Aphrodisiac Tea Part-1

The clubroom itself was rather big, considering it's just the 3 of us for now. Fuuka apparently convinced a third year to somehow join.

There was a red couch in the center of the room, with a round table with four chairs pushed around the corner. The club had a minimalist vibe. Not to mention Fuuka blew all of the club budgets on a 36 inch 4K TV, and a Nintendo switch gaming station. That woman is the definition of irresponsibility.

Not that I care.

The club door suddenly opened and a pink-haired girl appeared. As she got closer, I noticed two things. First, on her pale crop top, she had a pink skull under her breasts. Rather than making her unattractive, it added a unique charm. Second, she was super sexy!

Her long pink hair stretched down to her waist held together in a ponytail, curving around her large D cup breasts, which popped out even more when contrasting with her narrow waist. A skin-tight black yoga pants displayed her smooth stomach, accented by the extremely stylish jacket she was wearing.

I'm guessing she's the third member.

Fuuka seemed to know her, cause she happily got up and placed an arm around her shoulder.

''Seraphine over here is a very good friend of mine, aren't you?''

''If you don't remove that hand in the next 5 seconds, I will literally skin you alive.''

''Don't mind her, she's a hopeless tsundere.''

Seraphine pulled out a seat from the round table, before sitting down with a defiant look on her face. She took out a nail trimmer from her purse and began working on her hands. Everything about her body language screamed that 'she wants to be left alone.' Though occasionally she would give Fuuka quick glances with murderous intent in them.

I hope Fuuka is right about her being a tsundere, I'm too lazy to get a shovel.

'' Well, I will give you two some time alone. Make sure to get along.'' Saying so Fuuka got up and went to the corner of the room which had an electric kettle that brews tea.

Seraphine crossed her legs before glancing at me, she seems to be sizing me up.

''So you got blackmailed too?'' She suddenly asked.

'' Not really. Just think of me as a victim of circumstance.''

Blackmailed? It seems Fuuka has been busy behind the scenes. Though I am a little bit curious about the blackmail contents, if Fuuka can make her follow through with her shenanigans, then it must be dynamite proof.

There was an awkward silence between us. Sera took out her phone and was typing something. Though it didn't last long. Maybe she got tired of the silence cause she started speaking.

'' Arent you gonna ask me what I did to get blackmailed.''

''Is there a point? It's not like you're gonna tell me even if I ask.'' I shrugged my shoulders.

What's the purpose of blackmail if you're just going to tell everyone about it?

she seemed to smirk at my remark, but it disappeared in the next second.

''So what's your relationship with Fuuka? she seems rather fond of you.''

I thought about it for a moment. What exactly is our relationship. Friends? no, I refuse to consider that woman a friend. An ally, no she's as useful as a holy priest in a group orgy.

''I.... don't really know''

'' Huh?'' Seraphine seemed confused. ''What's that supposed to mean? You hate her or something?''

''Hate is a strong word. Despite my reluctance to do anything with her, I highly doubt its hate.'' I paused.

'' With that being said, if I ever get a chance to tie Fukka up and ship her to North Korea in an amazon box, I won't hesitate.''

''Dude what's wrong with you?'' she giggled.

''You're not in any position to tell me that, considering that you just threatened to skin her alive.''

''True true,'' She seems to agree.'' I'm Seraphine Rose'' she brought out her arm in a handshake.

''Kiyotaka Ayanokouji,'' I obliged and shook her hands.

Despite my initial reaction of her, she does seem easy to talk to.

''Well well well you two seem to be getting along.'' Fuuka bought a tray with her, with three cups of green tea.

Seraphine doesn't seem to want to talk anymore now that Fuuka's here.

The three of us sat at the round table, it didn't have a cover but the wood was clear and perfectly furnished. She must've run out of budget for a table cover. No one seemed willing to start a conversation, so we just drank our tea with mild sips.

Seraphine's face suddenly seemed a little flushed, as sweat dripped from her forehead. She started to take off her jacket.

''So what are we even supposed to do in this club,'' I asked.

''For now, let's just enjoy the tea,'' Fuuka immediately replied.

Seraphine continued to shift in her seat, as she sipped on her tea. There was something strange about her body language, she seems to be looking at me with a dazed look. It looked rather inviting.

I narrowed my eyes, the noticeable change began the moment she drank the tea, my gaze naturally went towards its maker. Fukka.

She was casually sipping her own tea with a satisfied grin.

''Fukka did you drug her drink?'' I asked straight to the point.

''..Ah ...wait what,'' Seraphine was catching into what's happening. But it might be too late considering she already drank through her entire cup of tea.

''Ayanokouji!'' Fuuka seemed offended. Her smile was no longer present on her face. ''Jeez, just how low do you think of your senpai. Of course, I didn't drug her drink.''

I guess I was wrong? My perceptiveness must've gone rusty within the time I was gone from the Whiteroom.

'' I drugged both your drinks, there is a difference you know.'' Fuuka said with a smug smile.

''......''