[Skill - Righteous and Resolute]

"If it was just me, of course, I would be happy with that, but I have to prepare a bento for an elder relative too, so I'll have to thank you for your kindness." Satoru replied with a smile.

Noticing her sudden dejection, Satoru realized something. It's not easy for a person's heart to bear the weight of kindness and favors if one doesn't reciprocate for that, let alone significant acts of kindness.

"Speaking of which, there is something that I do need Mirai's help with." he said, his inspiration flickering as he searched for an idea.

To be honest, matters of the heart are never simple.

She lifted her head, blinked her eyes, and looked at him expectantly.

"I really like how Mirai looks in pantyhose. Could you wear them more often and send me some pictures when we get back?" Satoru leaned close to her ear, exhaling warm breath with a suggestive smile.

Mirai's face turned crimson, her pupils widened, and she lightly bit her lip as she looked at him. The frequency of her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her shirt increased.

She weakly responded, "I-I'll... I'll go now!"

That voice seemed to drain all her courage, and the shyness of a young girl took hold of her, urging her to leave as soon as possible.

"Take care!" Satoru waved goodbye.

The girl's fleeing figure was quite graceful. Satoru composed himself and went upstairs, his mood uplifted.

[Overall evaluation: A 

Pre-emptive friendship guilt-tripping (B), 

Moral supremacy guilt-tripping again (B+)

"I'm doing this for your own good" ultimate guilt-tripping! (A)

Have found a fundamental solution (?)]

[You can choose one reward from the following three options:]

[Miyano Mirai's diary (1/3): It seems to record the girl's thoughts, but it's not complete.]

[Taka Kato's finger: Swift and worthy of possession.]

[Righteous and Resolute: You embody the pinnacle of morality. In the eyes of others, you are inherently just, occupying the moral high ground, incredibly reliable, and worthy of trust...]

Glancing at this skill, Satoru couldn't help but feel that using [Righteous and Resolute] first, followed by [Persuasive Argument], seemed quite powerful. Adding some language skills on top of that, wouldn't it form a complete system? Perhaps he should consider getting involved in a religious sect or entering politics.

Without much hesitation, Satoru chose the skill [Righteous and Resolute] as his reward.

...

"I'm back."

Satoru instinctively uttered the words as he opened the apartment door. He had completely assimilated into this Japanese culture lifestyle.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead. Although he had always been in control, Satoru was genuinely concerned about the possibility of Miyano Mirai turning Yandere.

Can someone who could perform such acts of drugging and incapacitating others, even if they appeared as a cute girl on the outside, truly be taken lightly? Wasn't the version of himself in today's simulation being negligent?

Satoru repeatedly reminded himself of how precious and hard-won his current life was. As someone who had experienced loss, he understood its value. He wouldn't allow any circumstances to ruin his life now!

"Welcome back~"

Sakumu's voice echoed from the living room.

The heating was still running smoothly, and even the familiar tank top and hot pants were there. She sat in her usual spot with familiar dishes laid out on the table.

"Why do you drink every day, Sakumu-nee?"

Satoru frowned.

She was the ultimate mess-maker when it came to cleaning, and after all these are done, Satoru will have to clean up and take care of everything for her!

"If you don't want me to, then I won't~" Sakumu blinked, a playful smile on her face.

She didn't understand why Satoru had been subtly reporting his whereabouts these past two days, which was unusual. She didn't mind and didn't inquire further. It was normal for boys of his age to have their secrets. She would officially step in when he sought help~

Until then, she would only do what he asked her to do~ Although he had changed a lot in these two months, Sakumu knew very well that adolescent boys go through various changes, and she wouldn't change her own principles.

"Fine~ But I can only say it's going to be difficult for you to find a boyfriend like this. No man would accept a girlfriend who drinks every day."

Satoru shrugged and offered some advice.

"Aren't you one?" Sakumu pouted, feeling stung by his direct and piercing remark. She instinctively stuck out her tongue.

Satoru rolled his eyes and sat down next to her.