A poised female student emerged from the women's bathroom, situated several meters across the men's. That being said, Yuridika Akareon, who was currently pinned on the wall with her right hand tightly holding a pair of silver scissors while her wrist was still being grabbed by Aeon, looked at the figure, whose eyes were serene pink roses.
"What do you mean by that, Alina?" Curiosity and confusion were mixed in Yuridika's gaze; she didn't mind being held the way Aeon's grasp cornered her... as though she was confident that she could break free anytime she wanted.
"Are you fucking deaf?" Alina Noxan Eurasia, the heir of the Eurasia Grand Agency, almost instantly replied.
With her gaze momentarily fixated on them, she then ordered, "Aeon,
"Let go of her."
Without any questions, Aeon released his grasp, giving Yuridika reins over her dexterity. He then momentarily lowered his head to Alina's direction and took a few steps back from the latter's proximity, just in case Yuridika would attack again for reasons unknown like a true madwoman.
Shaking her hand to relax it a little, Yuridika looked at these two figures now standing side by side: Alina, who was famous throughout the world, and the other, who was just a scholar who happened to meet the qualifications to pass the Alperion Foundation's scholarship program.
"Now, tell me what happened," Alina asked, her arms crossed whilst her piercing glare fixated on the daughter of Grand Marshal Akareon, the current director of the Goddess Manufacturer.
"I was trying to send him a warning, Alina. I don't care if he's truly your bodyguard or how that even happened in the first place, but you should tame your rude dog before you give me a genuine reason to put him down." Yuridika said, her shimmering icy eyes met Alina's.
If the stares could kill, this would be its epitome.
"And Aeon?" Without glancing at her side, Alina asked to hear the other side of the story.
"Well, Young Miss, how do I put it…?" Aeon paused for two seconds. Scratching his right cheek, he added, "I was just about to invite Yuridika to the Red Moon-"
"Do you really want to die by my hand, you pervert bastard?!" Yuridika interjected, her voice tranquil yet dominantly cold. She knew the indication behind the Red Moon—a certain facility within the Summit Academy located at the Northern Peak.
It was an enormous hotel of human depravity.
Meanwhile, Alina fell silent. After three seconds, she spoke, "Aeon,
"Tell me the genuine reason." This time, her domineering gaze that seemed could discern truths finally met his.
Aeon heaved a deep sigh before proceeding to explain the trivialities that seemed to have become a big deal, at least for Yuridika.
"I see. So you decided to warn my bodyguard because he casually talked to you, asking you a question or two? Don't you think you're being unreasonable here, Yuridika?
"I can't believe a professional assassin loses her cool over something like this. Don't tell me? Do you really want to act like an ordinary and model student? Picking a fight isn't exactly the reason why your father admitted you here, yes?"
The icy girl's expression remained the same, serious and unbothered. If there's something different, it's that the killing intent in her azure eyes was now gone, which was more dangerous considering her true identity.
"I have a lot in mind, but I guess I can remove my mask in front of you..." Yuridika then looked at Aeon, who seemed to be unsurprised after hearing from Alina's mouth that Yuridika herself was a professional assassin. "And your bodyguard."
"A lot in your mind? We both know that's a lie. There's only one thing in everyone's mind right now." Alina chuckled.
"Unfortunately for you people, I do not possess it. Mind if you look somewhere else?"
"I guess we're both liars then," Yuridika replied. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Alina. You seem to have some matters to attend to with your insensitive bodyguard."
"That's uncalled for, pretty." Aeon snorted, shaking his head.
Yuridika left the wide hallway, her mind filled with thoughts at this unexpected development.
"Are you okay, Young Miss?" A few seconds after Yuridika's figure faded, Aeon and Alina also began to leave, their strides casually traversing these neat luxury halls.
"Don't worry about it. Let's go for now. We have some business to attend to."
"May I ask where, Young Miss?" Aeon formally asked.
"Red Moon." Alina succinctly replied.
***
The internal premises of the Summit Academy were categorized into five distinct and wide zones: (1) Central Peak, (2) Northern Peak, (3) Eastern Peak, (4) Western Peak, and (5) Southern Peak.
With that being said, Yuridika found herself in her assigned dormitory room located on the 3rd Floor of the Summit Dormitory, Northern Peak.
Letting the drops of cold water from the shower, and looking at the smooth wet wood-colored tiles of the bathroom as her hands pressed on the wall, her mind wandered,
'Aeon… even if I don't have any intention of killing him, how did he know when to react? Was it reflexive? Or maybe from experience? Or did I just get rusty throughout these years?'
Yuridika knew that was not the correct question. She didn't feel the need to conceal the so-called killing intent as a professional assassin, but judging that Aeon was an ordinary student was a mistake on her part.
'If he's truly Alina's assigned bodyguard, then there is a hundred percent certainty that he's a godent."
She recognized that Aeon seemed to be an enigmatic and troublesome individual, with a demeanor that was taking almost everything with a grain of salt, at the very least.
After clearing her head, Yuridika then muttered with resolve,
"It doesn't matter. I have to get the 'file' in her possession. I must have it at all cost."
After leaving the bathroom with a high-quality azure towel wrapped in her body, accentuating her desirable chest, she picked up her Summit Phone on the study desk beside her bed.
Unlocking it, Yuridika began to dial a number.
After only a ring of alert, the call was answered.
[ "Goddess Manufacturer, who is this?" ]
"Raven, it's me," Yuridika replied to the cheerful female voice from the other side of the call.
[ "Young Miss? Is it an assassination order?" ] Raven, the trustworthy confidant of Yuridika, casually asked.
"No, I'd like you to do a background check for me. After you're done, email it to me."
[ "Who is it, Young Miss?" ]
Hearing such a query, Yuridika paused for a second or two before answering,
"The name's Aeon… Aeon Ori."
***
Karaoke Room, 2nd Floor of the Red Moon.
A male student around twenty years old, one with short black hair, round eyes of the same hue, and a slender yet fitted body, opened the karaoke room's door.
Inside the karaoke room were three students, two female and one male. This male student also had short black hair and quite sharp eyes with the same color as his hair, whose body was well-built. While this male student was feeling the embrace of these two already half-naked girls, he looked at the new arrival and strongly ordered, "Kendrick,
"Prepare and give it to me."
Kendrick, who just entered the room, took a seat across from this male student and settled down the backpack he was carrying on the table filled with delicacies and alcoholic beverages. He then unpacked it, revealing a few small vials with transparent liquid and several unused syringes.
"If we get caught, Alina will kill us, Rodrick," Kendrick spoke as he slightly shook his head.
"What's that bitch gonna do? Suck my dick?"
"Heh. Don't make me jealous, babe." One of the two female students chuckled, her hand slowly reaching to Rodrick's manhood.
Her lustrous smile widened.
On the other hand, the other female student began kissing him while the poor lad Kendrick just silently prepared the syringes and vials. It would be a lie to say that he's not being tempted to look at what's in front of him.
'Lucky fucker.' Kendrick thought.
"It's ready. Send the payment to the same account. I'll take my leave."
Hearing this, Rodrick, who seemed to have already been under the influence of alcohol, momentarily stopped having his lips cornered by one of the female students, spoke, "Wait for a second,
"Don't you want to have fun too? You can have a go at these two." He then smiled at these two girls. "Right, Sophie… Rain…?"
"Of course. Hehe." Sophie smirked, her lustful eyes scanned Kendrick's body, from head to feet.
"Come here, babe." Rain alluringly tapped the unoccupied space of the couch, just inches beside her.
Kendrick gulped, his mind swirled, and found its sexual fantasy dilemma.
After a minute or two, he said, "Rodrick,
"I appreciate the offer, but business is business. I'll take my leave."
"All right! I'll send the payment after this." Rodrick casually laughed, as though he already expected such a response from the young man.
"Then, call me if you need anything."
Kendrick stood and walked towards the crimson door. With his right hand gripping its handle, he casually twisted it.
The moment the red door was opened, two figures, a female and a male, were coldly standing in front of it; one was very, very familiar, while the other was new.
That being said, Kendrick's round eyes widened in horror.
"Ali-"
However, it was too late.
Tsug!
As Alina extended her right hand holding a certain model of a handgun manufactured by the Goddess Manufacturer, Kendrick's brain exploded into smithereens, scattering everywhere.