"It's nothing..."
Ayano Kimishima thought it over and over, but still couldn't come up with a plausible reason, so she had to give up.
"Come on, don't worry about it. Fumiya-san is definitely a huge pervert, but I doubt he's that much of a deviant. You can relax," Yuki Suou said with a casual smile, patting Ayano Kimishima's shoulder.
Ayano Kimishima: "..."
Not that much of one?
He already bought it in advance!
"Bzz, bzz, bzz..." A vibrating sound suddenly went off.
Slightly startled, Yuki Suou took her phone out of her pocket...
"It's a call from my grandpa... What is it now..." Looking a bit troubled, Yuki Suou scratched her cheek. "I'm going to step out to take this. You two can discuss the content of the speech draft for now, 'kay?"
With that, Yuki Suou turned and left the clubroom, closing the door behind her to take the call in the hallway.
In the small clubroom, only Fumiya Jin and Ayano Kimishima remained.
Fumiya Jin didn't seem to mind, lowering his head to look at the speech draft in front of him.
But Ayano Kimishima seemed a bit tense. Her body stiffened slightly, and her breathing grew a little ragged.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
"Haaa..."
She took a deep breath.
She turned her head back to look at Fumiya Jin.
"Fumiya-san, you've broken our agreement," she said coldly.
Fumiya Jin looked up at her. "Have I?"
"We agreed that as long as I... serve you, you wouldn't touch Lady Yuki."
"Did I touch her?"
"You're making her go to your house to wear a cosplay outfit for you... and that kind of outfit at that," Ayano Kimishima bit her lip. "And you expect me to believe you won't do anything to her?"
"Please. Did I demand this? She asked for my help, I proposed a condition for my reward, and she happily agreed," Fumiya Jin said, spreading his hands. "Does that count as me actively preying on her? When we made our deal, I also said that if she initiates things, it doesn't count as a breach of contract. You agreed to that point, didn't you?"
"Urk..."
Ayano Kimishima stiffened slightly.
"Besides, it's worth mentioning... although you said you'd serve me, so far, aside from glaring at me with disgust and sitting on my lap looking like you're facing a firing squad—all stiff and ready to take me down with you—you haven't actually done anything substantial for me, have you?" Fumiya Jin chuckled.
"Furthermore... our agreed-upon time to carry out the deal is during club activities every day. But for the next few days, you'll probably be busy with Suou's campaign. Will you really have time to fulfill our agreement?"
"Ngh..."
Ayano Kimishima was at a loss for words, unable to retort.
"How about we just forget about this agreement," Fumiya Jin said with a wave of his hand, "Let's just pretend it never happened."
"Huh?" Ayano Kimishima was slightly taken aback. "How can I do that? Then you'll just go back to..."
"Let me reiterate this one last time, just as I told you from the very beginning," Fumiya Jin said, looking seriously into Ayano Kimishima's eyes. "I don't have any dirt on Yuki Suou, nor would I ever do—or need to do—something as tasteless as 'using blackmail to force her into bed with me.' My relationship with her is built entirely on mutual recognition and admiration, not on the sordid things you're imagining. Understand?"
"I understand," Ayano Kimishima nodded.
"So..."
"So what will it take for you to finally leave Lady Yuki alone?"
"..."
...
Fumiya Jin was silent for three seconds.
"You don't understand a damn thing!"
Ayano Kimishima was unmoved, staring coldly at Fumiya Jin.
That's right. She didn't believe him at all.
In fact, if Fumiya Jin had repeatedly insisted this to her before yesterday, there might have been a 5% chance she'd believe him—though she still probably wouldn't have.
But now, she absolutely wouldn't believe him.
After all, she had already been to Fumiya Jin's den of evil, and had seen—and worn—those lewd clothes he'd bought.
Most importantly... she had witnessed with her own eyes how a pure, innocent, unfamiliar girl had fallen into his clutches, letting him toy with her as he pleased...
That was far more convincing than any of his words!
"Mr. Fumiya, just tell me. What exactly do you want me to do," Ayano Kimishima said.
Fumiya Jin massaged his forehead.
"You figure it out yourself..."
Ayano Kimishima froze for a moment.
Figure it out myself... Does he want me to show my resolve through my actions?
Ayano Kimishima bit her lip, took another deep breath, and then...
She took a step forward, coming right in front of Fumiya Jin.
She turned to the side and sat down in his lap.
Then, she wrapped her arms around his neck...
"Oof?"
This was a first for Fumiya Jin.
The experience was novel enough that, for a moment, he didn't even think to resist.
A soft, clingy, and warm sensation, accompanied by a faint, clean scent... it was a bit like one of those fruit jelly cups.
Fumiya Jin felt as if he'd been transported back to his childhood, recalling memories of gathering by the stove during the New Year, chatting with his family, warming himself by the fire, and eating jelly from the snack tray...
Sweet, warm, and smooth.
A truly pleasant feeling.
However... this charming memory lasted only a few seconds before it was shattered.
Shattered by a certain clumsy, rough form of contact.
Ayano Kimishima was so clumsy.
All she knew how to do was either endure or confront; she didn't know anything else, did she?
Fumiya Jin was amused...
So, after less than ten seconds, their faces parted.
Fumiya Jin was quite composed, but Ayano Kimishima's usually expressionless little face was now completely flushed.
It was obvious that even an act of this level was shockingly embarrassing for her.
"Is... is this... enough?" Ayano Kimishima asked, pursing her still-moist lips.
Fumiya Jin looked at her, exasperated. "Let's be honest here, hand on your heart... do you think I'm the one who came out ahead in that exchange?"
Ayano Kimishima froze.
Generally speaking, when a girl kisses a boy, it's easy to assume the boy is the one who "profited."
But Fumiya Jin wasn't just any boy...
If him being kissed by any random girl counted as him profiting, then countless girls in the entire school would probably be breaking down his door just to let him "profit"...
Of course, Ayano Kimishima wasn't completely without confidence in her own looks.
She knew, at least, that she wasn't bad-looking.
But that was about it.
If she had to mentally place herself and the guy in front of her—who, despite his filthy mind, was infuriatingly handsome—on the scales of charm... she would undoubtedly feel that she was out of his league.
So, by that logic, she had to admit that Fumiya Jin hadn't really come out ahead.
"This... Then..." For a moment, she was at a loss.
"Besides, you're doing it wrong," Fumiya Jin spoke again.
"Huh?" Ayano Kimishima stared blankly at Fumiya Jin. "What... what's wrong?"
"Your kissing... is terrible," Fumiya Jin said, giving her a slightly disgusted look.
Then he said, "Let me teach you a lesson."
"Eh... Mmph— Mmmph?!"
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