Hanatemari Kazura was not good at thinking; she always seemed a bit clumsy when it came to gambling and studying, but when faced with matters of romance, she suddenly transformed into a quick-witted "detective," keenly grasping any suspicious clues.
Her insight in this regard forced even Ayanokouji Kiyohira to admire her.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira lowered his restless hands, looked up at Hanatemari, nodded, and replied in a calm tone, "You guessed correctly. I did indeed have a sexual relationship with Ikishima Midari, and she agreed to be with me. Do you have any thoughts on that?"
"What kind of thoughts could I have? I've already given my life to you. I said from the very beginning that if you didn't want me, I would leave at any time and wouldn't cause you any trouble..."
Hanatemari Kazura spoke with a touch of grievance. She didn't know why she was like this; she had clearly stated from the start that this was just a transaction, and she had long known that Ayanokouji Kiyohira certainly wouldn't only have a relationship with her, yet now she felt inexplicably sad.
She said this with her head lowered, tears streaking down her cheeks.
Ayanokoji's heart softened. He gently hugged her, affectionately brushed her hair, and comforted her softly, "Don't overthink it. I never said I didn't want you, so why are you crying? At the very least, I still want to 'get it for free' from you for all three years of high school; I won't let you go that easily."
Ayanokouji Kiyohira was indeed comforting her, but his words of comfort were a bit unique, leaving Hanatemari Kazura speechless.
What was this about 'getting it for free'... Although this was a tacit understanding they had long shared, there was no need to say it out loud like that.
Knowing she wouldn't be abandoned, Hanatemari felt slightly relieved. She wiped her tears and stubbornly explained, "I'm not sad for myself; I'm sad for Meari. She likes you so much, yet you're going to let her down..."
"I haven't let Meari down."
"Then you and Ikishima-san..."
"The relationship between Midari and me is very complicated. There are underlying reasons for her being with me, and for your own safety, it's best if you don't know. In any case, you just need to know that Ikishima Midari, just like you, won't be jealous of Meari being my official girlfriend."
"...Is that true?" Hanatemari Kazura asked, half-doubting.
"If you don't believe me, I'll have her tell you herself. She actually already knows about the relationship between you and me..." Ayanokouji Kiyohira made a move to grab his phone.
Did she actually know about the relationship between herself and Ayanokoji?
"No!" Hanatemari exclaimed, subconsciously pulling Ayanokoji's arm toward herself.
Ayanokoji didn't resist; as she pulled, he followed the momentum and fell onto her, tossing the phone aside.
His left hand pressed onto Hanatemari's breasts through her open shirt, while his right hand happened to rest above her thigh.
"...Hanatemari, do you want to do it? Are you really being this proactive?"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira wore a playful smile as he gently stroked the soft inner thigh of Hanatemari Kazura. She subconsciously clamped her legs together, blushing as she let out a soft groan.
"Wait a moment..." Hanatemari Kazura was panting, feeling aroused herself, but she still asked the question that was on her mind.
"Ikishima-san knows about our relationship; doesn't she object? Also, since she clearly knows, why is she still willing to do it with you? Doesn't she care about being the 'other woman'..."
Ayanokouji Kiyohira gently rubbed his palm, continuing to tease her. "I told you, our relationship is very complicated. These questions aren't important to her. For her, there are things more important than caring about these worldly conventions."
"...What are they?" Hanatemari Kazura couldn't help but ask.
The question she wanted Ikishima Midari to answer was actually the same one she herself cared about and worried about. She desperately wanted to know exactly what Ikishima Midari was thinking to be able to cast all of this aside.
This time, Ayanokouji Kiyohira didn't answer. He gently lifted Hanatemari's chin, exposing her snow-white neck, and said deliberately, "Do you want to know? Then... you should know what to do, right?"
A look of resentment appeared on Hanatemari Kazura's face.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira's subtext was self-evident.
She had actually already done this several times under Ayanokoji's guidance, and she didn't resist such things, but she was a bit dissatisfied with Ayanokouji Kiyohira's riddle-like behavior.
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