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Chapter 132 - Confessions From Girls? - 132

How do you make a disobedient child behave?

It seems like a simple question, but there's a lot hidden beneath the surface.

The best method, of course, is to start with reason, to try and convince them through logic that they should be good and listen.

But what if, even then, the other person keeps doing things that make you angry?

Then, you should administer a bit of physical discipline. If necessary, you can even use a tool to vent your frustration.

But what if they don't even care about the punishment and continue trying to have a death wish?

Well, naturally, you choose to inflict physical punishment. You just can't go too far with it. After delivering punishment that brings them to tears, you must also appropriately provide some loving care.

That's the way to make your child become well-behaved.

— Excerpt from an undated record of Horikita Suzune.

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Night.

The student dormitory.

Horikita Suzune wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue.

Having just finished her exercises, she was drenched. Looks like she needed another shower.

After receiving Horikita's criticism and 'education,' Amane had become exceptionally well-behaved.

The cost, however, was Horikita feeling somewhat drained.

Even though summer was almost here, Amane was still unusually energetic, as if she'd entered some sort of mating season or something.

On top of that, Amane's combat prowess was gradually increasing.

Just earlier, Horikita had found herself bested three or four times in a row, only managing to salvage some of her pride in the end by sheer luck.

Horikita, draped in a white shirt, frowned at the disheveled bedsheet.

'Sigh, having to wash the sheets every single day. Amane really is a handful.'

"Suzune~ I'm hungry~"

Amane's soft, enchanting voice, the kind that sent hormones skyrocketing, sounded right by Horikita's ear.

"If you're hungry, go heat up the food yourself. I'm taking a shower first."

Afraid her own heart might be stirred, Horikita didn't even dare glance at Amane lying on the bed. She grabbed some clean clothes and headed straight into the bathroom.

"Honestly, having to heat up the food again... so tired."

Amane, not a stitch on her, lay on her side on the bed.

Her purple eyes sparkled with smug satisfaction.

Good results today. If she put in a bit more effort next time, she should be able to completely turn the tables on Suzune.

Thinking this, Amane couldn't help but hum a little tune of unknown origin.

Getting off the bed, Amane casually threw on an apron and started heating the food.

It's not like anyone else was peeking in the dorm anyway.

Amane's 'attire' was exceptionally bold.

"Hehe, I wonder if Suzune will like it?"

And so, Amane began heating the meal.

By the time Horikita finished her bath and stepped out, she was immediately greeted by the delicious aroma of food. In an instant, the lingering unease she felt vanished without a trace.

Just as Horikita was drying her hair, a stunning figure suddenly burst into her view.

"Suzune, you're done! So, what'll it be first? Eating, going to sleep, or perhaps... having Amane?~"

Amane stood there, holding a glass of iced drink in her left hand.

In her right hand was a plate of potatoes, sliced thin and pan-fried by Amane until crispy—homemade potato chips.

A method where just a sprinkle of salt brings out the ingredient's flavor to its fullest.

Taking in Amane's appearance, Horikita Suzune froze completely on the spot.

Amane was wearing nothing but an apron from head to toe. At first glance, one's eyes were inevitably drawn to the apron's chest area.

The narrow, gathered design was utterly incapable of concealing Amane's feminine assets.

Vast expanses of milky-white skin were exposed to the air.

The apron swayed gently with Amane's movements.

Every now and then, you could even catch a glimpse of two... ahem.

This Amane, radiating such an ambiguous and seductive aura, compelled Horikita to walk towards her almost against her will.

"Amane... you really do understand me, after all."

Having said that, Horikita Suzune mercilessly extended her unfeeling, iron-like hand... and snatched up the iced drink, taking several large gulps.

Then, she reached out towards the other side... for the potato chips, stuffing a few into her mouth and chewing.

The taste was pretty good, really captured the feel of store-bought chips.

The only flaw was that, for some reason, the seasoning tasted a bit too strong this time.

"You used a bit too much salt."

Horikita took a few more large gulps of the drink.

The salty taste in her mouth finally faded a little.

Since when did Amane's cooking become so heavy-handed?

In just a few moments, the small glass of drink was completely empty.

But for Horikita, it still wasn't quite enough.

Just as she was about to pour herself some tea from the pot on the table to quench her thirst, Amane brought her face close.

"Suzune, want a drink? You just have to tell me, you know?"

Having said that, Amane actually lifted up her apron.

Horikita Suzune's mind went blank for a second, a buzzing in her ears.

She never imagined Amane could play this game too.

"Amane, wait... Huh?"

Just as Horikita raised her hands, intending to block her view, she saw Amane produce a bottle of drink from where the apron strings were tied around her waist.

She casually refilled Horikita's glass to the brim.

"You... Amane, why did you have that drink tied to your body?"

Horikita Suzune's face was slightly flushed. For a moment there, she had almost thought Amane was going to... ahem.

"Because my hands were full," Amane tilted her head, as if stating the obvious.

Horikita was about to retort, but upon reflection, it did make sense.

"Let's eat together now. I've been so hungry. I love Suzune's cooking the most."

Amane smiled, placing the tray to the side.

She then served Horikita a heaping bowl of rice.

For herself, she used a large bowl and piled it just as high.

Seeing Amane's eager, ready-to-pounce demeanor, Horikita felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. Every time she saw Amane eat, it was as if she hadn't eaten for ages.

Yet, it had only been a few hours since their last meal.

Amane was undoubtedly the main reason her own points were disappearing so quickly.

"Let's eat."

No sooner had Horikita picked up a small piece of meat and put it in her mouth, than a strange sound came from Amane's direction.

"Ah~! So delicious~!"

Amane's odd noises were testing Horikita's composure.

"Eat properly! Don't make those strange sounds!"

Horikita Suzune shot a glare at the smirking Amane.

She knew Amane was doing it on purpose.

But Horikita Suzune had full confidence in her own self-control.

"Mmm~"

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Horikita kept her head down, shoveling rice into her mouth quickly.

Seeing that Horikita was beginning to waver, Amane deliberately squeezed closer to her.

Then, she picked up a piece of tofu with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"Hot hot hot~!"

This time, Amane had genuinely burned herself.

"Amane, are you okay? Honestly, just focus on eating properly..."

Horikita watched as Amane covered her mouth, her body shaking with the sensation.

Especially since the apron, swaying with her movements, had long ceased to perform its original function.

Watching this, Horikita Suzune felt her mouth go dry.

"Amane, why are you eating while wearing just an apron? Looking like this..."

Looking like this, who could possibly keep their mind on the food?

"Because if I take it off... I won't have any clothes on. Eating in my school uniform is too restrictive."

Amane's words immediately left Horikita speechless.

Thinking about it, what Amane said did make a certain amount of sense.

But when you put it all together, it just felt like something was off.

To make Amane realize the dangers of her current attire, Horikita came up with a rather frightening analogy.

"Amane, do you realize? If you went outside dressed like you are now, you could easily end up with ten children."

Horikita Suzune looked at Amane with a deadly serious expression.

"Huh? Ten children???"

Amane's face was a picture of shock.

'Got her scared, didn't I?' Horikita thought. Maybe this would convince Amane to dress a bit more decently usually.

"I could have ten? That sounds pretty amazing."

???

Horikita Suzune felt a wave of dizziness.

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