Apart from the fact that Shikaās soul might view Seiji as an intruder, there was one greater risk that he had to face.
The āspellā that he was looking for.
There was the possibility of another spell being bound to the amnesia-causing spell located in Shikaās soul in order to prevent its cancellation.
Even if his task was merely to find the spell, not dispel it, there was still some degree of risk involved.
An abundance of caution would be necessary.
ā¦
After Shika woke up and ate breakfast, Seiji brought her to the room where the spell had been prepared.
After entering, the amnesiac girl scanned the entire room, her eyes wide with surprise.
She seemed to realize that something was about to happen, so she shrunk back in fright and stuck as closely to Seiji as possible.
āNo need to be scared, Shika-chan,ā Seiji consoled her in the gentlest voice he could manage. āWeāre justā¦ going to make you have a dream, and Iāll accompany you.ā
āBrotherā¦ā
āIt wonāt hurt. It might be a little uncomfortable, but I promise that no harm will come to you.ā
Seiji patted Shika on the head, his gaze gentle yet firm.
Shika blinked while facing him directly.
Even though she didnāt know what was about to happen, seeing her ābrotherāsā firm expression helped to reassure her.
āHave a seat,ā Natsuya, who was beside them, requested.
The president was currently wearing shrine maiden clothing.
Thatās right, it was also known as Shinto garb! A white wide-sleeved shirt on top, with a long red skirt on bottomā¦ well, its technical name was hakama. She was also wearing white socks and red-colored shoes woven from dried grass, a classic pairing.
It was incredible for the black-haired scion with huge breasts to wear such an outfit!
When Seiji noticed her attire after entering the room, he was astonished to his core. If it wasnāt for the fact that Shika was sticking by his side, he would likely have stood there, dazed, for a full dozen seconds.
The presidentās long straight black hair, white shirt, and red skirt were a perfect combination. Her breasts which always jutted out, regardless of her clothing, seemed even sexier than normal. The contrast between the holy impression that these clothes were originally supposed to give off and Natsuyaās devilish figure gave her an almost irresistible allure.
Seiji felt an urge to take a picture of this scene with his cell phone!
He was even willing to bet his own virginity that a picture of the president wearing this outfit would be mega popular at school! And if he tried selling the picture on the internet, perhaps heād be able to charge a high price and make huge profitsā¦
āCough cough, Iām getting too far off topic here.ā
At any rate, she was beautiful and excellent.
It was a pity that he wasnāt able to take a picture.
Seiji was certain that if he asked permission to take a picture, she would likely reject him and perhaps even glare at him.
That was why he could only admire this scene in secret by saving it in his system.
Heh heh, his dating sim system had the ability to save CGs! Even though he almost never used it, it still seemed to be good for situations like these!
Hmmā¦ about his dating sim system.
Privately, Seiji was a little worried about it.
Just what exactly was his dating sim system? Seiji didnāt understand.
Was this system connected to his body? Or his soul? He didnāt know this either.
He was someone who had reincarnated into an entirely different world with possession of a mysterious system. Just what would his soul look like to Natsuya? Would she find something strange in it? Or would he be unable to do such a task for Shikaās sake?
He was rather worried.
But just worrying about it wouldnāt be of any use; he had toā¦ at least try.
He sat down on one of the reclining chairs, his heart still filled with worries. He indicated for Shika to sit down on the other chair.
āLay down and relax. Just treat it as resting normally,ā Natsuya informed them in a calm voice.
Then she slowly raised her right hand. She was holding an item. Many golden bells were attached its red handle, andĀ five ribbons of different colors were tied to its base.
As she shook this item lightly, everyone heard the sonorous sound of bells chiming.
Seiji, who had just laid down, instantly felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him.
*Ding ling lingā¦ Ding ling lingā¦*
Natsuya shook the bells rhythmically as she walked in a circle around the two chairs.
āThe long night, what will you hearā¦ Spirits and ghosts, what will you confideā¦ā
Her calm voice began chanting some words that Seiji couldnāt make heads or tails of. He assumed it was part of her spell.
As he relaxed and laid there on the chair, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier as he listened to her incantation and the bells ringing.
He was holding on to Shikaās tiny hand. The two of them exchanged glances with each other.
āBrotherā¦ Iām so sleepyā¦ā
āItās fine, Shika-chanā¦ Itās just a dream,ā Seiji comforted her gently and smiled. āDidnāt you want me toā¦ sleep with you last nightā¦ Does thisā¦ countā¦?ā
āBrotherā¦ā
An indescribable light shone in Shikaās eyes as her eyelids drooped.
Seiji was filled with numerous complex feelings as he focused on her expression.
Would they succeed? If they successfully discovered and eliminated the memory loss-inducing spell and helped her to recover her memoriesā¦ would she remember what she did during her amnesiac period?
If she ended up forgettingā¦
Seiji would beā¦ rather sadā¦
As Seiji gazed at Shikaās face, he felt his senses of sight and hearing gradually fade, before he finally shut his eyes as well.
ā¦
āWake up, Haruta-kun.ā
Seiji slowly opened his eyes as he heard someone call to him.
He discovered that he was in an unfamiliar room.
The room was rather small. There was a bed, a desk, a chair, a bookshelf, and a cabinetā¦ and all the furniture seemed rather small as well.
There was a little girl sleeping on the bed. The dolls, building blocks, and stuffed plushies were either scattered about or organized neatly, indicating that this was a childās room.
Seiji peered at the little girl closely.
āShika-chanā¦ā
Thatās right. Although this girl was much younger than the one he knew, this was doubtlessly Shika Kagura.
āWhere am I?ā Seiji muttered to himself.
āYouāre in herā¦ Shika Kaguraās soul,ā Natsuyaās calm voice sounded in his ears.
āPresident? Where are you?ā
Seiji glanced around at his surroundings.
āIām still in reality, taking care of you guys,ā Natsuya responded. āJust as I informed you last night, I can only hear you and respond in turn.ā
āI wonāt be aware of anything you see or meet there. I can only learn about it if you tell me. If you need me to answer any questions, or do something, youāll have to say it clearly.ā
Seiji thought back to their conversation last night and nodded. She had indeed told him this.
āMy brain doesnāt feel like itās working too wellā¦ my thoughts feel rather sluggish.ā
āThatās because youāre still not used to being in soul form. Itāll get better once you get used to it.ā
Getting accustomed to itā¦ Seiji rubbed his temples.
Thatās when he realized that he wanted to take a look at his current self!
Just what type of appearance would he take on in such a situationā¦
Seiji looked around the room and instantly discovered a mirror.
When he took a look, the person reflected in the mirror was Seiji Harutaās handsome face.
āThis means thatā¦ even my soul has completely merged with the original Seiji Harutaās?ā He rubbed his chin in contemplation.
Well, it was all fine as long as there was nothing wrong with his soul.
The other thing that Seiji really wanted to check wasā¦ his system.
When he willed it, its familiar menu and options floated up in front of him.
It appeared!
It actually appeared!?
āI can even use my system in such a state!?ā Seiji widened his eyes in surprise.
He attempted to use its functions. It seemed the same as normal. Every option was present, including his save and load ability!
What did this mean?
āDoes this mean thatā¦ the dating sim system is intricately connected to my soul?ā
Various thoughts flashed through Seijiās mind.
No matter what, he felt a great sense of relief that he was able to access his system even in his soul form.