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Rurikawa Tsubaki let out a quiet breath and walked carefully over to Li Ancheng, lightly pressing her lips together before lowering her head.
“Master, I’ve caused you trouble…
I was just being careless…” “It’s fine.” Li Ancheng smiled and waved her off.
“Even if you had beaten him to death, we could still bring him back, right, Aishia?” Rurikawa Tsubaki’s heart warmed.
She stared at him, a little dazed.
Aishia blinked her emerald eyes, looking genuinely confused.
“Mr.
Ancheng, the dead can’t be resurrected…
unless their soul is reincarnated as a devil’s servant.
But I’m not a devil, so I couldn’t do that…” “Ito-san!” A girl with shoulder-length hair pushed through the crowd and rushed over to crouch beside Ito Makoto.
“Are you okay?!” “Oh, it’s Saionji…
yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine.” Ito Makoto shook his head and stood up, glancing toward Rurikawa Tsubaki.
“Miss, I honestly didn’t mean any harm just now…” He didn’t get to finish.
Saionji Sekai stepped up to Li Ancheng, brows drawing together.
“Sir, people with power don’t raise their hand against ordinary people — that’s an unspoken rule, isn’t it?
That young lady is your servant.
You should keep a better leash on her.” Rurikawa Tsubaki and Karen both stepped forward at the same time.
A soft voice beat them to it.
“Miss…” Aishia spoke gently, her clear emerald gaze settling on Saionji.
“By your logic, I also used healing power just now.
Would that count as breaking the rules as well?” “God bestowed a soul upon every person, along with the ability to think freely.
Mr.
Ancheng wasn’t even present at the time — how exactly was he supposed to control his servant’s thoughts?” “Please don’t speak of Mr.
Ancheng that way.
He is a very gentle person.” Saionji Sekai opened her mouth to retort.
“Hey, hey!
Isn’t that Ito?” Hyoudou Issei came grinning over, clapping Ito Makoto on the shoulder like they were old friends, eyes sweeping the surrounding area.
“Huh, where’s Kotonoha?
Isn’t Ito chasing after her?
How come you’re out shopping with Saionji?” Ito Makoto’s expression stiffened.
He let out a dry laugh or two.
“Kotonoha had…
Kendo Club stuff.
So I asked Saionji to help me pick out a gift.
For Kotonoha.” “Ohhh, I see!” Hyoudou Issei nodded like it all clicked, then tilted his head toward Rurikawa Tsubaki.
“That lady right there is the famous Rurikawa family’s daughter.
Never seen her in person before, right?
I get it, I totally get it!
I’d want to introduce myself too if I were you!” He dropped his voice, grinning.
“Guys like us — just getting noticed by someone like her is already a stroke of luck, you know?” “Issei, time to go.
The movie’s about to start.” Amano Yuma’s voice drifted over from nearby, quiet and unhurried.
“Coming, coming!” Hyoudou Issei turned and jogged toward her, then suddenly remembered something.
He looked back, waved at Ito Makoto, and flashed a wide grin.
“Ito!
Bet you’ve never had a girlfriend before, huh?
Ha ha ha…” Ito Makoto wasn’t listening.
His mind was in turmoil.
That man beside him…
Three girls.
Every single one of them a stunning beauty.
And one of them was Rurikawa Tsubaki herself, the noble family’s daughter.
While he was still stuck in the phase of secretly pining after Katsura Kotonoha.
Saionji Sekai’s gaze drifted away from Aishia and landed on Li Ancheng’s face.
She went still for a beat, late to register what she was looking at.
He was tall.
Had to be around 185 centimeters.
And honestly…
even better looking than Kiba Yuuto-senpai from the Supernatural Studies Department.
She pressed her lips together and held her ground, forcing her voice to stay firm.
“What you said is fair enough…
but still, please do keep your servant in check, sir!” Li Ancheng smiled and reached out a hand, unhurried.
“Li Ancheng, first-year transfer student at Kuoh Fusion University.
Nice to meet you.” Saionji Sekai blinked, then instinctively took his hand.
“A transfer student?
I go to Kuoh Fusion University too!
I’m Saionji Sekai!
First year, Literature Department, Class A!” “Supernatural Studies Department, Class A.” Li Ancheng nodded with a smile.
His gaze never once drifted toward Ito Makoto.
“Then, Saionji-san, see you at school tomorrow.” He turned and walked away, the three girls falling in beside him.
Two harem kings.
In the original story.
One had already crashed and burned, his head drifting off with the little boat into the distance.
The other moved through it all without breaking a sweat.
That Makoto would get ribbed by the Breast Dragon Emperor, no real surprise there.
Saionji Sekai, Katsura Kotonoha, Kiyoura Setsuna.
Forget it.
All of them, gone.
Living in peace was worth more than any of that.
As for the Breast Dragon Emperor’s situation.
First love was sweet.
And it came right to your door.
“…Li-An-san!” A bright voice rang out from behind.
Li Ancheng turned, puzzled.
Li-An-san?
What was that supposed to be?
His surname was Li.
His given name was Ancheng.
Was that so hard?
Saionji Sekai jogged up to him, phone already in hand, a warm smile spread wide across her face.
“Want to exchange contact info?
If you ever need anything at school, just come find me, our two departments are in the same building anyway!
Oh, and I’m the president of the Astronomy Club!” “I’d appreciate that.
I’m new here and don’t know many people yet.” Li Ancheng chuckled and pulled out his phone.
They swapped contact details quickly, no fuss.
So the story was still here, at this point in time.
Saionji had only just seen the Katsura Kotonoha wallpaper on Makoto’s phone.
Which meant what came next was straightforward: quietly chip away at their feelings for Makoto.
…
Evening.
The fountain plaza in Kuoh Park lay bathed in warm golden light, the last of the sun soaking into the stone.
“Today…
was really fun.” Amano Yuma jogged up to the fountain’s edge and turned around, a soft smile spreading across her face.
“Hey, Issei.” Hyoudou Issei moved closer, his heartbeat already picking up.
“What is it, Yuma?” Amano Yuma blinked, then laughed lightly.
“To commemorate our first date…
I want to ask you a favor.
Is that okay?” Hyoudou Issei’s breath caught.
Here it comes.
This is the moment.
This development, it had to be that, right?
It could only be that.
His voice came out shaking.
“Y-you want to ask me…
wh-what kind of favor?” Amano Yuma leaned close, her warm breath brushing his ear, her voice a low murmur laced with a quiet laugh.
“Would you kindly go die for me?” Hyoudou Issei went blank.
Before he could react.
Amano Yuma stepped back lightly and landed in front of the fountain.
BOOM!
A pair of jet-black wings erupted behind her.
Her casual clothes dissolved like a mirage.
Hyoudou Issei’s inner voice: magnificent.
Then before he could get a proper look, the wings were gone, replaced by a flowing dark dress.
“These days with you have been…
rather enjoyable, actually.” She tilted her head.
Her eyes had gone completely cold.
“Like playing house with a child who never grew up.” She raised her hand, fingers curling loosely around nothing.
A long spear of pure condensed light materialized in her grip.
The air shrieked as it split apart.
Hyoudou Issei’s mind snapped back from that stunning image in an instant.
He stared as the spear of light came screaming straight at him.
“Yuma…
you…” Why?
Was he really going to die like this?
University had barely started!
He hadn’t even gotten to touch any boobs yet!
At that exact moment.
A cool, clean fragrance swept past on a sudden breeze.
TZZZ!
A sharp, scorching hiss cracked through the air.
Hyoudou Issei looked up slowly.
Golden hair, cascading and loose.
A pair of long, pointed ears.
A woman in a black form-fitting suit stood between him and the spear, perfectly still.
Amano Yuma’s pupils shrank to points.
“…Who are you?!” The jet-black longsword in Alpha’s hand swept out in one unhurried arc.
The spear of light dissolved.
She lifted her gaze.
Calm, indifferent eyes settled on Amano Yuma.
Her voice was cool and even.
“Demon Court.
Alpha.” ➤ Next: The Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess Descends!