Even though the Class Rep had phrased it in that teasing, ambiguous way, Kuroha Akira had already gotten used to her style. He automatically translated "one-day usage rights" in his head as something like an "errand coupon" or "date voucher."
"One-day usage rights, huh… Sounds decent. But now that I think about it, I don't really have anything specific I'd ask you to do, Class Rep."
Seeing Kuroha Akira's lukewarm response, the Asato Hitomi from a month ago might have gotten a little annoyed. But she'd since adapted to his calm, unfazed reactions.
Mainly because she now understood why Kuroha Akira could remain completely unmoved—as if he had "zero worldly desires" or something.
Kuroha Akira was extremely realistic. He never fantasized about impossible scenarios.
Overly explicit temptations? He'd just treat them as jokes.
He wouldn't actually make outrageous demands. That's why he could stay completely uncharmed.
And there was one more reason Asato Hitomi was very reluctant to admit… her looks and figure just weren't enough to make Kuroha Akira drool.
Kuroha Akira had really high standards when it came to beautiful women.
Asato Hitomi, who always paid close attention to him, had also noticed exactly where his gaze tended to linger: Shirai Shiori's face and hands, Aizono Moe's chest, and her own legs.
Kuroha Akira would openly stare at those body parts. Shirai and Moe must have noticed too, but they never called him out on it. Moe was probably too shy to mention it, while Shirai acted like she didn't care about being looked at—and actually seemed a little proud. That had to be the aftereffect of the whole full kashira dogeza incident.
*naked dogeza
As for Asato Hitomi herself, she wanted to test Kuroha Akira's preferences, so she deliberately showed off.
A while back, she'd noticed that when she wore knee-high socks, Kuroha Akira would noticeably glance down at her legs more often. So now Asato Hitomi only wore knee-high socks.
Then she wanted to further test his preferences for sock color and material. Compared to asking him directly, using this probing method to gradually figure out his tastes was way more interesting. It was like playing a puzzle game—similar to silently noting his favorite dishes when making bento and feeding him. Asato Hitomi genuinely enjoyed it.
However, during this process, she also realized that Kuroha Akira had never shown signs of being "especially satisfied" or "super into it." Most of the time, his reaction was just "not bad." That meant his standards were seriously sky-high.
Sometimes, Asato Hitomi genuinely wondered if there was any woman in this world who could make Kuroha Akira display such a lovestruck, foolish expression.
Or maybe… this much "reward" just wasn't stimulating enough for him.
"Come on! Sometimes I even suspect that Akira-kun isn't a normal male high school student."
"Heh heh."
"Sorry, but I really am not," Kuroha Akira thought to himself.
Asato Hitomi also knew that this kind of verbal teasing was too childish. If she wanted to move Kuroha Akira, she couldn't just talk—she had to act. So she emphasized again:
"I already told you—it's my one-day usage rights. For that entire day, Akira-kun, you can make me do anything you want! Anything at all!"
Having heard that much, Kuroha Akira wasn't stupid. He asked very directly,
"So… does that include Ero-related requests?"
Asato Hitomi put her hands on her hips and said,
"That depends. Anything too extreme is definitely off the table."
"Doesn't the definition of 'too extreme' still come down to you, Class Rep? That makes it pretty uninteresting."
If, when the time came, the Class Rep kept saying "this isn't allowed" and "that isn't allowed," Kuroha Akira would feel totally cheated.
This exchange reminded Asato Hitomi of their very first meeting, when they'd argued about looking up skirts—specifically, how long to look, how far away to stand, and even the style of underwear had to be clearly defined. She then showed a knowing smile.
Actually, not long ago, Asato Hitomi had already given him a glimpse under her skirt. But the method had been special, so whether Kuroha Akira saw clearly depended on his dynamic vision.
What Kuroha Akira had glimpsed at the time was pinkish-white. But in fact, she'd been wearing a pair of white, ice-silk, completely transparent underwear that day.
It was also Asato Hitomi's first time wearing such daring underwear to school on a school day. To prevent accidents, her skirt length had also been adjusted to match the other two Literature Club members—extending below her knees, which was why it could be used like a sack to cover Kuroha Akira's head.
In short, there was no pink element on that pair of underwear at all. So the "pink" Kuroha Akira had seen was actually…
"That's right. So I'll clearly tell Akira-kun the 'scope of what's allowed.' Hmm… first, in terms of looking, I'll open up everything to you."
"Oh? Everything?"
"That's right—everything! For example, the content of your bet with Shiori… I can do that too."
Meaning—full nudity was also acceptable!
"And then, Akira-kun, you can also specify how you want to see me dressed."
"What about outfits?"
"As long as Akira-kun tells me in advance, I'll prepare the clothes ahead of time."
That instantly skyrocketed the value of this one-day usage right. Images of the Class Rep in various cosplay outfits flashed through Kuroha Akira's mind, and he immediately became interested.
But Asato Hitomi hadn't yet pushed all her chips forward.
"And then, beyond just looking, touching can also be partially opened up. Specifically, aside from here and these two places, other areas are fine."
The three body parts she indicated were obvious—naturally, the three points covered by a bikini swimsuit.
However, Kuroha Akira continued to ask detailed geometric questions.
"Is it the point that's off-limits? Or the surface?"
The distinction here was whether the entire sphere was forbidden, or whether one could roam the whole sphere but just not reach the summit. Similarly for below—whether the peach could be touched. These were all points of contention.
Asato Hitomi was exceptionally intelligent and naturally understood Kuroha Akira's meaning. After pondering for a few seconds, she decided to concede even more.
"Hmm… just the point."
Kuroha Akira was first excited, then immediately realized something was wrong.
"Wait… Class Rep, have you considered a problem? If you truly open yourself up to me to this extent, there's a very real chance I won't be able to stop myself. I might just impulsively step on the accelerator all the way to the end."
The Class Rep agreed with his statement, nodded, and said,
"Indeed. But I haven't not considered this possibility. So after comprehensive consideration… I feel I can open up to you to this extent, Akira-kun."
What does this mean?
Does she mean going all the way is also acceptable?
Are we still even friends at this point?
Are we about to become friends with benefits?
Although both terms start with "F," the meaning has completely changed, hasn't it? Will pure friendship still exist?
Sure, it seemed the friendship with the Class Rep already had a hint of ambiguity to it…
Or maybe the Class Rep simply trusted his character immensely. She believed that if it was him, he could stop himself even at that critical moment.
However… I am not some ascetic monk, Class Rep.
Don't overestimate my self-control, Asato Hitomi.
This is no longer just a reward.
You are playing with fire.