It wasn't too late, so there was no need for Hana-chan to help with fast travel. Kitahara Makoto and the girls went to the train station together, preparing to take the train home.
"I want to sleep with Makoto-kun tonight."
Mutsumi looked up, a hint of anticipation on her pretty face.
As the curse was lifted, Mutsumi's expressions began to quietly become more varied, no longer an emotionless robot girl.
Upon hearing Mutsumi's words, the girls' expressions varied.
Although they had long known that Mutsumi had severe insomnia and often used Kitahara Makoto as a "sleeping pill" at night, to say it directly in front of everyone... they still cared.
Especially Anon, this pink-haired girl who loved to act spoiled and was also prone to jealousy, her cheeks were already puffed out.
Kitahara Makoto's expression was natural as he looked at the other girls and invited:
"How about everyone come over for a sleepover tonight?"
Chihaya Anon snorted softly, saying the opposite of what she meant:
"That's not good, is it? What if we disturb Kitahara-kun?"
"My sleep quality is super good, even if you set off fireworks next to me, you won't wake me up." Kitahara Makoto said without changing his expression, completely unconcerned by Anon's subtle sarcasm, "During the sleepover tonight, we can go on an adventure together in the dream world."
"A new masterpiece,'S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 2: Heart of Chornobyl,' was released two days ago. I played the game with Hana-chan and helped her build a corresponding dream. Are you interested?"
"Eh..."
Chihaya Anon blinked, clearly a little tempted.
This pink-haired girl loved to play and had a strong curiosity and desire for exploration for everything, but she didn't agree immediately. Instead, she turned her head and said:
"Tomori, are you going to the sleepover tonight?"
If she were the only one, she definitely wouldn't dare to go.
She had already unlocked most of the poses in the book, and if she went alone, she would definitely be eaten up at night.
Although Mutsumi was nearby... but with just one word from Kitahara, Mutsumi would definitely help him do evil and come up to help hold down her hands and feet, right?
"Yes, I'm going."
Tomori nodded decisively, her eyes bright.
She wasn't going to play because she was interested in the game, but simply because she wanted to go on an adventure with Kitahara Makoto.
"What about Togawa-chan?"
Chihaya Anon asked again.
"...Then let's go together."
Sakiko clasped her hands across her chest, hesitated for a few seconds, then pursed her lips and agreed. A beam of light shone from a distance, the curve of the girl's jaw was perfect, but there was a clear look of confusion in her eyes.
Having just left Togawa, Sakiko had expected herself to be very calm, but the facts proved that her mood was indeed still a bit complicated.
If she were alone at home tonight, she would most likely toss and turn, unable to sleep.
In that case, it was better to go to the sleepover together.
"Everyone has agreed, what about Soyo?"
Chihaya Anon's gaze shifted, looking at the cunning young lady next to her.
"Ah..."
Soyo raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, a gentle smile on her pretty face:
"Since everyone is so excited, I naturally have no problem."
She said she had no problem, but a hint of disappointment clearly flashed in Soyo's eyes.
(What a pity.)
(Since we're having a sleepover together, there's naturally no chance to go to the Love Hotel with Kitahara-kun, right?)
Upon realizing her own little thoughts, Soyo's pretty face quickly flushed.
(What am I thinking about!)
(Not going to the Love Hotel should clearly make me happy, right?)
"Don't worry." Kitahara Makoto quietly winked at Soyo, lowering his voice, "I'm determined to have Soyo tonight, not even Jesus can stop me."
"Pfft~"
Soyo couldn't help but let out a soft snort, quickly lowering her head to look at her toes, her face red.
"Since everyone has no objections, then come over for a sleepover tonight." Kitahara Makoto said loudly, "Do you want to go now, or go home first, shower and change into pajamas, and then have Hana-chan bring you over?"
Chihaya Anon quickly said, "Then let's go back first, and come back when it's almost time to sleep."
The girls all chose to go home and wash up first, only Mutsumi stood expressionlessly beside Kitahara Makoto, clearly intending to go back together.
"Oh, the train is here." Chihaya Anon waved, "Get on, get on, everyone, see you later."
"Makoto-kun, do you want to call Taki over?"
Tomori looked up with her small face and asked softly.
Kitahara Makoto casually said:
"Taki might not want to come. Tomori, send her a message and ask. If she wants to come and play, let Hana go pick her up."
"Okay."
"…"
The train arrived.
Kitahara Makoto took Mutsumi onto the train, and after sitting down, he took out his phone and started shopping for maid outfits.
He was now rich and powerful, so when he saw a maid outfit he liked, he would buy many sets, and he also chose expedited delivery, so if he placed the order now, it would probably be delivered by tomorrow morning.
There was no conversation along the way.
After getting off the train, Kitahara Makoto first went to the dessert shop on the corner of the street, keeping his promise to buy a cake for Hana.
Of course, he naturally wouldn't forget Mutsumi's share.
"Thank you, Makoto-kun."
Mutsumi carried the cupcake with both hands, walked out of the dessert shop, her eyes bright, and asked expectantly:
"Buy fruit?"
Kitahara Makoto: "…"
A girl without shame is indeed terrifying.
In a blink of an eye, it was ten o'clock at night.
With Hana's help, the girls arrived one after another through quick travel.
"Tomori, good evening."
Looking at Tomori, who was wearing pajamas, with fair and rosy skin, and still-wet hair, clearly having just showered, Kitahara Makoto's voice was gentle:
"Does Taki want to come over?"
"I asked Taki, and she said she wouldn't come." Tomori shook her head gently, "She said she wanted to stay home and accompany her sister."
"As expected."
While the others hadn't arrived yet, Kitahara Makoto gently put his arm around Tomori and embraced her, sniffing the pleasant scent of shampoo and shower gel mixed on the girl's body, and said softly:
"Shall we go watch the fireworks festival tomorrow night?"
Tomori's eyes sparkled brightly, clearly very excited, but a hint of hesitation appeared on her small face:
"Makoto-kun, aren't you going to Taki's house tomorrow night to catch that perverted stalker?"
"Creatures like perverted stalkers will definitely choose to appear when the night is quiet." Kitahara Makoto said softly, "It doesn't hinder us from watching the fireworks festival together."
Tomori's eyes were bright:
"Then tomorrow."
"…"
Looking at Tomori's moist, lips, Kitahara Makoto's heart pounded, and he couldn't help but lower his head, but unfortunately, just as he tasted them, someone else arrived.
"Sorry, I interrupted." The girl's clear and pleasant voice rang out, Chihaya Anon walked out of the bathroom, looked at the two people embracing, her cheeks slightly puffed out, "It seems I came at the wrong time."
"No, Anon, you came at just the right time." Kitahara Makoto extended his right arm and said without changing his expression, "Come over and let's discuss life together."
"Ptooey~"
Chihaya Anon put her hands on her hips and couldn't help but spit.
She actually wanted to have both arms around her?
Give up!
Impossible!
As they spoke, Sakiko and Soyo arrived one after another.
"Good evening, everyone." Soyo smiled sweetly and said softly, "Mirror travel feels super convenient."
"That's right, Kitahara-kun also said that mirror travel has no distance limit, and it's no problem to go directly to the other side of the earth, so in the future, we can easily unlock world travel."
Chihaya Anon was full of anticipation.
"Why is there an extra swing in the room?"
Sakiko asked curiously.
"…Eh?!"
Soyo quickly looked over and realized that there was indeed an extra swing on the balcony.
(Wait, why is there a swing at home?)
(Could it be for…)
Soyo's heart rate accelerated, and she quickly turned to look at Kitahara Makoto.
"Good question, the swing is, of course, for swinging."
Kitahara Makoto answered calmly.
The moment their gazes met, Soyo's pretty face quickly flushed, and she instantly understood the true purpose of the swing, which was exactly as she had thought.
Tomori asked curiously:
"Does Hana want to swing?"
Tomori, who was pure by nature, didn't know that swings had other uses.
"That's right, Hana really wants to play on the swing." Kitahara Makoto calmly threw the blame to Hana, and then changed the subject, "I just bought some snacks and fruits at the supermarket, does everyone want something to eat?"
"No, thanks." Tomori gently shook her head, "I already brushed my teeth before coming over."
"Eating at night will make you fat, okay?" Chihaya Anon sat on the sofa and asked curiously, "But I'm very interested in that cup. The liquid inside is so beautiful, it must be delicious, right?"
"It really has no taste, it's similar to Shimizu." Kitahara Makoto helplessly took out the cup and placed it on the windowsill outside the window, "Before going to bed, about half a cup should condense, then you can all take a sip and try it."
"But let me say this first." Kitahara Makoto reminded, "After drinking it, there may be certain side effects, and the effects of the side effects vary from person to person."
"Got it~"
"…"
Next, Kitahara Makoto and the girls sat in the living room, watching TV and chatting, and time passed leisurely.
In a blink of an eye, it was eleven o'clock at night.
"Hoo…"
Tomori raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned.
"It's getting late." Kitahara Makoto stood up and said, "Everyone, let's go upstairs and prepare for an adventure in the Dream World."
"I am indeed a bit sleepy." Soyo's voice was gentle, "Everyone, let's rest."
Kitahara Makoto slept with Mutsumi at night, acting as a 'sleep companion', Soyo and Sakiko shared a room, and Tomori and Anon shared a room.
"Good night, everyone…"
Halfway through her sentence, Chihaya Anon suddenly reacted and asked expectantly:
"Eh, wait a minute, Kitahara-kun, that drink hasn't been drunk yet."
"I'll bring it over."
Kitahara Makoto walked to the balcony and brought the Moon-Star Chalice in from outside.
The girls looked over curiously, only to see that a small half-cup of liquid had already appeared out of thin air. The color of the liquid was quite splendid, a magnificent blue, with tiny scattered starlight rising and falling within, looking dreamy and exceptionally beautiful.
"Does everyone want to try it?"
Chihaya Anon asked crisply.
"No, thanks."
The girls all shook their heads.
Firstly, there wasn't much liquid in the cup, and secondly, drinking from a cup someone else had drunk from inevitably made them a bit uncomfortable.
"Alright then, I'll taste it for everyone."
Chihaya Anon curiously brought the cup to her face, first wiggling her delicate nose, sniffing around:
"There's no strange smell at all."
Saying that, she tilted her head slightly and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hmm…"
Chihaya Anon stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked her lips, and a look of disappointment quickly appeared on her pretty face:
"Well, it really is just like Shimizu, it has no taste at all, even though it looks so beautiful."
Kitahara Makoto complained from the side:
"Anon should look on the bright side, at least it doesn't taste bad."
"Tsk~"
Chihaya Anon handed the cup over: "Here, take it back."
"…"
Kitahara Makoto's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the pink-haired girl's chest, and he observed curiously.
Unfortunately, several seconds passed, and it was still a small fried egg, with no signs of getting bigger.
"Scumbag-kun, what are you looking at?"
Chihaya Anon quickly covered her chest, her pretty face slightly red as she glared at him.
At this point, everyone else had already gone upstairs, leaving only Kitahara Makoto and Anon in the living room, so the address changed from Kitahara-kun to the exclusive 'Scumbag-kun'.
Kitahara Makoto regretfully withdrew his gaze. Side effects vary from person to person, so it seemed Anon wouldn't turn into an Oppai alien like Kita:
"Anon-sama is so cute, it's normal to not be able to take my eyes off her, isn't it?"
"Hmph~"
Chihaya Anon gave a light snort and proudly raised her delicate chin.
"No matter how much scumbag-kun sweet-talks, you won't be rewarded tonight. Go sleep alone with your lonely pillow."
Kitahara Makoto reminded:
"I'm sleeping with Mutsumi tonight."
"…How annoying!"
The smile on Chihaya Anon's face instantly disappeared.
"Let's talk business." Kitahara Makoto asked curiously, "Anon, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere in your body?"
"There's no uncomfortable place." Chihaya Anon tilted her head and carefully sensed, then quickly said, "I don't feel anything at all right now."
Kitahara Makoto nodded lightly:
"That's good. Perhaps Anon is lucky and didn't encounter any side effects… If anything happens, remember to tell me."
"Got it, got it." Chihaya Anon stuck out the tip of her tongue, made a funny face, and was about to push the door into the room, "Good night…"
But before the door could be pushed open, Kitahara Makoto reached out and directly pulled the pink-haired girl into his embrace.
"Anon-chan's action of sticking out her tongue just now was very cute." Kitahara Makoto looked down, his gaze burning, "Stick it out again for me to see."
Chihaya Anon's pretty face quickly flushed red; she instantly understood Kitahara Makoto's intention and whispered, "No, what if everyone suddenly comes out?"
"The likelihood of everyone suddenly coming out isn't very high," Kitahara Makoto said, lowering his voice. "But if Anon doesn't go back, Tomori might really come out."
"Take advantage of…"
Chihaya Anon had no choice but to suffer the consequences, shyly closing her eyes and letting him have his way.
A moment later.
Kitahara Makoto wiped the silver thread from the corner of his lips and clasped his hands together, saying, "Thank you for the hospitality, Anon-chan."
"You're already done so quickly, scumbag-kun is indeed a Zayu," Chihaya Anon's pretty face was crimson as she grumbled, then quickly fled back to her room.
Kitahara Makoto pushed the door open, walked into the room, sat on the bed, and took out his phone to send a message to Soyo.
"Soyo-chan, the swing set hasn't been used since it was installed. Do you want to try it out?"
"…"
The message quickly showed as read.
Soyo: "No way, everyone's here, they'll hear us!"
Kitahara Makoto: "Of course not now. After everyone's asleep, we'll quietly go downstairs to test if the swing set is good."
Soyo: "I'll be asleep by midnight."
Kitahara Makoto: "What about the promised night owl?"
Soyo: "I don't stay up late anymore, okay."
"…"
Looking at the message on her phone, Soyo's pretty face flushed crimson, and her heart pounded.
(Should I go down at midnight?)
(If I go down… what if Sakiko finds out?)
(Wait, Sakiko already found out before, didn't she?)
Kitahara Makoto plugged in his phone, and just as he was about to lie down, he suddenly saw another message pop up on his phone.
Chihaya Anon: "Oh no, something strange appeared on my stomach!"
Kitahara Makoto immediately got up: "I'll go take a look. Is Anon in her room?"
Chihaya Anon: "I'm in the bathroom."
"…"
Kitahara Makoto walked out of the room and quickly arrived at the bathroom door.
"Scumbag-kun~" Chihaya Anon covered her chest, calling out pitifully in a low voice.
Kitahara Makoto pushed the door open and entered the bathroom, saying in a deep voice, "What's wrong with your stomach?"
"Just now, I was about to go to sleep, and when I looked down my collar, I suddenly saw strange red and black patterns on my stomach…"
Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow and looked at Anon: "Show me your stomach, let me see."
"Ah…" Chihaya Anon's pretty face quickly flushed red, and she stammered, "Never mind, the patterns don't hurt or itch, so let's just ignore them."
Kitahara Makoto insisted: "Since I'm already here, let me take a look first."
"No." Chihaya Anon covered her skirt with both hands and quickly shook her head. "I'm going back to my room…"
Kitahara Makoto reached out and gently scooped up Anon, who was trying to escape, into his arms, then directly helped her examine her body.
This pink-haired girl was wearing a long nightgown, so to examine her stomach, he needed to roll up her skirt.
"Wait, wait a minute…" Chihaya Anon's pretty face was crimson, and she still wanted to struggle: "Scumbag-kun, you go out first, I'll do it myself."
Kitahara Makoto was completely unmoved, grabbing the hem of her skirt with one hand and simply flipping it up.
Given their current level of intimacy, he didn't need to worry about Anon getting angry if he helped her examine her body.
The next second.
An endless holy light entered his eyes.
Kitahara Makoto: "…"
Moving the corner of his mouth slightly, Kitahara Makoto's gaze shifted downwards, looking at Anon, who was full of shame, and guessed, "Could it be from when we were kissing just now…?"
"Don't say it!" Chihaya Anon bared her small fangs, wanting to bite him out of embarrassment.
"Alright, I won't say it," Kitahara Makoto pressed down on Anon's small head, "Let me see what's going on with your stomach."
"…"
Under the bright light.
Anon's waist was slender.
Her skin was fair.
Her body was like ice and jade.
Although she didn't have abs, her surprisingly slender waist was still exceptionally beautiful.
However, at this moment, strange black and red patterns had appeared on the girl's originally fair and smooth lower abdomen. These patterns were not ugly; when combined, they had a strange beauty.
It was just that…
Kitahara Makoto looked left and right, and a strange expression quickly appeared on his face. He couldn't help but whisper, "These patterns… why do they look like succubus magic marks?"