Dual System in Daily World

There was no other way; after all, as time passed, the existence of all aspects of the Pure Love System had been overshadowed by the Evil System, making it completely unnoticeable.

However, when he clicked on it again, she noticed some small changes.

In the mall interface, all the sold-out products had been removed from the shelves and replaced with a new batch of items.

[Current points: 12,000]

[The following are the redeemable products in this issue 1]

[Money: 1,000 yen/1 point]

[The Most Beautiful Hand in the World: 2,000 points]

[Furniture Mastery: 1,000 points]

[Master Level Music Theory: 10,000 points]

[Animal Friendly: 500 points]

[Breath Holding Mastery: 500 points]

[Random Blind Box: 1 time/100 points]

Generally speaking, there are no changes in terms of money and blind boxes; the main focus is on the five clearly marked products in the middle.

Chisato frowned.

Are "beautiful hands" and "holding your breath" serious? What's the use of those?

And what the heck is "furniture proficiency"?

But there were also surprises for him.

"Master Music Theory."

That was something he had been worried about recently, and now he realized he had actually stumbled upon this through the useless pure love system.

He focused his attention and clicked to view the detailed information about this item.

[Master-level Music Theory: You possess practical and theoretical knowledge about music, including but not limited to reading music, intervals, chords, rhythm, beats, harmony, polyphony, musical form, melody, orchestration, and many other aspects. This can be mastered easily.]

Chisato's breathing became erratic.

The concise description ignited excitement in his heart.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely important and indispensable core skill related to his future achievements.

Mastering this skill means he can easily recreate the songs and music from his previous life in his mind.

Instead of relying on the most primitive and inefficient method—reviewing and making changes repeatedly with everyone involved in the band—he could work several times faster, as if running at rocket speed.

He had to have it.

Chisato glanced at his point balance. He didn't choose to buy it directly but instead turned his attention to the blind box.

Just as he had obtained the panacea at an almost free price, with the blessing of his "luck" talent, he planned to recreate the scene again.

While silently reciting the master-level music theory, he directly initiated ten consecutive draws.

The light curtain, visible only to him, began to flash dramatically, revealing item after item.

Continental tires, water of life, pink glasses, wooden knives, dark hoods, ice cream...

To his disappointment, luck did not favor him this time; he only received useless items.

These things were temporarily stored in a backpack. He could either take them out later or just throw them away.

Looking at the remaining 11,000 points, Chisato chose not to continue with random draws and instead spent 10,000 points to acquire the master-level music theory.

This left him with a balance of 1,000 points for emergencies.

As soon as the purchase was completed, colorful light erupted silently, floating around Chisato before slowly integrating into his body.

He slowed his breathing and noticed subtle changes. 

He found that he could interpret the sounds of the classroom from the podium and the chalk falling on the blackboard in musical terms.

After class, Chisato took out his headphones to listen to music and discovered that the headphones, which had previously sounded fine, now produced an unbearable noise. 

The sound was rough and difficult to listen to.

He understood that it wasn't the headphones that were faulty; his ears had become more sensitive.

The effects of the master-level music theory skill manifested in many aspects, not just in one area. 

There were numerous improvements to explore and understand in the future.

For the first time, Chisato felt that the pure love simulator had some genuine effect.

"Kazusa, did you wear perfume today? It smells really good."

"What are you talking about?! Idiot!"

Kazusa's eyes wandered, and she quickly exited through the back door of the classroom.

Chisato took a pen and sketched the symbolic notes on paper, gently producing the corresponding onomatopoeia with his mouth, feeling increasingly uplifted.

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Sobu High School.

The service department during lunch break was different from before; three desks were placed in the middle of the classroom.

Yukino, who had previously accepted Hiratsuka's commission, had been teaching Iroha during this period.

Of course, this was only the apparent situation. The real reason for her presence was to figure out why Iroha had been so disturbed before.

After spending the past few days together and making insinuations, Yukino hadn't gleaned any useful information.

She even began to doubt what Hiratsuka had said to her. 

After all, the cute and bright Iroha in front of her now, who resembled a small animal, couldn't possibly be described as "extremely sad and lost."

"No way, Yuigahama-senpai! Although it's delicious, I can't fit it in!"

Iroha covered her mouth with her left hand, with handmade biscuits in the shape of bears in front of her.

"Then pack it up and eat it tomorrow."

"Speaking of which, senpai, you're amazing! Most girls nowadays don't know how to make their own desserts." 

"The cake you brought yesterday was also very delicious."

"Ah... Hahaha, it's actually not me; it was my mother who made it. She recently signed up for a dessert class with the aunt next door and has been practicing at home."

"I see."

The cheerful conversation between the two was interrupted by Yukino.

"The break is almost over. Let's start on the questions. If you remember what you said yesterday well, today's exercises shouldn't be too difficult."

"Yes."

After Iroha responded, while Yukino turned around to pour tea, she leaned over to Yui's side and spoke quietly,

"Although we've been together for a while, I'm still a bit afraid of Yukinoshita-senpai. I always feel that she's a strict person."

"Haha, Yukino is actually very gentle. However, this gentleness is deeply hidden and won't be revealed easily. If you spend some time with her, you'll understand."

"Is that so...?"

"Let's focus on today's exercises. I won't disturb you any longer."

"Okay."

When Yukino handed the exercise paper to Iroha, she spoke again,

"Isshiki-san, are you free this weekend?"

"Hey, yes. What's up, senpai?"

"It's best to be consistent with your studies, but based on your performance over the past two days, I'm a bit worried about your self-discipline." 

"So I thought, if it's convenient, I could come to your house, or you could come to mine."

"Is Yukino coming back this weekend?"

Yui had learned from Yukinoa that she had been going home to stay for a while instead of returning to her apartment alone.

"Yes."

Yui immediately turned to Iroha and exclaimed excitedly,

"Let's go to Yukino's house! I'll come over then. She lives alone, and the apartment is really nice. We can also cook together in the evening."

Yukino quickly corrected her,

"We're not going to have fun this weekend."

"Yeah, I know, but after studying, it wouldn't hurt to relax a little, right?"

Yukino glanced at Yui, who was getting excited without permission. She sighed softly and then chuckled.

She looked at Iroha.

"The decision lies with Isshiki. If you don't like this way of learning, you can cancel the weekend activities. It all depends on you."

Yui pouted and said nothing, but her big eyes revealed an almost pleading look. 

It was obvious she really wanted to go to Yukino's apartment for a legitimate reason.

Seeing this signal, Iroha felt she had no way to reject such a request.

Besides, she really didn't have any plans for the weekend.

"Then I'll bother you, Yukinoshita-senpai... I'll be visiting you this weekend," she said.

Thus, the weekend arrangements were decided.

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