Rudius watched the crestfallen girl before him with a mocking smirk.
“I didn’t expect Jasmine to be so cunning. You almost fooled me. So you were lying to me just now? I’m so heartbroken. I think I’ll just post the video to the class group after all. I wonder what Emma will think when she sees it.”
He smiled and raised his phone.
The moment he made to open the group chat, Jasmine lunged forward, grabbing his hand and shaking her head frantically.
“No! I was wrong… I know I was wrong…”
Rudius sneered.
“Oh? Where were you wrong?”
Jasmine hesitated, then spoke submissively, her voice barely above a whisper: “I shouldn’t have lied to you. Please… please don’t send the video out.”
“And then what?”
Her pretty face turned deathly pale.
She struggled for a long moment before forcing out the words: “I promise to let you… touch… touch my chest!”
As soon as the words left her mouth, her cheeks burned crimson.
Regret flooded through her—she’d walked right into his trap.
By now, she’d realized Rudius was deliberately toying with her.
Indignation churned in her chest, but she didn’t dare show even a hint of it.
Not only that—she had to appease him, keep him from sending that video to the group.
Just thinking about him touching her most sensitive areas made her heart clench with dread.
Rudius nodded inwardly with satisfaction.
“This is a public place. I don’t want to do it here. Let’s find somewhere more private.”
Jasmine’s face went even paler.
But having just offended him, she was terrified of provoking him further and didn’t dare refuse.
“Where are we going?” she asked weakly.
“We’ll walk and see.” Rudius didn’t specify.
He was still thinking about his dating mission—this was the perfect excuse to trick her into going along with it.
“Let’s go, Jasmine.” Ignoring her ugly expression, he strode forward.
The spot they were in was relatively secluded, but passersby might still notice them, and he didn’t want anyone getting suspicious enough to call the police.
What was the crime for violating a woman’s will again?
Jasmine didn’t want to go anywhere unfamiliar with Rudius.
She sensed ill intent from him and feared he’d take advantage of her once they left the crowded area.
But she simply couldn’t refuse.
After standing frozen with a miserable expression for a long moment, she finally gritted her teeth and followed.
Rudius, walking ahead, suddenly thought: since this was supposed to be a date, they couldn’t act like strangers.
He turned to look at her.
When Jasmine saw him stop, she stopped too, standing several meters away, watching him warily.
Rudius rolled his eyes and commanded: “Come here. Are you dragging your feet because you don’t want the video anymore?”
Jasmine had no choice but to steel herself and walk to his side.
Rudius naturally took her hand.
It was the first time he’d ever held a girl’s hand—it really was smooth and tender.
He couldn’t resist squeezing it a few times.
Jasmine’s body stiffened.
A flush of crimson crept onto her face as she turned to glare at him angrily.
“You—”
“What’s wrong? You have a problem with that?” Rudius said with a smile, dangling his phone in front of her with his other hand, his eyes full of implication.
Jasmine’s face cycled through green and white before she finally shook her head in humiliation.
“No… no problem…”
“If you have no problem, then why aren’t you smiling? Are you dissatisfied with me?”
Jasmine forced herself to swallow her anger and squeezed out a smile.
Rudius’s actions had proven he was a complete scumbag who wouldn’t show mercy to girls.
At the same time, she silently consoled herself: It’s fine.
Just pretend I’m being bitten by a dog.
Just endure until he deletes the video, and then I can leave immediately.
“That’s better, Jasmine. If you behave obediently, maybe I’ll grant your wish.”
Seeing the girl much more compliant now, Rudius grew increasingly satisfied and led her forward.
Along the way, Jasmine looked around nervously, terrified of being recognized by acquaintances.
At the same time, her hand was tightly held in his.
The warmth of his palm sent a strange, novel sensation surging through her chest alongside her frustration.
She wanted to break free.
But she didn’t dare.
Rudius strolled around with the uncomfortable Jasmine for a while, then pulled her into a ramen shop.
Shopping and eating seemed to be standard dating procedure, and since Rudius had no experience, he followed suit.
When the ramen arrived, Rudius was ravenous and dug in without waiting for Jasmine.
Jasmine had no appetite at all, but fearing his anger, she reluctantly picked up her chopsticks and forced down a few bites.
After leaving the ramen shop, the sky had grown dark.
Rudius had lost interest in dragging things out, and Jasmine was clearly at the end of her patience.
He thought for a moment, then took her to a nearby park and found an empty bench to sit down.
Jasmine didn’t sit.
“I’ve done what you asked,” she said impatiently.
“Can you delete the video now?”
Having her hand held for so long had made her feel disgusted and had exhausted every ounce of her patience.
If Rudius didn’t still have leverage over her, she would have exploded long ago.
Rudius looked at the angry girl before him and decided not to push her further.
He’d occupied her time, held her hand—that should be enough to count as a scumbag’s work.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, a new route popped up before his eyes.
“Route One: You have successfully forced the girl into a date. Now she demands the reward she’s owed. But as one determined to become a Great Scumbag, you won’t let her off so easily. Pretend to be furious, stand up, slap the girl across the face, and verbally abuse her until she runs home crying.”
“Route Two: Gazing upon the beautiful girl before you, you can no longer contain the desires suppressed in your heart. You decide to trick the girl into turning her back to you, and when she isn’t paying attention, press your face against the back of her skirt, vowing to maintain the position for at least ten seconds.”
Rudius was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell is this?
Seeing him remain silent, Jasmine thought he was trying to renege.
She clenched her small fists and said angrily, “You lied to me!”
Rudius quickly tried to placate her.
“Calm down. I’ll delete the video in a bit, but first, you have to agree to one more request.”
“What request?” Jasmine glared at him with burning fury, swearing internally that if he dared make any excessive demands, she would pounce on him and bite him to death.
Noticing the astonishing hatred radiating from her, Rudius gave an awkward laugh.
His gaze wavered between the two routes, his heart full of conflict.
This time, Route One was truly beastly—actually requiring him to hit a woman.
Route Two was perverted as always.
How to choose?
His expression flickered violently.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and chose Route Two.
He genuinely couldn’t bring himself to slap Jasmine across the face.
After making his choice, Rudius said to the frowning Jasmine: “Turn around.”
“Why?” Jasmine stared at him warily.
Rudius chuckled softly.
“I think you have a great figure. I want to admire it.”
Jasmine’s eyebrow twitched.
A blush crept onto her beautiful cheeks.
Suppressing her anger, she turned around, facing away from him, and said impatiently: “You’re disgusting. Hurry up. I’ll just pretend I was bitten by a dog.”
Rudius stared at her perfect figure, and his heart immediately started pounding uncontrollably.
The sky wasn’t completely dark yet, allowing him to appreciate the girl’s graceful form up close.
A faint, delicate fragrance drifted into his nostrils.
The girls’ school uniform was a skirt.
Though not the short, Japanese-style kind—the hem covered her knees completely—Jasmine’s figure was undeniably striking.
The back of the skirt curved over her hips, which were wider than her shoulders, giving her an allure that was anything but lacking.
Lower down, her snow-white, tender calves looked so smooth and soft that they practically begged to be touched.
Overall, the sight was beautiful—radiating youthful energy and maidenly charm.
Rudius’s throat bobbed.
Slowly, he pressed his face against her back, collapsing the fabric of her skirt, then pressed firmly against the soft, elastic curve beneath the cloth.
With every breath, he inhaled a rich, fragrant scent.
Jasmine froze.
Realizing what Rudius was doing, she went pale with shock and instinctively tried to pull away.
But Rudius had anticipated this—he reached his hands forward and held her firmly in place.
Jasmine was instantly immobilized.
She stood frozen, his face pressed against her, his hot breath penetrating the skirt’s fabric and blowing directly onto her sensitive skin.
A surge of heat seemed to well up from deep within her.
She shivered, her body trembling slightly.
A tempting blush crept across her rosy cheeks.