The sunset glow shone through the paper doors of the Tea Ceremony Club, casting warm light spots on the floor.
Kanjuro sat lazily on the Tatami mat. Yuigahama Yui was kneeling before him, her red lips slightly parted, carefully attending to him.
Her pink long hair cascaded like a waterfall, and she occasionally raised her watery eyes to steal a glance at Kanjuro's expression.
Beside her, Yukinoshita Yukino had given up all resistance, her Kimono loosely spread open, revealing her fair, fragrant shoulder.
She closed her eyes resignedly, allowing Kanjuro's fingers to roam over her smooth skin.
The two women nestled against Kanjuro, one on the left and one on the right, like a pair of tamed Muzhu.
Kanjuro, however, carelessly flipped through the Dossiers in his hand. Each page contained photographs of stunning women that Morimoto Reina had gathered for him.
His gaze lingered on the photo of a silver-haired woman—Zenjou Aoi. Her smooth silver hair flowed like moonlight, and her features were as delicate as a doll's.
Turning the page, Eri Kisaki, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, came into view. Her tall figure was wrapped in a strict professional suit, yet it couldn't conceal her graceful curves.
On another photo, the woman from the Kasugano Family had a face extremely similar to Sora's. Her silver-white hair made her look like a forest elf.
The most striking was a black-haired girl, whose surname was marked as "Aozaki" on the dossier.
She was wearing traditional Magician attire, and her eyes held a mysterious, unfathomable light, as if she came from another world.
Of course, there was also Fujimine Yukiko, the high school model who dreamed of becoming an international superstar. Her photo exuded youthful vitality, seemingly out of place with this strange dossier.
The Morimoto Financial Group used all sorts of methods—money, resources, connections, and even exploited their respective interests—to lure all these women to the Occult Research Society's ritual activity scheduled for the day after tomorrow.
Kanjuro gently stroked Yukinoshita Yukino's smooth back, while his other hand pinched Yuigahama Yui's chin and placed a kiss on her lips: "The day after tomorrow, both of you will accompany me to the Occult Research Society."
"Is that Takashiro-san's club?"
Yuigahama Yui asked excitedly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
The thought of sharing Kanjuro with other women gave her an inexplicable thrill.
Kanjuro nodded in silent agreement.
Yukinoshita Yukino gazed at him faintly, her Kimono collar slightly open: "I agree, Kanjuro. It is precisely because I love you that I accept this request. I don't know what you are plotting, but I hope you won't deceive me."
"Mm." Kanjuro's reply remained cold, as if her sincerity was insignificant.
The next day at noon, Kanjuro stepped into the Morimoto Financial Group office, but was stunned by the sight before him.
The room was a mess, files were scattered everywhere, and Morimoto Reina was slumped behind the desk, her face pale.
"What happened?" Kanjuro asked coldly.
"Master, something big has happened." Morimoto Reina looked up, her eyes filled with panic.
"My sister is returning in a week. When that happens, my current power will be completely stripped, and she will be the family's true head."
"No matter. You still have a week of usefulness."
Kanjuro roughly pinned her against the wall, his fingers mercilessly stroking her cheek, and then began a fierce assault.
"Kanjuro, will you abandon me when I'm no longer useful?" she asked sadly, her voice trembling.
"I'll consider it," Kanjuro smiled playfully.
Morimoto Reina immediately started frantically pleasing him, terrified of losing this last reliance.
"In short, all those women are going to the Old School Building's basement tonight, right?" Kanjuro asked with a wicked smile.
"Yes," Morimoto Reina gasped in reply. "It took us quite a bit of effort."
"Such as?" Kanjuro's movements didn't stop.
"That aloof woman, Eri Kisaki, I only piqued her interest by using the bait of improving her learning ability and understanding occult knowledge," Morimoto Reina said brokenly.
"Fujimine Yukiko dreams of becoming an international star and needs connections and resources, so we catered to her preferences."
"Good, continue."
"The girl named Misaka is very interested in mathematics. We promised to hire the best math and science teachers for her, which is how we tricked her into coming."
"You really are clever."
Kanjuro praised her while continuing his actions.
He was very satisfied that Morimoto Reina had lured every woman using different methods.
"Tonight should be a spectacular gathering," Kanjuro anticipated inwardly.
In the evening, Kanjuro wore a Black Trench Coat, followed by Yuigahama Yui and Yukinoshita Yukino.
Neither of the women understood why Kanjuro wanted to bring them to the Occult Research Society.
"Kanjuro, you're not planning to do anything to us, are you?"
Yukinoshita Yukino asked nervously. She had heard the Occult Research Society was not a good place.
"How could I? Why would I hurt you?" Kanjuro smiled wickedly, wrapping his arm around her slender waist. Yukinoshita Yukino obediently nestled into his embrace.
Takashiro Hiroko led the way, reminding him in a low voice: "Kanjuro, the scale of tonight's ritual is so large, are you sure the President will be satisfied?"
"Who knows? But everyone coming tonight is an influential figure; at least it will give her something to look forward to."
The President has been searching for a suitable person who can awaken the dark bible but has never succeeded.
And tonight is truly a gathering of elites, as almost all the mothers of anime heroines are present.
Upon reaching the entrance, a group of stunning women, each with a unique charm, had already been waiting for a long time.
Misaka Mirei, wearing a white lab coat, curiously looked at the atmosphere surrounding the Occult Research Society, muttering to herself: "The Yin Energy is so heavy, why exactly did they call me here? If they hadn't promised to provide me with the best math and science study resources, I wouldn't have come."
On the other side, the black-haired woman wearing Magician attire involuntarily fixed her gaze on Kanjuro.
She frowned slightly, whispering to herself: "What intense magical aura. A genius naturally suited for cultivating magic, but sadly, he has missed the optimal age for learning."
Kanjuro heard her whisper and stepped forward with a smile to strike up a conversation: "May I ask who you are?"
"Me?" The woman turned elegantly.
"Aozaki Sakuya. I came merely out of curiosity. If I hadn't come to investigate personally, I would have refused."
She comes from the Aozaki Family, a famous magic lineage considered heretical by the Magic Association, and is one of Japan's few Spiritual Vein Administrators.
As the successor to a Sorceress, she could keenly sense the unusual aura emanating from Kanjuro.
Not far away, Eri Kisaki, wearing glasses, stood with the famous high school model Fujimine Yukiko. The evening breeze made them feel a little cold.
"This place is really creepy," Fujimine Yukiko said nervously, rubbing her arms. "Eri, do you think there might be danger here?"
Eri Kisaki pushed up her glasses and analyzed calmly: "Since we are here, let's see what they are up to. But we definitely need to be cautious."
Kanjuro surveyed the group of charming women, a subtle, cold smile playing on his lips.
Tonight's ritual was destined to be a spectacular show.