"Kazuma, flirting with girls again?"
Mira Tsubakihara wrapped her arm around his and teased, "That girl's face looks quite unfamiliar. It must be your first time meeting her, right? She's looking over here right now, staring straight at you. As expected of Kazuma, you managed to grab her attention in just a short while."
Mira pressed his arm against her soft chest. The mature woman's subtle fragrance drifted into his nose. While gently pinching his cheek in a teasing manner, she kept an eye on the silver-haired girl from the corner of her eye.
"If we're talking about flirting, Mira, I didn't flirt with you," Kazuma turned his head.
"Yes, yes, you didn't flirt with me. I'm the one flirting with you. I've fallen for you, you little rascal~ Is that okay?" Mira Tsubakihara licked her bright red lips. "I'm the older woman going after someone much younger—"
"You admit you're an old woman, old auntie~" Kazuma squinted and smirked.
"Call me big sister!"
While playfully bickering with Mira, Kazuma suddenly noticed quite a few people looking in their direction. He raised an eyebrow, having already been mentally prepared for this. "Mira, you really are a walking spotlight. Those people are probably all paying attention to you."
The name Mira Tsubakihara could indeed be considered legendary. Whether it was her beauty or her strength, people couldn't help but notice her. There were even quite a few young noblemen who had pursued her, only to end up failing miserably.
And now she was being so intimate with a man? Naturally, people couldn't help but wonder about their relationship.
"Don't mind them. I've already dealt with those guys earlier," Mira Tsubakihara picked up a grape and placed it in Kazuma's mouth. "At events like this, even enemies greet each other with smiles, maintaining superficial politeness. So don't worry about them causing trouble—but Kazuma, there are also noble young ladies attracted to you."
Kazuma was wearing the formal attire Mira had custom-made for him. Combined with his refined temperament and physique, he indeed stood out from the crowd.
"That's a bit disappointing. I won't get to see that Boeyman guy lose his composure."
Hearing this, Mira Tsubakihara's expression turned serious. "Kazuma, are you really going to do this?"
She already seemed to know what Kazuma was planning.
"Mira, you'll help me, right?" Kazuma said pitifully.
"Yes, yes. Making such a pitiful face—how could I possibly refuse?" Completely wrapped around his finger… sigh. Who told her she couldn't bear to be apart from him anymore? Mira Tsubakihara hugged him even tighter, sweetly nibbling his ear and whispering, "Do whatever you want. I'll help you clean up afterward."
No matter what Kazuma wanted to do, Mira would support him unconditionally. Besides, she understood clearly that even if Kazuma didn't act, that Boeyman would still cause trouble for him. Since he dared threaten the life of the boy she loved, there was no need to hold back. Besides, it wasn't like he was a good person anyway.
The so-called charity auction was just a show. Kazuma wore a bored expression, his attention drifting around the venue as he looked for familiar faces. Soon enough, he spotted someone he knew. Izumi Nogami, also dressed meticulously, was sitting not too far away on the other side.
This spicy gal young lady had changed into luxurious attire. Her aura was completely different from before. Of course, the impatience on her face remained unchanged. It seemed she didn't enjoy this part either.
Izumi hadn't noticed him, and Kazuma had no intention of approaching her.
His gaze shifted back to Boeyman. The blond man also looked distracted, his face dark and unpleasant. He still hadn't found Rurikawa Tsubaki, so naturally, he was anxious.
After the auction ended and the dance officially began, Shijou Anri heard the voice of the head of the Koufukuji Family.
"Let's go. It's time to greet Young Master Boeyman."
She didn't move. Her gaze remained fixed on Kazuma. Meanwhile, Kazuma wasn't looking at her. Instead, he wore a faint, playful smile as he looked toward the entrance. The head of the Koufukuji Family also didn't notice Anri's abnormal behavior and looked in the same direction.
Someone was coming.
"Is that Miyajima?"
Miyajima Sōsuke walked in with his wife.
"Young Master Boeyman, long time no see. We were slightly delayed on the way…" He walked straight toward the blond man, greeting him while introducing the beautiful woman beside him. "This is my wife. Come, greet Young Master Boeyman—"
"Miyajima Sōsuke… he really offered up his own wife," the head of the Koufukuji Family was utterly shocked, thinking this man was ruthless enough to abandon everything for profit. It wasn't just him—others also sensed something strange.
Miyajima Sōsuke's obsequious expression and his attitude towards his wife made everyone's eyes turn strange. However, the expressions of some noblewomen, including some young noble ladies, turned rather unpleasant, secretly despising him fiercely.
"Oh? Mrs. Miyajima is quite beautiful."
Mrs. Miyajima had also dressed carefully. Her graceful figure and elegant gown exuded a charm no less than Mira Tsubakihara's, causing Boeyman to narrow his eyes. He was in a bad mood and wouldn't mind using this beautiful woman to vent.
But just then, Mrs. Miyajima suddenly turned around, looking at a young man walking toward her from behind.
"Aunt Miyajima, you look beautiful~" It was Kazuma, who had walked over and praised her.
"Really?"
The beautiful lady completely ignored her husband and didn't spare Boeyman a glance. Instead, she gave Kazuma a gentle, enchanting smile. Her iceberg-like beauty seemed to melt as though spring had arrived, flowers blooming across her face.
"Kazuma, do you like it?" Right before everyone's eyes, she walked up to him with a sweet smile. "I dressed up especially for you…"
"You've completely captivated me." Instantly becoming the center of attention, Kazuma acted as if he didn't notice the shocked, puzzled, or strange looks around him—even Izumi Nogami's stunned gaze. Soon, his phone began to vibrate.
But he ignored it, reaching out his hand as though no one else existed. "Aunt Miyajima, come with me~"
The beautiful, mature woman placed her small hand in his, shy yet bold, holding onto him as she followed at his side like an affectionate little wife. "Yes… Hello, Miss Mira."
"Hello, I've heard Kazuma mention you," Mira Tsubakihara said with a friendly nod.
What's going on?!
Was Mrs. Miyajima taken away by another brat?!
The people around wore playful expressions.
So it wasn't Boeyman, but that mysterious boy? But that didn't make sense. Miyajima Sōsuke's face turned ugly. Could there be some hidden story? Something felt off—the relationships here were clearly a mess.
What exactly happened?
The Koufukuji side was also stunned. What kind of twist was this? Only Shijou Anri seemed to realize something. Was it because of him?
"What are you doing?!" Miyajima Sōsuke felt like the sky was collapsing and quickly tried to explain. "Young Master Boeyman, it's not what you think—this is a misunderstanding…"
"Interesting." After looking at Kazuma and then spotting Mira Tsubakihara, Boeyman frowned. He wasn't as furious as Miyajima Sōsuke, but having his "possession" taken still displeased him. "Don't worry, it's not your fault. If a woman falls for someone else… you're a victim too."
Miyajima Sōsuke forced a smile, inwardly seething. Did he have to say it so bluntly? This was completely humiliating! Today, he had become a laughingstock. He didn't dare show anger toward this man, so he redirected it at his wife.
That woman! How dare she go behind my back—
"Exactly, Mr. Miyajima." The head of the Koufukuji Family also walked over, practically glowing with delight. "It seems your household is a bit… complicated. You should manage your wife first. By the way, Young Master Boeyman, I've brought Miss Anri for you."
You've got to be kidding me. Again?
Miyajima Sōsuke's face flushed red. Damn it, are you copying me now?!
The Koufukuji Family head ignored the disdainful looks around him. Thanks to Young Master Boeyman, he had managed to enter this social circle and attend tonight's charity dinner. A mere maid? That was an investment, you see!
The surrounding gazes varied—some subtle, some contemptuous, some admiring—but none were the same. Only Koufukuji Takaya felt his heart bleeding. Even so, he didn't dare say a word.
Shijou Anri also felt those gazes. At that moment, the silver-haired girl seemed to reach a decision. She glanced at Koufukuji Takaya, who kept his head lowered in silence, then looked at Kazuma, who was chatting casually with Mrs. Miyajima. The gap between them was obvious.
Without comparison, there is no pain.
Determination appeared on her face. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she turned and walked toward Kazuma.
The smile on the Koufukuji Family head's face froze.
Young Master Takaya looked stunned.
Huh?
The silver-haired girl stopped in front of Kazuma. "You said I could come find you…"
Kazuma blinked. "You'll have to pay a price, you know~"
"Yes, I know."
Hearing that only made her feel more at ease.
[Wish List (Shijou Anri): Escape from Boeyman]
Unconsciously, the silver-haired girl had already begun to see Kazuma as her hope—her salvation. The first person who came to her mind now wasn't her childhood friend of ten years, but someone she had only just met.
How ironic.
Before, she had held expectations for Takaya, but now she was completely disappointed.
Boeyman's expression had turned extremely ugly, his face dark as coal. One after another… He hadn't been particularly interested in Mrs. Miyajima, but having his "possessions" taken away like this made his arrogant nature flare up with rage.
And as for Shijou Anri—needless to say, she too had been taken by this guy—
Wasn't this outright provocation?
"I don't think I've ever seen you before," he said coldly, staring at Kazuma with burning anger. "Kid, haven't you heard of me?"
"Are you threatening us?" Mira Tsubakihara sneered, refusing to back down. "Boeyman, he's my man. Do you have a death wish?"
Hiss—
Gasps spread across the room.
What kind of background did this kid have? Mrs. Miyajima had been taken by him, the Koufukuji Family's girl was drawn to him, and even Mira Tsubakihara had that kind of relationship with him?!
Kazuma himself hadn't expected Mira to reveal their relationship so directly. He froze for a moment, then felt speechless. Why does this make it look like I'm living off a woman? Still, he stepped forward, giving Boeyman a faint smile.
"What, already getting anxious? How disappointing. The real show hasn't even started."
"What?"
The blond man didn't understand. Then, as if sensing something, he turned toward the entrance. A familiar figure walked in, wearing small leather boots. It was none other than Rurikawa Tsubaki, whom he had been unable to find for two days.
"You… Rurikawa?!"
She wore a maid outfit, her clear and delicate face as beautiful as ever.
Why was she here?
Wait… something's wrong. Why is she walking toward that kid?
Could it be—no, please no!!!!
Under the blond man's disbelieving gaze, Rurikawa Tsubaki—the one he considered the most perfect and important—gracefully came to stand beside Kazuma.
"Master."
Hearing her voice and seeing her smile, his world shattered.
"Rurikawa!"
At that moment, Boeyman completely lost control.
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