Next Day, Morning
"Hmm… Why don't you talk, Honami? Is the date not to your liking?" I asked, feigning innocence as I looked at Honami sulking across from during our so-called date.
Of course, I already knew the reason. Yesterday was supposed to be her perfect romantic day with , full of sweetness and hand-holding, but instead, I dragged her to bed and fucked her senseless until she fainted in orgasm, drooling with her legs twitching.
"You know the answer, brother. I still couldn't forgive what you did yesterday," she snapped, snorting angrily, her cheeks puffed in frustration as her eyes refused to et mine.
I rubbed my nose awkwardly, pretending to look sheepish. "Yeah, I know."
Seeing admit it so bluntly left her speechless for a mont, her lips pressed tight as if she didn't know whether to keep scolding or just give up.
The air between us grew awkwardly heavy, until a familiar beige-haired girl suddenly stepped right into our little scene.
Who else could it be if not Kushida Kikyou?
The way her face lit up, I could tell she was acting like she didn't recognize .
She leaned toward Honami with her usual fake cheerfulness and asked, "Ichinose-san, who is he? Is he your boyfriend? He's so handso."
"He is my brother, Kushida-san. And brother, this is Kushida." Honami introduced reluctantly.
"Well, I know her already." I cut in, then turned back to Honami. "Since you want to chat with your friend, I'll take my leave. Take care, sister."
Leaning in, I planted a kiss on Honami's cheek right in front of Kikyou.
The girl clearly expected to greet her too, maybe flash her so charm, but I didn't give her that satisfaction.
I just grabbed my milk tea, took a slow sip, and walked past her like she was nothing, disappearing without so much as a backward glance
Behind , I heard the sharp stomp of annoyed footsteps, but instead of slowing down, I picked up my pace.
I wasn't interested in sticking around to feed into so cheap schoolyard drama. I had no patience for that shit.
I only had one goal here: fuck a lot of gorgeous girls, enjoy myself, and look good while doing it. Nothing more, nothing less.
When I strolled through the hallway of the school, heading straight toward my classroom, I was greeted by none other than my legal loli girlfriend.
Standing right beside her was Masumi Kamuro, who looked at with her brows furrowed in suspicion.
"Fufufu, Takashi-kun, is your date with Honami already finished? Was the shop I recomnded good? Did the milk tea taste amazing?"
The mont she opened her mouth, she bombarded with a barrage of questions one after another.
Still, because she was my cute girlfriend, I had plenty of patience to deal with her curiosity. I couldn't get annoyed even if I tried.
"Of course, I loved it, Arisu-chan. The milk taste was really good… intoxicating even," I answered, throwing in a teasing edge to my words as my eyes deliberately wandered down to her petite chest.
Arisu's cheeks turned a bright shade of red.
She imdiately caught the joke, glaring at with puffed-up cheeks. "Humph! Ignore you. Let's go, Masumi. Don't stay near this pervert, he's dangerous."
Masumi, however, only gave a faint smirk.
"Both of your relationship is surprisingly good," she comnted dryly, her eyes flicking between the two of us.
Before she turned away, Masumi cast one last suspicious look, her eyes narrowing as if she were silently questioning what exactly my relationship with Arisu really was.
I didn't bother answering her unspoken doubt. I only smiled knowingly, the kind of smile that gave nothing away yet hinted at everything.
With that, we parted ways, each of us heading down our separate paths.
Now I'm back, sitting next to my cold classmate. A "friend," maybe, though she would never want to call her that. At this point in her life, she was still stuck in that phase, edgelord Sasuke mode, acting like she was above everyone else.
Am I right, Suzune?
As if reading the rude thought straight out of my head, Suzune turned her sharp gaze on . "What's with that look? Are you thinking sothing rude, Takashi?"
"It's great that you noticed, Suzune-chan." I grinned cockily as I slid into my seat, leaning back like I owned the place.
She let out a cold snort. "Childish."
"Edgy," I shot back instantly.
Her face darkened in an instant. "I'm not."
"You are," I replied firmly, not giving her an inch. "Who was the one back in our previous high school who told she didn't need friends or anyone else, that she was capable of doing everything alone, and that even greeting soone was a pointless waste of ti? If that's not edgy, then what is it?"
She froze up, speechless. Maybe this was the first ti soone had dared to outright call her edgy. After all, people usually tossed that label at guys, not girls. Especially not ones like her.
Seeing her at a loss like that, I couldn't help but chuckle. "No need to get so tense, Suzune-chan. This is just school life, it's not life and death, it's not so bloody battle for honor or pride. Why so serious?"
I placed my hand on her shoulder deliberately, feeling her stiffen under my touch.
Her face flushed red, and she turned to with a sigh, trying to mask her embarrassnt.
"You remind of my older brother. He always told not to take things so seriously."
"He was right, though," I nodded in agreent, my smirk widening.
Naturally, as a bro-con like her, hearing her brother praised lit up sothing inside her.
She tried to keep her composure, but I could see it. "Then I'll try to take it easy. But don't misunderstand, Takashi, I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it for my brother."
With that, she snorted again, burying her attention back into her book and pretending I didn't exist.
I deadpanned, though I couldn't help but notice her ears had turned bright red.
Tsundere much? I mused.
That was when our horoom teacher finally arrived.
Her face was as cold and unreadable as ever, her presence alone making the class fall silent. But when her frosty eyes briefly landed on , the room itself seed to tighten, but I didn't flinch.
Yeah, maybe our little blowjob session on the rooftop had left her with an unforgettable mory. The way she looked at , it was a mix of scorn, sha, and lingering heat.
I kept my expression straight nonetheless, pretending nothing had ever happened, as the lesson began.
With caras all over the classroom and my promise to this teacher to whip this trashy class into shape, I kept my expression calm.
I knew she hadn't forgotten. Not one bit.
And it was eating her alive.
...
Masumi Kamuro's POV
"Are you curious about our relationship, Kamuro-san? You keep staring at him. Don't tell … do you have a crush on him?"
The smug loli's voice hit like an itch I couldn't scratch.
Irritating as ever, dripping with mockery, and I had no mood to waste words on her.
I kept walking toward the classroom in silence, pretending her taunt didn't matter, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing flinch.
She humd in that annoying, singsong voice of hers, almost bored, like she already knew I was trying to ignore her.
Then, with a casual flick of her words, she dropped the bomb.
"He's my boyfriend."
That was the mont my steps froze.
Boyfriend?
No. Impossible.
This smug loli had to be ssing with , toying with just to watch my reaction. She lived for this sort of ga.
And the worst part? She got exactly what she wanted, because I did stop.
"If you want to, I don't mind if you play with him a little. You are my servant, after all." She chuckled, her tone playful, her short figure swaying confidently as she walked ahead of .
My face stiffened, my thoughts scattering. Was this smug loli really telling the truth, or was she just pulling strings again?
Could soone like her, with all her pride and arrogance, toss around the word boyfriend so casually? Especially when she wore that playful smirk, as if none of it mattered?
The way she said it, it was too light, too teasing. That alone made doubt her words.
As much as this smug loli gets on my nerves, I've never been the type to deliberately ruin soone else's relationship.
That kind of thing is dirty, ssy, and not my style.
But… at the sa ti…
The thrill coiled inside , a dangerous little spark I couldn't snuff out. The possibility of stealing Takashi away from her, of wiping that smug expression off her face and watching her perfect deanor finally crack, it sent a rush through I couldn't deny.
My heartbeat quickened, loud enough that I felt it in my throat. My footsteps picked up pace, trailing after her like the obedient servant she loved to call .
Outwardly, I wore the mask she expected, the loyal subordinate. But inside, I was already weighing the choice.
Should I step back? Should I leave it alone, pretend I never cared, and save myself the trouble? Or should I take this chance, this opportunity to rip that smug look off my boss's face once and for all?
The more I thought about it, the harder it was to resist.
The temptation gnawed at , louder with every beat of my heart.
...
It's been a while, huh? Soone asked in the comnts what the MC looks like, so I'll answer it here. It's up to you how you want to visualize him since I made his appearance intentionally vague rather than describing it in detail. However, the image I had in mind was based on Claude from Who Made a Princess.
My update stability has been kinda crap lately; yeah, I've been tired, unmotivated, and burned out after that dopamine rush.
If you have any ideas for fanfic premises, just shoot them up. If it's sothing interesting, I don't mind adopting it. I actually have a few ideas myself, like a story set in DXD where Asia has Redo of Healer powers as a cheat, or a Honkai Impact story where the MC is Otto Apocalypse's brother. Yeah, Otto would be a girl in that one, and there'd be so… well, you know what I an.
But for now, I'm just unmotivated. On top of that, I'm too lazy to take responsibility for keeping up with updates, so I'll just keep everything in my private docs for now.
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