You tell me, this is called daily youth?

In the name of the Shinomiya family, even if her heart is broken, Shinomiya Kaguya will remain calm. This is a disguise based on her identity.

There is no one you care about, and you don’t need to rely on anyone. That will only make you look weak, and weakness is a word that must never appear in education. The only purpose of interacting with people is to make better use of each other.

"After all, this is a battle of geniuses' love brains, so there's a sense of meaningless competitiveness."

Yuuki actually understands Kaguya Shinomiya better than Hayasaka imagined. How should I put it? It's the conflict between her education and her nature.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, when one is at the peak of youth and passion, how could one become a cold and heartless person?

"That's normal. Those concepts are necessary for her as a superior person, but she started out as a weakling when she entered the reincarnation game." Yuki rubbed his chin like a psychiatrist. "This situation is very unstable. There's a high chance she'll turn evil and unleash her full potential."

"Like you?"

Why does it involve me again?

Yuki thought for a while and nodded. If he really had no scruples and his heart was filled with desire, he might really be stronger than he is now.

"But I met you, and Kaguya met me, so there was no chance to trigger the dark transformation."

In fact, there are.

Hayasaka Ai moved her lips, but still didn't say anything so unlucky, and listened quietly to Yuki's analysis.

"Kaguya is kind-hearted, a bit tsundere, and actually quite sentimental. She's only been in the Reincarnation Game for a little over a month, so she's still retaining her old habits. Don't worry, she'll be back in business for a while..."

Yuuki started to chatter, but then his voice became lower and lower because he saw the maid's expression change, from doubtful to meaningful.

"You... know Miss Kaguya well? How come I didn't know you two were that familiar?"

Damn, that's over the top.

Yuuki keenly noticed his mistake and explained with a stiff upper lip: "I have a special ability, just like Hiyori, I understood all of you the moment I first met you."

"The way you explain it makes it seem more and more like it." Hayasaka Ai's face darkened and her voice was cold: "Don't even think about asking the young lady for a dowry or anything like that."

"I told you it was just a joke, why are you guys making such a big deal out of it? I'm from the giant planet and I would never be interested in an airport."

"What kind of star are you???"

Yuki was stunned for a moment, looking at the maid's plump chest, who naturally placed it on the table, and then he realized that he had accidentally hurt his teammate.

"Ahem, I'm from the Universal Star. No matter the size or length, they are all my favorites."

That's more like it, but is this what he really means?

Hayasaka secretly glanced at the senior's back. She was humming a little tune with her ponytail swinging back and forth.

Well, she's not that big, just about average.

The maid turned her head to look at Shiina Hiyori who was curled up on the sofa. The latter was holding a thick book, but she secretly raised her head. After her eyes met Hayasaka's, she quickly lowered her head and quietly hugged her chest.

This person who is just watching the show is very ambitious, but she doesn't have the courage.

Hayasaka nodded in satisfaction and slowly stood up: "I'll go call the young lady to eat. Hiyori, stop pretending to read and help the senior sister get the dishes and chopsticks."

"Will she come out if she doesn't sulk for a few days?" Yuki was a little unconvinced. He really pissed off Kaguya this time.

"Don't worry, I have a way. Miss Kaguya is very concerned about her reputation. I just need to provoke her a little."

Hayasaka Ai walked away lightly, and Yuki knew that she was trying to attract hatred for him. He raised his head slightly, looked at Hiyori who was walking by as quietly as a kitten, and instantly appeared in front of her to block her way.

"M-Mr. Yuuki?"

"You are enjoying the show, girl. Do you have any experience to share with me?" Yuki reached out and pinched the girl's face. He felt that it felt great, soft and smooth.

"I didn't watch the play, and I didn't even have time to read the novels I exchanged for them." Hiyori's voice was a little unclear, and he felt like his face was changing shape like clay.

"Nonsense, I've noticed you for a long time. Take, for example, the book 'Color and Space' you were holding just now. When did you start reading erotic novels?"

"Huh? I clearly put it in two book covers."

Snapped.

As he was speaking, Yuki felt a light tap on the head. He quickly let go of his hand and turned around to see a senior student wearing a white apron standing behind him, one hand on her waist and the other holding a spatula.

"Don't bully Rihe. Go, wipe the table and mop the floor."

"Senior, there's not even a speck of dust in this damn place, what's there to wipe?"

"This is called a ritual before dinner. You have to take care of the housework too. Don't be a lazy pig!"

Without any negotiation, Yuki grumbled in dissatisfaction and ran to the bathroom to get a mop. Even he didn't know what was so good about cleaning the floor that was so clean that it reflected light.

Not long after, everyone arrived. Kaguya was still angry and maintained an ice sculpture-like appearance, but when she saw Yuki mopping the floor with a grunt, she couldn't help but turn her head away and raised her hand to smooth the corners of her mouth.

Humph, now you have come to this day.

There is no doubt that Yuki is cunning and powerful. People like him should sit on a pile of corpses, leaning on a sword and thinking, but at this moment, ordinariness seems more precious. If you think about it for a while, he is no different from himself.

Everything has changed, but will it remain the same?

When she came to her senses, Kaguya found herself walking into the kitchen. Sakurajima Mai, holding dishes in her hands, was looking at her in confusion.

"Senior, I'll help too."

Mai was slightly startled, then revealed a gentle smile and handed over the bowl in her hand: "That pig-head is sometimes frighteningly calm, and sometimes outspoken. Don't get angry with him."

"Well, I misunderstood him first, so it's normal for him to want revenge."

"Kaguya-san, you're quite reasonable."

"Excuse me, actually I just feel good watching him doing housework. Senior sister, when you have time in the future, let him do more, and don't persecute me when you have nothing to do."

"Sure, but you have to participate. You can't leave everything to Hayasaka."

"Okay, I'll be in charge of making tea from now on. I don't know why, but I always feel like I have some talent in this area."

The two of them walked back to the round table, muttering to each other, and sat on their chairs. There were not many dishes on the table, just a few plates of curry, two kinds of vegetables, and a bowl of miso soup.

It's very simple. Sakurajima Mai's cooking skills are just average, but when Yuuki walked out of the bathroom, he felt that the table was full of delicacies again.

Mai, Hayasaka, Kaguya, and Hiyori all turned around, each with a different expression.

It may be gentle, focused, cold, or light. It cannot be called a sea of ​​flowers, but it is still vying for beauty.

Yuki's eyes gradually softened, and he looked like an ordinary person who came home after a tiring work to have dinner with his family.

"If you have any feelings, express them after dinner. I'm hungry." Mai waved her hand, as if she was a little impatient waiting.

This is a lie. With extraordinary physical fitness, one hardly needs to eat.

Yuuki strode over to the table, staring at the scarlet curry, wondering what he was thinking.

"Why don't you sit down?"

Snapped.

Yuki suddenly snapped his fingers and materialized a bottle of liquor from the list. Seeing everyone looking at him in surprise, he shook his head.

"Don't panic, you are all minors and are not allowed to drink." Yuki flicked the cork off with his thumb, held the table and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned the bottle upside down.

Crash.

The liquid fell to the floor, emitting a pungent smell.

"Let's toast." Yuki said in a deep voice, and raised the bottle of wine to Mai and others who looked confused, with a smile on his face.

"To the future!"

Chapter 15 Pioneers and Management Stations

Next, Yuki spent a few comfortable days, even more comfortable than in reality.

There is no disturbance during the day here, and it is absolutely safe, but it is not too idle, and there is something to do every day.

In addition to living creatures, the reincarnation game can exchange for everything you need. This pure white space is boundless, and after replicating the room, there is always something to do.

Mai began to feel dissatisfied with staying indoors, so she exchanged soil for flowers and planted them outside the house. The flowers bloomed without any fertilizer or watering.

Hayasaka Ai has exchanged dozens of coffee beans and transformed herself into a professional every day, improving through tasting.

Kaguya seldom comes out, and no one knows what she does in the room; as for Hiyori, her behavior is the simplest, she holds a book every day, and you can see her reading anytime and anywhere.

"Here you can even exchange for the real ocean, sky, and sun. Compared to that miraculous phenomenon, these few points are nothing."

Yuki glanced out the window. Even though it was a holographic projection, the azure sea made him feel peaceful, and he couldn't help but yawn.

This benefit is too exaggerated and has gone beyond the scope of allowing players to relax.

"Are you really just trying to make us lose our ambition? Are you really that sinister?"

Yuki's old habit came back again. After spending a few hundred points, he could really enjoy the sunshine and the weather could be adjusted automatically.

A reincarnation game can be turned into a strategy game, and even come with Minecraft features? This is too much.

Looking at the door of another room next to the entrance, there was a pig's head and a red bar painted on the door, which obviously prohibited someone from entering. Yuki sighed again.

Or you are too free. Why are you so reserved? Wouldn't it be better to be in the same room together?

Finally, there is a huge contradiction between the women's interests and their wallets. They want to exchange everything, especially Hiyori, the bookworm, who is a big consumer of points. Even Yuuki, the stingy man, has been plundered of all his points.

"There are only 30 points left. If we continue like this, they will squeeze us dry."

There was a noise at the side door, and Yuki looked up. He got a headache when he saw Mai Sakurajima wearing a beige sun hat. This hat also cost 0.1 points, which was meaningless without exchanging it for the sun.

But the senior said that a sense of ritual was needed, which made Yuki unable to understand their train of thought.

"Pighead, I think..."

"No, no, no, senior sister, who is supporting whom between us? You ask me for points all day long, and then squander them meaninglessly."

"You're the only one with points left, huh? And who said it's meaningless? This is about reconstructing our appreciation of beauty." Mai wrinkled her nose and said nonchalantly, "This game is quite fun. Time flies by."

The 8K high-definition remastered version of "Minecraft" also skips the material synthesis process. It would be strange if it is not fun, but you have to spend money on it.

Yuki felt more and more that this was a conspiracy and asked, "Why don't you do something serious?"

"It's break time in the dungeon now. Besides, aren't you doing your business?"

Yuuki was so confident and righteous that he couldn't refute her. At this time, Mai came closer and whispered in her ear: "Hayasaka is planning to build a swimming pool. Don't you want to see swimsuits?"

His ears felt a little itchy, and his heart also started to itch. He coughed lightly, and his whole body became righteous.

"The last 5 points."

"make a deal."

Watching the senior leave with a smile, Yuki suddenly felt that he had been plotted against, but he could do nothing about it and took out the black long sword.

"You want to continue exploring?" Mai suddenly became serious and joined the reincarnation game. Everyone learned the skill of changing faces. "Do you want me to call everyone here?"

"No, I can go by myself." Yuki didn't want to disrupt the rest rhythm.

"Then be careful."

"Don't worry, I've been at the outpost for several days. There's really no threat here. Besides, you can't help with this matter."

Yuuki said simply, and just as he came to the door of the changed room, he patted his cheek lightly and switched himself to the strategy mode.

Looking at the hole in the door, it seemed as if a voice in my heart was calling out:

Open it, open it.

I endured it for several days, and the next copy was about to start, and finally I couldn't hold it any longer.

Yuki glanced at the black knife in his hand, and without hesitation, he raised his hand and inserted it into the hole. It was exactly as he had expected, the blade fit the hole perfectly without a single gap.

It really is a key, and it must contain secrets deeper within the outpost.

Driven by curiosity, he twisted his wrist and without much effort, he heard the sound of unlocking.

Gulu.

It went so smoothly that Yuuki swallowed lightly. He placed his hand on the brass handle and twisted it gently. The door opened and his blood-red eyes narrowed sharply.

This, this is...

As if his mind was mesmerized by the wonder before him, Yuki didn't even say hello to Mai behind him and walked straight into the door.

pat.

The door closed, and was opened the next moment by Mai who ran over. The girl rushed out of the room and felt the soft touch under her feet.

She went straight to the corridor and quickly turned her head to look around. Everything was normal, but there was no sign of Yuki.

"He disappeared?" Hayasaka Ai's voice came from behind. The door next to the entrance was opened, and the maid had obviously been hiding behind the door.