The next day, after school, in the library.
"Ha, who are you calling a hopeless idiot?"
"If you can't even solve a simple system of equations, who else could it be?"
"Tch, I even took time off from my club for this, what a waste of time!" Sato picked up his bag and left. Watching Sudo leave, Yamauchi and Ike followed suit.
"Horikita-san, no one will want to study with you like this," Kikyo whispered from the side.
"I don't care. It's better for people like that to leave the class quickly."
"How can you say that? You must have hoped for them to get good grades, which is why you started this study group, right?"
"I don't care what you think. Your purpose here is just to get in my way, anyway."
"You... how can you casually say such hostile things? That's not how it is..."
With that, Kikyo packed her bag and quickly left.
Kiyotaka just watched everything silently, not saying a word.
After staying quietly for a while, Horikita picked up her bag.
"Kiyotaka, I'm going back to rest now."
Kiyotaka nodded, watching her leave.
That evening, Kiyotaka felt thirsty lying in bed.
"Ugh, so troublesome. I should go buy something to drink."
On the way, Kiyotaka found a vending machine. As he was choosing, he heard a voice nearby. Kiyotaka knew it was Horikita's voice.
"Brother, I'm not the same as before. I will work hard to get into Class A."
Horikita's brother grabbed her arm with one hand and pinned her against the wall, his right hand poised to strike her abdomen.
"This is no place for trash like you. Withdraw immediately."
Seeing the strike about to land, Horikita closed her eyes in fear. But she waited for a long time and felt no pain.
"You really intended to hit her just now, didn't you?"
Hearing this familiar voice, a surprised Horikita immediately opened her eyes. She saw Kiyotaka holding Horikita's brother's right hand with one hand.
Horikita struggled for a moment and said, "Let go, Kiyotaka..."
Kiyotaka released his grip, but then Horikita's brother unexpectedly threw a sneak punch. Kiyotaka instantly dodged it. Seeing that his attack missed, he swept his leg, which was also dodged.
"Good moves. You must have learned something."
"Do piano and tea ceremony count?"
"I remember someone in your class got fifty points on all their entrance exams, and fifty points on the last pop quiz too. Fifty out of a hundred. What a coincidence."
"Yeah, coincidences are scary."
Horikita's brother pushed up his glasses and said coldly to his sister, "I didn't expect you to have friends. What a pity. You should withdraw soon; this place isn't suitable for you." With that, he left.
Seeing Horikita's downcast expression, Kiyotaka asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Horikita shook her head. Seeing this, Kiyotaka took her hand and led her to the vending machine, buying her a hot drink.
"Here, warm yourself up."
"Thank you."
Horikita fiddled with the can, hesitated for a while, and then spoke, "About the entrance exam, is it true?"
"I just said it, it's just a coincidence."
Horikita looked at Kiyotaka silently, then sighed after a long pause.
"I know you're someone who avoids trouble, but please, will you help me? Even if it costs me everything."
Kiyotaka raised an eyebrow and looked at Horikita coldly. "Are you sure you want to talk to me like that?"
"No... I didn't. I just... I'm not resigned."
Kiyotaka sighed softly. "I'll figure something out."
Immediately, a pair of red lips pressed against his, but Kiyotaka dodged. Looking at Horikita's lovestruck expression, he couldn't help but say, "You're acting like you're making a deal with me."
Horikita, however, seemed indifferent, her eyes moist as she looked at Kiyotaka. "Only you. You're not obligated to help me. All I can do is serve you, make you happy, satisfy you."
With that, Horikita's red lips pressed against his again. This time, Kiyotaka didn't stop her, and they intertwined.
Horikita directly pulled Kiyotaka's hand. Feeling the warm, soft touch in his hand, Kiyotaka couldn't help but waver a little.
"Kiyotaka... I..." Horikita exhaled warmly, looking at Kiyotaka.
Seeing Horikita in a state of confusion and desire, Kiyotaka couldn't help but say, "You don't have to be like this in the future."
"What? Are you feeling sorry for me?" Horikita looked at Kiyotaka with anticipation.
Kiyotaka hesitated and then nodded.
Horikita got the answer she wanted and said with a look of longing, "This is my happiest moment. With you, it's as if I have everything. So, this is all my choice. I love you."
With that, Horikita fiercely gnawed at Kiyotaka's lips, plundering all the moisture from his mouth.
It wasn't until Horikita felt the dragon about to awaken that she startled and fled.
Kiyotaka shook his head, watching Horikita wave from a distance before walking back to the dormitory. "Am I pampering her too much?"
"Yo, outdoor poker, huh?" a gloomy voice suddenly said.
Kiyotaka didn't turn his head and said, "What, haven't had enough of a lesson yet?"
"What lesson? It was just a deal. I help you arrange the study group, and you satisfy me."
Kiyotaka raised an eyebrow, directly grabbed Kikyo, and roughly pushed her onto the grass. "Then let's make another deal."
Kiyotaka was already strong and unsatisfied, and now Kikyo dared to provoke him and offer herself up. How could he be polite? After all, with Kikyo's two-faced personality, she probably wouldn't even consider being Kiyotaka's tool.
Kikyo felt a mix of shame and anger at her position, yet a hint of anticipation flickered in her eyes, her struggles seeming to welcome him.
"Scumbag! Pervert!"
Kiyotaka ignored Kikyo's curses and continued to cultivate the "desert."
It wasn't until almost three hours later that Kikyo finally couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy.
"Ah! I'm going to die... don't come in anymore, boohoohoo..." For someone as duplicitous as Kikyo, Kiyotaka couldn't be bothered with too much effort. He decided to just "sleep" her into submission. If once didn't work, then twice. If twice didn't work, then thrice. He had plenty of time, anyway.
At this moment, Kikyo's heart was half resistant, half pleased. It was this conflicted psychology that allowed her to endure for so long. Unfortunately, she could never be Kiyotaka's match. If Horikita hadn't diverted some of the "firepower" earlier, Kikyo probably wouldn't even have the strength to cry now.
Kiyotaka pried open Kikyo's small cherry mouth and forcefully "fed" her before finally letting her go.
The rich taste made Kikyo cough, but upon a slight re-taste, it became somewhat addictive. She licked her lips, wiped away the residue, and then looked at Kiyotaka and said, "How about you and I work together to get her kicked out of this school, and then I'll satisfy you from now on?"
Kiyotaka shook his head at the woman who, despite having no strength left to move, was still being manipulative.
He immediately carried her back to the dormitory and began an all-night "education." The next morning, Kikyo stealthily ran back to her room from Kiyotaka's, but her running was not only weak but also a bit limping, as if she were injured.
"Stupid pervert, it's all chafed!" Remembering the guy who was still "standing tall" after an entire night of "education" last night, Kikyo unconsciously shivered, then savored the memory...