She was pressed in this small space and fired two shots.
Chisato blushed. This villain's behavior was simply... excessive. But the bursts of pleasure from her body made her anger at him seem half-hearted. In such an entangled mood, she didn't even notice the changes to the marks on her body.
"Chisato, how do you feel?" Mu Xiaoxiao tilted his head and asked.
He'd just been with Kisaragi Anna a few times, and now two shots with Chisato. His legs were a little weak. Thinking of the high-intensity energy consumption over the past two days, he sighed.
'Gotta collect more. It's not easy improving strength and becoming stronger.'
"What?"
Chisato, clothes disheveled, came back to her senses. Following his gaze, she looked down—and immediately saw the pink love marks on her chest and even her lower abdomen. They shone faintly red, enchanting and charming.
Shocked.
"This—what is this?"
"A unique pattern. It's called the Incubus Pattern. They say it's a special mark only incubi have." Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers stroked and slid across the Incubus Pattern on her lower abdomen.
The touch felt as smooth and delicate as skin—as if nothing special.
But Chisato couldn't help shivering. A hot sensation hit her tight abdomen. She didn't know if it was the Incubus Pattern or his touch on it—but it felt intense.
The girl panicked. "You—why did you give me this mark? What do you want to do?"
"Nothing. It's just an oath of sovereignty." Mu Xiaoxiao lifted the girl's smooth chin, stroking her soft lips with his thumb. "This mark means you're my property."
He leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice. "It will never disappear for the rest of your life, Chisato."
"..."
The girl couldn't speak. 'His property? I didn't feel it before, but now...' Seeing this unusually conspicuous Incubus Pattern on her lower abdomen, and also on her chest, she pursed her lips, feeling complicated.
"Aren't you with that Kisaragi Anna? Why do you still come to me? Why do you still declare sovereignty like this?" 'Didn't he ignore me for days? Why does he suddenly say I'm his property now?'
"Hm?"
Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at her in surprise. Chisato twisted her head away, avoiding his gaze. "What you said... sounds like a jealous little girl."
"I—I'm not jealous!" Chisato exclaimed loudly.
"Not jealous?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at her a few times, seeing the girl's stubborn eyes staring back. He smiled slightly, grabbed her buttocks with both hands, and pressed her against the wall again. "Honestly, if you weren't jealous, that would make me a little sad."
"..."
'W-What? What does he mean by that?'
"You—you make it sound like you like me."
"Chisato, you're so cute. Can't I like you?" Seeing her gaze darting away again, Mu Xiaoxiao's nose and mouth rubbed against her neck and collarbone, breathing her in.
"Chisato... I do like you a little~"
Thump—
Her heartbeat raced. Chisato parted her red lips, slightly tilting her head up to reveal more of her neck. She let him kiss and caress, her breath short.
Not just physically—but mentally...
'He—he actually said he likes me? This kind of thing—this kind of thing—is it true? Didn't he just treat me as a tool? It's chaos, chaos. Obviously my mood is so complicated.'
'Why... is my body reacting again? Longing for his affection.'
Chisato was moved.
But the next second—
"Just kidding. You didn't take that seriously, did you?" Seeing the girl's pretty face blushing and her moved expression, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly released her and smiled.
"You—"
Chisato's blushing, shy face paled instantly. Her fiery heart plummeted into the abyss. She stared at Mu Xiaoxiao in disbelief.
'This—this bastard!'
"Okay. The experiment's over. Let's go out."
He now understood the power of the Incubus Pattern. Besides the imprint's protective ability, he could control the other's body through it—though that ability was useless to him.
But aside from that, as the master, being able to feel the other's emotions, thoughts, and location—that was a very convenient ability.
No wonder it cost 20 hearts to learn. It truly was a top skill.
It was a bit like a contract. This Incubus Pattern was essentially the same as a slave contract.
Just like now, Mu Xiaoxiao could clearly feel Chisato's emotional fluctuations. Never mind that she'd lowered her head, bangs covering her cheeks, expression invisible, silent.
Emotionally, she was filled with anger.
---
When he walked out of the women's toilet, Kisaragi Anna was waiting for him.
"So slow!" The white-haired gyaru raised her eyebrows when she saw Chisato following Mu Xiaoxiao. "You were inside just now—with her?"
Chisato looked up. The two girls locked eyes.
The gyaru's aura was a bit scary. But Chisato, currently in a rage, was not intimidated. The corners of Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes twitched. 'Two tools—why do I feel this is becoming a Shura field?'
"Okay, okay. I'm starving. Let's go to the cafeteria."
"...Oh." Kisaragi Anna looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, then at Chisato. She wanted to ask what their relationship was. 'Well, I'll ask privately later.'
'Clearly, these two don't interact in class.'
---
Chisato watched the backs of Mu Xiaoxiao and Kisaragi Anna disappear around the corner. The girl silently clenched her fists, then slowly released them. She turned and walked toward the classroom, head down.
Her face was expressionless. No one knew what ran through her heart.
Until a girl stopped her.
"Chi-chan..."
"Makoto?" Seeing it was her good friend, Chisato, dazed, finally turned and forced a smile. "You're here."
"Your eyes are red." Himemiya Makoto stared at her friend.
"Huh?" Chisato quickly wiped her eyes, lowering her head to hide. "Is there? Maybe—maybe sand got in."
"Where would sand come from here?" Himemiya Makoto was annoyed. "Don't hide from me, Chi-chan. I saw everything just now. That Mu Xiaoxiao—you have something to do with him, right?"
"I—"
Facing her friend's determined tone, Chisato didn't know how to explain. Couldn't explain.
Just... silence.
"You've been restless for two days. You keep peeking at Mu Xiaoxiao. I've noticed, Chi-chan." Himemiya Makoto's tone was serious. "You like him."
'How could I like him? He's scum! A bastard! Vile and hateful! The person I like is Senior Yuuto!'
Chisato shouted this in her heart, but couldn't utter a word. Thinking that Mu Xiaoxiao had been teasing her from start to finish—the feeling of grievance kept pounding her mind.
"I don't!"
"No matter what, I'll help you, Chi-chan." Himemiya Makoto patted her friend's shoulder. "That Mu Xiaoxiao is such a jerk. I won't let a girl as good as Chi-chan be ruined by him. What's so good about that gyaru? Don't worry. I'm definitely on your side."
'No, Makoto. You really misunderstood.'
'It's not like that!'
Himemiya Makoto had made up her mind. She would find a chance to talk with Mu Xiaoxiao.
'No matter what, I have to help my good friend snatch him back!'