The True Cult: Welcome to Paradise of Freedom

This sentence struck Kiyotaka's heart like a heavy hammer, stirring a rare surge of anger within him. He grabbed Chabashira by the collar and demanded, "Are you even fit to be a teacher like this?"

Chabashira looked at Kiyotaka calmly.

"Give me your answer now. Promotion or expulsion?"

Kiyotaka suppressed his inner rage, released Chabashira, and said, "Someday, you'll regret using me."

With that, Kiyotaka turned and left. This unequal deal was barely struck.

"Kiyotaka, where did you go just now? I've been looking for you for ages."

As soon as he exited the theater, Kiyotaka reached the deck to feel the sea breeze, and Airi's soft, sticky voice sounded from behind him.

"Airi? What's up with you looking for me?"

Kiyotaka softened the sharpness in his eyes as he turned to look at Airi and asked.

"Nothing really. The school rarely brings us on such a luxurious cruise for a vacation, so I thought I'd have some fun with you." Airi naturally leaned in beside Kiyotaka, both of them enjoying the oncoming sea breeze.

Luxurious? Kiyotaka stared ahead. Indeed, the Hope was a massive luxury cruise liner, with restaurants offering a wide variety of food, a large theater, all sorts of entertainment facilities, and even private services like spas fully available. If it were a private trip, it probably wouldn't cost less than a hundred or two hundred thousand...

"Kiyotaka, why do you think the school is so generous with us, letting everything on this ship be free to use?"

Airi rested her chin on her hand, watching Kikyo and a few others playing in the pool below, surrounded by boys amazed by Kikyo's ball skills, and asked curiously.

"Who knows... Maybe the school's showing some mercy to reward us."

"Kiyotaka, you're so annoying, teasing me like that!"

Seeing Kiyotaka leave, Airi pouted and grumbled as she walked away.

After Kiyotaka left, Kikyo, who had been playing in the pool, suddenly seemed to lose interest, got out of the water, and put on her jacket.

"Kikyo, where are you going?" one of the girls playing with her asked.

"Sorry, sorry. You guys keep playing. I'm a bit tired."

Kikyo replied with a sweet smile.

On the way back to their rooms, Kiyotaka and Airi ran into Horikita. Horikita snorted coldly at Kiyotaka and pulled Airi away elsewhere.

Airi could only glance back at Kiyotaka apologetically. Clearly, Horikita was still holding a grudge over Kiyotaka's behavior toward them a few days ago.

Kiyotaka shrugged indifferently and returned to his room to rest.

But he hadn't been lying down long before a knock came at the door.

"Coming."

Kiyotaka replied flatly, got up, and opened the door. To his surprise, it was Kikyo.

"Kiyotaka... Can I come in?"

Wearing a red bikini with a thin jacket over it, Kikyo looked at Kiyotaka with a pitiful expression.

Kiyotaka was silent for a moment, then stepped aside. He went straight back to lie on the bed, and Kikyo quickly entered the room, closing the door behind her.

"What's the matter?" Kiyotaka asked coldly, looking at Kikyo.

"Kiyotaka, why are you so cold to me..."

With that, Kikyo took off her white jacket and spun around in place, asking, "Look, do you like this swimsuit on me?"

"It's pretty nice. Weren't a lot of guys staring at you just now?"

Kikyo was taken aback, then said with a hint of delight, "Kiyotaka, were you watching me?"

Excited, Kikyo lunged at him, and Kiyotaka felt his entire face suddenly engulfed by fullness.

Without mercy, he grabbed her with his big hand and pushed her away, saying, "No, Airi saw it."

But Kikyo was completely unself-conscious, even starting to enjoy Kiyotaka's rough treatment.

"Kiyotaka... I want that too!"

Kiyotaka had Kikyo's nature figured out thoroughly. He immediately let go, turned around, closed his eyes, and rested.

Feeling the oppressive sensation suddenly vanish, Kikyo pouted in disappointment, then coiled around Kiyotaka like a water snake.

"Kiyotaka, just pay attention to me, okay? Let's do something fun, alright?"

Before Kiyotaka could answer, someone else knocked on the door.

Seeing this, Kikyo grabbed her jacket and hid under the table covered with a tablecloth. Kiyotaka watched her actions speechlessly, then went to open the door.

"It's Hirata. What's up?"

"Can I come in and talk?" Hirata Yosuke asked with a smile.

Kiyotaka hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside, entering first himself. He grabbed a chair and sat directly behind the table where Kikyo was hiding.

Hirata didn't seem to mind. He walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Ayanokoji, we're having a gathering later. Would you like to join us?" Hirata's face always bore a warm smile as he spoke gently to Kiyotaka.

"I'll pass. I'm not that close with them."

"Ayanokoji, don't you think this is a good chance to communicate with everyone?" Hirata persisted.

"I'll have to decline, Hirata. I don't need anyone's pity. Sometimes being alone is fine."

Hirata fell silent for a moment, then looked directly at Kiyotaka and said, "Ayanokoji, actually, there's something I want to discuss with you."

Chapter 27: Kikyo in Hiding

"Discuss?" Kiyotaka asked, a hint of confusion in his eyes as he looked at Hirata.

Just then, Kiyotaka felt the tablecloth lift slightly. A mischievous little hand slowly freed his dragon.

Kikyo's small head then peeked out, giving Kiyotaka a smile that said "thanks for the treat," before she began to savor her meal.

Before Kiyotaka could react, Hirata's voice continued.

"Yes. I want you to help me connect with Horikita. For Class D to grow strong, we need to unite, and Horikita is an indispensable part of that."

Feeling the waves of suction, Kiyotaka couldn't help but clench his fists. He kept his expression calm as he spoke to Hirata.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be faster to just talk to Horikita directly?"

Ring, ring.

Just as Hirata was about to continue, his terminal rang and vibrated incessantly.

"Can you not answer it?" Kiyotaka asked.

"Sorry, it's time. Let's talk another time."

With that, Hirata left the room and closed the door.

Kiyotaka let out a long breath and yanked out Kikyo, who had been enjoying herself thoroughly.

"Mmm, why did it end so fast?" Kikyo asked, sucking on her fingers.

Unable to tolerate this lawless woman any longer, Kiyotaka threw her onto the bed and skillfully tossed her bikini aside.

To his surprise, Kikyo was already soaking wet. He had no trouble finding his way straight to the heart of the matter.

The room's soundproofing was excellent. No matter how wanton the sounds inside, not a single noise leaked out.

A brutal revenge was underway. Ruthless strikes made Kikyo beg for mercy nonstop.

"Kiyotaka... no, I can't take it! Ah!"

But Kiyotaka showed no tenderness for Kikyo's actions. Even as her tongue lolled out and she gasped for air, even as her whole body trembled uncontrollably, his lashing showed no sign of stopping.

Only when Kiyotaka himself had vented his frustration did the assault on Kikyo finally cease.

"Wah wah wah, I'm dying, I'm dying..."

At that moment, Kikyo lay sobbing on the bed, her body shivering incessantly, a truly pitiful sight.

After a long while, Kikyo recovered slightly. She patted her slightly swollen, well-fed belly, then seductively used her toes to tease Kiyotaka, who was sitting nearby.

"Kiyotaka~ If I truly give myself to you, will you satisfy me like this every day?"

Kiyotaka glanced at her and said, "No. I don't just have you. Think it over carefully. If you can't accept that, you'd better disappear from my sight starting now."

"Boo hoo, Kiyotaka is so cold. You devour me completely, then say such heartless things."

As she spoke, Kikyo crawled over and provocatively teased his dragon again.

"But this taste... it makes me so addicted."

Kiyotaka naturally wouldn't indulge Kikyo's provocations. In the end, she spent the entire afternoon wailing in the room—starting with full-throated cries and ending with feeble whimpers. After crying for so long, she should have been hungry, but strangely enough, her belly was round, as if she'd eaten a great deal.

No one knows exactly what happened, but in the end, Kikyo fled the room. Before running out, she left behind one sentence:

"If it's at this intensity, I'll think about it. Kiyotaka~"

Kiyotaka had gradually grown used to Kikyo's sharp tongue. From the start, his goal in communicating with her had been to "convince" her through this method.

So he wasn't in a hurry. He didn't care about the little schemes Kikyo might pull behind his back, because aside from adding a bit of amusement to his boring days, they meant nothing.

For now, this was fine. Kikyo's rebelliousness added plenty of fun to his conquest plan.

"Mmm, that feels so good. A little harder, yeah, right there."

"Hoshinomiya-sensei, you just came here for a spa treatment, there's no need to go this far, is there?"

Honami Ichinose looked helplessly at her homeroom teacher, who was lying naked beside her, occasionally making strange sounds.

"Ahaha, sorry, sorry. An old woman's bones get stiff, and I can't help but moan when they loosen up. What were you saying just now?"

Ichinose sighed and said, "Sakayanagi and Katsuragi of Class A have already split the class into two factions. The two of them are clearly the pillars that Class A needs to watch out for most.

As for Class C, it's Ryuen's absolute rule by violence. Although there are a few who don't obey Ryuen, they can't stir up any waves."

Seeing that there was no follow-up, Hoshinomiya stretched lazily and asked, "What about Class D? Haven't you looked into them much? I hear there's someone called Ayanokoji Kiyotaka who's quite interesting."

"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka... him. I haven't looked into him much."

At the mention of Kiyotaka's name, Ichinose's face inexplicably flushed, and then she stammered.

"Well, well, just do as you see fit. With you in Class B, this teacher is very reassured."

"Sensei, please don't say such irresponsible things with such a straight face, alright?"

"Hmm? Hmm-hmm..."

The extremely comfortable massage technique caused Hoshinomiya to grow drowsy, and she only answered Ichinose's question with a couple of random words in her stupor. Watching this, Ichinose could only sigh silently.

Three leisurely days passed like this. During these three days, the first-years immersed themselves in enjoyment, forgetting everything else.

But early on the fourth morning, everyone still asleep heard the broadcast ring out.

"Attention all students and staff. Dress immediately and assemble on the deck."

Hearing this repeated broadcast, Kiyotaka's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked out the window and noticed that the cruise ship had unknowingly anchored near a huge island.

"Is the school about to make its move..."