At dawn, near a corner with a clear view of the Nanamiya residence entrance, a blue-haired boy with glasses in a black suit looked up at the pale white sky.
"Waited all night for nothing~"
Sighing softly, he turned and walked toward the nearest bus stop. He pulled a phone from his left pocket and dialed the first contact.
Beep~ Beep~ Beep~
"This is Arima. Hiro did not return home last night. His whereabouts are temporarily unknown. Mission failed."
"..."
After a brief silence, a male voice, worn by experience, came through.
"I understand. Come back first. We'll discuss this once the information is confirmed."
"Yes."
Beep~ Beep~ Beep~
Sigh~
Putting the phone away, the blue-haired boy exhaled inwardly. Fortunately, while Kirisu Mafuyu lacked spare sheets, she had spare toothbrushes and cups, saving him some trouble.
"Sensei, I'm heading out."
Hiro stood outside Kirisu Mafuyu's bedroom door, glancing at the pink bedding curled into a ball a few meters away.
"Also, I checked the door. No problem. I fixed it. No need to call anyone if you're okay with it."
"Mmm."
Kirisu Mafuyu remained completely hidden in the bedding, only barely audible sounds escaping. No air conditioning, two people squeezed into a single bed all night... and she was still buried inside.
Is it not hot enough? Or do you want more of my aura?
Shaking his head, Hiro left silently. If he didn't, she would never get up.
After yesterday, he knew she'd shower, brush her teeth and face, get dressed, and put on makeup. That alone might make her late, even without breakfast.
Bang~
Hearing the entrance door close, Kirisu Mafuyu slowly peeked out and listened. After confirming Hiro had left, she exhaled.
Hoo-
Throwing off the bedding, she slapped her flushed cheeks.
"He's your student, eight years younger! Don't think too much! Kirisu Mafuyu!"
Her restless emotions gradually settled. Sticking hair and pajamas clinging to her body made her frown slightly.
Lowering her gaze, relief flashed through her.
"Good thing I didn't come out earlier... otherwise... he would have seen everything."
Propping herself slightly on the sweat-dampened sheets, she approached the bed's edge. After slipping into her favorite slippers, her movement froze, and she fell backward.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! So embarrassing! To a younger man... I actually... I like mature men! Don't waver! Mafuyu!"
Clutching the bedding she had just left, she rolled back and forth, roaring inwardly.
Huh? When did the air conditioning get fixed?
Feeling the slight cold breeze, she paused, puzzled.
"Could it be... Nanamiya fixed it too? No... he should have said so earlier."
She muttered and started again...
"Aaaah! So embarrassing!"
"Sorry, I was held up a bit. Please turn to page 74 of your textbooks."
By the time Kirisu Mafuyu arrived dressed as usual, the class bell had been ringing for a while. She was late.
Amid the rustle of turning pages, students whispered.
"Kirisu-sensei is actually late. Did something happen yesterday?"
"Maybe she was playing too late with some guy... and got too excited..."
"Wouldn't... right? Probably."
Although there had been a man, and it was late, they hadn't "played" so excitedly.
Hiro glanced at a bespectacled girl a few seats to his right and muttered inwardly. On stage, Kirisu Mafuyu continued teaching, seemingly oblivious.
Sixth-Tier luck?
After school, Hiro eyed the golden "6" on the system map, near the Kirigaya (Nanamiya) residence. Sixth-Tier... Cao Cao? Vali? Azazel? Kokabiel? Or Koga Ginryu, Arima Kishou? Or perhaps Lala, Run, or Sephie?
Hiro turned, taking a detour toward the location of the "6." Asia hadn't returned with him, and Asuna had already said goodbye. No worries about combat now.
Magic flowed within him, setting up a barrier to disperse bystanders.
Hiro silently followed the person.
A blue-haired man?
A flicker of doubt crossed his eyes. He called to the figure's back:
"Hey, standing here so long, what are you waiting for?"
The blue-haired man's shoulders twitched. He turned quickly, hand reaching for the long black bag on his back.
Then, the boy relaxed slightly.
"Hello. I am Arima Kishou of the Commission of Counter Ghoul (CCG). I am here under my superiors' orders to invite you to join us."
Arima Kishou?
Hiro looked him over. Gradually, the boy's appearance overlapped with the memory of the "White Reaper."
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