Free Web NovelChapter 484: BCL Chapter 480: Anon: I’m Already Thirsty and Impatient
"...Sleeping black tea?"
Kitahara Makoto quickly understood and said softly:
"After Soyo drinks the sleeping black tea tonight, I’ll call Mutsumi-chan over?"
"...I don’t know!"
Soyo’s pretty face flushed. Even though she was already experienced, discussing such matters was still very shameful, and her gaze drifted as she said:
"Anyway, I’ll be asleep after drinking the black tea. Kitahara-kun, do whatever you want afterward, don’t ask me."
Soyo’s idea was simple—as long as she was ’asleep’ and didn’t know, she could pretend nothing had happened.
"Understood."
Kitahara Makoto nodded lightly, understanding Soyo’s subtext.
Simply put, Soyo was only responsible for ’falling asleep,’ and as for fulfilling Mutsumi’s wish, that was entirely up to Kitahara Makoto.
"Soyo-chan agreed so quickly." Kitahara Makoto was a little surprised. "I thought you would struggle for a long time."
"Having nightmares feels truly terrible. Every time I’m chased by the puppet Mutsumi-chan in my dreams, my clothes are soaked when I wake up." Soyo’s tone was particularly resentful. "So, why did Mutsumi-chan make such a terrible wish?"
"I’m sorry."
A pleasant voice with no emotional fluctuation sounded behind the two.
Mutsumi had appeared behind them at some point, but her expression remained blank when she apologized.
"Ah..."
Soyo was startled and looked over nervously:
"Mutsumi-chan heard everything?"
Mutsumi shook her head:
"No."
Soyo breathed a sigh of relief: "That’s good..."
Kitahara Makoto asked:
"What did Mutsumi-chan hear?"
Mutsumi said expressionlessly:
"I heard Soyo say she drank sleeping black tea, and then..."
Soyo: "..."
Didn’t that mean she heard everything?!
The girl’s shame quickly overflowed. Soyo’s pretty face quickly flushed red, and she coughed twice, about to flee. Thinking of the evening’s events, she couldn’t face Mutsumi at all right now:
"I suddenly remembered I have something to do. See you, Mutsumi-chan." freeweɓnovel.cøm
Mutsumi said softly:
"Soyo was clearly crying at the time, but her expression was also very comfortable. It felt strange, so I wished to know why."
Soyo: "..."
Of course, it was because it was too shameful!
Comfort was a physical matter, crying was a soul matter. When the body and soul resisted each other, tears would naturally flow!
"I’m sorry for troubling Soyo." Mutsumi said expressionlessly, "In exchange, I can let Soyo watch me and Makoto-kun..."
"Eh?!"
Soyo quickly turned her head, puffing out her cheeks as she looked at Kitahara Makoto.
He already completely devoured Mutsumi?
You two haven’t known each other for long, have you?!
And Mutsumi’s emotions haven’t fully recovered yet, how could you bear to do it?!
"I’m not, I didn’t." Kitahara Makoto simply denied all three, raising both hands and saying, "I didn’t go all the way with Mutsumi-chan."
"Ugh—"
Soyo puffed out her cheeks but didn’t seem to have any doubts.
Since the wicked harem had already been successfully opened, there was no need to hide such a thing, so it must really be gone.
"There’s none now, Soyo, do you want to see it later?"
Mutsumi’s sense of shame was still in its nascent stage, and she showed no signs of shyness.
"Sorry, I refuse. I’m not interested in that kind of thing at all!"
Soyo decisively refused three times, then turned and slipped away:
"I still have things to do, goodbye~"
"..."
Watching Soyo flee, Kitahara Makoto sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and continued to check unread messages.
Anon: "I’m home! Kitahara-kun, when are you free? I need to pull cards!"
Anon: "Where are you? Where are you?"
Anon: "I’m already craving it!"
"..."
Kitahara Makoto glanced at the message time; it was two hours ago, and he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Anon must have guessed he was with Hitori, and given Anon’s jealous personality, a ’Daiyu literature’ moment was inevitable later.
Kitahara Makoto: "Sorry, I just finished being busy. I’m going to Anon’s house now."
The message was read instantly.
Immediately, Anon’s message popped up on his phone:
"Important matters first, Kitahara-kun, it’s fine if you’re a bit late."
You’re not in a hurry?
Then who said she was craving it two hours ago?!
Kitahara Makoto: "I’m done with work, I’ll be right over."
Putting away his phone, calling Hana, Kitahara Makoto quickly traveled to Anon’s room.
It must be said that the Mirror Travel ability was incredibly useful.
As for its main function of pulling people into the mirror world and extracting spiritual energy, it was completely useless.
"Kitahara-kun, good afternoon~"
Anon’s voice was clear, and her smile was gentle:
"Thank you for coming. This is the juice I just squeezed. Would you like a glass?"
Kitahara Makoto took half a step back and said:
"Anon, don’t be like that, I’m scared."
"Eh?" Anon tilted her head, looking over with a puzzled expression on her pretty face, "What do you mean, scared?"
Kitahara Makoto’s gaze dropped to the juice in the pink-haired girl’s hand:
"You didn’t put sleeping pills in the juice, did you? If I drink it, I’ll fall asleep, and when I wake up, I’ll find myself tied to the bed by Anon, right?"
"How... how mean..."
Anon looked wronged, picked up the cup, and took a sip of juice:
"Kitahara-kun actually suspects me. I’m not that rough."
Kitahara Makoto still didn’t relax his guard:
"Anon not being jealous is too unreal."
"What do you mean?" Anon’s gentle smile stiffened slightly, "Do I, in Kitahara-kun’s mind, seem like a jealous person?"
"Ah..."
"You’re not even going to deny it!"
"..."
Anon’s gentle smile completely vanished. She placed the cup in her hand on the table with a ’bang’, and the small fangs at the corner of her mouth gleamed coldly.
Clatter.
A book on the desk was shaken off, landing right at Kitahara Makoto’s feet.
Kitahara Makoto instinctively bent down to pick it up, and a glance at it left him speechless.
"’A Handbook for Raising a Loyal Boyfriend’... Thirty-Six Stratagems, Sixth Stratagem: Gentle Overcoming the Strong, be good at using your boyfriend’s guilt?"
Goodness, no wonder you suddenly became so gentle. It turns out you learned this trick from a book, and that book title is too terrible, isn’t it?!
Kitahara Makoto quickly remembered:
"Anon, this morning at the bookstore, you secretly disappeared for a while and wouldn’t let me follow... Could it be that you were buying this book?"
"That’s right, it’s this one."
Anon crossed her arms over her chest, lifted her delicate chin, and the small fangs at the corner of her mouth gleamed coldly as she huffed:
"Sure enough, everything in books is a lie! Knowing that scumbag-kun didn’t reply to messages, he must have been playing an 18+ game with Hitori, yet it told me to be gentle? I can’t do that at all!"
I can’t hold back!
I won’t hold back!
I don’t have Tomori’s broad mind!
"Don’t read messy books." Kitahara Makoto placed the book on the table. "Anon who gets jealous is much cuter."
"Hmph~" Anon let out a soft snort, crossing her arms over her chest, "I’m so fond of getting jealous and always causing trouble for scumbag-kun, I’m really sorry." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Kitahara Makoto smiled:
"Indeed, this is Anon’s flavor."
"What do you mean?"
Anon muttered softly while turning her head to look elsewhere.
Hold it in.
Don’t look at scumbag-kun. If I see him smile, I’ll also start smiling uncontrollably.
"A thousand people, a thousand faces. Anon doesn’t need to imitate others, nor does she need to learn messy things. She’s already very cute as she is." Kitahara Makoto said gently, "Anon when she’s acting spoiled is cute, and Anon when she’s jealous is also..."
Anon quietly perked up her ears, waiting for the rest, but after waiting for a while and hearing nothing, she couldn’t help but quietly turn her head to look, and then saw Kitahara Makoto smiling at her.
"What are you smiling at, scumbag-kun?"
Anon tried hard to tense her facial muscles.
Kitahara Makoto smiled and said:
"Of course, because Anon when she’s jealous is also very cute."
"Tsk, I don’t believe it."
Though she said she didn’t believe it, the pink-haired girl’s lips couldn’t help but curve upwards.
Jealousy wasn’t the goal; wanting Kitahara to coax her and make her happy was the truth.
Now that she got what she wanted, of course she forgave him.
Looking at the pink-haired girl with mischievous eyes and a bright smile, Kitahara Makoto couldn’t help but open his arms, wanting to embrace Anon.
"No hugging."
Anon quickly took half a step back, her hands defensively held in front of her chest:
"I’m not as cute as Hitori. Kitahara-kun should go find someone else."
Kitahara Makoto: "..."
Now she suddenly wasn’t cute anymore.
"Anon, do you want to read the adult manga first or pull cards first?"
Kitahara Makoto decisively changed the subject.
Anon raised her chin, her bright eyes glaring:
"Of course, I’m pulling cards. I don’t want to look at messy things at all right now."
"Then let’s pull cards."
Kitahara Makoto nodded, opened his backpack, and took out the fox mask.
"This is a special item I accidentally found yesterday evening while strolling at the fireworks festival with Kita. When worn on the face, it grants the [luck] attribute, but be aware that once the luck is used up, you will be plagued by bad luck for a short period afterward."
Upon hearing this, Anon put her hands on her hips:
"Oh, so that’s why Kita didn’t come to the onsen yesterday evening! It wasn’t that she had something to do, but that scumbag-kun taken advantage of her."
Kitahara Makoto said righteously:
"How can something consensual be considered bullying?"
"Pfft~"
Anon lightly spat, sticking out the tip of her tongue, a charmingly cute little gesture:
"Saying ’consensual’, you’re clearly just doing whatever you want because everyone likes you... What’s with that ’plagued by bad luck’ thing?"
"It’s exactly what it means." Kitahara Makoto explained softly, "For example, tripping while walking, choking on water, stepping in dog poop, and so on."
"Eww~" Anon’s pretty face showed a disgusted expression, "Kitahara-kun, don’t give such disgusting examples."
Kitahara Makoto continued:
"Besides being plagued by bad luck, if the mask is worn for too long, you will also transform into a Hana."
"Eh?" Anon blinked, looking over curiously, "What’s a Hana?"
Kitahara Makoto said softly:
"Simply put, you’ll grow fox tails and fox ears, and at the same time, your charm, body flexibility, and hearing will all increase... What to note is that body enhancement is not a side effect. Stripping won’t work; you can only wait for the fox spirit state to fade on its own."
"That sounds interesting."
After hearing the description, Anon not only didn’t mind but her eyes lit up, eager to try.
Anon was inherently a playful girl, and with only Kitahara Makoto in the room, she naturally wouldn’t hold back:
"I want to transform into a Hana!"
"...As you wish."
Next was card pulling time.
Anon put on the fox mask, entered the game, and then turned on the screen recording function:
"I don’t feel anything at all. Can it really get five golds in ten pulls?"
"I don’t know." Kitahara Makoto shook his head. "I haven’t pulled cards before, but I definitely won’t let Anon down."
"We’ll know if we try..."
Anon put her hands together, muttering devout prayers, then pressed the ten-pull option.
The next second.
A golden light suddenly appeared.
"Eh, it’s already gold so quickly?"
Anon’s eyes sparkled. She didn’t rush to skip the gacha animation, waiting with full expectation.
Kitahara Makoto took a sip of juice, also looking curiously at the screen.
A moment later.
The gacha animation ended.
"Amazing!" Anon exclaimed, her voice filled with pleasant surprise.
Although it wasn’t the five golds in ten pulls that Kitahara Makoto had mentioned, the record of three golds in ten pulls still greatly surprised Anon. She had always hit the pity timer when playing games before, let alone three golds in ten pulls; she had never even seen two golds.
"Oh, and weapons!"
Anon eagerly switched to the weapon banner and continued pulling.
This time was even more surprising, yielding four golds in ten pulls.
"Hehe~ Next, I’ll send the screen recording to my friends."
Anon happily glanced at the newly pulled characters, then eagerly shared her surprise with her friends.
Enjoying something alone is not as good as enjoying it with others; the genuine envy from friends was even more satisfying than getting the drops.
Kitahara Makoto sat beside her, quietly recording the time on his phone.
A moment later,
As Anon’s ears suddenly transformed into fluffy fox ears, Kitahara Makoto put away his phone, recording the information:
"Wearing the mask for over ten minutes will transform one into a fox spirit girl..."
"Eh? Eh?" Anon cried out in surprise, "It feels like something strange has grown on my back."
Kitahara Makoto collected another piece of information:
"Fox ears and a fox tail appear at the same time."
"Is it a tail?" Anon curiously looked behind her. Because of Kitahara Makoto’s earlier warning, Anon wasn’t scared; instead, she curiously grabbed her own tail. "It feels really nice."
This Anon eagerly walked over to the mirror:
"Hmm, fox ears have grown out too..."
Anon took off the mask and looked at herself in the mirror:
"If I just put on colored contacts, I could go directly to a comic convention to cosplay."
Kitahara Makoto looked over curiously: "Has Anon ever cosplayed?"
"No, not really." Anon said, her voice clear, "I’ve only been to comic conventions with friends; cosplay is too much trouble... Kitahara-kun, hurry and take some pictures for me."
Kitahara Makoto reminded her faintly:
"Don’t rush with the photos, Anon, take care of yourself first."
"Eh?"
Anon looked over in confusion, then suddenly felt a strong itch on her leg. She instinctively reached out to scratch, and her left foot accidentally tripped over her right, leading to a spectacular fall on flat ground.
Thud.
The ’Misfortune’ effect officially activated.
