To Avoid Ruin and Infamy, Become My Fiancée's Best Friend's Boyfriend

The delicate and soft body brought a wonderful touch, instantly freezing Kiyoharu.

"Ahaha~" Kitahara Ayano let out a knowing sound. "It seems Airi has never hugged you like this before, Kiyoharu-kun. Otherwise, why would your body react so strongly?"

"Any normal man would be uncomfortable being molested by a strange woman."

"A lie. In my opinion, Kiyoharu-kun will soon drop his pretense and be unable to resist responding rudely to me."

"You're thinking too much..."

Before Kiyoharu's slightly mocking words could finish, the world suddenly stopped.

Kitahara Ayano behind him held him tighter, her lips nearing his ear.

"I really want to devour you right now, Kiyoharu-kun~ It's a shame I haven't received your subjective approval yet. Well, good things should be savored slowly, so there's no rush."

Kitahara Ayano moved to face Kiyoharu. Without doing anything further to him, she reached for her own clothes.

Today, Kitahara Ayano was wearing a slip dress and a silk shawl, exuding ladylike elegance.

At this moment, she slowly unbuttoned her shawl and dress, then crumpled the pure white, form-fitting two-piece set.

The sudden beauty revealed before him almost made Kiyoharu's brain shut down.

"How will you handle this move, Kiyoharu-kun~" Kitahara Ayano raised her hand to caress Kiyoharu's handsome face and murmured, "Will you expose my Time Stop ability and fight me to the death? If so, I'm afraid I'll have to take further action. After all, in my domain, by telling you this, I've already revealed too much."

Mentioning this, Kitahara Ayano's expression suddenly turned grim, and Kiyoharu could even feel a killing intent from her!

However, it was only for a moment before she returned to her smiling, gentle, and adorable demeanor: "Hmm, perhaps I was overthinking? Never mind, in any case... Checkmate!"

Kitahara Ayano raised her left hand and snapped her fingers crisply.

The time stop ended.

"Oh my, Kiyoharu-kun, your words are so gentlemanly, but your actions are the complete opposite." Kitahara Ayano beamed with a triumphant smile. "Tell me, if I call someone over right now, will everyone believe you are the fiancé loyal to the Young Lady, or a scumbag who molested his fiancée's best friend in the workplace?"

Good heavens, the plot thickens!

Kiyoharu had anticipated that Kitahara Ayano's request for him to fix her computer was a ploy. He had guessed it would be something like her saying strange things to him at the gallery, trying to sow discord between him and Airi.

He hadn't expected her to pull out a killer move like this.

A man and a woman alone in a room, the girl's clothes in disarray, and she, a talented woman from a scholarly family, known for her reserved and gentle demeanor.

Any unsuspecting bystander would judge that Kiyoharu had lost all control.

And because she had activated Time Stop, Kiyoharu didn't even have a chance to escape in time.

"Miss Kitahara, you might not believe me, but I had no intention of assaulting you. I was just momentarily dazed, and I don't know how it ended up like this." Kiyoharu explained somewhat anxiously.

"Whether I believe you or not isn't important. What's important is, do you think this explanation can convince the police and the judge?"

"But I really... sigh..."

On Kiyoharu's handsome face were three parts shock, three parts confusion, and four parts innocent grievance.

Information about "The Ultimate Work is an Improper Work" was clearly Kitahara Ayano's deeply hidden secret. Given this, Kiyoharu decided to play dumb and pretend he saw and heard nothing during the Time Stop.

He would willingly walk into Kitahara Ayano's trap.

Besides, even if Kiyoharu revealed the truth about Time Stop, it seemed like it wouldn't help. Who would believe him?

It would only increase the danger, letting Kitahara Ayano know Kiyoharu had heard things he shouldn't have, leading to an even worse outcome.

Seeing Kiyoharu speechless, Kitahara Ayano chuckled behind her hand with delight. "Hehe, Kiyoharu-kun, it's actually very simple if you want me to let you go—have an affair with me."

"What if I refuse?"

"Then go to jail, Anzu Kyon."

"I don't understand." Kiyoharu frowned. "Are you willing to sacrifice your own reputation?"

"Please don't doubt my resolve."

Kitahara Ayano picked up her phone, her expression resolute.

Thus, Kiyoharu put on a show of agonizing internal struggle, and finally, indignantly and humiliatingly, agreed.

In reality, Kiyoharu certainly didn't want to have an affair, but the underlying reasons were subtly different.

It wasn't out of guilt towards Airi, as he didn't have any real marital affection for her.

It was fear of trouble.

Dealing with a potential yandere was troublesome, and having an affair that Airi might discover was even more troublesome.

Kiyoharu just wanted a peaceful life.

Too much trouble could easily shatter a peaceful life.

"Don't wear such a wronged expression... Is having an affair with me something to be ashamed of?"

Seeing Kiyoharu's sullen mood, Kitahara Ayano hooked her finger under Kiyoharu's chin.

As she moved, the fabric that had been unclasped and hung loosely on her body almost fell off, revealing the half-hidden scenery to Kiyoharu.

"Miss Kitahara, please put your clothes on first." Kiyoharu averted his gaze.

"You want Kiyoharu-kun to help me put them on~" Kitahara Ayano said with a hint of a spoiled tone. "As the gentlest man recognized throughout Tokyo, isn't it natural for you to help your girlfriend get dressed?"

With that, Kitahara Ayano propped her phone up on a stand on the desk, pointed the camera at the two of them, and started recording.

"Uh, are you keeping this as evidence?"

"So smart. Don't worry, as long as Kiyoharu continues to date me, this recording will stay safely in my phone and won't end up in any prosecutor's inbox."

"……"

Kiyoharu remained silent, quietly beginning to handle Kitahara Ayano's clothes.

Ayano was a typical delicate beauty, her skin as fair and smooth as mutton-fat jade, her frame as slender as a meticulously crafted work of art, yet her backside possessed a pleasing plumpness.

Kiyoharu took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions.

Next, he fastened the clasp of her bra in the back and adjusted the thin shoulder straps.

Her breasts were perfectly rounded, gathered into an alluring curve.

Finally, he helped her put on her dress.

His movements weren't fast, but they were crisp and efficient, showing a practiced skill.

"That's strange, Kiyoharu-kun, why are you so familiar with girls' clothes?"

"I've been married to the Young Lady for three years, so it's not strange that I'm familiar with women's clothing."

"But Airi definitely wouldn't let you help her get dressed, I'm absolutely sure of it."

"Miss Kitahara is too confident in her own judgment," Kiyoharu said flatly. "I'm merely being coerced by you; I haven't admitted that all your statements are correct."

"I know, I know~ Stubborn Kiyoharu-kun~"

Once dressed and back in her proper lady mode, Kitahara Ayano glanced at her watch. "It's almost time for class. If I recall correctly, Kiyoharu-kun has a class first period."

"I do."

"Hurry along then. A considerate girlfriend wouldn't delay her boyfriend's important business. Oh, right, remember to come help me fix my computer during lunch break, please."

Kitahara Ayano straightened Kiyoharu's collar and, like a truly gentle wife, saw him out of the room.

After the door closed, she closed her eyes and placed a hand on her chest, savoring the lingering sensations. She then promptly locked the office door, took out manuscript paper from a hidden compartment in her bag, and, fueled by the excitement, began to write.