The Student Council Room was not a normal classroom. It looked like a 5-star hotel lobby. There was a red carpet, a chandelier, and the smell of expensive tea.
I, Kenji, was currently on my knees on that expensive red carpet.
Haruka sat on a big leather chair behind a giant desk. She looked like an evil queen. She crossed her legs. Swish.
"Phone," she demanded. She held out her hand.
"Here! Take it! I promise I didn't look at the photo!" I cried, shaking as I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
The Slippery negotiation
"If you ever speak of this..." Haruka narrowed her eyes. "I will make sure you fail every engineering class. I know the Dean."
"Understood! I am mute! I am a stone!"
I stood up to hand her the phone. But, because the universe hates me, I forgot one thing: I was still wearing my socks, and the floor was freshly polished wax.
Sfx: Slide!
"Whoa!"
My feet went backward. My body went forward. I was sliding across the table like a hockey puck.
"Kenji, stop!" Haruka shouted.
She stood up to stop me, but it was too late. I crashed into the desk. The desk hit her. She fell backward into her big leather chair.
Crash!
But I didn't stop moving. I flew over the desk and landed right on top of her in the chair.
The "Compromising" Position
The chair was big, but not big enough for two people.
I was sitting on her lap (again). My hands were pressed against the back of the chair, pinning her arms. Her face was bright red. My glasses were crooked.
"You..." Haruka whispered, her voice shaking with rage. "Are you trying to die today?"
"I slipped! The floor is too clean!" I defended myself.
I tried to move, but the chair was a "recliner." It suddenly tilted back because of our weight.
Sfx: Squeak... BAM!
The chair went flat. Now I was lying completely on top of her. Through her thin shirt, I could feel her heart beating super fast. Or maybe that was her rage boiling over.
"Get. Off. Me."
"I'm trying!" I struggled. My knee hit a button on the side of the chair. Whirrrrr. The chair started vibrating (massage mode).
"HYAAAAN?!" Haruka made a very cute, high-pitched sound. "Turn it off! Turn it off!"
The Intruder
Just as I was trying to find the 'Off' button (which was dangerously close to her waist), the heavy wooden door opened.
"Haruka? I heard a crash. Is everything—"
A tall woman with glasses and a very serious face walked in. It was Sae, the Student Council President.
She looked at the overturned desk. She looked at the spilled tea. She looked at me, lying on top of a vibrating Haruka.
Silence.
Sae pushed her glasses up her nose. Shing!
"I see," Sae said calmly. "Haruka, I didn't know you had... such wild hobbies during school hours."
"IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Haruka screamed, finally kicking me off. I flew across the room and hit a wall.
The Punishment
Ten minutes later, I was sitting in a corner, holding an ice pack to my head. Haruka was fixing her clothes, looking ready to cry from embarrassment.
Sae looked at us. "Haruka, since this boy caused a mess, he must take responsibility."
"Responsibility?" I gulped. "Marriage?"
"No, idiot," Haruka snapped. "You are now the Student Council's Pet."
Sae nodded. "Correct. We need a janitor and someone to carry heavy boxes. Congratulations, Kenji-kun. You belong to us now."
I looked at Haruka. She was smirking. "Welcome to hell, Kenji," she mouthed silently.