If You Want to Know, Give Something First.

"I told Hirata you were the one who figured it out for two reasons: I didn't want the trouble, and you needed allies, didn't you?"

"So you did it for me...?"

Kiyotaka smiled at Horikita's incredulous look.

"Don't stop! Who else would I have done it for?"

Surprise had made Horikita stop moving. At his reminder, she could only resume her efforts.

Her long, fair legs moved around him. The position took a great deal of strength to hold, and her face flushed with embarrassment and the unfamiliar sensation.

"Then how did you know they were the cardholders?"

Horikita asked curiously.

"On the first day, I saw Katsuragi standing at the entrance to the base with the Ghost Card. But Ichinose said Katsuragi was extremely cautious, so he wouldn't make such a basic mistake. That meant someone else had decided to claim the territory without asking him. The person beside him, Yahiko, had to be the cardholder.

As for Class C, when we went to scout them, I saw a walkie-talkie on the table. Ibuki had one in her bag, too. If Ryuen wanted to direct her, he had to remain on the island. That told me who held the cards for both classes."

Horikita listened to Kiyotaka's analysis in stunned silence, and her movements stopped again.

Kiyotaka stood on the bed, held her head, and slowly filled her mouth.

"Mmph!"

Horikita bit him hard to vent her frustration. But when she thought of everything he had done for her, her heart softened, and her tongue began to move gently around him.

Just then, Kiyotaka's door opened again, and a bashful Airi and Kikyo came in.

"Oh! Did we come at a bad time? Should I come back later?"

Kikyo stuck out her tongue playfully.

At the sight of them, Horikita pulled away in embarrassment. Unwilling to be the only one flustered, she got off the bed, dragged them over, and pinned them down on either side of her.

"Ah! Suzune, what are you doing?"

"Hee-hee, are you that impatient, Suzune?"

Horikita's actions drew startled cries and teasing from Airi and Kikyo.

But when Horikita reached for their breasts, their voices turned to pleading.

Kiyotaka watched the three of them wrestle with keen interest. He pulled Airi free, leaving Horikita and Kikyo to their squabble.

Airi had just breathed a sigh of relief at being rescued, only to find she had fallen into an even deeper trap.

Kiyotaka laid a hand on her ample breasts, feeling their remarkable softness.

"Mmm... Kiyotaka, don't..."

Airi went limp in his arms. Her lips parted and closed without her realizing it, and she gazed at him through half-lidded eyes.

Unable to resist her inviting lips, Kiyotaka kissed her. When they parted, a fine strand of saliva stretched between them.

Watching Kiyotaka and Airi, Horikita and Kikyo grew hazy-eyed too, then crawled toward him from either side.

In the end, Kikyo and Horikita settled on either side of Kiyotaka, while Airi rode atop him.

Kiyotaka's hands roamed over Kikyo and Horikita.

They slid down their flat stomachs, seeking the wet places below.

For a while, their voices mingled with the sounds of their movements.

"Ah... Kiyotaka, what are you doing?"

Kiyotaka's fingers turned and teased, sending a strange sensation through every part of Horikita and Kikyo.

Each twist left his hands wetter than before.

Only those caught in it knew how good it felt.

Airi soon gave out. Ordinarily, that would have meant surrendering to Kiyotaka, but today there were three of them to face him.

They took turns, one stepping in whenever another grew tired. Kiyotaka did not leave the bed all afternoon.

Yet they had still underestimated him. Once all three were exhausted, Kiyotaka rolled over and took control, leaving them helpless and crying out.

"Kiyotaka, I really can't anymore. Let me go."

"Please, Kiyotaka... I'm going to die. Don't..."

"Kiyotaka, Kiyotaka, enough. No... Mmm..."

In the end, the three gathered around Kiyotaka and satisfied him before he finally let them rest.

They lay sprawled across the bed, too spent to care how they looked.

"If even that wasn't enough, what are we supposed to do?"

Airi's face was flushed, and warmth radiated from her as she spoke softly.

"What can we do? There are already three of us. One more wouldn't make much difference."

Horikita gave a cold snort and pinched Kiyotaka.

Kikyo flicked out her tongue, savoring the memory with a sultry look.

"There might be a fourth soon. Ibuki was walking strangely the other day."

"What?"

Even gentle Airi bristled like a startled kitten and pounced on Kiyotaka.

But the difference in strength was too great. In the end, Horikita and the other two left the room hungry and hurried to the dining hall to recover their energy.

If anyone had been able to see through their clothes, they would have found love bites all over the three of them, especially on their breasts.

Chapter 43: If You Want to Know, Pay First

After the three left, Kiyotaka felt hungry too. He cleaned himself up and went to the dining hall.

The moment the three saw him, they ducked their heads over their food like mice spotting a cat, not daring to meet his eyes.

Kiyotaka did not approach them. He picked up some food and found a seat elsewhere.

"Ayanokoji, can we talk?"

As he ate, Kiyotaka heard someone speak beside him. He looked up to find Honami Ichinose standing there with a charming smile.

He glanced around and saw that Horikita and the other two had already disappeared. After using so much energy, they had probably gone back to rest.

"Sure. You're eating this late too?"

Kiyotaka answered calmly.

Ichinose sat down and smiled sweetly.

"So are you. Class D did amazingly well this time. How did you do it?"

Kiyotaka paused mid-bite, then carried on eating.

"I don't know. Hirata said Horikita figured it out. Why don't you ask her?"

Ichinose did not believe him and tried another approach.

"Come on, Ayanokoji. I know you're the one pulling the strings in Class D, aren't you?"

She felt a little nervous as she asked. She had no evidence, but her instincts told her Ayanokoji was no ordinary person. He was too ordinary—so much so that it felt unnatural.

Kiyotaka smiled. He set down his utensils and slowly turned his golden eyes toward Ichinose.

"Ichinose, do you remember what I told you at Water World? Are you ready for that?"

"Wh—"

Ichinose suddenly remembered. Kiyotaka had said their first encounter was a warning: if she stayed curious about him, the consequence would cost her the most precious thing she had.

At the thought, her face went red. She still remembered the heat and yearning she had felt then.

She sprang up like a startled rabbit, but one question still troubled her. Forcing herself to remain calm, she said,

"Ayanokoji, I have one last question. I hope you'll answer it."

Seeing her expression, Kiyotaka decided to hear her out.

"Go ahead."

"Is your goal Class A?"

Kiyotaka stood and walked away. As he passed Ichinose, he said,

"If you want to know, pay first."

Ichinose watched him go, torn between confusion and hesitation.

Ayanokoji, what kind of person are you? You seem so mysterious... and so dangerous.

Once the exam ended, the cruise ship became a place of celebration.

Even Kiyotaka was relaxing on deck, enjoying the sea breeze.

Kikyo appeared from nowhere and mysteriously tugged him toward a room.

After closing the door, she gave him a seductive smile.

"Kiyotaka, close your eyes. I found something especially fun."

Though he had no idea what it was, Kiyotaka played along and closed his eyes.

After a bout of rustling, Kikyo told him to look.

"All right, Kiyotaka. You can open your eyes."

Kiyotaka opened them. Even with his self-control, he found it hard to look away.

Kikyo wore a swimsuit made of little more than a thin string wound around her ample breasts, barely covering her nipples. Below, another string formed a thong with a tiny bow at the front.

Kikyo pressed her breasts together with both hands, traced circles over the bow, and stuck out her tongue.

"Kiyotaka... do you want a taste of me?"

Kikyo had never hidden what she wanted. Since giving herself over to Kiyotaka, she had grown bolder still.

She knew exactly how to please him. With a simple movement and a teasing invitation, she had already stirred a fire in him.

He pulled her close, and Kikyo fell willingly into his arms.

Fortunately, Kikyo had plenty of cushioning, or the impact would have hurt.

"Mmm... Don't be so impatient, Kiyotaka. Let me."

Kikyo led him to the bed and had him lie down before climbing onto it herself.

From there, Kiyotaka had an unobstructed view. Kikyo lifted one foot and slowly traced circles on his chest.

Then her foot moved lower, releasing him from his clothes. Already aroused by her teasing, he sprang free.

Kikyo giggled seductively at the sight. She stretched out her leg and began to toy with him.

As she tormented Kiyotaka, she traced a finger along her own intimate skin, making every gesture an invitation.

"Mmm..."

A shiver ran through Kikyo.

Then Kiyotaka felt a drop of moisture land on his face. He looked up and saw that Kikyo was dripping.

"Kiyotaka... open your mouth."

Her face was crimson, and her voice came out breathless.

Kiyotaka could no longer hold back. He sat up and sought her with the thirst of a man who had gone days without water.

"Mmm... Don't suck so hard. It feels too good."

Kikyo bit her finger and gazed at him through hazy eyes.

After a while, Kiyotaka wanted more. He stood, lifted one of Kikyo's legs, and nudged the thin string aside.

Like a missile operator, Kiyotaka carefully lined himself up, then thrust forward!

He entered her in one motion.

"Ah! You're filling me up!"