The comments section all think I'm a really good person.

However, she didn't linger when she plunged into the golden portal.

Unlike the cold and oppressive feeling when entering mission worlds in the past, the journey back to my own world was warm and smooth, and that world completely opened its arms to me.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness, Kita Kirihara landed flat on an excessively soft bed with a soft, yet not loud, sound.

She stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling, then subconsciously sat up, wanting to take a look around.

According to past mission procedures, the place I'm being teleported to should be a safe house in this world. There won't be any cameras, and there won't be anyone else there... Huh?

Before he could react, Kita Kirihara felt everything go black, the world turned upside down, and the next second he was being choked and pinned to the bed.

"Who are you?" The cold, questioning voice came from above, and the hand gripping his neck was like an iron clamp, making it difficult to break free.

Her jet-black hair swayed gently with the other person's movements, brushing against her face and causing a slight itch.

In the tens of thousands of missions he had carried out, Kita Kirihara had long since learned to recognize the malice in others and was not as reactive and aggressive as the person in front of him.

The person in front of me was somewhat hostile, but he didn't seem to intend to kill me, so there was no need to make a move.

As Kita Kirihara quickly made this judgment in his mind, his vision gradually cleared, and he saw the light blue cotton pajamas the other person was wearing, as well as the face of the person in front of him that was getting closer.

Her pupils contracted sharply.

That was the person Kita Kirihara could never forget during those long years, and the driving force behind her constant struggle to return home.

The woman sitting on her lap, looking down at her, frowned. She had a face that North Che should have been familiar with.

She had sky-blue eyes, soft, slightly wavy black hair, a tightly furrowed brow, and lips pressed into a straight line. Her face wasn't too different from what she remembered, but her demeanor was completely different.

She has shed the naivety of her girlhood and embraced the maturity of adulthood; in the dim light, her profile appears so dignified.

Her figure was much fuller than before, and when she got close, Kita Kirihara could smell a faint fragrance emanating from her.

It's almost impossible to see any trace of the girl who used to cling to me and act all cute...

Kita Kirihara did not struggle, but was treated as an enemy and was choked and unable to move.

Then, suppressing his inner tension, excitement and exhilaration took over, and he gave the woman on top of him a submissive smile that was completely harmless.

The woman finally got a clear look at Kita Kirihara's face and froze on the spot.

She subconsciously loosened her grip, looking down at the white-haired girl beneath her who looked exactly like the one in her memory. Her mind went completely blank, as if struck by lightning.

A photo of Kita Kirihara and her from seven years ago still sits on the table. In the photo, the two are holding hands and smiling brightly. She had just been discharged from the hospital after recovering from an illness, her face was pale, and she was a little shy in front of the camera.

Not long after that, Kita Kirihara completely disappeared from her world.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The other person appeared at her home once again, looking exactly the same as before.

Saki Koizumi felt like she was dreaming.

Her gaze fell on Kita Kirihara's face beneath her.

It was clearly a completely passive state.

He held her vital organs in his hand, his fingers able to feel the blood vessels pulsating with her breath, so fragile that they would burst into blood with the slightest pressure... yet she remained completely unguarded, even smiling at him, as if a tail was wagging behind her.

Nothing has changed.

Neither this trust nor this feeling for herself seems to have changed.

These hands, capable of easily lifting a fully loaded cargo ship and precisely carving runes onto strands of hair without the aid of a microscope, were trembling slightly.

“…Saki.” Because his neck was being choked, Kita Kirihara’s voice was forced out, sounding somewhat hoarse and strange.

She stared intently at the woman before her, calling her name without saying a word.

Koizumi Saki remained silent, but clenched her teeth even tighter, a violent crimson glint appearing in her eyes, gradually revealing a killing intent that Kita Kirihara found unfamiliar.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, several lines of dense text suddenly scrolled across Kita Kirihara's eyes:

[Ahara finally fell out of the time gap! With her around, Chief Koizumi won't have turned evil so quickly, right?]

[A person who has read the manga multiple times can tell you definitively that Kita Kirihara is the only variable capable of altering the predetermined fate. If she weren't there, the Chief would have gone on a killing spree at the Tower meeting three days later due to drug overdose, and then fallen into the path of an unjust lord...]

[Pay attention here! Chief Koizumi's eyes are unnaturally red, and his movements are rougher than usual. It turns out he was affected by S6P from this point onwards, unable to fully control his ability.]

[Superman A-Yuan, please save me!]

Kita Kirihara, who was called "Superman Ahara" by these strange characters, blinked blankly and slowly typed a question mark.

2. Hook repair, my hook repair

A time gap? Chief Koizumi? Turning to the dark side? The Tower Conference? The Unjust Lord?

Kita Kirihara calmly and quickly analyzed the information mentioned in these comments in his mind.

During this long journey, Kita Kirihara experienced various worldviews and came into contact with many forms of information similar to the text in front of him.

After quickly browsing through her memory palace, she was fairly certain that these were commentary subtitles called "bullet comments," which would pop up while watching the video.

And there's also Saki—who seems to be the character in this video, or rather, the live stream.

At least in the eyes of these viewers, they don't exist in the same dimension as them, which is why they can so recklessly reveal so many secrets. Moreover, a viewer who posted a spoiler comment after watching the show countless times has already revealed what this world looks like in their eyes.

For Kita Kirihara, who has a good ability to learn, these comments were just the right amount of off-stage commentary, helping her to collect and organize a lot of information that she needed to process herself.

For example, there's the fact that Saki is currently suffering from a certain drug, and her superpowers are nearing out of control.

To the spectators, Kita Kirihara appeared to be a beat slow, his reactions somewhat sluggish.

[Ah Yuan looked terrified and was frozen in place.]

【Xiu Gou, my Xiu Gou—】

Seventeen-year-old A-Yuan is so young, I want to lick her face when she makes that expression.

【awsl】

Who can resist a tall, aggrieved man with white hair and red eyes?

[After all, they just fell out of the time rift and haven't quite grasped how the world has changed, right? It's like they've suddenly arrived seven years in the future and are being choked and pinned to the bed by their grown-up girlfriend... Who could possibly react like that?]

[Seven years ago in this timeline, superpowers hadn't been revealed yet, and his girlfriend hadn't awakened her powers. For North Che, the world has changed so drastically, it's unbelievable, isn't it?]

[How did Chief Koizumi mistreat your wife?]

...Well, I don't know why, but these off-site audience members have created rather strange personas for themselves.

Setting aside the irrelevant information, Kita Kirihara continued to ponder.

In other words, seven years have passed since the moment she left this world. During these seven years, for some reason, superpowered individuals have emerged, and Saki has also awakened her superpowers.

It's just that right now, because of some kind of medication, I'm on the verge of losing control, which is why I'm choking myself.

So……

Now, we can only trust Saki, right?

Although the process of reading the comments and thinking seemed rather lengthy, Kita Kirihara's thinking speed had long been honed to the point of being flawless.

To the audience and Koizumi Saki, Kita Kirihara, whose vitals had been locked onto, seemed to have no clue what was happening in front of him after a brief moment of stunned silence. He simply showed a gentle and harmless smile based on his instinctive closeness and trust in Koizumi Saki.

Obediently waiting for the next move from the person on top of her.

It's like a large dog exposing its belly to its owner who's holding a sharp knife, completely unsuspecting.

An unnatural crimson tinge appeared in Saki Koizumi's eyes, and heat gradually gathered in those steel-blue eyes.

Staring at the face beneath him, even though an impossible answer had already surfaced in his mind, he couldn't suppress the impulse rising within him.

Both reason and the words caught by these ears are telling me that my lover is truly present.

But my body was acting out of control, and my strength was surging on its own...

...That won't work.

You must not hurt the person in front of you.

Looking into those trusting eyes felt like being doused with ice water.

When Koizumi Saki suddenly awoke from the confusion of being startled awake, and realized what she was doing, she was almost in a panic.

Her breathing became somewhat disordered. She hurriedly released the hand that was gripping Kita Kirihara's neck, abruptly turned her head and closed her eyes, letting the heat welling up in her eyes gradually disappear.

The world plunged into darkness, as if everything we had just seen was an illusion.

But the lingering human touch in his hands, the faint, frantic heartbeat of Kitakiri Hara in his ears, and the intermittent coughing and breathing... all highlighted the presence of another person in the room.

Koizumi Saki was in a state of turmoil, and dared not open her eyes or turn around.

This is really strange... My girlfriend, who had been missing for seven years, suddenly appeared in my bedroom, and I almost killed her...

[It's the autistic chief; the chief has become autistic again.]

[He just beat his wife, what a scumbag!]

Is it a case of homesickness? After all, we've been apart for so long, I'm a little hesitant to talk to A-Yuan.

Just one look at his wife was enough to suppress the negative effects; is this the power of pure love? It's terrifying!

[Miss Kitagi has a ring of marks on her neck; she must have used so much force!]

[Ms. Koizumi, you've done something wrong, apologize to your wife right now!]

After Saki Koizumi overcame the effects of the medication through her own willpower, a sigh of relief was visibly heard in the comments section.

Kita Kirihara was in some discomfort from being choked earlier, leaving a slightly darker mark around his neck that was turning red at a visible speed.

As soon as Koizumi Saki let go, her trachea was finally clear. The sudden influx of fresh air caused her to cough physiologically, and tears welled up in her eyes.

When she coughed, Koizumi Saki, who was facing away from her with a guilty conscience, became so nervous that she froze and dared not turn around.

Having slightly relieved his physical discomfort, Kita Kirihara turned his gaze to Koizumi Saki, who was looking down and cautiously observing him.

Judging from the timing of the comments, Saki is clearly twenty-three years old now, which should make her a mature and stable adult.

But when he made a mistake and looked at me, his expression was as clear and gentle as that of a child who felt guilty.

Seven years have passed, but the interior layout has not changed much from when it was first built.

At the cusp of night and dawn, as daybreak peeked into the room through a corner of the heavy curtains, Kita Kirihara saw Saki sitting on the edge of light and shadow, her silent face bathed in a soft glow.

Kita Kirihara sighed almost imperceptibly, a sound that was caught by the nervous Saki, who nervously clenched the hem of her clothes.