Tokyo Soft Rice King.

Just then, Shion Murasaki, who had finished showering and changed into her sportswear, came out of the bathroom and bowed to greet Hijikata next to Akira Kuroba.

"Hello, I am Shion Murasaki, who will be staying here from today... You must be Mr. Hijikata, please take care of me from now on."

"Uh... um... my name is Hijikata Isamu..."

Mr. Hijikata replied blankly, and Kuroba Akira could hear that Mr. Hijikata's breathing had become heavier.

As expected, Murasaki no Miyako's appearance is very attractive to men.

However, Mr. Hijikata, having lived two lives, quickly calmed down and whispered something in Kuroba Akira's ear.

"You little rascal, you're living your second life now, aren't you? Enjoy it! Don't worry about disturbing the neighbors, I'll wear headphones."

After saying that, he patted Kuroba Akira on the shoulder, gave him a teasing look that said, "I know, every man knows," and then nodded to Murasaki no Miyako before returning to his room.

"..."

Why do you all say things like that?!

So I don't know how to do it!

Murasaki walked up to Kuroba Akira. She had just taken a bath and had a faint fragrance emanating from her body. Her cheeks were also covered with a natural and alluring light pink blush.

"Um, Mingjun... I saw a women's business suit in a basket next to the washing machine. Is there anyone else here?"

"Oh, that must be Ms. Tashiro's clothes. She's the third resident besides Mr. Hijikata and me, and she lives in the room opposite mine."

Kuroba Akira pointed to the room opposite and continued speaking.

"Actually, it would be better to borrow clothes from her if she were here, but unfortunately, she's probably not here now. Although I don't know what Ms. Tashiro does for a living, she often stays out all night."

"I see..."

"Yes, as long as you have a regular schedule, it's usually hard to see Mr. Hijikata and Ms. Tashiro. They're both night owls and almost never show up during the day."

Mr. Hijikata doesn't go out to work, but he's not a shut-in; he's a programmer working from home, coding all night long.

Because of staying up late, he has been in a sub-healthy state for a long time, just like Kuroba Akira in his previous life.

Even if you time-travel, you're still a corporate slave. What a tragic reality.

As for Ms. Tashiro, it felt as if she was avoiding Akira Kuroba.

I remember the last time Kuroba Akira just greeted her from behind, she screamed and ran away several meters away, which hurt Kuroba Akira a lot.

It seems Ms. Tashiro is extremely socially awkward.

Kuroba Akira hadn't decided whether to cooperate with these two 'fellow countrymen' yet, since even if they were from the same hometown, things might not be as tearful as they thought in this foreign world.

After all, even the saying "Chinese people don't lie to other Chinese people" isn't necessarily reliable, let alone time travelers and time travelers themselves.

At least for now, neither Mr. Hijikata nor Ms. Tashiro are willing to reveal their past, and of course, Akira Kuroba himself is the same.

"Oh, by the way, I'll be sleeping with you tonight."

"Huh? Huh?! Really, you really want to sleep together...?"

Even with Murasaki no Miyako's talent, she couldn't completely suppress her surprise at this moment.

Even if it was just laying out bedding side by side, it was an experience that Murasaki no Miyako had never had before.

Sleeping next to a boy... what should I do if he sneaks into my bed in the middle of the night?

Should we resist? Or should we just silently accept it...?

In return...

First experience...

While Murasomiya was lost in thought, Kuroba Akira, who just wanted to tease her, pushed open the door to his room with a wicked smile.

"Hey, look at this!"

Thus, the first piece of furniture placed in the empty room was a bunk bed.

Well, as expected, a wise ruler couldn't be that kind of person...

Zi Zhigong secretly decided in his heart that if he wavered again next time, he would slap himself twice!

"So, do you want to go up or down?"

"on!"

Looking at the double bed, Murasaki no Miyako emphasized again, her eyes sparkling.

"I want to sleep on top of you!"

Chapter Thirty-One: The End of Summer Vacation

Kuroba Akira had long anticipated that Murasaki would be chosen.

It's like a child flying for the first time wanting a window seat, or someone sleeping in a bunk bed for the first time choosing the top bunk—it's all about the novelty.

However, the price to pay for this novelty is convenience!

If you're sitting by the window on an airplane, it's inconvenient to go to the toilet; similarly, if you're sleeping on the top bunk, it's inconvenient to get up and down.

Hmph! Murasaki no Miyako no Shion! Just you wait until you call me "Dad"! I'll only give you things if you call me "Dad"!

"Then let's get ready for bed."

"Hmm, but I need to drink this before bed."

Murasaki took the bottle of milk out of her coat pocket.

Most of it was poured to Kuroo, but she still kept a small portion for herself.

After all, it's milk that was earned with half a lifetime, so I should still savor the taste of life (laughs).

Moreover, it is said that drinking milk after taking a bath has a unique flavor, so when you go to a public bathhouse, you often see people drinking a bottle of ice-cold milk in one go after taking a bath, making a refreshing sound.

Murasaki no Miyako has always wanted to experience what it feels like.

I remember the last time I went to a public bathhouse was when I was in elementary school. At that time, the name Murasaki no Miyako wasn't Murasaki no Miyako yet, and my family was still struggling financially. The money my mother gave me was only enough to pay for the bathhouse entrance fee, not enough to buy milk.

So every time, Ms. Shion could only watch other children drink milk with envy, swallowing her saliva in vain.

As I grew older, I gradually forgot about it...

It wasn't until she finished showering and wrapped herself in a towel that Murasaki saw the baby bottle she had left on top of the washing machine in the dressing room, and that she remembered the incident again.

Now, we can finally taste it.

Murasaki unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted her head back, and drank the last sip of milk.

Although it was not iced milk and did not give a refreshing feeling after drinking it, perhaps because of the super spicy curry she had for dinner, this sip of milk made Zi Zhigong feel a sweetness she had never experienced before.

It feels so sweet to my heart.

"So sweet... I never knew it was this sweet..."

"Is that so? If I had known, I would have tried it too."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the first thought that came to Zi Zhigong's mind was: I should have swallowed it all.

Then I immediately realized how shameful my thought was.

I can't possibly let him drink the milk from my mouth, can I?

Ugh...! What am I thinking?!

"I...I'll go wash the bottle..."

As if to conceal her true thoughts, Murasaki quickly left the room.

Then, while Murasaki went to the bathroom to wash the bottle, Hei Yuming took out the class monitor's underwear from his school uniform pocket.

So, where should we hide this valuable item?

Well, actually there weren't that many places to choose from, since Akira Kuroba's room was completely empty—literally, completely empty.

Now there is only one more bunk bed, but it is still very empty, without even a desk.

However, precisely because there was nothing there, the room, though small, looked quite spacious.

After thinking it over, Kuroba Akira decided to stuff the class monitor's underwear into the pillow, which was the only place he could hide it.

Sleeping with the class monitor's underwear as a pillow might just lead to a dream about what's under her skirt.

However, there were two pillows on the bed at this time, and because they looked the same, Hei Yuming could not tell which one was his pillow.

Just as Kuroba Akira picked up two pillows, trying to figure out which one he had used, he heard Murasaki's footsteps. So he randomly picked a pillow, quickly stuffed the class president's underwear into the lining, and then pulled his hand out at lightning speed.

Just then, Murasaki entered the room and saw that Kuroba Akira was holding two pillows, so she asked him a question.

"What's wrong with the pillow?"

"No problem! I was just testing the softness..."

Oh no... which pillow stuffed the class monitor's underwear? It's inside the pillowcase, so I can't get it out from the outside...

Murasaki tilted her head in confusion.

So, which pillow is softer?

"Uh...more or less."

"I see. Then I'll take this."

After carefully placing the baby bottle in the closet, Murasaki picked up the pillow on her right and climbed into bed.

After she got into bed, Kuroba Akira reached into the pillowcase and rummaged around inside, only to find it empty... It seemed to be on another pillow. But it was strange to suggest changing the pillow now. Thinking that it was only for one night and probably wouldn't be discovered, he decided to leave it at that and find another opportunity to change it back later.

So they got up and turned off the light, and the two prepared to go to sleep.

……

It was close to midnight.

Murasaki lay flat on the bed, still unable to fall asleep.

The boy downstairs also seemed to be awake; there was light coming from below, and he appeared to be playing on his phone.

"Mingjun...are you asleep?"

"Not yet, but I'm going to sleep soon. I have school tomorrow, and I don't want to be late on my first day."