Saeko's eyes lit up, and she smiled in relief. "Utaha, are you finally taking this step?"
As the most traditional woman of the Busujima family, she was always happy to help her master expand his harem.
Utaha crossed her arms, her tone carrying a hint of shyness. "Tsk, it's because you're hogging Lynn too much."
Uh…
Was that true?
Saeko paused, reflecting on the accusation.
It… actually did seem true.
Feeling slightly guilty, she offered an awkward smile.
There was no helping it, it was just too tempting.
But still, she spoke with a solemn nod. "Sorry, I won't do it again!"
It was only fair not to monopolize their master.
Utaha opened her mouth, momentarily stunned.
As expected.
This woman was the type all men adored.
Her expression turned complicated.
She had lost… completely.
But tonight—
She would win it all back!
Clenching her fists, her eyes burned with determination.
"Saeko, I'll leave it to you tonight!"
"No problem!"
Saeko readily agreed to Utaha's request.
It was just a matter of switching rooms—no big deal.
Still, she was curious about what Utaha was planning.
3 PM.
Inside the Supernatural Investigation Club.
Utaha first returned to the home she shared with Lynn, carefully packing a certain combat outfit into her bag.
Then, with a highly suspicious aura, she snuck into the Supernatural Investigation Club, her face flushed.
Lynn noticed her odd behavior, raising a brow.
"Utaha, are you evolving or something?"
His teasing remark made Utaha react like a startled cat.
She shuddered before blurting out nonsense, "E-Evolve? Ahaha, yeah… something like that?"
…Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Lynn eyed her suspiciously.
Utaha, in turn, clutched her bag tightly, her eyes darting everywhere, sweat forming on her forehead.
Just then—
Knock, knock!
A sudden knock at the clubroom door.
Lynn was surprised.
Even Miko and Mahiru were momentarily stunned.
"People actually visit the Supernatural Investigation Club?"
Miko and Mahiru exchanged puzzled glances, sensing the peculiarity of the situation.
Only Utaha looked relieved, as if she had been saved by the interruption.
"Come in."
Though surprised, Lynn saw no reason to turn away visitors.
Swish—
The door swung open.
A girl with long black hair and a cold, refined aura stepped inside.
Her sharp eyes scanned the supernatural-themed room with curiosity.
Behind her, a girl with bun-like twin tails timidly peeked in.
Noticing the gazes of Lynn and the others, the second girl smiled awkwardly before greeting them hesitantly.
"Uh, h-hello?"
The Supernatural Investigation Club gave off an ominous vibe…
Could there really be ghosts or something?
She kept nervously glancing around, trying to spot anything unusual, while at the same time, hiding behind the black-haired beauty.
It was Yukinoshita Yukino and Yuigahama Yui.
Lynn instantly recognized them.
But he had no idea why they were here.
"Is this the Supernatural Investigation Club?"
Yukino's cold, crisp voice carried through the room.
Her sharp eyes took in the people inside.
One guy, surrounded by three incredibly beautiful girls.
Her brows furrowed ever so slightly.
"It is," Lynn replied, pointing at the club nameplate on the table.
Yukino, still expressionless, tilted her head slightly.
"Sorry. For a second, I thought I walked into a Harem Club by mistake."
…
Miko and Mahiru blinked, visibly surprised.
Then, their expressions became subtle.
Because, well.
She wasn't exactly wrong.
"Hoh~?"
Utaha gave Yukino an amused look.
Sharp girl.
Her observations were on point.
Yet—
No one refuted her statement.
Yukino's frown deepened.
What kind of club was this?
She turned her scrutinizing gaze toward the only male in the room.
"You're the president of the Supernatural Investigation Club?"
Lynn simply stared at her, his red eyes calm and unreadable.
He didn't answer.
He didn't have to.
And yet, just his gaze alone…
Yukino's breath hitched.
Even though he was merely looking at her, she felt an indescribable pressure weighing down on her chest.
It was suffocating.
Her lips parted slightly as she bit down lightly, her pride refusing to let her falter.
But deep down, fear crept in.
This man…
Her heart raced, sweat forming on her forehead as her body subtly trembled.
Why?
Why was she reacting like this?
Her breathing grew erratic.
"Yukino?"
Yui, noticing her distress, gently tugged on her sleeve.
And just like that.
The pressure vanished.
Plop!
Yukino's legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the cold floor.
"Eh?! Yukino!"
Yui gasped, immediately squatting down to check on her.
"Haa… haa…"
Yukino panted heavily, her eyes dazed.
"Yukino, are you okay?!"
Yui, worried, started sweating herself.
It took a moment, but Yukino slowly regained her senses.
With a weak wave of her hand, she muttered, "I'm fine."
Bracing herself, she pushed off the ground and stood up again.
Lynn, meanwhile, rested his chin on his hands, his red eyes deep and unreadable.
"Now…"
"Can we have a proper conversation?"
Yukino hesitated.
Then, for the first time.
She lowered her head.
"…I apologize."
…
Ah.
She got put in her place.
Miko and Mahiru thought the same thing at that moment.
Utaha fought back a smirk.
No way, this was too funny.
To be honest—
She deserved to be humbled.
Strutting in with that judgmental attitude, who was going to give her face?
"So, what's your business here?"
Yukino exhaled before responding honestly.
"It was Minamiya-sensei who recommended me to come here."
…
Lynn felt a headache coming on.
That woman.
She was always dragging him into things.
He pulled out his phone and immediately sent a message.
Lynn: Natsuki, what the hell are you doing?
Natsuki Minamiya: Isn't your club supposed to deal with supernatural events?
Natsuki Minamiya: [Screenshot]
Lynn narrowed his eyes at the proof she sent.
It was a form from when the club was established, stating that the Supernatural Investigation Club would handle supernatural cases.
In other words.
They were technically accepting commissions for supernatural incidents.
…
Okay.
Fine.
There was such a rule.
"Alright," Lynn sighed. "Tell me about your request."
Yukino, still slightly shaken, let out a relieved breath before beginning her explanation.
(To be continued.)