— — — — — — —
Lynn: "…?"
He silently backed out of the room, double-checked the door sign, and confirmed—this was indeed Utaha's bedroom.
Lynn turned his gaze toward the bed, where a pair of silky black-stockinged legs stretched out before him.
His eyes traveled upward. Utaha's hips were slightly raised, and at the back, a small, fluffy, white tail twitched slightly—like a bunny's.
Utaha had unleashed her nasty devil tail and combined it with the bunny custom to make the amazing new bunny tail.
Lynn's expression turned a little complicated.
As if sensing his stare, Utaha's perky backside gave a tiny, involuntary shudder.
"Phew—"
Lynn let out a breath and, without hesitation, snapped the door shut behind him.
If she was being this considerate… there was no reason to refuse.
Smack!
He couldn't help himself—his hand came down hard.
A sharp, crisp sound echoed through the room.
Utaha buried her face into the pillow, muffling a low whimper.
Her face… was burning hot.
Lynn smirked. "Utaha, are you ready for your reward?"
Utaha lifted her head slightly, breathing shakily.
Her dazed eyes shimmered as she murmured, "Master… I'm yours today…"
Lynn paused for a second, then chuckled.
"Utaha, prepare for your glorious evolution!"
Lynn Chose to activate his Devil Healing (Milk Mode.)
— Energy Injection Activated.
— Dosage: Increased.
Finally, after multiple doses, Utaha was exhausted and defeated.
—
The Next Morning.
Utaha's eyes snapped open, her face flushing red.
"M-Master! My tail—!"
Lynn gently pinched the tip of her tail.
A sharp jolt shot through her entire body.
Her legs twitched as if she had been electrocuted.
Lynn leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear.
"Utaha, last night really helped me see a new side of you."
Utaha's gaze darted away.
…She had been a little too bold last night.
But the emotions she had been holding back for so long—she just couldn't suppress them anymore.
Smack!
Lynn released her tail, giving it a light tap.
"Utaha, your reward isn't over yet."
"Eh?! W-Wait!!"
Utaha's eyes widened in panic.
"I-I can't take any more—!!"
— Overflow Detected.
— — —
Shuchiin Academy – Teacher's Office.
Minamiya Natsuki stamped another leave request without even looking up.
"So it's you delivering his excuse this time?"
Yotsuya Miko stood awkwardly, shifting her weight from foot to foot.
She let out a nervous laugh, her toes subconsciously digging into the floor.
"Uh… y-yeah…"
Lowering her head, she muttered softly, "It's… it's also for second-year student Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai…"
Natsuki's hand froze mid-stamp.
A brief silence.
Then, she scoffed coldly. "Tch. That damn womanizing Devil!"
— — —
Black Bullet World – Afternoon.
Shiina Mahiru rested her chin on her hand, staring blankly at the Cursed Children playing in the distance.
But her mind was somewhere else entirely.
She mumbled softly, "Lynn… still hasn't come back yet…"
Hovering in midair, a certain ghost girl squirmed restlessly, her cheeks flushed a suspicious shade of pink.
"So lucky… I want a reward too," muttered Kanoe Yuuko, her ghostly form twisting in anticipation.
Hearing that, Mahiru glanced up at her.
This ghost… was also a serious competitor.
She had zero sense of personal space and was constantly throwing herself at Lynn.
A woman who truly embodied the first rule of Familia—complete devotion to their master.
— — —
Finally, an hour later.
Lynn and Utaha stepped through the portal.
Utaha clung tightly to Lynn's arm, her chin slightly raised, eyes darting sideways—as if she just so happened to glance at Mahiru and the others.
The moment Lynn appeared, Yuuko clung to him without hesitation.
Utaha narrowed her eyes at Yuuko's behavior, but her imposing aura instantly vanished.
She reached out, ready to pry the clingy ghost off.
"You desperate old virgin! Don't distract Master from important business!"
"Important business?"
Shiina Mahiru glanced at the time and twitched slightly.
5 PM.
And you're talking about not wasting time?
From last night until now—that was nearly an entire day!
She couldn't help but let her thoughts wander.
Just what exactly had Utaha been doing all this time…?
Yotsuya Miko curled up in a corner.
I'm not here. You can't see me. I don't exist.
"Hey, hey! Miko! Come grind levels with me!"
Miko froze, wanting to cry but having no tears left.
Hana…! Could you at least acknowledge the mood in the room?!
While the Familia members argued, Lynn finally began the reincarnation ceremony for the Cursed Children.
— ——
Meanwhile – Outer Area
A large truck drove into the outskirts of the city. Its bright IISO logo stood out clearly.
The truck rumbled to a stop near a sewer entrance.
Several workers in uniforms climbed out, their faces twisted with disgust.
Behind them, a muscular man stepped down, dragging along a blank-faced young girl.
The man barked, "Hurry up and grab a few of them so we can report back."
Clang!
One of the workers roughly pried open the sewer grate, then shouted down into the darkness.
"Hey, you little brats! Get your asses up here! We're taking you to enjoy life!"
"Hahaha!"
The others laughed coldly.
Enjoy life?
In reality, it meant cruel training, forcing them to become tools—to die protecting those who paid for their lives.
But really, what greater honor could those freaks ask for?
Their sneers deepened.
This was the only fate that monsters like them deserved.
Even the burly man holding the girl looked at her with undisguised contempt.
The little girl bit her lip, her heart filled with silent despair.
But…As time passed, no one emerged from the sewer.
The workers frowned.
"The hell?! You expect me to go down there myself?!"
One of them peered into the filthy tunnel, his face twisted with disgust.
"Tch! Those brats are really pushing their luck!"
Grumbling, one of the men climbed down.
A few seconds later—
Silence.
Then he scrambled back up, his face pale.
"T-They're gone!"
The group exchanged confused glances.
"Did they move locations?"
One of them muttered, brows furrowed.
The IISO, the international organization in charge of managing the Cursed Children, knew the exact locations of all hideouts in the outer district.
Whenever they needed more "tools", they would just round them up like cattle.
But today—their usual prey had vanished.
"Damn it! Just our luck!"
"Move to the next location!"
— — —
Hours Later – Midnight.
The entire outer Area had been thoroughly searched.
Yet, aside from Gastrea monsters, there wasn't a single Cursed Child in sight.
Even after checking every known hideout, they found nothing.
The IISO workers stood in the empty ruins, staring at the deserted streets in disbelief.
"Where the hell… did all the Cursed Children go?"
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