Kamuro Masumi

The next day during the break.

It was already the second day of school.

Dongfang Yi was still hunched over his desk, eyes closed in rest, just as he had been yesterday.

Satoshi Ritonaka didn't come to bother him; he had likely given up after failing to use him as a human shield twice in a row.

For Dongfang Yi, who had no desire to build connections with others to begin with, this was a good thing.

However, The trees desire stillness, but the wind will not cease.

Knock, knock.

Slender fingers made light contact with the smooth desk, playing a crisp melody.

It was an unprovoked disturbance to a pleasant dream.

"Dongfang-san, may I have a word with you?"

The uninvited guest spoke thus.

If Ichinose's voice was a clear spring flowing in spring, surging and full of vitality, then the newcomer's voice was like the bone-chilling wind of winter, desolate and merciless.

Without lifting his head, Dongfang Yi reached out a hand, first gesturing upward, then pointing downward.

The spot he pointed to was the white sheet of paper he had placed there yesterday.

Today, a paper bag had been thoughtfully hung next to the paper, and according to the small line of text beside it, it was specifically for holding paper trash.

Because what was written on it was: Please place love letters directly inside here.

Who would write you a love letter, you jerk!

The newcomer's face visibly stiffened.

Right now, she really wanted to take the water bottle beside her and douse this lazy guy's face with it!

Keep sleeping!

Just sleep yourself to death!

But she had come with a mission, so she couldn't do that.

The girl felt it was a bit troublesome and quietly glanced back.

The petite white-haired princess was still sitting upright in her seat, chatting cordially with her classmates, showing no sign of looking over here.

Tsk, that troublesome and hateful woman.

She hesitated, unsure whether she should use violence on the person sleeping so soundly.

But with only these few minutes of break time, she quickly made her decision.

Forget it, violence it is!

She moved quickly, intending to pull Dongfang Yi up.

Someone who loved walking on the edge of a tightrope, she was incredibly confident in her hand speed.

Swift as a rabbit!

She was blocked.

Dongfang Yi's innate skill, Malice Perception, allowed him to detect threats without opening his eyes.

Trying to sneak attack? Useless!

Refusing to believe it, the newcomer continued her assault, her hand speed so fast it created afterimages.

Slap~ slap~ slap~ slap~ slap~

After multiple failed attempts, her pink fist was countered and gripped by Dongfang Yi, leaving her unable to advance or retreat.

This guy is a formidable foe!

She tugged hard, but couldn't pull away.

She panicked a little; clearly, force was no longer an option.

She had to switch to Plan B.

She leaned down, intending to get close to Dongfang Yi's ear, deliver the message, and leave.

Whether he can hear it or not, I'll just go through the motions once!

Just at that moment, Dongfang Yi slowly woke up. He lazily tilted his head, intending to see which blind fool dared to sneak attack him while he was sleeping.

No sense of martial ethics!

And so, as Dongfang Yi lifted his head, he found himself face-to-face with the girl who had just leaned down. Their faces were so close they could feel each other's warm breath.

The newcomer had long hair reaching her waist, with a playful little ponytail tied to one side. Her face was fair and clean, devoid of any impurities, as pure as winter snow. Her pale pink lips were like plum blossoms in the snow, and beneath her silky bangs, her purple eyes were filled with astonishment.

She was truly beautiful.

Even though she carried an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance, she effortlessly dispelled the irritation Dongfang Yi felt at having his slumber interrupted.

Was this person always this good-looking?

I initially thought the peak of attractiveness in this class was that little shrimp...

With that thought, he blinked and said earnestly, "Classmate, are you here to confess your feelings too? Please add me on Line first so we can discuss a time and place. Honestly, I've been quite busy lately, but if I have time, I'll notify you..."

Kamuro Masumi's expression shifted from bewilderment to utter rigidity.

Who, who is trying to confess to you, you jerk!

Sensing that if she let him continue, her reputation for purity would be ruined, she stiffly cut off Dongfang Yi's spellcasting: "I have business with you. Come with me at noon."

"Classmate, please wait a moment. Confessions require a queue."

"You have plans at noon? With whom?"

"Don't rush, let me check..." Dongfang Yi opened a notebook as pristine as a heavenly pool, studied it seriously for a moment, and reached a conclusion: "None at the moment."

Then why the hell are you spouting nonsense at me!

Kamuro Masumi finally realized that the person before her was toying with her, and her expression darkened, her purple eyes harboring a hint of killing intent.

"Are you messing with me?"

She has such a distinct flavor, Dongfang Yi suddenly felt that being a "letter-man" might... not be such a bad thing after all.

He shook his head, his gaze sincere: "Not at all. It's just that my memory isn't very good, so I need to take notes at all times. Otherwise, wouldn't it be bad if I accidentally stood someone up?"

"...Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm just following protocol."

"Then hurry up, class is about to start."

"Alright then, classmate Kamuro Masumi, what is your name?"

Dongfang Yi took out paper and pen with a serious expression, writing "Appointment Form" and "Name" at the top.

This guy is definitely messing with me! Definitely!

Kamuro Masumi gritted her teeth in anger, but in the end, she could only squeeze a few words through them.

"My name is Kamuro Masumi."

"Very well. Then, classmate Kamuro, is there a reserved time and place?" Dongfang Yi nodded, continuing to record diligently.

"Today... oh no... April 3rd, at noon, on the rooftop of the school building."

"Understood, I've noted it down." Dongfang Yi scribbled furiously.

"That should be fine now, right?"

"No, there is one more point. Classmate Kamuro must first perform a self-assessment of her mental state." Dongfang Yi continued to ask.

"Huh?"

Kamuro Masumi stared blankly at Dongfang Yi, a sudden urge to strangle him rising in her heart.

Dongfang Yi looked up and explained (or rather, spouted nonsense) earnestly: "This is a necessary measure taken to ensure my personal safety. Because in the past, there were types who, after a failed confession, would threaten to jump off a building, claiming it would make me remember them for a lifetime. I need to assess the risks of this trip in advance."

So you've had such miserable memories, have you?

The girl's gaze softened involuntarily: "My mental state is very stable; I won't appear to be the type that..."

She stopped mid-sentence, her words coming to an abrupt halt.

No, wait, who is trying to confess to you, hey!

The person looking for you is that incredibly troublesome little brat, what does that have to do with me?!

On the other side, Dongfang Yi was still scribbling away: "Mhm, classmate Kamuro considers her mental state to be good and will not develop love-hate resentment."

If anyone actually fell for you, they'd be cursed for eight lifetimes.

Kamuro Masumi responded coldly: "I am not here to confess."

Dongfang Yi continued recording without looking up: "Mhm, one more thing, classmate Kamuro. May I ask if there will be other people present at the scene of the confession?"

I already said it's not a confession, not a confession, not a confession!

What on earth has this guy been through in the past?!

Even if it were a real confession, there's no need to be this formal!

Kamuro secretly glanced at the weakling brat on the side, but received no instructions.

Thus, she could only retort irritably: "Why are you asking all this?"

"It's like this: because I've had similar painful experiences in the past, I have to make records in advance." Dongfang Yi looked exceptionally honest.

Just how colorful is your life, you guy!

Kamuro Masumi admitted that the person before her was handsome and peerless, but she truly hadn't imagined that a handsome person could have such troubles.

Although, handsome people usually don't have these kinds of worries.

"What kind of experiences?" she asked.

"A group of guys I rejected got together, had a newcomer send me a letter to lure me out, and planned to force themselves on me, intending to make me take responsibility afterward." Dongfang Yi continued to spout nonsense with a straight face: "So I have to be careful about everything. I hope you'll forgive me, Kamuro-san."

"Your past really is quite arduous, isn't it?"

Kamuro Masumi was once again led astray by Dongfang Yi.

"Sigh, who's to say it isn't?" Dongfang Yi shrugged, his face full of melancholy.

"As for the scene, I... I guarantee there won't be anyone else there."

Kamuro Masumi had wanted to say there would only be two people present, but the moment she thought of that detestable loli's instructions, she was forced to tell a lie.

She felt her heart tighten, and she began to endure the torture of her conscience.

"Is that so? Hmm, I believe you, Kamuro-san." Dongfang Yi nodded honestly, his gaze clear and innocent.

Damn it, my heart hurts even more now.

Kamuro Masumi felt she couldn't take it anymore.

I'm sorry, Dongfang-san, it's not like I want to deceive you either.

"Right, Kamuro-san, there's one more thing." Dongfang Yi looked up and asked.

"Go ahead."

As long as it's something I can do, I'll do it.

"Could you write a letter of guarantee?" Dongfang Yi's eyes were sincere: "It doesn't need to be long, five thousand words will do. I'll send you the format later."

"..."

Kamuro Masumi felt her state of mind was quite peculiar; suddenly, all that guilt had just vanished~

"Dongfang-san."

"Hmm?"

"Die!"