They are really too low!

Actually, it wasn't that he didn't want to take action, but rather that he was thinking about what would happen after he did. What Rio Futaba gave him was his thought process after taking action.

"It's nothing. I wish you and your friend success." Rio Futaba gave a subtle but effective jab.

“I hope so.” Hoshino suddenly looked closely at the girl’s face. “However, Futaba, you don’t seem to have looked at me at all today.”

"I'm not interested in boys' faces," Rio Futaba said calmly.

However, as Hoshino got a little closer, she lowered her head somewhat awkwardly, pursed her lips tightly, and looked away, her small hand holding the pliers trembling slightly.

Until his breath touched her cheek, her ears and neck gradually turned red. This distance made her heart pound and even her breathing stop.

"Upon closer inspection, you're actually quite cute."

Rio Futaba was slightly taken aback, then suddenly looked up and saw that the guy had already retreated, with a faint smile on his face. His actions just now seemed to be just deliberately teasing her.

Just as she was getting annoyed, Hoshino saw that he had run away after flirting with her.

Rio Futaba took a deep breath, patted her cheeks, and calmed herself down.

Immediately, she took out her phone and began fabricating what had just happened in the group chat.

……

At this moment, in the third-grade classroom.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was slumped over her desk, scrolling through her phone out of boredom, when she saw a new message pop up in the group chat and clicked on it.

At first, I thought it was an innocent little kitten returning to report her good news, but I didn't expect it to be the group owner posting her love stories again.

It seems a scheming woman has appeared this time, trying to seduce the male protagonist. However, the group admin remains calm and composed, continuing her experiments in the lab. Before long, the male protagonist obediently returns.

To reward the well-behaved dog, the group leader specially wore black stockings, sat on the table herself, and let the male protagonist sit on the chair. Then she deliberately stretched out her jade feet to tease the male protagonist, moving up from between his thighs, making the male protagonist blush.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was astonished. The group owner's stories were really too erotic. She was initially skeptical, but she couldn't resist the many details the group owner added.

What was it that his tongue was warm and moist, what made her pantyhose sticky and cling even tighter to her skin, what was it that stomped heavily on him?

Even if it's not entirely true, probably half of the content is based on personal experience.

Kasumigaoka Utaha usually treats the group leader's short stories as just that—short stories after the rain—thinking that she might use them in her novels sometime in the future.

But now, thinking of her novel, Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes dimmed slightly, and she smiled self-deprecatingly. Compared to her, it seemed that the group leader's short stories were more marketable.

If the group leader is willing to put pen to paper, she will definitely have a place in the world of dark fiction.

Even Kasumigaoka Utaha wouldn't dare to dream of such a scenario, but the group leader experiences it every day. It's really hard to imagine what kind of ordeal the group leader's boyfriend has gone through.

At this moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha discovers that the innocent little kitten has already come online.

"Innocent Kitten: I'm so envious of the group owner!"

"Innocent Kitten: But hehehe, I also ate something delicious just now!"

"Innocent Kitten: It's really delicious. The group owner wasn't lying. It was a little uncomfortable at first because it was so big that I could only hold the tip."

"Innocent Kitten: But, with a little effort, I was still able to swallow half of it, and in the end, he couldn't help but pour it down my throat."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was stunned when she saw the other party excitedly sending a series of messages.

Immediately afterwards, she turned off her phone, her cheeks slightly flushed, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed. How come even innocent kittens are starting to serialize short stories now?

Chapter 85 I'm Best at Dealing with Boys

Rio Futaba also saw the content posted by the innocent little cat and was somewhat skeptical of its credibility.

She didn't just have random suspicions; it was based on rigorous reasoning.

If the innocent kitten really has a connection with Hoshino Mi, then the girl who suddenly confessed to Hoshino Mi is the other person. She and Hoshino Mi must have been in the library just now, right?

However, Hoshino Mi appears here, and the timing doesn't quite match up.

If they ate lunch together, it makes sense; Hoshino had likely eaten lunch with the other person before coming to the science classroom.

However, Rio Futaba had some doubts about what happened next in the story of the innocent kitten.

Eating bento boxes and doing bad things, how can you possibly keep up with the time?

Rio Futaba felt that the other person was exaggerating. She didn't mean to judge others by her own standards; she was simply puzzled.

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): Did you guys do this at school?"

"Innocent Kitten: No, no, it hasn't been done yet, but it's just a little bit..."

"Innocent Kitten: He was initially unwilling, but faced with my charm, he quickly succumbed and couldn't help but beg me. In the end, I had no choice but to reluctantly help him."

Rio Futaba immediately recognized the tone of this person who wanted to show off but pretended to be relaxed; she was all too familiar with it—it sounded like a lie.

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): Did you give him oral sex?"

"Innocent Kitten: Wow! That's so direct!"

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): Didn't you just share your specific feelings? Why are you shy now?"

"Innocent kitten: Waaaaah... I was just... I was so excited."

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): Is it good?"

"Innocent Kitten: Please stop... I have to remember it again..."

Rio Futaba became increasingly certain that the little yakiniku was lying; the weak tone in her voice was completely inconsistent with what she was saying.

Even if it's about physical strength, it's probably Hoshino who will be the one to become strong.

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): It seems like you're going to have a very happy life from now on. If there's anything you don't know how to do, you can tell me."

"Innocent Kitten: Eh, really?

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): Of course, I don't mind."

"Beaker Barista (Group Owner): If you're worried about exposing your personal information in the group, you can talk to me privately. I'm the best at dealing with these kinds of young guys."

"Innocent little kitten: Touching.jpg"

Rio Futaba smiled slightly. Who exactly was the person who managed to get Hoshino Mi to come to the library?

She'll find out the answer soon; hopefully it's just a beautiful misunderstanding.

……

On the other side, Eriri also saw the messages sent by the two of them, her face flushed red, and she quickly closed the group chat.

"Your face looks so red. Did you see something just now?" someone asked curiously.

"N-nothing, I just accidentally saw a meme online." Eriri tried her best to maintain her innocent image, fanning herself with her small hand. "It must be because the classroom is a bit hot."

Although she pestered Hoshino every day at school, in front of others, she was still the pure and excellent student in the class.

She couldn't understand or wanted to understand the oral sex experiences discussed in the group chat!

Damn it, now it's not just the group admin, even the little cat is posting this kind of thing in the group. Is she trying to show off that she can do whatever she wants with her boyfriend?

Eriri deeply regretted helping him back then. She hadn't even tasted Hoshino Mi's food yet, and instead, she was forced to eat a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

"Hey, could it be news about Hoshino-kun?" Her best friend gave her that teasing look again.

"What? No way!" Eriri said, a little embarrassed and annoyed. "Don't keep bringing up that guy. I don't care what he's doing at all!"

"Yes, yes, it's not news about Hoshino-kun." The friend next to me nodded.

This act of merely going along with the performance only made Eriri feel more embarrassed and annoyed, because she really hadn't received any message from Hoshino.

Actually, besides her, there were other people in the corner of the classroom who were also shy.

Fuka Mikazuki blushed and secretly added the group owner as a friend. It wasn't that she really wanted to discuss how to "tame" men with the group owner, but rather that she simply wanted to learn some strange knowledge, preferably through real experience.

That way, she can perform better next time and satisfy Hoshino.

Mikazuki Fuka found herself preferring the passive role, especially when Hoshino Mi held her head down; this forceful feeling made it impossible for her to refuse.

In other words, she enjoys being manipulated and enjoys being pinned down and disciplined by Hoshino Mi.

The more the girl thought about it, the more ashamed she felt. She couldn't help but lie face down on the table, her forehead touching the cold surface, making muffled noises. Steam was practically rising from her little head.

Even though she had been taught a lesson, she felt no anger or resentment. Instead, she felt quite comfortable and even wanted to do it again, trying her best to cooperate with Hoshino.

She was definitely not suited for this kind of thing; she preferred being a puppy to her owner.

Fortunately, the group members didn't know about this; they probably didn't realize it.

Mikazuki Fuka felt a little guilty, so she embellished her image slightly, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to say it directly.

Everyone hoped she would prepare Hoshino Mi's sauce, but unexpectedly, she was taught a lesson by Hoshino Mi instead.

However, the group admin is right, that stuff really is delicious.

"I hope I can eat this again next time," Mikazuki Fuka thought to herself, lost in her own thoughts.

……

In the afternoon, during PE class, after finishing her warm-up exercises, Hoshino suddenly thought of Kasugano Sora and wondered if her small frame could handle it.

Their class is taking volleyball as an elective this semester, but the physical education teacher in charge is still the same familiar face. Hoshino remembers that he taught track and field, swimming and gymnastics when he was in the first year of high school.

It seems that the physical education teachers in Japan are healthier and more energetic than those at a certain University of Tokyo.

After teaching the basic principles, the teacher then allowed the students to master the principles on their own.

"Want to practice for a bit?" Hoshino asked, holding a volleyball and standing next to Yukino Yukinoshita.

“I can play volleyball, so I don’t need you to do that for now.” Yukino Yukinoshita adjusted her breathing. She was wearing a short-sleeved sports uniform, which revealed a lot of skin compared to her usual school uniform, but her chest was still flat.

"Compared to this wall in front of you, I think I'm slightly better at volleyball."

Yukino Yukinoshita remained silent for a moment, while Hoshino, somewhat confused, looked at the wall in front of her again.

"Is it your friend?" Hoshino asked apologetically. "I'm sorry, I'm the one who disturbed you."

"It seems that some people's judgment is not bad. I think that compared to some people, at least Mr. Wall would not be so rude, nor would he show a fake smile and maintain a hypocritical social relationship."

Yukino Yukinoshita gave him a cold look, and seemed to be angry.

Hoshino smiled and asked, "So this is Yukinoshita-san's definition of 'friend'?"

"Friends are equal relationships where you can grow together. You've only exchanged a few words and played a few games with someone, so what's the difference between you and a wall?"

As she spoke, a slightly mocking smile appeared on Yukino Yukinoshita's lips.

“You should be able to understand this level of explanation, right?” Yukino Yukinoshita said, “Although I have doubts about your understanding.”

I understand now; she's really strict with her friends.

"I can understand a little bit, but how do you find a friend like that?"

"That's surprising. Someone who's made so many friends would ask such a question." Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at him sideways. "What does 'friend' mean to you? Who are the people you respect?"

"Who is someone worthy of recognition?" Hoshino continued to ask. "If there's no one worthy of recognition, will Yukinoshita-san continue to be alone?"

"Heh, you'd think you'd completely misunderstand me if you asked that." Yukino Yukinoshita gave a slightly sarcastic smile. "What's the point of having a lot of fake friends if you don't have any real ones?"

Hoshino finally understood. Yukino Yukinoshita didn't like her way of socializing. She cared about the quality of her friends. No wonder she always looked disgusted.

"I'm a little curious, what should you do if you approve of someone but they don't approve of you?"

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned and said, "You're making a preconceived notion, so I don't need to answer."

"Anything is possible. I just wanted to discuss it with you." Hoshino smiled slightly. "Or perhaps, Yukinoshita-san, you've never considered this possibility?"

“If the other party cannot recognize my value, it only means that their judgment is flawed.” Yukino Yukinoshita took a deep breath and calmed herself down. “Instead of caring about other people’s opinions, it is better to make myself impeccable first. This is the right solution.”

Immediately afterwards, Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes sharpened.

"And why should I discuss such personal topics with you?"

“Maybe he’s jealous of Wall-kun.” Hoshino stroked his chin. “Seeing you getting along so well with him, he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.”

"Is this the latest trendy lame joke?" Yukino Yukinoshita asked calmly.

Hoshino, unimpressed, leisurely picked up his volleyball and began practicing, repeatedly slapping the wall next to Yukino Yukinoshita.

Yukino Yukinoshita remained silent and slightly distanced herself from him.

The two didn't exchange a word until get out of class ended.

Hoshino saw that he was covered in sweat. After changing his clothes, it was already the last class of the day.