The bathhouse area was crowded, making it inconvenient to talk.
Similarly, Kaoru couldn't take Kushida back to his dorm, so the two moved to a secluded corner.
"Hmm, wanna do it?"
Kushida pulled out a familiar item from her pocket. "I'm ready anytime. Honestly, I kinda want to try it outdoors."
Kaoru expressionlessly flicked her forehead.
If it weren't for their nightly escapades, he wouldn't be suffering from withdrawal now.
"Why'd you hit me?" Kushida scowled.
Did he think Ichinose was better than her?
"I need your help with something serious."
Kaoru snatched the item from her hand. "There's a student named Yamauchi in your class, right?"
"Yeah, but why are you taking my stuff?"
Kushida glared at him.
She had bought that box—it was meant for her use only.
"You know exactly why I'm taking it."
Kaoru took a deep breath. "I can't handle too much temptation. Keep this up, and I'll really take you right here."
So he was surrendering to her.
Kushida's mood improved instantly.
As for his threat, she didn't mind—if he wanted her, she'd gladly oblige.
"Hmph, aren't you supposed to be experienced?"
She crossed her arms smugly. "Weren't you the one insisting on holding my hand outside earlier? Now you wanna make up? Or are you just not up for it?"
Kaoru stared at her until she grew uneasy.
Just as she tried to step back, he grabbed her.
Smack! Smack!
Before she could even protest, a stinging, tingling heat spread across her backside.
Kushida's face flushed crimson as she instinctively covered her rear.
"You pervert!"
Kaoru let her curse him, raising his hand again, which promptly silenced her.
"Disobedient pets get spanked. From now on, that's the first rule of this household."
Kushida's face burned. Forget the spanking—what did he mean by household?
While other girls got to be mistresses, she was relegated to pet status?
"Did it hurt?"
Kaoru lowered his hand and reached out to her.
"You dare hit me and then ask if it hurt?"
Kushida was fuming, tempted to bite him—but the sensation hadn't been entirely unpleasant.
Kaoru saw that she refused to come over, so he simply pulled her into his embrace.
The girl's shoulders were slightly slender, her delicate frame appearing exceptionally fragile.
Yet the fullness at her chest gave her a soft, plush look, while the waist hidden beneath her tracksuit felt as if it could be encircled with a single hand.
The alluring curve of her hips was irresistibly plump and rounded, perfectly filling his palms.
Kushida's breathing grew rapid.
Having just been spanked, she now found herself in his arms, being gently soothed as if she were a child.
It was inevitable that strange, inexplicable sensations would arise.
"I suspect Yamauchi might have sided with Ryuen or Nagumo. Kikyo, could you help me test him?"
Kaoru whispered softly, the girl pressed tightly against him, her figure subtly outlined against his body.
With each touch, her taut skin involuntarily revealed its full shape beneath the fabric of her tracksuit, trembling faintly in a way that made her feel an inescapable sense of shyness.
Her heart pounded uncontrollably.
Kushida bit her lip, the remnants of her rationality allowing her to reply, "I understand. Someone like Yamauchi would spill everything if you just asked."
In front of Kaoru, she could abandon all dignity—even actively participate in their intimate games, submitting to his methods like a pet.
Yet, in the eyes of others, especially someone like Yamauchi Haruki, Kushida remained a little angel.
And in her heart, she still maintained her pride toward these people.
Yamauchi was nothing more than the class idiot—someone Kushida didn't even spare a second glance.
"Good, I appreciate it, Kikyo."
Kaoru paused before continuing, "I don't know what you girls are thinking, but could you also keep an eye on Airi and Miki for me?"
Kushida blinked, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "You want your little puppy to help guard your prey?"
"Given their personalities, they're probably struggling in their group." Kaoru spoke his mind honestly.
"Mmm, I know. How enviable~ When will someone like me ever get my master's concern?"
Kushida feigned regret, her voice tinged with a hint of unwillingness.
"Didn't you say you'd never submit to me?"
Kaoru found it amusing.
"Did I?"
Kushida pretended ignorance. "All I remember is my master desperately trying to peek at my panties. If I hadn't been in a good mood, you'd be in jail by now."
"Right, right. Thanks to your good mood, I'm still alive."
Kaoru couldn't be bothered to correct her.
Girls were experts at twisting facts and crafting narratives that favored them.
Since he admitted it, Kushida decided to let go of the earlier spanking incident.
"If I'm helping you with all this, shouldn't I get something in return?"
The girl lifted her pretty face, her thin lips just inches away.
The sweet scent of her body wash lingered around her, and her smile was sly.
Kaoru kissed her once—her soft lips making him want to tease her even more.
"Do it again."
Kushida pushed her luck, rising on her tiptoes to press her lips against his once more.
Suddenly, she leaned into him with force, making Kaoru take a half-step back.
He caught her soft body in his hands, barely stopping their momentum.
Perhaps the girl's body had matured, or perhaps she had experienced too much, but Kaoru could feel her softening, limp and draped over him, her fervent breath carrying a scorching heat that spread a fine layer of goosebumps across his skin.
The sweatpants still clung tightly to the curves of the girl's figure, accentuating the plump, perky roundness as she squirmed incessantly in Kaoru's embrace.
"Mmm... Hah, I can't... breathe... Just one more... hah..."
Kushida murmured to herself, her slightly trembling voice like a succubus in the night, tempting the primal instincts of a man, compelling him to obey her words and go even further.
Kaoru's rationality struggled in his mind for a moment before he yielded to Kushida's request.
"Wah!"
The girl's body stiffened abruptly, her legs trembling as she glared at Kaoru, her face flushed crimson.
She seemed about to say something, but as he moved, she could only hurriedly clutch his shoulders, biting her lip and desperately stifling her voice.
Above them, the sky was desolate.
The moon hid behind the clouds, and the stars slowly closed their eyes, leaving only the faint afterglow slipping away.
Their shadows merged on the wall like the melting snow of early spring flowing into rivers, the clear springs murmuring softly.
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