Arrived in the Type-Moon World, Now Disconnected

"So I helped her find a reasonable way to siphon time, and I even set up a place for her. Naturally, she had no reason to kill people anymore."

"This method was raising pigs?" Watching a serial killer turn over a new leaf in such a bizarre manner, Illya felt rather conflicted.

"Is there a problem?" The boy who had opened the pig farm raised an eyebrow at the white-haired loli.

Stunned by this turn of events, Miss Illya did not know what to say for a moment and could only give a dry laugh. Fortunately, she was so pretty that she did not seem awkward at all—she was still quite cute.

"What should we do next?" Having chosen the battlefield long ago, the boy had nothing to do.

"Illya, how about we go to an amusement park and ride bumper cars together?" The boy, clearly seized by a wicked sense of humor, invited Illya, who looked like an elementary school student.

"I refuse!" Though she liked pretending to be younger, the girl's hobbies were clearly not those of an elementary school student. She glared at someone who obviously wanted to laugh at her.

"Then how about a thrilling game of Aeroplane Chess?" Li Zihan considered it for a moment before offering another suggestion.

Illya stared expressionlessly at the guy who was treating her like a child, then slowly spoke.

"I'm going back to rest. See you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Illya headed toward her room, no longer paying any attention to someone who was hopeless in certain respects.

"Girls are so hard to coax." The boy, who had not coaxed her at all, sighed.

"Big brother, were you asking Illya out on a date?" A girl with long purple hair and bluish-purple eyes came down from the