Forget it. I'd deal with it tomorrow. The best thing to do was fill my stomach and get some sleep.
Kiyotaka soon finished making dinner. He set it in front of Horikita and shook her awake. After they'd eaten a few bites, he simply held her and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, Horikita got up and slipped back to her own dorm. Kiyotaka sensed her leaving but didn't stop her. He lay still until his alarm rang, then got up.
In front of other people, Horikita kept up her usual cool demeanor. After greeting Kiyotaka, she went back to reading on her own. He didn't mind. It was better not to talk too much around other people anyway. He found it bothersome.
Kiyotaka watched coolly as the little cliques that had gradually formed over the past month showed off the luxury goods they'd recently bought with such abandon. He couldn't help sighing. I hoped nothing would go wrong.
At lunchtime, Kiyotaka was heading to the cafeteria by himself when Kikyo stopped him on the way.
"Um, Ayanokoji?"
Kiyotaka paused, then asked, "What is it, Kushida Kikyo?"
"Thank goodness, you remember me. You can just call me Kikyo. Um... could you help me with something? You're pretty close to Horikita, right?"
"Uh, I wouldn't say we're that close."
"But you're the only one in class who can talk to her! I want to be friends with everyone, but Horikita is the only one who won't talk to me. Please, could you help me?"
As Kikyo spoke, she clasped Kiyotaka's hands and pleaded with him. Her ample chest pressed his hands firmly into her uniform.
"...All right. How do you want me to help?"
"You just need to invite her out after school."
After school, Kiyotaka called out to Horikita.
"Suzune, would you come to a café with me?"
Horikita looked surprised, but quickly nodded.
At the café, Kiyotaka and Horikita each ordered a drink and sat down. Horikita took a small sip. Though she still looked cool, there was a hint of happiness in her voice as she asked, "What made you suddenly invite me to a café?"
"..." Thinking about the cheesy scene he'd have to pretend was a chance encounter later, Kiyotaka felt a pang in his stomach. He didn't know how to explain it.
"Oh, Horikita! What a coincidence! Ayanokoji, you're here too?"
Kikyo appeared in front of them and sat down beside Horikita as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Do you come here often? I happen to be alone, too. Do you mind if I join you?" Kikyo asked with a sweet smile.
Kiyotaka coolly watched Kikyo's terrible acting, unsure what to say. Horikita, however, was clever enough to piece together what had happened at once. She shot Kiyotaka a strange look.
So this was your plan? Horikita's expression made her meaning clear.
"..."
"I'm going back." Horikita stood up and left.
"But you just got here," Kiyotaka said.
"You have Kushida to keep you company. Horikita and I are just classmates, after all. And I hate being manipulated." As she spoke, Horikita gave Kikyo a sharp look.
"Horikita, why are you looking at me like that? It was just a coincidence!"
Kiyotaka sighed.
"A coincidence? The tables around us were full of people from Class D just now. We only got here a few minutes ago, and they all left in a hurry. Was that a coincidence too?"
"Um... I just wanted to be friends with you. Please don't be upset, Horikita." Kikyo looked at Horikita pitifully.
Horikita left without another word. Kikyo looked at Kiyotaka with an innocent expression. "I'm sorry I made you do something that upset Horikita."
Kiyotaka shook his head indifferently, then stood to leave. Seeing him go, Kikyo hurried after him.
On the way back to the dorms, Kikyo looked at the scenery on either side and sighed. "This school is amazing. There are all kinds of shops, and we have so much money to spend. I feel like my whole attitude toward money is changing. But I try to save where I can. Aside from necessities... and underwear."
Kiyotaka gave her a perfunctory response. "Yeah. Horikita's about the same."
Kikyo seemed to realize something and leaned close to Kiyotaka.
"Hey, didn't you say you weren't close to Horikita? How do you know what she buys?"
"It was a coincidence. Anyway, you're standing too close."
Kikyo lowered her head, confused. She saw that her breasts were pressed tightly against Kiyotaka, and could even feel them brushing against him. She cried out in alarm.
"Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't realize!"
As she stumbled backward, Kikyo accidentally tripped and fell. Kiyotaka reacted quickly and caught her, pulling her back.
"Eep." With a soft squeak, Kikyo fell into Kiyotaka's arms. When he didn't let go, she said timidly, "Thank you, Ayanokoji, but... could you let go?"
It turned out that Kiyotaka had grabbed her breasts. Realizing it a moment too late, he squeezed them twice more. Kikyo shuddered all over and hurriedly pulled herself out of his arms.
"Thank you, Ayanokoji. See you!" she said, then hurried off.
Kiyotaka looked at his hands and made a squeezing motion in the air.
"Those are big."
Horikita Was a Little Dumb
As the students in class spent money recklessly and indulged themselves, May 1 arrived before they knew it.
"What's going on?"
"Hey, did the same thing happen to you?"
The students stared at their terminals, puzzled.
Kiyotaka looked at the 82,000 points on his terminal. They hadn't changed, and he wondered what to make of it.
"Quiet. It's time for homeroom."
Just then, the door opened, and their homeroom teacher, Chabashira, sauntered in, swaying her hips and holding a poster.
"Teacher, is there something wrong with the system? Why haven't our points been deposited?"
Hearing the question, Chabashira replied calmly, "No. The points have been deposited. It's not possible that our class was the only one overlooked."
As the class buzzed with speculation, a trace of scorn appeared at the corners of Chabashira's mouth.
"You're all incredibly foolish. You skipped class and were late 98 times. You chatted during lessons and played on your phones 391 times. It's remarkable that you managed to rack up so many demerits in just one month. You really are the trash of Class D. Every month, the school evaluates you based on your conduct and converts that evaluation into points. And your evaluation was zero."
"How could this happen? What are we supposed to do this month?"
Chabashira only sneered at the panicked students and said nothing more.
"So that's what they mean by everything being determined by merit," Kiyotaka murmured, his expression calm.
Two days passed. Today was swimming class. Kiyotaka sat off to the side in his swim trunks, bored, watching the students play in the water in little groups.
"What are you looking at?"
Horikita, wearing a one-piece swimsuit, came over and sat beside Kiyotaka.
He shrugged. "Nothing. I was just wondering how I'm supposed to get through the month without any money."
Horikita gave him an exasperated look and didn't bother arguing. She went off by herself to read.
Kiyotaka didn't bother her. He turned back to aimlessly watching the beautiful bodies of the students, carefree as they enjoyed their youth, and the ample breasts completely covered by their swimsuits.
Just then, Kikyo swam over and climbed out of the pool. She looked at Kiyotaka and said, "Ayanokoji, could you come with me for a moment?"
Kiyotaka paused, then nodded and followed Kikyo away. Horikita saw it all, but her expression remained blank. No one could tell what she was thinking.
In a secluded corner, Kikyo backed Kiyotaka into a corner.
"Is something wrong, Kikyo?" Kiyotaka asked, his expression calm.
Kikyo was different from her usual cheerful, friendly self. A playful smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"Ayanokoji, were you staring at me just now? Were you looking... here?"
As she spoke, Kikyo placed Kiyotaka's large hand on her full breast.
Kiyotaka didn't pull his hand away. He simply looked at her coolly and asked, "So, what do you want?"
Kikyo's face darkened. "I want to make a deal with you. If you agree, I'll give you everything I have."
Kiyotaka was somewhat intrigued. He looked at Kikyo, whose expression had changed completely, with mild curiosity.
"Let's hear it."
"I want Horikita Suzune expelled."
Kiyotaka found the idea amusing. But judging by how the previous mission had gone, it seemed he'd have to go all the way to complete the conquest. Now that a shortcut was right in front of him, he was happy to take it easy.
"Fine. But I want my payment first."
Kikyo's expression changed dramatically, and anger flashed across her face. Kiyotaka simply smiled at her.
"Think it over and come find me when you're ready. Goodbye, Kikyo."
He stepped aside and slowly walked back.
"Bastard!" Kikyo muttered through gritted teeth behind him.
After school, only Horikita and Kiyotaka were left in the classroom.
"Kiyotaka, what did she want with you during swimming class?"
"What, were you jealous?"
Horikita's cheeks turned red. "No! I mean, I can't satisfy you by myself, so I was wondering if I could bring someone else into this."
Kiyotaka found that amusing and smiled.
"Even if she wants you expelled?"
Horikita paused, then nestled against Kiyotaka's chest.
"That's why I have you. If you take care of her, there won't be a problem."
"You sure do trust me."
Horikita said nothing more. She parted her lips and pressed them against Kiyotaka's, murmuring softly.
As the moment grew more passionate, Horikita became bolder. She climbed onto him.
"I'll do it myself."
Horikita murmured happily, stopped Kiyotaka's hand, and began moving on her own.
She clenched her teeth, trying to keep herself from making any suggestive sounds. But each muffled moan betrayed her.
Horikita's voice, mingling happiness and pain, continued without pause.
This newly discovered position held an irresistible allure for Horikita. In a short time, she seemed completely undone, lightly biting her lips and fingertips as her eyes filled with desire.
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