People often praised her for being a good kid.
She was smart, polite, cute, obedient, gentle, considerate, great at housework, and always responded to others with genuine warmth.
When her mother fell ill, she took on the responsibilities of their small household.
The first thing she did upon waking was prepare lunchboxes for herself and her younger sister, then take her sister to school together.
After classes ended, she would rush to the supermarket—the money she had was only enough to buy discounted ingredients, and if she went too late, they would go hungry.
While caring for her sister, she also had to visit their mother in the hospital.
Unable to afford a nurse, she tended to her mother's daily needs herself, listening to her mother's self-pitying laments while counting the money they had left for tomorrow.
Even on weekends, she took on part-time jobs.
Her sister had always been well-behaved, never crying or making a fuss, so despite such a life, she never felt the slightest unhappiness.
Sometimes, her mother would feel guilty, apologizing for making such a young child shoulder the family's burdens.
Then, with a sigh, she would say what a good daughter she was.
What was so good about her?
At the time, she was only in her second year of middle school.
The housework and part-time jobs nearly ruined her studies, but it was her sister's obedience that allowed her to push forward, gritting her teeth to study until she became the top student in her grade.
She thought her sister was the truly good one—never complaining, always listening to whatever she said, so well-behaved that it made her, as the older sister, ache with tenderness.
So when her sister mentioned that hairpin, an improper thought arose in her.
Even after facing her mother's harsh scolding later, she never blamed her sister.
The one at fault was herself—for failing to fulfill her sister's wish.
Though Kaoru had helped her resolve those feelings, after entering Advanced Nurturing High School, she still sometimes wondered what her sister was doing now, unable to let go of that good child in her heart.
And now, Kaoru had granted her wish once more.
"I'm so glad I met you."
Under the heat of their kiss, Ichinose Honami's voice came out as a soft murmur.
She clung tightly to Kaoru's neck, her eyes shimmering with tender emotion.
"What should I do… I think I'm falling for you more and more. Becoming a bad girl… I don't hate it at all."
Trembling faintly, she could feel Kaoru's tongue trace her earlobe before trailing down to her sensitive neck.
"Am I strange…? Mmm… ah, I almost forgot—I was always a bad girl to begin with… You can do anything to a bad girl…"
"Bad girls aren't this cute." Kaoru whispered, his palm cupping the soft swell of her chest.
"And good girls aren't this eager, either."
"I wouldn't act like this with just anyone!" Ichinose pouted. "Besides, if a boyfriend is perverted, the girlfriend has no choice but to become perverted too! That's just how it is!"
For the girl, she had never really understood men's desires—what was so fun about this?
Ichinose had noticed the way others looked at her before.
Boys seemed to like girls who were especially well-endowed and even other girls often expressed envy.
It bothered her a little.
Being this big wasn't even convenient—there weren't many suitable clothing styles, a lot of things didn't fit, and it was tiring.
Ever since Kaoru had touched her there, she had secretly tried touching herself too.
Strangely, she didn't feel anything—it wasn't the same as when Kaoru teased her.
But if he liked it, Ichinose was more than willing to let him do as he please.
Even if it seemed indecent, she would do her best to match his desires.
Even in such a setting, she felt more like a mischievous child now.
Ichinose glanced around guiltily—no one seemed to be paying attention here.
Everyone was engrossed in the movie.
"I'm glad you liked my gift," Kaoru said as he picked up her hairpin and fastened it onto her hair.
"It's normal to do something naughty once in a while, but Honami, you shouldn't be so eager. It makes it hard for me to hold back."
Ichinose's heart skipped a beat.
She knew exactly what he meant by "holding back"—and what would happen to her if he didn't.
So, with flushed cheeks, the girl kissed him again.
Kaoru was momentarily stunned before chuckling.
"You're getting bolder."
"Not my fault. You never stopped," Ichinose retorted, her face burning as she referred to the hand still resting on her chest.
"You get to touch, but I can't kiss?"
Kaoru felt his restraint truly wavering.
Though he had already taken care of things in the morning, his body possessed extraordinary stamina, brimming with youthful vigor.
At this point, neither of them was watching the movie normally.
As if to teach this naughty girl a lesson, he kissed her again.
"Mmm…"
Ichinose's heartbeat quickened, and the image of her younger sister flashed through her mind.
She would never imagine her older sister acting like such a bad girl right now.
But being the good girl was exhausting.
She had never truly been one—she had simply played the role of the responsible older sister, forcing herself to accept reality as it was.
Even now, even with Kaoru, the darkest thoughts lurked in the depths of her heart.
She didn't want to share him, wanted to greedily claim every part of him for herself.
The reason she accepted his harem was because she realized she might be the first girl to embrace him fully.
The reason she brought them up today was because she knew Kaoru would never leave her—if anything, it would make him pay even more attention to her.
And the reason she said those things to Amikura Mako was because she wanted an ally, someone to help her monopolize Kaoru's attention.
She was that kind of bad girl.
Ichinose's breathing grew increasingly ragged as her small hand unconsciously wandered toward Kaoru's most sensitive spot.
"Wait, where did you learn that?" Kaoru pulled away from her lips, amused.
He hadn't expected her to take the initiative like this.
"B-Because you always… always do that, so I got curious…" Ichinose stammered. "But don't worry, I'll help Kaoru take care of it."
She had already found it, the familiar texture making her nervous.
"There are people around," Kaoru whispered. "Let go. It'll calm down on its own soon."
"I won't. This is what bad girls do," Ichinose declared suddenly, grabbing her coat.
"Kaoru doesn't have to worry. I'll make it behave right away."
"It's just a physiological reaction," Kaoru said, dumbfounded.
Of course she knew that.
But not all physiological reactions were the same—this one was because of her, which meant, in theory, it belonged to her alone.
Without another word, Ichinose draped the coat over her head and lowered herself, perfectly covering Kaoru's lap.
From the outside, it was impossible to tell what she was doing—only that there was a person hidden beneath the coat.
Kaoru's Adam's apple bobbed as he felt the warm, damp sensation accompanied by soft breaths.
Unconsciously, he straightened his posture slightly.
The next moment, his gaze landed on the surveillance camera in the corner.
In truth, screening rooms always had cameras that could capture many subtle movements, and this one was no exception.
He had ignored it earlier, but now, Kaoru decisively used one of his rewards.
"Flexible Editing"—a reward he had favored back when he worked as a producer, perfect for dealing with unwanted recordings.
It allowed him to freely cut out any footage he chose.
Kaoru withdrew his gaze.
He had already edited out today's video, even trimming away the next second of the future.
With the problem resolved, he gradually surrendered to the girl's tenderness—an irresistible charm no one could refuse.
As if afraid of being discovered, Ichinose Honami didn't make a single sound.
Her clumsy, inexperienced movements betrayed her lack of practice.
Fortunately, she was a quick learner.
After their last encounter, she had vaguely figured out Kaoru's weak spots.
Kaoru pressed her head down, barely holding back.
Yet, she mistook this as encouragement and redoubled her efforts.
Before long, Kaoru applied a bit more force, and a muffled whimper finally escaped from below.
Even so, he could tell she was enduring the discomfort, not letting a single drop go to waste.
Ichinose lifted the coat, covering her mouth with a small hand
. Noticing Kaoru's gaze, her face flushed crimson as she swallowed a few times.
"Sorry, I couldn't hold back at the end."
"N-no, no! It's fine! You don't need to apologize, Kaoru. Actually… I'm happy."
"Because it tastes bad?"
"Huh? Not at all. I thought it was… okay." She tilted her head slightly—this wasn't her trying to humor him.
"At first, it was pretty strong, but since it was your scent, I… kind of lost myself in it. The end was a little scary, but I didn't dislike it. It was just… strange."
Kaoru understood.
At her core, Ichinose Honami wasn't much different from Horikita Suzune.
Combined, the two of them probably still knew less than Kushida Kikyo.
Precisely because she knew nothing, Ichinose could say such things with complete sincerity—even swallowing it all twice.
In her mind, since she had gone this far, of course she had to take it all in.
The idea of spitting it out had never even crossed her mind.
"Did it… feel good for you just now?" Ichinose finally showed a hint of shyness, her heart pounding nervously.
Because she was bad—not at all the kind, gentle girl Kaoru thought she was.
Her mind was filled with nothing but selfish thoughts.
The more she realized this, the guiltier she felt.
She even considered confessing all her petty schemes to him in one go.
"Very comfortable," Kaoru said earnestly. "I'm really happy to be with Honami today, let alone doing something mischievous together."
Ichinose Honami was equally delighted.
She glanced at him again, then immediately blushed and whispered, "It seems like we're not done yet. Let's go again."
Seeing she wanted to continue, Kaoru quickly pressed her shoulders and murmured.
"That's enough. The movie's about to end. If we keep going, everyone will notice."
"!"
Only then did Ichinose realize they were still in the theater.
The screen showed the main couple's happy ending scene, making her face flush crimson.
Noticing this, Kaoru chuckled and tapped his lips.
"You'd better visit the restroom now."
The girl instinctively licked her lips, tasting something unusual.
When she touched her cheeks, her fingertips felt a cool, sticky sensation, causing her to blush even harder.
"I-I'll be right back!"
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