Hello readers. If you familiar with the title, yes, this is something you have stumbled on in the past.

After a good period from reviewing it, I've decided to rewrite the story.

Since...there were so many potentials and ideas that I didn't put them in. And having them stay in my head won't do much good for my mental health, hahaha...

This REBOOT will have a different plot which will be darker and edgier.

As for the previous version. Not to worry, for the sake of...entertainment, I won't delete it. I simply changed the title as the Old Version.

Hope you enjoy.

PS: Don't read it while you're with someone. It's pretty much a Hentai made up with words.

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"Miho-kun. Do you know what the word 'JK' means?" asked the male voice.

"Uhm...that would be…Joshi Kousei (High school girl)?"

Nishizumi Miho, as her name was, gave the answer timidly.

It's funny, Miho thought, because she herself was a Joshi Kousei.

Right now, she was in her Ooarai school uniform, a simple set of a white blouse attached with green-colored sailor collar and short skirt bearing the same color.

"Yes. And no." The man said. His voice was deep, yet soft.

"In this line of business, which you are about to do. It means Joufu plus Koibito (Mistress plus Lover)."

His words prompted Miho's face to turn red.

She was already like this before she entered this room, but the atmosphere and what she was about to do, only intensifying it.

Miho and the man, they're the only two occupants in the room that called a Suite belonged to a certain luxury hotel located on mainland.

On Miho's left side was a wide transparent window as big as a wall. It showed the scenery of a night city where little lights constantly moving like ants in the distance.

"H-how should I call you…sir?"

"Call me M. Like the initial letter of your name, doesn't it?"

"Y-yes…" Her face remained red.

"You're very cute." He praised.

"Uhm..." Miho was at lost, didn't know what to say or how to respond.

He let out a small chuckle, enjoying Miho's embarrassed expression.

Before Miho's eyes, there's a middle-aged man sitting on the bed, dressed in his bath robe, indicating he just finished his bath a moment ago.

From the first look, his figure was similar to Mr. Shichiro Kodama, the director of Senshadou Federation, who had a chubby belly, showing that he was lacked in exercising, or drinking too much alcohol.

However, upon looking closer, the man here was…much different.

He was large and sturdy. Hairy chest.

Tanned skin like a brown bear.

His muscular arms were twice the size of Miho's. Those large hands could easily break Miho's neck, if he wanted to.

And make no mistake, he was the reason why Miho was here in the first place.

Maybe it's Miho's imagination, but she felt that this...shrewd man holds a certain power and authority, maybe even higher than Mr. Shichiro Kodama.

Is he a politician? Miho thought. How powerful is he? How much influence does he have?

Her questions were multiplying from the moment she first came to this hotel.

Before she could say a word to the receptionist when she approaches to them, they already gave her a key card, telling her which floor to stop by in their professional tone.

Miho reviewed the way it happened, it was so...natural, as if it's a common thing to see a lone school girl coming to a hotel at this time of night to meet somebody.

Not a single soul was questioning about it. Even if they did, no one would dare to raise their voice.

It made her very nervous.

"Now. Strip. I want to see your body."

Miho's heart skipped a beat upon his request. No, it wasn't a request.

It's an order.

His piercing eyes was like a predator, anticipating, but he was patient.

He did not move for the kill just yet.

He wanted to play with his prey first.

That's what Miho could feel.

She swallowed a hard breath for nerves before she replied.

"Y-yes…"

Slowly, her fingers started to unbuttoning her school blouse.

How come...

How come did it come to this?

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… …

… … …

— A few hours earlier —

"Nishizumi-chan. Sorry, I hate to break this to you, but we are out of fund."

"Eh?"

Nishizumi Miho, she was a young girl with short brown hair, and a nice developed figure in her mid-teens. She was a youngest daughter coming from the famous family called the Nishizumi, a well-known name in the world of Senshadou, where the maidens participating the named spot by operating various tanks from previous wars in order to become the good wife.

This was, of course, the initial propaganda that Ooarai Student Council had created in order to recruit the members with the desperate attempt to save their beloved school, by winning the Senshadou Tournament.

At this moment, Miho could only express her dumbfound face before Anzu, who was laid-back on her comfortable leather chair, eating sweet dried potato.

"Out of fund? What do you mean?" Miho asked.

"Well, the price for our tanks' spare parts has increased lately. Probably due to the demanding since more Senshadou clubs from other schools have re-opened or formed a new one."

"That's totally high-way robbery. Inflation!" Momo, the short-haired girl wearing a monocle, shouted out with frustration.

"But what about the donation?" Miho asked.

"We're still receiving them. But to be honest, they're a just pitiful chump of chance." Anzu put another piece of sweet dried potato into her mouth.

"At this rate, the school might get close for real!" Momo was crying a river.

"There. There, Momo-chan." Yuzu patted her head like a mother, calming her.

"And I assume there's a solution for that?" Miho took a wild guess. Otherwise, the student council wouldn't summon her here just to hear their rambling.

"You catch on quick, Nishizumi-chan!" Anzu was impressed. She always like her from the beginning.

"There is one sponsor who might be able to help us financially. However..."

From here, Anzu's usual smile was gone. It replaced by a serious expression, just like the time when she announced the Ooarai school was closed by MEXT.

"I will get to the point." Anzu set herself straight up in her seat as she looked Miho in the eyes.

"He wants you."

"..." Miho unconsciously opened her eyes wide.

"To entertain him."

"Entertain?"

"To perform a…service." Momo added. Her face was dark.

"Ero-service to be precise." Anzu stated.

"Eh…?"

It took a long minute before Miho let out a cry.

"FUUUUEEHHHHHHH?!"

Her face instantly went red, looking at trio left and right like a lost puppy.

"Ero-service…is it, is it what I think it is?"

"Uh-huh!" Anzu's casual smile was put back on her face.

It's like a joke has been made, but in this case, it wasn't.

"But...but..."

Miho could not believe it.

The way they ask, it was like asking her to pay for the food in their stead.

"To be honest with you, we all have served a few big wigs." Anzu revealed. "Especially for Momo-chan here, who quite had a rough time."

"P-President! Please don't share that to her!" Momo promptly went red.

Miho only stared with wide eyes. She simply did not believe it.

"How do you think we're able to get the money to buy Hetzer's parts?" Yuzu said coldly.

Miho soon gave a thought about it. The Hetzer tank was indeed a huge upgrade for their Panzer 35(t). They said it was thanks to the donation from friends and supporters, but how much did they donate? Apparently, it's something that many, even herself had overlooked.

The realization hit Miho. It made her feel disappointed at her ignorance of the three's sacrifice.

They had done much so much in order to save their school.

And they're willing to give it more.

Ooarai had become a special place in their heart now.

As it also made a place in hers as well.

If Miho didn't come to Ooarai, would she be ever to enjoy the Senshadou like she would now? And the cherish friends she had made. Would they be the same?

"B-but even if I say yes, I…I don't know what to do."

"You don't have to worry about that. The man who requested you will give you a crash course at the same time. He will teach you how to do it." Anzu replied.

"Uhm…"

Miho couldn't help but get the impression that everything was already arranged.

Does she have to do this?

"But again, it's just a request…"

Anzu's soft voice gained Miho's attention.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to, Nishizumi-chan." She started to show her declining side.

Momo and Yuzu didn't say anything. They only averted their gaze to elsewhere.

"We won't force you."

Anzu was right. She and no one in this room had the right to make Miho to do it.

"…"

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

And then three…

"…alright. In order to protect Ooarai, I'll do it." Miho's answer prompted Anzu and Momo to gasp.

In some way, they were hoping that she would say yes, but hearing it at first hand. They couldn't help but amazed.

"Are you sure about that?" Anzu asked with a serious face. "Are you really, really sure?"

Miho had made the decision.

"I'll do it."

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… … …

And here she was, seeing a man she never knew, and she must perform this...Ero-service in order to secure a financial support for their school.

It was really uncomfortable, Miho thought.

However, Miho had regained her composure from time passing.

When she first entered the room, the man didn't...make a move on her right away. He simply made her wait in the living room while he was taking a shower.

The man was calm and collected.

He even addressed her name appropriately with 'kun', not 'chan'. Like a teacher to his students.

It granted Miho a somewhat comfortable space, seeing that the man was not as pervert as she had feared initially.

Then again...

"Now. Strip. I want to see your body."

Her heart was beating like a drum when she received his first order.

With a resolve in mind, Miho removed the blouse.

There was a cold chill run through her back once she had removed her blouse, revealing the bra. Next, she pulled down the zipper of her pleated green skirt.

The clothes somehow came aloud with a thud once they hit the ground.

"Hmm-hmm, cute underwear you've got there." He took a careful look at Miho's light pink underwear. Despite its childish look, her developed figure was well-emphasized.

She was a ripening fruit.

"Keep going. You are not done yet."

"!?"

I have to remove everything?

Despite her mind was against it, she resumed the stripping.

With somewhat shaking hands, she managed to unhook the bra.

Her action was slow and clumsy, but the man was patient. He didn't urge her.

After pulling down her underwear, Miho was completely bare naked before the man's eyes.

However, her arms were placed over her private parts, acting as the last line of defense for her dignity.

"Don't hide it, Miho-kun. Show it to me."

Despite the name 'Nishizumi', it'd surely gained a respecting footing to everyone.

But to this man here, it didn't faze him one bit.

To him, Nishizumi Miho was merely an ordinary girl.

"…"

Miho felt that she shouldn't test his patience.

At last, she placed both of her hands on the sides, showing her body fully to the man.

Among many high-priced decorative items, fancy carpet, advanced television, large king size bed.

Miho's body. Untouched. Unspoiled. Pure white skin. It was the only captivated thing in the man's eyes.

She could feel his eyes was scanning her. From the top, the well-rounded breasts, the two pink nipples, the belly, the hips. They then moved down to her crotch when her pubes were grown naturally.

"Your body certainly have developed up nicely." The man smiled.

Miho didn't hear the man's words as her mind was filled with a torrent of thoughts and emotion.

This is crazy. This is crazy!

Am I really going to do it? In order to save the school, is this the way? Is this the only way?

"Miho-kun, Come here. "

The man's words ceased her thinking.

Miho looked at the man again who was gesturing her to come. He patted on the side of the bed where she would seat, right next to him.

"...excuse me"

The naked school girl slowly made the approach, and then placed her bare bottom at where he wanted her to be.

In her mind, Miho wanted to get away, all she needed to do was just stand up, grab her things and ran out of the room, get away from this place.

Yes, this is the only way.

However, those thoughts were all being suppressed by her resolve.

I have to do this.

For Ooarai…

For everyone sake!

"I take it that Miho-kun is still a virgin, yes?" M asked.

"Y-yes, I am..."

"As expected from a Nishizumi," He chuckled. "they're not the kind that easily let loose."

W-what does he mean by that? It didn't sound like a compliment…

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you."

"…I'll be…in your care…"

Her heart was racing as her body were shaking terribly.

Then without a warning, M lifted her chin up with his hand, guiding her face to look at his.

He leaned close on Miho, and it happened. Miho's very first kiss was claimed by him.

This is…kiss…

The subject of sex was not something that Miho was interested in or aware in the first place, but ever since she had made her first friends, Hana and Saori. Saori was the first person to talk about those topics.

The boyfriend, the kiss and the sex. Miho was gaining knowledge steadily from that.

However, the action, the middle of it, the sex. It was rather vague.

Saori had a difficult time of explaining it properly to Miho when she'd asked about it.

But that's all about to change.

After the lips were touched, M suddenly slid his tongue further into Miho's mouth, taken her by surprise.

"Mnh!?"

His tongue was intertwining with hers.

Before her brain could even register the kissing properly, the next thing happened was beyond her imagination.

M's fingers had reached down to Miho's lower abdomen, particularly, her pussy. She could feel those large fingers were caressing her nether regions.

"Mmh!"

She didn't know what to make of it. Like there was an electric run though out her body when his fingers moved around her labia and touched her clitoris.

Miho reflectively closed her legs in but his fingers continued attacking.

"Mmhf!"

He took a firm hold on Miho's back, giving Miho no space to break free.

There was pain, but amidst of it, there was a sensation. A foreign feeling that Miho had never felt before.

It genuinely felt…good.

M then pulled out. A grin was shown clearly on his face.

"You have got a sweet taste, Miho-kun." M put up his fingers before of Miho's moistening eyes. "Look at this."

A transparent sticky fluid on his fingers.

"This is your love juice."

My…love juice? He means vaginal excretion?

She could not believe that her own body actually did that.

It looks so…

Miho couldn't find a proper word to describe to her own state. Was it 'eww'? Or yucky? She didn't know.

The said fluid remained clinging onto M's fingers, until he brought them close to his mouth and licked it off like candy.

"Delicious." A vulgar smile appeared.

"N-no..."

Miho reluctantly covered her face out of embarrassed. This man was exploring her, her body.

This is too much! What mother and sister would say if they see this?

She really wanted to put her head deep into some hole.

"Miho-kun. Have a look at this."

The perplexed Miho once again was shocked by a new sight.

By the hem of M's bath robe, between his large hairy thighs, his manhood was exposed and fully erected.

It's big and thick, almost like a shape of a tank shell. Miho couldn't help but impressed with a thought like that.

"Go ahead. You can touch it." He gave his consent.

Reluctantly, Miho reached out to it.

Whoa…it's hot. Is this thing really will put inside me?

I can feel it's throbbing in my hand…

"How is it?"

The man's words pulled Miho's dazed mind back to the reality. She realized that she had took a hold of his member for too long.

"Kyaa, I'm so sorry!" She quickly let go of it.

The man only laughed away with amusement.

"Hmm-hmm. No. No. Don't be ashamed, Miho-kun. This is something you will do…many times."

"Uhm…I…"

M then pushed Miho gently down on the bed, causing her to make a yelp briefly.

It was the softest bed Miho had ever lie on. However, her mind was too occupied to what's about to happen.

This is it, Miho thought.

I'm about to have sex with this man now.

"Don't worry Miho-kun. Just lay back and relax, I will take care of the rest."

Even though his voice was calm, but Miho could see his eyes were fierce, like they were trying to devour her.

"Open your legs wide, Miho-kun."

Miho obeyed.

"Wider."

She spread both of her legs out as wide as she could. Her back felt so cold at this point.

That 'place' was fully exposed before the man's eyes.

"It's a nice color." The man was pleased.

He then took a hold of her legs, setting himself into position. His firm member was aligned toward Miho's entrance.

Slowly, he put his hips moved closer to Miho's.

It's entering…

Despite in the state of extremely nervous, Miho was also curious, so she decided to take a glance at the joint.

The tip of his thing was so intimitating. A rod made out of meat...and bare...without anything to cover it.

Wait...what about...condom?

She suddenly remembered about the contraception.

"E-excuse me…W-What about condom?" She asked.

"What about it?" The man's words were cold, treating her question like a dumb kid would ask.

"B-but..."

Miho's stumbling changed the man's mood. Silently, he pulled himself away from Miho.

"If you don't want me to take you, then I don't mind stopping here, Miho-kun."

"Really...?"

"I'm not an unreasonable man after all."

He walked toward where his suit was placed. His action made something swelling inside Miho's chest.

"It's a pity. I suppose your Student Council would have to ask someone else." He grabbed his underwear with the intention to put it on.

"No! Wait. Please." Miho raised her voice.

At that moment, Miho couldn't understand why would she do that. Why did she stop him from leaving?

"Please...what, Miho-kun?" He turned to her. A hint of irritation was heard behind his voice.

She quickly averted his gaze. What should she say? What can she say?

If she didn't say anything, the man would simply leave her...untouched...so why?

It was a spur of the moment, and somehow Miho...she was glad that she had stopped him.

Somewhere in her mind, she couldn't have someone else to shoulder such a burden.

This is something...I must do.

"Kids nowadays think everyone can read their mind." The man sighed.

I have to do it...

I have to do it!

"Ta-take me…"

Taking the initiative, Miho grabbed her own thighs with her hands as she opened them wide.

"Please...put your thing...inside...and take me..."

Her heart was beating fast. She couldn't believe what she had just said.

"I'm quite impressed by your renewed determination, Miho-kun." The man smiled as he let go of his underwear as well as his bathrobe.

M returned to Miho's side. He placed himself into the same position as before. Miho didn't raise any objection this time.

"It is fortunate that you have changed your mind, Miho-kun." He said.

"But I have no intention of letting you go."

"…!"

With that, a sharp of pain occured in between her legs. The man was pushing himself inside her.

"Ah! Wai—!" It prompted her mind to resist.

But it's already too late.

"Hgh!—Aghh!"

M's groan and Miho's scream blended together by the moment the two connected.

"Aah…"

It's hurt! It's burn! Was it my hymen? It's been broken?

She felt an intense pain, as if something inside her body was ripped apart, splitting in two. Tears soon formed and dropped from the edge of her eyes.

"Mmm-ah-haah!"

Miho drew sharp deep breathes in a rapid pace while her entire body was convulsing.

"Hmm-hmm. You're now officially have become a woman, Miho-kun."

I've become a woman…

Miho never learned about this aspect. Her mother always taught her about Senshadou, about the way of Nishizumi Style, but never about this, any of this!

The man's penis was still buried inside Miho, and in stationary.

"Ohh, I can feel your vagina is throbbing hard. Nice and tight. I feel like it's trying to welcome me warmly, Miho-kun."

With the pain, regret and embarrassment were whirling inside her mind, Miho couldn't utter a word to say back.

'You will know when you have a boyfriend!' That's what Saori had said with a flustered face.

I didn't even have a boyfriend…

And I just gave my virginity away to a man whom I barely knew...

Miho almost wanted to laugh, pitying for herself.

"I'll start to move now."

"Please wa—ugh! Ahh-ahhh-Mm!"

M's hips moved in a simple motion. Back and forth. Back and forth. Repeatedly, thrusting his stiffened phallus into Miho.

The pain continued to wreck her nerves.

I-I can't breathe. It hurt so much!

Blood flowed out from their point of union, staining the bed sheets.

"Ang! Ah! Hkg!"

Whenever he pushed deep into her, her breath ceased and a speechless pain followed.

I'm scared.

It's so strange and scared!

Everything was so different than what she'd imagined. She thought he would thrust a few times and that would be the end of it.

However, the act continued and prolonged.

Her very juice, oozing out and soon turned into a lubricate, improving the friction of the man's penis sliding in and out of her.

Wet sounds reverberated through the whole room as the man kept thrusting vigorously.

"I'll cum inside you now."

Inside me?!

She could feel the thing inside her was swollen hard.

"Gak!" She yelped out of surprise when he increased his pace all of sudden, putting all of his weight over her body.

"Please! No—! N-not inside! Not inside!"

No matter how many times Miho had pleaded, the man's mind was already made up by his own desire. He wanted to defile her. To mark her with his seed!

"Savour this feeling, Miho-kun…!"

With one final thrust, a volume of hot liquid discharged inside her.

"FFWW-YYYAAAHHH!"

It's pouring in, deep inside me. It's hot! It's filling me up!

Once the ejaculation was finished, M finally withdrew from Miho.

"Phew, your inside is good, Miho-kun. I came quite a lot."

Lying listlessly on the bed, the young JK only drew her breath deep and repeatedly. Her whole body was smeared with sweat while both of her juices and his, mixed with bits of blood, flowing out from her twitching vagina down to her buttocks.

"Ah…haah…haa…"

It's over…it's finally over.

Will I…get pregnant from this?

The exhausted Miho slowly closed her eyes, hopefully to earn a good rest.

Suddenly, there was a shuttle-like noise occurred. Like the sound of a camera effect.

It made her to open her eyes again.

Her back run cold once she saw him, one holding the cellphone while the other hand held a card, a student card. Was it her id student card?

The angle he was taking. No doubt that he took a view of her compromised posture with a stain between her legs

"Wh…what are you doing?"

"Just making a record for the archive, Miho-kun."

Record? Archive?

Her mind started to race. Somebody would see this? Her shame will be seen!

A sense of fear was swelling up in her chest.

Then a touch on her ankle made her to look down. The middle-aged man was still there, smiling at her.

"Are you tired, Miho-kun? Sorry, but I'm not done with you yet."

"…Ehh?! Bu-but!"

"A man usually stock a lot of his energy. One time is never enough, Miho-kun." He said. "But if there's a guy who can only do it once. Everyone calls him a whim!"

Following his statement, Miho was pulled toward him.

She yelped, intending to resist him but for some reason, all of her limbs were numb.

Miho was struggling to get herself up however, the man already grabbed her by the hips and turned them around.

The JK only found herself at his mercy when her bare bottom was lifted up high, while her head was still lying down on the bed.

"P-please, wait. Please let me rest for a bi—ack!"

Without giving Miho a chance to voice her reason, he rammed the still-hard member inside her once more.

"Kyah!"

S-so hard! Even though he just came a moment ago.

And the sex continued.

Miho was on all fours, like a dog. And she was being submitted by this man's power.

"Ah!...Mm!...Fuu…Haa…Ahh!"

He put his full weight onto her.

His firm shaft sunk into her, thrusting in and sliding out.

Unlike the first penetration, the tip of his member pushed deeper, reaching all the way inside.

It's hitting my womb!

"Ah…! Hah…! Haah…"

As the sex continued on, the man didn't just violate Miho's pussy, he also attacked her clitoris, caressing her nipple, stimulating her senses skillfully.

The terrible pain Miho once felt was gradually dulled away.

"Hmm-hmm, how is it, Miho-kun? You're feeling better, right?"

She didn't want to admit. But it's true, as the pain was lessened, she started to feel a surge of pleasure rushing up with each thrust.

The previous batch of semen inside Miho had formed into a lubricate, allowing the man's shaft easily moved inside her without further resistance.

A sense of disgusted was there, but then, something else was overriding it.

Even though it hurt, it feels…good…

"Your body is adapting well, Miho-kun. I can feel your insides are sucking me up."

As he continued to thrust, the viscous fluids created a constant moist slapping sound.

"Ah, huuk…!"

"Here…we…go…!"

He firmly held Miho's hips as the second ejaculation occurred. The lukewarm seed was pouring deep inside Miho's womb once more.

"Ugk! Hahhaa!"

I'm getting pumped with his hot stuff…inside again…so much…

"Your pussy is clenching tight around my cock, Miho-kun. It really doesn't want to let go, haha!" He laughed with triumph.

I can't…I can't think of anything…

Miho felt her conscious was slipping away.

And he didn't stop there yet.

His rod which was still inside Miho gradually regain its hardness.

What? A-again?!

As soon as his manhood returned back to the former state, he started to move, pounding Miho's vagina like a beast with insatiable lust.

"Ah! N-no more! Ack!"

Both of her arms were pinned down by his hands. She couldn't get away. She had no way to struggle out of the man's grasp.

At this moment, she was a prey.

She was trapped, and she was helplessly being devoured.

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By the time it was done. The morning sun was up above the horizon.

"You did very well for the first time, Miho-kun. I guess that the perk of being a Nishizumi."

M said as he was putting on his formal business suit. As for Miho, she was still lying with her face down on the bed, exhausted, both physically and mentally. Her body was smeared heavily with sweats and cloudy white fluids.

The man's essence was still oozing out between her legs.

So this is…sex…The Ero-service...

Anzu, Momo and Yuzu have done something like this. So many times…to protect everyone…

And now…it's my turn…

Miho saw something was placed next to her. It's a tablet of some pill.

"Here is the pill. Take it so you won't get pregnant."

By the 'pregnant' word, a cold shiver run through her.

Miho managed to grab the pill with whatever strength she had left and swallow it.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miho-kun."

"And congratulation!" That praise out of nowhere had her to look at him.

"You are now officially an Asset of the Establishment."

Asset? Establishment?

The words puzzled Miho. Before she could ask anything about them, the man was already by the door and opened it.

"Ah! No!"

His action prompted Miho's heart to jump, she was bare naked with the…undeniable evidence. What'd happened if someone in the hall walking by and saw her?

The blanket was already put far away, out of her reach. Miho's only course of action was to turned her body around, facing her back and bare butt to the opened door.

She could hear his faint chuckle.

"I'm looking forward to see you again soon."

With that, he walked out and closed the door, leaving the girl alone in the room.

A minute after he was gone, tears started flowing out. This time, Miho couldn't hold them back.

No matter how hard she tried, how much discipline she had.

Sadness was something she rather got used to, but this...this helplessness.

Sore…

Flushed…

Frustration...

Defiled...

Loss…

Miho started to weep.

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"Hey. Hey. Why don't we try to go this new cake shop?" Saori said as she showed the said shop on her phone.

"Sounds like a good idea." Hana was happy, looking forward to it.

"Hmm." Both Yukari and Mako agreed.

"What about you, Nishizumi-dono?"

Before Miho could answer, a small vibration along with a texting sound came from her phone.

"What is it, Miporin?" Saori asked once Miho had done reading the text.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Something just came up." Miho said. "I need to go elsewhere."

"Eh? Ehh?! A boyfriend? Is it a boyfriend?!"

"Come on, Takebe-dono. That's a bit much." Yukari only sweated by Saori's wild imagination.

Miho smiled along with her friends' laughter.

It was the best fake smile she could put it up.

"It's just an...acquaintance." Miho said.

It's the first time that Miho had told a lie to her dear friends.

And it's something she would continue to do so in the future.

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The first chapter is pretty much as same as the older one, but don't worry. Details later on will be different.