He pressed her into this cramped space and went at it twice.
Chisato’s face flushed red.
This bad guy’s actions were simply…
excessive.
Yet the waves of pleasure coursing through her body made her furious at her own lack of restraint.
In this conflicted state, she didn’t even notice the changes on her body.
“Chisato, how do you feel?” Ayato tilted his head and asked.
Having just been with Kitakami Ai several times earlier and now with Chisato twice, his legs felt a bit weak.
Thinking about the high-intensity energy expenditure these past two days, he sighed.
Collecting a bit of…
to Enhance strength and get stronger isn’t easy either.
“What?”
Chisato, her clothes still open, came back to her senses.
Following his gaze, she looked down and immediately saw the pink heart-shaped Imprint on her chest and even lower on her abdomen, glowing faintly with a red light, bewitching and tender and beautiful.
She was stunned.
“W-what is this?”
“A unique mark called a Lust Crest. They say it’s a special Imprint only succubi possess,” Ayato said, his fingers stroking and sliding over the Lust Crest on her abdomen.
The touch felt just as smooth and exquisite as her skin, seemingly nothing special.
Chisato, however, couldn’t help but shiver.
A wave of heat surged through her toned abdomen.
Was it because of this Lust Crest, or his touch?
Lust Crest?
It sounded downright lewd.
The girl felt a bit panicked.
“W-why did you put this mark on me? What do you want to do?”
“Nothing much. It’s just something to declare ownership,” Ayato said, lifting the girl’s smooth chin, his thumb stroking her soft cherry lips.
“This mark means you are my possession.”
He leaned close to her ear, lowering his voice.
“It will never disappear, Chisato Student.”
“…”
The girl was speechless.
His possession?
Before, it hadn’t felt real, but now…
Seeing this unusually conspicuous Lust Crest placed just below her navel and also on her chest, she pursed her lips, her Mixed feelings.
“Aren’t you with that Kitakami Ai? Why come find me? Why declare ownership like this now?” *You haven’t come to find me these past few days, why suddenly say I’m your possession now?*
“Hmm?”
Ayato looked at her in surprise.
Chisato, however, turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.
“The way you’re talking… sounds just like a little girl who’s jealous.”
“I-I am NOT jealous!” Chisato snapped, furious and embarrassed.
“Not jealous?” Ayato sized her up.
Seeing the girl’s stubborn eyes glaring at him, he smiled slightly.
Gripping her pert buttocks with both hands, he pinned her against the wall again.
“…”
Wh-what?
What does he mean by that?
“Y-you talk as if you like me.”
“You’re so cute, Chisato. Can’t I like you?” Seeing her gaze darting around evasively again, Ayato rubbed his nose and mouth against her neck and collarbone, breathing in her scent.
“Chisato Student, I think I’ve grown a bit fond of you~”
*Thump-thump—*
Her heart raced.
Chisato parted her red lips slightly, tilting her head back to expose a large area of skin on her neck, letting him kiss and nuzzle there.
Her breathing grew rapid.
It wasn’t just physical…
but psychological too…
*He…
he actually said he likes me or something…
This kind of thing…
is it true?
Didn’t he just see me as a tool?
Confused…
so confused.
My Feeling is clearly complex.*
*Why…
is my body reacting again?
I crave his affection.*
Chisato was aroused.
However, the next second—
“I was just saying that. You didn’t take it seriously, did you?” Seeing the girl’s charming face flushed and her A passionate gesture, Ayato suddenly let go of her and sneered.
“You—”
The rosy flush on Chisato’s face instantly drained away, turning deathly pale.
That A passionate heart plunged into an abyss.
She stared at Ayato in disbelief.
Th-this asshole!
“Alright, since the test is done, let’s go out.”
He now understood the power of the Lust Crest.
Aside from the protective ability of the mark itself, he could control the other person’s body through it—though that ability wasn’t very useful for him.
But besides that, as the master, he could sense the other’s emotions, thoughts, and even position them.
All very convenient abilities.
No wonder it cost 20 hearts to learn.
Truly a top-tier skill.
It was somewhat similar to a Contract.
This Lust Crest was basically no different from a slave Contract.
For example, right now, Ayato could Clearly felt Chisato’s emotional fluctuation.
Her emotions were filled with anger.
When they walked out of the girls’ restroom, Kitakami Ai was waiting for him there.
“You’re too slow!” The White-haired Hottie said, raising an eyebrow when she saw Chisato following behind Ayato.
“You were in there with her just now?”
Chisato looked up.
The two girls’ gazes met.
The spicy girl’s aura was somewhat intimidating, but Chisato, currently fueled by anger, didn’t back down an inch.
Ayato watched, the corner of his eye twitching.
*You two tool person, why does it feel like this is turning into a Shura Field?*
*Know your place.*
“Alright, alright. I’ve been starving for ages. Let’s hurry to the cafeteria.”
“…Oh,” Kitakami Ai looked at Ayato, then at Chisato, wanting to ask what exactly their relationship was.
Hmm, I’ll ask privately later.
It’s just that these two usually have no interaction in class.
Chisato watched as Ayato and Kitakami Ai’s figures disappeared around the corner.
The girl silently clenched her fist, then slowly released it, lowering her head and turning to walk towards the classroom.
Her face was expressionless; no one knew what was really on her mind.
Until a girl stopped her.
“Chisato…”
“Makoto?” Seeing it was her good friend, Chisato, who had been lost in thought, finally snapped back to reality and forced a smile, “You’re here.”
“Your eyes are red,” Himemiya Makoto stared at her good friend and said slowly.
“Huh?” Chisato quickly wiped her eyes, lowering her head to hide, “Are they? Maybe… maybe some dust got in my eyes.”
“Where would dust come from here?” Himemiya Makoto was amused by her.
“Chisato, don’t hide it from me. I saw everything just now. That Ayato… you have something to do with him, right?”
“I—”
Faced with her friend’s certain tone, Chisato didn’t know how to explain now, and couldn’t explain either.
She could only…
remain silent.
“You’ve been absent-minded these past two days, and you often sneak glances at Ayato. I’ve noticed it all, Chisato,” Himemiya Makoto said seriously.
“You like him, don’t you?”
How could I possibly like him?
He’s just a scumbag, a bastard, a nasty and despicable guy.
The person I like is Yuuto-senpai!
Chisato kept shouting this in her heart, but couldn’t utter a single word.
Thinking about how Ayato had been toying with her from start to finish, feelings of grievance continuously assaulted her mind.
“I… don’t!”
“No matter what, I’ll help you, Chisato,” Himemiya Makoto patted her friend’s shoulder.
“That Ayato is really a bastard. He doesn’t want a good girl like you, Chisato. What’s so great about that gyaru? Don’t worry, I’m definitely on your side.”
No, Makoto, you’ve really misunderstood.
That’s not how it is!
Himemiya Makoto had already made up her mind to find an opportunity to talk to Ayato.
No matter what, she had to help her good friend win him back!