A blond, blind woman had appeared at Naoya Zenin's side. She was very beautiful. Officially, she'd been hired as the young master's bodyguard, but everyone felt there was more to it than that.
People whispered that her slender waist must be covered in bruises left by Naoya Zenin's grip, and that the connected red marks around her collarbone were probably proof of how badly the young master struggled to control himself.
But only Naoya Zenin knew that he couldn't even get a single kiss from you.
Those tantalizing marks on your neck were just a metal allergy.
Drunk, he slurred, "What if we got together?"
You pulled the black silk blindfold from your eyes, revealing a pair of impassive eyes. "Young Master, please behave yourself."
You think that little salary gives you the right to talk about love?
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One day, Toji Zenin found a diary. When he opened it, he saw the name of the woman bodyguard rumored to be involved with Naoya Zenin written in the bottom-right corner of the first page.
Out of sheer malice, he grinned and opened the diary.
Page one: "I'm a bodyguard, and the young master's always throwing a fit."
Page two: "The young master's climbing the wall again, testing my stubbornness."
Page three: "I want to touch Toji's pecs. I'll never give up."
Toji, with his head full of single and double rhymes, closed the diary, dizzy. After some thought, he came to one conclusion: you were a rapper!
Holding on to a diary like that was a little embarrassing, so Toji sneaked into your room in the dead of night to return it. He didn't come back out until the next morning.
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Having somehow ended up with two Zenin men was already annoying enough. Then, after you accompanied the young master to an exchange event at the sister school, two more shadows appeared in your life.
The supposedly strongest duo wandered around in front of you as if they had no missions to do.
In theory, to keep the young master happy, you should have sent them away. But after checking your bank balance, you decided to turn a blind eye.
They were paying way too much.
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You summed up the situation this way: a man who acts like a mom is great, the young master is pretty cute too, and a few high school boys add some spice to life.
If you had to name one problem, it would probably be right now.
While Toji and Suguru Geto were jabbing at each other's sore spots, Satoru Gojo and Naoya Zenin were already about to throw hands.
You tried to slip away quietly, but kicked over a flowerpot and drew their attention.
Four pairs of eyes turned to you, all asking the same question: "Are they your good friends too?"
Orange Rina, you're in danger!
Theme: Self-reliance.