Chapter 2

Mamori couldn't understand why she agreed to this bet. She was too furious that she just agreed that she would prove it to everyone that Hiruma is not gay. And so Agon gave three demands that she needed to do in order to win the bet. If she didn't win the bet, she sighed. She just spelled her own doom.

But the shaken and confused faces from their teammates upon Agon's revelation clearly told her that she needs to clear up the misunderstanding. She really needs to prove that Hiruma is not gay or else, the team will have doubts on him. Teammates not trusting the captain spells trouble. Agon just dropped a bomb that might ruin the whole team and Mamori won't let that happen. She strengthened her resolve. If she didn't win the bet, she would become Agon's girlfriend. If she won, she would be able to clear Hiruma's name and Agon will have to stop pestering her for dates.

The first thing she needed to do according to Agon is to try seducing Hiruma in front of them. They have to be around to witness the thing. Ikkyu was highly against the bet since he didn't want Mamori becoming close to any male, but he couldn't do anything with Agon being around. So when Hiruma returned, Mamori subtly tried flirting with him, to no avail of course. That meant that she really had to try seducing Hiruma and Agon made it clear to use her body.

Mamori tried sitting beside Hiruma closer than usual, leaning close to him when they work together, and wearing clothes which may be to his taste. But nothing happened. It was like Hiruma didn't notice at all. And it made the team quite even more confused. Even Yamato and Taka agreed that if it was them, they would surely notice that the girl was trying to get their attention. But Hiruma didn't. So the stakes were raised.

Mamori glared at Agon and bit her lips in anger and embarrassment at the next step she would have to do. Hiruma's arm was on the table as he was reviewing the work that Mamori did. This time, Mamori lightly pressed her breasts against Hiruma's arm (as if unconciously) as she explained key points that she wanted to emphasize in the data she had analyzed. The team gulped at the sight. Ikkyu was envious and jealous to death. Agon was watching with a raised eyebrow, perhaps not expecting her to do it. But Hiruma had no reaction at all; like he did not even notice. He did not even raise a brow or glance at Mamori. He was just listening to the manager's explanation and saying his part.

When Hiruma left for his class, Mamori sighed and her head drooped on the table. "Why is this happening to me?" She complained.

"See, it's not working." Agon sat beside her and wrapped an arm around her waist.

Mamori immediately sat up and roughly removed Agon's arm. "I'm tired Agon-kun," she glared.

"Oh scary," Agon still pestered. "He had no reaction at all. Everyone saw it."

"Hiruma-kun was focused on what he was doing okay. It's just like how you don't care about anything else when you're concentrated in a game Agon-kun."

"But I'd still notice if you press your breasts against my arm you know."

Mamori sighed. Indeed. Her pride was quite hurt this time. She had done her best even though she was embarrassed but it was nothing to Hiruma. "Maybe I'm not his type."

"Kukuku. I told you. He is more into me than you." Agon jeered; making Mamori feel even worse.

"I don't know about that. We're just getting started."

"Give up already. He's not into you. You'll be my girlfriend now."

"No way. I have to win this bet."

Mamori kept on trying to flirt with Hiruma and seduce him subtly. This time she wore V-neck shirts that showed a bit of her cleavage. It embarrassed her so much how everyone in the team was looking at her. She purposely sat in front of Hiruma and leaned towards him, showing more of her cleavage to him. But he didn't even look. It was Agon who suddenly sat beside Hiruma that was enjoying the view so she stopped in annoyance. How can Hiruma be so mean? Doesn't he see her as a woman at all?!

Since Hiruma does not notice subtle, Mamori had to go for the extremes as Agon had stated. The second thing that Agon told her to do was to dress in a super provoking manner and see how Hiruma reacts. So this time Mamori wore a plunging V-neck that ran just above her navel. It showcased her arms, collarbone, much of her cleavage, and her fit waist. It was paired with a miniskirt that was shorter than their cheerleaders' outfits and a knee-high lace stocking that was nothing but seductive. It was Agon's choice of course. Mamori grumbled angrily as she changed in the locker room. She was mentally cursing Agon as she hid all her extra clothes and jackets. And when Hiruma arrived, she hurried to him to give her work as if she was in a hurry.

"Hot!" Agon had whistled loudly at the sight and didn't hide the fact that he was enjoying the view. The other teammates were looking as well but they were also embarrassed and pretended not to look when Mamori turned around. They gave her a look of pity when she turned around and glared at Agon. She looked like she wanted to cry but when she faced Hiruma, she mustered a straight face.

"Ho, nice outfit Fucking Manager. Didn't know you were into cosplay," Hiruma commented. He finally had a reaction!

"I'm not. I'm doing this for the role I have to play in a skit in class. Here check my work already. I need to go class soon since we have to rehearse as well," Mamori grumbled. She was barely able to keep a straight face. She could feel the eyes of everyone and it made her legs feel jittery. She could die of embarrassment. If she was in the beach she wouldn't have minded a two-piece; but wearing something like this in school especially in the football club was super awkward and humiliating. If they indeed have a cosplay event, it would have made her feel a little better. But at least Hiruma eyed her from head to foot. He was finally looking.

After two weeks of no reaction this was a major change. But his reaction scared her the most. What if he thought she was crazy? Or a slut? Worse yet, what if he didn't care at all that she would go out wearing something so revealing? She never went in the club wearing so little since she knew it would make them uncomfortable and she couldn't stomach it as well. She was not made for cheerleading.

"Couldn't you have changed at your department instead? It's quite the view but you're making everyone uncomfortable. It will be your fault if some of these jerks are late in practice because they had to jerk off. Where's your coat? Or your jacket?" Hiruma inquired, getting her work and settling it on the table. Her head drooped as she was getting scolded. She wanted to cry so badly but steeled her resolve.

"There's no time anymore. And the comfort rooms and lockers there would surely be full. I was in a hurry and forgot my coat. It's been hot the past days so I don't have jackets in my locker." Mamori's gaze was on the floor as she replied. She wanted the floor to just swallow her up. 'It's not like I wanted to this! This is your fault you know!' she wanted to yell at him but has no confidence to look at him in the eye.

"Tch. Why would you accept a role you're not comfortable with?" Hiruma grumbled as he stood up.

"I had no choice you know!" Mamori retorted. She blinked when she realized that Hiruma was unzipping his varsity jacket.

"Arms," Hiruma said, indicating that she lift her arms and made her wear his jacket. He was even the one who zipped it up until she was fully covered. He checked her out and seemed satisfied with what he did. His varsity jacket ran down a just a few inches above her knees due to the height difference. She looked like she was only wearing his jacket now. "Okay, good."

"T-thanks," Mamori blushed and she turned red when he smiled at her and gently patted her head. She stared at him in awe. He didn't want her to go out looking like that! And the smile he gave her was real one and it made her heart skip a beat. He does care doesn't he?!

"Aren't you going to be late?" Hiruma reminded her and Mamori quickly walked out of the room.

"Tch. It was a great view and you had to go cover it up. You could have at least let her zip it up so we could see a bit more as she bent down," Agon complained.

"Shut up. You have no right to look. I'll gouge those eyes out," Hiruma glared at Agon and at everyone else in the room as if thinking of what to do to them. That day, their training was especially Spartan that some of the team members almost vomited their meals. Yamato and the rest were relieved though at Hiruma's reaction. Only Agon didn't like it since he might lose the bet if things go that way.

Mamori didn't really have a class today since their instructor was on leave. They were left with activities instead. She rushed to the closest building and went to change into her usual attire. She still wore Hiruma's varsity though. It somehow felt so reassuring; like somehow her headache with the bet with Agon would end nicely. Hiruma cared after all. She inhaled Hiruma's scent as she buried herself in the warmth of his clothing. She headed to the library to hide until her supposed class would be over. As she walked, people eyed her at the sight of the oversized jacket she was wearing and they whispered to each other as they saw the name Hiruma Youichi printed on it. Mamori reveled in it. 'Hiruma-kun is not gay after all,' she thought and it made her happy. Somehow, this would also help clear the rumours. Her efforts were not for naught.

But Mamori's happiness was short-lived. Agon reminded her of her deadline. She had to complete her last task within this week. They had agreed that she has one week to complete each task and if she wouldn't be able to do it within the deadline, Agon will be considered the winner. So two days after the flashy outfit, Mamori had to ask Hiruma the dreadful question.