Shuo raised his hand, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and flicked Kotori square on the forehead.
Smack!
Kotori flew backward, landing hard in her seat with a thud.
"Thanks for the hospitality, little Kotori," Shuo said with a lingering, exaggerated sigh of satisfaction.
Kotori's eyes blazed, cheeks tinged red. She was ready to launch herself at Shuo again, but Shiori caught her just in time, holding her back from round two.
"Hmph! Since Shiori-nee asked, I'll let you off this time!" Kotori snapped, crossing her arms and pouting.
With the chaos settled, Kotori fixed Shuo with a serious look.
"You're… different. I can tell you're not a Spirit, but you can use the same Angel as the Princess. Mind telling us who you really are—and what you want?"
Everyone in the control room perked up, ears straining for the answer. Even the usually airheaded Reine's blue eyes flickered with curiosity and calculation.
After all, this guy—no one knew where he came from, what he could do, or what he wanted. Yet he seemed to know everything about them.
Shuo smiled, voice layered with meaning.
"First off, I'm not exactly human. Not a Spirit, either. Second, I know all about you—yes, even the whole 'sealing Spirits' business."
He said it so casually, as if the world's secrets were just trivia to him.
In this little Date A Live universe, he could erase everything with a thought. Threats? Please.
His words dropped like a stone into a pond—silence rippled through the room. Nobody knew how to react.
Except Reine. Her gaze sharpened.
Not human… not Spirit… then what is he?
Shuo leaned in, lowering his voice theatrically.
"You know, I have a noble dream…"
A noble dream? Everyone leaned forward, curiosity piqued.
But the more he spoke, the less noble it sounded.
When you stripped away the flowery language, his "dream" was basically:
He liked Spirit girls, wanted to kidnap them all home, and make them his wives.
He dressed it up with grand speeches and "higher purpose," but nobody was fooled.
Noble dream?
Yeah, right.
The command crew stared at him like he'd grown a second head. Kotori didn't even bother to hide her look of utter contempt.
But then, Kotori caught a detail that made her sit up straight.
"You… you can seal Spirits too?!"
Shuo nodded, unbothered.
A sly smile curled on Kotori's lips.
"In that case, I think we have plenty to talk about—maybe even cooperate."
Shuo knew exactly what she meant, and it suited him just fine. The negotiations went smoothly:
He'd help seal Spirits; Kotori would provide him with a legal identity, a place to live, and intel.
Shiori, for her part, looked like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
As a girl, pretending to be a boy, dating and kissing Spirits—it was all a bit much. Now, with Shuo around, she could finally retire from the "crossdressing Spirit-sealer" business.
What Kotori didn't realize was that she assumed Shuo's sealing ability worked just like Shiori's—requiring affection, a kiss, the whole romantic routine.
She had no idea Shuo could erase a Spirit's power outright, no strings attached.
Meanwhile, Reine's blue eyes flashed with concern.
Originally, her plan was for Shiori to seal the Spirits and become her equal. Now, she'd have to recalculate.
But for Kotori, the only thing that mattered was that a guy sealing Spirits would be way less awkward than her sister doing it.
That night, Shuo moved into his new home—Kotori's place.
The Next Morning
Raizen High School buzzed with the sound of the bell. Students shuffled to their seats as Teacher Tama took the podium.
"Quiet down, everyone! We have a new student joining us today."
Instead of calming down, the class erupted with chatter.
"A new student? Hope it's a cute girl!"
"Nah, I want a hot guy—someone with that dangerous, bad-boy vibe!"
"Yeah, right—keep dreaming…"
"QUIET! Everyone, settle down!"
Tama's voice finally cut through the chaos.
Once the room quieted, she looked toward the door.
"Please come in and introduce yourself."
Shuo strolled in, unhurried, flashing a smile as he stepped up to the podium.
"Hey, everyone. I'm Shuo Nangong."
He kept it short, but the smile and charisma did all the work—half the girls in class were already swooning.
He picked a "normal" seat—next to Shiori, with the stone-faced Origami Tobiichi sitting just behind.
No sooner had he sat down than Shiori leaned over, eyes full of confusion.
"Um… Shuo-kun, why are you here at school? Kotori didn't mention anything yesterday."
Shuo grinned, launching into his story.
"Well, here's what happened…"
He'd been deep in dreamland when, out of nowhere, his stomach, head, and just about every other body part were assaulted.
He forced his eyes open to find a pink twin-tailed loli—Kotori—bouncing on top of him, muttering,
"Hentai… pervert… get up already!"
And as he blinked awake, he was greeted by a perfect view of pink triangle-patterned panties. His morning was off to a great start.
Unable to resist, Shuo grabbed her tiny foot, pulled her into his arms, and gave her a good dose of "big brother affection."
Kotori, refusing to be outdone, bit his neck—hard.
That finally woke him up. Kotori declared he was going to school today. Shuo flatly refused.
Him? The guy who could destroy worlds? Go to school?
What a joke.
But when Kotori promised there'd be a swimsuit show—lots of beautiful girls in bikinis—Shuo's attitude changed instantly.
"As students, it's our sacred duty to attend school. How could I possibly skip?" he'd declared, face full of righteous conviction.
Kotori just rolled her eyes all the way to the front gates.
Shiori listened to the whole story in silence, then finally sighed,
"As expected of you, Shuo-kun…"
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