Of course, Mu Xiaoxiao didn't come to school with Obata Yui.
Though he'd had a lot of fun with Mrs. Natsumi and Obata Yui over the weekend, earning plenty of hearts, Chisato and Anna weren't neglected either. He'd spent a day with them as well.
He came to school alone this morning. Sometimes he went with Chisato and Anna, but today it was inconvenient to drive. He'd neglected his motorcycle lately, so he rode it to school.
Of course, he'd informed the two of them.
He just happened to run into Obata Yui at school.
The weekend was supposed to be a rest day, but for Mu Xiaoxiao, he hadn't rested much in the past two days. On the contrary, he'd been busier than usual—busy doing dirty things. But he'd gained a lot from it.
[♡: 25]
'Phew... Good thing I have the [Meditation] ability, or I'd be exhausted to death. These women aren't fuel-efficient at all.' He glanced at the red-haired girl beside him. The "women" in question naturally included the busty girl next to him.
Mrs. Natsumi's daughter, Obata Yui—though it was her first time, after the initial discomfort, her combat power... He wouldn't be surprised if these women turned into Super Saiyans.
'Time to improve attributes.'
[Strength]: 10 → 15
[Agility]: 10
[Wisdom]: 9 → 29
[Physique]: 18
He put all 25 hearts into attributes. He didn't need new skills right now. Attributes were the foundation of his abilities. At the very least, using hypnosis and time manipulation would be more convenient, and the [Wisdom] attribute was essential.
As for [Strength] , that was purely for fighting convenience.
He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power in his body. The corners of Mu Xiaoxiao's mouth rose. But compared to the increased physical strength, the boost to mental power was more noticeable.
He felt sharp.
"Mu-kun?" Obata Yui noticed he wasn't paying attention. When he spaced out, she reached out and waved a hand in front of him. "What's wrong?"
"Just thinking about something." Mu Xiaoxiao snapped back and turned his attention to the girl beside him. He glanced at the students around them, then gently pinched her butt twice.
Obata Yui's slender figure trembled slightly. Her cheeks and neck instantly flushed, but she didn't stop him. She lowered her head and endured silently.
"Sister Yui obviously has a boyfriend," Mu Xiaoxiao tilted his head playfully, "but she doesn't mind being toyed with by me at all~"
Obata Yui was a second-year student. To Mu Xiaoxiao, she was indeed a senior. He'd just found that out.
"Woo." The senior girl made a coquettish sound and glared at him embarrassedly. "Mu-kun, don't say things like that... I've already been taken by you... I was a virgin. My boyfriend and I haven't even dated a few days. I'll find time to break up with him..."
"Don't make me sound like a villain who forces people. I can't accept that." Mu Xiaoxiao stopped her. "Senior, you have the right to like and associate with others. I won't interfere. But... your body belongs to me."
Mu Xiaoxiao breathed into her ear. "Don't let other men touch you~"
"Woo..."
The hypnotized Yui-senpai naturally wouldn't refuse. She just tightened her grip on her skirt, so sensitive that she flinched when a roar came from behind the next second.
"Mu Xiaoxiao!!!"
'Huh?'
'Who's that?'
Obata Yui stared blankly as a strange girl rushed in front of them and dragged Mu Xiaoxiao away. She was dumbfounded. Especially when the girl glared at her before leaving—it made her frown.
'Who was that? Does she know Mu-kun?'
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Behind the stairs, Himemiya Makoto and Mu Xiaoxiao confronted each other.
The boy's familiar smell fascinated her. She'd been surrounded by this scent in those days—in his embrace, being teased and bullied by him until she climaxed.
Feeling those moments of bliss...
It was different now. This guy had distanced himself. Even though she'd agreed to end their arrangement, and Chisato had helped her—
But girls could be unreasonable sometimes. Especially when in a bad mood.
"???"
'What's going on?' This girl suddenly ran over, dragged him to a corner, and now stared at him with angry, hostile eyes. Looking at the scumbag's expression—had he provoked her?
"What are you doing?" Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at his wrist, still tightly gripped.
"I should be asking you that! You and Chi-chan... Chi-chan likes you so much, and you're still with other girls?! Do you know how sad she'd be if she saw?!"
Himemiya Makoto was very angry. She didn't know why, but seeing Mu Xiaoxiao walking intimately with that strange girl made her uncomfortable.
So she came to confront him.
"???"
'That's it?'
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless. "That's none of your business, is it? You're really overstepping."
"You... I'm doing this for Chi-chan! Of course it's my business!"
"Tsk... Sorry, but Chi-chan knows about this. She didn't say anything. You're just meddling in my affairs."
Mu Xiaoxiao pursed his lips. It wasn't like Chisato and Kisaragi Anna didn't know about his wandering. They made a fuss because they didn't understand he needed to become stronger. They didn't get it—this was for power.
Such shallow women.
"Chi-chan knows? Even so, you can't act like this! Chi-chan is gentle. If you're so unscrupulous because she's easy to push around, I won't allow it—"
Snap.
Mu Xiaoxiao grabbed her wrist, spun her around, and pressed her against the wall. He leaned close—his nose almost touching hers. "Makoto. You really care about Chi-chan, don't you? You compromised with me for her before, and now you're confronting me for her again."
"We've already ended things, yet you still cling to me endlessly. Why do you like being bullied by me so much?"
"..."
Facing the boy's cold, dark eyes—void of emotion, a bit scary—Himemiya Makoto somehow remembered the fear and terror of facing that disgusting brother last night.
Feelings of grievance welled up inexplicably. Her nose stung.
"Who wants to cling to you?! Who wants to be bullied by you?! Bastard! Narcissist! If you want to end things with me, why don't you remove that annoying mark on me?!"
"Oh? You came to me just to remove the Incubus Pattern?" Mu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes. "Well, since we're ending things, the Incubus Pattern should go. Want me to remove it now?"
"You can remove it! I hate those silver marks!!" Hearing this, the short-haired girl couldn't hold back any longer. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She struggled fiercely, beating him as she thrashed.
"You're a stinky playboy! You're a stinky bastard who's irresponsible! A big devil! I hate you! I hate you the most! Ugh..."
"..."
'What's going on?'
Hearing her sob while venting about his misdeeds, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't understand it. The emotions he felt through the Incubus Pattern were completely different from what she was saying.
"Makoto... you haven't fallen for me, have you?"
The indifference gradually faded. Mu Xiaoxiao's lips twitched into a half-smile.