"If you try to devour me, I only have two options."

Horikita Suzune's tone remained utterly calm as she lifted her teacup with both hands, showing no fear that he might have drugged it.

She gently blew away the steam before her soft lips touched the rim.

"Two options?" Kaoru watched her delicate movements, admitting that everything a beautiful girl did was pleasing to the eye.

"Kill you, or marry you." Horikita didn't even look up, as if discussing something mundane.

"I probably couldn't accept the latter. After you've had your fun, I'd kill you, then myself."

Kaoru's face darkened.

So his only path was death?

Seeing his expression, Horikita felt a rare sense of superiority and couldn't resist teasing him.

"For someone as lust-driven as you, wouldn't dying be worth it if you got to have your way with a beauty like me?"

"It would matter. There's more than one beautiful girl in this world." Kaoru adopted a thoughtful expression.

"I think Kushida from your class is quite cute—she seems like a gentle, caring little angel."

"Disgusting." Horikita glared coldly at him, though it wasn't clear whom she was insulting.

"Back to business—let's continue discussing our contract." Kaoru smiled. "While I'd love to do something inappropriate to Suzune, I'd prefer you repay your debt quickly."

Horikita frowned, assuming he wanted penalty fees.

"Don't worry, I'll return every last point to you."

But Kaoru quietly said, "No, you truly don't have much time. Next month begins the second semester, and next year brings the student council president's graduation. You haven't forgotten your purpose, have you?"

Horikita froze.

Of course she remembered—she'd come to ANHS to follow in Horikita Manabu's footsteps.

If not for the school's unique rules, she wouldn't have cared about being in Class D, content to watch her brother from afar.

Yet Class D turned out to be the worst class.

Someone of Horikita's temperament could never accept such an outcome.

Even if she tried, as Horikita Manabu's sister, she couldn't permit herself to remain in Class D.

That was how she'd ended up falling into Kaoru Mitoma's trap.

"I actually don't care about these Personal Points. On the contrary, because of this debt, I'm quite troubled about whether or not to expel you next," Kaoru Mitoma sighed. "If I expel you, the debt is practically gone. If I don't, who knows when you'll be able to pay it back?"

Horikita Suzune was a little angry, but she held it in because Kaoru Mitoma wasn't wrong.

Due to Class D losing 150 points in the VIP exam, she might not even have the minimum ability to repay him now.

"I understand," Horikita reluctantly lowered her head, gripping the teacup with both hands.

The slight heat made it hard to endure, so she simply drank all the tea in one go.

Seeing this, Kaoru took out a contract he had prepared in advance.

"This is the proposal you made last time. If there are no issues, you can sign it now."

Horikita glanced at it—this contract was clearly a supplementary clause to the debt, such as requiring a minimum repayment of 20,000 Personal Points per month and fulfilling any one of Kaoru's demands every week, among other things.

"I need to correct one thing," she said calmly, pointing her index finger at the demands.

"You can't demand my expulsion, nor can you ask me to violate school rules or do anything detrimental to me."

"Then what can I ask you to do?" Kaoru looked puzzled.

Horikita fell silent for a moment, as if struggling intensely, before slowly speaking.

"You can only... do very indecent things to me."

"Indecent things?" Kaoru was even more confused.

Horikita gritted her teeth, a faint blush gradually spreading across her delicate face.

"What else could it be? Of course, it's the things you like to do... Do I really have to say it out loud for you to be satisfied?"

"I like doing a lot of things. I genuinely don't know which one you're referring to."

"Mitoma!" Horikita's chest heaved in anger. "Lewd stuff! I'm agreeing—you can only do lewd things to me. Happy now?!"

Her voice was unexpectedly loud.

Kaoru cleared his throat. "Well, I do like that, but people's... preferences vary. We can't generalize. What if my demands are things you find utterly incomprehensible or even resist to the extreme?"

Hearing this, Horikita regained some composure and whispered, "Like I said earlier, if you take it to the final step, there are only two choices."

Kaoru Mitoma's expression turned odd.

So, as long as it wasn't sex, anything was allowed?

"In that case... how about showing me your panties?"

Faced with such a shameless request, Horikita silently stood up, lifting her skirt with both hands.

Slowly, she pulled it up from her calves to her thighs, revealing black thigh-high socks and slender, perfectly straight legs fully displayed before Mitoma.

Then, as the skirt continued to rise, her fair, rounded thighs came into view—smooth skin like cream cake or jelly, with the sock bands slightly pressing into her soft flesh.

The pure white color of her panties and slightly translucent texture left Kaoru momentarily speechless.

"You... don't feel embarrassed anymore?"

"Hmph." Horikita Suzune coldly looked down at him.

Though she said nothing, the disdain in her eyes spoke volumes—as if she were staring at some non-recyclable trash, or something far worse than trash.

"It seems this level of difficulty isn't enough for you. Should I make it harder?" Kaoru Mitoma mused.

Horikita was sharp—she wasn't an idiot.

She immediately replied, "Right now, this is just a free demonstration. Our debt hasn't come due yet. If you want to push things further, you'll have to agree to one condition."

"What condition?" Kaoru asked.

"Reduce the penalty fee a little—say, by 100,000 yen—and then I'll let you do it once." Horikita watched him with slight tension.

She hadn't left her room today, so letting him lick her leg once should be fine.

Kaoru fell silent for a moment.

She really wasn't stupid, but in some ways, she was incredibly naive.

"Fine, I agree."

"You said it yourself—no take-backs!"

"..."

Watching Horikita's smug expression, Kaoru silently turned around and pulled two items from a drawer.

When Horikita saw what he was holding, her expression froze.

"...A collar?"

At her confusion, Kaoru nodded.

"Yes, a collar. You'll wear it around your neck, and I'll take you for a walk."

Horikita stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

Wait, wasn't he supposed to lick her leg?

Why was he talking about walking her like a dog?

What kind of twisted game was this?

"N-no way! I told you, nothing that breaks the rules or puts me at a disadvantage!" Horikita's face burned red as she glared at Kaoru.

"This goes way beyond our agreement, you pervert!"

Kaoru tilted his head. "Didn't you say 100,000 point was enough?"

"I—I thought you meant licking... Ugh, forget it! There's no way I'm doing this!"

"If not this, then what do you want to do?"

"Just swap one, just one will do!"

Kaoru Mitoma's gaze involuntarily landed on another item.

Following his line of sight, Horikita Suzune spotted something small, pink and round, with wires and buttons attached.

"What is this?"

Indeed, Horikita Suzune had no idea what it was.

Her knowledge of porn related matters was limited to what she'd read in biology textbooks—she hadn't even experienced sexual intercourse before.

Kaoru, however, was quite familiar with this little device.

In his previous world, idols occasionally used certain methods to relieve stress.

This little thing was among them.

Kaoru had stumbled upon idols using it in private more than once—each time, it had been awkward.

Later, perhaps because he had been too lenient with them, they even dared to use it secretly on stage, shamelessly shoving the controller into his hands.

Thankfully, it had only been a commercial performance.

Otherwise, Kaoru wouldn't have known how to cover for them.

"It's a girl's secret weapon."

Hearing his explanation, Horikita Suzune only grew more confused.

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