Multi-Anime, Kira Yoshikage Yearns for a Peaceful Life

Behind her was nothing.

"I was just kidding~"

Nakano Ichika let out a 'pfft' laugh, just like Kasumigaoka Utaha had before.

Tch!

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms, her long black-stockinged legs lightly crossed. Even though she'd started the joke first and had no right to criticize, it still pissed her off.

Nakano Miku looked up:

"Psionic Users should have ranks too, right?"

"Huh?"

Nakano Ichika and Kasumigaoka Utaha both turned to her.

Nakano Miku lowered her brows slightly, speaking softly:

"Kira-kun is clearly much stronger than an average Psionic User, and some people might be born as Psionic Users. Those people can sense more psionic energy, so their Spiritual Sight should be stronger too, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression grew serious, and she uncrossed her black-stockinged legs:

"What are you trying to say?"

Nakano Miku still kept her head down, as if talking to herself:

"People with stronger Spiritual Sight should be able to see more things, right?"

"Hey, Kasumigaoka-senpai."

Nakano Miku looked up, pointing at Kasumigaoka Utaha's shoulder:

"Don't you need to fix your hair?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha instinctively glanced at her left shoulder, where her jet-black, silky hair lay draped. She almost reached up to brush it aside, but a chill shot through her heart.

Was something there? Something she couldn't see, clinging to her shoulder?

Nakano Miku withdrew her gaze and silently lowered her head, no longer looking at the two-headed evil spirit on the other girl's back shoulder—barely twenty centimeters tall, with a massive head and flowing hair!

"Update!"

"Update! Update!"

The endlessly repeating whispers reached Nakano Miku's ears, making the girl's body tremble slightly.

Because she knew that was an evil spirit, a genuine evil spirit!

Small, but terrifying.

Kasumigaoka Utaha forced herself not to look at her shoulder, feigning calm:

"You're joking, right?"

Nakano Miku kept her head down in silence, offering no answer.

Nakano Ichika murmured to herself:

"Miku doesn't joke around."

The atmosphere froze instantly, as if they could feel the gusts of eerie wind creeping up from behind.

Because among them, there was an invisible evil spirit!

Even if no one but Nakano Miku could see it, and no one knew what it looked like or where it stood, the unknown only made it more terrifying!

"Sorry for the wait."

Footsteps approached from afar, and Kira Yoshikage's voice reached the girls' ears.

A glimmer of hope flickered in Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes, like a drowning person spotting a lifeline. She tensely stood and walked over to Kira Yoshikage.

Her voice trembled slightly:

"Hey, Kira-kun, is there something on my shoulder?"

Kira Yoshikage handed the document bag back to Kasumigaoka Utaha, his gaze shifting from her hand to her shoulder.

"So you can't see it. I thought it was a shikigami you raised."

Kira Yoshikage murmured to himself, sounding a bit disappointed.

Nakano Ichika asked cautiously:

"Is that the Benevolent Spirit Kira-kun mentioned?"

Kira Yoshikage shook his head gently.

"A backseat spirit?" Nakano Nino pressed further.

Kira Yoshikage pondered for a moment:

"If I had to pick a fitting name, I'd call it an Update-Chasing Spirit."

Nakano Mayu blinked.

"Urging updates?"

"It's been urging her constantly, and the fact that Miss Kasumigaoka can write so quickly is probably thanks to it too—this is actually a good thing."

Hearing Kira Yoshikage's explanation, Nakano Mayu instinctively glanced at Kasumigaoka Utaha's shoulder, even though they couldn't see the evil spirit.

It was clearly a terrifying thing, so why did it inexplicably feel a bit amusing?

"Update! Update! Update!"

The chibi evil spirit paid no attention to the onlookers, just kept repeating itself in the girl's ear, even though she couldn't hear it at all.

Though small, this was no ordinary evil spirit.

Evil spirits are born from human fear, but some fears tower above others.

Like the earth, like the sky, like the ocean.

And like, urging updates.

In a sense, this evil spirit had limitless potential—as long as the act of 'urging updates' still existed, as long as an author's fear of 'being urged for updates' remained, this evil spirit could keep growing.

And Nakano Miku, who had just awakened and could see it, clearly had spiritual talent a cut above the rest.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked like she was about to cry:

"I don't want this kind of good thing at all!"

If her ability to write so fast was tied to an evil spirit, didn't that mean she'd been living with one all this time without knowing?

The moment that thought hit, Kasumigaoka Utaha nearly broke down, looking at Kira Yoshikage with pitiful eyes:

"Kira-kun, please, set her free!"

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Kira Yoshikage glanced at the chibi evil spirit, searching for any part that could be put to use.

Unfortunately, there was none.

Its hands weren't beautiful at all.

"Fifty Thousand Yen!"

Fifty thousand?

Kira Yoshikage's expression didn't change. The Pink Panther reached out and touched the chibi evil spirit.

"Upd—"

Boom!

The urging for updates cut off abruptly. The chibi evil spirit disintegrated into ash.

Kira Yoshikage's tone remained unchanged:

"Let's talk about the book."

"Miss Kasumigaoka, are you planning to end it at volume three?"

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha hadn't expected such a leap in topic. It took her a moment to recover, and her voice still stumbled:

"I, I hadn't thought about that. Machida suggested at least five volumes..."

"Then I suggest you change the ending. In a harem work, before the true finale, you can't declare a single winner—you have to keep stringing them along. Otherwise, you're giving up an entire forest for one tree. Even if someone wins, it can only be a temporary lead. You need to ensure everyone ends up a winner. But at the end of volume three, Sayuka's confession is practically hitting a happy ending. How is Mayui supposed to handle that? To truly achieve a harem ending, unless everyone accepts each other's existence from the start, you can only make them compromise through stringing them along."

"Stringing them along?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly grasped the meaning of this unfamiliar term, but hesitated:

"But, I feel like I can't keep stringing them along..."

"Then add a new heroine."

Kira Yoshikage offered his advice:

"How can a harem work have only two heroines? That's at most a dual heroine setup—it doesn't deserve the word 'harem'!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha gained a new insight, but the Nakano Quintuplets' expressions turned a bit subtle:

In Kira-kun's eyes, was the definition of a harem really that strict?

Chapter 48: Sakurajima Mai Is Very Popular

As Golden Week drew to a close, the gradually resuming campus life brought a rare sense of peace to Kira Yoshikage's heart. What comforted him most was that among the Disciplinary Committee Members on duty at the school gate, Kashiwagi Nagisa was finally nowhere to be seen.

She seemed to have finally given up staking out the entrance, given up searching for Kira Yoshikage among the students.

Thanks to that, Kira Yoshikage no longer had to climb over the wall—he could walk through the school gate openly and legitimately.

Kira Yoshikage's gaze swept over a bench by the roadside, where a girl sat curled up. She was wearing something that looked very revealing—clearly something that wouldn't pass review—a bunny girl outfit that no Disciplinary Committee Member would approve.

Kira Yoshikage recognized her. Or rather, few young people wouldn't recognize her.

She had debuted as a child actress at age six, stayed active, and after transitioning to a full-fledged actress, gained widespread popularity. She was a genuine celebrity. At least seventy percent of Japan's population knew her and could say her name the moment they saw her—Sakurajima Mai.

A celebrity like that, showing up at Shuchiin Academy in a bunny girl outfit, would undoubtedly draw everyone's attention.

And indeed, that was the case. Sakurajima Mai was very popular.

Kira Yoshikage quickly averted his gaze and walked straight toward the teaching building where the Mixed Academy was located.

Sakurajima Mai sat curled up in a corner of the bench, hugging her knees tightly.

A chill wind swept through, making the girl tremble even more. Her murmured words carried a clear sob:

"Save me... anyone, please... someone save me..."

The girl's almost pleading cries went unheard by anyone. Though students passed by in droves, her weeping drew no attention.

But even so, Sakurajima Mai was still very popular.

Around her, creatures—some lanky, some squat, some tall and burly, some gaunt and skeletal—all bore hideous faces and exuded black miasma. They howled, roared, and muttered:

"Hey, hey... you can see me, right?"

"You can see me, right?"

"You can see me, right?"

"Sakurajima Mai! Aishiteru! Aishiteru!"

"Look at me! Please, look at me! I love you so much, why won't you look at me!"

The proof was clear: Sakurajima Mai was very popular.

"Kira-kun..."

Kira Yoshikage had barely sat down when a voice, almost too faint to hear, came from the desk in front of him.

It was the girl who sat in front of him. What left the strongest impression was her smooth pink hair, and those pale, delicate hands—though rarely shown, they were truly exquisite. Kira Yoshikage remembered her well.

Logically, a girl like this should have been popular.

But because she always hunched her back and kept her eyes hidden behind her bangs, her aura came off as gloomy and withdrawn. Add to that her apparent lack of social skill, and she had no friends in class.