Kamuro Masumi was equally puzzled.
If she remembered correctly, this girl was Kushida Kikyo from Class D.
Why was she here?
Then, noticing the strange expression on Kushida Kikyo face, Kamuro Masumi couldn't help but recall a past incident.
The humiliated look on the girl face, the scene under her skirt and the pose in the photo—especially since Kamuro Masumi had witnessed it all firsthand.
What was worse, she had even considered whether to reward Kaoru Mitoma at the time.
As it turned out, someone shamelessness far exceeded her own, or else she wouldn't have felt so mistaken.
Now, all the parties from that incident were gathered again, but this time, it seemed to be Kamuro Masumi turn.
"You even know about threesomes?" Kaoru Mitoma was slightly surprised, but then it occurred to him that it wasn't unusual for a teenage girl to know a bit about such things.
Perhaps Kushida Kikyo was more than just a means of release for him.
Maybe there were more comfortable ways to relieve stress.
From her reaction last time, it was clear she knew quite a bit.
"Did you two do it?" Kushida Kikyo glanced at the clothes on the chair, then at Kamuro Masumi, her expression one of utter despair.
"Can't one person satisfy your desires? I'm still a virgin! If this goes on for hours, I'll die!"
Kamuro Masumi didn't understand a word of what she was saying, but she could tell it wasn't anything good.
"Nothing happened between us. Whatever you're imagining doesn't exist."
Kushida Kikyo clearly didn't believe Kamuro Masumi explanation.
After all, Kaoru Mitoma was a pervert and a foot fetishist.
In such an environment, how could he possibly resist doing anything?
Even if he hadn't done something specific, wouldn't he still engage in some perverse activities?
For instance, playing with tongues, master-servant games and role-playing, among others.
Seeing Kushida expression, Kaoru Mitoma leisurely said.
"Don't worry, if you want to do it, I can do it with you too."
At this moment, numerous desires were still floating around Kushida.
'Curious about the scent of the little angel armpits'
'Teach her how to hold it in her mouth'
'Feeling like ants are crawling all over my body if I don't lick Kikyo for a day'
'Playing with her while watching her maintain a composed expression'
"I didn't come here to satisfy your perverse desires!" Kushida face turned slightly red as she inexplicably recalled the feeling of being in Kaoru Mitoma embrace.
Her chest became subtly sensitive, as if her body remembered the pleasure he had given her.
"You came all the way in the rain. If I hadn't heard your footsteps, where would you have gone?" Kaoru Mitoma asked.
Although Kamuro was also curious about why Kushida had appeared here, she was even more puzzled by what Kaoru Mitoma hearing.
She hadn't heard anything at all.
However, unexpectedly, Kushida expression suddenly turned grim.
"Horikita is withdrawing from the exam. She fainted somehow and it was Ichinose and Ayanokoji who brought her back" Kushida said through gritted teeth.
"She must have a high fever. Hirata wanted to buy her medicine, but that guy Ayanokoji insisted on having Horikita withdraw from the exam, saying the school has better medical facilities."
Kamuro was completely baffled.
Isn't it normal to withdraw from the exam due to illness?
"Did anyone notice you leaving?" Kaoru Mitoma sat on the chair and motioned for Kushida to sit down as well.
Kushida silently sat beside him, feeling more and more like his lackey.
But, given that it concerned her interests, she had no choice but to do so.
"Since it was raining at noon, most of our class was hiding in the tents. No one should have noticed."
If it weren't for the deal she had with Kaoru Mitoma, Kushida wouldn't have braved the storm to leave the camp, desperately trying to find him.
"Who is the current leader of Class D?"
"Ayanokoji" Kushida said, feeling both indignant and somewhat smug.
"Hmph, if it weren't for me, your Class A would have lost fifty points by now!"
Kamuro looked as if she had seen a ghost.
As a student of Class D, betraying your own class without a shred of shame and instead wearing such a smug expression—what is going on?
"Well done" Kaoru Mitoma patted her head.
Both Kushida and Kamuro were stunned.
"Let go!" Kushida reacted the fastest, immediately slapping Kaoru Mitoma hand away, her face flushed.
"I told you, you're absolutely not allowed to touch me!"
"Timely comforting of a pet emotions and appropriately rewarding them is the duty of a master."
"WHO'S YOUR PET?!"
Kushida was furious.
If it were just the two of them, it might be fine, but with someone else watching, she couldn't afford to lose respect!
"The bond between the owner and the pet... it's really strong. So, it's not just us, you get along well with other girls too. My worries were indeed unnecessary" Kamuro murmured with a hint of melancholy.
What's with this resentful tone?
Kaoru Mitoma blinked and said "This is our pet together."
Before Kamuro could respond, Kushida snapped angrily.
"Don't go too far, Kaoru Mitoma! If you want to play, do it alone. I'm not some toy!"
Kushida was well aware of how such situations played out. If she gave even an inch, it could easily escalate into a shared scenario, eventually leading to an irreversible, disastrous outcome.
Therefore, on this matter, she absolutely refused to compromise!
"Can I really play with you?" Kaoru Mitoma said, without any hesitation, suddenly grasping the girl boobs.
Kushida froze completely and even Kamuro was momentarily stunned.
"Kaoru Mitoma, you really are a pervert" Kamuro Masumi remarked.
Listening to her voice, Kaoru Mitoma kneaded the plump, softness in his hands, feeling the incredible elasticity.
Regardless of a man age, there was no doubt that this particular area held an unparalleled allure.
Sometimes, he couldn't help but ponder a question.
What is the meaning of human existence?
This unique softness seemed to answer his question.
The developing chest of the girl was both tender and firm, exceptionally fresh yet resilient.
Pressing down on it, he could feel its beauty, making it impossible to let go.
It was a sensation that was hard to describe to anyone—perhaps something that could only be understood, not explained.
As he continued his actions, Kushida let out a soft moan, her breathing becoming shallow.
Yet, she glared at him with a flushed face, stammering.
"Y-you... how dare you! I didn't come here for you to play with me!"
Just as she was glaring at him in anger, he suddenly lowered his head and gently nibbled on her delicate earlobe.
His warm breath brushed against her cheek, then trailed down her snow-white skin to her neck.
A faint blush appeared on her collarbone and her sensitive body trembled slightly.
Her hands instinctively pushed against his shoulders, but without much force, it felt more like an invitation.
Clearly, her body memory reacted faster than her conscious mind.
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