[Pulling an ahegao face while flashing a peace sign],
[So turned on, can't take it anymore—must slap her thighs right now!],
[Peeking under Suzune's skirt and getting stomped half to death????],
[Want to play some little games with Horikita Suzune],
[Fuck her],
[Can't handle it—need to tease her until her shame explodes!],
[Can Suzune scold me a few more times?],
[Want to see Suzune and Kikyo's rivalry],
[Kiss Horikita Suzune senseless],
[Lick her until she can't take it anymore]…
Even the wishes surrounding Horikita Suzune had never imagined her dressed as a catgirl.
Wearing a breezy short-sleeved top, her chest—hiding snowy peaks—rose and fell slightly.
Her snow-white thighs pressed together as her hands braced against the floor, revealing an impossibly slender waist, like a cat crouching low.
Her slightly plump ass arched upward, a fluffy tail swaying atop it.
With a flushed face, she lifted her head, obeying someone's command to strike this humiliating pose.
There wasn't much exposed skin on her body—her pristine legs resembled exquisite works of art, gleaming with delicate allure, utterly captivating.
Even the cat ears and tail only added a layer of cuteness and contrast to Horikita Suzune that she normally lacked, accentuating her charm rather than exuding a seductive, coquettish vibe.
Yet, what was truly enticing was her very self.
Her crimson cheeks carried a vexed allure, her disheveled black hair cascading down, framing her flawless, porcelain skin.
Pressing her lips tightly together, the look she gave Kaoru might have been the most beautiful thing in the world.
Kaoru loved how composed she had seemed earlier—and he equally adored the expression she wore now, furious yet unable to retaliate.
Swish—
The cat teaser wand swayed in the air a few times.
Horikita Suzune pounced on it with a deadpan expression.
"No good. Cats don't have dead-fish eyes like that. At least make it lively," Kaoru Mitoma frowned.
"If I'm not having fun, I can't guarantee I'll keep our promise."
"Only a pervert could do something this embarrassing… nya."
By the end, Horikita Suzune nearly wanted to burrow into the floor.
She stole a glance at Kushida Kikyo on the bed.
Thank goodness she had made Kaoru blindfold her—otherwise, this would be unbearably awkward.
"This is your mistake, Suzune. No matter what you face, you must give it your all. You can't just resist and slack off because you dislike it," Kaoru told her seriously.
"Whether it's being assigned to Class D or cooperating with your classmates, do you always think, 'For the sake of promotion, I'll just go through the motions with them'?"
Horikita Suzune slightly parted her lips, as if wanting to say something, but then lowered her gaze.
It seemed he understood exactly what was on her mind.
"Still, you ended up calling Sudou back. Just for that, your threat level in my eyes has risen a bit." Kaoru chuckled, waving the cat teaser in front of Suzune's eyes for a while.
Truthfully, there was nothing much to say.
She had simply forced Sudou Ken to turn back—if he didn't return, she wouldn't either, like a child throwing a tantrum.
In the end, Sudou Ken voluntarily shared his reason for coming to ANHS and Horikita Suzune likewise told him her own.
In a way, it was the first time the two had truly understood each other.
For Suzune, this feeling was strangely novel.
For some reason, she immediately thought of Kaoru Mitoma, and tonight, she had foolishly walked right into his trap.
Even Suzune found it a little ridiculous—why had she been so eager to come here?
"Trying to tease me, meow?" Suzune batted at the cat teaser in front of her, as if it were the despicable Kaoru himself.
"For you, there's nothing more thrilling than humiliating an enemy like this, right? Honestly, I have to admit your talent in this area—you're a full-blown pervert, meow!"
Kaoru blinked.
She was adapting to her role even better than before.
"But this isn't so bad for me either. I'll remember every single bad thing you've done to me, nya!" Suzune felt like her usual persona was crumbling.
No matter how fierce her expression or how serious the matter, adding a "nya" at the end instantly turned her into a comedic character.
A slight tremble came from the bed—Kushida Kikyo seemed to be stifling laughter, her shoulders shaking faintly.
But with something stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't laugh out loud.
Suzune's face burned with embarrassment.
She comforted herself, thinking, 'At least she can't see me'.
'It's not like I'm making a complete fool of myself.'
However, Kushida could still make out blurry images.
Kaoru knew that if he tied the blindfold too loosely, Suzune would notice Kushida's reaction.
So he deliberately chose a thinner handkerchief, straightened it out, and tied it around Kushida's eyes—just enough for her to vaguely see shapes.
It was blurry, likely only silhouettes, but enough for Kushida to catch Suzune's antics with the cat teaser.
Suzune had no idea that her playful struggle with the toy was being watched.
In her mind, while Mitoma's reason for capturing Kushida was suspicious, there was no way Kushida would willingly endure his perverted games.
No, no—no one in their right mind would volunteer to be toyed with by Kaoru.
Thus, Suzune concluded that Kaoru had brought Kushida along to play some twisted two-person game with her—something entirely in line with her impression of him.
Originally, Suzune had no intention of humoring Kaoru's whims.
But in the end, Kushida's words had provoked her into it.
From the start of the semester until now, the successive blows and failures had made Horikita Suzune begin to doubt herself.
At this moment, she was genuinely afraid that Kaoru might completely crush her without mercy.
"Suzune, when a cat hunts, its tail wiggles first. Yes, just like that."
"Come here, Suzune—pounce!"
"By the way, Suzune, have you ever tried grooming? All felines do..."
At the last moment, Horikita Suzune finally couldn't take it anymore.
Seizing the moment when pouncing on the cat teaser, she suddenly tackled Kaoru, forcefully pinning his hands down as their eyes met.
"Had enough fun?" Horikita Suzune said coldly.
"A bit regretful—I should've bought those cat paw socks," Kaoru remained unrepentant.
"Also, this is an offense against your master."
"Sorry, but this is just how cats are..."
As she spoke, Horikita suddenly realized their proximity—never had she seen his eyes so clearly before. Her breathing instantly became erratic.
"You forgot to add a 'nya'," Kaoru corrected her.
"Enough, you pervert." Horikita Suzune released his hands in flustered panic, trying to create distance when she noticed Kushida Kikyo approaching, a flicker of suspicion crossing her mind.
Kaoru saw Kushida too and immediately wrapped his arm around Horikita's waist.
With a swift reversal, Horikita found herself beneath him, caught completely off guard.
"Y-you... what are you doing?" Horikita suppressed her inner turmoil.
She didn't understand her own panic—it wasn't his actions, but some primal response.
The clearer she became about facing a man, the more flustered she grew.
"Bad kittens deserve to be disciplined by their master," Kaoru smiled.
"And I'll fulfill a long-held wish while at it."
Before Horikita could process his meaning, the "wish" became self-evident in the next moment.
Something soft brushed her lips, the sensation electrifying her entire body as her mind went blank, ears ringing.
Horikita's eyes widened slightly—her first kiss had been stolen by force.
The perpetrator now firmly held her shoulders, enveloping her completely in his embrace.
In that instant, countless images flashed through her mind: Manabu retreating figure, Kaoru words, her relentless efforts, Class D's struggles, failed special exams, zero points, Class A, graduation, her brother, pursuit, admiration...
Horikita raised her hands to push against Kaoru's chest in resistance, yet her strength had inexplicably abandoned her.
A single kiss had reduced her to this helpless state—with Kushida Kikyo sitting right beside them no less.
"Mmmph... nngh... mmm..."
His kiss was assertive yet carried no roughness, as if cherishing Horikita with each gentle peck.
This only intensified the surreal sensation—the masculine chest, muscular arms, and distinctly foreign kiss seemed determined to brand this moment permanently into her very being.
Even her breathing took on a sweet cadence as her gasps grew more erratic, eyes glazing over with a misty haze.
Just when Horikita thought Kaoru would escalate further, he suddenly stopped, gazing at her intently.
That look snapped Horikita back to reality.
Staring at him in shock, an unprecedented fury surged through her as she forcefully shoved him away.
"How despicable! To force a kiss on someone without even asking for their consent—did you ever consider my feelings?" Horikita Suzune's gaze was super cold.
"Or are you planning to take things all the way next?"
No matter what she had felt moments ago, her rational mind had now returned, bringing with it a tinge of fear.
What if Kaoru Mitoma had decided to go further?
She suddenly felt disillusioned with Kaoru.
It was precisely because he had always been restrained that she had humored his antics until now.
"Because you once told me, 'Either kill me or make me fall for you,'" Kaoru murmured softly.
"I don't want to die. So, to make you like me, I had to fall for you first."
Horikita Suzune fell silent.
Her thoughts were in turmoil—not just because of the kiss, but also because of the strange, unfamiliar sensations stirring within her.
"Do you really expect me to believe the words of a lecher like you?"
"On the contrary, precisely because I am a lecher and you are a beautiful girl, I'm certain I can fall for you."
"You once said you'd have me expelled from school."
"My resolve hasn't changed. When you fail, I'll expel you without hesitation—though I might just leave with you."
"..."
Bang!
A moment later, Kaoru watched as Horikita Suzune slammed the door shut, leaving him alone in the room with Kushida Kikyo, still lying on the bed.
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