Inside the exquisite gift box lay a black tailcoat, resting quietly.
If the white tailcoat stolen earlier was a gentleman of incomparable nobility and elegance...
This black tailcoat belonged to a humble noble son of the dark night.
Seeing the black tailcoat, a thought immediately popped into Kasumigaoka Utaha's mind.
"Kawashima would look incredibly handsome wearing this."
"This black tailcoat exists entirely for him."
Kasugano Sora saw the black tailcoat and exclaimed, "Wow, such beautiful clothes!"
"Big Brother, do you want to try it on?"
"Such a beautiful tailcoat... Big Brother is afraid of getting it dirty."
Kawashima Toya said gently, "Let's put it away for now and wear it for an important occasion later."
Wear it? Impossible. He would never wear it in this lifetime.
Even without using his Mystic Eyes to see the truth, he could guess its true form was made of an Evil God's skin.
"Is that so? What a pity..." Sora lowered her small head in disappointment.
Unaware of the truth, Utaha took one last admiring look at the black tailcoat and suddenly noticed a note inside.
"Eh? Kawashima, there's a note inside!"
"A note?" Toya looked curiously and indeed found a note in an inconspicuous spot.
The note read: "Kawashima, this outfit was prepared with great care. Please don't lose it!"
"If you lose it like the last one, I'll be angry!"
At the end of the note were three angry little emoticons, full of a young girl's charm.
"What kind of family does a girl come from to give such a gift so casually?"
Utaha's eyes widened slightly, unable to believe someone gave Toya such a gift.
She didn't mean that Toya was unpopular, but when she met him not long ago, he had been living in an internet cafe for a few days.
Yet, in just a few days, someone sent such an expensive gift.
"Kawashima, do you have ulterior motives?"
Utaha narrowed her eyes slightly, half-teasing and half-mocking. "Or did you have designs on me and deliberately used this method to get close?"
Toya glanced at Utaha indifferently. "If I hadn't appeared, you would have turned into a crazy, ugly monstrosity."
Although he had to admit he had thoughts about "Fatty Kasumi"—as a former otaku, how could he not have thoughts about a 2D beauty?
If he didn't, that would be truly thought-provoking.
Toya interrupted Utaha and Sora's speculation. "Stop overthinking it. Let's go back first."
"Forget about the gift. Just pretend it doesn't exist."
This gift box and black tailcoat were clearly gifts from an Evil God.
If they thought about it too much, the exquisite gift box and black tailcoat in their memories might turn into the Evil God's true form.
That would be dangerous.
Although disappointed not to see Toya wear the black tailcoat, Utaha and Sora obediently followed him back.
Toya looked at the exquisite gift box in his hand and said with disdain, "Since protective measures are almost useless, I might as well leave it wherever."
Even sealing the gift box and the previous white tailcoat in an alloy room provided by the system hadn't succeeded.
Even if he repaired the room, if someone wanted to steal it, it would still be stolen.
Rather than wasting Source Points, he might as well leave it casually.
Toya casually placed the exquisite gift box in the room on the second floor where the previous tailcoat was stored and left decisively.
He took no precautions; he didn't even close the door.
If a thief came, they could easily steal it.
Toya felt he should just let nature take its course.
The burden of this Evil God's gift was too great.
If it was stolen, then it was meant to be stolen.
"Time to go back to bed."
Toya yawned and lazily returned to his room to rest.
In the next room, Utaha and Sora were having fun together.
Although there was an age gap of a few years, it didn't stop the girls from gossiping.
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Meanwhile, in an abandoned house in a remote suburb of Tokyo.
A young man with dyed blond hair, messy and covering his eyes, stared at the exquisite gift box on the table with eyes full of madness and excitement hidden beneath his hair.
The abandoned house was dusty and incredibly filthy.
In an inconspicuous corner, the Box of Sealing that Toya had spent 20,000 Source Points on was discarded like trash.
Only the table holding the gift box was spotless.
Judging from the dust on the young man's clothes, he had obviously used his own clothes to wipe it clean.
"The gift box... such a beautiful gift box!"
"The thing inside must be even more beautiful!"
"It shouldn't belong to that person; it should belong to me!!!"
"Good thing I stole it. It belongs to me now!"