Kawashima Miki's mind was in turmoil.
Even though she wanted to put on a tough demeanor, her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her uneasy and anxious feelings.
"Isn't this quite cute?" Fujiwara Reya supported her buttocks to ensure she wouldn't fall off his lap.
But with this move, Kawashima Miki, who was straddling him, immediately sensed something unusual beneath her. Her body, which had just softened, suddenly stiffened.
Her expression changed slightly, and she pouted lightly, "Don't go too far, can't you stop pestering me?"
"How can we sever ties?" Fujiwara Reya asked her.
"..." Kawashima Miki pondered for a moment, then pleaded softly, "Please don't look for me anymore, okay? Let's just pretend we've never met."
"Sure." Fujiwara Reya replied.
Kawashima Miki's face lit up, "Really?"
"Really." Fujiwara Reya nodded, "As long as you do one transgressive thing with me, I'll never bother you again."
