I really don't want to be reborn.

He said that because playing solo is too boring, wouldn't it be great to have a pretty girl by your side to talk to?

And you can also show off to the otaku around you—happy!

Touma tacitly accepted this statement, so he stayed to wait for the midnight release, completely unaware that this thing could actually be bought anytime after today, and could even be purchased online.

Because she had no idea how awful Kousaka Kyosuke's personality really was.

She crossed her arms and stared coldly ahead.

In front of her was a tall, thin nerdy guy wearing an oversized jacket with a large print of a beautiful girl character from an adult game on the back.

Kyosuke Kosaka saw it too, and was immediately filled with awe.

To have the courage to take the tram here in this outfit and endure the disdainful and strange looks from passersby is truly the mark of a passionate man; he knew he couldn't do it himself.

Women's clothing is fine, but this kind of clothing is absolutely unacceptable!

That's so embarrassing.

To be precise, he actually admires those who are still lingering in Akihabara to buy games and queuing in such cold weather. With such patience and perseverance, what can't they accomplish?

Unfortunately, Ms. Touma couldn't see this at all. She was staring at the pink anime girl image on the otaku's back and asked in a low voice, "What kind of person is this?"

"He is a gentleman who acts out of interest."

Touma frowned slightly: "I know the meaning of a gentleman. A gentleman does not do what he wants to do, but what he should do. That is what makes a gentleman."

"You actually read Haruki Murakami?"

Kosaka glanced at him in surprise: "...No, no, you're too serious. In subcultures, being a gentleman is associated with being a pervert. The one in front of you was an absolute pervert."

The pervert finally lost his temper, turned around and glared at Kyosuke, roaring: "Don't go too far, Kousaka! I've already been kind enough by pretending I didn't see you hanging out with any pretty girls other than Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

"Mura-senpai, don't say that. My relationship with this beautiful girl next to me is innocent."

At the top of the list is, of course, Gennosuke Miura, the legendary head of the Game Research Club, who is also the oldest student at Benzen High School to have repeated a grade the most times.

"Let me introduce you. This is the person who was featured in the Literature Department's journal during the October cultural festival and became a hot topic. He's affectionately known as 'Pervert' by the entire school..."

"Don't introduce me like that in front of pretty girls!"

They kept calling me "pretty girl," which made the "pretty girl" herself feel increasingly worse: "Don't call me 'pretty girl,' it's annoying."

Touma Kazusa's distinctive deep voice made Miura Gennosuke turn his head away sullenly. Kyosuke gently comforted her, "How about the ugly girl? Ugly girl, ugly girl, don't be angry."

"..."

She was a little angry.

This guy really knows how to make her angry.

"Miura, you really are a fan, aren't you? You even rode a bicycle to buy a game?"

There was a road bike that looked expensive parked in the corner, but what was even more surprising was that the rear wheel of the bike was painted with a rather erotic female character!

Just watching was enough to be shocking. Touma Kazusa, who was as obedient as a baby, felt like she was going to go blind. This was no longer a question of whether she was ashamed or not.

She looked at the gentleman named Miura in front of her, and her eyes had changed; they now held a mixture of contempt, wariness, and admiration.

To be able to modify and ride it without hesitation—this person might really have some mental issues, maybe they've already gone mad. After repeating so many years of high school, they must have gone insane long ago.

"too strong……"

She murmured this thought, feeling a mix of curiosity and fear at the same time as she encountered the phenomenon of shut-ins for the first time.

The fear is, of course, a dread of this group, and the worry is naturally a concern that Eriri might become like that in the future...

Miura accepted Kosaka Kyosuke's praise without hesitation, his voice booming, before whispering, "What I'm curious about is why you're here at this hour. I don't remember you being a big fan of video games, are you?"

He made no mention of Touma Kazusa, who, despite her terrible appearance, still had above-average emotional intelligence.

Kosaka sighed, "Anyway, there are various reasons. Luckily, it was you I met. If it had been anyone else from the school, I wouldn't have been able to explain myself even if I had four mouths."

"Don't worry, there are only a few people in line, and it's unlikely that anyone from our school will be there..."

Suddenly, a commotion broke out at the store. The people in line, like groundhogs on the prairie, all raised their heads and stared in that direction.

Kara-la-la—

The iron gate opened halfway, and a shop assistant came out, holding a megaphone: "Customers with prior reservations, please line up here. Customers who have ordered 'Gay Community Activities,' please line up here!"

The clerk was holding an adult game with an illustration on the cover depicting two muscular men embracing tightly. Kousaka Kyosuke glanced up at it and felt a chill run down his spine; one of the men in the picture even looked somewhat like him.

Ugh, I can't stand gay games!

Both he and Miura showed expressions of being unable to bear it, while Touma-san showed some interest.

Then he and Miura heard a familiar voice.

"Ah, coming right away!"

They turned around as if they'd swallowed a fly, and sure enough, they saw that signature red-haired man, happily smiling, walking towards the group of yaoi fans, towards the gay game...

"..."

Why would my best friend be... gay?

This is seriously shattering my worldview!

All the words were stuck in my throat.

"Hey, isn't that... Akagi?"

"That's your best friend, Kousaka. I never knew he'd have this kind of taste—"

The next moment, Miura thought of something terrifying and quickly took a few steps away from Kyosuke: "You bastard... could it be that the rumors at school about you and him secretly having an affair are true?"

"Absolutely not!"

It was on a night like this that Touma Kazusa first saw him in a state of exasperation.

deep impression.

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Good news! The sluggish period is over!

Chapter Forty-Seven: Belated Love is Lasting Love

It's perfectly normal; Touma Kazusa's sleepiness is directly proportional to the excitement of the otaku around her.

As the sales time approached, she became increasingly sleepy.

She already didn't get enough sleep in a day, and now she had to stay up all night doing this kind of pointless thing. She started to regret asking to come to Akihabara three hours ago.

But since she's here, she might as well see it through. Touma Kazusa doesn't like giving up halfway, and she doesn't like stories without an ending—because she is Touma Kazusa, and she hates unfinished stories.

"Want to sleep, buddy?"

There was someone beside her who temporarily woke her from her overwhelming drowsiness. The way she was woken up was with a simple caring greeting. Touma blinked hard and sniffed.

Kyosuke Kosaka continued to show concern: "It seems you're very tired. Actually, staying up late has its benefits. At least when you close your eyes, you feel sleepy, which can effectively treat insomnia."

"What you said makes a lot of sense, Kousaka-kun. Has anyone ever told you that you're actually suited to be a conman, spouting all sorts of nonsense?"

Kyosuke Kosaka raised an eyebrow, wanting to tell her that he also knew a little about scams.

However, in a humble and conciliatory manner, he changed the subject: "Actually, the way to defeat Hypnos is quite simple, you know—"

Touma suddenly interrupted him: "I know! To deal with the Grim Reaper, we need to use the Sekishiki Tenryuha to seal him..."

"..."

Yes, there is something.

The girl waved her hand stiffly, and for the first time, panic appeared in her deep, magnetic voice: "Ah, I didn't say anything, you didn't hear me."

"No, I heard that. I've watched Saint Seiya too."

Perhaps unintentionally revealing her childhood hobby, Touma lowered her head and used her long hair to cover her reddened ears and cheeks.

So embarrassing!

I'm too embarrassed to face anyone.

If it weren't for the wrong voice actor, she really would have loved to say a few lines of "Urusai!"

Kyosuke Kosaka whistled: "Continuing from what we were saying before, there are actually quite a few ways to deal with Hypnos. Just like Nietzsche said, those who fight monsters should be careful not to become monsters themselves. If you stare into the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back at you."

"and then?"

Touma's indifferent voice was deliberately deliberately provocative.

"Try to make yourself think it's morning, that you've just woken up, and don't think about when you're going to sleep, that will make it easier to fall asleep."

He suddenly leaned over and asked, "...Excuse me, how long has it been since you slept?"

"I...I even took a nap at noon."

"Well, let's talk about washing the curtains tomorrow morning. Do you know how? I can teach you."

"...Okay, I got up at four this morning and haven't slept since."

Touma muttered a barely audible complaint: "It's all because he's coming that our schedule has changed..."

Tsk, you still crave fatherly love, you stubborn tsundere.

"Miss Touma, it's a blessing from God that you maintain such a healthy body, with such good skin and figure."

He sighed and then added very conscientiously, "Your skin and body stats are better than 70% of Japanese women your age, and it's not just good."

"Yes."

Yes!

When praised, the girl showed no humility or arrogance; her tone remained calm and composed, without any hint of pride, as if he were simply stating an obvious fact.

Such an attitude is infuriating.

"I bet you don't have many good friends at school, especially girls."

She raised her face: "I don't need it."

"He's really handsome."

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