The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

Kiyono Makoto asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Rio Futaba: "Literally, it's divided into two halves."

"..."

As expected of a science-oriented girl, she didn't forget to conduct quantum mechanics experiments even when splitting a person in two.

"Room ready."

Rio Futaba pushed the door open.

Kiyono Makoto curiously walked in and found that the room was not the sci-fi metallic style he had imagined, but an ordinary little girl's room, with posters on the walls, dolls on the bed, and a carpet on the floor... It could be said to be full of life.

"Kiyono-kun, how can you help me restore my mental strength?"

Rio Futaba looked up at her and asked about the important matter.

"I've obtained a new entry..."

Kiyono Makoto didn't hide anything and described the effect of the entry in detail.

As Doraemon's assistant, Yotsuba might offer entirely new uses that haven't been considered before.

"A very useful ability."

Rio Futaba listened attentively, her eyes quickly brightening. "Spellcasting training and equipment forging all require mental energy. Kiyono-kun can even help others recover, like the legendary mana replenishment... By the way, what are the specific rules for 'sticking'?"

"I don't know."

Kiyono Makoto shook his head, "I only unlocked the ability today, and I know nothing about the specific details."

Rio Futaba hesitated for two seconds:

"The so-called 'sticking' probably refers to physical contact... the simplest and most common form of physical contact is holding hands."

At this point, Rio Futaba paused slightly, a faint blush rising to her pretty face, and her voice unconsciously lowered:

"I was just about to continue forging equipment... Should we test it now?"

Chapter 101 Let's replenish our mana, Futaba!

"...Shall we give it a try?"

Rio Futaba looked up and extended an invitation.

"Let's give it a try."

Faced with Futaba's invitation, Kiyono Makoto naturally had no reason to refuse.

Since we're already here, wouldn't it be a wasted trip if we didn't test the mana replenishment effect?

"etc."

Kiyono Makoto suddenly remembered a question, "After holding hands, how will Futaba forge equipment? It won't be convenient with only one hand, will it?"

"The great inventor's wrench doesn't require hands to operate."

Rio Futaba gently shook her head, "...Kiyono-kun will find out how to forge the equipment later."

"That's fine."

Kiyono Makoto extended his right hand.

"..."

Rio Futaba lowered her gaze, keeping her eyes down and remaining silent, but a blush crept onto the tips of her ears.

Although she was the one who initiated the verification invitation, she still got shy when the time came.

Night deepened.

Wearing her pajamas, she took the initiative to invite a boy to try holding hands.

Even though it's for forging equipment... isn't that embarrassing?

"call......"

Rio Futaba took a deep breath, suppressing the shyness in her eyes, and raised her right hand while pursing her pink lips.

The girl hesitated slightly for a moment when her cool fingertips touched Kiyono Makoto's palm before quickly slipping into his hand.

Skin to skin.

Feeling the scalding heat emanating from the boy's palm, Rio Futaba tensed slightly, then unconsciously turned her head away.

The room was brightly lit.

The girl's glasses gleamed white, and her originally fair and jade-like skin seemed to have been dipped in ink-like water, with a blush spreading out quietly.

"...She actually blushed."

Kiyono Makoto saw this and felt inexplicably pleased.

When invited to hold hands for verification, Rio Futaba remained calm, as if she were just conducting a simple scientific experiment. Little did she know that it was all a pretense.

Doraemon, who is calm and composed during the day, involuntarily reveals his true nature at night: he is actually afraid of the dark, shy, and blushes like a little girl.

Small twin leaves, easy to handle.

Unlike the shy Futaba, Kiyono Makoto showed no shyness at all, and instead pinched Futaba's fingers with great interest.

So soft.

My first impression was how soft it was.

The girl's small hands looked bony and distinct, but when you held them, you realized they were incredibly soft, as if they had no bones. Her skin was indescribably delicate and silky, and you felt like it would slip through your palm if you weren't careful.

My second impression is that it's so small.

It looks fine at first glance, but once you hold it in your hand, you realize that Futaba's right hand is exceptionally small, and it can be easily and perfectly wrapped around it.

"Kiyono-kun...don't move."

Rio Futaba tried to keep her tone calm, but if you listened carefully, you could clearly hear a slight tremor in her voice.

"Yes, I'm very sorry."

Kiyono Makoto quickly became obedient.

The important thing is to focus on the present; there will be plenty of time later. Being too hasty might anger Futaba, and in the end, it will only backfire.

"call......"

Rio Futaba secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned her face away:

"Let's go, the weapon prototype is on the desk."

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto nodded, and holding hands with Futaba, they walked to the desk.

"Huh? The weapon prototype is actually tofu?"

After getting a clear look at the objects on the table, Kiyono Makoto raised an eyebrow in surprise.

At first glance, the white substance on the desk looked particularly strange; it was clearly not a natural object.

"It only looks somewhat similar, but it's neither metal nor plastic; it's more like some new material with super ductivity."

Rio Futaba's eyes lit up. "If this is released, it will definitely spark a new revolution in materials science."

As expected of a science-oriented girl, she's already starting to think about benefiting all of humanity.

Please don't.

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto retorted, "If this gets out, we might end up locked up in a lab."

"It's just a concept... I'll begin."

Rio Futaba took off her ordinary glasses from the bridge of her nose, then picked up another pair of oddly shaped monocles and put them on her face.

"After putting on these glasses, I can control the wrench with my mind."

"I need to outline specific patterns on the blank to successfully forge it. If I make a mistake, all my efforts will be wasted... Fortunately, the blank will not be destroyed; it will simply revert to its original state."

"I need to be extremely careful from now on, Kiyono-kun, please don't bother me."

Kiyono Makoto nodded to indicate that he understood.

"I see."

"..."

According to Futaba's description, the forging process is somewhat like drawing a talisman, and it is indeed not allowed to be disturbed by the outside world.

Time slipped away quietly, second by second.

Under Rio Futaba's mental control, a miniature wrench continuously traced and tapped on the raw material, feeling like carving patterns on tofu, which made people nervous just watching it.

Seino Makoto sat quietly beside him, silently protecting him.

Half an hour later.

With a soft 'hum', the weapon prototype quietly shone with white light, then quickly solidified and took shape, instantly transforming into an iron helmet. Unfortunately, the item's grade was not high; it remained the lowest-grade white item.

"......it's over."

Rio Futaba let out a long sigh of relief, took off her monocle, and turned to look at Makoto Kiyono. A slight sheen of sweat glistened on the girl's forehead, but her eyes shone brightly.

"Kiyono-kun's mana replenishment ability is incredibly useful. My mental strength is constantly recovering rapidly. Without you, I would have given up long ago. Normally, I would have had to rest at least several times in the middle."

"I'm glad I could help, but the recovery efficiency can be increased by up to 200%, it was too slow just now."

Kiyono Makoto cracked his knuckles. "...A hug might be more effective. Want to try it?"

Rio Futaba slightly widened her eyes, then unconsciously turned her face away, softly refusing:

"...No way!"

Even a science-loving girl who loves to let data speak for itself will shyly refuse something.

Coo coo coo.

The cooing of a little pigeon suddenly rang out.

Rio Futaba blushed and quickly covered her stomach with both hands.

As we all know, the brain is the largest energy-consuming organ in the human body, and people get hungry very easily when they concentrate on studying or thinking.

"Verification complete, equipment successfully forged. Kiyono-kun, hurry home, I'm going to make myself some instant noodles."

Rio Futaba turned her face away, giving the order to leave.

"Then I'll go back."

Kiyono Makoto nodded in agreement.

It was still early, and there was no rain or wind outside, so there was really no reason to stay overnight.

Following Futaba into the living room, Kiyono Makoto stopped in his tracks:

"I need to use the restroom."

Rio Futaba pointed: "There's a sign hanging on the door."

"..."

After taking care of the sanitation issues, Kiyono Makoto came out and saw Futaba standing in the kitchen with a seafood cup of instant noodles in front of her, pouring hot water into it.

A glance revealed a cabinet that wasn't closed yet, containing over a dozen different flavors of instant noodles—an outrageously large quantity. Kiyono Makoto was speechless.

"You have so many cup noodles... You don't eat this kind of low-nutrition stuff every day, do you?"

Eating it once in a while is fine, but eating it every day would definitely get boring!

"Cup noodles are the greatest invention of mankind, bar none."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Isn't that too high a rating?"

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto was taken aback and subconsciously retorted:

"I thought that in Futaba's mind, things like quantum computers were the greatest inventions."

"That kind of thing is too far removed from daily life; we might never come into contact with it in our entire lives."

Rio Futaba held the cup noodles in both hands, as if giving an academic presentation, "But cup noodles have three irreplaceable advantages."