'The ability to control time really is incredible.' Kojou thought as he dried his hair after showering and washing his body.
After creating a barrier in Touka's apartment, Kojou had enjoyed steam-filled nights with his women, and he had even adjusted the time ratio so that he had spent three days and nights in Touka's apartment when in reality only half an hour had passed.
And because of the intense physical exertion, the smell of sweat and sex was clinging to his body, so he showered first before heading out.
The abilities that allowed Teleportation were extremely convenient, letting him teleport from his bathroom to the neighboring apartment and then return to his own apartment from the bathroom without anyone noticing anything.
Kojou didn't care about Yuuma's presence as he came out of his room wearing only his underwear, his well-toned chest completely bare.
"I wonder if there's anything to eat," Kojou muttered as he stepped into the living room to check the kitchen for food, since he was very hungry.
As for Yuuma and Nagisa, they were in Nagisa's room trying out their costumes for tomorrow's festival.
Kojou walked casually, drying his long silver hair with the towel a little before tossing it onto the couch, and soon the remaining water in his hair began to evaporate as he used his magical power to dry it. Then he headed toward the fridge in the open kitchen that faced the living room.
"..." Kojou stared at the various foods inside the fridge, and in the end, he grabbed the fruit bowl and closed it.
"Delicious..." Kojou smiled in satisfaction as he tossed a purple grape into his mouth, the familiar sweetness spreading over his tongue.
Without hesitation, he lazily sat down on the couch while turning on the anime and started eating the various fruits in the large fruit bowl.
Time passed quietly as he watched the anime intently, and the hour was already approaching midnight, when he soon started hearing cheers from all over the island — since with the passing of the day, the Halloween festival was about to begin.
"Kojou." Suddenly, a soft and mellow voice came from behind him — at some point Yuuma had been standing behind the couch he was sitting on.
"Hmm? What is it, Yuuma?" Kojou gave her a sideways glance, not seeming surprised by her sudden appearance since he had already sensed her presence for some time — "Is that a witch costume? It suits you well."
Yuuma was wearing a beautifully patterned one-piece dress in light purple with a red rose on the neck, and the costume highlighted her alluring curves gracefully — Kojou's eyes couldn't help but drift toward that perfect chest.
Although Yuuma's chest couldn't compare to Asagi's or La Folia's or the others — who were physically mature for their age — Yuuma's chest was not small, but not large either. It was just the perfect handful size, the type one could play with endlessly without ever getting bored.
"Really?! Thank you." Hearing Kojou's compliment and feeling his lustful gaze sweeping over her body, a soft blush spread across her cheeks, though happiness lit her expression — she was genuinely pleased that the man she loved was seeing her as a woman and not merely a childhood friend.
"You're welcome." Kojou smiled lightly and patted her head subconsciously, as if he were petting another cat besides Atalanta — their expressions were very similar when praised — "So, what has you awake at this late hour?"
"..." Yuuma opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. There were so many things she wanted to tell him, yet she didn't know where to begin.
Kojou glanced deeply at her expression, more or less guessing what she wanted to say.
He let a small smile form on his lips, set the nearly empty fruit bowl on the table in the middle of the living room, then reached out his hand toward Yuuma, pulling her into a gentle, warm embrace without hesitation.
"There's no need to worry. Whatever you say, I'll listen to you until the end," Kojou whispered to Yuuma, whose body was now closely intertwined with his as they lay on the narrow couch.
"..." Yuuma's body stiffened, her mouth opening and closing several times, a healthy blush burning bright across her cheeks. The close proximity was dangerous for her poor heart, yet upon hearing his words, the joy from the closeness faded into calm, soothing her drum-like heartbeat.
Kojou didn't rush her. He simply held her silently, patting her back as though consoling a small child.
This continued for some time until Yuuma finally gathered enough courage to speak properly.
"In truth... I'm not human..." she said, voice low and trembling — it had taken her nearly a full minute just to complete this simple sentence.
"Oh? Does that mean you're a Succubus? Or a Spirit?" Kojou grinned knowingly, whispering in her ear in a seductive tone — "Because I was beginning to suspect you were from another race with beauty like that."
Hearing his words, Yuuma's eyes widened in surprise — she wasn't expecting this kind of reaction. Her face, which had just returned to normal, immediately turned red again.
"Idiot! I'm being serious." She gave his chest a weak and affectionate punch, the corners of her lips lifting into a lovely smile. After all, there wasn't a girl or woman alive who disliked hearing sweet words like that whispered so gently while praising her looks.
"I'm not lying. I'm only speaking the truth," Kojou shrugged indifferently, his deep ocean-blue eyes meeting her beautiful amethyst gaze as he added with arrogant nonchalance — "Besides, I'm not human either. I'm the Fourth Primogenitor — the embodiment of destruction and carnage."
"..." Hearing his words, Yuuma's eyes widened in shock — though she didn't seem completely surprised, as if she had already known his identity, she merely seemed astonished that he told her so easily.
"And so, whatever your identity is, it won't be any worse than mine," he added, caressing her beautiful face gently — "So rest assured, I don't judge others by their race or anything like that. I have plenty of friends and acquaintances who aren't human."
Yuuma fell silent for a long moment, her trembling eyes locked onto Kojou's unwavering gaze — until a faintly strange smile spread over her lips.
"As expected... you really are all I have."
Without hesitation, Yuuma leaned closer into Kojou, their bodies pressing together tightly as their lips met in a soft, innocent kiss — her inexperience clearly apparent.
'Why does it feel like I've just awakened a dangerous yandere?' Kojou thought, feeling a slight numbness creep across his scalp, realizing he had probably gotten himself into something troublesome because of a few sweet words meant to coax a young girl.
As he thought this, Kojou caught a glimpse of a blue knight's silhouette behind Yuuma, feeling a powerful flow of magical energy pouring into his body from her. But he didn't resist — he allowed her to do whatever she wished, since with his power, Yuuma's strength couldn't affect him anyway, and he was curious what she wanted from this attempt to merge or exchange their bodies.
'No way... right?' Kojou thought, suddenly worried that his childhood friend might have some... unacceptable hobbies. But he could only hope it was just his imagination — because if his suspicion was correct, he would not hesitate to dispel whatever body-swapping magic she was attempting.
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