Tokyo: I'm bound to the evil women!

"Am I something that gets picked and chosen?"

Fujiwara Matsu's lips twitched slightly as he muttered a sarcastic remark, trying to ease the tension between them, as things were getting a bit too tense.

"Matsu, don't change the subject."

"Besides, I never said you were an object; you are simply mine."

She reached out and grabbed his collar, and Fujiwara Matsu turned his head away.

"I'm not going to slip away from you, so why are you talking about taking it from me?"

At that moment, Shiratori Saki reached out and took Fujiwara Matsu's arm:

"I don't want to steal Fujiwara-kun away. I never had such thoughts. I only hope to stand by both Miss and Fujiwara-kun at the same time."

Chiya Misaki released her grip on Fujiwara Matsu's collar and stared at Shiratori Saki:

"Really? What are you doing now?"

"Going on a secret date behind my back? Is that how you behave when you're standing next to me?"

The young lady's eyes were like knives, piercing the maid's skin. The maid hesitated for a moment, but instead of letting go, she held on even tighter.

"Don't you already know?"

"Oh? When did I find out? How come I didn't know?"

Fujiwara Matsu took a step forward and struggled to pull his hand out of Shiratori Saki's arms, but he couldn't.

"Don't tell me that Saki-senpai didn't tell you about her vacation?"

"Don't tell me she told you all about this, and you didn't know what she was up to?"

"Don't tell me you didn't choose this location on purpose?"

Instead of retreating, Chiya Mio took a step forward, moving towards the two of them.

"Did you tell me you were here on a date?"

"So, have you told me that you've progressed to the point where you can hold hands?"

"Did you tell me about exchanging gifts?"

For a moment, Fujiwara Matsu was speechless. Chiya Mio's questions were indeed true, and he hadn't told her anything. Even if she changed the subject, he didn't know how to respond.

While he was pondering how to answer, Shiratori Saki had already spoken up.

"Because these things only happened recently, I didn't tell you, Miss."

She released her grip on Fujiwara Matsu's hand, pulled Chiya Mio along, and drew her between the two of them.

"I will tell you everything."

"However, I hope that I can have the right to make my own decisions and the opportunity to always stand by your and Fujiwara-kun's side."

Chiyo's cold gaze fell on Shiratori Saki.

"Sazaki, you want to share this with me? You know I've always preferred to enjoy things alone."

"Both I and Fujiwara-kun belong to you."

Upon hearing her words, Fujiwara Matsu's lips twitched:

"Hey, don't just say weird things on my behalf."

The two completely ignored his words. Chiya Mio turned her head and reached out to lift Shiratori Saki's chin:

"But you've already moved ahead of me? Isn't that a bit presumptuous, Saki?"

"Feel sorry……"

At that moment, Fujiwara Matsu grasped Chiya Mio's hand from behind:

"Looks like someone else ran away even earlier, that biting bastard?"

Chiyo's expression became incredibly interesting in an instant. She lowered her hand from Shiratori Saki, turned her head, glared at him, and spoke with a hint of anger:

"Fujiwara Matsu, didn't I tell you to forget about this!"

"Hmm? Well... it's hard to forget."

"Little...Mioka, what did you and Fujiwara-kun do? Run away? Bit someone, that's..."

Chiya Mio reached out and pressed her hand against Shiratori Saki's mouth:

"Don't tell!"

Although Shiratori Saki's mouth was covered, she still showed a knowing look in her eyes, her gaze falling on the two of them, especially between their lips and teeth.

Running away, biting people... Has Miss already kissed Fujiwara-kun? If so, can I do it too?

"So, who's the one who's been cheating? Chiya Misaki?"

"Shut up!"

Slightly annoyed by the provocation, Chiya Misaki made a move to hit her, but Fujiwara Matsu dodged her hand.

"Um, Misaki? If you do it, does that mean I will too?"

Chiya Mio immediately turned back and glared at her angrily.

"No!"

"But you already..."

The maid tilted her head and asked with a hint of malice:

"Not now, not until I give my permission! Saki!"

"Yes, miss."

Despite receiving a negative answer from Chiyo, Shiratori Saki showed no disappointment. She simply covered her mouth and chuckled, a rare sight she had ever seen Chiyo like this.

The two were having a lively discussion, and Fujiwara Matsu, listening to their topic, couldn't help but feel a little impatient:

"No, when you discuss this kind of thing, don't you even ask for my opinion?"

"Shut up."

"Fujiwara-kun, it's probably better if you don't say anything."

Frustrated, he silently turned his head and loosened his grip on Chiya Mio's hand, but as soon as he did, the girl grabbed it tightly again.

"So, would you like to 'go on a date' with us, Miss?"

Shiratori Saki clasped her hands together and smiled as she spoke:

But it wasn't Chiya Mio who answered; instead, it was Fujiwara Matsu who spoke up rather irritably:

"Didn't you say it wasn't a date...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Shiratori Saki gently pressed her hand to his mouth, and said with a smile:

"At this time, Fujiwara-kun, it's best if you don't say anything!"

"Miss, would you like to come with us?"

Chiya Mio had already recovered from her previous state, and her expression returned to normal.

"No, Song just said that I already turned down his date."

"How can I keep flowing like this? Right, Song?"

"Well, wasn't it because of the circumstances?"

"I've already made plans with them, and I can't break my promise. They've already gone quite a distance, so I need to catch up quickly."

After saying that, she reached out and grabbed Fujiwara Matsu's collar again:

"Matsu, you know what you should and shouldn't do, right?"

"I understand, I understand!"

"Sazaki, you too."

"I understand, miss."

Chiya Mio left the two with a threatening remark before turning around and jogging after the group of people who had left.

Dominance: 28% - 30%

Has the wave returned again? Has it been appeased?

As soon as her figure disappeared from their sight, Shiratori Saki stood there, silent for a few seconds, then lowered her head and gently hooked her arm around Fujiwara Matsu's.

"Fujiwara-kun, what do you mean by 'running away' and 'biting'?"

Her voice was softer than usual, and she clenched the hem of her skirt with her fingers at her side before raising it to touch her lips.

"Is this it?"

Shiratori Saki first lightly touched her own lips with her finger, then placed it on Fujiwara Matsu's lips.

She tilted her head, her face flushed, her eyes somewhat unfocused, yet she looked at him with a smile.

Fujiwara Matsu suddenly had a bad feeling and took two steps back. However, his hand was held by him, and he did not break free even after stepping back.

Yes, but not entirely.

"Um?"

"What... is it like?"

The girl blushed, but stared straight at him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"I haven't tried it yet, Fujiwara-kun, could you... teach me? That's part of making learning fun, isn't it?"

Shiratori Saki had already grabbed Fujiwara Matsu's hand, and Fujiwara Matsu glanced in the direction Chiya Mio had left.

"Miss, she won't know."