Welcome to the Paradise of Freedom

"Then come here."

Kiyotaka beckoned to Ibuki, signaling her to approach.

Though puzzled, Ibuki still did as told and walked over.

When Ibuki arrived before Kiyotaka, he merely looked at her coldly and said.

"Kneel. Eat. If you do it, I'll tell you."

"Eat? Eat what?"

Confused, Ibuki first asked, but as her gaze drifted downward, she immediately spotted a conspicuous presence.

She cried out on the spot.

"Have you lost your mind? You want me to eat that?"

Ibuki stared at Kiyotaka in disbelief, recalling that strange, bloated fullness from last time. How could that possibly fit in her mouth? It would stretch her apart!

At that thought, an inexplicable heat flowed through Ibuki's body, and she couldn't help but press her legs together.

"Anyway, that's my condition. Do it or don't, it's up to you. If you don't want to, just leave my room. I'm not forcing you."

Kiyotaka lay directly on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest, speaking with indifference.

"You!"

Ibuki was furious inside, but a nameless voice kept echoing in her mind.

"Submit to him, serve him, and you'll gain everything you desire. He's worth it."

A fierce battle raged within Ibuki's heart, but in the end, she was convinced by that nameless voice—or perhaps, deep in her own thoughts, she also had a need for Kiyotaka?

Having made up her mind, Ibuki slowly knelt down.

With the release, Ibuki met him again. Last time had been just a fleeting glance, but this time, he was fully revealed before her.

"This is too..."

Ibuki swallowed hard, murmuring to herself.

She tentatively reached out a hand, nervously extending it toward Kiyotaka, her heart pounding like a startled deer.

She measured with her mouth, opening and closing it, comparing the size.

"How is this even possible!"

Ibuki asked in distress.

Kiyotaka was amused by Ibuki's muttering, but he kept his expression calm, lying there without a word.

In the end, Ibuki slowly took him in, muffled. As she had expected, she was stuffed full, and a faint, salty, fishy taste instantly filled her mouth. Though the flavor was subtle, Ibuki couldn't help but furrow her brow.

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

Ibuki mumbled the words, her eyes looking toward Kiyotaka.

"Figure it out yourself."

Kiyotaka replied flatly without turning his head.

This infuriated Ibuki so much that she bit down with her silver teeth.

Feeling the pain, Kiyotaka immediately sat up, glaring at Ibuki's defiant expression, his anger flaring.

"Mmph!"

Instantly, a sense of suffocation and foreignness overwhelmed all of Ibuki's senses. She struggled slightly, trying to rise, but Kiyotaka held her firmly down, leaving her unable to move.

Helpless, she could only look at Kiyotaka with pleading eyes.

"Know you were wrong?"

Kiyotaka asked calmly.

Ibuki immediately nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Only then did Kiyotaka release her.

"Ha, cough, cough, cough."

Ibuki quickly lifted her head, gasping for air while coughing violently.

Seeing this, Kiyotaka paid her no mind and lay back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

After coughing for a good while, Ibuki finally felt the discomfort pass. She cast a resentful glance at the reclining Kiyotaka, muttered a few words, and then reluctantly buried her head again. This time, she dared not provoke him, only clumsily trying to please him.

But inevitably, her teeth would occasionally graze him, causing Kiyotaka pain.

He could only frown and open his eyes to say.

"Get up."

Ibuki, still hard at work, was momentarily confused before she snapped out of it.

She looked at Kiyotaka, who was pushing his luck, but couldn't muster any thought of resistance.

She silently stood up, then hesitated before lying down on the sofa.

Because Ibuki was a trained fighter, her body proportions were nearly perfect.

Lying face-down on the sofa like this, her flawless curves were on full display.

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

Kiyotaka rubbed for a moment, then, amid Ibuki's pained cry, began his relentless assault.

"Why does it still hurt so much!"

Ibuki had thought that since it wasn't her first time, there wouldn't be any pain. But the moment he entered, she realized how wrong she was.

The pain made Ibuki cry out, unable to bear it.

Yet Kiyotaka showed no hesitation, moving like a machine, completely indifferent to Ibuki's pained yet pleasured moans.

Gradually, Ibuki adapted to the intensity. The pain in her voice faded, replaced by a continuous stream of wanton sounds.

On the sofa, Ibuki braced herself like a small cat, and just as she felt she couldn't hold on any longer, Kiyotaka's movements stopped.

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

But then Kiyotaka lifted her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist, and carried her to the bed in a few quick steps.

Now Ibuki could no longer see his back; she was facing him directly.

Looking into his mocking eyes, Ibuki felt her shame skyrocket. The infuriating part was that while her heart was so embarrassed, her body was subtly urging Kiyotaka on.

Kiyotaka naturally felt Ibuki's body squirming, but he just stared at her quietly, not moving.

Sensing the restlessness in her body, Ibuki couldn't take it anymore and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

"Just... move already."

"What? I can't hear you."

Ibuki looked at Kiyotaka's infuriating expression, and in her anger, she opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder.

After she bit him, a clear row of bloody teeth marks appeared on Kiyotaka's shoulder, but for someone as thick-skinned as him, it felt like a tickle.

Yet when Ibuki saw it, an inexplicable pang of pity stirred in her heart. She reached out and touched the teeth marks, whispering.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to."

Hearing Ibuki's apology, Kiyotaka's body suddenly began to move vigorously.

Caught off guard by the sudden impact, Ibuki let out a startled cry. Intense stimulation flooded her mind, and instinctively, she wrapped her arms tightly around Kiyotaka's neck, using the leverage to match his rhythm fully.

With cries and moans, even Ibuki's strong physique couldn't withstand Kiyotaka's assault. After countless rounds, she could only surrender in defeat.

"No more! I have no strength left."

With Ibuki's final whimper, both of them reached their peak together.

Ibuki lay weakly on the bed, gasping for breath, unable to muster any resistance against Kiyotaka, who continued to ravage her.

Only after red marks covered her body 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 that was it. Though Ibuki had already suspected it in her heart, hearing Kiyotaka admit it still sent a shock through her.

At the same time, her heart sank. Was this the only way she could get the answers she wanted? What kind of situation was this?

"What, not satisfied with my answer?"

Kiyotaka looked at the silent Ibuki and asked.

Hearing this, Ibuki shook her head slightly.

"No. I just think I'm pathetic. Having to use this method to get the answer I wanted makes me feel useless."

Kiyotaka lifted Ibuki's chin, his golden eyes fixed on her as he spoke.

"Do you want to be my person? Work for me?"

"Work for you? What can I do?"

Ibuki let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"The fact that you're here with me probably means you're dissatisfied with Ryuen of Class C. Or let me make a bold guess—you even want to take him down, don't you?"

Ibuki stared at Kiyotaka in shock, feeling as though all her little schemes had been laid bare.

"You..."

Too stunned to speak, Ibuki was momentarily at a loss for words.

"No need to rush to deny it. One of my goals is also Ryuen. He's blocking my path forward. If I want to advance to Class A, he's one of the obstacles."

Kiyotaka's calm words sent a chill down Ibuki's spine.

"I... what should I do?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ibuki finally made up her mind and asked.

"You?"

Kiyotaka looked at Ibuki with a playful expression, considering for a moment before speaking.

"From now on, come to my room every day until you are completely obedient to me. Then I'll tell you what to do next."

Upon hearing this, Ibuki understood exactly where she stood and what Kiyotaka wanted from her in his room.

Yet strangely, the way Kiyotaka treated her made her breathe a slight sigh of relief inside, as if this counted as a major step forward for her.

So 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. As long as I know you're completely obedient to me, I won't treat you badly. I might even let you transfer to Class D and bring you along to advance. If you trust me."

Ibuki felt like she was walking step by step into an abyss, yet this abyss brought her light and warmth. The furrow between her brows relaxed, and she smiled at Kiyotaka as she said.

"I trust you."

Chapter 47: Curiosity Killed the Cat

Seeing Ibuki's smiling face, Kiyotaka grinned as well.

"That expression is much better than that sour face of yours, like someone owes you millions."

Ibuki froze for a moment, then after a long pause let out a light snort.

"None of your business!"

"Are you rested?"

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 utterly drained when she left, her heart was inexplicably full. Even with her voice hoarse, she couldn't help humming a tune as she returned to her own room.

At two in the afternoon, Kiyotaka and Horikita met up with the other two. Once they gathered, they headed together to the reserved KTV room.