"Hemostatic bandage: 50 Scumbag Points. Outstanding hemostatic effect, prevents you from easily dying due to excessive blood loss."
"Vital Point Evasion: 200 Scumbag Points. When hit, your body instinctively dodges vital areas."
"Keen Scent: 50 Scumbag Points. A keen sense of smell will help you remember every girl you've scumbagged. Once they enter within a ten-meter radius, you'll immediately detect them, avoiding the fate of being suddenly stabbed."
Looking at the three items on the exchange interface, Sasaki Fuyumi was a bit disappointed. None of these could help him stand up to Egawa Mitsuki. But the disappointment only lasted a moment. He soon realized that even if something really good did appear, he probably couldn't afford it anyway. He'd have to take it step by step.
He then browsed the detailed information for the three items. They were similar to yesterday's, mostly focusing on survival abilities. Keen Scent was a repeat from yesterday, which meant he probably wouldn't have to worry about missing out on something because he couldn't afford it – it would repeatedly..
Sasaki Fuyumi did the math. Today's reward was 250 points. plus the 100 from yesterday, giving him a total of 350 Scumbag Points. The three exchange items together cost only 300 points.
He didn't hesitate and exchanged for all three.The hemostatic bandage was a great item – it could quickly stop the bleeding. Vital Point Evasion was even better, a life-saving skill for critical moments.
As for Keen Scent, it could be used to remember the scents of the girls he'd scumbagged. It could both prevent someone like Egawa Mitsuki from getting close to him and serve as a perfect cheating tool.
Imagine, when he was cheating, his girlfriend or wife would never be able to catch him in the act, because Sasaki Fuyumi would have already fled well in advance.
...
After the initial excitement, Sasaki Fuyumi felt like something had changed in his body, but it wasn't obvious.
Vital Point Evasion was a passive skill. If no one attacked his vital areas, the skill wouldn't activate. Keen Scent, on the other hand, required him to actively remember the target girl's scent.
Finally, Sasaki Fuyumi opened his hand, and a roll of bandages materialized in his palm. He glanced at it, then stored it back in the inventory the system provided.
This inventory could be used to store items exchanged from the interface.
Having done all this, Sasaki Fuyumi looked at the mere 50 Scumbag Points remaining and felt it was a bit low. He'd have to work harder tomorrow.
It was late. Sasaki Fuyumi lay in bed and fell asleep. He had a dream where he stood holding a whip, while Sato Ruri and Egawa Mitsuki knelt before him with dog collars on, bowing down to kiss his feet.
Sasaki Fuyumi slept soundly, but tonight, someone was losing sleep because of him.
Sato Ruri lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. She unconsciously touched her lips, the scene of Sasaki Fuyumi kissing her replaying in her mind – that kiss was passionate, rough, yet thrilling.
The girl's cheeks flushed with shyness. It felt as if the taste of his kiss still lingered on her lips, making her unconsciously bite down on them. An electric current seemed to flow through her rear, a tingling, numbing sensation that reminded her of the panties he'd extorted from her, and Sasaki Fuyumi's hands that seemed to possess a magic touch.
Sato Ruri groaned and hugged her pillow. Her body inexplicably felt weak and limp. Her flawless, delicate face was like a ripe red apple. Her expression shifted between anger and shyness, until finally she gritted her teeth, lost in thought.
...
Morning arrived.
Sasaki Fuyumi went to school.
As usual, he tried to enter through the back door of the classroom. As he reached the entrance, he encountered Sato Ruri and another girl coming out hand-in-hand.
When Sato Ruri saw him, her face reddened, a flicker of shame and anger in her eyes. Just as she was about to ignore him and pull her companion away, the other girl smiled and spoke to Sasaki Fuyumi: "Sasaki, did you piss off the teacher? The teacher assigned you to clean the public area today and told me to let you know."
Sato Ruri was about to drag her friend away, but hearing this, she glanced at Sasaki Fuyumi with surprise.
The girl who spoke was called Yanagi Ayane, also a pretty girl. However, since her figure couldn't compare to Sato Ruri's, especially her chest, which was a measly B-cup, her popularity was far less than Sato Ruri's.
But Yanagi Ayane was warm, cheerful, and always smiling, welcoming to everyone. Whether male or female, being around her felt like a spring breeze. So she was quite well-liked at school and had a good relationship with the teachers.
...
Hearing Yanagi Ayane's teasing, Sasaki Fuyumi was surprised. His gaze subtly swept over Egawa Mitsuki, who was slumped on her desk, and he nodded at Yanagi Ayane. "Got it."
Seeing his bland reaction, Yanagi Ayane found it a bit boring, but she still smiled and said, "Well, you'd better get going. Class is about to start."
With that, Yanagi Ayane pulled Sato Ruri away. Sasaki Fuyumi noticed Sato Ruri's final glance at him was filled with schadenfreude – she was clearly happy to see him in trouble.
Sasaki Fuyumi felt a bit annoyed. He snorted internally, deciding to teach her a lesson after school. But for now, the most important thing was to go clean the public area; otherwise, the teacher might use it as an excuse to cause him more problems.
...
Grabbing a broom and dustpan, Sasaki Fuyumi arrived at the area his class was responsible for. The scene before him was one of utter trash. Someone had deliberately torn paper into countless shreds and scattered them all over the place. It was obviously targeting him.
Was this Egawa Mitsuki's revenge? Or was it simply the teacher acting on his own to curry favor with her?
Sasaki Fuyumi pondered. But no matter what, it was connected to Egawa Mitsuki. So, he might as well go directly to her.
Thinking this, Sasaki Fuyumi took out his phone and sent Egawa Mitsuki the video he'd taken yesterday of her licking his fingers. Without waiting for her reply, he put his phone away. He didn't start cleaning; he just waited right there.
His phone vibrated in his pocket many times before finally falling silent.
A few minutes later, Sasaki Fuyumi saw Egawa Mitsuki rushing down from upstairs, heading straight for him with an anxious look on her face.
Soon, Egawa Mitsuki stood before him, her expression dark. "You filmed it yesterday?"
"Sorry about that. It was just too memorable, I couldn't resist," Sasaki Fuyumi apologized with a smile, but there wasn't a trace of remorse on his face. If anything, there was a hint of mockery.
Egawa Mitsuki's expression darkened further. She took a deep breath and said coldly, "Delete that video. If it leaks out, you will definitely regret it!"
Sasaki Fuyumi's heart trembled. Instinct told him Egawa Mitsuki wasn't threatening him – it was more like a warning. The video was heavily humiliating. If it leaked, it would deal a massive blow to Egawa Mitsuki's reputation, which would almost certainly bring the wrath of her family down on him.
However, deleting the video was absolutely out of the question. The more leverage he had over Egawa Mitsuki, the safer he was.
Instead of answering her, Sasaki Fuyumi pointed at the floor littered with shredded paper. "The teacher assigned me to clean up here. You're going to help."
Egawa Mitsuki was taken aback. Then, realization dawned, and she fumed inwardly.
Her anger wasn't directed at Sasaki Fuyumi, but at the teacher. At the same time, she finally understood why Sasaki Fuyumi had sent her that video. The teacher, trying to curry favor with her, had targeted Sasaki Fuyumi, and now Sasaki Fuyumi was pissed off.