Shinobu Kocho bit her cherry-red lips, forcefully suppressing the urge to cry as all the anger and grievance in her heart erupted toward Ryuya.
"You bastard! Why did I leave the Butterfly Mansion to look for you? Why did I have to find a scoundrel like you? I really misjudged you, you hopeless fellow! Go to hell!"
"Oh? So Sister Shinobu left the Butterfly Mansion specifically to find me?" Ryuya chuckled softly, genuine surprise flickering across his face.
He truly hadn't expected Shinobu to appear here.
And from her earlier shout, he had already deduced that Kanroji Mitsuri must know her.
"Yes! Are you satisfied? Happy now? But that was the old you, you scoundrel! Stay away from me! Just looking at you makes me sick!"
Shinobu trembled.
Moments ago, he had been her refuge.
Now, he was the source of her fear again.
"Sugoi, Miss Butterfly, even when you're scolding, you're adorable. How could I not get more excited?" Doma leaned closer with an infatuated smile.
Ryuya unceremoniously shoved Doma's face away.
"Eh? Eh?"
Doma blinked in confusion, watching the distance between himself and Shinobu increase. His heart felt like it was being stabbed.
Was there anything more tragic?
"Sister Shinobu, so you searched everywhere for me just so I could eat you? You really are a considerate little cotton jacket," Ryuya said with an evil smile as he grabbed her by the back of the collar and lifted her effortlessly.
"Let go of me! I'm going to chop you to death, you damn Ryuya! I'll chop you to death, you beast in human skin! You hypocritical bastard!"
She flailed wildly in the air, dealing catastrophic damage to absolutely nothing.
This crushing mismatch between her intentions and reality was driving her mad.
"Foolish Sister Shinobu, hate me all you want, but under my deception, you'll keep living."
Ryuya smirked and slid open the door.
With a violent tear, the sliding door that Shinobu couldn't budge was ripped aside instantly.
"Young Master Ryuya… so rough?" Doma's smile stiffened.
Forget the repairs—he was genuinely worried now.
Could Miss Butterfly's frail body handle such brutality?
"Doma, I'm going to dine. I don't like outsiders interrupting my meals. Don't follow me and ruin my appetite, or I'll settle my displeasure with a Blood Battle."
"Cough—!"
At the words "Blood Battle," Doma's lingering thoughts evaporated.
Young Master Ryuya truly had a unique way of persuading people.
He could only watch longingly as Ryuya left, hunger gnawing at him painfully.
Next time, he absolutely could not bring Ryuya along at mealtime!
Ryuya carried Shinobu under his arm and walked straight toward the waiting area without obstruction.
The gathered believers stared, completely bewildered.
"Um… excuse me… Shinobu? What's going on? What are you two doing?"
Kanroji Mitsuri approached in confusion, staring at the sight of Shinobu being carried away.
When she saw Shinobu clawing at Ryuya like an enraged kitten, Mitsuri's brain practically shut down.
Wasn't this handsome man in the black suit one of the cult leader's confidants?
And hadn't Shinobu come here to worship and make a wish?
How did things turn into… this?
"Mitsuri! Quickly! Draw your sword and chop this guy to death!"
Shinobu continued thrashing.
"Still thinking about killing me? You never learn. If you don't behave, I'll have to discipline you on behalf of your sister."
Smack.
Ryuya landed a firm slap against Shinobu's backside.
"You!!!"
Her face flushed so deeply it looked ready to bleed.
Ahhh!!
This bastard!
In public?!
She wanted to die from embarrassment.
"My sister? What does my sister have to do with you? Since when is it your place to discipline me?! Don't—don't slap me again! Fine, I won't say anything, Ryuya!"
Mitsuri stared at them, completely torn.
They didn't look like mortal enemies at all.
They looked like… siblings?
Or something even stranger?
"Um… excuse me… are you two very close? Are you friends?"
Before Ryuya could respond, Shinobu snapped, "No! Not close at all! We're mortal enemies!"
"Mortal enemies…?"
Sweat formed on Mitsuri's forehead.
It didn't feel like that at all.
So… should she draw her sword?
Draw… draw…
She couldn't do it!
"Miss Mitsuri, don't worry. Sister Shinobu is just acting spoiled with me."
Ryuya smiled faintly.
His plum-red eyes met Mitsuri's.
Mitsuri pressed her lips together as her face flushed bright red.
Up close…
He was incredibly handsome.
Those eyes…
They were beautiful.
She felt completely flustered.
"Acting spoiled my foot!"
Shinobu forced a smile, struggling furiously.
Ryuya eventually stopped beneath the eaves.
Outside, harsh sunlight flooded the courtyard.
Though he remained in the shade, even the warmth brushing near him made his body instinctively resist.
From under his arm, Shinobu suddenly looked up mischievously.
"Brother Ryuya, just take one more step forward and let me bask in the sun. I'm really freezing."
...
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