In the middle of the night, silence reigned.
The entire Tracen Academy had fallen into a deep sleep.
Kaito avoided the Student Council office, which was still brightly lit and filled with the smell of gunpowder, and trusting his memory, he returned alone once more to the old abandoned and forgotten racetrack.
The silver moon, like frost, poured down, covering the ruins with a layer of sacred and dreamlike radiance.
And on the edge of the highest row of the stands, Narita Taishin was sitting there quietly, alone.
Her legs hung in the air, swaying gently.
Her slender figure, silhouetted against the cold moonlight, looked like that of a proud and lonely elf, ready to embrace the entire night.
She was not wearing the rigid training uniform, but a set of completely black casual clothes, which made her look even thinner and even more... solitary.
This was her sanctuary.
And tonight, she would welcome her... deity here.
Kaito said nothing, but walked carefully toward her, imitating her posture, and sat on the cold, cracked concrete supports.
The two sat side by side, silently contemplating the quiet path illuminated by the moonlight.
Neither spoke first.
The night wind whipped at her, ruffling her long hair that covered half of her face.
A few strands brushed gently against Kaito's cheek, leaving him with a sensation of freshness and the unique, pure scent of freshly snowed grass, a scent that only she possessed.
After an indeterminate time, Narita Taishin slowly, but with incredible firmness, leaned her head gently on Kaito's shoulder.
This action, devoid of words, was her most direct and absolute silent invitation.
Kaito's body tensed slightly, only to relax completely immediately.
He extended his arm and, with delicacy, wrapped it around her painfully thin shoulders, drawing her even closer into his embrace.
After feeling his warm and firm response, Narita Taishin suddenly raised her head.
Her wild gaze, like that of a wolf, which was normally hidden by her bangs, now shone with a fervent and impressive light under the moonlight!
She didn't hesitate for a second!
She caressed Kaito's face and, in an almost cathartic way, poured all her emotions into a clumsy but incredibly passionate kiss.
This kiss was neither tender nor sweet.
It was charged with the rawest and most primitive aura, unique only to the "wolf"
It was as if she were using this very direct method to burn into the depths of Kaito's soul her ineffable gratitude, her unwavering devotion, and her long-repressed feelings!
Faced with such a fervent and unrestrained "confession", Kaito was initially taken aback, but immediately ignited by her pure and irrational love.
When their lips parted, he gasped and whispered in her ear the only nonsense phrase of the night, his voice hoarse and full of possessiveness.
"It seems that..."
"...simply tearing down your cage is not enough..."
"...I still need to properly teach this disobedient little wild wolf..."
"...who the real Master is"
After finishing speaking, he was no longer passive!
He caressed her face and regained absolute control with a more aggressive and undeniable kiss.
Narita Taishin offered no resistance.
Instead, the corner of her lips curled into a satisfied, almost bestial smile, full of anticipation and excitement.
This unique man she had chosen had to be exactly like this.
This abandoned racetrack was her previous "spiritual wasteland", lonely and cold.
And now, Kaito's presence was like a torrent of boiling lava, ready to completely reshape this wasteland and mark it with his personal seal.
The ceremony that followed was silent but intense.
There were no unnecessary words, no fake jokes.
Only figures intertwined in the moonlight, breathing becoming faster and faster, and repressed, fragmented moans.
Suddenly, Narita Taishin buried her face in Kaito's neck, as if using all her strength, leaving a deep and eternal mark of possession: a [Mark]
It was a trembling, resolute, slightly painful bite mark, like that of a wolf.
It symbolized that she had handed over her sharpest fangs, along with her life and her loyalty, completely.
Kaito let out a muffled groan.
Far from pushing her away, he hugged her even tighter, as if trying to melt her into his bones and blood, using the heat of his body to respond, to calm her, and to completely conquer that indomitable loyalty.
He made her understand that her loneliness had completely ended.
From that moment on, her world would be forever engraved with his indelible mark.
At the instant when both body and mind seemed to reach a certain limit, Narita Taishin's sounds ceased to be repressed moans.
She threw her head back and let out a piercing cry toward the bright moon in the sky, a cry that fluctuated between pain and pleasure, as if tearing out her soul.
A long howl!!
This was the birth of the Wolf King.
It was also her most complete farewell to her former timid self.
[Ding—! ]
[Soul resonance achieved!]
[Congratulations, host! ]
[You have completed the Bond Mark at the [Soul Level] with the target [Narita Taishin]!]
[The passive bond skill "Heart of the Lone Wolf LV1" has received a permanent upgrade! ]
[Updated effect: When you find yourself in a state of "isolation and helplessness", there is a certain probability that you can forcibly summon the "Phantom of Power" of Narita Taishin to perform a fatal and self-sacrificing attack on your behalf (limited to once a day)]
When everything calmed down.
Narita Taishin snuggled into Kaito's arms, like a tired young wolf who had finally found her eternal home.
She buried her face deep in his chest, which still held the scent of their passion, and uttered her eternal vow of loyalty almost in a whisper, but with absolute clarity.
"My limit... is you"
"My goal... is also you"
"...From now on..."
"...My fangs will only... clear the way for you"
Kaito hugged her tightly, covering her with his jacket.
He looked down and saw the clear mark of absolute possession on her neck, and his heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction.
He thought of the "Basic Harem Law", full of concessions and calculations.
He thought of the complicated rotation system.
He thought of the women who were still arguing endlessly in the conference room.
But at that moment, he had only one thought: "To hell with the rules"
"This girl deserves for me to make an exception once"
"No, she deserves for me to make exceptions countless times"
This act of "trampling the rules just for you" was the ultimate expression of affection and affirmation for Narita Taishin's deeply insecure personality.
…
The next day, at dawn.
Kaito returned silently to the dormitory area, bringing Narita Taishin with him, exhausted but spiritually radiant like never before.
However, upon reaching the entrance of Kaito's dormitory, he saw something that instantly made his skin crawl.
His "Harem Cabinet", headed by "President" Symboli Rudolf, and six other top-tier "fierce Umas", were lined up neatly in a row, with their arms crossed and wearing "kind" smiles.
It was evident that they had been waiting all night.
The "Minister of Foreign Affairs" TM Opera O stepped forward gracefully, fanning herself, and offered the "gentlest" greeting with a smile:
"Lord Teacher, it seems that last night you performed a very deep and exhaustive 'practical application' of the supplementary articles of the 'Basic Law' yourself, you must be tired"
"Therefore, as all members of the 'Legislative Council', we consider it extremely necessary to hear your... 'Practice Report' and your 'Deep Self-Criticism' regarding this 'violation of protocol'"
Kaito observed the scene before him, comparable to a painting of hell, and then looked at Narita Taishin beside him, who, far from being afraid, had stepped forward to protect him, staring intently at all the "enemies" with vigilant wolf eyes.
He knew it.
The greatest crisis of confidence in his career as a rehabilitation specialist, and the most terrifying yet sweetest Shura field... was about to officially begin.