Tokyo: I'm bound to the evil women!

Upon seeing his actions, Chiyo Mio's smile froze for a moment, and Shiratori Saki's body visibly trembled.

Neither of them appeared as composed as they seemed, especially as Fujiwara Matsu drew closer, even though Chiya Mio was still smiling.

Song, he wouldn't really do anything to me, would he? No, no, he would never do that. Wait, why is he getting closer again?

Recalling the excitement she had just experienced and the changed atmosphere, she panicked a little.

But Chiyo quickly revealed her confident smile, while Shiratori Saki turned her head away, not daring to look, but to her, this was almost an admission.

As he approached, Fujiwara Matsu raised his hand and extended it toward the two of them.

Chiyo's pupils dilated, and then she covered her head. Shiratori Saki didn't escape either. Because of her shyness, this didn't even arouse her instinctive retaliation. However, she didn't feel much pain.

After giving each of them a flick on the forehead, Fujiwara Matsu sat back down and rolled his eyes at Chiya Mio.

"What are you doing, you bastards!"

"Huh? Matsu, are you shy?"

Seeing Fujiwara Matsu's reaction, Chiya Mio instantly snapped out of the situation and casually teased him.

Fujiwara Matsu's lips twitched slightly, but he ultimately ignored her.

Chiyo Mio had achieved her goal, so she didn't stay too long. After playing for a while, she got bored and left with Shiratori Saki.

"Perverted foot fetish~"

However, before leaving, she still left behind this sentence.

"Fujiwara-kun, um... these are all fine, they're very reasonable ideas, so there's no need to feel too pressured."

Shiratori Saki seems to be offering comfort, but she's actually rubbing salt into the wound.

He took a deep breath; her words of comfort left him speechless. Finally, he managed to stammer out:

"Thank you so much! Remember not to tell anyone!"

"That's hard to say, Matsu~"

"I will keep your secret."

…………

By the weekend, Fujiwara Matsu had already found a part-time job. It's not hard for high school students to find part-time work; he found one in just a little time over the weekend.

The schedule is reasonable; there's no situation where you have to go every day, and you only have to go for half a day on weekends.

"Senior Shiratori, this is my schedule."

"Huh? A work schedule?"

"Well, didn't we agree to make up for what we did last time? When do you have time?"

"How about this weekend?"

"Um."

After chatting with Shiratori Saki, Fujiwara Matsu went into his classroom.

"Matsu~, good morning."

Upon hearing the familiar greeting, Fujiwara Matsu looked up at Chiya Misaki not far away.

"Good morning, Mikura-san."

With just one sentence, he saw a clear threatening look on Chiya Mio's face, even though she was still smiling.

Recalling what happened over the weekend, he gave in.

"Berry, morning."

Chiya Mio repeated it again using a different title, and only then was she satisfied.

but……

"Hey, Fujiwara, how did things get to this point with Chiya-kun?"

A short, chubby boy approached Fujiwara Matsu's side; this was his deskmate, Tanaka Yu.

"They're all called..."

He really didn't dare to utter that name. Nowadays, apart from Fujiwara Matsu, anyone who used that name would most likely be strangled by the "air".

Do you think I want to yell?

His lips twitched; he realized he was being completely threatened.

However, this incident quickly passed, and they had gotten used to the relationship between Fujiwara Matsu and Chiya Mio.

Later, the topic turned into other gossip.

"Have you heard? A girl from Class D hasn't come to school for several days."

"Really? I heard it was disgusting, a guy hanging around a bunch of guys and bullying other girls, and then..."

Fujiwara Matsu didn't care much about these rumors; they ultimately had nothing to do with him.

After all, he wasn't Chiya Mio, and he couldn't change the influence of the "atmosphere." If someone was really being bullied, he could only help out.

Since he had already informed Shiratori Saki, he forgot to tell Chiya Mio about his part-time job during his lunch break.

It was time for afternoon PE class.

In the course, daily training is unavoidable. Although Fujiwara Matsu has added points to his Sanda skills, he has not invested in physical fitness.

So he jogged a few laps, but was still panting just as much as before.

This was already a weakness for Chiya Mio.

The girl, with her hair in a ponytail, stood beside him, a stark contrast to his panting state. She chuckled softly and spoke:

"Matsu, didn't you say you occasionally practiced self-defense techniques, and your forearms had gotten a bit thicker? How come they're still the same as before?"

Um... Fujiwara Matsu was momentarily stunned by the question.

"Practicing self-defense skills without much physical training."

"But I'm feeling better now, so it means it was effective."

He forced himself to calm his breathing, pretending that he had already recovered.

"Yeah?"

Chiya Mio took another step closer, looking at Fujiwara Matsu with a smile, but he felt an inexplicable pressure.

"You didn't learn this technique all of a sudden, did you, Song?"

Sure enough, did you guess it?

Her seemingly random remark made Fujiwara Matsu realize something, but what could she do even if she did?

"Where do you find skills that you suddenly learn? Mio, how could you have such an idea? It's so unrealistic."

He spoke with a light laugh, his tone laced with sarcasm, as if mocking Chiya Mio's unrealistic expectations.

"Is that so..."

Chiya Mio simply uttered a meaningful sentence and then gave up asking further questions.

Fujiwara Matsu didn't feel that he had gotten over the matter. However, Chiya Mio chose not to ask further. She knew and confirmed her secret, but she didn't delve into it.

After all, she couldn't have imagined such a thing; human imagination has its limits.

"Matsumoto, you're really unique~"

Dominance: 28% - 29%

She casually uttered those words, then turned to interact with others, leaving Fujiwara Matsu standing there, her emotions unreadable.

A cheat code?

The blue light screen danced before his eyes, and he was somewhat lost in thought.

After school, Fujiwara Matsu didn't have a shift today and didn't need to go to his part-time job, so he still came to the literature club.

The two girls were already there in the literary club. Since they had been there many times before, Shiratori Saki had a seat and sat down by herself after making tea.

"Matsu, you're here. Don't you have to go to work today?"

Because the matter had been discussed over the weekend, Chiya Mio was aware of it and had already prepared a contingency plan for him not to come. She was somewhat surprised to see him arrive.

"Ah, I wasn't scheduled to work today, so I came."

However, Shiratori Saki didn't react much, as if she already knew he would come.

She noticed Shiratori Saki's expression, frowned in confusion, and her expression gradually changed, revealing displeasure, which Fujiwara Matsu read.

"Matsu, did you forget to tell me about the shift schedule?"

"Sazaki, why aren't you surprised at all? Did Matsu already show you the schedule?"

"When did you two become so close?"