Sora bought Rukia a little apartment that she could reside in anytime she came to the human world.
It had everything a person would need... He had no ulterior motive for her to have a house away from the Ishida household.
It 100% had zero, nada to do with the fact that since she was no longer in the Ishida house, he no longer had to use Ransotengai to hold back...
It had nothing to do with that.
It wasn't even on his mind when he bought this house with very thick walls, a queen-size bed with the best springs currently on the market.
Her plushies could now be with her; he even stocked the place with clothes because why not... Speaking of which... Looking at his ticket—
He went to the station.
Got his ticket scanned... and took his winnings—roughly 400 million yen.
And for now, Sora would need a new ID. "Mike" would not last much longer. No biggie, he could just use Maskenwand to change his appearance and do it again.
Or make someone sign a paper, have them gamble, and when they win, Sora takes 70% while they take 30%.
For anyone saying it's unfair, they could just not sign it. Sora wouldn't be forcing them, after all. The choice was between having a guaranteed chance to win, like, 50 million yen or staying broke.
Plus, the deal specifically said if they didn't win, the first ten whatever money they won would be theirs.
And there was a bunch of "ifs" that made it seem impossible for Sora to win anything and just benefited the gambler.
When in reality, Sora would be using his future sight to win.
Was this cheating... maybe.
Sora didn't care. Money was money. When his net worth reached, like, a billion yen or so, he would stop.
That was enough money for any shenanigans he wanted to do.
Might even start making an association to help the poor and so on.
Money may not be everything, but more money meant more power.
And who cared if he was using his ability to cheat the system?
Speaking of which... he wondered which stocks would be valuable in the future.
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Amazon.
Good to know.
Mike made himself another account... investing some cash into stuff.
And investing roughly 100 million yen into Bitcoin...
Hehehehehe.
This day could not get any better...
Sora walked toward the apartment he bought for Rukia... more like a big house, but who cared... she paid no rent, and she was the only person there.
He felt her presence nearby, and thus, he took out his keys and made his way inside.
What Sora saw when he got inside was simple.
A black, form-fitting bodysuit with gold trim along the neckline.
Black gloves that extended past her elbows, paired with white cuffs featuring black buttons.
A small black bow tie with a gold center.
Black bunny ears atop her head, adding to the playful aesthetic.
Dark stockings that enhanced the sleek look.
A fluffy white bunny tail attached to the back of the bodysuit.
Her hands were raised, mimicking bunny ears, and her expression was surprisingly cute—a stark contrast to her usual stern demeanor.
The moment she noticed him standing there, her face flushed red in embarrassment, and she froze mid-pose, eyes widening in shock.
"S-Sora ?! W-What are you doing here?!"
"...T-This isn't what it looks like!" she blurted out, immediately trying to lower her hands and compose herself.
Sora, on the other hand, smirked, leaning against the doorframe with a chuckle.
"Oh no, it's exactly what it looks like."
Rukia grabbed the nearest object—a stuffed Chappy plush—and hurled it at him, her embarrassment turning into mild panic.
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Rukia could be seen sitting on top of Sora. The two of them seemed to have actually been cuddling for a bit, because Reio knows if it was anything else, she wouldn't be here.
Much less have the ability to walk properly, probably because Sora was trying to max out the trust before that.
Currently, Rukia was draped in a simple yet elegant cream-colored yukata, its fabric soft and slightly loose, falling off one shoulder to reveal the delicate curve of her collarbone.
The sleeves were long and wide, covering her arms but leaving enough of her slim wrists exposed to add to the allure. The yukata was tied loosely at her waist, allowing a subtle glimpse of her neckline and hinting at the gentle contours beneath.
Her short, jet-black hair framed her face perfectly, a few stray strands softly brushing against her cheeks.
Her violet eyes were half-lidded, giving her an almost dreamy, contemplative expression as she lightly placed a finger against her lips.
Yeah... he was not going to say shit...
"Like what you see?" Her voice sounded quite appealing... was she teasing him?
Had she grown enough balls to tease him?
"Of course."
Once again... no shame.
No shame at all.
"You have zero filter, do you know that?" Rukia suddenly asked.
"You know me so well," he teased.
"Try and take it."
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She was playing a very dangerous game... a very... dangerous game.
"You sure you want to play these games with me?" Sora said with a light smile.
"What games? I have no idea what you're talking about."
Oh... so those were the games she was playing.
Fine, he would play along.
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