“Ayato, tell me, what kind of relationship do we actually have?”
Perhaps having caught her breath, Kitakami Ai leaned against his shoulder, looking up slightly at the boy’s chin and his calm face.
Thinking about it carefully, this male classmate was shrouded in a layer of mystery.
He had always been so inconspicuous, but after getting in touch, she realized…
“What kind of relationship? Of course, it’s a master-servant relationship,” Ayato chuckled.
“Huh?”
“Master-servant relationship,” he repeated, reaching out to pinch the spicy girl’s chin, his fingers sliding across and caressing her red lips.
“I am the master, you are the servant.”
“…”
Kitakami Ai violently shook off his hand, baring her silver teeth viciously and biting his shoulder.
“What kind of joke is that? You actually treat me as your servant? I’m the spicy girl of the class! It should be the other way around!”
“It would be more like you being my servant.”
“Sure, as long as you, North, can resist me,” Ayato immediately controlled her body, making her unable to move.
“I’ll be your servant.”
“You—despicable.”
The White-haired Hottie, whose body was beyond her control, was furious and humiliated, yet utterly helpless.
She could only stare at him in frustration.
Ayato said nothing about it.
After releasing his control, he began kissing her neck and chest, slick with fragrant sweat.
His gentle movements stirred her passions once more.
Just as Kitakami Ai thought she was about to face his third storm of passion, Ayato let her go.
“How about we go to the cafeteria for lunch together later?”
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“Then you’re buying.”
“…”
Making a girl pay?
Does this guy have any shame?
Facing Kitakami Ai’s wide-eyed stare, Ayato shrugged.
“Can’t help it. I’m broke. Otherwise, I’d go hungry.”
“…Fine.”
The spicy girl pinched his waist in annoyance.
It was always her who scammed others; now she was the one being taken advantage of.
But considering it was Ayato, she decided not to make a big deal out of it.
“Then you rest here a bit longer. I’m going out first.”
Considering this was the girls’ restroom, Ayato gave her buttocks a few firm squeezes before quietly slipping out.
Looking at the empty hallway, he shrugged and leaned against the wall, starting to contemplate his skills.
[Meditation] or [Lust Crest]?
“18 points in [Body] attribute. For now, my stamina should be sufficient.”
Of course, one never complains about having too much stamina.
After all, more stamina means more…?
Probably with the [Meditation] skill, I could handle both Chisato and North at the same time.
But, compared to that, there’s the [Lust Crest].
Ayato checked this ability.
It grants a woman a mark similar to a succubus’s Lust Crest, possessing not only special powers but, more importantly, signifying ownership.
It means those who bear the Lust Crest are his women.
Moreover, aside from himself, no other man can lay a hand on them.
Even though I treat Little Chisato as a tool, she is still my possession.
So, after a moment’s consideration, he decisively learned [Lust Crest].
Feeling the new power flowing within him, a smile curled at the corner of Ayato’s mouth.
“Now, who should I test this ability on?”
This special Lust Crest, naturally, needs to be tested on a woman’s body.
Just as he was thinking this, a girl with pale red long hair appeared from around the corner at the end of the hallway.
She froze upon seeing Ayato.
It was Chisato.
What a coincidence?
Just finished class?
Chisato Student probably didn’t expect to see Ayato here either.
What was he doing standing outside the girls’ restroom?
Suddenly remembering the bad things he did to her in the restroom last time, the girl pursed her cherry lips.
Could he have been with Kitakami Ai in there…?
He hadn’t come looking for her these past three days.
Now, facing him directly, Chisato still couldn’t suppress her nervousness.
It couldn’t be helped; Ayato’s presence was just too oppressive for her.
Holding her breath, she walked past him, her small hand at her side gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.
However, even as she stepped into the girls’ restroom, Ayato didn’t stop her as she had feared.
He didn’t say a single word the entire time.
“Haa—”
As she let out a long sigh of relief, a hollow, empty feeling welled up in her heart.