When they finally erged from the changing room, fifteen minutes had passed.
Tsubaki Rurikawsa was still wearing her exquisite black-and-white maid outfit, appearing mostly unchanged on the surface. However, the rosy flush on her beautiful face, her watery blue eyes, and the invisible aura of post-coital charm radiating from her body told a different story.
Even without those signs, a man and a woman staying in a tiny changing room for that long... the shop assistant didn't believe for a second they were just taking selfies. She was speechless. To think soone would actually have sex in a clothing store—she was almost impressed by their audacity.
The clerk watched the black-haired boy stroll out with his hands behind his back, looking completely relaxed. She wore a fake smile, intending to step forward and give him a stern lecture. But the mont her eyes t Alex’s, her body shuddered.
Wait...
It was just so lewd fun in a changing room, what’s the big deal? I’m making a fuss over nothing. No, if anyone else did sothing so filthy in the store, I wouldn't tolerate it. But if it’s this boy... it’s perfectly fine.
Under Alex’s hypnosis and psychological suggestion, the clerk imdiately threw her indignation out of her mind. She replaced her professional mask with a smile far warr and sweeter—a genuine, heartfelt expression. Her body, wrapped in her office uniform, shifted subtly to showcase her curves to him.
Tsk tsk... As Alex passed the clerk, he gave her firm butt a hard, secret squeeze. The molested clerk’s face turned crimson and her legs trembled, but she managed to keep her composure. "Sir, how... how was the fit? Did you find anything you like?"
"Wrap all of these up," Alex said, pointing to a selection of the most daring and erotic lingerie styles. Tsubaki’s service in the changing room had been incredible, but that was mostly her own charm; the underwear hadn't really been "tested" yet. Alex wasn't in the mood for shopping anymore; he just wanted to buy whatever they liked and head ho.
"Alex, you’re so bold. Weren't you afraid of being caught?" Saki Yoshida whispered into his ear as she leaned close. "You didn't see the way that clerk was looking at earlier... It's fine at ho, but at least try to hold back a little in public."
"Saki, are you jealous?"
Flush—
"Who’s jealous?! That’s not it!" Saki stomped her foot, her long hair swaying. "Do you have any idea how awkward it was for to stand outside the door? The clerk definitely heard the sounds you two were making."
"I know. But it doesn't matter if she heard. She doesn't mind, does she?"
"Eh?"
As Alex spoke, he looked toward the clerk. Finding him looking at her, she imdiately gave him a shy, adoring smile. Saki stared in shock. The clerk had looked so weirded out just monts ago—how did she suddenly change?
"Alex... is it your power?"
"Just keep it to yourself. Even if we're caught, I have a hundred ways to bypass the risk. Relax," Alex said, sliding his arm around Saki's soft waist and inhaling her scent. "Next ti, I'll take you in for a 'session.' It’s quite a thrill~"
"..." Saki’s face turned bright red. She couldn't bring herself to say no. She just lowered her head and murmured, "Ugh, Alex, you pervert... you only know how to be reckless."
Before she could finish, a credit card appeared in front of her.
"Hmm? What’s this?"
"You don't have any money on you, right? This is for you, Saki."
"I... I can't take this," she tried to decline, shaking her head vigorously.
"Take it. It’s inconvenient to have no money. Do you plan on following us every ti you want to buy sothing? Besides, your mother moved here, and you are my woman."
"Take it, Saki," Tsubaki said, walking over gracefully after paying. She smiled gently. "Master’s money all belongs to Miss Mila anyway. Don't be shy. The money I carry is the sa."
Alex: "..." Tsubaki, do you enjoy watching be a 'kept man' that much? You think that’ll break my pride? Please, I don't care about living off a woman’s wealth as long as I’m the one in charge.
The thick-skinned Alex snorted and gave Tsubaki’s thigh a hard squeeze. Her skin was incredibly soft yet firm and elastic. You couldn't tell just by looking, but the legs under that maid skirt were wonderfully fleshy. Tsubaki’s figure was truly top-tier. Even though she was only a high schooler, her body could rival that of a mature, sexy woman. She was a natural-born succubus.
"Alright then..." Saki thought about it and finally took the card. "Alex, is there a lot of money in here?"
"About five million yen or so."
"That much...?"
Was five million yen a lot? Not really. Alex waved his hand dismissively. "Let's go. It’s ti to head back. Yori made dinner to welco you. Once your transfer papers are processed, I'll introduce you to so new friends..." He was referring to Chi-chan, Yui, and the others.
"A transfer student at this ti of year? Isn't that weird?" Tsubaki tilted her head. Sumr break was only two days away. A new student showing up now was indeed strange.
"Tsubaki, did you forget that you were a transfer student too?" Alex looked at her sideways, his arms around both beauties as they left the store, drawing gazes of pure envy from every man on the street. "By the way, Tsubaki, your previous school was a prestige school, right?"
"St. Hua Girls' Academy. It’s an elite girls' school. Why do you ask, Master?" Tsubaki was confused. An elite girls' school... wait. Is Master planning so new 'ga' again?
"Just curious. Did you have any friends there?"
"Friends..." Tsubaki paused, as if recalling sothing, then shook her head. "Even if I did, now that the Rurikawsa family has fallen... those people wouldn't want to be friends with a disgraced lady. Besides, I’ve made a clean break from my past self. Now, I am Master’s maid. Nothing more."
Alex was about to say sothing when a sudden voice interrupted him.
"Alex?!"
Who was calling him? He looked toward the crowded intersection. A very conspicuous woman was standing there. She was conspicuous because she had a stunning, fox-like face, a bombshell body, and blonde hair that shimred in the sunlight. She was a walking advertisent for sex.
"Mihowa Shirakawa?"
"Call Professor Shirakawa," she said, walking over aggressively. Her angry expression was mixed with relief. "Where have you been? Professor Miyui said you aren't answering her calls, and you've skipped class for so many days..."
Alex ignored the beautiful teacher’s lecture and her hands-on-hips bossy attitude. Instead, he focused on the stranger standing next to her. A young man.
Is this... Mihowa Shirakawa’s fiancé?
"Alex?" Noticing the boy's gaze on her boyfriend, Mihowa’s tone weakened. She lost her montum. Looking at Alex, then at her boyfriend, she rembered what had happened during their last "private tutoring" session. She felt a sudden, intense guilt. Has Alex been skipping school because of ? Because of my fiancé... did he get his heart broken and didn't want to see ?
The beautiful and naive teacher began to let her imagination run wild. She didn't notice the sinister, wicked smirk spreading across Alex’s lips.
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