The door to the clubroom was suddenly flung open.
Su Mo didn't even have time to pull the over-the-knee stocking off his head before two girls barged in—one was a stunning, elegant older-sister type, and the other a cold-faced girl with long, straight black hair.
They both stared at him, utterly dumbfounded.
In the very next second, the two beautiful girls—who bore a certain resemblance to each other—both looked at him as if they were gazing upon the filthiest kind of garbage.
As a transmigrator, Su Mo recognized them immediately.
The two heiresses of the Yukinoshita family.
The older one was Yukinoshita Haruno, and the younger, the second daughter of the family, Yukinoshita Yukino.
She was also an honors student in the same grade as Su Mo—an icy goddess admired and longed for by countless male students.
Su Mo knew exactly why they had come looking for him.
Which is precisely why he realized… he was in deep trouble.
Seeing the refined older girl pulling out her phone without hesitation to call the police, Su Mo couldn't help but look a bit embarrassed.
He quickly said,"Wait, I can explain!"
"Save it for the police, you pervert!"
Haruno's expression turned frigid as she glared at Su Mo. The sight of that over-the-knee stocking still pulled tight over his head made her blood boil.
As a devoted sister complex, the thought that her little sister had caught the eye of some creep drove Haruno to the brink of explosion.
Were it not for the strict upbringing of the Yukinoshita household, she probably would've already punched him in the face.
Yukinoshita Yukino, standing quietly at the side, said nothing. But even her normally cool and refined face showed a rare flicker of shock.
Everyone at Sobu High knew that Su Mo of Class 2-F was a hardworking honors student from a poor family.
Despite his good looks and the attention he received from many girls, he had never shown the slightest interest in romance. His sole focus was on his studies.
Even someone like Yukinoshita Yukino, who held a deep disdain for those around her and rarely acknowledged anyone, couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration when she learned of Su Mo's reputation.
After all, with his looks and brains, if he wanted a girlfriend, it would've been easy.
But instead, he resisted the temptations of the world, remaining calm and unwavering—a rarity in this Tokyo era where even grade-schoolers were already dating.
No one could've imagined that this model student, seemingly unaffected by girls, would turn out to be a full-blown pervert who stole girls' stockings… and wore them over his head.
In an instant, the good impression Yukino had held shattered, replaced by a deep sense of contempt.
Looking at her own over-the-knee stockings—now stretched over this pervert's head—Yukino's face flushed crimson with shame and anger.
She wanted nothing more than to join her sister in calling the police immediately.
Yet, beneath the burning shame, Yukino hesitated.
After all, once the police got involved, Su Mo's future would be over.
A boy with so much promise… destroyed by something like this. As someone with a fundamentally kind heart, Yukino couldn't quite bring herself to ruin him.
Of course, kindness was one thing—this didn't mean she was ready to forgive him.
Such a twisted mindset needed to be corrected. Completely. And he must never be allowed to repeat this again.
Only then could Yukino even begin to consider forgiveness.
With that thought, she was just about to stop her sister when—
"Senpai, before you call the police, you'd better think about your sister's safety."
Su Mo, who had looked panicked moments ago, suddenly composed himself. His expression grew calm and confident, as if he'd remembered something important.
His change in demeanor made the Yukinoshita sisters both think of the idiom: backed by something, hence fearless.
"Su Mo, are you threatening me?" Haruno's voice was icy as she narrowed her eyes. "Threatening the Yukinoshita family's eldest daughter?"
For someone who viewed her little sister as untouchable, Haruno could not tolerate even a hint of danger directed at Yukino.
The moment Su Mo spoke those words, Haruno's wariness turned to full-blown hostility. She resolved on the spot not to let him off the hook.
If it were a normal student, they might cower under Su Mo's veiled threat.
But the Yukinoshita family was part of Japan's upper crust—members of the ruling class.
In a country like Japan, where social stratification was rigid and entrenched, threats from a commoner to someone of the elite were laughable.
Yukino's expression also grew cold.
She had been ready to step in and stop her sister.
But now she wasn't so sure.
Caught red-handed in a perverted act, and yet still daring to threaten the victim? That wasn't just perversion—it was malicious.
She began to doubt whether someone like Su Mo could ever really be corrected.
"Please don't misunderstand."
Su Mo cleared his throat, a little helpless at being caught in the act.
But now that things had escalated to this point, if he didn't want to end up in a police cell, he had no choice but to speak the truth.
"Actually… your sister has been possessed by a malicious spirit. What I'm doing right now… is sealing it."
Both Haruno and Yukino froze for a second.
Then Haruno's lips curled into a cold smirk, her eyes devoid of emotion as she sneered, "You seriously expect me to believe that, stocking-headed pervert?"
To her, Su Mo's words were clearly a desperate excuse.
Evil spirits? What kind of joke was that?
Caught red-handed and still making excuses—this pervert was beyond help.
Unforgivable.
"You should believe me."
Su Mo coughed again.
As a transmigrator with a system, he wasn't lying.
If not for the system's mission, who in their right mind would sneak into a clubroom and put on a girl's over-the-knee stockings?
He wasn't that kind of pervert.
"Heh."
Haruno's beautiful, delicate face twisted into an amused smirk. Arms crossed, she looked down at him with an air of superiority.
"All right, perverted underclassman. Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"You say Yukino is possessed by a spirit? Fine. Show me where it is."
"If not… don't blame me for showing no mercy."
Her finger hovered over the "110" dial on her phone, ready to hit the call button.
She hadn't pressed it yet—because she was curious how long Su Mo could keep up this charade.
But in the very next instant—
Haruno's expression changed.
And beside her, Yukino's eyes went wide in shock.
In that moment, the pair of flawless, stunning sisters felt a sudden chill pierce their hearts.
All the color drained from their faces in an instant.