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A night passed without a word.
The next day.
Kitahara Makoto opened his eyes, the daylight outside the window already bright.
"It's already so bright…"
Kitahara Makoto sat up with a slight hint of regret.
Although he had been embracing two girls in the dream, there had been no further intimate actions.
Even without laws, human morality still restrained him. He could barely act like Homelander, but a completely self-centered ancestor… he really couldn't do that.
Especially with Bocchi-chan; whenever Little Miss Anxiety looked at him with those pitiful eyes, Kitahara Makoto felt inexplicably guilty.
He had just teased Little Miss Anxiety last night, then turned around and teased Nijika. He deserved to be cut down by a cleaver!
At the same time.
At Gotō Residence.
Gotō Hitori groggily opened her eyes. After a moment of blank staring, her small face quickly flushed crimson at a visible speed. She hastily put on her clothes, then thumped down the stairs.
"Eh, Hitori is up so early today?"
Futari asked curiously.
Bocchi-chan stammered, lying guiltily:
"T-today is my cleaning duty…"
Futari tilted her head to look: "If I remember correctly, Hitori wasn't on cleaning duty just a few days ago?"
Bocchi-chan: "…Anyway, I want to go to school early today!"
Futari's face showed a playful smile: "Oh my, oh my~ Going to school so early, could it be you're eager to see your crush?"
Bocchi-chan's small face turned red, and she instinctively retorted: "It's not to see Kitahara-kun!"
Quite the opposite, rushing to school was precisely to avoid Kitahara-kun!
After what happened last night, she couldn't face anyone anymore!
"Eh?" Futari was slightly startled, her tone becoming inquisitive, "Who is Kitahara-kun?"
Bocchi-chan: "…"
Little Miss Anxiety parted her pink lips, so ashamed she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She picked up her backpack and guitar and ran off with her head down:
"Goodbye, Mom!"
"Eh, wait, eat breakfast before you leave…"
"There's bread in my bag!"
"…"
On the other side.
Ijichi Nijika woke up from her sleep, turned off her buzzing alarm clock, then sat on the bed, running her fingers through her hair while staring blankly.
Girls, when they wake up, usually stare blankly for a while.
"I had a very strange dream…"
Recalling what happened in the dream, Ijichi Nijika immediately gritted her teeth.
Too much!
Absolutely too much!
He actually said he was a Kamen Rider, and that only a kiss could break the seal. He was clearly just trying to bully her!
What's even worse is that he not only kissed me in front of Bocchi-chan, but also kissed Bocchi-chan in front of me… Why didn't I hit him in the dream!
Ijichi Nijika grew angrier the more she thought about it:
"I'll never talk to him again!"
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Her phone by the pillow suddenly vibrated.
"Oh, it's a message from Ryo…"
Ijichi Nijika picked up her phone and saw a message from Yamada Ryo.
Yamada Ryo: "Nijika, I dreamed of you last night."
Ijichi Nijika: "Eh?"
Yamada Ryo: "It was a nightmare. The city at night was empty, and many washing machines turned into monsters chasing and biting us…"
This Ryo once said, 'I want to rely on Nijika for the rest of my life,' and even a large portion of her personal belongings were kept in Nijika's room. She and Nijika could be said to talk about everything, so after waking up, she sent a message to gossip about last night's dream.
"Eh?! Eh?!"
Ijichi Nijika's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Washing machines turning into monsters… It's exactly the same as my dream last night?!"
"Could it be that Ryo and I had the same dream?"
Although she found it incredible, in this world, even evil spirits exist, so other existences beyond comprehension are not entirely impossible. Ijichi Nijika pursed her pink lips:
"I also had a similar dream last night… Besides me, who else did Ryo dream of?"
Yamada Ryo: "Also Kitahara-kun and Bocchi-chan. I remember everything that happened in the dream clearly. Kitahara-kun shouted loudly in front of us, 'I will always like Nijika'…"
"N-no, don't say it!"
Ijichi Nijika's pretty face was flushed like fire, and she quickly interrupted the rest of the sentence.
Something's not right!
Very not right!
She and Ryo actually had the same dream, and the content of the dream was exactly the same… No matter how you think about it, there's a problem!
At the same time.
Yamada Ryo hooked the collar of her pajamas with one finger, looking down. A slight hint of something unusual appeared on her poker face:
"Will things that happen in a dream affect reality?"
"It seems we've encountered something very incredible…"
"Speaking of which, if one gets pregnant in a dream, will one also get pregnant in reality?"
"…"
Kitahara Makoto didn't know what was happening yet. He was brushing his teeth and washing his face while checking today's daily tasks.
[Daily Task One: Run five kilometers]
[Task Description: Omitted]
[Daily Task Two: Do a good deed daily]
[Task Description: Omitted]
[Daily Task Three: This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at the time]
[Task Description: Not having eaten a homemade bento from a girl during high school will leave a lifelong regret. Please eat a homemade bento made by a girl.]
[Note: Age unlimited, biological and psychological gender limited to female]
[Daily Task Four: Happy Hour]
[Task Description: Win a game of Monopoly with at least two other people.]
"It seems I'll be able to get today's lottery chances too…"
Kitahara Makoto nodded slightly.
"The first and second tasks go without saying, the difficulty is basically zero. As for a girl's loving bento…"
Kitahara Makoto hesitated for a few seconds, then took out his phone and sent a message to Kita.
Nijika and Ryo attend another school, too far to reach. He had just teased Bocchi-chan last night, and she would probably hide as soon as she saw him now, so asking Little Miss Anxiety to prepare a loving bento would be too difficult for her.
As for Togawa Sakiko… crossed out.
Suddenly making a strange request would most likely lead to a ruthless refusal.
After much thought, only Kita seemed most suitable.
Kitahara Makoto: "Kita-san, good morning."
Kita Ikuyo: "Ohayo~ Kitahara-kun, good morning."
Kitahara Makoto: "Kita-san, I'd like to use a universal voucher."
Kita Ikuyo: "Eh, now?"
Kitahara Makoto: "That's right, right now."
Kita Ikuyo: "…Kitahara-kun, you can't make me take weird photos, and you definitely can't do weird things with my photos!"
Damn it! With your flat, unremarkable, absolutely plain figure, who would be interested in your photos!
Kitahara Makoto was expressionless: "Don't worry, I don't want your photos. I just suddenly want to eat a loving bento made by Kita-san herself."
Kita Ikuyo: "L-loving bento?"
Kitahara Makoto: "Wanting to eat a loving bento is neither illegal nor against public morals. Kita-san wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"
Kita Ikuyo: "Of course not! But Kitahara-kun, this is so sudden, there's no time to prepare ingredients… How about tomorrow?"
Tomorrow?
By then, the yellow flowers would have withered!
Kitahara Makoto: "It has to be today at noon. The ingredients aren't important; even if there's only one plum inside, it's fine. The key is that it must be a bento made personally by Kita-san."
Kita Ikuyo: "…Just how much do you want to eat a bento made by me?!"
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