I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

Putting everything else aside, when it comes to altering memories, Yuu Tenkuji is still willing to give the dog system some trust.

"Confirmed. Initiating program exit."

The stone gate rose abruptly from the ground, and everything seemed so familiar.

The light rain fell on his shoulders, as if bidding him a reluctant farewell, yet leaving no trace.

"Remember the first two times I left, I left some harsh words for you, you damn system..."

With mixed feelings that were different from the past, Tenkuji Yu clenched her fist, slowly exhaled, and then walked calmly toward the stone gate.

"However, let's skip it this time."

"See you when the fourth mission is over. I'll definitely greet you with a smile."

Yuu Tenkuji pushed open the door, and before stepping inside, he unconsciously touched his pocket.

There were no amusement park tickets, nor any bad luck charms.

Did you not bring any of them in?

He shrugged, quickly putting the question out of his mind, and strode confidently into the blinding white light until his consciousness completely vanished.

The light faded, and the stone door closed in an instant.

On the completely darkened system screen, his figure, like a wounded stray dog, was reflected, stubbornly walking alone on the street.

The world returned to silence, the sun showers continued to fall on the ruins, and the gray sky seemed to be split in two.

After an unknown amount of time, the system's cold, backlit voice finally rang out again.

"Host nearing its limit detected. To ensure the successful execution of the final mission, firewall disabled. Accept error program..."

The dim screen suddenly lit up, and an ominous crimson color instantly filled every corner.

Among them, the huge character "厄" (e) seemed to fly out of the screen, flashing a deep and striking black light.

At that moment, the light rain seemed to turn into blood rain, dripping onto the ruins.

The summer night, gradually rising from the edge of the sky, blocked the red and black light back onto the screen, preventing it from expanding further.

The desolate world seemed to come alive silently, with the sun, rain, summer nights, and ominous light intertwining and creating a wondrous change that spread quietly.

An unknown amount of time passed.

"Error complete, world correction complete... Host's emotions recovered."

The sound fell, no different from the previous two.

The system screen dimmed again, as if the delete key had been pressed, and all changes, along with the glare, vanished completely, as if they had never happened.

Only the sun, the drizzle, and the summer night's radiance remained in the sky, occupying three corners of the gray expanse, quietly shimmering with their own light, bringing a touch of life to this desolate world.

"Next target: Uncertain."

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June 12th, 8:00 AM.

The curtains blocked out the intense morning light, but they couldn't stop the alarm clock from blaring.

"Hawoo~"

Yawning, Yukino Yukino got up lazily, washed up, and sat down at her dressing table to start grooming herself.

As usual, she picked up the wooden comb, but not to comb her hair.

Because combing her hair would make her want to cry, and in order to avoid constantly crying like a child, she would stroke that comb for several minutes before using another high-end comb to style her hair.

On one hand, doing this would make her feel at ease, and on the other hand, it was also to find out the source of the disharmony—she could never get useful information from Yuu Tenkuji, so Yukinoshita Haruno could only try to make progress on the mystery by touching things and thinking about them.

In her own room, she picked up the wooden comb, about to stroke it a few times, when she saw spiderweb-like cracks covered with spring-themed paintings.

"Huh?? When..."

Yukino was dumbfounded. She had always taken good care of it.

Forget about collisions, I don't even dare to get a scratch. I'm more careful with my body than with my own. When did these cracks appear?!

Feeling a little anxious, she ran her fingers over the ruined and unsightly paint. Before she could even feel sorry for it, she heard a crisp sound.

Snapped!

The wooden comb shattered in her hands and fell to the ground, the edges of the fragments as black as ink, as if corroded.

"What...uh!"

Stunned, her mouth agape, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, as if someone had struck her brain with a hammer, turning her absolutely beautiful brain into a paste.

Ignoring the fragments silently turning to ashes on the ground, she couldn't help but clutch her head, slumping over the dressing table in pain, groaning softly.

"Why is this happening... What on earth is going on..."

Confused and horrified.

But after a door in her mind that had been sealed for a long time was forcefully opened by this punch, Yukinoshita suddenly felt no pain. She simply let the tide of memories overwhelm her body, and even the trembling in her body stopped without her realizing it.

Her attention was completely focused on the numerous fragments flashing through her mind, and her eyes became vacant and gradually dull.

I don't know how much time has passed.

She slowly raised her head, blinked her dry eyes, her lips trembled slightly, and with an expression of disbelief, slowly uttered a single word:

"Little Youyou?"

Ending Remarks

Volume 3 is finally over... It really is getting longer and longer! (Slams head off)

There are many things I want to reflect on and apologize for, but if I were to say them, it would be too long and would affect the reading experience and spread a discouraging atmosphere, so I, the author, have decided to omit this step.

First of all, I want to thank all the readers who have been following the updates, especially those who tuned in promptly at 6 AM. Because back then, I often wrote hastily to meet deadlines, and only gradually corrected it later, which affected your reading experience. I'm truly sorry (bursting into tears).

Next, to the readers who couldn't stand it anymore halfway through and decided to take a break, I hope you can catch up when you have time. The author is a slow-paced writer, so there will be many important details and changes in the story. It would be a real shame to miss them (crying like a hurricane).

Finally, to those readers who have been waiting through the entire volume, congratulations! You can finally start your feast! And starting to follow from volume four onwards is definitely worth it, because the main event is finally here!

Regardless of how the first three volumes performed, whether they started strong but ended weak, or who liked them and who didn't, this book has finally reached its mid-term climax, and many foreshadowing elements have finally come in handy.

Although I cut many foreshadowing plot points due to poor plot arrangement, attentive readers can feel it. In the later stages of the third volume, I was bombarded with questions about when it would end. After reading the comments, I couldn't help but speed up the writing, resulting in a very rushed pace with little slice-of-life content and a focus entirely on the plot...

If I really wanted to write more, this volume could have been at least tens of thousands more words to flesh out the characters and scenes, but there's no way around it. Even the final chapter has been rushed, and I can't put the brakes on anymore.

As for the repetition of formulas, I only realized it after you guys pointed it out... Even after writing novels for five years, I still made the mistakes that new authors make.

I still have to thank you for your comments, which made me remember this lesson thoroughly. No matter how many female leads I have in the future, I won't let everyone taste the same dish. I will work hard to improve my storytelling abilities!

Hmm, I've started reflecting on myself again without even realizing it. Let's stop here.

……

I still owe twelve chapters for the bounty, and I will finish them as soon as possible.

I'll probably be taking a break soon to work on the outline for Volume 4. This volume is probably the most read after Volume 1, so I can't be too careful. Please forgive me.

Don't worry about the senior student's entry; it's not the old-fashioned path to becoming an editor... although writing it this way is easier and a bit tempting.

When a non-system-affiliated heroine enters the scene, even with the initial advantage, the system-affiliated heroine may not necessarily gain the upper hand... This specifically refers to the chaotic situation, but it will definitely end in a harem.

After playing a minor role for so long, it's time for Qiong Mei to officially intervene on the battlefield.

Memories are the main event, I'll go all out! (laughs)

You, Brother You, are also starting to change your mindset. You'll pay more attention to the character development of the main characters, so please look forward to it.

Because of your support, I have been able to write diligently until now.

I have always strived to make this book more enjoyable and to write it so that all readers can enjoy the story.

Therefore, we hope to once again impress you, leaving a lingering aftertaste that you will want to savor repeatedly.

Thank you for your guidance on Volume 3. See you in Volume 4.

Chapter 1 Yukino's Reminiscences

In July of this year, or perhaps even earlier, Yukinoshita Haruno understood her fate, which she had no freedom to choose.

The older sister should be sensible, the older sister should be mature, the older sister should pave the way for her younger sister's future... The elders never said it explicitly, but she understood better than anyone else that this was what she should do.

Even though she was called a genius by those around her since childhood, Yukino Yukinoshita's future was already determined by so-called "responsibility," and she could only smile and accept those things that were taken for granted.

But there's nothing wrong with it, right?

After all, my younger sister is so naive and innocent. Let alone letting her go to social places to build connections, she might not even be able to abstain from alcohol. She might easily get drunk and tricked into going home, and then, in a daze, squander the Yukinoshita family's business and be forced to become someone's concubine or something.

The pure white snow lotus should never have jumped into that dye vat-like circle.

Conversely, if someone with a dark heart can do it, then let her do it. Acting like a child and making a fuss is not in her nature—after all, it's not like she hasn't used the family fortune for eating, drinking, and having fun before.

Whether it's taking over the family business or a political marriage with someone she doesn't know well, twenty-year-old Yukino Yukinoshita is already mentally prepared.

Because from the past to the present, she has always been able to respond to everyone's expectations with ease; as long as she hides her true feelings deep inside and gives everyone a beautiful lie that feels like a gentle breeze, she can bring endless benefits to her family.

Even so, Yukinoshita Haruno has things she wants to do and secrets she doesn't want others to discover.

That is to enjoy the bittersweet taste of "love" before youth comes to a complete end.

Perhaps it was a sudden whim, or perhaps it was destiny, but during a rare free time in her summer vacation, she opened a website that offered to rent a boyfriend and, as if possessed, chose a new boyfriend who was only seventeen years old.

The other party didn't even give a self-introduction. I really don't know how he got me accepted, and I don't know why I chose him and did something like throwing money down the drain.

And thinking about it carefully, that's a high school boy the same age as my sister! It's really absurd for a young girl to be involved with someone like that...

But Yukino Yukinoshita didn't care about all that. She had already clicked the button, and if she wanted to back out, she would have to do it after "inspecting the goods." At most, it would just be a waste of a little money.

Even if you can't experience the sweet and sour taste of love, finding some fun to pass the time is a good choice.

And so, in front of the Hachiko statue at Shibuya Station, she met the boy for the first time.

He was tall and thin, probably from working long hours under the scorching sun, as there was a noticeable difference in skin tone between the inside and outside of his short-sleeved shirt; he was fairly handsome, but his eyes, which showed no interest in anything and were just forcing himself to be alert, really detracted from his appearance.

The hands are the kind that hand fetishists would love; they make you want to take them off and play with them...

But that's it?