The place was a small village within the city. The public restroom was located in a corner of it. At this hour, most people were at home having dinner, so the area was deserted.
Sasaki Fuyumi led Sato Ruri to a stop near the restroom. He turned to look at the girl, only to find her legs pressed tightly together, her teeth clenched as if she was enduring something, her pretty face flushed crimson.
Sasaki Fuyumi quickly guessed the reason. He looked at the girl with a knowing smile. "Sato Ruri, you didn't... have an accident, did you?"
"You're the one who had an accident! Pervert!" The girl retorted in a panic. After saying it, she felt her strong reaction made her look guilty. She quickly added, "I'm just tired. You're the one who made me run so fast."
"Because I was worried you couldn't hold it much longer," Sasaki Fuyumi said with a grin, his expression showing he only had her best interests at heart.
Sato Ruri took a deep breath, telling herself not to get angry with him, otherwise she'd die of rage one day.
"Hmph, you never say anything decent," she snorted coldly. "I'm going to the restroom. Don't follow me, or someone might call the police and have you arrested."
Suspecting Sasaki Fuyumi might try to follow her into the women's restroom, she warned him, then headed towards the nearby facility.
But as soon as she took a step, she suddenly stopped. Her pretty face reddened. She turned back, frowning at Sasaki Fuyumi. "Let go!"
Sasaki Fuyumi had been holding her hand the whole time, and she hadn't even realized it!
"Sato Ruri, come to think of it, this is our second date, but we haven't exchanged any gifts yet. Don't you think that's a bit strange?"
Sasaki Fuyumi said with a straight face.
Sato Ruri frowned. Was he thinking of giving her a gift?
"We're just ordinary classmates. You don't need to give me anything," she said expressionlessly. She didn't want any gift from Sasaki Fuyumi.
Sasaki Fuyumi looked surprised. "What are you talking about? When did I ever say I was giving you a gift?"
Sato Ruri looked at him suspiciously. "Didn't you just bring up that we haven't exchanged any gifts?"
Sasaki Fuyumi's face cleared, and he gave her an apologetic smile. "You misunderstood. What I meant was, you haven't given me a gift yet."
Sato Ruri's body trembled. She looked at him in disbelief. He was actually asking her for a gift!
How shameless.
Jerk!
Sato Ruri felt incredibly exasperated inside, but she nodded and said, "Fine. What do you want? I'll buy it for you."
After being coerced by Sasaki Fuyumi for two days, Sato Ruri had some understanding of his methods. He wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal. Compared to him taking advantage of her, giving a gift to get away was much easier. Plus, she was desperate to use the restroom, so she agreed without much hesitation.
"Anything I want?" Sasaki Fuyumi asked with keen interest.
The girl didn't see the cunning look in his eyes. She nodded urgently. "Anything! Just tell me what you want!"
She was about to burst.
A smile tugged at Sasaki Fuyumi's lips. Then, with a righteous expression, he said, "Since you say so, I won't be polite. I want your well-worn panties, Sato Ruri."
"What did you say?" Sato Ruri thought she must have misheard. She stared at him incredulously.
"Didn't you hear me? Let me say it again. I want your worn panties, Sato Ruri. Right now. Give them to me."
Sasaki Fuyumi gazed intently at the girl.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, she's the one who'll be embarrassed!
Sato Ruri saw an extraordinary craving in his eyes and froze. He was serious!
This pervert! How could he!
The girl trembled with rage, her pretty face flushing crimson. She felt incredibly humiliated.
What did he want her panties for? Was he going to do something bad with them?
Involuntarily, some unhealthy images popped into the girl's mind, making her face even redder. She fumed, "Don't even think about it!"
She was determined never to hand over her panties.
"You were the one who said 'anything.' Panties count as a gift. Are you going back on your word? If that's the case, then I have no choice but to forbid you from using the restroom."
Sasaki Fuyumi put on an angry face, tightened his grip on her hand, his tone laced with threat.
Sato Ruri's scalp tingled. She cursed Sasaki Fuyumi for his despicableness inwardly. She was literally at her limit, and he wouldn't let her go? Was he deliberately trying to make her pee herself in public?
Treating her like this just to get her panties? This guy was absolutely the worst.
The girl was both furious and mortified. Just then, another powerful wave of urgency hit her. She gasped, her legs trembling, pressing tightly together, her face flushed red from holding it in.
Sasaki Fuyumi watched her embarrassing display with interest. "What's wrong? Can't take it anymore? Agree to give me my gift, and I'll let you go."
"Despicable!" Sato Ruri cursed through gritted teeth, feeling like she was about to lose control. Her face paled. She tried to pull free from Sasaki Fuyumi's grip but couldn't. On the verge of tears, she pleaded desperately, "Fine! I agree! Just let me go! Please!"
The moment Sasaki Fuyumi released her hand, she shot towards the public restroom like a rocket, disappearing inside to take care of her urgent business.
Sasaki Fuyumi felt a twinge of guilt. Maybe he had gone a bit too far. But he had no choice. If he didn't do this, he would have had to follow Sato Ruri into the women's restroom and taste her holy water. That would have driven Sato Ruri to suicide.
Every route choice was incredibly perverted. He could only pick the slightly less perverted one between the two awful options. As for ignoring them both?
He didn't dare try that. He was afraid of some kind of punishment, like being erased.
...
A few minutes later, Sato Ruri emerged from the restroom.
Sasaki Fuyumi walked up to her and extended his hand.
Sato Ruri looked at him with a complex expression. Then, biting her lip awkwardly, she stretched out her clenched fist over his palm and opened it. A pair of panties with a black butterfly pattern fell onto Sasaki Fuyumi's hand, still faintly warm.
Sasaki Fuyumi glanced at them, didn't examine them closely, carefully folded them, and put them in his pocket.
Watching him do this, Sato Ruri's eyes held a strange look, but inwardly she breathed a sigh of relief. Sasaki Fuyumi hadn't openly admired her freshly removed panties, preserving for her a final shred of dignity.
With his task complete, Sasaki Fuyumi was in a good mood. He said to the girl, "Come on, let's get you home."
Only then did Sato Ruri remember she needed to go home. She took a deep breath to calm down, and the two left the village, returning to the main sidewalk to continue towards Sato Ruri's house.
...
After walking about another kilometer, less than a hundred meters from where Sato Ruri lived, Sasaki Fuyumi stopped. He looked at the dazed girl beside him, about to say goodbye, when new options refreshed before him.
"Route One: Steal a kiss while she's not paying attention."
"Route Two: Publicly take out the girl's panties, put them on your head, and shout at her: 'Let's go out!'"
What a troubled girl.
Sasaki Fuyumi offered a hypocritical internal sigh, then unhesitatingly chose One. He stepped in front of the girl, and while she was distracted, he gently lifted her delicate chin, tilting her delicate face upwards.
Sato Ruri, lost in thought, hadn't realized what was about to happen. She stared at him blankly.
Sasaki Fuyumi looked at the girl's stunning face, his heart pounding wildly. Steeling himself, he leaned in and pressed his lips against her soft, tender mouth.
Sato Ruri's eyes flew wide open. She never imagined he would be so insane as to forcefully kiss her. Feeling her lips being roughly captured and tasted, she was shocked and furious, yet at the same time, a strange sensation welled up inside her.