Chat Group: Anime Girls are Moist

The people in the chat group originally thought everything was over, but they noticed that the livestream hadn't ended, and things were starting to take a strange turn.

Stella: "???"

Stella: "Wait, wait, wait! What's going on?!"

Stella had just arrived at her dorm in Hagun Academy, covering her eyes in embarrassment, her whole body flushing as red as a ripe tomato.

Back at Rei Ao's home, both Sakurajima Mai and Kato Megumi were also blushing furiously.

Could he really stream this?

Frieren: "Ohhh, now I see."

Stella: "What do you mean, 'see'? Stop seeing!"

Frieren: "It's just biological research. Is there a problem?"

Frieren: "Although, this seems to go beyond what I thought were the limits of human anatomy."

Frieren: "@Saeko Busujima, could you describe your experience in more detail?"

Saeko Busujima: "I..."

Stella: "No! No one is allowed to speak, and no one is allowed to watch the stream!"

Under her stern command, the chat group fell silent. However, the livestream continued:

[Livestream]: 6 people watching.

...

"Damn it!"

"How can they be doing this?!"

Stella, who had been about to change into her dorm clothes, curled up in the corner of her bed, covering her eyes. But...

The livestream images were projected directly into their minds, so covering her eyes didn't help at all.

She couldn't understand. Why had it escalated this way? And that... that was terrifying!

If she ended up like Ayame Yomogawa… she couldn't even bear to think about it.

"That will *never* happen to me!"

Stella was adamant. As she looked up, she noticed a pair of eyes peeking through her window. Her face immediately darkened.

"A peeping tom? Prepare to die!"

"Wait, this is a mistake!"

Before the man in the tree could explain himself...

*Boom!*

A blast of flames erupted from the window.

Stella was thankful for one thing—at least she hadn't changed clothes yet. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

She glanced back at the livestream, where Rei Ao was still... active, and she blushed even more, muttering to herself, "Men are all scum."

Especially that peeping tom!

She rushed to the balcony and looked down. The tree was still ablaze, but the peeping tom had disappeared. She wasn't about to let this go, though!

...

Time passed.

Rei Ao gently stroked Ayame's smooth legs. He suddenly paused, his ears picking up the sound of commotion.

Ayame, who had been preparing herself, was startled when she noticed Rei Ao hadn't made a move yet.

"Rei Ao-sama?" she called out softly, her voice filled with shyness.

Rei Ao snapped out of his thoughts, a mysterious smile creeping across his face. He leaned down, gently nibbling her ear and whispering, "Ayame, I have a question for you."

"Huh? Rei Ao-sama, please ask."

Ayame's face flushed a deep red.

"Do you remember what I said before?"

"Wh-what?"

"I told you, I hate it when people point guns at me."

He raised his finger, pointing toward the closed door of the carriage.

"That samurai who offended me before is outside again, gun in hand, trying to break in. What do you think I should do?"

Though his voice remained gentle, he was waiting for Ayame to make a choice.

"Kurusu?!"

Ayame's hazy eyes cleared up as she realized what was happening. She had planned to plead for Kurusu's life. After all, he was a strong samurai, once highly valued by her father, and the Kōtetsujō needed warriors—especially skilled ones like him.

But when she turned to meet Rei Ao's gaze, it was cold and unyielding.

"He's doing this because he likes you."

At that moment, Ayame knew there could be no leniency. The man before her had an overwhelming sense of possessiveness. She would forever belong to him, and only by accepting that could she continue to receive his protection.

Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself and replied decisively, "Rei Ao-sama, anyone who dares to offend you should be sentenced to death."

The coldness in Rei Ao's eyes vanished, replaced by a satisfied smile.

"Good."

He grinned, clearly pleased with Ayame's decision. "Then, let's make sure he dreams forever."

"!!!"

Ayame suddenly felt an odd cold sensation, causing her to shudder as she reached her limit.

Two carriages away...

"I must see Ayame-sama! She's been deceived!" Kurusu yelled, his face twisted with rage. People around him tried to stop him.

Suddenly, his body froze in place, and white frost formed all around him.

"So cold!"

Those who had been trying to restrain him instinctively stepped back. In the next moment, Kurusu's entire body turned into a statue of ice, his face still contorted with rage. He didn't even realize he had died.

"!!!"

The atmosphere in the carriage was thick with tension, but no one screamed in fear. Instead, they erupted in near-religious fervor.

"It's divine punishment!"

"The god has punished him!"

From a corner, Mumei silently observed. Ice... that was his power. He really was like a god. If her brother tried to fight someone like him…

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