The Heroines Can Read My Secret Diary

Hakuto narrowed his eyes.

"You didn't mention any additional conditions before."

Kirari replied, "I didn't promise you any conditions then, either."

His face turning cold, Hakuto's gaze towards Kirari became dangerous.

Thinking back, Kirari indeed hadn't promised anything at the time. But precisely because of that, Hakuto suddenly realized that he had been tricked by Kirari.

"I made it possible for you to establish your club. I can just as easily have it disbanded."

Facing this threat, Kirari just smiled calmly.

"I don't care about the club at all. It doesn't matter if it's disbanded. If you want to know the whereabouts of the Legendary Cooking Utensil, either win a gamble against me or conquer me."

Hakuto fell silent. He knew Kirari was crazy, so threatening her life probably wouldn't make her compromise.

For a moment, Hakuto didn't know what to do with Kirari.

"What if I choose neither?"

Suddenly, Hakuto showed a sinister smile. The cat's eye on the ring on Hakuto's left hand seemed to move.

Kirari's gaze focused.

"If you try to do anything to me, if I find myself in a situation where I cannot control my own consciousness, I will choose to commit suicide."

Kirari threatened Hakuto.

"You want to die? That's if you can even die."

Hakuto sneered and raised his hand. A cloud of pink mist instantly entered Kirari's body.

In an instant, Kirari's eyes turned into the shape of hearts.

"Tell me where the Legendary Cooking Utensil is."

Hakuto asked Kirari. But at this moment, Kirari had completely become a slave to desire. How could she answer Hakuto's question? She directly threw herself onto Hakuto, her cyan-lipsticked lips kissing him.

Hakuto pushed Kirari away. He had come to get the whereabouts of the Legendary Cooking Utensil from her, not to have sex with her.

With one hand grasping Kirari's face, Hakuto stared coldly at her.

"Snap out of it."

With Hakuto's words, Kirari's eyes regained a trace of clarity.

"Tell me where the Legendary Cooking Utensil is."

"Conquer me, and I'll tell you."

Licking her lips, Kirari looked at Hakuto as if he were prey.

Hakuto looked at Kirari with a bewildered expression.

"The conquest you're talking about is this kind of conquest?"

Hakuto truly hadn't expected that the conquest Kirari was talking about was this kind of conquest.

Kirari kissed Hakuto again. He paused for a moment, then no longer hesitated. He went from passive to active.

Three hours later, Kirari was as limp as a ragdoll.

Hakuto got dressed and looked at the disheveled Kirari.

"Can you tell me now?"

Kirari looked at Hakuto and let out a breath.

"The Restoration Society. The Legendary Cooking Utensil is with the Restoration Society."

"The Restoration Society?"

Hakuto had clearly never heard of this organization.

"This organization appeared after Japan was conquered. The Restoration Society's goal is to gain Japan's independence and restore Japan."

Hakuto's eyes narrowed, 'Wanting Japan to gain independence? Restore Japan?'

"A hundred years ago, the Restoration Society stole a Legendary Cooking Utensil from the Great Ming. They wanted to use it to split the Great Ming's national fortune and steal it to make Japan independent."

Hakuto sneered, then looked at Kirari. "So, what is your purpose in telling me this? And since you know about the Restoration Society, what is your relationship with them?"

"The Momobami Clan is also a member of the Restoration Society. Even Hyakkaou Academy is a stronghold of the Restoration Society."

Hakuto placed his hand on Kirari's neck.

"So, what are you trying to do by telling me all this? And what is your purpose in proactively telling me the whereabouts of the Legendary Cooking Utensil?"

"I told you. You conquered me. So everything of mine is yours. Even if you want my life, I'll give it to you."

"I don't believe that just because I slept with you, you would become devoted to me."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. You just need to know that I will never betray you."

Hakuto withdrew his hand from Kirari's neck. Then a seed appeared in his hand.

A black seed with a sprout growing from one end.

Then Hakuto plunged this seed, along with his palm, directly into Kirari's heart.

Surprisingly, no blood splattered.

"I want you to gather information within the Restoration Society. Any information, whether it's the membership list of the Restoration Society or the Legendary Cooking Utensil. I want you to report everything to me without omission. That seed just now will give you power, but it will also monitor you. Once you betray me, you will die a terrible death."

He withdrew his hand. Hakuto stared coldly at Kirari.

"If that's what it takes for you to trust me, then so be it. Now, I want more. Come on, conquer me."

Looking at Kirari, whose pupils were now filled with hearts, the corner of Hakuto's mouth twitched.

"Damn."

This word was both a verb and an interjection.

By the time Hakuto got home, it was already past ten o'clock at night.

As soon as he returned, Ram and Rem smelled the scent of another woman on him.

"Pervert master, have you been out all day fooling around with another woman? Which fox's scent is that on you?"

[No way. I've taken so many baths, and Rem and Ram can still smell Momobami Kirari on me?]

Hakuto was also shocked. He had taken so many baths, yet they could still smell it?

[I can never admit it. Although I have no feelings for Momobami Kirari, if Ram and Rem find out I had sex with her, they'll definitely be angry, right?]

Hakuto had no idea that he had completely betrayed himself.

Rem and Ram's expressions instantly turned ugly. The same went for others who saw the diary.