Senpai really was turning into a carnivorous man.
This was the very development she had always longed for, but how to put it—the change was too intense, making Iroha Isshiki almost nostalgic for the old herbivore Senpai she used to know.
Back then, Senpai hadn't been very aggressive at all. He'd always been passive, ignoring all of her hints and advances, and even rejecting her from time to time.
Though she'd frequently suffered setbacks and blows, she was unyielding, determined to win Senpai over someday in the future. Her competitive spirit had been thoroughly ignited.
But now, faced with this carnivorous Senpai, her heart was in a flustered panic, without the slightest sense of security.
She kept feeling that the current Senpai wasn't the Senpai she knew, that this Senpai right now was far too abnormal, that he had changed far too quickly.
"Tap, tap…"
Haruno stepped toward Iroha Isshiki.
As the distance closed in, the pressure on Iroha Isshiki grew greater and greater. She kept retreating, trying to open up space between herself and Senpai.
It was just that—though the hotel room wasn't small, it couldn't support very many meters of retreat.
'Thud…'
In one step she tripped against the deep crimson round bed, her whole body losing balance as she sat down at the edge of it. If her right hand hadn't reacted in time to prop her up against the bed, she'd probably have ended up lying flat on it.
In that moment, Iroha Isshiki was still stunned by her own blunder—and in the blink of an eye, she discovered that Senpai had already appeared right in front of her.
That tall figure blotted out the dim main light on the ceiling, and the resulting shadow fell over her body.
So scary.
Senpai—Senpai wasn't going to pounce, was he?!
Beads of sweat broke out on Iroha Isshiki's forehead.
"My cute little junior,"
"Please take good care of me from here on out."
Take care?
Take care of what?
Iroha Isshiki's expression shifted slightly. She shuffled her body backward, trying to get away from Senpai.
As a girl, she of course knew what those words meant—it was just that there was no way she could agree. Tonight, she hadn't yet made the mental preparations to give herself to Senpai.
'Swish!'
Before Iroha Isshiki had moved very far, her thigh was pinned down.
The powerful strength left her with absolutely no room to escape.
"Sen—Senpai… I, I… I'm not feeling well, today isn't a good time…"
First find an excuse, get Senpai to let her off, and worry about the rest later.
Faced with Iroha Isshiki's pleading, how could Haruno possibly let her off?
Bullying the little junior—was there anything more exciting and blissful than this?
"It's fine."
This was fine?!
"A girl—a girl can't during those few days… Senpai, you have to cherish me…"
"I'll be very gentle, so please rest assured! My cute little junior."
Iroha Isshiki: ???
No amount of gentleness would make it okay!
Senpai had lost his head completely, paying no mind at all to the state of her body.
Iroha Isshiki struggled with all her might to break free, but she still failed. Against Senpai's strength, she was simply no match.
At that moment, Haruno reached out. "Once, just once,"
"I'll be very gentle,"
"Iroha,"
"Actually!"
"I've had feelings for you for a very long time. It's just that, because of Yukinoshita, I never showed it. But now…"
Sweet nothings.
Haruno knew that every single girl loved sweet nothings—even one as cool and aloof as her little sister Yukino, even someone as rational as she herself. She understood perfectly well that no girl was utterly immune to sweet words.
And so, by using gentle, pleasant words, she could slowly break through the heart of the girl before her.
Not to mention, the girl in front of her still held extremely high feelings for Lin Ye.
Stacking the two together was hardly as simple as one plus one equals two.
The latter was the foundation, the former the reinforcement.
Under these circumstances, Haruno had already seen Iroha Isshiki wavering.
If these past two days really were Iroha Isshiki's period, then the possibility of being rejected was quite high—but she didn't believe it. As a woman herself, she was still very sensitive about such things.
Not to mention, Haruno also had an extremely keen sensitivity for whether a woman was lying.
Therefore, Haruno concluded that Iroha Isshiki was lying, that she merely wanted to escape.
Gazing at the unwilling Iroha Isshiki, Haruno instead grew even more interested, feeling that she really ought to bully Iroha Isshiki thoroughly.
The moment the thought arose, Haruno went into action. Her left hand slid downward, gripping Isshiki's calf and applying a little force, and the distance Iroha Isshiki had worked so hard to gain was dragged right back by Haruno.
Iroha Isshiki was so frightened her expression shifted slightly. "Sen—Senpai…"
"Mmph…"
She felt a foreign object suddenly intrude into her mouth, and her eyes went wide, filled with shock.
Senpai had actually pushed a finger into her mouth.
"No, mmph… you can't,"
She tried to break free, but she didn't succeed—not until Haruno was satisfied and withdrew her hand.
"Iroha, I like you, you know!"
The sudden words of affection made Iroha Isshiki's mind go blank, and she forgot the feeling of having just been bullied.
"I mean it. I really, really do like you—I like you, this cute and mischievous little junior."
She, Haruno Yukinoshita, most loved bullying a junior with this kind of personality.
Bullying her felt great, gave a real sense of accomplishment.
Meguri Shiromeguri had her own particular flavor, and Iroha Isshiki had hers; the two felt different. Especially now, in this male body of hers, the sensation felt all the more different.
Being a man was wonderful.
And Lin Ye's body was even better.
Haruno grew even more excited.
While Iroha Isshiki was still in a daze, she reached out once more. A deft flick of her fingers, and the outer button came undone; then the buttons of the white shirt didn't hold out very long before they came open too.
By the time Iroha Isshiki came to her senses, she discovered that her top had already fallen open on all sides, the innermost undergarment already exposed to the air.
"Iroha, you're really beautiful,"
"Senpai,"
Iroha Isshiki covered her body with both hands, her cheeks flushing red. Her body trembled faintly. She wanted to flee, but the gentle voice of praise, soft as a warm breeze and fine rain, left her reluctant, made her linger, and even made her want to enjoy more.
Haruno's fingers brushed across Isshiki's cheek, the faint touch, the rustling friction, a sensation like an electric current.
Iroha Isshiki gave a shiver.
And this was only the beginning.
Haruno drew closer, her exhaled breath falling upon Isshiki's delicate ear.
"Mmph…"
The stimulation grew even greater.
Iroha Isshiki's trembling became even more obvious.
"Sen—Senpai…"
"Leave the rest to me!"
Having said this, Haruno steadied both hands on the girl's shoulders, and with a slight application of force, pushed the girl down to lie on the bed.
Iroha Isshiki lay on the bed.
She felt this couldn't happen, felt she couldn't accept it—it was still too fast, she couldn't let Senpai have her so easily.
But—
But…
Her body had gone somewhat soft, unable to move, and her will to struggle wasn't very strong.
What was she supposed to do?
In her hesitation, Iroha Isshiki suddenly felt her pleated skirt being tugged, and in no time at all it was pulled off.
More and more of her skin was exposed to the air.
"Sen—Senpai…"
"So… beautiful, Iroha, truly… so beautiful,"
Once again that gentle voice reached her ears, loosening Iroha Isshiki's resistant heart a good deal more.
She instinctively curled up.
But facing Senpai above her, she… didn't put up much resistance either.
"Leave it to me!"
"I'll take responsibility,"
The moment these words came out, Iroha Isshiki's mental defenses were shattered.
What she wanted was precisely for Senpai to take responsibility.
What she feared was that Senpai would play around, have his fun, and then abandon her, treating her again with the attitude of the past—how could she possibly accept that?
But now that Senpai had spoken like this, Iroha Isshiki's defenses came completely undone.
"Trust me,"
"Mm, I trust Senpai…"
She believed him.
As she spoke, her tense body began to relax and gradually loosen. She began to prepare herself mentally, to welcome the most special night of her life.
Haruno smiled.
A naive high school girl really was easy to deceive.
She truly did envy men.
Now she too could go about deceiving girls' hearts and bodies in the guise of a man.
How she hoped this span of time could last a little longer.
"Then… here I come,"
Iroha Isshiki didn't answer. She slightly turned her head aside and closed her eyes.
For all her outgoing, warm demeanor, when it came to this kind of matter she still possessed a maiden's reserve and shyness.
The rest, she would leave to Senpai.
A soft rustling sound—she knew that was Senpai taking off his clothes.
So fast.
In just a little while longer, she would step into a new stage of her life.
Boo-hoo-hoo, so fast!
Senpai pressed down onto her.
Her heartbeat quickened.
She had already closed her eyes, her body trembling faintly from nervousness.
Feeling the warmth coming from Senpai, she wondered how Senpai would begin.
A few seconds later, though, she felt the weight on her body leave, which made her subconsciously open her eyes.
"Sen—Senpai… what's wrong?"
In this instant, Iroha Isshiki keenly sensed the change in Senpai's aura—especially the eyes, that expression suppressing anger. There was no way she could be mistaken about it.
So, had something happened?
Hadn't she already been willing? Why was Senpai still angry?
Iroha Isshiki couldn't figure it out.
"It's nothing,"
The reply was Senpai's cold voice, though that trace of anger was still quite obvious.
Iroha Isshiki grew more and more confused and muddled. Lying there now, she felt she could neither stay lying down nor get up.
Then she saw Senpai pick up his clothes and put them on.
"We're… not continuing?"
"Mm,"
Lin Ye answered.
No matter what, he'd never imagined that the very first thing he would see upon returning to his own body would be his own body pressing down on top of Iroha Isshiki.
In this situation, if things went any further, it would have escalated into a full-blown love affair.
That bastard woman Haruno really had the nerve!
She'd gone straight to it, preparing to use his body to have relations with Iroha Isshiki.
This was something he could never accept, no matter what.
If relations had really occurred, how was he supposed to face Iroha Isshiki?
Say it wasn't him who did it?
It really wasn't him who did it, but this body was his, and the one who had relations with Isshiki was, without a doubt, his body.
But the consciousness…
Just thinking about it left Lin Ye a little muddled, so he stopped delving into it any deeper.
At least he'd stopped at the most critical moment—there was still time to salvage everything.
"We're… we're not doing… not continuing?"
Iroha Isshiki couldn't help but ask again.
At first she truly had refused, and even midway it had been half push, half yield, leaving it up to her to decide whether she was fully willing. But now it looked as though Senpai was about to give up on his own initiative, which stirred up a rebellious streak in her.
Halfway through—practically about to begin—and it was ending just like that?
What did that make her?
So everything before had been on purpose, all just toying with her, wanting to see how far she'd go and expose her unseemly side, was that it?!
The more Iroha Isshiki thought about it, the angrier she got.
She, Iroha Isshiki, hated this kind of thing the most.
"Senpai, continue,"
The firm tone made Lin Ye take a couple of extra glances at her.
"Senpai, it's already come to this, so what am I supposed to do?"
She pointed at the state she was in now.
"You've touched me, kissed me, undressed me, looked at me, smelled me—and now it just ends? Impossible. I won't agree to it,"
Iroha Isshiki retorted loudly.
"Today, whether you want to do it or not, you're going to do it,"
In the end, she even burst out with this declaration.
This left Lin Ye even more surprised.
Could it be that this time it hadn't been Haruno taking the initiative? That it was Iroha Isshiki who had actively seduced, and Haruno had simply gone along with it, riding the momentum with the mindset that whoever didn't take advantage was a fool?
This lowered Lin Ye's discontent with Haruno a little.
But only a little.
He still decided that Haruno had to pay the price for today's behavior.
If he didn't give her a proper lesson, Haruno would probably only go even further in the future.
"Isshiki, I apologize for what just happened. As compensation, I…"
Lin Ye noticed crystalline tears welling up in the girl's eyes.
He froze.
"What I want… isn't Senpai's… compensation at all,"
"What I want is you, Senpai!"
It seemed Haruno really had been seduced by Isshiki—but still, what deserved punishment deserved punishment.
Lin Ye silently thought to himself.
"Isshiki, I apologize to you once more. There were some reasons behind what just happened,"
"What reasons?"
Lin Ye didn't say.
"It was to tease me, to toy with me, wasn't it!"
A trace of self-mockery entered her smile.
"Senpai, I… I… you bully me like this… is that really… okay?"
Lin Ye was helpless.
Haruno's mess, and he was the one who had to shoulder the blame.
"I'll treat you to a big feast,"
"I don't want a big feast,"
"Then I'll help you forget what just happened,"
The moment Isshiki heard this, her expression changed.
She'd nearly forgotten that Lin Ye possessed the power of hypnosis—that power could make her lose a portion of her memories.
"I want compensation,"
"I want one… no, two… no, three—I want three compensations. Senpai has to properly compensate me three times,"
"Fine, but nothing excessive,"
"Is having Senpai sleep with me excessive?"
"What do you think!"
"It's not excessive,"
No sooner had Isshiki finished speaking than she clutched her head with both hands—she'd felt a rap on her forehead.
"I, I get it, I won't be too excessive,"
Iroha Isshiki said.
But she certainly didn't want the kind of careless, utterly meaningless compensation.
"Senpai,"
"What is it?"
"Help me put my clothes on,"
She spread open her arms.
"That's one compensation?"
"Of course not. You took my clothes off—doesn't that mean you have to put them back on for me?"
With this reasoning, Lin Ye accepted it too.
But this tab, he charged to Haruno's account.
He was definitely going to make Haruno pay the price.
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