Curiosity Can Kill the Cat

"Then come here."

Kiyotaka beckoned Ibuki over.

Though puzzled, Ibuki did as she was told and walked over.

When Ibuki reached Kiyotaka, he simply looked at her coldly and said,

"Kneel and eat. If you do, I'll tell you."

"Eat? Eat what?"

Ibuki asked in confusion, but as her gaze dropped, she immediately spotted something conspicuous.

She cried out at once.

"Are you crazy? You want me to eat that?"

Ibuki stared at Kiyotaka in disbelief. Remembering that strange, overstuffed feeling from last time, she wondered how she could possibly fit it in her mouth. Wouldn't it split her open?

At the thought, a strange warmth welled up inside her, and she couldn't help pressing her thighs together.

"Those are my terms. It's up to you whether you do it or not. If you don't want to, just leave my room. I won't force you."

Kiyotaka lay back on the sofa and closed his eyes, speaking indifferently.

"You!"

Ibuki was furious, but an unfamiliar voice kept circling in her mind.

"Give in to him. Serve him, and you'll get everything you want. He's worth it."

Ibuki wrestled with herself, but in the end, the nameless voice persuaded her. Perhaps some part of her wanted Kiyotaka, too.

With that thought, Ibuki slowly knelt.

Now that she was free, Ibuki had encountered him again. Last time, she'd only caught a fleeting glimpse, but this time he was right in front of her in all his glory.

"This is just too..."

Ibuki swallowed with difficulty and murmured to herself.

She slowly reached out, her hand trembling as she moved toward Kiyotaka. Her heart pounded like a startled fawn.

She opened her mouth and compared it to his size.

"How is this even possible?"

Ibuki asked in dismay.

Kiyotaka was amused by her muttering, but he kept his expression composed and lay there without saying a word.

At last, Ibuki slowly took him into her mouth. Just as she'd expected, he filled it completely. A faint salty, fishy taste filled her mouth, and though it was mild, Ibuki couldn't help frowning.

"Now... what do you want me to do?"

Ibuki mumbled, looking at Kiyotaka.

"Figure it out yourself."

Kiyotaka replied coolly without turning his head.

That made Ibuki so angry she bit down hard.

Kiyotaka winced in pain and sat up at once. Seeing Ibuki's defiant expression, his anger flared.

"Mmph!"

A feeling of suffocation and discomfort overwhelmed Ibuki's senses. She struggled to get up, but Kiyotaka held her down firmly, leaving her unable to move.

With no other choice, she looked at him pleadingly.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

Kiyotaka asked calmly.

Ibuki nodded like a bobblehead.

Only then did Kiyotaka release her.

"Ha—cough, cough, cough."

Ibuki quickly lifted her head, gulping in air as she coughed violently.

Kiyotaka paid her no mind and lay back on the sofa, closing his eyes again.

After coughing for a while, Ibuki finally felt the discomfort pass. She glared resentfully at Kiyotaka, who was lying there, and muttered a few words before reluctantly burying her head again. This time, she didn't dare provoke him; she simply did her best to please him, though she was inexperienced.

It was hard to avoid knocking her teeth against him, which made Kiyotaka feel pain.

He could only frown and open his eyes.

"Get up."

Ibuki was still trying her best. At his words, she looked confused for a moment before understanding.

Though Kiyotaka was clearly pushing his luck, she couldn't bring herself to resist.

She quietly stood up, then hesitated before leaning over the sofa.

Because Ibuki was trained in martial arts, her figure was perfectly proportioned.

As she leaned over the sofa, her beautiful curves were on full display.

And because of her position, she was completely exposed to Kiyotaka's gaze.

He ran his hands over her for a while, then roughly took her from behind as Ibuki let out a pained cry.

"Why does it still hurt so much?"

Ibuki had thought that since it wasn't her first time, it wouldn't hurt again. But the moment he entered her, she realized how wrong she'd been.

The pain was unbearable, and Ibuki cried out.

But Kiyotaka didn't hesitate. He moved like a machine, paying no attention to Ibuki's cries of pain and pleasure.

Gradually, Ibuki got used to it. The pain faded from her voice, replaced by one moan after another.

On the sofa, Ibuki held herself rigid like a little cat. Just as she felt she couldn't take any more, Kiyotaka stopped.

Ibuki let out a long breath, thinking it was over.

But Kiyotaka immediately wrapped an arm around her waist from behind, lifted her, and tossed her onto the bed in just a few steps.

Now Ibuki could see Kiyotaka instead of having him behind her.

Seeing the amusement in his eyes, Ibuki felt an overwhelming sense of shame. The worst part was that, while she felt so embarrassed, her body kept urging Kiyotaka on.

Kiyotaka could feel Ibuki squirming, but he simply watched her without moving.

Feeling her body grow restless, Ibuki couldn't stand it any longer. In a voice as faint as a mosquito's, she whispered,

"Are you... going to move or not?"

"What? I can't hear you."

Kiyotaka's smug expression infuriated Ibuki, and she bit down on his shoulder.

Afterward, a clear row of bloody tooth marks stood out on Kiyotaka's shoulder. But to Kiyotaka, who had thick skin and a sturdy build, it felt like nothing more than a tickle.

Yet when Ibuki saw the marks, she felt a pang of concern. She touched them and whispered,

"Sorry... I didn't mean to."

When Kiyotaka heard Ibuki apologize, his body began moving violently.

Caught off guard by the sudden thrusts, Ibuki cried out. The intense sensations overwhelmed her, and she instinctively wrapped both arms tightly around Kiyotaka's neck, using him for support as she did her best to match his movements.

Ibuki's cries rang out. Even her athletic body couldn't withstand Kiyotaka's assault, and after countless rounds, she could only surrender.

"Stop! I have no strength left."

As Ibuki cried out, they both climaxed.

Ibuki lay limp on the bed, panting. She no longer had the strength to resist Kiyotaka as he ravaged her.

Only after leaving red marks all over her did Kiyotaka finally stop, satisfied.

"Now I can tell you. I was the one who broke it, and I was the one who set the fire."

So it really was him. Though Ibuki had already suspected as much, hearing Kiyotaka admit it still came as a shock.

At the same time, her heart sank. She'd had to do all this to get the answer she wanted. What was this supposed to mean?

"What, aren't you satisfied with my answer?"

Kiyotaka asked as he watched Ibuki fall silent.

Ibuki shook her head slightly.

"No. I just think I'm ridiculous. I had to go this far to get the answer I wanted. I feel useless."

Kiyotaka raised Ibuki's chin and looked into her eyes with his golden ones.

"Do you want to be mine and work for me?"

"Work for you? What could I do?"

Ibuki gave a self-deprecating smile.

"You came here, so I assume you're dissatisfied with Ryuen of Class C. Or—let me guess—you even want to bring him down. Am I right?"

Ibuki stared at Kiyotaka in shock. She felt as if he'd laid bare every little secret in her heart.

"You..."

She was so surprised that she lost her words and didn't know how to answer.

"You don't have to deny it. Ryuen is one of my targets, too. He's blocking my path forward. If I want to advance to Class A, he's one of the obstacles in my way."

Kiyotaka's calm words sent a chill through Ibuki.

"What... what should I do?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ibuki finally gathered her resolve and asked.

"You?"

Kiyotaka studied Ibuki with a playful look, then considered it for a moment.

"When you get back, come to my room every day. Once you've completely submitted to me, I'll tell you what to do."

At his words, Ibuki understood the position she was in and why Kiyotaka wanted her to come to his room.

But for some reason, the way he treated her made her feel a little relieved. It was as if she'd already taken a big step forward.

After hesitating for a moment, Ibuki looked at Kiyotaka and replied,

"Fine. I hope you keep your word."

"Don't worry. I have my own standards. Once I know you've completely submitted to me, I won't let you down. I might even have you transfer to Class D and help you advance with us, if you trust me."

Ibuki felt she was walking step by step toward an abyss. Yet that abyss brought her light and warmth. Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she smiled at Kiyotaka.

"I trust you."

Chapter 47: Curiosity Can Kill the Cat

Seeing Ibuki smile, Kiyotaka smiled too.

"You look a lot better smiling than when you're scowling like someone owes you a few million."

Ibuki froze. After a long moment, she gave a soft snort.

"None of your business!"

"Have you rested enough?"

Kiyotaka suddenly asked.

"What? Huh? No way. Again?"

By the time Ibuki left Kiyotaka's room, it was almost one in the afternoon.

Though she felt exhausted as she left, she was strangely content. Even with her voice hoarse, she couldn't help humming as she returned to her room.

At two in the afternoon, Kiyotaka and the three Horikitas met up without a hitch. Once they had gathered, they all went to the KTV room they'd agreed on.