「What were the remaining seven choosing again?」
As Mashiro moved toward the source of the scent he had picked up, Shoushi spoke.
“Based on the statements made in the first dream, we know about ‘airplane,’ ‘teleportation ability,’ ‘pistol,’ ‘harpoon,’ ‘fishing rod,’ and ‘fork.’ It seems there is one person whose details remain unknown.”
By the way, the boys who have already established a cooperative relationship chose ‘Coca-Cola,’ ‘potato chips,’ ‘lighter,’ ‘matches,’ ‘knife,’ ‘survival knife,’ ‘pot,’ and ‘tableware.’
Looking back, I’m glad I chose the [Craft Ability]…
“Whoa, how do you remember all that?
It’d be impossible for me,” Shoube said, impressed.
“It wasn’t just my own effort. I listened to everyone’s stories and cross-referenced the information.”
Besides, these were statements of intent; they are not necessarily what was actually brought in.
The selection of items to bring in can even be accepted through a heart’s voice, as Shion had already proven.
“The handgun was already collected during the initial event, so Tsuboi shouldn’t be in possession of it right now.”
Fukami adds on.
Tanaka Kenji is the name of the boy who had possessed the pistol.
”…I remember now! In the second event, you were calling out some awful things to Sou-suke, weren’t you!?”
Shoushi puffed up her cheeks in indignation.
I distinctly recall being told to just die or something along those lines.
“Hmph, honestly, I don’t really feel like helping you.”
Sena was expressionless, yet it was clear she was annoyed.
“Well, having your abilities stolen is the same thing anyway. Guess we can’t blame them for resenting us.”
I had kept my distance during the initial event, but bringing Mashiro along made it obvious we were part of the same group.
I didn’t know what his true intentions were, but it might have been an attack directed specifically at me.
Personally, I haven’t really given it a second thought.
That sort of thing doesn’t inflict damage on the actual body, and trying to take out an enemy is only natural.
Besides, that guy got blasted away by Mikuron and disappeared into the sky.
He must have been terrified.
“You’re still as soft as ever, Kuino,” Yume-kai muttered.
Her voice carried a tone of exasperation, yet there was a certain softness to it as well.
“Ah, we’re almost there~”
The phantasmal beasts slowed down.
“Sena, I’m leaving the pacification up to you. Sensei will handle the negotiation. Shi-ine, let us know if they lie.
Yume-kai, be ready to erect a barrier if anything happens.”
Each of them nodded.
“Right on then, let’s negotiate.” ◇
Of the seven, four had no trouble becoming trading partners.
Their living conditions were so pitiful that it served as a reminder just how privileged we truly were.
Well, as for the remaining three, let’s start with one.
It’s Shou Hida, who chose the airplane.
He’s a tall guy with long hair.
His base was a jet parked on an open stretch of land.
As a fellow male character, I felt a twinge of excitement.
But how many people was it designed to carry? It looked just like a passenger plane.
Unlike the other guys, he was rational and had listened earnestly to what Professor Luminas had to say.
“Hmm. I understand the situation. By the way, is there any possibility that I could stay at your base with you all—?”
“No.”
Chiyu cut him off sharply.
“A-aah. I see. Then… are there any girls who want to go on this adventure with me?”
No one volunteered.
Gufff… Complete defeat, Kunno-kun.
Hida knelt on the ground and hung his head in defeat.
“I-I see…”
If all the current members didn’t agree, they couldn’t accept new members.
This had nothing to do with abilities or what items you brought; motivation and compatibility were just as important.
“Hey, hey, can that airplane actually be flown?”
Sozu asked Fuda a question.
Indeed, it was a point worth noting.
“Ha… Not a chance.”
Toda ran a hand through his hair, saying it with a serious expression: “Fff… no.”
That guy had definitely mentioned earlier that he would pilot it back in his dream.
The fact that this wasn’t reflected in his abilities suggested that while he wished for an “airplane,” he hadn’t formed the image of being able to operate it freely himself.
“Any supplies inside the plane?”
I asked as well.
“I was hoping for some, but there were none. It seems only the airframe itself was provided.”
“I see.”
By the way, the airplane cannot be moved in or out, and if it is damaged, the affected parts do not get repaired.
Since it would be a pity to discard such a valuable item, he seemed to have been living around this area all along.
It serves as a useful shelter against wind and rain, making it a viable base for survival on an desert island, but…
“Then, I’ll come back again, okay?”
I felt a sudden bout of discomfort and hurriedly left the scene.
◇
Later, while traveling astride a beast of illusion.
“I wasn’t lying.”
Shion reported.
“He doesn’t seem to be a bad guy. He was calm enough that we didn’t even need Chinya’s sedation ability.”
“So, Sou-kun thought the plane was so cool that you went easy on the grading.”
Chiyu said, a hint of exasperation in her tone.
“Having an airplane is fine, but why a jet airliner…?”
Fukaho said, looking perplexed.
“Ikuno is just acting weird; that’s pretty standard for her. Honestly, it’s hard to imagine how you could survive on a desert island with stuff like that.”
“You’re right, Miorina-sama.”
Roah agreed with Yume-kae’s words.
“Ahehe… guess I’m just as out of touch as Hida. No point worrying about how my makeup looks on a desert island.”
Mayama’s eyes went blank.
“Runa’s ability is a real lifesaver for us!”
Nakako tried to chip in and help, but…
“If it weren’t for Ikuno making the cosmetics for me, they’d be worthless without him.”
Mayama was usually bright and cheerful, but it seemed she had her own worries.
“I wouldn’t think of it that way, but even if it were true, we only have value in our abilities because we got to meet Sougo-kun, so there’s no need to get down about it? Maybe one day you could become the island’s only makeup artist?”
Shion, who had struggled with the same concerns regarding her ability’s contribution, gently encouraged Mayama.
“Or, you could contribute by becoming part of his harem.”
Chiyu said that kind of thing again.
Encouraged by the two of them, Mayama straightened up and forced a smile.
“So it’s settled then, I’m the sixth girl…”
“Ah, a-hahaha…”
“Yeah, that’s the spirit.”
“P-Please. It’s actually good news to know there are other rational men out there.”
Professor Luminous tries to change the subject.
“Rational, huh? Well, we could talk, but weren’t you glancing at her chest every now and then?”
Yume-kyou murmurs with a look of annoyance.
“I was looking, though. I looked so much that Sojuro on Earth starts looking modest by comparison.”
“Is it unavoidable because he’s a boy? Still, it wouldn’t exactly be pleasant, right. —Ah, but that doesn’t apply to Sojuro-kun, right?”
“Yes. It would be one thing if the gaze is involuntary at first, but continuing to look afterwards is not something I can praise. O-Of course, that’s different if the woman gives permission?”
“And yet, despite this body belonging to my Master, to direct such indecent gazes…”
Shoushi, Shion, Fukuma, and Roa, who are in relationships as well, also react.
“Hmm, it used to be a nuisance, but I’ll allow looking.”
Sen-ju says something like that.
“Has your state of mind changed?”
When I asked, Sen-ju smiled… no, he didn’t smile; he simply produced the sound while remaining expressionless.
“The more other men look at my chest, the more Sojuro-kun can indulge in a sense of superiority by thinking, ‘It’s still mine.’”
“Do you really have such a malicious personality?!…”
Please don’t give me that “Can you seriously think like that?!” look, you other four.
“No, I’m not saying that. I’m happy when Sou-kun gets complimented, and I feel proud. Do I not want people around me to see me as attractive?”
When she put it that way, I had no choice but to answer seriously.
“It’s not like I don’t like it, though.”
“So, you get it then.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
Even if I didn’t feel entirely satisfied, I took a moment to think about it.
She had that lovely face everyone turned to look at, paired with a generous bust. Her charm lay in her personality too, but above all, she was an existence that others were only permitted to see.
And now, she was my girlfriend.
To say I didn’t secretly feel glad about it would be a lie.
Moreover, I currently have five girlfriends.
“Ah, hey, why don’t we have lunch over there?”
The place Meiko pointed to was an open meadow.
It resembled the area where their base was located, giving off a sense of freedom.
Judging by how she pressed her stomach with her other hand, she must have been hungry.
“Sounds good.”
Out of the seven of us, we had formed cooperative ties with four of them.
This would be a good spot to take a break.
No one objected, so it seemed everyone felt the same way.
Upon reaching the grassland, Masiro, Mikron, and Kuro Ryuugyo all dismounted from their respective mounts.
Mihiro returned to his original form as well.
“Fufu, I’ve made lunch for you, so look forward to it.”
Shion smiled.
I nodded, taking the lunch she had entrusted me with out of my Inventory.
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