April 25th, 6:03 AM.
The sun hadn't even cleared the rooftops yet, and Rito was already dying.
He stood in the genkan, uniform pristine, spare blazer clutched like a life raft. Lala bounced beside him in his old middle-school uniform (the only thing that fit). The skirt barely reached mid-thigh. The ribbon sat crooked. And the tail… the tail poked straight out the back like a pink exclamation mark.
"Rito! Do Earth schools have invention class? I brought seventeen prototypes!"
She swung a backpack the size of a refrigerator. Something inside went beep-boop-boop ominously.
Rito's soul left his body.
"L-Lala, you can't bring weapons to school!"
"They're not weapons! They're love-enhancing devices!"
Mikan appeared in the doorway, arms crossed, deadpan stare leveled at the alien princess currently trying to stuff a mini-black-hole generator into the shoe locker.
"Rito." Flat. Cold. Tsun level 9000.
He bowed ninety degrees on reflex.
"I-I'll fix everything! Promise!"
Mikan's eyes flicked to the tail, then to Lala's beaming face, then to Rito's tomato-red cheeks.
She sighed the sigh of a thousand reincarnated saints.
"Onii-chan…" Soft. Barely audible. The first crack in the armor.
Rito's heart stopped.
Mikan never used "Onii-chan" before noon unless the world was ending.
She shoved a bento box into his hands (triple layer, heart-shaped tamagoyaki on top).
"Don't die. Don't let her blow up the school. And don't forget pudding money."
Then she turned on her heel, ears pink, and disappeared into the kitchen.
Lala tilted her head.
"Your sister is scary-cute!"
Rito clutched the bento like a holy relic.
"That's Mikan when she's worried."
…
Sainan High – 7:42 AM
The school gate was a war zone of whispers.
"Who's the pink-haired transfer student?"
"Is that a cosplay tail?"
"She's holding Yuuki's hand?!"
Rito walked three steps behind Lala, face steaming, trying to become one with the pavement.
Lala waved at everyone like she was royalty on parade.
"Hi! I'm Lala! Rito's fiancée!"
The entire courtyard froze.
Rito's scream was internal.
'Notebook page 2: School intro – keep relationship secret for exactly 72 hours. FAILED IN 7.3 SECONDS.'
…
Principal's office. 7:55 AM.
The principal (bald, perpetually confused) stared at the forged transfer papers Peke had generated overnight.
"Deviluke… Lala Satalin Deviluke… cousin of… the prime minister of Jupiter?"
Lala nodded enthusiastically.
"Yep! Totally legit!"
Rito bowed so low his forehead scraped the floor.
"Please forgive the sudden transfer! She's very… enthusiastic!"
The principal sighed.
"Uniform violations, public announcements of engagement, and…" he glanced at the tail currently wagging through the chair, "perf-cough-unique physiology. Fine. Class 2-A. Don't blow up my school."
…
Class 2-A – 8:15 AM
The door slid open.
The homeroom teacher (Oshizu-sensei's cousin, perpetually sleepy) yawned.
"New transfer student. Introduce yourself."
Lala bounced to the front.
"Hi! I'm Lala Satalin Deviluke! Crown princess of planet Deviluke! Rito's future wife! Nice to meet you!"
Fourteen jaws hit the floor simultaneously.
Sairenji's eyes widened. Risa's glasses fogged. Kotegawa Yui stood up so fast her chair screamed.
"SHAMELESS!"
Rito's soul ascended to the afterlife.
Seat assignment: directly in front of Rito.
Lala spun around, tail swishing, and whispered loud enough for the entire row:
"Rito! We're desk neighbors! ♡"
beep-boop-BEEP
Her backpack started vibrating.
Rito's danger sense pinged.
"Lala… what's in the bag?"
"Prototype #4! Pyon-Pyon Warp-kunchi Mk-4 (Automatic clothes-changing robot)!"
The zipper exploded open.
A chrome octopus with seventeen arms burst out, screaming in robotic Japanese:
"TARGET ACQUIRED. COMMENCING OPTIMAL UNIFORM UPGRADE."
It latched onto Lala's blouse.
RRRRRIP.
Buttons flew like bullets.
The entire class almost saw royal pink bra with tiny devil horns printed on it.
But Rito's spare blazer is already in motion. His blazer wrapped around her like a cocoon in 0.3 seconds. No one saw anything. The class only heard the RRRRRIP and then saw Rito hugging a blazer burrito.
Lala blinked.
"Eh? It's supposed to make clothes, not remove them!"
"PEKE! EMERGENCY MODE!"
The octopus froze.
Lala's tail wrapped around Rito's wrist for balance.
The classroom was silent enough to hear heartbeats.
Yui still screamed "SHAMEFUL!" but only because she knew what almost happened.
Rito's voice cracked across the room.
"Everyone look away! Please!"
He spun Lala toward the corner, shielding her with his body while Peke frantically re-stitched the blouse into something resembling a uniform.
Thirty seconds of pure chaos.
When it was over, Lala's uniform was now hot-pink with glowing circuit patterns and the word "RITO ♡" embroidered over the heart.
She beamed.
"Perfect!"
Rito's forehead hit the desk with a thud that cracked the wood.
'I'm so dead.'
…
First period – Modern Japanese Literature
The teacher droned on about haiku syllable counts. Rito heard none of it.
He was busy writing emergency notebook entries under the desk:
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Page 23 – DAY 2 DISASTERS
- Peke malfunction #1: fixed (barely)
- Public fiancée declaration: containment failed
- Kotegawa Yui rage meter: 78 % → 99 %
- Sairenji eye contact duration: 4.7 seconds (new record)
- Survival probability: 12 %
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Lala doodled little hearts around the word "RITO ♡" on her textbook margin. Her tail kept brushing his knee under the desk. Every swish sent 50,000 volts straight to his brain.
SwishSwishSwish-Swish.
Rito's pencil snapped.
Lala leaned over, whispering loud enough for the entire row.
"Rito, your face is redder than my tail! Are you sick?"
Twenty-five heads turned.
Rito's soul attempted escape velocity for the third time today.
"I-I'm fine!"
Yui stood up so fast her chair screeched like a dying cat.
"Yuuki Rito! Stop disturbing the class with your shameless behavior!"
The teacher sighed.
"Kotegawa, sit down. Deviluke-san, tail off Yuuki's leg. Yuuki, stop steaming."
Lala pouted.
"But it's cold!"
Rito's forehead hit the desk again. thud
…
Lunch break – Rooftop
Rito dragged Lala up the stairs by the wrist, bento boxes swinging.
"We need privacy. Now."
Lala's eyes sparkled.
"Privacy? Like a secret date?"
"Like damage control!"
He slammed the rooftop door shut, leaned against it, and slid to the ground.
Lala sat cross-legged in front of him, tail curling around her own ankle.
"Rito, why are you panicking? Everyone knows we're getting married!"
"That's exactly the problem!" He opened the bento Mikan made. Heart-shaped tamagoyaki stared back like an accusation.
Lala stole one with chopsticks.
"Mmm! Earth food is amazing! Your sister is a genius!"
Rito's blush softened a millimeter.
"She made extra because… she likes you."
Lala's tail did a happy figure-eight.
"Really? Then I'll make her a Purin-Purin Maker-rin DX (Pudding machine) tonight!"
Rito choked on rice.
"Please don't blow up the house on day two."
Click.
The rooftop door opened.
Haruna Sairenji stepped out, bento in hand, eyes wide.
"Yuuki-kun… Deviluke-san… am I interrupting?"
Rito shot to his feet so fast he nearly head-butted the sky.
"S-Sairenji! No! I mean yes! I mean—!"
Lala waved cheerfully.
"Hi, future wife #2!"
Haruna dropped her bento.
Tamagoyaki rolled across the concrete like tiny golden hostages.
Rito's brain blue-screened harder than Windows 95.
'Notebook page 8: Haruna first meeting – gentle, no harem bomb until chapter 72. FAILED IN 11.3 SECONDS.'
He dove for the fallen food.
"I-I can explain!"
Sairenji's cheeks went full strawberry.
"F-Future… wife…?"
Lala nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the galaxy.
"Yep! Rito's going to marry fourteen of us! You're on the list!"
Rito's scream echoed across three prefectures.
"LLLAAAAALLLLAAAAA!"
Sairenji covered her face with both hands, steam rising.
"I-I need to process this…"
She fled.
The rooftop door slammed.
Silence.
Lala tilted her head.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Rito collapsed to his knees, clutching the rescued tamagoyaki like a lifeline.
"You just detonated the biggest flag in the universe…"
Lala crawled over, tail wrapping around his waist.
"But she's cute when she blushes! Just like you!"
Rito's blush meter exploded past 12/10 into uncharted territory.
…
Fifth period – PE
Boys vs girls dodgeball.
Rito was goalie. Lala was… Lala.
She treated the court like a zero-G battlefield.
"Take this! Deviluke Royal Dodgeball Technique!"
She spun, tail whipping the ball at Mach 2.
WHOOSH-CRACK.
The ball punched a hole through the gym wall.
Everyone froze.
The PE teacher fainted.
Kotegawa Yui marched over, veins popping.
"DEVILUKE! THIS IS NOT HOW YOU PLAY DODGEBALL!"
Lala blinked.
"Eh? But I scored a point!"
Rito face-palmed so hard he left a handprint.
…
After school – Empty classroom
Yui cornered them like a righteous predator.
"Yuuki Rito! Explain this shameless alien hussy!"
Lala tilted her head.
"Hussy?"
Rito stepped between them, hands up.
"Kotegawa, please! It's not what you think!"
Yui's eyes narrowed.
"Not what I think? She announced marriage in front of the entire school! Called another girl 'future wife #2'! This is moral corruption!"
Lala raised a hand.
"Actually it's fourteen future wives. Polygamy is legal on Deviluke!"
Yui's scream shattered windows three floors up.
"SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMELESS!"
She stormed out, slamming the door so hard the hinges bent.
Rito slid down the wall.
"I'm never surviving this week…"
Lala sat beside him, tail curling around his ankle.
"Rito, why is everyone so angry? Love is love!"
He looked at her, really looked.
Emerald eyes. Pink hair. Tail swishing with pure, unfiltered happiness.
His chest ached.
"Because Earth isn't ready for you yet."
Lala leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Then we'll make them ready. Together."
Rito's blush softened into something warm.
"Together."
…
Rooftop – 6:12 PM
The sun bled orange across the sky, painting the city in molten gold. Rito and Lala sat on the bench where everything was supposed to happen 1,138 days from now. Except it was happening today.
Lala kicked her legs, tail swaying like a metronome.
"Rito, Earth sunsets are prettier than Deviluke's. They match your eyes when you blush."
Rito's heart skipped three beats.
"L-Lala…"
She turned, emerald eyes reflecting the dying light.
"You saved me yesterday. Caught me. Fought for me. Proposed to me. All on the first day."
She scooted closer until their knees touched.
"I've never felt this safe with anyone."
Rito's throat closed.
"I… I read about every time you were hurt. Every time you cried. Every time someone tried to take you away."
His voice cracked.
"I won't let it happen again. Not once. Not ever."
Lala's tail wrapped around his waist, gentle but unbreakable.
"Then promise me, Rito."
She took his hands. Placed them over her heart.
"Promise you'll keep catching me. Every day. Forever."
Rito's eyes burned.
"I promise."
The distance vanished.
Lala leaned in first this time. Lips soft. Warm. Strawberry and starlight.
Chu…
Rito kissed back. No panic. No nosebleed. Just the girl he'd loved for twenty years of someone else's memories, finally real in his arms.
The kiss deepened. Lala made that tiny happy mmn~♡ again. Rito's hands slid to her waist on pure instinct. The rooftop faded. Only them. Only now.
When they parted, foreheads touching, both breathing hard.
Lala whispered, "Second kiss. Voluntary. Day 2. New record~"
Rito's blush could've lit the city.
The notebook in his pocket vibrated once. He pulled it out.
Page 2 glowed faint gold.
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DAY 2 CHECKLIST – COMPLETE
- School intro: survived ✓
- Peke malfunction: contained ✓
- Haruna flag: detonated early ✓
- Yui rage: 99 % → 101 % (new high score) ✓
- First voluntary kiss: rooftop sunset ✓
- Reality stability: 97 % (rising)
A new line wrote itself at the bottom in glowing ink:
"Future secure. Keep going, Rito-kun ♡– All of us"
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Rito stared.
Lala peeked over his shoulder.
"Pretty handwriting! Who wrote that?"
He closed the notebook fast.
"N-No one!"
…
Yuuki household – 8:47 PM
Mikan opened the door to find Rito and Lala holding hands, both glowing like radioactive tomatoes.
She took one look at their intertwined fingers, the fresh lip-gloss smudge on Rito's collar, and the way Lala's tail was doing victory loops.
"Onii-chan."
Soft. Dangerous. Pudding-level threat.
Rito bowed ninety degrees.
"I can explain—"
"Save it." She stepped aside, revealing the living-room table.
An entire strawberry pudding mountain. Limited-edition. Imported from Hokkaido. ¥12,800 worth.
Mikan's ears were pink.
"Lala-san asked me what Earth desserts you liked. I… may have overdone it."
Lala bounced past her.
"Mikan is the best little sister ever!"
Mikan's tsun cracked completely.
"O-Onii-chan is lucky to have her as future sister-in-law…"
Rito's eyes watered.
He hugged Mikan so hard her feet left the ground.
"Thank you. For everything."
Mikan buried her face in his shoulder, voice muffled.
"Put me down, idiot Onii-chan… and you're still doing laundry forever."
But she didn't let go for a full minute.
…
Rito's room – 11:59 PM
Lala slept in the guest room, tail poking out from under the blanket like a pink antenna.
Rito sat at his desk, notebook open under the lamp.
He added one final entry for the day:
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Page 24 – DAY 2 SUMMARY
- Harem counter: 1 official, 1 detonated (Haruna), 1 enraged (Yui), 1 bribed with pudding (Mikan)
- Blush record: 12.7/10 (new personal best)
- Reality bend level: 3 % (notebook now writes back)
- Next target: Chapter 3 canon – Run's confession. Accelerate to Day 4.
- Final note: They're all real. Every smile. Every tear. Worth every second of panic.
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He closed the notebook.
The cover glowed once, faint gold, then faded.
Rito smiled at the dark.
'Tomorrow, we keep catching.'
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Notebook Update – End of Chapter 1
- Fiancée: 1 (Lala – locked)
- Future wives aware: 2 (Lala + Sairenji)
- Hostile parties: 1 (Yui – temporary)
- Pudding debt: ¥12,800 (repayable in hugs)
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