“What’s wrong, Junior-kun? Just answer . You don’t have to be afraid.”
Because I didn’t answer her right away, Kujou-senpai impatiently tapped my cheek as though she was trying to wake up from my trance.
She even laughed a little when I blinked and refocused my eyes on hers. She’s clearly having fun despite this daring situation. She’s so innocent that she had no idea what kind of wolf she invited in.
Well, maybe not so innocent when her goal was clearly to get back at her thick-faced fiancée. Where’s the ‘Jun-kun is the best’ mindset of hers anyway? Did it finally break?
Anyway, although the interior of this car was rather dim due to the tinted windows, the faint glow from her pupils showed my reflection. And surely, she’s the sa.
Her soft, round cheeks pressed on my shoulder which made her lips pout a bit, turning her rather adorable.
And while she’s clearly inexperienced about what she’s trying to do, her amateurish movents gave rise to a peculiar charm. Though I’m not seduced, a part of my mind was screaming at to wait and see what else she was going to do or how far she was going to take this.
Also, that undeniable desire to tease was once again waving its hand at .
I pressed on her back and slid my arm further to reach her side, fully enclosing her in my arms. Following that, my hand on her leg moved upwards slightly before grasping her juicy thigh. Even through her stocking, that part of her was too squishy not to fondle over and over.
And with that, she showed a reaction for the first ti. Her eyebrows twitched a little.
Obviously, that’s not enough for the girl to stop. In fact, a hint of anticipation also rose on her face.
Pulling her leg even further up my lap, I used this mont to reply to her.
“Senpai, it’s not that I’m afraid... It’s the opposite. Are you sure you wanted to do this? I’m not as ta as you think I am.”
I aid to scare her to get another reaction. However, for the second ti, she reacted opposite to what I expected. She didn’t even bat an eyelash at how I was feeling her up. Instead, the anticipation that was only hinted at earlier blood beautifully.
Kujou Marika excitedly lifted her head and drew near , close enough for our cheeks to touch.
“That’s even better! Un... I haven’t made a mistake in coming to you. You’re the best, Junior-kun!”
Now I’m the best, huh? This girl definitely had sothing wrong in her head. Sena’s evaluation of her was on point.
A girl who got too used to people saying ‘yes’ on all of her whims that she would say and do things without getting the other person's opinion. Everything revolved around her.
Anyway, upon declaring that, Kujou-senpai pulled out her phone from wherever she was hiding it, raised it high up and fixed the angle for the photo she was about to take.
By using the front cara of her phone, the screen fully showed this daring situation. The only thing left to make it picture-perfect was to have a few buttons off from our uniform, showing a part of our chest. If Ichihara Jun witnessed us like that, regardless of his ntal strength, he’d instantly reach a conclusion that sothing happened between us. He would then rush at like a bull and try to separate from the girl.
However, that’s only possible if he cares enough for her. But knowing how spoiled and unbridled he seed to be, a part of his mind would be convinced that Kujou Marika is his property. The possibility that I had just imagined would beco an inevitable outco.
Well, she’s about to take a photo so... it’s highly possible that he’s going to be the recipient. If that happens, it will prove my guess right.
But should I let this girl do sothing outrageous and pit against that guy without getting sothing in return?
She might’ve been continuously exceeding my expectations, but she still had no idea what I was capable of.
At the mont, there’s this thought in my mind. I wanted to see her flustered and at a loss. Not this cheerful and confident girl as though everything was going according to her plan.
It’s not a matter of pride. Just hating the fact that she’s trying to use .
And so, before she could tap the button to capture this mont, I reached out to it, taking the phone out of her hand.
“Alright. Let take this for a mont, senpai.” I said as I waved that phone, turned it off and put it down on my side.
“Eh? What’s the matter, Junior-kun?” Although her eyes followed the phone, there wasn’t even a hint of surprise on her face.
She didn’t expect what I did, true. However, Kujou Marika only found my interference as a trivial thing. Not worth her getting worked over for.
“Well, I don’t like this situation, senpai. I’m not your follower. You can’t just do everything you want without my permission. What do you see as? Your toy?” I spoke frankly but that’s only to further gauge this girl’s behavior.
“No, of course not. You’re my precious junior. A very helpful junior.”
“You say that, senpai. But have you ever tried to take my opinion on this matter? You decided this by yourself.”
“Oh. Now that you ntion it...” As if she realized her wrongdoings, Kujou Marika’s excitent died down.
Without waiting for her to respond to it, I continued, “And if I have to guess, the photo you’re going to take will be sent to Ichihara-senpai. What’s next? Should I expect him to co for my head because I touched you?”
At this point, she finally reacted to my expectation. While no trace of guilt showed up on her face, Kujou Marika managed to start considering her decisions.
“... I’ll be protecting you from him.” She affird.
Do I need her protection? Obviously not. I was going in another direction with this.
If she truly wanted my help in taking revenge for what that guy did, I better get the most out of this situation – take advantage of her innocence and naivety.
“Alright. Let’s say senpai can accomplish that. Do I have to start living my life with people following around? I’m not you. I don’t need followers and I certainly don’t want to bother looking over my shoulders.”
Speechless, Kujou Marika lowered her head and gradually loosened herself from . However, instead of letting her go, my grip on her side tightened and I placed my hand back on her leg.
Upon feeling that, she raised her head again. I could now see uncertainty in her eyes but only for a mont.
She regained her composure as she asked, “Junior-kun is trying to tell sothing, right? Let hear it.”
Now we’re talking...
“Yes, I do have sothing. However, senpai has to decide whether to accept it or not. In which case, I may or may not go along with this plan of yours.”
“Un... I understand.”
“Well, don’t be so down. It’s not like you, senpai.” Since I already secured her in place, I lifted my head to her face, my thumb landing on her lips. With her smile gone, I tried stretching it to the side. Only when a small smile peeked out from it did I continue, “Let’s add this to your plan... Make it more believable.”
“Add what?”
“This...” I trailed my voice there, building up her anticipation. My hand on her cheek slid to the back of her ear, slipping into her golden hair. Holding her head like this, I gradually pulled her closer, enough to make it seem like I was going to kiss her.
I stopped before that happened and continued, “Won’t it be better if it’s more believable? Kiss , senpai.”
As soon as my words dropped, for the first ti ever, Kujou Marika flinched and backed away in horror... “W-what are you saying? My first kiss should be reserved for my husband on the first night of our wedding!”
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