[Expected to begin serialization on December 20]
A transfer student surnamed Geto arrived at Izu Middle School.
As an incredibly stylish and handsome guy, his arrival caused quite a stir at this rural school.
But what did that have to do with Kotani?
She was just an utterly ordinary, poor, gloomy girl with superpowers.
Kotani didn't care about this transfer student, who was completely out of place at their rural high school, just as he didn't care about her.
Wait, why was he following her?
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In a gloomy alley, Kotani had just beaten the curse blocking her way to a pulp. She turned around and saw the transfer student, someone she had thought she'd never have anything to do with again.
"You're pretty strong, Kotani."
Smiling, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from her face. "How about transferring to another school?"
Pressed into a corner by the transfer student's broad, muscular chest, Kotani hadn't heard a word he said. All she could think was: So big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big, so big...
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At first, Kotani thought Suguru Geto was a playboy and a heartbreaker.
Later, she decided he was a kind, good person.
In a place like Jujutsu High, where just about everyone had something wrong with them, he was truly one of a kind.
It wasn't until she was imprisoned at the Time Vessel Association by Geto, who had defected from Jujutsu High and become its leader, that she realized just how completely wrong she'd been.
His voluminous robes wrapped around her like a cocoon. The bridge of his nose brushed hers, stopping just beside her lips.
"Kotani, is playing with my feelings fun?"
[Bonus Scene]
Geto has gone missing.
Some say he became a Curse User. Others say he's dead.
To investigate his disappearance, Kotani followed the few clues available and infiltrated the Time Vessel Association.
As the enthusiastic followers beside her made her bow to the leader on the dais, Kotani heard a soft laugh from above.
Geto, missing for days, sat on the dais, watching her with an amused expression.
Theme: Hard work brings prosperity