Tale of Discovery - Chapter 298

“No,” comes an immediate response from the ever so impassive Origami, “Only looked and said nothing.”

Good. She must’ve assumed that the girl had fainted amidst the small chaos, after all, it’s not that rare of an occurrence, and is much more plausible of a notion than her being getting knocked out of the sky.

Nevertheless…

“She had nothing to say regarding her clothing too?”

It’s true that an unconscious girl is not a rare sight, but an unconscious girl wearing a dog-like uniform surely is something that would garner people’s attention.

“No,” she responds once again.

Having responded to my questions, Origami takes this opportunity to glimpse at the twins who are quietly standing behind me before focusing on AI who is nestled within my arms.

Ah, it’s time…

“I suppose I should proceed with the introductions,” I mutter before stepping aside to give the two sides a good view of each other.

Due to the introductions most likely getting a little erratic, I decide that it would be the best to form an anti-sound barrier to prevent the students nearby from hearing us. As suspicious as this might be to them, it’s better than them hearing what is going to be said.

And so, I begin the introductions by stretching my right arm out to the twins and saying, “Meet the twin spirits that I encountered earlier on this island.”

My statement stuns Origami for a solid three seconds before her brows furrow so slightly that it’s barely visible as she looks into my eyes and asks, “Why are they with you?”

“Isn’t that obvious?” I respond, “They will be under my protection from now on.”

Or, so I claim, but it’s more accurate to say that I making sure that no ‘unexpected’ events can interfere with my current plans.

Earlier, the two girls showed signs of knowing something that might be of interest. Since the two of them are so inclined about following me and seducing me, I could slowly extricate information from them.

There is also the option of forcefully doing so, but that would most likely bring me some unnecessary trouble, so I plan to avoid doing that unless I have no other choice.

“Hey, hey,” a voice calls out to me, which belongs to none other than Natsumi who is still disguised as a classmate, “Are they going to live in that small house as well?”

“Not exactly,” I respond, “But, before that, let me finish the introductions.”

Having said that, I turn my body to face the seemingly amused twins properly and point at the one who is expressionless with half her eyes open before saying, “This girl, right here, is Yuzuru.”

“Introduction: Yuzuru Yamai, nice to meet you.”

Hearing her, Natsumi’s brows raise slightly, while Origami simply nods her head once before inspecting Yuzuru from head to toe.

Pleased with the tranquility, I open my mouth to introduce the other one, but before I can do so, a vigorous voice reverberates within the air as Kaguya steps forward and says, “Hoho! This one is Kaguya Yamai – the real Yamai, remember that!”

“Correction: Yuzuru is the real Yamai.”

This again…

“Wrong! Kaguya will prove Yuzuru wrong anyway, just wait!”

“Doubt…”

Exasperated by their bickering, I release a mild sigh and shift my focus away from the duo over to Natsumi, curious about her reaction to all this.

Unexpectedly, I find her gazing at the twins in a way that suggests she is suspicious of them.

“Ugh! Just stop! Kaguya will seduce him before Yuzuru and win – the end!”

Shit.

As a response to Kaguya’s abrupt exclamation, Origami’s expression visibly changes to that of discomfort as she gives the energetic girl a pointed glare.

Behind her, Natsumi’s expression has changed as well. It has gone from suspicion to evident scorn as she gazes at the twins before looking over at me with the same look still covering her face.

Even Tohka, who has been quietly standing just beside Natsumi displays discomfort.

Hah~ I should’ve stopped their bickering earlier… Well, whatever, as this might actually be quite helpful.

“That’s about right,” I say, attracting the girls’ attention, “These twins are apparently having a contest over who is the real ‘Yamai’. Earlier, they had decided on the final contest, which just so happens to be seducing me.”

“Why?” Origami’s voice immediately follows my own upon fading.

“Don’t ask me that, but them instead,” I respond casually.

“Recount: Kaguya and Yuzuru were provoked into it.”

“No, you weren’t,” I instantly retort while rolling my eyes, “Your sister decided to attack me out of nowhere, claiming that it was for this contest of yours.

“Only after the two of you had realized you had absolutely no chance in beating me, did you decide to take a different approach to the matter – which, for some reason, you decided that seduction was the best way.”

Done with my retort, I proceed to gaze at Yuzuru’s face, expecting her to rebuke my explanation, but to my surprise, I only find her staring back at me with the corner of her lips slightly raised.

Huh?

Oh… I see how it is. This girl… Impressive. Truly, amazing.

She actually managed to lead the conversation in such a manner. By having me, who is familiar with Origami and others explain everything briefly, it would make it easier for them to be accepting of one another.

One of the main reasons she was able to pull such a feat off is her speech pattern, but it’s impressive nonetheless.

Perhaps, she would make a good accountant if I ever needed one in the future.

Anyway, I better finish the introductions quickly, as the students are beginning to give us very odd looks now…

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Under the dimmed sky, I walk alongside Origami on the island’s coast.

Now then, why are we out here again? Evening stroll date. That’s right – an ‘important’ event that Origami had learned of through her ‘reliable sources’.

Additionally, it turned out that the reason she had been staring at me so much more intensely recently was because of something she had learned through said ‘reliable sources’ as well. Apparently, it’s only to be expected that a proper girlfriend gives all her attention to her boyfriend while on a trip.

The problem with that is the fact that Origami took it a little too literally. That doesn’t matter though, since I can understand her intentions for doing so.

Suddenly, I feel a warm sensation against my hand, breaking my train of thought.

Looking over, I find Origami much closer than before with her left hand holding my right hand.

This goes on for a while; the two of us continuing to walk silently while holding hands.

“Origami,” I finally say, unable to keep my curiosity at bay any longer, “Are you enjoying this?”

“Yes,” comes an immediate response.

“Really? Why do you think so?”

This time, Origami doesn’t respond as fast as she usually would’ve, but instead adopts a look of contemplation as she tightens her grasp on my hand.

{Father, I am back to optimal condition.}

AI’s untimely voice inside my head takes me by surprise.

{I beg for Father’s forgiveness for all the unbecoming actions I had taken earlier.}

It’s fine, it’s fine. Not only was a fine with it, but I found it adorable. In fact, I wouldn’t mind it if you acted like that normally.

Moments pass by, but AI doesn’t respond to me, indicating that she either is unable to form a proper response or is simply unable not very willing to comply with the request.

Anyway, AI, I hope that you remain inside me for the time being. After all, I don’t think there is a reason for you to come back out again, is there?

{Affirmative.}

“Shido,” a voice suddenly reaches my ears as I feel a soft sensation against my right arm.

“What is it?” I say with a grin as I turn my head to face Origami who has now pressed her body against me for some reason.

Pleasantly surprising me, Origami doesn’t respond to my question normally but instead slowly closes the distance between our lips.

More than willing to make out with the taciturn girl, I finish off whatever distance left in one swift motion and directly insert my tongue inside her mouth while shifting my body to properly wrap my arms around her.

Following this, Origami also wraps her arms around me as she begins to actually put effort into reciprocating my tongue’s movements.

And so, we continue to intertwine our tongues while tightly holding each other without a care for anything around us…