On the rooftop in the afternoon, a breeze lightly brushed the girl's soft hair... Kanjuro and Reika Kitami sat side by side in the shade. Kitami lowered her head shyly, holding her bento, her heart beating uneasily.
Kanjuro, however, naturally picked up his chopsticks and tasted the bento she had meticulously prepared.
"Kitami, the bento you made is really delicious. Did you prepare it specifically for me?" Kanjuro asked, looking directly into her eyes.
Kitami's cheeks flushed like cherry blossoms: "It's the first time I've met someone as straightforward as Kanjuro-kun..."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because we've only known each other for less than a day, yet Kanjuro-kun doesn't think this is too presumptuous at all..." Her voice grew softer, carrying the typical bashfulness of a young girl.
Kanjuro laughed inwardly.
A gentle and lovely girl like Kitami was always targeted by other girls' jealousy and exclusion precisely because of her outstanding looks and gentle temperament.
And he only needed to use his usual method—disregarding her past, not fearing those who bullied her, and naturally staying by her side to protect her—to easily win her heart.
However, now was not yet the best time to close the net.
"Because I feel a special connection with Classmate Kitami." Kanjuro gazed at her with those deep amber eyes, a charming light flowing in their depths, "And, I want to protect Classmate Kitami."
"Kanjuro-kun, is that true?" Kitami's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Just then, Kanjuro suddenly pulled her into his arms, gently pinning her against the iron railing of the rooftop.
Kitami lost herself for a moment, letting his warm lips cover hers.
The girl's faint scent lingered at the tip of his nose—completely different from the mature allure of Morimoto Reina.
Kanjuro was particularly enchanted by this youthful innocence; her gently rising chest and slender waist made his heart flutter.
After the kiss, Kitami felt her mind go blank.
She should have pushed him away, but she gradually softened under his affectionate gaze.
Kanjuro continued to lightly stroke her back, leading her to a secluded spot in the corner of the rooftop.
Kitami was so shy that her earlobes were flushed crimson, and tears even glistened in the corners of her eyes.
She was prepared to give herself completely, but she was surprised to find that Kanjuro made no further moves.
"Just holding you like this is enough for me," Kanjuro whispered in her ear, his voice heartbreakingly tender.
He meticulously straightened her slightly disheveled clothes. Kitami gazed dazedly at his handsome profile, a sweet tremor surging in her heart.
"I thought Kanjuro-kun would..."
"I feel such a sacred thing should be saved for marriage," Kanjuro said, feigning restraint. This perfectly matched all of Kitami's fantasies about an ideal partner.
She completely fell for this seemingly pure tenderness.
Little did she know, Kanjuro deliberately preserved her innocence for a deeper reason... In the evening, the setting sun cast its afterglow across the Principal's Office.
As soon as Kanjuro pushed the door open, Morimoto Reina eagerly rushed into his arms.
Today, she wore a well-tailored business suit that hugged her curvaceous figure.
Kanjuro sighed softly, locked the door, and after satisfying her desires, gently lifted her delicate chin.
"Tell me, what is the background of the Mysterious Studies Research Society and Takashiro Hiroko?"
Morimoto Reina wanted to continue, but Kanjuro pushed her away at the right moment.
This action only made her more infatuated. She replied softly, "Takashiro Hiroko is the Vice President of the Research Society. Their headquarters is in the old school building and has been there for some years."
"Who is the founder of the Research Society?"
"Their President." Morimoto Reina knelt before Kanjuro and handed him a photograph.
In the photo, Kitami was gently feeding a stray dog, her eyes as pure as fresh snow.
"What does this photo tell me?" Kanjuro raised an eyebrow.
"If the clever Kanjuro-kun can't guess, you'll have to compensate me well~" Morimoto Reina's eyes were seductive, and her slender fingers lightly traced his arm.
Kanjuro chuckled.
"For such a kind and pure girl to be ostracized, someone must be manipulating things in the dark." He sat elegantly on Morimoto Reina's soft waist, watching her worshipful gaze, and continued his analysis, "That woman secretly loved Kitami but was rejected. Kitami also didn't favor her during the Student Council vote, leading to love turning into hatred. Seeing someone so gentle even to stray dogs, yet unwilling to grant that tenderness to herself, she went mad with jealousy. Am I right?"
"Absolutely correct," Morimoto Reina praised him sincerely.
Kanjuro's precise control over human psychology was the trait that fascinated her the most.
Kanjuro continued his movements while sinking into contemplation.
An hour later, he calmly tidied his clothes and left the office, heading toward Takashiro Hiroko's dormitory.
The truth was about to surface.
The only thing that puzzled him was why the President of the Mysterious Studies Research Society hadn't used the power of the dark bible?
Perhaps Takashiro Hiroko could provide the answer.
He suddenly recalled the Hebrew text Takashiro had written in her notebook and made a detour to the computer room to look up the translation:
"Sacrifice to the darkness, let the fierce fire burn, with tentacles of blood, awaken the ancient god."
Kanjuro quietly recited the incantation, but nothing unusual occurred.
At this moment, Takashiro Hiroko was preparing to bathe in her dormitory.
Warm water flowed over her graceful curves, her exquisite body faintly visible through the steaming mist.
She involuntarily thought of Kanjuro, whom she had met during the day, recalling his handsome face and mysterious demeanor. Perhaps because she had silently recited those incantations too many times, her body produced a strange reaction. She fell into a hazy illusion, and a faint white mist rose from her skin... Just then, a light knock on the door broke the evening tranquility.
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