What kind of trope was this supposed to be?
It wasn't a full-on kowtow, but the seduction wasn't quite right either.
Still, with a ravishing beauty kneeling in front of him and pleading in such a voice, he felt his pants getting a little tight.
But what he was even more curious about was why Hoshinomiya Chie was willing to go to such lengths to stop Chabashira Sae from moving up a class.
Tanaka Yukishin reached out and stroked Hoshinomiya Chie's head.
Like a puppy being petted by its owner, she smiled, released her grip on his trousers, and clasped his right hand in both of hers. Then she rubbed her cheek against his palm.
"Good girl. Can you tell me about your past with Chabashira-sensei?"
Tanaka Yukishin suppressed his physical urges and decided to satisfy his curiosity first.
"Tanaka-kun, you really are greedy." Hoshinomiya Chie narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth curling into a faint, ambiguous smile. "But I don't mind telling you.
She let go of Tanaka Yukishin's hand and slowly rose to her feet, smoothing her skirt.
"It's a very clichéd story, and I can't explain it all in a moment. You only need to know that when I insult Sae, she doesn't dare say a word."
That was more than Chabashira Sae could stand. First, she couldn't let her reputation suffer. Second, she couldn't sit by and listen to Hoshinomiya Chie spout such nonsense about her.
"Who doesn't dare speak? I'm right here, girl."
Chabashira Sae burst out from behind the door.
Seeing this, Tanaka Yukishin stepped aside and leaned against the wall to watch the show.
The two stared at each other, and for an instant the air seemed to freeze.
Hoshinomiya Chie's mouth twitched, while Chabashira Sae's breathing grew heavy.
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