Chapter 66

I miss Senpai Kasumi.

Saori's eyes sparkled when she heard my words.

She raised both hands and jumped up and down.

"Ooooh! I got scolded by Duk-sung-chan! Haha, check check on my bucket list. To be scolded by Duk-sung-chan!"

I knew she was originally a 4D mad scientist character, but seeing her in person, her condition is serious.

I didn't expect her to enjoy being scolded.

If I keep dealing with her, I might lose my mind too, so I need to get to the point.

"Enough. Just take a look at this guy's body."

I pointed at Makoto.

Saori's gaze finally turned to Makoto.

Saori walked around Makoto, looking at her, and said,

"Huh? Oh. Is this the sick friend Duk-sung-chan mentioned? Right?"

It's a typical attitude for her, who is completely indifferent to uninteresting subjects.

"Yeah."

"What's wrong with Duk-sung-chan's friend?"

"There's a nano machine bomb in this guy's body. I want you to remove it, or if that's not possible, find a way to suppress it."

"Nano machine bomb... Okay. I'm starting to get a little interested in Duk-sung-chan's friend. Hehehe."

Saori grinned, showing her teeth.

"But! No matter how much I love Duk-sung-chan, I can't do work for free."

"What do you want? If it's money, I can prepare as much as you need."

I have more money than I can spend.

Even without the unlimited black card given by the South Korean government, the revenue from my K-pop cover rights alone amounts to hundreds of millions of won every month.

It means I can give her whatever amount of money she demands.

"That's... "

Saori's face turned red.

She pulled out a photo card and a black marker from her pocket.

"Here... Sign this Duk-sung-chan exclusive photo card! And take a photo with me too!"

I sighed.

I'm not even a celebrity.

But, given that I'm already selling merchandise, it seems I'm treated like a full-fledged idol in South Korea.

Do I have to keep doing these crazy things when I return to Korea?

Suddenly, I don't want to go back to Korea.

Feeling a chill, I signed the photo card Saori handed me and took a selfie with her.

"Hehehehe. Good. Payment received! The rest is up to Saori-chan! Oh, if it's Duk-sung-chan, you can call me Saori-chan!"

"Just get this guy's problem solved quickly."

It would be better if she just asked for money.

Then it would be a business relationship.

This isn't a business relationship and it's exhausting.

I never thought I'd feel like a K-pop star being harassed by a die-hard fan, but here I am.

"I love Duk-sung-chan's scolding too!! Got it! I'll definitely solve the nano machine friend problem! I've filled the fridge with cola for Duk-sung-chan, so feel free to drink it!!"

Leaving a chaotic final statement, Saori took Makoto and disappeared into the lab.

Is she really a pervert?

I sighed and sat down.

My job is done.

Now all I can do is wait.

*

Makoto's diagnosis and treatment were quick.

"The nano machine bomb in the cross-dressing girl is a cutting-edge model combining science, magic, and lost technology. It's impossible to remove it all at once. However, I can create an inhibitor to suppress the bomb's activation."

Repeating the exact same lines from Volume 8 of the original, Saori prescribed a pill to Makoto.

"Taking this will stop the nano machine activity in your body. You're already taking it, and the real-time scan of the cross-dressing girl's body is being relayed to the monitor, see? The nano machine activity has stopped. Of course, it's temporary, and you'll need to keep taking the inhibitor, but Saori-chan will definitely find a way to remove it."

"Thank you, Ishihara-san."

"Thank Duk-sung-chan, not Saori-chan. If it weren't for Duk-sung-chan, you wouldn't have been treated."

"......Thank you, Kim-san."

Makoto's trembling eyes expressed her gratitude.

Thud.

She knelt down.

Tears streamed down Makoto's face.

*

A natural-born assassin with a gentle and introverted personality.

That's why the head of the Kamiya clan implanted a nano machine bomb in her and forced her to cross-dress.

To control her, Kamiya Makoto, to her liking.

From a young age, she was forced to learn assassination techniques and follow orders.

'I thought I couldn't escape...'

She wasn't always a submissive slave.

She once rebelled.

[Head, I don't want to learn techniques to kill people.]

[You don't want to learn? Do you still not know whose hands your life is in?]

[AAAAAAHHHHHH!]

The nano machine implanted in her body didn't just act as a bomb.

The head used the nano machine to inflict indescribable pain on Makoto whenever she rebelled.

[You can never escape the clan's grasp. Makoto. If you don't want to die or be in pain, just live as the clan's slave. Then we'll feed you.]

Amidst continuous torture and abuse, Makoto lost her will to resist and resigned herself to her fate.

To her, the world was the Kamiya clan.

Her only human relationships were with the head who tortured her and the cold-blooded assassins.

[You're not a girl. You must live as a boy. It's more advantageous for an assassin to be a boy.]

A life where even her gender was denied.

That was the world Kamiya Makoto had lived in until now.

She couldn't even commit suicide on her own.

[Want to die? You can't even die on your own.]

After ten failed suicide attempts and horrific torture for daring to try, Makoto gave up on everything.

So when her assassination plan was discovered by Kim Duk-sung, Makoto resigned herself to her fate.

'After all, my life was nothing but pain. Dying like this might not be so bad.'

Finally, I can die.

Makoto thought.

[I'll remove your bomb. In return... If the bomb is removed, you must serve me instead of the head. That's my condition, Kamiya Makoto.]

That's why she accepted Kim Duk-sung's absurd proposal.

Since she was going to die anyway.

Her answer to serve him was sincere.

If he could break the head's god-like restrictions.

If such an impossible thing really happened.

'I can dedicate the rest of my life to him.'

Makoto thought.

But today, when she received the inhibitor and the nano machine stopped.

The world Kamiya Makoto knew collapsed.

The head and the Kamiya clan, whom she had revered as gods, and the restraints that controlled her, were all easily broken.

The reality finally hit her.

"Sniff, sniff..."

Tears poured down Makoto's face like a waterfall.

"I'll serve you as promised. If you'll have me, I'll be your sword."

She placed her hand on her chest and swore.

'My own lord.'

Makoto smiled, swallowing her words.

This isn't friendship (Illustration included)

It's been four days since the transfer student arrived.

Olivia hasn't been feeling good lately.

The news of Nishizawa, that thief cat, returning to school soon, or Rin constantly trying to get close to him, are always there, so there's no need to worry.

The problem is the transfer student.

"Kim-san, I'll carry your bag."

She didn't expect to have her role taken by a guy, not a girl.

Olivia pouted.

"Ugh..."

A groan escaped Olivia's lips.

In her field of vision, the green-haired prince, Makoto, appeared.

"Kyaa! It's Kamiya-kun!"

"Kamiya-kun, you shine even when you just stand there."

"Is that a black cat next to him?"

"Kamiya-kun, what's your relationship with Kim-san?"

A swarm of girls surrounded Makoto, who had a dazzling appearance.

"Kim-san? Hmm... We've sworn to be lifelong friends... maybe?"

Makoto scratched his head and blushed slightly as he answered.

Makoto's arm touched Kim Duk-sung's shoulder.

Kim Duk-sung's expression twisted.

The girls went wild at Makoto's reaction.

"Kyaaaaa!"

"Is the black cat after Kamiya-kun too? It doesn't even care about gender, really a cat."

"Kim-san, you look pretty good now, don't you?"

"Kamiya-kun and Kim-san might actually go well together?"

The girls chattered.

"Ahahaha..."

Makoto blushed and scratched his cheek.

"By the way, Kamiya-kun, your skin is amazing."

"What skincare do you use?"

"Your skin is better than mine, even though you're a guy. I'm jealous."

The girls surrounding Makoto blushed and chattered.

At that moment, Kim Duk-sung's face contorted like a monster.

"Hey! What's going on here?"

Thud.

Olivia stepped forward, fuming.

"Stop blocking the way to school and get lost!"

The girls immediately dispersed at Olivia's shout.

Olivia fumed, left alone.

She felt bad.

Even though she knew Makoto was a guy, she still felt strangely bad.

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