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[Anime] Ch 165: Good Thing I’m Not Human
🕑 Added 2025-04-12 14:02:21 +0000 UTC— — — — — —
Shuchiin Academy - Hallway
The moment her eyes met Lynn's, Shinomiya Kaguya's breath caught in her throat. It felt like she'd just been struck by lightning—her whole body froze on the spot.
What was that look?
So deep. So cold.
For a second, Kaguya felt like she'd fallen straight into the depths of hell through those eyes. Everything around her seemed to vanish, and all that was left was a suffocating, overwhelming fear that wrapped tightly around her.
Luckily, Lynn only gave her a quick glance before turning and walking away at a casual, unhurried pace.
Even so, it felt like an eternity before Kaguya's nerves finally started to loosen. Her body slowly regained some warmth.
But still…
She bit her lip, her thighs tensing involuntarily as an indescribable sensation spread through her.
Who… what is that guy?
"Hey, Kaguya, are you okay?"
Fujiwara Chika crouched beside her, eyes filled with concern and worry.
"Gah!"
Kaguya let out a strange yelp, startled by the sudden voice. Her heart jumped, her legs clamped together tighter on reflex.
"Kaguya?" Chika tilted her head, clearly confused.
"I-I'm fine."
Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, Kaguya shook her head and slowly got to her feet, using the wall for support.
She tried her best to maintain her usual icy composure, her voice as steady as she could make it. "I have something to do. Excuse me."
Without waiting for a response, she walked away… though her steps were oddly stiff and awkward.
Chika watched her leave, visibly concerned. That walking posture looked… off.
She instinctively started to follow, but—
Smack!
Her arm was suddenly grabbed.
"Huh?"
Chika blinked and turned around to see Suou Yuki, her expression unreadable.
"Yuki?"
Yuki narrowed her eyes, staring down at a few drops of water on the floor. She clicked her tongue softly and said, "Chika, maybe… don't follow her right now."
"Huh?"
Chika didn't quite get it, but Yuki didn't explain. She simply tugged her back into the student council room.
---
Meanwhile…
Kaguya sat trembling on a toilet seat, pulling out her phone with shaking hands and dialing a number.
"Miss?"
The voice of Ai Hayasaka came through once the call connected.
But…
After a full minute of silence, Kaguya finally whispered in a tiny voice, "…Hayasaka…"
"…Bring me…"
She hesitated for a beat, then clenched her teeth and forced herself to finish.
"…Bring me some new panties."
The moment the words left her mouth, she hung up in a panic, burying her burning-red face into her arms.
As the heir to the Shinomiya family, this was easily the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to her.
But then—
Lynn's cold, piercing gaze replayed in her mind.
Her body shuddered, and the sound of faint dripping echoed in the bathroom stall.
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Hayasaka stared at her phone, blinking in confusion at the sudden dial tone.
"…Huh."
She didn't know what had just happened.
But orders were orders.
— — —
On the way to Class 2-3, Yuuki Asuna looked a little guilty.
"Sorry about earlier. Kaguya went too far."
"It's not your fault," Lynn replied calmly, expression unchanged.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
He'd heard this name before—Shinomiya Kaguya. Haruno had mentioned it a couple of times.
With Haruno's ability, her family's businesses had been expanding rapidly in recent years, especially in the modern world.
And of course, success like that always attracted the wrong kind of attention.
The Shinomiya family was one of those problems.
Running into Kaguya today reminded him of that.
Since that's the case… Might as well start with them.
Time to make an example.
Let the world know—messing with a devil's business isn't something you walk away from.
— — —
Class 2-3
"This is it," Asuna said as they stopped in front of the classroom door. "Hope she hasn't left yet."
She slid the door open.
Whoosh—
A spotless classroom came into view.
The breeze from the open windows stirred the white curtains gently.
Golden sunlight streamed through, casting warm, glowing patches of light across desks and the floor. The entire room felt peaceful and inviting.
At the very back of the classroom, a girl with long purple hair rested her chin on her hand, staring blankly out the window.
She wore the standard Shuchiin uniform, black thigh-high socks hugging her legs. A strange but captivating air surrounded her, like a mysterious aura that kept people at a distance.
Even as the door was flung open with a loud slam, shattering the quiet, she didn't move an inch. Her gaze remained locked on the view outside, like she was lost in her own world—untouchable, unreachable.
"Ah, thank goodness!" Asuna said with a relieved smile. "Senjougahara Hitagi-san is still here."
At her voice, Hitagi's brow twitched slightly.
She turned her head slowly, eyes like ice as she looked toward Asuna—expression cool, distant, unreadable.
But when she got a better look at Asuna's face, she let out a faint "Mm," recognizing her as the girl who had once discovered her secret.
Ugh… just my luck to run into this pain-in-the-ass again…
Hitagi inwardly grumbled, her eyes subconsciously filled with a bit more caution.
Asuna quickly closed the distance with light, fast steps. "Hitagi-san, I'm guessing you've run into some kind of supernatural event, haven't you?"
She said, full of confidence. "I brought someone with me from the Supernatural Research Club—he might be able to help you."
Supernatural Research Club?
Hitagi paused, her expression indifferent. "Not interested."
She had heard of that club before.
But come on… wasn't it basically a harem club?
And she was supposed to trust that guy to solve her problem?
"Don't worry!" Asuna clapped a hand on Hitagi's shoulder, her eyes earnest. "President Lynn is really strong!"
What happened back in the student council room had completely convinced her of Lynn's power.
Lynn was definitely someone who understood and could handle supernatural stuff.
Hitagi suddenly stood up, brushing off Asuna's hand. "Mind your own business," she said flatly.
Then, without another word, she stepped up onto the chair, climbed onto the window ledge, and jumped.
"Ehhhh?!"
Asuna was stunned.
She rushed to the window and looked down instinctively—only to see Hitagi floating down like a feather, gently swaying in the air.
Asuna: "...…"
She patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. "Right… I forgot. Hitagi-san has that setting."
She frowned slightly. "But if that's the case, how the heck are we supposed to help her with her problem?"
As student council president, Asuna felt responsible for the well-being of all students—mind and body.
While she was racking her brain, Lynn watched Hitagi's floating descent with curiosity, then softly muttered: "Wind."
Whoosh—
The moment he spoke, the breeze in the classroom seemed to respond.
The air currents gathered, forming an invisible hand that gently caught Hitagi mid-air—and brought her back up, floating right through the window into Class 2-3.
"???"
Hitagi's expression was pure confusion, shock written all over her face.
And in the next moment—BAM—she landed squarely in Lynn's arms.
Asuna: "???"
What just happened?
Lynn caught her in a bridal carry, casually bounced her in his arms, and commented, "Lighter than I expected."
Snapping back to reality, Hitagi instinctively reached for her skirt.
But Lynn saw through her intentions. With a smirk, he shifted his hands to her slender waist and gave her a playful shake—
"Ugh…"
Hitagi winced just as a clatter-clatter-clatter rang out.
Pencils, erasers, triangle rulers, regular rulers—even scissors, craft knives, and a stapler—came spilling out from under her skirt like a mini armory.
Asuna's eyelid twitched. Her voice was complicated. "Hitagi-san…"
"How… exactly did you fit all that in there?"
It was just a normal school skirt. Was this some kind of supernatural ability too?
...
A few moments later—
Once everything had finished falling and nothing else could possibly be hidden, Lynn finally stopped and gently set her down.
Hitagi stood in silence, her lips pressed tight, staring at the "weapons" scattered at her feet.
She took a deep breath, raised her blue eyes, and stared at Lynn. "What did you just do?"
Lynn waved a hand.
Whoosh—
A breeze swept through the classroom.
"Kyaa!" Asuna yelped, quickly pressing her hands over her skirt.
Hitagi, standing right in front of Lynn, wasn't nearly fast enough.
The sudden updraft flipped her skirt completely, giving Lynn an unobstructed view.
Stylish, he noted inwardly, a little impressed.
Then he smiled. "You mean this?"
Hitagi: "…"
Her eye twitched.
How the hell could someone be so casual about this kind of thing?
Still, Lynn's little stunt helped her understand what Asuna had meant earlier when she said he was "really capable."
So… he was like her? Someone who'd also had a run-in with the supernatural?
But…
Hitagi took a deep breath, her expression steady. "So, from the sound of it… you two are here to help me?"
"Mhm!" Asuna nodded, her eyes serious for once.
But…
"Sorry," Hitagi said, crossing her arms with a cold look. "I don't really trust humans."
"So… you can leave now."
"???"
Asuna froze. She doesn't trust humans?
"Oh?" Lynn suddenly spoke, a smile playing at his lips.
"Well, what a coincidence."
Now it was Hitagi's turn to look confused.
Lynn leaned casually against a desk, his smile deepening as he said, almost in a whisper—
"Good thing I'm not human."
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Jiang Chen
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