When did Makoto meet such a friend? Maybe a classmate?
The innocent Yoshida Kaoru felt something was off—though only a little.
His gaze shifted to his childhood sweetheart, then to Mu Xiaoxiao. His eyes were wary. His mood... rather subtle. As her childhood sweetheart, Yoshida Kaoru had a good relationship with Himemiya Makoto.
They even had feelings for each other...
Well, that's how it always went with childhood sweethearts. Childhood affection and innocence turning into love. Companionship from childhood to adulthood, finally walking down the aisle together—definitely a beautiful story.
Too bad... he met Mu Xiaoxiao.
'A childhood sweetheart can't beat fate.' But did Mu Xiaoxiao count as "fate"?
He was a devil, plain and simple.
But Yoshida Kaoru knew nothing about any of this. He didn't know his childhood sweetheart held no secrets from Mu Xiaoxiao. He didn't know Makoto had done everything she shouldn't—except for that last layer. He didn't know the girl he loved had been gradually indulging in another boy's arms these past few days...
'They're probably just ordinary friends.' Yoshida Kaoru murmured to himself. Makoto making friends in her own class—he had no right to object.
He just felt... a little uncomfortable.
"Hi. I'm Yoshida Kaoru. I'm Makoto's... childhood sweetheart." The herbivorous boy extended his hand to Mu Xiaoxiao with a smile.
"Childhood sweethearts? That's a wonderful relationship." Mu Xiaoxiao shook his hand, smiling. "Makes me envious. I wish I had a childhood sweetheart too. But I was clueless when I was young—missed many opportunities."
Himemiya Makoto: "..."
"Ahaha, really? It's not as great as you think." Yoshida Kaoru grew embarrassed at Mu Xiaoxiao's words of envy, becoming humble. He noticed Makoto turn away awkwardly.
'Because he's envious, he goes after other people's childhood sweethearts...' Kaoru, the idiot, had no idea what his childhood sweetheart had been through. He didn't know about last time in the warehouse—
Separated by a door, she'd nearly been played with by Mu Xiaoxiao... right in front of him. And now the same thing. Makoto felt tangled, afraid to look at him.
She feared Yoshida Kaoru would discover something.
Thinking of the Incubus Pattern on her body made Himemiya Makoto's emotions even more complicated. This strange ability made her realize Mu Xiaoxiao wasn't ordinary. This boy who'd been bullying her... What was he really?
Terrifying!
With powers like this... Was Chi-chan really safe?
Having glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of Mu Xiaoxiao's abilities, Himemiya Makoto felt his terror. But compared to her own difficult situation, she seemed more worried about Chisato?
Just as the girl fretted over her good friend, the flame of desire in her body suddenly ignited from her lower abdomen. Standing in the corridor, right in front of her childhood sweetheart, Himemiya Makoto's legs tightened.
Her body trembled violently.
'Woo!'
'What—what's happening?!' The girl panicked for a few seconds. Her body—how had her body changed... It was getting so hot. Wait—could it be—
She clearly felt the Incubus Pattern on her abdomen heating up. Not only that, but because of the mark, between her legs also burned, arousing the girl's lust.
"Haa... haa..."
Her panties grew wet again.
Himemiya Makoto didn't even know how much she'd leaked today.
Mu Xiaoxiao's teasing had made her body extremely sensitive. Now... she grew embarrassed at the slightest provocation. She suppressed the pleasure rising in her body and glared at Mu Xiaoxiao with shame and anger.
No doubt about it—she knew Mu Xiaoxiao had done this. It was the effect of the mark on her body.
'Hateful...'
The latter winked at her. That wink made Himemiya Makoto bite her alluring lips.
"Makoto? What's wrong?" Yoshida Kaoru sensed something off. He looked at the girl with concern, genuinely worried for the one he liked.
Makoto should have been moved that the boy she liked cared about her. But her mind couldn't focus on that anymore. Her body worsened by the second... If this continued, she would climax.
In a place like this... What if she got caught?
Makoto stared at Mu Xiaoxiao with pleading eyes.
"No—it's nothing. I'm fine." Whether Mu Xiaoxiao showed mercy or not, the heat in her body and restlessness in her heart quickly dissipated. Makoto let out a long sigh of relief, only to realize her back was drenched in cold sweat.
She glanced at the young man who seemed to smile, the corners of his mouth raised. Makoto shot him a shameful glare. The eye contact between them went unnoticed by Yoshida Kaoru. Watching her beloved childhood sweetheart look so clueless—
Makoto suddenly felt sad.
He didn't know what had just happened to her. He didn't know what that villain had done to her these past days. And here he was, still happy.
The Incubus Pattern on her body was too terrifying... Had Chi-chan gotten this same mark from Mu Xiaoxiao? Himemiya Makoto now bore the Incubus Pattern too. Even if she and Mu Xiaoxiao only had a transactional relationship—
She could never escape his grasp.
But the girl didn't seem to realize this. All her thoughts focused on Chisato... Was it because she valued her friend too much? Or was there another reason?
It seemed she cared more about Chisato not falling than about being played with by Mu Xiaoxiao herself.
"Talk slowly. I'll head back to class—"
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't continue chatting. Hands in pockets, he glanced lightly at Himemiya Makoto, then turned and walked away calmly.
Staring at his back, Makoto desperately wanted to chase after him, to ask so many questions. About the mark on her body. About Chi-chan. She didn't even notice she'd forgotten about her childhood sweetheart beside her.
"Makoto..." With Mu Xiaoxiao gone, Yoshida Kaoru relaxed too. He didn't like or hate Mu Xiaoxiao—he just preferred being alone with Makoto without a third wheel.
"Huh? Makoto, what's that on your—"
"What?"
Himemiya Makoto didn't react at first. Then she felt the taste left in her mouth. Her pupils shrank as realization struck. Her brain began to tremble. She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth.
Sure enough—a white liquid came off. It made her feel numb.
'That bastard Mu Xiaoxiao! Why didn't he warn me?! Had it been on the corner of my mouth this whole time?' The girl burned with shame and anger. She wished she could slam her head against a wall. She couldn't bear to look at Yoshida Kaoru.
"Makoto, did you just drink milk?"
"Ah—um—something like that... Kaoru-kun, I'm sorry. I need to get back to class. We'll talk another time."
She couldn't stay another second.
"Huh? Wait, Makoto..."
Watching helplessly as the girl he liked turned and ran, Yoshida Kaoru reached out, face full of confusion. 'What's going on?'
'Makoto... why do I feel like you're avoiding me?'
"But... Makoto does seem much prettier lately..."
Yoshida Kaoru touched his chest, feeling his beating heart. 'Should I find a time to confess?'