In Classroom of the Elite, but in the Underworld

With the first attempt out of the way, every subsequent time became increasingly smooth.

Suzune's expression was no longer fearful; instead, she let out a sigh of relief and revealed a faint, appropriate smile.

She even began to enjoy it a little.

As it turned out, this sort of thing was truly fulfilling. For Suzune, being able to have someone eat food she had prepared with her own hands, and even feeding them herself—knowing that every bite they took was something she had meticulously crafted—the joy brought by this sharing was quite wonderful.

The meal lasted a long time, and it finally concluded only when the sun had already set.

Eito stood up and let out a satisfied burp.

"Horikita-san, this meal was delicious. Thank you for your generosity; I am truly grateful."

As a gentleman, a final word of thanks was essential.

To his gratitude, Suzune merely replied with a shallow: "Mm."

"It's getting late, let's head back."

"Mm."

Following Eito for a stretch of the road, until they were nearly at the dormitory, Suzune finally gathered her courage and tugged on his clothes.

"What's wrong?"

"That... I'll temporarily acknowledge... that you are my friend."

"...So I wasn't before?" Eito said, somewhat speechless.

"What did you think?" Suzune returned to her usual expression. "Goodbye, pervert."

"...Goodbye."

Watching Suzune enter the dormitory building, Eito shook his head and walked inside as well.

Chapter 22: Pressing Fingerprints

After returning to his room, Eito opened his phone and saw a text message—it was actually from Kikyo:

(Could you come to the school rooftop after school tomorrow? I have something I want to tell you.)

Hm?

Filled with confusion, he endured the night.

By the afternoon of the next day, he arrived on time at the door leading to the rooftop, which was already open.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw the cute girl who had been waiting for a long time.

Kikyo ran to his side and smiled: "Sorry to bother you during your precious time."

"It's fine. So, what did you want to say?"

"Well, actually—" Kikyo stroked her chest and lowered her head shyly. "I, I like you. Please go out with me..."

"..."

Kikyo's words left him stunned for a moment.

So, Kikyo liked him, did she?

Then everything could be explained.

—As if.

Are you trying to trick a child?

Eito's expression remained unchanged: "Sorry, I refuse."

"Eh, is it because you already have someone you like? Could it be Horikita-san?"

"It's not."

After saying that, Eito turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Kikyo hugged his body from behind and whispered behind his back:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to distance myself from you. Can you please not leave me?"

"What are you talking about? We were never together to begin with."

"That day... do you remember what happened at the cinema? If you want to, we can continue what we were doing..."

"Unfortunately, I have no interest in doing such boring things right now."

Seeing Eito's stubborn attitude, Kikyo still did not let go.

After half a minute, she was heard saying faintly:

"Did Horikita tell you something?"

She and Suzune had attended the same school in the past. Although they weren't in the same class, the incident she had caused had a massive impact, and it was very likely that Suzune knew about it. Since the day they went to the movies, she had seen the two of them talking frequently, and they had even gone on a date that night; therefore, she suspected that Suzune had already told Eito the truth.

In reality, even if Suzune knew, she wouldn't care about such things; she only cared about herself and the things she valued.

And the fact that Eito was distancing himself from her more and more only made her increasingly certain of this.

Eito replied, "No, and what exactly are you talking about?"

Kikyo let go of his body, moved to stand in front of him, and took his right hand in hers:

"Can you touch me again?"

Could this be—

The legendary iconic scene?

"Yeah, sure."

Eito accepted gladly, letting Kikyo press his hand against her soft chest.

Just as he was wondering what Kikyo would do next.

The gentle, adorable smile on Kikyo's face vanished, replaced by an inorganic, mocking expression, as if she were looking at trash. A cold voice emerged from her cute little mouth:

"It seems I was right; you really are a hopeless pervert, falling for it so easily. Your fingerprints are now imprinted on my clothes. If you dare to disobey me, I'll hand this over to the police."

"Uh... what is this?"

"Don't play dumb. You knew all along, didn't you? That bitch Horikita must have told you. You two really are a perfect match."

Although Kikyo had misunderstood, he knew that her dark history was real. Since that was the case, there was no need to hide anything; besides, he had only been playing around from the start and hadn't taken it seriously at all.

Still, this woman really was stupid to think she could threaten him like this.

Calling him to a deserted place like this, intending to use such a pathetic tactic to threaten him.

It was just a piece of clothing; couldn't he just snatch it away?

Besides, if he were a real pervert, she wouldn't even be able to protect her own body.

She really was stupidly cute.

As if sensing his mockery, Kikyo said coldly:

"I've already got a friend waiting downstairs, so you can't escape. And if you dare to do anything to me, I'll call her immediately, and she'll run right up. Don't worry, though, she doesn't know about our business."

As she spoke, Kikyo stepped back two paces and pulled her phone from her pocket, opening her contact list. With just one more tap, the call would go through.

"Heh." Eito chuckled.

"What are you laughing at? Have you lost your mind?"

"No, I just think you're cute."

"Oh, I know."

"But do you know, Kikyo?" Eito sighed and said, "The stupidest thing a person can do isn't using a low-level tactic to threaten someone, but failing to even understand the strength of the person they're threatening."

"What do you mean?"

Eito immediately paused time, quickly snatched the phone from her hand, and tossed it aside.

When the flow of time resumed, Kikyo, feeling her hand suddenly empty, was shocked to find that the phone she had been holding had vanished into thin air. Her little face paled:

"What exactly did you do?"

Eito ignored her and said:

"Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve now?"

"..."

Sensing that something was wrong, Kikyo turned and ran toward the door.

As long as she got out of here, everything would be fine; she still had her leverage.

However, she was grabbed by Eito after only two steps and pinned directly against the wall, her body forcibly restrained.

Eito leaned close to her ear and said slowly:

"You just told me I could touch you however I wanted, right?"

"Get lost, don't touch me, you're disgusting!"

Kikyo struggled incessantly, her delicate body thrashing about.

However, because their bodies were pressed so tightly together, the more she struggled, the more frequent the friction became.

This caused the fire of desire already burning in Eito, who was in the mood, to flare up even more intensely.

"Stop moving!"

Eito lifted Kikyo's angry little face and, amidst her look of contempt, kissed her directly.

"Mmph... mmm..."

Kikyo's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she forgot to resist, forced to let him ravage her mouth.

But she soon snapped back to reality and bit down hard with her teeth.

"Cough, cough..."

Eito stepped back a few paces and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This woman, she was truly ruthless.

Kikyo wiped the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered:

"Heh, what a useless man."

He was indeed useless, to have actually been injured by such a trick.

He laughed at himself: "So what are you going to do now? Are you going to turn yourself in?"

"Why would I turn myself in? You were the one who kissed me first; if you got bitten, you only have yourself to blame for being a pervert."

"Fine then, I'll go turn myself in, and while I'm at it, I'll confess everything that just happened. I think the school would be very happy to show you the door. Although I'll have to leave too, that's no problem—having such a cute, beautiful girl accompanying me, I think I'd be quite happy."

"You—wait a second." Kikyo grabbed his clothes.

"What's wrong? Do you want to taste what the blood in my mouth is like again?"

"Let's just call this even."

Though she said they were even, Kikyo's expression was clearly displeased.

"Alright, I'm a generous person. For the sake of the 'benefit' you gave me today, I won't hold it against you."

"Pervert." Kikyo cursed under her breath and retorted with a cold, mocking tone, "If the girls in class knew what you were like right now, they'd be very disappointed. It seems you're no better than I am."

"I never claimed to be a good person, but—" Eito said, "even if I'm not a good person, I'm not the villain you think I am. If someone is good to me, I'll return the favor, and if someone is bad to me, I'll pay them back tenfold. Considering you're a woman and quite weak, I've already shown you extra leniency."

"You mean considering my body, don't you?" Kikyo sneered.

"Heh." Eito gave a noncommittal response.

Before leaving, Kikyo specifically added: "I'm going to wash off the fingerprints you left behind. Do you want to come and supervise me?"