Black Clouds Press Down on the City, Yet Wait-Who Is the City?

As the girl snapped her fingers--

The entire world underwent an earth-shaking transformation in an instant.

The first person Su Youzi saw was Kujo Iruka, dressed in a pink school uniform skirt and white knee-high socks.

The outfit, which suited Su Youzi perfectly and made her look youthful and lovely, somehow gave Kujo Iruka... an explosive, blood-pumping allure, like an unknown region's croupier.

Su Youzi's skirt wasn't a "seat" dress.

It could even change with the wearer's height and figure, just like Kujo Iruka's Bridal Gown.

The fabric over her chest was stretched so tight that it looked as though the buttons might pop off at any moment.

The pure and innocent school uniform blouse could not even cover the skirt on Kujo Iruka.

But it was not quite that short, and it still did not reveal her navel.

It was just that... with the woman's breathing and the rise and fall of her chest, the ill-fitting edge of the collar trembled up and down, slightly revealing the lines of her slender waist and a few inches of flawless skin.

It looked even more alluring than showing her navel.

And the skirt... was even worse.

The skirt, which nearly reached Su Youzi's knees, could only barely cover the upper edge of Kujo Iruka's knees... about three-quarters of the way down her thighs, thanks to the woman's astonishing leg-to-body ratio.

If that were all, it might have been acceptable.

But then there were the white knee-high socks that reached only a little past her knees.

Su Youzi could only say... this Absolute Territory was perfectly timed.

Kujo Iruka's expression was awful as she watched Su Youzi look at her with a smile full of amusement.

But the most brazen of all was Kujo Ryuko beside her.

Kujo Ryuko threw her head