Regardless of whether he was in love with Chisato or Anna-chan—even if it was just lust or passion—Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't give up a whole forest for them.
The most important factor for his cheat to become stronger was ♡. Obviously, the more women, the faster his strength would improve.
So there was no helping it. For strength, for power, for survival—some things couldn't be avoided...
"Since when did you two get along so well?" Mu Xiaoxiao ate the meat both girls fed him and asked. "You're already this close."
Only then did he notice they were calling each other by name.
Chi-chan? Anna-chan?
Yesterday they'd been hostile, competing even while shy, never forgetting to shoot smug glances at each other... Why did they seem like sisters now?
Wasn't the change a bit drastic?
"We never had any real conflict." Kisaragi Anna snorted softly, then smiled at Chisato. She rested her face on one hand, tilted her head, and poked his cheek with her finger. "Why, Xiaoxiao? Got a problem with it?"
"No, you getting along is fine. Huh? Is it raining?"
The rain poured down. Droplets dripped against the window. Yesterday had been sunny and cloudless—now this downpour in the morning.
Chisato hurried up to close the window. "I don't know. It started suddenly last night. The weather's gotten cold."
"Xiaoxiao, do you have umbrellas at home?"
"Only two."
The three exchanged glances. They looked at the two umbrellas Mu Xiaoxiao produced, then fell silent. Two umbrellas for three people—obviously, two would have to share one.
So the question was: which two?
Chisato and Kisaragi Anna's eyes met, then they both looked away. Though their sisterly bond had improved greatly, when it came to Mu Xiaoxiao, neither wanted to yield. Even over something this trivial.
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Half an hour later, after clearing the table and packing three bento boxes into schoolbags, Chisato slung her bag over her shoulder. She glanced back at the tidy living room, then trotted to the entrance. Mu Xiaoxiao and Kisaragi Anna already stood at the door with umbrellas.
Waiting for her.
"Let's go."
Just one umbrella...
At the door, rainwater slid off the eaves and splashed onto the ground. The air felt cold and damp. Chisato blinked her big eyes at Mu Xiaoxiao. "Xiaoxiao? What are you waiting for? Open the umbrella already."
He looked at Chisato on his right, then Anna on his left. The corner of his mouth twitched. He opened the blue umbrella.
In the next second, both restless girls leaned in.
They hugged his arms from left and right, pressing their delicate bodies against his. Their soft, enchanting forms and plump chests squeezed against his arms.
"I said... do you two have to do this? Wouldn't two umbrellas be better?"
The three of them squeezed together under one umbrella. Mu Xiaoxiao, stuffed like filling in a sandwich, didn't exactly hate it—but it felt a little unnatural.
"What's wrong with this? It's nice." Chisato leaned close to Mu Xiaoxiao's face, her breath warm, her pink lips alluring. "Everyone crowded together like this—so much more atmospheric."
"The atmosphere's great, but Chi-chan—" Kisaragi Anna cut in, rolling her eyes wildly. "Why is the umbrella tilted toward you? I'm getting soaked!"
"Hehe. Nothing to do with me, Anna-chan. Xiaoxiao's the one holding it~"
The three shared one umbrella, walking to school. They ignored the surprised stares of passersby on the street. The two girls bickered. Even Mu Xiaoxiao, who'd never intended to fall in love, had to admit—
This atmosphere was really nice...
'Was he in love? Tsk.'
"Want to stay at Xiaoxiao's again tonight?"
"Chi-chan, you want to go another round tonight?" Kisaragi Anna's eyes glinted mischievously.
"Oh, that's not what I meant. I just want to be with Xiaoxiao." The girl once full of revulsion and despair—now so obsessed?
She loved the feeling of being with Mu Xiaoxiao more and more. She wished they could stay together every day.
"I'm fine. My family doesn't monitor me."
"My mom might ask... Whatever. Two days won't raise suspicion. By the way, Xiaoxiao—want to join a club together? Neither Anna-chan nor I joined one."
"Club? Haven't joined either. Not interested." Mu Xiaoxiao paused a few seconds, then added meaningfully, "However... if it's a club with lots of girls, I might consider it."
"..."
"..."
One sentence silenced both beautiful girls. The expressions on their faces showed he wasn't joking.
Only then did Chisato remember—the boy she liked wasn't some gentle, good guy. He was a vicious villain. A bad guy merciless to girls.
Now he wasn't satisfied with just her and Anna-chan...
'Why?'
But what could she do? She'd already fallen for him.
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Chisato didn't know that the big villain she spoke of had already targeted her good friend.
Himemiya Makoto faced the most difficult challenge of her life. The sky outside was gloomy. Rain still fell. It probably wouldn't clear for days—just like her current mood.
She walked through the corridor to the fourth floor. This was the senior grades' area. After searching a while, she found the abandoned classroom Mu Xiaoxiao had messaged her about. She opened the door.
Empty inside. Mu Xiaoxiao sat on a desk, playing with his phone. Just as Makoto closed the door, she heard him speak.
"Come here."
Himemiya Makoto walked toward him with small steps.
He didn't look up. One hand still held his phone. The other reached out dominantly, pulling the short-haired girl into his arms. His large, wicked hand slipped under her skirt.
"Hmmm~"
Himemiya Makoto let out a muffled sound. She raised her eyelids, looked at the young man's face so close, breathed in his increasingly familiar scent. Suddenly, she felt something strange.
She didn't know why, but today Mu Xiaoxiao's movements were much gentler than previous days.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't notice. But Himemiya Makoto clearly felt it. The past two days, he'd been rougher. Now... though he was still doing bad things to her, if possible, who wouldn't prefer gentleness?
Himemiya Makoto's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Her watery eyes gradually blurred.
Her breathing grew rapid.
In just ten seconds, she felt it...
Slap.
Mu Xiaoxiao withdrew his hand and patted her upturned bottom. The girl seemed to understand instantly. She parted her legs under her skirt, making it easier for his hand to enter. No rejection. No resistance. She surprised even herself.
'What the hell am I—'
By the time Himemiya Makoto reacted, Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers had already reached the familiar area. She pressed her forehead against his chest, resisting the surging moisture.
She parted her pink lips and bit the fabric of his shirt.
"Ha... ha..."
'Is this me? Am I getting used to this?'
'If this continues... no!'
'Why is he so gentle today?' Makoto sincerely wished he would be rough with her. That might wake her up.
Otherwise... she might drown in his tenderness...