The next day, Shinomiya got up with a hand over his swollen, reddened forehead.
Standing before the washbasin, he looked at himself in the mirror and touched it.
"Hiss—so painful!"
Kushida really hadn't held back at all!
Yesterday's surprise attack had triggered Kushida, and she had directly cracked him on the head.
But it was fine. He had gotten all the benefits, too.
Kushida's little belly had been so soft, and he had almost gotten face-to-face benefits as well.
Aggressive methods came with risks, but the rewards were great too.
By increasing physical contact, he could slowly lower Kushida's guard.
At the very least, she would not be so resistant in the future.
Having to wait for the right atmosphere every time before getting close would be way too troublesome.
He went out onto the balcony and looked at the clear sky outside, as well as the students below, all dressed in casual clothes.
They were really full of energy!
Vacation had begun!
Shinomiya planned to go to the classroom to retrieve the things he had left behind. As he passed through the corridor, he spotted someone hurrying along with an anxious expression, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
This guy looked a little like he was high.
Holy shit, ice!
Driven by instinctive curiosity, Shinomiya followed him. The man hurriedly ran to the rooftop.
Shinomiya followed close behind, wanting to see what exactly he was up to.
The man reached the rooftop and impatiently pulled out a cigarette. His hands kept shaking, and he failed several times to bring it to his mouth.
After finally getting it in place, he pulled out a lighter.
Click! Click! Click!
He frantically struck the lighter, struggling to aim it at the cigarette tip.
Once it was lit, the man's cheeks hollowed out as the