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As night fell, enveloping the city in its cloak of darkness, artificial lights flickered on one by one, transforming the landscape into a shimmering constellation. Car headlights traced luminous streaks through the streets like fireflies lost in an ocean of shadows.
Akira lay on his back, eyes closed, at the edge of the rooftop. The night breeze gently caressed his face, carrying distant echoes of the city below. Beside him, Yumi sat with her gaze fixed on the horizon, her Byakugan eyes scanning the distance with sharp precision.
The silence between them was soothing, almost meditative. Only the rustling wind and the faint murmur of cars below disturbed the tranquility.
Suddenly, a soft gust of wind stirred, lifting Akira and Yumi's hair as if whispering a barely audible message. Akira slowly opened his eyes and sat up, his gaze shifting toward the door—more precisely, toward where Elysia was.
"It's time," Akira declared, his voice cutting through the night's silence.
In one fluid motion, they stood, their silhouettes stark against the ink-black sky. Without a word, they leaped into the void, their bodies slicing through the air as they soared above the city. The lights below twinkled like a carpet of earthly stars stretching endlessly.
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Meanwhile, Elysia stood alone in one of the medical rooms. Facing a large mirror, she wore nothing but a seductive black lace lingerie set—a thong and a bra. Slowly, she slipped on a pristine white shirt, fastening the buttons from the bottom up, deliberately leaving the last one undone to reveal a teasing glimpse of her plunging cleavage.
As she studied her reflection, her fingers brushed her cheek—the exact spot where Akira had touched her earlier. His words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain:
*"I'm the one asking the questions."* His intense, emotionless gaze lingered in her thoughts.
Shaking her head to dispel the troubling images, Elysia hastily pulled on her tight black jeans. Just as she was adjusting them, a familiar voice spoke up behind her.
"From here, the view is truly magnificent."
Whirling around, Elysia found Akira leaning casually against the wall, an enigmatic smile on his lips. Yumi sat on the bed, her expression unreadable.
Elysia's cheeks burned under Akira's appreciative gaze. Instinctively, she tightened the towel around herself, trying to preserve some modesty despite the fact that Akira had clearly watched her dress.
"W-what are you doing here? No—how long have you been there?" she stammered, her voice trembling with embarrassment.
"From the beginning," Akira replied smoothly, his tone dripping with allure. "It was quite the feast. Your body is absolutely exquisite."
He paused, his smile widening.
*Hmm… she was looking at the spot I touched,* Akira thought. "Seems like you enjoyed it," he murmured suggestively.
Elysia's face flushed even deeper under his intense stare. The air in the room grew heavy, charged with an almost electric tension.
Akira stepped closer until mere inches separated them. His breath against her skin sent shivers down her spine. Slowly, he raised his hand, brushing his fingers along her cheek before his thumb lingered on her parted lips. Elysia shuddered at the contact, electrified despite herself.
She swallowed hard, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. Caught between embarrassment, confusion, and an inexplicable attraction, she barely managed to whisper,
"W-what do you want from me?"
"Nothing too complicated," Akira replied. "We just need you to host us during our stay and cover our expenses—whether for shopping or food."
"I… I understand," Elysia murmured, her voice barely audible.
Akira leaned in closer, his warm breath tickling her ear as he whispered,
*"Mmm, you're so beautiful, Elysia…"*
He let out a soft chuckle, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Gently, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, letting his fingers trail down her cheek.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" he murmured, his breath sending another shiver through her.
Elysia's pulse raced, her heart hammering. She stammered incoherently as Akira twirled a lock of her hair around his finger before leaning in, his nose brushing her neck as he inhaled her scent. He lifted his head, his gaze locking onto hers—only for Elysia to lower her eyes in shyness, her cheeks burning.
Suddenly, a knock at the door shattered the moment.
"Miss Elysia, your belongings are ready. You may return home now," a voice called from outside.
Elysia immediately pushed Akira away, breathless. Grabbing a nearby towel, she hurried to the door, opening it just enough to peek her head out.
"T-thank you…" she replied timidly, avoiding eye contact.
Once the person left, she quickly shut the door, her heart still racing. She finished dressing, carefully avoiding Akira's gaze, too flustered by what had just happened.
Yumi, still seated on the bed, watched the scene with fascination, her eyes alight with silent amusement.
Once fully dressed, Elysia grabbed her bag and addressed Akira, her cheeks still flushed.
"L-let's go now. Wait for me outside—it's too risky if the hunters see you here."
Without waiting for a response, she hurried out of the room, her heart still pounding from Akira's teasing.
Left alone with Yumi, Akira couldn't help but smirk, amused by Elysia's reaction.
"It's fascinating. In all these years, I've never taken the time to observe these inferior beings… but upon closer inspection, they're not so different from us."
With a sly grin, he added, "You should thank me for showing you such a sight."
He then walked to the closet and pulled out an outfit identical to Elysia's.
"You should wear this," he said, tossing it to Yumi.
Without a word, she began undressing in front of the mirror, revealing her collarbone and voluptuous curves in a red-and-black bra.
Though captivated, Akira chose not to linger, slipping into the adjacent room instead.
Ten minutes later, they were both ready, dressed in outfits matching Elysia's, and exited the same way they had entered.
*******
Elysia drove out of the camp in a sleek black Audi RS5. The headlights pierced the night as she navigated the winding road, the engine roaring with each acceleration. Taking a sharp left turn, she spotted Akira and Yumi in a dimly lit alley. She slowed to a stop in front of them, the tires lightly screeching against the asphalt.
"G-get in," she said, carefully avoiding Akira's gaze.
Slowly, Akira and Yumi emerged from the shadows. The city lights reflected off Akira's half-unbuttoned black shirt, revealing glimpses of his toned chest. Having found no suitable shoes, he wore his own. Yumi, meanwhile, wore an outfit similar to Elysia's, accentuating her slender figure.
With an elegant motion, Akira opened the rear door for Yumi. She slid in, exchanging a brief glance with him before settling into the leather seat. Akira closed the door, circled the car, and took the front passenger seat.
"Let's go," he said coolly, resting his hand under his chin as he gazed at the passing nightscape.
Elysia drove toward her apartment, stealing occasional glances at Akira, who pretended not to notice, lost in thought.
The car sped through the streets, the surrounding lights twinkling like stars. Despite the global state of emergency, people laughed and enjoyed themselves, savoring every moment. In the darkness, hunters lurked, their silhouettes barely visible.
The urban scenery was breathtaking. Skyscrapers towered majestically, their illuminated facades creating a kaleidoscope of colors. Neon signs from shops and restaurants added vibrancy to the streets. Pedestrians strolled by, some arm in arm, others rushing to their destinations. Everyone wore a mask of carefree indifference, seeking even a brief escape from their troubled world.
"Beautiful," Yumi murmured, wide-eyed at the dazzling cityscape.
Still seated in the same position, Akira spoke.
"Tell me—do you have anything documenting this world's major events?" he asked.
Yumi shot them a curious look. Elysia hesitated before rummaging through her bag.
"Y-yes, I think so…" She handed him an iPad.
Akira took it and powered it on effortlessly, surprising Yumi, who remained silent, watching intently.
Focused, Akira scrolled through the events, his fingers gliding across the screen with ease. Suddenly, he stopped at an image that caught his attention.
"Tell me about this event," he said, showing it to Elysia.
When she turned to look, her eyes widened, a shadow of sorrow crossing her face.
"That event is considered the most significant in world history," she said gravely. "And that creature you see is Belthegus, the demonic dragon."
At those words, Yumi's previously detached interest sharpened instantly.
As for Akira, an enigmatic smile curled on his lips—as if he had just found his prey.
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