The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

"But if they were to encounter Hinako Fukami, they would definitely be no match."

"So let's go now, to the bridge evacuation point."

"..."

Small matters are discussed in large meetings, while important matters are discussed in small meetings.

As the team captain, you can't always hold democratic votes; you must make your own decisions at crucial moments, otherwise chaos will ensue.

"Well, my junior is surprisingly assertive."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms, her eyes sparkling with agreement:

"However, as the team leader, he decides which evacuation point to take."

"How domineering..."

Eriri turned her pretty face away and muttered something under her breath.

Both Tsukiri and the senior student are very smart girls. Faced with Seiji Kiyono's unilateral decision, they both chose to silently accept it instead of opposing it.

As for Kato Megumi and Nishimiya Shoko... Kato's presence was so faint that she was only remembered after the discussion ended.

Needless to say, Nishimiya Shoko was always looking down at her toes, a typical transparent girl.

"Let's go then."

Kiyono Makoto said decisively, "Keep the formation. Nishimiya-kun, come to my side, we'll go first."

"..."

Nishimiya Shoko quickly nodded and took small steps to Kiyono Makoto's side.

"Departure, destination: evacuation point on the west bridge."

After determining the evacuation point, Kiyono Makoto and the girls checked the map, found the right direction, and decisively began their evacuation.

During the evacuation, Kiyono Makoto mentioned the second piece of intelligence:

"The second piece of information is related to monsters... those monsters hate noise."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her left arm over her chest, her fingers lightly touching her chin:

"In light novels, it feels like there are weaknesses that can be exploited... For example, using noise to lure monsters and make them attack other players?"

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses:

"Another possibility is that noise has a repelling effect, keeping monsters away from us."

Eriri nodded: "There are indeed two possibilities."

Therefore, experiments must be conducted in advance.

Rio Futaba spoke calmly, “Noise is a human-defined concept. What we consider noise, monsters may not care about. I think noise can drive monsters away, but perhaps the truth is that noise will make monsters even more ferocious... Only by conducting experiments and obtaining precise data can we be confident.”

Makoto Kiyono: "......"

As expected of a science-oriented girl, she talks about experiments and data all the time; she's incredibly rational.

"Futaba is right, it definitely needs to be verified."

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded slightly in agreement, "As for how to make noise... a certain good-for-nothing young lady should be quite familiar with it, right?"

"ha?"

Eriri's little fangs were faintly visible at the corner of her mouth as she put her hands on her hips and looked over.

Why would I be familiar with that kind of thing?

Kasumigaoka Utaha closed one eye and tilted her head slightly:

"After all, someone has been making noise all along."

"Ugh, Kasumigaoka Utaha! You better stop this already!"

"..."

"Kiyono-kun, what's the third piece of information?"

Rio Futaba tilted her pretty face up and asked earnestly.

Kiyono Makoto did not hide anything and calmly revealed the contents of the intelligence:

"How to identify a werewolf player."

"Huh?"

Kato Megumi, who had always been calm and collected, looked up in surprise.

"Such sudden intelligence..."

A look of confusion appeared on Rio Futaba's pretty face. "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the dungeon."

Kiyono Makoto looked at the bob-haired girl beside him, his tone calm:

That guy is the enemy.

Silent Hill is a real-world instance, not a forced instance in Paradise. In other words, only players with real-world connections can enter the current instance.

It's possible that the players were playing the game Silent Hill, or they were in the same location and were pulled in together.

The werewolf player left a hunting mark on Kato Megumi, and it just so happened to be the last day of the mark in reality, and the other party was pulled into the real-world instance... Kiyono Makoto strongly suspects that the other party is most likely hiding in the shopping mall.

The target, needless to say, is none other than Kato Megumi.

Therefore, Kiyono Makoto only has one idea.

Anyone who dares to touch my people is already courting death!

"......Understood."

Rio Futaba nodded slightly and said no more.

At that moment, Nishimiya Shoko, who had always been relatively unknown, suddenly reached out her right hand and nervously grabbed the hem of Kiyono Makoto's clothes.

"What's wrong?"

Kiyono Makoto immediately stopped in his tracks.

Nishimiya Shoko nervously raised the sketchbook in her arms:

There were stiff footsteps ahead...

"Stiff feet...it must be a monster."

Kiyono Makoto made a decisive decision.

"Solve it."

On the way to meet up with my senior, I usually avoided fighting monsters I encountered because of the time constraints, but things are different now.

Defeating monsters in Silent Hill not only earns you points, but also has a small chance of dropping special items, so you definitely shouldn't waste them.

"Wait a moment."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, a glint of light flashing in her eyes:

"Kiyono-kun, please don't kill the monster in front of us for now. If possible, please hold it down so I can study it properly."

Yinglili: "......"

Even within the realm of visual novels, this is considered an incredibly explosive statement!

That's a monster! Don't get all excited when we talk about studying it!

"I really like a line of poetry that goes, 'What you learn from books is never enough; you must put it into practice to truly understand.'"

Rio Futaba's pretty face lit up with anticipation. "What kind of noise can drive a monster crazy? How long does the set's active skill take to activate? How much damage can it absorb? What exactly is the Ritual of Fate...? There are so many unknowns worth researching. I can't wait!"

Makoto Kiyono: "......"

The girls: "......"

She's definitely a science-oriented girl; her thinking is incredibly hardcore, completely different from ordinary girls.

Leave it to me.

Kiyono Makoto nodded. "If it's an ordinary monster, we should be able to control it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure quietly emerged from the mist ahead.

Twisted joints, swaying posture—it's definitely a Showa-era high school girl.

Upon seeing Kiyono Makoto and his group, the Showa-era high school girls, who had been wandering aimlessly, suddenly lunged forward like sharks smelling blood, their limbs contorted, each clutching a rusty dagger.

This Showa-era high school girl moves unsteadily, as if she's about to fall over at any moment, but her speed is astonishing, at least faster than Eriri's night run, and her contorted limbs are even more frightening.

"...Too slow."

Kiyono Makoto decisively stepped forward, swiftly reaching out to grab the Showa-era high school girl's wrist, disarming her instantly. The touch lacked the warmth and delicacy of a normal young girl, only coldness and dryness.

"He's very strong."

Makoto Kiyono commented, "He probably has the strength of a standard adult male."

After forming a team, Kiyono Makoto receives an additional bonus to his teammates' maximum attributes, which, combined with his original enhanced four-dimensional attributes, allows him to completely overwhelm the Showa-era high school girl in front of him in terms of stats.

"Give it to me."

Kiyono Makoto decisively initiated the disarming maneuver, snatching the dagger with a snap.

This Showa-era high school girl had completely black, lifeless eyes. Her right hand, now holding a dagger, was snatched away, and she immediately opened her mouth to bite it.

Kiyono Makoto took a half step back, grabbed the Showa JK's head, and slammed it hard onto the ground.

boom!

A tooth-grinding, clanging sound rang out.

If it were an ordinary person, blood would already be splattered everywhere by now. Unfortunately, Showa JK is a humanoid monster, her body has nothing to do with Jun, and she continues to struggle on the ground.

"Yinglili."

Kiyono Makoto turned to the blonde girl with twin tails, "Draw a rope and tie this monster up."

"Okay, wait for me."

Eriri quickly agreed and swiftly walked up to Nishimiya Shoko:

"Nishimiya-kun, can I borrow your back for a moment?"

"......?"

"Drawing requires a flat surface."

Eriri and her senior are sworn enemies, so naturally she wouldn't ask her senior for help. Futaba is too rational, which is intimidating. As for why she wouldn't ask Kato Megumi for help... the reason is simple.

Kato's presence was so faint that Eriri didn't even remember him.

Before long, a golden rope appeared out of thin air.

Eriri grabbed the rope and threw it over. Upon contact with the Showa JK, the rope seemed to come alive, wrapping itself around her body and quickly creating a beautifully crafted rope art piece.

The originally eerie and frightening Showa-era high school girl, bound by ropes, surprisingly developed an artistic beauty with her curves in all the right places.

Yinglili: "......"

Others: "......"

(I was quite busy today and got home late, so it's natural that it's late to finish writing. I won't abandon it... I will always love Eriri, and I will definitely finish it!)

Chapter 58: Research Girl Futaba-chan.

"Tsk~ It seems Sawamura-kun has a two-story-high level of knowledge about rope bondage."

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms over her chest, a slight, playful smile curving her lips.

"Such perfect tortoise shell rope art, you wouldn't have been secretly practicing on yourself all this time, would you?"

"I didn't! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Eriri's pretty face flushed red and hot, and she denied it three times in a row in embarrassment.

This is a lie.

As the legendary teacher Kashiwagi Eri, Eriri naturally has specialized in studying various rope bondage techniques. In those hentai doujinshi, rope bondage is an indispensable auxiliary prop.