"EHH!? GIRLS!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"
•••
Exposed to view, there, Ayanokōji disseminated what he knew to be the eavesdropper, or, the 'magenta protruding behind a tree'.
He became aware from the start that sleuths were upon them, heinously tuning in to his, the three leveled up degenerates', and the submissive boar's peculiar discussion. Owing to that fact, Ayanokōji deviously played along with the whims of the three whose flesh and bones are pure as driven snow but mentalities dragged through the mud.
Ayanokōji's prime objective was really to reform their ecstacy seeking minds, but from hearing out the initiation of their conversation, he established a separate scheme-
•
Straggled on top of Sakura, Hasebe was the first to get-over their rude awakening. "H-H-HURRY, AIRI-CHAN! PH-PHOTO!" She utilized her nubile voice to allow her current chair to snap out her disenchantment.
As it succeeded, Sakura rubbed her dirt-ridden eyes apace before briskly retrieving her camera. "AH~! WAYA MENET," she tripped on her tongue. "...AHHF! NO-!" Her shriek, comparable to a bat's, grated the ears of her friend.
"W-WHAT IS IT!?"
"I-It-It's shattered-"
"What!?"
"It's most likely due to the fall," Horikita broke in their haste dialogue.
She was sprucing herself up after a degrading trip from the stocky and obtrusive root of a tree.
For that reason, Sakura was unable to capture the moment of a blessing such as Ayanokōji smiling.
The argent orb of night, with its warm, milky gleam was vexed with all the commontion, as such, she yearned for time to speed its advancement so as to draw nearer in nadir.
She substituted her bearings for God's morning star, wreathed by its oregold, blazing flares. It shone and riddled resplendently through the woodland, the lush paradise. It gradually cast light upon the love-struck eavesdropper's current inglorious placement.
Satō, Matsushita, and Shinohara were tied like pretzel. Ichinose and Kushida thumped both their heads as they gracefully toppled. Horikita seemed to have gotten through some alone time with what Mother Nature conceived. And Karuizawa was crouching behind the bulky trunk of a tree, not too astonished by her emotionless lover's smile.
Shiina and Ibuki however, were not as clumsy; the latter morphed into a statue after she caught a glimpse of Ayanokōji's captivating beam, whilst the former was adorably infuriated since she only laid her eyes upon the handsome sight, which only occurs once in a blue moon, for a brief moment in space and time because of her bellicose companion who unconsciously impeded her vision.
Having enough of this mischief, the young lady yelled, "I-Ibuki-san! Move~! I need to imprint Kiyotaka-kun's face in my memory!" Shiina bulldozed her blushing companion to the side.
She hadn't brought her phone, so she decided to etch the image of her crush on her bibliophile mind, illustrating his stunning looks with vivid and literary descriptions, 'His shoulders like those of Titan's is ensuring of safety when I'm by his elbows. The earthy scent swirling around him allures me so, and it lightly plucks on my heartstrings. He has sharp eyes and scythe-like brows. He bears a comely cast and well-sculpted jaw. And, above all, Kiyotaka-kun's effulgent smile~. Hhaaah~.' As Shiina concluded her portrayal, she freed a steamy sigh belonging to her fine wine lips and face.
The collection of besotted maidens, and Yamauchi who appears to have something awakened in him, just couldn't avoid ogling at Ayanokōji even though his smile has long waned.
Did this ensue because of his fascinating pleased expression?
Perhaps this cropped up to be since they were in a predicament?
Or was this the result of him singing praises towards the girls? Only the plotter may know.
"...W-Wh-What are you peepers d-doing here!?" Ike bawled, not at all regaining his composure.
"S-S-SU^ZUNE!?" Sudō ran into a humiliating voice crack as he expressed the name of Horikita who's to say, 'smart that she's academically good.'
"E-Eh, Shiina-san, Ibuki!?" With the help of Sudō's puberty undertaking voice, Ishizaki could finally utter a word.
Yamauchi, however... We shall not give a second thought about her- him.
"...E-U-WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE? WHAT'RE YOU PERVERTS DOING HERE!?" Shinohara began her trademark nonsense.
"H-HAAAH!? Don't dodge the question, Uggo!"
"If I were to rephrase it, 'you're the vibrant meadow just beyond the hidden waterfall-'"
"W-WAIT, IS THAT-"
""UGGO", huh? We're those just empty words, Ike-kun?" Matsushita chimed in after Satō balefully blew the lid off of what he had said.
Unnerved, Ike stood squarely like a plank, his entirety grew pallid, even his white blood cells boomed whiter. And Shinohara was bedecked with crimson red disks on her cheeks. If only they avowed their feelings.
"Nevermind your spineless love, Kanji! Wh-Why're you here Suzune!?" Sudō interrupted their impassioned moment before calling out the object of his one-sided affection.
Horikita, however, paid no heed to the meathead, she instead set her faintly longing eyes on one man. "Ara, Ayanokōji-kun, so that's what you think of m- us." She felt so confident whilst saying that, that she was unaware of her face red as fire.
The girls too, all burned up now that they're face-to-face with him.
"For the most part," he replied nonchalantly. "And why are you girls here? Hiyori?"
Shiina flinched upon hearing that. "A-Ah! Ahmn..." She has yet to pick herself up from her nonplus.
"E-Ehh... Well, y-you see, Ayanokōji-kun, we... uhmm-." Ichinose seemed crestfallen, she had her lovely, rosy blonde hair engulf her face, chary of glancing at him. 'What do I do~!? Does he think of me as someone malicious now!?'
"...We just, eh, happened to come across this place, Ayanokōji-kun..." Kushida said something in response. She was fending off the sweet words that rang around her head to fight shy of heating up.
Ruling that this was a step forward to his plans, Ayanokōji decided to put screws on Hasebe for it's further advancement, "What about you, Haruka?"
"A-Are you serious, Airi? Ahh! Is it my fault it broke?" Hasebe, however, was preoccupied with urgent matters. "Ahh~! We missed the chance to get a snapshot of Kiyopon smiling!"
"I-I-I'm sorry. It's my f-fault..."
"Eh... Noo, no, Airi-chan, I'm not blaming you."
"B-But we couldn't take a photo of Kiyotaka-kun smiling-"
"...That doesn't matter. There's always the choice of forcing him," she said whilst a smug look loomed on her face. Haruka shifted her head to gaze at Ayanokōji. "Who knew that you were hiding the smile of a lady-killer, Kiyopon~?"
"I wasn't reall-"
"What's more, you were also keeping secret your relationship with Kei-san," Matsushita chipped in. Although she's neither gotten the affirmation nor denial about her friend and Ayanokōji's relationship, she dug more into the topic, in spite of that.
Hearing her remark, Ayanokōji stared, a bit surprised, at Karuizawa who was still cowering behind the tree, adorably peeking her head. 'Did you?' He initiated their act of telepathy.
'W-What!? N-N-Noo. Why would I!?' Truly a feat only best girls could attain.
'...' How she's able to stutter even in her mind, is beyond him.
'I-It's just...'
'Just?'
'I-It's your fault for saying those embarrassing things, b-baka-.'
'How'd it come to be my fault? The inner workings of a girl's mind is confusing.'
'Oy! I can read you, y'know!'
'C-Crap.' It appears that stammering in one's thoughts is common. '...So, what should we do?'
'I dunno. I'll leave that up to you,' she conveyed before sticking out her tongue.
'Are you mad..., somehow?'
'Very.'
'What did I say to upset you, Kei?'
'...Wh-Wha- You said-'
'Hm?'
'You said... some... stuff-.'
'Like?'
'L-Like how you said I look like a d-d-doll and ch-charming, and that strong, ehm, woman... thing. '
'Is that it?'
'...Yes! And that's how Chiaki-chan grew even more suspicious of me- us~!' Her glistening skin was glowing ruddy after repeating Ayanokōji's honeyed words.
'I also did mention that you're unbearably cute when teased, right?'
'Y...'
'Kei?'
'Y-You probed me on purpose~! Mou~, Kiyotaka. I hate how you act all oblivious. Hmph~.' A small pout adorned her pretty face.
'Sorry, sorry.'
'You tease me everywhere we go... As an apology, I get to sleep over your room.'
'...Alright. Now, let me figure a way out of this problematic situation.'
'Okay~.'
'What a quick change of attitude.'
'What's that?'
'Hm?' He pretended not to hear as he unlinked their telepathy. 'Should I or should I not reveal our relationship? I have no second thoughts about admitting it, but Kei, however... Did she imply that she's fine with telling them now?' The man in a mare's nest released a heavy sigh. "What do you mean, Matsushita?"
"Don't try to fool me, Ayanokōji-kun, I have plen-"
"Calm down, Chiaki-chan," Satō tapped her friend's shoulder. She made an effort to preserve Karuizawa's yet to be disclosed secret, "Even if they were dating, there's no reason for you to get so heated up, is there?"
Slowly acknowledging her friend's remark, Matsushita grew flustered of her actions. "A-Ah, you're right. I apologize, Ayanokōji-kun."
"...Wait," Yamauchi said, now out of his heaven filled with Ayanokōji's enticing smile. "So you're having an affair with Karuizawa-san, Kiyota-"
"Tskk..." Each and every girl clicked their tongue in disapproval for Yamauchi who wishes to be like them, despite his differently paired chromosomes, and one pair of brain cells.
"I'm genuinely thrilled to never interact with him again," Horikita muttered as she wore a snide smirk.
"You're much more worried about a pipe dream!?" Ishizaki hollered, now trudging towards his glacial classmate. "Yo, I-Ibuki-san, what're you guys... doing here?"
Ibuki's faint blush now turned into a pale dread expression since the ruffian was about sniffing distance from her. "Tch. Like I couldn't ask you the same thing," she replied sarcastically before turning on her heels to head back their camp.
"Ah. Wait, Ibuki-san, don't we have to give an explanation?" Shiina, now back to her noblewoman-like aura, attempted to halt her companion.
"Hah? Do what you want." As she took another step forward, the sounds of footsteps seemed to have doubled.
Crunch... Crunch...
Crunch... Crunch...
The leaves rustled to the tune of the mysterious stomps.
"Just how many people have discovered this stupid place," Ibuki said.
Crunch...
Crunch...
"Oy, Kanji. I thought you chose this site because it's far away from other camps?"
"E-Eh. It is."
"They're here probably because Kanji's obnoxious mouth could be heard even by blind people."
"No way!"
"Blind people aren't automatically deaf, you dimwits," Shinohara stated.
Crunch...
Crunch...
Clack...
Clack...
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Yahallo~!"
"...YUIGA- CHIE-SENSEI!?"
Two fetching women came forth from the black of trees. Their hair swayed melodiously to the singing breeze, its saccharine scent caressed each observers' nose.
"Chabashira-sensei?"
"Yahallo~! Horikita-san~" Hoshinomiya replied for her friend.
"What's with that weird greeting, Chie-sensei."
The youthful lady gasped in disbelief. "Don't tell me... Honami-chan, you've never watched that bittersweet ani-"
"Stop with the nonsense, Hoshinomiya," Chabashira cut in her colleagues guff.
"Wh- Nonsense!? Oregai-"
"Save it for someone who'll listen to you. We have 'duties' to attend to."
"...~Hmph, fine." She pursed her cherry lips as her eyes wandered, searching for one man "Ahh! Yahallo, Kiyotaka-kun~!" Hoshinomiya waved- no, pulled her slender hands back and forth.
'Is she drunk? And "Kiyotaka-kun"?' Ayanokōji puzzled over her actions and demeanor. "Good evening, Hoshinomiya-sensei."
"What did I tell you about using his given name?" Chabashira ruled out the option to hit her drunken friend, as she too is intoxicated and can't deal with any more problems.
"It's fine, Nee-sama."
"That's not for you to decide. Anyway, what might all of you be doing here at this hour? Horikita?" She asked, not per her 'duty', but as a formality and a way to progress concerning their true goal.
"...We- I was tending to matters regarding our class and Class B, with Ichinose-san."
"And where do these groups of girls, some Class C students, these three boys, and Ayanokōji lie in that 'matter'?"
"That-"
"Isn't that fine, Sae-chan? That was enough of an answer right~?" She winked to her friend, implying that they should hurry on to their 'duties'.
"Haaa-," she sighed, reluctantly she gave in. "Alright, all of you may head back to your respective camps now, except Ayanokōji."
"Eh? Why? What did he do, Chabashira-sensei?" Kushida quizzed.
"Yeah. Kiyotaka-kun has done absolutely nothing, Sensei." With her sweet voice, Shiina backed Kushida.
"Although I'm touched by your fondness of him, don't worry he's done no wrong deed."
Picking that up, the both of them looked to be unexhausted of converting into tomatoes.
"Okie~. Now that that's over with, scurry along girls~! You'll have Kiyotaka-kun all to yourself once we're done with him," Hoshinomiya put those words across before gesturing the maidens and the delinquents to shoo away.
""Done with him"?" Ike whispered. "...You bastard, Ayanokōji! You've been having an affai-"
"Don't be stupid, Ike," Chabashira uttered. She turned to her clumsy friend, "Please don't purposefully make it sound so lewd, Hoshinomiya," she scolded as she massaged her temples.
"Teehee~."
"A-A-Affair!? K-Kiyotaka-kun... a-an af-affair!?"
"Relax, Airi-chan, you heard what Chabashira-sensei said." Haruka helped her friend up before approaching their previous company.
"Now that that's cleared up, you lot should return now." Horikita and Karuizawa were about to speak up but they were immediately shot down by Chabashira's glare.
As they all retreated warily, the new remaining three just watched their withdrawing backs.
"...Why'd you have me stay, Sensei?"
"Before we get into that, we should also go back," she answers, still staring off into the tenebrosity offered by the olden woods.
'So they just wanted to talk? Is the topic not suitable to be discussed in the facilitators' tent?'
They simultaneously and leisurely took a step forward, with him in-between the two striking ladies. Ayanokōji and the pair of desirable women walked unhurriedly, briefly savouring the sea of trees' flowing quiet.
The tranquility, however, was destroyed in a moment by an ocean storm, "Hey, Kiyotaka-kun."
"...Kiyotaka-kun?" He could finally put out the question he's been meaning to ask.
"Ahh, sorry, how rude of me. Hehe~. You may also call me Chie-san, or Chie-chan, or maybe just Chie~... OR CHIE-NEE-SAN~!" Nee-san screamed, she brought her enthralling face near his.
"...I'm fine with neither. I don't think over familiarity with teachers is acceptable."
"Aw~. Cold as usual, Kiyotaka-kun~."
'"As usual"?'
"She's a bit-," Chabashira peeked at her friend, "no..., she's dead drunk."
'That explains it.' "So, what did I pull off to be escorted by you two?" His habit of teasing his significant other seeped through.
"A- Flattering won't get you anywhere." She hesitated to choose her words.
"Don't worry, Kiyotaka-kun, Sae-chan is one of those 'tsunades'," the tipsy woman said. She wrapped her arms in Ayanokōji's for support.
"Huh?"
"Never mind her..." Chabashira cleared her throat before grudgingly proceeding with their sought-after topic, "I-In connection with the stupid subject Chie wanted to go about...," she said in a businesslike tone, but her pauses broke that façade.
"Mhmm~. Go on Sae~." She was now playing with the apt muscles of her colleague's student.
"A question so idiotic, that she had to drag me here against my will."
"Heh. The question may be idiotic, but the answer may provide us something, Sae-chan~."
"...For the record, I'm absurdly intoxicated, okay?"
"It could really go on without your excuses, Sae. Remember, you helped me with these questions. Heh~," she added. The merry Hoshinomiya picked up a fallen branch, snapped it in half and gave the other part to her guardian.
Ayanokōji just tolerated his sensei's childish behaviour since he was more focused on their coming inquiry. 'How old is she? I probably shouldn't ask that...'
"Ugh... So, what Chie specifically wanted to ask - but twisted my arms so that I'd be the one to spell it out - is-:"
'Chabashira-sensei can be flustered too, huh.'
"-: Wh-Who would you choose if the three of us were born on the same year and placed in similar classes... Ugh-," she zipped through her words. Chabashira now untied her iconic ponytail and amusedly hid her bashful face behind it.
'...What?'
"...What?" Ayanokōji, confounded, thought and spoke in unison.
"Nice going, Sae~." She gave her a thumbs up before pulling her guardian's arm to gain his attention. "I mean, think about it, Kiyotaka-kun. Relationships between students and their teachers are frowned upon; so, what better way to live your unattainable fantasies than in your imaginations~!? Hiehiehie~," she let out an eery and depressing laugh.
'What an unnerving truth.' "But why ask me exactly?"
"Well~, me and Sae-chan had, let's say, a nice talk about you."
"A talk?" 'Perhaps, did Chabashira-sensei divulge into my own personal matters?'
"...Don't worry, I didn't reveal anything unneeded," the woman who's face is buried behind her mahogany locks, snapped back at Ayanokōji as if reading his mind.
"Mhmm~. So, what's your answer, Kiyo-tan*?" The young woman who degraded into a child then to a baby, urged Ayanokōji.
*-tan (たん) is an even more cute or affectionate variant of -chan. It evokes a small child's mispronunciation of that form of address, or baby talk.
Ayanokōji disregarded his ever altering honorifics, and contemplated on the matter at hand, 'Since they're heavily inebriated, they'd have difficulty recalling what I've said, by the next morning. Playing along won't bring me any benefits, but so will feigning ignorance. These are just their drunken thoughts. Might as well sate their curiosity,' he came to a conclusion. Ayanokōji cocked his head to peer at the baby to his right, clasping onto him for the reason of her drowsiness. "It depends, I guess."
"Eh? Depends on what?"
'Can't really say, "On usefulness."' "On how much I know you, how much we know each other, and who you are." He chose a noble answer.
"Tch! Cut the bull, Kiyotaka-kun." The potty mouth, however, thought of it as gibberish.
"Language, Chie."
'Was that not a wise response?'
"No one cares about all that profound garbage. Who looks at someone and thinks, 'Oh~, he ties his shoelaces neatly! He must be a tidy man~. Or, 'The way his hands and fingers dance around is riveting~. He's definitely a successful businessman! No one sees people that positively.
What I want to hear are your shallow reasons, Kiyotaka-kun~. What are your types? What hair colour, eyes, height, WEIGHT, and face? Some grounds that won't force your devotion to anyone," she finished her piece as she dug her cheeks in the nook of Ayanokōji's shoulder.
'That partly made sense...' "Types? The Genki* sort, I guess," he provided a vague answer.
*Genki (元気/"original spirit") is a Japanese word without a direct English translation. It roughly means having energy, pep, or health.
"Mhmm~. And? The majority of people are pretty much the Genki type."
"For appearance, I really have no qualms, but, if possible, someone attractive."
"You're surprisingly a wuss, Kiyo-tan~. Oh well, at least I fit into both your types. That cold woman over there, however... I could teach you how to be the Genki kind, Sae~!"
"I'm not interested."
"Hmm, really?" She can read her friend like a book, so she waved off that matter. "Who would you choose between the both of us, on your objective opinion, Ki•yo-tan~," she posed the question suggestively. Her grip on him grew tighter.
This was clearly not how a teacher should act, but since it's Ayanokōji, he couldn't care less, and just indulged her inclinations.
"I'd pick Chabashira-sensei," he said, not an ounce of hesitation, nor a blush visible on his blank face.
"WHA- WHY~?" She cried as she used her lethal puppy eyes on Ayanokōji.
"Heh," Chabashira chuckled triumphantly in the background.
The man just ignored his wailing teacher. The camp was fast approaching, if he'd be seen all chummy with their teacher, his ploy would all be foiled.
Although Hoshinomiya had something devious up her sleeve. She made her sly way up in front of Ayanokōji, both of them were within spitting distance. The vixen smirked impishly after laying her eyes on Chabashira for a little while, then set it directly to Ayanokōji. They gazed into eachothers' eyes for a while before the cat spoke up, "You don't have a girlfriend, right, Kiyo-tan~?"
'Oy, oy. I didn't think being intoxicated would be this bad,' he painstakingly wondered for a time. "...No, I don't."
"That's great~!"
"Oy, what are you plotting, Chie?"
"Since Kiyotaka-kun is missing a lover... you must be frustrated, right~?"
"Chie."
"So! I'm awarding you the pleasure of•a•first-"
"That's too far, you skank!"
"-kiss~. Teehee~," she playfully whispered through her vermilion, and delicate lips. "What? Sae? I wouldn't cross that line, for now, at least~."
"What!?"
'Are you serious? Kei would butcher me up if I so happen to plant a kiss on my teacher. I could just run away since we're within the camp's perimeters... then again, they're drunk and incapable, so something might come about... There's also the option to deceive them.' "On second thought, I've already met my first kiss."
"Huh!? You said that you haven't!" She yowled, tramping nearer Ayanokōji.
"I have?"
"Y-Yes~! Just a while ago. Right, Sae-chan!?"
"I don't recall." It appears that Chabashira seen his student's deceitful plan.
"Do you have any evidence, Sensei?" He learned such an underhanded trick from someone just as foxy.
"E-Evidence? W- I just heard it!"
"Are you sure, Sensei? Isn't it just because you're plastered?" Subtle gaslighting, a ruse he picked up from Horikita Suzune.
"Wh- So I've been hallucinating? Is what you're saying-?"
"So it would seem, Chie. We need to hurry up and head back so that someone could nurse you," she said, taking steps forward.
"...E-Eh. Okay. But, "someone"? Won't you look after me, Sae?" She questioned as she hurriedly followed after her friend.
"I'd consider it if I weren't roaring drunk. You could ask your students. They won't mind if they saw you drunk, because that's how you usually are," she muttered that last bit.
'Arigatou gozaimasu, Horikita,' he silently thanked her before strolling of to the two.
~•~
It was about the afternoon, the whole batch of snoopers and their targets had little to no rest. The smitten maidens failed to take their mind's of off what Kiyotaka had articulated.
Kei rolled cheerfully on her sleeping bag before readying and pumping herself up to look and do better than last time.
Haruka, under the tent flooded by the blazing sun, reflected meticulously on his words. Bit by bit, she learned to be comfortable with herself, be at ease with her flaws, disregard the scrutinizing glares directed at her. '"Being perfect is unrealistic." Since when have I needed those words.'
Kikyō, lining up on the snake-like trail for the bathroom, chattered with her queueing friends. She remained the same, albeit with a more dazzling bloom. She still perceived everyone negatively, bar Kiyotaka, which is a plus on his part, at least.
Suzune was leaning against a willowy tree, waiting for a certain man. Her face was stern as usual, but her mind was running amok, 'I should greet him good morning... no, good afternoon. It shouldn't be such an abrupt change. I-If I remember correctly, he said that he finds my zeal charming, and my boldness as enlivening... But if I keep things static, n-nothing might change between us. I only need his trust, yes, that's it, that's definitely just it. Don't worry, Nii-san, I'm still set on... Class A.'
Satsuki and Kanji hid behind a tree somewhere in the distance. They both sat down inside the protruding nook of the tree's roots. Satsuki initiated their conversation, "Why'd you have to say those humiliating things, you dunce."
"Wh-What!? And why'd you listen in on those "humiliating things"? Hah, Satsuki?"
"...Don't call me Sat-... Nevermind," she allowed Kanji to use her given name for now. "Then, uhh..., thank you, I guess," she whispered sheepishly.
"Wait! What!?"
The tsundere pair finally started being open with their feelings.
Maya walked together with Chiaki, heading for the jetting stream.
"You could start at least be friends with him, Maya-chan."
"Huh?"
"With Ayanokōji-kun, I mean. And then build off from that."
"...Oh, yeah, sure. I could try," she said, dispirited.
Observing her reactions, Chiaki kept quiet for a while before whispering under her breath, "So Kei-chan jumped the gun on you, huh."
"Hm?"
"Nothing."
Hiyori was eating lunch, alone on a bench whilst also reading a book. She merrily hummed a tune which greatly annoyed those across her.
"What the hell is up with her?" Ryūen complained
"I-I don't know, Ryūen-san. But I think she overhead what Ayanokōji-san said about her."
"She "overheard"? You were with her Ibuki, what did he say?"
"Hah? Nothing. Some obscure crap. And some students were also there, we were found out because of that stupid guy's smile," she expressed as a hint of pink also expressed itself.
"Kukuku. Did you also fall for him, Mio?"
"D-Don't say bullsh-"
Hiyori's crashing thoughts, drowned out Mio's cussing, 'So Kiyotaka-kun is probably single, he feels I'm nice to be around... And his smile~, haaaaah.' The book she appeared to be reading, actually contained the descriptions she imprinted on her mind about Kiyotaka, accompanied with a fine illustration she rightfully drew. 'I should give him recommendations now... so I can have an excuse to be with him. Heh~.'
As one man passed by each maiden, he admired the view his actions have improved. Whilst dawdling off to the tent of one princess, he ruminated upon the idyllic night before. Kiyotaka swiped off the tent's drapes as he stopped to ponder about one point said by his perverted classmate...
Tap...
He grew steps closer to the princess.
'"Tell us, Ayanokōji the harem master..."'
"Good afternoon, Ayanokōji-kun," a velvety voice echoed.
'A "harem master" huh? That's not such a bad idea.'
"Good afternoon, Sakayanagi."
Thus, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, who's conquered maidens, began his journey to trounce a princess...
End
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