"Ugh…" The man faltered, Su Ze's towering presence under the sunlight radiating an intimidating aura.
But seeing Su Ze's school uniform, he relaxed slightly, frowning. "Please step aside. Don't ruin this—it's the most important moment of my life!"
Su Ze sneered, grabbing the man's hair and hurling him out, crushing the rose heart.
Gasps erupted from the crowd.
His icy gaze swept over them, a terrifying pressure silencing the students.
"Hiss! You maniac, what are you doing?!" The man scrambled up, anguished.
"Answer my question!" Su Ze barked, his fists cracking.
The man stumbled back, blurting, "I climbed the wall!"
This kid was like a feral beast.
And wasn't this a girls' school? Why was a male student here?
Questions swirled in his mind, but Su Ze's fury surged at his words. An intruder in his stronghold? Unacceptable. He strode forward, kicking the man flying.
"Miwa, save me!" The man clutched his chest, feeling death's grip, pain searing through him.
His shrieks were shrill, like a startled girl.
Shirakawa Miwa tugged Su Ze's sleeve, whispering, "Ze-kun… let it go."
With so many onlookers at school, escalating this could cost her job.
Plus, the man was an old friend.
Su Ze nodded, implanting a mental suggestion in the man, then called the police.
This incident was a wake-up call.
The school's defenses had holes.
Higher walls during the rebuild, perhaps.
And patrols—gentlemen could be deterred, but not creeps.
Security arrived swiftly, hauling the man away, ending the farce.
Su Ze was a step away from the desire points needed for Infrastructure Saburo. A day in class might suffice, but he had a faster method.
Thanks to his solid groundwork, his "fields" were ripe for harvest.
Equipment Room.
Su Ze lounged on a bench, four girls standing neatly before him.
Obata Yui stood aside, grinning like a loyal lackey. "Great Instructor, these are today's four students seeking intimacy guidance."
A girl with short orange hair lowered her head shyly, fidgeting with her skirt. "Intimacy Coach, Yui-chan says you've been watching us."
Yui winked furiously at Su Ze.
All four were stunning, each unique. Su Ze activated his True Eye, confirming their inexperience.
A quadruple strike!
To pass this up would be inhuman.
Time to play the intimacy coach for real.
Yui had pulled off a miracle, convincing the four girls from that bathroom banter.
"Tea Ceremony Club's Komori Hitomi," Su Ze said, smiling at the orange-haired girl.
Hitomi's eyes lit up. Su Ze knew her!
Her crush was watching her too!
His gaze shifted to a petite girl in a JK uniform, headband in place, lavender eyes sparkling like a shoujo heroine. "Also Tea Ceremony Club, Sakaue Akino."
Akino's cheeks flushed, her small fists clenched, her calf-socked feet tapping like a starstruck fan.
Next, he eyed a green-haired girl. "Hasegawa Akane, second-year track team. I watched your race my second day here."
Akane pumped her fist, whispering, "Yes!"
Finally, he turned to the plainest but curviest girl, with a delinquent's edge. "Women's Tennis Club's Kawatsume Yuko!"
"I know all of you!"
"Yui's my romance assistant. You're handpicked—I don't make mistakes!"
The four girls, blooming with joy at his words, left Yui stunned.
Compared to Su Ze, her persuasion skills were child's play!
"Kawatsume Yuko, you're first," Su Ze said.
Among them, Yuko's impulsive nature made her the likeliest to back out. Best to secure her first.
Her looks were average, but Su Ze wasn't chasing perfection. After feasting on delicacies, a simple dish was refreshing.
Rich heirs often chased models, then dabbled with plain village girls.
Men's tastes were ever-shifting.
"Me?!" Yuko pointed at herself, a bead of sweat on her brow, incredulous.
"Yes, you," Su Ze confirmed. "You're the bravest here."
Her courage surged. "You're right… What do I do now?"
Su Ze spread his legs. "Start by unsealing the teaching tool."
Though prepared, Yuko's nerves flared. Swallowing hard, she knelt before him, fumbling to release the "seal."
Out sprang a tool that, even in this risqué world, was top-tier—a veritable demon!
[Yuko's Shock: +54]
[Akino's Shock: +47]
[Hitomi's Shock: +44]
[Akane's Joy: +29]
[Yui's Desire: +100]
"No wonder he's Su Ze… Too strong!" Akane thought, licking her lips.
Track girls had strong endurance—and desires.
"Thoughts?" Su Ze asked, adopting a teacherly tone, as if truly a coach.
"Big…" Yuko mumbled, heart pounding.
This was no joke! Her first time might really happen here!
But if it was Su Ze… maybe that was okay.
His tone grew firm. "Lubricate the tool. Use your mouth."
Yuko obeyed instinctively, parting her lips, her tender mouth stretching wide to take it in.
"Cough!" She choked.
Her clumsy innocence was oddly endearing.
After a moment, she resumed "polishing" the tool.
Soon, Su Ze lifted her chin. "Akane, you're next."
Yuko stepped aside, and Akane took her place.
With Yuko's example, Akane moved deftly, even teasing with her tongue—perhaps she'd studied "materials" before.
Girls watched those too.
"Next, Komori Hitomi!"
Akane withdrew reluctantly, a pop sounding.
Hitomi stepped up, clasping the tool with interlaced fingers, mimicking her seniors with shy, awkward effort.
"Last, Sakaue Akino!"
Su Ze was eager for her performance.
After three girls' efforts, the tool gleamed slickly.
Akino took a deep breath, determination on her pale face. She stepped forward, bending slightly.
Her petite frame needed only a slight lean to match the others' stance.
She opened her mouth, taking it in.
Her small lips stretched full, cheeks bulging like a child cramming in an oversized lollipop.
Su Ze wondered if her throat could handle it, but her unique sensation was spine-tingling. Unable to resist, he pressed her head, savoring the moment.
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