The other party brought Ayanokouji to a storage room filled with cleaning tools and various gambling tools.
This time she learned her lesson and after carefully confirming that no one was in the room, she closed the door and turned to face Ayanokouji Kiyohira. She looked a little hesitant, as if she was struggling with something.
"Um... do you have something to talk to me about?" Ayanokouji pretended to be stupid.
"Ayanokouji-san, my name is Kurume Kumi."
The girl shook her head gently, as if trying to shake off the pressure, and gave Ayanokouji a warm smile. "I'm very grateful for your help just now. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."
That's ok... This girl knows how to thank me, so my efforts are not in vain.
"Nothing, I just helped out, no need to thank me. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."
Ayanokouji was already satisfied after hearing her words of thanks. He didn't want to stay here for long and wanted to leave as he was saying that.
However, Kurume stood in the middle and did not move away, and seemed to have no intention of letting him go.
"Anything else?"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira secretly sighed in his heart. It turned out that she had dragged him here not just to say thank you.
Kurume lowered his head, his face slightly red as he asked softly, "Just now...did you see that?"
"What did you see?" Ayanokouji tilted his head, deliberately making a puzzled expression.
She turned her head and whispered, "You knew I was using a hair dryer in the men's room a long time ago, but you hid it because you were concerned about my presence, right?"
"What are you talking about? When I saw you, weren't you dressed properly?"
Ayanokouji was still playing dumb, pretending to be clueless as he explained, "I was wearing headphones the entire time I was in the restroom, so I didn't even realize there was a girl outside. If that person hadn't been knocking on the door, it would have taken me another ten minutes."
Kurume didn't believe a single word Ayanokouji said.
If he didn't know he was in the bathroom, how could he show up at such an opportune time?
He must know he's there!
Kurume was absolutely certain that Ayanokouji had definitely seen her in her underwear, and even seen something even more embarrassing.
But...if Ayanokouji keeps being stubborn, she won't be able to make him admit it on his own initiative.
A blush crept onto Kurume's cheeks, whether it was out of shyness or shame for what she was about to do, it was unclear.
She placed her hands on her chest, her body twitching uncomfortably, and said as if embarrassed: "Ayanokouji-san, actually I fell in love with you the first time I saw you..."
As she spoke, she took a step closer to Ayanokouji, who subconsciously took a step back.
"What do you want to do?" Ayanokouji frowned slightly.
"Don't worry, no one will come here except us 'livestock'."
As she said that, she pushed Ayanokouji onto a bench. In front of Ayanokouji's surprised eyes, she actually sat astride Ayanokouji's body, bit her teeth lightly, and took off her still wet coat in front of Ayanokouji.
The hem of her white shirt was tucked into her skirt, and the slightly damp collar revealed her blue and white striped underwear. The bulging shirt outlined her plump figure.
The round thighs were squeezed by the over-the-knee white stockings, revealing a circle of soft flesh, as if emphasizing the absolute whiteness and smoothness of the area.
Ayanokouji's brain was a little overwhelmed. Why was Kurume suddenly so proactive?
Could it be that her way of expressing gratitude is to marry her to him?
Kurume is very beautiful, and her figure and appearance are exactly the type that Ayanokouji likes. Otherwise, Ayanokouji would not have come forward to help her.
He admitted that he had a pretty good self-image and that some girls had written him love letters confessing their feelings in junior high school, but he believed that he definitely did not have the kind of charm that could make girls fall in love at first sight after just meeting him for the first time.
"Ayanokouji-kun, it doesn't matter what you do to me, because I'm a 'domestic animal'. You can do whatever you want..."
Kurume touched Ayanokouji's face, and her gentle voice sounded in Ayanokouji's ears, full of temptation. Ayanokouji almost wanted to reach out his hand to knead that softness.
But at this moment, the tag with "Zako" written on Kurume's chest was swaying inadvertently in front of Ayanokouji's eyes, and Kuroki's words flashed through his mind.
[Stay away from stray cats. They will do anything to escape being domesticated.]
Ayanokouji suddenly became suspicious, and the desire that had not yet risen in his mind was immediately extinguished. He shifted his gaze away from Kurume and began to observe the surrounding environment.
Ayanokouji had been living in a house full of surveillance cameras for the past five years and was very sensitive to cameras. It didn't take him long to discover a hidden pinhole camera in the corner of the utility room.
It suddenly dawned on him why he felt so uncomfortable when he entered the room, just like he did at home.
Under the premise that the surveillance camera was actually set up by Kurume, Ayanokouji quickly realized the purpose of her doing so.
As expected...her purpose in approaching me was actually to scam me.
Seeing that Ayanokouji hadn't taken any action, Kurume couldn't help but put his hands on Ayanokouji's shoulders, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to ooze water, and he was as lovable as a cat.
A playful smile appeared on her face: "What's wrong with you? A grown man doesn't take the initiative, do you expect me to take the initiative?"
Kurume imagined that after hearing what she said, Ayanokouji would definitely start to touch her, and in this way, she would be able to get the "evidence".
But to her surprise, Ayanokouji actually nodded: "Okay, since you're already sitting here, why don't you just move yourself."
"…"
Kurume's face turned ugly. If Ayanokouji didn't take the initiative, the image on the monitor would only show that she was the one who took the initiative.
Seeing that Ayanokouji had no intention of taking the initiative, she gritted her teeth, reached out and hugged Ayanokouji, pressed her body against him, and put her face against his.
What made Kurume angry was that even though she had taken the initiative, Ayanokouji's hands were placed at his sides as if they were tied, and he didn't even move, and didn't touch her body at all.
Instead, she felt the activity in other parts of Ayanokouji's body.
Feeling that something might happen if this continued, Kurume's face changed, and she pushed Ayanokouji to the ground with both hands. She took several steps back, breathing in the fresh air.
Kurume tried her best to dispel the feeling she just felt. She shook her head violently, her heart gradually filled with excitement.
"Ayanokouji-kun, I recorded everything you just did. Give me 500,000 yen, or I'll expose this matter!"
Kurume shouted, excitedly saying the words he had been holding back for a long time.
Although Ayanokouji had never taken the initiative to do anything to her, the fact that they were hugging each other was an established fact. As long as she edited the video and added some exaggerations, Ayanokouji would definitely have no way to defend himself.
Ayanokouji, who fell to the ground due to Kurume's sudden attack, looked "shocked": "Kurume-san, weren't you just being affectionate with me, saying that you loved me and wanted to devote yourself to me? Is all this fake?"
"Who wants to get close to you!? You've been hiding in the bathroom and spying on me changing clothes, and you still want me to be nice to you?"
Kurume snorted coldly and threatened Ayanokouji Kiyohira, "Hurry up and pay, or I'll hand the video over to the student council president, and neither you nor the family behind you will have an easy time!"
Ayanokouji's expression turned grim. "Okay... I'll pay, but you absolutely can't send this video out."
"Don't worry, I just want some money. As long as you hand it over obediently, I won't damage your reputation."
She had installed the camera a few days ago. She had originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that the transfer students had just arrived at the school and were unfamiliar with the place to establish a good relationship with a rich guy, and then bring him here after they got to know each other better.
From her observations today, Ayanokouji was actually the most suitable person in their class. He was rich, didn't care about winning or losing in gambling, seemed easygoing and easy to get along with, and his appearance was exactly what she liked, making him a perfect scapegoat.
She originally wanted to slowly approach Ayanokouji, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened and she ended up being alone with Ayanokouji in an unexpected place.
She made up her mind and decided to force her way through.
Kurume didn't want to make a big deal out of this matter. She just wanted to extort some money from Ayanokouji to get rid of her status as a domestic animal.
This was also the first time she had done such a thing, and when she saw Ayanokouji honestly paying the money, she felt relieved.
Ayanokouji stood up from the ground, but...what he took out from his pocket was not his wallet, but his cell phone.
His face was no longer panicked at the beginning, but was filled with a smile.
"What are you laughing at? Do you think I wouldn't do that?" Kurume said with a stern face, trying to threaten Ayanokouji. "Also, don't try to threaten me into handing over the video. The camera is connected to the cloud!"
"No, I just want you to listen to a recording."
Ayanoko calmly opened an audio file, which contained the voice of Kurume threatening her.
Kurume's expression was extremely gloomy.
Ayanokouji shrugged. "I'm sorry, but my phone's recording is always on. If you're planning to scam me, I'm afraid your goal is unlikely to be achieved."
Thinking that the girl might be trying to scam him, Ayanokouji secretly turned on the recording and made preparations. If the girl turned ungrateful and accused him of molesting him, he would have a way to clear the air.
When you don't know the other party's moral level, the best way is to keep good records to prevent them from being recorded in history books.