Chapter 252.


    <strong>Chapter 252. Enlisting Ang’s Aid. (1/6)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">When morning came, I woke up embraced by a beauty with light orange blond hair innocently snuggled up close to my chest. She appeared quitefortable with the way she slept so peacefully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As much as I wanted to stick around, I had to head to the university to meet a certain troublesome individual. I had a strong urge to just skip out though. I’d gone and made an annoying arrangement. I was only forced to do so because of how problematic that person was. She could make my life very inconvenient if I didn’t give her enough attention.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I removed my left hand from behind Alicia’s head, but it didn’t change the fact that she had her arms locked around me. There wasn’t any way to slip out without waking her up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A bit perplexed, rather than wake her up, I waited until she woke up on her own. It took about an hour before her eyes trembled a bit and they cracked open slightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she understood where she was, she looked up at me and said sleepily, “Morning.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Morning.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“About what you wanted help with, I think I have an idea.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she suddenly brought that topic up, my interest immediately piqued, I asked. “Oh? Really? What sort of n do you have in mind?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It came to me in a dream I just had just before I woke up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It seemed waiting for her to wake up naturally yed in my favor. If I’d woken her up, she might not have had that dream.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In my dream the two of us were under the night sky seated beside each other admiring the view overhead.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? How is that a n?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Students taking third-year physics are going on a field trip soon after the midterms. To thearium. Don’t you think it would be the perfect opportunity to get them together there?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes lit up. She was right, it was a perfect opportunity to try something. In terms of mood and atmosphere it could work. I’dpletely forgotten about that field trip.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But even with the right mood and atmosphere… I felt the likelihood of sess was quite low.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s a good start, but just that is far from enough. The student council president already knows how the vice president feels about him. She’s already confessed her feelings to him, but she was put on the back burner.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. The details need work.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He needs to be given an ultimatum. We need to put him in a position where he can’t escape. What really needs to be done is to disrupt the status quo between the two of them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you have something in mind?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… sort of. We need to reset their current rtionship to zero where they’re strangers. We need to create a fateful first encounter between the two.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh! Yeah, yeah! That sounds interesting. But… how would we do something like that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s actually quite simple.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A n finally formed in my head thanks to Alicia. I needed her as part of this n for sure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Simple? How?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’ll see. I first need to run it by the vice president before I can exin any further.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">If Izora wasn’t willing to take this sort of gamble, then this n would prove to be useless. She was so certain Alicia was the only type of girl the student council president would be interested in, but was that fact? Or something based on incorrect assumptions she made?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just because a guy likes one particr girl doesn’t mean they wouldn’t take interest in another type of girl. It was worth a shot. Opposites attract.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I’ve got to get going, Alicia.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You do?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. I’ve got some things to do today.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you meeting up with someone today?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Izora?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? If it’s not her then who is it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t really say. I might be able to make use of them in this n though.” As a special guest maybe. The only problem with making use of her would be doing so without her realizing anything. She was a difficult card to make use of because I was still on guard against her. Even with her soul in my possession, I didn’t feel like I could trust her fully. Did I think she’d stab me in the back? No, I was just concerned about trying to freely move a wild out of control piece like her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She was a very powerful piece, but ying with fire could get you burned if you weren’t careful with how you handled it. Meeting her today would provide an opportunity to test the waters.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine… I’ll see you tonight after work.” She sounded a bit dejected as she released me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rather than simply leave her in this state, I gave her a kiss and said, “I love you, Alicia.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her lips pulled back to one side as she raised a balled fist in front to hide them. Her eyes dodged to the right as her eyshes fluttered, slightly embarrassed, she said, “I… love you too, Ran.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a bit funny how a few simple words couldpletely change a girl''s mood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I climbed over her body, got off the bed, and took a short shower before I got dressed. When I was ready to leave, I looked back to my bed curiously. She hadn’t budged an inch. It seemed she nned on staying.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I noticed one of my pillows was unounted for. When I inspected her closer I realized she seemed to be hugging the missing pillow under the nket in ce of me. It just barely stuck out from the edge of the nket and covered up to her nose so only her eyes innocently staring at me were visible.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you nning to stay in my room?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I… can’t?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, you can. I don’t mind. I just thought you might get bored.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I want to sleep a bit more. It’s unexpectedly easy to fall asleep in here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm.” She nodded cutely, closing her eyes with her nose buried in my pillow. She was too adorable, it wasn’t good for my heart.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No, I can’t stay here hugging this innocent cute girl all day. I have things to do. I must be strong and resist the urge. I’ll be a useless bum who never gets any work done if I stay here. This was why I had to be out of the house, if I wasn’t, I’d never get any writing done with these girls always around me at home. It was impossible to focus at home.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I left Alicia behind in my room and caught the next bus to the university. With it being Saturday, everyone else was sleeping inte so I didn’t bump into anyone on the way out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I arrived at the museum in the university, it was empty. Ang hadn’t shown up yet. Well, there was no guarantee she would. I’d only left the message, she could be busy this weekend for all I know.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As she wasn’t around, I pulled out my phone and started writing. I had a good amount of ideas built up and wrote a good amount as I lost track of time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was so into it that Ipletely zoned out my surroundings.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While in the midst of writing my vision suddenly grew dark.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Guess who~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When the words on my phone disappeared someone suddenly spoke those two words out yfully. They disguised their voice and I didn’t recognize it at all. But judging by the perfume I smelled, it could only be one person.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ms. Angel of Death?”