Starting With The Sefirah Castle In The Anime World Chapter 142: Kaguya Knows Everything

After dinner, Kaguya quietly rested in her room.

She had no additional lessons to attend, making this one of her rare monts of free ti.

Even after freeing herself from the Shinomiya family's constraints, she continued studying the subjects she had learned before.

But now, the aning behind her studies was different. This ti, she was learning to enrich herself, not because she was forced to.

And the intensity of her studies was nowhere near as suffocating as before.

Now, Kaguya had plenty of free ti.

In addition to the things she wanted to learn, she also needed to train her control over her abilities.

She wouldn't let distractions get in the way of her priorities.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The quiet room was suddenly filled with the sound of vibrations.

Kaguya frowned slightly, breaking out of her ditation. She walked to the bedside and picked up her phone.

Seeing the na of the caller, she paused for a mont.

Then, she straightened her posture and adjusted her appearance before answering.

"Amamiya-san."

Her voice was calm and composed, befitting the image of a refined young lady.

"Shinomiya-san, are you free right now? I need your help with sothing."

Kaguya was montarily surprised but quickly composed herself.

"Of course, I'm free."

"It's not even late yet, and I was just resting after dinner."

The implication was clear, she had plenty of free ti.

"It's like this," Ren explained.

"My neighbor, a female artist, recently ran into so trouble. After talking to her, I suggested that she establish her own independent studio."

"But I'm worried that her current agency might retaliate against her, so I wanted to ask for your help."

Next-door neighbor?

Kaguya imdiately recalled the information she had read before, about a certain brown-haired, popular female artist.

Her expression subtly stiffened, an inexplicable discomfort rising in her chest.

But she didn't let it show on her face.

"Of course, I'll help."

"Amamiya-san, give fifteen minutes to look into it. I'll contact you then."

"Thank you, Shinomiya-san."

The call ended.

But the conversation lingered in Kaguya's mind, stirring a strange feeling inside her.

Hah...

Letting out a slow breath, her expression shifted, becoming more visibly emotional.

The first ti he calls ... and it's to help another woman?

And it just so happens to be his female neighbor.

To be honest, Kaguya didn't feel particularly inclined to help.

But this was Ren's request.

She didn't have a choice, she had to help.

So, with a sigh, she picked up her phone and called her maid.

She didn't have much experience with this sort of situation, but Hayasaka might.

"Hayasaka!!!"

Within three seconds, the door to Kaguya's room opened.

Standing there was Hayasaka, dressed in her pajamas, clearly about to relax for the evening.

"Hayasaka, I need your help."

The mont she saw Hayasaka, Kaguya abandoned all pretense of composure.

She imdiately rushed over and pulled Hayasaka, dragging her further into the room.

"???"

Hayasaka tilted her head slightly, confused by her mistress's sudden urgency.

"What happened to you, Miss Kaguya?"

"It's like this, Amamiya-san just called ."

That single sentence was enough to spark Hayasaka's curiosity.

She had already noticed that sothing about Kaguya had changed.

It was a subtle shift, but it was sothing that had never been present in the perfectly rational, almost cold Kaguya before.

And Hayasaka knew exactly what had caused this change.

Ren Amamiya.

Like a ray of light piercing through the darkness, he had given Kaguya the chance to be free.

The mont Kaguya had stood against Shinomiya Oko, with confidence, Hayasaka knew.

Her mistress had truly been set free.

And after that freedom, she began to change.

Especially when it ca to Ren.

There were probably multiple reasons behind this change.

But Hayasaka believed the biggest reason was gratitude.

The gratitude for gaining control over her own destiny.

And because of that gratitude, Kaguya started paying a lot more attention to Ren.

That increased attention led to subtle changes in her behavior.

And now, those changes had beco impossible to ignore—especially at this very mont.

Listening to Kaguya speak, Hayasaka could feel the faint irritation in her tone.

Interesting.

She was very interested.

"Amamiya-san said he wants my help with his female neighbor."

"Miss Kaguya, what's the reason?"

"...It seems she's having so issues with her agency."

"Amamiya-san suggested she go independent, but he's concerned that her agency will make things difficult for her, so he's asking for my help."

The situation was clear. Hayasaka nodded in understanding.

But seeing the subtle dissatisfaction on Kaguya's face, she had a good idea of what was really going on.

"Miss Kaguya, you don't actually want to help, do you?"

"Of course I'll help!"

Kaguya didn't hesitate in the slightest.

Since this was the first ti Amamiya-san had ever contacted her, she couldn't possibly refuse such a simple request.

"If that's how you feel, then why do you look so upset right now?"

"I..."

Kaguya was caught off guard, unable to respond for a mont.

She struggled to co up with an answer, her face growing slightly red in the process.

But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't bring herself to say it.

Hayasaka sighed, shaking her head slightly.

She decided to just spell it out.

"Miss Kaguya, is it bothering you that the first ti Amamiya-san called you... it was about another woman?"

"!?"

Kaguya's eyes widened.

The words "How did you know?" were practically written all over her face.

Hayasaka didn't bother explaining.

Instead, she leaned in slightly, preparing to whisper one last thought into Kaguya Shinomiya's ear.

"Kaguya-san, you do realize that Amamiya-san is already much closer to Mouri-san and Suzuki-san than he is to you, right?"

Kaguya froze.

Of course, she already knew that.

Before their weekend trip, Ren had referred to them formally—Mouri and Suzuki.

But after that weekend, things changed.

Now, he called them Ran and Sonoko.

And in return, they had stopped calling him Amamiya.

Instead, they now called him Ren.

What did that an?

Kaguya understood it better than anyone.

"So, Miss Kaguya—"

Hayasaka's voice took on a teasing edge, almost like a devil whispering temptations into a human's ear.

"Do you want to take this opportunity to get closer to Amamiya?"

(To be continued.)

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