Akira Fujimiya smiled, knowing exactly what this young lady was thinking. She had thought things through carefully, but unfortunately, she would remember this for a long time.
Akira would mean something special to her.
She might or surely hate him for now though.
"Since Miss Nakiri thinks the time is enough, I won't disturb you anymore. Tonight, I'll rest on the boat and watch the stars with Hisako. Please don't disturb us, Miss Nakiri," Akira said slowly, his tone calm but carrying a teasing undertone.
"You are not allowed to come near Hisako again!" Erina Nakiri glared at him, her eyes sharp.
"Miss Nakiri, this is between me and Hisako, and it's none of your business. Unless you want her to remain your secretary and maintain the lady-and-servant relationship with you," Akira replied word by word, his expression unwavering.
"This is our business, and we don't need your interference. If you get close to Hisako again, I'll tell Yukino about it," Erina warned, clenching her fists.
"If you insist, then I will refuse to offer any help," Akira said, his tone teasing yet confident.
"I… I can replace Hisako," Erina blurted out, the words leaving her mouth before she could reconsider.
Akira paused for a moment, then a small, amused smile forming on his lips as he understood exactly what Erina meant.
"If that's the case, then I'll be happy. After all, you and Hisako are the same to me," he said gently, his smile unwavering.
"Don't you have any feelings for Hisako?" Erina's glare was sharp, her eyes getting colder with each second.
"Yes, but more than anything, it's because I like to tease her," Akira replied smoothly.
"You scumbag!"
"Yes yes. I'm looking forward to tonight. If you want to take Hisako's place, be prepared. Kissing won't be enough," Akira said with a playful grin.
"You… you are really—" Erina's anger left her momentarily speechless.
Akira just smiled, turned, and left.
Of course, his words were only half true.
How could he not have feelings for Hisako Arato? But to lower Erina's favorability, he needed to make his image irreparable.
Even if her favorability dropped to negative, he didn't have any worries.
As the saying goes—Whether it is a good impression or a bad impression, it is equivalent to leaving a place in the other person's heart.
A bad impression can always be change instantly.
...
Dinner time,
When night came, in the villa's dining room, Akira Fujimiya sat next to Nishimiya Shouko—She fed him dinner, her face focused and slightly flushed.
"Akira-kun, you just want to bully Shouko. Can't you eat by yourself?" Yuigahama Yui couldn't help but comment, her voice teasing.
"Yui, you're the least qualified person to say that. In Sakurasou, when you got up, you asked me to help you change your clothes. When you went to the bathroom, you sometimes even asked me to carry you," Akira replied, his tone teasing, but calm.
"I… I didn't…" Yui blushed deeply and turned her head away.
"Yui, I can understand changing clothes, but needing Akira to carry you to the bathroom…" Ebina Hina's tone was a mixture of surprise and disbelief.
"I… I just…" Yui stammered, embarrassed.
"I can understand. Yui just wanted to be closer to me, and she is gradually accepted her own laziness," Akira explained on her behalf.
Yuigahama Yui felt both embarrassed and angry, glaring at Akira, while Ebina Hina covered her mouth to hide a smile, remembering that she had once taught her that method.
Clearly, it had only made Yui lazier.
Nishimiya Shouko didn't understand any of this.
{T/N: She is wearing the hearing device but if all the person talk one after another without stop, I don't think she can understand it very clearly}
She focused entirely on feeding Akira, her hands moving with care and precision.
When dinner was over, Akira rewarded her with a light, affectionate kiss before leaving the dining room.
Yuigahama Yui and Ebina Hina had already left, so it was just the two of them.
Nishimiya Shouko's face was flushed with happiness as she returned the tableware to the kitchen. For her, that small kiss would keep her happy for the entire day.
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On the deck of the large ship,
Akira found Erina Nakiri lost in thought, gazing at the stars.
He quietly approached from behind and wrapped his arms around her.
Erina came to her senses but said nothing. Akira looked down at her gently.
"Miss Erina, in such a romantic atmosphere, aren't you going to say something?" he asked softly.
"Watching the stars with you isn't romantic—it's a waste of my time," Erina replied, her tone sharp, though her face betrayed a hint of blush.
"Really? Then how about we skip the pleasantries and go straight to my room?" Akira asked lightly.
"I can go, but I want you to promise me something…" Erina said cautiously.
"Don't worry. I will never cross that line without your consent," he assured her, his smile gentle.
"If you do cross that line, you'll have to marry me," she said firmly, her cheeks red.
Akira smiled lightly. "Miss Erina, do you like me that much? Do you really want me to marry you?"
"I don't like you. I just want to use you to deal with him," Erina said coldly, her eyes serious.
"Dealing with him is easy, I promise. I'll marry you… unless something unexpected happens," Akira said smoothly.
"Scumbag! Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?" Erina cursed under her breath, her face full of disgust.
Akira leaned closer, whispering in her ear. Her face flushed immediately.
Seeing her reaction, he picked her up without saying anything.
Erina yelped in surprise, arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.
"P-put me down, you idiot!" she protested, but her voice lacked conviction, legs dangling as he carried her toward the cabin door.
Arato Hisako was not on the boat, as Erina had told her to return to the villa.
....
Inside the cabin—
He kicked the door shut with a soft thud, the sound echoing in the quiet space. Gently, he lowered Erina onto the bed, but she didn't release him immediately, her fingers lingering on his shoulders.
"This is ridiculous," she muttered, averting her gaze, golden hair spilling over the pillows like silk.
Akira knelt beside her, his hand cupping her cheek to turn her face to him.
"Erina," he said softly, dropping the formal title, his thumb tracing her jawline.
Her breath hitched as he utter her first name like that, those piercing purple eyes meeting his dark ones.
Without another word, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that started tentative—a soft press, testing her resolve.
Erina froze, her mind screaming to push him away, to maintain her dignity. But she didn't....
She didn't kissed back either, laying their like a dead person, lips closed—as his tongue traced the seam.
A soft "mmph'' escaped her, muffled against him.
Akira deepened it slowly, tongue "forcefully" slipping inside to tangle with hers, exploring the sweet cavern of her mouth.
Erina flinched as she feels his tongue inside, her God Tongue forcing her to feel the difference flavor of his taste, tasting his saliva, she would never accept pr say it out loud but.... She began to like his taste.
As she started carving for more.
Wet smacks filled the air as their tongues dueled—hers retreating at first, then pushing forward in a surge of defiance, sucking lightly on his lower lip.
The kiss grew heated, saliva mixing in slick strands that connected when they briefly parted for air. Erina's hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer despite herself.
Her God Tongue working against her!
As she slowly started getting addicted to his taste.
"You're... infuriating," she gasped between kisses, but her body arched toward him, breasts pressing against his chest through her blouse.
Akira's free hand roamed to her waist, fingers splaying over the curve of her hip, squeezing the firm flesh beneath the skirt.
He broke the kiss to trail his lips along her jaw, nipping the sensitive skin.
"Now, I know something more delicious than your cooking," he murmured, voice husky, before returning to her mouth for a deeper plunge.
Slurp! Slurp!
Slurp! Lick! Slurp!
Their tongues swirled in a fervent dance, slurping sounds echoing as he sucked her tongue into his mouth, drawing a needy whine from her throat.
Erina's cheeks burned with embarrassment and shame at the sounds she made—soft moans vibrating against his lips—but she couldn't stop, her pride dissolving in the haze of desire.
She continue to say inwardly, 'He is just a Toy! He is just a Toy! He is just a Toy!',
Her face heating up, her God Tongue tasting his flavor, sweetness flowing inside her mouth.
Akira's hands grew bolder, sliding up to unbutton her blouse with deliberate slowness, each pop revealing more of her pale skin.
Erina shivered as the fabric parted, exposing her lacy black bra cupping her full, perky breasts—D-cups that heaved with each ragged breath.
"W-wait," she protested weakly, but her hands helped shrug the blouse off her shoulders, leaving her upper body bare save for the bra. Her body betray her—aching for his touch as the God Tongue continue to desire his taste.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
"Ahh! W-wait! Mhm!"
He kissed down her neck, sucking a mark just above her collarbone, the wet pop of his lips leaving a red bloom.
"Tell me to stop if you want," he whispered, eyes dark with lust as he unclasped her bra, letting it fall away.
Her nipples hardened in the cool air—pink and pert, begging for attention.
Erina crossed her arms instinctively, blushing furiously.
"Don't stare, pervert," she snapped, but Akira gently pried them away, replacing with his mouth. He latched onto one nipple, tongue flicking the bud before sucking hard, the lewd slurp making her gasp.
"Ah! That's... nngh!" Her head fell back, fingers threading into his hair, pulling him closer even as she cursed herself inwardly.
He lavished both breasts alternately, teeth grazing the sensitive peaks, drawing out moans that grew louder—
'Mmm... ohhh! Haa!' Erina moan inwardly, not wanting to let him know. Not wanting to let him know that she is starting to like his touch.
Saliva glistened on her skin, trails dripping down her sternum as his hands kneaded the soft mounds, thumbs rolling the neglected nipple.
Erina's hips shifted restlessly, thighs pressing together to ease the ache building in her core.
Akira's mouth returned to hers, the kiss messy—tongues clashing wetly, breaths mingling in hot pants.
He tasted of salt and desire, and she matched him, biting his lip sharply before soothing with her tongue.
"Y-You're insufferable," she said breathlessly, trying to sound cold despite how cute she look now.
His hand dipped to her skirt, hiking it up to reveal matching black panties, already damp at the crotch. Fingers traced the edge, dipping under to stroke her slick folds.
"Hah!"
Erina jolted, a sharp sound escaping as he circled her clit, the nub swelling under his touch.
"So wet for me already," he teased, voice low, but she silenced him with another fierce kiss, tongues probing deep, saliva dripping down her chin.
His finger slid inside her tight heat, walls clenching around the intrusion—hot, velvety, and soaking. She moaned into his mouth, the sound vibrating through them both as he pumped slowly, thumb pressing her clit.
Wet schlicks accompanied each thrust, her arousal coating his hand.
Erina broke the kiss, gasping. "Enough...haa..stop now..." she demanded, her pride already damage in the building pleasure.
"Okay, Ms Nakiri" He said, calm voice as usual as if the lust from earlier was an act.
Erina froze, she...didn't like it! Didn't like it one bit! Even after what he just did to her.... Why! Why are you being so formal now!
Erina heart hurt at his formal tone, but she didn't show it, trying to make her face expressionless—she succeeded.
But her eyes were...tearful.
Akira noticed it but didn't mention—he already know what he is doing.
He withdrew his fingers, looking at them before bringing them to her lips.
"Ms Nakiri, do you want to taste yourself," he said softly.
"You are getting full of yourself!" She said, coldly. Colder then before—tears threatening to fall.
"Didn't you say, you would take her place" Akira said calmly, not minding her sharp voice.
Erina hesitated, shame running through her body as she crushed herself for ever thinking that he might have...even a little feeling for her...
She closed her eyes before opening—her eyes filled with frost as she open her mouth and sucked his drenched fingers in shame, tongue swirling around the digits, tasting her own tangy essence.
Her 'God Tongue' making sure to know how it taste! She cursed her ability more than she used too in this situation.
She closed her eyes as she continue—
The act was shameful, humiliating, making her flush in shame and anger.
Akira didn't say anything, just smiling as he does usually.
As he remove his fingers and told Erina the plan.
Erina nodded slowly—before both of them stood up, wash themself before returning to the villa.
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Early the next morning, around 5 a.m.,
Hisako Arato stirred before dawn in the villa, her routine impeccable as Erina's secretary.
She prepared a light breakfast—fresh fruits, tea, and pastries—her mind wandering to Erina's late-night absence. Worry nagged her; Erina had dismissed her early, insisting on handling things alone. With tray in hand, Hisako approached Erina's door, knocking softly.
Knock! Knock!
Even after waiting for 5 minutes, no response came from inside.
It was Unusual—since Miss Erina was an early riser.
Not being able to stop herself from worrying; she cracked the door open.
And The sight froze her—
In the bed,
Miss Erina was curled in Akira's arms on the bed, her naked form partially covered by a sheet, golden hair tousled, lips swollen from kisses. Clothes littered the floor—blouse, skirt, bra, his shirt and pants tangled together.
The air held a faint, intimate musk.
Hisako's face flamed red, heart pounding with shock.
She hadn't anticipated this—Erina, so composed, entangled with him so intimately.
Happiness bloomed for her lady's being able to finally choose someone she love, but a pang of loss twisted in her chest—jealousy? Abandonment?
She shakes her head, dismissing the thought as she closed the door quietly, retreating to process the whirlwind emotions.
....
Inside the room,
Erina glared at Akira, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger.
"Don't look at me like that… Hisako might not have left yet," Akira whispered.
"Does your method really work?" Erina asked skeptically.
"I'm not sure, but I think Hisako will at least feel a sense of loss," Akira said thoughtfully.
"It'd be good if Hisako stayed away from you. You're not allowed to take the initiative to contact her," Erina warned.
"Then can I come to you on my own initiative? If you want to replace Hisako, you have to listen to my every word, just like last night," Akira replied, smirking.
"Scum! Terrible! Bastard!" Erina shouted, her face red as she cursed him.
Akira silenced her with a kiss—lips pressing firmly, tongue slipping in to claim her mouth once more.
Erina intended to push away, her hands on his shoulders, but instead, they pulled him closer, her body responding instinctively.
The kiss deepened, tongues tangling in familiar heat, a soft moan escaping her as the morning light filtered through the room.
{T/N: You might have already guessed or even know why he is behaving like this and his attitude towards other changed depending on the situation and the person itself—he can be gentle, cold, calm,heartless,greedy, etc, etc. }
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After 20 minutes,
Breakfast arrived again, brought in by Hisako Arato and the maids.
Akira and Erina sat together, as per Erina's request, while Hisako assisted with ingredient transport.
During this process, she couldn't help but steal glances at Akira, who, in accordance with his agreement with Erina, didn't even look at Hisako.
This confirmed for Erina that Akira was indeed a ruthless bastard—He had kissed Hisako yet could act so coldly!
After breakfast,
Akira left the kitchen.
Erina watched him go, her eyes lingering at the door, feeling a pang of loss. She wanted to call Hisako to follow him but restrained herself.
She wouldn't let Hisako continue being bullied by him.
Akira returned to the villa and immediately received a call from Saori Shimizu. Even without answering, he knew exactly what she wanted to say—but ignoring the call was not an option.
"Where are you?" Saori Shimizu asked immediately after he picked up.
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