Ogata Udon

"Hmm~ Does Onee-chan know Rikka? It feels a bit strange." Rikka blinked, feeling that the older sister's eyes seemed oddly familiar.

It was like that gentle older brother.

But wasn't that older brother supposed to be asleep in this world right now? She had heard that it was nighttime over there.

Haruto slightly twitched the corner of his mouth. He never expected to encounter such a silly girl so soon after arriving.

Sure enough, this idiot had come to Gensokyo.

Seeing the girl blinking her large eyes and curiously staring at him, Haruto turned his face away and said, "Sorry, I don't know you."

He was tempted to pat Rikka's head, but… better not.

The body he was using now belonged to Yoruha. If his identity were exposed, the title of "hentai" would never go away!

Besides, he still had to search for his old friends later.

What if someone suddenly joked, "Kuromori-kun, even though you've turned into a girl, we'll never hate you. By the way, is this real? It looks perfect—let me touch it."

Haruto could guarantee he'd die of shame if that happened.

If he acted impulsively, he might end up lighting fireworks and sending his friends flying into the sky!

It would take great effort to find them, only to launch them himself.

That would be a human tragedy.

So, his identity absolutely couldn't be revealed.

Rikka lightly tapped her lips and stared at the emotionless older sister, who continued to blink without speaking.

She really looked like that older brother!

Rikka said, "Onee-chan, you haven't told Rikka your name. Also, wherever you want to go, Rikka can guide you there~"

"Goodbye."

Haruto decisively said goodbye.

If Rikka were an ordinary person in a normal world, Haruto wouldn't hesitate.

But was Rikka normal?

She was a ghost.

Moreover, in this fantasy city, there were monsters, ghosts, zombie girls, witches—basically, all kinds of chaos.

In his current condition, Haruto could only fool ordinary people.

After walking for a while, Haruto stopped and spoke in exasperation, "Rikka, why are you following me?"

"Eh?"

Rikka blinked and smiled. "Because Rikka is worried about Onee-chan, so I followed. But don't worry about me—I'll just keep walking by myself."

Ghosts weren't ordinary people.

So, they were especially sensitive to souls. But this silly girl shouldn't have figured him out, right?

After thinking for a moment, Haruto decided to stop worrying.

An hour later, Haruto arrived at a noodle shop.

By this time, Rikka was still following him. Initially, she just trailed behind, but because she was so talkative and overly friendly, she ended up walking alongside him.

In this situation, Haruto didn't know what to say.

This person clearly didn't notice anything amiss—she was just too kind and approachable.

"Ogata Udon."

Haruto looked at the wooden sign of the noodle shop. The name of the shop was written on it in familiar characters.

In fact, he had always known that the Ogata family had once visited Chiba City.

But he'd never been here himself.

This time, perhaps he could bring Itsuki along.

Rikka blinked and asked curiously, "Is Onee-chan hungry? Rikka has money, so I can treat you to udon. The udon here is delicious."

"I have money."

Haruto replied, then opened the door and entered. Seeing this, Rikka followed him inside.

*Ding-dong—*

The clear sound of a bell rang. Haruto lifted the door curtain and stepped inside with Rikka.

At that moment, a calm voice sounded: "Welcome, Yoruha, Rikka."

Haruto lowered his gaze slightly and saw the renowned science genius Ichinose, Ogata Rizu, looking at him. There was nothing he could do—the girl was simply too short and petite.

By visual inspection, her height didn't exceed 145 cm.

Her delicate face featured large eyes, taking up half of her pale cheeks.

The girl wore a white lab coat-like outfit and a short skirt.

Her slender, short legs were clad in black stockings.

Rizu also wore a small white chef's hat on her head, possibly for decoration. At first glance, this calm-faced girl looked like a little chef straight out of a manga.

So tiny and adorable.

But the next moment, Haruto's eyes uncontrollably drifted lower.

It was because this petite girl's chest was disproportionately large.

Her shirt constantly seemed on the verge of giving way!

If she walked around Sobu High, every girl there would probably fall into despair.

Especially Yukinoshita Yukino.

She might just squat in a corner!

Rizu tilted her head slightly and instinctively puffed out her chest. "Yoruha, what's wrong?"

Seeing something gently sway, Haruto couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

What a terrifying and indecent sight!

Suddenly, Haruto realized an issue.

Rizu didn't seem to mind that he was staring?

Although this girl always maintained a calm expression and struggled with reading emotions, in reality, Rizu was very self-conscious about her figure. The thing she hated most was being treated like a child or ogled indecently.

Was this thanks to Yoruha's body?

Didn't that mean…

Haruto averted his gaze, feeling that if he continued looking, he'd forget his purpose for coming here.

It wasn't even that great!

If it's too big, it's no good. Something just the right size to hold, like Nino's, was ideal!

"Nothing."

Haruto said flatly, then walked inside and sat at the counter. His eyes landed on a girl in the back, sleeping soundly with her chin in her hand and her eyes closed, while a faint snoring sound escaped her.

It was Furuhashi Fumino.

A girl who had almost been his childhood friend.

The sunlight filtered softly, and a gentle breeze drifted in.

The curtain near the window swayed slightly, making a faint rustling sound.

For some reason, even though he was seeing Fumino and Rizu, his previously unsettled heart suddenly felt calm.

Looking at the peacefully sleeping girl, Haruto unexpectedly felt a sense of relaxation and warmth—a feeling of time standing still.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

It was nice.