No matter how much Shiro flirted with her afterward, she ignored him. Of course, he didn't go too far with physical contact either, mainly because he could feel the killing intent radiating from her.
As time passed, they arrived at a secluded place, in front of the gate of a not-too-large villa.
Shiro stretched after getting out of the car, with an expression of complete satisfaction on his face.
However, when the other person got out of the car, her entire face was as red as a ripe tomato.
"Shizuka, do you have a fever?"
Shiro resolutely continued looking for trouble because he knew very well why she was like this, but he couldn't resist the urge to tease her.
Hiratsuka Shizuka's anger level was constantly rising at this moment. After all, how dare this bastard ask such a question? Why was she like this? Didn't he himself know the reason?
"Don't make me start swearing, okay?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka said this in a tone that suggested she was about to explode at any moment, because she still wanted to maintain a certain image of herself.
Seeing her like that, Shiro didn't continue provoking her. After all, it wouldn't be fun to push her any further. She was already beyond her limit, and her tomato-like appearance was proof enough of how satisfied he was.
After getting out of the car, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at herself in the rearview mirror; her clothes were neat and there were no problems. However, just as she was about to lead someone inside, she suddenly saw him moving his lips as though savoring something. When she saw that movement, Hiratsuka Shizuka remembered that bastard had even done that in the car.
The previous incident at school was one thing, but this time that bastard had skillfully taken the initiative, even claiming that he was hungry and needed some fruit to tide him over.
When she thought about that, her whole being suddenly felt terrible. That bastard was obviously determined to do whatever he wanted with her.
"By the way, why is it being kept here?"
Shiro subconsciously asked that question because the place was somewhat remote, the kind of place where nobody would be able to help if something went wrong.
"Under circumstances like these, where else would it be kept if not here?"
"What if it accidentally escaped? How much chaos would it cause in a place like the city center?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke in a somewhat irritated tone at this moment.
"Is there a possibility that even if it's locked up in a place like this, it could still accidentally cause trouble?"
"After all, if it escapes, wouldn't that be a huge problem?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head after hearing that.
"It's already tied up with ropes, so the problem isn't too serious."
Shiro's brows furrowed slightly when he heard that, then relaxed. If it could be restrained with ropes, that meant the thing didn't possess any special power boosts or anything similar. It should be known that some powerful beings, once they obtained a physical body, could instantly unleash tremendous combat power.
"Let's go."
At that moment, Shiro walked to her side, subconsciously wanting to wrap an arm around her waist. She noticed his attempt to take advantage of the situation and immediately moved away because his behavior was not good at all. In fact, knowing his personality, he would definitely continue pushing boundaries, so she had to avoid him.
However, in the very next moment, she discovered that he had still managed to hug her, which infuriated her terribly in the kind of way that simply couldn't be avoided.
"Let go of me!"
"No!"
Shiro refused without the slightest hesitation.
"We've already come this far, what's wrong with me putting an arm around your waist?"
Shiro said this completely openly because he was speaking what he considered the truth.
"And you're asking what's wrong with that? What will people around us think when they see this?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka felt somewhat speechless; after all, she cared about her reputation.
"Oh, come on. If you keep refusing, do you believe I'll go straight to your house and propose to you?"
At this moment, Shiro openly threatened her. Honestly speaking, that would once have been a good thing for her, but now it had become an extremely obvious threat.
Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately felt that this bastard was truly unbearable.
Of course, after they rang the doorbell, someone immediately came out.
It was a tall and strong woman who looked like a bodyguard.
"Miss Hiratsuka."
"And you, Mr. Shiro, welcome."
Hiratsuka Shizuka briefly introduced Shiro, and after hearing that, he realized this was one of Shiina Sayo's bodyguards.
Shiro nodded in response without saying much, while a certain Shizuka-kawaii exchanged a few polite words with the bodyguard. When they arrived in front of the warehouse, its doors were secured with thick chains. The bodyguard immediately unlocked the chains and began explaining.
"Recently, Mahiru has been getting more and more out of control, so we can only keep her locked up like this, and we even have to give her sedatives."
However, the moment the chains were removed, she pulled everyone present backward, and then, with a loud crash, the iron door was blown apart from the inside.
The female bodyguard didn't even have time to react. What was happening?
A girl dressed in those filthy clothes walked out from inside.
She had flaxen hair, but it was now somewhat disheveled and stained with blood, giving off an extremely strong sense of pressure. Most importantly, her expression didn't look good at all.
Her entire bearing gave off a sense of lifelessness, and her face was streaked with blood, making her appear exceptionally terrifying.
For a moment, it was difficult to tell whether she was human or a ghost.
Hiratsuka Shizuka was somewhat stunned by this sight, and the female bodyguard was in the same state.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so that's how it is. Earlier, it was slowly taking over her body. Now it has finally completely taken control of it."
With a single glance, Shiro understood the situation. It had been gradually gaining control of the body for quite some time, and now that it had almost completely mastered it, it had directly come outside.
Hiratsuka Shizuka felt uneasy after hearing that. No way? No way, could it really be such a coincidence? Was she really that unlucky?
The entity looked at the several people standing before it, including Shiro, and stretched out its hand. Its nails turned red, alluring like fresh blood. Then it directly charged toward them.
Its speed was abnormally fast; in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of them, and its primary target was Shiro, as though it carried incomparable hatred toward him.
Shiro felt somewhat speechless.
Damn it, this person must have been abandoned by some man before death and turned into a vengeful spirit.
Otherwise, why would she specifically single him out, the only man, as her target with such enormous hatred?
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