When Rai Hikaru heard he was first up for the principal's formal interview...
He was caught off guard.
But with his top physical scores, it made sense.
Tailing the stunning secretary, Rai Hikaru reached the principal's office door.
"Go right in." She bowed slightly, signaling him to enter alone.
Rai Hikaru nodded—no chit-chat—and shoved the door open.
Creak!
The sound snapped Kōroku Rika's gaze over instantly.
Spotting Rai Hikaru, she froze for a split second, then sighed inwardly.
Damn, this kid's even hotter in person—way beyond the photos.
Idol material. Still got that fresh high-schooler innocence, but it's no flaw.
If anything, it's a plus—especially for a mature woman like me.
Makes him taste even more delicious.
She swallowed subtly, shaking her head.
No, no—business interview. Can't let the mind wander there.
Burying the greedy hunger in her eyes, Kōroku Rika recomposed her aloof, noble mask.
While Kōroku Rika sized him up, Rai Hikaru clocked her right back.
Matched the voice perfectly—this Seika principal was peak ice-queen big-sis.
Porcelain skin, razor-sharp features. Black hair in a high ponytail, a single white-streaked bang framing her forehead. Silver-rimmed glasses over piercing eyes that cut right through you. Jade earrings dangling at her ears.
No question: drop-dead gorgeous, with a body that'd stiffen any guy on sight—pure sex bomb.
But her high-status aura screamed stern authority. Around here, her word was law—no peon dared meet her stare.
Rai Hikaru, though? He stared, dazed—not bowled over by the milf allure.
But that face...
Holy shit, it's really that principal, Kōroku Rika!
Kōroku Rika had no clue what ran through his head.
Her red lips parted, voice dripping top-dog arrogance and confidence. "Come over here for the interview."
That sultry big-sis timbre hit Rai Hikaru's ears like velvet.
"Sure." He strolled up.
Kōroku Rika leaned in appraisingly, lips parting to fire off questions.
But before she could, Rai Hikaru beat her to it. "Principal Kōroku Rika—what's the actual gig here?"
Kōroku Rika chuckled. "Jumping the gun before the interviewer speaks? Rude."
"But... for a fresh, tender young thing like you—not gonna hold it against ya."
She propped her elbows on the desk, fingers interlaced, chin resting on her hands—smiling as she laid it out. "You don't know the details yet, huh?"
"Makes sense—you're the backdoor kid, friend of a friend. Never figured you'd clear physicals, so no deep dive. But damn, first place? Impressive."
"Since you made the cut, here's the rundown. Simple stuff."
"Pass the formal interview, and you'll be our academy's special psych counselor. Main gig: help our Seika girls vent stress, body and soul."
"In this cutthroat noble girls' school, the pressure's insane. Bottle it up, and it wrecks 'em."
"So I need a top-tier male psych teacher to counsel our students—ease that tension, let 'em grow up healthy in mind and body."
"Clear?"
Kōroku Rika figured she'd need to spell it out slow for this green high-schooler.
But Rai Hikaru just nodded post-explanation. "I... get the gist."
"One question, though. This psych counselor role—beyond mental stress relief, does it cover... physical stress too?"
Kōroku Rika's lip curled slyly. "Yes. Exactly what you're thinking."
Rai Hikaru grimaced. "I'm still in high school. This job might be..."
Kōroku Rika cut in coolly. "Base salary: 100k a month. 100k bonus per girl you counsel."
Rai Hikaru wavered. "Lemme think it over..."
Kōroku Rika smiled faintly. "Base: 200k. 200k per session!"
Rai Hikaru pondered. "Hits my dignity, so I need to mull..."
"500k base. 500k per girl!" Kōroku Rika stated flatly.
Rai Hikaru crossed his left hand over his chest, dead serious. "Relieving stressed-out girls? My duty! Principal Kōroku Rika—start the formal interview now!"
He'd been set to blast her for the dignity-trashing offer—but the cash was obscene.