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"You can mess with her, but don't take it too far."

"Relax, this is a peaceful world. I like it here. I'll have my fun, but I won't go overboard."

"Alright, if you're looking for that one, go find her."

Li Yue didn't leave. He stayed put, staring straight at Kasumigaoka, which left her puzzled.

"What, something else?"

"I'm broke!"

Li Yue said it with utter confidence.

"..."

Kasumigaoka let out a long sigh, then pulled open a drawer, fished a ten-thousand-yen bill from her wallet, and handed it to Li Yue.

"If you're just looking for entertainment, this should be enough."

Li Yue took the money with satisfaction and turned to leave.

"Senpai, I'll pay this back along with last time's."

Kasumigaoka didn't reply. She just watched Li Yue walk out of the apartment door. She had no real hope of ever seeing her money again, and she even started to think that getting rid of Li Yue, that troublemaker, with just this much was a pretty good deal.

Leaving the apartment, Li Yue didn't head downstairs. Instead, he took the elevator to the rooftop, where he sensed the direction.

On his last visit, Li Yue had already memorized the Reiatsu of several people, including Kasumigaoka. Though they were all pitifully weak, ordinary-level Reiatsu, each person's was unique, and he could still tell them apart.

"Alright, found the spot."

Once he located Eriri's Reiatsu, Li Yue cast an illusion of invisibility on himself and used Flash Step to move swiftly through the sky toward her.

Sawamura Spencer Eriri. As a half-Japanese, half-British girl, she carried a name that blended both heritages. Her father was a British diplomatic officer stationed in Japan, and her family was well-off, making her a true heiress.

Her home was an independent villa, like a small castle.

This girl, gifted with extraordinary drawing talent, was currently struggling with her next work. Lately, Akise Tomoya had been dragging her around for research and material gathering, leaving her little time to plan her next piece. She hadn't even figured out the outline yet.

"Ugh, so annoying."

Eriri rubbed her messy hair, stood up from her drawing desk, and stretched while scratching her head. She walked out onto the balcony of her room, leaned over the marble railing, and stared down at the street below.

This girl, known at Toyosaki Private School as one of the two great beauties, was nothing like Kasumigaoka, who dressed sexy even at home. At home, Eriri wore whatever was comfortable—just a green tracksuit. Her hair was loose and tangled, and she had a pair of red-framed glasses on her face. She looked like a total shut-in, a far cry from the elegant heiress she played at school.

Right now, this sloppily dressed girl was lying over the marble railing, bored, watching the street below.

"Sigh~"

The bored girl let out another long sigh, then rolled over, turning her head the other way.

When she turned, she spotted a pedestrian walking along the sidewalk below.

A floral shirt, baggy shorts, and a head of blond hair.

Wait, blond hair?

Eriri's eyes widened as she stared at the blond's face. Wasn't this the same Blondie who had taken away that chubby woman, Kasumigaoka?

As if to confirm her suspicion, the Blondie suddenly looked up, bared his teeth in a bright white grin, and flashed her a radiant smile.

63. Kashiwagi Eri-sensei, you wouldn't want...

Inside the room on the second floor of the castle, Eriri hid behind the French window, clutching her head with both hands, trembling all over.

"He saw me. He saw me. He definitely saw me!"

"Ahhh—why?! Why is that Blondie here?!"

Just a few days ago, she had watched Li Yue take Kasumigaoka away. Back then, Eriri had felt sorry for Kasumigaoka—the school's popular beauty and top student, yet suffering such a miserable fate in secret. She had even imagined the Blondie targeting her next.

But that was just her overactive imagination as a doujin artist, especially one who drew humiliation-themed works. The next day, she had forgotten all about it because of Akise Tomoya's antics, and later she got absorbed in her own doujin plans, leaving no time to think about Kasumigaoka or the Blondie.

Just now, though, it all came rushing back. The fear the Blondie had brought that day!

"He's only seen me once. He can't possibly remember what I look like. After all, I look completely different now—even someone who knows me wouldn't recognize me. Yeah, that's it. He didn't recognize me! And he's already gone!"

Forcing herself to calm down with that thought, Eriri slowly stood up and peeked out, trying to see from the balcony if the Blondie had left.

She crept like a sniper lying in ambush, crawling slowly toward the edge of the balcony, terrified of making even a sound that would give away her position.

At the edge of the balcony railing, her golden hair popped out first, swiveling left and right like a feeler. Then half her head emerged, and her eyes, behind the glasses, began scanning the street below.

"Not there. Not there either."

After two quick sweeps, she didn't see him. Her heart immediately relaxed.

"He must have already left..."

Before she could finish, she spotted him at the corner of the nearby road. The Blondie stood there, arms crossed, grinning up at her.

!!!!!!

Eriri jolted violently, sprang back into the room, and dove straight onto her bed, wrapping herself in the blanket. She shivered under the covers, muttering nonstop.

"It's over. It's over! He didn't leave! He recognized me! He recognized me!"

"He was even down there staring at me. Just like I thought—he's after me. He's been after me since that day!"

"What do I do, what do I do... he already knows where I live, he must have investigated me, he definitely knows my other identity, and he's going to use it to blackmail me."

"He's definitely going to humiliate me, just like he did to that fat woman. I'll be broken by him, then get pregnant and expelled, kicked out by my parents, reduced to living off his charity, a pathetic woman trapped in his shadow!"

In just ten seconds, Eriri's mind had already spun out an elaborate plotline—how Blondie would coerce her, where he'd strike, how he'd keep evidence to force her into repeated submission, not letting go even after she got pregnant, then exposure leading to expulsion and being thrown out, with nowhere to go but to follow him in humiliation, even being forced to work the streets to support him, until he got bored and she ended up homeless, a fallen girl addicted to pleasure! The timeline was long enough to fuel seven or eight humiliation doujins!

"It's over, I'm going to become a depraved woman addicted to pleasure!"

All on her own, Eriri had already decided her fate, and shed sorrowful tears for her miserable future.

Buzz—

A sudden vibration startled Eriri out of her grief.

What's that sound?

Oh, it's the phone, the phone's ringing!

No wait, a call at a time like this... could it be... Blondie!

Eriri poked her head out from under the covers, staring in terror at the phone she'd tossed onto the bed earlier.

The screen was lit up, an incoming call, and the number displayed was one she'd never seen before.

"He even knows my contact info?!"

Eriri's eyes widened in panic.

"How does he have my number? I only gave it to a few people... Wait, could it be Kasumigaoka!"

A scene flashed through Eriri's mind.

After being taken away by Blondie last time, Kasumigaoka, burdened by her past history of being bullied by him, had to submit to his threats again. In a cheap love hotel, while enduring his abuse, she was grilled for information about Eriri.

"It's been so long, Shiyu-chan, you're still as cute as ever."

"Guh—you bastard, scumbag."

"Oh, and your mouth's still just as sharp."

"No, stop!"

"If you want me to stop, tell me about that cute little girl who was sitting with you today."

And so, unable to bear the humiliation, Kasumigaoka spilled everything about her, while Blondie not only broke his promise but doubled down, making her suffer even more.

"What do I do, should I answer? If I don't, he'll be even crueler to me, right!"

"Call the police! I can call the police! No, if I do, my identity will be exposed, and I'll be finished too!"

"Tell Mom, have her figure something out... No, if I tell Mom and she goes to him, he'll threaten her with my secret, and then..."

Eriri's mind conjured up an image of her mother, Sayuri, being threatened and giving in.

"Ma'am, you wouldn't want everyone to know your daughter's a humiliation doujin artist, would you?"

"Please, don't tell anyone, I'll do anything!"

"Then it depends on how you perform."

Eriri grabbed at her hair.

"Ah!!! Can't call the police, can't tell Mom, so I have no choice but to..."

Her trembling hand slowly reached out, picked up the phone, stared at the unfamiliar caller, gritted her teeth, pressed the answer button, and brought it to her ear, speaking in a tiny voice.

"Moshi moshi?"

"Oh my my, finally picked up, you kept me waiting a long time."

A flippant voice came through the phone.

No doubt about it, it was that Blondie!

Eriri was absolutely certain—this voice was the same as the Blondie she'd met that day!

"Oh, why so quiet? Still there?"

"I... I... I'm here! I'm here!!"

Sensing impatience on the other end, Eriri quickly spoke up.

"Good to hear. First time calling, sorry for the intrusion, Sawamura Spencer Eriri-san, or should I say, Kashiwagi Eri-sensei!"

Eriri heard the address, her mouth hanging open, unable to make a sound.

What was coming had finally arrived!

64. Teasing Eriri × Training Her √

At a dessert shop not far from the Sawamura residence, Li Yue was lounging in a chair, playing with his phone while sampling the shop's signature sundae. He had to admit, sundaes had gotten smaller over the years—when he was a kid, they were huge cups; now they were pricey and tiny.

Across from him, Eriri was curled up in her seat, still in her home tracksuit, hood pulled up to hide every strand of hair, sunglasses on, and a mask over her mouth—doing everything to conceal her identity, terrified of being recognized.

Just now, Li Yue had called her out with a single phone call. Because of that "Kashiwagi Eri," she didn't dare refuse him. Following his instructions, she'd brought her laptop, and when he told her to bring it, her mind immediately jumped to the idea that he wanted to threaten her, to make her hand over all the doujins she'd ever drawn as leverage for future blackmail.

But as before, she didn't dare refuse Li Yue, so she came with the laptop.

Only, after arriving, Li Yue hadn't said anything—just kept eating his sundae and playing on his phone. This made Eriri incredibly nervous; she felt like her heart rate hadn't dropped below a hundred!

Poor Eriri clutched her laptop, eyeing Li Yue warily. Meanwhile, Li Yue was eating a sundae while chatting with Kasumigaoka on his phone. As for why he wasn't chatting in the Chat Group directly—well, Yifu Aizen was there, and some things weren't convenient to say in front of him.

Senpai, guess what I'm doing right now?

Already teasing Eriri, aren't you?

Senpai's so sharp. I used the contact info you gave me to lure her out. She probably imagined a whole bunch of stuff and came out obediently. She looks terrified of me—hasn't dared to say a word since she showed up. I'm deliberately staying quiet too, just to see how long she can hold out.

So you're just playing the silent game?... That's not teasing, that's training.

Heheh~ She looks like she's about to crack. She'll probably speak up soon.

While looking at his phone, Li Yue kept a sidelong watch on Eriri across from him. She was fidgeting anxiously, curled up in her seat but shifting around like there were needles under her.

Seeing Eriri's restless state, the corners of Li Yue's mouth involuntarily lifted.

Alright, she's about to break. Time to play with her a bit.

Li Yue stopped chatting with Kasumigaoka but kept holding his phone, pretending to still be on it.

"Um..."

Just as Li Yue expected, Eriri couldn't hold back and spoke first.

"Did you call me out... for something?"

Li Yue still didn't answer, but he lifted his eyelids, looked down at Eriri, and bared his teeth in a silent grin.

That grin made Eriri flinch, her tension spiking again.

"Did... did I say something wrong?"

Still no response.

Eriri quickly caught on: He called me out like this, and I'm asking why? So she immediately backed down.

"Sorry, my bad. I should know."