Anime Collector: Starting With the Malevolent Shrine

Nino's face suddenly froze, large beads of sweat threatening to roll down her cheeks.

Fortunately, Ichika, who had been watching from the sidelines, stepped into this tense situation.

"Nino, couldn't you be more subtle with your warnings? There's no need to pinch Daiki-kun's waist just to keep him at a distance!"

The gentle words made Miku's eyes flicker with uncertainty.

Could she have misinterpreted her sister's intentions?

Though this thought crossed her mind, Miku remained wary. She was still upset that Daiki had suddenly left with Nino.

Even with her limited Cursed energy and physical strength, she couldn't help but think — wasn't it inappropriate to whisk away another girl right in front of his girlfriend? For a whole hour, no less!

Plus there was that lovesick look Nino gave him. The usually observant Miku hadn't missed those subtle glances.

Even with Ichika's reassurance, something still felt off.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking." Nino said, pressing her hands together apologetically.

This made Miku's resolve waver.

Her sister's care for her was clear to everyone, especially today. If Yotsuba hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have known Nino had been watching over her all day.

Perhaps those looks were understandable. Daiki was exceptional — so exceptional it made her feel inadequate. Anyone would be moved after meeting someone like him.

"It's fine." Miku muttered, her sullen tone betraying her words.

After all, with teachers and students nearby, they couldn't let others witness their family discord.

Nino's tense posture relaxed as she stepped away from Daiki. This small gesture gave the detail-oriented Miku some relief.

Yotsuba and Itsuki remained focused on him, fascinated by his description of the Hundred Teachings ability.

'So as long as you can endure the pain, you can understand it! And the pain must come from cylindrical objects? These restrictions on the Hundred Teachings ability are so peculiar.'

Mei had never encountered such an unusual Innate Technique before. She wondered if it truly belonged to a Jujutsu Sorcerer.

Fumino and Rizu's eyes sparkled with excitement. This was a blessing for struggling students! If Daiki would teach them, their grades would soar!

Yotsuba and Itsuki shared their enthusiasm.

To be honest, Miku's grade improvement had made Itsuki extremely anxious. Despite trying her hardest to absorb knowledge, her own results weren't showing much progress.

If Daiki helped, grades might no longer be an issue.

Utaha couldn't help but feel exasperated at everyone's priorities. Here they were, surrounded by supernatural mysteries, yet all they could think about were grades.

If Daiki hadn't intervened in time, Sōbu High would have been destroyed!

Haruno, wearing a gentle smile, quietly brought over a plate of fruit. Though she remained silent, her intentions were clear.

Mafuyu's face flushed red at the strange technique, involuntarily recalling that odd sensation of not being able to close her legs.

Mei surveyed the group carefully. Though she wanted to learn Black Flash more than anyone else, she couldn't read the room well enough to speak up yet.

Keika's thoughts were much simpler.

"Daiki-kun, can I experience the Hundred Teachings ability?"

Her obsession with becoming an official female shōgi player made her heart restless with anticipation.

"Sure, but we don't have a shōgi board here."

"Ginko must be carrying one with her." Keika looked expectantly at the expressionless Ginko.

The girl silently opened her bag and took out a shōgi set.

"What about a teaching rod?" Keika's gaze swept around.

"This will do." Daiki casually pulled out a chopstick.

For the Disciplinary Course of this ability, the tool made little difference.

After that, he taught her how to play shōgi.

The crisp sound of the chopstick hitting palms made Nino blush in embarrassment.

"..." Miku stood up and hugged his waist from behind.

Daiki had Keika put away the shōgi set and returned his girlfriend's embrace.

Her soft, fragrant body made him unable to resist burying his face against her and taking a deep breath.

Miku's face turned red, but unusually, she didn't push him away. Instead, she gently guided his head toward her magnificent peaks. The elastic peaks bounced and deflected his head.

Seeing this scene, others tactfully looked away. Utaha even rolled her eyes helplessly.

Looking at how easily satisfied Miku was, Nino silently shook her head.

As night fell, Keika's shōgi lesson came to an end.

Her reddened hands made even Ginko slightly furrow her brows. Unfortunately, there was no time to see the results — they would have to wait until morning. After all, everyone needed rest and couldn't be disturbed by the two of them.

Since it wasn't safe to return at midnight, Haruno and Keika stayed as well. They arranged curtains to create privacy as everyone settled in for the night.

Miku held Daiki firmly at her side.

An overwhelming sense of unease filled her heart — whether about Nino or anyone else — compelling her to assert her claim tonight.

They lay quietly together, sharing each other's warmth.

Miku's heart pounded. Despite their time dating, intimate moments like this were rare.

As she traced his muscled abdomen, breathing in his scent, she glanced up to find him smiling at her. Driven by a need to please him — and perhaps to secure her place — her hands ventured lower.

In the darkness, her small hands grew bold. She carefully unzipped his pants, trembling at the warmth beneath her fingers. Gathering her courage, she revealed what had filled her most intimate dreams.

Her fingers couldn't meet around its thickness, and even with both hands stacked, she couldn't reach its full length. She estimated it would take four hands to span it completely.

She began with gentle strokes, moving carefully up and down. Despite her nervousness, she wanted to demonstrate her affection. Her delicate touch explored every contour, every throbbing vein. Its heat and firmness made her shiver with anticipation.

Looking up once more, her eyes bright in the darkness, she met his gentle smile as he stroked her hair in silent encouragement.

She stole a kiss, and they remained like that for some time.

Yet despite her efforts, whether due to her inexperience or his self-control, the outcome she'd read about eluded her. Though it continued pulsing in her grasp, nothing more came of it.

Miku sighed with disappointment, but Daiki softly kissed her forehead to comfort her.

"Don't worry about it." He whispered tenderly, "You were wonderful."

His words made her heart melt. She snuggled closer, basking in his comforting warmth.

The soft breathing of others sleeping around them reminded them they weren't alone. Reluctantly, they shifted into a more appropriate position for rest.

"Daiki-kun, may I hug you from behind?" Miku whispered.

Daiki silently turned to his side, and her right arm immediately encircled him.

The scent from his shoulders made her jealousy and unease fade away. She wished this moment could last forever.

But she wasn't the only one harboring such thoughts.

Ichika crept to Daiki's side and peeked out her head, pressing a finger to her lips to signal his silence.

'"Miku, let me handle what you couldn't!' Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth.

Daiki drew in a sharp breath as her warm mouth enveloped him, causing him to grow even larger, which briefly challenged Miss Nakano.

He hadn't anticipated Ichika being so daring, especially with Miku still awake.

If discovered, this would certainly create chaos.

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Meanwhile...

Suguru had barely returned to the Star Religious Group when he began preparing to leave again.

"What? You're going back to Italy?" Mimiko and Nanako's eyes widened.

Their sensei had been home for mere hours, and now he was departing again?

Suguru sighed helplessly. He didn't want to go to Italy, but what choice did he have when the immortal Witch of Sardinia possessed that mysterious tablet?

"Geto, you can't seriously believe that tablet exists. Stealing divine power from gods? Are there even gods in this world? If gods existed, how could they allow such suffering?" Miguel's voice dripped with skepticism; he'd never encountered any deities.

"Gods..." Suguru's gaze grew distant.

Not only had Miguel never seen one — neither had he.

The Principal at Jujutsu High had once told him: "This world is far more complex than what you've seen. Be grateful you were born in an era free from chaos and demon kings.".

Though Suguru couldn't grasp the full meaning, he knew the witch legend was no mere fiction. Someone had sworn their ancestor had seen her — had witnessed her using the tablet to steal a Heretic God's divine power.

"Heretic God... could it be the Yōkai from Onmyōji... or..."

Suguru rubbed his chin, letting the thought trail off.

"On another note, there have been shifts in the Onmyōji realm lately. It's causing Cursed Energy levels to rise in most ordinary people, so we might witness the emergence of numerous low-level Jujutsu Sorcerers. Miguel, take the followers and start gathering potential candidates immediately."

With a wave of his hand, he departed the shrine grounds.

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