Looking for Fun

Watching Utaha Kasumigaoka wave, the melancholic Sogo-san smiled.

Look at what he had found: a lone, interesting toy... cough, soul.

There is a saying that beautiful appearances are easy to come by, while stunning souls are once in a millennium. Utaha Kasumigaoka clearly belonged to the latter, even though she possessed a beautiful appearance as well.

Her long, straight black hair bestowed upon her the perfection of an Asian woman, her wine-red eyes made one unable to resist the urge to cherish her, and that was topped off by a figure far beyond her peers and straight, long legs—

This sculpted perfection would surely make the opposite sex adore her and the same sex envy her.

Only a human who maintains their sense of self while growing up in such an environment could possess such a noble soul.

It seemed there was more fun to be had...

Sogo Doma was always melancholic at irregular intervals;

The first time he was beaten into the hospital, he was melancholic;

The second time he lay in a hospital bed, he was melancholic;

The third time he was thrown into solitary confinement, he was melancholic.

He was always so melancholic, making people feel heartache for him.

Fortunately.

Sogo Doma was adept at regulating his own emotions; he could always find his own fun.

The first time he entered the hospital, he discovered that the nurse and the doctor seemed to have a special kind of chemistry. At that time, an innocent child would never arouse suspicion:

"Nurse-sister, are you going home with Doctor Kenta?"

"No, we..."

"Why not?" Sogo Doma asked with a face full of innocence. "Mom said, 'Boys and girls who like each other will eventually live together.' Did Mom lie to me?" His childish face wore a look of having been deceived.

However.

The truth was, by the time he regained consciousness, the mother of this life had already passed away. Unlike those bitter and deep-seated transmigrators, Sogo Doma had a way to save his own mother, but he simply dared not use it.

Looking at the skill panel:

Medical Arts LV6 (1/9999999) - Bring the dead back to life, flesh from bone. As long as there is a single breath left, you can snatch a person back from the hands of the Grim Reaper.

A transmigration perk, pretty impressive, right?

However, the next level was even more impressive:

Medical Arts LV7 - As long as a single cell exists, you can resurrect a person. But the question is, who is the person after resurrection? Is a soul that has experienced the beginning of life still the original person? Hehehe...

Hehehehahaha... Looking at the explanation in the skill panel, Sogo Doma laughed. Is a soul that has experienced the beginning of life still the original person?

Just like Sogo Doma himself; if it weren't for the protection of his golden finger, his personality would have long since been destroyed under the baptism of that primordial beginning.

Setting that aside.

The nurse looked at the innocent-faced Sogo Doma and opened her mouth, but she could never get the words out. Perhaps she felt that the dirty world of adults shouldn't be revealed to a child.

Then.

It was the doctor's turn.

"Doctor-uncle, you and..."

In fact, what exactly Sogo said to the doctor that day remains unknown to this day. We only know that when the doctor came out, he clenched his fists.

Immediately after, he ran quickly to the nurse: "Yumiko, I, I've made up my mind."

"Clatter!"

The nurse, holding medicine, covered her mouth in disbelief. Because of this, the medicine in her hands fell and shattered on the floor.

"Yumiko, I... although I was only able to be a doctor here because of Saya, I, I can't hold it back anymore. I love you."

"Doctor Kenta."

"Yumiko, come with me..." The doctor grabbed the nurse's hand.

"Go, go where?"

"I don't know, but I know that as long as we run, it'll be fine. Yumiko, I won't let go of you again."

"Doctor Kenta..."

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"Speaking of which, when is my anti-inflammatory medicine arriving? The medicine the nurse dropped couldn't have been mine, could it?" Watching the exchange between Doctor Kenta and the nurse, Sogo Doma felt a sense of boredom. After a long while, looking at the empty medicine bottle, Sogo Doma wondered if he had sabotaged himself again.

Hm!

The joke had gone too far!

Sogo Doma was quite skilled at sabotaging himself.

Skipping the details, let's return to the present.

Watching Utaha Kasumigaoka holding a piece of bread in her hand, Sogo Doma felt that things were about to get interesting again.

"Thump!"

With a flip, he jumped from the rooftop ledge onto the terrace.

"Ohayo, Utako Kasumi-sensei!"

"Ohayo... please, it's already noon. Besides, Sadist-kun, don't you realize we're classmates?" Utaha Kasumigaoka rolled her eyes.

"Hmm!" Sogo Doma rubbed his chin, pondering for twenty seconds. "Upperclassman, underclassman, or perhaps..."

"We're classmates!" Utaha Kasumigaoka snapped, cutting him off. "You never look at the student roster, do you..."

To put it politely—or rather, to put it another way—the student grade report is usually something people check when transferring schools to see who has the best and worst grades, whether for reference or just to get to know people.

Of course, "getting to know people" doesn't necessarily mean making friends. Japan has a strange social circle culture; if no one introduces you, you can forget about ever entering someone else's inner circle in this lifetime.

However.

These cliques are stratified and lack human warmth. If the Celestial Empire embeds its systems within human relationships, Japan is the opposite: it looks full of human warmth, but it naturally divides people into ranks and subordinates them to the system. It calls itself a democracy, but in reality, it's feudal hierarchy.

"Soka, so that's how it works," Sogo Doma said, slapping his fist into his palm.

"Ugh!" Utaha Kasumigaoka sighed. "Are you some kind of antique from another era?"

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something.

"Right, the bread..."

Sogo Doma: "Sorry, I can't help you with that."

"Eh?" Utaha Kasumigaoka was stunned. This was the first time she'd ever brought lunch for someone; anyone else would have at least taken a bite, right?

"Because I'm a bento person." Sogo Doma reached behind his back and produced a custom-made, extra-large lunch box.

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Suddenly, she really wanted to punch this guy. What should she do?

"Your little sister's bento?" Through their conversation yesterday, Utaha Kasumigaoka knew that Sogo Doma had a younger sister.

Sogo Doma: "Hmm..."

He tilted his head and thought about it.

"If this were made by my foolish imouto, I'd rather eat the pineapple bread you brought."

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Hey, hey, wouldn't it be better to keep that to yourself? Otherwise, your sister is going to cry, you know...

Reaching behind his back again, he pulled out a lunch box wrapped in a cloth.

"Ta-da..." Sogo Doma provided his own sound effects.

As the cloth was unwrapped, a luxurious bento box appeared before Utaha Kasumigaoka's eyes.

"Sogo Doma Special—if it fits, it's a bento: The Bento-Rice."

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "Chuunibyou?"

But before she could say anything, Sogo Doma had already lifted the lid.

In an instant.

An appetizing aroma wafted from the lunch box, filling the entire terrace.

"Huu, huu—"

Utaha Kasumigaoka took two deep breaths, feeling her entire appetite being stirred up.

So fragrant!