'At least it was just my own photo, not Watanabe Takashi's exposure.'
Takashi couldn't imagine what would happen if Narii knew about the things he'd done in his other identity.
She might just kill him right on the spot.
The joy lasted no more than three seconds, and feeling the increasing pressure, Takashi started to lose oxygen, his tongue almost out of his mouth.
"I'm going to die! I'm going to die, Narii, take it easy, take it easy."
Takashi began begging for mercy in a spineless manner.
It wasn't that he couldn't resist Narii, but after resisting, he didn't even dare to imagine how she would react.
Despite the murderous aura in her eyes, Narii would not wait for him to come to school or use such an inefficient method if she truly wanted to kill him.
She hadn't killed him yet, so she was probably waiting for him to argue, or rather, to explain.
It all depended on how he answered, whether his answer would satisfy her.
"Don't worry, my family's super rich."
Narii tightened her grip on Takashi, her exquisite face slightly twisted, her voice cold.
"After you die, I'll have someone help preserve your body in the freezer, and I'll sleep with you every day. After I die, I'll make sure we're buried together."
"Takashi, I'm telling you, you'll never leave me in your lifetime, even if it's in death."
Takashi heard the seriousness in Narii's words and realized she wasn't joking. His heart started pounding wildly.
"Look at what you're saying, I don't want to leave you either."
Takashi reached out and gently stroked the soft, delicate palm of the girl, gazing at her with an affectionate and deep look that you would reserve for a dog.
"Don't want to leave me? Then what about all these other girls?"
Narii's gaze remained icy, her grip not loosening, but it didn't increase either.
"Miura Yumiko, I met her before coming to Aoba, when I visited Sōbu High, we're not familiar at all."
He and Yumiko hadn't even held hands, so it was fair to say they weren't close, right?
Narii raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully, "Not familiar, yet she's clinging to you?"
Takashi shrugged and pretended to be casual. "Who knows? I just had a normal chat with her. Maybe she thought I liked her?"
"Oh, is that so?"
"Yeah. Isn't it common for guys to encounter a polite and kind girl in real life, and every time they message her, the girl thinks it's rude not to reply, so she responds to every message, and then the ugly guy thinks the girl likes him?"
Narii let out a cold, ambiguous grunt. "Then what about Yukinoshita Yukino?"
"I'm not interested in a woman with six Aces in a game of Landlord." (*)
"The photo shows she was hiding behind me because she's afraid of dogs.
Besides, how could I like a girl who constantly mocks and insults me every time we meet? I'm not an insect!"
Takashi didn't really care about the size, big or small.
But if he was dating Yukino and had to cover his face, could he tell the difference between his chest and his back?
"Then what about Adagaki Aki? I heard you want to be her dog and lick her stinky feet?"
Narii's expression softened slightly, and her grip lightened.
"That's a misunderstanding!"
Takashi looked very aggrieved.
"I just thought her dog was cool and took a few pictures of it. How did it turn into me wanting to be her dog when it got to you?"
"You're a leg lover, right? Don't you like her legs?"
"Her legs aren't my type. I prefer your legs."
Takashi kept his gaze fixed on Narii's smooth, well-proportioned legs encased in tights.
"Want to play?"
Takashi nodded. "Not just play, I want to lick them too."
To make her happy, Takashi decided to go all out.
"Come on, show me."
Narii released the grip around Takashi's neck, sat down on his desk, kicked off her indoor shoes, and propped up her legs.
The quality of her tights was excellent, and through the black fabric, her pale, beautiful legs could be faintly seen, the combination of black and white evoking a lot of imagination.
Her round and white toes, each one long like piano keys, emitted an enticing aura, looking so tasty—not, wait, looking so beautiful.
Takashi's Adam's apple visibly moved as he struggled to avert his gaze. "This kind of thing, there will be plenty of chances later, no need to rush."
Narii's face suddenly darkened, and she tightened her grip around Takashi's neck again. "You're definitely lying to me."
Although his neck was gripped again, Takashi didn't feel much force this time.
Apparently, his previous answer had satisfied her.
"I just thought my first kiss should be for kissing your lips, not—ugh!"
Perhaps she didn't want to hear any more of Takashi's pointless talk, so Narii pinched his neck and kissed him, sealing his mouth.
Even though she was the one initiating the kiss, because it was her first kiss, it was far from gentle.
The kiss was awkward, stiff, and rough.
The experience was terrible.
But Takashi didn't care about that now.
Because he was completely stunned.
Wait, this was my first kiss.
Utaha, Shizuka, Eriri, Maki—all those girls who spent so much money couldn't kiss him, and now you, who didn't even have to spend a cent, just took it away?
"Sss~"
The pain was what finally brought Takashi back to reality.
Pushing Narii away, Takashi wiped his lips and noticed the blood on his hand. No surprise, his lips were probably bitten by this crazy girl.
"Why did you bite me?"
His first kiss had been taken, and now he'd been bitten. Takashi was still confused about the situation.
As he watched the blood spread on his lips, Narii smiled.
"Just to make sure you remember, and leave a mark so that those other girls don't get any ideas about you."
"Remember what? I've always been an honest person. Are you talking about confessing to Doma Umaru? I can explain, Hey, hey, where are you going?"
Narii seemed to lose interest in questioning him further. She slipped her feet into her indoor shoes, turned, and left without a word.
When she opened the classroom door, she saw the math teacher and other students waiting outside as usual.
The moment the math teacher saw Narii, this bald-headed man in his forties actually greeted her with a sycophantic smile.
"Teacher, I'm taking the day off."
"Sure, no problem."
"Thank you."
Narii seemed to be in a much better mood now.
She walked out of the classroom with light steps, through the courtyard, and toward the heavy door of the student council room.
She didn't knock, just pushed the door open and walked in.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw a silver-haired girl with a high ponytail, her head buried in a mountain of papers, seemingly writing something.
Hearing the door open without a knock, the silver-haired girl's expression visibly darkened, her sharp gaze turned toward the door.
When she saw who it was, her expression softened.
"Sister!"
Narii smiled and called out to Hitomi.
"How did you punish him?"
The fountain pen twirled in Hitomi's slender fingers as she asked with interest.
"I just scared him a bit, gave him a little warning."
Narii said, taking a photo from her pocket and throwing it into the shredder.
Before the photo was shredded, Hitomi took a glance.
In the photo, Watanabe Takashi was holding Eriri's face in his hand, tilting his head, ready to kiss her.
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(*) Six aces in the landlord game probably refer to Yukino's bra size, since its mostly consist of A.
Also, called it. With how their background were described, no way they haven't found out about his gigs,Well… rip mc.
Tbh I'm still hoping he doesn't end up with the OCs ngl, I mean.. We're in a mashed up anime world, plenty of anime girls, and yet he ends up with an original??
What's the point then?
Harem ending is still fine tho.
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