“Gym class is about to start. Are you still lying here? Not going to the field?” Kitakami Ai wiggled her butt.
“No,” Ayato could see she was deliberately tempting him.
“And Kitakami Ai, you’re disturbing my sleep.”
With that, he pushed her off.
“Hey! You—”
What’s wrong with this guy?
How can anyone be so dense?
I changed clothes, gave him a ‘benefit,’ and he’s still unmoved.
Am I really that unattractive?
Impossible!
Kitakami Ai, nearly grinding her silver teeth in frustration, glared at him for a long moment.
Seeing Ayato bury his head back into his arms, her eyes darted, and she climbed onto the desk in front of his.
Tap.
Her shoes fell off, revealing her small feet clad in black stockings.
After wiggling them a couple of times, she took a deep breath and stretched her foot under the desk.
First, it touched Ayato’s knee.
Then his leg, and finally, bit by bit, upward…
reaching that important area.
Her toes curled up, and then, she pressed down gently—
Hiss!!
Ayato and she both gasped sharply at the same time.
I, I must be crazy, doing something like this with Ayato in an empty classroom.
Kitakami Ai’s mind was filled with a storm of emotions: shyness, shame, embarrassment, nervousness.
And a little bit of excitement.
She, who had always looked down on the boys around her, never thought she would one day do this to a man…
This is the first time.
However, this was just to prove her allure.
She refused to believe he could still ignore her beauty in this situation.
Hmph, surely this shallow boy couldn’t take it anymore.
Even if he had superpowers, he would still fall under her charm.
While giving herself excuses, Kitakami Ai moved her small foot.
She seemed unaware that her own face was as red as a monkey’s butt, and her breathing was gradually growing heavier.
He lifted his head, meeting the girl’s eyes, which were brimming with shyness and seemed about to drip with moisture.
“Kitakami Ai, what are you doing?”
“I… I’m checking if you have a reaction,” she explained stubbornly.
“You said before you weren’t interested in me. It was just boasting, wasn’t it?”
Hmph, men.
“Kitakami Ai,” Ayato didn’t know what to say.
She had completely thrown him off.
He realized he truly couldn’t understand the psychology of an eroge heroine.
“I really am not interested in you.”
Before she could speak, he continued, “Didn’t you notice after all that? I had no reaction at all.”
Huh?
The silver-haired, red-eyed girl was dumbfounded, stunned.
“Impossible!”
She stretched her foot over again.
“You’re playing with fire.”
Ayato narrowed his eyes.
Kitakami Ai bit her lip, her face flushed red.
She jumped off the desk and rushed over.
“I don’t believe it. You must be lying to me…”
Her words cut off abruptly.
Kitakami Ai actually took the initiative to reach her hand over, reaching toward his pants…
Ayato was stunned.
Was this girl for real?
Kitakami Ai was lost in shock.
She could feel that he really seemed to have no reaction.
This can’t be!
Wait—
“Ayato, could it be… you’re… impotent?” Kitakami Ai grew more suspicious the more she looked, gently feeling around a few times as she asked.
Ayato: “…”
Holy shit!
He had been counter-killed.
This time, it was Ayato’s turn for his face to twitch.
Without another word, he allocated all the points he had been saving up into [Physique]. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
He had once vowed that the points must be saved to buy skills.
But in this situation, being looked down upon like this, all skills could go to hell.
Nothing was more important than a man’s dignity.
Otherwise, he would be looked down upon for life.
10 points in Physique became 18 points.
Countless energies returned to his body.
It must be known that 10 attribute points were equivalent to the normal level of an adult male.
18 points…
that was already quite formidable.
The slumbering serpent in Kitakami Ai’s hand was slowly awakening.
The girl witnessed and felt its rise clearly throughout the entire process.
So hot, so warm…
No!
What am I holding in my hand?!
The girl was frightened, but before she could withdraw her hand, Ayato grabbed it tightly, forcing her to hold onto that terrifying, bad thing, unable to let go.
“You… what are you doing?!”
Her body was heating up, pressed close against him.
Their breaths hit each other’s faces, leaning together.
“Didn’t you say I was impotent? I’m proving it to you,” Ayato sneered, pinning Kitakami Ai against the wall.
“Kitakami Ai, I said a smart person would choose to stay out of danger.”
“It seems you’re not a smart person. You deliberately came to tempt me, provoke me. Surely you’ve considered the consequences of playing with fire?”
“No, don’t~”
The girl struggled in panic.
Ayato grabbed her breast, fitting it entirely into his palm, kneading and playing with it roughly through her clothes.
“It’s too late for regrets now.”
The temperature in the classroom kept rising.
Kitakami Ai’s struggles gradually weakened.
Her heart was torn between resistance and desire.
And outside the classroom door, a girl was watching everything through the crack.
“They—”
Chisato, the peeping classmate, also had complicated feelings.