After a bout of rustling, the bathroom door opened quietly, and Taki, who had already changed into a black and white maid outfit, walked out with her left hand covering her chest, her right hand pressing down the hem of her maid skirt, and her small face flushed crimson.
Kitahara's eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up, not skimping on his praise at all:
"Taki really is super cute!"
This was the truth.
Although Taki was short, her development was super good; when looking down, she couldn't see her toes.
The black and white maid outfit, the white lace hair accessory on top of her head, the straight black hair cascading down to her waist, the cute tear mole at the corner of her eye, along with a standard baby face, the development where looking down hid her toes, and the shameful expression on the girl's face... stacked together, it was simply exquisite.
The only problem was that the maid outfit couldn't be worn outside; otherwise, some well-meaning person would definitely call the police, accusing Kitahara of preying on a primary school student.
"Hmph~"
Taki gave a soft hmph, feigning disgust:
"Sweet talk! Go say that kind of stuff to Tomori!"
Though saying words of disgust, Taki's body was quite honest—the corners of her lips curved upward slightly; clearly, the disgust was fake, and the happiness was real.
"What I said is clearly the truth." Kitahara smiled as he looked over. "Taki was super cute to begin with."
"Noisy, stop talking."
"Does Taki not want to hear me compliment you?"
"Go away, I don't want to hear it at all!"
Kitahara maintained his smile, completely unbothered by Taki's reverse psychology:
"The serious and earnest Taki is super lovable too."
"You, you guy...!"
Taki clenched her fists in embarrassment and anger, gritting her teeth and tightening her small face:
"Know when to stop!"
No way!
She couldn't let pervert Kitahara keep complimenting her; if she accidentally laughed out loud...
Just imagining the scene of herself failing to hold back a laugh made Taki so ashamed she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Such a embarrassing thing had to be endured, aaah!
Taki took a deep breath and decisively changed the topic:
"Hurry up and do the main business, I still have things to do when I go back!"
"Then I'll leave it to Taki."
Kneeling down was naturally impossible; Kitahara sat down cross-legged directly, and then looked at Taki expectantly.
"Phew..."
Taki took a deep breath and moved away her right hand covering her chest.
As her right hand moved away, the scenery in front of her chest could no longer be hidden—in the chest area of the maid outfit, there was surprisingly a cutout heart pattern, through which the dazzling snow-white inside was clearly visible.
"This kind of maid outfit is way too lewd..."
With her small face flushed crimson, Taki tsukkomi'd in shame while grabbing the hem of her maid outfit and lifting it up shamefully.
(Stay calm!)
(Don't panic!)
(He's seen everything long ago anyway, lifting a skirt is nothing at all... Back when I was stuck inside the mirror, I wasn't even wearing panties then...)
(Besides, pervert Kitahara saved myself, Umiri, and Ui today, so just treat this as a thank-you gift...)
Taki tightened her small face, building up her psychological defense while her gaze flickered, enduring the embarrassment as she lifted the maid skirt up bit by bit.
Kitahara looked over with full righteousness; the first thing that caught his eye was the white over-knee socks.
Unlike black tights, white over-knee socks aren't something just anyone can wear, because white makes one look plump; if someone's leg shape isn't good or their build is on the plumper side, wearing white over-knee socks won't look good and will instead seem a bit bloated.
But Taki wearing white over-knee socks was completely fine; although Taki's legs weren't long, they were slender and well-proportioned, with beautiful curves, petite and exquisite with a unique charm.
The maid outfit continued to be lifted upward, quickly passing her knees.
The skin on the girl's thighs was extraordinarily snow-white, dazzlingly white under the light, with no pores visible at all; only the opening of the socks squeezed a ring of indentation on Taki's thighs, and the slightly recessed sock mark was exceptionally enticing.
"You guy..." Taki stopped her movement and glared over in embarrassment and anger, "Don't stare without even blinking your eyes!"
Kitahara was shameless and shameless, without a trace of embarrassment on his face:
"Taki is so cute that I forgot to blink."
"Bah~"
Taki took a deep breath, closed her eyes, steeled her heart, held her breath, and pulled her maid skirt up completely in one motion.
Lifting it slowly bit by bit was way too embarrassing; better to make a quick decision and finish reading as soon as possible to get it over with!
"Not bad, the little bear is quite cute."
As a cute cartoon bear came into view, Kitahara quickly gave a full score evaluation.
"You're done looking, right?"
Taki's voice trembled slightly from shame, and she was about to put down her maid outfit as she spoke.
"Wait a second."
Kitahara reached out to stop Taki, opened the quest panel, and found that the quest was still in progress and not yet completed.
"No, it's still missing a little something..."
"Huh?"
Taki looked over warily.
She had already gone to this extent, and he surprisingly said it wasn't enough; does he still want her to take off her underwear and give it to him!
Kitahara pondered for two seconds, his eyes landing on Taki's face, and quickly thought of a possibility:
"It's the expression."
"What do you mean?"
Taki's tone was full of confusion.
"Just now Taki's face only had shyness, not a disgusted expression." Kitahara spoke the truth. "I want to see Taki's face full of disgust."
Even if Taki didn't want to admit it, in her heart she had long tacitly accepted their dating relationship, so facing Kitahara's shameless request, the shyness in her heart far outweighed disgust.
"...Huh?!"
Taki widened her eyes, and a look of disgust quickly surfaced on her small face as she looked over with the eyes one uses to look at kitchen waste.
Kitahara shifted his gaze, looked toward the quest panel, and saw that the fourth daily quest finally displayed completed, a satisfied smile appearing on his face:
"Sure enough, it's this expression."
Taki opened her lips, finally failing to hold back:
"Lewd!"
"The worst!!"
"Too terrible!!!"
"..."
Quest completed.
Taki hastily covered her skirt, turned around, and was about to leave:
"I'm going back!"
Kitahara moved even faster, reaching out and pulling gently, gathering the tiny maid directly into his embrace:
"I want to hug Taki for a little bit."
"Not letting you hug."
"I also want to kiss Taki."
"Not letting you kiss either!"
"..."
Though saying words of not letting him hug or kiss, Taki's body was quite honest—aside from symbolic struggling, there was completely not a bit of resistance.
In the endless stairwell this evening, she had already wanted to throw herself into Kitahara's arms, but with her good friend by her side, she could only forcibly endure it; now that there were only the two of them, her and Kitahara, in the onsen village, there was naturally no need to endure any longer.
Seeing Kitahara lower his head to kiss over, Taki, whose body had already quietly gone soft, instinctively tiptoed and then closed her eyes to silently cooperate.
A moment later.
Noticing that Kitahara's right hand was starting to move around, Taki opened her eyes in shame and anger, glaring over breathlessly:
"You, you promised not to take advantage of people!"
Kitahara: "Woof woof woof."
Taki: "..."
Just knew it would be like this!
Pervert Kitahara never intended to let her off from the start!
As her lips were blocked once again, Taki could only accept her fate and close her eyes.
Her head began to lack oxygen.
Her consciousness became groggy.
Not knowing how much time had passed, when Taki came to her senses, she only then discovered that the maid outfit on her body had vanished without a trace, with only the last step remaining before being eaten clean.
"Eeeeee?!"
Taki suddenly snapped alert, reaching out her hands to block in a rush, pleading in a panic and low voice:
"N-No... I'm not ready yet..."
Kitahara took a deep breath and forcibly stopped; although a harem scumbag, no matter what, he would not force others:
"Ending is fine, but Taki must answer a few of my questions."
Hearing this, Taki let out a sigh of relief, looking over nervously:
"W-What questions?"
"Does Taki like me or not?"
"Ha?"
"Answer quickly."
"L-Like..."
When under someone else's roof, one has no choice but to bow one's head; Taki could only speak her true feelings shamefully.
If it weren't because she liked him, she would have called the police to arrest this guy long ago!
"How much do you like me?"
Kitahara continued to ask.
Taki glared over in shame and anger: "You, don't be too over the top..."
"Hmm?"
Kitahara raised an eyebrow slightly:
"Looks like Taki wants to be eaten clean."
"W-Wait a second." Taki closed her eyes in panic, shouting shamefully, "Super like!"
"Call me boyfriend-kun." Kitahara continued to take advantage of Taki.
"Don't..."
Taki turned her small face away shamefully.
"Don't, huh?" Kitahara firmly held the initiative, "Then I can continue?"
Having no other way, Taki could only open her mouth shamefully:
"B-boyfriend..."
"Coil it up."
"What?"
"Said it wrong, it's connect them together." Kitahara's gaze was burning, "Say it all together once."
Taki blinked her eyes in confusion and quickly understood what connecting them meant, yet could only endure the shame and obediently comply:
"Super... super like boyfriend-kun..."
Seeing Taki so well-behaved and obedient, Kitahara finally nodded in satisfaction:
"Today will temporarily stop here, we'll talk after Taki is ready."
"Phew..."
Hearing this, Taki instantly let out a sigh of relief.
To still be able to forcibly endure at a time like this, pervert Kitahara really is quite respectful of people...
Only the next second, Kitahara's voice sounded once again:
"Taki, help me."
Taki: "..."
What happened to letting her off?
Breaking his word!
After the service ended, the two left the onsen village and returned to the living room.
"Makoto-kun... and Taki?"
A girl's cool and pleasant voice sounded.
Kitahara and Taki turned their heads to look over, only to see two more girls in the living room, namely Tomori and Mutsumi; the two girls were sitting together with Hana, watching anime while eating cream cupcakes.
"Eh, Mutsumi and... Tomori?!"
Seeing Tomori, whom she least wanted to see, Taki's small face suddenly flushed crimson, steam faintly emerging from the top of her head, super wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Tomori, on the other hand, had a normal expression, completely not jealous or angry, raising the cupcake in her hand and softly inviting:
"Taki, eat cupcakes together?"
Seeing the white cream overflowing in abundance around the edge of the cupcake, Taki for some reason suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, her expression uncomfortable:
"I, I'm on a diet, so I won't eat..."
"Makoto-kun, what were you doing in the onsen village?"
Mutsumi looked over expressionlessly.
"Taki encountered an anomaly at school this evening." Kitahara's skin was extremely thick, completely unlike Taki who was guilty and ashamed, explaining with an unbothered composure, "I was helping Taki perform an exorcism."
Exorcism was fake, bullying people was the truth.
"Eh, Taki encountered an anomaly?" Tomori looked over worriedly, "Is Taki hurt?"
"I'm fine, Tomori doesn't need to worry..."
Taki's gaze flickered as she stumbled through a couple of sentences to deal with it; her sense of shame truly had no way to cool down, and she quickly found an excuse to slip away.
"Mutsumi, Tomori, I'll go to the live house first."
Kitahara greeted the two girls, then fast-traveled to Shimokitazawa.
"Why why why why..."
A suppressed murmuring voice suddenly sounded.
Tomori tilted her head in confusion, looking at Mutsumi who was sitting beside her: "Mutsumi, what are you saying?"
Mutsumi lowered her head, her hanging hair covering her eyes, the highlights in her eyes having completely disappeared without a trace:
"Clearly I was first... Taki clearly met Makoto-kun after me... I was first!"
Shimokitazawa.
Live house.
Kitahara pushed open the door and walked out of the breakroom, walked through the staff corridor, and arrived at the front hall, the deafening rock music instantly passing into his ears.
"Guitarhero-sensei, please give me a glass of foot-stepped grape juice."
Kitahara walked up to the bar counter and routinely teased Hitori.
"Sorry, there is no such beverage..."
Hitori's small face rapidly turned red, lowering her head shyly.
Kitahara lowered his voice: "When going to the dream world to practice tonight, I'll prepare grapes for Hitori."
"N-No..." Hitori quickly looked over pitifully, "Tonight we still have to practice properly... let's talk about it later."
Kitahara smiled: "As long as Hitori calls me boyfriend, then it will be temporarily postponed."
Hitori flusteredly looked left and right, and seeing that there was no one else around, stammered and shyly called out:
"B-boyfriend..."
"Very good, in the future when no one is around, just call me boyfriend." Kitahara smiled in satisfaction, "Give me a glass of apple juice."
"Please wait a moment."
Hitori let out a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the glass, poured in ice cubes, and began skillfully preparing the beverage.
"Does it seem like there aren't as many customers as before?"
Kitahara looked around, asking curiously.
"Mm-mm." Hitori nodded hastily, "The manager said the previous traffic and hype passed, and now is the normal customer scale."
"A bit less is fine too, at least it's not as exhausting."
Kitahara chatted casually with Hitori for two more sentences, then carrying the fruit juice drink, turned around and walked toward the counter.
"Where is Hana?"
Seeing Kitahara walk over, Seika propped herself on the counter and leaned forward, looking toward Kitahara's feet.
"Only I came over today, Hana didn't come." Kitahara spoke the truth.
"Tch." Hearing that Hana didn't come, a look of disappointment instantly surfaced on Seika's pretty face, "Hana didn't come over to play, what are you coming over alone for?"
Kitahara made a gesture of turning around: "Then I'll leave?"
"Hurry and leave." Seika waved her hand to chase him away, "I'm not attached anyway."
Anyway, she would still go over to soak in the onsen tonight, and it wouldn't be too late to share abilities then.
Kitahara took a sip of apple juice and brought up the main business: "Seika-nee has time tomorrow morning, right?"
"Doing what?"
Seika propped her chin with her right hand, looking over lazily.
"The school festival officially starts tomorrow, and I want the manager to do a favor." Kitahara came straight to the point, "I made a lot of mapo tofu this afternoon, and I want the manager to go to school tomorrow to help sell mapo tofu."
Hearing mapo tofu, Seika subconsciously swallowed her saliva, looking over puzzled:
"What are you setting up a stall for?"
Kitahara said with a solemn expression: "Naturally it's to save the world."
"Ha?" Seika raised her volume, "Do you take me for an idiot?"
"It really is to save the world..."
Kitahara briefly explained the reasoning, and then said:
"All in all, that's the situation, tomorrow I still have to help out at the haunted house, so I can only entrust Seika-nee to run the stall."
"Even if you say so, the school festival is all students setting up stalls, outsiders aren't allowed to participate, right?"
Seika crossed her arms in front of her chest, throwing out the question.
"Seika-nee doesn't need to worry." Kitahara said softly, "Tomorrow I'll have Aoi turn on Symbiosis Mode, at that time you can turn into whoever you want to turn into, everything else has already been prepared, Seika-nee just needs to show up."
"Alright then." Seika quickly agreed, "I'll go over tomorrow to help sell mapo tofu."
Kitahara was surprised: "Seika-nee actually agreed so easily?"
"Or what?" Seika rolled her eyes over upon hearing this, "As long as it's not those improper things, I'll agree to help, alright?"
"Pity." Kitahara let out a regretful sigh, "If Seika-nee refused, I could test out the newly acquired hypnosis ability."
"What hypnosis?!"
Seika instantly looked full of vigilance: "You actually acquired such a terrible ability?"
"It's not me, to be precise it's Hana." Kitahara briefly explained two sentences, looking over expectantly, "Does Seika-nee want to experience it?"
"Lewd brat!" Seika glared over in shame and anger, "Go away, I don't want to experience what being hypnotized feels like at all!"
"Tch~"
Kitahara gave a light tch, sniffing his nose:
"Saying you don't want it with your mouth, but the emotion on Seika-nee's body is clearly full of anticipation."
Seika instantly flew into a rage from embarrassment and clenched her pink fist: "You guy really want to die once, huh!"
Clap.
Kitahara grabbed Manager Seika's fist in one motion:
"Let's go, time to share abilities for the manager."
"..."
After finishing sharing abilities, Kitahara chatted for a while longer with Nijika, Ryo, and Kita; everyone was busily working, so naturally he couldn't disturb them too much, so Kitahara quickly left the live house, changed into sportswear, and went to the park to complete the final daily fitness task.
Half an hour later.
Ten kilometers easily taken down.
"Phew..."
Kitahara lightly exhaled, opened the ability gacha wheel, and looked forward to pulling.
"Take a gamble, a single pull creates miracles."
The ability wheel began spinning rapidly, and in no time, an ability light sphere dropped down.
"Finally hit the pull."
Kitahara reached out to catch it, pinched lightly with his fingertips, the light sphere shattered, and fine star-like light quietly merged into Kitahara's body.
Only after seeing the ability description, Kitahara's face suddenly showed a rather complex expression:
"It's actually this ability..."
[Ability: Immunity to All Diseases Physique]
[Category: Passive]
[Description: From now on, you will no longer be troubled by diseases; whether it is various external bacteria or internal genetic mutations, none will affect your healthy physique, and you can live continuously until the natural endpoint of your lifespan]
[Note: Something that some people look down upon, yet is a miracle that others yearn for but cannot attain]
"Immunity to all diseases, huh..."
Kitahara lightly exhaled, standing silently under the moonlight for a long time, before finally turning around to go home.
Soon he would have to face the Demon God of Calamity; Kitahara wanted powerful abilities more, but ended up obtaining the [Immunity to All Diseases Physique] that he had been yearning for previously... Life truly is unpredictable.