"You can go straight back. The Jujutsu world shouldn't bother you anymore. The Star Plasma Vessel mission no longer has aning," Ren said to Amanai Riko, who was completely bewildered from start to finish.
"Mitsuha, let's go too." Holding her hand, the two turned to leave.
Riko suddenly sobered up and shouted, "Who exactly are you? Can we et again?"
The two did not stop. "Ren. Miyamizu Mitsuha. If fate allows, we shall et again in three years." His voice still echoed in the alley, but their figures had already vanished.
Only Riko remained, staring blankly, deeply engraving their nas in her heart.
Ti flows like water, but manipulated ti can reshape mories. The three-year tiline belonging solely to Mitsuha was reconnected by Ren back to the main tiline.
He opened his eyes. He was still in his own ho. In his hand, he held that familiar red hair tie.
Flutter, flutter! A colorful butterfly flapped its wings, carrying the red tie, flying past his eyes and out the window. It would fly back to where it belonged.
"Ren, what's wrong?" Kanae felt a lot of lingering affection in his gaze.
"Nothing. I just missed you all very much." Having not seen them for three years, he truly missed everyone.
Strong emotions of longing filled her mind. Her gaze lted, and she embraced him in front of everyone, initiating a kiss. One kiss stimulated a gush of longing, unstoppable. Under the intense passion, Ren lifted her into his arms and carried her toward the bedroom. In just a mont, a war broke out, their cries and moans filling the room.
"…" Ms. Izumi was dumbfounded.
Izumi Sagiri's face turned crimson as she shrank into her mother's arms. She wanted to leave, but her legs were too weak. What she didn't expect was that if she didn't leave at this mont, she would never be able to. She and her mother sat awkwardly on the sofa.
But Nao and the cats seed accustod to it, as if they heard nothing. Not long after, the sounds gradually subsided. They wanted to get up and leave, but Nao said sothing and walked into the bedroom. She never ca out again. Then ca Neko the cat-girl. The bedroom was like a demonic den; those who entered never ca out, enduring hours of inhumane "torture."
Just like that, Ms. Izumi and Sagiri sat restlessly on the sofa until they fell asleep.
Early in the morning, Ren stretched lazily, feeling refreshed. He was about to get water when he saw Ms. Izumi and Sagiri sleeping together on the sofa. He had been too excited and completely forgotten about them. He gently picked them up, intending to put them in the second bedroom, but found the sofa beneath them was damp.
"…" He was slightly startled.
At the sa ti, Ms. Izumi seed to have woken up, her breathing ragged, but she was only pretending. Ren didn't expose her. He casually dried their clothes, put them on the bed, covered them with a quilt, and left.
Only then did Ms. Izumi open her eyes. A blush spread across her face. Feeling her clothes were dry, she let out a huge sigh of relief. Luckily, I wasn't discovered… She looked at Sagiri's sweet sleeping face and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The first thing Ren did was to find Mitsuha. His tiline alteration was successful. Mitsuha and Itomori Town both existed in the present. He imdiately locked onto her location and teleported behind her. Before he could speak, Mitsuha, dressed in a capable outfit, had already turned and tightly embraced him. She had sensed his arrival.
"Ren-kun, long ti no see."
"Mm, long ti no see."
He gently embraced her, quietly enjoying the tranquil mont. The breeze stirred the hair tie in her hair, its vibrant red color translucent in the sunlight. It had returned to its rightful place.
"Mitsuha, move in with ."
"But, will it be too much trouble?"
"Trouble? What's our relationship? I said move, so you must move."
"Hmm, alright."
While she was packing, Ren opened the Chat Group.
[Ren: @All mbers, can soone tell how long it's been since I last spoke? Has it been three years?]
[Fufu: Huh? Didn't we just et a day ago?]
[Kiana: Why are you asking this, Ren? The mission just ended.]
"One day…" Ren breathed a sigh of relief. It seed his ability could indeed affect the ti of the entire universe.
[Ren: Nothing, just needed a ti confirmation.]
[Kiana: By the way, Durandal seems to have sothing to say to you.]
[Ren: @Durandal, what's wrong?]
[Durandal: The points from the mission reward, I'm returning them. I didn't do anything.]
[Beibei: too!]
[Ren: No need. Those few points are useless to . If you're sincere, why not use them to beco stronger and give more in return?]
[Kiana: Indeed, you are still too weak.]
[Shiroyasha: Favors are always greater than actual money.]
[Ren: That's true.]
[Shiroyasha: Hehe, little brother Ren understands well. After all, favors are the hardest to repay, aren't they?]
[Ren: …]
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