Yesterday, his eyes were full of predatory, unhinged lust.
Today? He looked at her like she was just a random piece of furniture.
His eyes lingered on her hip area for a split second.
It was the exact spot where his massive hands had ruthlessly grabbed and molded her bare ass cheeks yesterday.
Yet, his expression remained completely blank. He looked like the entire scandalous event didn’t matter to him at all.
It was just another Tuesday to him.
This total indifference violently shattered Aria’s pride.
’What is that look?!’
Her mind scread, her inner slutty kitten taking a massive psychological hit.
’He handled my premium, top-tier asset like a piece of dough yesterday!’
’He called it the greatest ass in the world!’
’And now he looks at like I’m a background extra?!’
’How dare he?!’
Anyone would be angry at this, right?
How dare this guy not regarding her after groping her ass cheeks just last day?!
"I asked you a question, Ryuga!"
Kenji stepped further into Kaizen’s personal space, trying to look intimidating.
"What are you planning today?"
"Nothing much..."
Kaizen replied, his voice filled with casual, double-aning malice.
"I just realized that so rules are ant to be broken. Yesterday, I got a very... hands-on experience regarding the student council’s strict policies. I really handled the situation from behind, you know? It was a very deep, gripping lesson."
"Hands-on? From behind?"
Kenji blinked, his dense, pure-hearted protagonist brain completely failing to compute the blatant innuendo.
"What the hell are you talking about? Are you talking about the disciplinary paperwork?"
"Yeah. Sure. Let’s call it paperwork."
Kaizen sneered, his eyes darting to Aria’s blushing face.
"It was very thick. Very soft. Hard to handle with just one hand, honestly. I had to really dig my fingers into the core of the issue to get a good grip on the situation."
"Nnnngghhh~!"
Aria let out a high-pitched, strangled whimper.
She instantly clamped her thighs together so hard her nylon stockings made a loud friction sound.
The double aning was so raunchy, so filthy, and so incredibly accurate to the raw weight of his hands from yesterday.
Her little flower didn’t just moisten this ti; it practically staged a full-scale flash flood inside her panties.
Her breathing beca completely shallow as she fought the urge to drop to her knees right there in the corridor.
"Aria-chan? Are you okay? You look like you’re having an asthma attack."
Kenji asked, turning to her with deep, clueless concern.
"I-I am perfectly fine!"
Aria squeezed out, her voice a full octave higher than normal.
Kaizen let out a bored yawn, completely finished with his morning entertainnt.
He turned on his heel, ready to walk off toward the classroom block to enjoy his peace and quiet.
"Well, if that’s all, I’ll be going. Have fun with your vanilla romance, kids."
"Stop right there, Kaizen Ryuga!"
Aria suddenly shouted, her voice booming down the hallway.
Kaizen stopped, glancing back over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.
"You have completely broken the sacred academy uniform code..."
Aria declared, trying her absolute best to sound like a dominant, unbothered president despite her soaking-wet underwear.
"Your shirt is unbuttoned. Your tie is a ss. As the Disciplinary Committee President, I cannot allow a repeat offender to walk away without a proper... thorough... punishnt."
"Aria-chan, you don’t have to strain yourself with this garbage."
Kenji imdiately interrupted, waving his hands dismissively.
"He’s not worth your breath. Let’s just call the other lower-ranking disciplinary committee mbers. They can drag him to the isolation cells and deal with his sloppy uniform."
"No! There is absolutely no need to involve the others!"
Aria snapped back a bit too quickly, her heart pounding against her ribs.
The re thought of another girl from the committee putting their hands on Kaizen’s ssy uniform made her stomach twist with a bizarre, toxic wave of possessive jealousy.
’W-what if innocent Kimi chan gets corrupted by him? I cannot allow that?!’
"A trash like this is far beneath the committee’s official ti...."
Aria continued, desperately fabricating a logical excuse while her cheeks burned red.
"He only amounts to a low-level nuisance. Dealing with him will only require one of my clones."
Without waiting for Kenji to argue, Aria instantly focused her mana.
She crossed her index and middle fingers in a sharp, authoritative motion.
POOF!
A massive cloud of white, magical smoke erupted in the middle of the corridor.
Out from the smoke stepped an exact, flawless shadow clone of Aria.
The clone possessed the sa beautiful face, the sa strict uniform, and the exact sa premium, knee-length skirt layout.
Kaizen’s deadpan eyes instantly lit up with pure, unadulterated gooner joy.
His inner degenerate was completely losing his mind.
’Holy shit! A shadow clone?! Seeing her power in real life is soo goood!’
Kaizen thought, his perverted brain imdiately calculating the endless, sinful possibilities.
’The creator of this trash ga actually gave the strict president a cloning skill!’
’It was her power!’
’Two Arias?! Twins?! Twin-pack premium ass cheeks!’
’Thank you, you crusty virgin developer!’
’This is the greatest day of my life!’
Hmph! She will handle your pathetic case. Let’s go, Kenji-kun."
Aria-chan didn’t waste another single second.
She violently swished her hair in a dramatic arc, turned around, and marched forward down the hallway.
Kenji was deeply, profoundly satisfied with this outco.
He adjusted his collar, a massive, smug grin plastered across his face.
He knew exactly how her magic worked.
Her clone was just a cheap, copy of her.
It did possess her real combat power, but its health was nowhere near her at all.
if soone even accidentally sneezed on it, it would poof right out of existence.
’Aria-chan really hates this garbage guy so much she won’t even personally touch him.’
Kenji thought, his chest swelling with ultimate boyfriend pride.
’She literally spawned a disposable minion to deal with the trash. What an absolute loser.’
Kenji-kun gave Kaizen one last pitiful, incredibly smug look before power-walking away to catch up with his girl.
anwhile, Kaizen was standing there, actively suffocating on his own internal laughter.
Why?
Because his cheat skills were currently reading Aria’s real-ti inner thoughts as she walked away.
[Inner Thought: Good luck, my dear clone. God knows you are really, desperately going to need it with this shaless monster...]
She had basically just sent her own magical clone straight to its ultimate, degenerate demise.
She was sacrificing her own mana creation to escape the heat!
Kaizen turned his head to look at the newly spawned duplicate.
Surprisingly, no fresh system ssages popped up in his vision this ti.
’Wait a minute. So my mind-reading cheat doesn’t work on magical clones?’
For a split second, Kaizen felt incredibly sad.
He felt cheated by the ga chanics.
But then again, he looked closer, and his perverted spirit was instantly revived.
This was an exact, high-definition, flawless copy of Aria.
The clone looked identical to how the real Aria had looked right before she fled the scene.
It had the exact sa scandalous shade of bright red flushed across its cheeks.
It had the exact sa slightly trembling thighs, and the exact sa look of fake defiance.
It even had the sa damp texture under its skirt.
The creator’s attention to detail was truly terrifying.
"Hmph! Let’s go straight to the disciplinary committee office."
The clone ordered, trying to sound strict while its voice visibly quivered.
"Your... thorough uniform punishnt will be executed there."
Without waiting for his input, the clone reached out, grabbed his arm with a shaky grip, and aggressively dragged him toward the empty, isolated Discipling committee wing.
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