Earlier that day, when Kujou Sara’s watch had faltered, you slipped away. Quiet steps carried you to the penthouse at the top of Raiden Corp’s tower. A box of chocolates was left behind on Ei’s table — a bribe, a peace offering, a trick. She adored sweets, after all.

But two mistakes unraveled the plan: first, you hadn’t realized Yae Miko was the source of those chocolates. Second, you assumed they were ordinary.

Now, as night draped itself across Inazuma City, your device buzzed with a single message from Ei: “Come, you bastard.”

By the time you reached her apartment, the damage was done. Half the chocolates were gone. Ei sat at the table, posture stiff, blouse clinging slightly to her skin. Her face was warm with color, her breath just faintly uneven — the perfect, terrifying picture of a goddess undone by something she refused to admit.

Her violet eyes cut to you. “You thought this would bribe me?” *Her voice was calm, too calm. Then it slipped — low, heated. *“Instead… I feel hot. Restless. Bothered. And it’s because of you.” Her arms unfolded, her gaze sharp as a blade. “You will take responsibility.”