Not so far away from the Dojin family mansion, which is the mainstay of the Yin Yang master, Kuroko Dojin, a brunette with top grades in the school, gets off the transfer luxury car and heads to the school building at one of the city's famous super elite high schools.
"Come on! Look, look, Do-jin! Oh, it's beautiful today..."
"That beautiful brunette, the beautiful standing act of dressing in a uniform. That's Yamato from the school..."
He says he just got off normally, but the students around him who go to the same school are boned by their beauty, both male and female.
Some fall in love with the long dark hair in the wind, while others feel elegant and salivate in their graceful walk.
Such a beautiful girl was and will always be Kuroko Dojin, who will not attract all those just because she is there.
As a person, I am not particularly conscious and behave, but the reactions around me have been similar since childhood, so I can already be.
Then, on his way to the classroom, a courageous boy student called out to him.
"Oh, that! And, Dojin-san! Oh, oh, hang out with me!
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
He was the one who turned his face bright red and told his thoughts, but he was killed seconds without any hesitation.
It's an overly tragic series of exchanges, but in fact, this sight can be so catastrophic that it happens every day that it's known to other schools as a school specialty.
From upper to lower classes, the number of those who have already had their confessions dismissed will rise to three digits.
But love is blind, and even though he was killed once, he still eats.
"Hey, why!? Ri, just for a reason please!
"Is that why..."
Um, and I lean my neck and blackie thinks why.
But I can't think of any reason like this, and the thought of something vaguely "not this guy" just solicits me.
In the first place, then, it was the appearance of a certain man who came to mind with the natural question of what kind of lord he deserved.
The black boy who noticed it gradually blushed, no, no, no. Though I don't think so, but I can't leave the man's figure behind my brain.
I am not yet prepared to accept what this thought is, but I will tell you why I believe I have come up with just the right excuse.
"Kuroko, give me a reason, give me a reason!
"Uh, right...... Actually, I already have someone I like. So sorry."
"... Huh? No, eh?
"No, so you like it better..."
I thought it was a good thought, but at the end of the day, the words were instantly conveyed to all who were on the spot, and a moment of silence came.
And the silence explodes at the next moment.
"" "Yeah, yeah, yeah!?
The exploded silence reaches the school building, and rumors spread with his words multiplied into great contents.
Says I already have a lover, no fiancée.
Says I'm even going there already.
Says who's the famous idol?
Rumors that it would get louder on its own were that the class had dropped a paragraph and by the time it was a lunch break, it was on a scale that it could no longer be cleaned up.
As for Kuroko himself, I don't think he said it, but I think he made the story too big. Well, I don't think this will make a troublesome confession for a while, and I enjoy the break in a surprisingly sunny way.
But there was one person in this school who would not tolerate the rumors.
"Oh, Mr. Kuroko. You already have a fiancée?
"Oh, hello, Micado. Yeah, not as much as my fiancée, but I care about you."
It was the Nishien Temple (Saiyonji) Gomen (Mikadu) who heard the rumors.
He is a psychic belonging to a secret society that always rivals Kuroko and lurks behind Japan with so much beauty, power, and alien powers as well.
Even when it comes to secret societies, their existence is to the knowledge of the Japanese government, and it is primarily an organization that solves the problems of monsters, spirits, and otherness that cannot be put on the table, at the request of the government.
Naturally unrecognized by the general public, it is a surprisingly famous group of Yin Yang masters and the psychics associated with them.
The West Garden Temple, with its fingers twirling its proud hair, continues somewhere frustrated.
"That's another ridiculous thing to say. With that sacrificial mission, you're in love with love... and maybe forget your own mission?
"I haven't forgotten. I just can't stop thinking about that lord."
Both strained to the juncture so that the conversation was not audible around them, scattering bees and sparks with their gaze.
But when I heard the answer to what didn't bother me, Miyamen Nishien Temple overlapped the words further.
"Phew, my lords... If you were to say so much, I guess that would already be a great man. But it seems pathetic, that promising man will eventually be caught up in a war with the Great Monster and will lose his life because of you. 'Cause no matter how strong a person is, they're no match for that monster."
"Heh heh,... is that right?
Black child and I understand what role I was born with.
And I also know that a monster, powerful enough to do nothing, is about to make the resurrection exactly right now.
But when I think of that man, Kenji Saito, it doesn't matter.
That guy could do something about it, that guy could show a reversal play on the earthen field.
I can't imagine that guy losing.
What is in the black child today was not so much hope as a hint of certainty and expectation.
"What's funny!!!
"No, I'm sorry. But crazy...... Hehe..."
"Fine, if you say so much, sooner or later I will find out who I am and who I am. If that man is an ordinary husband you don't deserve, then I'll end the relationship if I can't."
Rather than rivalry view, she speaks with a sad look somewhere.
That attitude, as opposed to the person laughing at the dullness, appeared unusual from around him, but there was still no one to break in between the two top-two people in the school, and a little silence flowed as it was.
"Yeah, that's fine. I don't think you can do anything about it."
"You'll never forget that word. Now, if you'll excuse me."
Finally, Nishien Temple turned down in a voice no one could hear, "I don't want to see you cry anymore," he muttered and walked away.
"Yeah, I'll never forget it. Because my few best friends were so worried about me.... but I'm sure everyone is waiting for a happy ending. Why not? … it's a really strange feeling"
He gently closed his eyes and remembered the side of a man who would surely do something at the end, even as he involved all his loved ones.