"Ah—Shiki! Haruka-kun, it really is true! The pain is actually gone. It really was because I wasn't being 'nourished' by you!"
"Hurry, hurry! Fill me to your heart's content!" Fujino Asagami began to move, performing a dance that was as fluid as a pole dance. Her body was as soft as if she had no bones, her curves captivating. Even the air around them seemed to vibrate with her intensity.
"Ah—ahhh—!"
It took over a dozen "infusions" of Haruka Kasugano's essence before Fujino was finally satisfied.
Whew...
Fujino lay in Haruka Kasugano's arms, leaning against him like a small bird. She loved him more than ever.
[Ding! Fujino Asagami believes the Host is her 'medicine.' Infidelity Progress +10%!]
[Continuing to stack rewards for the Host!]
Mmh~! Though he didn't quite understand why her affection spiked so suddenly, it was a good thing regardless. In his joy, Haruka Kasugano stroked the character for "Kasugano" branded on Fujino's "pomelos." Fujino let out a few soft moans in response.
"Haruka-kun, I met a very annoying woman today!" Fujino took the opportunity to complain to him, spending several minutes badmouthing Shiki Ryougi.
"Then go back out tomorrow. When she shows up, take your revenge!" Haruka Kasugano laughed.
"Yes! I'll cripple her tomorrow! I'm not like her—I won't kill her!" Fujino giggled.
"Exactly! Cripple her!" Haruka Kasugano continued to fan the flames. Fujino felt even happier.
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The Next Day.
Fujino went out to seek her enemy. Haruka Kasugano checked the time; it was already afternoon. It was time for his date with Azaka Kokutou. He sent her a text:
[To a five-star hotel tonight. I'm treating you to a feast!]
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On the other side, Azaka had just woken up. Because of the events of the previous day, she had suffered from insomnia for a long time, only falling asleep when she could no longer hold out. She still felt uneasy. Just thinking about being beneath that man made her skin crawl.
And yet... she touched herself there.
Tsk! I don't feel anything at all! How could I? It must have been an illusion yesterday!
She changed her clothes, preparing to deal with Haruka Kasugano once again.
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Azaka gently shed her clothes and stepped into the shower, intending to wash away her exhaustion. Standing before the full-length mirror, she carefully examined her reflection. Her skin was as white as snow, translucent like mutton-fat jade. Her curves rose and fell like rolling hills, and her limbs were slender and refined like exquisite sculptures.
She couldn't help but wonder why she looked so exceptionally beautiful today. These were features she saw every day, so why did they seem so stunning now? Was it the "glow" of having just become a woman? Or was she still dreaming? Could the school rumors be true—that a figure can be massaged into becoming more beautiful?
Hehe, impossible.
Pushing those thoughts aside, she began to bathe. But as she applied the body wash, she felt something strange... her "protrusions" felt significantly larger than usual...
Slap! She couldn't help but slap herself. Don't think about it!
The sound of the water in the bathroom only made her feel more irritable. Damn it...
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One hour later.
Azaka took a taxi and arrived at the five-star hotel Haruka Kasugano had specified. She was dressed in a blue evening gown, as dazzling as a star in the night sky. The backless design showcased her graceful back, and the slit in the skirt occasionally revealed her long, slender legs. Paired with black stockings, she added a touch of mysterious sexiness.
Her hair accessory sparkled like a brilliant gem, and her tight, elegant gloves complemented her overall look. The gown perfectly outlined her graceful, curvaceous figure. As soon as she stepped out of the taxi, she was like a shining star, drawing everyone's gaze. Several young aristocrats could barely contain the urge to approach her.
This dress was one she had worn for a school festival; it wasn't expensive and was made by the handicraft club, but on her, it looked like a high-fashion piece from a top designer.
A waiter approached her with polished professionalism. "Beautiful lady, do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, under the name Haruka Kasugano," Azaka said softly.
"Understood. Mr. Haruka is at the window seat in the main hall. Please follow me!"
Azaka was led to the third-floor window seat.
"Yo, I didn't think a little girl like you could look this beautiful!" Haruka Kasugano laughed, his eyes nearly squinting into slits.
Azaka sat down with practiced grace. She knew her etiquette well; hands folded over her lap, she looked as elegant and noble as a blooming flower.
"Is a lowly teacher really this wealthy? Inviting your 'seven-day girlfriend' to such a luxurious place? Is this supposed to be interesting?" Azaka asked mockingly, her eyes slightly downcast.
"I'm a magus; is it hard to make money? Being a teacher is just a hobby—I prefer 'investing' in people and 'educating' them!" Haruka Kasugano chuckled.
"Hmph! How boring!" Azaka snapped.
"Come on, order anything you want!"
The two began to feast in the magnificent hall. Haruka Kasugano even hired staff to roast a whole lamb on-site and called for a pianist and a violinist to perform live. Though Azaka was annoyed by his behavior, the atmosphere was genuinely good. It was her first time dining in such a high-end establishment, and she was secretly satisfied. Her spirit relaxed as she tasted the delicious food and listened to the music.
The corners of her mouth twitched into a tiny smile. Haruka Kasugano noted this with secret delight. He then ordered a bottle of wine from 1970 and poured a glass for Azaka—discreetly slipping something into it.
Relaxed and off-guard, Azaka drank it down. "This wine is so expensive, but what's so great about the taste?" she grumbled.
Haruka Kasugano smiled. "The wine isn't great, but how is the taste of the medicine inside?"
"Eh?" Azaka froze, suddenly feeling a surge of heat through her body. "You... bastard... you're beyond help!"
"Hehe, don't worry. It's nothing outrageous. Since you aren't going to refuse doing that with me anyway, this is just to liven things up. You were too tense yesterday! It ruined the experience, so this is just to help you relax and feel the ultimate bliss!"
Azaka's gaze became hazy. Haruka Kasugano wrapped an arm around her slender waist and led her away, bringing her to the room he had booked. He pinned her against the wall like a hungry wolf, savoring her fragrant neck and jade-like skin. Under the effect of the drug, her sensitivity was magnified several times. She actually found his kisses... comfortable.
"Ah—"
Haruka Kasugano's hand reached between her legs. Azaka's face was bright red; she could no longer think. With one swift motion, Haruka Kasugano tore the thin evening gown from her body. She was left in nothing but her black stockings and lace gloves. The contrast of her covered limbs against her bare, beautiful torso was exceptionally alluring.
"You just want to humiliate me... you piece of trash..." Azaka felt the strange sensations in her body. Refusing to admit her pleasure, she cursed at him instead.
Haruka Kasugano ignored her. He knelt down, kissing the skin of her long, tight legs, working his way up to that "vivid red" spot.
"Ahhhhhhh—!"
Azaka could no longer suppress her joy. She grabbed Haruka Kasugano's head with her gloved hands, pulling at his hair in a futile attempt to stop his kisses. But she had no strength; even with her "monstrous strength," the drug had robbed her of her power.
Splash—
Haruka Kasugano's face was thoroughly "washed."
"Ah..." After a few seconds of peak emotion, Azaka lost all strength and slumped over him. But Haruka Kasugano didn't stop. He picked up her rounded, petite, ivory-and-pink feet, with toes like tender scallions. He gave one a gentle bite.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Azaka couldn't bear the sting mixed with the itching pleasure. Under the drug, her feet had become an incredibly sensitive zone.
Splash—
Haruka Kasugano was showered once again. He then picked her up and carried her to the bed.