Sora hadn’t expected Miyuri to drop money as well.
He glanced at his wallet balance.
— [0 Gold Coins, 0 Silver Coins, 24 Copper Coins] — An additional ten copper coins had been added.
Clearly, Miyuri was worth just as much as Megumi Kato.
So Miyuri was also the heroine of some anime series?
“Sora-kun!
Here, take these gloves!” “Alright.” Sora accepted the gloves and put them on before helping the landlady spread the powder.
“Sora-kun, you have no idea.
I barely slept at all last night.
I kept worrying another snake would suddenly crawl out from somewhere.” “I visited several stores this morning before finally finding this snake-repellent powder.
They say it’s very effective.
Apparently the formula comes from your hometown and contains realgar and other ingredients.” “Sora-kun, you’re really strong!” …
Miyuri was truly energetic.
She chattered nonstop the entire time.
Before long, the entire sack of snake-repellent powder had been spread.
Under the glow of the streetlights, Miyuri looked at the white line surrounding the apartment building, hands on her hips and visibly relieved.
“Sora-kun, you’ve been a huge help!” “Don’t say that, Miss Miyuri.
You’re doing this for everyone in the apartment.
Helping was the least I could do.” Sora removed the gloves and handed them back.
His fingers casually brushed against hers again.
But this time, the system didn’t react.
No money dropped.
“Even so, several tenants walked right past me this afternoon, but only Sora-kun actually stopped to help.” Miyuri looked at him seriously.
“You’re such a good man, Sora-kun.
You’ll definitely find an amazing girlfriend once you get to university.” Sora nodded.
“I’ll gladly accept that blessing.” “After working so hard, why don’t you come to my place and have some juice?” This was the second time Miyuri had invited him over.
After considering it briefly, Sora shook his head.
“Maybe next time.
I still have some things I need to take care of.” A trace of disappointment appeared on Miyuri’s face.
“Fine, but next time you’re not allowed to refuse!” “Alright.
See you later.” “See you!” Picking up his school bag, Sora headed upstairs.
Upon reaching the third floor, he took out his key and prepared to unlock his door.
Click.
The door next to his opened.
Sora instinctively turned his head.
A silver-haired beauty with delicate features and an indifferent expression stepped out.
It was the beautiful neighbor he had met that morning— Mifuyu Yukino.
Her hair was still slightly damp, suggesting she had just finished bathing.
She carried a bag of garbage in one hand and a small shoulder bag on her back.
Sora politely greeted her.
“Good evening, Miss Yukino.” Mifuyu closed her door and gave him a slight nod.
“Good evening.” Then she walked down the corridor and headed downstairs.
Sora unlocked his own door.
Once inside, he leaned against it and quietly thought things over.
When Mifuyu had passed behind him just now, he hadn’t felt the bone-chilling cold from that morning.
There had only been the pleasant scent of shampoo.
“So this morning…
was it just a coincidence?” In a slice-of-life crossover world filled with youthful romance stories, suddenly encountering someone who seemed to possess ice-related powers felt rather out of place.
There was a good chance Mifuyu was also the heroine of some anime series.
If so, judging from his experiences with Megumi and Miyuri, physical contact with her should also generate money.
If an opportunity arose, perhaps he could become friends with this icy beauty and collect some friendship fees.
Unfortunately, Sora knew very little about her.
Based on the information he currently had: She had looked exhausted when she returned home in the morning.
Yet now, after dark, she appeared full of energy as she left again.
That meant she was probably working night shifts.
Sora couldn’t help frowning.
If that was true, their schedules were almost completely opposite.
On weekdays, opportunities to interact with her would be nearly nonexistent.
Only weekends would offer any chance.
Then Sora remembered the instant noodles and beer she had been carrying earlier that morning.
Which suggested she either wasn’t very good at cooking or was simply too exhausted after work to cook for herself.
In that case…
Food might be a possible opening.
After thinking for a while, Sora entered the kitchen and started cooking rice.
He took out part of the fish he had stored in his inventory.
The rest could remain there indefinitely.
The inventory’s preservation ability was much better than a freezer.
He boiled some water, sliced a bit of ginger, and steamed the fish.
After it was done, he poured a little soy sauce over it.
A simple but delicious meal.
After dinner, he took a shower.
Feeling somewhat tired from the day, he had no intention of going out again.
After spending some time finishing his homework, he lay on his bed and continued browsing current events to improve his understanding of this world.
After reading the news for about an hour, Sora searched for works by the doujin artist known as Eri Kashiwagi.
He had to admit.
The artwork was quite bold and attractive.
After appreciating several of the books, he searched for works by the light novel author known as Kasumiko.
Love Metronome.
Since Utaha was currently only a second-year student and the timeline was still one year before the start of the original story, only the first volume had been released so far through Fantasitic Bunko under Fushikawa Publishing.
At present, sales were terrible.
Judging from reviews, the series was already at risk of cancellation.
Sora recalled the original storyline.
Later, the second volume’s sales had exploded thanks to a recommendation on Tomoya’s blog, eventually turning the series into a popular success.
In other words, the novel itself wasn’t the problem.
It simply lacked publicity.
It didn’t specifically require Tomoya’s recommendation.
Any influential blogger could potentially achieve the same effect as long as enough attention was generated.
Sora began forming a rough plan.
Checking the time, he saw it was nearly ten o’clock.
In his previous life, he had suffered plenty from staying up late.
Now that he was young again, he intended to maintain healthy habits and live properly.
He turned off his phone.
Lights off.
Eyes closed.
Sleep.
Ten minutes later, Sora opened his eyes with a helpless expression.
He couldn’t sleep.
Perhaps some lingering stimulation from yesterday’s coffee still remained.
He didn’t reach for his phone.
Instead, he opened the system panel and continued researching it.
[Inventory] [Talent Skill Panel] [Status Panel] [Shop Panel] The first three hadn’t changed.
Inside the [Shop Panel] there was only a single empty slot.
It was where the [Double Jump] skill book had originally been displayed.
Now, after purchase, only a conspicuous notice remained: (Next refresh in: 29 days.) Isn’t that refresh timer ridiculously long?
Sure, he currently didn’t have enough money to buy anything anyway.
But if the shop displayed something amazing, it would at least motivate him to earn money faster.
Or maybe another advertisement could pop up.
That would be fine too.
Sora extended a finger and poked the empty slot.
The next moment, a prompt appeared.
[Spend 1 Gold Coin to Refresh Immediately?] Sorry for disturbing you.
Sora silently closed the Shop Panel and went back to sleep.
Twenty-nine days wasn’t actually that difficult to wait.