Sasaki Fuyumi kissed the girl's soft lips, gently pressing and moving against them. A novel sensation washed over him, like opening a door to a new world.
A girl's lips were so soft, so sweet, so comfortable to kiss. Ah, he couldn't take it anymore; he felt like he might explode.
For a moment, Sasaki Fuyumi couldn't control himself. He hugged the girl excitedly, eagerly taking from her lips.
As her lips were wantonly kissed, Sato Ruri's mind went blank. When she snapped back to reality, a flash of shyness crossed her eyes. Extreme shame made her struggle hard, writhing in his arms. However, this only brought Sasaki Fuyumi more exquisite pleasure. Her full chest pressed against his, and in her struggles, he felt as if she was aiding and abetting him.
For a moment, Sasaki Fuyumi lost even more control. His hands gently caressed Sato Ruri's back, then traveled down her spine, coming to rest on her round, perky rear.
"Mm..." A soft moan escaped Sato Ruri's throat. Her face instantly turned crimson, as if blood might drip from it. She felt those large hands on her back misbehaving, their pressure even a bit strong. Yet Sato Ruri felt no pain; instead, the areas being squeezed had a numbing, tingling sensation, inexplicably captivating.
Sato Ruri's body froze for a moment, then went limp in Sasaki Fuyumi's arms.
"Beep..."
A passing dump truck on the road suddenly blared its horn. The harsh sound jolted the entangled young couple back to reality.
Sasaki Fuyumi glared irritably at the speeding truck, while Sato Ruri also snapped awake. Gritting her teeth, she pushed him away, stumbling backward. She wiped her swollen, kissed lips roughly with the back of her hand, her gaze at him filled with shame and fury.
Sasaki Fuyumi was also a bit awkward. Although he was forced - if he hadn't kissed her, he would have had to do something even more excessive - in his mind, forcibly kissing a girl was always something only a scumbag would do. His scumbag career had just begun, and he hadn't fully slipped into the role yet. So, when he went too far, he couldn't help but feel a bit sorry.
And from Sato Ruri's perspective, being forcibly kissed by someone she disliked – judging from her inexperienced reaction, it might even have been her first kiss – any girl encountering this would be emotionally devastated.
Sasaki Fuyumi was even more afraid she might become depressed from the shock, or worse, snap and go dark side. Remember, the system had warned him from the start that being a scumbag was a high-risk profession, with the constant threat of getting stabbed.
Therefore, considering all this, Sasaki Fuyumi had to ensure the girl wasn't on the verge of a breakdown. He quickly chose to admit fault and apologize. "I'm sorry, Sato Ruri. You're just so beautiful. I was momentarily possessed by lust and did that. Please don't be angry."
Sato Ruri's body trembled – with rage. Not only had he forcibly kissed her, but he was also shifting the blame onto her. His words implied it wasn't his fault, but hers for being too pretty.
Seeing her seem even angrier, Sasaki Fuyumi quickly changed his tune. "I admit I'm a scumbag. Every time I see you, Sato Ruri, I can't help but want something to happen between us. Sometimes I even wish you were my girlfriend, so I could bully you openly and freely."
Damn, what kind of monstrous thing to say was that?
Sasaki Fuyumi was shocked at himself even as he finished.
Because apologizing wasn't working, he had a sudden inspiration to go the opposite way – admit he was a beastly scumbag. And it's normal for a beast to bully a girl. Sato Ruri just needed to hate him. It would be best if she hated him so much she forgot her sorrow. But only after the words left his mouth did he realize how utterly shameless they were, the kind that would make anyone's blood pressure spike.
Hearing his words, however, Sato Ruri was simply stunned. She looked at him with an incredibly complex expression. Sasaki Fuyumi's words made her suddenly realize something: maybe Sasaki Fuyumi bullied her repeatedly because he liked her.
What a peculiar, twisted form of love this was.
For a moment, Sato Ruri's feelings were a mixed stew. An inexplicable, strange sensation welled up within her, and the anger over losing her first kiss seemed less intense than before.
Sasaki Fuyumi was bracing himself for her fury, but instead, he saw Sato Ruri's expression shift from shame and anger to surprise, then to a look of sudden understanding. After that, she stared at him with a strange expression, but the intense hatred in her eyes had faded.
Sasaki Fuyumi was baffled. What was going on? Why wasn't Sato Ruri angry?
After a moment of silence, Sato Ruri said coldly, "You can give up on that idea. I'd never agree to be the girlfriend of someone like you. Hmph."
With that, the girl turned and ran off, quickly disappearing into the housing complex.
Sasaki Fuyumi was stunned for a moment but didn't chase after her. He stood there, frowning as he replayed his own words. After a long while, it finally dawned on him.
Could it be that Sato Ruri thought he liked her? That she had taken his whole spiel as a confession? And then she had solemnly rejected his "confession"?
As the one who was supposedly rejected, Sasaki Fuyumi should have felt at least a little bit annoyed. But he didn't. He just found it a bit absurd.
She thought he liked her, but the truth was, he wasn't that into her. Or rather, it wasn't the kind of devoted, simpy "like." Sasaki Fuyumi just liked beautiful girls. If it were any other pretty girl, he'd like her too.
But Sato Ruri thought he genuinely liked her, and because of that, she was no longer angry about him forcibly kissing her. This was just...
Very naive and innocent.
...
After getting familiar with things over the past two days, Sasaki Fuyumi had started to get used to thinking with a scumbag's mindset. He wondered, could he turn this situation to his advantage?
For instance, he could pursue Sato Ruri, make her willingly become his girlfriend, but his real intention would just be to toy with her feelings.
So scummy.
Sasaki Fuyumi thought further: or maybe, instead of pursuing her, he could force her to be his girlfriend, and then bully her with impunity.
That seemed even scummier.
Sasaki Fuyumi shook his head, not dwelling on it further. It was already late; time to go home.
...
Late at night.
Sasaki Fuyumi lay in bed, waiting for midnight to arrive.
Soon enough, the familiar slideshow appeared before his eyes once more. Image after image flashed: humiliating Egawa Mitsuki in the principal's office, coercing Sato Ruri into a date, the feeding session during their date, and the subsequent panty-snatching episode.
Finally, the last image froze on the scene by the bustling roadside, where he was holding Sato Ruri and kissing her.
"Today's Scumbag Level: Outstanding."
"Reward: 250 Scumbag Points."
"Comment: The Rookie Scumbag."
Looking at the "Outstanding" evaluation for his scumbag level, Sasaki Fuyumi fell into thought. Today had more route choices than the day before, and besides messing with Sato Ruri, he had also thoroughly humiliated Egawa Mitsuki.
All things considered, he'd gotten an "Outstanding" rating. He wondered if there were even higher ratings.
Seeing that he'd been awarded 250 Scumbag Points this time, Sasaki Fuyumi broke into a smile. He couldn't wait to open the exchange interface, curious to see what had refreshed today.