The True Cult: Welcome to Paradise

"Of course, I told you that from the very beginning."

Hearing this, Kikyo gave a desolate smile, then directly pushed Kiyotaka into the room and locked the door behind them.

She greedily and insatiably began demanding Kiyotaka's saliva, only letting go when she felt suffocated.

Her face flushed crimson, a trace of silver thread at the corner of her lips, Kikyo looked at the unmoved Kiyotaka. Her shoulders began to tremble slightly, then she let out a seductive and wicked laugh.

"Hehehe, Kiyotaka, so this is how you treat women? Well, it's fine. I quite like this method. Now, let's make a deal—one concerning your and Horikita's futures."

As she spoke, Kikyo produced a storage card in her hand.

"In here is the full recording of your classroom battle with Horikita. As long as you satisfy me, I can hand it over to you..."

Kikyo licked her lips seductively, reached out to tease little Kiyotaka, then continued.

"Of course, you can choose to refuse. But then, tomorrow, who knows who'll be spreading this video around the school?"

Kiyotaka still looked at Kikyo with a calm expression, a strange light flickering in his golden eyes.

"You really are as two-faced as ever. You'll stop at nothing for your own desires."

"Hehehe, thanks for the compliment. Who's to blame but you for making me taste your sweetness and leaving me unable to resist? It's all your fault, Kiyotaka. So? The deal—yes or no?"

Kikyo looked at Kiyotaka with a provocative, expectant gaze.

Kiyotaka let out a light sigh. This scheming woman was full of calculations at every moment, but sometimes those calculations could be an unexpected asset.

Kiyotaka's gaze grew colder. As Kikyo looked into his golden eyes, time itself seemed to freeze, and an invisible pressure enveloped her entire body.

"Not a bad story, but it still has holes."

With Kiyotaka's flat statement, Kikyo froze as if struck by lightning.

But the expression vanished in an instant as Kikyo composed herself, then laughed charmingly.

"Kiyotaka, just say whether you'll take the deal or not. There's no need to try and trick me—it won't work."

Kiyotaka finally stood up from his chair, walked slowly to Kikyo, and roughly grabbed her hand.

Kikyo showed no fear, instead provocatively licking her lips and even unbuttoning two buttons, revealing the breathtaking view of two towering peaks.

"The deal is on, but the terms have changed."

Kikyo was taken aback.

"Let's hear it?"

"Don't try to fool me. I know there's nothing on this storage card. I need you to work for me from now on. It's that simple. You have your desires, I have my needs—it's purely a transaction. What do you say?"

Chapter 17: What Is the Truth

Hearing Kiyotaka's request, Kikyo burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha, Kiyotaka, you really are using me to the fullest, aren't you? Does that prove I'm very useful? Hmm?"

As she spoke, she hooked Kiyotaka's chin with a contemptuous look.

Kiyotaka didn't want to waste any more words on this woman. With one hand, he pinned Kikyo down, and with the other, he went straight through the unbuttoned opening toward the two soft mounds.

"Hmph~"

Kiyotaka's movements were rough, and the pain made Kikyo let out an involuntary murmur.

"Kiyotaka, that's too much force."

But Kikyo showed no fear; instead, she felt a strange anticipation because of his actions.

Just as Kikyo was eagerly expecting Kiyotaka to do something else, he withdrew his hand, sat back down in his chair with composure, and calmly watched her.

This unexpected turn left Kikyo frozen in place.

"Why?"

Kikyo was baffled. The blazing fire of desire was burning through her body, yet the one who had ignited it sat leisurely back in his chair. The sharp contrast drove Kikyo to the edge of madness.

"Nothing. I'm tired. If you have nothing else, leave this place."

Kiyotaka completely ignored Kikyo's emotions, speaking as if to himself.

Kikyo refused to let it end like this. Still disheveled, she moved closer to Kiyotaka.

"Kiyotaka~ This isn't like you. You don't need to hold back with me~ I can take anything."

Her voice was dripping with seduction, but all she got in return was Kiyotaka's contemptuous smile.

"You must have misjudged me, and overestimated yourself."

Kiyotaka shook his head in exasperation.

"My impulse only comes once. If your heart isn't with me afterward, I won't feel anything for you."

Kikyo's face fell as if struck by a thunderbolt. She cast a resentful glance at Kiyotaka before quickly composing herself.

She slowly and deliberately straightened her clothes, then gave Kiyotaka a sweet smile.

"Kiyotaka~ We'll see about that."

With that, Kikyo turned and left Kiyotaka's room.

"Sigh, troublesome things just keep piling up—at this rate, how am I supposed to conquer Kikyo?"

"Answer: All conquest targets are personnel within the academy. If the target ceases to be academy personnel, the target is automatically invalidated."

The voice in his mind gave a timely answer.

"You mean expulsion? How is that any different from what Kikyo herself does... Forget it, I'll take it one step at a time. Let's deal with Sudo's issue first."

The truth wasn't as ruthless as Kiyotaka made it sound; resolving things in the best possible way was naturally ideal. After all, he wasn't the type to be heartless. Unless forced, Kiyotaka wouldn't resort to extreme measures—the road ahead was long and arduous.

What Kiyotaka didn't know was that after he left the room, Kikyo's expression turned utterly grim.

"If I can't have you, no one else will!"

After staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, Kiyotaka sat up and called Horikita over.

Before long, Horikita pushed the door open. Her usual cold, aloof expression vanished the moment she saw Kiyotaka, replaced by a radiant smile as she threw herself into his arms.

"Kiyotaka, what did you call me for?"

Seeing Horikita, Kiyotaka's restless mood eased considerably. He was growing fonder of stroking her hair, and he did so as he spoke.

"Nothing, I just missed you."

Hearing this, Horikita looked up, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at Kiyotaka. She playfully stuck out her tongue and teased.

"I missed you too, but you clearly have something on your mind. Even if your face is always expressionless, I can still tell!"

Kiyotaka chuckled, his large hand giving her chest a firm squeeze, drawing a coquettish protest from Horikita before he continued.

"The second ruling is in a week, but no matter the outcome, we'll be implicated. The only way now is to get Class C to drop the charges."

Horikita understood that well enough, but saying it was easy—doing it was another matter. She sighed helplessly.

"The one in charge of Class C is Ryuen. He rules the whole class with an iron fist. This incident was most likely his doing. Getting them to drop the charges... it's tough."

Hearing this, a faint smile crept onto Kiyotaka's lips, a glint of light flickering in his eyes.

"It's fine. As long as we act first and don't give Ryuen a chance to react, that's all it takes."

Horikita looked at him with confusion, but being sharp, she didn't ask. She was waiting, anticipating what miraculous power Kiyotaka might wield to turn things around.

For now, though, Horikita craved his presence. Kiyotaka satisfied her thoroughly, and after resting a while, the two left together.

They first went to an electronics store to buy several cameras, then headed to the teaching building where Sudo's fight had taken place, installing them in a few hidden corners.

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the right moment."

Having finished everything, Kiyotaka dusted off his hands. He'd already sent Horikita to invite Ishizaki and his two companions from Class C. By his estimate, they should be arriving soon.

Sure enough, before long, Kiyotaka heard scattered footsteps. He brushed off the dust and stood up.

"If you've got something to say, say it fast. We don't have time to waste with you."

The moment he saw Kiyotaka, Ishizaki—his face still wrapped in bandages—spoke harshly, his tone dripping with impatience.

"I called you here because of Sudo from our class."

"Tch, what's there to say? Your class's Sudo beat the three of us black and blue. Can't you see our faces? The wounds haven't even healed yet. He's definitely getting expelled!"

Kiyotaka calmly fixed his gaze on the three, then slowly revealed a faint, enigmatic smile.

"Oh? Are you sure that's the truth?"

Ishizaki's momentum faltered for a moment, then he barked loudly.

"What are you implying? You think we're slandering him?"

"I think you'd better look up first."

At Kiyotaka's words, Ishizaki looked up and saw a camera blinking red directly above their heads.

The discovery left Ishizaki stunned.

"How..."

"You're all pretty stupid. How could a teaching building this important not have cameras? The school isn't stepping in because they want us to handle it ourselves, but did you really think no one knew what you did?"

Kiyotaka looked at Ishizaki and his group, speaking without mercy.

"What do we do? Doesn't this mean everything we did is known? We were just defending ourselves—that'd only get us a reprimand—but now it's expulsion!"

One of the trio said in panic.

Ishizaki clenched his fists tightly, then turned to Kiyotaka.

"What exactly do you want?!"

Watching his prey walk step by step into the trap, Kiyotaka's expression remained calm.

"If the second ruling starts, no matter what the truth is, both sides will fight to the bitter end. In the end, all four of us might get expelled... Is that what you want?"

Kiyotaka looked down at Ishizaki and the others, asking slowly.

The three of them were on the verge of breaking down inside. They had only gone along with this because of Ryuen's violent coercion, and now it was leading to expulsion—how could they accept that?

Seeing their expressions gradually shift to panic, Kiyotaka let out a barely perceptible sneer, then spoke.

"This matter... it was you who filed the complaint, wasn't it?"

In his panic, Ishizaki heard Kiyotaka's voice and immediately nodded.

"Yes, it was us."

"In that case, as long as you withdraw the complaint and we get our stories straight—if our accounts match, even the school will have no choice. That way, none of us will have to drop out. What do you think?"

These words gave the three desperate students a glimmer of hope. After hesitating for a moment, they finally nodded.

"Alright, it's settled!"

"Pleasure working with you."

Kiyotaka's expression remained cold throughout, as if everything was going exactly as he had anticipated.

Just as Kiyotaka had predicted, the three from Class C—Ishizaki and his group—withdrew their complaint. After the Student Council cross-checked both sides' statements multiple times, they declared the case closed and issued all four a warning for disrupting Student Council operations. But this was already a stroke of luck.

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Chapter 18: Summer Vacation Locker Room Plan

"Kiyotaka, you're amazing. Hmm..."

Inside Horikita's room, Horikita and Kiyotaka were locked in fierce battle. Horikita, like a water snake, was frantically demanding more.

Kiyotaka, while commanding his vanguard general in a fierce assault, chuckled.

"What's amazing? I feel like I didn't do much in handling that matter—you were the one running around. Sudo even asked me specifically if you were the one who helped."

Hearing this, Horikita shot Kiyotaka a seductive, reproachful glare and arched herself back as far as she could.

"You're annoying. Obviously that's not what I meant. I'm dying here!"

The battle between the two gradually reached its conclusion, ending with Horikita conceding defeat due to exhaustion.