I am a reincarnation player.

"I know, but now it's me who takes it a step further."

Yuuki got the full experience this time and was reluctant to leave: "Senpai, you can actually choose to go all in."

All in?

Mai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something. She grabbed Yuki's collar and pinched his face hard.

"You pig-headed fool, you really have no good intentions!"

"I'm just following your lead. Hiss, be gentle. You have an extraordinary physique now, stronger than a hydraulic pliers."

Mai quickly let go, and when she saw that Yuuki's cheeks were only slightly red, she knew she had been tricked.

She wanted to say something, but she caught a glimpse of a figure at the entrance.

Hiyori was standing by the door, covering her face with her hands, but a pair of curious eyes appeared through her fingers.

There are also people who just want to watch the show.

"Don't touch me." She quickly slapped Yuuki's claws away and tried to put on a serious expression: "By the way, why did you ask Kaguya-san to give you a dowry?"

"Of course I'm joking. If I dare to do that, Hayasaka will be the first one to not let me go!"

It is true.

Mai felt a little better, her queen radar had picked up on something being amiss lately, and she stared into Yuuki's bloodshot eyes.

They stared at each other silently, and after only a few seconds, Yuki felt a chill down his spine. He wondered whether he should make his gaze appear more frank or affectionate.

"So when did you..." Mai looked away and pointed viciously at the phone on the floor:

"Can we turn off that dirty thing?!"

Chapter 14: Respect for the Past and the Future

Shinomiya Kaguya, you gave a great assist.

Yuki dumped the broken pieces of his phone into the trash can, feeling a little sad about the increasingly rare European and American art films.

Hiyori is very obedient and at most just eats melons quietly. The most difficult one to deal with is this silly young lady.

But in his heart, Yuki was very grateful to the other party. Even if it didn't relieve the awkwardness, at least it livened up the team atmosphere. Everyone was exhausted from the constant exploration these days.

"But she seems really angry. Tsk, it's not the first time anyway. It will be fine in a few days."

Yuki didn't take it to heart. Kaguya Shinomiya was extremely emotional and extremely rational, and she wouldn't do anything out of line. After all, who doesn't like to persecute a young lady?

Familiar room, familiar people, it really feels like I'm back in Izu.

Yuki stretched and could see the blue sea outside the window. This was a holographic projection that he had bought with 5 points. There was no fishy smell in the sea breeze, which at least made him feel comfortable visually.

In fact, a real ocean can be created here, even a beach, sea breeze, and sunshine, but that requires a huge amount of points, and Yuki is not so extravagant as to waste points on enjoyment.

But this is enough. Besides, who would look at the sea? Beautiful women are more beautiful.

Yuki turned his head slightly and saw senior Mai making curry rice in the small kitchen. All the ingredients could be exchanged, and the gas stove was nuclear-powered. Anyway, he didn't see any air intake pipe.

I just don’t know where to throw the garbage. Anyway, this pure white space is boundless, so I can just throw it far away.

It was still the familiar scent. Mai couldn't get her previous pair back, so she changed into a new pair of black stockings. This time they were a little thinner, allowing her snow-white thighs to be vaguely seen.

She had her hair tied in two ponytails, holding a spoon in one hand and reaching under her skirt with the other, pulling up her black stockings and loosening her fingers.

Snapped.

The elastic stockings bounce back, causing slight waves of flesh.

The senior sister is really shy.

Yuuki frowned in admiration, then another face appeared before him like a ghost, blocking all view.

"Aren't you really afraid that Miss Kaguya will shoot you in the back?" Hayasaka Ai knew what this idiot was looking at without turning around, and wondered in her heart if she had let him relax too much.

She was still wearing the maid uniform, and her eyes looked resentful. She had just spent so much time talking to the young lady to calm down that she had forgotten to monitor the senior.

"Will she?" Yuki supported his head and asked lazily.

"No, Miss is a rational person and can handle the situation well." Hayasaka answered immediately, then pursed her lips. "But it's really troublesome for me to clean up your mess. I've told you many times that if you embarrass her too much, I'll be ashamed too."

I could tell that I was eavesdropping, but I couldn't hold myself back.

"I couldn't help myself, I went a little too far." Yuki was very polite and slapped the red bean paste on you right then and there, but unfortunately he couldn't help laughing. "She brought up this topic, and don't you think it's really interesting?"

The corners of Hayasaka Ai's mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter. Fortunately, she caught a glimpse of a crack in the door with her peripheral vision, revealing blood-red eyes, as if an evil spirit was staring at her.

"Ahem, I won't laugh at my own master. I need to teach her some basic physiological knowledge. Remember to try a different method next time."

"Yes, maid-sama." Yuuki quickly cooperated and patted his chest to promise: "I, Sky Island Yuuki, will never persecute Shinomiya Kaguya in the future."

Unless you can't help it.

He added silently in his heart that sand sculpture beauties are much more interesting than ice sculpture beauties.

Click.

The door closed and Hayasaka breathed a sigh of relief. This time she could laugh without restraint and held her stomach directly.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you trying to turn Tian Gang upside down?"

"No, I'm just happy for Miss Kaguya." Hayasaka hugged her knees and curled up in her chair. "Well, in the Samsara Game, she's actually more cheerful than before. I rarely saw her looking so helpless before."

In the name of the Shinomiya family, even if her heart is broken, Shinomiya Kaguya will remain calm. This is a disguise based on her identity.

There is no one you care about, and you don’t need to rely on anyone. That will only make you look weak, and weakness is a word that must never appear in education. The only purpose of interacting with people is to make better use of each other.

"After all, this is a battle of geniuses' love brains, so there's a sense of meaningless competitiveness."

Yuuki actually understands Kaguya Shinomiya better than Hayasaka imagined. How should I put it? It's the conflict between her education and her nature.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, when one is at the peak of youth and passion, how could one become a cold and heartless person?

"That's normal. Those concepts are necessary for her as a superior person, but she started out as a weakling when she entered the reincarnation game." Yuki rubbed his chin like a psychiatrist. "This situation is very unstable. There's a high chance she'll turn evil and unleash her full potential."

"Like you?"

Why does it involve me again?

Yuki thought for a while and nodded. If he really had no scruples and his heart was filled with desire, he might really be stronger than he is now.

"But I met you, and Kaguya met me, so there was no chance to trigger the dark transformation."

In fact, there are.

Hayasaka Ai moved her lips, but still didn't say anything so unlucky, and listened quietly to Yuki's analysis.

"Kaguya is kind-hearted, a bit tsundere, and actually quite sentimental. She's only been in the Reincarnation Game for a little over a month, so she's still retaining her old habits. Don't worry, she'll be back in business for a while..."

Yuuki started to chatter, but then his voice became lower and lower because he saw the maid's expression change, from doubtful to meaningful.

"You... know Miss Kaguya well? How come I didn't know you two were that familiar?"

Damn, that's over the top.

Yuuki keenly noticed his mistake and explained with a stiff upper lip: "I have a special ability, just like Hiyori, I understood all of you the moment I first met you."

"The way you explain it makes it seem more and more like it." Hayasaka Ai's face darkened and her voice was cold: "Don't even think about asking the young lady for a dowry or anything like that."

"I told you it was just a joke, why are you guys making such a big deal out of it? I'm from the giant planet and I would never be interested in an airport."

"What kind of star are you???"

Yuki was stunned for a moment, looking at the maid's plump chest, who naturally placed it on the table, and then he realized that he had accidentally hurt his teammate.

"Ahem, I'm from the Universal Star. No matter the size or length, they are all my favorites."

That's more like it, but is this what he really means?

Hayasaka secretly glanced at the senior's back. She was humming a little tune with her ponytail swinging back and forth.

Well, she's not that big, just about average.

The maid turned her head to look at Shiina Hiyori who was curled up on the sofa. The latter was holding a thick book, but she secretly raised her head. After her eyes met Hayasaka's, she quickly lowered her head and quietly hugged her chest.

This person who is just watching the show is very ambitious, but she doesn't have the courage.

Hayasaka nodded in satisfaction and slowly stood up: "I'll go call the young lady to eat. Hiyori, stop pretending to read and help the senior sister get the dishes and chopsticks."

"Will she come out if she doesn't sulk for a few days?" Yuki was a little unconvinced. He really pissed off Kaguya this time.

"Don't worry, I have a way. Miss Kaguya is very concerned about her reputation. I just need to provoke her a little."

Hayasaka Ai walked away lightly, and Yuki knew that she was trying to attract hatred for him. He raised his head slightly, looked at Hiyori who was walking by as quietly as a kitten, and instantly appeared in front of her to block her way.

"M-Mr. Yuuki?"

"You are enjoying the show, girl. Do you have any experience to share with me?" Yuki reached out and pinched the girl's face. He felt that it felt great, soft and smooth.

"I didn't watch the play, and I didn't even have time to read the novels I exchanged for them." Hiyori's voice was a little unclear, and he felt like his face was changing shape like clay.

"Nonsense, I've noticed you for a long time. Take, for example, the book 'Color and Space' you were holding just now. When did you start reading erotic novels?"

"Huh? I clearly put it in two book covers."

Snapped.

As he was speaking, Yuki felt a light tap on the head. He quickly let go of his hand and turned around to see a senior student wearing a white apron standing behind him, one hand on her waist and the other holding a spatula.

"Don't bully Rihe. Go, wipe the table and mop the floor."

"Senior, there's not even a speck of dust in this damn place, what's there to wipe?"

"This is called a ritual before dinner. You have to take care of the housework too. Don't be a lazy pig!"

Without any negotiation, Yuki grumbled in dissatisfaction and ran to the bathroom to get a mop. Even he didn't know what was so good about cleaning the floor that was so clean that it reflected light.

Not long after, everyone arrived. Kaguya was still angry and maintained an ice sculpture-like appearance, but when she saw Yuki mopping the floor with a grunt, she couldn't help but turn her head away and raised her hand to smooth the corners of her mouth.

Humph, now you have come to this day.

There is no doubt that Yuki is cunning and powerful. People like him should sit on a pile of corpses, leaning on a sword and thinking, but at this moment, ordinariness seems more precious. If you think about it for a while, he is no different from himself.

Everything has changed, but will it remain the same?

When she came to her senses, Kaguya found herself walking into the kitchen. Sakurajima Mai, holding dishes in her hands, was looking at her in confusion.

"Senior, I'll help too."

Mai was slightly startled, then revealed a gentle smile and handed over the bowl in her hand: "That pig-head is sometimes frighteningly calm, and sometimes outspoken. Don't get angry with him."

"Well, I misunderstood him first, so it's normal for him to want revenge."

"Kaguya-san, you're quite reasonable."

"Excuse me, actually I just feel good watching him doing housework. Senior sister, when you have time in the future, let him do more, and don't persecute me when you have nothing to do."

"Sure, but you have to participate. You can't leave everything to Hayasaka."

"Okay, I'll be in charge of making tea from now on. I don't know why, but I always feel like I have some talent in this area."

The two of them walked back to the round table, muttering to each other, and sat on their chairs. There were not many dishes on the table, just a few plates of curry, two kinds of vegetables, and a bowl of miso soup.

It's very simple. Sakurajima Mai's cooking skills are just average, but when Yuuki walked out of the bathroom, he felt that the table was full of delicacies again.

Mai, Hayasaka, Kaguya, and Hiyori all turned around, each with a different expression.

It may be gentle, focused, cold, or light. It cannot be called a sea of ​​flowers, but it is still vying for beauty.

Yuki's eyes gradually softened, and he looked like an ordinary person who came home after a tiring work to have dinner with his family.

"If you have any feelings, express them after dinner. I'm hungry." Mai waved her hand, as if she was a little impatient waiting.

This is a lie. With extraordinary physical fitness, one hardly needs to eat.

Yuuki strode over to the table, staring at the scarlet curry, wondering what he was thinking.

"Why don't you sit down?"

Snapped.

Yuki suddenly snapped his fingers and materialized a bottle of liquor from the list. Seeing everyone looking at him in surprise, he shook his head.

"Don't panic, you are all minors and are not allowed to drink." Yuki flicked the cork off with his thumb, held the table and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned the bottle upside down.

Crash.

The liquid fell to the floor, emitting a pungent smell.