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Next, Kazuma successfully picked up Mikako.

As soon as she got in the car, she pouted: "Why is Tamamo here!"

"Do you have any opinions?" Tamamo asked softly.

Mikako: "That's great, I just thought Kazuma might not be happy if he had only me with him."

At this time, the driver looked back at the three of them and said, "Are you all seated securely? Then we are setting off. It may be a little bumpy."

Kazuma hurriedly warned: "We are not in a hurry, try to control it at a speed where we will not vomit."

"OK!" The driver gestured.

Then Kazuma turned to Mikako and said, "Are you a little too humble? You obviously have such good conditions, so be more confident and hold your head high."

"Apart from the fact that my breasts are bigger than Tamamo's, I don't have anything to be confident about, right?" Mikako scratched her head, "And the size of my breasts is actually hard to tell, and it's not as obvious a difference as Seiruru."

Kazuma: "Isn't it a little too much for you to bully Haruru?"

"She won't know. So, why did Tamamo appear? Isn't it just to steal my show?"

"Of course not. I called her here. After all, our next stop is Nan Shrine, which is a bit far from here. It's too troublesome to take the bus by ourselves."

Mikako said "Oh" and nodded repeatedly, but then thought of something again and asked, "Then why don't you call Honami?"

"She's going to the airport to get a knife." Kazuma had already prepared the answer.

"So now we exclude Honami and go to the Thousand Lights Festival? Great!" Mikako raised her hands in the air and cheered, "The three of us are in the back row, don't you feel crowded?"

Kazuma shook his head. His only dissatisfaction with the current situation was that he was sitting on the far left, giving Mikako the chance to hug him.

Seeing Kazuma shaking his head, Mikako shrugged: "Then I don't care, but Tamamo, can't you just rely on Kazuma and be fine? Are you going to retaliate against me afterwards?"

Tamamo smiled and said, "Just sit in the middle with peace of mind. After all, you are the protagonist tonight."

"Then you're welcome. So what are we looking for at the Thousand Lantern Festival?"

"We don't know either. It is said that people from Welfare Technology are going to test using preset scenarios to artificially induce kitsch at the festival."

Mikako tilted her head: "What to engrave?"

"Kitch."

"what is that?"

Kazuma thought about it seriously, it was really hard to explain this thing.

Mikako stared at Kazuma and murmured in a low voice: "Isn't this something very complicated? If it's difficult to understand with my IQ, you don't have to explain it."

Kazuma: "No, no, I'm just thinking about a quick and easy explanation. The so-called kitsch means...ah, rock lovers will go crazy when they hear the Beatles' songs. Some of them Actually, I don’t really like the Beatles that much, but they also rock their bodies crazily, which is called Kitsch.”

"Hey, that's it. Then what else are they trying to do? Why don't they just invite John Lennon over to sing?" Mikako asked with a puzzled look.

Kazuma: "They don't just want people to be crazy about a certain singer, they also want to do something even more terrifying."

Tamamo interjected and asked: "Like in "1984"?"

Although Zweig's book is called "1984", it was not actually published in 1984. It was published many years ago.

"Yes, that's it. The hatred in the book is actually a kind of kitsch. The ambition of welfare technology is not small."

Kazuma touched his chin, looking thoughtful.

"But I can't figure out how they would induce kitsch at a festival."

While he was mumbling to himself, he suddenly noticed that Mikako shrank back, as if she was about to merge with the back of the chair.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

Mikako shrugged: "What didn't I do? I just felt that you guys were going to discuss something very profound, and it would be bad if I interfered with you."

Kazuma sighed, raised his hand and flicked Mikako's forehead: "You, just keep your usual careless look. I like to see you jumping around so carelessly. The whole person's mood will improve accordingly. Let Tamamo and Honami embody attributes such as being sensible."

"Really?" Mikako asked cautiously, "Didn't you call Tamamo over because I messed up and disturbed your investigation, and then left me hanging at the meeting place for two hours?"

"No. I still want to apologize to you about this. I'm really sorry for keeping you dry for two hours."

Mikako rolled her eyes and returned to her usual sneaky expression: "Well, it turns out the fault is yours! Then you have to express your apology properly, but I can't feel the apology at all."

Kazuma gave a thumbs up: "Yes, that's right. This is the childhood sweetheart I'm familiar with."

"Be serious, we are discussing an apology." Mikako pushed Kazuma's shoulder, "Let me think about it, in order to express your apology, give me a deep French kiss."

Kazuma shook his head: "No, no, it looks like I'm taking advantage of you. Change it."

"Then...a hug?"

"The car is so crowded that I can't hug him or her."

Mikako made a dissatisfied sound and moved closer: "I suspect you don't want to express your apology at all, you are just perfunctory with me!"

Tamamo suddenly said: "After all, it is a fact that I made her wait for two hours. Just give her a hug."

Kazuma originally wanted to tease Mikako more, but after hearing what Tamamo said, he stretched out his arms, put his arms around Mikako's shoulders, and pulled her tightly into his arms.

Mikako lay on Kazuma's pectoralis major and laughed "Hey, hey, hey".

"Be more reserved and don't drool on my shirt." He Ma said.

"Be reserved and reserved. I'm very reserved today!" Mikako started to rub her cheek against Kazuma's chest. "I've wanted to do this for a long time. Oops, this button scratches my face. Why are there buttons here!"

"Because it's a shirt."

Mikako distanced herself and touched the red mark on her cheek. Judging by the depth of the mark, it seemed that it would not disappear within a quarter of an hour.

But Mikako immediately changed her mood. She turned to look at Tamamo: "Speaking of which, Tamamo, you are also an accomplice, right? You should also express your apology, right?"

"What, you want me to move to the passenger seat?"

"No, no, no, no, you can give me a hug too." Mikako said, opening her arms to Tamamo.

Because her wingspan is quite wide, it immediately shows that the space in the carriage is small.

Tamamo smiled and said, "Okay."

"Yeah!" Mikako hugged her and buried her face in Tamamo's chest.

Kazuma immediately showed an envious expression. Although he had tried the same thing before, but because he had tried it, he knew that the feeling was extraordinary.

This Mikako...

Kazuma sighed and looked out the window.

The mountain peak where Okusu Shrine is located can already be seen in the distance.