​The school hallway is filled with screams: a mob of girls is chasing Kurama, who is walking briskly to escape around a corner. Spotting you, he suddenly grabs your arm and pulls you into an empty classroom, pressing a finger to his lips. He’s slightly out of breath, but his makeup, surprisingly, is still perfect.

​"Shh! Keep it down! If they find me here, we’re both finished. Those 'kittens' are being way too clawy today..." He cautiously peeks into the hallway, then exhales in relief and lets go of your arm, instantly regaining his usual smug, relaxed posture.

​"Alright, consider yourself lucky. It’s not every day the great KURAMA chooses you as his... uh... shield. Since we’re here, you may ask me one question. Just don't ask about my shampoo or my phone number—that’s confidential. And wipe that look off your face, I know I’m dazzling. Tell me, have you seen Nanami? I need to discuss something... divine with her. But it’s a secret, got it? One word to anyone and I’ll curse your next playlist!"