"Scumbag-kun, welcome back~"
As Kitahara stepped out of the bathroom, the girl's resentful voice rang out.
"Anon?"
Kitahara paused his steps, looking up at the pink-haired girl on the sofa: "Call me boyfriend."
It was eight o'clock in the evening. After bullying Hitori in Kagoshima, Kitahara had just returned from a quick trip.
Mutsumi's parents, who always stayed in the 'permanent pool,' had returned, so Mutsumi had gone back last night. Kitahara had thought the house would be empty, but he didn't expect to see Anon.
Anon-chan, who had actively seduced him two days ago, actually had the nerve to come over to play today. Sure enough, people's sense of shame varied completely.
"Hmph~"
Anon let out a soft snort, crossing her arms over her chest, her cheeks puffed up high, like a little hamster with its mouth full of pine nuts: "You went on a date with other girls behind my back, and even specifically messaged me not to come over to play. Such a nasty act definitely means taking back your boyfriend status. So Kitahara-kun is no longer boyfriend; now he only has one identity, and that is scumbag-kun!"
"You actually want to take it back?"
Kitahara stepped in front of Anon, looking down at her: "Anon seems to have forgotten what you said when you cried and surrendered the day before yesterday?"
"Pfft~"
Anon's pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft scoff, her bright eyes glaring over: "My consciousness was blurry at the time, so it's normal to forget what I said."
Kitahara extended his arms and embraced the pink-haired girl: "It's okay if your consciousness was blurry, I can help Anon remember."
Thump.
Anon puffed out her cheeks, bumping her small forehead against Kitahara's chest, her hands braced against his chest, her voice sweet: "Scumbag-kun, don't touch me, you're full of other people's scents."
He had specifically taken a bath in the Onsen Village before coming back, so there was no smell on him at all!
Kitahara extended a finger and suddenly said: "Three minutes."
"Eh?"
Anon blinked, tilting her head in confusion.
Kitahara said seriously: "Anon is so weak, she definitely won't even last three minutes."
"I'm not that weak!"
Anon puffed out her cheeks, huffing, "Don't look down on me!"
Kitahara lowered his voice and said, "Then let's make a bet. As long as Anon can hold out for three minutes, I'll let Anon do whatever she wants with me."
Hearing this bet, Anon's eyes lit up slightly, clearly tempted.
"...When the time comes, I'll make scumbag-kun serve me in a maid outfit!"
This pink-haired girl had taken the initiative to devour Kitahara two days ago, and her courage had never been small. The reason she came so early today was, firstly, to act spoiled, and secondly, because she was dissatisfied with her previous performance. Now, hearing Kitahara propose a bet, she naturally agreed without hesitation.
Kitahara: "..."
Your ambition is commendable, but with your combat power, you definitely won't last three minutes before crying and begging for mercy!
"Then let's see how long Anon can last..." Kitahara raised an eyebrow slightly, "Let's be clear, I won't go easy on you this time."
"Eh?"
Anon suddenly felt a bit flustered.
"Wait, wait a minute, last time was already your full strength, wasn't it?"
Kitahara returned her words verbatim:
"Don't look down on me."
Anon: "..."
Idiot scumbag, don't steal my lines!
The pink-haired girl wanted to say something else, but in the next second, their figures vanished into thin air.
The living room quietly became silent, with only Tomori sitting on the sofa, happily eating cake and watching TV.
Three minutes quietly passed.
The light slightly distorted, and the figures of Kitahara and Anon appeared out of nowhere.
"I-I'm sorry... mercy..."
The pink-haired girl lay in Kitahara's arms, instinctively begging for mercy in a panic.
Anon originally thought she had evolved and become stronger, but after truly starting the challenge, she realized her insignificance and ignorance. A monster could at least last three minutes under Ultraman, but she was even worse than a monster. .
"Eh, what is Anon saying?"
A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly rang out.
"Eh?!"
Anon was startled.
Kitahara also paused his breathing, turning to look at the sofa. A brown-haired girl with long hair reaching her waist was sitting with Tomori, looking over with gentle eyes and a tilted head.
"Soyo, good evening."
Kitahara greeted her with a normal expression.
Although he was caught red-handed by Soyo, Kitahara quickly calmed down after the initial moment of guilt.
If he were cheating on Soyo and was now caught by Soyo, Soyo would most likely turn dark, but the harem was already established, so there was no need to feel guilty!
"Put, put me down..."
Kitahara had a thick enough skin, but Anon didn't. She had thought no one would come so early, but she didn't expect to be caught red-handed by Soyo. The girl's sense of shame instantly exploded, and she quickly jumped out of Kitahara's arms.
"Ugh..."
Anon's expression changed.
She was sore and weak all over at this moment, her legs couldn't stand steadily. When she hastily jumped to the ground, she actually fell to her knees with a thud in front of Soyo.
Kitahara: "..."
Soyo: "..."
"I-I-I... that..."
Anon's pretty face turned crimson, tears welling up from shame.
"It's okay." Soyo exhaled softly, her voice as gentle as ever. She got up and helped Anon to her feet. "It was impossible for Anon-chan to escape Kitahara-kun's clutches anyway, it was only a matter of time... Are you okay, Anon?"
"I..."
Anon was about to speak when she suddenly turned to look at Kitahara:
"Kitahara-kun, go away, don't eavesdrop on us!"
Kitahara: "..."
Hey, hey, this is my house, you're trying to usurp my place!
"I'll go to the kitchen to wash some fruit." Kitahara silently raised both hands. "You two chat slowly."
"It was a few days ago, when I was at a friend's birthday party, we encountered a fire..."
Anon sat on the sofa, her pretty face flushed, whispering into Soyo's ear.
Previously, Anon had curiously drunk the panacea, which resulted in succubus markings appearing on her body. That night, she unexpectedly resonated with Soyo. With this connection, their relationship naturally became much closer, and many embarrassing things could be discussed quietly.
"Then... then I..."
"I see." Soyo nodded lightly. "No wonder Anon-chan and Kitahara-kun crossed the final line just a few days after I went to my grandmother's house."
"I'm sorry..."
Anon apologized shamefully.
Although everyone was in a relationship with Kitahara, there was still an inexplicable sense of guilt.
"No need to apologize." Soyo's voice was gentle. "If Anon-chan and I swapped identities, I definitely wouldn't be able to hold back either."
It must be said that when she wasn't exposing her slightly dark nature, Soyo indeed had the demeanor of a kind older sister next door.
Under the surge of emotion, Anon suddenly blurted out:
"If only Soyo were with me."
"Eh?"
Soyo tilted her head and looked over:
"What do you mean?"
"N-nothing..."
Anon's pretty face flushed crimson, and she quickly shook her head guiltily.
Soyo blinked, her voice gentle:
"Given our relationship, Anon-chan, feel free to say whatever you want, I'll definitely keep it a secret."
"That..."
Anon parted her lips, her face full of shame as she leaned close to Soyo's ear, whispering:
"I think I'm scumbag-kun... Kitahara-kun actually hasn't... so..."
"Eh?"
Soyo's pretty face flushed slightly, understanding what Anon wanted to say. She also fell silent for a moment.
Such an embarrassing thing, should she agree or refuse?
"The fruit is washed."
As he spoke, Kitahara came out of the kitchen, carrying the fruit.
"Thank you, Kitahara-kun."
Soyo thanked him softly.
"I have something else to do, so I'll head back first..."
Anon quickly got up, choosing to slip away:
"I'll come over again when it's time for the pre-sleep onsen."
Although Soyo didn't mind, it was still too embarrassing. Anon urgently wanted to go back and cool down.
As Anon left, Kitahara naturally sat beside Soyo without hesitation, picked up a grape, and offered it to Soyo's mouth:
"How is your grandmother doing?"
Soyo's grandmother was ill, and Soyo and her mother had been away taking care of her for several days. They hadn't seen each other for days, so it was understandable that they missed each other greatly.
Soyo's lips parted slightly, biting the grape, her eyes shimmering:
"The doctor said grandmother just needs good rest and there are no other major issues. She was discharged today and went home. Mom is sleeping with grandmother tonight, so I had time to come over and play."
Clearly, Soyo also missed Kitahara greatly after not seeing him for several days.
Kitahara's eyes lit up:
"Soyo-sama has worked hard. Shall we go to the Onsen Village for a good rest?"
Soyo's pretty face flushed slightly, and she let out a soft hum:
"You just did that kind of thing with Anon, and now you want to take advantage of me again. Kitahara-kun, your mind is really full of lewd thoughts."
Kitahara: "..."
Needless to say what happened next.
Although she complained verbally, Soyo also missed him greatly after not seeing him for several days, so she half-heartedly agreed to go to the Onsen Village to soak in the onsen.
It was already 9:30 PM in the blink of an eye.
The girls came one after another to soak in the onsen.
Tokyo was still experiencing strong winds and heavy rain, with a typhoon raging. Everyone had basically been cooped up at home all day, and now they were all coming over to gather.
Sakiko, Mutsumi, Soyo, Anon, Tomori... everyone was present.
"Makoto-kun, good evening."
Tomori looked up and said softly.
Kitahara extended his right hand, ruffled Tomori's beautiful hair, then looked at the black, long-haired loli behind Tomori and smiled:
"Taki, good evening."
Taki bit her teeth lightly, her small face quietly flushed, her gaze flickering, avoiding eye contact with Kitahara:
"...Hmph!"
Several days had passed since the last Soul Swap. Taki originally thought she had calmed down, but now seeing Kitahara, the terrible scenes from that day in the Love Hotel uncontrollably flooded back.
(Lewd!)
(Worst!)
(If there wasn't no other way, I wouldn't have come!)
Taki's gaze shifted, and she suddenly caught sight of Soyo sitting in the corner, and she quickly stepped over:
"Go ask how the baby is doing..."
"Makoto-kun, don't be angry." Tomori naturally knew Taki's shameful secret, after all, she was also present during the Soul Swap. At this moment, she helped Taki explain softly, "Taki is feeling a bit unwell."
"Understood." Kitahara nodded lightly, naturally not minding. "Let Taki charge up quickly, who knows when the power might go out at home."
"Okay."
Before coming over, Tomori had specifically sent a message saying that Taki's house had a power outage, and this time, besides wanting to soak in the onsen, she also wanted to charge her phone.
During a typhoon, power outages are commonplace.
The reason is simple.
Walking through the streets and alleys of Tokyo, you can see many messy open-air power lines. Firstly, land in Japan is privately owned, and underground cables require the consent of the homeowner to pass through. Secondly, Japan is located on the Pacific Ring of Fire, with thousands of earthquakes of varying magnitudes each year, so placing lines overhead significantly reduces maintenance costs.
Although the cost was low, power outages became exceptionally common when typhoons struck.
"Soyo, you're back?"
At the same time, Taki had already approached Soyo, her gaze falling on Soyo's lower abdomen, and she lowered her voice, saying, "How's the baby?"
"Eh…"
Soyo covered her lower abdomen with her right hand, a faint smile playing on her lips, her mischievous nature subtly revealing itself for a moment:
"Taki, you've come at just the right time. I have two pieces of news for you, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Taki folded her arms across her chest, hesitated for two seconds, and then whispered, "The bad news first."
"The bad news, huh…" Soyo bit her lower lip, her voice dropping in disappointment, "The baby is gone."
"Wh-What?!"
Taki's eyes widened suddenly, and she instinctively clenched her fists, both angry and anxious:
"You… didn't you say you'd take good care of the baby?!"
Although the body swap only lasted for a short two days, that night, while tossing and turning sleeplessly, Taki clearly felt a fish-like sensation sweep across her belly—that was the baby's life pulsating… In a sense, it could be considered her baby, right?
(She clearly said she'd take good care of it, but after only a few days… I knew I shouldn't have swapped back; I should have given birth myself!)
"Shhh~"
Seeing Taki getting emotional, Soyo raised a slender finger to her lips, making a quiet gesture, then whispered, "There's still some good news I haven't told Taki yet."
"You've already…"
Taki bit her lower lip, feeling extremely upset.
(She can still smile… You should be sad right now!)
Soyo whispered, "The good news is that after we swapped bodies back, all the nausea, vomiting, and discomfort disappeared, so I went and asked the answer book…"
Taki's eyes widened, a vague premonition of something bad rising in her heart:
"What did the book say?"
Soyo's pretty face showed a gentle smile:
"The book said that those symptoms were actually physical discomfort caused by psychological stress, and I wasn't pregnant, you know."
"…"
Taki's body trembled violently, and she felt completely distraught.
Soyo wasn't pregnant?
But to swap bodies back as quickly as possible, she had even gone to a Love Hotel…
Ahhh!
Such terrible news is not good news at all!