As Krishna wandered around, he picked up a lot of useful information about the latest trends. He learned which manga and anime were currently popular and discovered the upcoming game releases. He was particularly intrigued to find out that VR technology in this world was highly advanced, with a new headset similar to SAO (Sword Art Online) set to be released soon.

Hearing about the new VR headset and comparing it to the SAO gaming headset, Krishna couldn't shake the feeling that it might also be a potential death trap. However, he realized he might be mistaken, and that the government in this world likely had strict laws and regulations to prevent such dangers. For now, there was nothing he could do but stay informed and hopeful that the authorities would ensure safety.

As the time for the results arrived, Krishna returned to the venue to collect his prize money. As expected, he won first prize, which came with the $5000 he was eager to claim. However, things took a turn when one of the judges, renowned for their high achievements in the art world, approached him. To Krishna's surprise, the judge earnestly begged him to participate in the upcoming art exhibition competition, making the situation a bit more complicated.

Krishna felt a deep sense of guilt knowing how much effort and dedication others had put into their art. He had only sought the prize money and didn't want to deprive anyone of their chance to shine. Despite his reluctance, the judges were insistent. This forced him to use his Trump Card.

Currently sitting in a lurxy car with Misaki and Misumi. Krishna has an embarrassed face this is his tump card to call help. He could have left ruthlessly with just prize money but he can't play with those artist chance. After all he beleved the teachings of Lord Krishna that a person can never escape his karma.

Misumi and Misaki sat in the car, examining Krishna's painting. Even though neither of them was particularly skilled in the art field, they could both recognize why the judges had reacted so strongly. They understood that Krishna's painting was a masterpiece.

"Did you create this with your gadget?" Misumi asked, a hint of surprise in her voice.

"Well, yes," Krishna replied.

"Oh, can you really achieve this kind of result with the gadget?" Misumi inquired, intrigued.

"Well, my gadget can paint anything beautiful, but you have to imagine and infuse it with emotion yourself," Krishna explained proudly.

Misumi's red eyes flashed with a strange light, and her eyebrows slightly lifted in surprise and intrigue.

Misaki looked at the painting and listened to Krishna's explanation of the gadget, nodding with her usual calm expression. After all, it wasn't as bizarre as bouncing rockets.

After reaching the mansion and settling into the living room, which was as spacious as his entire orphanage, Misumi took the initiative to ask Krishna about his future plans.

"Well, with this prize money, I plan to rent a studio apartment here in Alora and then find a part-time job," Krishna said.

Hearing this, Misaki replied sharply, "Without a legal guardian, no one will rent a studio apartment to you."

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Krishna was troubled by Misaki's comment. In this country, while a person could get married or find a job at 16, they still needed a guardian to rent an apartment. He was determined not to return to an orphanage in this world, making his situation even more challenging.

"Well, I can help you with all of this," Misumi suddenly offered, surprising both Krishna and Misaki.

Krishna was astonished, as they had only known each other for a day, yet Misumi had already helped him so much and was still willing to offer more assistance. Misaki, on the other hand, was surprised by Misumi's sudden decision, which was unexpected and not part of their prior discussion.

"Really, Misumi, thanks a lot. You're really a lifesaver," Krishna said with a big smile.

Seeing his smile, Misumi's heart seemed to beat faster, a reaction she hadn't fully anticipated.

"Calling 'milady' directly—Misumi, you have some balls," Krishna said, feeling the room temperature drop.

"HAHA, sorry... In my place, using first names is common, especially between friends," Krishna explained with a sheepish smile.

Hearing his word Misumi was stunned and then his face started to burn red. Misaki just looked him bit long and then at her only true friend Misumi.

After calming down, Misumi offered Krishna a free rental house to stay in, but Krishna politely declined.

"Even if we are friends, I don't want to leech off you," he said.

Misumi discussed the situation for a while and then offered Krishna a studio apartment at $1000 per month, which was much cheaper and better than the options he had seen earlier. She explained that the entire community belonged to her family.

"You're really a savior, Misumi. If not for you, I'd be in a much worse place right now," Krishna said, his gratitude evident.

"HA HA, please stop it, Krishna," Misumi replied, her reserved demeanor softening as they began to have a more normal conversation.

However, just as the two were settling into their moment, Misaki cut in with her sharp, sword-like words, bringing a swift end to their private bubble.

"Milady, it's time for your piano class," Misaki announced, her tone cutting through the moment.

Krishna gave her a hard gaze, then turned to Misumi and said, "Well, it seems that's it, then."

Misumi got ready to leave but paused and asked, "Do you want to go to school?"

Krishna looked at her, puzzled. "Going to school?"

Nodding, Misumi explained, "Yes, I don't know about your world, but here, every normal person goes to school."

Krishna was interested in going to school and experiencing it, but he was reluctant to trouble Misumi further.

Seeing Krishna's hesitation, Misumi said, "If you go to my school, I can ask for your help with a few things."

"But this is your choice. Feel free to decide, and I'll wait for your answer tomorrow." With that, she left him to ponder the decision.

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As Misumi sat in the car, she noticed Misaki looking at her with a curious expression. Misumi herself was unsure why she had made those decisions. She didn't have a clear answer, even to herself, about why she had offered Krishna the chance to go to school or how she had come to this point.

"Misumi, why do you trust him so much?" Misaki asked, but this time her tone was different—less like a servant asking a question and more like a friend seeking understanding.

"Misaki, I don't..." Misumi began, but her hesitation and the genuine uncertainty in her voice revealed her kindness.

"It's fine, but why would you invite him to join your school?" Misaki pressed.

Misumi became stiff, struggling to articulate her reasons. Even to herself, she couldn't fully explain why she felt compelled to offer Krishna the chance to join her school. It felt like a desire to spend more time with him, but she struggled to put that into words.

"That's my plan—to better control him," Misumi said, deciding to give a more practical explanation. But Misaki was not easily convinced.

"Anyways, he seems like a nice person with high moral standards. Even with such power, he acts like a normal person," Misumi added with a smile, recalling how Krishna had fought so passionately for someone else's chance, even at the risk of embarrassing himself.

"Oh well, you're right," Misaki said, also smiling at the thought.

Misumi, gazing out of the car window, reflected on how she could never be quite like Krishna.