"Looks like you've discovered our secret." Ryo's tone remained as cold as ever, though her eyes flickered with a dangerous light.
"So you have only two paths before you now." Seiji added with a smile. "Either join us. Or we'll have to ask you to keep your mouth shut permanently."
With that, he slowly released his hand from covering Kikuri Hiroi's mouth.
"Can I... can I choose neither?" Kikuri asked with a dry laugh, her voice small.
"Sure." Seiji nodded.
Kikuri was about to show a delighted smile when she suddenly found herself being hoisted up entirely by Seiji!
"Since you can't choose, I'll help you pick the first one."
"Ahhhhh! Let go of me! I don't want to! Help!" Kikuri struggled desperately, throwing punches and kicks, but before Seiji's iron-like arms, all her resistance was utterly useless.
She was unceremoniously carried into the bathroom.
"Ryo, strip her clean."
"Yes, Seiji."
Under their "cooperation," Kikuri was quickly stripped bare and tossed into the massive bathtub.
Under Seiji's skilled techniques, she soon shifted from terror and resistance to comfort and infatuation.
Her body betrayed her will, trembling in unfamiliar pleasure.
Looking at Seiji's devastatingly handsome face, feeling that testosterone-filled, robust physique, an absurd thought emerged in Kikuri Hiroi's mind...
Maybe... maybe doing it with such a hot guy isn't so bad?
In fact, I'm the one profiting here!
This thought shamed her, yet she couldn't suppress it.
Once her mindset changed, her world instantly broadened.
Kikuri quickly began cooperating of her own accord.
"Welcome aboard, Kikuri-senpai." Beside them, Ryo Yamada, who had been watching the entire time expressionlessly, raised her palm.
Kikuri flushed crimson with embarrassment, covering her face with her hands.
Seiji smiled and pried her hands away, saying gently, "Don't be afraid. I'll be very gentle."
Then, he slowly entered.
Kikuri Hiroi's body was indeed exactly as her appearance suggested... delicate to the extreme.
Her waist was so slender it seemed ready to snap, with almost no excess fat beneath her skin, only a thin layer of elastic muscle.
This skeletal beauty was entirely different from Ryo's proportionate figure, Eriri's graceful curves, or Utaha's voluptuous form.
She carried a kind of morbid and decadent beauty born from burning her life in alcohol and music.
The moment of entry brought Seiji a completely different experience from possessing Ryo Yamada.
It was an extreme tightness and enveloping sensation, as if exploring a budding, fragile yet beautiful night-blooming cereus, making him involuntarily slow his movements, afraid that one careless move would damage this precious work of art.
Just as he was preparing to truly enjoy himself, Kikuri in his arms turned pale, her entire body going limp.
"I can't... I'm dizzy..."
Both Seiji and Ryo Yamada were startled, immediately stopping their movements.
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't eat lunch or dinner..." Kikuri said weakly. "I think I have low blood sugar..."
Seiji and Ryo Yamada exchanged glances, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
The mood was instantly ruined.
The two quickly pulled Kikuri from the bathtub, wrapped her in a bath towel, carried her to the living room, and made her drink a strong cup of ginger sugar water.
After drinking it, Kikuri's complexion improved slightly, but she remained deathly pale.
Seiji touched her forehead, examined her condition, and shook his head helplessly. "It should be electrolyte imbalance. Come on, let's go to the hospital."
And so, what should have been a passionate encounter turned into a midnight emergency room visit.
On the drive to the hospital, Kikuri curled up in the back seat, apologizing continuously, her face full of remorse.
"I'm sorry... Fujiwara-sensei... Yamada-san... it's all my fault..."
"It's fine." Seiji said casually.
"No worries," Ryo turned back, looking at her meaningfully. "Anyway, you'll have plenty of opportunities to 'make amends' in the future."
Hearing this, Kikuri's face flushed red, and she dared not speak further.
...
...
Before long, the car arrived at the hospital.
After blood tests, the doctor confirmed that Kikuri had severe electrolyte imbalance combined with hypoglycemia due to long-term alcohol consumption and irregular eating habits.
So Seiji went to pay the fees, Ryo Yamada went to a nearby convenience store to buy late-night snacks.
Kikuri lay alone on a hospital bed in the emergency room, hooked up to an IV drip.
...
Meanwhile, at home, Eliza Shimizu sat with furrowed brows.
She opened her computer, searching for all news related to the Yamada family, Seiji, and "Genesis Records."
When she pieced all the clues together, a conclusion that made her expression complex emerged in her mind.
She suspected that Ryo Yamada and Seiji had an unusual relationship.
"Sigh..."
She let out a long breath. "This is their own choice. As an outsider, I shouldn't judge. But regardless, I should keep my distance from someone like Seiji."
She shook her head, preparing to shut down her computer and go to sleep, when her thoughts inexplicably turned to Kikuri Hiroi, who had been unusually quiet all day.
"That idiot, she didn't get into trouble again, did she?"
With a trace of curiosity, she dialed Kikuri's number.
The phone actually connected.
From the receiver came Kikuri's incredibly weak voice.
"Hello... Eliza..."
"Kikuri?!" Eliza was startled by her weak voice. "What happened to you?! What's wrong with your voice?!"
"I didn't eat... electrolyte imbalance... I'm at the hospital now... on an IV drip..."
"Hospital?!" Eliza instantly shot up from the sofa. "How did you end up at the hospital?! Who took you there?!"
"It was... Fujiwara-sensei... and Ryo-chan..."
Eliza's brain buzzed.
What she feared most had happened!
She demanded, "You went to the Yamada house again tonight?!"
"...Yes." Kikuri answered weakly.
"Ki-ku-ri Hi-ro-i!"
Eliza was furious beyond measure. She shouted into the phone, "Which hospital are you at?! Send me the address! You wait right there! I'm coming over now!"
With that, she hung up, grabbed her car keys, and rushed out the door.
On the way to the hospital.
Two figures alternated repeatedly in Eliza's mind.
One was Kikuri, whose voice on the phone sounded so weak she might die at any moment.
The other was Seiji from the news, high-spirited and always surrounded by various beautiful women.
A terrible thought emerged... has Kikuri already been drugged by that man?!
In her view, although Seiji was nominally still a high school student, the wealth and power he controlled, his sophisticated methods of manipulating capital, all proved that he was essentially already an "adult"!
And for a powerful "adult" to toy with an ignorant high school girl... how despicable!
What scum behavior!
If he could lay hands on an underage girl like Ryo Yamada, how could he possibly pass up this defenseless prey who delivered herself to him?!
Thinking of what Kikuri might have endured, Eliza's eyes burned with raging fury.
Her foot unconsciously pressed the accelerator deeper.
"..."
...
Meanwhile, in a corner of the hospital.
Seiji's expression was somewhat gloomy.
Ryo's physical exhaustion, combined with Kikuri Hiroi's unexpected "desertion," left his aroused desire with nowhere to vent.
Ryo could naturally sense the low pressure radiating from Seiji.
After settling Kikuri, she tugged at Seiji's sleeve, leading him to an unmonitored corner of the hospital's back garden.
Ryo said not a word, directly kneeling before Seiji.
Seiji immediately showed a gratified expression.
"I was wrong... Seiji-sama..." As Ryo Yamada worked, she entered into roleplay, tugging at Seiji's toes.
She would occasionally look up, her face in the dim lighting filled with the aggrieved yet fearful expression of a "helpless schoolgirl."
"Please... please forgive me..."
"Oh? What exactly did you do wrong?"
Seiji's spirits lifted as he immediately entered the role of "sinister, arrogant villain."
He extended his hand, roughly gripping Ryo's chin with his fingers, forcing her to raise her head and meet his gaze.
"I shouldn't have been so weak physically, leaving you unsatisfied..." Tears welled up in Ryo's eyes at just the right moment, presenting a pitiful appearance.
"Hmph, so now you know you were wrong?" Seiji sneered. "Too late. However, seeing as you're still obedient, I'll give you one more chance to redeem yourself. Use that most eloquent mouth of yours to please me. If you can satisfy me, I'll let today's matter slide."
"Yes, Seiji-sama..." Ryo Yamada responded submissively, then obediently relaxed her throat, accommodating the massive intrusion.
...
...
On the other side, Eliza rushed frantically into the emergency room.
"Kikuri!"
She had been worried about Kikuri's condition.
But when she entered the emergency ward and saw Kikuri lying on the hospital bed with a blissful expression.
While hooked up to an IV drip, happily eating steaming hot oden, Eliza froze completely.
"Kikuri?!"
"Oh! Eliza! You came!" When Kikuri saw her, she excitedly raised the fish cake in her hand. "This is super delicious! Do you want one too?"
Watching her carefree attitude, all of Eliza's fury was choked back, leaving only deep helplessness.
"Sigh..."
She stepped forward and slapped Kikuri on the head three times.
Smack!
"Ow! That hurts!" Kikuri covered her head pitifully.
Eliza was unmoved, delivering a stern lecture.
From the dangers of alcoholism to the trouble of bothering others, she scolded for a full ten minutes.
Only when Kikuri held her head, repeatedly begging for mercy and promising she'd never do it again, did Eliza temporarily cease.
"You stay here quietly. I'm going to ask the doctor about your condition!"
With that, Eliza left the ward and found the doctor on duty.
"Doctor, hello. About my friend, she..."
The female doctor on duty glanced at her, then at the medical records, her expression complex, her tone ambiguous. "Nothing too serious, just hypoglycemia and electrolyte imbalance..."
"Well, the patient has chronic malnutrition and is very weak. She's not really suited for overly vigorous exercise."
"Of course, I've seen plenty of you musicians. People collapsing at night for the sake of so-called 'inspiration' and 'passion'... I see it all the time."
"Vig... vigorous... exercise?!"
These words struck like thunder in Eliza's mind!
She instantly connected this statement with her previous suspicions!
As expected! Just as she thought!
Kikuri, she... she really was violated by that beast...
"Thank you, doctor. I understand." Eliza practically ground out the words through clenched teeth.
Her face flushed crimson with rage!
An unprecedented fury burned away her rationality.
She had only one thought now... to confront Seiji!
Eliza rushed back to the ward and demanded of the innocent-looking Kikuri, "Where are the two people who brought you here?! Where did they go?!"
"Eh? Fujiwara-sensei and Ryo-chan?" Kikuri was startled by her. "They... they said they were going outside for a walk..."
"A walk?!"
Eliza laughed coldly, turned, and rushed out of the ward, out of the hospital.
She stood in the open space outside the hospital, carefully scanning her surroundings.
Then, in the darkest corner of the hospital's back garden, Eliza saw a scene that made her eyes nearly split with rage...
Ryo Yamada was actually kneeling on the ground, performing that most degrading act for a man!
And that man was none other than Seiji!
Eliza's brain exploded with a buzz.
She never imagined she would witness such a sordid scene!
Across from her.
Seiji and Ryo Yamada also immediately noticed Eliza. Both were equally shocked.
They had never expected that while they were happily roleplaying, Eliza would suddenly find them here!
The two hadn't even had time to separate.
Eliza charged over like a thoroughly enraged lioness, pointing at Seiji and roaring:
"Bastard! Scum! What are you doing to Yamada-san?! Let her go now!"
"..."
Seiji and Ryo's expressions turned strange.
Looking at Eliza's pretty face flushed red with anger, Seiji not only didn't feel threatened but actually found her adorably cute and quite beautiful.
And Ryo Yamada, kneeling before him, keenly captured the change in Seiji's gaze.
She suddenly began an improvised performance.
Ryo Yamada abruptly raised her head, looking at Eliza with eyes filled with terror and pleading, crying out in a trembling voice:
"Eliza, please don't tell anyone!"
She looked like a victim whose secret had been exposed.
"Everything in our family is in Seiji-san's hands. If this matter gets out... I'll really be..."
Halfway through her words, her eyes reddened, presenting a tearful appearance.
Wait, what are you doing right now?
Seiji was shocked and alarmed.
Across from them, Eliza froze.
It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured over her head, extinguishing all her fury.
Eliza belatedly realized something extremely serious... she had stumbled upon a secret she shouldn't have discovered!
And the exposure of this secret, for Ryo Yamada, an underage victim, might bring even greater trouble than the physical violation!
'Don't you think this is interesting?' Ryo Yamada conveyed silently with her eyes.
Seiji caught the hint and immediately followed Ryo's lead with perfect coordination.
He clicked his tongue with feigned annoyance, slowly standing up, looking at Eliza with cold eyes.
"So you found out... How troublesome."
As he spoke, he methodically straightened his clothes, his tone calm yet full of oppressive force.
"If this matter gets exposed, for me it would just be a minor inconvenience. But for Ryo, for you, for that alcoholic friend of yours, for your little band..."
Seiji revealed a smile.
That smile, to Eliza, looked demonic.
"I'm afraid I'd have no choice but to harden my heart and destroy it all."
BOOM... !
Eliza's momentum completely collapsed, panic spreading across her face.
She had made a tremendous mistake.
Her rash actions not only accomplished nothing but instead pushed both her friends and herself toward the abyss.
In an instant, cold sweat soaked Eliza's back.
She had no doubt whatsoever that this man truly had the ability to do everything he said.
She'd seen it in the news... even a conglomerate as large as Tohto Medical had fallen at this man's hands. Controlling a few schoolgirls would be even simpler.
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