Vermouth Helps Win Miwako Over!

The next afternoon, when Sato Miwako woke up, she rubbed her temples, unable to remember what had happened for a moment.

Struggling to move her head, she immediately saw Hyuga Matsuba and Vermouth beside her. Sato Miwako froze, then instantly remembered what had happened. She could hardly believe it.

"What exactly happened?" Sato Miwako demanded furiously.

"You've got the nerve to ask? It was because you were pretty that you were given some medicine. Don't take it too personally—I was with him the same way back then. I got angry afterward too, but... there were lots of photos. There was nothing I could do!"

Vermouth looked utterly heartbroken, helpless, angry, and ashamed, but none of it could be undone.

Matsuba stared hard at Vermouth. She was obviously shoving all the responsibility onto him, even though she was the one who had drugged Sato.

Vermouth cautiously glanced at Matsuba, then immediately lay beside him, becoming meek and not daring to say a word.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'll never do this again. From now on, I'll listen to whatever you say," Vermouth pleaded.

"What a little vixen. She really knows how to act," Matsuba said helplessly.

"Hyuga Matsuba, I never thought you would do something like this to me. You're despicable!"

Sato Miwako tried to get up, but she could not move at all. She had been torn below, and she endured the pain.

It hurt—far too much. Though it had been her first time, the effects of the drug had made her unlike herself. Now, she truly did not know what to do.

"I wasn't the one who did it yesterday, and I wasn't the one who drugged you. Why won't you believe me?" Matsuba asked helplessly.

"That's right. Stop blaming Matsuba. I was the one who drugged