Dawn's faint light cracked the horizon, a pale belly whitening the sky around 5 or 6 AM. The city still shrouded in thin mist.
Bustling neon Kyoto stirred—sanitation crews hit the streets, early-rising salarymen hustled to work.
A sliver of pale glow pierced the hotel curtains, hitting crisp white sheets.
Waking Rai Hikaru.
He lifted a hand to block it, hauling himself up.
Yesterday's grind? Peanuts for his physique.
Up at crack of dawn.
Leaning back against the headboard, chiseled eight-pack bare to the chill air—no sweat—he cracked a bottle of Shenbao Nutri-Quick.
Sipped slow.
"Refreshing..."
System-brewed Shenbao Nutri-Quick lived up to the hype.
One bottle perks the brain; two banish fatigue forever! Post-workout chaser reloads stamina fast!
Tasted prime and refueled essence.
Last night's toll? This bottle hit perfect.
"Gonna make this post-marathon ritual." Rai Hikaru noted.
Bottle down, he eyed Shino no Miya Natsumi beside him—brows furrowed, deep in sleep.
Wiped drool from her lip, tucked the blanket snug.
He got why she slept heavy.
They'd crashed early for high schoolers—before midnight.
But that stamina-sapping knight cosplay marathon wrecked her.
Normal for her build—unlike his tank.
"Too busy with the main event yesterday—skipped chow."
Rai Hikaru rubbed his gut; his metabolism demanded five square meals min.
Starving now, he fired up delivery app.
Order placed, Pure Love System popped.
[Ding! Congrats, host! Provided stellar physical/mental care for Shino no Miya Natsumi, fulfilling her long-held wish—pure love spirit maxed! ]
[Reward: Pure Love Points +200! ]
Rai Hikaru arched a brow.
Nice surprise—thought he'd drained her rewards dry.
"With this 200, sitting pretty at 1200+ Pure Love Points."
"Burn 50 for daily 1 stat point. Hold 200 for Qingming Talismans and such... rest? All in!"
"System—ten-pull go!"
Idling points? Dumb. Rai Hikaru spun the wheel no hesitation.
[Ding! Congrats, host! Reward: 'Grandmaster Boxing'! ]
[Ding! Congrats, host! Reward: 'Grandmaster Sanda'! ]
[Ding! Congrats, host! Reward: 'Grandmaster Archery'! ]
[Ding! Congrats, host! Reward: 'Grandmaster Swordsmanship'! ]
[Ding! Congrats, host! Reward: 'Grandmaster Halberd Mastery'! ]
[Ding! ... ]
Rai Hikaru eyed the ten-pull, brows quirking surprise.
"All combat boosters this round."
Boxing, sanda, sword, archery—plus grandmaster staff, halberd, even piano and guitar.
"Practical kit. Keep pulling, I'll be eighteen-weapon virtuoso, every instrument pro—ultimate Pure Love God of War."
"But short-term? Meh. No prime yellow-hair-smashing tools for this NTR-infested world..."
Mid-bitch, the last pull lit him up.
[Ding! Congrats, host! Reward: 'Pure Love Radar'! ]
[Pure Love Radar: Detects pure love fluctuations in host's vicinity. Locks yellow-hairs/NTR scum via love metrics. Alerts to anti-pure-love NTR events! ]
Rai Hikaru grinned ear-to-ear.
"Jackpot!"
He had Pure Love Tracking Origami Crane and Aura Sight already.
Those? Broad target locks or face-to-face only.
Radar? Auto-scans huge zones.
No clear winner—each shone.
Combo'd? Yellow-hair hunts turn cakewalk.
NTR world essential!
Power spike plus utility god-tool—Rai Hikaru buzzed.
Food arrived perfect timing.
He inhaled like a storm, devouring.
Three deliveries down, cracking the fourth—Shino no Miya Natsumi's nose twitched, eyes shut.
Sniffed like a critter.
Rai Hikaru glanced.
She cracked eyes—just in time to meet his stare.
Waking to that, Shino no Miya Natsumi flushed pink.
Fingers clutched the sheet corner, body curled fetal under covers, face blood-red, pure shy mode.
Worlds from last night's wild high.
Rai Hikaru got it—high school girl, first-timer.
He chuckled. "Chill—no need to blush. We bared it all yesterday, right?"
"Heard your gut rumble. Breakfast time—dig in."
"O-okay..." Shino no Miya Natsumi nodded rosy, shifting to rise.
One twitch—pain twisted her face.
"Ah... it... hurts so bad!"
"Legs screaming—sore, numb, agony... can't move..."
Her crimson Bambi eyes pleaded up at Rai Hikaru, pitiful as hell.