"Why are you following me, Aria?"
"I should be the one asking that. Why are you tailing me, Iris?"
Iris and Aria are currently hiding behind some bushes near the gazebo where Perseus and Vincent are talking. Both of them are curious about what Perseus and Vincent are discussing, since it sounds serious. But they can hardly hear anything except faint bits and pieces.
"Why me, Perseus?"
"That's because I love you, Vincent."
Hearing those words come out of Perseus's mouth made Aria and Iris clench their fists without realizing it. To them, every word that comes out of Perseus's mouth is a lie. No one knows what truth and lies she mixes into every sentence.
"That sneaky girl..." Iris said softly, but it was clear from her expression that she was annoyed.
Aria glanced silently to the side. She felt the same way as Iris. But she tried to hide her annoyance by keeping a blank face.
"Maybe I heard wrong. Can you say that again?"
"That's because I love you. You are my prince. I want to have you completely, all to myself. By taking over everything that belongs to you."
Aria and Iris opened their mouths at the same time, but no words came out. Clearly, they were shocked.
"Is she going to do the same thing as six years ago? Doesn't she regret it?" Iris was even more annoyed, her brows furrowing as she remembered that incident. The incident that separated them all.
"What does she mean by taking over everything that belongs to Vincent?" Aria asked Iris, confused. Iris let out a short sigh.
"When she says everything, she means everything that belongs to Vincent. Including his new family and his father's company inheritance." Iris answered confidently. Because she believed the current Perseus was really capable of doing that.
Especially since she also knew Perseus had recently been spreading her good name all over the city. There must be something behind her flashy actions lately, Iris thought.
"How is she going to do it? Can she really take over everything that belongs to Vincent? Isn't she still a high school girl like us?" Aria asked innocently. Iris glanced at her briefly and nodded slightly.
"She has the ability to do it. Perseus is the most brilliant girl in our city, the one who managed to get into our school with the first perfect academic and non-academic record in the school's history. Up to now, she actually doesn't need to attend daily classes and could go straight into any university she likes. But I'm sure she deliberately goes to school here to meet Vincent, her target since long ago.
"You should remember her, Aria. I know you know and are just pretending to forget her like Vincent." Iris said while turning to look at Aria, who glanced elsewhere. Pretending to whistle softly.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about. Tu tu ruuu~..."
Iris narrowed her eyes. She wanted to corner Aria while she had the chance.
"Tell me, Aria. Do you remember us and our past?"
Even while sweating cold and turning her face away as she whistled awkwardly, Aria changed the subject by pointing at Vincent and Perseus.
Sprruttt!!!
Vincent had just sprayed out the tea he was about to drink from his cup. Making Iris and Aria turn their attention back to the reason they were spying.
"Ugh.. why are you asking that?"
"Hm? Aren't I free to ask anything? Isn't that the rule?"
"There are better questions you could ask."
"Right now, I'm more curious about what color underwear you're wearing, Vincent. Is it blue? Black? Or red? Or maybe.. you're not wearing any underwear?"
The two of them swallowed hard. Thinking about what color underwear Vincent might be wearing today.
"What color underwear do you think Vincent is wearing today?" Aria started the question.
Answered by Iris confidently. "I think black. Or other dark colors." Without the slightest doubt in his eyes.
"How do you know, Iris? He could be wearing blue today, right?" Aria questioned Iris's answer in a challenging tone. But Iris answered with a firm shake of her head.
"Because Vincent's underwear is almost entirely black. He only has a few gray and white ones in his closet." Iris replied without hesitation. It made Aria beside her narrow her eyes suspiciously.
"How do you know all that, Iris? Suspicious..." Aria said while leaning closer to Iris, who turned her face away while cold sweat gathered at the back of her neck.
"I read on the internet that, in terms of percentage, most men only have dark-colored underwear, especially black or gray." Iris deflected. She did not want to look at Aria, who was narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
"Black! Are you satisfied?"
The attention of the two girls immediately returned to Vincent. Aria and Iris blushed faintly, imagining Vincent wearing only black underwear while posing like Hercules or some other Olympian god.
"So Vincent is wearing black today..." For some reason, Aria was drooling at the thought. Meanwhile, beside her, Iris shook her head to get rid of the strange thoughts entering her mind.
"What really happened in the past? Why did I forget you all? My childhood friends?"
The graceful smile on Perseus's face faded. Then she shook her head.
"I can't answer that question."
"Why?"
"Because I'm not the one who should answer it."
All eyes fell silent. Aria and Iris were speechless. For some reason, they agreed with Perseus. They also had no right to answer the question Vincent had just asked.
Vincent let out a long sigh there. He then slowly rubbed his face.
"Alright, your turn."
"How many times do you masturbate in a week, Vincent? I do it three times a week."
Now Aria and Iris nearly screamed when Perseus blurted out that vulgar question. They almost exposed their own hiding place.
"What is she thinking? Masturbation?" Aria muttered with both hands over her mouth. Her cheeks turned red as she remembered that she also did it regularly, especially after meeting Vincent again. She could not forget it when she did it every night while fantasizing that Vincent was on top of her, holding her tightly as if there were no tomorrow.
Meanwhile Iris closed both eyes, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks or the tingling below her stomach as she remembered the memories she had made with Vincent.
"I won't answer! Your questions are starting to drift further and further from the point of our conversation!" Vincent stood up, about to leave.
But before Vincent could even turn on his heel, Perseus let out a small laugh.
"Cute. You're still as cute as ever. Don't worry, Vincent. I just imagine you every time I masturbate. This conversation is meant to help me get to know you better. Isn't knowing how often your partner masturbates quite romantic? I want to know you until there isn't a single thing about you I don't know."
The two girls hiding there nodded quietly. Of course they were also curious about Vincent. Did he do it regularly? Did he do it while imagining them? Or only someone else? Who knew?
Vincent slowly looked back. Perseus smiled gracefully, enthusiastically talking about it.
Then Vincent sat back down.
"I don't do it often.. I don't remember how many times I've done it because there are many women in my house and I barely have time for things like that.."
Perseus let out a small laugh. "If you want, I don't mind helping you."
Aria and Iris turned completely red. Now they knew Vincent was also just an ordinary young man. He also had to release the sexual desire that had been building up after a while.The same idea was implied in both of their minds.
'I will send Vincent some of my photos. I hope Vincent keeps them and thinks of me whenever Vincent masturbates.' Aria clenched her fists and put on a smile, unwilling to lose.
Iris, on the other hand, had several plans in her head. Like some night visit. 'Vincent will definitely like it.' So she thought, putting on a small naughty smile without realizing it.
Vincent shook his head firmly and quickly several times. "No thanks." But the blush on his face did not fade at all.
"Your turn. There are still five minutes left for the final question."
"Alright." Vincent fell silent for a moment, thinking about the next question he would ask. "How did you manage to persuade the board? Did you really have an idea to make my company's business earn 50% profit from its previous revenue? I have never heard of a single company in this world that managed to reach that figure."
"My family has long been involved in medical world. Almost all modern medical equipment and supplies now require high-quality materials. Seeing that Fortis Company used to focus on infrastructure and was the largest raw material supplier in automotive, I thought it would be great if your company expanded into a bigger industry, namely technology. One of my advantages is my connection to the modern medical world. Your company will supply most of the high-quality materials to hospitals around the world and healthcare facilities including laboratories at a higher price than infrastructure or automotive."
"But doesn't my company already have stable revenue? Taking a card for something new is very high-risk for my company."
"That's why I was chosen as a candidate. With my leadership in the president's seat of your company, I will make sure that risk never exists. And you don't need to think about complicated things like that, Vincent. My pet just needs to sit nicely and receive the warm caresses from its master."
"That girl.." Iris could not accept Perseus's statement. Her hands clenched, unwilling for Vincent to become her pet. Her gaze was cold as she stared at Perseus from afar.
"Pet? Vincent becoming her pet? I didn't expect Perseus to have such a strange interest." Aria commented, slowly shaking her head.
"I won't let that happen. If anyone is going to become a pet in the end, it's you, Perseus."
Perseus chuckled softly. "You are so cute, Vincent." Taking a few sips from her cup, Perseus continued. "Now it's my turn to ask. Do you have a fetish? I like voyeurism. I want to see you having sex with another girl right in front of my eyes and that really turns me on."
The two girls hiding behind the bushes opened their mouths without saying anything. Their faces turned red imagining Perseus's words.
Thud! Vincent slapped the table and stood up while turning his red face away.
"I won't answer that!"
"How disappointing. I wanted to know your cute side better."
Triiinggggg!!!
The school bell rang and break time was over. Vincent immediately left the school garden gazebo and returned to his class with flushed cheeks.
"We should hurry back to class, Aria." Iris stood up, patting the hem of her skirt dusty from the ground.
"Huh, uh, oh yeah." Aria was still in her world of imagination, picturing Perseus watching her having sex with Vincent. The girl did nothing but watch Aria and Vincent making out, aroused.
Her imagination shattered when her hand was forcibly pulled by Iris to stand up. Running as fast as possible to class.
"Muehehee that doesn't feel bad either..." Aria smiled lewdly at the thought. Meanwhile, Iris wondered about the fetish Vincent had.
'He must have an incest fetish.'
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