In the early hours of the morning, the heat that had been surging through his body finally began to subside.
In the silent hospital ward, Kazuma opened his eyes to complete darkness. For a brief instant, a sharp glint flashed within them before fading away.
"Darkness doesn't affect my vision at all. I can see everything clearly."
Through the window, even the fine textures of distant leaves were perfectly distinct.
His ears twitched slightly. The distant rustling of the wind, the faint chatter of nurses downstairs, and even Doctor Amamiya speaking in her office drifted clearly into his ears.
"Wait… my sen can actually produce this kind of effect? It's that powerful?!"
Even he had only just realized it.
But after thinking it over, it seed sowhat unnecessary. If he truly wanted to help his won evolve and grow stronger, he could simply use the [Evolution/Degeneration Radiation Source] directly. He had already tested it—it was completely harmless.
At best, this was a bonus ability. Better than nothing.
"And who exactly is that Young Miss? I didn't expect this hospital to be hiding secrets," Kazuma muttered. He could vaguely make out Doctor Amamiya's voice, but not the person on the other end of the phone. After all, this wasn't true super-hearing.
His senses of taste and sll had also improved significantly.
He glanced down at his cock which had stood firm for two days straight and was finally softening. A satisfied smile curved his lips.
"Evolution complete."
Beyond his heightened senses, his strength, speed, agility, flexibility—every aspect of his physical condition—had improved dramatically.
Looking at his well-defined muscles, perfectly streamlined and powerful, he nodded in approval.
The more he examined them, the more flawless they seed.
As for his sexual ability, that had seen the greatest enhancent. In contrast, his brain hadn't evolved much at all—it seed all the progress had focused on his lower body instead.
"Well, it's already perfect enough. At least I didn't turn into so kind of tentacle monster," Kazuma joked.
He got up, changed into his clothes, and stood by the window, gazing at the city below.
A thought suddenly surfaced.
"What if I evolve again?"
"…Emmm."
He quickly dismissed the idea. Evolving again wouldn't be a problem, but he didn't want Kanna Hiiragi and the others to worry.
He decided to take a short break.
"Besides, compared to , the little pets at ho need to grow more. Otherwise, they'll just remain mascots."
And it absolutely had nothing to do with beast-eared girls.
After muttering to himself for a while, Kazuma stretched lazily, feeling completely refreshed. Then he took out his Bamboo-Copter.
"It's ti to go."
His evolution was complete—there was no reason to remain here.
For now, he had no intention of eting that doctor or the mysterious Young Miss. They already knew which school he attended. If they wanted to see him, they would co sooner or later.
With the Bamboo-Copter on his head, he slipped out through the window and vanished.
When Nurse Tachibana ca by later to check on him, she found only an empty ward and neatly folded sheets.
Not long after, the hospital descended into chaos.
—
Inside the teaching building, in her office, Shirakawa Miwa poured a glass of water and placed it gently in front of Kazuma, studying him carefully.
This was her first ti seeing him up close.
She couldn't help but feel surprised. Wasn't he supposed to be inconspicuous? Yet standing before her now, his presence was striking—almost impossible to ignore.
There was even sothing strangely familiar about him…
Unaware that these changes stemd from his evolution, Shirakawa Miwa felt a trace of confusion.
"Teacher Shirakawa?"
"Ahem… Kazuma-kun, have so water. Don't be nervous. I didn't call you here for anything serious—just think of it as a casual chat."
I'm not nervous. You are.
While she observed him, Kazuma quietly observed her as well. She truly seed gentle, the type who rarely lost her temper. She had even poured him water herself. Without hesitation, he drank it in one gulp.
Not only was her personality warm, but her beauty was exceptional—refined features that were captivating without being overwhelming.
Her uniform outlined her graceful figure, tracing an elegant S-curve that blended maturity with a hint of innocence.
No wonder she was so popular among the students.
"Kazuma-kun, your attendance last week was rather poor due to skipping classes. Of course, you've also been sick these past few days, so that couldn't be helped…" she said, glancing at the attendance sheet.
"If my attendance falls short, what happens?" Kazuma asked.
"You'll have to repeat the year, Kazuma-kun."
Kazuma fell silent for a mont.
Then he said earnestly, "Teacher Shirakawa, if I skip class next ti, please don't mark absent."
She blinked. "Why?"
"I always have a reason for skipping. Usually I'm saving the world, fighting villains, or rescuing unfortunate girls. Those responsibilities are far more important than class."
Though he was clearly joking, Shirakawa Miwa didn't scold him. She paused, lifting her teacup, her tone turning slightly distant.
"Soone once told sothing very similar. For so reason, Kazuma-kun, you remind of him."
"Who?"
"My boyfriend."
"You have a boyfriend?!" Kazuma exclaid in mock surprise, though he already knew. "I'm honored to resemble him."
"Yes… You're quite similar in personality. He also said he was going to save the world." She smiled faintly. "Then he left for eight years."
Kazuma ntally filled the air with question marks.
That was… unexpectedly dramatic.
"Sorry. I said too much." She seed unusually relaxed around him. "By the way, Kazuma-kun, do you know Mira Tsubakihara?"
"Not very well. We've t a few tis. Do you know her?"
"Mira-nee and I are close friends. It's the first ti I've seen her interested in a man. After talking to you, I think I understand her feelings a bit better. Still, while the school doesn't forbid dating, I hope you'll keep her age in mind."
Kazuma had no response to that.
After a while, he excused himself and left.
Shirakawa Miwa watched him go, holding her teacup as a faint lancholy settled over her.
"It hasn't been easy for him… I heard his family left, and he lives alone. He's often sick, too."
"As his teacher, I should take better care of him."
anwhile, Kazuma walked down the hallway, brushing past other students. He rubbed his ear, having clearly heard her murmured words.
"Sickly and weak? ?"
She had clearly misunderstood sothing.
Next period was physical education, and the girls were changing in the locker room.
Laughter echoed through the space as uniforms were replaced with sportswear. The atmosphere was lively and carefree.
None of it was visible to outsiders.
Inside, the girls of Class 1-B chatted and teased one another when a beautiful long-haired girl suddenly spoke.
"By the way, I saw Kazuma-san this morning."
"Eh? He's back? Then why didn't he co to class?" another asked.
"How should I know? Ask Akane. Her relationship with Kazuma is pretty unusual," the girl teased.
Curious gazes imdiately turned to Akane Nanao, who had already changed into her gym clothes.
She remained composed under their attention.
"Haven't you all ignored Kazuma before? Why the sudden interest?" she replied calmly.
"You're not developing feelings for him, are you?" she added with a faint smile.
"What's wrong with that? Kazuma-kun does have sothing special about him. It's only natural people would start noticing."
Several girls exchanged playful looks.
"I even compared him to a bunch of videos I found," one of them laughed softly. "Honestly? None of them co close to him~"
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