As the number of uses of the inter-world teleportation anchor point increased, Shiraishi Kawa gradually adapted to the feeling of traversing worlds. Standing in front of the security door,
he rang the doorbell.
Soon, footsteps could be heard from inside. After opening the security door, he saw Busujima Saeko, who had just showered, wearing a white, backless maid apron dress.
It was simply tied with a string.
Her faintly visible figure, to him, seemed to have no other descriptor than 'large'. When she bent down to pick up the plastic bags,
she didn't mind the exposed cleavage.
Seeing Shiraishi Kawa's arrival, Busujima Saeko's originally calm face instantly broke into a smile. She quickly took the two bags full of ingredients.
"Leave the cooking to me!"
She was very serious.
Shiraishi Kawa naturally trusted the mature Saeko, who was full of 'wife material' attributes. As Busujima Saeko went to the kitchen to prepare dinner,
He walked into the living room on his own.
Only Saya Takagi remained, lying on the sofa, her hair looking freshly washed, dressed in a light green bikini top and black hot pants.
Noticing Shishikawa's arrival,
Saya Takagi, who had been extremely relaxed, instantly sat up from the sofa, not bothering that she was appearing before a man like this.
What was important was that
the pressure Shishikawa exerted on her was immense.
The pride her original family had given her had been thoroughly shattered. Looking at the calm-faced boy standing before her, Saya Takagi greeted him cautiously.
"Lord Shishikawa, you... you've arrived."
"Where are the others?"
"Rei Miyamoto and Ms. Marikawa are bathing in the bathroom. Is... is there something you need them for? I'll go call them over for you right now."
He wasn't here to cause trouble for her.
Saya Takagi was completely relieved, wanting to make up for her subconscious offense against him in the school building at noon today through her actions.
"No need."
Shishikawa shook his head, denying it. If he remembered correctly, Saya Takagi had a very high IQ, and her grades at Fujimi Academy must have been excellent.
She was a useful tool.
He briefly scanned Nanami Rika's duplex apartment and calmly said, "Are there any spare rooms? Take me there."
"...Okay... okay."
Even her voice trembled slightly. Saya Takagi didn't dare to refuse, and without even having time to put on her slippers, she quickly led the way.
They arrived at the guest room on the second floor.
She had originally planned to rest there. After turning on the lights, just as she was about to introduce something, she heard the sound of the room door closing.
Shishikawa casually tossed the backpack from his back onto the bed.
"..."
As for what would happen next, Saya Takagi could guess with her eyes closed. Moreover, with such a vast difference in strength, there was no room for resistance.
Rather than making it awkward,
it was better to proactively atone for her past mistakes. Her cheeks flushed, and she carefully observed Shishikawa. He should be around her age, both high school students.
He looked sunny and handsome, and he possessed power comparable to a god!
Recalling her offense from noon today, Saya Takagi suddenly understood clearly. If the first experience was with Shishikawa, it seemed... "I understand."
"Lord Shishikawa, I will do anything."
Looking at Shishikawa bending down to open his backpack, the girl, unbuttoning her clothes, said with extreme determination, "Without precautions, it's also fine..."
"?"
Holding his daily homework, Shishikawa, with a face full of black lines, shifted his gaze to Saya Takagi, looking at her perfect figure.
It seemed he had caused some kind of misunderstanding?
And in this situation, explanations didn't seem to be very effective, so he might as well let things develop according to Saya Takagi's thoughts.
No matter how busy he was, the exorcist's daily homework could not be neglected!
Taking out the Holy Sword Caliburn, Shishikawa casually picked up a math book and calmly said, "No problem, let's do this homework first."
"First are the fill-in-the-blank questions. Are you ready?"
"Okay, please... please be gentle, Lord Shishikawa."
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"Saeko, did you prepare all these dishes? They're so rich! There's even expensive seafood!"
Shizuka Marikawa, who had just finished bathing, was only wrapped in a white bath towel, her ample chest seemingly on the verge of spilling out. Looking at the lavish meal,
she couldn't help but praise it.
Saeko Busujima, who was preparing the last few dishes, merely shook her head gently and finally explained, "These are all ingredients Shishi-kun found."
"I just helped cook."
"..."
The topic was easily diverted. When Shizuka Marikawa heard that all these ingredients were prepared by Shishikawa, her face, which had originally held a slight smile,
was now filled with excitement.
She looked left and right, tentatively searching for the figure of the divine lord, and when she found nothing, she couldn't help but ask, "Where is Lord Shishikawa?"
"He should be in the living room."
"Okay!"
Shizuka Marikawa decisively walked towards the living room. After all, he was the divine lord who saved her, and she had to thank him no matter what.
However,
when she arrived in the living room, she didn't find Shishikawa, and even Saya Takagi was nowhere to be seen.
"Hmm..."
"Where exactly is Lord Shishikawa?"
Shizuka Marikawa, filled with curiosity, searched room by room. If she could find Saya Takagi, she could also ask her directly.
But the results were somewhat disappointing.
After searching several rooms, she found no trace of them. She had already arrived on the second floor of the large apartment, where it was relatively quiet.
Soon,
she heard occasional sounds of studying coming from a room not far ahead. Shizuka Marikawa's eyes lit up, wanting to surprise Shishikawa.
She pushed the door open without knocking.
Saya Takagi, who was already struggling to help Shishikawa with his exorcist homework and was gradually becoming overwhelmed, saw the opened door.
She showed no shame whatsoever.
Instead, she looked as if she had found a savior.
She pointed to the homework that needed to be completed, continuously explaining the problem types, her voice somewhat hoarse: "Ms. Marikawa, help me."
"Lord Shishikawa's..."
"I really can't do the fill-in-the-blank questions. You're our teacher at Fujimi Academy... you must have a way, right? If I can't complete this question any longer,"
"I feel like my brain... is going to break!"