"Mu Xiaoxiao, tell me—what kind of relationship do we have?"
Perhaps feeling relieved, Kisaragi Anna leaned on his shoulder, raising her head slightly to look at the boy's chin and his calm face. She thought carefully about the mystery shrouding this classmate.
Clearly, he'd always been inconspicuous. But after contacting him, she discovered...
"What kind of relationship? Master-servant, of course." Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled.
"Ah?"
"Master and servant." He repeated, reaching out to pinch the gyaru's chin. His fingers slid across her red lips, stroking them. "I'm the master. You're the servant."
"..."
Kisaragi Anna slapped his hand away. Opening her mouth to expose white teeth, she viciously bit his shoulder. "Are you kidding me? You actually regard me as your servant? I'm the class gyaru! It should be the other way around! You're more like my servant."
"Okay. As long as you can resist me, Anna." Mu Xiaoxiao immediately controlled her body, preventing movement. "Then I'll be your servant."
"You—despicable."
The white-haired gyaru, unable to control her body, was furious. But she had no choice—she could only look at him in frustration. Mu Xiaoxiao said nothing more. Releasing control, he kissed her sweaty neck and chest.
The gentle gesture moved her again. Just as Kisaragi Anna thought she'd face his third storm, Mu Xiaoxiao let her go. "Want to go to the cafeteria for lunch together later?"
"Okay."
"Then you're treating."
"..."
'How shameless can this guy be, making a girl treat him?' Facing Kisaragi Anna's glaring eyes, Mu Xiaoxiao spread his arms. "Can't help it. I have no money. Otherwise, I'd starve."
"...Fine."
The gyaru angrily squeezed his waist. 'I've always been the one blackmailing others. Now I'm the one being taken advantage of. But considering it's Mu Xiaoxiao... I don't care so much.'
"Then you rest here a bit longer. I'll go out first."
Considering this was the women's restroom, Mu Xiaoxiao pinched her buttocks a few times, then quietly slipped out. Looking at the empty corridor, he shrugged, leaned against the wall, and began calculating his skill options.
[Meditation] or [Incubus Pattern] ?
'Eighteen [Physique] attributes are enough for now, in terms of current physical strength.'
Of course, more physique wouldn't hurt—more strength meant more energy? With the [Meditation] skill, he could probably handle Chisato and Kisaragi Anna simultaneously.
But compared to that was [Incubus Pattern] . Mu Xiaoxiao examined this ability. It placed a mark on women—similar to a succubus's silver crest. Not only did it carry special power, but more importantly, it was an oath of sovereignty.
It meant that women marked as his would have lecherous thoughts toward him, and no other men could touch them except himself.
This meant these women would become his private vehicles. In this world, that was very important.
Though he regarded Chisato as a tool, she was still his property.
After thinking it over, he decisively learned [Incubus Pattern] . Feeling the extra power in his body, the corners of Mu Xiaoxiao's mouth rose. 'Who should I test this ability on?'
This special Incubus pattern naturally needed experimentation on a woman's body.
Just as he was thinking, a girl with light red-violet long hair appeared at the corridor's end. She froze upon seeing Mu Xiaoxiao—it was Chisato.
'What a coincidence?'
'Did class just end?'
Chisato probably hadn't expected Mu Xiaoxiao to be here. What was he doing standing at the women's toilet door? Suddenly remembering the bad things he'd done to her here last time, the girl pursed her lips.
'Is it possible... he and Kisaragi Anna did it here...'
He hadn't come to see her for three days. Now, meeting face to face, Chisato couldn't help being nervous. No help for it—Mu Xiaoxiao felt too oppressive to her.
Heart in her throat, she walked past him. Her small hand at her side firmly gripped her clothes. But until she stepped into the women's toilet, Mu Xiaoxiao didn't stop her as she'd expected.
He didn't say a word the whole time.
"Sigh—"
As she breathed out, a feeling of emptiness filled her heart.
'What the hell is going on with Mu Xiaoxiao...' She'd thought he'd stop her, grab her, press her against the wall and force her to do something. Chisato's thoughts ran wild.
But... nothing happened.
Like strangers.
Click——
Coincidentally, the door opened. Kisaragi Anna emerged and ran into Chisato. They exchanged glances. The white-haired gyaru ignored her unfamiliar classmate and walked past.
Chisato looked back at her. The expression on her face grew more and more complicated. 'Since Kisaragi is here, that means she must have done that kind of thing with Mu Xiaoxiao in the toilet just now.'
'Just as I thought.'
She noticed with sharp eyes that Kisaragi Anna's collar was a bit messy—not tidied up.
Pat~
After closing the door, the girl sat on the toilet in a complicated mood. 'What's wrong with me... I always feel empty inside.'
She reached out to touch her chest. That feeling of emptiness, mixed with a trace of unhappiness. Clearly, it was lucky for her that he'd let her go. Clearly, his involvement with Kisaragi Anna had nothing to do with her.
"Woo—"
Covering her face, she let out a strange cry of unknown meaning.
Chisato stayed inside for a long time. Nearly ten minutes passed by the time she opened the door. What she'd done inside was self-evident—her voice couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard she tried.
A red afterglow still lingered on her face. Charming and pleasant.
Slap!
"Huh?!"
Just as she opened the door, a pair of strong arms pushed her back inside. Chisato's pupils shrank. Just as she began to struggle, she saw clearly—it was Mu Xiaoxiao. Then her body relaxed.
'No—why am I relaxing?'
"You—Mu Xiaoxiao! What are you doing?!"
"I heard some strange noises outside just now." Mu Xiaoxiao pressed her against the wall, sniffing the girl's scent, playful eyes watching. "Chi-chan, what were you doing in there?"
"No—I wasn't doing anything!" She said, blushing with shame.
"Weren't you? I heard those sounds very clearly. Your moaning was quite loud." Mu Xiaoxiao grinned. "Lying, are we? You're a bad girl."
Woo~
Her upturned chest was grabbed. Chisato trembled all over, twisting her delicate body. "It has nothing to do with you."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe you used me as your comfort object. Chi-chan, Chi-chan—I never expected you were a little pervert. I haven't come looking for you these past two days. Did you want it?"
"That's not it! I—I just..."
She didn't know how to explain. Her eyes grew a little wronged. 'This bastard. This hateful bastard who only knows how to bully me. Does he have to play with me so shamelessly?'
"Tell me—are you hungry? Do you want me to feed you?"
"No need!"
'Still quite stubborn.' Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed. He activated Absolute Control. "Be honest—"
Controlled, Chisato stared wide-eyed, unable to lie anymore. "Yes... yes. These days when you didn't come to me, I—I sometimes felt empty. I wanted Mu-kun to fill me up."
'God—what am I saying?!'
The sluggish girl felt her face burning terribly. Shame made her want to find a crack in the ground to hide. But soon she couldn't care about that. After days without his touch, his caresses fell upon her again.
Chisato, who'd just comforted herself once, was extremely sensitive. Soon she opened her moist eyes, intoxicated by intense pleasure.
She didn't notice the position on her lower abdomen and chest—a strange Incubus pattern appearing on her white, tender breasts.
The pink love patterns were full of the ambiguous power of X-love. They added a charming, seductive temperament to the pure Chisato—just like the succubi in comics.
Sexy. Charming.