Can Fingerprints Really Be Collected from Clothes?

The night was silent, surging waves crashing against the embankment.

The streetlights cast dim light, spilling lazily onto the nearby bench.

Occasionally, two leaves drifted to the ground, only to swirl away again with the wind.

Kikyou Kushida, who had been relentlessly kicking the railing, carefully lowered her foot from it.

Her face turned cold as she looked around; under the faint light, dark shadows seemed to flicker behind her, a devouring gleam flashing in her eyes.

But then, as if remembering something, the icy expression on her face vanished, reverting to that gentle, understanding demeanor.

At the same time, Yuki Gyakukai, fishing below, quickly pulled up his rod.

How interesting—no fish biting earlier or later, but right at this moment.

Yuki Gyakukai gripped with both hands, not bothering to play the fish, and directly yanked the struggling creature out of the water.

Holding the fish and his gear in one hand, he climbed over the railing under Kikyou Kushida's watchful gaze and appeared before her.

Kikyou Kushida stared at the man in front of her, gritting her teeth. She really found this troublesome.

She'd specifically chosen a remote spot to vent her emotions, and on her first time doing so, she'd been discovered.

No, maybe she hadn't heard?

Clinging to that sliver of hope, Kikyou Kushida kept her smile, tilted her head in a cute pose, and looked at Yuki Gyakukai with feigned confusion:

"Gyakukai-kun, what are you doing out here so late?"

Unfazed by the awkwardness, Yuki Gyakukai lifted the fish in his hand:

"Obviously, fishing to cultivate my mind."

Seeing the lively fish and Yuki Gyakukai's damp appearance, it seemed he really was fishing.

Kikyou Kushida asked cautiously, holding onto her last shred of hope:

"Then, Gyakukai-kun, you didn't hear what I was saying earlier, did you?"

"Hmm... what do you mean? I got here much earlier than you, so I heard from the moment you started talking. And thanks for the compliment, by the way."

Yuki Gyakukai winked confidently: "Thanks to you, this is the first time I've heard what other girls think of me in private."

Ah~ how annoying!

That meant he'd heard everything she said from the start, didn't it?!

Kikyou Kushida's ever-present smile twitched, as if it might shatter at any moment.

The thought of what she'd said tonight being exposed filled her with dread.

I can't let that happen!

Beneath her eyes, a dark gleam flashed in her pupils, cold and piercing.

She stared at Yuki Gyakukai with a ferocious gaze.

Noticing the distance between them was still considerable, Kikyou Kushida kept up her cute act and began to edge closer cautiously:

"Saying those things for the first time is honestly a bit embarrassing."

Twisting her hands together, she pretended to be shy, subtly moving toward Yuki Gyakukai.

She maintained her persona while staying alert to his movements.

"Is that so? Badmouthing people behind their backs isn't great, but it has nothing to do with me, so don't worry."

He paid no attention to Kikyou Kushida's little maneuvers.

"Well~ I don't want to either. I don't want to talk behind people's backs. Now that I have your word, Gyakukai-kun, I feel relieved, but..."

Having reached Yuki Gyakukai, Kikyou Kushida's expression shifted instantly.

Her gentle features were replaced by a savage, violent look; the once-smiling eyes turned dark and cold.

What had been a little angel transformed into a demon from hell.

This stark contrast made Yuki Gyakukai marvel inwardly.

The next second, his collar was grabbed. Sensing that Kikyou Kushida's strength wasn't enough, he didn't resist but instead leaned in with a curious expression.

Eyes locked on Kikyou Kushida's face, so close now, he instinctively glanced at the embankment beside them.

What's Tomie doing?

Wasn't she just supposed to test if Kikyou Kushida was a homewrecker?

Why isn't she coming out now? Not enough evidence?

This Tomie is way too self-jealous...

Damn... ah!

Suddenly, Yuki Gyakukai's eyes widened—he'd forgotten that Tomie wasn't tall enough to climb over the railing; she'd have to take the long way around...

But Kikyou Kushida didn't know any of that.

Her cold gaze fixed on the face so close to hers, taking every flicker of expression as a sign of guilt.

With her free hand, she reached out toward that handsome face, watching Yusoku Gyakukai's slight surprise, a flicker of pleasure passing through her mind.

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips:

"Yuki-kun, even though you told me not to worry, the fact is, you've already heard those words, and I don't trust you. So what should I do about that?"

Her tone was intimate; Kikyou Kushida had grown bold enough to call him by his first name, no longer the distant "Gyakukai-kun, Gyakukai-kun."

But as for the change in address, Yuki Gyakukai didn't mind. He only said, a little nervously:

"If I can't earn your trust, I don't know what to do either. But aren't you afraid someone else might be here?

If Tomie finds us in this situation, I'm done for."

It sounded like speculation, but it was really a reminder.

After all, he wasn't sure how much longer it would be before Tomie showed up.

But at his words, Kikyou Kushida tilted her head slightly, casting a suspicious, cold glance around the area. Confirming no one was there, she turned her gaze back.

Her slender fingers traced lightly over his handsome face again and again, her thumb gently brushing his sensual lips.

"Still trying to fool me." She shoved her thumb straight into his mouth, touching his soft tongue. Kikyou Kushida's gaze was dark and cold, but inside, she felt a sliver of delight.

"If you dare tell anyone about what happened today, I'll report you to the school for sexual harassment."

The fingers on his face suddenly pressed hard, digging tightly into Yuki Gyakukai's cheeks.

And the hand gripping his collar abruptly let go, changing direction to grab his free left hand and press it against a soft mound.

Hm?

Is Kikyou Kushida still handing out benefits like in the original story?

His left hand touched that soft curve, and he couldn't help but squeeze, silently comparing it to his fiancée.

D > C, fiancée loses completely!

But Kikyou Kushida's face flushed bright red. Feeling the electric sensation on her chest, her body crawled with an unbearable restlessness, as if something was flowing out.

Yet when she saw Yuki Gyakukai's inexplicably regretful expression, a storm raged inside her!

She quickly pulled her hands away, stepped back, and violently slapped away the large hand still resting on her chest!

"The hell are you squeezing?!"