Tokyo Soft Rice King.

"That would be even better."

"what?"

Having inadvertently revealed her sexual preferences, Qingxia squatted down and said without changing her expression.

"I brushed my teeth in the morning, so the dirt cancels out the cleanness."

"What kind of logic is this...?"

"Anyway, Kuroba-kun, you go ahead and have breakfast. I'll start eating at the same time."

"Uh... um..."

To receive such warm service so early in the morning... it's truly a sin.

However, the feeling of eating breakfast while looking down and seeing Qingxia struggling to get her own breakfast and enjoying it as a side dish is quite reminiscent of a rich young master being served by his personal maid, which is indeed very pleasant.

After having breakfast, the two went out for a morning run.

Today, Qingxia wore a long-sleeved tracksuit. After all, it's still winter, and wearing a gymnastics uniform for a morning run might indicate a serious illness.

It seems that life has returned to the time when I first traveled back in time, except that the girl running towards me is now walking side by side with me.

Unfortunately, this means we can't appreciate the beautiful sight of surging breasts.

As if she could read Kuroba Akira's mind, Qingxia sped up and ran in front of him, then turned around in front of him and started running backwards.

Furthermore, he unzipped the weapon, released it, and then used the zipper to hold it in place, highlighting the eye-catching pair of weapons.

I was trembling and bouncing... Oh, what a beautiful sight!

While it was nice to feast my eyes on her, Kuroba Akira was more worried about her balance.

"Running backwards is dangerous; you might trip and fall."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to trip on flat ground. Kuroba-kun, just keep an eye out for pedestrians and objects behind us."

"I get it, this is to test my willpower. Even though there's something interesting to look at, I have to look elsewhere."

"Ah, sorry, I didn't think of that... Haha, then I'll just run sideways."

"Alright, alright, we're here to exercise, right? You don't need to worry about my eyes anymore. I'm not a donkey that will only run forward if there's a carrot in front of me."

"I just wanted to motivate Kuroba-kun a bit more. You used to always be staring at this spot on me, didn't you?"

"Well... the scenery was different from the feeling of being shown to me on purpose. I think Qingxia would have felt shy back then?"

But now I don't feel shy at all...

The suggestion made in front of the entrance hall earlier was also true. Although Haruka's attitude was businesslike, Kuroba Akira felt that Haruka was developing in the same direction as Shion and the class president... to put it bluntly, she's like Akame.

"Really, Kuroba-kun, of course I'm shy too, but I'm trying my best to hold it in because I used to be so shy that I didn't even realize the person I liked had been taken away..."

"Well... it can't really be said to be your fault."

"Yeah, it's because the person I like just happens to be Kuroba-kun, and Kuroba-kun is surrounded by those overly enthusiastic girls."

Haruka showed a relieved smile, which made Kuroba Akira feel that she had probably made peace with him.

So what if I fall behind? At least I'm on my own path now, and I can keep working harder in the future.

That's a really healthy mindset.

"That's true..."

Kuroba Akira also felt that he should learn more from Haruka about adjusting his mindset.

They come, the security.

……

After his morning run, Kuroba Akira bought equipment with Takanashi's mother in the morning, had lunch at Kobayashi's house, and drew comics with Moe in the afternoon.

Before we knew it, it was dinnertime.

Just as Kuroba Akira was preparing to go to Kobayashi's house for dinner again, his feeder, Anri Hitomi, arrived with a beautifully prepared dinner bento.

"Oh, class monitor, I miss you so much."

"Although I know that Mingjun will no longer be surprised by me, such a bland and perfunctory tone makes me feel a sense of loss that Mingjun is tired of me."

"Shall we do some exercise before meals?"

"It's like I brought dinner here just to get benefits from a wise ruler, which is a bit annoying."

"I really miss you, class monitor. This is my sincerity."

"Hmm... then I'll accept this sincerity. It'll be a good opportunity to check the number of times the wise ruler has been active."

"Compared to before, this is a significant drop."

"Looks like I've arrived just in time and struck gold."

"That's right, and I'll never get tired of the class monitor."

"Hehe~ Let your actions prove it, wise ruler."

"I'll make you remember this with your body!"

What else can be said? They're just a devoted couple, nothing more than flirting.

After finishing their business, while they were feeding each other, Anri Hitomi finally told them why she had come.

Of course, she didn't just come to eat Xiaoming; there were other things she was worried about.

"I heard from the future that you seem to be forcing yourself again, Mingjun?"

"Is that what the future says? No wonder they went straight back yesterday..."

Kuroba Akira then understood Mirai's strange attitude yesterday, and that when she was drawing manga with Moe this afternoon, she was more motivated than usual, and even said, "To make things easier for Kuroba-kun, I, I will work even harder!"

Although he was very grateful for their concern, Akira Kuroba did not feel that he was forcing himself.

"But I don't feel that way. I just finished what I was supposed to do."

"Yeah, I think it's alright too. I'm still getting enough sleep, and there's no longer that succubus in bed sneaking around stealing my energy at night... It's obviously much easier than before, right?"

"I definitely didn't feel like I hadn't rested at all when I woke up today."

"And Xia helped you this morning, right? Even so, it's still strong enough, and you seem much more energetic than before..."

However, what no one expected was that having Hitomi Anri persuade Akira Kuroba was the worst possible choice.

Because Hitomi Anri herself is an extreme efficiency enthusiast, there is no such thing as wasting time.

Besides her studies, she not only manages interpersonal relationships in her class as the class monitor, but also takes care of club activities as the club president, attends her mother's extracurricular tutoring classes, manages the company she invests in, and finally... falls in love!

Not only does she have to be romantically involved with Kuroba Akira, but she also has to fight openly and secretly with a group of women who are entangled around Kuroba Akira.

She is a perfect female superhero who makes even more extreme use of time than Akira Kuroba.

"Perhaps they just hope that you, Mingjun, can spend more time with her in the future. Everyone will want more of your time, Mingjun, but you have a lot of things to do right now."

"Hmm... indeed, even though it's winter break, there's more to do than I expected..."

It feels a bit like... going to work?

While it's certainly not as strenuous as a regular job, it's definitely not exactly leisurely either...

I guess I'm living off a woman now?

Chapter 422 The Days We Can Still Be Together

The term "living off a woman" refers to a man who relies on a woman for survival, commonly known as a kept man.

Of course, Kuroba knew perfectly well that he was not qualified to be kept, so he chose to wait until he was sure before taking action and accumulating favors to share the profits.

But now, Kuroba Akira is a little confused about whether his current open and honest way of getting along with everyone counts as being a kept man.

If we broaden the definition to mean using women for personal gain, then Kuroba Akira could still be considered a gigolo, but the benefits here go beyond just the funds needed for survival.

Moreover, money has become the least important thing; it's now just a metric for judging the current progress of the business.

Kuroba Akira has gained something far more valuable than money from them, including themselves.

So what does it matter whether someone is a kept man or not?

There's no need to dwell on this, is there?

Kuroba Akira originally thought the same thing, but he just felt inexplicably awkward.

It feels like something has gone against my original intention.

It's as if working means you've lost.

This thought lingered in his mind, which puzzled him greatly.

I don't think I was such a degenerate person before, was I?

I used to work hard to earn money for my family, but now that I no longer have family in this world, there's no need to work so hard anymore. I just want to live a more relaxed and carefree life...

Of course, it has now been confirmed that Akira Kuroba's family in this world are still alive, and he even has a younger sister.

However, the families in this world are not as poor as those in the original world. They belong to large families, their parents have their own businesses, and they seem to be in good health, so they do not need Kuroba Akira's support.

Moreover, because of the Great Serpent's restraint, Kuroba Akira's decision not to return to his hometown is already helping his family.

Although my sister has a mental problem and is currently in a revival battle with an old man, it's not a problem that money can solve, and working hard won't help.

So the meaning of work is lost.

But I am indeed working now, working to support them, and I feel a great sense of accomplishment.

However, Akira Kuroba always felt that something was missing, or rather, something was not right.

During the lap pillow time after dinner, Kuroba Akira lay on the class monitor's lap, thinking about all sorts of things, his brows furrowed, revealing a constipated expression.

"Is something on your mind, wise ruler?"

"Hmm... it's not exactly a worry, it's just that I'm wondering if things are really okay like this..."

Why did you suddenly think that way?

"I don't know where this inexplicable feeling came from..."

Anri Hitomi placed her palm on Kuroba Akira's forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever before speaking.

"It seems that what the future said was right. Perhaps you really should take a good rest, Your Majesty."