Real teaching, but diary flow

Is this guy serious?

"It's alright, don't be afraid. I didn't intend to gradually lower your guard, nor did I intend to prevent you from running around calling for help, and I certainly didn't intend to take a picture to commemorate Ms. Kushida's defeat." With a gentle smile, Asakusa Toru softly uttered words that terrified Kushida Kikyo:

"I just wanted to see the perfect taxi driver get off the bus."

Kushida Kikyo: "......"

Who the hell would believe that?!

Didn't you already tell me all your plans?!

"Can you grant me this wish?" Seeing that Kikyo Kushida did not reply, Toru Asakusa tilted his head again and held out the recording pen in his hand: "I can give you these recording pens, and I will not pursue the matter even if it is the one you broke."

"This shouldn't be a difficult task for the lovely and charming Kikyo Kushida, right?"

Although a recording pen was handed over, Kikyo Kushida wouldn't have had the hands to take it if she were to kneel down. After thinking for a moment, Toru Asakusa reached out again, pulled open Kikyo Kushida's collar, and put the recording pen inside without permission.

"—" The cold metallic touch slid down her clothes. Kikyo Kushida frantically stood up and grabbed the recording pens. After throwing them all at Toru Asakusa, she angrily cursed:

"Satiate your mother!"

She couldn't take it anymore, so I just forced myself on her.

It's better to be raped by this guy than to be tortured by him, and then she can simply call the police afterwards and have him imprisoned.

It's just a matter of lying on the ground, and leaving traces afterwards makes it easier for the police to collect evidence.

She might as well drop out of school. Although she hasn't found the owner of the diary yet, she doesn't need to look for it anymore once she leaves the advanced training program, and there's no need to read the diary anymore.

The only problem is that stupid woman, Horikita Suzune.

Being alone in Class D might drive you crazy at any moment.

...but it has nothing to do with her anymore.

Anyway, from the very beginning, she actually intended for Horikita Suzune to drop out of school.

Kikyo Kushida threw the recording pen with a thud, not caring whether she hit it or not. She simply lay back, spread her body out in a starfish position, and breathed in the air deeply.

Beneath her disheveled clothes, her chest rose and fell with her breath. Gazing at the azure sky, Kikyo Kushida closed her eyes.

"...Gurgle." Unfortunately, a rumbling sound suddenly came from her lower abdomen.

She is hungry.

Of course they'd be hungry. Not only did they come and kick the railing in the middle of the day, but they also had this fight over the recording pen with Asakusa Tetsu. They should be starving by now.

"I don't care anymore." Kikyo Kushida said expressionlessly, "Do whatever you want, just finish this quickly so I can go eat."

The sooner it's over, the sooner she can get this idiot arrested.

"Sigh, why don't you believe me?" With a soft sigh, Asakusa Toru bent down and picked up the recording pens that she had thrown at him one by one.

Including the one that got smashed.

After putting away the voice recorder, Asakusa Tetsu shrugged helplessly.

"I already said I just want to see a perfect taxi driver get off the bus, can't you give me a little more trust?"

Kushida Kikyo: "......"

"...Are you serious?" After hesitating for a moment, she raised her head slightly.

"Extremely serious."

"..." Looking into Asakusa Tetsu's seemingly genuine eyes, Kushida Kikyo remained silent for a moment.

Then, she sighed and began to move.

“I really am crazy,” she said.

The neatly folded clothes were placed to the side as Asakusa Tetsu had instructed, and Kushida Kikyo once again lay prostrate on the ground in an incredibly refreshing manner.

A gentle breeze blew by, and she could clearly feel the coolness brought by complete liberation in the gradually warming summer day.

She took a deep breath and adjusted her posture.

Thus, the perfect taxi seat was born.

"Snap—" A crisp sound rang out.

On the personal terminal, the perfect image was recorded.

Kikyo Kushida suffered respiratory arrest:

"Your mother."

Chapter 98 Otherwise, it wouldn't be equitable at all.

She should have known; this guy could never utter a single truth.

They said all that was needed was for the students to sit down, but the real purpose was still to take photos.

Recording wasn't enough for him; he wanted to have more leverage over himself.

Haha, my second half of life is over.

Kikyo Kushida's vision went black; she was just a hair's breadth away from fainting on the spot, just like Sae Chabashira.

Fortunately, she remembered her current condition. If she fainted like this, catching a cold would be the least of her worries. More importantly, even though she was obediently getting up from her seat, she wanted to avoid the consequences. If she fainted, it would probably be truly unavoidable.

So, Kikyo Kushida got up.

With a blank expression, she put on each piece of clothing, tidied her posture, and then stood in front of Asakusa Tetsu, extending her hand:

"Give me."

Don't get me wrong, she wasn't planning to ask for the other person's personal device to delete the photos; after all, anyone with a sound mind knows that's impossible.

What she wanted was the voice recorder that this guy had promised to give her.

Although she threw it away voluntarily, since Asakusa Tetsu had already said he would give it to her, it was hers now.

So what if they took the photo? Since they didn't capture her face, she could easily argue that the guy photoshopped it.

But she wants to take the recording away.

Although Kikyo Kushida knew perfectly well that this guy definitely had more than just these few recorders, since he didn't take them out, she pretended not to know.

As long as you can fool yourself, that's enough.

...It would be a miracle if they could fool us.

No matter how you look at it, the subsequent developments are that she was coerced with photos and recordings and then made to do this and that, right?

Her head was buzzing, and jumbled thoughts raced through Kikyo Kushida's mind. She had long since lost track of what she was doing.

You accept the voice recorder, and then what?

Haha, I don't know.

"Here you go." Asakusa Tetsu simply shoved the recording pen he had put away into Kushida Kikyo's hands: "Don't throw it away this time, it'll really break."

No matter what, a voice recorder is a precision instrument. Although the metal casing is hard enough, the internal components can still be damaged by impact.

Seeing Kikyo Kushida puff out her cheeks as she put away the recording pen he had shoved into her hand, Toru Asakusa said:

"Are you hungry? Would you like to go eat?"

Just as Kikyo Kushida was about to reject him without hesitation, he said again:

"My treat."

"..." Kikyo Kushida was silent for a moment, thinking about her wallet, her uncollectible debts, and the humiliation she had just suffered.

She nodded emphatically:

"eat!"

I'll eat you to death!

......

The lunch break was almost over, and although most restaurants were still open, it was clear that the flow of customers was not as dense.

Why a family restaurant?

Looking up at the 'Gusto' sign in front of the destination, Kikyo Kushida couldn't help but ask.

As a relatively well-known family restaurant chain in Japan, it naturally has stores on highly developed school campuses.

"Hmm? You don't like it?" Asakusa Tetsu tilted his head. "So, are you planning to switch to the student cafeteria? Or go to Palette Cafe? Or are you just happy with McDonald's?"

“…No, what I mean is you should have the money to go to a better shop.” Listening to the somewhat subtle shop names, Kikyo Kushida sighed softly.

It's not that she dislikes them; she's usually quite frugal and frequents these kinds of shops most of the time.

But she remembered that the diary said this guy made two million by selling information. He had money to lend to Horikita Suzune, treat her to meals, and even came to this place.

How could she possibly empty Asakusa Tetsu's wallet?

Asakusa Tetsu gave her a strange look: "Did my money grow on trees?"

Of course, this school has many more 'upscale' shops. After all, as a school with government backing, although students are not allowed to enter or leave, it is only students who are not allowed to enter or leave.

There will always be some shops that cater to important people.

Besides, with points awarded through class competition, some students might want to try out why expensive things are expensive.

Whether it's providing high-end services or generating points, there's a need for upscale restaurants.

But Asakusa Tetsu had no intention of being ripped off. Two million was hardly enough to squander. Two hundred million would only get him ten resurrection armors. If he really wanted to spend 100,000 or 200,000, he would have to give up 1% of his resurrection coin fragments.

Really unnecessary.

After saying that, Asakusa Tetsu ignored Kushida Kikyo's reaction and went straight in.

Kushida Kikyo: "......"

Oh well, might as well eat it.

It's a family restaurant then.

Humph.

Take your seat, order, and have your food served.

The less customers there are, the more efficient it is; everyone's orders were served quickly.

After eating a simple, half-full meal and glancing at the menu prices, Kikyo Kushida abandoned her plan to treat the place to a buffet, taking advantage of Asakusa Toru's hospitality. After putting down her chopsticks, she asked Asakusa Toru, seemingly calmly:

"...What will it take for you to let me go?"

After coming down from the rooftop, Kikyo Kushida's mind slowly cooled down.

Because of her unstable emotions, she did many irrational things that she later regretted, but it's pointless to regret them now.

The important things will come later.

The man in front of her already had her recordings and photos, knew her true nature, and possessed the 'weakness' she least wanted anyone to know.

The feeling that her future was in the hands of others gave her an indescribable sense of unease.

"Let you go?" Asakusa Tetsu slowly sliced ​​the hamburger patty in front of him, the knife and fork clinking crisply on the plate. "When did I say I was going to make things difficult for you?"

In her heart, Kikyo Kushida cursed, "When have you ever stopped making things difficult for me?"

You've already put me in a very difficult position!

If this were on a rooftop, she probably would have yelled at them, but this is a family restaurant, a public place.

Any loud noise would attract attention. It was already a bit suspicious that she was eating alone with a male classmate. If she made any more noise, the news would spread quickly among the students, even without Asakusa Tetsu exposing it.

So she remained silent, staring straight at Asakusa Toru.

"..." It was as if she wanted him to sense her attitude from his own expression.

"Haha, that's not difficult at all." Asakusa Tetsu raised his hand, smiled, and said as if he had heard her thoughts, "That's just a small return gesture." The knife tip pierced into the cut piece of meat.

"Since you said those things, you have to pay some price, don't you?"

If you intend to threaten someone by smearing their reputation, then you should be prepared for something to actually happen to you.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be equitable at all.