Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

White Demon chuckled twice, rhythmically fanning himself with his folding fan, and then gave Haramura Makoto a sly look.

"I can only say you're really lucky, kid."

"At the critical moment of life and death, I finally regained some of my strength, which allowed me to save you from danger."

"Otherwise, even if I'm unwilling, I really have no choice but to choose someone else."

The white demon dropped the playful and amused expression on her face and snorted coldly.

"As for why I didn't appear in this world."

"It can only be said that there are extremely powerful beings in this world. If I hadn't used the power of the Little Garden Central to conceal you the moment we entered this world, we probably would have suffered a severe blow the instant we entered."

"That's why my power has once again weakened."

"As for leaving you, it can only be attributed to a series of coincidences."

The folding fan snapped shut, and the tip of the fan tapped lightly on the table.

"Haven't you thought about it?"

"Why do you keep running into that little Misaki Shokuhou in such a short period of time?"

Do you really think that it was all just a coincidence, all fate?

Is it a sudden realization? Or is it a resounding revelation that directly enlightened him?

He did have doubts at first, and it wasn't just him; even Misaki Shokuhou had them.

There was nothing he could do; the coincidences of his encounters with Misaki Shokuhou during that period were simply too bizarre.

In just one month, we ran into each other fifteen times, averaging about once every two days.

"So you did all of this?"

"of course."

White Yaksha rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"If it were those low-level time periods, that would be fine; I can manipulate the timeline at will."

"But this world is such a hassle. In order to avoid those guys noticing, I can only do it little by little, very carefully."

But at this point, Shiroyasha's somewhat stern face immediately melted away, and she laughed triumphantly.

"But you don't need to worry."

"During this period of slumber, we regained more strength, although we still can't go head-to-head with those guys for the time being."

"But I don't have a problem keeping their eyes off you."

"White Demon—"

Makoto Haramura's words directly interrupted the White Demon's increasingly wide smile.

"Are those guys really as strong as you say?"

He wasn't quite sure who the people the White Demon was referring to were, but the White Demon's wary expression compelled him to ask.

"Um--"

"Let me think about how to describe it."

Finding a suitable metaphor or comparison took White Yaksha a while to think about.

Do you have any understanding of the power system of the sandbox garden?

"I vaguely remember some of it, but not very accurately."

Makoto Haramura shook his head.

How could he possibly remember such a thing clearly? It's already a miracle that he can remember what the White Yaksha looks like.

"Ok."

"Then I'll give you a brief explanation."

White Demon scratched his head helplessly.

"Seven figures..."

"Six figures..."

"Five figures..."

"Four digits..."

"Three digits can be understood as the strongest in a single universe. When their attacks are unleashed at full power, they can destroy a universe."

"At the same time, they can also change the universe at will according to their own wishes."

"Because once they reach the three-digit level, they have already mastered a power called authority."

"Two digits..."

"The guys in this world that I'm talking about can be considered as a three-digit number in a sense."

"In certain areas, they have also touched upon the power of two digits."

"That's why I say you can't act recklessly in this world."

He probably talked a lot at once, and I guess he wanted Makoto Haramura to digest all of this.

Having said all that, Shiroyasha silently sipped his tea, waiting for Haramura Makoto to raise any further questions.

"So that's it."

"In that case, I only have one question left."

Makoto Haramura coughed lightly.

"White Demon, you must be planning to do something, right?"

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to such great lengths and put so much effort into me."

White Demon paused abruptly as he drank his tea, his expression freezing for a moment.

Then, in a very short time before Haramura Makoto could even perceive it, she returned to normal and stared intently at Haramura Makoto.

(Sure enough, choosing this guy was the right decision, and trusting that woman was the right thing to do.)

Thinking this, White Yaksha's lips curled up, her eyes narrowed, and she said in a relaxed tone:

“That’s right, of course I wouldn’t waste my time investing so much in you without getting anything in return.”

"Actually, given how fast your thinking is, since you already know that I came out of the Destruction Garden, you should already understand, right?"

His tone was relaxed, but the sharpness within it suddenly increased.

"Rebuilding Hakoden."

"Of course, there is only one goal."

Chapter 039 You'll Be in for a Surprise

The old sandbox has been destroyed, and the new sandbox has been rebuilt by those guys.

But what she, White Demon, always loved was only that old land, and everything she had once poured into it.

"That's a really unsurprising answer."

Makoto Haramura also laughed, a hearty laugh.

"In that case, you should provide me with the necessary assistance."

"Of course, kid."

"Enjoy your last moments of leisure."

With a tone as if giving a final notice, White Yaksha waved his folding fan downwards.

Just like when he arrived, Makoto Haramura's vision went black again, as if his consciousness had lost its connection. When he opened his eyes again...

The original appearance of the room was now in his sight.

However, he did not rush to sit up in bed. Instead, he slowly raised his left hand, which was hanging down on his left side, and his gaze fell on the ring that seemed to be depicting the shape of the sun. The corners of his mouth curved wider and wider.

"This……"

"This is truly something that stirs up emotions beyond words."

"Bang bang bang-"

At that moment, a rhythmic knocking sound rang out.

"Haramura-kun, have you finished dealing with your problem? I don't really want to bother you, but there's something here that needs your attention."

This light and cheerful voice, with its pleasant tone, could only belong to Misaki Shokuhou.

"Please come in!"

"I've rested enough."

Pulling himself back to his senses, Makoto Haramura sat up in bed, and slowly opened the bedroom door.

Misaki Shokuhou holds the keys to all the rooms.

With Haramura Makoto's permission, she didn't need him to open the door from the inside; she could open it herself.

"Uh-huh--"

The girl, dressed in a knitted sweater and pleated skirt, seemed to be looking around as soon as she entered the room, her eyes darting around.

"Na!"

"This was originally your guest room, right? Even if I stayed here, it would only be for about four or five hours. There's no point in you being so curious."

"Who on earth could leave their personal traces in a strange room in just three or four hours?"

Makoto Haramura shook his head helplessly, looking completely speechless.

"Hum-"

"You don't understand this."

Seemingly having found nothing she was looking for, Misaki Shokuhou stopped pursuing it and ceased her wandering gaze.

“Sometimes, boys like Haramura-kun’s age can have incredibly strong mental energy.”

"Even if it's just for two or three hours, Haramura-kun might vent his restlessness."

"..."

"Who would do that?"

Makoto Haramura quickly stood up, taking advantage of his height, and directly reached out and pressed down on Misaki Shokuhou's small head.

"Also, you're clearly a girl, so stop using such inappropriate language with me."

"You know it's not suitable for you?"

Finally, a light flick to the forehead, leaving Misaki Shokuhou a handprint as she took a step back, served as the ending.

"Alright, what's the matter? Has Freya woken up?"

"Hmph, is it because I hit the nail on the head that he's getting angry?"

Rubbing her slightly red forehead, Misaki Shokuhou pouted, behaving like a girlfriend throwing a tantrum with her boyfriend.

However, Misaki Shokuhou still managed to strike the right balance, making everything seem just right.

Taking advantage of Haramura Makoto's question, they immediately changed the subject.

"Fremya has indeed woken up, and now she needs someone to give her a reasonable explanation."

"Although I could do this myself, since you've been so kind to this little girl, Mr. Haramura, you should probably handle this yourself."

To appease Fremia, indeed, it would be the simplest thing for Misaki Shokuhou to do it herself.

With just a simple press of a button on the remote control, Freya's mind can be easily changed.

But without a doubt, this is the worst approach.

No matter how you try to embellish or beautify it, arbitrarily altering other people's memories is never a good thing.