Reincarnated as Itsuka Shido: Collecting Spirits as Lovers

"Wh-Who's clinging to you?!" Tohka snapped, quickly letting go of Origami's arm. Her face was red, whether from fear or embarrassment, or both. "I-It's just tight in here! Y-Yeah! The space is small, so we have to squeeze together to fit!"

Origami turned to her with a blank stare. "The passage is exactly 4.8643752 meters wide. It can comfortably fit at least seven people walking side by side."

Tohka's brain short-circuited. "Wh... huh? Wha—?"

Origami continued without blinking. "The probability of contact in a space this size is less than 12.438%. Just admit it, you're scared."

"Ughhh!" Tohka groaned, clutching her head as Origami's overly specific numbers flooded her mind. Her head started to spin. She wasn't built for math ambushes.

But before Origami could further fry her brain with decimal warfare, Tohka snapped out of it, just in time to see Origami's faint smirk. She was being provoked.

"I-I'm not afraid! If you don't believe me, I'll walk ahead of you!" Tohka declared with exaggerated confidence.

Before Origami could reply, Tohka marched forward with large, determined strides, putting some distance between them. However, despite her bold words, her legs visibly trembled with each step.

"Ghosts aren't real... ghosts aren't real... They're just humans in costumes... yeah, that's right!" she muttered to herself, repeating it like a mantra in a shaky voice.

Then, forcing a proud smirk onto her face, she turned her head back toward Origami and called out, "Haha! See? I'm not afraid at all!"

But the smile froze on her face the moment she realized something terrifying.