A Morning Full of Passion

The next morning.

Ren slowly opened his eyes as he felt movement on the bed. The sunlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains softly illuminated the room. His vision was slightly blurry, but he could make out the naked silhouette of Hayasaka bending over at the edge of the bed, her back facing him.

Her messy blonde hair cascaded down her back, revealing her smooth skin. She was picking up her panties from the floor, her hips swaying slightly unconsciously.

Now having lost her innocence, Hayasaka exuded pheromones like a lustful woman asking to be fucked by a man. Her breathing was still a little labored, her skin looked flushed, and her every movement seemed to invite touch. Even after a night together, her body still gives off signals that make a man's instincts rise.

As if sensing the intense gaze on her back, Hayasaka turned around. Her blue eyes widened slightly upon seeing Ren awake and silently watching her. Her cheeks flushed, and she reflexively covered her chest with her hands.

"D-Don't stare like that..."

"Why are you embarrassed, Ai? It's not like I haven't seen it before... I've even touched it."

Hearing those vulgar words, Hayasaka's face turned as red as a ripe tomato. Her body grew warmer, feeling aroused as well.

"B-But still... I feel shy being looked at while dressing..."

Ren smirked, enjoying the rare sight of Hayasaka, who was usually calm and composed, now flustered and blushing. It only made him want to tease her more.

Without warning, he pulled Hayasaka into his embrace from behind, their bodies pressing tightly together. The warmth of her skin clung to his bare chest.

"This is your fault, Ai." He whispered in her ear, his voice deep and seductive. "You're too adorable, so I can't help myself."

His fingers casually caressed her waist, causing her body to tense up instantly.

"You know, morning is when a man's libido is at its peak..." He continued, his voice growing lower. "Ai, you have to take responsibility."

"...!!!"

Hayasaka gasped as she felt something hard and hot pressing against her butt, pulsating as if demanding attention.

Her body trembled. The sensation brought back memories of the previous night, making her cheeks even redder. But with great effort, she swallowed and tried to refuse.

"N-No, my body feels sticky from last night. I need to shower first..."

However, that excuse wasn't enough to stop Ren. In an instant, he bent down and, without warning, lifted Hayasaka in a princess carry.

"Kyaaa!!!"

A surprised scream escaped her lips as her body floated in the air. Reflexively, she wrapped her arms around his neck for support.

"Then, let's shower together." Ren said as if it were the most natural thing.

"Ren-sama, what if Itsuki-sama sees us?!" Hayasaka squirmed slightly, but Ren's grip was too strong.

Ren chuckled softly. "Relax, Itsuki is still fast asleep. So Ai, it's fine if you make a little noise, right?"

Hayasaka's eyes widened at his ambiguous words. Her cheeks burned even hotter, and she knew there was no point in resisting this man. She could feel Ren's strong muscles beneath his skin, telling her that escape wasn't an option.

Finally, resigned, she buried her face in Ren's chest, hiding her embarrassed expression.

In the bathroom, things not suitable for children unfolded.

Warm water flowed gently, enveloping their bodies in a faint warmth. Thin steam filled the small space, creating an intimate and almost intoxicating atmosphere. Gentle, meaningful movements intertwined between them, as if every touch was a language only they understood.

The silence was accompanied only by the sound of flowing water and increasingly heavy breaths. Skin touching skin, fingers tracing every curve with unhurried tenderness.

In that small space, time seemed to slow, allowing them to melt into a warmth that came not just from the flowing water, but also from the fire slowly igniting between them.

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In the morning, the atmosphere in the apartment felt more orderly than usual. Compared to the women who worked at the maid café, who merely dressed cutely and served customers with sweet smiles, Hayasaka was a maid in the truest sense—a maid who had undergone professional training and possessed above-average skills.

From doing laundry to cleaning every corner of the house, from cooking to ensuring all her master's needs were met, she handled everything with remarkable efficiency.

When breakfast was served, Itsuki, who was usually quite picky about food, couldn't hide her surprise. Hesitating slightly, she took her first bite, and her eyes widened.

In the elevator descending to the ground floor, Ren and Hayasaka were now wearing their school uniforms. A brief silence ensued until Hayasaka's phone screen lit up, displaying a new message.

Swiftly, she opened the message, and in an instant, her expression shifted slightly before she turned to Ren.

"Ren-sama, the person you asked me to keep an eye on, Kusanagi Godou, returned to Japan last night."

Ren, who had been leaning casually against the elevator wall, now straightened up. His brown eyes sparkled with anticipation upon hearing the news he had long been waiting for.

"I see. Godou is back."

Immediately, he made a decision without hesitation.

"Ai, let's skip school. I want to meet him as soon as possible."

Ren couldn't wait to face Godou, even though he knew his chances of winning were slim. But that was precisely why he felt excited.

'Isn't that what makes it fun?'

A faint smile played on his lips.

Challenging things always intrigued him the most.

After all, that had always been his motto, which was why he was so passionate about extreme sports and obsessed with seeking thrills.

"..."

Hayasaka looked at him, slightly surprised by how quickly he made such an impulsive decision. However, she knew him well enough to understand that opposing him would be futile.

Seeing the rare cheerful expression on Ren's face, Hayasaka finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ren-sama. I've gathered information about Kusanagi Godou as you instructed, but..."

She hesitated for a moment, not understanding why Ren was so obsessed with Godou.

Was Ren gay? Of course not. Hayasaka had learned that through her own body, which had been touched by him.

"All the data I found only shows that he's an ordinary high school student. There's nothing remarkable about him. What makes him so special?"

"Godou is a Campione. Just like me."

As those words left Ren's lips, Hayasaka was shocked, not expecting there to be another Campione in Japan besides Ren.

However, as far as she knew, Japan hadn't produced a Campione in several thousand years.

And now, in such a short span of time, two Campiones had suddenly emerged in this country.

*DING!*

The elevator doors opened, and the two of them stepped out into the underground parking area. Rows of cars were neatly lined up, but their attention was focused on only one—the vehicle they had just purchased yesterday.

Ren casually took the front passenger seat, while Hayasaka sat in the driver's seat. With a deft movement, she started the engine, the soft hum of the high-quality vehicle echoing through the parking lot.

As he fastened his seatbelt, Ren muttered softly, speaking to himself, "I hope Godou hasn't left for school yet..."

Without further delay, Hayasaka pressed the gas pedal, driving the car out of the parking area and heading toward the Kusanagi family's home.