Inwardly grumbling over how flirtatious Hayashi Maki was, Kirisu Mafuyu shot him a fierce glare during class.
Hayashi Maki blinked, totally failing to realize she was glaring and thinking she was throwing him a flirty look instead.
But that wasn't a big problem in his mind.
After class.
The moment she stepped out of the classroom and rounded a corner, Kirisu Mafuyu was suddenly scooped up around the waist by Hayashi Maki.
"Ah!"
By the time she came to her senses, he'd already carried her to a quiet, empty spot.
"Ugh, you little brat, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid someone will see us?"
Sitting in his lap, Mafuyu flushed in embarrassment, balling her fists and pounding his chest twice.
At the same time, she glanced nervously around, terrified some passerby might catch them.
Hayashi Maki chuckled and leaned down to kiss her cheek.
"What else would I be doing? Of course I wanted to get close to you, Mafuyu-sensei. Besides, weren't you the one who signaled me with your eyes to do this?"
"Huh? When did I signal you with my eyes?"
Hearing that, her jaw dropped, her expression going dark.
"What, you glared at me right after class on purpose—wasn't that your signal?"
Hayashi Maki spoke with complete confidence, his breathing starting to grow heavy.
Her body was so soft.
And she smelled so good…
Feeling the heat in his gaze, Mafuyu's face turned even redder.
"I did not throw you a flirtatious look. I was glaring! Showing my displeasure!"
She snapped back, then slapped away the hot hand that had drifted onto her thigh.
"Can you please behave? Class just ended!"
Hayashi Maki couldn't help laughing. Instead of letting her go, he tightened his hold around her and asked, still smiling:
"So what exactly are you so displeased about, Mafuyu-sensei?"
"Hmph, what else? Because you're such a flirt, obviously! You've already got a wonderful girlfriend like Shiina, and you're still out here charming every girl you see, cheating all over the place!"
"Ahem… well, I can't help that. If I wasn't a flirt, how would I be holding you right now? Yes, I'm pretty scummy—but I'm going to keep going, because that's the only way… Mafuyu-sensei will end up being mine."
He said this seriously, then lowered his head and captured her lips.
Her lips were soft and sweet, with a faint flavor like candy.
Like biting into cotton candy—he just wanted more.
With her mouth sealed, Mafuyu could only let out muffled protests.
She pushed at him a couple of times with her small hands, but soon her body went limp.
This shameless brat!
He was absolutely shameless to justify his flirting like that.
But she had to admit, he wasn't wrong.
If he weren't such a flirt, there's no way he'd be holding her like this now.
When she opened her eyes, she met his burning gaze, and her heart started racing uncontrollably.
Her pink arms slowly slid up around his neck.
Mafuyu's response made Hayashi Maki grin inwardly.
He didn't hold back.
Quick and efficient.
A few minutes later.
Hayashi Maki reluctantly let go of Mafuyu's lips and reached up to straighten her clothes.
"You little brat, all you know how to do is cause trouble."
Mafuyu climbed out of his lap, shooting him a fierce look.
Even though her heart felt sweet, she still didn't want to let him off easy.
The guy had ambushed her right after class, dragged her off, and harassed her. Way too shameless.
Hayashi Maki just chuckled again and pulled her into his arms once more.
"Being a little bad is the only way to keep you, Mafuyu-sensei. I'm really looking forward to the day you move in."
Hearing that, Mafuyu started feeling guilty.
She had just told Mahiru she wasn't going to move over…
Hayashi Maki stroked her pink hair, stole another quick kiss, then finally let her go.
Mafuyu hurried back to the office, her face still flushed as she collapsed onto her desk.
Her cheeks were still rosy, making her look dangerously tempting.
She felt like she was getting more and more shameless.
And it was all Hayashi Maki's fault.
That little brat was corrupting her.
Still… secretly fooling around with him really was pretty exciting.
…
Soon it was lunchtime.
As usual, Hayashi Maki headed up to the rooftop and sat on a bench to wait quietly.
Before long, Yukinoshita Yukino appeared in her school uniform, carrying a bento.
That adorable, unfairly beautiful face of hers was as cold as ever, but the faint blush on her cheeks betrayed how unsettled she really was.
Hayashi Maki smiled as he eyed her slender figure, especially the way her chest was slowly catching up to Mahiru's, pushing out the front of her uniform. The corners of his lips curled up.
Spreading his arms, he raised a brow at her.
"Come here, Yukino."
Yukino shot him a glare, clearly unimpressed by his eyebrow waggle…
But her body was honest.
Cradling the bento, her long legs in black over-the-knee socks took a few elegant steps toward him.
Without hesitation, she turned her back to him and sat down.
Hayashi Maki shifted his arm and pulled her into a tight embrace.
Her soft body pressed against him, her fragrance washing over him—and, shamefully, he reacted.
His breathing grew heavier.
The blush on Yukino's face deepened.
"Pervert. Hentai."
She cursed him under her breath, but didn't struggle.
Instead, she simply opened the cloth-wrapped bento box.
"Yukino, you smell amazing."
With his chin resting on her fragrant shoulder, Hayashi Maki inhaled deeply, intoxicated by her scent.
"Shut up. If you're going to hug me, just hug me properly. Stop saying such cheesy lines."
Yukino pinched the hand resting on her thigh, then picked up some food with her chopsticks and put it in her own mouth.
Hayashi Maki grinned, his hand refusing to leave her leg—if anything, he held on more tightly, gently kneading and toying with the smooth line of her calf and thigh.
Her face burned, but she still didn't push him away.
After a few bites for herself, she picked up a piece of meat and held it up to his lips.
"Want some?"
"Of course I do!"
He opened his mouth without the slightest shame and took the bite, chewing happily.
He loved being fed by Yukino, and his mood only got better.
Their lunch was… extremely suggestive.
Before long, the bento box was empty.
Yukino snapped the lid back on, wrapped it in the cloth again, and set it aside.
Then she shifted in his arms and turned, swinging one leg over so she was facing him, arms looped around his neck.
"Idiot, I'm full. What about you?"
Her eyes were soft and hazy, shimmering with a gentle light.
Hayashi Maki cupped her delicate face, his thumb brushing lightly over her soft, pink lips.
"I'm definitely not full, Yukino…"
He leaned in slowly.
Yukino's blush flared, and she closed her eyes shyly.
Their lips met.
They shared a rare, peaceful moment, hearts pressed together as their heartbeats sped up in unison.
The view from the rooftop became a beautiful memory that neither of them would ever forget.
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