As if struck by a thought, Willy suddenly smiled, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and waved to Asami Haruki with an extremely amiable expression.
"Chunshu, come here."
He didn't even bother to correct the other person's use of "brother".
"May I?"
Asami Haruki asked this question, but he couldn't wait to run over and deliberately pushed aside the dejected Sato, instead blocking Kii Kanade's eye contact with Vili.
Vili, however, didn't care at all.
"How's first grade? Are you adjusting well to class?"
Just as Shinichi Asami had instructed, he acted like a caring older brother to his younger brother.
Asami Haruki was wary, but he guessed that Willy was just putting on an act in front of the new classmate (specifically, Kii Kanade), but was happy to play along.
"Thank you for your concern, brother. Everyone in first grade is doing well. Dad even took me to the classroom door..."
Unlike you, you must have come here in a sorry state.
Vili seemed completely oblivious to the provocation in his words, remaining calm and continuing their pointless small talk.
Nearly five minutes later, Sato returned to his seat, and Kii Kanade also shifted her gaze, sitting upright in her seat and reading alone.
Willy finally took two steps back, looking at Asami Haruki, whose face was already showing confusion.
He pulled out the empty chair by the window, which should be the "Ou Tachibana" seat that Kii Kanade had mentioned earlier. His name was written on the cover of the textbook on the table, right next to the protagonist of the ghost story.
"Standing and talking for so long must be tiring. Please sit down. The person who usually sits here is absent today; they've asked for leave and haven't come yet."
His tone was casual, and Asami Haruki moved his legs, which were aching from standing, and subconsciously sat down as he suggested.
……ah.
He sat down.
At this moment, almost everyone in the third grade was thinking the same thing.
Sato froze, then suddenly turned around, shrinking back with lingering fear.
My new classmate is even more ruthless than me; he can even hurt his own younger brother!
Haruki Asami also sensed the sudden strange atmosphere, but when he looked around, everyone else was going about their own business as if nothing had happened.
In Vili's eyes, a hazy black mist gradually solidified, wrapped around Asami Haruki's body, and then slowly seeped into it.
It looks like a monster that hasn't fully grown up yet, but it instinctively knows what tastes good.
Asami Haruki opened his mouth as if to say something, but was interrupted by Willy.
"I suddenly remembered that get out of class is about to end. You should go back to your own classroom, otherwise it won't be good if our teacher sees you."
Use it and then discard it.
Asami Haruki was bewildered by his fickle attitude. The system whispered:
"Host, aren't you afraid he'll notice something's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
Willie turned to look at the scenery outside the window, seemingly indifferent.
"Isn't this helping him? He should be thanking me."
Help... the system suddenly remembered that there was a bet between the two of them.
But if entangled with a monster that hasn't yet developed self-awareness, the monster probably doesn't even understand what a contract is, and will only blindly devour to gain power, until...
Looking at the upturned corners of Vili's mouth, the system swallowed its words, once again feeling fortunate for its swift decision to switch sides.
Asami Haruki wanted to linger a little longer, hoping to exchange a few more words with his idol, Kii Kanade, but unfortunately, the other man remained ramrod straight, completely oblivious to what was behind him.
Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.
Haruki Asami reluctantly got up and left the third-grade classroom, looking back every few steps, almost bumping into someone at the door.
"you……"
He glared at the other person unhappily, about to say something, but fell silent the moment he saw the other person's face.
"Feel sorry."
The newcomer was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a handsome face and a cold demeanor. Although he was looking down at Asami Haruki and saying words of apology, his eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he had no emotions at all.
He was like a snow-capped mountain a thousand meters high, unmoved by anyone.
— Masashi Yukimura, the last main character.
The paper doll he had always longed for suddenly became a reality. Asami Haruki stood there, blushing, and by the time he came to his senses, the other person had already walked into the classroom and returned to their seat.
How did the student council meeting go?
Masashi Yukimura's seat was against the wall, to the left of Kanade Kii. The latter stood up to make room for him and casually asked.
"It's just the usual stuff."
When facing his friend, Masashi Yukimura became more talkative.
"However, the principal specifically asked about the strange tales in our class..."
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the table diagonally behind him. The cursed table and chairs were still there, but the ominous aura surrounding them had completely disappeared.
"..."
"Isn't it too early to clean it up now? Wasn't it said that we should wait until the monsters formed before making contracts based on our own abilities?"
Swish.
The folding fan was unfolded, and Kii Kanade covered the corner of her mouth, but couldn't stop the laughter from overflowing.
"You'll have to ask Asami about this."
"Asami... Miri? The new transfer student in our class?"
Wasn't he just an ordinary person before?
Before he could even voice his question, Kii Kanade shook his head.
"It's not this Asami-kun, it's the one you bumped into at the door."
“It’s really hard to tell them apart since they both have the same surname, Asami.” He tapped the small mole under his eye with the handle of his fan, feigning distress, then turned to Vili and smiled, “How about…”
"I'll just call you Miri."
His gaze was focused, and what was clearly just an ordinary sentence sounded as heartfelt as a confession when he said it.
However, Vili had no idea what the name of the country meant, so he didn't feel anything.
"Whatever."
Kii Kanade's smile deepened.
"Then, you can explain the whole story to our student council president."
Masashi Yukimura also turned around, and upon hearing this, first glanced at the person beside him.
— He was paving the way for transfer students.
Throughout the entire Strange Tales Academy, Masashi Yukimura is renowned for his family background and abilities, but at the same time, he is also known for being unapproachable.
Countless people wanted to say a word to him or receive a piece of his guidance, but they all left in embarrassment.
But now, Kii Kanade has actually taken the initiative to act as the middleman for this introduction?
This has never happened before.
To outsiders, among Kii Kanade, Tachibana no Ou, and Yukimura Masashi, this young master from a prestigious family is the most approachable. But only those who have known him for many years truly know...
Beneath her gentle exterior lies unpredictable malice; the smile beneath her folding fan carries a hint of mockery; the most affectionate person is ironically the most ruthless.
In fact, the mastermind behind this strange tale that started in the class at some unknown time was none other than the unassuming class monitor.
Now, he has become interested in Vili.
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