The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Hearing the noise, Kiyono Makoto quickly came out of the kitchen:

"What's wrong?"

Eriri, tears welling in her eyes, knelt on the ground, clutching her bruised knee, and quickly found the culprit:

"I...I just stepped on a bar of soap...Damn it! I'm sure I put it away properly, how did the soap end up under my feet?!"

Has the lucky pervert struck again?

Makoto Kiyono wasn't sure, and it's also possible that Eriri herself was careless:

"How serious is it? Do you need my help?"

"No need, I just bumped my knee."

Eriri leaned against the wall to stand up, her delicate brows furrowed, her eyes misty. "Ouch~ that hurts."

Fortunately, although it hurts, it's not to the point where I can't walk.

Eriri bit her lower lip lightly, and reluctantly reached out to open the door.

A gentle breeze wafted from the bathroom, carrying the scents of shampoo and shower gel, along with the subtle fragrance of a young woman's body.

A blonde girl stood prettily behind the door, wearing a white men's shirt that was clearly too big, looking loose and baggy, with the hem even covering her thighs; it could easily be worn as a skirt.

Eriri had just finished showering; her skin was snow-white, and her wet blonde hair was draped down her back, with a few strands clinging to her fair and delicate neck and cheeks, making her appear even more petite and adorable.

Her eyes were misty and she looked wronged, like a little animal that had just been bullied.

"Did you bump your knee?"

Makoto Kiyono's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Eriri's knees.

It is clearly visible that faint bruises have appeared on the girl's knees.

"Today is definitely my Mercury retrograde day, super unlucky..."

Eriri bit her lower lip, complaining as she walked out, leaning against the wall for support.

Makoto Kiyono made the following suggestion:

"Should I use water magic to heal you?"

"ha?!"

Eriri quickly took a half step back, hastily refusing:

"No need! Don't do anything reckless! If you dare use water magic, you're dead!"

If I receive water magic healing, my mind will definitely go blank again, right?

That would be so embarrassing... I absolutely don't want to do something so shameful!

"Then forget it."

Kiyono Makoto naturally wouldn't insist, pointing to the balcony, "The bathroom is on the balcony, Eriri, take your clothes there, it has a dryer... By the way, you know how to use a washing machine, right?"

"Wordy."

Eriri put her hands on her hips, raised her delicate chin, and couldn't help but pout, "I'm not some caveman, of course I know how to use a washing machine."

Kiyono Makoto clicked his tongue softly: "In manga, even the most privileged young ladies have never eaten instant noodles, yet Eriri knows how to use a washing machine. Impressive."

That's an exaggeration technique used in comics.

Eriri retorted, "It's like in many doujinshi, the girls' breasts are bigger than their heads, it's beyond the realm of humanity, and then there are those with huge breasts..."

Before she could finish speaking, Eriri suddenly widened her eyes, quickly raised her hand to cover her pink lips, and her face turned red rapidly at a visible speed.

As a doujinshi artist, Eriri has naturally drawn many mature-themed works, but saying it in front of boys is still incredibly embarrassing.

Kiyono Makoto’s expression is subtle:

"Ms. Kashiwagi Eri seems to be very knowledgeable."

"Who's so knowledgeable, you idiot!"

Eriri was both embarrassed and angry, and she clenched her little fists and pounded on the ground:

"That's common sense!"

"I'll go cook."

Kiyono Makoto let Takumi knock twice, then turned and went into the kitchen:

"Hurry up and do the laundry."

"call......"

Eriri secretly breathed a sigh of relief, covered her burning cheeks, turned around and went into the bathroom to gather her clothes.

Carrying the clothes, Eriri slowly made her way to the balcony, where she quickly spotted the washing machine in the corner.

"It's a bit different from the washing machine at home, let me take a look at it first..."

Eriri initially wanted to ask for help, but remembering what she had just said, she held back.

"The operation of washing machines should be largely the same, with no major differences."

Eriri carefully tucked the clothes inside and pressed the virtual button.

Splash!

Strange noises soon came from the washing machine.

"Hey, what's that sound?"

"Wait... when I bought the drink earlier, I think I put the change in my pocket and forgot to take it out."

Eriri slapped her forehead, quickly turned off the washing machine, and bent down to take out the coins.

After a long struggle, Eriri finally found the coin, only to discover that she suddenly couldn't get up.

"W-what happened?"

"My hair hurts...it feels like it's being pulled?"

Eriri nervously tries to save herself.

Unfortunately, the front-loading washing machine is quite small, and a person gets stuck inside, unable to move at all.

With no other option, Eriri had to call for help.

"You idiot, Kiyono...you, you come here right now."

Hearing the shouts, Kiyono Makoto stepped out of the kitchen, initially thinking Eriri was having trouble using the washing machine. He was immediately shocked to see the blonde girl stuck inside.

"Eri Kashiwagi-sensei, are you gathering material for your new book?"

"It's not about gathering material!"

Eriri's voice, both embarrassed and angry, came from inside the cylinder, "A coin accidentally fell into the cylinder, and I was picking it up!"

Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Takumi's waist.

The shirt slipped down due to gravity, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white waist, which looked exceptionally slender. Kiyono Makoto felt he could easily grasp it with both hands.

The King of Chu had a fondness for slender waists, and suddenly she felt a deep empathy for him.

"This position is so tiring, I can't get up."

Eriri's voice was plaintive, "You idiot, Seino, hurry up and come help."

"receive."

Kiyono Makoto stepped forward and placed his hands on Takumi's waist.

"Mmm~!"

Eriri felt a tingling electric current instantly sweep through her body, her legs trembled, and she almost fell over.

"What are you doing?!"

Eriri's voice trembled as the sketchbook she had drawn involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

In that story, the female protagonist got stuck in an elevator, but now she's stuck in a washing machine—the story has suddenly become reality!

Eriri suddenly felt a little flustered.

If that idiot Seino saw her own elevator sketchbook, what would happen next...?

no!

I would never agree to something like that!

Seino Makoto was perfectly justified:

"Of course, I pulled you out."

"Fool!"

Eriri was so angry she wanted to bite someone. "You can't just pull your hair out like that!"

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"No way!"

Eriri's voice was filled with shame and indignation, "Take your hand away right now!"

"..."

Kiyono Makoto looked down and realized that his hands were still on Takumi's waist.

"Sorry, I forgot."

Kiyono Makoto removed his hands and then squatted down.

A moment later.

Zhai Li, who was stuck in the washing machine, was successfully rescued.

"call......"

Eriri let out a long sigh, covering her chest with her hands, her pretty face flushed crimson, almost as if it were about to bleed.

"I...I want to go home...Today has been such a terrible day..."

"Let's wait until the rain stops; we can't go back in the rain."

Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted, landing on the girl's wet hair:

"Hurry up and dry your hair, be careful not to catch a cold..."

After a pause, Kiyono Makoto suddenly sighed:

"Never mind, let me blow-dry your hair."

"No way, I'll blow it myself."

Eriri instinctively refused.

Seino Makoto seriously counted on his fingers:

"I get carsick, get soaked in the rain, step in soap, and just got stuck in the washing machine... Today is probably your Mercury retrograde day. If you're left to blow-dry your hair, you might get an electric shock."

Yinglili: "......"

Although she really wanted to refuse, Eriri felt guilty when she thought about all the unlucky things that had happened to her today.

Blow-drying your own hair... seems really dangerous.

Kiyono Makoto turned off the washing machine, set the automatic drying function, and then walked towards the living room:

"Come and sit down."

"..."

Eriri bit her lower lip lightly, her face flushed, and obediently followed and sat down.

Seino Makoto found the hairdryer and walked behind Takumi.

"Waaah—"

A warm breeze quickly blew out.

As the damp, cold feeling quickly dissipated, Eriri comfortably squinted her eyes.