Tsukiyomi Ruri turned around, grabbed her own smartphone charging cable, only to find the connector didn’t match. There was no way to charge Koike Takuma’s phone.
Faced with this situation, Leona’s eyes welled up: “Does this mean I can’t play games tonight?”
Tsukiyomi Ruri used her own smartphone to check the Reincarnator Forum, but couldn’t pull anything up. She could only give up helplessly.
Seeing Leona’s pleading gaze, she had no choice but to hand over her own phone: “Here, you can play with this. I know ghosts don’t need to sleep at night, so just don’t disturb me.”
“I love Ruri-chan the most!” Leona happily took the smartphone. “I’ll call you Ruri-chan from now on, okay? I heard it’s a sign of closeness. We should be close enough for that now, right?”
“Whatever you like.” Tsukiyomi Ruri didn’t really care about forms of address.
Leona gleefully took the phone and went off to play games.
Glancing at the game already open on the phone, Tsukiyomi Ruri thought to herself, Those people playing the game, do you even know your teammate is actually a ghost?
Cherry blossoms danced in the breeze. Pure and beautiful female students arrived at the school gate, their cheerful laughter filling the air.
The day passed quickly. Tsukiyomi Ruri, wearing her uniform, stood at the gate waiting for someone.
She hadn’t been standing long when she sensed someone approach her side. A voice, as sweet as sugar, said, “Tsukiyomi-san, a petal landed on your head. Let me get it for you.”
Tsukiyomi Ruri turned her head. Standing beside her was Izumi Shirayuki, who gently plucked a fallen petal from her hair.
Seeing Shirayuki-senpai appear, Tsukiyomi Ruri recalled what Leona had said the previous night and said to her, “You can just call me Ruri from now on.”
Shirayuki-senpai smiled happily. “Alright, then you can just call me Shirayuki-senpai.”
Tsukiyomi Ruri nodded.
“What about me?” A timid voice sounded from nearby.
Inoue Keiko had followed along. Hearing their exchange, she couldn’t help but speak up. But when they both looked at her, she couldn’t help shrinking back, a little afraid to meet their eyes.
Shirayuki-senpai said with a smile, “As members of the Urban Legend Club, we don’t need to be so formal. I’ll call you Keiko from now on, and you can also call me Shirayuki-senpai.”
“I’ll call you Keiko too,” Tsukiyomi Ruri added.
Inoue Keiko quickly nodded her head, clearly very happy about the deepening of their relationship, her small face flushing slightly.
Shirayuki-senpai looked at her phone and said, “Alright, next we’re going to visit Mizuhashi-san at her home… Hmm, we can’t keep her isolated outside the group. We should call her Yuzuki from now on.”
As she spoke, Shirayuki-senpai sent a message to Mizuhashi Yuzuki.
Mizuhashi Yuzuki replied quickly, expressing her desire to deepen her relationship with everyone too.
“Speaking of which, how did Yuzuki-san end up in a car accident? It’s terrifying,” Inoue Keiko said with a hint of worry.
Shirayuki-senpai replied, “We’ll know her specific condition once we get to her house. But she said herself it’s no big problem, so we probably don’t need to worry too much.”
The three of them chatted as they walked. As for Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s home address, it had already been sent to Shirayuki-senpai.
They hadn’t walked long before arriving at their destination. Outside the house in front of them, the nameplate read “Mizuhashi.” They were definitely in the right place.
It was an ordinary-looking two-story house. From outside the gate, they could see the courtyard within. At that moment, the sliding glass door connecting to the courtyard was open, and a noisy commotion came from inside.
“That man… is that Yuzuki-san’s father?” Shirayuki-senpai’s eyes widened as she looked over.
From their angle, they could clearly see a man there yelling loudly: “How dare you speak to me like that? Using that tone with me? Let me tell you, everything in this house was bought by me. The child is raised by me. My parents’ allowance is sent by me every month. In this house, what I say goes! If you want to stay in this house, then stay. If not, then get out!”
Hearing the man’s words, Tsukiyomi Ruri and the other two exchanged glances, their moods complicated for a moment.
No need to guess; they all knew the target of this man—suspected to be Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s father—was undoubtedly Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s mother.
Just then, Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s mother spoke: “Huh? Is that how I normally talk?”
The man wore a wronged expression and nodded.
“Alright, I get it. I’ll change from now on, okay?” A woman’s voice rang out.
The man nodded, still looking wronged.
“Fine then, I’ll go rest for a bit. You go wash the lunch dishes,” the woman continued.
“Yeah, make sure you change,” the man said pitifully, even grabbing a nearby apron and putting it on himself.
Witnessing this scene, Tsukiyomi Ruri and the others: “…”
This was not what they had imagined.
Regardless, Tsukiyomi Ruri pressed the doorbell.
Immediately, the main door opened, and the man from before appeared, the apron still on him.
“Hello, Uncle. We’re Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s classmates, here to visit her,” Shirayuki-senpai said to the man.
The man smiled. “I’ve heard Little Yuzuki mention you all. Come on in. I’m Yuzuki’s father, Mizuhashi Tetsukotsu. You can just call me Uncle Mizuhashi.”
Mizuhashi Tetsukotsu… as in Tetsukotsu meaning ‘iron bone’?
Putting that thought aside, Tsukiyomi Ruri and the others entered the house.
“Yuzuki’s classmates are here?” Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s mother, Mizuhashi Yawa, walked over and greeted them warmly. “Little Yuzuki is in her bedroom on the second floor. Go on up and see her yourselves. We adults won’t interfere.”
At least from their current impression, Mizuhashi Yawa seemed very gentle. But then everyone looked at Mizuhashi Tetsukotsu again…
Forget it. This was someone else’s family matter. Best not to dwell on it.
Come to think of it, both Mizuhashi Tetsukotsu and Mizuhashi Yawa had the same pale green hair as Mizuhashi Yuzuki. Why was this whole family’s hair color so green…
After arriving at Mizuhashi Yuzuki’s bedroom, they could see the decor was very fresh and refreshing, perfectly suiting an athletic girl like Mizuhashi Yuzuki.
“You guys came!” Seeing the trio appear, Mizuhashi Yuzuki, lying in bed, waved her hand happily.
“Yuzuki-san, are you alright? Where did the car accident happen?” Shirayuki-senpai stepped forward to express her concern.
The three of them had also brought fruit, bought together as a get-well gift, and placed it on the nightstand.
Mizuhashi Yuzuki had long prepared her excuse. Energetically, she vividly recounted the process of her car accident, successfully fooling Shirayuki-senpai and Inoue Keiko, who didn’t know the truth.
