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Tomie's usual enjoyment came from a twisted cycle:

First, using her unnatural charm to make others fall helplessly in love with her. Then, she'd betray them, reveling in their heartbreak. Finally, she'd provoke them into killing her, taking delight in watching their complete mental collapse afterward.

That was the only thing that brought her joy.

But now, for the first time, she found herself losing control, because of someone else. A man, no less.

"AAAAHHHH!"

Screaming in frustration, Tomie abruptly stood up and charged toward Ryuji with reckless abandon.

Ryuji, however, remained calm, his lips curling into a faint smile. He didn't say a word but looked at her with the kind of gaze one would reserve for a clown.

Third Dimension.

Tomie's body phased straight through Ryuji, and she collided headfirst into a tree.

THUD!

This time, the tree didn't vanish. After all, within this domain, everything was under Ryuji's absolute control.

It was no wonder that, after testing the power of the "Land of Death Domain," Ryuji had declared it his most unique domain to date.

This domain's original creator, the Cursed Spirit of Loneliness, had only recently emerged. If it had been given more time to grow, it could have caused significant trouble, just like the previous encounter with the Cursed Spirit of Gluttony.

Tomie's collision was solid and hard. The impact made the tree trunk visibly shake.

"Ugh, that hurts!"

Despite her mysterious abilities, Tomie's body was still that of a normal high school girl. The collision left her disoriented, her head spinning, and she stumbled backward before collapsing onto the ground.

"Blood?"

Before she could fully regain her senses, she felt something trickling down her forehead.

The crash had been so forceful that it had cut her skin.

"Blood! It's blood!"

Tomie's reaction wasn't panic, it was pure, unrestrained excitement.

Finally!

For days, she had been trying to hurt herself in this place but had failed every single time. Now, at last, she'd succeeded.

"This is great! I'm bleeding! I'm actually bleeding!"

Her happiness stemmed from the unique properties of her blood, it could regenerate and create new versions of herself.

If she could spawn more duplicates, surely they wouldn't all be bound by the rules of this cursed domain, right?

Watching Tomie's excitement, Ryuji's lips curled into an amused grin.

"Are you really hurt?" he asked.

"Huh?"

Tomie froze, confused by his words.

What kind of question was that? The blood dripping down her face was proof enough.

But when she looked down again, she realized something shocking: her forehead was perfectly fine.

There was no blood. No wound.

"What… what's going on?"

Frantically, she touched her forehead, but it was completely smooth, with no sign of injury.

The pain was gone. And somehow, she found herself back in her original position, still mid-motion as if preparing to charge at Ryuji again.

It was as if everything had reset to how it was before her collision.

"This… what is this?"

The abrupt change in her surroundings left Tomie even more disoriented than before.

"Could it be… time reversal?"

Despite her vanity and arrogance, Tomie wasn't entirely ignorant. She had enough knowledge to come up with a plausible explanation.

However...

"Don't give me too much credit," Ryuji said dismissively.

"Time reversal? I'm not that powerful yet. It's just an illusion, a form of sensory manipulation. You can think of it as a kind of hallucination. Controlling time? That's far beyond my current abilities."

He let out a short laugh.

Among all supernatural abilities, space and time were considered the pinnacle. Space was king, and time was sovereign, this was a well-known fact.

Whether it was manipulating space or reversing time, both were exceedingly rare and overwhelmingly powerful abilities.

Ryuji was well aware of his limits. These were powers far beyond his reach for the time being.

Of course, for now was the key phrase. Who knew what might happen in the future?

"This…"

Even after Ryuji's explanation, Tomie still felt as though she were caught in a surreal dream.

Once she finally snapped out of her daze, her expression shifted, and she glared at Ryuji.

"You! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

At first, Tomie's plan had been simple: use her charm to make Ryuji obsessed with her, then manipulate his influence and popularity at school to make herself the center of attention.

After all, she was vain, selfish, and utterly consumed by her desire to be admired and envied.

But now?

Things had spiraled completely out of her control.

What she had thought was a helpless sheep had turned out to be a cunning wolf.

"If you think you can break me and make me submit to you, you're dreaming! I—"

Even now, Tomie's words dripped with arrogance. Despite her disheveled appearance, her tone was still filled with disdain.

She tried to continue her tirade, but as she raised her head, something unexpected happened.

The strands of hair that had been obscuring her vision were blown aside, giving her a clear view of Ryuji's face.

She froze.

"..."

Ryuji, who had been calmly observing her tantrum, noticed her sudden silence.

Her long-winded rants didn't bother him, he had been treating them as entertainment. But now, seeing her abruptly stop, he raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You're… so handsome."

"...What?"

Her response caught Ryuji completely off guard.

What the hell?

Then it clicked.

He suddenly remembered the "Charisma" he had acquired from Tomie's unique abilities.

It was a power rooted in the same source as Tomie's, one capable of influencing even her.

No wonder. It wasn't strange at all, in hindsight.