In Masumi Kamuro's eyes, was everything he had just done to her merely part of fulfilling the bet?
Although her touch was pleasant, this wasn't acceptable.
It wouldn't help achieve his wish.
"Can we go further?" Kaoru Mitoma caressed the girl's thigh, stopping just below the hem of her skirt.
The tender depths of her thigh seemed to hold an infinite allure, drawing all gazes.
"Don't even think about it. Try moving again and see what happens?" Kamuro Masumi warned him.
How could she let him act so recklessly in such a place?
Wouldn't that make her seem like a shameless woman?
Kaoru Mitoma ignored her warning and his hand accidentally slipped to the inner part of her thigh.
Before he could fully appreciate the softness, her instinctive reaction clamped down on it.
"I'll give you three seconds," Masumi Kamuro bit her lip.
She knew her face must be completely red by now, but she also knew she couldn't let Kaoru Mitoma have his way without any limits.
Seeing this, Kaoru Mitoma gently withdrew his hand from between her legs and instead took hold of her small hand.
Masumi Kamuro didn't resist at all.
Compared to letting him go further under her skirt, it was better to quietly let him hold her hand.
Seeing this, Arisu Sakayanagi smiled for some reason.
"You really are a pervert, Mitoma-kun."
"Stop repeating that."
"Hehe, then let me add a little more. You're a very interesting pervert."
Hearing this, Masumi Kamuro pursed her lips.
Actually, both of you are perverts.
"Please don't misunderstand, Kamuro-san. I think the most indecent person here is actually you," Arisu Sakayanagi seemed to see through her thoughts.
"Even though you know Mitoma-kun will do something outrageous to you, you still choose to sit next to him. It gives off a strange vibe of playing hard to get."
In an instant, Masumi Kamuro's face turned crimson as she retorted.
"If I'm a pervert, then so are you! Sneaking around to reward him without anyone knowing. I was wondering why you were holding your chest when you returned to your room. He licked you, didn't he?"
Arisu Sakayanagi blinked, feeling the urge to say that if you're uncomfortable, you can leave right away.
However, if she were to say that, it would only provoke Masumi Kamuro further.
Well, perhaps "provoke" isn't the right word.
Masumi Kamuro's personality is inherently awkward.
Even if she feels comfortable, she would never admit it.
"Although I had some mental preparation, I'm still a bit surprised that it actually happened to me. I didn't expect Kamuro-san to tolerate him for so long."
As she spoke, Arisu Sakayanagi seemed to be reminiscing about something.
Her fingers gently pressed against her slightly raised chest and she shyly lowered her head, exuding an innocent and naive demeanor.
Masumi Kamuro pursed her lips, already accustomed to her act.
In truth, she and Kaoru Mitoma were a match made in heaven—both equally perverse.
"Hey, how long are you going to keep holding on?"
Masumi Kamuro felt that the reward had gone on long enough.
If it continued, people might start misunderstanding the nature of their relationship.
Kaoru Mitoma didn't let go immediately.
Instead, his gaze fixated on her calves.
Masumi Kamuro looked at him in confusion but quickly realized that his gaze wasn't just focused on her thighs—he was also eyeing her feet.
Many high school girls wore small leather shoes and Masumi Kamuro was no exception.
Today, she only wore thin ankle socks, as she wasn't used to wearing knee-high socks, which often slid down.
Although she usually took care of her feet, by the end of the day, the smell of sweat mixed with the leather shoes was hard to completely eliminate.
This was a normal physiological reaction and it was impossible for anyone to be completely odorless.
For this reason, Masumi Kamuro had always been self-conscious about it.
"No way!"
She didn't hesitate for a moment, firmly rejecting Kaoru Mitoma.
"Can't you indulge me just a little more?" Kaoru Mitoma was already beyond caring.
If he was a foot fetishist, then so be it.
"I don't have a fetish for letting men lick my feet. If you like it, why don't you find someone who can satisfy you?" Masumi Kamuro knew there were people who could cater to Kaoru Mitoma's desires, and it bothered her a bit.
After all, this man had probably kissed the feet of countless girls.
"Wasn't it okay before?" Kaoru Mitoma refused to give up, bringing up the time when Masumi Kamuro had once wanted to reward him.
"Was it?" Masumi Kamuro played dumb.
That was then, and this is now.
Back then, she had only wanted to disgust Kaoru Mitoma and wish him an early happy birthday.
If she were to do it again now, she definitely wouldn't.
It was too embarrassing.
She wasn't like Arisu Sakayanagi, a perverted loli who could let men lick her feet without any psychological burden.
"Haha, you should ask her in private," Arisu Sakayanagi chuckled.
"She's very conscious of my presence here now, and she's also upset about what you did to me."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Masumi Kamuro was furious.
Part of the reason she disliked Arisu Sakayanagi was precisely this—the other girl always seemed to see right through her thoughts.
"I should be going now. You two can stay here and flirt if you want," Arisu Sakayanagi stood up, her competitive spirit thoroughly roused by Kaoru Mitoma.
It was unbelievable that she had fallen behind this guy.
"Wait, who's flirting here!" Masumi Kamuro quickly denied, gently freeing herself from Kaoru Mitoma's grasp and trying to catch up with Arisu Sakayanagi.
Kaoru Mitoma thought for a moment; he also had some matters to attend to.
Just as he stood up, he saw Arisu Sakayanagi suddenly turn back, leaning on her cane, looking up at him.
For some reason, she suddenly smiled.
"Mitoma-kun, please come a bit closer."
Although he didn't understand what Arisu Sakayanagi was thinking, Kaoru Mitoma complied, taking a small step forward.
Then, she seemed to let go of her cane and the girl suddenly stumbled, her body falling forward like a collapsing mountain into Kaoru Mitoma's arms.
Kaoru Mitoma instinctively caught her, but she grabbed his collar in return.
Her pretty face was close, her eyes like burning flames, her wine-red lips slightly parted, bringing a tingling sensation that invaded his chest and neck.
"I've changed my mind; you're no longer just an appetizer" her voice was sweet like spring water.
"Compared to him, I indeed enjoy the feeling you bring more."
"You didn't have to throw yourself at me like that," Kaoru Mitoma could feel the surrounding gazes.
Their previous conversation might have gone unheard, but people weren't blind.
Arisu Sakayanagi laughed, her eyes curving mischievously as she replied.
"This is to leave my exclusive mark on Mitoma-kun, so no pests disturb us."
Kaoru Mitoma was at a loss for words.
The girl's body was soft and pleasant to hold, seemingly slender yet slightly plump, very comfortable in his arms.
Lowering his head slightly, he could even catch a whiff of her unique milky fragrance.
"Enough, enough, you two shameless people, let go already" Masumi Kamuro couldn't stand it anymore, pulling at Arisu Sakayanagi with impatience.
"Hehe, would you like to have a hug too, Kamuro-san? His shoulders are so broad, his chest and back so firm. So this is what a boy's embrace feels like~"
"You're the most perverted one here, clearly!"
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