Asakura certainly didn't suddenly beco a pervert.
It's just that compared to kissing, feeding blood, or more intimate negative-distance mucosal contact, eating food with a girl's saliva on it could already be considered the most normal interaction.
It was just that Gotō Hitori wasn't good at refusing, and it could be achieved with just a little bit of force. If it were another girl, Asakura would probably have a headache for a while.
However, it's worth ntioning that, based on his established unit of Magic asurent, this seemingly insignificant bodily exchange alone yielded nearly five hundred units of Magic from Gotō Hitori. If the interaction were more direct, this number could likely increase further.
Based on Asakura's experience, the amount of mana in Gotō Hitori's body had already surpassed Gokou, probably around six hundred.
Honestly, at this level, there hadn't been a Magic rampage, so Asakura felt that the girl probably didn't possess Magic… Or was attracting spirits like Hoshino Ai so manifestation of her Magic?
"So, so Asakura-kun… do you still want to eat, Daifuku?"
Gotō Hitori held the takeout box, shy but also a bit at a loss, and asked.
Asakura, who hadn't fully recovered, subconsciously shook his head.
The girl thought for a mont, then picked up another daifuku and took a bite, before squeezing out a sowhat fawning smile and looking at Asakura again.
Asakura was amused by her little actions.
He rubbed the girl's head hard, and in her soft whimper of 'Ah Wahh', he said, "You can eat it yourself, I have no interest in eating other people's saliva..."
For so reason, when he said this, Asakura felt a subtle pang of guilt.
He asked himself, apart from being forced to kiss Yuigahama Yui in the Dessert Demon Realm, he really hadn't eaten anyone else's saliva... Hmm, this feeling of guilt must just be an illusion.
Only after receiving Asakura's affirmative statent did Gotō Hitori stuff the half-eaten daifuku into her mouth, only to choke and roll her eyes, completely losing all semblance of a beautiful girl.
Asakura bought her a can of wheat tea from a vending machine by the roadside and unceremoniously poured it down her throat, finally saving the girl from being choked to death by the daifuku.
"Daifuku... so scary..."
After that, the girl walked behind Asakura in low spirits, not daring to touch the remaining daifuku in the box.
However, compared to the daifuku that almost choked her to death, in a sense, Gotō Hitori felt even more uncomfortable about Asakura seeing her unseemly appearance, feeling even more mortified in front of him.
"Idiot, you ate too fast."
Asakura, who couldn't understand the girl's complex feelings, retorted.
Wahh...
Looking at the girl's tearful expression, he finally swallowed his subsequent harsh words and didn't make any more sharp remarks.
"Speaking of which, Hitori, did you not bring your guitar today?"
Asakura tried to change the subject.
"Because we're going to Miyazaki Prefecture, it feels very far, so I didn't bring it..."
The girl said sowhat flustered, "Asakura-kun, if you want it, I'll go back and get it right now! Imdiately!"
"No need for that, it's just my first ti seeing Hitori without a guitar, so I was a little curious."
Asakura said cheerfully.
"Um... where are we going now?"
Gotō Hitori asked in a small voice, then she recalled what Asakura had just said, and couldn't help but nervously swallow, "Are we going to Soubu High School?"
"Oh, did you figure it out?"
"Be-because the station is in the opposite direction."
The girl holding the packed box felt her calves go a little weak: "Hiss... If I don't have a guitar... I can't do anything... Can we wait until next ti?"
"It's fine."
Asakura's face showed a brilliant and gentle smile, but in the girl's eyes, that gentle smile inexplicably carried a villain's filter—she always had a feeling that Asakura would at any mont sweep his hair back with his hand and say sothing like 'I shall stand above the heavens,' suddenly turning into a big Boss.
"We can borrow from the Light Music Club."
Asakura's next words solidified his position as a villainous Boss in the girl's heart: "Also, the school swimsuit bunny girl outfit can be borrowed from the Cosplay Club."
"D-do the requirents seem to be increasing, or is that just my imagination?"
Gotō Hitori asked pitifully, her legs trembling and her face pale.
"No such thing, I was just saying it casually."
"Phew..."
"Actually, it's a Fallen Angel Industrial School Swimsuit Bunny Girl, and you have to wear white stockings underneath."
"Guh, kill ..."
Gotō Hitori collapsed on the ground in tears.
Of course, Asakura didn't really intend for Gotō Hitori to wear that kind of thing.
Rather, Soubu High School didn't even have such a strange club as a Cosplay Club, and it was even less possible for sothing like a Fallen Angel Industrial School Swimsuit Bunny Girl, which from its na alone was extrely against school rules, to exist. Even if it did, President Nijima would surely use her iron fist to sanction and abolish the club.
For Gotō Hitori's solo performance (Asakura had basically given up on Kessoku Band's ensemble), he only intended for the girl to change into Soubu High School's uniform. The uniform could be borrowed from Yuigahama Yui or Asagumo Chihaya, as Yanami's spare uniform had already been lent to Gokou Ruri.
Incidentally, when Gokou Ruri first wore Yanami's uniform, the chest area was empty, which always made people laugh. So later, because her family was more frugal and she had developed sewing skills, the girl simply directly modified the uniform, making it much more fitted.
As for Asakura asking her, 'What about when you have to return this uniform?', Gokou Ruri unhesitatingly stated that when she received her middle school uniform, she had already learned how to modify it to make the chest area looser, but she just hadn't been able to use it from her first year to her third year of middle school.
—What a sad story.
"Don't worry about it, it was just a joke, Soubu High School Joke~"
"I-I'm sorry..."
Gotō Hitori apologized instead: "I have a very low tolerance for normie jokes."
"Don't be afraid, this ti I'm just taking you to get familiar with the environnt and to get acquainted with the place."
Asakura said truthfully.
"Get acquainted?"
The girl was confused, her bright eyes timidly looking at Asakura, then like a frightened small animal, she imdiately lowered her head and retracted her gaze, looking at her toes.
"Haven't you already joined our Chiba Magic Society? Then naturally, you have to get acquainted with the door of our secret base."
Asakura said as a matter of course.
"Secret base, huh..."
The girl's spirits lifted imdiately upon hearing this term.
In her understanding, what are generally called secret bases are mostly narrow and cramped places like closets, trash cans, or dilapidated small houses. Perhaps for others, enclosed small spaces are too oppressive, but for Gotō Hitori, they were just right.
So she beca full of anticipation.
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