Classroom of the Elite, I Only Want Your Rewards

Horikita Suzune's expression stiffened slightly before returning to a calm state, her hands releasing the hem of her skirt.

"I thought you were a lecherous man who would stop at nothing."

She was indeed wearing safety shorts; after all, Suzuki Toru hadn't specified what he was looking for when he asked to look underneath.

"Don't overestimate my patience, Suzune." Suzuki Toru looked at her thighs. "Next time, I might just make you go to class without any."

A faint blush flashed across Horikita Suzune's face, her full chest heaving rapidly for a moment before she gritted her teeth and said, "I've selected the content I'm willing to do, and that isn't included."

Suzuki Toru felt a hint of surprise that she was being so proactively cooperative.

"What do you want to do?"

Horikita Suzune hesitated for a moment, then looked at Suzuki Toru with determination. She raised her hands to her face, formed a peace sign, and poked out the tip of her small, pink tongue right in front of him.

He remained silent for a long time before asking, "Are you rolling your eyes?"

Horikita Suzune's face turned bright red as she struggled to roll her eyes upward.

However, for some reason, the entire display didn't look erotic at all; instead, she just looked like a goofy idiot.

"Is that all?"

"Not just that, I can do other things too, like a lap pillow, letting you step on me, or pretending to be working out while on the phone with someone..."

Watching her earnest expression, Suzuki Toru couldn't tell if she was completely clueless or just pretending to be.

Chapter 74: Leisurely (Bonus 3/5)

"To be honest, that's not what a peace sign is for."

Horikita Suzune lowered her hands and frowned, not quite understanding his point. Isn't a peace sign just a 'V' for victory?

Although the tongue-poking and eye-rolling were a bit strange, she knew many people liked to make the peace sign in photos, so it shouldn't have any special meaning.

"Whatever you say, I've already done it. Five thousand Private Points." If it weren't for that price, Horikita Suzune would never have put on such an embarrassing display.

"That kind of expression usually only appears during the climax, but never mind..." Suzuki Toru changed the subject. "Send me the content you've chosen, and we'll pick a time to finish it all."

"I basically sent it to you before I came over." Horikita Suzune looked away slightly. She had even checked the option for licking her jade-like feet.

She didn't know if Suzuki Toru was a foot fetishist, and she couldn't imagine a man actually being willing to lick her feet.

It was said that in ancient society, bowing down to kiss the top of someone's foot was an act of submission.

Horikita Suzune felt strange. Whenever she saw his face, she couldn't help but imagine him kneeling on the ground, holding her feet, and kissing them gently. A sensation like an electric current surged through her entire body, and her pretty face burned.

"I'll tell you in advance: the content on the list will be done according to my interpretation. Your opinion doesn't matter. Either you do it, or you don't." Suzuki Toru told her calmly.

The peace sign from earlier certainly hadn't fulfilled his wish; after all, it was a rather specific expression that couldn't be achieved just by faking it.

"Fine, but you have to explain it clearly to me, and then I'll consider whether to do it or not." Horikita Suzune was full of vigilance; she could only accept a very limited degree of perversion at most.

Things like wearing a collar, having her breasts groped, or acting like a couple were definitely out of the question—she couldn't accept those at all.

"I'll explain it to you. I'm worried you'll do it wrong, anyway." Suzuki Toru looked at her again. "How much longer are you going to stand here? If someone sees you here, my reputation might be affected."

"..." Horikita Suzune went silent. You're actually worried about your reputation?

Besides, she was the girl; shouldn't it be her reputation that was at risk?

"I'll bring you a bento tomorrow."

As the words fell, Horikita Suzune was about to leave when she heard him ask, "By the way, how did you know my dorm was here?"

Horikita Suzune's figure paused, then she replied nonchalantly, "I asked the administrator, and he told me immediately."

Hearing this, Suzuki Toru couldn't help but feel speechless. So, boys aren't allowed near the upper floors of the girls' dorms, but they can just leak the boys' dorm information to girls?

In reality, he didn't know that the convenience store had insurance measures, and the school's restrictions on students weren't as strict as he imagined.

Watching Horikita Suzune leave, Suzuki Toru returned to his room to tidy up, stuffed the bento into his school bag, and arrived at the classroom right on time, as usual.

But for some reason, he felt like someone was staring at him.

"Good morning, Kamuro-san." Suzuki Toru greeted the girl beside him.

"Stop talking to me." Kamuro Masumi kept her face cold, not wanting to respond.

Noticing that quite a few gazes in the class were fixed on him and Kamuro Masumi, Suzuki Toru became thoughtful, then revealed a faint smile.

"It seems everyone has misunderstood our relationship. Actually, I just see you as a good bro."

Kamuro Masumi couldn't hold it together anymore and almost kicked him. So, a 'good bro' is someone you touch the thighs of every day?

"Someone ran into us at the library and saw you lying on me..." As she spoke, Kamuro Masumi suddenly felt very awkward. "Forget it, nothing happened between us anyway, let them say whatever they want!"

Being conflicted and keeping distance simply didn't suit her style.

"If you don't like it, we won't do it in the library next time." Suzuki Toru looked at her earnestly.

Kamuro Masumi kicked at him without hesitation, but he dodged it, and he caught her ankle in his hand once again.

"Why can you dodge it every time?" Kamuro Masumi found it inconceivable.

Because someone used to kick much harder than you.

Though he thought this, Suzuki Toru asked instead, "Why do you always want to kick people?"

"That's how it is for perverts." Kamuro Masumi wore a smug expression.

Suzuki Toru looked at the girl's lower leg; the black knee-high sock held in his hand felt warm and delicate, possessing not just the texture of the hosiery, but also the softness of the girl herself.

In short, it felt good to touch—he wanted to touch it again.

However, before he could make a move, Kamuro Masumi immediately pulled her leg back.

Looking over again, the girl was already sitting upright, ready to welcome the bell for class.

"Heh, pervert."

Suzuki Toru withdrew his gaze; this "good bro" of his was becoming increasingly arrogant toward him.

As the class bell rang, the day's lessons began.

Perhaps it was because the recent tutoring had been so fruitful for Kamuro Masumi, but she no longer looked at the blackboard with the occasional blank expression as she had before; instead, she wore a look of contemplation.

Before long, it was finally lunch break.

Suzuki Toru didn't leave the classroom; he took a bento box out of his bag, a move that immediately caught Kamuro Masumi's attention.

"This is... no, the convenience store doesn't have this set. Where did you get it?"

Seeing the dishes in the bento, Kamuro Masumi couldn't stay calm.

"Spent some Private Points to have someone help make it." Suzuki Toru picked up a piece of chicken; the thermal container still held a bit of warmth.

It felt like someone had made him a bento before—Tori, or perhaps Madoka?

It didn't seem to be either of them.

"A girl?" Kamuro Masumi asked out of the blue.

"If you want, I can ask her to make one for you too." Suzuki Toru wasn't flustered at all.

Kamuro Masumi eyed him suspiciously for a few moments, then stopped dwelling on it, saying with interest instead: "It looks pretty good. I want to buy a bento now, too."

"Alright, I'll have her make an extra one."

"How much will it cost?"

"It's very cheap, you don't need to pay."

"True, you alone are worth our entire class right now."

"What has Classmate Sakayanagi been up to lately?"

"I'm not your spy. And besides, why do you two act like enemies?"

"If I were to fight her, who would you side with?"

"Hey, hey, what's with this tone, like parents arguing and then asking the child to choose!?"

After chatting for a bit, Kamuro Masumi felt hungry and immediately left the classroom to go grab a meal at the cafeteria.

Suzuki Toru spent the rest of the lunch break in a leisurely manner. To be honest, this was the kind of life only someone in Class A or the Student Council Vice President could enjoy, right?

No need to struggle to move up a class, no need to worry about the threat of expulsion.

It was no wonder that when Katsuragi Kohei advocated for a wait-and-see approach, many in Class A agreed with the idea.

As the initial winners, they were indeed qualified to watch the actions of the other three classes from the sidelines before deciding whether to get involved.

In fact, even after the split in Class A, there were still those who remained neutral, caring nothing for either faction.

I wonder when the classes below will start making their moves, Suzuki Toru thought to himself.

Chapter 75: The Attack of Class C

In the blink of an eye, the end of the month was approaching, with only about a week left until the midterm exams.

Under Suzuki Toru's guidance, Kamuro Masumi's grades improved by leaps and bounds. Based on the difficulty of the last test, she would likely improve from her original score of sixty-something to over eighty.

However, Kamuro Masumi had expected him to do more strange things; she hadn't expected him to suddenly settle down and stop making perverted requests.

On the contrary, she felt a bit unaccustomed to it; it felt strange when Suzuki Toru wasn't being a pervert toward her.

Especially seeing Suzuki Toru looking so serious, as if nothing could easily capture his attention, it made one unable to help but mutter a few things to oneself.

Of course, Kamuro Masumi was also a bit annoyed.

Because Suzuki Toru often chatted with Shiina Hiyori about topics she couldn't understand, and no matter how hard she strained her ears to eavesdrop, she still couldn't join the conversation, leaving her with the feeling of being excluded from the circle.

What surprised her even more was that after witnessing the scene between her and Suzuki Toru, Shiina Hiyori hadn't run away?

Normally, wouldn't a person run away upon seeing a boy and girl messing around like that?

Kamuro Masumi didn't really care about her image in the eyes of others, she was just curious about what Shiina Hiyori was thinking.

"Suzuki-kun, would you like to try the Dorothy L. Sayers series? Her novels have a very unique style, and the narrative method is quite interesting; I think you would like it."