Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
Kanjuro, wearing a school uniform, rested his chin on one hand and gazed out the window absentmindedly.
Since signing a contract with a demon and gaining power from the dark bible, he possessed the ability of eternal youth and immortality.
As long as he wasn't destroyed by a fatal injury, he could maintain this young skin forever.
He quite enjoyed his current state of being hidden in an ordinary campus, looking down on all living beings.
"Hey, Kanjuro, have you heard?" Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had recently enrolled and had a lively, outgoing personality, nudged his arm curiously.
"Hmm? Heard what?" Kanjuro withdrew his gaze and looked with slight confusion at this female classmate who was always full of energy.
"The urban legend of our school!"
Hiratsuka Shizuka lowered her voice, a mysterious smile on her face, "It's said that for many years now, a male high school student who forever maintains the appearance of an eighteen-year-old occasionally appears in the school. It really makes one's imagination run wild!"
As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously lingered on his handsome face, which was almost unreal, for a few extra seconds. She joked, "But then again, your face really fits the description in the rumors."
"Heh." Kanjuro let out a chuckle, neither admitting nor denying it.
Hiratsuka Shizuka caught a glimpse of the open notebook on his desk, which seemed to have some strange symbols drawn on it, and her brow couldn't help but furrow slightly.
She instinctively took out her phone and quickly searched for old news about the Sacred Scripture Academy from eight years ago.
Among those blurred records, there were always strange incantations and unexplainable supernatural phenomena... Could the Kanjuro before her, with his unique temperament, really be related to those rumors?
Kanjuro looked down at his wristwatch, stood up briskly, and walked straight out of the classroom.
"He's getting more and more suspicious..." Hiratsuka Shizuka whispered to herself as she watched his departing back.
This wasn't the first time she had tried to pry into Kanjuro's origins, but the result was always in vain—no one knew how he had entered this high-threshold school, and his past was more like a blank slate.
Hiratsuka Shizuka made up her mind to investigate Kanjuro thoroughly.
After walking out of the school gate, Kanjuro headed straight for the Yukinoshita Family Mansion.
In the courtyard, Yukinoshita Yukino was looking after the children.
Her eldest daughter, Yukinoshita Haruno—who was only eight years old but seemed exceptionally precocious—was sitting alone under the veranda, her small hand propping up her cheek, looking as if she were lost in deep thought.
Recently, she had noticed the same person frequently entering and leaving her mother's room, and that was Kanjuro.
This made her feel a bit curious.
However, she didn't dislike Kanjuro; he was indeed very good-looking. If he were together with her mom... it seemed not entirely unacceptable?
In any case, she never knew who her father was.
"Big sister, what are you doing?"
A quiet little girl carrying a book walked over, followed by a yellow-haired boy with a slightly awkward expression.
"Nothing, just thinking about some very profound problems." Yukinoshita Haruno put on the air of a little adult and waved to her sister Yukino, "Little Yukino doesn't understand anything yet, go play with Hayato."
Standing beside Yukino was Hayama Hayato, the young master of the Hayama family. He couldn't help but steal glances at Haruno out of the corner of his eye.
In his eyes, Haruno was more mature and intelligent than other girls her age, and her personality was generous yet carried a hint of unpredictable playfulness, which was very attractive.
Just then, the gate was pushed open, and Kanjuro walked in slowly.
"Brother Kanjuro!" As soon as Yukino saw him, she immediately waved happily, a pure smile blossoming on her small face.
Haruno, on the other hand, looked at Kanjuro with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.
He seemed to perform a magic trick, taking out many exquisite snacks and toys and handing them to Yukino.
Beside them, Hayama Hayato also hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Senior Kanjuro."
"Mm." Kanjuro nodded slightly, then picked up a beautiful doll and looked at Haruno with a smile in his eyes: "Haruno, don't you want one? I picked it out specifically for you."
"I don't want it."
Yukinoshita Haruno turned away her slightly reddened cheeks.
"I'm not a child like little Yukino anymore." She couldn't help but think of a few nights ago when she had gotten up to use the bathroom and accidentally passed by her mother's room, hearing the whispers coming from inside—
"master Kanjuro, I want to be with you every day..."
"You don't know how much I miss you after handling the family affairs every day..."
"Hmph, wretched woman, you just can't leave my body. At your age, why bother acting so affectionate?"
"That's not it! master Kanjuro!! I really... really like you, I like everything about you..."
"Slut!"
"Yes, I am a slut, a slut who belongs only to master Kanjuro..."
Those voices that made one's face flush with embarrassment now echoed in her ears again.
Looking at the Kanjuro before her, who was a completely different person from when he was with her mother and now appeared so gentle, Haruno's heart was filled with complex confusion.
"What's wrong? Our little Haruno, what are you thinking about?" Kanjuro naturally sat down beside Haruno.
Haruno gave a light snort, trying to hide her awkwardness: "Nothing. Anyway, Uncle Kanjuro, don't keep running to our house."
"What 'Uncle'? It's 'Brother Kanjuro'!" Yukino immediately corrected from the side, her little mouth pouting, very dissatisfied with her sister's form of address.
Kanjuro couldn't help but laugh out loud, rubbing Yukino's hair: "Alright, alright, I just came to see you all today."
His gaze then turned to the somewhat flustered Hayama Hayato and asked: "Hayato, you seem to... always be staring at our Haruno?"
"Ah! No, that's not it!" Hayama Hayato took two steps back abruptly, lowered his head in a panic, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red.
"Who would like an idiot like Hayato?" Haruno immediately raised her chin and spoke in a slightly arrogant tone, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.
Kanjuro saw all this and chuckled inwardly.
"I came this time to tell you," Kanjuro picked up the clingy Yukino, "I might have to leave Chiba Prefecture for a while and will come back to see you in a bit."
"Wuwu... Is Brother Kanjuro leaving?" When Yukino heard this, she immediately tugged at his sleeve aggrievedly, her small face full of reluctance.
"Give me a kiss, and consider it a farewell gift." Kanjuro smiled and pointed to his forehead.
"Okay!" Although Yukino was a bit shy, she thought about how she had been close to Kanjuro since she was little; in her simple understanding, this was just normal intimacy between relatives.
So, she quickly planted a soft kiss on Kanjuro's forehead.
"Then, what about you, Haruno?" Kanjuro let go of Yukino and instead gently embraced Haruno, who was sitting on the edge of the veranda, from behind.
Haruno's body trembled slightly, as she could clearly feel the body heat coming from behind and that unique, somewhat wicked aura emanating from Kanjuro.
Her heart raced for no apparent reason, and a blush crept onto her face. However, she forced herself to stay calm, slightly tilting her head as she said, "Brother Kanjuro... you really are... quite the old rogue."
"How can you say that?" Kanjuro spread his hands, looking innocent. "I've always been only eighteen."
"Is that so?" Haruno's heart skipped a beat—eighteen?
Then why would he be with mother... The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Kanjuro's identity was shrouded in mystery.
However, being held by him like this, facing his impeccably handsome face and his gentle yet seductive gaze, she finally gave in, quickly and softly planting a kiss on his forehead.
After saying goodbye to the two daughters, Kanjuro walked out of the courtyard.
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