Chapter 20: Chizuru, Shirakawa & Kyouko

"Alright, we won't bother him or give him any trouble anymore. But, Hiakri, can't you offer us a place to hang out after school? Maybe… your place?"

Hiakri sighed as the three girls each took turns speaking up. "So, what you three really want is a party at my place after school?"

Their eyes lit up as they nodded eagerly, "Yes! Exactly that!"

"Well, I do have a place, and there's a brand-new console in it. If you three can find where it is, go ahead, throw all the parties you want," Hiakri said casually with a shrug.

He remembered these three bad girls always talking about having after-school hangouts. But so far, they seemed stuck at just planning it, not quite knowing where to go yet. They'd never actually organized anything like that.

Hosting these three at his place… that'd be no small hassle. But he wasn't too worried. If they somehow managed to find his apartment, he'd just have to teach them a lesson on what real toughness looked like.

The girls' eyes sparkled with excitement at his words.

Meanwhile, listening from nearby, Imaizumi Keita, who had been bullied, felt both grateful and relieved.

"Phew! Thank goodness they'll be going to Hiakri's place and not mine. If they came to my place, they'd probably trash the whole apartment."

He breathed a sigh of relief, silently cheering for Hiakri as he left.

Once he was gone, the girls got even bolder. Reina, the blonde, had slipped her hand under Hiakri's shirt, tracing his chest muscles. Yukina, the redhead, was brushing her fingers along his back. And the petite, twin-tailed Riri was casting glances down at his crotch.

Just as Hiakri was about to reprimand them and suggest settling things properly in the gym, something unexpected happened.

"Hey! What are you three doing? Stop bullying our classmate!"

A voice full of righteous fury echoed through the room, halting the girls' mischief.

Hiakri looked over and saw a serious-looking girl with purple hair and red eyes, her uniform perfectly pressed, and her expression radiating justice as she fixed a stern glare at them.

Before he could respond, Reina sneered, "Oh, if it isn't Class Monitor Chizuru. What, Class Prez, you think you can tell us what to do?"

The class monitor, Tsurume Chizuru, met their defiance without flinching. "Step away from Hiakri right now, or I'm getting the teacher!"

"You… uhn!" Reina had opened her mouth to retort but was suddenly silenced by a sharp, stinging sensation that caused her to yelp.

While the other two girls didn't share the exact experience, they both flinched, feeling similar stinging sensations, and stepped back in shock.

"Fine, we won't argue with you this time, Class Prez."

The girls gave Chizuru a glare but retreated nonetheless. As they left, they turned back to Hiakri with a wink, "See you after school, Hiakri. Party at your place, don't forget!"

Chizuru watched them go, then turned to Hiakri with a puzzled look. "What's that about? What do they mean by a party after school?"

Smiling at her righteousness, Hiakri waved it off. "Oh, nothing much. They just wanted to meet up at my place later for a study group. You know, the four of us, working hard together."

Chizuru nodded approvingly. "Ah, I see! That's wonderful. If you can guide them back onto the right path and study together, that's great."

Hiakri laughed, "I'll try. So, what brings you over here, Class Prez?"

Chizuru blinked, remembering her task. "Oh, right! I came to collect your homework and, oh! Shirakawa-Sensei asked me to call you to her office."

Hiakri shrugged, "Homework? Oops, I forgot to finish it. Can I give it to you tomorrow instead?"

Chizuru scowled, tapping her desk in disappointment. "Hiakri, have you been hanging around those bad girls too much? You're forgetting your homework now?"

Hiakri nodded solemnly, "You're right, it's from all that tutoring I've been doing for Reina and her friends. It took a lot of effort."

Chizuru's face softened, and she looked at him with a hint of guilt, "Oh, I see… I'm sorry for misunderstanding, Hiakri. You really are selfless. Hand it in tomorrow, then."

"Alright. And don't worry—I'll see Shirakawa-Sensei soon."

Watching her leave with a small look of gratitude, Hiakri chuckled, shaking his head. "She's so full of justice and innocence."

With memories of his past life, he understood her personality well. With a few words, she was easily swayed.

"Hmm, Class Prez Chizuru has her own storyline, right?"

Hiakri's eyes turned cold for a moment, a sharp glint of determination in his gaze as he activated his Pure Love Aura Vision on her.

Looking at Chizuru's silhouette, he saw a pure, bright white aura surrounding her.

"Such a clean, clear white aura, not mixed with any other color. Looks like she'll be safe for the next few days."

Feeling relieved, he checked the auras of the three bad girls and some other classmates, confirming they too glowed white. Satisfied, he got up and headed for the teacher's office.

———

Hiakri knocked politely at the door to the teacher's office.

"Come in."

A mature woman's voice answered, and as he opened the door, he saw only two teachers inside.

One was a beautiful woman with waist-length black hair, a slender waist, and an ample figure, her sharp gaze focused on reprimanding a male student.

The other was a blonde, also stunning, with an equally impressive figure, waving at Hiakri with a friendly smile.

"Hiakri! Over here!" Shirakawa Miwa called.

"Hello, Sensei." Hiakri greeted the blonde teacher respectfully as he approached her desk.

"Take a seat."

Shirakawa's tone was gentle, contrasting with the severe scolding the black-haired teacher, Tsukishima Kyoko, was giving the other student nearby.

He sat down across from Shirkawa Miwa's desk, and, moving her chair closer, she leaned in slightly, a faint fragrance of lavender drifting toward him.

Sitting this close, Hiakri caught sight of the way her movements emphasized her humongous breasts.

After respectfully observing, he looked up and asked, "Is something wrong, Sensei?"

Shirakawa chuckled, her smile charming but mischievous. "Before we get into that, Hiakri, is there anything you'd like to tell me? Like, oh, perhaps something involving breaking school rules?"

Hiakri gave her a puzzled look. "Rules? What are you talking about? I'm a model student—you even praised me for it once, remember?"

Shirakawa giggled, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her expression playful, she leaned back, her neckline dipping slightly, showcasing her impressive curves.

"Hiakri, you're a terrible liar. I checked the classroom during first period, and you were nowhere to be found. Still want to stick with that story?"

Crossing her arms, her chest shook slightly with her laughter, and she playfully wagged her finger at him, feigning a stern expression.

"Oh, so now you're telling me you didn't skip class?"

Hiakri's expression remained unwavering. "Sensei, I think you may be mistaken. First period isn't your class, right?"

Shirakawa put on a pout, leaning forward with a cute but exaggerated frown, her finger pointed accusingly at him. "Oh, so now you're trying to weasel your way out? I'm the assistant homeroom teacher—I have to keep an eye on you guys! I checked your seat, and it was empty. Do you think you can just brush that off?"

Her mock frustration, along with her puffed-up cheeks, only made her seem more endearing.

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