The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

They actually asked if I wanted it; if I hesitated for even a second, I was just putting on a brave face.

Points are as important as life itself, so no player could possibly refuse them.

"Her Majesty, the future Queen of Business"

Kiyono Makoto solemnly extended his right hand, "Please be sure to take me with you to get rich."

"That kind of address is too exaggerated..."

Rio Futaba's pretty face flushed slightly as she muttered softly, "And it looks so old-fashioned."

It's surprisingly endearing that this calm and collected science-oriented girl would pay attention to such small details.

"Forging equipment is not easy; it requires time and effort."

Rio Futaba turned her pretty face slightly away, pursing her beautiful lips. "With my current abilities, I can only forge one piece of equipment per day at most."

Kiyono Makoto didn't seem to care, and simply asked, "Can it be improved in the future?"

"Can."

Rio Futaba nodded slightly.

Kiyono Makoto smiled: "That means the future is promising."

Futaba Rio: "..."

Rio Futaba's gaze lingered on Kiyono's face for a second before she slightly turned her pretty face away.

"Let's see if Kiyono can improve the equipment quality first."

"it is good."

Rio Futaba is decisive and efficient; as she spoke, she pulled out several pieces of ordinary equipment.

"These are the equipment I forged before. They are all ordinary white items certified by the park. Because I have to buy the prototypes, and player-made items give people an unreliable feeling, I can't earn any points by selling them directly. So they have been stored in my personal backpack... If I can upgrade the quality of the equipment to blue, it will not only be easier to sell, but the price will also increase significantly."

"I'll give it a try."

Makoto Kiyono activated his keyword observation ability, and his gaze first fell on Rio Futaba.

Several terms quietly emerged.

[Entry: Science Girl]

[Entry: Craft Expert]

[Entry: Big White Soft]

"...Big White Softie?"

As Kiyono Makoto watched, unforgettable scenes from the dungeon involuntarily surfaced in his mind, perfectly matching the description...

"Kiyono-kun's eyes are so strange."

Rio Futaba raised her hand to cover her chest and cautiously took a half-step back.

"It's an illusion."

Kiyono Makoto promptly denied it, glancing down at the equipment on the podium, and changed the subject:

"Is it true that removing affixes will damage equipment?"

"Sure."

Rio Futaba nodded slightly. "Scientific research is inherently accompanied by necessary sacrifices."

"That's fine."

Under the girl's gaze, Kiyono Makoto began stripping equipment attributes.

White equipment usually only has one or two affixes, and its quality is not high, making it easy to remove.

A moment later.

Kiyono Makoto successfully stripped all the stats from three pieces of equipment and added them to a shield piece of equipment.

As the last entry was added, the shield's surface shimmered, brightening the eyes of both Kiyono Makoto and Futaba Rio.

"...It has been upgraded to blue equipment."

Rio Futaba excitedly pushed up her glasses. "I knew it! Having enough entries allows us to upgrade our equipment."

Kiyono Makoto let out a soft breath:

"How many points could I sell this shield for?"

"It should sell for 3,000 points."

Rio Futaba quickly calculated, "When players sell items, the park will conduct inspections beforehand. In other words, there won't be any counterfeit or substandard products."

"Now that the shield has been upgraded to blue quality, it not only increases defense and reduces stamina consumption, but also reduces damage and reflects a small portion of damage... Plus, armor is already a popular item, so it might sell for even more points to players who are in a hurry to enter the dungeon."

Rio Futaba is clearly a math whiz:

"The price of weapon prototypes isn't high, only 500 points each. If we don't factor in the time and effort we invest, we can at least double our points."

The capitalist was overjoyed to hear that he had earned double the points in one fell swoop.

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto began to calculate:

"We just stripped all the stats from three pieces of equipment, upgrading the shield to blue-tier. If the probability is 3 to 1 for all three, then we can create one blue-tier item every four days... That's something to look forward to."

"I'll post the shield on the players' forum first..."

Rio Futaba spoke as she began to operate the device.

Kiyono Makoto casually glanced at the remaining two pieces of white-grade equipment, then his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Wait... self-repair?"

It was an ordinary arm guard with only two attributes: one was to increase the arm's defense, and the other was a green self-repair function.

At this moment, upon seeing the "Self-Repair" entry, Kiyono Makoto suddenly remembered the "Substitution Technique Scroll" he had obtained from the dungeon.

The Substitution Jutsu scroll is a consumable item, with only one use remaining, and it hasn't been used yet... What would happen if I removed the Self-Repair attribute and then pasted it back on?

Makoto Kiyono wasn't sure, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of anticipation.

Before she could even speak, Rio Futaba's voice rang out first:

"All done... Kiyono-kun, let me experience water magic!"

Kiyono Makoto slightly twitched the corner of his mouth: "You really want to experience water magic?"

"Sure."

Kiyono Makoto reminded her again: "The water magic mutation only works on women. I didn't feel anything special when I cast it on myself, so I don't know what will happen next... Just so you know, no matter what happens, Futaba, don't be angry."

"I promise I won't get angry."

Rio Futaba said calmly, "It's just scientific research. Kiyono-san, please use your water magic."

"...I hope you won't regret it later."

Kiyono Makoto silently extended his right hand.

Water molecules in the air quickly converged from all directions, and as the skill level increased, the casting speed increased significantly, rapidly condensing into a transparent water sphere in Kiyono Makoto's palm.

"Get ready."

Kiyono Makoto clenched his right hand in mid-air, sending the water sphere flying towards Futaba Rio. It then suddenly exploded, transforming into wisps of misty rain that quietly seeped into Futaba Rio's body.

"It feels cool and refreshing, but nothing else... Huh?!"

Rio Futaba tilted her head, looking puzzled.

Before she could finish speaking, the girl with glasses suddenly widened her eyes and her body stiffened as if she had been electrocuted.

"W-what happened...?"

"Electricity...current..."

Rio Futaba felt an indescribable electric current suddenly sweep through her entire body, from her tailbone to the top of her head, and she felt terrible instantly.

"How strange..."

Rio Futaba bit her lower lip tightly, feeling her legs suddenly go weak. She hurriedly tried to sit down on a chair, but as soon as she made a move, her knees buckled and she fell forward.

"careful."

Kiyono Makoto quickly stepped forward and caught the bespectacled girl who was about to fall.

"Ugh~!!!"

The moment their bodies touched, Rio Futaba felt a sudden, intense, tingling electric current surge, several times stronger than before, and her mind went completely blank.

"No, don't..."

Rio Futaba's pretty face was burning hot, her breathing was rapid, and she collapsed limply into Makoto Kiyono's arms, her glasses wobbling as they fell down, revealing her bewildered, watery eyes.

"Shall I help you to a chair to sit down for a while?"

Sensing the faint fragrance emanating from the girl, Kiyono Makoto felt he was about to embarrass himself, so he took a deep breath, placed his hands on the girl's waist, and prepared to help Futaba off the podium.

"Ugh—!"

His waist was precisely the forbidden zone for Futaba. As Kiyono Makoto gripped her tightly, a tingling, electric current surged forth again, instantly shattering the girl's dam of reason.

"No, don't move!"

Rio Futaba trembled, her voice was slightly nasal, and there was even a hint of a sob in her tone.

"Okay, I won't move."

Kiyono Makoto silently raised his hands.

Without a doubt.

Futaba, like Eriri, likely possesses an inexplicable special constitution; she was already on the verge of tears after just one water spell.

If you were to unleash five water spells in one go, like you did against Hinako Deepwater... wouldn't that break down?

Futaba is definitely going to break down!

"Huh...huh..."

Rio Futaba was breathing heavily, her hands trembling as she grabbed Makoto Kiyono's arm, trying to get up, but she had no strength at all. She managed to pull away a little, but then fell back into Makoto Kiyono's arms, which at first glance looked like she was just dawdling.

"Oops."

Kiyono Makoto's expression changed slightly, and he took a deep breath.

The girl's breath was warm and sweet, falling precisely into his neck.

Not only that, Futaba was pressed tightly against his chest at that moment, and when a human breathes heavily, their chest naturally rises and falls, and Futaba happened to be a woman with a broad chest...

Using something like this to test male high school students?

Which high school student could withstand this kind of test!

Kiyono Makoto held his breath and tried to calm himself down by recalling the various monsters he had encountered.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

The sweet, soft-smelling bespectacled girl nestled in his arms, her breathing rapid, her body burning hot, her mind completely unrestrained.

dong dong dong.

Kiyono Makoto's heart raced, and his blood rushed to his head.

Sensing Kiyono's change, Rio Futaba's body tensed up abruptly.

"...it's over."

Kiyono Makoto closed his eyes in despair.

The activity room fell silent.

Neither of them spoke again; only the girl's rapid breathing echoed in the air.

Fortunately, as time passed, the soothing effect of the water magic gradually diminished, and Rio Futaba finally struggled out of her blank mind and irrational state. She supported herself on Makoto Kiyono's chest with both hands, staggered backward, and finally escaped from Kiyono's embrace.

*Clatter*

In his panic, his already precarious glasses fell to the ground.

Without the black-rimmed glasses to conceal it, the girl's moist, misty eyes were immediately visible, her eyes slightly red, and her face was flushed bright red, like a little white rabbit that had been treated roughly and was about to cry at any moment.