People bring their own maids to the training camp

26. Press your handprint

Having appeased Hayasaka, who was unusually willful, the next focus was naturally on dealing with Kushida's problem.

Compared to a swift and decisive approach, Chihaya clearly prefers the method of "death by a thousand cuts"—otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen an anonymous email.

Campus life is so boring, Chihaya naturally wants to enjoy this rare moment of fun.

......

Because of Chihaya's quirky sense of humor, Kushida was quite troubled, since she really didn't know whether the other party was bluffing or genuinely knew the situation.

It's inevitable to feel a little uneasy about fighting a battle you're not prepared for.

However, Kushida was not going to sit idly by. She made some arrangements for possible scenarios, and if things went smoothly, she might be able to regain the initiative.

In Kushida's mind, whatever the other person wanted to do, it would be difficult to escape the framework of the school. Working adults and high school students are completely different people, so Kushida guessed that the other person would most likely extort some money from her, or, to put it more boldly, try to take advantage of her.

Based on this premise, Kushida believed she had a considerable chance of turning the tables. She was willing to give up many things if necessary.

----split line----

Time quickly came for Hayasaka and Kushida to meet as agreed.

Next to a vending machine, Kushida arrived early and bought a drink, which he sipped leisurely.

It's already 8 p.m., so basically no one would choose to go to a vending machine that's not exactly close to the dorm to buy a drink at this time, especially since there's only one lonely vending machine here. It's not worth making a special trip there; it's better to go to a convenience store near the dorm.

Kushida stood next to the vending machine, arms crossed, his fingers tapping impatiently against his arms.

Five minutes had passed since the agreed time, and she hadn't seen a single person, let alone a bird.

We can't be playing her for a fool again, can we?

Just as Kushida was hesitating about whether to continue waiting, a figure finally appeared in his field of vision.

A slender boy with short black hair and square-framed glasses appeared in front of her.

"Good evening, Kushida-senpai." The gentle and refined young man smiled warmly.

"Hello, senior," Kushida responded immediately. "Do you know me?"

"Now that we know each other, right? You're very punctual, and I like girls who are punctual."

The phrase "You're right on time" immediately made Kushida realize the identity of the visitor.

Even if someone has something on you, you wouldn't dare be late! Kushida thought to himself.

However, on the surface, she naturally wouldn't dare to act out like that, and instead smiled and asked.

"May I ask how I should address this senior, and what brings you here?"

“You can call me 'Hasaka',” the boy said. “That’s my middle name, that’s what my friends call me.”

"Yes, senior Hasaka."

"As for your purpose, I think Kushida-senpai should already understand through these text messages, right?" The boy pushed up his glasses. "As the most popular freshman, you don't want to give up these hard-won connections, do you?"

"I'm sorry, senpai, I don't quite understand what you mean." Kushida put on a convincing performance, his expression of confusion perfectly genuine. "Do you mean I'll lose my friend?"

"You did something like that in junior high school, do you really think your current friends will still associate with you if they find out?"

"S-Senpai, are you threatening me?" Kushida pretended to be scared and took a step back. "I didn't do anything offensive when I was in middle school... Wait, did you hear that from Sato-san?!"

“That’s right, Sato told me everything about what happened back then, and he even kept some of your ‘evidence’.” The boy smiled confidently, thinking he had won over Kushida, and moved closer to him.

“If it’s Sato-kun, then it really is my fault…” Kushida’s tone became low. “I really shouldn’t have done that. I now deeply realize my mistake.”

"If only you had known then what you know now," Hasaka said sarcastically. "Now that you've realized your mistake, I'll accept your apology on Sato's behalf."

"Indeed, I really shouldn't have had such a big fight with Sato-kun just because of a pen when I was in middle school."

"What? You're kidding me!"

Kushida wore a mocking expression, but stood still, letting the other man grab his collar.

"Don't be angry, senpai." Kushida immediately flashed a sweet smile. "I wouldn't kick someone when they're down, you know~"

Before he finished speaking, Kushida grabbed Hasaka's hands and moved them to his own D-cup.

Hasaka stretched out his five fingers like a signature, pressing his entire hand down on it.

"Oh dear, it seems my senior's fingerprints have accidentally been left on my school uniform. What if I accidentally let it slip in front of the teachers?"

"Huh? It's clearly you—"

"Senior, you seem to be in too much of a hurry. If you want to date me, it would be better to start as friends~"

"you--"

Kushida took out his phone, and the screen showed that it was recording.

"May I take a look at your phone, senior?"

"..."

"Oops, you accidentally pressed the record button on your phone, senior. Let me turn it off for you~"

Hasaka's face grew increasingly grim; being outmaneuvered by Kushida was completely unexpected.

“If there’s nothing else, senpai, I’m going back to my dorm. It’s not good for others to see us alone together so late at night.” After saying that, Kushida did a few more things on his phone and then turned the screen toward Hasaka.

The screen read: Transfer 50,000 points to me and I won't expose what you've been doing.

"..." Hasaka paused for a few seconds, "Tomorrow, I'll borrow some money from my classmates. I bought some things at the beginning of the month."

"Okay, then please contact me again later, senior." Kushida put away his phone and turned to leave.

"By the way, even though this place is very remote, there are still security cameras in the corners, right, senior?"

Hasaka remained where he was, and after a moment of silence, he kicked the vending machine next to him hard.

27. Perhaps we should be more frank in bed.

"Young Miss, that's how it happened."

Hasaka, disguised as Hayasaka, repeated the story to Chihaya.

"They only asked for 50000 points?" Chihaya was a little surprised. "It seems that Kushida is planning to sustainably exploit the situation. According to her understanding of a monthly income of 100000, 50000 is not an unaffordable price."

Should we give her money?

“Of course we should give her money.” Chihaya nodded. “How can we let her get cocky if we don’t give her money? Pride and complacency are the biggest enemies. What we need to do now is to support her.”

“Okay, I heard before that you can input points into a card and then get the points from the card, so that there is no transaction record.”

"Let's do it this way then. She'll have to pay it all back sooner or later, with interest." Chihaya didn't care about the 50000 points at all.

"Understood, I will contact her again tomorrow."

"Wouldn't it be more interesting to leave her hanging for a few days before revealing the truth?"

"Is this what they mean by the line between heaven and hell? As expected of the young lady." Hayasaka praised expressionlessly.

"If the Buddha Tathagata just slapped Sun Wukong down right away, what would be the point? It would be too simplistic and crude, and it's not like we're filming Crows Zero."

"It seems that you, young lady, prefer the feeling of manipulating people."

"Don't talk nonsense, I just wanted to give my old classmate a little surprise."

“Speaking of surprises, Miss, don’t you think we should give our hardworking and dutiful maid a surprise?” Hayasaka suddenly challenged.

"Hmm, if you love me so much, what do you want?"

"While I do have something I want, it wouldn't be a surprise if I said it out loud, would it?"

"Then I'll prepare quietly?" Chihaya probed. She knew that Hayasaka was a tech geek, skilled in hacking, and quite interested in electronic products.

At home, she could use all the latest fashions at will, but coming to this closed school, she naturally couldn't do the same as at home. Even her cell phone was provided by the school and she couldn't choose it herself.

"..." Hayasaka stared into Chihaya's eyes, "You're not planning to just buy me a computer and call it a day, are you?"

"The problem is I can't afford a 4090 right now," Chihaya said helplessly, spreading her hands. "If you want a Switch, you can buy one, but for a PS5, you'd need a TV."

"I don't want those things! Besides, I'm not that addicted to games!"

"Then... will you stay tonight to sleep? If you don't mind that the bed is small."

The two did share a bed quite a few times when they were young, but firstly, they were both still young, and secondly, Chihaya's room had a king-size bed, which would have been fine even for two adults.

"Of course I won't mind! I'll go get the nightgown in a bit~" Hayasaka's mood instantly improved, and then she got up and went to the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?" Chihaya asked.

"Making a midnight snack~" Hayasaka's tone was quite cheerful. "Although I ate dinner at 6 o'clock, it's almost 10 o'clock now, so it's time to have a midnight snack."

"Alright, alright." Chihaya gave in; since Hayasaka was happy, he wouldn't stop him.

----split line----

"So, Miss, I'll turn off the lights then?"

"okay."

With a click, the entire room plunged into darkness.

Chihaya lay on the bed, and soon Hayasaka came over to share the same pillow with him.

"It's not that crowded," Hayasaka said softly. "We could easily sleep another person."

"That's really not enough."

"Hmm, I don't think there will be a third person, otherwise it would just be another fly, wouldn't it?"

"...You really never hold back when it comes to saying something shocking."

"Hey."

"Can you play dumb with a little bit of emotion?"

"No, acting during the day is too tiring. Let me relax a bit in front of Miss." Hayasaka said, leaning closer to Chihaya and wrapping her arms around his. Then she took a deep breath.

"...Yes, thank you for your hard work, love."

In the darkness, Chihaya smiled and gently stroked Hayasaka's hair.

He was well aware of Hayasaka's hardships, since he couldn't handle everything personally in order to maintain his current persona. Therefore, some things had to be handled by Hayasaka on his behalf.