Kiriyama Ikuyo appeared to despise Kiryuin Fuka and quickly excused himself from the conversation, leaving the two to talk privately.

At the same time, he made it clear to Kaoru Mitoma that even if Kiryuin Fuka refused, he would still cooperate with whatever plan Kaoru had next.

Watching him leave, Fuka curled her lips slightly and turned her gaze to Kaoru.

"Although Kiriyama didn't explain the details to me, I don't think anyone would make such a request without reason."

As she spoke, she looked at Kaoru expectantly, as if urging him to continue.

"Senpai, have you ever had a boyfriend before?"

"Heh, I haven't met a man who's made my heart flutter yet," Fuka replied with a light laugh.

"Don't tell me you're about to confess to your senpai right now?"

Kaoru shook his head. "Even if I were to confess to you now, without any emotional foundation, you'd probably reject me right away."

"How do you know unless you try? With such an adorable kouhai like you, maybe I'd actually be moved for once." Fuka leaned slightly forward, closing the distance between them just enough that their breaths seemed to mingle in the air, light and teasing.

"No thanks. If I got rejected by such a cute senpai, I'd never recover from the emotional trauma." Kaoru remained unfazed.

Her eyes were fixed on him, her lips curled in a faint smirk—clearly, she was a strong opponent.

Kiryuin Fuka flashed a breathtaking smile before speaking leisurely, "I know your name. The one who swindled a good amount of Personal Points from Nagumo. I've heard you're quite active among the first-years too—Class A has pulled far ahead of the others."

"Actually, I was planning to get to know you, senpai. I'd like to be your friend," Kaoru said.

"Just like you mentioned earlier, I have plenty of Personal Points. Think of it as a 'friendship fee'—no problem at all."

A question mark practically materialized above Kiryuin Fuka's head as she chewed on his words.

"Friendship fee?"

"I'd send you a sum every month, dedicated to maintaining our friendship," Kaoru explained.

Kiryuin Fuka's expression turned odd.

Though she was usually carefree and spent money without hesitation—practically living paycheck to paycheck—his proposal sounded… bizarrely niche.

"Because Class A has dominated the entire grade, have you now set your sights on the second-years out of sheer boredom?"

"I don't think being friends with you is boring at all."

"Heh, when Kiriyama first told me about you, I thought it was a joke." Fuka raised a finger and poked his chest lightly.

"A mere kouhai, trying to chase after his senpai?"

"If senpai would let me have a taste, I'd gladly camp outside your dorm every day, showering you with flowers." Kaoru's gaze dropped shamelessly to her thighs, his intentions was crystal clear.

Fuka froze mid-motion, falling silent for a moment.

Honestly, did this guy have no sense of shame?

"Are you some kind of masochist with a special fetish?" She shot him a sharp glare.

"I'm just a simple man of culture," Kaoru stated bluntly. "The moment a cute girl like you appears before me, my heart races uncontrollably. All sorts of desires flash through my mind—every single one of them something I'd love to experience with you."

"Impressive. You're the first pervert brave enough to say something like that to my face." Despite her words, Fuka didn't seem the least bit angry.

Though she might say one thing, her thoughts could very well be another.

[Kiryuin Fuka: Surprise, curiosity, suspicion...]

[Suggestion: Further stimulate the target's inquisitiveness to provoke emotional changes.]

It seems "Emotion Perception" is equally ineffective—or perhaps she simply doesn't have many thoughts to begin with, which is why further stimulation is necessary.

"Is that okay?"

"Why would you think I'd agree to a pervert's request?"

"If we're friends, this kind of request is pretty normal," Kaoru said.

"Because we're friends, fooling around like this is actually proof of a good relationship."

Fuka thought carefully—his words did seem to make some sense.

No! even as a joke between friends, things shouldn't go this far.

"Being friends is fine, but regarding your request, I have one condition."

Kaoru was slightly taken aback.

He hadn't expected it to be this easy.

He wasn't afraid of her having conditions—he was afraid she wouldn't negotiate at all.

"What condition?"

"Heh, it's simple," Fuka said with a grin. "As long as you can make me happy, I might indulge you a little."

Now it was Kaoru's turn to fall silent.

Of course.

It couldn't possibly be that simple.

"Don't make that face. For a pervert, making a girl happy should be easy, right?"

"I heard you're short on money, senpai."

"I'll get angry, you know."

"..."

The more flustered Kaoru became, the more pleased she seemed—as if she had finally regained her usual commanding presence.

"Fine, senpai, how about we talk about the sports festival instead?" Kaoru had more than one objective.

"I heard from Kiriyama-senpai that he holds you in high regard."

Fuka clicked her tongue.

"You're not trying to get me to help you deal with Nagumo, are you?"

"Friends should help each other, right?" Kaoru began shamelessly bargaining.

"Look, I'll give you a monthly 'friendship fee' from now on. Can you really bear to watch me lose to Nagumo?"

Fuka found this amusing. "This 'friendship fee' of yours sounds more like protection money."

"Senpai, I have over four million Personal Points right now with nowhere to spend them," Kaoru said seriously.

Damn it.

She was actually kinda tempted.

After a brief pause, Kiryuin Fuka blinked.

"200,000 Personal Points a month. And if I place well in the sports festival, you'll give me another 500,000."

"Are you extorting me, senpai?"

"This is called a lesson—you shouldn't have revealed your hand so early."

"...This feels unfair."

Kaoru pretended to agonize for a moment before glancing up to see Fuka's face brimming with satisfaction, clearly pleased with her successful extortion.

"If you half-ass it, senpai, not only will I withhold the Personal Points, but I'll also punish you."

As he spoke, Kaoru's gaze drifted towards Kiryuin Fuka's perky ass.

Ever since spanking Sakayanagi, he'd developed a bit of a fondness for that sensation.

"Heh, don't worry. My goal has always been first place," Fuka said, completely unfazed by his stare.

Instead, she placed her hands on her hips, her big chest thrust forward, radiating confidence.

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