Chapter 80: Encountering a max-level "Succubus" right after leaving the starting village...
Doujinsha (community office)
Yuzuki poked the proposal with the tip of her pen: "Risa, how about we arrange to sell merchandise on the first day of the Umihara Festival, and open a snack shop on the second day, selling the sweets made by Chinatsu?"
"It's fine, you guys decide." Risa's muffled voice came from the table.
Asuka and Chinatsu exchanged a glance, and the latter shrugged helplessly: "Risa-senpai is worried about planning special events for the Umihara Festival."
"After all, it's an immersive script-based murder mystery game on a school-wide scale, so it's quite challenging," Asuka added.
Yuzuki tilted her head and recalled, "Niou-kun's school-wide treasure hunt last year was pretty good, wasn't it?"
The only response she received was a shrug from the two girls, and Risa burying her head even deeper into her arms.
At this moment, Risa was inwardly wailing: She was just an ordinary student! Shouldn't a student's life be about finishing their homework and then having fun? Why was she losing her hair over this job that was comparable to that of a professional planning company?
The three girls quickly finalized their plan to set up a stall for their doujinshi club.
As she was leaving, Yuzuki turned back and asked, "Risa, aren't you leaving?"
I want to be alone.
The office door was gently closed, and the room became quiet.
Risa lay face down on the table, motionless.
Escaping reality.
"Ding-dong—"
The phone screen lit up, displaying a new message from [Yukimura Seiichi]: [Club activity is over, wanna go home together?]
Risa's eyes lit up instantly.
Ah, it's my boyfriend! There really is still something beautiful in this world!
But her smile froze the next second.
Wait a minute, doesn't she usually go home with Akaya? If Yukimura suddenly joins in... she imagined a threesome.
Hmm.
It always gives me the creeps.
Just as she was hesitating between her younger brother and her boyfriend, Kirihara's message suddenly popped up:
【Risa-nee! I'm going to Yanagi-senpai's house for tutoring tonight, so we can't go home together (TT)】
[Yukimura-senpai will come to pick you up later so we can go back together ╥﹏╥...]
Risa: "......"
What a coincidence!
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From the doujinshi club to the school gate, you'll pass the tennis club. Risa has walked this route countless times, but this is her first time visiting the tennis club's office.
The moment the door was pushed open, the setting sun slanted in through the window, bathing the empty office in a warm orange-red hue.
The racket, training log, and water bottle were all neatly arranged, but the person who had asked her to meet was nowhere to be seen.
"That's strange, they clearly said they'd wait for me in the student union office..."
Risa muttered to herself, just about to take out her phone—
Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist from behind.
"Have you been waiting long?"
A familiar, warm voice rang in her ears, tinged with a hint of amusement. Before Risa could turn around, she was pulled back, her back pressed against someone's chest.
"Ashi!" she exclaimed, "You startled me..."
Yukimura chuckled softly, resting his chin gently on the top of her head. "Sorry, I was organizing some documents next door." He tightened his arms, pulling her into his embrace. "But I've got you now."
He must have just finished training and taken a shower, his body still steaming with warm moisture. As he looked down, the damp ends of his hair brushed against her neck, and the scent of camellias immediately enveloped her, which must have been the smell of his usual shampoo.
However, what Risa cares about more is a different flavor.
"It smells so good..." She turned around, buried her face in his chest, and took a deep breath.
It was a crisp, refreshing scent reminiscent of the first snow, like the cool sensation on the tongue when biting into a mint, or like a forest in the morning mist.
She closed her eyes, took a deep, satisfied breath, and tasted a subtle sweetness, like orange blossoms blooming in the warm sun.
The scent of cedarwood intertwined with orange blossom is warm but not cloying, reminiscent of a certain perfume.
“...Your shower gel must cost more than your tennis equipment.” She chuckled softly, poking his taut muscles with her fingertip.
Yukimura froze for a moment, then grabbed her fidgeting hand and pulled her into his arms.
"Hmm? Did I hurt you?" Her muffled voice came from behind the fabric.
"It doesn't hurt." His breath brushed against her ear. "However, if you sniff it a few more times, something might happen."
Risa's heart skipped a beat. Although they had been dating for a few days, her heart still raced uncontrollably every time he whispered in her ear like that.
"Did Akaya really go to Liu-kun's for tutoring?" she asked softly.
“Yes,” Yukimura replied, “I specifically asked Yanagi to give him a few extra questions.”
"......"
really!
Risa was about to protest, but he pulled her back a few steps. Yukimura turned her around and pinned her against the wall, face to face.
“More than that,” he leaned down slightly, looking into her eyes with a smile, “shouldn’t you explain why you’ve ignored me for three days?”
Risa was inexplicably accused: "I... I didn't neglect you at all..."
"You're lying." Yukimura gently pinched her cheek. "Before school started, you were always glued to Akaya. You even went to eat lunch with him, and you wanted to be with him again after school today."
"That's because—um!"
Her words of explanation were cut off by a sudden kiss. Yukimura's lips gently covered hers, and Risa's eyes widened as her fingers unconsciously gripped his school uniform.
Although it was just a kiss on the corner of her lips, not a real kiss, it was enough to make her dizzy. When they parted, Yukimura looked at her flushed cheeks with satisfaction: "This is punishment."
"That's too much..." Risa protested softly, only to be laughed at and kissed on the forehead again.
“If we don’t go back now,” Yukimura took her hand, their fingers intertwined, “we might get spotted by the patrolling teachers.”
Thinking of the headmaster's stern face, Risa immediately followed him obediently outside. The setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them, overlapping each other.
On the way back, Yukimura noticed that Risa seemed a little absent-minded, so he squeezed her palm: "Are you troubled by the Haihara Festival?"
Risa shook their clasped hands, making a muffled nasal sound: "Hmm..." She kicked away a pebble on the roadside, "It's not that I'm troubled, it's just that I feel—"
"We've been set up?" Yukimura replied naturally, a knowing smile in his eyes.
“That’s right!” Risa exclaimed excitedly. “That campus ambassador thing was a complete trap! They bought my labor for 200,000 yen, and that Yagyu guy was even worse, he used a recording of my speech during the competition to mock me…”
She got angrier and angrier as she spoke, her cheeks puffing up. "If I had known I would have to write such a complicated proposal, I would have rather starved to death and slept on the streets than bow down for 200,000 yen!"
Yukimura listened to her rambling and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Do you need any help?" he asked.
"No need for that..."
Risa deflated, her shoulders slumped. "Actually, it's not like I can't write a proposal if I really want to."
She kicked a pebble away, her voice muffled: "I just find it troublesome."
Risa's biggest wish is to be an economically free-spirited couch potato—she'd rather lie down than sit, and rather slack off than work. If she could be reincarnated with real money, she would definitely stake all her savings and choose the "rich heiress who lives a life of leisure and comfort" luxury package.
"Oichi." Risa stopped in her tracks. "I will be in seclusion for the next three days and won't be able to stay with you."
“Yes, I know.” A knowing glint flashed in Yukimura’s eyes. “In exchange, you have to come with me to see the new plant exhibition this weekend.”
"No problem!" Risa agreed readily.
Yukimura smiled and patted her hair. "If you need me, just ask. Don't try to tough it out on your own."
"Waaah~ Oichi, you're so sweet~" Risa loosened her intertwined fingers and clung to his arm like a koala, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder.
"It's over!" Risa lamented inwardly.
It's like a cat encountering catnip. Just a moment ago, I was worrying about the project proposal, but now all I want to do is bury my face in his chest and inhale deeply.
Is this what people online call "physiological attraction"?
She secretly glanced up and found Yukimura looking down at her, his eyes smiling, his beauty like crystal.
Oh dear! My heart is beating even faster!
She definitely still has a lot of credits to learn in the course of love.
"Are you petting a cat?" Yukimura asked helplessly, poking her puffed-up cheek.
"N-No, I didn't!" Risa buried her burning face back into his chest, her voice muffled by the fabric, "...It's all because Oichi's scent is so tempting, so healing, I couldn't resist..."
Yukimura: "..."
A 17-year-old boy is already at a volatile and easily angered age, and to make matters worse, he has an oblivious "succubus" girlfriend. He took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed Risa by the back of her collar—lifting her up like a cat.
“Since you like it so much—” he said, emphasizing each word, his iris-purple eyes narrowing dangerously, “then come with me somewhere after the plant exhibition this weekend.”
Before Risa could recover from the shock of being "lifted up," she heard Yukimura add in a low voice, "I just changed the fragrance in my room to the same scent."
"Huh? What's wrong with the fragrance...?"
She blinked her innocent almond-shaped eyes until she caught a glimpse of the bite mark she had left that day, faintly visible beneath his collar.
"Wait! You don't mean to—"
In a moment of sudden realization, Risa frantically tried to cover his mouth: "Yukimura Seiichi! How could you say something like that in broad daylight!"
As she thrashed towards him, Yukimura deliberately let go, allowing her to fall into his arms, and chuckled softly as he held her close.
The next day, during the tennis club's morning practice, Sanada looked at his best friend's unusually dark circles under his eyes and hesitated to speak.
"Too lax..."
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On Thursday evening, the heads of various departments gathered in the Rikkai University Student Union office to begin the second meeting regarding the Umihara Festival.
Halfway through the meeting, the door was pushed open with a creak.
Everyone looked up and saw Risa swaying and floating in, with dark circles under her eyes that resembled those of a panda, long black hair draped over her shoulders, and an aura of resentment even stronger than that of The Ring.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Risa "floated" to the front of the student council president, Yagyu Hiroshi.
"Here..." she said, her voice trembling as she handed over a stack of documents, her tone hoarse as if she hadn't drunk water for days, "The Haiyuan Festival Special Event Day Planning Proposal..."
The student council members all leaned back, as if she were holding a time bomb. The publicity committee member even subconsciously tightened her grip on her pen.
Yagyu calmly took the document and flipped through it page by page as everyone held their breath.
His glasses flashed with an eerie light from time to time, but he calmly closed the file in the end.
"The ideas are unique and novel, the plan is detailed, the students are highly involved, and it is highly feasible."
Liu Sheng pushed up his glasses, a rare smile playing on his lips. "As expected of the campus image ambassador champion. Tentatively approved."
"That's good..." Risa turned around as if her soul had been ripped away, and shuffled out while leaning against the wall. "I'm going back to catch up on some sleep..."
As she reached the door, she suddenly turned back, revealing a smile reminiscent of Sadako: "After the meeting, if there are any changes that need to be made... please appear in my dream."
"Snap!"
The propaganda committee member's pen fell to the ground.
The meeting room fell into dead silence.
A few seconds later, someone whispered, "I didn't expect Matsuno to be not only academically excellent but also so approachable..."
"Still so..."
"The Earthly Court..."
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