The Blond-Haired Blue-Eyed Well-Endowed Carnivores Yandere Creature Wrings Out Sins Like an Almighty Goddess, an Unreasonable Angel, and a Compassionate Holy Saint - 14

I could feel the stares.

Anger, disdain, jealousy, envy, and more… The emotions were varied. Among the rich array of gazes, there was something foreign mixed in.

Suddenly, as if drawn to something, my wandering gaze met another gaze, as if by mutual agreement, they perfectly aligned.

I locked eyes with “that girl.”

In that moment, her mouth twisted into a sinister smile, like a beautiful crescent moon floating in the dark night.

She showed an expression of pure delight, reveling in the moment—and then, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the crowd.

A faint chill ran down my spine.

I had a bad feeling about this.

There was no way that woman would witness this situation and not take action.

I was absolutely convinced that if she did anything unnecessary, there would be consequences.

That’s the kind of woman she is.

It made me uneasy.

“…tch.”

“Kuroda-kun? Is something wrong?”

“…Hm? Oh, no, it’s nothing, really.”

“Are you sure?”

Did Shirai keenly sense my emotions? She reached out with concern in her voice.

“So, Kuroda-kun. Is something wrong?”

“…No, I mean, really, it’s nothing.”

“Is that so?”

Shirai smiled gently.

“Now then, Kuroda-kun. Is something wrong?”

Oh… Did some kind of switch flip or something? It feels like the dialogue is looping.

“Kuroda-kun, is something wrong?”

“I said it’s nothing.”

“Are you sure? Is something wrong?”

“…”

Shirai was smiling, but her eyes seemed… different.

“Kuroda-kun. Is something wrong?”

If I don’t give a proper answer, will this go on forever?

“I… just made eye contact with an acquaintance. So, it’s really nothing to worry about.”

“I see. So, even someone like you, at the bottom of the social ladder, has acquaintances. That’s surprising. So, is this acquaintance a man? Or perhaps, a woman?”

“Well… technically, a woman.”

“I see. A woman, huh? Who could it be? Is she in this class? Or in another class? What’s her name? Where did you meet her, and what’s the extent of your relationship? How often do you meet per week? How many times have you met so far? How many times have you talked? How long are your conversations?”

Suddenly, Shirai sped up her questions, maintaining her smile but firing off rapid-fire questions.

Honestly, this is getting scary. No, it’s downright creepy.

“Oi wait. I said she’s just an acquaintance. You don’t need to know all that.”

“What did this woman look like? What did you think of her appearance? Average? Ugly? Cute? Beautiful? Dirty? Grotesque? Disgusting? Lovely? Glamorous? Fragile? Strange? How tall is she? What’s her weight? What are her measurements? What’s her hairstyle like? Hair color? Eye color? Nose shape, ear shape, mouth shape? Lip color? Arm length, leg length? Hand size? Shoe size? Birthday? Grades? Athletic ability? Favorite subjects? Weak subjects? Likes? Dislikes? Hobbies? How does she spend her weekends? Family background? Where does she live? Elementary or middle school origins? And then…”

“Stop stop stop, hold on, Shirai.”

Shirai’s mouth kept spewing words. Despite her smile, her eyes weren’t smiling at all. She grabbed my collar, bringing our faces uncomfortably close.

In her cobalt blue eyes, my black ones reflected nothing but agitation and confusion.

What should I do? Should I just answer what I know? I probably won’t be released until Shirai gets the answers she wants.

Thinking that, just as I was about to speak, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

It’s probably not a call but a message from the way it’s vibrated…

“Kuroda-kun, your phone just vibrated, right?”

She noticed.

Perhaps she felt the vibration through our close proximity.

“Hand over your phone.”

“……..”

As instructed, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and handed it over to Shirai.

Shirai began to operate the phone. With the passcode changed to Shirai’s birthday, there was no resistance as the phone revealed its contents.

“It’s a message. I’ve deleted all contacts except mine… Oh, it’s a message you can send by phone number, isn’t it? I see. If the other person knows Kuroda-kun’s number, they can send it. I should have just blocked all calls. If they’re blocked, messages won’t come through, right?”

Shirai didn’t let her smile fade, but behind that smile, if read it would be “Irritating.”

“So… Kuroda-kun? Who is this message from?”

My phone was thrust back towards me, the screen visible. There it was, written on it.

“At a quiet place after school, just the two of us, let’s have a little chat like always ♡♡♡”

The moment I saw it, I understood.

Though suggestive in nature, this was nothing but a tasteless prank.

There was only one person who would send such a tasteless and joking message.

That woman… Why would she send something like this at this timing?

“So…”

A chill ran down my spine.

“What does this mean?”