightening, didn't I defeat them all by myself? Abby also seems to have saved a few ordinary middle-aged men who got caught up in it, right? Abby is super~ amazing.

Abigail perked up again, her hands on her hips begging for praise, which prompted Fujimaru Ritsuka to pat her head and praise her.

My heart was pounding and my head was spinning. Abby buried her face behind her teddy bear in embarrassment—the group leader has been praising me a lot lately, and I'm so embarrassed.

Although that's what she thought, Abby still unconsciously rubbed her head against Fujimaru Ritsuka's palm, chuckling.

"But speaking of which, Yukinoshita, you haven't encountered a situation like this before, have you?"

“Yes, you’re right, not at all.” Yukino Yukinoshita affirmed his words. Judging from Abigail’s schedule today, Soubu High School should have been in trouble long ago, not as peaceful as it is now.

Mystery attracts mystery. Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly thought of this phrase.

So, is it because Abigail, who possesses a higher status in the mystic world, came here that triggered the materialization of the strange legends of Soubu High School? Or has reality reached a turning point, and will a series of bizarre events occur next?

If it's the latter, then it seems Chiba Prefecture won't be so peaceful either.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's sense of urgency intensified. Although the Special Affairs Bureau was still handling various procedures with Haruno, and Chiba was not yet under Chaldea's control, Fujimaru Ritsuka had long considered Chiba her own territory.

Strange things are like cockroaches; if you see one or two, it means there are many more larvae quietly growing in your house. The same applies to strange things; if one appears, many more will follow.

Ordinary cockroaches can be easily dealt with using insecticides or cockroach traps, but the strange ones are the Martian cockroaches, which are extremely ferocious and incredibly cunning.

He decided to urge Yang Nai's side again later to complete the formalities as soon as possible, and at the same time find a time to hold a three-way meeting with Mrs. Sawamura and Yukinoshita's mother to coordinate manpower and resources to clean the house.

However, that's a matter for later. Today's primary task is still to figure out how to settle Abigail.

So Bubble, for the sake of how good I am to your daughter, please don't cause any more trouble. This place can't withstand the weight of observers from the distant abyss.

"Abby, we don't have any exams this afternoon, so we don't have to go to class. How about we go out for lunch together, and then go shopping? I'll buy you some bedding and clothes that you like."

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Abigail: "Well, there weren't many options at Chaldea. At most, I could only change into long-sleeved dresses, jackets, and swimsuits."

But things are different now. I must buy her more clothes to satisfy my desire to collect spirit costumes.

"Shopping with the group leader? Great! I can't wait!" Abigail cheered, raising her hands high.

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded, thinking it was a good idea: "Indeed. The bedding in the guest room doesn't seem very suitable for a cute child like Abby. Since we're staying for a long time, we should buy some bedding that she likes. Let's go shopping together in a bit."

Abigail then belatedly realized that this wasn't a shopping trip for the two of them... But Abigail didn't dislike Yukinoshita either, so shopping together was fine, wasn't it?

She jumped off the chair, looking a little impatient, took the two men's hands, and led everyone out.

"Ah-hello. Yui Yuigahama reporting for duty! ...Huh? What's going on? Why are you leaving as soon as I arrive?" Yui, completely bewildered, looked at the three people who had walked to the door, at a loss for what to do.

I have this feeling that I'm the only one who doesn't know anything.

A big question mark popped up on Yui Yuigahama's head.

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When Yui mentioned shopping to Yuigahama, she happily agreed to join in—although she still didn't understand why this cute little girl wanted to stay at Yukino Yukinoshita's house.

However, going out shopping is not such a simple matter. They each went home first.

Abigail was taken to the apartment by Yukino Yukinoshita, and everyone changed back into their casual clothes before gathering outside the shopping center.

In Japan, if students wander the streets in their school uniforms during the daytime when they should be in class, they will be scrutinized by those around them and may even be questioned by the police.

After all, the police in island nations sometimes become extra persistent in such small places, perhaps because they have no one else to blame but themselves.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, prejudiced against this group, took the tram to the shopping center.

"Commander!" Abigail, who hadn't seen him for only a few tens of minutes, rushed over in a flash.

50. "The world is made of flour!"

What's going on? This child seems much more clingy than usual.

Order more.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stroked the soft little guy, revealing a kind, aunt-like smile.

Seeing this, Yui couldn't help but whisper to Yukino, "Fujimaru's expression is so weird. How did the dashing and handsome boy of the past turn into this weirdo? He's become one of those otaku who hides in his room all day, chuckling and licking his figurines."

"Hey you pink dumpling over there, stop smearing the image of otaku!" Fujimaru Ritsuka was furious.

Yukino Yukinoshita covered her forehead: "Alright, alright, stop fooling around and go get something to eat. Abby is still a child and needs to eat more to grow taller and stronger."

Abigail was annoyed. This pretty older sister always acted like a child. She should know that she, Abigail, was a great person who sat in the Great Library of Senoyel and knew the wisdom of all things!

"Can I eat at Bibi?"

"I want to eat! I heard they have modern, new-style flatbread there, and Abigail has been wanting to try it for ages." Abigail immediately forgot everything else. What was this Great Library, which contained countless records of wisdom? Was it delicious? Could it compare to flatbread?

After hearing Abby's answer, the three of them took her to the Bike store in the shopping mall.

Fujimaru Ritsuka held Abigail's hand, and the latter walked obediently beside Fujimaru Ritsuka, curiously looking at everything around her.

Her smooth, silky blonde hair was tied into a large bun on top of her head, with a bow hanging on the side that swayed gently with her steps. Her small body was wrapped in a large black American-style coat, revealing only her slender, fair legs. In the crook of her left arm, which was not holding Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, she was holding a teddy bear plush toy.

Her beautiful and delicate appearance, like a porcelain doll, was dazzling and adorable. Naturally, it attracted the attention of many people around her.

Even on a weekday afternoon, the shopping mall still had a decent number of people. These were mostly unemployed or freelancers, and many were there for something to do, hence their frequent visits. Therefore, I couldn't help but glance at this small group of four.

After all, it's not just Abigail, who's as cute as a porcelain doll, who's eye-catching; the others are just as striking.

Snow beneath the snow is elegant and serene, like a water lily on a tranquil lake, carrying an atmosphere that can be admired from afar but not touched.

The warm and easy-going Yui Yuigahama is equally impressive, especially her great figure, which further enhances the bust size of the small group.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka hadn't been there, those eager men would have already come up to chat him up. After all, he was quite handsome; his deep, sculpted features paired with blue eyes made him surprisingly easy to mistake for a foreigner—you see, the Japanese really idolize foreigners.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced around, fully understanding their thoughts, and couldn't help but smile wryly at herself. She hadn't expected her blue eyes to come in handy. It was, in a way, an unexpected surprise.

However, the increased pressure from her palms made Fujimaru Ritsuka realize that Abigail was still a little uncomfortable with the stares around her, and would even occasionally walk with her hands and feet moving in unison.

He bent down and whispered to Abigail, "Don't be nervous, relax, the captain's with you~"

"Mmm~!" Abigail nodded, feeling the warmth in her hands, and suddenly became cheerful, pulling Fujimaru Ritsuka along as they jogged towards the Bike.

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"Is this really a pizza? Hmm... This is a betrayal of pizza! Abigail doesn't acknowledge this as pizza!" Looking at the pizza in front of her, piled high with seafood and beef, Abigail slammed her hand on the table angrily.

Although the movements were very gentle, the complaints were not made too loudly, for fear of disturbing other guests.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the little guy with amusement: "This pizza is supposed to be made by placing various toppings on a thin crust, so why doesn't that count?"

"Gurgle... Anyway, it doesn't count! Where would you find a flatbread with a bunch of meat and seafood on it?"

The case is solved, Miss Abigail: She hates pasta dishes where too many ingredients overshadow the main ingredient.

"Oh, have a bite, Abigail, don't you like pasta? Pancakes, crepes, brillinis, you love them all." Fujimaru Ritsuka remembered the bond conversation she had seen with Abigail [Natsu] before, and picked up a slice of pizza with a smile. The cheese stretched out in a long, tempting strand between the separated parts.

“The world should be dominated by flour, but this… well, okay, I’ll give it a try.” Abigail pouted, but couldn’t resist the temptation of being fed, so she opened her mouth and took a bite.

!

The sweet shrimp and crab sticks create a unique seafood flavor in your mouth, while the large chunks of black pepper beef provide a different texture. The crispness of green peppers and the cheese flavor blend together, making the already rich flavor even more refreshing and not greasy.

"Although I can't really taste the texture of noodles, it still tastes pretty good. Captain, another piece, please." After munching on a piece, Abigail tugged at Fujimaru Ritsuka's sleeve, her face flushed and her eyes filled with longing.

"Alright, here's another one for you." Fujimaru Ritsuka gave him a wicked look that said, "Your body is more honest than your mouth." Abby let out a humiliating groan, but continued to obediently munch on her pizza.

"...This child is actually related to those strange and evil gods? Yukino, you're not lying to me, are you?" Yui Yuigahama sipped her orange juice, her face full of disbelief.

And what's with this adventure? It sounds thrilling, but it's also so fulfilling... I kind of regret letting Yumiko drag me shopping that day. Who would have thought that such a small supernatural event would involve such a large-scale event!

Looking at Abigail's harmless appearance, Yukino Yukinoshita also wavered: "Probably, probably, maybe."

"Yukino...you really weren't fooled by Fujimaru?"

"No, the captain isn't lying." Abigail turned her head angrily and quickly looked around—good, no one was paying attention to them.

She flicked her fingers, and a small crack appeared in the air. A tiny tentacle swiftly snatched the entire plate of egg tarts from Yui's hand: "Big-breasted sister who spoke ill of the leader, your egg tarts are confiscated as punishment."

Yui looked at the strange tentacles and felt a chill run down her spine. The bizarre shape and the faint but alien aura all indicated that it was not something from this world. It made her understand from the bottom of her heart that this was not an alien object that ordinary humans should come into contact with.

While she was still in a daze, Fujimaru Ritsuka flicked Abby's forehead: "You can't make excuses to steal other people's desserts, and eating too many desserts will cause cavities."

"Ugh~" Abigail covered her forehead and quickly picked up the egg tart with her other hand. "Then I'll just eat one."

"That's alright."

Uh... seeing such an unruly and greedy little guy, Yui Yuigahama's tension vanished instantly.