Having stayed up too late chatting the night before, Kaoru found himself sleeping in with the girls—a rare occurrence.
Sunlight gradually seeped through the curtains, spreading across the ceiling.
Kushida, assuming he was still asleep, amused herself by toying with the "dragon" in her hand, occasionally giggling softly and muttering under her breath.
Karuizawa clung to his arm like an octopus, her slender leg draped over his thigh.
The slight weight and suffocating pressure made him recall how people with insecurities often slept in such a posture.
Kaoru lowered his gaze to Kushida's delicate face, feeling a stir of excitement.
Her slightly short hair didn't lend her a tomboyish look but instead accentuated her cute, clingy charm.
Loose strands cascaded over her bare shoulders, and her skin glowed under the sunlight, so translucent that the faint red veins beneath were visible.
It looked delicious—tempting enough to take a bite, as if it might taste sweet and soft.
Since it was a single room, she had squeezed in beside him.
The blanket draped over her waist, barely concealing the high, perky curve of her hips, while the plump, tender areas remained exposed to his gaze, still bearing traces of their earlier intimacy.
Unbothered by their proximity, she leaned in close, eyes sparkling with mischief, lips curled in a smug smile as she studied the inhuman part of him with intense focus.
Sharing a bed with multiple women—how many men dreamed of such a scenario? Yet here he was, living it repeatedly.
The serenity and contentment of this moment were something few could achieve, let alone imagine.
"Having fun?" Kaoru asked calmly, watching the girl who was thoroughly enjoying herself.
He suspected this wasn't just a way for her to vent after maintaining a facade for so long—no, she had an insatiable curiosity.
Or perhaps not just curiosity, but desire.
At the sound of his voice, Kushida startled, pausing her movements before slowly lifting her face to meet his gaze.
"Don't blame me! You're the one who kept poking me with this thing—it deserves to be punished!" She spoke with righteous indignation.
She had been sleeping peacefully until something kept prodding her. "You play with me all the time—what's wrong with me playing back?"
"You were begging for mercy last night, and now you're acting all high and mighty. Should we go again?" Kaoru pinched her cheek.
His already vigorous vitality naturally came with certain reactions, and after her teasing, he was more than a little tempted.
"Who wants to keep indulging in this nonsense with you?" Kushida immediately released her grip.
"I'm getting up. Being with you is just annoying."
As she rose, the unrestrained curves of her youthful body came into full view—far more tantalizing than before, the slight sway of her movements surpassing even Karuizawa and Sakayanagi.
Thanks to last night's "battle," she was still wearing her maid outfit.
Frowning slightly, she stripped it off right in front of him.
"I'll draw you a bath," Kaoru said, rising from the bed with practiced nonchalance.
Kushida immediately hooked her arms around his neck from behind, her ample chest pressing against his back.
"Ara~? Master, are you planning to bathe with me?"
"I'll test the water temperature for you." Kaoru said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Hehe, after testing the water, are you going to test my body temperature too?"
Kushida nibbled on his ear, whispering, "You're usually so serious, but at times like this, I know you better than you know yourself."
It wasn't that she was particularly clever—she had simply noticed the dragon standing at full attention, leaving no doubt about its master's current thoughts.
Kaoru didn't seem embarrassed at all, casually covering himself with the blanket.
"It's just a normal morning reaction for men."
"Stop making excuses. It's not like I mind."
Kushida grinned mischievously. "There's something we haven't tried yet. I'll show you later."
Kaoru felt a stir of excitement, but just as the two were discussing what to do, someone grabbed his arm from the side.
"M-me too!" Karuizawa had woken up at some point. "Don't leave me out! That's so mean!"
Still groggy from sleep, the girl's thoughts weren't fully clear, but seeing Kaoru and Kushida whispering to each other made her jealousy flare up instantly.
"Of course we'll bring you along, Kei. Don't worry."
Kaoru patted her head, wondering if he should request a larger dorm room from the school.
Karuizawa whined for a bit before nuzzling against him—his scent was just too comforting.
Meanwhile, Kushida's eyes sparkled with mischief as a wicked idea formed in her mind, her smile widening.
…
After their bath, both Karuizawa and Kushida were blushing furiously, too embarrassed to look at each other.
Kaoru decided against cooking in the dorm—it would take too long—so he took them out for a meal instead, followed by an entire afternoon of fun at the Keyaki Mall.
Though he didn't say it outright, both Kushida and Karuizawa understood what was going on.
Especially when, on their way back, Kushida excused herself to meet a friend, leaving Kaoru and Karuizawa to return alone.
That night, Kaoru didn't do anything to Karuizawa.
He simply held the soft-spoken girl in his arms, listening to her chatter about all sorts of things until she slowly drifted off to sleep.
...
The leisurely weekend passed quickly, and before they knew it, Monday arrived.
Kaoru entered the classroom as usual and took his seat, but something felt off.
The stares from his classmates were more intense and stranger than ever.
Was there something on his face?
"Masumi—"
The moment he spoke, Kamuro shot him a glare so sharp it could cut steel, cutting him off before he could continue.
"Don't ask me. You know exactly what's going on."
Kaoru frowned in thought.
Even when he had clashed with Nagumo and rumors spread about him stealing Nagumo's childhood friend, the atmosphere in class hadn't been this weird.
And now, whispers surrounded him—girls looking at him like he was unrecyclable trash, while the boys gazed at him with a mix of envy and respect, as if he were some kind of god.
"Is this about Kikyo?"
The only thing Kaoru could think of was his date with Kushida.
Kamuro's eyebrow twitched before she let out a deep sigh.
"You really don't bother hiding anything, do you? People have already tracked down everything you've done."
Kaoru was puzzled for a moment before realization struck.
He pulled out his phone and opened the school's anonymous forum—sure enough, a highly discussed thread was at the top.
[First-Year Demon King]
[The Only One in School Playing Gal Games]
[Not Just Targeting Girls in His Grade, Even Seniors Aren't Spared]
[How Far Has School Discipline Fallen? The Culprit Is the Student Council Vice President]
[Juicy Gossip—Love and Cheating]
[First-Years Are Wild]
…
Reading these posts, Kaoru realized he had been too conspicuous lately.
Ichinose, Asahina, Sakayanagi, Tachibana and Kushida—even Karuizawa had made an appearance.
Of course, mere hearsay alone couldn't have sparked such heated discussions.
Someone had compiled the entire saga, listing the girls' names, and only then did everyone learn the full story—how Kaoru was allegedly involved with several girls.
Ichinose was the official girlfriend, Asahina the suspected mistress, Sakayanagi claimed to be his fiancée with an extremely ambiguous relationship, Tachibana was seen confessing to him outside the first-year building, and Kushida was secretly dating him behind Ichinose's back, among other things.
After reading it all, even Kaoru himself thought this guy had way too much luck with women—and an impressively diverse playbook.
Though nothing explicit was written, just imagining it could conjure up an incredibly dramatic romantic comedy.
Some commenters were already gleefully predicting that Kaoru would soon face a "White Album" scenario.
"Heh, how do you feel reading all this?"
Kamuro hoped to see him panicked, regretful, and furious.
"Not bad. But I should add something for them."
Kaoru pondered for a moment before typing on his phone.
"Add what?" Kamuro was puzzled.
Shouldn't he be angry right now?
Kaoru didn't answer. Instead, he kept typing.
Kamuro, as if realizing something, casually pulled out her phone and checked the anonymous forum—only to see what appeared to be Kaoru's reply:
[Oh, it's not just them. From what I know, he has an old flame in his class—Kamuro Masumi. Their relationship is extremely intimate. Masumi once told him, 'Let's get married after graduation!']
Instantly, Kamuro's face flushed red.
When had she ever confessed that to him?!
This bastard was twisting the truth! If anything, he was the one who had confessed to her! What nonsense about getting married after graduation!
"Go die!"
Without hesitation, Kamuro kicked this shameless jerk.
Kaoru, anticipating it, dodged easily—but just as he was about to speak, she predicted his evasion and landed a second kick.
Thud!
The next moment, Kaoru clutched his shin in pain.
This woman had no mercy—she'd really gone all out.
"Did you secretly train for this?"
Gritting his teeth, he glared at her.
Kamuro felt a twinge of guilt—normally, he'd dodge everything, so she'd instinctively upped her guard and taken the chance to strike again.
Who knew he wouldn't evade this time?
"Y-You'd better remember this. Someone like you needs to be taught a lesson."
Of course, Kamuro wouldn't admit the truth.
Instead, she seized the moment to assert dominance. "Who told you to spout nonsense on the forum?"
These posts weren't jokes—they could easily make people look at her differently.
Kamuro felt he should take this more seriously.
Would he really want to see someone flaunting the title of official girlfriend while another is labeled as the other woman?
"I've already contacted the moderators to delete the more disgusting posts." Kaoru grimaced.
Simply deleting all the posts and forbidding everyone from discussing it was impossible.
Even if the forum silenced student discussions, they could still talk about it on other messaging apps.
From a crisis management perspective, the right approach now would be to guide public opinion—such as stopping students from steering the conversation toward malicious speculation, issuing a statement, using paid commentators to muddy the waters, or setting up another more buzzworthy topic.
But these methods weren't necessary here because ANHS was a closed-off school, too small a place to avoid running into people again.
Was he supposed to avoid everyone entirely?
Kaoru had another solution, one that could make full use of his miraculous tool—exceptionally skilled at spreading rumors—[The Midas Touch].
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