System detected, interception complete!
Ding!
Detected a significant increase in Mahiru’s favorability, current interception progress: 20%!
Successfully obtained a portion of Fujimiya Amane’s world luck value!
Host luck value +1000!
Current world’s basic luck, opportunity trigger rate, and initial favorability from others have slightly increased!
Charm: S→S+
Luck: C-→C
Fujimiya Amane’s abilities are being copied…
Copy complete!
Successfully obtained core trait — Academic Genius Trait — Mental attribute increased by 30%, learning speed increased by 30%.
Successfully obtained core trait — Amusement Master (Advanced Proficiency)] — Proficient in entertainment skills such as claw machines and airsoft guns.
Ability proficiency levels: Divided into Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Master, God-tier.
A warm current surged into Satoru’s mind.
His perception of this world became 1.8 times clearer, and various entertainment skills, techniques, and knowledge appeared in his mind.
Mental: 6→7.8
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Satoru’s mouth.
Is this the power of interception?
It feels pretty good.
The moment he walked out of the park with Mahiru, Satoru subconsciously looked back.
At the park entrance, Fujimiya Amane stood blankly, holding an umbrella, his eyes, for some reason, a little unnatural.
He stared blankly at Satoru and Mahiru’s departing figures, a strange sense of loss rising in his heart.
“Why do I have this strange feeling…”
Fujimiya Amane muttered to himself, watching their retreating backs.
For some reason, he felt a bit empty inside.
…
The sound of rain pattered on the wide umbrella.
The space under the umbrella was not large.
Satoru tilted the umbrella towards Mahiru beside him, carefully shielding her on the side closer to the sidewalk.
A chill came from his shoulder, which was already soaked by the rain.
The silence continued.
The space under the umbrella seemed to become Satoru and Mahiru’s quiet little world.
“I wonder how far I need to walk her home.”
Satoru mused inwardly, beginning to ponder another function of the system: allocating points.
Mahiru lowered her head slightly, maintaining an elegant posture, but still with a hint of loss and vigilance, occasionally glancing at the boy beside her from the corner of her eye.
Mahiru didn’t understand why Satoru would take the initiative to help her.
Satoru was very tall; Mahiru sometimes had to look up slightly to see his profile.
It was a handsome face with distinct features.
From his expression, Mahiru couldn’t read any useful information, only a seriousness that was almost contemplative.
This was completely different from the enthusiastic or shy boys she usually encountered.
Mahiru was not good at being alone with strangers, especially men.
Silence spread amidst the sound of rain, the atmosphere slightly awkward, and Satoru didn’t speak either.
After all, at this moment.
Satoru’s full attention was on the system.
The function of luck value was simple and direct: to add points to basic attributes!
Among them, luck and charm values were not basic attributes; for now, they could only be improved through interception.
The 1000 luck value obtained at present was just enough for one attribute enhancement.
After adding points, the corresponding attribute would receive a 1% increase.
This increase was like a buff trait.
At first glance, 1% might seem insignificant.
But Satoru knew that this percentage bonus would become more terrifying in its effect the later it got.
However, the prerequisite was being able to reach the later stage.
Without strength, one wouldn’t even have the qualifications to talk about the later stage!
In this world full of dangers, constantly intercepting and getting stronger was the only way to survive better!
Satoru did not hesitate and put all his luck value into Agility.
Agility: 5.2→5.252
In Satoru’s opinion, agility value was definitely better the higher it was.
Just in case one day an unknown AOE hit.
He could still narrowly dodge it.
After completing the system’s point allocation.
A warm current silently swept through Satoru’s entire body, and the chill from the rain instantly vanished without a trace.
Satoru could even feel that his muscles had become slightly firmer.
“Um…
thank you.”
A soft voice pulled Satoru, who was in an automatic follow state, back to reality.
It was Mahiru who finally broke the silence.
Snapping back to his senses, Satoru blinked.
“You can actually move a little closer.”
Mahiru said softly, glancing at Satoru’s wet shoulder, and continued, “The umbrella isn’t big enough.”
“Huh?”
Satoru looked down at the gap between them, wide enough for another person, and suddenly realized: “Oh, oh, it’s fine, I have a good physique, a little rain won’t make me catch a cold.”
Saying that, he even moved another half step to the side, signaling Mahiru to come closer and fully occupy the best spot under the umbrella.
He had just finished allocating points and could now experience the slightly enhanced physical stats.
“Uh…”
Mahiru was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure whether to be annoyed or amused.
Just then.
A gentle breeze blew by.
Carrying the chill of the rain, it made Mahiru instinctively shrink back slightly.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks.
Satoru only noticed now.
Mahiru’s bangs and slightly damp school uniform were now softly clinging to her skin.
Satoru’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
‘Gala Ge Muli didn’t say it would be like this.
Now she’s going to catch a cold.’
‘Although she didn’t catch a cold in the original work.’
Satoru fumbled around in his satchel in a bit of a hurry.
He pulled out an unopened pack of portable tissues.
He tore open the packaging and handed it to Mahiru.
“Here, wipe yourself.
Getting wet in the rain and then having wind blow on you is the easiest way to catch a cold.”
“You should especially wipe your hair and the back of your neck.
That’s where heat dissipates, and you’re most likely to catch a chill there.”
Mahiru was slightly startled.
She looked at the tissues handed to her, then raised her eyes to Satoru’s serious and earnest expression.
A peculiar feeling welled up in her heart.
Mahiru silently took the tissues and said softly, “Thank you.”
Their fingertips inevitably touched as they exchanged.
Satoru’s fingertips were warm, while Mahiru’s fingers were slightly cool.
They separated immediately, but it made Mahiru pause for half a second.
“Sorry…”
Mahiru slightly turned her head and began carefully wiping the water droplets from her cheeks and hair.
The soft tissue carried a very faint fragrance, different from what she usually used.
Just like the boy beside her.
He carried a sense of unfamiliarity, yet it wasn’t unpleasant.
For some reason.
She felt her earlobes seemed to be burning, dispelling some of the earlier chill.
Did I really catch a cold?
Why do I feel a little hot?
Mahiru thought to herself.
“You’re welcome.”
Satoru waved his hand.
Ding!
Due to practical care, Mahiru’s favorability +5, current interception progress: 22%!
luck value +100.
Seeing the system prompt, Satoru’s eyes immediately lit up.
He didn’t expect there was such a way to obtain luck value!
However, this system seemed a bit stingy.
Converted, 1% interception progress only corresponded to 50 luck value.
That means he would need to increase her favorability by 50 to add points once.
He was completely unaware of the effect his unintentional actions had brought.
…
The rain gradually lessened.
Sunlight slowly streamed through the clouds.
Satoru and Mahiru walked side by side on the street leading home.
Although the atmosphere was still silent, it was much more relaxed than before.
Mahiru still occasionally glanced at the boy beside her from the corner of her eye.
Satoru walked in a relaxed manner, his gaze openly observing his surroundings.
He seemed completely unbothered by the silence between them.
It even gave Mahiru an illusion.
Satoru seemed to be on some kind of patrol mission, as if he was afraid of dangers appearing around them.
Rather than walking a female classmate home.
Was Satoru guarding against Ghouls?
This unusual frankness made Mahiru, who was accustomed to others’ gazes and careful treatment, feel a sense of novelty and…
relaxation.
After a moment of hesitation, Mahiru finally asked the question that had been lingering in her mind.
She turned her head slightly, her eyes flickering, as faint sunlight spilled onto her delicate, flawless face.
“Satoru-kun…
did you help me today because…
you heard about the ‘Angel’ title at school?”
Mahiru asked, her tone carrying a hint of imperceptible probing and apprehension.