"Of course. I told you that from the very beginning."
At that, Kikyo gave a bitter smile, then shoved Kiyotaka into the room and locked the door behind them.
She began demanding his attention with greedy abandon. Only when she started to feel breathless did she finally pull away.
Kikyo's face was flushed, a trace of saliva at the corner of her mouth. When she saw that Kiyotaka remained unmoved, her shoulders began to tremble, and soon she was laughing in a sultry, wicked way.
"Hehehe. Kiyotaka, is this how you always treat women? Still, I quite like it. Now let's make a deal—a deal about your and Horikita's futures."
As she spoke, Kikyo held up a memory card.
"This has the full recording of your classroom showdown with Horikita. If you satisfy me, I'll give it to you..."
Kikyo licked her lips suggestively and reached out to tease Kiyotaka before continuing.
"Of course, you can refuse. But if this video gets passed around the school tomorrow, I won't know who's responsible."
Kiyotaka continued to look at Kikyo calmly, an unusual glint in his golden eyes.
"You're as two-faced as ever. You'll stop at nothing to satisfy your desires."
"Hehehe, thanks for the compliment. I can't help it—you gave me a taste of what I wanted, and now I can't get enough. It's all your fault, Kiyotaka. So, what do you say? Are you taking the deal or not?"
Kikyo looked at him with a provocative gaze tinged with anticipation.
Kiyotaka let out a soft sigh. That devious woman was always scheming, but sometimes a scheme could prove to be a useful trump card.
Kiyotaka's gaze grew colder. As Kikyo stared into his golden eyes, time seemed to slow, and an invisible pressure settled over her.
"Nicely made up. Too bad there are still holes in your story."
At Kiyotaka's matter-of-fact words, Kikyo froze as if she'd been struck by lightning.
But the expression vanished in an instant, and she gave a coy laugh.
"Kiyotaka, just tell me whether you're taking the deal. There's no point trying to get information out of me. It won't work."
Kiyotaka finally rose from his chair and slowly walked up to Kikyo, roughly seizing her hand.
Kikyo wasn't intimidated. Instead, she licked her lips provocatively and undid two buttons, revealing the curve of her chest.
"I'll take the deal, but the terms have changed."
Kikyo blinked.
"Let's hear them."
"You don't need to fool me. I know there's nothing on that memory card. From now on, I want you to work for me. That's all. You have your desires, and I have my needs. It's just a transaction. What do you say?"
What the Truth Really Was
When she heard Kiyotaka's terms, Kikyo burst out laughing.
"Ha ha ha! Kiyotaka, you really are determined to use me. Does that mean I'm useful to you? Hmm?"
As she spoke, she lifted Kiyotaka's chin and sneered.
Kiyotaka had no desire to waste more words on a woman like her. He held her in place with one hand and reached through her unfastened shirt with the other.
"Ah..."
Kiyotaka's touch was rough, and the pain drew a soft murmur from Kikyo.
"Kiyotaka, you're being too rough."
But Kikyo wasn't afraid. If anything, his actions stirred a strange sense of anticipation in her.
Just as Kikyo was eagerly waiting for him to do something more, Kiyotaka withdrew his hand and calmly returned to his chair, watching her in silence.
The unexpected turn of events left Kikyo rooted to the spot.
"Why?"
Kikyo couldn't understand. The desire he'd stirred in her was burning through her, yet he had casually returned to his chair. The sudden change left her feeling almost frantic.
"Nothing. I'm tired. If you have nothing else, leave."
Kiyotaka completely ignored Kikyo's feelings and spoke as if to himself.
Unwilling to let things end there, Kikyo approached Chen Xie with her clothes still disheveled.
"Kiyotaka... You're not usually like this. You don't have to hold back with me. I can take anything."
Kikyo's voice was irresistibly seductive, but all she got in return was Kiyotaka's scornful smile.
"You've got the wrong idea about me. You think too highly of yourself."
Kiyotaka shook his head helplessly.
"My desire only comes once. If your heart isn't with me after that, I won't feel anything for you."
Kiyotaka's words struck Kikyo like a bolt from the blue. She gave him a resentful look, then quickly regained her composure.
She slowly straightened her clothes and smiled sweetly at Kiyotaka.
"Kiyotaka... We'll see about that."
With that, Kikyo turned and left Kiyotaka's room.
"Ugh, one troublesome thing after another. How am I supposed to win Kikyo over like this?"
"Response: All targets are members of the academy. If a target ceases to belong to the academy, that target will automatically be disqualified."
The voice in his mind gave him an answer at just the right moment.
"So, expulsion? How is that any different from Kikyo's own situation... Forget it. I'll take things as they come. First, I'll deal with Sudo's problem."
In truth, Kiyotaka wasn't as cold as he made himself out to be. The best outcome was always to resolve things peacefully. After all, he wasn't completely heartless. Unless he had no other choice, he wouldn't resort to extreme measures. There was still a long road ahead.
What Kiyotaka didn't know was that Kikyo's face had darkened the moment she left his room.
"If I can't have you, then neither can anyone else!"
After staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, Kiyotaka sat up and called Horikita over.
It wasn't long before Horikita pushed the door open. Her normally cool expression melted as soon as she saw Kiyotaka, and she threw herself into his arms with a radiant smile.
"Kiyotaka, what did you want to see me about?"
Seeing Horikita eased some of Kiyotaka's irritation. Lately, he'd grown fond of stroking their hair. As he did so, he said, "Nothing. I just missed you."
At that, Horikita looked up at Kiyotaka, blinking her eyes playfully. She stuck out her tongue and teased him.
"I missed you too. But you clearly have something on your mind. You may always keep a straight face, but I can tell!"
Kiyotaka chuckled and gave her a rough squeeze, making Horikita let out a coquettish cry. Then he said, "The second hearing is in a week, but no matter what the outcome is, we'll still be dragged into it. The only way out is to get Class C to withdraw the complaint."
Horikita understood, but it was easier said than done. She sighed helplessly.
"Ryuen's in charge of Class C, and he rules the whole class through violence. He was probably behind this whole mess. Getting them to withdraw the complaint won't be easy."
Kiyotaka smiled at that, a faint glimmer in his eyes.
"It's fine. We just need to act first and leave Ryuen no time to react."
Horikita looked at Kiyotaka with confusion, but she was clever enough not to ask. She was waiting to see what miraculous solution he had in mind.
For the time being, Horikita was feeling affectionate. After they'd spent some time together and rested, they headed out.
They first went to an electronics store and bought a few cameras, then went to the school building where Sudo and the others had fought. They installed them in several hidden spots.
"Everything's ready. Now we just need the right opportunity."
After finishing up, Kiyotaka dusted off his hands. He'd already asked Horikita to bring Ishizaki and two others from Class C over. Judging by the time, they should arrive soon.
Sure enough, before long Kiyotaka heard the sound of footsteps. He brushed the dust off and stood up.
"Just say what you want. We don't have time to waste."
As soon as he saw Kiyotaka, Ishizaki—his face still wrapped in bandages—spoke harshly and impatiently.
"I called you here because of Sudo, from my class."
"Tch, what else is there to say? Your Sudo beat the three of us so badly. Just look at our faces! Our injuries still haven't healed. He's definitely getting expelled!"
Kiyotaka calmly studied the three of them, then slowly gave them a strange smile.
"Oh? Are you sure that's the whole truth?"
Ishizaki faltered, then shouted, "What are you getting at? You think we're framing him?"
"I think you should look up first."
At Kiyotaka's words, Ishizaki looked up and saw a camera above them, its red light blinking.
The discovery left Ishizaki stunned.
"How could this be...?"
"You're all pretty stupid. How could a place as important as the school building not have cameras? The school hasn't stepped in because it wants us to resolve things ourselves. But did you really think no one knew what you'd done?"
Kiyotaka spoke without mercy as he looked at the three of them.
"What do we do? Doesn't this mean they know everything we did? We only fought back, so we'd have gotten a punishment. But now we'll be expelled!"
One of the three spoke in a panic.
Ishizaki clenched his fists, then turned to Kiyotaka.
"What do you want?"
As his prey walked straight into the trap, Kiyotaka's expression remained calm.
"If the second hearing goes ahead, no matter what the truth is, both sides will fight until neither can back down. In the end, all four of us could be expelled... Is that what you want?"
Kiyotaka looked down at the three of them and asked quietly.
The three of them were close to breaking down. They'd only done this because Ryuen had forced them with his violence, and now they were facing expulsion. How could they accept that?
Seeing their panic grow, Kiyotaka gave a barely perceptible sneer and continued.
"You were the ones who filed the complaint, right?"
In his panic, Ishizaki hurriedly nodded when he heard Kiyotaka's voice.
"Y-yes. We did."
"Then all you have to do is withdraw it, and we can agree on what to say. As long as our stories match, even the school won't be able to do anything. That way, no one gets expelled. What do you think?"
Those words gave the three desperate boys a glimmer of hope. After hesitating for a while, they finally nodded.
"Fine. It's a deal!"
"Pleasure doing business with you."
Kiyotaka's expression remained cold, as though everything had gone according to plan.
Just as Kiyotaka had expected, the three students from Class C withdrew their complaint. After the Student Council checked both sides' stories several times, it declared the case closed. The four were given warnings for disrupting the Student Council's work, but that was still a blessing.
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The Summer Vacation Locker Room Plan
"Kiyotaka, you're amazing. Ah..."
In Horikita's room, she and Kiyotaka were locked in an intimate embrace, and Horikita clung to him like a water snake, eagerly seeking his affection.
As he took the lead, Kiyotaka laughed and said, "What am I so amazing at? I don't feel like I did much to handle this. You were the one running around doing everything. Sudo even came to ask me whether you were the one who helped him."
At that, Horikita gave Kiyotaka a coy look and arched her back as much as she could.
"You're awful. That's not what I meant at all. I can't take it!"
Their passionate encounter slowly came to an end, with Horikita finally surrendering when she ran out of strength.
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