Heh heh heh~

"Hey, Kamuro, you're here too? What a coincidence."

Amakusa walked over to Kamuro, greeting her before murmuring softly, "I saw what you did just now. You wouldn't want anyone else to find out, would you?"

Kamuro visibly panicked, swallowing nervously again and again.

"I... I don't, don't know what you're talking about!"

"It's fine if you don't understand. I recorded it nice and clear."

Amakusa said it nonchalantly, then opened the fridge right in front of Kamuro and took out a beer.

That left Kamuro completely baffled.

Dude, we're not old enough to buy alcohol, are we? Or are you doing the exact same thing I am, right in front of me?

"Open your bag. What are you staring at me for?"

"Huh?"

"Sigh, I'll do it myself." Amakusa sighed and opened Kamuro's bag.

There was almost nothing inside. It was clear Kamuro had come prepared.

"Relax. With me here, nothing can go wrong."

Seeing Kamuro looking so nervous, Amakusa couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Only after Kamuro's bag was stuffed with five bottles did Amakusa zip it up, losing interest.

The chilled bottles made the bag cold and damp.

Then, while Kamuro stared blankly, he took her hand and led her toward the convenience store's entrance.

As he left, he even gave the girl at the counter an OK sign.

The cashier nodded back in kind.

The OK sign was less about telling the cashier he was done and more about making sure Sakayanagi saw it.

In fact, after witnessing the whole thing, Sakayanagi had a pretty good idea that Amakusa had done something, even if she had no idea how.

It made her take an interest in him.

Amakusa, who was still holding Kamuro's hand, licked his upper lip like a pervert.

"Kamuro, you wouldn't want the school finding out what you just did, would you?"

Kamuro's pupils shrank. She clutched her chest and hurried backward, watching Amakusa warily.

"You! What are you trying to do?"

"Why, something perfectly natural~"

"Huh? You pervert! Die!"

"Orange, do you even know what you were doing just now?"

As he spoke, Amakusa pulled a wire from his pocket and inserted it into the lock on the door to their destination.

Click—

The door opened.

A vast, boundless blue sky came into view. In the distance stood a forest of high-rises, and here they were on the rooftop of the school building.

It was a place where you could look out over nearly half the school.

"What a great spot."

Amakusa stepped into the forbidden area, the rooftop.

He spread his arms and felt the breeze. He'd had plenty of reasons for choosing this place.

The view was great, the atmosphere was great, and he'd wanted to see the school rooftop for ages.

More importantly, the little white-haired girl couldn't follow them here.

Kamuro, following behind Amakusa, didn't know what to do. She felt afraid, in every sense of the word.

She was a repeat offender, but this was the first time she'd been caught.

She'd actually always known this day might come, but... now that it really had, she regretted stealing.

She hadn't even noticed that Amakusa had started calling her Orange.

"Oh? There's even a bench here. Then why lock the door? Did some upperclassman pull off some great feat here?"

Amakusa voiced his surprise, wiped the dust off the seat, and sat down.

"I bet this place used to be full of the smell of hormones!"

Even though Amakusa had done his best to lighten the mood, Kamuro still didn't reply.

But even so, Amakusa had no intention of abandoning his original plan.

"You did it because you thought it was exciting, right?"

At those words, Kamuro reacted strongly.

"W-what are you talking about? I don't understand! I'm leaving!"

Lies didn't hurt people. The truth was the sharpest blade.

Beer wasn't worth much. Money had nothing to do with it.

Kamuro wasn't an alcoholic, either.

Amakusa silently opened the video he'd recorded.

"Take a look."

When Kamuro saw the video on his phone, her first instinct was to snatch it.

But Amakusa caught her with one hand and frowned. "Stealing isn't the mistake. Refusing to regret it is."

Huh?

The strength in his hand left Kamuro astonished. Wasn't Amakusa supposed to be a weakling?

But this wasn't the time to focus on that.

Kamuro suddenly remembered that Amakusa was her accomplice, wasn't he?

So why was he lecturing her?

"Shut up. You're just the same."

Thinking that, Kamuro felt a little bolder as she spoke.

"Orange, I'm not like you. I paid for mine."

Amakusa shrugged unconcernedly, not bothering to explain further.

"What do you mean?"

"Wait, did you just call me Orange again?" Kamuro didn't like that name.

"Heh heh heh~ That's not up to you." Amakusa let go of her hand. "You think it's exciting, right? I'll give you what you want. Heh heh heh~"

"What are you trying to do? Get away from me!"

"You wouldn't want the school finding out about this, would you?"

Amakusa waggled his phone and went on, "Let's see what color panties you're wearing today. Lift your skirt yourself."

"No way!" Kamuro refused with a disgusted look and immediately turned to leave.

But Amakusa wasn't about to let her go just like that.

He grabbed Kamuro's hands, wrapped an arm around her waist, and, sitting on the bench, pulled her over and pinned her down.

The whole thing didn't happen particularly quickly, but Kamuro still couldn't react in time.

Feeling the immense strength in his hands and across her body, Kamuro had to admit she couldn't fight back at all.

"What are you doing, you pervert!"

"This is your punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp crack rang out.

Kamuro clenched her teeth, her face turning red as if she'd been holding her breath too long. She hadn't expected Amakusa to actually dare—dare to hit her.

The pain between her cheeks kept reminding Kamuro that this wasn't a dream.

"Let me go! You pervert! [Censored]—"

"Oho, you've got quite a dirty mouth."

Amakusa was in such a good mood that he didn't care at all.

After some time had passed.

"So? Isn't this a lot more exciting than stealing?"

"None of your damn business!"

Kamuro didn't want to admit it—not that, for one brief moment, she'd thought this was more exciting than stealing.

Amakusa reached out and stroked Kamuro's hair, speaking gently. "Instead of seeking thrills by breaking the law, come to me.

"I'll give you even more excitement, so you don't need to do this kind of thing anymore."

He was such a pervert... And now he was taking advantage of the situation...

Kamuro's face flushed. She turned her head awkwardly and pouted, looking thoroughly indignant.

She didn't want to admit it... Even though her voice was so faint it was barely audible, it carried no conviction.

"Shut up..."

Heh heh heh~ Heh heh heh~

"Of course, my earlier request still stands. That's my hush money."

Amakusa suddenly shifted from being perfectly serious to something else entirely. He let Kamuro get up from his lap, muttering the word "panties."

"Huh? I'm not doing that!"

Now that she was free, Kamuro instinctively rejected Amakusa's demand.

Remembering that this weakling had just overpowered her, she wanted to get back at him.

But it was only a thought.

Though she didn't know why Amakusa had suddenly become so strong, she knew that if she really tried to fight back, she'd only humiliate herself.

"What was the principal's email again? Never mind, I'll check the school website."

After pretending to tap around on his phone a few times, Amakusa said—

"Wait! I'll do it!"

Then Kamuro reluctantly lifted her... and revealed a flash of white.

"Oh~ So you're wearing white panties today~"

"This is so humiliating... You pervert, just you wait."

Kamuro threatened him as usual, looking at Amakusa with the same disgust she'd reserve for vomit.

Amakusa didn't mind. Wasn't that part of the charm?

"Are you done yet!"

"Not yet, not yet."

The hand Kamuro used to hold up her skirt trembled. This pervert Amakusa was standing so close to look.

They were about half a hand's breadth apart, and Amakusa was watching with complete concentration.

For a moment, Amakusa wondered whether he should take a picture. After thinking it over, he decided against it.

If he really did that, Kamuro would definitely drop her skirt.

Still, it wasn't a total loss.

From his observations, Amakusa could confirm one thing.

Kamuro wasn't on her period.

After all, she wasn't wearing a pad.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Click—

"Why, taking a little souvenir, of course."

In the end, Amakusa still took a picture.

But he didn't aim it at her panties. To be precise, he got Kamuro's whole body in the shot.

In the photo, her face was faintly red and her expression disgusted, yet she was still holding up her skirt despite her reluctance.

Her thighs, wrapped in knee-high socks, and her pure white panties were all on full display.

Honestly, Kamuro's cool, aloof personality suited a disgusted expression very well.

The picture showed off all of Kamuro's charm.

"You pervert! Scumbag! Delete that!"

Realizing what Amakusa had done, Kamuro immediately lunged at him, claws out, trying to grab his phone.

She'd clearly forgotten what had happened just moments ago.

As expected, Kamuro was subdued again.

"Pervert! Scumbag! I'll fight you to the death!"

After she'd thrown a few punches, none of them hurt Amakusa at all.

"Why haven't you learned your lesson, Orange~"

"Shut up! Don't call me Orange!"

Even with her hands restrained, Kamuro remained defiant. The immense pressure on her wrists made her face flush.

"Oho, looks like you need another punishment."

Pfft—

"You bastard! That's too much! Pervert! I'm really going to get mad!"

So you weren't mad before?

Well, that was probably enough.

Before Kamuro could say another word, Amakusa quickly released her hands.

He backed away several steps, picked up the bag full of beer, and hurried to the rooftop door.

"Bye~ Orange~"

Mwah~

Amakusa even blew her a kiss as he left.

Kamuro, completely unable to keep up with what was happening, was left behind, unable to come to her senses for a long while.

He'd flirt and then run...

At that moment, a sharp scream rang out from the school building's rooftop.

"Amakusa!!"