With enhanced physical fitness, plus various odd skills and stats, Yuu became extremely sensitive to gazes, like a girl in a miniskirt without spats.
But since usually center of attention, he was accustomed. Of course, he wouldn't suddenly turn DIO-pose grabbing necks just because passersby glanced.
Even if someone mesmerized by handsomeness stared multiple times, unless acquaintance or too sharp gaze, Yuu instinctively ignored to avoid growing neurotic.
And now, coincidentally one of those two situations—wait, both?
Alert movement halted. Yuu eyed stair corner. Nearly transparent silver hair flashed in vision. Reaction quick. Hid immediately after Yuu noticed.
Though all three silver-haired, the girls he knew had slight color differences.
Sister Kasugano Sora: grayish silver. Junior Tachibana Kanade: snow silver. Ex Natsukawa Masuzu: transparent silver.
Clearly, the peeper who quickly fled downstairs after caught was Masuzu who tried forced kiss yesterday.
"This person, already targeting me..." Yuu couldn't help clicking tongue.
Compared to Haruno in prior mission, if Masuzu realized something and stuck, everything more troublesome—different class, more time, closer distance observe. Even actively cause school issues.
For now, just peeping fine. Yuu could pretend unaware. If someday Masuzu caused life-disrupting trouble for truth...
Then only remove pity and regret, warn mercilessly.
"Ignore for now. Decided not to care about them."
Shaking head, sighing, discarded issue from mind, focused on goal ahead.
Using Micro Presence Adjustment to minimize existence, Yuu stood outside Committee Room, casually leaned corridor wall hands in pockets.
Through window, not staring committee chair girl, but casually observed whole room.
After minimizing detection risk, Yuu began peeping Yukino.
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Club Building, Rooftop.
Kasumigaoka Utaha set down binoculars. Bit red bean bun, sipped milk.
"Indeed, red bean bread and milk essential for stalking."
Satisfied sigh, but shivered from cold rooftop wind. Quickly wrapped in coat and scarf.
"But this person too sensitive. Even deliberate long distance, still sensed attention... Non-dense protagonists popular now?"
Muttering, Utaha recalled black notebook. Heart urged open, see recent thoughts.
But sealed on home bookshelf. Before truly return and open, curiosity faded in cold wind.
Calmed. Hugged knees, chin on black-stockinged knees. Beautiful brows furrowed slightly. Expression serene.
"After observe bit more, meet directly... Very possible he knows about notebook."
Though temporarily harmless, notebook appearing in room—no matter discard or burn—cursed object. Couldn't ignore.
Simultaneously, Utaha curious—who this junior? Why involved in his oddities?
"If smooth, material for volume four~"
Thinking, couldn't hold slightly fanatic, oddly hopeful smile.
Then...
"Achoo!"
Loud sneeze. Hugging arms, shivering, Utaha packed quickly. Hurried down rooftop shivering.
"Why imitate others peeping on rooftop? Freezing half to death..."
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Cultural Festival Exec Office.
Heavy, silent air. All heads down, own tasks.
"Where personnel coordination, media promo, accounting audit members?"
Holding progress sheet, Yukino found lacks in check. Cold voice—not loud, not soft—echoed room.
Meeting room not large, but fewer timely attendees made it feel empty.
Asked short-haired girl first left seat. Surname Okuda. Handled personnel coord, records. Most serious committee member besides her.
"Uh, Chair..." Fingers stopped keyboard. Okuda awkward but polite smile. Helplessly: "Most absent today. Rest maybe come later?"
"Absent? Why not tell me?" Yukino frowned. Expression colder: "If all habitually late, when work finish on time?"
(Because you're unfeeling. No one wants contact personally, know...)
Not voicing heart, Okuda sighed. Opened chat history, handed phone.
"Just got rep message... Well, at least informing now."
Yukino took, viewed. Absences similar reasons. Class matters handle. Anyway, committee smooth, one-day off no issue.
But many absent last week too, delayed overall. Not chaotic yet, buffer time nearly gone. More issues for other teams.
Anyway, today's tasks—if absentees don't come—others handle. If all busy, piles on Yukino. She'd handle alone.
"Chair, this unsustainable. Use threats?" Okuda cautiously eyed expressionless Yukino: "Like, late or frequent absents, report teachers, make apology letters etc..."
"...No need." Yukino thought. Returning phone: "Tell group each team send someone responsible. Else Committee can't run. All lazy accountable."
"Eh? This soft okay..."
"Lazy prefer whipped dead than move. Just inform laziness consequences. Whether come, depends if truly want this Festival. Don't want threaten work." Soft sigh, gaze cold calm. Cold sneer: "Even force such, results poor. Conversely, not coming improves final quality."
"But Chair, really short-staff..." Okuda scratched head. Honestly messaged group, sighed: "Those three teams have today's work too? Others full. Even baseball bat force, can't like me..."
"..."
Viewing docs, Yukino silent. Bit lip, struggled slightly.
Soon, sigh escaped. Raised eyes. Firmer expression. Seriously ordered: "Tell lates come ASAP. Till then, I handle some media promo, accounting audit."
"Eh, Chair, your work enough?" Okuda tugged lip wordless. Worried complain: "Not iron man. All on shoulders bad for Committee and you..."
"Fine. Can handle this level." Firm unchanged. Eyed Okuda. Tone softened: "Personnel coord, still trouble you."
"Ah, this..."
Scratching head, Okuda eyed unprocessed computer pile. Cute face wrinkled like bitter leaf swallower.
Just confused reject or accept, grit teeth, anxious.
*SLAM!*
Yuu pushed door fast.
"Report, your external aid arrived!"
"..." Yukino froze.
Okuda startled, then clapped realized.
"Ah, Chair's boyfriend!"
Before voice opinion on sudden intruder, Yukino glared. Face faintly red.
"Who...!"
Wanted say, but stopped opening mouth.
(...Seems, can't deny?)