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"Kitahara-dono, I need your help!"
As soon as Ms. Shiraishi got up and left, Chihaya Anon quickly clasped her hands together, looking pitifully at Kitahara Makoto, "My guitar skills are a bit ordinary. Please, you must let me train in the dream!"
Kitahara Makoto leisurely sipped his coffee.
"When you don't need me, you call me a pervert, but when you do, you call me Kitahara-dono, is that it?"
After a pause, Kitahara Makoto switched to repeater mode, "I'm sorry, because Anon-san was too deliberate, it felt really bad, so no."
Chihaya Anon: "..."
"You're actually mimicking me?" Chihaya Anon puffed out her pink cheeks in annoyance.
"Don't misunderstand," Kitahara Makoto waved his hand, "I just want to experience the joy of rejecting others."
Chihaya Anon: "..."
"I'm sorry, it was all my fault just now. Please, Kitahara-kun, don't hold a grudge against me."
It must be said that this pink-haired girl was quite adaptable. Seeing that force wouldn't work, she immediately softened, saying pitifully, "I just boasted in front of Ayane-nee that my guitar skills are amazing. If my true level is exposed, not only will Ayane-nee be angry, but Kitahara-kun will also be embarrassed, right?"
Kitahara Makoto nodded in satisfaction, "Continue."
"Eh?"
"I like what Anon just said," Kitahara Makoto smiled, "Say a few more words."
"..." Chihaya Anon clenched her small fists, unable to bear it any longer.
They hardened! My fists hardened!
He even asked me to say more. I really should give him two punches!
"Kitahara-kun, just tell me if you're going to help or not?" Chihaya Anon snorted softly, her pitiful expression instantly vanishing. Her cheeks puffed up, as if stuffed with sunflower seeds like a hamster. "If you don't help, then don't ever touch me again!"
"Of course I'll help, but not for free." Kitahara Makoto finished the last of his coffee and stated his purpose, "Anon must agree to one condition."
Chihaya Anon blinked, recalling the scene from the night before the final exam, when she and Tomori went to train in the dream, and she was thoroughly teased in the bathroom. Her pretty face quickly flushed, and she hastily covered her skirt, shouting in shame, "Lewd!"
"Hentai!"
"Kitahara-kun's head is full of perverted thoughts right now!"
"..."
"I haven't said anything yet, and you're already overthinking. Who's the pervert here?" Kitahara Makoto's tone was innocent.
"It's clearly you!" Chihaya Anon's pretty face was crimson. She stood up to leave, "I'm going back. I don't care about being the female lead!"
"Wait, let me finish first." Kitahara Makoto pulled Anon back, saying helplessly, "The condition is actually very simple. Anon only needs to wear a succubus cosplay costume and help clean the room. I promise not to take advantage of Anon, and I'll accompany you in dream training, for as long as you want, until Anon is satisfied."
The desire for someone to cosplay as a succubus wasn't a sudden onset of Kitahara Makoto's costume fetish; it was one of the daily tasks refreshed by the System after he woke up this morning.
[Daily Task Four: Summon a Succubus and a Stepmother Appears]
[Task Content: Have any female cosplay as a succubus stepmother and provide you with a back massage.]
When Kitahara Makoto saw this task in the morning, the first person he thought of was actually Ryo-senpai.
Ryo-senpai was uninhibited, so she wouldn't even bat an eye at cosplaying a succubus.
He hadn't seen her for two days, and Kitahara Makoto was already itching to tease Ryo-senpai.
Unfortunately, he couldn't.
In the Otherworld, Nijika and Ryo had swapped bodies and hadn't swapped back yet.
Kitahara Makoto was currently pretending not to know what had happened. If he sent a message to Ryo-senpai, the person who would actually receive it would be Nijika. Given Nijika's personality, she definitely wouldn't come to cosplay as a succubus stepmother.
Now that Anon had offered herself, Kitahara Makoto naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity. Anyway, the performer of the succubus stepmother only needed to be a female; there was no restriction on identity.
"You're not lying to me?" Chihaya Anon's expression was skeptical.
Kitahara Makoto said righteously, "When have I ever gone back on my word?"
"Hmph." Chihaya Anon snorted softly, "There have been too many times."
Kitahara Makoto said, "Anon, give me an example."
Chihaya Anon: "..."
Thinking about it carefully, aside from having a head full of lewd thoughts, Kitahara-kun really hadn't gone back on his word.
"Just so you know, I don't have a succubus cosplay costume." Chihaya Anon lowered her voice, implicitly agreeing to the succubus cosplay request.
"It's still early, we'll go buy it now," Kitahara Makoto quickly said.
"No." Chihaya Anon shook her head and whispered, "It'd be embarrassing to buy that kind of costume in a store… I can just buy it online."
"No problem," Kitahara Makoto agreed, "I'll order it on my phone right away and have the express delivery speed it up. It should arrive tonight."
Seeing Kitahara Makoto so expectant, Chihaya Anon couldn't help but let out a soft snort.
"Perverted Kitahara-kun, you really are a costume fetishist."
"What's wrong with being a costume fetishist?" Kitahara Makoto argued, "Anon is so cute, is it wrong to like seeing Anon wear all sorts of cute costumes?"
"Ptooey~" Chihaya Anon's pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but lightly spit, turning to slip away, "His head is clearly full of perverted thoughts, yet he's so self-righteous… I'm going shopping with my friends first, goodbye."
"..."
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Kitahara Makoto arrived at the agreed location and, after meeting up with Soyo, headed to RING under Soyo's guidance.
"Sakiko clearly said yesterday that she would come with us today, but when I messaged Sakiko at noon, she suddenly said she wasn't feeling well and wouldn't be coming," Nagasaki Soyo said with concern. "After we're done, should we go visit Sakiko?"
Not feeling well was a lie; being too embarrassed to see people was the truth!
She had just repaid her kindness last night, and with Togawa's thick skin, she definitely wouldn't want to see anyone for a while.
Kitahara Makoto said in a subtle tone, "Soyo can go alone; I won't go."
"Stare—" Nagasaki Soyo was quite intelligent. She quickly narrowed her eyes and tilted her head to look over. "Kitahara-kun, are you hiding something from me? Is Sakiko's unwillingness to come related to you?"
"No." Kitahara Makoto turned his head to look elsewhere.
"It is related to you, isn't it?" Nagasaki Soyo's pretty face hardened. "Psychology says that when speaking, a wandering gaze and touching one's hair are all signs of a guilty conscience."
Kitahara Makoto: "..."
"What did Kitahara-kun do to Sakiko?" Nagasaki Soyo's intelligence once again took the high ground. She suddenly thought of a possibility, and her beautiful eyes widened abruptly. "Could it be… that kind of thing?"
Kitahara Makoto pondered for two seconds, "...You guess."
Guess my big head!
Nagasaki Soyo's pink cheeks immediately puffed up.
No wonder Sakiko said she wasn't feeling well. So, she wasn't sick, but in too much pain to get out of bed?
The more Nagasaki Soyo thought about it, the more concerned she became. Although the possibility was small, it wasn't entirely impossible. She couldn't help but turn and leave, "No, I have to go see Sakiko!"
Kitahara Makoto quickly said, "I was just kidding. Sakiko is fine."
Nagasaki Soyo said flatly, "I need to go see her myself to be at ease."
Kitahara Makoto was speechless, "We're already at the door, and Soyo is going to abandon me?"
"Taki…" Nagasaki Soyo hesitated for two seconds, but still shook her head. Taki was at work, so it wasn't convenient to bring someone running around. "You can ask Tomori for help. Tomori is also familiar with the recording studio rental process, and Tomori lives not far from here."
"..." Seeing Soyo leave in a hurry, Kitahara Makoto lightly moved the corner of his mouth, then took out his phone and sent a message to Tomori.
It wasn't that he necessarily needed help; he could handle all the procedures by himself.
The only reason he sent a message to Tomori was… that he hadn't seen Tomori for several days and missed her very much.
Twenty minutes later, Tomori, wearing a simple white shirt, hurried over.
"Makoto-kun, good afternoon."
Seeing Kitahara Makoto standing in the corner of the first floor, Takamatsu Tomori's eyes immediately lit up, and she took small, quick steps forward.
Noticing the fine sweat on Tomori's forehead, Kitahara Makoto took out a tissue and helped Tomori wipe the sweat from her forehead:
"It's so hot, why didn't you wear a hat when you came out?"
Takamatsu Tomori's small face flushed slightly, and she said softly:
"I was so eager to change and leave after seeing Makoto-kun's message that I forgot to wear it."
Kitahara Makoto said softly:
"Then I'll buy Tomori a hat later."
"No, I have hats at home."
Takamatsu Tomori shook her head.
"But I don't have a hat," Kitahara Makoto said gently, "How about I buy Tomori a hat, and Tomori buys me one too?"
Takamatsu Tomori's eyes sparkled:
"Yes, let's buy them."
Kitahara Makoto pointed to the vending machine nearby:
"Does Tomori want a drink or ice cream?"
"Ice cream."
"…"
At the same time.
Second floor.
A cute girl with light green long hair and golden eyes stood upstairs, silently looking down with a blank expression.
"It's that boy who was kissing and hugging Soyo last night."
"Soyo looked very happy at the time."
"Are he and Tomori also in a rental boyfriend relationship?"
"Tomori just smiled… it was a genuine happy smile."
Wakaba Mutsumi silently observed the two people downstairs:
"Rental boyfriend… can it make people experience what happiness feels like?"
After finishing the ice cream, Kitahara Makoto, led by Tomori, went to the recording studio to discuss the relevant matters.
Upon arriving at the recording studio, a woman in a work uniform greeted them. Tomori silently retreated half a step, hiding behind Kitahara Makoto. With Kitahara Makoto by her side, Takamatsu Tomori completely avoided interacting with strangers.
The rest of the matter needs no further explanation.
The rental fees for the recording studio were clearly priced, fair and honest. Only the scheduling was a bit troublesome; many Kessoku Bands wanted to record songs, so they had to wait at least three days.
Kitahara Makoto took out his phone, contacted Shiraishi Ayane, explained the situation, and after receiving confirmation that he had full authority, he set the time for three days later.
"It's done," Kitahara Makoto said gently, looking at Tomori behind him, "Let's go to the bathroom first, and then buy hats together with Tomori. Do you want to go to the aquarium?"
Takamatsu Tomori's eyes brightened:
"Yes, I want to go."
"…"
After coming out of the bathroom, Kitahara Makoto walked over to the railing, enjoying the breeze while waiting for Tomori.
Just then, a girl with light green long hair suddenly walked up to him and said expressionlessly:
"How much do you cost per day?"
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