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    “Ha… aaaan, nnnuuu”

    On a damp, lukewarm summer night thick with moisture, the moans of a girl echoed through the air. The room, which should have been kept cool by the air conditioner, had turned stifling and uncomfortable thanks to the wide-open window. The clinging night breeze gently made the lace curtains sway and dance.

    The moon was visible.

    No. It was the light of a streetlamp reflecting off a golden mask.

    Looking closer, a lone man stood atop the wall. His arms were crossed, and he stared fixedly into the room through the open window.

    The man’s name was Meiz Galdabroeg. He was a high-level criminal, belonging to the sixty-ninth stanza—a rank granted only to those among the Shinigami who possessed overwhelming power. He had once served the Restall family, but after stealing one of their treasured artifacts, 《Tyrfing, Bringer of Misfortune》, and attempting to destroy the order of both the human world and the Shinigami realm, he was now on the run in the human world.

    Under the gaze of that self-proclaimed revolutionary, the girl—Ookura Mina—moaned again.

    “Nnnh… ah, aaaaaan”

    She writhed in agony on the bed.

    The summer blanket had fallen to the floor, her pajamas had come completely undone, and the deep, deep cleavage of her large breasts was fully exposed. Beads of sweat dripped slowly into that valley.

    Panting heavily with heated breaths, her shifting figure atop the bed was a breathtaking sight. With each movement, her pajamas came further apart, and sweat dripped slickly down her bare skin—Galdabroeg couldn’t help but gulp audibly.

    “N-no, this is wrong. I didn’t come here to peep on something like this.”

    He shook his head again and again, as if trying to drive away his inner torment.

    “I only came to repair the wedge.”

    Still keeping his gaze fixed on the writhing Mina, Galdabroeg continued muttering to himself.

    “I came to confirm because something seemed off but to think she’s resisting to this extent. She must be unconscious, but she’s trying to pull the wedge out. Ookura Mina…this soul might be worth a deeper investigation. But first, I’ll have to properly secure the wedge.”

    Galdabroeg stretched out his right palm toward Mina.

    “O bountiful god Frey, by the terms of our covenant, designate the master of the pasture.”

    At that moment, Mina’s body began to tremble violently. Her breasts jiggled and bounced.

    “Nnaaaaah, n-noooo… ah… haaaaah…”

    Screaming like that, Mina collapsed as all strength left her, falling into a deep, deep sleep.

    Galdabroeg nodded in satisfaction, spun around with a flick of his cloak… then turned back again, unable to resist glancing once more at Mina’s chest.

    “Well, taking a little squeeze before leaving wouldn’t be punished…”

    “Hey────── what the hell are you doing over there?!”

    The sudden shout from a police officer rang out, followed by a loud thud.

    Galdabroeg had fallen from the wall.

    “Tch, I got too focused and forgot to use 《Giant of Illusions, Utgarza Loki》 to conceal myself. Good grief, such terrifyingly massive breasts!”

    He stood up as if nothing had happened and gave a deep nod.

    “So that’s it, huh? You were peeping on little Mina-chan from the Ookura household, weren’t you? You damn sex offender!”

    “That’s not true!”

    Galdabroeg declared firmly.

    “It’s true that I am a criminal. But I’m not some petty peeping tom. No—I am a revolutionary. One who rebels against the order of this world!”

    His denial carried a dignified presence, with even a hint of authority. The officer was briefly overwhelmed by the intensity, but quickly remembered his duty.

    Yes, whether you’re a revolutionary, a politician, or a righteous hero, if you peep, you’re a pervert. A sex offender all the same!

    “Shut up, you pervert! Wearing that weird mask, you totally came prepared for this!”

    The officer crept toward Galdabroeg, step by step.

    “Weird…? No, this is a sacred and noble… hmph, not that a lowly human would understand. Fine then, listen closely. Soon, every pair of huge breasts in the human world will belong to me. So there’s no problem if I have a little taste beforehand.”

    “You’re a breast maniac!”

    “No—well, yeah. I mean, no, that’s not it… oh, whatever. You lowly human, the Melro agents have been annoyingly noisy these past few days, so I’ll let you off for now. Be grateful that I’ve spared your life. Fuhahahahahahaha!”

    Laughing loudly, Galdabroeg fled at a speed no human could possibly match.

    By the next morning, flyers had been posted all over the neighborhood reading:『Beware of Peeping Tom! The pervert wears a bizarre golden mask and full-body black tights!』

    “D-damn you, that damn public servant─────!”

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