Anime Crossover: Starting By Bullying Bocchi-chan in my Second Life Chapter 380: BCL - 378: Nijika: I don’t want to fall, ahhh!

Fire escape.

"Hitori-sensei, thank you for your guidance."

Kitahara Makoto was satisfied and thanked her softly.

"I feel like my technique has significantly improved."

"Hoo... hoo..."

Hitori’s face was burning hot, and she was panting, her whole body already limp.

(D-don’t call teacher...)

(I’m clearly the one being taught...)

"Are you free tonight, Hitori?" Kitahara Makoto whispered, "To the mixed-gender onsen..."

"Eh eh?"

Hitori looked up in a panic:

"You said we’d only go to the onsen if I failed the exam."

"Did I?" Kitahara Makoto said shalessly, "I don’t rember clearly. Do you have a recording to prove it, Hitori?"

Hitori: "..."

(How could I possibly have a recording!)

(Bullying ...)

(He’s clearly bullying !)

Even Hitori, whose courage was as big as a groundhog’s, couldn’t help but puff out her cheeks after being taken advantage of repeatedly.

"Poke, poke—"

Kitahara Makoto extended a finger and poked Hitori’s soft, bouncy cheek, suppressing a laugh:

"Alright, I did say we’d only go to the mixed-gender onsen if you lost. Now that Hitori has successfully passed the exam, do you want a reward?"

Hitori pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes filled with moist mist, like a lake shrouded in winter fog:

"I don’t have a reward in mind for now..."

Kitahara Makoto couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss Hitori’s pink, moist lips again:

"Then let’s save it for now, and Hitori-chan can tell when you think of sothing."

"Okay..."

"It’s getting late." Kitahara Makoto glanced at his phone, "It’s about ti to go back, but going back now, I feel like sothing’s missing..."

"Go back, go back." Hitori quickly looked over pleadingly, "I still need to go back and update my Guitar Hero account video tonight."

"Alright then." Kitahara Makoto nodded gently, "But before we leave, Hitori has to choose one: say ’I like Kitahara,’ or call ’Onii-chan.’"

"Eh?"

Hitori’s face flushed:

"W-why do I have to call you Onii-chan?"

Kitahara Makoto didn’t hide his true colors: "Because I want to take advantage of Hitori."

Hitori: "..."

"Make your choice quickly." Kitahara Makoto urged, "Otherwise, I’ll keep kissing you."

"N-no..."

Hitori quickly shook her head, blushing as she made her choice.

"..."

After teasing Hitori, the two left the driving school together.

After getting off the train, Hitori scurried ho.

Kitahara Makoto turned around and bought a Cupcake, then returned ho and sent a ssage to Yamada Ryo on his phone:

"Ryo-senpai, what are you doing?"

The ssage quickly showed as read.

Then a photo popped up.

Kitahara Makoto curiously opened the photo and saw that it was a park under a clear blue sky.

"Why is Ryo-senpai at the park in such hot weather?"

Kitahara Makoto asked curiously.

Yamada Ryo: "I’m hungry, looking for grass to eat."

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

No wonder she ran to the park on such a hot day; she’s eating grass again!

Kitahara Makoto: "If I rember correctly, Ryo-senpai had excellent final exam results, and your aunt and uncle rewarded you with a lot of pocket money, right?"

Yamada Ryo: "Yesterday, I went to a musical instrunt store with Nijika and saw a 300,000 yen bass. I really wanted it!"

Kitahara Makoto: "So Ryo-senpai bought it?"

"That’s right." Yamada Ryo sent a smug emoji with hands on her hips, "Life is short, you should enjoy yourself. If I liked that bass and didn’t buy it, soone else might have."

Kitahara Makoto: "Ryo-senpai has many basses already, right?"

Yamada Ryo: "A fisherman can’t have just one fishing rod, and a gar can’t have just one ga on their computer. It’s perfectly reasonable and normal for to buy a few more basses, isn’t it?"

"..."

What she said made a lot of sense, leaving him speechless for a mont.

"Don’t eat grass; you might get an upset stomach," Kitahara Makoto said helplessly, "Are you free tonight? Let’s have dinner together."

Yamada Ryo: "I only have two hundred yen left..."

Kitahara Makoto: "My treat."

Yamada Ryo: "God, your wish is my command!"

"..."

Japan is a standard AA country, and even boyfriends and girlfriends split the bill when dating.

Kitahara Makoto didn’t mind paying, but when they went out to eat together, Ryo-senpai still insisted on AA. Her agreeing instantly today clearly ant she really had no money left.

Evening arrived in a flash.

Kitahara Makoto sent a ssage to Mutsumi, saying he had plans tonight and telling Mutsumi to rest at ho. Then he changed his clothes and went out for a date with Ryo-senpai.

[Daily Mission Three: Yamada Ryo’s Tears]

[Mission Requirent: Make Ryo cry, no matter the ans]

Regarding this mission, Kitahara Makoto could only say it had no difficulty whatsoever and could be completed easily.

Arriving at the agreed-upon Comrcial Street, Kitahara Makoto looked up and saw a short-haired girl, 163 cm tall and 50 kg, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a light blue long skirt, and black over-the-knee socks, standing next to a supermarket.

A beam of light happened to fall on Ryo-senpai’s profile, and from a distance, she had a heroic and handso androgynous beauty.

Speaking of which, the reason why Kita initially admired Ryo-senpai so much was because she saw Ryo-senpai performing on the street, and was directly hit by Ryo-senpai’s androgynous beauty, becoming a fan girl.

Unfortunately, now that she knows the true face of Ryo-senpai, she can no longer admire her.

"Ryo-senpai, good evening."

Kitahara Makoto walked up to Yamada Ryo.

"Good person..."

Ryo-senpai, who had just been heroic and handso, attracting many girls to peek at her, imdiately showed a pitiful expression when she saw Kitahara Makoto appear, her eyes like a little deer Bambi expecting to be fed.

"Belly, hungry, hungry."

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

You even deliberately use reduplicated words, I’m getting goosebumps!

"Treating you to a al is no problem."

Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice and said, "But after eating my food, Ryo-senpai will be my person."

"What?"

Ryo-senpai covered her chest with both hands, took a half step back ’in fear’, and raised her voice:

"Must I repay your kindness with my body?"

Several girls happened to be coming out of the supermarket with shopping bags, and when they heard Ryo-senpai’s words, they all slowed down and pricked up their ears, their faces full of wanting to gossip.

Sensing the gazes of the surrounding gossipers, the muscles in the corner of Kitahara Makoto’s eyes twitched slightly.

Okay, okay, so that’s how you want to play it?

Then I won’t be polite!

"There’s no way around it."

Kitahara Makoto sighed, "Who told you to sneak into my room last night, and just happened to be caught by my sister, my sister said that if you don’t want her to tell Mom, you can only repay the kindness with your body."

"Explosive!"

"Too explosive!"

"Sneaking in and being discovered by her sister, could it be that..."

The girls who had just walked out of the supermarket were full of excitent, and if they weren’t embarrassed, they would have already taken out their phones to record a video.

Ryo-senpai blinked her eyes, a hint of grievance appearing on her pretty face:

"How excessive, it was clearly you who asked to steal Mom’s stockings, saying you wanted to use them at night, that’s why I secretly went to your room..."

"Hiss ~"

The gazes of the gossiping girls towards Kitahara Makoto suddenly beca shocked.

Kitahara Makoto gently moved the corner of his mouth and lowered his voice:

"Ryo-senpai, that’s enough."

"Not yet satisfied..."

"Do you still want to go eat grilled at?"

"I want to eat!"

"..."

Ryo-senpai quickly restrained her expression, turned to look at the passers-by girls who were secretly gossiping in the distance, waved her hand, and then left with Kitahara Makoto.

They arrived at the pre-booked barbecue restaurant.

Kitahara Makoto took two glasses of ice water, and then sat opposite Ryo-senpai.

"Glug glug ~"

Ryo-senpai drank half a glass in one breath.

"Don’t drink so fast."

Kitahara Makoto reminded, "Be careful of an upset stomach."

"Huff..."

Ryo-senpai breathed a sigh of relief and put down the water glass with satisfaction:

"I’m so hungry, I’ll drink so water to fill my stomach first."

Kitahara Makoto said speechlessly:

"Ryo-senpai wouldn’t have skipped lunch, would she?"

Ryo-senpai proudly raised her chin: "I ate a handful of sorrel."

She spends money lavishly, without any planning, and now it’s only the beginning of the month and she can only eat grass, what’s there to be proud of!

Kitahara Makoto took a sip of ice water: "Do you want to give Ryo-senpai so living expenses?"

"... I would be grateful!"

Ryo-senpai quickly put her hands together, her eyes shining brightly.

Moral integrity?

Sorry, that kind of thing simply doesn’t exist in Ryo-senpai’s dictionary.

"Here."

Kitahara Makoto opened his wallet and handed over a stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Don’t need so much."

Ryo-senpai shook her head and reached out to take a Fukuzawa Yukichi, "One is enough."

Kitahara Makoto said in surprise:

"It’s not enough at all, is it?"

Ryo’s family runs a private hospital, and she is already at the young lady level, so she is not a thrifty person at all, and 10,000 yen is definitely not enough.

"I would be grateful, it’s enough for the fare."

Ryo-senpai put her hands together, "I’ve decided to go to Kitahara’s house for free als every day for the next period of ti."

"I don’t have any objections..."

Kitahara Makoto put away his wallet, "It’s just that I don’t know if Ryo-senpai’s body can handle it."

"Not afraid."

Ryo-senpai raised her chin, revealing a slender neck, "That special ability is very useful, I can be fully recovered after a sleep, and it was agreed that we would share the blessings, of course, we can’t let everyone down."

Kitahara Makoto gently moved the corner of his mouth:

"What do you an?"

The corners of Ryo-senpai’s lips curled up slightly, her smile cheerful:

"The literal aning."

"..."

After eating and drinking enough, Kitahara Makoto and Ryo-senpai slowly strolled ho together.

He had already sent a ssage to Mutsumi, so he would definitely not be disturbed tonight.

"Speaking of which, it seems like we haven’t had a proper date yet."

Ryo-senpai put her hands behind her back and tilted her head to look over:

"If we haven’t even dated and we’ve already been completely devoured, wouldn’t life be full of regrets when we think about it in the future?"

"I should be the one saying that."

Kitahara Makoto retorted, "That afternoon, I was clearly the one who was completely devoured by Ryo-senpai."

"Tch, you actually rember so clearly."

"If I forgot, Ryo-senpai would definitely be angry, right?"

"Never mind, I want to go on a date."

"..."

Kitahara Makoto breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Does Ryo-senpai want to go shopping at the mall?"

"Too many people, I don’t want to go."

"What about the zoo?"

"Sorry, I’m a carnivore, tears will flow from the corners of my mouth when I see animals."

"Then let’s go to the amusent park?"

"That’s a place only children like."

"..."

Kitahara Makoto pinched Ryo-senpai’s cheek:

"What does Ryo-senpai want to do, just say it."

"Then I’ll say it."

Ryo-senpai counted on her fingers, "I want to experience the Western religious horror Silent Hill, the futuristic sci-fi Dead Space, and I also want to comb Sadako’s hair, and ride a dragon in Genshin..."

Good heavens, each one is more terrifying than the last, you like excitent way too much!

Talking all the way, Kitahara Makoto quickly brought Ryo-senpai ho.

The weather was hot.

The first thing to do when returning ho was naturally to take a bath.

In order to conserve freshwater resources, Kitahara Makoto and Ryo-senpai took a bath together, but they washed for a little too long, and finally ca out of the bathroom after a full hour.

The first round is over.

Kitahara Makoto carried Ryo-senpai back to the room on the second floor.

"W-wait a minute..."

Ryo-senpai’s eyes were teary, and her voice was trembling for so reason.

"Let ... ugh... s-send a ssage..."

Kitahara Makoto stopped temporarily:

"What ssage is Ryo-senpai sending now?"

"Huff..."

Ryo-senpai steadied her breathing:

"Of course, I’m letting Ijichi Nijika, Kita, and Hitori-chan go online to share it, good sisters share the blessings."

Sharing the blessings is fake, wanting to tease people is the truth!

Opening the Kessoku Band’s small group chat, Ryo-senpai took a deep breath and quickly tapped the screen with her fingers:

"Nijika, Kita, hurry up and log in!"

Ijichi Nijika: "What is Kita talking about?"

Kita: "Is Ryo-senpai playing a ga?"

Yamada Ryo: "Well, wearing a wristband."

Ijichi Nijika: "Ryo, don’t do boring things, quickly withdraw the ssage, don’t let Hitori see it!"

Kita: "That’s right, I won’t wear a wristband!"

Hitori: "..."

She had just finished editing the video and uploaded it to the Guitar Hero account, preparing to pick up her phone to relax, and then she saw the ssage sent by Ryo-senpai to the group.

Wristband?

L-log in?

Hitori’s heart rate suddenly accelerated, and the images buried deep in her mind suddenly erged.

(C-could it be that Ryo-senpai is doing that kind of thing with Kitahara-kun again?)

Thump thump.

Listening to her rapid heartbeat, Ryo-senpai’s small face quickly turned red, and she couldn’t help but feel her body heating up.

(Ryo-senpai just called out Nijika and Kita’s nas, so... Kita and Nijika-senpai have already shared it?)

(Very likely.)

Hitori, though her exam results were poor, wasn’t stupid; she just didn’t study seriously.

In fact, during the last sharing session at Kitahara Makoto’s house, Hitori had already guessed the truth—besides herself, Kita and Nijika-senpai must have both experienced that kind of thing through sharing.

Yamada Ryo: "Ah, recalling imdiately."

The ssage was quickly recalled, and the Kessoku Band chat group swiftly quieted down.

However, besides Ryo-senpai, who was fanning the flas, the other three girls couldn’t calm down.

"Ryo-senpai is really too much," Ijichi Nijika was sitting at her desk reading a book, her pretty face slightly flushed, her pearly teeth gently biting her lower lip, she couldn’t help but complain, "She just had to tell everyone about that kind of thing, calling it sharing, it’s clearly just intentionally teasing us!"

"Give up!"

"I will definitely not wear the Kessoku Band again!"

"..."

Ijichi Nijika took a deep breath, clenching her fists, wanting to firm her resolve, yet her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the drawer.

The venue was already closed, she had just finished showering, her clothes were already hung out to dry, and now she was wearing pajamas in her own room, with the air conditioning set to the most comfortable twenty-six degrees.

Her sister never pushed the door open directly; even if there was sothing, she would definitely knock...

(So... so even if I really did sothing, it wouldn’t be discovered...)

Ijichi Nijika’s heart pounded faster, her pretty face burning, she felt as if so inexplicable magic had taken over her body, making her involuntarily reach out and open the drawer.

By the ti she reacted, the black Kessoku Band collar was already in her hand.

(No!)

(That kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!)

Ijichi Nijika snapped back to reality, as if touching a hot iron, she quickly threw the Kessoku Band onto her desk.

(Idiot Nijika, isn’t your willpower too weak?)

(You actually took out the Kessoku Band so easily...)

(You said you’d absolutely never wear it!)

(If you really put on the Kessoku Band, Ryo-senpai will definitely mock you tomorrow!)

Slap!

Ijichi Nijika took a deep breath, raising her hands to pat her cheeks.

"Focus!"

"Don’t let your mind wander!"

"Hurry up and study seriously!"

"..."

Ijichi Nijika picked up her pen again and looked down at her math textbook.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed...

The textbook was never turned again; only lines of text appeared on the scratch paper.

(Wear the Kessoku Band...)

(Don’t wear the Kessoku Band...)

(Ryo-senpai will laugh at ...)

(But it’s already been so many tis, one more experience won’t hurt, right?)

(Nijika, oh Nijika! How can you be so depraved! Have you forgotten all the resolutions you made earlier?)

(It’s hard enough to get my body back, what if we Soul Swap again?)

Ijichi Nijika suddenly recalled the manga books Yamada Ryo had bought; most of them were in Nijika’s room. When she had nothing to do, Ijichi Nijika occasionally read them. She rembered one of them was about goblins and a fallen princess...

"I must resist. Once I abandon my bottom line, I’ll end up like the fallen princess in the manga, slowly becoming evil, right?"

Ijichi Nijika took a deep breath, preparing to leave the room to take a shower.

Just as she was about to get up, her gaze swept over the small mirror in the corner of her desk, and she suddenly widened her eyes:

"My eyes... are so strange..."

Ijichi Nijika couldn’t help but lean forward, getting closer to the mirror, and indeed saw two faint pink hearts appearing deep within her pupils.

"I’m not wearing colored contacts, so why is this here?"

Ijichi Nijika’s eyes widened, and a flash of lightning suddenly crossed her mind.

"It’s the Eden Fruit!"

"The answer book said that after eating the Eden Fruit, in certain specific situations, the original sin would beco exceptionally strong..."

"Lust is one of the original sins, isn’t it?"

Upon discovering the truth, Ijichi Nijika’s pretty face burned, and the sense of guilt in her heart quietly dissipated by more than half:

"No, no wonder I couldn’t control it... It turns out it wasn’t my willpower that wasn’t strong enough, but the Eden Fruit’s fault."

As the sense of guilt largely dissipated, Ijichi Nijika’s will could no longer resist the invasion of original sin. Her pretty face flushed crimson, she turned off the desk lamp, then bit her lower lip tightly and sat down on the bed...

[Five Senses Sharing] has been activated.

Current number of sharers: One.

At the sa ti.

In Kita’s room.

"Will Nijika-senpai wear the Kessoku Band to share?"

Kita Ikuyo’s small face was flushed, she hugged her pillow tightly, her gaze occasionally drifting towards the chair.

Under the bright light, on the chair by the bed, a seemingly ordinary black Kessoku Band ca into view.

That’s right.

It was the Kessoku Band.

That night, after successfully getting her body back with Kitahara Makoto’s help, Kita returned ho and imdiately stuffed the Kessoku Band into the deepest part of her box.

And then... just now, under an unknown impulse, Kita involuntarily found the Kessoku Band again.

Sha, guilt, and a sense of unease intertwined in her heart, making Kita Ikuyo feel exceptionally sinful.

(I said I’d never take it out again, but I couldn’t resist so easily... Is my willpower too fragile?)

Having violated her forr ’oath’, the strong sense of guilt made Kita’s sense of sin directly max out.

(But I’m not the only one who’s embarrassed... Nijika must be very curious too, right?)

"N-no...!"

Kita Ikuyo’s eyes suddenly lit up:

"I’m just going online to see if Nijika has shared!"

"If Nijika-senpai hasn’t shared, then I’ll take off the Kessoku Band imdiately!"

In terms of willpower, Kita was indeed a bit inferior to Nijika. Although her heart was full of sha and guilt, she only held on for a short while before her dam of willpower was already tottering.

After checking the doors and windows, confirming they were all tightly closed, Kita lowered the air conditioning temperature, then, with a flushed face, she directly hid under the covers.

"Ngh..."

Soon, soft, mournful whimpers echoed in Kita’s room.

[Five Senses Sharing] has been activated.

Current number of sharers: Two.

On the other side.

In Hitori’s room.

Compared to Kita and Nijika, Hitori sat in front of the computer with a flushed face, the Kessoku Band resting quietly beside her, completely unresisting.

It wasn’t that Hitori’s willpower was exceptionally strong, but rather that Kita and Nijika had experienced the entire process, and the original sin of Lust was very deep. Hitori had only joined halfway and had never completed the entire process, so the original sin of Lust would naturally not be too strong.

"I wonder if Nijika-senpai and Kita have put on the Kessoku Band..."

Hitori wondered in her heart.

"I’ll know if I try it on..."

A thought suddenly popped into her mind.

Hitori was startled, her small face instantly flushed, then she quickly shook her head, driving the impulsive thought out of her mind.

Just then, the room door suddenly opened, and Futari, holding a rabbit doll, walked in.

"Ah..."

Hitori was startled, scrambling to put away the Kessoku Band.

"Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight and have you tell a story!"

"Y-yes, you can..."

Hitori quickly returned a smile.

"Oh, what a pretty Kessoku Band." Gotō Futari stretched out her small hand, "Sister, I want to wear it."

"N-no!"

Hitori imdiately panicked.

Futari was only five years old; she absolutely couldn’t let Futari experience Five Senses Sharing!

"Why not?" Futari looked up with her small face, "Sister is so strange."

"I’m fine..." Hitori, in a flash of inspiration, tucked the Kessoku Band into her pocket, "Futari, play with your building blocks for a bit, I need to go to the bathroom."

Getting up in a hurry, Hitori scurried out of the room.

Arriving at the bathroom.

Taking the Kessoku Band out of her pocket, Hitori was about to find a place to hide it when a voice suddenly sounded from behind her:

"Hitori-chan, what are you doing in there?"

"M-Mom...!"

Hitori, with a guilty conscience, was so startled she almost jumped. In her panic, she didn’t know what happened, but by the ti she ca to her senses, the Kessoku Band was already on her wrist...

[Five Senses Sharing] has been activated.

Current number of sharers: Three.