On Monday morning, Ayanokouji Ren got out of bed early.
Shuchiin’s school day began at eight-thirty, but Ren had the habit of going to the gym for morning training on weekdays.
He first did a short session of anaerobic exercise, then jogged three kilometers on the treadmill.
After sweating all over, he went to the shower room and turned on the shower.
One minute of hot water, one minute of cold water, then one minute of warm water.
This was a recovery method Ren had learned for use after exercise.
Hot water opened the tightened pores, cold water stimulated the nerves and cleared the mind, and warm water gradually brought the body back into balance.
Professional athletes often used this method to speed up lactic acid metabolism in the body as well.
Ren pushed open the bedroom door.
Matsuzaka Satou was still sleeping soundly.
Her pajamas were the cute white doll-style set they had bought the day before yesterday.
The fabric was good quality and loose enough that even a growing girl could wear it for three years without needing a replacement.
Perhaps because she had grown too accustomed to him, Satou’s sleeping posture had become increasingly daring—almost wild.
Even with all her buttons fastened, her shoulders were partially exposed.
So Ren approached her from behind and woke her up with a playful swat on her bottom.
Satou opened her eyes in a daze.
After seeing clearly who was in front of her, she murmured, “Ren, the alarm hasn’t gone off yet.
Let me sleep a little longer.”
“Today is your first day of school.
Don’t be late.”
Ren refused and dragged Satou up from the bed.
In truth, Satou could not possibly be late.
It was not even seven o’clock yet.
Ren was merely trying to trigger Satou’s morning temper.
After all, [Disgust] and [Anger] had to be triggered by unpleasant things.
And being woken early from a good dream was something even Ren himself hated.
However, Satou’s temper was much better than he had imagined.
Or perhaps she simply did not have morning anger at all.
In short, Satou did not get mad.
Still half-asleep, she reached her arms toward Ren.
“Then…
help me…
change clothes.”
Ren looked at the girl stretching out her arms.
Her pajama collar was crooked, revealing one rounded shoulder, and she had not even fully opened her eyes yet.
“Change by yourself.”
So he deliberately tossed her school uniform onto her face.
“Your school uniform is different from mine.
Don’t wear the wrong one.”
The fabric slid down from her body, and Satou finally opened her eyes.
She slowly undid the buttons of her pajamas.
Just as Ren turned away, she suddenly spoke.
“Ren, aren’t we family?”
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“Isn’t it normal for family to help each other…
change clothes?”
Ren looked away, but Satou she loosened her clothes, her chest was revealed.
On her pristine, flawless skin, he saw several bite marks he had left the day before.
Although the red color had faded, the faint traces were still visible.
Ren felt a little embarrassed.
He had really gone and bitten her.
He always felt like his mind had gone blank at the time.
No matter how one looked at it, he had been an adult in his previous life.
Was it really okay to toy with a young girl’s emotions like this?
And she was a yandere too.
It’s dangerous.
Ren thought this while reaching out and taking the sailor-style uniform top from Satou’s hands.
“Raise your arms.”
To know one’s mistake and still refuse to change was, in a way, impressive.
Satou stretched her limbs, letting him slip the white short-sleeved shirt over her.
But as Ren’s fingers touched her waist, she suddenly flinched—it seemed he’d found a particularly ticklish spot.
“Stay still,” he said, picking up a piece of off-white cotton fabric with his other hand.
“Lift your leg.”
Her groggy eyes finally registered what that white fabric was.
Satou suddenly clamped her legs shut.
“U-undergarments…
I’ll put those on myself.”
It seemed she had been completely woken up by the tickling.
“Fine.”
Ren agreed.
With her ears turning slightly red, Satou took the cotton fabric from his hand.
“Turn around for a second.”
It seemed that even a yandere still had the normal shame of a girl.
Ren raised an eyebrow and turned his back, listening to the rustling sounds behind him.
In the wardrobe mirror, he saw the girl’s reflection as she hurriedly pulled on strawberry-print underwear, her waist dip faintly visible in the morning light.
She had put on not just the panties, but her school skirt as well.
“Ren, you peeked.”
Satou suddenly looked at him through the mirror.
“You were the one who asked me to help.”
Ren’s expression did not change.
“If you wear stockings next time, I can help with those too.”
Satou stepped into her little leather shoes.
“Ren, do you like stockings?”
“Stockings, garter socks, tights—I like them all.”
Ren answered instinctively.
A man’s preferences from age three to seventy were always those things.
“What color?”
“I prefer white.”
Satou covered her mouth and smiled.
Then she lifted her foot slightly, showing Ren the black mid-calf socks that came with Shuchiin’s uniform.
Ren’s gaze moved upward from the black mid-calf socks on Satou’s legs.
Shuchiin Middle School’s spring uniform did not have many unnecessary decorations.
It consisted of a white A-line jumper skirt, a white short-sleeved shirt underneath, a gray-blue square sailor collar, a black necktie cord, and black knee socks.
It was a very ordinary uniform.
Although Satou looked good in it too, that was probably because of her outstanding appearance.
There was also her pink hair, which matched very well with white.
“Mm.
Then I’ll change the school rules.”
Ren turned and went downstairs for breakfast.
“?
Can you change school rules?”
Satou followed behind him.
She had recently looked into Shuchiin.
It was an integrated school located in Minato Ward, Tokyo, covering everything from kindergarten to university.
In the past, it had been founded as an institution for educating nobles and samurai families.
It was a prestigious school with a long history.
Even now, after the abolition of the nobility system, many students born into wealthy and famous families studied there.
For example, Shijou Maki and her classmate, whom Satou had met yesterday, as well as the Ayanokouji family she now belonged to.
So even Ren should not be able to act completely without restraint in a school like that, right?
That was what Satou thought.
“Mm.
I can start with the Student Council.”
Ren said.
“Student Council?”
Satou murmured.
The school itself was already an elite academy.
That meant the Student Council inside it had to be made up of very impressive people, right?
“Are you a member of the Student Council, Ren?”
“No.”
Ren shook his head.
However, he was very interested in the Student Council and clubs.
Especially after activating the system.
A group full of young people would surely produce many inexplicable emotional fluctuations.
“You aren’t?”
Satou tilted her head.
“I feel like you could try becoming Student Council president, Ren.”
Because he had that kind of presence.
“But you definitely shouldn’t make a school rule like, ‘All girls must wear white stockings to school,’ okay?”
“The girls will hate you.”
Satou added another sentence.
“And I’ll hate it too.”
Would she really hate it?
Ren’s eyes lit up.