"Freshman, let's talk somewhere else. Waiting right in the middle of the road isn't very appropriate."
Hayato noticed Saki Yoshida's bewildered expression and secretly chuckled. With just a few words, he confirmed that the pure girl in front of him was indeed as gullible as the other girls he had deceived before. It seemed his intuition was correct.
Since they were standing in the middle of the road, and many students were coming and going—plus the recent incident meant many people were watching—it was too crowded and unfavorable for what he planned to do next. So, Hayato made a gentle suggestion to Saki.
The Boss behind him smiled knowingly when he heard Hayato. With a wave of his hand, a few subordinates lifted the unconscious Masaru Ōshika and headed towards a corner outside the school gate.
In fact, the leader had the same idea. Standing in the middle of the road was too conspicuous. He suddenly remembered that Kōdō Academy had quite a few students with prominent backgrounds. If he acted too aggressively and offended them, it could potentially bring disaster to the Sakura Group. It was better to be cautious.
Saki lightly bit her lower lip, watching Masaru Ōshika being carried away and Hayato's sincere invitation. Her hands, hanging down by her thighs, nervously fiddled with her skirt hem.
"Mhm."
Under Hayato's earnest gaze, Saki hesitated for a moment. Out of concern for Masaru Ōshika, who wanted to be her friend, she slightly nodded her delicate head, accepting the invitation.
'Maybe it really was just a misunderstanding,' the girl hoped in her heart.
'You stupid bastard! That sudden appearance by Hayato managed to steal my prey! Not only did I miss out on the beautiful flesh, but I also got beaten up! That damned scoundrel!'
Masaru Ōshika, who should have been unconscious, twitched his eyelids unnaturally. He felt himself being put down and complained angrily in his mind.
The injuries inflicted by those few guys weren't enough to knock him out. Since junior high, he had been beaten up plenty of times for stealing other people's girls, so his body had naturally become more resilient to pain.
Masaru Ōshika heard Hayato and Saki's conversation clearly. Although Hayato acted like a gentleman, perhaps because they were similar types of people, he instantly understood Hayato's intentions.
If it were just him and Hayato, Masaru Ōshika would immediately expose Hayato's scheme. At worst, neither of them would get the girl. But since the other side was numerous and powerful, even if he was unwilling, he could only tolerate it. He just regretted not knowing if he would ever encounter such an easily fooled little lamb again.
However, Masaru Ōshika immediately changed his mind. His specialty was cuckolding others anyway. It didn't matter if she wasn't "virgin goods." Given his "advantages," as long as he found an opportunity to let the girl experience the pleasure he could offer, wouldn't she be devoted to him?
'Heh heh, Hayato, let you show off for a while. I'll see how I cuckold you later. Two and a half years east of the river, two and a half years west of the river!'
Masaru Ōshika silently swore in his heart.
He, Masaru Ōshika, would remember this grudge!
Saki followed Hayato to the corner. Seeing the group of large, tough thugs with strange tattoos on their arms, it was impossible for the girl not to feel afraid. But seeing that they weren't making any strange moves, she slightly lowered her high-strung guard. The girl now only hoped the ambulance would arrive soon so she could leave.
Hayato, standing not far from Saki, subtly twitched his nose. Suddenly, a clear scent mixed with the fragrance of a virgin rushed into his nostrils. Hayato couldn't help but show a greedy expression. It was simply too sweet. If it smelled so good, how delicious would it be to consume?
Swallowing, Hayato finally couldn't hold back. He winked at the thugs around him. The thugs understood the hint immediately, quickly forming three layers to block the view. People who were outside could only vaguely see what was happening in the corner before, but now they couldn't see anything at all.
"Hayato-senpai, what... what is going on...?"
It wasn't hot on an autumn morning; there were even cool breezes occasionally. Yet, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on the girl's fair, delicate forehead, running down her cheeks and ruining her carefully applied light makeup. Saki spoke up, puzzled by the crowd surrounding them.
Saki wasn't suspicious of their sudden move to surround them. Rather, by blocking the path like this, if the ambulance arrived, Masaru Ōshika wouldn't be able to get in immediately. The girl was worried about her new friend.
"Hahaha~ Since you've discovered it, Freshman, I won't pretend anymore."
Hayato thought Saki had realized his intentions, so he stopped concealing them and spoke arrogantly. In truth, it didn't matter either way; whether he pretended or not, Saki was a fish on his cutting board, ready for the slaughter.
"What?"
The obtuse, or perhaps, overly trusting Saki still didn't understand her current dangerous situation or Hayato's dirty intentions.
"What? Hahaha~ Freshman, you're even more naive than I thought~"
Hearing Saki's reply, Hayato laughed even more unbridledly. His words, which seemed like a compliment, were incredibly sarcastic at this moment.
"Freshman, take this, and then join my big family!"
Hayato rummaged in his pants pocket, and a few brightly colored pills appeared in his hand. He slowly walked toward Saki, displaying the pills as he approached.
"Senpai... what are you doing... No!"
Even Saki, in her slow-wittedness, now understood Hayato's malice. Seeing Hayato walking toward her slowly with an evil smile, the girl backed away step by step in fear.
But where could she retreat to? The wall was behind her, and she was surrounded by twenty or thirty people. Even with wings, it would be difficult to escape.
Facing the danger, Saki suddenly remembered an incident from her junior high class: a plain-looking girl, similar to her before, but who had many friends.
One day after school, she went to a karaoke bar with a few good friends, who were gyarus. Saki was very envious at the time, wondering why that girl, who was just as plain, had so many friends while she was all alone.
The next day, everything changed. That plain girl started to dress up. Although her looks weren't outstanding, her makeup made her more attractive. Many boys confessed to her, but she rejected them all. Saki later heard that she had gotten a boyfriend outside of school, and he was a handsome one, which made her female classmates envious and jealous.
But a week later, Saki never saw that girl come to school again. By chance, she heard that the girl's boyfriend was a scumbag who not only took the girl's body but also used her identity to borrow from loan sharks. The girl was left with no choice but to pay the debt with her body and was also forced to become addicted to drugs. Although Saki didn't hear the rest, she could already imagine how miserable that girl's future would be.
"Please, no, Senpai, please let me go! I... I have money. I'll give you all my money!"
Saki couldn't bear the thought of becoming addicted to drugs herself. She looked at the relentlessly approaching Hayato, pleading tearfully, while shoving all the money she had into his hands, desperately pushing it toward him.
"Heh."
Hayato sneered, glancing dismissively at the money in Saki's hand. He knew how to choose between sesame seeds and a watermelon.
"Hayato-kun, we've found the person you're looking for."
Just as Hayato was about to use force to make Saki take the pill, a warning suddenly sounded in his ear.
"He... finally... arrived!"
Hearing this, Hayato's movements froze. The previously arrogant smile quickly disappeared, replaced by a hideous, terrifying expression. His eyes were bloodshot, like a demon, and he spoke in a low, husky voice, syllable by syllable.