As Kaoru Mitoma walked back, the scene from earlier lingered in his mind.
If this continued, he might lose control.
Initially, he just wanted to lick her feet and fondle her breasts.
Rubbing against her wouldn't get her pregnant, right?
He couldn't let her go through high school with a big belly, could he?
However, Honami's words made him realize something.
Could he bear to see a girl he had been intimate with fall into another man embrace?
Sometimes, possessiveness doesn't just exist between couples; even children have a strong sense of ownership over their toys.
Ultimately, it's because the person's subconscious already considers it their own, not allowing anyone else to touch it.
It's just that adults can suppress this sense of exclusivity.
Kaoru Mitoma sighed deeply.
This had been evident in his previous world as well.
As a producer at the Agency, he faced various beautiful idol girls every day.
It was impossible for anyone to keep their composure.
Especially under the encouragement of the wish-granting machine, to fulfill his wishes, he inevitably had to have certain intimate interactions with the idols.
And these intimate interactions would also haunt him.
No normal man would want to see a girl who had just blushed in front of him, now submitting to someone else.
In other words, men are just that foolish.
Perhaps it was precisely because Kaoru Mitoma couldn't truly remain indifferent that he ended up with only one path left—hanging himself.
He wasn't some scumbag, just a simple pervert who would get excited by a girl's shyness, intrigued by strange desires and even find pleasure in being insulted.
Even though months had passed, his mind was still filled with these chaotic thoughts and Kaoru Mitoma couldn't help but reflect on himself.
Honestly, since his suicide attempt, he seemed to always be obsessing over the idols.
He really couldn't forget them.
"Can I go back?" Kaoru Mitoma couldn't help but entertain this thought, but then shook his head.
Coming back from the dead was too exaggerated, it would probably become a sensational news story worldwide.
Rather than thinking about that, it was better to consider what to do next.
As expected, Katsuragi should have informed the whole class about the VIP Student information.
Next would be Arisu Sakayanagi turn.
Would she tell the other classes?
With such a huge advantage, would someone take the risk and betray their class?
In the previous uninhabited island exam and this VIP Student exam, Class A could easily rake in hundreds of class points, leaving everyone else in the dust.
Faced with such results, Kaoru Mitoma thought it wasn't unreasonable for most Class A students to want to take it easy.
If someone really did betray the collective interest, it would mean the internal strife in Class A was more severe than he imagined.
In fact, Kaoru Mitoma was quite looking forward to this outcome.
Compared to gaining an advantage for nothing, losing something was more regrettable and infuriating, especially when it could have been obtained for free.
Even without evidence, he had ways to frame someone from Sakayanagi faction as the traitor.
For Arisu Sakayanagi now, if she didn't act, she could only watch as Katsuragi authority far surpassed hers.
But if she allied with other classes, she would only fall into Kaoru Mitoma's trap.
However, Kaoru Mitoma hadn't forgotten the potential risk.
Kakeru Ryuuen.
If the other party could identify the VIP Student in their class, they might also deduce the answer.
Theoretically, Ryuen could disrupt his plans.
Should he minimize the risk and end the exam on the first day?
While pondering this, Kaoru Mitoma suddenly heard an argument.
"...Didn't you promise to protect me?"
"Of course, I will protect you, but we can't solve problems with violence."
"I already said it's impossible. I'm your girlfriend, how can you let them bully me?"
"I'll try to get Ibuki-san to apologize to you properly."
"She must apologize! And, Manabe and the others are threatening me too. Can you help me?"
"Manabe-san? It started with the friction between Karuizawa-san and Morofuji-san, right?"
"..."
The argument came from the emergency staircase next door.
Since everyone was using the elevators, the stairs were empty.
Also, since the group discussion had just ended, most students were out playing and few, like Kaoru Mitoma, had returned to their rooms.
The voices sounded familiar, it was probably Karuizawa Kei and Hirata Yosuke arguing.
If Kaoru Mitoma remembered correctly, they were Class D popular couple—one a handsome guy, the other a gal.
Since they were a couple, it was strange that Hirata Yosuke would refer to his girlfriend as "Karuizawa-san."
That was too formal.
Kaoru Mitoma instinctively reached for his phone to record, but after a moment's thought, he abandoned the idea.
"Regardless of the reason, Karuizawa-san is an important classmate to me. I will protect you, but I can't harm others for your sake, even if they are from Class C."
"Liar!"
"I told you from the start, I only pretended to be your boyfriend to protect you. That doesn't mean I'll only protect you."
Hearing this, Kaoru Mitoma's expression turned strange.
So, they were fake lovers?
"Enough! You're someone who can't even protect his own girlfriend, get out of here now, liar!"
As Karuizawa Kei shouted, the surroundings fell into silence, only the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Eavesdropping was not a good thing, so Kaoru Mitoma hid to the side, watching Hirata Yosuke emerge from the stairwell and leave the corridor.
After waiting for a while, he didn't see Karuizawa Kei appear, only faintly hearing the sound of sobbing and the girl's muttering.
He thought for a moment, then took the initiative to enter the stairwell.
Just as he expected, Karuizawa Kei was sitting on the stairs, hugging her knees, her head buried between them.
Occasionally, he could hear her softly cursing something, though it was unclear.
Seeming to sense someone approaching, she cautiously looked up and saw Kaoru Mitoma standing before her, a flash of panic crossing her face.
Kaoru Mitoma thought she would question what he was doing there, but she simply turned her head away, pretending not to see him.
Strange.... during the argument, she had seemed so strong, but now she felt like a helpless little rabbit.
Not knowing what to do, she chose to play dead, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
What should he do in such a situation?
Kaoru Mitoma walked behind her, positioning himself so she couldn't see what he was doing but could hear certain sounds.
Rustle rustle—
Already nervous, Karuizawa Kei suddenly heard strange sounds coming from behind, making her even more uneasy.
She glanced back out of the corner of her eye, only to see Kaoru Mitoma doing something, his hands on his belt.
Wait, why was he touching his belt?!
[BRUH]
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