"Of course, if Senpai helps me deal with that woman, hehe~ I'll keep my promise, my dear... Senpai~"
Iroha's expression changed in an instant.
The icy demeanor disappeared, replaced by a sweet, playful smile.
Her soft hands wrapped affectionately around Hachiman's arm.
The terrifying kouhai had once again transformed into an adorable, coquettish little junior.
Hachiman took a deep breath.
Seriously!
Girls are truly terrifying creatures!
"Hehe, or maybe... I could give Senpai a little reward right now~" Iroha tightened her grip around his arm.
The sweet scent of youth and the soft, squishy sensation nearly made it impossible for Hachiman to breathe.
"You… Let go!"
"Hehe~ What a cute Senpai. Should I give you a little kiss for motivation?"
"A kiss...?"
Hachiman's lips twitched for a moment, but then he quickly regained his composure and said calmly,
"Sure, if you really kiss me, I might actually get motivated, my dear kouhai~"
"Eh?"
Iroha, who had been full of herself just moments ago, suddenly panicked, her heart racing.
"S-Senpai, you…"
"Haha, what's wrong? Scared?" Hachiman smirked playfully.
"Ugh, I..."
Gritting her teeth, Iroha pouted,
"Senpai, you have no shame at all! If Yukino-senpai heard this, she'd be heartbroken!"
"She's not here right now, so what's the problem?" Hachiman replied nonchalantly.
"Ah?"
Iroha hesitated, then hurriedly protested,
"Even so, Senpai, you shouldn't be so unfaithful!"
"I can't help it. Iroha-chan is just too cute. I've never been able to resist cute things, so… go ahead~"
"You... Ugh!"
Seeing Hachiman lean in slightly, as if really waiting for a kiss, Iroha became flustered.
"A-Are you serious?"
"Of course. Or are you scared?"
"Ugh! Who's scared?! You… You shameless Senpai, fine! I'll do it! I'll do it, okay?! Ugh… Stupid Senpai…"
Feeling provoked by Hachiman's teasing gaze, Iroha's pride flared up, and she agreed on impulse.
"Stupid Senpai, c-close your eyes first!"
"Alright."
"Ugh..."
He actually closed them...
Iroha's heart pounded wildly as she stared at Hachiman's lips.
She pursed her own lips.
Swallowed nervously.
Come to think of it…
Her first accidental kiss had also been with Senpai.
Memories of yesterday's events flooded her mind.
Along with all the other moments they had shared.
Honestly…
Kissing him really wasn't a big deal.
In fact, she even felt a little… excited?
She was actually looking forward to it.
A kiss… A kiss...!
"Senpai..."
Iroha slowly closed her eyes, leaning in.
But—
Before their lips could touch, Hachiman suddenly placed a hand over her mouth and said quietly,
"Alright, enough joking. I'll help you seriously, but let's skip the kiss."
"??"
Iroha's eyes snapped open, utterly dumbfounded.
What the hell?!
I was already getting ready to take my pants off, and now you tell me this?!
"Let go, I'm heading to the Service Club now," Hachiman reminded her.
Realizing she had been played, Iroha fumed on the spot. "Senpai! You dared to toy with me?! You shameless jerk! You don't get a choice—I'm kissing you whether you like it or not!"
"Huh?"
Iroha, fueled by frustration, lunged at him.
Wait.
How do girls suddenly gain superhuman strength when they're messing with guys?!
Their faces grew dangerously close.
Hey!
No way!
She's really going to force a kiss on me?!
But—
Just as Iroha was about to land her attack, an urgent voice interrupted them from behind.
"What the hell are you two doing?!"
"!!"
The moment those words reached their ears, Iroha's face paled, and she immediately let go of Hachiman.
Hachiman, too, quickly composed himself.
They turned around.
Holding her school bag, her face flushed with irritation, Kawasaki Saki stormed toward them.
"S-Saki-senpai..."
Iroha nervously brushed her messy hair and greeted her hesitantly.
"Hikigaya!"
Ignoring Iroha for the moment, Kawasaki fixed Hachiman with a sharp, interrogative gaze.
Clearing his throat, Hachiman quickly explained,
"We were just discussing the student council."
"The student council?" Kawasaki looked unconvinced.
"It's true! I ran into some trouble and asked Senpai for help..." Iroha quickly backed him up.
"Then why were you two grabbing each other like that?" Kawasaki frowned.
"I was just hugging Senpai a little. We weren't doing anything weird! Besides, Saki-senpai, didn't you let Senpai carry you that weekend behind Yukino-senpai's back?" Iroha pouted.
"Eh?! You…"
Kawasaki's expression instantly changed.
Seeing her reaction, Hachiman immediately jumped in,
"Cough! That was because Kawasaki sprained her foot! Anyway, let's leave it at that. I-I'm heading to the Service Club now. You two should get to your clubs too."
With that, Hachiman quickly made his escape.
Kawasaki, too, stood frozen for a moment before swiftly leaving.
"Saki-senpai..."
Iroha rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
Her instincts told her something was definitely going on between those two.
"Could they really have something going on?"
Frowning in thought for a few seconds—
She quickly lost interest in Kawasaki's affairs and instead recalled what had just happened between her and Hachiman.
Never in a million years did she expect to lose control like that and nearly force herself on him.
"Senpai…"
Senpai smelled really good.
And his body was surprisingly nice too.
Swallowing lightly, Iroha pressed a hand against her chest, feeling the heat rise inside her. She instinctively squeezed her thighs together as her voice grew softer,
"I-If it really happened… Senpai might not be so bad after all. Ugh, I really want to…"
"Iroha-chan~"
A gentle voice suddenly drifted into Iroha's ears.
"?!?!"
Her body tensed instantly. She snapped out of her daydream and turned her head sharply.
There stood Yukinoshita Yukino.
Her face was calm, her expression soft.
She even had a gentle smile.
"!!"
Iroha's face stiffened, her eyes going wide in horror.
"Y-Yukino-senpai?!"
Oh crap!
Did she just hear my pervy thoughts about Senpai?!