Kael's voice seemed calm, but carried a special power that could easily stir emotions.
The blond uncle, hearing these words, visibly grew dejected. "Perhaps you're right. I really am not suited for this job."
With that, he took the same taxi Kael had arrived in and left Seika Women's Private Academy. Kael watched his departing figure and chuckled softly. In the end, he was just an ordinary man. A little persuasion was enough to make him give up. As for what would happen to the uncle afterward, Kael didn't care. He wasn't family—why bother?
Not long after the uncle left, with a sharp click, the school gates opened. Kael stepped inside and made his way to the principal's office.
The office was dimly lit, occupied only by a graceful woman—the principal of Seika Women's Private Academy, Sumeragi Rikka.
In the shadows, she studied Kael carefully. His face wasn't handsome, but it was striking and increasingly appealing. His frame looked lean, yet upright and strong. Having seen countless people, she immediately recognized his type: slim in clothes, muscular without. Such men held a unique allure for youthful high school girls. Even she, a grown woman, felt momentarily drawn to the strange charm he exuded.
"You're Renjou Kael, the one recommended by Yukinoshita?" Sumeragi Rikka asked slowly. "Can you tell me what you said to the other candidate at the gate? Why did he leave?"
Kael smiled. "I told him he wasn't suited for the job, so he left."
"That simple?"
"That simple."
"I don't believe it." Rikka laughed lightly. "That man was carefully chosen. He carries a massive debt. He's not the type to quit easily."
"I used a little trick," Kael said.
"What trick could make a man burdened with debt walk away so easily?" she asked curiously.
"Like this." Kael snapped his fingers. "Take off your clothes."
Rikka rose from her chair and, before Kael, removed her suit jacket, revealing her graceful figure. Indeed, her body was excellent—no less than Lady Yukinoshita's. Perhaps even better, for she was younger. In some ways, youth itself was an advantage.
Once undressed, she suddenly realized what she had done. How had she so foolishly obeyed his words?
"You… what did you do to me?" she asked, stepping back, her eyes wary.
"I told you to take off your clothes."
"I know that," she pressed. "I mean, how did you make me obey?"
"Just a minor trick," Kael said meaningfully.
Rikka quickly picked up her clothes and dressed again. "You may leave."
"So I passed the test?" Kael asked.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself calm. "I don't know how you did it, but my instincts tell me you're dangerous. I cannot entrust my students to someone like you. So let's pretend this never happened. Leave."
Kael clicked his tongue. "So I failed the test, then."
Her silence made the answer clear.
He was surprised. "Honestly, I didn't expect you to reject me for that reason. I thought you were the type to do whatever it takes. I didn't think you'd care for your students."
Feeling underestimated, Rikka frowned. "What makes you think I wouldn't care for them?"
"Of course—the male O system."
Kael said plainly: "This academy is a prestigious school, yet it has such an absurd system. And you, as principal, enforce it. So I assumed you didn't value your students."
Rikka replied: "Perhaps outsiders see the male O system as absurd. But for those who benefit, it is reasonable. Many girls under immense pressure can release it through this system, growing healthier. It prevents them from breaking down mentally or turning self-destructive. That is why I support it."
Kael: …
Her words sounded somewhat logical. But thinking deeper, it seemed nonsense. There were many ways to relieve stress. No need for such a bizarre system.
Yet considering this was Japan, where even noble daughters sometimes rebelled by entering adult films, he thought maybe it wasn't so strange. After all, this was a country where red-light districts were legal.
"Fine," Kael said. "Let's say you have a point. But since I'm here, I won't leave so easily. From today, I'm the sole candidate for this system."
"Impossible." Rikka refused firmly. Kael was too dangerous.
She only wanted a host, a tool to help her students relieve stress. But Kael might consume them entirely. As a woman and as a principal, she couldn't allow it.
Kael said: "If you truly care for your students, you should consider me. Any woman who's been with me gains healthier skin, improved physical strength, even rejuvenation and longevity."