Shuchiin Academy.
Corridor.
The moment her eyes met Lynn's, Kaguya's breath caught in her throat. Her entire body stiffened as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.
What kind of eyes were those?
Deep and cold.
It felt like she was falling into the abyss—into hell itself—through that gaze.
Everything around her faded. All that remained was a suffocating fear that wrapped tightly around her.
Fortunately, Lynn only gave her a light glance before raising his foot and walking past at a leisurely pace.
Even so, it felt like an eternity before the pressure finally eased and warmth slowly returned to Kaguya's limbs.
But...
Kaguya bit her lip, her thighs tightening on instinct. A strange and indescribable sensation swelled inside her.
Who was that man?
He had appeared out of nowhere like a ghost and then casually tossed her aside.
Even just a glance had almost...
"Kaguya, are you okay?"
Chika squatted beside her with concern in her wide, clear eyes.
"Hya!"
Kaguya suddenly let out a strange yelp.
Chika's voice had startled her, causing her heart to pound and her thighs to clamp together again.
"Kaguya?"
Chika tilted her head in confusion.
"No, it's nothing."
So it was just Chika...
Kaguya exhaled and composed herself, forcing her legs to stop trembling. She gripped the wall and slowly stood up, doing her best to maintain her usual icy expression.
"I have something to take care of. I'll excuse myself."
Leaving those words behind, she walked off stiffly with an odd gait.
Chika tilted her head, clearly worried, and instinctively tried to follow.
Smack!
A hand suddenly caught her arm.
"Huh?"
Chika turned and saw Yuki gripping her wrist with a strange expression.
"Suou?"
Yuki narrowed her eyes, glanced at a few droplets on the corridor floor, clicked her tongue, and said, "Chika, it's better not to follow right now~"
"...?"
Chika didn't understand, but Yuki didn't explain either, simply dragging her back into the student council room.
—
Meanwhile, in the third-floor restroom.
Kaguya sat trembling on the toilet, her hands unsteady as she dialed Hayasaka's number.
"Miss?"
Hayasaka's voice came through as the call connected.
But after a long pause...
Kaguya bit her lip and whispered, "Hayasaka..."
"Help."
A beat passed, then she forced the words out through gritted teeth, face red with shame.
"Buy me a new pair of panties. Bring them here."
She ended the call before Hayasaka could respond, burying her face in her arms.
As the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family, she had never been this humiliated in her life!
But...
Lynn's eyes resurfaced in her mind.
"Ugh..."
Her body trembled again. Soft dripping sounds echoed off the tiled walls.
—
Elsewhere.
As they walked toward Class 3, Year 2, Asuna apologized.
"Sorry. Kaguya went too far earlier."
Lynn's expression remained calm. "It has nothing to do with you."
Shinomiya...
Lynn's eyes narrowed.
He'd heard that name before—from Haruno, mostly. The Shinomiya family had rapidly expanded their influence in the modern era.
And because of that, they were being watched by all sorts of people.
Among them...
Was the Shinomiya family.
Meeting Kaguya today reminded him of that matter.
In that case...
He'd start with them.
Time to let people know that interfering with the devil's business... comes at a price.
—
Class 3, Year 2.
"This is it."
Asuna stopped at the door. "I hope she's still here."
She pushed open the door with a loud crash.
The classroom was clean and orderly.
A breeze fluttered through the open windows, lifting the white curtains gently.
Golden sunlight spilled in, casting soft light across desks and the floor. The whole room felt warm and peaceful.
Looking to the back—
A girl with long purple hair rested her chin in her hand, staring vacantly out the window.
She wore Shuchiin's standard uniform, thigh-high black socks accentuating her legs. A strange, magnetic aura clung to her.
Even though the sudden noise had broken the silence, she didn't react.
She just kept gazing out the window, lost in her world.
Until—
"Ah, perfect!"
Asuna spotted her and smiled brightly.
"Senjougahara-san is still here~"
At the name, Hitagi frowned slightly. She turned her head with an indifferent expression and locked eyes with Asuna.
She clicked her tongue.
She recognized Asuna immediately. The same girl who had seen her secret before.
Just my luck...
Hitagi muttered internally, and her guard went up again.
Asuna walked toward her quickly.
"Senjougahara-san, you must have encountered a supernatural incident!"
She spoke firmly. "I brought the president of the Supernatural Investigation Club with me. Maybe he can help~"
Supernatural Investigation Club?
Hitagi blinked, confused. After a short pause, she said coldly:
"No need."
She had heard of the club.
But—
Harem Club?
You expect that kind of place to solve her problem?
"Don't worry."
Asuna placed a hand on her shoulder. "President Lynn is very capable!"
Asuna had full confidence in him after what she saw earlier.
Lynn definitely possessed supernatural powers!
Hitagi suddenly stood, pushing Asuna's hand away.
"Mind your own business."
Then—
She stepped on a chair, climbed onto the window sill, and leaned back.
Falling.
"Huh?!"
Asuna cried out and rushed to the window.
Then she saw it—
Hitagi was drifting gently like a feather.
"…"
"Phew…"
Asuna let out a breath of relief.
"I almost forgot that's her 'setting'."
"But still…"
She frowned.
"At this rate, how do we help her?"
As a student council president, Asuna felt responsible for the well-being of all students.
Just then, Lynn's eyes locked on the floating Hitagi with interest. His lips moved slightly.
"Wind."
Whoosh—
The breeze seemed to respond to his voice.
Air currents quickly gathered beneath Hitagi's body, gently lifting her and carrying her back into the classroom.
"…?"
Hitagi blinked, completely stunned.
In that moment of confusion, she drifted down...
And landed right in Lynn's arms.
Asuna: "...?"
What just happened?
Lynn held her princess-style and gave her a little bounce.
"So light."
Hearing Lynn's voice, Hitagi snapped back to herself and instinctively reached under her skirt.
But—
Lynn grinned.
He grabbed her soft waist with both hands and gave her a light shake.
"Mm…"
Hitagi felt dizzy, and then.
Clatter!
Pens, erasers, rulers, scissors, box cutters, staplers—an arsenal of items fell from under her skirt.
Asuna's eyelid twitched violently.
"Senjougahara-san…"
"How... did you even fit all that under your skirt?"
Was that a supernatural ability too?
Finally.
Once everything had fallen out, Lynn set her down.
Hitagi pursed her lips and stared at the pile of tools at her feet, expression unreadable.
Then...
She took a deep breath and looked up at Lynn.
"What did you just do?"
Lynn waved a hand.
Fwoosh.
A gust of wind blew through the classroom.
"Ah!"
Asuna quickly held down her skirt.
But Hitagi, who stood directly in front of Lynn, was a step too late.
Her skirt fluttered upward, fully exposing her undergarments to Lynn.
Stylish...
Lynn gave a silent evaluation, then smiled.
"You mean this?"
"…"
Hitagi twitched.
How is he so calm?!
But now.
She finally understood what Asuna meant when she said he was "very powerful."
Had he met others like her?
Still…
Hitagi's gaze turned serious.
"Sounds like you're here to help me?"
"Uh-huh!"
Asuna nodded.
But—
"Sorry."
Hitagi crossed her arms and spoke coldly.
"I don't trust humans."
"So... please leave."
"…?"
Asuna froze.
Don't trust humans?
"Oh?"
Lynn chuckled, a faint smirk playing at his lips.
"What a coincidence."
Hitagi blinked in confusion.
Then Lynn leaned casually on the desk, eyes narrowed.
"Just so happens..."
"I'm not human."
(To be continued.)