CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 2

And as expected, by the time Seijirou and Haruka emerged from the bathroom, along with the time it took to wear their uniforms, the perfectly cooked food Yuko had prepared was already turning cold.

Yuko, had to quickly microwave everything before they could sit down for a belated, quiet breakfast.

She had heard of their ’business’ in the bathroom, well, even if she didn’t hear them, she would know what had happened.

But she didn’t say anything, finding it unnecessary.

Now, they stood at the front entrance of the house, about to leave.

Yuko, still in her apron, performed a low, formal bow. "Please be careful on your way to school, Seijirou-sama, and Haruka."

"Hmm, we’ll be going now."

"We’re off, mother."

Seijirou and Haruka bid their farewells to Yuko.

Seijirou opened the heavy front door, and they stepped out onto the polished marble porch.

And right there, her hand raised and about to open the door, was Suzune.

Suzune’s usual cheerful, playful smile immediately lit up when she saw Seijirou walking out. "Seiji! Good morning! I came to—"

Her greeting froze instantly as her eyes registered Haruka standing intimately close to him.

Her gaze then dropped, landing sharply on the raw, unmistakable, and completely visible hickeys marking Haruka’s pale neck and collarbone.

The marks were stark, fresh testament to a night of demanding passion, and they alone confirmed exactly what the two of them had done, and with whom.

Seijirou noticed Suzune’s arrested gaze.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn’t yet told Suzune about the Himejima mother and daughter’s new, indentured status.

He wondered, with a flicker of genuine curiosity, if she would get angry.

Contrary to his expectation, Suzune was not filled with rage or jealousy.

Instead, a slow, deep, burning heat began to rise in her chest—a profound, exhilarating wave of ecstasy.

She realized with a jolt that catching her boyfriend, the untouchable King of Shunji, with another woman, a classmate no less, was intensely thrilling, bringing her a pleasure unlike any other!

Just like when she found out he was sleeping with her mom.

She then recalled previous incidents: when she would see Seijirou with other girls before they were official, she had felt annoyed, sometimes even happy, but not this visceral rush.

But now... now she was his girlfriend, and him cheating on her, betraying her trust, brought a sense of intoxicating excitement.

This feeling, she thought, a wicked, beautiful smile slowly replacing her frozen expression, ’I couldn’t get enough of it!’

"Haruka-chan," Suzune greeted the other girl, her voice a little husky with suppressed emotion. "It’s been a while since we last saw each other, how are you?"

Haruka offered a small, emotionless nod. "Indeed, it has been a while, Kurokawa Suzune. And I am fine, thank you."

Seijirou blinked. She’s not angry? Or was she just faking it?

He quickly ran a mental check of the game lore. He remembered that in the game, she would definitely get intensely jealous whenever Seijirou targeted the heroines, but she would always help him without hesitation, often facilitating his darker actions.

She would even smile, suggesting ways how he can quickly capture the heroines, all the while smiling as if she enjoyed it.

The players thought that she was smiling because she wanted to see the Heroines suffer, but what if...?

Seijirou’s eyes widened slightly as a terrifying possibility struck him. This girl... she couldn’t be...

His thoughts were cut off as Suzune, having finished her greeting, suddenly turned her full attention back to Seijirou, her eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity.

"Seiji, why is Haruka staying with you? What’s going on?"

Seijirou stared at Suzune for a few moments, thinking of the conclusion he had just reached.

But he shook his head, deciding not to think about it for now. "We should go. We’ll be late for the first bell. I’ll tell you on the way."

But before they moved, he asked, "Where are Shou and the others by the way? I thought Renji would be eager to be on time after his recovery."

Suzune shrugged dismissively. "Oh, they stayed at the new base last night. They were testing the arcade and probably got too caught up in the bar. They’re definitely still asleep. They probably won’t even go to school today."

Seijirou nodded, accepting the delinquency of his crew.

With that, the trio—the dominant King, the willing concubine, and the strangely thrilled Queen—walked toward the gates and began their walk to school.

On the way, Seijirou succinctly explained why Haruka ended up in his home.

"Haruka is here because her father effectively sold her and her mother off to my family in exchange for my mother not pursuing his crimes. They are now technically my property."

Haruka nodded stiffly, confirming the statement. "Everything I have now, body and soul, belongs to Seijirou-sama."

"Sama?" Suzune blinked, the term of supreme respect catching her attention.

Seijirou sighed, knowing this was an unnecessary complication in school.

"Haruka," he said, weary of the formality, "can you stop calling me that at school? It attracts too much attention."

Although confused by the command, Haruka stared into his eyes and nodded her immediate compliance.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, her red eyes questioning him. "Then, Master?"

Suzune’s eyes, already bright with mischief, seemed to sparkle at Haruka’s choice of address, but before she could voice her obvious approval of the term Master, Seijirou swiftly intervened.

"No," he stated firmly, pulling Suzune slightly closer to his side. "Haruka, you can just call me like you usually do. And, if possible, I want you to act completely normally, like you always do in class. As if you barely know me."

In Seijirou’s mind, there was no practical necessity to keep this matter a secret, but his desire for doing this was purely psychological.

The contrast of having the cold, untouchable ice queen of the class offer him such sensual, subservient praise in private, while maintaining her distant, perfect facade in public, brought a deep, secret sense of exhilaration.

It was the ultimate, private victory.

Haruka simply tilted her head, processed the command, and nodded. "Understood, Kageyama Seijirou."

She then slightly accelerated her pace, moving ahead of them before he looked back over her shoulder, her expression still unreadable, as she explained.

"I should go ahead then. Everyone will get suspicious if we are found walking to school together."

Seijirou nodded, accepting the logic. "Be careful."

Haruka offered a small, curt nod in response before disappearing around the corner, leaving them alone.

After she was gone, Seijirou turned his full attention to Suzune, who had immediately clung tighter to his arm, rubbing her cheek against his bicep.

"So," Seijirou asked, looking down at her, a challenge in his voice. "Are you not angry with me for sleeping with another woman?"

"Nope," Suzune replied immediately, shaking her head vigorously, her long hair brushing his shoulder.

She looked up at him, her cheeks flooding with a deep, embarrassed blush.

She opened her mouth, as if wanting to confess something scandalous, but closed it, seemingly unable to form the words.

Seijirou slowed his pace, genuinely intrigued by her reticence. "What is it? Just say it."

Finally, after a few moments of nervous hesitation and internal debate, Suzune leaned close, her voice dropping to a theatrical, shy whisper.

She sounded utterly mortified yet irresistibly compelled to confess.

"Seiji," she stammered, "this is going to sound kind of weird... and you have to promise not to laugh at me."

Seijirou, his interest fully piqued, promised with a faint, amused smile.

Suzune’s blush deepened, and she finally whispered the unbelievable truth. "I... I may be, just a tiny, tiny bit, excited and thrilled whenever you sleep with another woman."

"Oh..." Seijirou nodded slowly, his conclusion confirmed. "I kinda already knew that, so, not really surprised."

Suzune blinked, blushing. "Wait, you do?!"

"Yep." He popped the ’p’.

After all, the reason you can smile so excitedly and look so thrilled when you help Seijirou sleep with other woman wasn’t because you are sadistic, but because you are a cuckqueen.

More than that, he has other things he wanted to ask . "Aren’t you worried that I might actually fall in love with some girl I sleep with, and eventually leave you?"

Suzune threw her head back and laughed, a bright, easy sound that held genuine confidence.

"Nope. Leave me for a girl? No way! I’d be far more worried if you fell in love with a man! Because then," she continued, her voice dropping to a comedic whisper, "I won’t even have a chance to fight back!"

Seijirou nodded, finding her logic entirely reasonable.

Suzune was absolutely confident in her beauty, her charm, and her ability to dominate his attention.

If Seijirou fell for another woman, Suzune was certain she could win him back through sheer force of will, seduction, or rivalry.

She had the tools and the confidence for that fight.

But if Seijirou fell in love with a man, Suzune knew her power, her feminine appeal, which she banked on entirely, would be utterly useless.

Her competitive spirit would be pointless.

After all, no matter how capable she was, she couldn’t simply grow a pair of balls and a dick to level the playing field.

So she could only give up.

"I see your point," Seijirou conceded, a dark amusement twinkling in his eyes.

"Of course you do." She chuckled.

Seijirou squeezed her hand, staring at her straight in the eye, "But don’t worry, you are special. I will never leave you for anyone else, Suzune."