They all have hidden attributes!

The results of the Tokyo Dome performance assessment are only being finalized now.

Makoto Takahashi closed the book in his hand and focused his attention on the system panel in front of him, trying to rewrite the system's underlying code using his reality distortion ability.

It doesn't seem to be enough yet; there are still three abilities that haven't reached their limits.

Nevertheless, [Reality Distortion] is already quite supermodel-worthy.

What's next? Timeline convergence?

Opening the personal data panel, I still couldn't modify my skill level or attribute values. I tried rewriting the entries for the assistance card, and it worked.

After studying the new gameplay of the system for a while, I parked my car in front of the national team's stadium.

"Please buy me two train tickets to Niigata Prefecture and two ferry tickets to Otaru City for tomorrow."

After giving the driver a few instructions, Makoto Takahashi shut down the system, got out of the car, and walked towards the stadium entrance with his books in his arms.

I easily found the badminton team. Compared to my previous two visits, there were many unfamiliar female faces, probably there to watch the selection of A team members.

Mrs. Igarashi and Ms. Kimura, the head coach of Team A, warmly greeted the biggest sponsor upon their arrival.

Makoto Takahashi waved his hand, exchanged a few polite words, and went to the second-floor viewing platform alone to read quietly.

Hina Nekoya is currently on a winning streak, and her promotion to Team A is inevitable. He came here specifically because he had promised Hina Nekoya.

Another reason is that Makoto Takahashi has already told Yuki Tachimi and the others that after today's match, he will set off for Hokkaido with Hina Nekoya.

With one week left of spring break, the two can leisurely enjoy the pleasures of travel.

Let's invite Maya Uesugi to Kirishima City for the Golden Week holiday at the end of April.

Just then, a sharp whistle came from below. Makoto Takahashi looked up from his book and turned to see Hina Nekoya.

As if basking in the sunlight, they were full of vitality, with no trace of gloom or dullness on their faces.

With eyes following Hina Nekoya's figure, the two matches came to an end without anyone noticing.

Makoto Takahashi stood up, gave Hina Nekoya a thumbs-up, and she looked up with a bright smile before turning and running quickly to the preparation room.

After going downstairs and waiting for a while at the entrance of the corridor, Nekoya Hina came running over, dragging her suitcase, the wheels making a pleasant sound as they glided across the ground.

She was wearing a pure white hooded sweatshirt and straight-leg jeans, with a pair of blue and white flat shoes that evoked images of clear skies and the sea, and just that alone made one's heart pound.

"Acheng, I'm ready to go."

"Let's go." Takahashi Makoto reached out and took her hand.

Besides her suitcase, Hina Nekoya also carried a trendy lemon-colored backpack with a simple design and several fancy charms hanging on it, ranging from amulets to gothic clowns, which were probably the work of Hanakawa Kaori.

"Do you have so much stuff to take back?" Makoto Takahashi asked curiously.

"I'm not taking it back with me. It's a rare trip back to my hometown, so I want to bring back more local specialties."

"Then why not just buy a suitcase when you come back?"

"That makes so much sense, how come I didn't think of that?"

Hina Nekoya paused for a moment, then quickly put the question out of her mind, and with a self-deprecating attitude, led him out of the gymnasium: "Fine, let's leave it at that. How do we get there?"

"I want to go to Niigata Prefecture first, then take a boat at noon on the second day, and arrive at Otaru Port in the early morning of the third day," Makoto Takahashi said.

"Taking a boat? That sounds great. I've never been on a boat before. When I came to Tokyo, I took the Shinkansen directly."

Hina Nekoya's eyes lit up, and she looked very interested. Makoto Takahashi asked cautiously, "You won't get seasick, will you?"

"Probably not? Seasickness is fine too, hehe, anyway, A-Cheng is here. Besides, going on a boat sounds very romantic, it can already be set as an [anniversary]."

"alright."

The two got into the back seat of the black sedan together. Just as the driver started the engine, Nekoya Hina's phone rang.

When the call connected, she responded with "Oh" and "Okay" a couple of times, and finally said "Thank you for your hard work" before hanging up.

"Who called?" Makoto Takahashi asked casually.

"Delivery? I don't remember ordering anything online recently. That's strange." Nekoya Hina scratched the back of her head in confusion.

"Let's go back to our apartment in Shinjuku first, and put your suitcase and backpack back there while we're at it," Makoto Takahashi suggested.

"Alright."

The mailbox at the Shinjuku apartment was located in the lobby on the first floor of the building. After finding the apartment number, Nekoya Hina finally understood where the package came from.

The thin envelope, bearing the Tsurumizawa school emblem, contained the results of the entrance exam.

After receiving the envelope, Nekoya Hina seemed a little uneasy, and Takahashi Makoto looked at her with a helpless expression as he saw her nervously pursing her lower lip.

"Yin Cai, you can't possibly fail your humanities subjects, right?"

It doesn't make sense that Nekoya Hina, who doesn't play in a band, achieves better results than those who do.

"No, it's just... Anyway, we should still have some time. Let's go upstairs first."

"Shall I help you dismantle it?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"No need, I can do it myself!" Hina Nekoya firmly refused him.

Upon arriving at the apartment, Nekoya Hina put down her suitcase and backpack, then hurriedly climbed up to the attic to search for the amulets collected by Hanakawa Kaori.

Makoto Takahashi casually found a place to sit down, looked around the room, and suddenly felt something was off.

The atmosphere felt a little off compared to the last time I came.

Upon closer inspection, the source of the strangeness was quickly found: magazines that hadn't been there before had appeared in the apartment, mostly "Dating Special" and "Love Fortune Telling" issues.

I picked up an open magazine at random; the title seemed like a joke.

Kissing Special: Techniques for Creating the Right Atmosphere and Practicing Alone

Practice alone?

Makoto Takahashi's portrayal of Hina Nekoya has drastically increased the level of cuteness.

"Ah, found it."

Hina Nekoya came down from the attic, noticed the magazine he was reading, her eyes flickered, and she became hesitant: "Makoto, that's...it was brought back by Hanori!"

"...I see."

Upon seeing an article in a magazine about practicing tongue movements with ice cubes, Makoto Takahashi tried his best to keep a straight face.

"This magazine is so stupid, let's open the report card first."

Hina Nekoya snatched the magazine, then sat down opposite Makoto Takahashi, placing the amulet and crystal she had found to bless her exams between them.

Seeing her serious expression, Takahashi Makoto pursed his lips speechlessly: "It can't be that serious, can it? Aren't your humanities grades pretty good?"

Hina Nekoya's eyes darted around for a while before she lowered her voice guiltily and said, "I'm okay with the other humanities subjects, but I'm completely clueless when it comes to modern fiction questions."

"..."

"That's right, I didn't expect to be tested on someone I don't know at all, and how would I know what the protagonist is thinking?"

"I remember the reading comprehension test was about romance novels, right?" Makoto Takahashi sighed heavily.

"That's true, but I just don't understand it, especially the jealousy that other men showed when they were with the female lead. They didn't say anything to her about it."

Hina Nekoya seemed to have a hard time understanding those who kept their true feelings hidden instead of speaking them aloud. Makoto Takahashi's gaze fell on the magazine she had thrown far away, his brows furrowed, unable to understand why Hina Nekoya couldn't understand.

It's impossible that Hanakawa Kaori really bought the magazine, right?

Impossible. She would simply use reading magazines as an excuse to ask me to study together.

"I'm going to open it." Nekoya Hina clasped her hands together, held the envelope between her palms, closed her eyes, and prayed earnestly.

Makoto Takahashi moved to a seat next to Hina Nekoya, recalling the atmosphere-building techniques, timing strategies, and suggestive methods he had just read in the magazine, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her thigh.

Hina Nekoya's shoulders trembled slightly, and she turned her head to look at him somewhat uncomfortably.

"Aren't you going to demolish it yet?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"You absolutely have to pass!" Nekoya Hina tore open the envelope as if she were going to her death and took out the report card inside.

Passed.

"Phew, that scared me to death."

Hina Nekoya breathed a sigh of relief, put down the report card, and seemingly casually placed her hand, her fingertips resting on the back of Makoto Takahashi's hand.

Makoto Takahashi was now convinced that she must have bought the magazine.

Makoto Takahashi grasped the hand that Hina Nekoya had been lightly resting on the back of his hand, interlocking their fingers as if afraid she would run away, and then leaned closer: "Is reading comprehension really that hard?"

"......Um."

"Won't Hanaori suddenly come back, will she?"

"She went to see Senior Xing."

Hina Nekoya turned her face away shyly, a hint of moisture welling up in her chestnut eyes.

"Then... Hinata."

Makoto Takahashi grabbed her shoulders and kissed her pink lips. Haruna Nekoya's eyes gradually became hazy, and she surrendered her body to him completely as if she had lost all strength.

In the ambiguous atmosphere that filled the apartment, only the sound of water splashing from the two passionately kissing and their rapid breathing could be heard.

......

Unsurprisingly, the two changed their train tickets.

It was past 12:30 when I finally packed my simple luggage and headed to the station.

Fortunately, the Shinkansen journey from Tokyo to Niigata Prefecture takes only about 1 hour and 40 minutes, so it won't affect our first travel date.

By the time they arrived in Niigata Prefecture, Nekoya Haruna had just replenished her energy.

Makoto Takahashi and she toured the former Saito family villa together, took a cable car to the top of Mount Yahiko, watched the spectacular sunset, and then soaked in the black hot spring at Iwamuro Onsen after descending the mountain.

On March 29, the two boarded a ferry bound for Otaru Port.

This ship can be described as a floating resort, featuring not only open-air baths and saunas open until the early hours of the morning, but also restaurants, shopping malls, game rooms, and karaoke rooms.

Takahashi Makoto booked a luxury suite, which not only has a separate bathroom and refrigerator, but also offers views of the starry sky and the sea from a private terrace.

After checking into her room and getting used to the ship's environment, Hina Nekoya, having confirmed that she wouldn't get seasick, immediately became excited and dragged Makoto Takahashi around the ship.

"Ah Cheng, there are vending machines on the ship too!"