I really don't want to be reborn.

"What should we do about your sister's situation? If we let it continue, it could become a huge problem."

"Well……"

The floor-to-ceiling windows behind the bar let in the night view of the Rainbow Bridge, where rainbows intertwine, creating a nighttime rainbow that stretches across heaven and earth, and a ground covered with stars.

Kyosuke Kousaka's face showed a frank and understated calm: "I will talk to Kirino properly. This matter is very important, no less so than her terrible hobby."

"I didn't feel like you valued it that much?"

"Ok?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha pondered for a moment, "I have every reason to believe that the girl appearing in front of us was your doing, or at least you played a part in making things happen."

He didn't speak, and drank alone in silence.

"The detective's son is a light novel writer. See if my analysis is correct?"

"Please speak."

The polite words revealed a good mood: "Intelligent Ms. Kasumigaoka, please feel free to offer your analysis."

“Your attitude was strange. You were standing at the back then and had no intention of helping your sister out of that situation.”

Looking at the dazzling lights outside, he said, "This can only be considered a minor point of doubt."

"Yes, but that girl named Aragaki, the first thing she said when we met was that Eriri's hat was red, red..."

"What's wrong with red? Does it have to be green to fit Eriri's character?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha coldly replied, "The sunglasses are the green ones."

Sunglasses—

Kosaka was about to speak, but after thinking for a moment, he smiled and shut his mouth: "Indeed, it is a not-so-obvious loophole. Among the three primary colors of light, the intersection of red and green is yellow. If it were a sudden meeting, she should have thought that Eriri's hat was yellow at first glance because she was wearing sunglasses."

"This means that the girl had actually been following us ever since we left the venue, but how did she know our itinerary and schedule?"

"it's me?"

"It could only be you. You checked your phone more than ten times along the way, and it certainly wasn't just to check the time, was it?"

Kyosuke Kosaka sat a little closer to her: "Okay, I admit I was the one who brought us together. As for why it turned out this way, that's another matter. More than that, I'm curious whether you were watching me the whole way. Otherwise, how would you know how many times I checked my phone?"

Kasumigaoka's slightly smug expression froze on her face. She then changed the subject and tilted her head back to finish her drink, her cheeks turning rosy.

Kosaka waved to the waiter: "Two more drinks, please... If you don't mind, the drinks tonight are on my tab."

"Oh, of course not, not at all. It is not ladylike to refuse a gentleman."

At that moment, the two high school students seemed to have completely shed their immaturity and acquired a different demeanor. Kousaka Kyosuke clinked glasses with her.

To him, the taste of Bordeaux wine was not much different from brown sugar water; what interested him more was Kasumigaoka Utaha tonight.

"I almost thought this wasn't your first time at an event like this."

"now what?"

"This is indeed your first time here, but you must be imitating some TV series."

Kasumigaoka rested her chin on her hand, closed her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "It's not a TV series, but a romance novel that you usually look down on. There's a young, single woman in it who goes to bars all the time."

Kyosuke Kosaka twirled his fingers through her smooth hair, asking casually, "How is that woman?"

"Travel the world, see all the sights, flirt and kiss all kinds of men and women, embrace their passion and sorrow, and stay in one place for no more than three days."

The young woman swirled her wine glass, her tone carrying a hint of longing and envy: "She's a woman like the wind, like drifting catkins, carefree and easygoing. I envy her so much."

"You're not suited for that kind of life."

Kyosuke Kosaka stated unequivocally: "While Western women's lifestyle may be cool and stylish, it may not suit you."

She sighed softly, "Who knows?"

Kyosuke Kosaka frowned unhappily. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for her to flirt with other men. She was finding new traits in her already known personality, and she was carefree—but Kyosuke felt no surprise at all.

She's only just gotten used to this, and now she's going to turn into that?

I don't like that, and the world won't let me be like that.

Seemingly noticing his displeasure, and even slightly flustered expression, Kasumigaoka Utaha chuckled and leaned closer: "I'm just envious of his carefree attitude and lifestyle, I didn't say where I was going, why are you so nervous?"

He looked at her with a questioning gaze and didn't say anything.

He didn't speak because he was still a little uneasy.

Kasumigaoka couldn't contain her laughter any longer. She leaned slightly forward, giving him half her weight: "You don't want me to live that kind of life, do you? Actually, it's just a long trip."

"Yes, I don't want to."

"I see..."

The girl rested her cheek on his shoulder. The best way to deal with a cat that is anxious and fearful of being abandoned is to stroke its fur.

Smooth the fur, smooth the fur, and smooth the fur again.

No matter how big the cat is or how high its IQ and EQ are.

"Do you really not want to? How much do you not want to?"

Kyosuke Kosaka's furrowed brows slowly relaxed. He wasn't sure if she was joking or not. He slowly stretched out his right hand, then brought it back and placed it stiffly on her right shoulder, forming a semi-closed embrace.

"I don't want to say goodbye to that kind of reluctance."

"So what do you want to do?"

He gripped her delicate shoulder with a slight pressure: "I don't want anything else, I just hope we can live a long and happy life together."

She fell silent for a long time after hearing this, her hair brushing against his ear, and slowly said, "Silly boy, traveling is so boring, I still want to make you taiyaki."

"Can we not talk about that taiyaki?"

The girl suddenly straightened up, raised her chin like a queen, and mimicked the black cat's expression: "Since you sincerely beg me not to run around, I will reluctantly listen to you this once."

"..."

"You should be very grateful, you foolish human."

Whether you like someone or not, whether you love them or not, whether you're compatible or not, whether you're together or not, whether you live together or not, whether you have a formal status or not, whether you can get along with them or not.

These are seven things.

What have they accomplished so far?

After drinking for a while, they prepared to go back, and while they were at it, they took Miss Sawamura Eriri back to play cards with them, so that she wouldn't wallow in self-pity again.

To their surprise, when they found Eriri, she was chatting animatedly with a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

"Didn't Eriri dislike older men...?"

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Chapter Forty-Three is of course Yiwen, it can only be Yiwen.

"I was also the president of the computer club in high school. Yeah, that's when I became fascinated with programming game software, and later I gradually became passionate about creating game characters and music..."

"So early? Judging from the environment at the time, game design should still be considered a niche field."

"Yes, actually, among the four paths I prepared for the future were novels, movies, animation, and comics. Two were niche fields, and one was not related to my major."

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa drinking with Ms. Sawamura Eriri had a ruddy complexion, and it was hard to tell whether it was due to the alcohol or because he was still young and full of youthful energy; his tone was slightly impassioned.

"Where's the game?"

"There's no way around it. The production costs and the number of staff are too high. I gave up on becoming a game designer when I was still in school."

Eriri chuckled dryly: "Actually, if you think about it, if you had stubbornly pursued the path of game design back then, you might not have achieved what you have today."

"Perhaps. In any case, family factors are the biggest factor for young people starting businesses. Poor people spend time to save money, while rich people spend money to save time. These two behaviors are essentially the same. Sawamura-kun should understand that."

"Ah, pretty much, it's all about using your surplus resources to exchange for what you want... So, how did you debut?"

The middle-aged man frowned and recalled for a moment: "It was around my junior year of college, oh, that was right when Sailor Moon was at its peak."

Speaking of this, Eriri's eyes lit up: "I've heard my parents say that at home too."

"I guess it's your mom who likes to watch it."

"No, no, it's Daddy..."

The bespectacled man was taken aback by her father's shared hobby, but his smile became even more genuine: "Anyway, I was illustrating for Sailor Moon fan comics back then, and that's when my art style gradually took shape."

"What art style are you talking about?"

A boy's voice interrupted their conversation, sounding very polite. Eriri waved to Kousaka Kyosuke and Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Come here quickly. I was just going to sit here for a while, but I unexpectedly stumbled upon a great treasure."

The middle-aged man, who was being called a "treasure" by a little girl, shook his head and smiled wryly.

Kosaka stared at the man, feeling like she'd seen him somewhere before, though the impression was much fainter than that of Kentaro Yabuki, so he wasn't someone she knew well: "Eriri, is he your elder?"

The man who was being stared at quickly waved his hand: "Young man, don't misunderstand, I didn't hit on your girlfriend."

"Not!"

Eriri Sawamura stood up and introduced, "He's not my boyfriend, and this isn't my elder—this one... Kousaka, have you ever seen 'Love Hina'?"

Kyosuke paused slightly, took a closer look at the middle-aged man with glasses, and felt that he had seen him somewhere before. He smiled and said, "I have seen him before. He has a very good art style, especially the cockroach-like ahoge. I remember it very well."

Love Hina, the innocent tenant and charming landlady—this name sounds like something out of a Chinese urban web novel, but the content is actually remarkably close to reality.

This is the original work of romance harem anime in the history of Japanese animation, how could Kyosuke Kousaka not know it?

What should have been a typical apartment-based romantic comedy turned into a story where the male lead, determined to fulfill a promise he made to get into Tokyo University, repeatedly took the entrance exam.

Because this setting was relatively novel in the early 21st century, and the plot was both humorous and poignant, it was lighthearted and funny while also profoundly depicting the pressure faced by students preparing for the entrance exams in the Kanto region. Both the manga and the anime were quite successful.

"Well, I personally feel that the plot is very well arranged, with humor and confusion alternating, making it hard to get tired of watching."

"I've watched the animation five times! And its reputation is one thing, but its sales are also incredible. Its popularity even extends overseas; at least in the UK, quite a few children have seen it..."

Watching Sawamura and Kosaka shower him with praise, the middle-aged man gave a wry smile, looking exasperated: "While I'm happy to meet anime enthusiasts in a place like this, if you keep praising me like this, I'll have to make a hasty retreat."

Kyosuke Kosaka solemnly extended his hand: "Hello, Ken Akamatsu-sensei."

…………

"Is that 'Innocent Tenant' movie really good?"