After saying those words, Kazuma left, leaving Chizuru Shiina standing there in frustration.
However, her original sadness and heartbreak had been slightly eased by his teasing.
Above him, the ethereal ghost girl floated silently, observing everything. She had witnessed the entire scene.
"She seems very sad. Is this what heartbreak feels like? I've never experienced love, so I don't understand it."
Nanakamado Nanaka sighed softly.
As for Kazuma, he seemed mischievous on the surface, but perhaps this was simply his unique way of showing concern.
Nanakamado Nanaka stared deeply at the boy. Her understanding of Kazuma was no less than Akane Nanao's and the others—perhaps even deeper.
She clearly remembered the first time she saw him, in the old school building. Kazuma had stood quietly in that room, watching that degenerate scum being torn apart by crazed wild dogs, like a mastermind behind the scenes.
But in truth, Nanakamado Nanaka had seen everything Tougou did. She could only silently applaud Kazuma's actions.
So even if she made a deal with him—even if she became his plaything in the future—Nanakamado Nanaka wasn't afraid. Kazuma might not be a good person, but he wasn't a bad person either. Though… the only problem was that he was far too flirtatious.
Many girls came and went around him constantly. Still, for an eighty-year-old ghost young lady, it wasn't that serious of an issue.
"That's wonderful… I envy them so much, being able to enjoy youth, love, and school life…"
Nanakamado Nanaka murmured enviously as she watched from afar.
The moment Kazuma stepped into the classroom, the noisy chatter quieted slightly. The students of Class 1-B all turned to look at him. Yesterday, he had only appeared briefly during PE class before disappearing. Today was his true return.
The looks directed at him were strange—especially from Oshika Masaru, the blond boy whose hand was wrapped in thick bandages. He looked at Kazuma with a complicated expression, like an office worker facing an unstoppable enforcer.
Kazuma grinned at him, instantly scaring him into lowering his head like a mouse before a cat.
Shinomiya Natsuha sat calmly in her seat. She glanced at Kazuma indifferently, as if he didn't matter at all.
Meanwhile, Saki Yoshida and the others looked delighted.
Kazuma dropped into his seat casually. Resting his chin on his hand, he turned to look at Chizuru Shiina, who had just appeared at the classroom entrance. She glared back at him angrily—and that exchange did not escape Izumi Nogami's notice.
The Spicy Gal young lady's expression darkened.
She suddenly stood up and blocked Chizuru Shiina's path. Her eyes were cold and hostile.
"Chizuru Shiina. Come with me."
"?"
Seeing that it was Izumi Nogami, this notorious troublemaker, everyone lowered their heads. No one stepped forward to help the class representative.
"Do you need something, Nogami-san?" Chizuru Shiina asked calmly.
"Chizuru Shiina, you've been acting pretty arrogant," Izumi Nogami said as she dragged her out of the classroom and cornered her against the wall. She stared coldly into her eyes. "Before, when you caused trouble, I didn't bother with you. You're boring. But now you're starting to cross the line."
Chizuru Shiina frowned.
"I don't understand what you mean."
"It doesn't matter whether you understand or not," Izumi Nogami sneered, grabbing her collar with a fierce look. "You just need to know that I don't like you. You're always pretending. I can't stand it anymore… I need to teach you a lesson."
The Spicy Gal's aggression made it hard for Chizuru Shiina to resist. Her face turned pale.
"So what if you're a top student? You're still isolated, with no friends. Heh. And no one will come to help you—"
"Izumi, what are you doing?"
She had just said no one would help—and someone immediately appeared. And it was someone she knew very well.
Izumi Nogami became furious. She raised her fist instinctively—but couldn't bring herself to swing it.
It wasn't because Kazuma blocked her.
It was because his arm had already wrapped around Izumi Nogami's waist.
"K-Kazuma—you… what are you doing~"
"Izumi, you smell so good. Did you change your perfume?" Kazuma sniffed lightly, his extremely sharp sense of smell allowing him to notice the difference. "It smells wonderful."
"Don't think I won't be angry just because you praised me," Izumi Nogami's momentum instantly weakened a little. Her face flushed as she hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly lowered the hand she had raised.
"It's okay, you can be angry—I'll just keep smelling," Kazuma grinned as he pressed her gently against the wall. "Let me smell a bit more~"
"Oh, honestly… there are still people here," she struggled shyly. "Seriously… you're like a pervert…"
Even though she said that, she turned her head slightly, exposing her fair neck and allowing Kazuma's face to move closer, quietly breathing in her scent.
At that moment, Chizuru Shiina seemed like an outsider. She cast a complicated glance at Kazuma, who was ignoring her completely, then lowered her head and walked past the two of them. She had dealt with this Spicy Gal Young Miss many times before.
She knew exactly how troublesome Izumi Nogami was—completely impossible to control.
Yet today, she had been handled so easily by Kazuma.
The girl suddenly turned her head and saw Kazuma leaning close to Izumi Nogami's neck, his face almost buried against her skin. This ambiguous behavior wasn't stopped by Izumi at all. It was as if she had been completely tamed.
Thinking about what Izumi had said earlier, Chizuru Shiina suddenly realized something.
"Could it be… that Izumi Nogami is jealous?"
Warm breath brushed against her neck, making it feel hot and ticklish. Izumi closed her eyes, her heart pounding rapidly. Suddenly, she felt her neck being licked, and her eyes snapped open.
She trembled.
"Y-You… what are you doing?" Overcome with embarrassment, she pushed Kazuma away. "We agreed you would only smell it—"
She sounded annoyed, but in truth, there was a hint of secret delight.
"Alright, that girl's already gone. You don't need to pretend anymore," Izumi glared at Kazuma in frustration, clearly understanding his intentions. "Anyway, I'm just a bad Spicy Gal. People don't like girls like me."
"Wasn't my behavior just now proof that I like you?" Kazuma smacked his lips slightly. "Be confident, Izumi. You're very charming. This time I won't lick your neck, can I lick your armpits?"
"!!!"
Izumi immediately crossed her arms protectively.
"Leaving me aside, Miss, have you recently regained the pleasure of bullying?" Kazuma easily grabbed her arm. Izumi was unwilling on the surface, but didn't resist at all. Her slender arm was raised.
"That's not true," This time is different, okay? This time I'm just purely annoyed with Chizuru Shiina, Izumi Nogami snorted lightly, turning her head away, "You didn't come to me after you came back, but instead got very close with her."
"Izumi," Kazuma blinked, kissing her arm and armpit, "Isn't it hot enough now?"
"Ugh, you pervert~~ Why do you like this kind of place~~"
The Miss's armpits are very smooth, without any odor. Instead, the body fragrance mixed with perfume is quite tempting. This is Kazuma's true feeling after tasting it. As for the person involved.
Izumi Nogami was blushing all over from being licked at this moment.
Kazuma kissed her all the way from her armpits, planting a strawberry on Miss Izumi's neck, repeatedly savoring the girl's taste, and finally kissing from her chin all the way to the corner of her lips.
"Kazuma, ugh~"
This wicked and arrogant Spicy Gal Young Miss could not see the slightest hint of arrogance at this moment, only charm and enchanting, constantly exchanging saliva with Kazuma, lips tightly attached, kissing fiercely.
As for the jealousy just now, it had long been forgotten.
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