"Yui, it's time for your bath."
"Got it, Mom."
Yui Yuigahama responded, then said to Shirai Mio, "I'm going to take a bath first. You can rest here for a bit. After I'm done bathing, I'll bring out the bedding."
"Okay."
Shirai Mio sat up straight, terrified that the system would suddenly pop out with a task like somehow getting Yui Yuigahama to proactively bathe together with her or something.
"If the host really wants to do a task, I'm not unwilling to issue one to satisfy the host."
"Never mind, never mind, there's no need for that."
Shirai Mio rolled her eyes. If the system really issued a bathing task, she probably wouldn't be able to complete it.
"Don't worry. Since the host just transmigrated, today there's only that one task you just completed. See how thoughtful this system is~"
While Yui Yuigahama was bathing, Shirai Mio naturally wouldn't sit idle. She wanted to use this time to extract more information from the system, such as what kind of ghost system this actually was.
"I think the host has already noticed some clues from that task just now. That's right—this system is a Being Conquered System. Although there's no way to give the host a girlfriend, it can make the host become someone else's girlfriend—a super powerful system! Aren't you surprised?"
"I'm surprised at your big head!"
If it weren't for her training as an actor, Shirai Mio would want to curse out loud.
Before her rebirth, when she saw other people transmigrate, they had conquest systems or tycoon systems. Why did it turn into a being conquered system when it came to her?
Shirai Mio took a deep breath. Since the system was already bound to her, struggling now was useless. She continued asking, "Can this system be uninstalled?"
"Of course it can."
The system's answer was somewhat unexpected for Shirai Mio.
"As long as someone's conquest rating toward the host can reach 100 points, that's when this system disappears. After all, this system's purpose is to make the host become someone else's girlfriend."
Anyone who's played dating sims would understand conquest ratings to some degree. Shirai Mio figured that if the conquest rating really reached 100 points, she'd truly become someone else's girlfriend.
"Will this conquest rating affect me in any way? Like influencing my thinking or something?"
"That's for the host to explore bit by bit. If I explained everything clearly, wouldn't that be boring~"
"Tch."
Though annoyed with the system but unable to do anything about it, Shirai Mio could only try to calm her urge to hit someone, then continued asking, "I looked at the system panel earlier. There's only the reward I chose and the conquest rating. According to normal conventions, shouldn't there also be attribute stats or a system shop or something?"
"This system is so cute, naturally it's different from those tacky mass-produced systems. So this system has no system shop. If the host wants to obtain new abilities, you can only get them through completing tasks. Please work hard, host~" The system's voice suddenly switched to Ayane Sakura's, using Iroha Isshiki's tone.
Though she wanted to shout "All hail Sakura Ayane!", thinking about how this was that annoying system's voice, Shirai Mio felt inexplicably complicated.
Just as Shirai Mio was wondering if she could extract more information from the system, the room door suddenly opened. Yui Yuigahama, fresh from her bath, walked into the room. Her loose, thin pajamas completely failed to conceal Yui Yuigahama's proud figure.
Shirai Mio naturally couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
"Shirai, why don't you go take a bath too? Don't worry about clothes—I'll lend you some."
"Okay."
Taking the towel Yui Yuigahama gave her, Shirai Mio walked into the bathroom. Perhaps because Yui had just come out, the bathroom was still filled with steam. Shirai Mio glanced at the bathtub full of water. If there were a comment section right now, the screen would probably be filled with comments like "One sip per person, no fighting" and "Quick, drag that Kuafu out."
Shirai Mio shook her head lightly, clearing the messy thoughts from her mind, then took off her clothes and walked to the mirror.
Looking at the white-haired beautiful girl in the mirror that she'd created with her own hands, if she'd had a girlfriend like this before transmigrating, she'd probably laugh in her sleep.
Unfortunately, this white-haired beautiful girl was now herself, and she could become someone else's girlfriend at any moment.
What was with this strange NTR-like feeling?
Just as Shirai Mio was staring blankly at the mirror, footsteps suddenly sounded at the bathroom door, followed by Yui Yuigahama's voice: "I left the clothes by the door."
"Okay, thank you."
Shirai Mio responded, collecting her wandering thoughts and beginning to bathe.
After bathing, she naturally didn't forget to soak in the tub. It had to be said, bathing was indeed quite comfortable, having a magical power to make one temporarily forget their troubles. Just couldn't soak too long, or it would make you dizzy.
After changing into the pajamas Yui Yuigahama lent her, Shirai Mio returned to the room.
She could see Yui Yuigahama laying out bedding for her. Noticing Shirai Mio come in, she stood up and looked her over carefully, saying, "Looks like it fits pretty well~"
"Oh right, let me help you dry your hair." Yui Yuigahama's eyes lit up as she looked at Shirai Mio's still-damp silvery-white long hair. This hair color was quite rare, and there were no signs of dyeing at all—it appeared to be natural.
Shirai Mio had wanted to refuse, but noticing Yui Yuigahama's expectant expression, she let it be.
Before transmigrating, she'd thought girls with long flowing hair looked beautiful, but after getting long hair herself, she realized how troublesome it was to wash.
Yui Yuigahama helped dry Shirai Mio's hair while looking at her reflection in the mirror. Perhaps because she didn't need to do it herself, Shirai Mio had slightly narrowed her eyes, looking a bit like Sabre when she petted his head.
This was probably something she shouldn't say out loud.
By the time Yui Yuigahama finished drying Shirai Mio's hair, it was already eleven at night.
Though she had many things she was curious about regarding Shirai Mio, thinking that she still had class tomorrow, Yui Yuigahama could only temporarily suppress her curiosity. After all, they'd be seeing each other again soon—she could ask then.
In the dim room, Shirai Mio lay quietly on the futon Yui Yuigahama had laid out for her. She'd been lying there for a while but didn't feel sleepy at all.
Just hours ago, she'd been a semi-life-winner, and now she'd suddenly become a helpless white-haired beautiful girl. Various complicated thoughts tangled in her mind—how could she possibly fall asleep?
She hoped that when she woke up tomorrow, she'd see the familiar ceiling of her own room.