Within the sound of falling rain, the corridors of the Clock Tower were enveloped in an eerie silence. Koyanskaya's red lips were so soft as they touched, with a hint of chill, like the cold rain outside the corridor.
Izaya, at the center of it all, remained motionless for a long time, staring at Koyanskaya with an expression of disbelief, feeling the softness of her lips and the magical fluid intertwining between them.
Even in the dim corridor, those golden eyes shone, still radiating an incomparable cold magic from her earlier confrontation with Sajyou Manaka, a chill that lingered.
Yet, her mature and soft body was especially warm. In this damp, chilly air of the rainy season, he could clearly feel the body heat seeping into every corner of his skin.
Whether Beast or magus, this liquid itself was a symbol of magic.
When Izaya unconsciously swallowed, he instantly felt Koyanskaya's magic flowing through his entire body, forgetting at first to push her away.
In the mingled light and shadow of the corridor, as the rain intensified, it seemed everything happening here was completely isolated from the world.
Kayneth had already fallen into extreme shock, speechless for a long time. Even Marisbury at his side squinted, dazed.
Before Koyanskaya's arrival, nearly every lord and student had quietly speculated about the NFF president's purpose, and how to please her for future cooperation. He'd even secretly prepared several relics to use as bargaining chips...
But even this Astronomy Lord never expected to witness such a shocking sight.
Izaya was still young... adopted by the Sajyou family. There was no record that he even knew Koyanskaya...
Kayneth apparently didn't know his own disciple well enough... And his fiancée was proving more formidable than expected... At the very least, there was no other genius of this level in the Clock Tower.
Feeling the magic descending directly from the Root, Marisbury's eyes grew faintly meaningful.
On the other hand, at the moment she saw this scene, Sajyou Manaka's mind went utterly blank, as if struck by lightning. Her pupils slowly widened as she stared at the scene before her in disbelief.
That woman with pink hair, so innocently embracing her fiancé, greedily seeking his kiss, her face so alluring it naturally attracted men, hugging the man so intimately and boldly kissing him right in front of her.
Ba-dum, ba-dum—
Manaka's heartbeat seemed to pierce the sky in an instant, and for the first time in her life, she felt the emotion called "anger."
It wasn't just that her fiancé was kissed by another woman. The scene before her had deviated from the "script" she'd written in the past, destroying the "fairytale" she'd initially planned.
Koyanskaya was right...
Sajyou Manaka's proud "omniscience" had never foreseen such a development in the future.
If the story she had originally written should have been a fairytale ending with the prince and princess happily together... then this fairytale had now taken a turn more like an N.T.R. novel...
She could only watch, as her beloved, her possession, was touched and sullied by another woman...
She had cherished him for so many years, and yet this woman was so brazen, she nearly rose up and "struck" her on the spot...
But after a long, numbed moment, the blonde girl suddenly bloomed with a sweet angelic smile.
It was a smile so sweet, it threatened to drag the world to ruin.
Kill, kill, kill...
Die, die...
A ceaseless voice echoed in her heart, and finally, the light in Sajyou Manaka's eyes faded away.
Meanwhile, after an indeterminate amount of time, Koyanskaya finally, reluctantly, ended the long kiss. She released the man's hand, though her hand remained on his shoulder. In the dark, those golden eyes looked even more enchanting, her smile lazy and satisfied after a full meal, her cheeks flushed from lack of oxygen and rising emotion, her gaze intoxicated.
Sensing the murderous intent rising in the air, Koyanskaya ignored it, gently wiping away the crystalline residue from her lips with her fingertip.
Her voice echoed in the corridor—now so silent, only the two heartbeats remained, filled with deadly allure.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Izaya-kun."
Sajyou Manaka said nothing, only blooming with a pure, sweet smile.
"Hehe...
Ah... I never expected a thief to defile my brother..."
"But that's fine... I'll just rewrite everything—"
At last, her rage truly exploded.
In the next instant, she looked up. Without gesture or chant, just a thought in her mind—
—And the entire Clock Tower heard the grief of the "world."
Boom!!
Before the terrified gazes of Kayneth and Marisbury, the very space above the ancient corridor, protected by countless barriers, shattered like a mirror struck by a stone!
It wasn't physical collapse.
It was a "hole"!
A vortex of the Root, made of swirling colors, leading directly "outside the world."
Magic that did not belong to this world flowed from that "hole." It was not just energy, but "knowledge" itself.
The moment it touched, the stone walls of the corridor were decomposed into the most primitive information and quietly erased.
The Clock Tower's thousand-year-old defensive wards were torn to shreds like paper before this "Root"'s absolute violence.
Sajyou Manaka slowly raised her slender finger, pointing at Koyanskaya.
In that instant, her last words were as innocent as a child—
—"Vanish."