Slap!

Perhaps out of pure instinct, the moment she sensed something strange, Masumi reacted as if swatting a fly—her hand lashed out reflexively.

Unsurprisingly, Kaoru clutched his cheek.

After all, licking a girl's face was practically asking to get hit.

"Ah—s-sorry, I don't know why I just…" As she spoke, Masumi gradually processed what had happened.

Her face burned crimson, her eyes brimming with humiliation and fury.

"What the hell were you doing?!"

This guy had taken advantage of her guard being down to lick her face!

This wasn't just foot-fetishism anymore—this was irredeemable perversion!

Masumi felt goosebumps rise all over her body.

The sticky sensation still lingered on her cheek.

She touched it—was it really gone? Or had it already seeped into her skin?

"Didn't you tell me to lick?" Kaoru said calmly. "A lick is a lick. The location shouldn't matter."

"How could it not matter?!" Masumi was stunned by his shamelessness.

Then, she suddenly realized just how dangerous her situation was—if this guy decided to do something to her now, she probably couldn't stop him.

"You were bold enough to ask me to lick your feet. Doesn't that make you the more depraved one?" Kaoru sneered.

"What kind of normal girl takes off her socks in a guy's room and tells him to lick her toes? That's clearly your kink."

Masumi laughed in disbelief.

This guy was actually playing the victim first? She raised her phone coldly.

"Take a look at these photos. What are these? Either you're sneaking shots of my butt or Sakayanagi's feet—you perverted creep!"

"I took some, sure. But aren't these the ones you took?" Kaoru pointed at certain photos on the phone.

"I took pictures of feet, fine. But you even snuck shots of Sakayanagi's chest."

"Lies! When did I ever—?!"

"Don't believe me? Check for yourself."

"If I don't find any, you're dead."

Just as Masumi started flipping through the album, a hand suddenly appeared in her vision.

Before she could react, it effortlessly snatched the phone away.

Masumi froze for a moment before realizing she'd been tricked—he'd deliberately distracted her.

"You damn per—"

The girl had just lifted her head when she found herself staring into a pair of eyes so close they seemed within reach.

Their deep pupils resembled the abyss of the ocean, as if countless flickering stars resided within them.

The words she had been about to speak came to an abrupt halt.

A soft, warm sensation brushed against her lips, and a gentle warmth suddenly teased her hair.

Her heart pounded wildly, as if a little deer inside her couldn't take it anymore and was about to burst through her chest.

After a moment, Kaoru looked at her stunned expression and chuckled softly.

"Kamuro-san, perhaps both you and Sakayanagi-san were mistaken. My target today might just be you."

Kamuro Masumi froze for a long time, unconsciously touching her lips as a whirlwind of emotions surged within her.

Was her first kiss really gone just like that?

For a girl, a first kiss was naturally something of great significance.

It should happen in the perfect place, under an intoxicating atmosphere, where his gaze would be so mesmerizing that she'd willingly close her eyes, stand on her tiptoes, and bravely meet his kiss with a touch of unforgettable passion.

"How disgusting."

Kamuro Masumi glared at him coldly.

Of course, she didn't have such girlish, fairy-tale fantasies.

Instead, she spat in disgust, pulled out a tissue, and vigorously wiped her mouth.

"Tch, it's all your saliva. You're such a creep. If you pull something like this again, I'll call the police. Sexual harassment is a capital offense, you know."

Kaoru frowned, as if things hadn't gone as he'd expected.

[Kamuro Masumi: Chaos, chaos, chaos…]

[Suggestion: Display your "Erotic Massage Technique" in front of the target to effectively ease the awkward tension.]

Was her brain still not processing what had happened?

"Heh, Masumi-san is completely dazed. You could actually take the chance to kiss her again."

For some reason, a familiar voice came from the bed.

Kaoru turned around to see Sakayanagi Arisu lying on the bed, propped up on her side, watching them with an amused smile.

However, she probably hadn't noticed the thing on her face yet—otherwise, she definitely wouldn't be smiling.

"W-when did you wake up?" Kamuro Masumi panicked, not just because she had also been involved in the scheme, but also because her first kiss had been witnessed by Sakayanagi Arisu.

"I've been awake for a while now, Masumi-san." Sakayanagi was lying—she had just woken up, right in time to see the moment the two kissed.

As she spoke, she glanced at Kaoru, trying to discern something from his expression.

Despite having just woken up, Sakayanagi's thoughts were crystal clear.

The first thing she realized was that she had fallen victim to Kaoru's trap—he had drugged her tea.

He must have slipped in something like sleeping pills, which had knocked her out for nearly an hour without her even realizing it.

It wasn't entirely Sakayanagi's fault for falling for it.

Who would expect someone to drug their tea?

Such tricks were things you'd only encounter in the outside world—students here wouldn't even have access to such things.

Sakayanagi felt deeply frustrated.

Though she trusted that Kaoru wouldn't do anything truly dangerous to her, this kind of unpredictable, helpless feeling of being completely at his mercy was unbearable.

It left her feeling utterly insecure.

She tried to sit up but suddenly froze.

From Sakayanagi Arisu's perspective, her sleeve was pulled up, revealing strange words on her originally snow-white arm—what appeared to be a few sentences.

"I am an adorable little loli..."

As Sakayanagi read the words aloud, Kamuro Masumi shuddered and casually turned away.

She wasn't some perverted lolicon—there was no way she had written that.

"Fufufu..." Sakayanagi felt her sanity crumbling as an extremely dangerous smile crept onto her face.

"Mitoma-kun, would you mind explaining what this means?"

"Arrogantly clinging to the belief that you can't lose—I don't even know why you dared to accept my invitation. Chess clearly favors you, so why would I willingly walk to my doom?" Kaoru waved his phone smugly.

"In this world, there's more than one formula for victory. Opponents don't always play by your rules. And right now, I have hundreds of photos of Sakayanagi-san."

At the last sentence, Sakayanagi nearly lost her composure.

So he drugged her just for a prank and to take embarrassing photos?

The moment she woke up, she had braced herself for the worst, never expecting Kaoru Mitoma to completely defy her expectations.

This pervert!

"What's the point of these things?!" Sakayanagi immediately dismissed his so-called efforts.

"I don't care about these photos. Even if you spread them, they won't affect me."

The first step to avoiding blackmail was to deny the importance of the leverage—she couldn't let him use it against her.

"Who said I was going to spread them?" Kaoru blinked innocently. "Actually, I invited a few classmates over for a gathering today. They should be arriving soon."

In an instant, Sakayanagi's expression froze.

Masumi knew the little princess had been utterly defeated.

The moment she drank that tea, today's loss was inevitable.

"Masumi-san, were you just going to stand there and watch?" Sakayanagi's voice was laced with pain, as if she had been betrayed.

"I tried my best. It's just that this pervert is too much of a pervert." Masumi averted her gaze guiltily.

"You saw it yourself earlier—he almost assaulted me."

She didn't answer directly, nor did she lie—she simply omitted part of the truth.

Kaoru didn't expose her act.

Once he sent those photos to Sakayanagi later, she'd understand the meaning of regret.

"Is this your revenge against me?" Sakayanagi recalled the moment Kaoru had invited her.

"I don't understand why you're protecting Ichinose-san."

"It's not just about that. I just wanted to teach the haughty little princess a lesson," Kaoru replied.

Sakayanagi bit her lip before suddenly commanding, "Masumi-san, snatch his phone!"

Masumi knew this was a test—Sakayanagi wanted to see if she would still obey.

So she put on a show, making a few half-hearted swipes at Kaoru before predictably missing.

"At this point, no amount of desperate struggling will change anything." Kaoru stepped closer to the bed with an impassive expression, looming over Sakayanagi as her eyes flickered with panic—as if he might pounce on her at any moment.

"Guh... You're even taking my first kiss?" Sakayanagi Arisu forced a calm and composed demeanor, coldly meeting Kaoru Mitoma's gaze.

"Think carefully about the consequences. I'm not a woman who can be easily dealt with."

The next moment, Kaoru's fingers trailed over the girl's calf.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, clearly feeling his fingertips moving upward along her leg, past her knee, and slowly stopping on her thigh.

Just a little further, and his hand would invade beneath her skirt.

"You really are a perverted foot fetishist." Sakayanagi seemed to resign herself, closing her eyes as if waiting for something.

However, Kaoru grabbed her waist and swiftly flipped her over, revealing the girl's perky ass before him, the skirt draping over the slightly raised curve of her hips.

Slap—

Sakayanagi froze for a moment before her entire face slowly flushed red.

She had been spanked by Mitoma again—this time on the bed, right in front of Kamuro Masumi.

"Mitoma-kun, this is the second time... I won't guh—"

Slap—

"You... this is how you treat a girl? Mmmph..."