In one of their secluded spots, Moka and Tsukune sat together, chatting and growing closer with every shared moment.

Eventually, Moka flashed him a bright, irresistible smile and said, "Please, Tsukune! Let me drink your blood!"

As usual, Tsukune’s eyes widened in surprise at her request, his typical dumbfounded expression taking over. Moka took this as her cue and, without hesitation, lunged forward to embrace him.

"Eh? W-Wait—" Tsukune began to protest, but it was too late. Moka had already sunk her fangs into his neck, savoring the taste of his blood.

After indulging in her favorite "juice box," Moka finally released him, feeling completely satisfied. She leaned back with a blissful sigh.

"Ahhh... Thanks for the treat! Your blood is the best, Tsukune! I might just get addicted to you!"

While any other man else might have been flattered by those words, Tsukune lay on the ground, twitching and utterly drained, as usual.

I've had my blood sucked again... I wonder if I'll die from blood loss one of these days…

As Moka basked in the afterglow of her meal and Tsukune lay recovering on the ground, the academy bell rang, signaling the end of their break.

Returning to their classes, Kurumu, Moka, and Tsukune finished their lessons, excited for their first official day at the newspaper club. After the final class, they eagerly made their way to the clubroom, where their teacher and club advisor, Shizuka, was expected to be waiting.

“Oh? She’s not here yet?” Kurumu remarked, stepping into the empty room.

“Maybe she’s gathering the other members,” Moka suggested.

“We should just wait for her,” Tsukune proposed.

Kurumu and Moka exchanged glances, then nodded in agreement as they followed him inside.

Once seated, the three began chatting. Kurumu, always quick to flirt, flashed Tsukune a teasing smile.

“Tsukune, today’s the day we start the club together, right?” she asked, leaning forward slightly, her body language all too suggestive.

Tsukune gulped, clearly still unaccustomed to her bold advances. Before he could respond, Kurumu pulled him into a playful embrace, pressing his face into her ample chest.

“K-Kurumu!” Tsukune managed to sputter, his voice muffled by her perfume.

“I’m just so excited to be in the same club as you, Tsukune!” Kurumu cooed, holding him tighter.

Moka’s expression darkened as she glared at Kurumu, her irritation rising as she watched the scene unfold.

While Kurumu reveled in her embrace with Tsukune, he found himself overwhelmed, struggling to keep his composure amidst the sensory overload.

I-I can’t breathe! She’s so strong!

Kurumu turned toward Moka with a triumphant smile, holding Tsukune tighter.

Hehe, Tsukune is my destined one, Moka. I'll make sure we develop our relationship into something more!

She matched Moka’s glare with a smug, satisfied expression.

Just you watch! I’m not going to lose to you, Moka!

As Tsukune continued to struggle for breath, the door to the clubroom suddenly slid open.

Kurumu quickly released him, and the three of them turned their attention to the newcomer, their teacher and club advisor, Shizuka.

Shizuka entered the room with a bright, relieved smile. The memory of Cottus's stern warning still lingered in her mind, sending a brief shudder down her spine. However, she quickly pushed that thought aside.

But now, I’m in front of my students!

With renewed energy, she walked to the front of the room, greeting the trio in her usual cheerful manner.

"Hello, everyone! Thank you all for joining the newspaper club!" she said, her voice filled with enthusiasm.

Taking out a folder, Shizuka pulled out a sample newspaper and held it up for them to see. “Now, let’s dive into running the newspaper club!”

Her energetic demeanor instantly set the tone, and the trio found themselves eager to get started despite the earlier tension.

However, the trio, having waited for Shizuka and the other club members, looked around, realizing they were still the only ones in the room. Shizuka’s boundless enthusiasm was met with an awkward silence as all three shared the same thought.

This is it?!

“Uh, teacher,” Tsukune raised his hand hesitantly. “I don’t really know much about this club... Is it only supposed to have… three members?” He whispered the last part.

Anticipating the question, Shizuka responded with a cheerful grin. “Oh, but it doesn’t!”

Just as she spoke, the clubroom door slid open, and a deep, commanding voice filled the air. “My apologies for being late!”

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Shizuka beamed and gestured toward the newcomer. “Here he is! Our senior member!”

In the doorway stood a tall, handsome young man with long black hair framing his face. He greeted the group with a charming smile, holding two large flower bouquets. “Greetings! I’m Ginei Morioka, your editor!”

The three new members exchanged glances, their thoughts aligned in confusion.

Editor??

“And no editor has ever had a more beautiful staff!” Gin said as he presented the bouquets, one to Kurumu and the other to Moka. Smiling widely, he continued, “Feel free to call me Gin—or Ginbo, if you’re feeling playful.”

Beaming at the two girls, Gin added, “Though, I must admit, no flower could ever match even a fraction of your beauty.”

Kurumu and Moka stood speechless at Gin’s smooth words, while Tsukune was utterly shocked by his boldness.

What a line?! Who is this guy?!

Gin turned his attention to Moka, his gaze lingering on her with clear admiration. However, his thoughts were far more calculating.

So, this is the famous Moka. She’s just as stunning as the rumors say. But… I can’t sense any youki from her.

His eyes flickered toward the silver rosary hanging from Moka’s chest.

Must be some kind of seal...

Noticing Gin’s intense scrutiny, Moka shifted uncomfortably, crossing her arms to cover her chest and rosary, as she struggled to maintain her composure. She considered reaching out to her inner self for advice, but the familiar voice within her remained silent.

Sneaking a glance at Tsukune, Gin internally shook his head in mild disappointment.

No youki either… A monstrel? Or maybe some other type of low-class monster?

The room fell into an awkward silence as the club members silently sized each other up.

Cutting through the tension, Shizuka clapped her hands, cheerfully breaking the ice. “Gin is the only second-year member of the club. He’s been with us since his first year, so not only is he your senior in school, but also your senior in the club!”

Gin struck a dramatic pose, accentuating his handsome features and muscular frame, clearly trying to impress.

Already accustomed to Gin’s antics, Shizuka continued without missing a beat. “If you have any questions about the club, just ask Gin. He’s here to help!”

Maintaining his pose, Gin grinned confidently. “Heh, you can always count on me!”

Feeling uneasy in Gin’s presence, Kurumu instinctively moved closer to Tsukune, clutching his arm tightly.

“K-Kurumu?” Tsukune whispered, his voice nervous as he felt her sudden closeness.

Kurumu, her eyes narrowed in suspicion, stared at Gin with a mix of concern and distrust.

Mom warned me about men like this. I haven’t dealt with many of these flirty types before...

With the introductions complete, Shizuka gathered her things and prepared to leave the clubroom.

“Well, I have to go now,” Shizuka announced. “There’s a staff meeting I need to attend.” She turned to Gin, adding, “Please take care of the club proceedings for today, Gin.”

“Got it! Leave it to me!” Gin replied, flashing a charming smile.

As Shizuka headed for the door, Tsukune stood up, surprised. “Wait, teacher! You’re leaving already?!”

Pausing at the doorway, Shizuka waved back at the group. “Sorry, Tsukune! See you later, everyone! And make sure to get to know your senior!”

With that, she exited, leaving the club in Gin’s hands.

Once the door closed behind her, Gin turned back to his new juniors with a friendly, yet knowing smile, settling into his role as their guide.

"Now then," Gin began, leaning against the desk. "I suppose you're asking yourselves, what is this club really about?"

Kurumu, Moka, and Tsukune nodded slightly, listening intently.

With a dramatic pause, Gin continued, "Our club's objective is simple: to produce the school newspaper. Sounds easy, right?"

The trio nodded, feeling reassured by the straightforward description.

Suddenly, Gin slammed his hand on the desk, startling them. "Wrong!" he declared, his voice sharp and commanding.

Kurumu, Moka, and Tsukune jumped, their eyes wide as Gin shifted into a more serious tone.

"The Spirit Academy Newspaper Club's true duty is more than just writing a few articles—it's about uncovering stories that matter. Stories that are not only interesting but essential to the monsters at this school." His eyes gleamed with intensity as he spoke.

Now that he had their full attention, Gin continued pacing before them. "As you all know, monsters like us are no longer the dominant force on this planet. Humanity has grown stronger. If we want our kind to survive, we must adapt and understand the world we're in. So, what role does a small newspaper club like ours play in this?"

The three new members exchanged glances, looking uncertain. Their puzzled expressions made Gin chuckle internally.

Is this what San saw when she told me about the importance of this club? he wondered, recalling his mentor’s words.

Gin’s face softened into a more reassuring smile. "Our role is crucial," he explained, his tone now steady and firm. "We need to inform and educate our fellow students, make them aware of the real threats out there. Humanity’s not to be underestimated, and if we recklessly harm humans, it could expose us. If the world ever found out that monsters like us are real, there would be a war—a war we wouldn’t survive."

The weight of his words hung heavily in the air. Moka, Kurumu, and Tsukune felt a chill run down their spines, realizing the gravity of their new responsibilities.

To break the tension, Moka leaned toward Tsukune and whispered, "Gin seems... um... like a really strong leader, doesn’t he?"

Tsukune nodded slowly, still processing the seriousness of Gin’s speech. "I… guess so?" he replied, unsure.

Gin caught the exchange and smiled to himself, pleased that Moka was starting to see him in a more positive light.

Good, Gin thought. A trustworthy image is key. Now, it’s time to show them that I’m not just a strong leader—I’m someone they can rely on.

With a shift from his serious demeanor to a more relaxed one, Gin continued, “But the most important thing is to have fun!”

Turning to Kurumu and Moka, Gin’s thoughts wandered.

So beautiful… tsk, you really can’t help yourself, you dog!

He pulled out a poster from the desk and presented it to his juniors.

“Now, would you kindly put this poster on the back wall?” Gin said quickly, not giving the trio much time to process his words.

Without hesitation, all three of them agreed, “Okay.”

Gin walks across the clubroom and turns to Tsukune. “You’re Tsukune, right?”

“Y-Yes, sir!” Tsukune says, suddenly standing up straight.

Gin chuckles to himself.

What a wimp. What does Moka see in this guy?

Placing his arm around Tsukune’s shoulders, Gin gestures toward the desk. “First things first—get the remaining posters from over there.”

Tsukune nods obediently and heads to the desk. Gin then turns to the two gorgeous girls in the room.

“Girls, could you please put this poster on the back wall?” he asks, handing them staplers and tape.

Kurumu and Moka nod, accepting the materials from Gin.

With the posters in hand, Tsukune follows Gin, who is trailing behind the two girls as they head to the back.

Kurumu looks up at the wall and frowns. “Gin, this is a bit high. Can’t you do it instead? You’re the taller one, after all.”

Always ready with a quick response, Gin replies, “I can, but what if next time you need to put up a poster high up and I’m not around? What then?”

Kurumu frowns but nods, understanding Gin’s point.

Moka, observing the situation, points to the chairs. “Kurumu, we can use the chairs.”

Kurumu nods, recognizing Moka’s suggestion despite their usual rivalry. She was aware that now wasn’t the time for competition, especially with Gin making her uneasy.

It feels like I’m being watched by a predator, a wolf.

While Gin is instructing Kurumu and Moka, Tsukune examines the club posters. Despite the posters being for the newspaper club, most of them feature Shizuka’s face prominently, pointing at a blurry newspaper. It was a poor attempt at advertising the club.

Even the human stuff they’re trying to imitate is so strange.

Kurumu and Moka, unable to reach the top of the clubroom, stood on chairs. Unfortunately, even with the added height, the area where they need to place the posters—above the blackboard—is still too high.

Of the two gorgeous girls, Moka, even in her sealed form, is taller than Kurumu, which visibly annoys the blue-haired girl.

Turning to Gin with a frown, Moka says, “Gin, is it really okay to put this so high up? I don’t think anyone will be able to see it properly.”

Instead of directly answering, Gin responds in an odd manner, “Good point. Maybe just a tad higher.”

Kurumu, already struggling, exclaims, “Huh?!?! Higher than this??”

Smiling, Gin stands behind the two girls and replies, "You know what, you're right, Kurumu. Much higher!”

Hearing Gin’s excited shout, Tsukune looks at his senior with a mix of amusement and curiosity.

He can be so serious and at the same time so eccentric! I wonder what’s the deal with him?

As Tsukune watches, Gin feels a surge of energy from the presence of the two stunning girls. Unable to contain himself, Gin squats down to get a better view, barely acknowledging Tsukune in the process.

Just a little peek wouldn’t hurt, right?

As Kurumu and Moka strained to reach as high as they could, Gin took the opportunity to enjoy the view from his squatting position.

Why is Gin squatting like that? And... where is he looking?

Following his line of sight, Tsukune's eyes widened in disbelief.

What?! He can’t be serious?!