May 1st arrived quietly, amidst the class's rampant extravagance and indulgence.
"What's going on?"
"Hey, is it the same for you?"
The students in the class looked at their terminals, speaking strangely.
Kiyotaka looked at the unchanging 82,000 points on his terminal, wondering what he was thinking.
"Quiet, morning meeting is starting."
At that moment, the door opened, and the homeroom teacher, Chabashira, slowly walked in, swaying her hips and holding a poster.
"Teacher, is the system broken? Why haven't the points been transferred?"
Hearing this question, Chabashira said indifferently, "No, the points have already been transferred. It's impossible that our class alone was missed."
Looking at the noisy class, Chabashira couldn't help but reveal a hint of sarcasm.
"You really are foolish! 98 absences and tardiness, 391 instances of chatting and playing with phones in class—you really managed to contribute that much in one month. You truly live up to being the trash of Class D. Every month, the school evaluates your performance and converts it into points, and your evaluation is zero."
"How can this be? What are we going to do this month?"
Chabashira just sneered, looking at the panic-stricken students, and said nothing more.
"So, that's what 'ability evaluation' means for everything about students," Kiyotaka murmured calmly.
Two days passed, and today was swimming class. Kiyotaka sat bored on the side in his swim trunks, watching the groups of students playing in the water.
"What are you looking at?"
Horikita, wearing a one-piece swimsuit, walked over and sat beside Kiyotaka.
Kiyotaka shrugged and said, "Nothing, I'm just wondering how I'll get by this month without money."
Horikita rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and couldn't be bothered to argue. She walked to the side and started reading a book.
Kiyotaka didn't pay her any mind. He turned his head and continued aimlessly looking at the beautiful bodies freely flaunting their youth and the "big white bunnies" completely covered by swimsuits.
Just then, Kikyo swam over and came ashore. She looked at Kiyotaka and said, "Ayanokouji-kun, can you come with me for a moment?"
Kiyotaka paused, then nodded and followed Kikyo away. Horikita saw all of this, but her expression remained blank; it was unclear what she was thinking.
In an empty corner, Kikyo cornered Kiyotaka.
"Is there something you need, Kikyo-san?" Kiyotaka asked calmly.
At this moment, Kikyo was different from her usual cheerful and enthusiastic self, with a hint of playfulness on her lips.
"Ayanokouji-kun, were you staring at me just now? Were you... staring here?" Kikyo said, guiding Kiyotaka's large hand to her ample chest.
Kiyotaka didn't remove his hand, just looked at her coolly and asked, "So, what do you want?"
Kikyo's expression turned dark as she said, "I'll make a deal with you. If you agree, I can give you everything I have."
Kiyotaka became a little interested, looking at the greatly changed Kikyo with a hint of curiosity.
"Tell me?"
"I want Horikita Suzune expelled."
Kiyotaka found it amusing inwardly, but based on completing the last task, it seemed like the final step was needed to finish the "conquest." With a shortcut presenting itself, Kiyotaka was happy to take it easy.
"Alright, but I want my payment first."
Kikyo's expression changed dramatically, showing a hint of anger. Kiyotaka just smiled at her reaction.
"Think it over and come find me. See you, Kikyo-san."
With that, he moved aside and slowly walked back.
"Bastard!" Kikyo gritted her teeth behind Kiyotaka.
After school, only Horikita and Kiyotaka remained in the classroom.
"Kiyotaka, what did she want with you during swimming class today?"
"What? Are you jealous?"
Horikita's face flushed upon hearing that. She immediately said, "Of course not! It's just that I alone can't satisfy you, so I'm seeing if I can bring someone else into the fold."
Kiyotaka found it amusing and chuckled. "Even if that person wants you expelled?"
Horikita paused, then snuggled into Kiyotaka's arms. "But you're here, aren't you? As long as you deal with her, it'll be fine."
"You certainly have a lot of faith in me."
Horikita said nothing more, only lightly parted her crimson lips and pressed them against Kiyotaka's, murmuring softly.
As their passion deepened, Horikita became bolder. She directly sat upright.
"I'll do it myself."
Horikita murmured blissfully, reaching out to stop Kiyotaka, and began to move on her own.
Horikita bit down on her pearly teeth, trying hard not to make any indecent sounds, but muffled groans still betrayed her.
Horikita's sounds of bliss and pain continued.
This newly discovered position held an unparalleled charm for Horikita. In a short time, she looked completely "broken," her red lips lightly holding her jade-like fingers, her charming eyes blooming with desire.
She tightly embraced Kiyotaka, using herself to directly cover Kiyotaka's entire face.
"Kiyotaka...!"
Although Kiyotaka's stamina was astonishing, Horikita couldn't bear it. To accommodate her, Kiyotaka had to finish quickly.
Horikita naturally knew Kiyotaka's capabilities extended beyond that. After severely scolding herself, she forcibly got up and continued the "battle."
Horikita's voice became hoarse from her prolonged "singing" until she felt she was about to faint before they finally ceased.
Horikita lay weakly on Kiyotaka, languidly saying, "Kiyotaka, I really can't go on. Anyone would do, I'll help you solve this together. I have to find a sister; I'm going to die."
Kiyotaka chuckled softly, stroking her smooth back, occasionally teasing her and watching her tremble incessantly. He then said seriously, "You're actually in such a hurry to give your boyfriend away to someone else?"
Horikita's charming eyes shifted, and she gave him a bewitching glare, twisting her body to find a more comfortable position in his embrace.
"Compared to my own demise, I'd rather give him to someone else. I feel like I'm about to break."
Kiyotaka patted Horikita's ample backside, signaling her to get up.
"Let's go back first. Someone might come here at any moment."
Horikita twisted her waist, rubbed against Kiyotaka, and then lazily put on her clothes and tidied up the "battleground."
Unbeknownst to them, their "divine battle" had been witnessed entirely by someone outside the door. This person, seeing that they were about to leave, couldn't help but clamp her legs together and fled with a lustful look in her eyes.