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Beach, men's changing room.

"Ryunosuke Akasaka, are you... not... coming... out... yet?" Sogo Doma, having finished changing into his beach shorts, looked at the shivering Ryunosuke Akasaka huddled in the corner and spoke in a sinister tone.

The laws of the world dictate that a flat... ah, pfft, a little boy who doesn't even have a chest, must be bullied, and there's absolutely no pressure when bullying him.

Ryunosuke Akasaka: "Σ(°△°---)︴"

As expected, he shouldn't be here; he should be at home, watching how sweet people are from afar.

"Hey, I'm taking the key to your locker. I'll be waiting outside!" Sogo Doma said, spinning the key on his finger.

Wait, wait! Could you let me change back into my clothes and wait? Watching Sogo walk further and further away, Ryunosuke Akasaka reached out a hand weakly, but due to his introverted personality and social anxiety, he simply couldn't bring himself to say it.

With that.

He could only watch Sogo Doma drift further and further away.

Ten minutes later.

"Well, well, what on earth is that guy Ryunosuke Akasaka doing? Why hasn't he come out yet... Did he drown in a pile of men? I never realized he was that kind of person. Should I be glad I've managed to stay pure until now..."

"Come to think of it, didn't he have a thing with those girls, Lisa, or Riva, or Rita, in my memories? Did I remember wrong?"

"Wait!? Why would someone with gynophobia have a thing with a girl? Was that actually a smokescreen put out by this guy Ryunosuke Akasaka..."

"Hiss~!" Thinking of this, Sogo Doma gasped, the thought was terrifying!

Don't blame Sogo Doma for his wild imagination; the atmosphere on the beach was just too awful—countless men and women walking in groups, always stirring up irritating hormones.

"Darling~ let's go play that!"

"Surfing?"

"Yeah, just like the Titanic, I'll stand in the front and you hold me,"

A vein popped on Sogo Doma's forehead, and he gagged, "Ugh~!"

And that was the mild stuff. There was another couple:

"Sayuna!"

"Shinji!"

"Sayuna!"

"Shinji!"

Sogo Doma: "Ugh~!"

Where the hell did this 8:00 PM soap opera drama come from? If he didn't want to be a wanted man, Sogo Doma would have liked to punch each of them until they cried!

Damn it~!

Even though there were other unspeakable reasons, Sogo Doma had truly come to the beach with a man? Uh, a boy? Uh, a bottom? That was already annoying enough, and now people were flaunting their romance in front of him? Did they really think Sogo Doma's blade wasn't sharp?

Fortunately, Sogo Doma could still control himself.

"Hahaha... all this public displays of affection must be someone else's fault, right? It's Ryunosuke Akasaka, right? It's all Ryunosuke Akasaka's fault! If he hadn't dawdled, would I have to endure this? Heh..."

"Ryunosuke Akasaka, oh Ryunosuke Akasaka! You're done for. Even God couldn't save you, I tell you..."

Wait!

Sogo Doma, who was busy making threats in his head, suddenly remembered something. This was a world with simple folkways and declining morals; who knew what God was like? Besides, the power gap was too wide—even if He sent a lazy angel, it would be trouble.

He quickly retracted his thoughts. He was a decent person who knew how to give people face...

Just as Sogo Doma stood there impatiently with his arms crossed, an irritable voice drifted over.

"Boring. A bunch of love-struck idiots. Coming to the beach in this sweltering heat just to show off their affection?"

A kindred spirit!

Sogo Doma felt like he had found his people. Exactly! Coming to the beach in the sweltering heat just to flaunt romance—they deserved to be struck down!

And it wasn't just the public displays of affection—

There was also his foolish little sister, who was hanging out with a bunch of terrorists in this sweltering heat; she needed to be punished too!

He looked toward the voice.

Sogo Doma saw a silver-haired little girl, about thirteen or fourteen, just hitting her growth spurt.

Then...

"Snap!" Sogo Doma suddenly felt a string in his brain break.

He, Sogo Doma, a transmigrator, living his second life—even after being mentally polluted by Cthulhu, he now shared the same thoughts as a little girl? Hahaha... was he really that childish? Impossible!

On the other side.

Perhaps Sogo Doma's gaze was too intense, as the silver-haired girl looked over at him as well.

However.

"Sigh," she merely glanced over and let out a soft sigh, "That is precisely why I say the beach is boring. Besides, even at this age, have boys already started developing such pointless delusions?"

Hearing this, Sogo Doma wore a look of genuine confusion for the first time: "?_?"

Huh? What is even going on right now?

The silver-haired little girl seemed quite experienced; she walked straight up to Sogo Doma and said, "Give up before your love-struck brain starts running a fever. As for me, I am a non-romanticist!"

Sogo Doma: "???"

Silver-haired little girl: "So, stop staring at me with those burning eyes."

Sogo Doma was completely bewildered. The silver-haired little girl seemed to think she had caught onto his intentions, chuckled softly, and turned to walk away, leaving a stunned Sogo Doma to fade into black and white in the sea breeze—as if!

He was no lolicon—

In just a few seconds, Sogo Doma had figured it out. It was likely that the gaze he had cast just a moment ago had caused some sort of misunderstanding. Come to think of it, should he switch to having squinty eyes in the future?

After some thought, no, absolutely not squinty eyes. The law that "all squinty-eyed people are monsters" applies to this entire world. He, Sogo Doma, is not a monster, but an ordinary transmigrator.

However, wait a second!

Watching the silver-haired little girl walk further away, Sogo Doma smiled. He was always the one wronging... pfft. Accusing others. Now, he had been wrongly accused for no reason.

Is he the type of person to take a loss? Clearly, yes. Sogo Doma has always upheld the principle that "taking a loss is a blessing," letting others receive all the blessings. He is a bona fide philanthropist.

Therefore, he spoke up.

"Hey, White-hair!"

The silver-haired little girl, who hadn't walked far, stopped in her tracks. Although she claimed to be a non-romanticist, she seemed quite concerned about her image. Besides, what kind of nickname is "White-hair"?

"Claiming to be a non-romanticist, but in reality, you're the one who's love-struck, aren't you?" Sogo Doma said with a look of "benevolent" malice.

The silver-haired loli turned her head, her face filled with disdain: "What are you trying to say?"

"Do you even know what love is?" Sogo Doma asked, his tone sinister.

In that instant, the silver-haired loli felt as if she had entered her home turf. As expected, this guy was just like the people in books; asking if she understood love was just his way of trying to get her attention, right? Talking about being head over heels...

But before she could retort.

Sogo Doma, the love expert, sneered and began: "So-called love is nothing more than the mutual attraction of male and female hormones, and those couples in the honeymoon phase are merely producing large amounts of dopamine in their brains..."

The truth.

The truth about love, brought forth by knowledge, was laid bare before the silver-haired loli. Love? What does a science-minded guy need with love?

"When two people are together and their bodies can no longer secrete enough dopamine, that is when they fall into a period of stagnation..." Big data suggests that such self-absorbed problem children usually have family issues, so—Sogo Doma, an expert at twisting the knife, had to make her understand what "kind" concern really meant!

"It's not like that..." Sure enough, as if a sensitive nerve had been touched, the little girl who prided herself on being anti-romance was the first to refute him.