She glared at him indignantly and counterattacked righteously:
"So what! I even tasted that curry bread of yours! It was a bit spicy, but actually quite delicious!"
The crimson on Yanami Anna's face still hadn't fully faded, but her tone sounded as if she were just conducting a food tasting.
Imaizumi Keita looked at her like this and felt his temples starting to throb again.
It wasn't because of his ability; it was purely from being angered by this woman's thick skin.
One second she had blurred eyes and a limp body because of a kiss, and the next second she could so calmly start evaluating the taste.
With this kind of rapid mental switch, should he praise her strong adaptability, or should he say she didn't take this kind of thing to heart at all?
"Yanami," Imaizumi Keita's brow furrowed, his face full of disdain, "You're really disgusting, you know."
"Ha?! What's disgusting about it!"
Yanami Anna immediately puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction. Her clear eyes glared at him, filled with the accusation of "How dare you look down on me."
"I didn't even say you were disgusting! Who on earth, as their first reaction after kissing, goes and evaluates what the other person's mouth tastes like! You're the pervert with absolutely no sense of romance!"
Imaizumi Keita didn't know what to say for a moment, because it was indeed he who had first mentioned the taste of the dried plum.
He had just subconsciously wanted to be a bit sharp-tongued toward Yanami, but he didn't expect to be counter-killed directly.
Seeing his rare expression of being at a loss for words, the dissatisfaction in Yanami Anna's heart instantly vanished into thin air.
The corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, and a cunning and smug smirk appeared on her face.
"Hmph, calling me disgusting, are you?"
Her body proactively leaned toward Imaizumi Keita again. The hands cupping his cheeks not only didn't let go but even gave them a light squeeze.
"Then I'll just let you be even more disgusted!"
"Be disgusted! Be disgusted!"
As she spoke, she was like a woodpecker, pressing her soft lips against his again, kissing him several times on the lips with varying pressure.
Every contact carried a hint of vengeful lightheartedness.
Imaizumi Keita didn't push her away again.
He just helplessly let her fool around, feeling that complex emotional energy mixed with "smugness," "revenge," and "intimacy" continuously surging from her and pouring into the new energy pool that had just been opened in his body.
Now, he was even more certain.
This woman, Yanami Anna, was definitely taking advantage of him blatantly under the guise of a "lover-style drill."
He didn't know how long it had been, but it wasn't until Yanami seemed to have finally satisfied her small vengeful heart that she let go of him contentedly.
She licked her lips, a winner's bright smile on her face. Her sparkling eyes were full of the smugness of "Let's see if you still dare to say that about me."
Imaizumi Keita looked at the girl before him, whom he had "educated" into her current state with his own hands, and felt a sense of powerlessness wash over him.
When did that pathetic loser who was crying in the Family Restaurant and didn't even dare to refuse evolve into this cunning little devil who would proactively initiate kisses, use his logic to block him in return, and even learn to proactively take advantage of him?
Whatever...
He finally gave up on the idea of continuing to bicker with her over this issue.
If this continued, he had no doubt that this woman could use the excuse of a "drill" to completely turn today's lunch break into her one-sided "buffet."
Yanami Anna, she really loves eating too much...
"Alright, alright, drill over."
Imaizumi Keita reached out and pressed his hand not-too-heavily against her forehead, pushing away her head that was still constantly leaning in, and forcibly changed the subject.
"Speaking of which, how are your preparations for the training camp this weekend?"
"Tra-training camp?"
This word successfully pulled Yanami Anna's attention back from her recent victory.
She was still immersed in the afterglow of having led two kisses, her brain a bit slow to turn due to oxygen deprivation and excitement.
"Yeah,"
Imaizumi Keita nodded and continued quite naturally.
"Didn't Senior Tsukinoki say that the training camp location is at the Youth House in Tahara? I checked, and there seems to be a beach nearby."
He glanced at Yanami and asked, "The weather is so hot, there might be a chance to go swimming. Is your swimsuit ready?"
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