The room fell into silence.
The curtains had long been drawn, and the warmth from the heater made Kaoru feel increasingly restless.
His head rested on the girl's plush thighs, soft and tender with the suppleness unique to youth.
Above his line of sight stood a pair of full, perky breast, entirely encased in a knit sweater that stretched taut, as if ready to burst free at any moment.
His gaze didn't seem to escape Kushida's notice, as she slightly curled her lips before pressing the condom into his hand.
"Whatever you're thinking, this is my Christmas gift. As for next year's Valentine's gift… we'll talk about it then. I've changed my mind." Kushida cupped his face with both hands
"There are twelve inside. You probably know better than me, but you won't finish them in one night, right? So the deadline is before Valentine's Day."
"You've prepared so thoroughly. It's hard to remember what you were like a few months ago," Kaoru murmured with a sigh.
"Can we stop bringing up the past?" Kushida shot him a sidelong glance. "The girl who was once full of resentment has now surrendered before you—even offering herself up. That must feel really satisfying for you, huh?"
[Kushida Kikyo: Nervous, expectant, wary…]
[Suggestion: Pin her hands down, then you can begin.]
No strange emotions—so was she being genuine?
Kaoru didn't respond immediately, lost in thought.
Seeing this, Kushida suddenly sighed, pinching his nose lightly before whispering.
"You're exactly as I imagined right now. You're overthinking things—worried we'll be angry, worried we won't accept it, worried we're being insincere. Even now, are you still thinking of running away?"
For a moment, Kaoru froze, a complicated thought flashing through his mind.
Lately, he had been acting timid.
"Well, you are a perverted foot fetishist. I can understand how you feel." Kushida smiled faintly.
"But if you want to Take all, it's only natural that people would resist. You'll have to force it—then bear the responsibility that comes with it."
"I promised Ichinose I wouldn't make anyone unhappy," Kaoru finally spoke.
"And I've always believed that forcing things is the lowest method."
"You're the last person who should be saying that." Kushida dismissed his words. "Just because someone's unhappy now doesn't mean they'll stay that way forever."
Kaoru's eyelid twitched—that was a dangerous statement.
"Horikita, were you happy when he forced you back then?" Kushida turned to the girl beside them.
"No." Horikita Suzune shook her head. "Even if it happened again, I'd still kick him."
Even after doing plenty of wicked things with Kaoru, she didn't think she'd ever come to enjoy that kind of feeling—much less lose herself in pleasure.
She had only accepted that Kaoru could do wicked things to her—not that any man could.
"Ahaha, same here." Kushida looked back at Kaoru. "I'm no different. Because I'm in a better mood now, I'm willing to overlook your past coercion. Do you get it?"
Kaoru sat up from her lap, still holding the condom.
"I understand. It's just a little strange—a little rabbit advising the big bad wolf to have better table manners."
"Who's the big bad wolf isn't so clear-cut."
"…I really should reflect on myself."
"Oh?"
Horikita Suzune, watching their exchange, stood up to leave—she didn't want to interrupt whatever was about to happen.
But Kaoru suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"It's not time to go back yet, is it?" Horikita hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do I need to leave?"
"Pfft—"
The first to laugh was Kushida, who looked at Horikita as if she were an idiot, her tone laced with exasperation.
"We've both already helped him with that. What exactly are you trying to avoid here?"
At the mention of this, a faint blush crept onto Horikita's delicate face.
"Besides, you still owe him interest, remember? There's no way he'd let you off the hook, Horikita."
Horikita's heart skipped a beat just as Kaoru flashed her a grin.
It was too late to escape—the next moment, his arm wrapped around her slender waist, and the warmth of his lips pressed against hers.
She was being kissed against her will again.
"Suzune, this is what you call a real kiss."
"Mmm… Mph…"
(A threesome, just imagine it i guess)
....
Awakening from his slumber, Kaoru felt an unfamiliar sense of comfort, as if all the accumulated stress had been thoroughly released.
His entire body felt as relaxed as if he'd just soaked in a hot spring, and his mind involuntarily drifted to the image of Karuizawa Kei.
He slowly opened his eyes, taking in the dim ceiling above.
A sliver of morning light slipped through the curtains, scattering like flower petals across the sheets.
At the same time, he felt a heavy weight pressing down on him.
Turning his head, he saw Kushida lying beside him, curled up on her side.
Her eyes were shut, lips slightly pursed, sleeping peacefully without a care in the world.
Her angelic sleeping face brought him a strange sense of reassurance.
However, her sleeping posture was far from proper.
The blanket that had once covered her had slipped down, revealing her smooth, delicate shoulders and a slender, pale arm draped across Kaoru's chest, as if she were hugging a plush toy in her sleep.
Her position gave him a clear view of her elegant collarbone and the soft, snow-white curves beneath, tinged with a striking rosy hue.
Her natural fragrance only heightened his appetite, making it difficult to suppress the rising impulse within him.
Perhaps it was the passage of the night, or perhaps it was the release of pent-up frustration, but Kaoru felt revitalized, brimming with newfound energy.
Still, after the intense activities of the night, the girl's body must have been exhausted.
Silently, he moved her arm aside and pulled the blanket back over her.
As he turned his head, he met a pair of unblinking eyes.
The usually icy expression on that delicate face was now tinged with a faint blush.
She had curled up beneath the blanket, but given the cramped single bed, no matter how much she tried to hide, patches of skin inevitably peeked through.
Rather than shrinking away, it seemed more like she was clutching the blanket to her chest, her head slightly lowered as if embarrassed.
Thankfully, the room was heated—otherwise, someone would surely have caught a cold last night.
The thought crossed his mind—should he spend some Personal Points to have the school assign him an apartment?
"Good morning, Suzune," Kaoru whispered with a soft smile, careful not to wake Kushida beside them.
"If you're not feeling well, you can sleep a little longer."
It seemed she had woken up earlier than him but had stayed quiet the whole time.
"I usually wake up around this hour. It's a habit," Horikita replied just as quietly, her gaze flickering with unease as she looked at him—a far cry from her usual aloof demeanor.
"Last night, I was a bit rough with you. I'm sorry," Kaoru said, moving slightly closer as he reached out to wrap his arms around Horikita's waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Horikita allowed him to hold her, her delicate skin once again brushing against the man's scorching body heat, reminding her of the previous night's experience.
Her usually cool and composed face flushed with a faint pink hue.
"I already told you, I don't dislike it when you're like this. And as long as you're not angry with me, that's enough," Horikita murmured, biting her lip. "Starting today, you can do whatever you want to me. I won't resist."
Kaoru stroked her head—how could he possibly be angry with her?
After all, she was willing to accept him.
Still, he couldn't resist teasing her a little.
"Does that mean next time we don't have to use protection?"
Hearing his shameless words, Horikita instinctively puffed out her cheeks.
She knew he was deliberately trying to embarrass her—this guy was absolutely doing it on purpose.
Kaoru chuckled and pinched her nose, amused to see Horikita Suzune displaying such a girlish expression.