The True Teaching: Welcome to Paradise of Freedom Chapter 7

"You... how can you so casually say something that makes so many enemies? That's not it..."

With that, Kikyo packed her bag and quickly left.

Kiyotaka silently watched it all, saying nothing.

After sitting quietly for a while, Horikita picked up her bag.

"Kiyotaka, I'm going back to rest first."

Kiyotaka nodded and watched her leave.

That night, lying in bed, Kiyotaka felt thirsty.

"Ah, what a hassle. I'll go buy something to drink."

On the way, Kiyotaka found a vending machine. As he was browsing, he heard a voice not far away. He recognized it—it was Horikita's.

"Brother, I'm not the same person I used to be. I'll work hard to get into Class A."

Horikita's brother grabbed her arm with one hand and pinned it against the wall, his right hand winding up to strike her in the stomach.

"This place isn't for trash like you. Drop out immediately."

Seeing the palm strike about to land, Horikita closed her eyes in fear. But after waiting a long time, she felt no pain.

"You really meant to hit her just now, didn't you?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Horikita's eyes flew open in surprise. Kiyotaka had caught her brother's right hand with one hand.

Horikita's expression wavered before she said, "Let go, Kiyotaka..."

Kiyotaka released his grip. But unexpectedly, Horikita's brother threw a sucker punch with his other hand. Kiyotaka dodged instantly. Missing that, he swept a kick, which was also evaded.

"Good reflexes. You've trained in something."

"Does piano and tea ceremony count?"

"I recall someone in your class scored exactly fifty on the entrance exam, and exactly fifty on the last quiz. A perfect fifty out of a hundred. Quite the coincidence."

"Yeah. Coincidences are terrifying."

Horikita's brother adjusted his glasses, then coldly looked at his sister.

"Didn't think you'd have friends. Too bad. You'd better drop out soon. This place isn't for you." With that, he left.

Seeing Horikita's dejected expression, Kiyotaka offered a word of concern.

"You okay?"

Horikita shook her head. Seeing this, Kiyotaka took her hand and led her to the vending machine, buying her a hot drink.

"Here. Warm yourself up."

"Thanks."

Horikita toyed with the can, hesitated, then spoke.

"About the entrance exam... is it true?"

"I just said it. A coincidence."

Horikita stared quietly at Kiyotaka. After a long moment, she sighed.

"I know you hate trouble. But I'm begging you—please help me, okay? Even if I have to give everything."

Kiyotaka raised an eyebrow and looked coldly at Horikita.

"Are you sure you want to talk to me like that?"

"No... I didn't mean it. I just... I can't accept this."

Kiyotaka let out a soft sigh.

"I'll figure something out."

Then, a pair of crimson lips pressed toward him. Kiyotaka dodged, looking at Horikita's flushed, yearning expression and couldn't help saying, "This makes it feel like a transaction with me."

But Horikita seemed indifferent, her eyes glistening as she looked at him.

"Only with you. You don't have to help me. All I can do is serve you, make you happy, satisfy you."

With that, her lips pressed against his again. This time, Kiyotaka didn't stop her. They intertwined.

Horikita grabbed Kiyotaka's hand. Feeling the warm, soft touch in his palm, Kiyotaka couldn't help but waver.

"Kiyotaka... I..."

Horikita breathed hotly as she looked at him.

Seeing Horikita so lost in passion, Kiyotaka couldn't help but say, "You don't have to do this in the future."

"What? Are you feeling sorry for me?" Horikita looked at him with hopeful eyes.

Kiyotaka hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Horikita, satisfied with the answer, spoke with a look of deep attachment. "This is the happiest time for me. With you, I feel like I have everything. So this is all my choice. I love you."

With that, Horikita fiercely pressed her lips to Kiyotaka's, draining every bit of moisture from his mouth.

It wasn't until she felt the dragon beginning to stir that she flinched and fled in a panic.

Kiyotaka watched Horikita wave from a distance before heading back to the dormitory, shaking his head. "Maybe I'm spoiling her a bit too much."

"Oh ho, playing strip poker out in the wild, are we?"

A gloomy voice rang out at that moment. Kiyotaka didn't turn around as he replied, "What, still haven't learned your lesson?"

"What lesson? It's just a transaction. I help you get them to come to the study session, and you satisfy me. That's all."

Kiyotaka raised an eyebrow, then reached out and grabbed Kikyo, shoving her hard onto the grass. "Then let's make another deal."

Kiyotaka was already physically pent up and unsatisfied, and now Kikyo had the audacity to provoke him and deliver herself to his doorstep. Why would he hold back? After all, with Kikyo's black-hearted personality, she probably wouldn't even deign to be his tool.

Kikyo's face flushed with shame as she felt her position, yet a hint of anticipation lurked in her eyes. Her body's struggle seemed almost like an invitation. "Scumbag! Pervert!"

Kiyotaka completely ignored Kikyo's curses and continued to plow that desert.

It wasn't until nearly three hours later that Kikyo finally couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy. "Ah! I'm dying... Don't go in anymore, boohoo..." For someone as two-faced as Kikyo, Kiyotaka couldn't be bothered with elaborate schemes. He planned to just fuck her into submission. If once didn't work, then twice. If twice didn't work, then three times. There was plenty of time, after all.

At this point, Kikyo's heart was half resistance, half pleasure. It was this conflicted mindset that allowed her to hold out for so long. Unfortunately, there was no way she could match Kiyotaka. If Horikita hadn't taken some of the heat earlier, she probably wouldn't even have the strength to cry now.

Kiyotaka pried open Kikyo's cherry-like lips, forcibly fed her until she was full, and then finally let her go.

The rich taste made Kikyo cough violently, but after a moment of savoring it, she found herself almost addicted. She licked her lips, cleaned up the residue at the corners of her mouth, and looked at Kiyotaka. "How about this—you team up with me, and we get her expelled from this school. From now on, I'll be the one to satisfy you, okay?"

Kiyotaka looked at the woman before him, who didn't even have the strength to move but was still scheming, and shook his head repeatedly.

He simply carried her back to the dormitory and started an all-night education session. The next morning, Kikyo sneaked out of Kiyotaka's room and scurried back to her own, but her running posture was not only weak and feeble but also limping, as if she were injured. "Stupid pervert, it's all chafed!" Remembering how the guy was still standing tall and proud even after a whole night of education, Kikyo couldn't help but shiver, then felt a hint of lingering aftertaste...

Some bros say the character settings have completely collapsed, that it's all random. But honestly, this is a power fantasy novel, you know? Do you really want Kikyo to be like in the original, stabbing you in the back while you're at it? That wouldn't be satisfying, right? I'll try my best to keep the original character traits, but being exactly the same—that's just not possible.

Next update is after midnight, no need to wait~

Chapter 11: The Chance for the Two to Gather

The exam results came out. Sudo and the others barely scraped by above the passing line, so they wouldn't be expelled, and the class wouldn't lose points either.

For this reason, Sudo and the others specifically went to Kikyo to thank her.

It turned out that after making the deal with Kiyotaka, even though she was unwilling, Kikyo still dutifully tutored Sudo and the other two to maintain her public image, which was why they managed to pass.

But the truth was that Sudo hadn't reached the passing line. Kiyotaka had used his own money to buy a point from the homeroom teacher, saving Sudo from disaster.

This made Kikyo's popularity in the class soar again. Afterwards, Kikyo went to Kiyotaka to take credit, and Kiyotaka didn't hold back, doting on Kikyo for half a day. And this time, Kikyo no longer hurled insults at Kiyotaka; instead, her words carried a hint of submission.

Seeing this, Kiyotaka raised an eyebrow. He had no idea how the quest's judgment would determine success. The road ahead was long.

"Kikyo, why do you hate Horikita so much?"

Kiyotaka suddenly asked while Kikyo was getting dressed.

Kikyo froze for a moment, then looked at Kiyotaka with a brilliant smile. "I can't say. Otherwise, there'd be one more person who knows my secret. In that case, I'd have to add you to my expulsion plan too."

Kiyotaka looked at Kikyo, who still carried a hint of defiance, and pulled her into his arms. "Then what if she were on the same boat as you? Could you two get along?"

Kikyo cast a seductive glance at little Kiyotaka, then licked her lips and smiled. "I'll think about it. No wonder she told you to find someone else in the classroom that time. I get it now."

"Heh, so that was you back then."

Kiyotaka had noticed the person leaving earlier, but since nothing else happened after waiting for a long time, he had set the matter aside. He never expected the peeper to be Kikyo.

Kikyo giggled, looking at Kiyotaka. After multiple encounters, she no longer felt hostile toward him; instead, she had become more casual. "Kiyotaka~ You~ need~ to~ work~ hard~ oh~"

With that, she fled.

Kiyotaka lay quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"I need to find a chance to get the two of them together."

That evening, after school, Horikita bought a bunch of groceries and went to Kiyotaka's room to cook. Watching Horikita busy in the kitchen, Kiyotaka took out his terminal, sent a message, then left the door slightly ajar before walking into the kitchen.

Sensing a shadow behind her, Horikita asked, "Why did you come in?"

Kiyotaka said nothing, just silently stared at her increasingly supple body. Lately, thanks to his attention, Horikita's figure had been growing fuller, and those once slightly disappointing white mounds had been getting bigger and bigger, radiating an aura of "come play with me."

Horikita's legs involuntarily went weak under Kiyotaka's gaze, but just then the door was pushed open, and Kikyo walked in, locking it behind her.

"What are you doing here!" Seeing Kikyo, Horikita's eyes instantly turned cold.

But Kikyo paid her no mind, slowly walking toward Kiyotaka. Her slender waist swayed gracefully, her seductive expression on full display. When she reached him, she reached out, linked her arm through his, pressed herself against him, and only then shot a defiant look at Horikita.

"No matter where it is, you can't compare to me—whether it's social connections or winning Kiyotaka's affection, mm."

With that, Kikyo locked lips with Kiyotaka in a passionate kiss, their tongues intertwining with obvious absorption. She deliberately displayed the entanglement of their tongues before Horikita's eyes, making the scene intensely intimate.

Seeing Kikyo like this, Horikita understood perfectly. She was willing to share Kiyotaka's love with others, but that didn't mean she'd let anyone lord it over her. Immediately, she moved gracefully closer to Kiyotaka, threw her delicate body into his embrace, and guided his warm palm directly against her inner skin.

"Mmm..."

Kiyotaka watched the silent war between the two women without a word, taking advantage wherever he could. Only when both had gone limp did he help them up.

Both were full of anticipation for what came next, using every trick to win Kiyotaka's affection. Horikita and Kikyo took turns engaging him in battle, while the one free would cling tightly to his lips. But even after both had reached paradise, Kiyotaka remained vigorous.

After such a long struggle, Horikita and Kikyo reached a consensus: they decided to join forces against Kiyotaka. Like docile kittens, they waited for their master's affection.

But though the idea was beautiful, reality was brutally harsh. Because Horikita was dragging them down, they kept losing ground and couldn't help begging for mercy.

Horikita and Kikyo sang continuously until their voices went hoarse, but Kiyotaka showed no sign of stopping because of the moving melody—in fact, his assault grew even fiercer.

In the end, the two women joined hands as friends, facing the charge together, yet still they retreated step by step.

"It's going to break..."