However, contrary to our class representative's response, Rachel sips a container with both hands while smiling happily. The pressure Laura releases means nothing to her. In fact, she looks like she is enjoying it. "What are you two waiting for? Come! Sit down with us! Don't worry about the class rep. She doesn't mean anything bad. She's only a little cranky because you, Kurokawa, kissed C."

I shrink down to the size of a molecule after hearing that. What could be worst than someone you kissed telling your girlfriend another person kissed you? To make it more devastating, the first time someone kissed you was last night, so the time between two kisses was less than 24 hours.

Who am I kidding? The virgins playing this game can never have one girlfriend, let alone cheat. Asking you people for advice is meaningless. Instead of asking for support, I should tell you all to touch the grass.

But then, to add to the storm, the bookworm does something no one saw coming. Slowing lowers herself into a prostrating pose, Kurokawa bows down to me.

"I apologize for such rude behavior. If you are satisfied with me, please let me be by your side in the future."

This... This is what people say when they are getting married!!!

I quickly reach out to the bookworm, trying to pull her up from the low-bowing position. "Kurokawa! Please raise your head up! This is not an engagement ceremony!"

"Thank you for having me." Clutching onto my hand, Kurokawa smiles happily. For some reason, I feel like that smile is similar to the Kurokawa in my vision. There is still the look of suffering in her eyes, but the smile is undoubtedly coming from the bottom of her heart. "I will do my best from now on."

"That last sentence seems..."

"You didn't deny my request once again, C."

Fuck.

"I'm sorry, class rep..." Looking on one side, I apologize meekly.

Feeling guilty, I sit by Laura, who is opposite the housewife. With me taking a position, our group is now separated into two sides. There is Laura and me on one side, while the other has Rachel and Kurokawa.

A smile returns to the class rep's face after seeing me being so obedient. Truth be told, it is more of a triumphant smile as she glances over the other girls. I also should thank the heavens above for not letting Laura run wild and throw me off the roof due to a yandere state.

"It's okay, C. Unlike those shameless two, I want our romantic milestones to be perfect from the beginning to the end. A few pebbles LEFT and RIGHT will not make me deviate from my plan." It is obvious who the pebbles are in this case. Sadly, the two people in question only sit elegantly and exchange glances with me. The one with blue eyes is evidently sending seductive looks, while the one with green eyes gives me gentle gazes.

I do not know if I am assuming things too quickly, but the yandere tendency in these girls seems very mild nowadays. They would only use their eyes to send me and each other deadly stares rather than battling it out. Not that I am complaining, though. If this is how everyone can survive, please, by all means.

"Still, C." Rachel puts down her container and looks at me kindly in her aquamarine gems. "I want you to tie me a butterfly knot, too. Preferably with your tongue. On a bed. You know what I mean, right?"

I know what you mean, Rachel. You should know Laura is right here.

And it is a bit out of my league! I have no experience with these things!

Grabbing the tea container, Laura almost shoves it into Blondie's face. "Drink up some more, Rachel. You are thirsty. I suggest having a shower. If you could do me a favor, stay there." Then, she touches my hand. "But in all seriousness. When I have a cut, would you do the same to me?"

It is rare for the class rep to ask for something. And Laura is saying it in such a needy way, too!

"Of course!" I exclaim hurriedly. Laura is, without a doubt, my legal girlfriend. She should be getting her privileges along with some exclusive lover treatments!

"As for me, I will try my best to stop these thieving cats from stealing your lips. It's appalling how they could claim your kiss despite knowing our relationship!" The air suddenly drops again around Laura.

"Stop it, Reppy. You'll make the food cold." Rachel claims.

Kurokawa agrees with Blondie. With a pair of chopsticks, the bookworm quickly grabs a piece of fried chicken and puts it in my bowl. "Here! Please enjoy."

"That's my line! Kurokawa! I made the food!" The housewife puffs her cheeks like a chipmunk.

Seeing an opening, Laura immediately grabs the food and brings it to my mouth. "Say ah!"

This morning, I was blessed with this already. Thanks to my previous experience, I also know that resistance is futile. Saying that I can feed myself will only travel from one ear to another. In addition, do not think Laura is the only one feeding me because she sits the closest. Sooner or later, the other girls will have their turns.

I accept this fate, though. Come at me!

"Ah!" Thinking like that, I open my mouth. "Nom! Delicious!! You really are a splendid cook!"

There is nothing to complain about Rachel's cooking. Her ability when it comes to cuisine or killing is second to none.

In front of us right now are dishes in various colors and shapes. There are intricate designs, and some with a traditional, homemade look. No matter what kind of outside appearance they have, the taste on the inside is still absolutely exquisite.

"Hehehe! Thanks, C!" Not stopping at listening to my compliment, Rachel looks at the other two with a smug look and a raised chin. She is definitely boasting about her ability.

"Tch." By my side, a quiet click of the tongue can be heard. And in front, the black-haired girl still diligently putting food into my bowl.

I do not know how or why, but seeing her behaving like a caring wife tugs on my heart string. Even more so, I still owe her an explanation for the previous... discussion. In the eyes of anyone, what I did was abnormal, to say the least. It is only a matter of time before the girls question me about what I did. There was no reason for me to run after Kurokawa, no reason to talk to her, and there was no way I could understand her pain or what she had been through.

The girls, even though infatuated with me, must be asking themselves why I knew Kurokawa was suicidal despite having virtually no connection to her in the past. And unless I clear up that burden in their chests, the seeds of doubt would continue to grow until they cut my head off and hang it on a tree. But for real, though, I am not afraid of death. I only do not look forward to hurting them by concealing secrets. Death means nothing to me, but their tears can tear a hole in my chest.

However, I am hesitant. Telling the girls the whole truth about this world may instantly trigger a reset. It has happened before, and it can happen again. All of everyone's hardships can disappear in an instant if I take this lightly. And when I tell them what I know about Kurokawa's case, it will create more doubts. How did C know Kurokawa so well? Does C know about me? Does C love Kurokawa so much that he wants to know more about her than me?

The delicate equilibrium currently will be destroyed. After that, god knows...

Let us approach this matter one step at a time. First, a hypothetical question seems like a good starting point.

"Have you girls ever thought that we lived inside a simulation of sorts?"

Chewing on a piece of shrimp, I pretend to ask something mundane. Nevertheless, on the inside, I am praying for it to work. I know I am taking a tremendous risk here. Still, the greater the risks, the better the rewards. If Laura, Rachel, and Kurokawa understand the nature of this world, saving everyone will be simpler than ever before.