Ten sothing minutes later…
"Ah, it's that apartnt."
The girl who had originally been lying by the roadside was now lying on Shido's back, pointing ahead as she spoke.
Not long ago, just when Shido and Mikoto were about to call an ambulance and the police, the girl had raised her head by herself. From her, they learned that she had only gone out to buy sothing to eat, then fainted from hunger by the roadside.
The two stared dumbfounded at the apartnt building, which was several tis taller than the buildings around it. It was hard to imagine that a girl who fainted from hunger by the roadside had the money to live in a place like this.
"The room is 1801… The password is… eh? 1234?"
Because Shido had to carry the girl, who could not walk due to hunger, Mikoto walked forward and entered the apartnt entrance password according to what the girl had said.
"Speaking of which, is it really okay to set the password like that?"
As the door opened, Mikoto retorted helplessly.
"Although the security is definitely questionable, I don't think senpai, who likes putting the spare key under the flowerpot, has the right to say that."
Shido waved his hand with a subtle expression. He had always told the girl not to put the key in that kind of place, but for so reason, Mikoto, who was usually so careful, just would not listen.
"Yes, yes."
Hearing Shido's retort, Mikoto answered in a tone that showed absolutely no reflection.
(Honestly, if Shido would accept the shrine key, I wouldn't have chosen to hide it under the flowerpot.)
Although she had accepted the key to the Itsuka house, when Mikoto wanted to give Shido a copy of the shrine key in exchange, the boy refused no matter what she said.
With no other choice, she could only tell Shido that there was a spare key under the flowerpot.
(There should be a limit to how dense you can be…)
Looking at Shido, who was trading retorts with the girl on his back, Mikoto sighed helplessly in her heart.
It was not that she wanted to give Shido a key as a hint that he should sneak in at night or anything like that.
It was simply that she did not want to treat Shido as an outsider.
As for security… ordinary thieves were absolutely no match for a Spirit. As for DEM… would locking the door really help?
As the three chatted, they arrived in front of the girl's room.
"Taking you here is enough, right?"
Shido asked.
"Mm, thank you. But if I'm alone, I will definitely collapse right in the entrance."
The girl said with a smile.
"Where's the key?"
Shido asked helplessly.
"That's more like it. Ah, the key is in my back pocket. Be gentle when you take it, okay?"
"!!!"
Hearing the girl's words, Shido almost slipped and fell to the floor. He turned around and helplessly asked Mikoto for help with his eyes.
"I'll get it."
Mikoto sighed. Although touching a girl's backside herself was also embarrassing, it was still better than letting Shido do it.
"Eh, what a sha. The boy isn't going to take it himself? I was planning to call it thanks for helping . Ah, even if your hand slips, as long as you don't put it inside my underwear, it's okay."
"What are you talking about?"
Shido sighed helplessly.
"I'm saying it's my thanks. While you were carrying , I was clearly pressing against you with all my strength, but you didn't react at all. So I was wondering if maybe you're a butt guy."
The girl said in a matter of fact tone.
"Your way of showing concern is way too vulgar, right?"
Shido was almost about to lose it.
"Or is the boy a huge breast believer? No wonder you're walking around with such a full bodied girl. Ah… or is she your girlfriend? Then should I be creating more of a battlefield of jealousy atmosphere? A battlefield of jealousy."
The girl looked at Mikoto and said that.
"…"
Faced with the girl's question, Shido was at a loss for words.
Even if he said Mikoto was not his girlfriend…
(I completely can't say it.)
Shido wanted to cry in his heart.
Even if he wanted to say the usual line, "Senpai and I are just ordinary friends", leaving aside the fact that Mikoto would definitely smile and retort that one line again, at this point, how could he possibly define a girl he had shared a hot spring with, slept in the sa blanket with, gone to Lovers's Point with, gone on a Christmas date with, and even taken shiromuku photos with, as an "ordinary friend"?
"Please don't tease Shido anymore. He is super herbivore, you know. If this keeps up, he might leave you here and run away."
Fortunately, Mikoto rescued Shido in ti. She walked forward, took the key from the girl's back pocket, and opened the door.
"Excuse us."
Shido said after entering the girl's room.
"I have been excused."
"…"
After hearing the girl on his back, he did not even have the strength to retort anymore.
Looking in from the entrance, there was a long hallway, and manga magazines were piled all around.
No, it was not just the hallway. The girl's room was the sa. All kinds of manga products filled every corner. The most exaggerated was the bed. It only had enough space left for one person to sleep, while the rest of it had been completely occupied by manga.
It was like—she could finish reading manga, fall over, and sleep right away.
The instant he placed the girl on the bed, Shido noticed sothing.
"Don't tell , do you draw manga?"
It was a large work desk. On it were manuscript paper, ink, all kinds of pens, and tools whose nas he did not know. Judging from the unfinished manuscript on the desk, the girl's occupation was obvious.
"I guess you could call a professional. I kept drawing and forgot to eat. By the ti I wanted to go to the supermarket to buy sothing, I discovered that Earth's gravity had beco incredibly strong."
The girl said with a smile.
"I think that even if it's work, your body is still important."
Mikoto smiled wryly, walked to Shido's side, and looked at the manuscript on the desk.
Then she froze.
"Um… may I ask, is your pen na perhaps… Honjou… Souji?"
The image on the manuscript was Silver Bullet, which they had just seen earlier. And the other party called herself a professional manga artist.
Although Honjou Souji was a male na… pen nas did not necessarily reveal the author's real gender.
"Wait, isn't the author of Silver Bullet male?"
Hearing Mikoto's words, Shido also noticed the contents of the manuscript.
"Ah, just like the girl said, that's only a pen na. My na is Nia. Honjou Nia."
The girl nad Nia smiled gently.
"No, no, this is still strange. Silver Bullet is a manga that started serialization when I was in elentary school. If that's the case, Honjou Souji's debut work should be even earlier."
No matter what, it felt very odd. Nia's appearance was far too young. If she was Honjou Souji herself, wouldn't that an she had been publishing manga since elentary school?
(Is she the second generation author or sothing?)
Shido could not help thinking that.
"Sorry, but Honjou Souji has been from beginning to end. By the way, I've been a professional for ten years."
As if seeing through Shido's thoughts, Nia said that.
"Forgive for being direct, but Nia-san, are you perhaps…"
Mikoto's brows lightly furrowed. If Nia's words were not nonsense, then at least from the perspective of common sense, they made no sense no matter how one thought about it.
However, at that mont…
Gruuumble…
Nia's stomach let out a loud cry of hunger.
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