Venting

Horikita headed to the Supermarket on her own.

Suzuki Tsubame went in another direction.

Not far behind the Dormitory building was a beach, where an unbroken stretch of railings nearly enclosed the entire coastline.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Damn it! That bitch Horikita Suzune! Just because she has a slutty face, what the hell is she putting on airs for?!"

Bang!

"And Suzuki Tsubame! You piece of trash! You hypocrite! You pretended you wanted to help me, but in the end, you made me watch you two shameless bastards flaunt your affection!"

Bang! Bang!

"And Ike and Yamaguchi, you two pieces of garbage! Scum of society! Go die!"

Those two had driven Kushida Kikyo to this point in just three days. Kuroya Keisaku truly lived up to his reputation.

Seeing that Kushida Kikyo had nearly calmed down, Suzuki Tsubame decided it was time to make his entrance.

"Kushida, so you were here."

Suzuki Tsubame looked out of breath as he raised a hand to wipe away sweat that had never appeared on his forehead.

"I noticed you seemed upset earlier. I looked everywhere for you and finally found you. Are you okay?"

... Silence.

"Haha, thank you for your concern, Suzuki."

After a moment, Kushida Kikyo turned around with a smile and slowly approached Suzuki Tsubame.

"You look tired, Suzuki. It must have been difficult looking for me, right?"

It really had been difficult. The shopping district was quite far from here.

It had been hard on her to find such a nice place in so little time.

Kushida Kikyo stepped closer and tenderly held Suzuki Tsubame's right hand, her rose-red eyes filled with concern.

"I didn't—"

"But, Suzuki..."

The girl interrupted him.

"There isn't a single drop of sweat on your forehead!"

Her tone abruptly changed.

Her previously concerned, kind voice instantly turned dark and vicious.

Gripping Suzuki Tsubame's right hand, she suddenly exerted force and viciously pressed it against her own chest.

She actually gave Suzuki Tsubame, who possessed a physique at the peak of humanity, no chance to resist at all!

"Huh?"

Feeling the soft, tender sensation against his right hand, Suzuki Tsubame did not know what to say for a moment.

Thanks for the treat? In any case, he was a little dumbfounded. Though, to be fair, he had caused the current situation himself.

At first, when Kushida Kikyo had come to ask him for help, he had only intended to casually go through the plot. After all, he was not particularly good at following people.

But plans could not keep up with changes. Having received Universal Surveillance as a system reward just yesterday, Suzuki Tsubame immediately wanted to test its effects.

Horikita truly was her nemesis. With her nearby, a little provocation was enough to make Kushida lose it.

"This outfit already has your fingerprints on it. I'll keep these clothes forever. If you dare tell anyone what I was doing just now, I'll accuse you of molesting me and get you expelled!"

That argument... should he say this girl really had no brains?

Only someone naïve and inexperienced would be afraid of that. Leaving aside the fact that this dump did not even have surveillance cameras, there was also the obvious difference in strength between men and women. Even assuming she believed herself stronger than Suzuki Tsubame...

I came out here so openly. Was she not worried that I might record her?

Since Suzuki Tsubame was taller than her, Kushida Kikyo had to look up as she spoke.

They stood extremely close, practically pressed together.

The girl's warm breath brushed against Suzuki Tsubame's face with every exhale. His nose felt itchy, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.

"Uh, Kushida, I should remind you that the material used for this school uniform is very good. Ordinary fingerprints are difficult to leave on it."

After saying that, Suzuki Tsubame casually rubbed it, seemingly afraid she would not believe him.

"Mmph~ You!"

A flush spread across Kushida Kikyo's face. She reached out with both hands, intending to shove Suzuki Tsubame away.

But Suzuki Tsubame was faster. He wrapped both arms around her and tightly restrained her against him.

"Y-You... let me go! Do you believe I'll scream for help right now?!"

Kushida Kikyo panicked. Her hands were trapped by Suzuki Tsubame's embrace.

Her enormous breasts were also squeezed flat, like two spread-out pancakes, making Suzuki Tsubame feel exceptionally comfortable.

"Well, you picked this place specifically, didn't you? There isn't even a single person nearby."

"You really are stupid. Fingerprints alone are not enough evidence. But I know of a method that would definitely get someone convicted directly."

Upon hearing that, Kushida Kikyo's heart turned ice-cold. Naturally, she understood what he meant.

Why was her luck so terrible?!

She had finally escaped her old class, only to run into a former schoolmate. Worst of all, she was even in the same class as her.

Even worse, she had been blind enough to choose this pervert to help her.

"Aren't you afraid Horikita will find out?"

Kushida Kikyo stubbornly asked. She had not expected that... she would have to use that hateful woman's influence. Hopefully, he would at least have some concern for his relationship with Horikita Suzune.

"Why would I be afraid of Suzune finding out?"

Suzuki Tsubame knew what she meant, but that was how the plot was written, so he had to answer.

"Isn't Horikita your girlfriend? Doing something like this to another girl behind your girlfriend's back."

"What made you think Suzune and I were dating?"

Suzuki Tsubame was completely baffled. When she showed the same expression, he continued.

"Suzune likes cooking. I only transferred points to her and had her make an extra portion for me."

"Then, then why did you say next month you would..."

"Because I made a bet with her. If I lose, I'll become her slave. If she loses, she'll become my maid."

So that was it. It seemed Horikita had not told him about her own situation. It had all been a misunderstanding on her part.

Kushida Kikyo's heart was filled with bitterness.

It seemed there was no point thinking about that now. Her weakness was completely in his grasp. Before her high school life had even properly begun, it had already turned completely bleak...

While the girl was lost in wild thoughts, Suzuki Tsubame was thinking about something else.

Because Kushida Kikyo's time for venting had become completely unpredictable due to his arrival, and because Universal Surveillance still had other uses and could not remain locked onto her for too long, he had decided to obtain leverage over her in advance.

First, he arranged for her and Horikita to meet at a café. Then, he found a way to provoke Kushida and make her go somewhere deserted to vent. Universal Surveillance followed Kushida Kikyo the entire time, allowing Suzuki Tsubame to find her with ease.

To avoid making Horikita suspicious, Suzuki Tsubame deliberately had Kushida Kikyo arrive later. By the time Kushida wanted to leave, Horikita had nearly finished her drink as well.

As for why Suzuki Tsubame had set off Kushida Kikyo early, that was simple.

Kushida Kikyo had been nothing more than a tool in Ayanokoji's hands, without the slightest growth. She spent the entire time serving as Horikita Suzune's whetstone, only to be discarded once she had finished sharpening her.

Suzuki Tsubame's goal, however, was simply to complete the task associated with her. The system was so generous already; if he reached one hundred percent completion, would he not become invincible?

How to complete the task was actually quite simple. Kushida Kikyo liked praise from others and enjoyed being adored by everyone.

But her personal ability was not sufficient, so she had settled for the next best thing: making friends with everyone to gain their admiration and affection.

The most effective way to complete the task was to make Kushida Kikyo herself become outstanding.

Her current misfortune stemmed from nothing more than her lack of ability.

As long as he supported her and made her the class leader, admiration would naturally follow.

Each of them had different thoughts, and an eerie silence fell between them.

"Come to think of it, what exactly happened between you and Horikita?"

His question broke the silence. That atmosphere had been torment for both of them.

The softness of certain parts of the girl's body, coupled with a fragrance that might have been sweat or perfume, was making Suzuki Tsubame nearly unable to control his rising desire.

"I didn't know Horikita before. Can you let me go first?"

Suzuki Tsubame did not do as she wished.

"From the way you two treat each other, it would be hard for anyone with eyes not to notice, wouldn't it?"

"Well, just tell me. Maybe I'll help you."

"Help me? Is this what you call helping me right now? Do you think I'd believe you?" the girl said with disgust.

She could no longer trust the man in front of her.