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pointed blades pushed against his chest.
    There were two magical girls standing in the doorway.
    More precisely, there were two girls dressed in costumes from the Ako samurai magical girl cartoon,
Tenchu Girls
. Looking closely, Rentaro could see that the weapons were toys called Stick Blades, fake swords that had magic-wand handles.
    “Are we really going to do it, Enju?” Tina, who was dressed as Tenchu Pink, said uncertainly.
    Enju, dressed as Tenchu Red, puffed her chest. “What are you saying? This will make those things called ‘men’ yours in a second. All right, Tina. Let’s do it just like we rehearsed.”



With a quiet, “Ready, set, go—!” the two girls turned flirtatious and announced in unison, “We’ll give your heart divine Tenchu punishment!”
    Everything Rentaro had worried about today seemed foolish all at once. That was right—Tina was sleeping over today.
    Rentaro put a floor cushion down next to the low table in the living room and sat down. Looking at the clock, he saw that it was past 7 p.m. He turned on the TV but was too concerned about the goings-on behind him to focus on it. In the kitchen, he saw the two girls excitedly swinging something shaped like a cotton swab.
    “We will cook today so that you should quietly be waited on, Rentaro!” It had been some time since Enju had sat him down and said that, earlier in the evening.
    It was not just because Rentaro’s usual spot in the kitchen had been taken that he was unable to sit calmly.
What is it with their clothes, anyway?
At his seated eye level, Rentaro saw two pieces of cloth that were so short they could barely be called skirts fluttering on their hips.
    Rentaro wasn’t sure who the target audience for the anime that mixed and matched Ako samurai and magical girls was, but it was probably the generation of innocent girls, with the addition of adults with impure spirits that could not be called innocent by any means. Rentaro got that feeling from the flashes of underwear he glimpsed under the skirts of Tenchu Red and Tenchu Pink.
    Rentaro put his hand in his chin, and before he knew it, he was staring at the cooking team. Tina’s face, covered in flour, was full of energy, unlike the soundly sleeping countenance she had this morning. Thanks to the Owl Factor in her body, she was extremely nocturnal. Who would believe that out of the 240,000 civil officer pairs in the world, she ranked in the top hundred? That she was an assassin who could hit a target over a kilometer away and deliver the finishing blow?
    In the midst of their hustling and bustling, a fragrant smellwafted toward him, and soon Enju and Tina returned to him with their hands under a large plate. Looking at the large dish placed on the table, Rentaro let out an involuntary sound of awe.
    It was a gigantic pizza that was almost extralarge. The rich smell of bubbling cheese covering a bright red layer of pizza sauce made his stomach growl. The toppings were simple, with just salami and mushroom. There was nothing to criticize about it.
    “Come, Rentaro. We made this with everything we have. Please eat it,” said Tina.
    Looking sideways at Tina, who was covered with flour from the dough, Rentaro brought a slice to his mouth. The full-bodied flavor of the slightly burnt parts of the cheese, along with the juices from the salami, seemed to mix with the dough to give it a crispy texture as the bite spread through his mouth.
    Enju and Tina didn’t blink as they stared sideways at Rentaro, giving a suggestive cough.
    “Yup, it’s good,” he said.
    “You think so?” Tina’s eyes crinkled as she smiled.
    Rentaro laughed teasingly as he gave Enju a sideways glance. “You get especially high points for not adding honey cake or steamed cheese bread into the crust.”
    The girl leaped to her feet. “I-I know not to add that now!”
    “Enju, you want to feed that kind of food to Rentaro?” Tina sighed.
    Rentaro turned to face Tina. “No, it’s just that the girls