While Su Ze reveled in indulgence, several events tied to him unfolded elsewhere.
Soma Natsuki returned home and locked herself in the bathroom, not emerging until late at night, her skin red and nearly raw from scrubbing.
The Soma household was complex—a blended family.
Soma Seito had a biological sister, Soma Misaki, a stepmother, Soma Natsuki, and a stepsister, Soma Yuna.
His biological father, often away for work, was rarely home.
Thus, childcare fell entirely on Natsuki.
This led to the three children developing "unusual" values.
Natsuki, as the adult, noticed Seito's inappropriate glances at Yuna.
Passing Yuna's room, she saw Seito tutoring her, their bodies uncomfortably close.
"Seito!" Natsuki snapped, eyes blazing.
The siblings jumped. Seito quickly distanced himself from the petite Yuna, giving an awkward smile. "Mom, you're finally out of the bathroom."
Natsuki's face darkened. "Get out. I need to talk to Yuna!"
Seito fled as if pardoned.
After he left, Natsuki sternly lectured Yuna until tears welled in her daughter's eyes, prompting her to relent.
Leaving Yuna's room, regret hit her.
She sighed, heading to the bathroom.
Clothes needed cleaning.
But they reeked of that man. Better to toss them.
Su Ze hadn't used mental hypnosis on Natsuki. She was sharp—knew what to do and what not to. Plus, an invisible dragonfly trailed her.
"Mom…"
At the bathroom door, Natsuki heard odd sounds. Frowning, she opened it and froze at the horrifying sight.
Seito clutched her tattered underwear, his expression fervent, as if it were a treasure.
His pants were half-down!
"You bastard! You deserve to die!" Natsuki cursed, storming forward and slapping him hard.
Caught red-handed, Seito's soul nearly fled. Fear turned to rage. He stood, grabbing her neck. "You're the one who should die! Don't think I don't know what's on your underwear! I'll tell Dad!"
Natsuki gasped, struggling to breathe.
But then, Seito howled, clutching his groin!
Blood soaked his pants, a piece of flesh falling—sliced by something razor-sharp.
Neither noticed blood dripping from the air.
The invisible dragonfly, usually magnetic, used propeller blades for attack, with devastating cutting power!
Soon, an ambulance wailed in.
Barring surprises, Natsuki faced another divorce.
At Obata Yui's house.
Hasegawa Akane and four others gathered.
They'd come to study.
"Ah! Su Ze-kun! Not there! Don't!"
"Wahhh~ I miss Su Ze-kun so much!"
"Ze-kun~"
The five tangled on the bed, a chaotic scene.
Outside, Obata Natsumi overheard, blushing furiously.
In a simple bedroom, Kuroda Satsuki aimed her phone at a Pomeranian, the screen flashing "Hypnosis Activated."
"Snowball! Spin!" she commanded.
The dog's eyes glinted red, and it spun.
"Do a flip!"
It flipped, nearly banging its head.
"Success!" Satsuki jumped, her chest bouncing into her face, soft and pliant.
Heh heh heh!
Taking down Ze-kun was within reach!
Late at night, Ichijo Yurika joined the fray.
The car parked casually by a school gate.
Half an hour later, Su Ze stepped out, breathing fresh air, feeling invigorated.
He glanced around, his gaze locking on the school's sign.
Chiba Academy!?
Wasn't this the school Yurika's father mentioned?
They'd ended up here.
The women stayed sprawled in the car. Though bolstered by [War Demon Blessing], they couldn't keep up with the relentless "outpour."
"Might as well grab the Dark Bible. Should be worth plenty of desire points," Su Ze mused.
He turned to the women in the Mercedes. "Wait here. I'll be back in about an hour."
The car, when locked, was bulletproof—safe.
"Come back quick!" Reina called, poking her head out.
She'd grown used to his rushed pace, so his shopping trip thrilled her.
"Got it." Su Ze flashed a smile, waving as he melted into the darkness.
Chiba Academy was old, worn compared to Tokyo's newer schools.
But Yamashita Daifuku didn't mind.
He'd been a guard here for fourteen years, accustomed to the routine.
He had one quirk, though.
After 8 p.m., he never patrolled inside.
Twelve years ago, six girls performed a suicide ritual in the school, summoning a demon.
It was real!
No sane person would wander the grounds at night.
Yet now, he trudged toward the basement storage, flashlight trembling.
No choice—a brute who'd kicked the gate into a spiral followed him!
"Sir, you sure about this? It's a living hell down there!" Yamashita said, sweating profusely.
"You were there back then?" Su Ze asked, hands in pockets.
"Yes! So listen to me, please!" Yamashita's voice quaked.
He didn't want to relive that day.
"You've seen it and still move this slow? Hurry!" Su Ze barked.
Yamashita jolted, nearly fainting, whimpering, "Keep it down! Don't wake the spirits!"
What a calamity!
The basement storage loomed ahead…
Courage surged in Yamashita. He reached the door, collapsing in tears. "We're here! I'm done!"
His neck tingled, and he passed out.
To deal with a guard, Su Ze didn't waste mental energy or risk him calling the cops. A knockout was best.
Bang!
Su Ze kicked the door open.
A chilling, sinister aura rushed out, instinctively repulsive.
It felt like a forbidden zone for the living!
Su Ze didn't bother with the flashlight. Hands in pockets, he descended, his eyes blazing with fiery light, piercing the gloom.
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