After getting the phone call from Fuuka, I leaned down and kissed Honami's forehead softly, bidding farewell to her while she still slept peacefully, her breathing slow and steady against the pillow.
Then I turned to Arisu, who sat in front of her computer, typing away furiously. She said it was her way of sharpening her logic, practicing through writing so she could defeating me in chess.
I didn't bother stopping her, she only paused long enough to tell me to take care, pulling me into a deep, heated kiss while my hand slipped under her shirt to grope her petite breast, squeezing it until she moaned against my lips.
That alone was enough to give me a raging erection, and Arisu noticed immediately.
With that teasing little smirk of hers, she slid off her chair and onto her knees, unzipping my trousers.
Her mouth wrapped around my cock without hesitation, her lips sliding down my shaft as her tongue coiled around it.
She bobbed her head up and down, taking me deeper with each push, her gagging sounds mixing with wet slurps.
My hand tangled in her lilac hair, guiding her, forcing her to swallow more until I finally shoved myself deep into her throat and released.
Thick spurts of cum shot down her esophagus, and I groaned as she gulped it all down.
When she pulled back, she licked her lips and looked up at me with that playful, teasing gleam in her eyes. "Good luck with whoever you're going to date this time, boyfriend-kun. May you end up impregnating her tonight. Don't worry, I'll take care of Honami and tell her you're busy with a study group."
"You're the best, Arisu-chan." I stroked her silky lilac hair, kissed her cheek, and zipped my trousers back up.
By then, I was already glowing up in my sharp white suit, carrying myself with that Casanova Bond confidence, ready to conquer Fuuka Kiryuuin and breed her tonight.
If it failed, well, at the very least, a blowjob, a handjob, or even a sloppy kiss from her would be enough of a consolation prize.
I knew it was only the first day, and it was unrealistic to expect too much.
But then again, I had yandere pheromones, remember?
Even without that, I had the track record. Kikyou fell into my hands in short of time, and I had her begging to be bred by me before long.
So no, I didn't think it was wrong of me to expect success tonight as I walked toward my date with Fuuka.
There she was. This time, she wasn't wearing that red dress from the previous banquet. Instead, she had on a silky gray dress that perfectly matched her platinum blonde hair, giving her a cold, regal air.
Even dressed like that, she was smoking hot, drop-dead gorgeous, the kind of woman who could make any man weak just by existing.
In that moment, all I could think about was how good it would feel to breed her, to make her mine in the most primal way possible.
We sat across from each other at a candlelit dinner. The table was set with steak and red wine, but honestly, the real feast was the eye candy sitting right in front of me.
I smirked faintly as I raised my glass and greeted her.
"You look gorgeous tonight, Fuuka. I hope to see more of you like this from now on."
"You too, Takashi-kun," Fuuka Kiryuuin replied. Her tone carried warmth, but her eyes betrayed her.
They looked distant, unfocused, as if her mind was trapped somewhere else, far away from me and this dinner.
I tilted my head, watching her carefully. "Did your father make another unreasonable demand, Fuuka? You're different tonight. Previously, you were much more radiant, much more alive."
She sighed softly, shoulders slumping. "Yes. He's a jerk. An unreasonable man, always has been. He knows finishing my studies is important, but his demands are outrageous. If I do what he asks, I'll get expelled from school. If I don't… I'll be in serious trouble with him."
I set my glass down, staring straight at her. "Then I'll help you, if it's something I can handle."
Her eyes narrowed, and she gave me a sharp, scrutinizing look, as if weighing the sincerity of my promise.
Finally, she exhaled and forced a small smile. "Let's just enjoy our date, Takashi-kun."
She shut the topic down, and I didn't press further. Instead, I sat back, sipping my wine while admiring her beauty in the flickering candlelight.
She ate her steak elegantly, every movement deliberate, every gesture screaming nobility. I didn't mind the silence between us, I was content just drinking her in.
Afterward, she suddenly lifted her gaze, her sharp eyes locking onto mine. "Tell me honestly, Takashi-kun… do you like me?"
"I do," I answered without hesitation.
"Good. Then follow me. I'll give you something good. Don't ask questions, don't talk, I don't like men who talk too much."
She rose from her seat, her gray dress flowing around her legs as she moved with elegant, deliberate steps.
Without another word, she led me toward the restroom at the back of the restaurant.
I noticed immediately how different this place was from the usual, no cameras, no surveillance, a deliberate blind spot in a school that normally had eyes everywhere.
This school was freak, indeed.
My eyes followed the sway of her hips as she walked ahead of me, her ass moving subtly under the tight fabric of her dress.
Every step of hers felt like bait, tempting me to snap.
Honestly, I was seconds away from grabbing her, bending her over right there, ripping up her skirt, and pounding her from behind.
But no, that wasn't what I wanted.
Not tonight.
What interested me far more was watching Fuuka take the lead.
A proud girl like her, lowering herself to chase me on her own terms… that was far more intoxicating than anything else.
As if she could read exactly what I was thinking, her sharp gaze locked onto mine.
"I noticed your stare, Takashi-kun. You desire me, don't you? You want to take me right here, right now, isn't? Plenty of men wanted the same thing, but if you're really a man, then don't waste any more time between us. Take me. I want you to do it inside me."
Hearing her filthy words, spoken so bluntly and without hesitation, made my eyes widen in disbelief. Fuck, she was serious. The way her eyes stayed fixed on me, filled with a cold determination, told me this wasn't some passing whim.
It wasn't love, it was desperation. She wanted this finished quickly, and she wanted me to be the one to do it.
I knew better than to refuse. Turning her down would only kill her favorability toward me. Asking questions or trying to talk it out would ruin her mood and reduce her friendliness. She had already made it clear: she didn't want talk, she wanted action.
So I gave her exactly what she asked for.
I stepped behind her as she stood in front of the restroom mirror, staring at her own reflection.
My hand grabbed her skirt and flipped it up roughly.
She didn't resist. With my other hand, I yanked down her panties, leaving her ass bare as I unzipped my trousers and freed my erection.
Without hesitation, I pushed forward and buried myself inside her waiting pussy.
She was already soaked, her tight slit glistening, almost as if she had prepared herself in advance.
The sharp, desperate moan that spilled out of her lips echoed off the tiles.
I felt her hymen give way, my cock breaching her completely as blood began to drip down her thighs, marking the loss of her virginity.
I kept my movements steady, slow, not rushing despite the raw lust clawing inside me.
My lips pressed against her neck, kissing and sucking gently as if to comfort her, easing the sting while I rolled my hips in slow, deliberate strokes.
Each thrust made her walls tighten and quiver around me, the heat of her pussy swallowing me inch by inch.
Of course, I didn't forget the most important thing, I turned off the impregnation mode in the system, making sure she wouldn't end up with my child no matter how deep I came inside her.
She let out a groan of satisfaction when I finally sank myself fully into her, her voice low and husky as she glanced at me through the mirror with softened eyes.
"Thank you for not asking too much, Takashi-kun. See ya later."
"Oh… yeah, see ya later," I muttered back, almost subconsciously, as I zipped my trousers up.
It was nothing more than a quick fuck. No romance. No lingering words. Nothing but her body using me for my seed.
But unfortunately for her, I wasn't satisfied. One round wasn't enough. I wanted to breed her again and again until her heart, her body, and her soul belonged to me alone.
She probably thought I had already filled her womb and maybe even believed she was carrying my child. What she didn't know was that I could toggle impregnation on and off at will.
She just walked away afterward, no goodbye kiss, no tenderness, no small talk. She simply left.
I leaned against the restroom wall, watching her back as she disappeared, a small smile tugging at my lips.
She may have left for now, but eventually she'll return, especially once she realizes her little plan to get knocked up by me has failed.
And when that day comes… she'll be mine completely.
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