Chapter 18

Asagi cleared her throat, trying to regain everyone's attention. Her cheeks were flushed, but she was determined to steer the conversation back on track. "Um, excuse me, Satoru," she began, "I couldn't help but notice your incredible strength. Are you... are you a human or a hybrid?"

Satoru smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ah, the million-dollar question," he replied, leaning back in his chair. "Well, Asagi, I'm just a normal human."

Murasaki raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "So, what exactly does that mean? How did you become so strong?"

Satoru chuckled, enjoying the attention. "It's a long story, but in short, I was born with certain abilities that were enhanced through rigorous training and exposure to mystical energies. I've spent years honing my skills and pushing my limits."

Koukawa crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing in scrutiny. "But how did you acquire such powers? Are you part of a secret organization or something?"

Satoru grinned, his eyes glinting with a hint of mystery. "Let's just say I have connections to a group of individuals who possess ancient knowledge and have trained me in the ways of the supernatural. They've taught me how to harness my potential and tap into powers beyond imagination."

'Gotta come up with a bullshit story for them to believe right now, sorry girls.' he thought.

Shinganji, ever the calm and composed one, spoke up. "It's fascinating, Satoru. But tell me what's your ability?"

Satoru's expression softened, "Well, the ability that I have, I call it Puppet magic, I am able to eject strings through my body and use them for multiple things."

All the girls eyes widen especially Mizuki's, Rinko, couldn't help but be intrigued. "Puppet magic? That sounds fascinating. Can you give us a demonstration?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.

Satoru smirked, enjoying the attention. "I'm sorry but I can't."

Rinko raised an eyebrow,"Why not?"

Satoru doesn't say anything but looks down at his restraints.

Rinko slaps her forehead,"Of course, Asagi can we let him loose?"

Asagi hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether it was a good idea to release Satoru from his restraints. But after a brief discussion with the other women, she finally nodded. "Alright, Satoru, we'll trust you. But remember, any funny business and we won't hesitate to take you down," she warned, her voice firm.

Satoru nodded, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I understand, Asagi. You have my word," he replied, his voice filled with a hint of excitement.

Asagi carefully unlocked the restraints, allowing Satoru to stand up and stretch his limbs. He flexed his muscles, feeling the rush of freedom coursing through his veins. The women watched him intently, their eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

"Now, let me show you what Puppet magic can do," Satoru said, his voice filled with confidence. He closed his eyes, focusing his energy as he summoned his powers.

Suddenly, thin, translucent strings emerged from his fingertips, swirling and dancing in the air. The women gasped in awe as they watched the strings move with a life of their own, intertwining and forming intricate patterns.

Satoru manipulated the strings with precision, making them twist and turn, creating beautiful shapes and figures. He even made them take the form of small puppets, each one showcasing a different emotion.

The women couldn't help but be captivated by the display of Satoru's abilities. They watched in awe as he effortlessly controlled the strings, his movements fluid and graceful.

Murasaki, always the skeptic, couldn't help but be impressed. "I must admit, Satoru, your Puppet magic is quite impressive. It's unlike anything I've ever seen before," she admitted, her voice filled with a hint of admiration.

Koukawa nodded in agreement, her eyes fixed on the intricate dance of the strings. "Indeed, your control over them is remarkable. It's clear that you've dedicated a lot of time and effort into mastering this ability," she remarked, her voice filled with respect.

Rinko, who had always been fascinated by the art of stealth, couldn't help but be inspired. "Your Puppet magic is not only visually stunning but also incredibly versatile. I can see how it can be used for both offensive and defensive purposes," she commented, her voice filled with excitement.

Shinganji, the calm and composed one, observed Satoru's display with a serene expression. "Your control over the strings is impressive, Satoru. It's clear that you have a deep connection with your powers," she said softly, her voice filled with admiration.

Mizuki, who had been watching with a mischievous grin, couldn't resist adding her own comment. "Well, Satoru, I must say, your Puppet magic is quite entertaining. I can already think of a few ways we can have some fun with it," she teased, her voice filled with playful anticipation.

Satoru chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I'm glad you all enjoyed the demonstration. And Mizuki, I'm sure we can find some interesting ways to put my Puppet magic to use," he replied, his voice filled with a hint of mischief.

Koukawa, always the practical one, raised an eyebrow. "But how do you control the strings? Is it through sheer willpower or is there a specific technique involved?" she inquired, her voice laced with curiosity.

Satoru chuckled, appreciating Koukawa's analytical nature. "It's a combination of both, Koukawa. Willpower plays a significant role, but there are also specific hand movements and gestures that help me direct the strings," he answered, his voice tinged with excitement.

Shinganji, ever the observant one, nodded thoughtfully. "So, it's a delicate balance between mental focus and physical control," she mused, her voice filled with understanding.

Satoru nodded, impressed by Shinganji's insight. "Exactly, Shinganji, you deserve a golden star on your forehead. It takes years of practice and discipline to master this ability," he replied.'hehehe'