"Try to guess who I am?"

  When this question was asked, Ishigami's mind immediately went to one of his acquaintances who had a softness simir to a water pillow or meat bun on their chest.

  However, the only person that came to his mind was one.

  Yet, when he smelled this gentle st, Ishigami wondered whether she had ged her perfume.

  "...Fujiwara-senpai?"

  "Huh? Fujiwara-senpai? You mean Fujiwara Chika? Are you close to her?"

  Ah, he made a wrong guess, but it couldn't be helped sihe only girl he knew who had su incredible chest and would do something so silly like that was Chika. Still, he quickly held the hands that closed his eyes, pulling them away, then turned his head.

  "...who?"

  "How cruel!"

  The young woman cried with Ishigami's fused expression. "Did you fet about me? We just met yesterday, right? You also helped me!"

  "...sorry, what's your name again?" Ishigami looked at the pink-haired young woman with a voluptuous body, pink-haired, which she ly bed into a 7:3 ratio, and a ponytail, which she tied with a ribbon.

  Frankly, with how beautiful she was, Ishigami should remember her, but many things happe night, and he didn't remember that they had introduced each other.

  "Now that you mention it!" The young woman suddenly realized something and said, "We haven't introduced ourselves!" Then she smiled at Ishigami and introduced herself. "My name is Tsubame Koyasu. I am in my third year, so call me Senpai, okay?" She lightly tapped Ishigami's nose as if he were a naughty junior.

  "...yes, Senpai."

  While Ishigami said so, he quickly stopped Tsubame's hand, which wao touch him again as her sweet st was just too much for a virgin and pubest boy like him.

  'This is inappropriate,' he thought.

  While he loved it, this couldn't tinue since he wasn't a harem edy protagonist who could remain limp all the time.

  "But I will appreciate it if you don't touch me too much, Senpai."

  Ishigami sounded helpless, but this aroused her Tsubame's io tease him more.

  "Geez, are you embarrassed? Oh, you haven't introduced yourself!"

  "Don't you know my name?"

  "I know you, but... but it won't be fair if you don't introduce yourself, right?"

  When Tsubame asked so, she looked at him with a cute pout.

  Not only was her personality friendly, outgoing, and easy to get close to a her beautiful fad the softness of her body could also simply melt the hearts of any man.

  Including him, but Ishigami was strong!

  "My name is Ishigami Yuu. o meet you, Koyasu-senpai."

  "Um, o meet you, Ishigami-kun~!"

  As Ishigami greeted her like a good boy, Tsubame wao pat his head again.

  "Senpai, while I respect you, I hope you don't touch me much."

  Ishigami quickly held Tsubame's hands sihose hands tried to touch him again.

  Frankly, he felt a bit jealous of a woman who could get so touchy with others, yet if a man got touchy, everyone would think of him as sexual harassment.

  Still, while he didn't hate this touch, she was a little close, and he was afraid that he couldn't hold on since he could feel the blood on his body slowly moving to his lower body.

  'This 't tinue...'

  "What's wrong? Are you embarrassed?"

  When Tsubame asked so, she looked at her hands, which were held by him firmly. He didn't show her merd held her tightly, which made her body feel strange since usually others were geh her.

  "I am afraid that others will misuand."

  "Others? Who?"

  As if a cue of someone would e out, someone suddenly called his name.

  "Yuu?"

  The two turned and then saw Onodera was there, staring at the two with a frown.

  "Tsubame-senpai?"

  "Ah, Rei-!" Tsubame became awkward when Onodera saw her with Ishigami, and somehow, she became slightly panicked. But why should she panic? The two didn't date each other, right? So, there shouldn't be any misuandings, but somehow... she felt that she had done something wrong.

  But then, she noticed a strangeness at what Onodera called Ishigami. "Yuu?"

  As Tsubame muttered softly, Oried to smile and asked, "...what are you two doing?"

  "Koyasu-senpai is trying to molest me."

  "What?!" 2x

  "Ishigami-kun!" Tsubame looked at Ishigami with rese and blushed, but whehought about how touchy she was toward him, ging to his firm and strong body, she couldn't refute it and panicked.

  Only Onodera started to look at Tsubame with a resentful gaze. She had helped her yesterday, but why the heck did this senior of her try to touch her crush?!

  'Wait, crush?'

  Somehow, Onodera started to realize something.

  "I was joking. She was just about to fall before, so I caught her."

  "Eh? Really?"

  Onodera looked at Tsubame with surprise and worry.

  "Ah, um, yes." While Tsubame felt a bit guilty, she nodded since being mistaken to fall was much better than being mistaken to molest this bad guy!

  Still watg his calm face as if he did nothing wrong, Tsubame pouted.

  "Then, Senpai, we will go to the css first. Don't fall again, okay?"

  "See you, Senpai."

  Ishigami quickly left since he could feel many gazes on him, and Onodera quickly followed him.

  "Ah, yes."

  Tsubame blushed, feeling slightly shy by his teasing, but at the same time, she also felt at a loss since she khat she hadn't thanked him for what Ishigami did yesterday. However, whehought about what he had done and said to her before, she pouted and thought that she o show her prestige as a senior or else this bad guy would bully her!

  "Was Tsubame-senpai's hands o hold?"

  Whewo walked to the css, Onodera couldn't help but ask this question in a resentful tone, even if she didn't realize it.

  Ishigami stopped, then looked at Onodera, causio be stunned, before—

  "Give me your hands."

  "Eh?"

  While Onodera was fused, she gave her two hands obediently, but she was surprised when she saw him holding her hands firmly so suddenly.

  "Yuu...!"

  She was embarrassed by his sudden a, but she didn't hate it, she thought.

  "Yours feel better."

  As Ishigami said so, he let go of her smooth yet slightly sweaty hands and walked to the css again.

  Frankly, Onodera's hands were more slender, but it didn't mean that they weren't good, and their hands had their own advantages, which made him wonder how it felt when those hands were used for something else.

  It was just his EQ was high, and he knew no matter who was better, at this moment, he had to say Onodera's hands were the best.

  Watg how he let her hands go so easily, as if he threw them away, Onodera shinking that this guy was as tsundere as ever.

  'Even though you want to hold my hand...'

  Onodera pouted, but frankly, if Ishigami asked her, then... she might not mind him holding her hand.

  Yet, this guy ignored her and pretehat he hadn't noticed anything.

  Still, Ishigami couldn't be bmed since he khat a trial was awaiting him, especially when he saw the text on his smartphone. Yes, this text might be unreasonable, yet in the power of money, what could he do?

  If he wasn't careful, he was afraid that he would bee a fish pellet in Tokyo Bay, even though he was so young and full of potential like this.

  He also hadn't used his 19 cm!

  While there might be a ce of him being traveled and revived by another character, it was just... who wao die, right?

  So, while it was humiliating, he could only go and think of many revenge novels, hoping that they could be used iure.

  'Don't bully the poor and the weak!'

  And it wasn't too te for the gentleman to take his revehin ten years!

  "Ishigami, do you want to have lunch together?"

  "Sorry, maybe ime, I o go to the student cil."

  "Ah, okay, do your best."

  When the break started, many invited him to have lunch together, and Ishigami khat their retionship had bee closer after that karaoke yesterday. Still, while he would maintain a retionship with them, it was only a bare minimum since he was too zy to get close to those who mocked him before—uhey treated him because money was i.

  Still taking a deep breath, Ishigami walked away from the css, walking toward the empty corridor that led him into ay room on the er where he saw a beautiful girl with a "gyaru" like attire, long blonde hair, which she tied up on the side with a schie, and long smooth, white thighs that were shown through her short skirt, stood as if she was in charge of a lookout, so no one would know what would her master did to a poor man like him.

  "Hayasaka-senpai."

  "Ishigami-kun." Hayasaka nodded calmly without many expressions on her face, like ice, which was a stark trast with the lively attire that she usually showed at school.

  Still, Ishigami didn't care about this rea and tio talk with her. "Have you eaten lunch yet?"

  Only when Hayasaka wao answer his question—

  "Ishigami, e here."

  "....."

  While Hayasaka rolled her eyes helplessly, Ishigami took a deep breath and stepped forward before a powerful grip grabbed his colrs and pulled him into the empty room.

  'Ah, I am dead.'

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