Chapter 298

The lingering feelings after waking up are hazy yet real, and the remaining emotions grow richer with repeated reflection.

She set up a camera in the room to monitor her every move at night.

And as it turned out, she started dreaming without any warning.

Then, a guess began to pop into my mind.

Or rather, a conclusion that is beyond doubt.

There must be someone who repeatedly toys with you in their dreams.

Even though the knowledge instilled in her clearly told her that there was no such thing as being able to control dreams, Amasawa Ichika still firmly believed it.

There must be such a person.

She wanted to find that person.

Especially now that she dreams less and less.

I used to dream very frequently, but now it has suddenly decreased to about once a week, and I only experience a sensation about once a week.

That's too much.

What's this?

Tired? Bored? Have you fallen for someone else?

No, I have to find him.

Even without any direction, I will find him.

Therefore, even though she had no interest in the so-called masterpiece, Amasawa Ichika gladly accepted the task because it provided an excuse to go out.

"Hmph hmph hmph hmph..."

The arrangement for Advanced Nurturing is as follows.

March 24th, graduation ceremony for third-year students.

On March 31, third-grade students left school.

On April 1st, students began their spring break.

On April 12th, spring break ends, and the new semester begins the following day. At the same time, new first-year students will enroll during the opening ceremony.

A timeline that's simpler and clearer than I imagined.

Obviously, there are still nearly two weeks until the start of the school year.

But this did not prevent Amasawa Ichika.

This is what's called "scouting the location".

She plans to take the same route here twice more.

One time is the normal enrollment period, stepping into the campus as a freshman.

One instance was at the end of the month, the day the third-year graduates were leaving school. Slightly ahead of time, I tried to see if I could glean anything from the graduates.

That's the plan, and that's the arrangement.

But.

Today, this plan will be completely overturned.

Because she saw someone unexpected at the door.

The tightly closed door to the Advanced Nurturing Center, which shouldn't have been opened today, slowly opened, and out stepped an incredibly handsome, sunny, and cheerful young man.

He didn't even bring any luggage, and he was wearing a simple shirt, looking like he was on a picnic. He walked out of the school with boundless energy.

Amasawa Ichika: "...?"

Wait, wait, did I get the date wrong? Today is actually the day graduates leave campus?

Something's not right.

Looking around, Amasawa Ichika didn't see any vehicles or pedestrians on the surrounding roads.

The location of the Advanced Nurturing Center is relatively remote; at least, not many people usually wander around this area. Apart from students with specific purposes, they probably wouldn't approach it.

We can't go in, and we can't see anything. Given that it's funded by the government, it would be troublesome if we got arrested.

Over the past decade or so, there have been quite a few people who have wanted to come and find out more, after all, Advanced Nurturing has a good reputation in Japan, it is a prestigious institution of higher learning.

The completely closed-off education system further shrouds life on campus in mystery, which naturally arouses curiosity among some people.

However, by taking necessary measures and expelling those in need, people's desire to leave was essentially extinguished.

Since you're not enrolling in school, what does it have to do with you?

In addition, the school later changed its policy, transitioning from a complete blockade to a certain degree of easing. After all, easing is worse than blocking. Occasionally doing some publicity and revealing a bit of youthful spirit in the publicity is enough.

For example, the handbook given to students upon enrollment is not prohibited from being distributed.

For example, in the club activities for grades one through three, they are going to competitions and get results. What kind of behavior is it to hide it?

In addition, graduates are guaranteed admission to universities after graduation. Although the number of graduates is not large each year, there are always twenty or thirty people who end up sitting on the sidelines in various fields.

Cough.

No, it's more like they've been extremely active.

Occasionally, these graduates will also cooperate with the school to film some promotional videos.

Over time, Advanced Nurturing became a prestigious school that, while mysterious, wasn't so mysterious after all; distant, yet not so distant.

This means that, apart from those with ulterior motives like Amazawa, there is probably no one else around.

Besides the parents who came to pick up the graduates.

Oh, and there are parents attending the graduation ceremony too.

But wasn't graduation yesterday?

Just as Amasawa Ichika was racking her brains, wondering why this man would leave school at this time, and was about to put aside these thoughts that actually had nothing to do with her.

He headed in his own direction.

It's nothing. If you want to get back to the city center, the direction you came from is the correct one.

She should just ignore him.

But... wouldn't it be okay to strike up a conversation with him?

As she pondered, Amasawa Ichika was about to compose herself and prepare to switch modes.

Then.

A breeze brushed against her cheek as he walked.

"--!"

What does it feel like?

As if an electric current surges through the body, when the breath enters the nasal cavity and the taste reaches the brain, the body instinctively begins to react.

The girl's strong and beautiful legs began to tremble at that moment, and a feeling of weakness and limpness spread throughout her body.

A familiar feeling enveloped my entire body.

This feeling, this instinct, arose the moment the man raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder.

It has reached its peak.

"Waaah..."

Without a sound, the hem of her skirt became soaked.

The body, which had been suppressed for a long time, seemed to receive a signal to start, and its color radiated an urging energy.

"You came to see me on your own initiative? Thank you, Ichika." He bent down slightly, whispering in her ear, his breath brushing against her earlobe, tickling it while igniting a warmth in her small ear.

Her luscious, crimson earlobes connected to her burning cheeks, and unconsciously, Amasawa Ichika parted her lips:

"Asakusa, your personal assistant Amasawa Ichika, is here~"

With trembling hands forming a V-sign, the girl raised her hands and tilted her head.

"The winner takes all, the loser bears all. You're a graduate, I'm your personal assistant. Leave all your problems, whether it's physical training or your physical needs, to me."

The previously hazy and indistinct memories of the dream seemed to have been dispelled by the fog, gradually becoming clearer.

This is something that actually happened; this is a real memory.

The feeling of her thigh being touched for the first time, the feeling of the man in front of her enjoying his spoils after defeating her for the first time.

A year's worth of extra time was now back in her possession.

As the memory became clearer, the body, which had already begun to react instinctively, resonated with the memory once again.

Amasawa Ichika was a little unsteady on her feet.

"Help, help Ichika up, thank you..."

And so, her soft waist brushed against his rough fingers, but before she could linger long, he lifted her up and embraced her at a higher position.

"Eek..."

The spring springs up, creating ripples.

He caught the wrong person.

"You're welcome," she said.

Amasawa Ichika abandoned the reconnaissance and scouting.

She even gave up on enrolling in school, prepared to ignore any subsequent inquiries or reminders from the White Room staff.

Because she has found the most meaningful thing in her life, and found the person to whom she can entrust the rest of her life.

Ultimately, the purpose of taking on this mission was simply to go out and try my luck, to see if I could successfully find my destined one.

Now it seems...

It was truly destiny.

Personal Assistant: Amasawa Ichika

All in place.

Incidentally, because it has begun to transform into a chain gym and become White Room, it has merged and overlapped with a certain Silver Gym that did not seem to exist before to some extent. The White Room does not actually have any doubts about Amasawa Ichika's disappearance.

As for the students who were originally still in the institution?

Of course, it's used as a successful fitness advertisement, and then spread across the country as the manager of a chain of stores!

Small body, short stature, but great strength and amazing explosive power.

The living signboard is right here.

Forget about talent development facilities, open a gym instead!

Extra Chapter Supreme Savior Heavenly Venerable Speaks

What has been done, what has not been done, lingering regrets, and outcomes that could have been changed.

When one possesses power beyond reason, what Asakusa Toru can wield is not merely violence.

Or rather, the extraordinary thing he pursued from beginning to end was not violence.

Even without superhuman abilities, sabotage is still a very easy thing for humans to do—firearms, gunpowder, explosives.

There is never a shortage of means to cause destruction.

What's missing is something more fundamental, something more conceptual.

For example.

"'Crazy Diamond'."

The moment the words left his mouth, a special ability called 'Stand Power' quietly appeared behind Asakusa Toru.