"That hurts—!"
The space fell silent for a second before Kirasaka Sayaka couldn't help crying out.
"Hurt? Good—if it didn't, you wouldn't realize you were wrong," Shichen said with a smile, bringing his palm down again—this time on the other side.
No favoritism; he always believed in equal treatment.
Smack—!
Another sharp, ringing crack echoed. Sayaka's eyes went wide, her legs straightening involuntarily as her whole body froze.
"It really hurts—!"
Face blazing, she shouted through gritted teeth.
"Heh~"
The sound was music to Shichen; this girl really did have a beating coming.
Without hesitation he raised his hand again and brought it down. The air filled with a steady rhythm of crisp slaps—only stopping after ten or more.
When the slaps stopped, the crying began.
"Sob, sob—You pervert! Creep! You actually spanked me—and so hard! This isn't over—sob sob—"
Sayaka cursed and cried at the same time, sounding genuinely pitiful. Anyone overhearing would probably think Shichen was a terrible villain.
"Still so mouthy? Looks like that wasn't enough," Shichen said, hand lifting again.
"Wait!" Sayaka blurted, suddenly tense.
"Mm?"
"D-don't—It's gone numb… If you keep going, my—my butt's going to be ruined… sob," she pleaded, her voice finally softening. She was truly scared now. Her backside burned; she didn't even dare imagine what standing would feel like. Last time had been bad enough.
"It's fine—I'll heal you. Don't worry," Shichen said gently—words that nonetheless made her feel a chill.
"No, no! Don't say that! Even if you fix it, I still felt it… I was wrong, okay? Please, don't hit me again," Sayaka begged through tears that slid down her pretty face.
Shichen didn't look at her face; his gaze was still on the curve of her hips, wondering if the skin under her skirt was flushed bright red.
Should he pull down the skirt and take a picture as leverage?
He had a feeling Sayaka wouldn't learn her lesson and would provoke him again.
But he thought better of it—he wasn't a devil.
His hand didn't fall again. Instead, he set it gently against her backside.
"Eh?" The different sensation made Sayaka let out a puzzled sound.
"Don't be so stubborn next time. Heal." As he spoke, he massaged lightly and began to heal her.
"Mm…" The strange sensation drew a soft murmur from Sayaka. Once the pain faded, the feeling of his touch became more obvious. It wasn't her first time experiencing this, but it still filled her with shame. Afraid he'd change his mind and keep hitting, she kept her body stiff, legs straight, hands and feet drawn in, enduring silently.
His technique was… unsettling—stirring a restlessness inside her and bringing one word to mind: practiced.
He was far too practiced. She worried Yukina might already have "fallen victim."
When he finished, set her down, and let go, she stared at him with teary, shining eyes, hands covering her backside and cheeks flushed.
"You actually cried?" Shichen shook his head, half amused.
"And you still have the nerve to say that!" Sayaka, mortified and angry, raised a fist to hit him—but stopped midway. Better not to make it worse. That searing pain just now—like something had broken—was not something she wanted again.
"Hm?" Shichen looked at her in surprise; he'd thought she wouldn't be able to resist lashing out.
"Hmph~ Trying to find another excuse to hit me, aren't you? In your dreams," Sayaka said smugly.
"Heh. If I want to hit you, do I need an excuse?" he shot back.
"Mm…" She had no rebuttal.
"Still going to be mouthy next time?" Shichen stepped closer until they were almost touching.
"W-what are you doing?"
She started to retreat, but he caught her shoulders.
"You—?!" Sayaka panicked, unsure whether to resist.
He didn't say anything. Letting go of her shoulders, he lifted a hand to gently wipe the tears from her cheek.
Sayaka blinked, dazed and surprised.
"Crying doesn't look good on you."
"It's your fault…" she muttered, pouting.
"If you didn't pick fights, would I be 'bullying' you?"
"Well… if you didn't 'harass' Yukina, I wouldn't…"
"Harass? Yukina and I are both willing. What are you jealous of?"
"Yukina and I are close. I can't just watch her walk into a tiger's jaws."
"I thought you liked girls."
"I may dislike men, but I'm not into women either, okay?" she said, rolling her eyes.
Shichen knew why she disliked men: childhood abuse from her father had left her with androphobia. It explained her attitude at first—but the main issue was still Yukina.
"You dislike men? Then why keep showing up in front of me?"
"I…" Sayaka frowned, only now realizing she didn't seem to dislike him. Even after being spanked and, well, rubbed, she'd only been angry—not repulsed.
"What? Don't tell me you're falling for my charm."
"As if!" she shot back at once.
"Good. Otherwise what about Yukina? She treats you like a sister, and you'd be eyeing her man."
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what it sounds like."
"Don't flatter yourself. And you are not Yukina's man!" Sayaka snapped.
"That's not for you to decide… Alright, enough. I'm heading back to the office. You should get back to your ship and keep an eye on Vatler," Shichen said, turning to go.
"I don't have to monitor the Duke anymore," Sayaka replied.
"Oh? Why?"
"The Oceanus Grave is currently anchored in international waters just off Japan. My surveillance mission is paused."
The Oceanus Grave was Vatler's luxury vessel.
"No wonder you've been peeping on me."
"W-who's peeping on you!"
"Don't think I don't know. You've been at it since the day before yesterday," Shichen said, calling her out.
"What? You noticed? I hid it so well…"
"You overestimate yourself. On this island, if I want to know, nothing and no one escapes my notice."
"No wonder…"
"If you've got nothing better to do, go amuse yourself—just don't bother me at work. Unless you want another spanking," he said, waving a hand to shoo her.
"Who wants to be spanked by you! And why are you so good at it!" Thinking back to his "healing," Sayaka couldn't help demanding.
"Hm? Take a guess~"
"Y-you didn't… lay hands on Yukina already, did you? You pervert! Degenerate! Fifth Primogenitor!"
"…Is 'Fifth Primogenitor' supposed to be an insult?" Shichen deadpanned.
"It is to me! So you did defile pure Yukina—mmph!"
"Looks like you still haven't learned," he said, pinching her cheeks shut.
"Mm-mph!" Sayaka couldn't speak.
"It occurs to me that teaching you a lesson will never be enough. In that case, I'll just go 'bully' Yukina instead."
"Mm!"
Sayaka's eyes flew wide. She slapped his hand away. "Wait! You can't lay hands on Yukina!"
"Not up to you. And it's your fault."
"How can that be…"
"I'm going to go 'bully' her right now."
He turned to leave—but Sayaka grabbed him from behind, hugging him. He could feel the softness of her against his back.
"N-no! You can't bully Yukina! I-if you need to blow off steam, take it out on me!" she said in a rush.
"What good would that do?" he said, glancing back at her.
Head lifted, she blurted, "As long as you don't touch Yukina, do whatever you want to me."
"Oh? Your words?"
"Mm!"
"In that case…" Shichen turned, pinched her chin, and made her stand straight. "I'm a bit thirsty."
"Thirsty? I'll go buy you a drink—"
"No, no. Not that kind." He smiled, lowered his head, and leaned in.
Seeing his face draw close, Sayaka realized what he meant. Panic and nerves made her want to run, but the thought that Yukina would be the one to suffer if she resisted kept her in place. In the end she simply closed her eyes, lashes trembling.
No surprises came—they kissed. Sayaka, who'd never experienced it, trembled. So this is kissing? Strange. New.
"Mm!"
Before she could savor it, Shichen wrapped an arm around her and went further. Caught off guard by the "intrusion," she snapped her eyes open to see his teasing smile—then slammed them shut again.
He guided her, letting her taste it for real. She was soon swept up; his skill was so high she couldn't hope to withstand it.
And then, suddenly—
Boom—!
From the direction of the school came the sound of a loud explosion.
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