The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

Nishimiya Shoko tilted her pretty face up, her expression blank.

Kato Megumi blinked and whispered beside her:

"Nishimiya-kun, Kiyono-kun is inviting you to join the team."

Upon hearing this, Nishimiya Shoko immediately tensed up, awkwardly looking down at her toes, then nervously raising her sketchbook:

"I'm sorry... I'm weak and I'll be a burden to everyone..."

He apologizes immediately when faced with someone's kindness, and is always worried about causing trouble for others; he is indeed a child who lacks love.

“Everyone starts weak and grows stronger little by little. I have high hopes for Nishimiya-kun’s potential.” Kiyono Makoto’s eyes were bright. “Besides, none of us are really strong yet, so there’s no such thing as anyone dragging anyone down. We’re just in the team survival stage right now… So, Nishimiya-kun, would you like to join the team?”

Faced with the invitation, Nishimiya Shoko hesitated for two seconds before finally nodding weakly with a blush on her face.

Kiyono Makoto said softly:

"To join the team, you need to complete the ritual we just performed... Is that alright?"

"..."

Nishimiya Shoko's pretty face flushed even more, and she nodded hesitantly and shyly.

Since you're not saying anything, I'll take that as a yes.

Makoto Kiyono simply extended his right hand to initiate the contract ritual:

"Nishimiya Shoko, be my daughter!"

"what……"

Nishimiya Shoko parted her pink lips, but before she could speak, her pretty face was already flushed crimson. She shyly looked down at her toes, and because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice sounded slightly strange.

"...Do-Do-san".

The ceremony was completed.

The contract scroll floated into the air, and the flaming pen wrote Nishimiya Shoko's name, and the girl successfully joined the party.

The familiar notification sound rang in his ears again, but Kiyono Makoto ignored it and directly opened the character panel, only to be surprised to find that his physique had been slightly improved.

Excellent! Nishimiya Shoko's strongest attribute is physique. Congratulations!

Kiyono Makoto looked at the socially awkward girl with satisfaction:

"Nishimiya-kun, I look forward to working with you in the future."

Nishimiya Shoko blushed and looked down at her toes, completely too embarrassed to look up. She nervously held up her sketchbook.

"...I'm sorry, please give me your guidance."

"Kato, don't rush." ​​Kiyono Makoto turned to look at Kato Megumi. "You can only join the team after you become a formal player."

Kato Megumi nodded slightly, her expression calm: "Kiyono-kun is right here, so there's no rush."

“Junior.” Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up at him, her tone grave. “Futaba’s leg injury is quite serious. We just used a hemostatic spray to treat it, but it didn’t have much effect. The wound’s inability to heal is probably related to the toxins… Could your water magic remove the toxins?”

Chapter 52 Eriri: Have I become a unit of measurement?

Makoto Kiyono's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Rio Futaba's calves.

The girl's stockings were soaked with blood. The wound wasn't large, but it kept bleeding. The surrounding veins had turned black, as if black lines were branded onto her snow-white skin, which looked shocking.

"Water magic can heal injuries and soothe the mind, but it does not have the effect of detoxifying."

Kiyono Makoto shook his head slightly.

Is that so?

Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned upon hearing this.

Everyone was a new player, penniless, and no one had prepared any antidotes.

Without an antidote, wounds cannot heal, life points will continue to decrease, and eventually life will be endangered.

Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her pink lips and quickly came up with a solution: "It seems that the only way is to gather the special items as soon as possible, send Futaba to the evacuation point, let Futaba leave the dungeon first, and then receive treatment from Paradise."

“Um…” Kato Megumi said softly, “I played the search, attack, and retreat game with Kiyono-kun before, and we often got our retreat points blocked.”

Eriri put her hands on her hips and nodded in agreement:

"There are countless players in the dungeon, and some are definitely trying to wait for the monsters to come to them and gain something for nothing. Futaba needs treatment, but we can't be too impulsive."

Rio Futaba adjusted her glasses, her tone calm and composed:

"Don't worry, my physical attributes are not low."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked over expectantly: "The poison won't endanger your life?"

Rio Futaba shook her head: "At the current rate of health loss, we can only last for another two hours."

"..."

I thought you were so amazing, but it turns out you could only last two more hours!

At that moment, Kiyono Makoto's voice rang out again:

"I just activated the Crimson Key and gained a special passive ability that can help purify curses, and toxins might be among them... Should I give it a try?"

"Let's make it clear first."

"Purification cannot be achieved through air contact; physical contact is necessary."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms and tilted her head to look at him:

"Junior, do you need to take all your clothes off?"

Kiyono Makoto was speechless: "Of course not."

Kasumigaoka Utaha continued to ask:

Is a fluid exchange necessary?

"Huh? What are you talking about?!"

Eriri blushed slightly and couldn't help but retort:

"That kind of stuff can only supplement a trace amount of protein at most; it doesn't seem like it can detoxify at all!"

Utaha Kasumigaoka clicked her tongue softly upon hearing this, tilting her head to look over:

"I was talking about saliva. It's common knowledge that human saliva has a weak bactericidal effect... What are you talking about, Eriri-kun?"

Eriri looked away guiltily, stammering:

"I... I was just talking about saliva!"

"A liar will swallow a thousand needles."

"Kasumigaoka Utaha! Don't go too far!"

"..."

"That's enough, stop arguing." Kiyono Makoto sighed and pressed his temples. "It's just normal physical contact, don't get all this fuss over yourselves... you can probably just touch the wound with your hands."

Kato Emi stood quietly to the side, her fingers gently twirling a strand of hair by her ear, her expression indifferent, it was unclear whether she understood or not.

Nishimiya Shoko looked blank, completely unaware of the suggestive words exchanged between her senior and Otakuri.

Kiyono Makoto let out a soft breath and looked at Futaba Rio:

"Futaba, would you like me to try and help purify the toxins?"

Rio Futaba pursed her colorless lips, her tone still calm:

"If it's just about touching the wound with your hands... then I'll leave it to Kiyono-kun."

Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted downwards:

"Take off your stockings first; you can't perform your abilities through stockings."

"it is good."

Rio Futaba nodded slightly, gazing at the bench not far away:

"...I'll go sit down first."

In just a few steps, due to the loss of life points and excessive mental energy consumption, Rio Futaba's pretty face was already pale and her forehead was covered in sweat.

Sitting down on the bench, Rio Futaba gently exhaled, turned her body to the side, and began to take off her stockings.

Then... a problem arose.

Futaba is a woman with great ambition and exceptional talent. She is a true "oppa" (a person with large breasts). To take off her stockings, she needs to bend over. However, when she bends over while sitting, her breasts press directly against her knees, which not only obstructs her view but also prevents her from extending her arms far enough to take off the stockings.

Puff puff~

Whether it was a hallucination or not, Makoto Kiyono suddenly heard the sound of a slime being squeezed in his mind.

At the same time, there is also that familiar English song.

“ABCDEFG…”

Makoto Kiyono didn't know Futaba's exact stats, but he was certain they surpassed 99% of female high school students.

If we take Eriri pear as the standard unit of measurement, Futaba's value is at least five times that of Eriri pear.

"Damn Oppai aliens..."

Eriri crossed her arms and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

The criticism isn't directed at any individual, but rather reflects the instinctive hostility of flat-chested people towards people with large breasts.

Human happiness often stems from comparison, and so does feelings of inferiority.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, at this moment, Eriri clearly experienced what it felt like to feel inferior.

"No, I can't take it off..."

Rio Futaba bit her lower lip in embarrassment, her eyes lowered in shame. She tried to get up, but her head spun.

During junior high school, Futaba's development level far exceeded that of her peers, and she was often talked about behind her back, and even given all sorts of nasty nicknames. Since then, Futaba Rio has always felt inferior because of her figure.

At this moment, facing the gazes of the girls, the girl's feelings of inferiority surged up again.

“...Junior brother.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes darted around, keenly noticing Futaba's embarrassment, and she turned to look at Kiyono Makoto:

"Go help me take off my stockings."

"Ok?"

Seino Makoto raised an eyebrow:

"You want me to help with something like this?"

There are several girls around you, you don't need a guy to help you take off your stockings!

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice is cool and languid:

“Junior just washed his hands. We didn’t, so our hands are full of germs. Besides, you’ll be touching Futaba later, so consider this a good start to getting used to it.”

Kiyono Makoto: "..."

I did wash my hands thoroughly with water after I finished looting the bag.

"I have no problem with that..." Kiyono Makoto quickly agreed, then looked at the girl in the white coat, "What does Futaba-san say?"

Rio Futaba moved her pink lips, intending to refuse instinctively, but the words caught in her throat, and she swallowed them back, her voice steady:

"Please, Kiyono-kun."

From a generally rational perspective, asking others for help is indeed the best option.

As for whether the other person is a boy... when a person is drowning, there is no distinction between genders.

"Then I'll do it."

Kiyono Makoto took two steps to Futaba's side, half-squatted down, and gently reached out to hold the girl's ankle, which was covered by black stockings.

"Futaba-san, shall I begin?"

Rio Futaba turned her pretty face away, the tips of her ears turning slightly red, and replied softly:

"...Please."