“Mom really is the best~”
Akiba Sakura came skipping down from the second floor to the first, smiling as she hugged Akiha Shiori’s arm and acted spoiled.
“I must have been possessed to agree to help you with something like this…”
“Hmph… it was clearly Mom’s idea~”
“Fine, fine. Go take a shower first. Your father will probably eat out again today, so I’ll wait for him later.”
“Okay~”
Akiba Sakura nodded with a smile.
Then, her eyes instinctively drifted toward the security door across from her own, and the corners of her mouth curled upward slightly.
‘Yuuma Tsugumu, you punk… you really think you can resist me? It’s not that simple!’
A glint of pride flashed through Akiba Sakura’s eyes.
‘Since he feels guilty towards me now, I’ll make good use of that guilt to properly raise my status in his heart!’
***
“Good morning~ Auntie Mariko~”
“Good morning, Sakura—”
Early in the morning, Akiba Sakura knocked on the Yuuma family’s door.
As the door slowly opened, she was met with Yuuma Mariko’s smile.
“Sakura, Tsuguo isn’t awake yet—”
As soon as Akiba Sakura stepped into the entrance hall, she received a hint from Yuuma Mariko.
“Leave it to me, Auntie. I guarantee I’ll wake him up~”
Akiba Sakura gave a brilliant smile and headed straight for the end of the hallway.
Looking at Akiba Sakura’s departing back, Yuuma Mariko could hardly suppress the grin on her face.
Just as she was about to close the door, she suddenly heard movement from across the way.
The door to the Akiba house opened again, and Akiha Shiori poked her head out sneakily.
After locking eyes with Yuuma Mariko, her lips also curved into a slight smile.
Akiha Shiori reached out a hand and gave a thumbs-up.
“Mm-hmm~”
Understanding the signal perfectly, Yuuma Mariko responded with a thumbs-up of her own.
***
“Tsuguo… kun…”
Akiba Sakura tiptoed to the door of Yuuma Tsugumu’s room.
First, she called out softly to see if there was any movement inside; after all, he might have already woken up.
There was no response.
‘That means this little piglet hasn’t woken up yet…’
Akiba Sakura gently turned the doorknob, revealing the familiar interior of the room.
The room was currently pitch black, with the curtains drawn tight.
However, because Akiba Sakura had opened the door, the light from outside successfully entered, allowing her to at least see the situation inside.
Akiba Sakura walked over quickly and pulled the curtains open—the sunlight from outside instantly illuminated every corner of the room.
Turning toward Yuuma Tsugumu’s bed, she found him still fast asleep.
“Hmph… how lazy~”
Akiba Sakura walked over with a “kind” expression and plopped down next to him.
“Sleeping like a little piglet. Tsuguo, oh Tsuguo, what would you do without me?”
Looking at Yuuma Tsugumu’s messy hair and listening to his steady breathing, Akiba Sakura didn’t seem to be in a hurry to wake him up with her feet today.
‘Look at this guy… even though danger is approaching, he’s still so fearless…’
As she looked at him, the revised “NTR Grand Plan” resurfaced in her mind.
‘Since he feels guilty towards me right now, he’ll accommodate me in every way. The first two days of guilt are the golden window. Conquering Scrub Tsugumi in two days—that won’t be a problem at all!’
Akiba Sakura hummed a little tune, her heart leaping with joy—she could already see herself successfully capturing him, then finding a Yellow Hair to cuckold him, watching the despairing, lightless expression on his face.
‘But… with those long bangs covering his eyes, I feel like I’m missing out on ten dollars’ worth of content—’
As an “NTR Master,” she could naturally read despair from facial expressions, but she also lived to read the dull, lifeless gaze in a victim’s eyes.
The combination of the two was an indispensable part of her pleasure.
‘What a shame… if this guy cut his annoying bangs, I’d be able to enjoy even more of his expressions…’
A trace of regret flashed through her heart, but she soon shook her head to dismiss it.
‘Whatever, that’s nothing compared to the “Childhood Friend NTR.” Now, let’s get back to the main point!’
Akiba Sakura remembered her purpose.
She stood up and raised her foot toward Yuuma Tsugumu’s face.
Just as she was about to step on him, she suddenly saw something unbelievable.
Her raised foot pulled back.
She stared blankly at him, her mind repeating the words ‘no way’ over and over.
Just as she had raised her foot, Yuuma Tsugumu happened to roll over.
Those long bangs that usually sealed his looks away suddenly parted like clouds revealing the sun, showing a glimpse of his original appearance.
Even as his childhood friend, this was the first time Akiba Sakura had seen the face beneath the hair since he started growing it out in middle school.
As he finished rolling over, the long bangs returned to their place, but even that brief moment gave Akiba Sakura a shock.
‘The guy on the bed… who is he?’
She stood there dazed for a moment, then leaned down somewhat unwillingly, reaching out both hands to gently part his long bangs.
The person before her was so familiar yet so strange—familiar because his hair was still a messy, unkempt disaster, but the sleeping face beneath the bangs, while still holding a trace of boyish arrogance, could no longer hide the striking handsomeness that met her eyes.
‘He’s… a bit handsome, damn it…’
Akiba Sakura stared as if her eyes were about to fall out.
In her past life, she had never had such thoughts when looking at other men.
After all, in her eyes, those men were just “Victims” for her to play with.
While Yuuma Tsugumu’s true face still showed some characteristics from when he was a child, his overall features were now quite handsome, forcing even Akiba Sakura to admit that ‘this guy is pretty hot.’
Previously, she had simply thought of him as a pure Gloomy Man.
Those long bangs were like a blindfold; at most, she could occasionally see a hint of his eyes.
But it wasn’t until today that she realized—this guy was a total hottie!
‘D-Damn it…’
Looking at this face, Akiba Sakura felt a strange bitterness in her heart.
‘Yuuma Tsugumu… you punk, you actually look this good…’
For some reason, she started to get angry.
She pinched his cheeks with both hands, wishing she could knead that face into a different shape.
‘Who told you to… grow up to be this handsome on your own…’
With a dark expression, she slowly stood up and silently raised her foot again.
‘You… just die!’
Aiming right at the handsome face that had been sealed away by his bangs again, Akiba Sakura kicked him directly.
“AAAGH!!!!”
***
Following the scream, Yuuma Mariko downstairs seemed quite used to it.
‘Though, the decibel level of that scream was a bit high today…’