Classroom of the Elite, I Only Want Your Rewards

Faced with this kind of rhetoric, Horikita Suzune seemed to recall rumors she had heard in the past, claiming that most sex workers were led step by step into an irredeemable hell in exactly this manner.

"What if it's something outside of the list?" Horikita Suzune felt it was somewhat difficult to bring up, "For example, if I do something for you... could that also offset some of the debt?"

It seemed she still refused to give up, attempting to create a third option.

To this, Suzuki Toru did not directly reject her.

"Of course that's possible, but it depends on whether I'm satisfied. If I don't like it, it won't count."

Horikita Suzune was left speechless. Although she wanted to oppose him, she felt she had no reason to do so.

"I will provide the list after I return. For now, trouble yourself to give me a taste of the goods." Suzuki Toru looked at her expressionlessly, "Lift your skirt and let me see what's underneath."

Despite having just heard his perverted remarks, Horikita Suzune still couldn't help but feel shocked and furious.

How could he dare to say such a thing right in front of her?

Especially since her brother had only just left, and he was threatening her immediately after—how was this any different from being a piece of trash?

"Five thousand Private Points..." Horikita Suzune gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words.

"If you're worried, we can sign another contract," Suzuki Toru suggested considerately.

Horikita Suzune glared at him, then, filled with humiliation, slowly reached down. She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, as if doing something she detested, and lifted the fabric bit by bit, gradually exposing the smooth and delicate skin of her thighs.

At the same time, following her movements, the girl's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving up and down, showing just how unsettled she was inside.

"Look at me, Suzune," Suzuki Toru said, "Let me see your expression clearly. Don't think about lifting it and immediately putting it back down; you have to hold it for at least five seconds."

Horikita Suzune's movements stiffened. How did this guy guess her thoughts?

But at this point, it was difficult for her to refuse Suzuki Toru's conditions. She just had to pretend she was being looked at by a dog and not think too deeply about it.

Thus, Horikita Suzune took a deep breath and looked at him with eyes that seemed ready to kill, while her hands humiliatedly lifted her skirt, allowing the girl's purity to be revealed to a man for the first time.

The girl's body was already well-developed. Two fair, clean, long legs came into view, revealing some alluring fullness. The dazzling whiteness of her thighs made it impossible to look away; they were slightly slender, yet carried a greenness different from that of a mature woman, as tender as a budding flower, adorned with pale white lace.

Suzuki Toru looked at her, and she looked at Suzuki Toru, wishing she could kill him immediately.

"Are you satisfied?" Horikita Suzune stared coldly at this pervert.

Disgust and the exposure of her lower half—both conditions were met, and one wish was perfectly fulfilled.

Thus, Suzuki Toru revealed a satisfied smile.

"A very cute style. Thank you for the treat, Suzune. But next time, could I see you wear a sexier style?"

"Only this once. I will not satisfy any more disgusting requests beyond this." Horikita Suzune lowered her skirt. She thought Suzuki Toru would be annoyed or continue to threaten her.

"Forcing you isn't my goal. You can do whatever you want."

Looking at Suzuki Toru's indifferent face, Horikita Suzune felt an inexplicable sense of frustration. The other party seemed to just want to toy with her and didn't care about her thoughts at all.

However, Suzuki Toru wasn't lying; he truly had no intention of forcing himself on Horikita Suzune.

He just wanted to slowly break her in.

Chapter 67: Someone is Very Interested in You

Today was likely the first time Horikita Suzune had tasted the flavor of humiliation.

Although Suzuki Toru didn't say anything to her, only making her lift her skirt and watching for a few moments before letting her leave, the feeling was truly unbearable.

It was a feeling she had never experienced before, especially with Suzuki Toru examining her figure with such keen interest, as if he were a guest enjoying a meal, even adding a comment about how good it was after finishing.

It couldn't just be called disgusting; he was completely trash, a pervert, base, a lecher, and an abominable guy.

Horikita Suzune's mood was terrible. Not only had she been rejected by Horikita Manabu, but she had also run into someone like Suzuki Toru.

If her will hadn't been strong enough, she would likely have cried like a helpless girl by now.

She endured this humiliation. The more Suzuki Toru treated her this way, the higher her fighting spirit rose.

Only by defeating such a base opponent would it be meaningful, proving that her brother's opinion of her was completely wrong!

Suzuki Toru thought he could take her down like this? That was laughable.

Although she had exposed herself to him and shown her figure to a man for the first time, Horikita Suzune would not be too discouraged.

She would tolerate this for a moment. When she returned to strike back, she would stand at a peak Suzuki Toru couldn't reach and look down upon the world.

Returning to the dormitory, Horikita Suzune soon received the list from Suzuki Toru.

Seeing the detailed contents, she couldn't help but fall silent.

Aside from the final step, he had arranged every kind of lewd game for her to endure, hadn't he?

Damn you, Suzuki Toru!

No, she had to earn those 400,000 Private Points quickly!

In reality, Suzuki Toru had exaggerated the workload of the Student Council to Kamuro Mashizumi.

From the current situation, the third-year officers had not yet retired, and since there were few students and teachers at Advanced Nurturing High School, daily life could truly be described as leisurely.

Well, except for the Student Council President.

Most of the documents were presented to Horikita Manabu, who had to make the final decisions, reminiscent of an ancient emperor reviewing memorials.

During this process, Tachibana Akane acted much like a personal attendant, staying by Horikita Manabu's side at all times to handle secretarial duties.

The Vice President's workload was originally quite heavy, but now that there were two of them, they each took on half.

Moreover, Suzuki Toru was having a pretty good time working under Horikita Manabu.

His general duties involved going out to inspect clubs, checking whether any clubs were misusing funds or failing to conduct their activities properly.

Occasionally, he would also assist Horikita Manabu in reviewing documents.

After school, Suzuki Toru arrived at the Student Council office as usual.

The moment he pushed the door open and saw the state someone was in, he couldn't help but fall silent.

Seeing someone enter, Tachibana Akane was also startled; she had been sitting in the President's chair, slumped over the desk in boredom, eating snacks while playing on her phone—hardly the image a senior should project.

Suzuki Toru wanted to pretend he hadn't seen anything, but unexpectedly, her pretty face flushed red, and she hurriedly tried to hide the snacks.

"W-wait, don't you even know the basic etiquette of knocking before entering?!"

The young woman tried her best to mask her embarrassment, a faint blush spreading even to her fair neck.

"Has senior tasted the new arrivals at the dessert shop lately?" Suzuki Toru asked.

"Do you mean the new daifuku from Cat House?" Tachibana Akane's eyes lit up. "I think the white peach yogurt flavor is amazing, though Nishimi-chan and the others prefer the chocolate one..."

As she spoke, she suddenly stopped.

Suzuki Toru looked at his senior with confusion, only to see that her earlobes had turned completely red.

"Who wants to talk to you about this!" Tachibana Akane shouted loudly, shooting him a fierce glare.

"You looked so bored, senior, and it seemed a bit pitiful, so I thought I'd strike up a conversation." Suzuki Toru looked left and right. "Is the President not here?"

Tachibana Akane found him very annoying and naturally didn't have a pleasant tone, answering stiffly: "The President had something urgent to attend to and will be back shortly. If you have nothing to do, leave quickly."

Suzuki Toru smiled: "Are you dissatisfied with me, senior?"

"If I've made you feel uncomfortable, I truly apologize." Tachibana Akane refused to admit it. "However, that must be your imagination; I treat all my juniors with this same attitude."

Suzuki Toru scrutinized her expression carefully and suddenly said: "Could it be that my presence is preventing you from having any alone time with the President, and that's why you're unhappy with me?"

Tachibana Akane's expression stiffened; the reaction was obvious.

However, she quickly regained her composure and retorted stubbornly: "Nonsense!"

Suzuki Toru didn't mind, simply saying: "There's still a year left. You should either give it your all, senior, or just give up."

Tachibana Akane bit her lip. Were her feelings for Horikita Manabu that obvious?

What annoyed her even more was that she hadn't even made a move yet, and Suzuki Toru was already advising her to give up—he was completely disrupting her morale!

"It's not like I'm forcing a confession!" Tachibana Akane made excuses for herself. "As your senior, I'm kindly giving you a life lesson: sometimes just watching him is enough to be satisfied. There aren't that many things in this world that one absolutely must have."

No, that's usually just called being a devoted sycophant.

Suzuki Toru couldn't be bothered to care about his senior's thoughts; in any case, the other party didn't have many wishes he cared about.

Tachibana Akane waited for a while, but seeing him sitting on the sofa without any reaction, she felt a bit displeased.

This was her own life experience; even if he didn't agree, he should at least give some kind of reaction, right?

After a while, the figure of Horikita Manabu finally appeared in the Student Council room.

"Good afternoon, President." Suzuki Toru took the initiative to greet him.

"Apologies for keeping you waiting for so long." Horikita Manabu paused. "I had intended to talk to you about the second-year situation, but the school summoned me unexpectedly today to understand the process of the Private Points transaction."

Suzuki Toru remained calm on the surface: "What is the school's view?"

"Thanks to your appearance, the school has decided to refine this regulation. I fear that from now on, no one else will be able to purchase Private Points with cash."

At this, Suzuki Toru blinked, implying that the school had tacitly approved of the first person?

"Chairman Sakayanagi wanted me to pass a message to you..." Horikita Manabu paused intentionally, wanting to observe his expression, but found him as calm as ever, causing him to sigh inwardly.

"He is very interested in a student with your kind of initiative, but do not do this again. Rules are, after all, rules."

"I won't dare to do it again."

"..."

Your reaction shows absolutely no sign of repentance, does it?

Horikita Manabu knew he couldn't control him, so he simply began discussing what he had originally intended to tell him.

"The second years are now aware that Nagumo Miyabi has lost a massive amount of Private Points. Although they don't know the specifics yet, there are people who are very interested in you."

As for who was interested in Suzuki Toru, it was, of course, those who were secretly dissatisfied with Nagumo Miyabi's rebellion.

Horikita Manabu now intended to formally introduce the two sides.