Chapter 4: The Guardian Angel of the Girls' School

More than a month has passed since the Paris incident. Zero suddenly receives a top-priority emergency assignment from the organization: to immediately go to Tokyo, Japan, to protect the daughter of a high-ranking official in the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office—Misaki Kanzaki.

Misaki attends St. Sakura Girls' Academy, a prestigious girls' school in Tokyo. Recently, she has received a series of **** threats, and various signs indicate that this may be related to the military-industrial bill promoted by her father.

The conditions for this protection mission were extremely demanding: the bodyguards not only had to conceal their identities at all times and were strictly prohibited from carrying any firearms, but also had to transform into "transfer students" and protect Misaki around the clock.

Zero has only one choice—to completely become her classmate. After arriving in Japan, he activates Eve-Δ's latest template in a secret safe house arranged by the organization: an 18-year-old high school girl named "Amano Zero".

Eve-Δ is even more anthropomorphic this time. It can even simulate the fluctuations of hormones during puberty, allowing a milky sweet fragrance to seep from the skin, and a voice with the unique shyness and panting of a young girl.

The changing process took place in front of a full-length mirror in the safe house. Zero stood naked, Eve-Δ waking from the incubator, a milky-white desire slowly creeping up his body. The gel first enveloped his toes, the fine suction cups gently sucking between his toes, bringing a tingling sensation. As it spread upwards to his calves, he began to tremble slightly.

As the colloid reached the groin, the thick, protruding mass once again wrapped around the penis, slowly swallowing it like a thirsty lover. The glans was enveloped and squeezed by layers of fleshy folds, while the coronal sulcus was repeatedly licked and pulled by countless tiny tentacles.

Zero's knees buckled, and he had to hold onto the mirror for support. "...Mmm..." He bit his lip, his voice turning into a girl's crisp panting. Eve-Δ folded his penis completely inward, shaping it into the tight, pink flesh unique to teenage girls—the labia were thin and delicate, the clitoris small yet terrifyingly sensitive, the inner walls covered with fine granules that could move on their own and secrete a honey-like fluid with a faint cherry blossom scent.

The breasts are controlled at a D cup—a reasonable fullness for a high school girl, yet unusually perky. The breasts are full and round, the areolas are a light cherry pink, and the nipples are small but hard at the slightest touch, like two shy red beans. Eve-Δ even simulates the swelling and pain of a girl's first puberty, keeping the nipples in a semi-erect state at all times.

After the facial transformation, a pure and beautiful girl with long, straight black hair appeared in the mirror: bangs, big eyes, cherry lips, and skin so white it was almost transparent. A small beauty mark on the side of her neck added a touch of allure.

Finally, there's the school uniform and black stockings. Eve-Δ's self-generated summer uniform for Saint Sakura Girls' Academy: a white sailor uniform with a dark blue bow tie at the collar, and a pleated skirt that just covers the upper thighs.

The black pantyhose is the highlight—ultra-thin 80D black pantyhose with a fine, subtle pattern, covering from the waist to the toes. The crotch is open, completely exposing the pink, delicate vulva. The inside of the pantyhose is covered with tiny bumps and tentacles, rubbing against the inner thighs, labia, and clitoris with every step, bringing a continuous, tingling pleasure.

Rena—in her current state—put on her uniform and twirled in front of the mirror. Her long, straight legs in black stockings were visible beneath the short skirt, and the sailor uniform was stretched taut by her D-cup breasts, with cleavage faintly visible at the neckline.

Eve-Δ deliberately let her nipples protrude slightly beneath the white fabric, creating two small bumps. [Host, this body is too innocent… I want to be teased.] Eve-Δ whispered in her mind, her voice filled with girlish shyness and longing.

The following day, under the name "Amano Reina," she officially transferred to Class 3-A at Seisaku Girls' Academy, becoming deskmates with Kanzaki Misaki. Misaki was like a young lady from a classical painting, with long chestnut hair cascading down like a waterfall, her features exquisitely sculpted like a work of art, and a slender, graceful figure. Surprisingly, beneath this outstanding appearance lay an incredibly gentle personality.

The morning classes were math and English. On the surface, Zero was diligently taking notes, but in reality, Eve-Δ was already causing trouble inside her. The tiny tentacles on the inside of her black stockings hadn't stopped since the morning self-study session started, gently sweeping across the most sensitive skin on her inner thighs, occasionally deliberately circling around the edge of her labia.

Her D-cup breasts were tightly encased in her sailor uniform, her nipples hardened like two small pebbles beneath the fabric. Whenever she bent down to write, her nipples would repeatedly rub against the lace of her bra, sending waves of subtle electric current through her.

During math class, Misaki suddenly pushed her notebook forward and wrote a line of small writing in the corner:

【Rena-chan, your black stockings are so sexy... I was looking at your legs during class♡】Rena blushed slightly, pretending not to see, but deliberately spread her legs slightly apart under the desk.

Eve-Δ seized the opportunity immediately, her vulva slightly opening, a warm, honey-like fluid slowly seeping out, absorbed by the black stockings, forming a small, dark, wet patch on her crotch. The tentacles took the opportunity to entwine around her delicate clitoris, licking it back and forth like tiny tongues. She bit her lower lip, the pen tip drawing a long line on the paper, almost letting out a moan.

She was very enthusiastic about her new classmates. As soon as the first class ended, she couldn't wait to grab Lingna's hand and go to the rooftop together to feel the breeze.

Misaki blushed and said softly, "Rena-chan, your black stockings are absolutely gorgeous, and they feel so smooth to the touch." As she spoke, her fingertips gently traced Rena's thigh.

In that instant, Eve-Δ's tentacles writhed wildly inside, her clitoris being repeatedly rubbed by the bumps. Rena had to squeeze her legs together, suppressing the moan that was about to escape her lips. "Misaki...don't, don't touch there..." her voice trembled, her cheeks flushed. But danger was already closing in.

During lunch break, in a women's restroom stall, Misaki was touching up her lipstick with her back to her. Reina stood in front of the mirror, pretending to fix her bangs, but Eve-Δ suddenly heightened her sensitivity—her vaginal walls began to contract on their own, like an invisible, thin penis slowly thrusting in and out.

Her knees buckled, and she had to hold onto the sink for support. "Rena-chan, what's wrong? Your face is so red..." Misaki turned around and approached with concern, her fingertips accidentally brushing against Rena's thigh.

In that instant, Eve-Δ's tentacles accelerated sharply, sucking hard on her clitoris. Rena trembled slightly, a soft "Mmm..." escaping her throat, sweet and almost coquettish. Misaki froze, her ears instantly turning bright red: "Rena-chan...your voice is so cute..."

In a restroom stall, Rei unexpectedly discovered a brand-new threatening letter that read: "[Tonight at midnight, under the cherry blossom tree, witness the destruction of the Kanzaki family.]" In an instant, her nerves tightened, and she realized with acute awareness that the attacker had already infiltrated the school.

After lunch break, indoor gymnastics class began. The girls changed into pristine white leotards and black tights, their movements light and graceful. However, Reina, using a "skin allergy" as an excuse, was allowed to continue wearing her uniform, paired with black stockings, making her stand out. On the soft gymnastic mat, the physical education teacher was diligently instructing everyone, requiring the students to practice forward rolls and splits.

With each movement Lingna made, her black stockings stretched taut over her thighs, exposing her crotch completely to the air. Eve-Δ took advantage of this to cause trouble—when she did a forward roll, her vulva was slightly opened by the airflow; when she did a split, tentacles wrapped around her labia and pulled them apart, as if being played with by invisible fingers.

She gritted her teeth and completed the movement, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Her crotch was already soaked, the dark patch of her black stockings revealing glistening drops of fluid slowly sliding down her inner thighs. Misaki, watching from the side, blushed and her heart pounded, muttering softly, "Rena-chan...you're acting so strange today...so cute..."

After school, Misaki stayed behind to practice piano for club activities. Reina pretended to wait for her there, but actually conducted a thorough search of the school alone.

Eve-Δ switched to battle mode, lowering her sensitivity to a minimum and focusing on strengthening the muscle fibers beneath her black stockings. Under the cherry blossom tree in the back garden, she spotted a suspicious figure—a girl in a Saint Sakura school uniform, her back to her, holding a syringe. Zero silently approached, deliberately stomping on a branch.

"Who?" The other person turned around abruptly, and the person in front of them was Sato Rei, a transfer student from the next class. Her eyes were cold and sharp, revealing a professional and ruthless quality that had been honed over time.

Without a word, Ling lunged forward, her syringe aimed straight at Rena's neck—it contained a fast-acting nerve agent. In an instant, a battle erupted. Rena nimbly dodged to the side, her sailor uniform skirt billowing up, inadvertently revealing her legs tightly encased in black stockings.

Rei kneed Reina in the stomach, but Reina leaned back to dodge, then wrapped her long, black-stockinged legs around Rei's waist, throwing her onto the cherry blossom-strewn grass. The two rolled around in a ball, their sailor uniforms completely open, their breasts pressing against Rei's chest, rubbing against each other repeatedly, their nipples both painful and pleasurable from being scratched by the buttons of Rei's uniform.

Ling grabbed her collar and ripped it open, the sailor uniform buttons popping off, her D-cup breasts almost bursting out, nipples erect in the air. "Transfer student... so you're the bodyguard?" Ling sneered, kneeing Ling in the stomach.

Reina leaned back to dodge, her long, black-stockinged legs wrapping around Rei's waist, throwing her to the ground. The two rolled together, their sailor uniforms completely open, her breasts rubbing against Rei's chest. Rei's hand slipped under Reina's skirt, tearing open the crotch of her black stockings, two fingers roughly forcing open her pink labia and plunging into her tight vulva.

"...Ah—!" Reina screamed, her voice high-pitched and seductive. Eve-Δ immediately heightened her sensitivity, her flesh walls like countless tiny mouths frantically sucking at the invading fingers, the layers of folds scraping against her knuckles. Her waist arched involuntarily, her nipples hardening as if they were about to pierce through her bra. Rei's eyes darkened from the astonishing tightness and wet heat. She withdrew her fingers, her honey-scented palm slapping Reina's buttocks with a "smack," leaving a red mark through the tattered black stockings.

Eve-Δ's vaginal walls contracted wildly, sucking at the invading fingers, amplifying the pleasure to its limit. She rolled over, pinning Reina down, her knee forcefully spreading Reina's legs, her other hand grasping Reina's breast, kneading it hard, squeezing out large swaths of white, smooth flesh between her fingers. The nipples were twisted until they were bright red, and tears of primal instinct welled up in Reina's eyes. Eve-Δ gasped softly in her mind:

[Host...she's so rough...I'm about to climax...] Lingna gritted her teeth, and in the instant that Ling lowered her head to bite her nipple, she suddenly raised her leg, her long black-stockinged leg wrapped around Ling's neck like a snake, and with a forceful push,

she pressed her down, her knee **** Ling's legs apart, and her finger bone blade popped out, pressing against her throat.

"Who sent you?" she asked breathlessly, her nipples throbbing painfully in the air from the violent movements. Ling laughed, her eyes suddenly turning lewd: "Want to know? Let me taste you first..." She suddenly lowered her head, taking one of Reina's nipples into her mouth and sucking hard. The pleasure instantly shattered her defenses. Reina's body arched, her vagina spasmed, and a gush of fluid spurted out, soaking her black stockings and the ground.

But the assassin's instincts were stronger. She plunged the bone blade down, ending it all. Blood splattered on the cherry blossom petals. Rena collapsed to the ground, her sailor uniform disheveled, her black stockings ripped, and a wet patch between her legs. Eve-Δ gently writhed to soothe her, as if licking a wound. [Host…will you continue to protect her tonight? With this body…] She wiped the blood from her nipples and stood up. “Of course.”

Under the cover of night at Saint Sakura Girls' Academy, a corpse lay beneath the cherry blossom trees. And her mission had only just begun.

Rena slumped on the grass covered with cherry blossom petals, her sailor uniform disheveled and open, her D-cup breasts half-exposed, her nipples red and erect; her black stockings were completely torn from the thighs to the crotch, and honey-like fluid mixed with a little blood slowly flowed down between her legs.

Eve-Δ gently writhed to soothe her, like countless tiny tongues licking the sensitive spots inside, making the afterglow of the orgasm linger. She looked down to examine the body; the bone blade had precisely ended Sato Rei's life, but Reina's intuition told her that this was not so simple.

She opened Ling's school uniform pocket and found an encrypted phone. The screen was locked, but Eve-Δ extended a tiny neural interface, protruding a hair-thin probe from her fingertip and inserting it into the phone's side interface.

A few seconds later, the screen unlocked. The last unsent message appeared—[Target bodyguard has appeared. Characteristics: long, straight black hair, black stockings, beauty mark under the eye. His strength exceeds expectations. Requesting backup.]

—Additionally: The "symbiotic" aura emanating from her is highly consistent with the description of Eve-Δ in the Paris branch report.

Once everything is confirmed to be correct, immediately initiate "Capture Plan B".

—“M”】 Renai’s pupils contracted slightly. Paris… the Eastern European man she had killed in the alley was just a scout.

Some people have been keeping an eye on Eve-Δ since then, and even know about its

existence and characteristics.

This mysterious "M" is undoubtedly a much more powerful entity lurking behind the scenes. She acted swiftly and decisively, quickly deleting the crucial records from the phone and then calmly returning it to its original place. Next, she meticulously staged the scene, making it appear as if Ling had accidentally fallen to her ****—after all, such accidents were not uncommon at an all-girls school. Afterward, she laboriously dragged Ling's body and hid it deep within the bushes. It was foreseeable that tomorrow the school would "discover" a heartbreakingly tragic accident.

Eve-Δ whispered in her mind, her voice carrying an unusual mix of wariness and excitement: [Host… they want me. They’ll send more… in more brutal ways. I… am kind of looking forward to it.]

Reina straightened her tattered sailor uniform, pulled the collar tight to cover her cleavage, and used her backpack to hide the tears in her black stockings. Her cheeks were still flushed from her orgasm. She took one last look at the blood-stained grass under the cherry blossom tree and murmured to herself, "Come on, I'm waiting for you."