"I won't do sothing like this again!"
"Please spare !"
Hikari ignored Matsuoka Reiji's threefold prostration and pleas.
He first went over to Amakawa Kanade, pinched her face, and checked her over.
Her cheeks were burning hot as if she had a fever, her eyes were hazy and unfocused, and her body was likewise very hot. Her condition was clearly wrong.
But apart from those signs, there didn't seem to be any other major problem.
Hikari turned and looked back at Matsuoka Reiji.
Seeing Hikari's gaze fall on him, Matsuoka imdiately bowed his head again and kept knocking his forehead against the floor, begging.
"Hikari-kun, Amakawa has been dr*gged by that despicable Nishida Haji, her condition is bad, she needs a man's help."
"But we would never lay a finger on her, this busty high sch*ol girl belongs to you!"
Matsuoka tried to guess what Hikari wanted and used what he thought were tempting words to sway him.
Hikari, watching Matsuoka wriggle and beg like a dog, was calm and emotionless. In a flat tone he said, "What did you give her? Hand it over."
Matsuoka hurriedly fumbled a tube of pills from his pocket and, crawling on his knees, offered it to Hikari.
Hikari took it and glanced inside, the tube was full of pink pills.
"Prepared this much, huh? Not just for Amakawa, then. You've got a lot of targets," Hikari said casually.
"Hah… haha…", Matsuoka forced a laugh, wiping the cold sweat from his brow, "This stuff really works! Once taken, n get like raging beasts, and won beco unbearably needy. It's nearly impossible to find on the black market. But if you need it, take it all, no problem!"
He said that, but a flash of regret crossed Matsuoka's eyes. After all, he'd paid a lot for it.
To Matsuoka's surprise, Hikari looked it over a couple of tis and then tossed the tube back.
Catching the pink pills, Matsuoka was puzzled.
"Don't be shy, if you want—", he began, nervous and unsure what Hikari was up to.
But before he could finish, Hikari cut him off, "Real n don't need them. I want you to take one."
"Huh?", Matsuoka was bewildered.
"Take one yourself, and then give one to your friends too," Hikari said.
'Is he going to test the dr*g's effects? Or—'
Matsuoka's brain spun, then his expression suddenly lit up with excitent, "R-really? We can do that?"
Convinced of his own cleverness, Matsuoka, after a brief daze, brightened up. He'd figured it out.
Hikari must be impressed by his wit and honesty, planning to recruit them as underlings.
So they'd all take the pills together, get fired up, and then together they'd thoroughly enjoy Amakawa Kanade, the rare, top-tier, busty beauty.
They say the best bonds between n are forged by climbing mountains together, shouldering guns together, and then drifting together… in short, after these things are done, they're all brothers.
Matsuoka knew this routine inside out.
"Great! Thank you, Hikari-kun! From now on you're our boss!", Matsuoka cried excitedly.
Hikari didn't respond; he simply crossed his arms and looked at him.
Under that seemingly calm but oppressive stare, Matsuoka dared not hesitate.
He popped a pill into his own mouth first, then fed one to his moaning, sprawled companions.
Finally he ca to Nishida Haji, eyes full of contempt, and ordered bluntly, "Open your mouth."
"I… I don't want to—", Nishida seed to realize sothing and showed fear.
"What's your problem?", Matsuoka's face darkened, "Hikari-kun's giving us all a chance, don't you know how to be grateful? Don't be shaless!"
"Eat it!", Matsuoka grabbed Nishida's throat, forced his mouth open, and shoved a pink pill down his throat.
Nishida, force-fed, stared in terror, clawing at his throat as if trying to spit the pill out, but to no avail.
After it was done, Matsuoka turned to Hikari, eager for praise, "Hikari-kun, no, Big Bro, I did exactly what you told ."
"All right," Hikari clapped his hands once.
Seeing that look of apparent approval, Matsuoka puffed out his chest proudly.
"So, when will you have your turn with that big-b*obed cow… ah, I don't an to rush you, of course you go first. I just want to ask, can we stay in here and watch the whole ti?", Matsuoka rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Suit yourself," Hikari answered casually, then turned and picked up the limp Amakawa Kanade from the chair.
Seeing Hikari carry her, Matsuoka's face flushed hotter and hotter; he licked his dry lips over and over, eyes full of expectation.
But what Hikari did next stunned him.
Although Hikari's hands moved toward Amakawa, he did not seem intent on undressing her. Instead, he simply lifted her up.
"Huh?", Matsuoka was dumbstruck as Hikari strode out of the room with Amakawa in his arms. He hurried after them, "Hikari-kun, where are you going?"
The only response was the heavy thud of a closing door.
BANG!
Matsuoka froze at the slamming door, then snapped out of it and rushed to the door, frantically pounding on it.
"Open up! What are you doing locking us in here? Don't hog it all! Hikari-kun! Don't do this!"
"Fine if you hog it, just let out, Hikari-kun, I beg you!"
No answer ca from the other side; the locked door wouldn't budge. Matsuoka's frantic banging slowly gave way to despair.
But when he turned helplessly and saw the pairs of bloodshot, wolfish eyes in the dark staring at him hungrily, a tidal wave of despair surged through him.
"Don't! Don't co over here!"
"Don't tear my clothes off!"
"Nngh! Ahhhhh!"
A foul, rank stench began to spread through the "private theater."
———
[Ding! Host detected successfully thwarted another plot of the bull-headed Matsuoka Reiji, rescuing the bl*ssoming maiden Amakawa Kanade, and successfully promoting the spirit of pure love!]
[Reward obtained: Pure Love Points 100!]
Outside that pitch-black room, the sun had not yet set.
After Hikari carried Amakawa out of the house, he gently put down her pleasantly weighted, full-bodied form.
Carrying a grand and pretty high school girl in a princess carry was bound to attract attention.
Because she was dr*gged and limp, Hikari supported Amakawa by the slender waist and helped her walk forward.
"Hikari… Hikari-kun…", Amakawa weakly realized she'd left the dark room. Seeing the familiar handso face supporting her, a trace of surprise and relief entered her tired voice.
"Amakawa-san, are you all right?", Hikari reached out and patted her flushed, hot cheeks.
"I… I feel kind of hot…", As she spoke, Amakawa unconsciously pressed her large, soft body against Hikari's arm and leaned into his embrace.
"We're outside now. Be careful," Hikari whispered in her ear.
He'd put her down and steadied her to avoid drawing attention.
But Amakawa kept clinging to him, rubbing and nuzzling, mumbling about being unbearably hot and wanting to take off her clothes. Actions that actually made them more conspicuous.
Hikari intended to calm her, but when that heat breathed against his fair earlobe, Amakawa's movents grew even more intense.
Their looks were striking, and the odd behavior drew curious glances from passersby.
So wary people even pulled out phones, seemingly ready to call the police.
Seeing this, Hikari thought for a mont and hurriedly led Amakawa away.
He glanced at a nearby hotel and pulled her inside.
He quickly checked in, took her upstairs, and once in the room headed straight for the bathroom.
Amakawa, suddenly released from his grasp, stood dazed and blank, cheeks flushed and eyes vacant like soone in a stupor.
Hikari turned the tap to full, lifted the showerhead, and aid the spray at Amakawa.
Cold water blasted her delicate cheeks fiercely.
The chill made Amakawa's plump little body shudder with a cold tremor.
Under the icy stream, she seed a bit less overheated, but her thin shirt and pleated skirt beca gradually transparent; her pink bra and blue panties showed through.
Even after several minutes of rinsing, Amakawa's cheeks were still flushed, her gaze still very hazy, and a few lines of drool still dripped from her mouth.
"This dr*g is ridiculous, no wonder it's from this world," Hikari muttered.
Nishida and Matsuoka had also taken it.
In that locked "private theater," they were probably in the middle of all kinds of intense lovey-dovey activities, tsk! tsk!
[Ding! Host detected successfully locked Matsuoka Reiji and the blond punks together, achievent 'Blood in the Rear Departnt' unlocked, successfully promoting the spirit of pure love!]
[Reward obtained: Pure Love Points 200!]
Hikari smiled upon hearing that notification.
"Uh… Hikari-kun, I've got a headache… and I still feel so hot…"
The girl's sudden murmured words broke Hikari from his thoughts.
Snapping back, Hikari realized that compared with the reveling Nishida and Matsuoka, taking care of the dazed Amakawa was more important.
Watching Amakawa clutching herself and fidgeting, Hikari asked, "I rinsed you with cold water, didn't it cool you down at all?"
"A little… but I'm still so hot…", she said, then suddenly flung herself at Hikari and hugged him.
"I know I'm poisoned… I want… I want Hikari-kun to help detoxify …", she murmured, grinding her body against him.
"You know what it ans to ask to help you detox?", Hikari asked.
Amakawa's eyes were dazed but determined; she nodded repeatedly, "I-know! I… I like Hikari-kun! I like—"
When she said she liked him, a flash of clarity returned to her eyes.
But the rubbing against Hikari grew more vigorous.
Feeling the damp fabric of her skirt and shirt rubbing against him, Hikari, slightly displeased, steadied her shoulders.
"Wait a mont."
He reached out and undid the wet shirt buttons.
"This cup size… must be at least an E, right…", Even soone world-weary like Hikari couldn't help but make a small appreciative sound as he asured with his eyes.
Seeing Amakawa swaying and bouncing dizzily, Hikari lifted the showerhead and sprayed her again.
Wet droplets slid down from her bangs, falling onto the white slope of her neck.
The sight was undeniably tempting, sothing many would find hard to resist.
But for Hikari, who had seen a lot, it was still manageable. He calmly bent down, searched, and produced a talisman to clear the mind.
"You should be clearer-headed first. I have another talisman here, a 'clear heart' charm. Hold onto it and it should make you more lucid. Then use the shower yourself and rinse, should help."
"Other things we can talk about when you're more sober. You're sticky and wet, if you're uncomfortable, so am I."
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