Just Want to Be a Slacker

That Kamio Tatsuya wasn't surprised by Kushida cursing Horikita behind her back—he'd already seen the signs back in the library.

And humans, as a species, always show one face in public and another in private.

Kamio Tatsuya himself hid his true self to achieve his goals; it was no big deal.

Honestly, Kamio Tatsuya found the current Kushida far more agreeable than that fake sweet-voiced version from before.

Letting emotions out directly was much better than bottling them up forever—holding them in too long could lead to depression.

Take Kamio Tatsuya, for example: he never held back. If someone made him unhappy, he made them unhappy right back. Even if he endured temporarily, it didn't mean he forgot.

Ryuen could attest to that.

"If you've got nothing else, I'll be going. After seeing something this good, I doubt I'll have trouble sleeping tonight."

Kamio Tatsuya drained the almond milk in his hand, then casually tossed the empty carton into a nearby trash can.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? I just think the you I'm seeing now is finally a normal human being. Got it?"

He wasn't lying. In his worldview, no perfect human existed.

Being friends with everyone—Kamio Tatsuya figured even a saint couldn't pull that off.

So was Kushida Kikyo a saint?

Ha. Would you believe I'm a reincarnator before you'd believe she's a saint?

But what Kushida cared about right now wasn't that.

"You're not going to tell anyone about what you just saw, are you?"

That was her top priority. In nearly two months since enrolling, she'd worked hard to build her angelic image.

But now Kamio Tatsuya had seen her true face, so for Kushida, the most urgent thing was to shut him up.

Facing her question, Kamio Tatsuya flashed a teasing smile.

"Even if I said no, would you believe me?"

"Of course not."

"Then why did you ask? Just to say something pointless?"

"You!"

Kushida choked, feeling her chest ache from anger.

"If you dare say anything, I'll spread the word that you almost raped me!"

Kamio Tatsuya's lips curled into a smile.

"Do you know who invented the charge of 'groundless accusation'? It was Qin Hui, a great traitor of China's Song Dynasty, to frame Yue Fei. Now you want to pin a similar crime on me?"

"Don't worry, it won't be groundless."

With that, Kushida reached out and grabbed Kamio Tatsuya's right hand.

Not groundless?

As Kamio Tatsuya pondered, Kushida had already pressed his hand onto her...

Kamio Tatsuya jolted in surprise, instinctively trying to pull his hand back, but she held it down firmly from above.

Going this far just to keep my secret?

This girl was seriously unhinged.

Well then...

Following her lead, Kamio Tatsuya pressed down even harder, even giving a little squeeze. Tsk, tsk, a high school girl's feel was really something...

"Ah, what do you think you're doing?"

Now it was Kushida's turn to panic, immediately trying to shake off Kamio Tatsuya's hand. But he held on tight, and it took several tries before she managed to pry his hand away from her chest.

After being shaken off, Kamio Tatsuya flexed his fingers, as if savoring the memory.

"You invited me, and now you're so eager to push me away? Still, I have to say, thanks for the treat."

Kamio Tatsuya never expected that the first pair of boobs he'd touch in this world would belong to Kushida Kikyo. He'd thought it would be Kamuro, but someone had cut in line.

Sorry, Masumi, this isn't my fault!

And if Yamauchi and Ike ever found out, they'd be so jealous they'd explode on the spot.

As for Kushida, hearing Kamio Tatsuya's sarcastic teasing only made her more frantic.

"But seriously, you're really going all out. Going this far just to protect your secret." Kamio Tatsuya was genuinely curious about how her mind worked.

"Ever since I was little, I've worked hard to make everyone I know like me. That's the only way I feel like I have a reason to exist. So I absolutely won't allow anyone to threaten my way of life!"

No wonder people say the Japanese are twisted—it wasn't just talk.

And you went and handed me your leverage so willingly. What can I even say to you?

"Is that so? Well, good luck. I'm off—I'm getting sleepy."

"You'd better take this seriously! Your fingerprints are all over my clothes—I could have you expelled anytime!"

Seeing Kamio Tatsuya's indifferent attitude, Kushida was getting flustered.

"Suit yourself. But have you thought about the consequences? Do you really think everyone will still like you after you spread this around?"

Kushida's heart jolted. In her rush to threaten Kamio Tatsuya, she hadn't actually considered that.

If she really did publicize how she'd almost been forced by Kamio Tatsuya, most people would probably sympathize with her.

But there would be no shortage of people looking at her through a colored lens.

Why did he target you and not someone else?

Could it be that there's something wrong with you?

Ridiculous, right?

But that's human nature.

Kamio Tatsuya understood this perfectly.

Everyone says flies don't bite seamless eggs, but if you're already comparing the other person to a fly, doesn't that say enough?

"More importantly, do you really think this is enough to threaten me? That thing over there is recording."

As he spoke, Kamio Tatsuya pointed at a trash can not far away. A phone was propped up on it with a stand, the camera aimed right at them.

Since he knew Kushida Kikyo wasn't simple, how could Kamio Tatsuya not prepare in advance?

Just stand out there like an idiot?

That wasn't Kamio Tatsuya's style. How could he so easily put himself in danger?

Even with three scapegoats in place, he still chose to play it safe.

Seeing this, Kushida Kikyo immediately wanted to rush over and grab the phone.

"I'd advise you not to waste your energy. How do you know I only set up one recording device? What if there's another camera on the other side—what are you going to do then?"

Hearing this, Kushida Kikyo froze for a moment, and Kamio Tatsuya took that chance to dash over, pick up his phone, and end the recording.

"You actually believed that? Hahaha, are you trying to kill me with laughter so you can inherit my Points?"

Kamio Tatsuya's tone was dripping with mockery, making Kushida Kikyo tremble all over.

How vile—this guy was absolutely vile!

Chapter 66: An Encounter on the Way to School

Kushida Kikyo's reaction amused Kamio Tatsuya.

No, more accurately, watching the other person fall into the trap he'd set in advance was entertaining.

"What exactly do you want?"

Kushida Kikyo's spirit deflated.

Although snatching the phone was still an option, she'd observed Kamio Tatsuya during gym class.

His running speed was nowhere near something she could catch up to.

So once Kamio Tatsuya had the phone in hand, he was already in an unbeatable position.

As for Kushida's question, Kamio Tatsuya had only one answer.

"I just want to spend three years at this school peacefully, maybe earn some Private Points on the side to improve my quality of life. Other than that, I don't have any plans for now." Kamio Tatsuya yawned.

Then he raised his wrist, unlocked his phone screen.

"Time's about up. I should head back."

"Wait—what are you going to do with that recording?"

Kushida's tense voice seemed to revert to how she used to sound.

"Keep it, of course. Otherwise, I'd never know when you might try to trip me up." Kamio Tatsuya said it as if it were only natural.

"You're not going to use it to threaten me, are you?"

Kamio Tatsuya paused.

"...Good idea."

"What did you say?"

"Originally, I didn't have that thought. But since you think I'll use this to threaten you, I might as well go along with it."

Seeing Kamio Tatsuya's expression, Kushida felt a pang in her stomach. She couldn't tell if he'd only thought of it after her reminder or if he was just messing with her.

But either way, Kushida's current situation had become extremely dire.

"So do your best. Make yourself useful, and I won't just discard you casually. Also, with our school uniform's fabric, it's pretty hard to leave fingerprints. And I don't have sweaty hands, for crying out loud."

Kamio Tatsuya turned around, waved his hand, and walked into the dormitory building without looking back, leaving Kushida alone, standing bewildered in the wind.

In the first-floor lobby of the dormitory, Kamio Tatsuya, waiting for the elevator, noticed Kushida Kikyo had followed him in.

But by now, she had already reverted to her harmless, innocent appearance, as if the person who'd been furiously venting on the railing just moments ago was someone else entirely.

"Kamio-kun, tell me what I have to do for you to delete that video."

Hearing Kushida's sickly sweet voice sent a chill down Kamio Tatsuya's spine. He decisively sidestepped to put some distance between them.

Soon the elevator arrived, and the two stepped in one after another.

"Hey, what will it take for you to delete that video?"

This version of Kushida at least seemed human.

"Why are you so hung up on this video?"

"Because you're holding a leash on me, and I can't sleep at night!"

"With all this effort, you'd be better off thinking about how to please me. That way, I won't be so quick to release the video." Kamio Tatsuya glanced at her and curled his lip.

"Is Kamio-kun saying you want me to be your slave?"

As she spoke, Kushida put on a pitiful, teary-eyed expression. Any guy who didn't know the full story would probably fall for it in an instant.

But...

Kamio Tatsuya just gave her a look, then turned his head, focusing on the elevator's floor display.

Who knew if this girl was recording audio? One wrong word, and she'd turn the tables on him.

The number on the display changed from 3 to 4, and the elevator came to a slow stop.

Kamio Tatsuya stepped out without a word, then stopped in front of his room door.

"How long are you going to follow me?"

"Until Kamio-kun agrees to delete the video, of course."

Kamio Tatsuya shot her a glance, then opened the door and walked into the room.

But just as Kushida lifted her foot to step inside...

Bang!