What do you mean it's not good?
This was a lip gloss she had carefully selected!
If Kamijou Mutsuki didn't like the flavor, had he ever considered that maybe the problem was him?
Was he questioning her professionalism as a beauty blogger?
Was it him who understood lip gloss, or her?!
Wait—was this really the time to be worrying about that?!
She almost got sidetracked by this guy.
Did she put on lip gloss for him to taste?!
"…You still want there to be a next time?!"
At this point, Yūtenji Nyamu no longer cared about trying to curry favor with Kamijou Mutsuki. Her flushed cheeks puffed up as she glared at him angrily.
Even though it had just been a fleeting brush, in Nyamu's eyes, it could already barely count as her first kiss.
After all, their lips had touched—and before this, no boy had even held her hand.
She had only wanted to latch onto a powerful connection like Kamijou Mutsuki, but she never expected to pay this kind of price.
This was a huge loss!
Nyamu-chan had been around for quite a while, and no one had ever taken advantage of her—let alone to this extent!
And this idiot was even talking about a "next time"…
Just what did he think she was?!
"Let's not worry about such trivial details."
"Not trivial at all—Nyamu-chan cares a lot, okay?!"
"So then, Nyamu-chan… should we continue?"
"Huh?"
Nyamu couldn't process what he meant for a moment and froze on the spot.
Continue… as in what?
Noticing his gaze drifting toward her lips, her heart was instantly flooded with embarrassment and anger. The blush on her face, which hadn't fully faded, deepened several times over.
"You bastard—what do you take Nyamu-chan for?!"
Did he think she was the kind of woman who could be bought, someone he could do whatever he wanted with?
She admitted it—her intentions weren't pure. She wanted to please Kamijou Mutsuki and ride on his popularity.
But if it weren't for survival, who would willingly lower themselves like that?
She was willing to make sacrifices to "improve"—but this was absolutely not included!
Nyamu felt a vague sense of grievance rising in her chest, and her eyes even grew slightly moist.
So what if it was MyGO!!!!!?
Was having popularity such a big deal?
Did she, Nyamu, really have to join MyGO!!!!! just to survive?
Nyamu-chan couldn't help but want to turn around and leave on the spot.
She wasn't going to serve him anymore!
"Nyamu-chan,"
Seeing the girl's somewhat exaggerated reaction, Kamijou Mutsuki's expression turned a bit subtle.
"Angry?"
"?"
It had to be said—Nyamu-chan simply couldn't understand his way of thinking at all.
She was already like this, and he was still asking if she was angry?
"Not angry at all~"
Yūtenji Nyamu looked at him with a "kind" smile, though her tone was clearly gritted through clenched teeth.
Yet Kamijou Mutsuki seemed completely oblivious, even reaching out to poke her cheek.
"Angry?"
"Are you insane?!"
She completely lost it.
At this point, she felt like she had misunderstood earlier—this guy wasn't scheming, he was just straight-up brainless!
"That just now… was your first kiss, right?"
Seeing her calm down slightly, Kamijou Mutsuki asked.
"What else would it be?"
His question instantly annoyed Nyamu again.
"What kind of girl do you think I am?"
"A girl's first kiss should be something very precious, right?"
"Didn't expect someone like you to think that."
Nyamu shot him an annoyed look.
"So what are you trying to say?"
"Since the fact that your first kiss is gone can't be changed,"
Kamijou Mutsuki said casually,
"Why not make that first kiss… a bit more perfect?"
And whose fault do you think that is?!
Strictly speaking, it had been an accident—but for a pure-hearted girl, it was hard to stay calm about something like this.
"And just in time,"he continued with a smile,"I happen to have plenty of experience with kissing."
Looking at her, he added: "I can definitely give Nyamu-chan a perfect first-kiss experience!"
"I don't want to know how many girls you've 'harmed,' you jerk!"
Nyamu snapped back instinctively.
"And if we continue…"
"…that's what counts as a real first kiss?"
"You just want to take advantage of me again, don't you?!"
"How did you know?"
"?"
"That's right—I'm attracted to Nyamu-chan's body. I'm honest about it!"
And you're proud of that?!
Looking at the smile on Kamijou Mutsuki's face, Nyamu couldn't help but complain inwardly.
In fact, although Nyamu was indeed very beautiful, Kamijou Mutsuki was already used to simple physical beauty.
His initial thoughts were indeed just as he had said earlier.
But just now, Nyamu's expression—flushed with embarrassment and anger, on the verge of tears, looking utterly aggrieved—was simply too enticing.
Crap, it's starting again!
Moreover, just as mentioned before, Kamijou Mutsuki never hid his thoughts.
"But even so, Nyamu, do you think what I said earlier was wrong?"
As he spoke, Kamijou Mutsuki gently lifted Nyamu's cheek, just like Anon treated Soyo in the anime.
"Even if it's an accident that can't be undone, at least it should be a first kiss worth remembering, right?"
The boy's warm, damp breath brushed against the girl's cheek.
"So, shall we continue? Nyamu~"
Nyamu, who seemed mature but was actually quite innocent, had never encountered such a situation before—her brain completely short-circuited.
But it had to be said, after Kamijou Mutsuki's explanation, her mood did improve quite a bit.
Though his logic was bizarre, he hadn't treated her as some girl clinging to him, someone he could toy with at will, but rather as an equal to talk to.
And thinking about it carefully, what Kamijou Mutsuki said did seem to make some sense?
Some things only have zero times or countless times.
Anyway, she'd already been taken advantage of—so she might as well enjoy it properly and trade it for a first kiss worth remembering?
That logic… actually sounded pretty reasonable—my foot!
Crap, she almost got dragged into this guy's absurd way of thinking!
Nyamu struggled internally for quite a while before finally snapping back to her senses.
Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time and didn't refuse either, Kamijou Mutsuki took it as her tacit agreement.
"Wait—"
By the time the girl reacted, that familiar yet unfamiliar sensation had already traveled from her lips to her mind.
Nyamu instinctively tried to struggle, but soon gave up resisting.
Just like Kamijou Mutsuki had said—since they'd already kissed and she'd already "lost out,"
if she didn't at least enjoy it now, wouldn't that be an even bigger loss?
At the same time, she couldn't help but think of the culprit who had caused her to end up like this, and a sense of revenge began to rise in her heart.
Since Sakiko was the one who had personally pushed Kamijou Mutsuki into her arms, then she shouldn't blame her!
Meanwhile, outside the machine, Sakiko was waiting somewhat anxiously.
It was just taking a photo—why were they taking so long to come out?
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