"I'll remember this!" Morisaki screamed as he scrambled away, fleeing from Tatsuya and Miyuki's presence.
"Honestly, he's nothing more than a coward who relies solely on the blessings of his birth," Erika scoffed, her tone laced with irritation and deep-seated disdain.
"Those who become intoxicated by their own talent tend to fall toward the negative side more easily. I only hope he realizes his mistake and stops looking for trouble." Tatsuya let out a soft sigh, his gaze fixed straight ahead.
"...On the other hand, you're remarkably calm for someone who is the Prince of the Yotsuba Family," Erika remarked, her voice filled with wonder as she indirectly questioned his composure.
Tatsuya let out a low, soft laugh. "I'm not as calm as you think. There are many problems weighing on my mind, but I simply can't tell them to anyone else."
"Onii-sama..." Miyuki whispered, reaching out to take Tatsuya's hand.
Tatsuya offered a regretful smile, shaking his head with a look of helplessness. Miyuki's eyes dimmed, her expression clouding with disappointment. Tatsuya felt a pang of guilt, but he truly couldn't mention the matter of the chat group to her. At least not for now—though things might change in the future.
"U-um!" Mizuki spoke up, summoning her courage as she stood nervously before Tatsuya. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and her soft frame shifted restlessly, causing her large chest to sway noticeably.
Tatsuya's gaze was immediately drawn to that rhythmic movement. His reaction was only normal, considering his age.
Gulp...
Tatsuya swallowed hard in secret, though he maintained his perfect poker face. Despite his composure, Miyuki caught a glimpse of it. She instinctively touched her own chest—smaller than Mizuki's—and let out a sorrowful sigh.
'Does Onii-sama like them big? What should I do?' While Miyuki was lost in her daze, Mizuki finally found her voice.
"Thank you very much, Yotsuba-san!" Mizuki bowed politely, but the gesture inadvertently exposed the dark, deep, and mysterious valley of her cleavage.
Gulp...
Tatsuya swallowed heavily again, finding it difficult to look away. Even so, he managed to keep his stoic mask from slipping. "Ahem. Just call me Tatsuya. That would be better."
"Eh? But that's so disrespectful! Besides, Yotsuba-san isn't just any ordinary magician."
Tatsuya sighed lightly and replied with a serious tone, "I don't like discriminating against magicians based on their origins. In my opinion, as long as a magician has potential, I believe they can stand on equal footing with—or even surpass—members of the Ten Master Clans."
Mizuki gasped at his answer. Erika closed her pink lips, feeling a genuine sense of admiration for his words. Was it normal for a member of the Ten Master Clans to speak this way? The answer was a resounding no.
"You really are unique," Erika remarked.
Tatsuya gave a playful smile. "As are you."
"Why am I unique?"
Tatsuya smirked, his eyes darting briefly toward the CAD in Erika's hand. "Ah... since it's you, I suppose it's not surprising you noticed."
Tatsuya nodded slightly. "The school is about to close. How about we walk to the station together?"
"Is that okay?!" Mizuki's voice turned incredibly high-spirited.
Tatsuya smiled warmly. "Who would forbid it?"
"Ah, you're right." Mizuki paused, blushing as red as a tomato.
Tatsuya laughed softly and said, "Let's go before the school is locked up."
"Right!"
The group walked toward the station together. Initially, Miyuki remained wary of them—especially Mizuki, for reasons you can well imagine. However, after spending some time together, she began to warm up to them, feeling a sense of fated friendship.
Tatsuya smiled with relief at their growing chemistry, all while stealing glances at Mizuki's swaying chest whenever the opportunity arose.
"As a token of our gratitude, why don't we treat you to dinner?" Erika suggested with a thin smile.
"I don't mind. What do you think, Miyuki?"
Miyuki smiled gently and nodded with a friendly expression. "I think this is a wonderful opportunity to get closer to Erika and Mizuki."
"There you have it," Tatsuya said.
"Hehehe, then it's settled! Let's go—I know a sweet shop nearby that's gone viral!"
Erika led the way excitedly, with Mizuki walking beside Miyuki. Tatsuya trailed behind them, purposely keeping his distance to give them space to bond. And perhaps also to admire the silhouettes of three beautiful high school girls.
No, that wasn't the only reason—Tatsuya deliberately kept his distance so as not to disturb them. This way, they could become close more quickly. Still, there was no denying that he wanted to admire the silhouettes of Miyuki, Mizuki, and Erika.
After all, they were the main heroines of the canon story. It was always a shame that the canon story wasn't a true harem; whenever a heroine developed feelings for Tatsuya, something would inevitably happen to dampen or erase those feelings.
This time, Tatsuya would make sure that didn't happen. He was determined to build his harem and live a life far different from the canon path.
To be continued...
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