CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 7

Seijirou frowned deeply, following Rindou down the quiet hallway as she hummed softly, her long black hair swaying slightly behind her with each step, her pace calm and unhurried while his patience was wearing thin.

She walked as if she had all the time in the world, the faint echo of her footsteps filling the air, while Seijirou dragged behind her with his hands stuffed into his pockets, expression flat but irritation flickering beneath the surface.

When they reached the student council room, Rindou opened the door gracefully and motioned for him to enter first.

The room was spacious, neat, and carried the faint smell of polished wood and fresh paper.

Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, lighting the student council emblem hung proudly on the far wall behind her ornate desk.

Seijirou stood at the doorway, hesitating for a brief second before sighing and stepping inside.

"Make it quick," he muttered, glancing around the room as Rindou closed the door behind them. "I still haven’t eaten."

Rindou smiled slightly, walking toward her desk and standing behind it with the composed air of a noblewoman addressing her knight.

Her blue eyes softened as she looked at him, and to his surprise, she bowed, deeply and sincerely.

"Thank you," she said quietly, her tone formal yet genuine. "For what you did."

Seijirou blinked, then clicked his tongue and leaned back in the chair she motioned him to take.

"If that’s all you called me for, then I’m leaving," he said bluntly, already half-standing.

But before he could rise, Rindou’s next words stopped him in his tracks.

"The Hunters."

Seijirou froze, his movement halting as his eyes narrowed. Slowly, he sat back down, his expression tightening as he stared at her. "How do you know about them?"

Rindou folded her hands neatly on the desk, her posture perfect, her gaze unwavering.

"I asked my father to look into the group that... attempted to harm me that time," she began, her voice steady but carrying an undertone of caution. "He discovered that they were part of an organization calling themselves ’Hunters.’"

Seijirou said nothing, but his frown deepened.

"However," Rindou continued, "before we could begin a deeper investigation, word came that they’d been completely wiped out. They were destroyed, disbanded after a violent confrontation."

Her eyes flicked up toward him, and a small, knowing smile played on her lips. "They called the one responsible the ’King of Shunji High.’"

Seijirou’s expression twitched. He could already see where this was going.

Rindou tilted her head, her tone light but her eyes sharp. "That King was you, wasn’t it?"

Seijirou groaned and ran a hand through his hair, suppressing the urge to smack his head against the nearest wall.

What the hell is she imagining in that head of hers?

"That was me. Bbut I didn’t do it because of you."

"Oh?" Rindou’s smile widened slightly, amused.

He sighed, exasperated. "I destroyed those guys because they beat up my subordinates. That’s it. Nothing more."

For a brief moment, silence hung in the room. Then, Rindou lowered her gaze, murmuring something under her breath, too soft for him to catch.

"What?" Seijirou asked, raising an eyebrow.

She looked back up, her expression suspiciously serene.

"I was just saying," she said with a faint smirk, "that I was right."

Seijirou frowned, "Right? About what?"

Rindou pointed a slender finger at him, her lips curling into a teasing smile. "Right that you’re a tsundere."

Seijirou blinked. "Huh? What?"

"You heard me," she said, tone unbothered, almost smug. "A textbook tsundere."

Seijirou stared at her, face blank. "I think you’ve lost your mind. Maybe you should get a therapist."

Rindou chuckled softly, clearly enjoying herself. "You say you don’t care, but no one, and I mean no one, would confront an entire gang for a so-called ’subordinate’ unless they actually mattered. You can keep pretending it was just loyalty or duty, but anyone can see that’s not it. You care about that subordinate."

"No, I don’t." Seijirou said, scowling as his tone sharpened, his Seijirou personality flaring out, "they’re just subordinates. That’s all. I don’t give a damn about them."

Rindou raised an eyebrow, her smirk deepening as if she’d just cornered him in a debate.

"Then that can only mean one thing," she said softly, eyes gleaming with mischief.

Seijirou frowned. "And what’s that supposed to mean?"

"That you destroyed the Hunters because of me."

The sheer confidence in her voice made Seijirou’s head ache. "Are you serious?"

Rindou nodded, utterly unbothered. "Perfectly."

Seijirou let out a long sigh, rubbing his temples as if physically restraining himself from responding with violence. "...Rindou, you’re one hell of a narcissist. I destroyed the hunters because I felt like it, not for you."

Rindou only smiled, clearly savoring his reaction.

"You can deny it all you want, Kageyama-kun," she said lightly, turning to pour herself tea from a small pot on the desk. "But I’ve already reached my conclusion. You’re just embarrassed to admit it."

He shot her a flat look. "Embarrassed? You think I care about what some uptight, overconfident president thinks?"

"Exactly," Rindou said smoothly, giving him a knowing look. "That’s precisely what a tsundere would say."

Seijirou had enough, he stood up from his seat and walked towards Rindou, slamming his hand on her desk, his eyes released a savage glint.

"Rindou, if you don’t shut up, I will make you regret it."

Rindou smiled, "Oh? In what way are you going to make regret it?"

Seijirou grunted, grabbed the desk and pushed it to the side, startling Rindou as she was forced to stand up, her eyes widening.

"What the...?" Before Rindou could react, Seijirou took a step forward.

Instinctively, Rindou took a step back. And as Seijirou started walking towards her, she started retreated until her back bumped against the wall.

Then, without any words, Seijirou lifted her chin, forcing her to looke up to him.

Seijirou smirked, "So, Rindou. Are you going to shut up?"

Rindou trembled, but she forced herself to smile smugly, "Y-You think this scares me? T-Too bad, I’ve been in wor—"

Her words were cut off as Seijirou pressed his lips against her.

Her eyes widened as her entire body froze from shock. She stared at Seijirou in a daze, not realising what was happening until Seijirou lick her lips, and unconsciously, her lips opened, as if imviting him in.

Seijirou shoved his tongue inside her mouth, and she finally snapped out of her daze and realized what was happening.

However, unconsciously, she deepened the kiss, closing her eyes as she wrapped her hands around Seijirou’s neck.

It was this kiss that made Seijirou finally remember just how easy it is to steal a heroine. He just helped her once, and she was already wrestling with his tongue.

If he tried to push a little bit, she would probably spread her legs for him.

No one in their right mind would do that.

’Let’s see how far is she willing to go.’

Seijirou moved his hands and caressed her thigh. He felt her flinched and broke the kiss for a moment, making Seijirou think that there is a chance that she could return to being a normal person that would report someone that forcefully kissed her.

But before he can say anything, she once again went for a kiss. This time, on her own initiative.

’She probably just broke off the kiss to take a breath.’

Slowly, Seijirou raised his hands and rested it on her hips, caressing it gently.

Seeing no reaction, he put his hands insite her uniform, caressing her soft skin.

Once again, Rindou broke off the kiss, her hazy, lust-filled eyes locked into his as she whispered, "...Take it off."

Well, he was not planning on taking it this far.

But if there’s a girl you are kissing with and asking you to ’take it off’, you need to check your orientation if you refused.

Slowly, Seijirou unbottoned her uniform, starting from the button, savoring every moment where Rindou would breathe heavily every button he undone.

Finally, as he fully unbottoned everything, he saw the white bra that hid her moderate C-cup chest.

"... They’re small, right? You might be disappointed."

Seijirou didn’t say anything, his hands unhooked her bra, fully revealing her pink, erect nipples.

Rindou hid her face to his chest, her ears bright red from embarrassment.

"They’re perfect. Fits perfectly in my hands." He whispered, lifting her chin and kissing her once again.

He noticed her trying to unbotton his uniform, but he let her be.

When his uniform was fully opened, he took it off, threw it to the side with Rindou’s uniform and bra as he lifted her up and placed her over her desk he pushed away, all the while not breaking their kiss.

At that moment, the dark, possessive thoughts of the original Seijirou filled his mind.

He stared at her neck, wanting to leave a love mark.

And before he knew it, he drew his mouth to her neck, inhaling her sweet scent as he sucked her skin, hard, making sure to leave a hickey that won’t leave for weeks.

"Mm~" Rindou let out a soft moan, letting him do as he pleased, as if she wasn’t thinking what would other people, especially her parents would say if they saw the hickey he left behind.

Seijirou let go of her neck, satisfied with his work.

He stared at Rindou, who was looking at him eagerly.

"Kageyama-kun... Let’s do it ... I can’t take it anymore..." She whispered, softly.

There’s no need for him to be told twice.