Kisara's Rebuke

"Of course! His Majesty said so himself. There's absolutely no mistake!"

That firm, resounding answer left Enju rooted to the spot, while the girl in Sosuke's arms clutched his clothes even tighter.

At that moment, the unwavering reply was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, striking the hearts of the two girls present.

Because no one had ever affirmed them so resolutely before.

Compared with Rentaro's hesitation, Arayama's answer struck straight at their hearts.

"Let's go! In time, you'll understand how true hope should be treated!"

With that, Arayama stood up, and the group prepared to leave.

It was only then that Rentaro finally came to his senses.

"Enju, are you really going to leave with them like this?!"

Rentaro lowered his head, his deep voice carrying a trace of panic.

A hint of reluctance flashed through Enju's eyes.

"Rentaro, perhaps we should both calm down and understand how we truly feel. Right now, at least, I still can't face you!"

After saying that, Enju turned away, not daring to look again at the despondent Rentaro. Before leaving, a note slipped from her sleeve.

Rentaro clenched his fists tightly and stood there in silence, making no further attempt to stop Enju, as though he had simply given up on her.

After a while, an urgent phone ringtone suddenly rang out.

Rentaro silently took out his phone and answered it.

"Rentaro, you bastard! Why aren't you back this late? Did you die out there?! Get back to the agency immediately! Something big has happened!"

With that, the person on the other end angrily hung up.

Meanwhile, inside a simple office, Kisara Tendo held her rumbling stomach with both hands.

Her magnificent upper body lay across the desk, slightly distorted by the pressure, as she thoughtfully looked at the