The next morning light filtered softly through the bedroom curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the sheets.
Mai stirred slowly, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal dark, sleepy eyes.
She was lazily leaning against Haruto's arm, her soft hair spread across the pillow.
The very first thing she saw was Haruto looking down at her, a gentle, amused smile playing on his lips.
"Awake?" he asked softly.
Mai's eyes widened.
A sudden rush of hot blood surged up from her neck, turning her pale cheeks into a brilliant, deep crimson.
Memories of the previous night flooded back—how jealousy had completely clouded her judgment, driving her straight into his room, only for everything to spiral wildly out of control into breathless passion.
Luckily, Haruto had kept his word, but the intensity had still left her completely worn out.
Suddenly, a hard, pulsing pressure poked sharply against her hip.
She stiffened, turning her head in sheer disbelief.
Her eyes widened even further as she stared at him. "Are you... a monster?"
Haruto let out a low chuckle, his hand sliding smoothly down her bare spine to trace the delicate curves of her back.
"Can't blame me. You should blame yourself."
Mai blinked, her voice laced with defensive confusion. "Huh? Blame me?"
"Mm-hmm," Haruto murmured, his gaze darkening with sudden desire. "Mai is just too irresistible, especially right here, first thing in the morning."
Before she could muster a single word of protest, Haruto shifted his weight, rolling over and pinning her soft body gently beneath him against the mattress.
His mouth descended, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
The kiss left her completely breathless, transforming her weak, half-hearted attempt to push him away into a soft, yielding moan.
With practiced, effortless skill, his hand slid between her legs, parting her smooth thighs and lining himself up. In one single, smooth, powerful thrust, he drove straight into her hot, wet core.
Mai let out a sharp gasp right against his mouth, her fingers instinctively digging hard into his bare shoulders as the sudden, intense fullness flooded her senses.
Haruto began to move, setting a steady rhythm with slow, incredibly deep drives that made her toes curl in pure pleasure.
"Ah... Haruto... wait... please..." she whimpered, her voice trembling, but her hips betrayed her words, instinctively pushing back to meet every single heavy stroke.
The bedroom filled with raw sounds—heavy, ragged breathing and the wet slaps of skin colliding in the morning quiet.
After a few minutes of intense, breathless friction that brought them both to the absolute edge, Haruto gave one final, earth-shattering deep thrust, flooding her inside with his warm seed.
Mai collapsed backward against the rumpled sheets, her bare chest heaving heavily as she tried to catch her breath.
She glared up at him with a delightfully flushed, sleepy pout, her body still shivering slightly from the aftershocks.
Haruto grinned brightly in the dim light, leaning down to gently brush a stray lock of hair away from her sweaty forehead.
"It's still early," he whispered playfully. "How about a little good-morning cuddle?"
"Wai—" Mai muttered, her voice trailing off as she nestled closer, secretly refusing to push him away.
At school, in class.
"What's on your mind, Haruto?" Megumi asked, noticing Haruto deep in thought.
"Kato, I've been thinking about something academic."
"Academic? So Haruto-kun is interested in learning, aside from... making trades?"
"Hm?"
Haruto looked up at Megumi.
He had a feeling that her calm expression was hiding a deeper meaning, probably related to the trade he made the previous day.
But he shook his head and said, "Of course, this is a deep subject."
A "good-morning cuddle" could indeed be considered an academic topic—how to make the most out of the physical experience.
There's a lot of nuance to it.
The trick was to use leg strength in combination with specific areas to achieve the best sensation.
Earlier that morning. In the art of intimacy, he was already made rapid progress.
Now, Mai was far from resistant—such literature was something even she could enjoy for a lifetime.
Megumi didn't know what was on his mind. If she did, she would definitely give him a strange look.
Before long, class started.
Shizuka Hiratsuka walked up to the podium with large strides, holding a report card in her hand.
Her gaze briefly swept over Haruto with a complicated expression.
She began, "The test results for our class are excellent this time..."
She didn't reveal the grades, only giving some general praise and keeping some anticipation alive.
Around the midday break, the full grade rankings would be posted on the school notice board for everyone to see.
However, before starting her lecture, she specifically said to Haruto, "Haruto, please come to my office during the break."
During the break.
In the office, Haruto arrived on time.
Seeing him, Shizuka rubbed her temples, looking troubled.
"Haruto, how do you feel about your performance on the test?"
Haruto replied confidently, "I should be ranked first, right?"
"First? Yes, that's correct."
Shizuka smiled wryly. "But you scored a perfect score in all subjects."
A perfect score in every subject.
Do you realize what that means?!
Even Shizuka was utterly shocked.
Haruto, sensing that Shizuka's words were loaded with more meaning, raised an eyebrow.
"Are you implying that I cheated, Sensei?"
Shizuka gave him a serious look.
"No, I don't think you're that kind of student. But some of the teachers are suspicious of your results."
"I've tried my best to defend you from their doubts, and I hope you understand."
"I do," Haruto said, understanding the situation.
He wasn't unreasonable.
After all, his sudden jump from being outside the top 100 to achieving a perfect score in all subjects was rather unbelievable.
Suspicion was natural.
"So, what's the plan to prove I didn't cheat?"
"..."
Shizuka looked at Haruto's mature demeanor and couldn't help but feel puzzled.
"Aren't you going to ask any other questions?"
"Sensei, you don't think I'm the type to throw a tantrum, do you?"
Haruto shrugged.
"I understand you have your own challenges to deal with."
Shizuka felt touched that her student was so understanding.
She stood up and patted his shoulder, then took out a new set of test papers.
"This is a new exam."
"I, along with another teacher, will supervise you as you complete it."
"As long as you score 90% or higher, it will be enough to clear any doubts."
"I know this might seem a bit harsh, but..."
Before she could finish, Haruto raised his hand to stop her.
"Let's go with that plan."
"You're agreeing?"
Haruto grinned. "Of course."
"However, Sensei, do you remember the promise we made?"
"Uh..."
Shizuka suddenly remembered the verbal agreement they made when collecting the test papers.
She looked at Haruto cautiously.
"You're not planning anything inappropriate with your Sensei, are you?"
It was meant to be a joke.
But Haruto nodded.
"That's right."
"???"
Shizuka was stunned.
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