Starting With The Sefirah Castle In The Anime World-Chapter 232: Emergency Phone Call

No matter how hard you try, local fat cannot be accumulated in a short period of time unless scientific methods are used.

Scientific methods aren't about natural accumulation, but rather artificial augmentation.

In addition, since scientific methods aren't considered part of the "natural approach," Kaguya Shinomiya had never classified them as acceptable options.

After summing everything up, the final conclusion was:

"Miss Kaguya, please accept your shortcomings."

Hayasaka was the one who gave her this cold dose of reality.

That conclusion left Kaguya feeling incredibly frustrated.

"Why am I so much worse than that sow with all her nutrition concentrated in her chest?"

In her moment of humiliation, Kaguya immediately thought of her good friend, Fujiwara Chika.

Unlike her own flatness, Chika was ridiculously well-developed for a second-year high school student.

Hayasaka gave it some thought before offering a plausible explanation.

"I believe one's body type has a lot to do with genetics."

"According to the data I personally gathered, your mother, Ms. Shimizu Nayotake, didn't have a particularly ideal figure either."

"'Not particularly ideal'... That's just sugarcoating it," Kaguya muttered, the first time she'd ever really complained about her late mother.

"Fujiwara's mother is also pretty flat, so how did her older sister and younger sister both end up so curvy?"

To that, Hayasaka offered the result of her analysis.

"Miss Kaguya, genetics come from both parents. The appearance genes for Ms. Fujiwara and her sisters likely came from their mother, while their body type genes likely came from their father."

"..."

That conclusion was hard for Kaguya to accept.

She had actually met Fujiwara's father before. A typical politician, dressed in a stiff suit with gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like a doting and well-meaning dad.

And based on Fujiwara's usual mutterings, he was quite strict with her.

But who would've guessed that this man was the source of Fujiwara's overpowered body genetics? The gene responsible for such a body wasn't from the maternal line, but the paternal one. It was just absurd.

Hayasaka had expected Kaguya's silence. She used the opportunity to try and redirect her toward something more practical.

"Miss Kaguya, instead of obsessing over physical development, maybe you should just focus on choosing the right swimsuit."

"Ugh... headache..."

That was exactly the part that gave Kaguya the most grief. She couldn't decide now, so she gave up on thinking about it altogether.

"I'll think about the swimsuit tomorrow. For now, I'm going to sleep. Going to sleep."

Judging from Kaguya's sulking tone, it was obvious she hadn't accepted it. But Hayasaka didn't have a better solution either. She could only bow slightly and quietly take her leave.

Back in her room, Hayasaka changed into her pajamas as usual, adjusted her state of mind, and got ready for bed.

She still had a lot of maid duties, but compared to the past, her mental burden had lessened significantly. Especially after the gap between her and Miss Kaguya disappeared, and with no more need to fear the Shinomiya family's inner demons, she no longer even had to watch hydraulic press videos to relieve stress.

Her bedtime was much earlier now. Even though her wake-up time hadn't changed, her physical condition remained solid.

Ring ring ring!

Just as she had tucked herself under the blanket, her phone suddenly rang, making her open her eyes reluctantly.

She reached for her phone on the bedside table. Seeing Chika's name on the screen instantly cleared her head. She quickly picked up the call.

"Miss Fujiwara?"

"Hayasaka... do you have time?"

The tone was off. Alarm bells rang in Hayasaka's mind immediately.

"What happened?"

"Well... I ran into a problem... I need to find Amamiya..."

"I understand. I'll be there right away."

Without hesitation, she opened the Door.

At the same time, in the Fujiwara household, inside Chika's room, she was curled up, hugging herself and trembling.

At this moment, she didn't dare make any noise. That would only draw the attention of her parents, older sister, or younger sister. All she could do was shut the door and wait quietly.

The next second, a light appeared in the dark room. A round doorway opened in space, and Hayasaka stepped through it into the darkness.

Her night vision wasn't strong enough to see clearly, so she turned on her phone's flashlight and scanned the room. She quickly spotted Chika curled up in a corner.

It seemed the aftereffects Ren mentioned were worse than expected.

Hayasaka hurried over. She didn't shine the flashlight directly on Chika's face, but instead angled it to the side, casting a soft glow.

Hayasaka could clearly see Chika's face was filled with fear. Her condition was extremely serious.

"Miss Fujiwara."

Seeing Hayasaka arrive, the fear in Chika's eyes eased slightly. But she clung tightly to Hayasaka's pajamas with both hands.

"Hayasaka, I need to see Amamiya..."

"I'll take you."

Hayasaka didn't say anything else. She simply opened another space door and helped Chika through it. On the other side was Ren's home.

The moment Chika saw Ren through the space door, she looked like someone dying of thirst spotting an oasis. She immediately burst into tears and leapt toward him.

"Amamiya!"

Ren had just stepped out of the shower, with a towel around his waist, planning to head to his room to change into pajamas and rest.

But before he could even walk a few steps, the space door opened and Chika came rushing through, throwing herself into his arms.

Looking down at her clinging to him, Ren understood. The aftereffects were still hitting her hard.

He didn't resist. He gently stroked her hair and activated his soul-soothing ability to slowly calm her down.

As Ren comforted her, Chika's emotions gradually stabilized.

Maybe realizing how out of sorts she was, Chika lifted her head like a wounded puppy, her voice soft and pitiful.

"Amamiya..."

"It's okay. This isn't your fault."

What else could he say? Ren knew this wasn't something Chika could control. What she experienced had gone far beyond ordinary human cruelty.

He gently patted her head, trying to ease the turmoil in her heart.

(To be continued.)

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