Anime Crossover: Starting By Bullying Bocchi-chan in my Second Life Chapter 9: It’s now replenishment time!

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"Eh?"

Kitahara Makoto suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being targeted by a bad woman.

"Illusion."

"It should just be an illusion."

"I’ve only been transmigrated for less than a month, and I haven’t provoked anyone. There’s no reason for to be targeted, right?"

"..."

The three walked out of the campus and, at the recomndation of Miss Fallen Ojou-sama, took a train to a famous ran shop.

They traveled in silence.

When they arrived at the Comrcial Street where the ran shop was located, it was already dark. The entire street was lit up with neon lights, and the Comrcial Street was bustling with people, the scent of human life wafting towards them.

The ran shop was underground. When the three entered, there were already quite a few custors in the shop.

Kitahara Makoto looked around, led the two girls to an empty corner to sit down, and each ordered the ran they wanted. Next was the waiting ti.

"Hitori-chan." Kitahara Makoto lowered his head, looking at Bocchi-chan sitting beside him, and quietly asked, "How do you feel now? Is there anywhere uncomfortable?"

Hitori Gotō looked up at him, then quickly lowered her head again, her voice weak:

"I feel okay, nothing uncomfortable..."

"Tell the truth."

"Eh?"

"Children who lie will be punished. If Hitori-chan lies, I will punish you."

Hitori Gotō nervously looked up: "P-punishnt?"

"That’s right." Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice, his urge to tease Bocchi-chan stirring again, "The punishnt is simple: I will praise Hitori-chan for being very cute in front of everyone."

"C-c-cute..."

Hitori Gotō’s small face quickly flushed red, and she nervously lowered her head, her whole body starting to sway.

To be praised as cute by soone other than her parents—this was the first ti in real life!

And also, praising soone as cute doesn’t count as punishnt at all!

"That’s not necessarily true." Kitahara Makoto said in a low voice, "Hitori-chan is so shy, she must be very afraid of being stared at. If I loudly praise Hitori-chan for being very cute, then everyone will gather around and stare at Hitori-chan. Wouldn’t that be a punishnt?"

Hitori Gotō instinctively nodded.

Terrifying!

Being surrounded and pointed at by others in public, no matter how you think about it, is too terrifying. It’s definitely a punishnt!

"No, don’t shout." Hitori Gotō looked up pitifully, like a little hamster begging its master for rcy, "I don’t want to be stared at by others."

Kitahara Makoto slowly said,

"If you don’t want to shout out ’Hitori-chan is super cute,’ then tell the truth quickly."

"Um..." Hitori Gotō pursed her pink lips, stamring softly, "I feel a bit cold and a bit heavy, but everything else is fine, no particularly uncomfortable places."

Kitahara Makoto leaned in slightly, lowering his voice:

"Your complexion is a bit pale... Do you want to experience the feeling of replenishing energy now?"

Hitori Gotō’s small face quickly flushed red, and she nervously averted her gaze, shaking her head like a rattle-drum:

"N-no need!"

Replenishing energy requires holding hands, right?

Holding hands in front of so many custors, I can’t do it, no matter what, I can’t do it!

"Alright then." Kitahara Makoto’s tone was regretful, "Let’s talk after we finish the ran."

As he spoke, Kitahara Makoto suddenly caught a subtle scent of perfu wafting past his nose. He instinctively turned his head and saw a beautiful girl with a ponytail, blonde hair, and red eyes walk past him, then sit down in an empty seat not far away.

"Koizumi-san, what kind of ran do you want to eat today?"

A short-haired girl with a lively voice tilted her head and asked.

"Natto Lay’s Cheese Kimchi Ran."

"Eh eh eh, are you sure ran with such a long na tastes good?"

"Mm."

"Since it’s Koizumi-san’s recomndation, I’ll have one too!"

"..."

Listening to the conversation between the two girls, Kitahara Makoto’s expression quickly beca subtle.

Blonde hair, red eyes, loves ran, looks like a three-no doll... This must be the ran-loving Koizumi-san, right?

Just casually coming to a ran shop, and actually encountering the legendary Koizumi-san... It felt strangely like unlocking an easter egg.

Kitahara Makoto quickly withdrew his gaze, no longer looking, and had no intention of striking up a conversation.

Firstly, Bocchi-chan was sitting right beside him. Striking up a conversation with other girls in front of Little Miss Anxiety was too much, no matter how he thought about it.

Secondly, Koizumi-san’s eyes only had ran, so she probably wouldn’t respond to anyone’s advances.

After finishing the ran.

Next, of course, was paying at the counter.

"How much is it in total, please?"

Miss Fallen Ojou-sama took out her wallet, ready to pay. One must keep their word, and since she said she’d treat, she couldn’t go back on it.

The waiter smiled and said, "Hello, the total for the three of you is four thousand five hundred yen."

"Please wait a mont."

Togawa Sakiko opened her wallet, and after seeing the balance inside, her pretty face instantly flushed red at a visible speed.

Embarrassed.

Super embarrassed!

Being haunted by the Ghost Senior during this period had caused her to misplace many things. Now, as she prepared to pay, she realized there wasn’t enough money in her wallet.

Although she had said, ’The weak is already dead,’ being unable to pay after eating in such a public place still made Miss Fallen Ojou-sama’s face burn.

"Togawa-san." Kitahara Makoto calmly handed over a Fukuzawa Yukichi, "Your money just fell out."

Miss Fallen Ojou-sama looked up, her gaze complex. She parted her rosy lips, then took the Fukuzawa Yukichi and whispered:

..."Thank you, Kitahara-kun."

After paying the bill.

The three walked out of the ran shop. Outside, the sky was already full of stars, and the lights were twinkling.

"Hurry to my house!"

As soon as they reached the street, the Ghost Senior’s voice rang out impatiently.

Kitahara Makoto and the two others didn’t delay, boarding the Train Station and heading straight for the address the Ghost Senior had given.

Half an hour later.

The three arrived in a wealthy district and quickly found the Shen Tian family villa, but the villa was completely dark. Kitahara Makoto went forward and pressed the doorbell, but there was no response.

"Looks like no one’s ho." Kitahara Makoto shrugged, "We’ll just have to wait."

"Um..." Hitori Gotō raised her small hand and said weakly, "Why don’t we call?"

Ghost Senior: "I’m sorry, I’ve long forgotten things like phone numbers."

"..."

With no one at the villa and no contact information, the three could only choose to wait in place.

Ti quietly slipped away.

As the night deepened, Hitori Gotō felt the chill in her body quietly intensify. Her limbs slowly began to stiffen, and she couldn’t help but shiver.

"Hitori-chan, give your hand."

Kitahara Makoto suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Eh?"

Hitori Gotō looked up blankly, instinctively extending her right hand.

Kitahara Makoto, with a righteous expression, held Little Miss Anxiety’s soft hand: "Don’t move, I’ll help you replenish your energy."

"Eh eh eh?!"

As her small hand was held, Hitori Gotō finally belatedly reacted. Her slightly pale face instantly flushed red, almost to the point of dripping blood, and steam billowed from the top of her head.

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