"Occult Service Cooking Club Membership Application Form."
Looking at the form in her hands, the corner of Nikumi's mouth twitched.
In this situation...
Only an idiot would join the club.
"Well..."
Nikumi racked her brain, trying to find an excuse to leave, when she heard Ayato say with a faint smile, "Since you're here, you can't not join."
"What, are you going to force me? Even if this is Totsuki Academy, you have to follow..."
Before Nikumi could finish her sentence, she heard a whoosh.
She saw a pair of black wings unfurl from behind Ayato.
This...?
Th-th-th-this...
Nikumi staggered back a few steps, her entire body visibly trembling.
"A... a monster."
The handsome boy before her was definitely not human.
She glanced at Hisako.
And...
No wonder she had such unnatural strength. She was probably also one of the monsters.
What now? She had walked right into the lion's den.
She wanted to run.
But...
That strong woman was blocking the door.
She was doomed.
Would she be killed and become the monster's food?
"Really."
Rindou pouted. "Calling us monsters is very rude."
"That's right."
Erina agreed. "Don't lump me together with those things."
Hearing this, Nikumi was stunned.
That's right!
The person before her was Nakiri Erina.
If she were a monster...
Then the whole Totsuki Academy would have fallen.
But... what was with those wings?
Was it some kind of lighting effect?
Was this just a prank?
Whoosh.
She took a deep breath and asked cautiously, "Are you really not monsters?"
"I told you, don't use such a rude term."
Rindou said seriously. "I prefer you call us Devils."
D-Devils?
Nikumi looked like a cat whose fur had stood on end, almost jumping up.
Fear was written all over her face.
Oh my god!
That was even worse than monsters.
"Don't be so nervous. We mean you no harm, and naturally won't hurt you."
Ayato smiled and pointed at the application form in her hand. "After all, from start to finish, we just want you to join the club."
Hearing this, Nikumi barely calmed down and looked at the form in her hand.
To be honest...
She was absolutely unwilling to join.
But...
Refusing a Devil...
She didn't seem to have the courage.
"Mr. Devil."
Nikumi swallowed and asked tentatively, "If I said I didn't want to join... would you kill me?"
"Of course not."
Ayato spoke. "Although I am a Devil, I don't make a habit of killing ordinary people."
I see.
Nikumi's eyes lit up, as if seeing hope. She said hopefully, "Then... I can just leave without any problem, right?"
She swore!
She would never approach this club again.
Oh, and...
She needed to warn others too.
Ayato nodded. "Of course you can. Joining a club is voluntary."
Great!
Nikumi almost jumped for joy.
She bowed without hesitation. "Then, sorry for the intrusion. I'll just leav..."
"But I will come to find you often. After all, I've set my sights on you."
Before Nikumi could finish, Ayato's voice followed.
The entire clubroom fell into an eerie silence.
Ayato looked at Nikumi with a faint smile.
Coming to him voluntarily and then trying to run away...
Was far too naive.
"Th-this... this..."
After a moment, Nikumi flailed, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Oh my god!
She had been targeted by a Devil?
How could this happen? What was so good about her? She would change, okay?
At this moment, she was completely broken.
If a Devil walked around her world, she might as well just kill herself.
That would drive her crazy sooner or later.
"So, what do you say? Want to consider it?"
Ayato smiled and said, "Join the club. You definitely won't lose out."
"After all, I can make you my servant right away."
"Servant? What does that mean?"
"It means being reincarnated by me into a Devil."
Ayato spoke. "Then, you will have supernatural power, nearly eternal life and beauty, and even your family can live forever."
"And those rare ingredients you mentioned... they are exclusive materials that can only be used after becoming my servant."
Really?
Nikumi blinked.
She had to admit...
She was shamefully tempted.
After all, every single thing Ayato mentioned was extremely appealing.