Tokorozawa Mucchiland is one of the largest theme parks in Japan. The land is filled with colorful attractions scattered around like jewels. First-time visitors will be overwhelmed by the sheer volume of attractions.

The overwhelming 1,000,000 square meters of land cannot be fully explored in one day. One of the joys of Mucchiland is wondering which ride to take next.

「「「Mucchi!」」」

『Yes! Hasegawa-san, did your persimmon get stolen again?』

Wonderful friends are waiting for you with their necks washed! Everyone, come to Tokorozawa Mucchiland!

There was a man who was enjoying Mucchiland to the fullest, with beautiful girls, who were not flowers in his hands. Rintaro Kuriyama, age 26, was at the amusement park for the first time in 15 years.

「Aniki, let’s go on a jet coaster next, ssuyo!」

「Senpai, let’s go on a jet coaster after that!」

「Didn’t your teachers teach you in school that you shouldn’t bully the semicircular canals and the son of the landowner?」

It was not until the first five times that Rintaro was able to make such light talk.

After the twelfth roller coaster ride, Rintaro’s head and stomach finally gave out, and he collapsed on the bench with a disheveled face.

「Ooooh…… My head hurts……!」

The extreme G changes not only damage the semicircular canals, but also cause sudden changes in blood pressure. What may be a fun roller coaster ride for two or three times is now the equivalent of astronaut training for double-digit times.

It is a surprise that Samecchi and Kirika, despite Rintaro’s concern, are going to challenge the screaming machine for the 13th time in total with a nonchalant look on their faces.

「The first one to give up loses, ssuyo!」

「That’s what I want. So, the winner will get the senpai, is that correct?」

「Awa! Suddenly I can’t lose anymore!」

「Listen carefully you guys. Don’t use people as prizes. It’s a promise with aniki.」

The two girls gave a thumbs-up as if they understood, and ran off in high spirit.

Is this the difference between mysterious beings and flesh-and-blood humans, or are these women exceptionally tough? Rintaro, lying there like a corpse, waved his hand lifelessly and looked at the two energetic backs.

Rintaro quietly closes his eyes and rests his cheek on the bench in the dead of winter, just before the end of January.

「Ohhhh…… it feels so nice and cool…… I want to go to sleep like this……」

「Oi Rintaro, I think you would catch a cold like that.」

The sound of a woman’s voice overhead pulled Rintaro, who was about to depart into the depths of sleep, back into the cold air.

When Rintaro opened his eyes, the hem of a coat came into view. Looking up, he sees Kenmochi Minato, aka Swordminas, looking down at him with worried eyes.

She has a 500-milli plastic bottle of water in her hand.

「It’s not a makeshift ice pack, but put it on your temple. You will feel better once it cools down」

「Thank you…… Naaah…… It feels good……」

「Geez, Don’t be so reckless. It’s too late once the blood vessels in the brain broke.」

Minato exhaled in exasperation and sat down next to Rintaro.

Recently, Minato has become the head of the infirmary at Ark Dominion.

It was her nature as a doctor to not leave a patient in poor health alone.

But――

「Oh, sorry, Minato. Thanks for the help……. Then I’ll take advantage of your kindness.……」

「Hahyuu!?」

Rintaro hesitantly rested his head on the thigh offered to him. Minato’s thighs felt a soft sensation, and she involuntarily screamed.

Minato, caught off guard, did her best to hold back the deadly blade that was about to fly out. Although the frequency of such attacks has decreased recently, Minato’s tendency to shoot out blades when she is nervous still remains.

「Whawhawhawha, Rintaro, what are you doing……！？」

Needless to say, no matter how one looked at it, it was a lap pillow.

Yes, Minato had recently ran out of oxygen and had Rintaro put her on his laps.

She realized that her actions could be traced entirely back to Rintaro. From Rintaro’s point of view, he had merely received a gift in return, and it was not unreasonable to mistake it as her invitation.

（This makes it seems like… I shamelessly invited you to use my lap as a pillow!）

No, this was a medical procedure. Minato told herself this and tried to remain calm.

「Riri Riri, Rintaro, is your headache better?　How are you feeling?」

「It’s gotten a lot better… Ah, the cold feels good…」

「I see I see, that’s good to hear.」

Minato’s voice was raised, although she was trying to keep her composure.

Even though the park is deserted, it is one of the best theme parks in Japan, and there are a good number of other visitors.

Every time she met the eyes of the families walking through the land, they smiled back, and Minato was so embarrassed that her ears were red.

「Uuu, what if those two come back right now……」

「I don’t think they’ll be back for a while. It seems like Samecchi is having fun, and Mayuzumi is really good at taking care of her. They looks like a close sisters.」

「That’s not what I meant, though……」

It is not only shame that Minato is harboring. Rather, she felt more guilty.

At first glance, Kuriyama Rintaro may not look much different from a commoner, but he is in fact Death Green, a great mysterious being who now enjoys great fame in the Kanto region. He has been accumulating achievements at an astonishing rate, and in less than two months has risen to the top of the Ark Dominion, the largest mysterious being organization in the Kanto region.

Not only Samecchi and Kirika, but there are many female mysterious beings inside Arc Dominion who adore the villainous mysterious being Death Green. Minato, in the course of fulfilling her duties, often consults with these women.

However, each time, she was tormented by a sense of guilt for being so familiar with Rintaro. Feeling the weight of her thighs and the heartbeat of her hot blood, Minato felt sorry for “those girls”

（Why is Rintaro being so nice to me…… I’m not even a force to be reckoned with, just an annoyance……）

The owner of the lap pillow became unexpectedly silent, and Rintaro, unable to bear the silence, opened his mouth.

「Hey, Minato. Your legs has been trembling for a while, are your legs numb?」

「Fuai! What!? It’s fine, there are no problem!」

Minato’s shoulder jumped. Minato, who unintentionally made a strange voice, hurriedly made up for it.

「Really?　I thought you might be a little tired. Minato was out of oxygen and collapsed a while ago, so don’t push yourself too hard.」

「Ha… that’s right, it’s scary, isn’t it. I don’t know when my lap pillow will be decapitated…」

「Nono, it’s not like that. If it’s Minato’s lap pillow, I’d like you to do it for me every day」

Rintaro strongly affirms Minato’s negative switch, but it backfires.

Minato’s face turned bright red and he flinched. Isn’t that line just like ‘Make miso soup for me every day’?

「What are you saying all of a sudden!!」

It feels like there is fire coming out of her face. No, it’s ‘blade’ in her case.

Hyubah!!

A silver knife glinted and grazed Rintaro’s face.

By the time they realized what had happened, it was too late. The plastic bottle that had been held to his temples sprayed its contents onto Rintaro’s head and Minato’s lower body.

「Aah! Minato peed, ssu!」

「Senpai, you like that kind of play!?」

Samecchi and Kirika, who had returned at the wrong time, saw the devastation and screamed. Hearing their cries, the guests around them began to murmur in the distance.

「No way…… At this kind of place……?」

「What the hell is that guy doing with that beautiful woman……」

「Hey mamaaaa, why is that brother soaking wet?」

「Ma-kun, no! Kids shouldn’t look!」

The whispering voices reached Rintaro’s ears with the cold wind.

「I am sorry, Rintaro…… Because I couldn’t hold back……」

「Minato, why do you always, always rub salt in people’s wounds?」

The eyes of the gallery surrounding Rintaro’s group were much colder than the northern winds of January.

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