Multicrossover: I Took Utaha's Virginity At The Beginning!

After leaving Geto's cult, the other party had at least been considerate enough to call Ryuu a taxi.

Another half-hour passed before Ryuu finally returned to his neighborhood.

Despite only being away for a short while, it felt like everything had changed.

The quiet, everyday life he had known was still here, but after awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan, a shift had occurred inside him.

The power coursing through his veins made all the previous restraints he once abided by seem meaningless.

In this world, as long as you were strong enough… you could do anything.

And if his Mangekyō could continue evolving, then one day—this truth would become absolute.

But for now, that was a distant goal.

His immediate priority was to grow stronger.

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As he arrived at his apartment building, Ryuu noticed a light glowing from his window.

He felt a slight sense of anticipation as he approached his door.

Knocking twice, he stood still, waiting.

Seconds later, he felt someone peering through the peephole.

Then—the door unlocked.

Utaha Kasumigaoka opened it, her expression unreadable.

"...Doesn't Ryuu-kun have a spare key?"

"Of course," Ryuu replied with a smirk. "But I just wanted to see how Senpai would welcome me home."

Utaha raised an eyebrow, lips curling at the edges.

"Should I say 'welcome back' then, Ryuu-kun?"

Ryuu smiled. "That would be perfect."

Utaha stepped forward and, without hesitation, wrapped her arms around him.

She leaned in, her breath warm against his ear.

"Welcome back, Ryuu-kun."

She didn't let go.

She simply held him there, as if savoring the moment.

It was only after a few minutes that she finally pulled away, stepping back inside the apartment.

With the way she moved so naturally, it was as if this was her own home.

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"Now that Ryuu-kun is back…"

Utaha stretched lazily, taking a seat near the table, her laptop still open.

"As the master of the house, shouldn't it be time to start cooking?"

"...Huh?"

Ryuu blinked.

"Since Senpai is already home, I figured you would have made dinner."

Utaha smirked, leaning back in her chair.

"As a writer, Ryuu-kun should be grateful that I even paused my work to greet him properly."

She placed her hands over her keyboard, seemingly about to continue writing.

Ryuu stepped closer—only to see her open a blank document and begin typing:

"I'm hungry. I'm hungry. I'm hungry."

He sighed.

"Tch. Guess I have no choice."

His plans to relax after the long day were thrown out the window.

Walking to the kitchen, Ryuu opened the fridge.

It was fully stocked.

Seems like Utaha had already bought everything in advance.

As he started preparing the ingredients, a thought crossed his mind.

For the past two months, he had been constantly exorcising curses, barely finding time to cook.

Would his skills still hold up?

Before Ryuu had returned home, Utaha had been fully immersed in her writing.

But now?

She found herself distracted.

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, yet her thoughts kept wandering.

Well… she had already written for two hours. That was enough for now.

With quiet steps, she rose from her chair and made her way to the kitchen.

Leaning against the doorframe, she crossed her arms and watched Ryuu work.

She didn't say anything at first.

She simply observed—studying the way he moved.

Ryuu, sensing her presence, spoke without looking back.

"Done writing?"

Now that she had been noticed, Utaha didn't bother hiding her intentions.

She casually stepped forward, standing directly behind him.

"The new outline is finished. I'll polish the details later."

Ryuu smirked. "Then I'll be looking forward to Kasumi Utako-sensei's next big hit."

Utaha didn't reply immediately.

Instead, her fingertips lifted his chin, her voice playful.

"If my book sells well, maybe I'll keep you under my care."

Ryuu chuckled, turning slightly to glance at her.

"It's good to dream, Senpai."

"But I don't plan on becoming a househusband."

"Oh?" Utaha traced her fingers down his cheek.

"What if I added money and rewards into the deal?"

For a moment, Ryuu actually paused.

"...That depends on the offer."

Utaha smirked.

"Such a greedy boy."

"Now that you know, Senpai, why don't you go wait outside?" Ryuu straightened his back.

"If you keep teasing me, dinner might be delayed."

Utaha simply laughed.

She wasn't the type to shy away from her own provocations.

Instead, she leaned in even closer, pressing lightly against his back before stepping away with a soft giggle.

"I trust Ryuu-kun's endurance."

Ryuu exhaled sharply.

Damn her.

Fine.

Let's eat first.

Then, later tonight… she'd pay for that little stunt.

With that thought, he sped up his cooking.

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By the time the meal was ready, Utaha had already set the table and picked up the chopsticks.

She only started eating after Ryuu had sat down as well.

Ryuu took a bite, then asked, "How is it?"

"It suits my tastes."

Utaha gave her casual approval.

Truthfully, she didn't care much about the food itself.

The reason she enjoyed it so much was because Ryuu had made it.

She would have eaten whatever he cooked, regardless of the taste.

But despite that, she had a small appetite—something she maintained as part of her usual aesthetic discipline.

So, after a while, she put down her chopsticks.

But instead of leaving the table, she simply watched Ryuu.

Her foot slid forward.

Ryuu narrowed his eyes, not needing to look down to know exactly what she was doing.

Utaha, seeing his reaction, smirked.

"Ryuu-kun… don't you think it's time we did something more meaningful?"

Ryuu raised an eyebrow.

"I thought Senpai had a more reserved personality."

Utaha leaned closer, her gaze smoldering.

"Well, I'm not reserved right now."

She didn't even try to deny it.

If anything, there was a glimmer of expectation in her teasing tone.

Ryuu placed his chopsticks down.

Without hesitation, he stood up, walked over, and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"You brought this on yourself, Senpai."

Utaha let herself be pulled in, arms circling his shoulders.

"But I can also…"

She smirked, her voice a soft whisper.

"Put out fires~"

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