"Kisaragi, what are you doing?"
Mu Xiaoxiao watched helplessly as she moved her desk next to his and sat down—so close their bodies almost touched. No, they were already touching.
'First time acting up in class? What are you doing?'
"I forgot my textbook. Xiaoxiao, let's share." Kisaragi Anna pouted. "If you don't want to, just lend me the physics book?"
"Sure, I'll lend it to you."
"..."
Seeing her expression darken, Mu Xiaoxiao amusingly placed the textbook between them. "Kidding. Let's share... Speaking of which, you like physics? Girls aren't usually good at it, right?"
"..."
"Your grades aren't great either. You're a gyaru, but you're so eager to borrow a textbook?"
"..."
'Can you stop tearing me down? Idiot!'
"I'm a gyaru. My studies aren't great. I just don't like physics. I borrowed the textbook to sit with you!" She almost gritted her teeth. "Happy now?"
"...Satisfied." Mu Xiaoxiao lowered his voice, leaned slightly toward her, and bit Kisaragi Anna's cute earlobe. He sucked gently. "So cute~"
"Hmmm..."
She blushed.
Watching her shyness, Mu Xiaoxiao felt the old saying was right—a woman's blush spoke louder than words. Seeing Kisaragi Anna's red cheeks said everything.
As the teacher began, the classroom grew quiet. But the atmosphere between Mu Xiaoxiao and Kisaragi Anna, sitting so close in the back, was different from the rest.
Though they didn't speak, a faint pink aura hung in the silence. Their nearly touching faces let them feel each other's breath and body heat.
The mood was perfect.
Kisaragi Anna, staring at the textbook, suddenly trembled. Her slender fingers gripped the desk edge. Her beautiful red eyes flickered.
"Xiaoxiao... class is still going..."
She felt a hand on her waist, reaching inside.
"No one will see." Mu Xiaoxiao spoke softly, his hand exploring the dark, unknown forbidden land. Well, not so unknown to him—but the setting made it exciting.
His hand didn't go up. It went down, slipping under her skirt. More hidden. Harder to detect.
"Wow, you really..."
Kisaragi Anna sighed. She loved her lover's touch, but the classroom made her nervous. Still, Xiaoxiao had spoken—hard to refuse.
Mainly, she didn't want to.
The naughty hand slipped past her skirt and panties, reaching the girl's most precious place. It made her weak. She tried not to make noise while restraining the pleasure.
The gyaru pursed her lips and leaned on Mu Xiaoxiao. Her big eyes were full of love.
Both hands unconsciously gripped his arm. Her fingers went pale from the pressure. She didn't know if she wanted him to pull back or press harder. Either way, Kisaragi Anna was already immersed in pleasure, her thoughts swirling.
She looked up, sideways, her eyes obsessively fixed on the young man's face. His familiar scent made her uncontrollably lean in and kiss his cheek.
But the kiss quickly turned to licking. Her little tongue slid from his cheek to his neck, finally tracing his Adam's apple.
This teasing made Mu Xiaoxiao gasp.
"Anna-chan, you're so naughty."
"It's your fault... for making me like this." Kisaragi Anna trembled, speaking resentfully. 'I can't help it when you tease me, idiot. Woo—it's coming~'
Mu Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, feeling his fingers squeezed and sucked. Then the floodgates opened...
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The teacher had no idea what was happening in the back. The other students didn't notice either. Mu Xiaoxiao and Kisaragi Anna's covert actions went undetected.
The white-haired girl, "killed" by his fingers, finally recovered from her climax. She pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his glistening fingers. "Pervert."
"Talking about yourself?"
'I'm talking about you!'
Kisaragi Anna pinched him angrily. "Can't even wait through class. At this rate, you'd spend 24 hours a day doing bad things."
"Not true. And I'm serving you, Anna-chan. Why complain if you're happy—or not?"
"Of course I'm happy too... woo." She glanced at the teacher, then lowered her head and quietly reached out. Her hand landed on the boy's waist.
After some effort, she unzipped him and carefully reached inside.
'Ah, this thing—I'm addicted.'
"My turn to serve you." She knew the routine. She'd used her mouth, her chest. Hands were familiar too. But the setting was new.
It felt exciting.
Her soft, white hands felt amazing.
"You must have come a lot yesterday... High-intensity every day—is that really okay?" She peeked at his comfortable expression while serving him, curious and worried. "Your body can't handle it, right? Then..."
She'd seen it all. She knew how exaggerated Mu Xiaoxiao could be. If he kept this up daily, his body would collapse eventually.
"I'm fine. I know my limits. Don't worry." He added, "You know I have powers. Compared to ordinary people, I'm much stronger. And I'll only get stronger."
"..."
'Meaning you'll find more women in the future, right?'
'This guy!'
"But... if there's a chance, I can help improve your attributes too." Mu Xiaoxiao thought of the special skill [Amplification] .
It increased concentration and volume—seemingly useless. But it could boost the target's attributes. An辅助 ability with no benefit to himself.
He'd never considered it before. What did tools need attributes for?
But now...
Honestly, in his heart, Anna-chan, Chi-chan, and the others had long stopped being tools. Kind of sad to think about.
He'd never planned to fall in love here. Yet here he was, sweet as could be.
'Still too soft-hearted...'
Thinking this, Mu Xiaoxiao let go naturally, releasing into Anna-chan's warm, soft palm. He hadn't held back—otherwise, her hands would be sore.
She wiped her hands with the handkerchief and pushed him. "Okay. If you're still energetic, Xiaoxiao, find somewhere empty after class..."
"Call Makoto and Chi-chan. Let's see if you survive."