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...in the morning.

　Mako looked up at the ceiling and muttered softly.
　A soft light streamed in through a crack in the curtains, and she could hear the birds chirping.
　It was a crisp morning--.

''Huh, I did it.''

　I think back to last night and feel bleak.
　I thought about dying along with the current, but it seems hard to be prepared or reopen the door.
　Still, it's cold, I raise my head.
　Then I saw myself naked.
　The edge of the futon apologetically hides my crotch.
　I looked next to her and saw Liv sleeping with her back to me.
　Her shoulders and ass were bare, but she looked warmer than Mako.

'You're pretty tanned?'

　I sullenly look at her back.
　The whole thing is sallow, but the parts hidden by the clothes - breasts and buttocks - are lighter in color.

''Uh-huh.''
"-Oh!

　Mako gasped as Liv turned over.
　Once again, she had great big tits - no, she was a bombshell.
　I'm not sure if you can resist gravity, even if you're as fit as she is.
　I'm not sure if it's a good idea.

'........no.

　Makoto gave a small shake of his head.
　The gravity-defying figure is the proof of a natural product.
　The artificial breasts are able to resist gravity, but shouldn't we find beauty in the defeated form?
　Yes, the breasts in front of me are precious and beautiful.
　Isn't that enough?
　I reached out gently, but I couldn't touch the breasts.
　Liv's hand hit me.
　I looked at her face to see if she was awake.
　But Liv's eyes were closed and she was breathing peacefully in her sleep.
　Makoto let out a breath of relief and was ashamed of himself for trying to touch her breasts.
　Even though they are now a man and a woman, isn't it a problem to rub their breasts without their consent?

''It's not good.''

　Mako sat up and shook her head lightly.
　Perhaps the effects of taking in the color lust were still present.

''Well let's go take a shower.''

　It's okay. I'll calm down and get out of bed.

You need to get dressed?

　I looked around and saw a change of clothes on the desk - underwear and clothes on the desk.
　Apparently, Shelly had prepared them for me while I was asleep.
　I keep bothering her.

'I knew you couldn't do everything just because you're on a higher level.

　Scratching my head, I head to the shower room.
　The shower room is located just inside the room.
　There are two doors in a row, but one is the toilet.

''It's small, but it's nice to have separate toilets and showers.

　The apartment I rented in my former world was a three-point unit - a western-style toilet, a washroom and a bathtub all rolled into one.
　I didn't mind it when I rented the apartment, but when I lived there, there were many inconveniences, such as the fact that the floor would be flooded after taking a bath, making it easy for mold to grow on it, and the water would get cold quickly in the winter.
　Nevertheless, they continued to live there because they didn't want to incur the expense and hassle of moving.
　We visited real estate agents, looked around, asked our parents for a guarantor, and made arrangements for a moving company.
　I chose to put up with it rather than go through all this hassle twice in a short period of time.
　I point the shower nozzle to the other side and twist the faucet.
　After a few moments, steam covered the shower stall.
　I checked the temperature with my hand and took a shower from my head.
　Perhaps because my body was cold, it feels a little hot.

''It ... tingles.''

　You're trying too hard, he said, staring at his crotch.
　Just as I was getting warmed up, cold air flowed in.
　I turned around and saw Liv standing there.

'You could have woken me up, you know.
'I was just paying attention because you were sleeping so comfortably.
"You know, we love each other so much, it's ridiculous. We could do with a little more flirting.

　Liv closed the door behind her and pointed the shower nozzle at herself.

'You're going to get cold,'
Why are you turning away?

　That's because I can see the magnificent breasts.

'....Oh?

　Liv stared at Mako's crotch and grinned.

'Dude, where are you looking?
"Makoto's cock--
You don't have to tell me!
Then don't ask. But you're still in good spirits this morning.
Thanks for the help.
'Yes!　Then let's do it!
...to do it.
You're just asking her out because you don't like the idea of Makoto.

　You don't understand," he said.

'Is Liv okay?'
What?
The body. The body.

　Mako is level 100 and Liv is level 40.
　The level difference is 60.
　I didn't have time to care for them last night, due to the effects of my color lust.

'My body hurts all over, but I'm fine.
Good.

　He patted his chest.

'Mako doesn't seem to be okay with the redness, though.
You should be more ashamed of yourself.
That's good.

　Liv's lips quirked up in frustration.

'Also, well, you know, last night--'
It's been taken care of.

　Liv grinned and gave a thumbs up.

'How?'
"Here's the--

　Chu~moku, he pointed to his lower abdomen.
　There was something like a tattoo floating there.
　It appears to be faintly luminous.

''Shouldn't you be getting a tattoo?''
'Mako, have you ever seen your arm?'

　He asked back and looked at his right arm.
　The tattoos covered the back of his hand to the mouth of his shoulder.
　Apparently, it had widened in scope again.

'Maybe it's because it took in the other seven evils,'
Does this mean you're getting a power boost?
I don't know.

　Makoto tilted his head.
　He had thought that he might have been able to use the seven evil skills he had taken in, but so far, he hadn't been able to use them.

''It doesn't feel like my abilities have increased either.
Isn't it just that Mako doesn't know?
Maybe. So what's up with the tattoo?
I had the birth control spell cast on me.
Is there such a thing as magic?

　Well, I'm not surprised by that kind of magic.

But didn't you say something about having the blood of a strong man?
I'd like to stay in the fight.
Battle mania.
And it's hard to move back home.

　Liv scowled a little.
　'She's got a lot going on, apparently.

'And I thought you'd care about that sort of thing, so I took the initiative. I don't know if it was necessary or not. So let's do it.
It's a very subtle connection.

　Mako plunged in.

'You pounced on me last night, what are you talking about?
"Let's do it," he says casually.

　Is there no such thing as shame?

What are you talking about, idiot? I'm not a woman who opens her legs easily. I'm just saying that because I'm in love with you.
A man in love with you.
I'm in love with you, man.

　Then Liv laughed.



　Mako spent an hour or so in the shower and immediately headed downstairs.

'Good morning, mister,'
Yeah, good morning.

　Halfway up the stairs, Shelly, who was inside the counter, called out to me.
　Fene and Fujika were sitting at the counter.
　It seemed that Yuka and Laura hadn't arrived yet.

'Fene, Fujika, good morning.'
Good morning.
...Good morning.

　Fene grumbled and Fujica responded in a voice that sounded like a mosquito buzzing.

'Come in,'
Yeah, thanks.

　Shelly put the lemon water on the counter as Mako took her assigned seat.

'Well, I'm sorry about last night,'
'It's true. Please don't do anything like that again.

　Shelly let out a small sigh and slumped her shoulders.
　Last night - after Liv had run out of steam.
　Mako had brought Shelly, who was in the hallway, into her room.
　Shelly begged me to endure - but she was begging me to endure.

'All right. I won't do it again.
Do you really know what's going on?
I know, I know.

　I answered that, but I'm feeling a little better.
　I'm sure I'm going to make the same mistake again.
　I've got to do something," said Makoto, taking a sip of lemon water.
　A piercing sound echoes from behind you and you turn around.
　Then, Yuka was about to come in.
　She is wearing silver-rimmed glasses instead of black-rimmed glasses.

''Good morning.''
Good morning. You're looking good today.
You did.
I didn't do anything.

　Yuka turned away, embarrassed.
　I'm relieved to see how tsundere she is.

'You've got new glasses, haven't you?'
See?
Are you sure?
It's not diminished, so that's okay.

　Yuka approached the counter with an uncharacteristically light step--.

'You two aren't looking well, what's wrong?'
What?
What's going on?

　Yuka walked over to Fene and Fujica.

'It's nothing.'
...and...

　Fene turned away, but Fujica muttered something about it.

'What?　I can't hear you?
So I'll...

　When Yuka puts her hands to her ears and listens back, Fujika turns red to her ears and moves her mouth.
　Unfortunately, her voice is too small to hear.
　I have a bad feeling.

'Say it again.'
'So!　...and...
"-Oh!

　Yuka gasped and stared at me with a snap.
　And--.

''Pervert!　Pervert!　You ... you ... pervert!

　Yuka's face turned red and she shouted.

'I sent you home first because you said you weren't feeling well and now you want the three of you... give it back!
What do you mean?
You know how I feel!　Worrying feelings!　Gratitude!　You'll have to pay me back for my earlier exuberance!

　Oh, God!　And Yuka put her head in her hands and stepped on the ground.
　It was then.

'What's all the fuss about in the morning?'

　Liv came down, bobbing and scratching her head.
　My gaze naturally focused on her.

'An?　What do you mean...? Well, it was great! I was going crazy. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, and Makoto wouldn't let me go. And then Sherry got involved and things got hotter.

　Liv walked down the stairs with a light step and leaned against the counter.
　She looked triumphant and full of life.

'It's like he's lying about how badly he's usually lit, man. He's super sadistic, and he grabs me by the horns and forces me to serve him. Oh no, oh no. It's hard to get away from Makoto when you know something like that. I mean, Sherry said she was going to have to endure it, but she was definitely leading him on, wasn't she? Isn't that right?
I don't know!

　Instead of answering Liv's question, Sherry pulled back to the back of the store.

'Sherry, water,'
I don't know!

　Liv said in a pitying tone of voice, but Shelley remained hidden in the back of the store.

'What's your excuse?'

　Yuka looked at Mako as if she were looking at a bug, or even filth.

'Are you going to listen to me?'
You're just asking.
I see.

　Mako let out a small breath.
　He looked at me as if I were a piece of filth, but I still have the opportunity to restore my honor.
　I'm sure Yuka will understand if I finish my words.
　Yes, I'll tell you the truth.
　It was only for a minute or two, but Yuka was delirious.

"I was horny.
Make up an excuse!

　Yuka's face turned red and she exclaimed.

'No, wait!　It's a mistake!
All right. I'll give you one more chance.
I'll take in the lust...

　That's right.
　The effects of taking in the color lust were still there.
　You have to be honest about it.

"Capturing the lust of color?
I was horny.
It's not the same!

　Yuka screamed again.
　If she had been wearing her hat, she would have slammed it to the floor.

'No, really, I was horny. I was so horny that I could feel the eros at the nape of your neck!
'Don't get in the middle of the maelstrom and confess to something horrible!　I mean, what's a nape of the neck, nape of the neck?!
Shut up!　There's a lot of eros in the back hair, me!
If you thought it was funny because you were looking at Laura like she was devouring you, you were lusting after the nape of her neck!
The smell and the ass and all that!
You pervert!　Scum!　Go to hell!
You're an idiot!　You have no idea how much pain I've been in, do you?　It was so painful that the anesthesia wore off after I pulled those pesky wisdom teeth!　If I had a pain pill, I'd chew it up and take it to the level!
'You don't know what such limited pain is!
Calm down, both of you.

　Liv said as she poured lemon water into a glass.

'It's because of you guys?'
Why the hell would Yuka talk to me about you guys?

　Yuka glared at her and Liv's lips twitched in frustration.

'Normally, you'd have to put your mouth out, right?'
"I don't know how it is where Yuka is, but over here it's normal for strong guys to surround themselves with women. Isn't that right?
Why would you dump me?

　Liv asked for agreement, but Fene looked reluctant.

'You have a chance, don't you?'
It's rather hurtful.

　Hahaha, Fene let out a deep sigh.

''As I thought, chest sass.

　Fene tried to lift her modest breasts with both hands.
　But alas.
　It looks like her hands are just sliding.

'Isn't it the timing?'
It's a shame, 'cause I got to see my brother before you did.

　Fane plopped down on the counter.
　Two tails drooped powerlessly.

'It's a very different world,'

　Yuka said as she spat.

'Well, you'll fit in.
Wow, I'm not such a slut!

　When Yuka tapped her on the shoulder, Fujica complained with tears in her eyes.

'You're a b*tc*, aren't you?　You were bragging in class about having a new boyfriend.
I'm not a b*tc*!　I've never been with a man before!
Seriously?

　Yuka's eyes widened and she staggered back.
　I can't help but wonder if it's that surprising.

'I ... I can't, and ... I can't. Oh, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't ever do that!　And it's dirty!

　Fujica covered her face with her hands and shook her head from side to side.
　She reacted like an anime character.

'How naive are you?'
I know you're mad at me, too!

　When Yuka said in a dumbfounded manner, Fujica looked up vigorously.

'Yes, I was angry, but I was angry at Makoto's flirtatious attitude... I mean, I'm beginning to think that it doesn't matter as long as the two of you are happy with each other.
You can't do that!　And it's dishonest!
'When you say that, I feel like you're preaching to me that murderers can't kill?
So I'm not such a slut!

　Fujika stood up and crowded into Yuka.

'Then what was that thing you said at school?'
I think it's called a b*tc* roll.

　Embarrassed, Fujica's cheeks flushed red and she twisted her body.

'b*tc* roll?'
I don't want you to look at me like that.

　When Yuka was terrified, Fujika was not afraid.
　Not fearful eyes, but the eyes of a murderer.
　Well, it's the same with Makoto.

'What's a b*tc* roll?　I've never seen a pastry like that in a convenience store?
'It's not about panning, it's about playing the b*tc*, like role-playing.'

　Fujica shrugged, perhaps frightened.

'Did you hear about him going to a club in Shibuya?'
Well, I've never been there.

　Yuka crossed her arms.

'What about that brand new bag your boyfriend bought you?'
My dad...
Dad?
A souvenir from your father's business trip.

　Fujika gets smaller and smaller as Yuka interrupts her words and asks back.

'What about that fashion related stuff you were talking about in your f*cking greatness?
'I had my maid buy a fashion magazine and read it frantically. The rest of the time I gathered information on the internet...
What's that shitty b*tc* talk?
Books and the internet.

　Tsk, Yuka clicked her tongue.

'So, what are your hobbies?'
Baking.
What are your skills?
It's not a skill I'm particularly good at, but I do have a little sun dance.
How do you spend your Sunday?
At the church...
Are you a Christian?
I'm a Christian!
...I see.

　Mako couldn't help but mutter.

'What?'
There was a reason they didn't get along.
Okay, okay, I have a weakness for holy auras!

　Yuka irritably interrupted Makoto's words.

'No wonder I had a bad feeling about him from the first time I met him. Not because the guy was a b*tc*, but because he was a religious man.'
You don't sound like a good fit.
That's right!

　Yuka pointed at Makoto with a bishoujo.

'That woman was the worst,' she said, 'because she said that the Bible is the same as it has always been. I told her that the Bible is God's teaching, which has not changed since the beginning of time, so I told her that the translation would change the nuances. And you know what she said?
You're going to hell, right?
'Exactly!　I was thinking of sprinkling salt on you, seriously!

　The humiliation of those days came back to her, and Yuka stomped on the floor in a hushed manner.
　I'm afraid the floor will come loose.

'Religion is the enemy!'
That's how you keep adding to your list of enemies.

　Well, she's a woman who won't break even when she's about to be killed.
　She must be smiling high when the enemy surrounds her.
　No, it has penetrated so far.
　It's not surprising that some people would believe Yuka to be an evil charismatic person.

'Like we should pray for our enemies, too.
"The only time you pray for your enemy is when he's dead!

　Fujika's words didn't seem to have reached Yuka.

'We have a different view of people, so don't do it.
What's that?
It is. What kind of a person do you think they are?
Of course they're irredeemable. At least human nature is evil.
People need to be saved, and
Tsk, don't hit me!

　When Fujika blurted out, Yuka spat out.

'Like it might be my mission to teach Yuka about God's love.
I'm going to tell you a funny story.

　'Huh,' laughed Yuka.

'There was once a couple in America. The man is a bum who kills people for fun, and the woman is the same way. When they were on the run, they were in the care of an old woman. The old woman was a very religious person, and under her care, the woman's faith was awakened.
It's a good story.

　Fujica crossed her hands as if she were praying.
　Her eyes were moist with excitement.

'And the woman told the man. 'Let's turn ourselves in and walk the path of faith,' she said. What do you think the man did after this?
Of course he repented and had a happy ending.

　Yuka grinned.
　Seeing that wicked grin, Mako was sure it wouldn't have a happy ending.

'A man slit his neck, killed a woman, and beat an old woman who was in his care.
We're not going to save him!
Well, that's what happens in real life.

　Fujika screamed and Yuka laughed with satisfaction.
　If this was the story of a serial killer that Makoto knew, the man would be in prison, awakening to his faith, and would continue to spend his days in repentance until the day he was sentenced to death--.

'And that's not possible!　And it's not possible!
Ha, that's the reality. There are abominable wickednesses in this world. I'll give those words to you, floweryhead.

　Yuka turned meekly to look down at Fujica.

'Religion, even if it is a religion of love!　It's harsh and heartless for those outside of it!　by Sigmund Freud!
...and poor Yuka.
"-Oh!

　Fujika muttered and Yuka froze.

'And I'm sure Yuka must have had a hard time and ruined a human being. He's being strong, but he must be hurting, and...'
No, it's not like that!

　As if she couldn't bear the holy aura anymore, Yuka backed away.
　


Am I the devil?
I will accept you!
You're getting cocky.

　A deco pin on Fujika's forehead as she opened her hand and walked up to him.
　Gong!　There was a sound of, "Hiii!

"Hiiiiiiiiiii!

　Fujika retreated with a scream like livestock being slaughtered and sat down on a chair to fall down.
　By the way, the area where he had received the deco pin was dyed bright red.

''Ouch!　Ouch!　And it hurts!

　Fujica holds her forehead with tears in her eyes.

'Wait, what, you're eating something that looks so bad?
Does it look bad?
You mean b*tc* Roll.

　I'll tell Fujika, who has a scowl on her face.

''I didn't want to be at the bottom of the school caste.
It's a cheap concept.
Yuka doesn't understand.
You have no idea. I think the real reason you came to us is because you thought we were going to get attacked by some b*tc*.
Yeah, no, it's not.

　Fujica looked away awkwardly.

'There are people out there. Someone who fails to build character and then misses the time to stop.
Well, they're in the entertainment business, aren't they?

　Should I say that I was there?
　I haven't watched TV properly for years, so I don't know what's going on now.
　But I think that high-strung characterization is hard to do when you're older.
　Not only for him, but also for the audience.

'Ha, that's too bad!　There's an animal in here!
Well, you're not gonna...
I won't attack you.

　'Maybe,' I add in my mind.

'I believe in you, Makoto.
I'm using that word to keep you in check.
...you are...

　'It's the usual Yuka,' said Makoto, letting out a deep sigh.

'Well, enough about this fake b*tc*, the money ... when is Laura coming?'
Fake b*tc*es are horrible!
'Oh, shit!　She's a fake b*tc* because she pretends to be a b*tc*!　Or else, what a b*tc*!
I'm not a b*tc*, I'm not a b*tc*.

　The damage had reached its limit, and Fujica hung her head helplessly.

'Don't call me too much of a b*tc*, b*tc*. You poor thing.
'These women don't feel sorry for themselves unless you tell them thoroughly.
'I don't think I'm expecting you to inspire remorse,'
So when is Laura coming?
They should be here by now.

　You blatantly changed the subject, I replied with a chuckle.
　Then, a squeaky sound came from behind me.

'Sorry to keep you waiting. Chris-sama is waiting for you at the church.'

　When I turned around, I saw Laura standing there.