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195 I have no strenght left, please help me push it

In the past, Hikigaya might have unhesitatingly chosen to take this large sum of money.

But now, his hOurizons had broadened. What he sought was no longer just simple money.

Compared to money, he wanted to become the master of the Momobami clan, the one who possesses Momobami Kirari.

This wasn't some shameless scumbag declaration—just a normal man's desire surpassing the lure of wealth.

Since his final goal was to conquer Momobami Kirari, then this money would eventually be his anyway.

Before that, he didn't want money to stain the purity of their relationship.

"But... the reward..."

Feeling the warmth of Yumeko's hand in his palm, Hikigaya suddenly regretted bringing her in.

Now this is a bit tricky.

"I choose the reward."

Even if it's difficult... he must do it!

"I see~" Momobami Kirari didn't seem surprised by Hikigaya's choice. The ghostly blue in her eyes deepened. "Then, let me see how determined Hikigaya-kun is to earn the reward."

Before leaving, Miroslava hinted that the meeting room had been sprayed with a certain drug. Which meant, the room had already become a swamp—the longer one stayed, the more they would sink.

A swamp called desire, starting to devour people!

Now, it was a matter of who gave in first.

Hikigaya-kun, if you want to swallow the entire Momobami clan, you'll have to sacrifice something~!

'If you act indecently in front of Jabami Yumeko, won't you lose her~? The road to becoming the Momobami head is destined to be a lonely one.'

At this moment, Momobami Kirari didn't know that Yumeko didn't care about such things.

Only in this scenario, the road to becoming the Momobami head would not be lonely.

The air was frozen in an eerie stalemate, until…

Plop—

A pale gray formal robe fell onto the meeting table, just like the pure white towel Yumeko once laid down.

"Eh?" Kirari stared dumbfounded at her own hands, which had completed this complex series of actions involuntarily. She hadn't expected to be the first affected by the drug.

Momobami Kirari had lost this endurance gamble.

She calmly accepted her defeat—and the loser had to pay the price.

So, she took the initiative and pinned Hikigaya Hachiman's hands to the table.

Plop—

This time, it was a red-and-black formal robe.

Like dumplings falling into the water—none escaped!

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Momobami Kirari's eyes locked onto Hikigaya's, her pupils dilating with a mix of desire and challenge. The gray formal robe slipping off her shoulders was the first sign of her surrender to the drug's effects.

Hikigaya's eyes narrowed, his gaze burning with lust as the drugs in the office begun to take effect in him and eroding his mind. Hachiman aproched the table and grasped Kirari's wrists, pinning them to the table.

"Ah, Hikigaya-kun," Kirari whispered, her voice husky with desire and excitement. "You're so... forceful."

Yumeko, seated beside them, watched with an unreadable expression, her eyes gleaming with lust. But as Hikigaya's hands began to explore Kirari's body, Yumeko's gaze grew more intense, her chest rising and falling with slow, deliberate breaths.

Yumeko pressed her legs together, she seemed to be savoring the moment, her eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before her while her travelled toward her lower body.

Kirari's face was a picture of composed elegance, even as her hands trembled slightly in Hikigaya's grasp. Hikigaya's eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with a fierce intensity as he worked to free her from her remaining clothes. The sound of fabric rustling, the soft whisper of skin on skin, filled the room.

As Hikigaya's lips brushed against Kirari's neck, Yumeko's eyes flashed with arousal, her gaze locked on the point where Hikigaya's body met Kirari's.

'Ah Kirari-nee will take Hachiman right in front of me… How wonderful!' thought Yumeko.

Hikigaya's hands roamed Kirari's body, his fingers tracing paths that left her gasping. Kirari's eyes flew open, meeting Hikigaya's, as he positioned himself between her legs. Yumeko's gaze

was fixed on the point of penetration, her eyes burning with a fierce intensity as Hikigaya thrust into Kirari.

The room was a whirlpool of sensations, the drug's effects amplifying every touch. Kirari's body arched, her back bowing as Hikigaya's hands grasped her hips, holding her in place. Yumeko's eyes never left the scene, her face a picture of arousal, her body responding to the scene before her.

As Hikigaya's thrusts grew more intense, Kirari's cries grew louder, her body shuddering with pleasure. Yumeko's eyes flashed with excitement, her gaze locked on Hikigaya's, her face a mask of desire.

In the end, it was Hikigaya who set the pace, his body driving into Kirari's with a fierce intensity. Kirari's body shuddered, her eyes flying open as she reached climax, her voice crying out in pleasure.

Yumeko's eyes never left the scene, and after reaching her limits she aproched the two…

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"I... don't have any strength left. Ouri, push me."

Fallen petals are not heartless—they become spring soil to nurture the flowers.

On this day, Hikigaya Hachiman discovered the fatal weakness of the godlike Momobami Kirari.

Even a gambling genius like her had a vulnerable side.

No one knew how much time had passed.

As the drug wore off, Hikigaya slowly regained consciousness, slumped on the meeting table. The three girls before him, now fully dressed, made him think he had just been dreaming.

But this time, he was sure it hadn't been a dream.

The most important evidence: Momobami Kirari had already changed back into her school uniform, and the formal robe that had served as a bedsheet was nowhere to be seen.

How absurd!! Hikigaya felt deeply ashamed of his actions, guilt flooding him when thinking of Yumeko.

The debt he carried had grown even heavier. So heavy that he didn't know how to repay it.

However... Yumeko had seemed quite happy earlier.

Recalling Yumeko's expression, Hikigaya was confused. What had gone wrong?

Momobami Kirari, her face glowing red, now carried a more mature grace than before. Once just an immature daughter of the Momobami family, she had now become a true queen.

She was satisfied with Hikigaya's performance. Also amazed at Yumeko's submission.

She had thought such a reward would cause a deep rift between them. But judging from Yumeko's expression, not only was there no anger—there was even a hint of joyful delight in her gaze.

This...!

Even the cunning Kirari was momentarily silent.

Perhaps this was destiny.

And Hikigaya Hachiman, was her child of fate.

Perhaps the road to becoming the Momobami head didn't have to be lonely.

Shocked by the breakdown of her long-held beliefs, Kirari sat in a daze, a rare look of confusion on her face—an expression befitting a girl her age.

Her expression made Hikigaya realize that Kirari, in the end, was still a woman—not as invincible as she appeared.

"President." Hikigaya stepped forward, trying to say something, but hesitated—not knowing in what capacity to face Kirari: "Is your body... alright?"

Hikigaya began to reflect on whether he had gone too far earlier. Without thinking, he had used the same force he used with Yumeko.

"I'm fine." Kirari chuckled softly. "And... don't show me that expression. I don't like it."

She was referring to the hesitant concern on Hikigaya's face.

She didn't like seeing that expression on her most important toy.

Clearly, he was just something meant to bring her joy—so what was the point of showing such a look?

As if to punish him, Kirari raised the leash in her hand and handed it to Hikigaya: "I'm tired, but Ouri-chan hasn't had her walk today. So, Hikigaya-kun, finish it for me."

"Huh?" For the first time, Hikigaya felt the leash in his hand was burning hot.

Following the leash downward, Shimotsukiuri Ouri's eyes had lost their light. The light in her eyes had vanished.

It was replaced by complete darkness—darkness filled with overwhelming submission.

Her inner faith had been completely shattered...! Hikigaya fell silent.

Recalling Ouri's earlier behavior, he felt a faint sense of pity.

Whatever Kirari asked of her, she did without resistance.

Whether it was a push, or something else... even cleaning up at the end.

In some sense, during the cleanup phase, she had already been "recharged" by him.

And as is widely known—aside from physical union, the only way to "recharge" someone is through consumption of fluid.

If he didn't do something, Ouri might never escape from Kirari's grasp.

It wasn't just power—she had become psychologically dependent to the point of addiction.

Just a girl who had gone astray—there was no need to be this cruel.

Hachiman, ever the bodhisattva.

"President, maybe you should let her go." After a moment of silence, Hikigaya spoke.

"Are you pitying her? But you see... Ouri-chan is already enjoying herself too much to stop."

Kirari leaned down and patted Ouri's head. Then, under Hikigaya's shocked gaze, Ouri slowly opened her mouth.

Moisture had been replenished.

"See? Isn't she obedient~"

196 Ouri surrender herself After finishing everything, Momobami Kirari gently lifted Shimotsukiuri Ouri's chin with her finger, causing her to close her mouth again.

Under Kirari's gaze, Ouri's smooth, jade-like neck moved as she made a swallowing motion.

The liquid infused with Kirari's breath had already flowed through every corner of her body.

"Of course, since it's a request from Hikigaya-kun, I'll consider it. If Ouri-chan doesn't wish to live as my toy, I can return her freedom." "Ouri-chan, what do you think?"

Shimotsukiuri Ouri's hollow gaze seemed to flicker with a trace of light at Kirari's words, but it quickly dimmed again.

She was no longer that pure person who held naive dreams. After realizing the gap between herself and Momobami Kirari, she had once thought of proving her resolve by dying. But, under this woman's control, she couldn't even choose death.

The Mibuomi-senpai she had always seen as a god was chased away like a dog. The Full-Bloom Association she fought so hard for had ultimately become just a tool for the powerful to vie for dominance…

On this very day, the idealist Shimotsukiuri Ouri died.

Liberating livestock and the like—those things had nothing to do with her anymore. Now, she just wanted to quietly live out the rest of her high school life under the protection of Momobami Kirari.

And serving this goddess of gambling didn't seem like such a grievance, either.

Ouri gave a self-deprecating laugh in her heart. Wasn't she now just like one of those Housepet girls? She had become exactly the type of person she used to hate most.

Humans, in the end, always become the people they hated as children.

Ouri didn't speak, but showed her loyalty through action.

She bowed her once-proud head, lightly kissed the white sock Kirari had exposed to the air, then held up the leash with both hands and offered it to Hikigaya Hachiman.

Hikigaya let out a soft sigh and stopped resisting.

After exchanging a glance with Yumeko to confirm her consent, he flexed his arm slightly, and Ouri lifted her pale, white neck.

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By the time Hikigaya walked out of the student council meeting room, the sun was already setting.

Miss Yor, who was assigned to protect him, had remained outside the whole time without moving a step. Her black leather outfit, full of wrinkles, looked a bit strange.

Hikigaya asked curiously, "Yor, what happened to you?"

"Got into a fight with that woman."

Hikigaya nodded in understanding, knowing she meant Miroslava. "Oh? What happened?"

"I beat her so badly she had to run off with her legs clenched together."

Yor answered seriously. For some reason, after taking several heavy kicks from her, Honebami left the scene red-faced, silently clenching her legs together.

Very odd indeed.

"Yahallo~ Hachiman, aren't you going to introduce me?" Yumeko smiled brightly. Even as his official girlfriend, she had no idea when a tall, curvaceous, and powerful woman had appeared at his side.

"Ah, this is…" Hikigaya scratched his head awkwardly, not sure how much to explain. "She's a bodyguard introduced by Miss Honebami. I was worried Miboumi Aoi might target my family, so I had her send someone to protect them. Miss Yor is protecting me."

"I see~ So, that means Yor-san is living with you now, Hachiman?"

Yumeko scanned the two of them playfully.

"N-no! That's not it!" Yor's face turned red instantly, and she frantically waved her hands. "We're not sleeping in the same room! After Hachiman comes home, he goes straight to his own room!"

"Now that I think about it, our voices really do sound alike. Then I'll call you Big Sis Yor!"

"No need to be so nervous, Big Sis Yor. I'm not mad at you~"

Yumeko clung to Yor's arm in public like she'd found a new toy, chatting away about girls' secret topics.

Who knows what kind of hidden malice lies beneath her gentle appearance.

Hikigaya watched Yumeko's behavior. Only now did he start to notice something strange.

'She's not mad about me living with Yor?' His eyes flickered.

Could Yumeko actually not mind me doing out-of-line things with other girls? Hikigaya recalled what had just happened in the activity room.

Even when he held Ouri's leash, Yumeko wasn't upset. In fact, she seemed very interested and even joined him in walking Ouri around. Eventually, she even asked to wear a matching collar herself and requested Kirari to walk her.

Just like that, with Hikigaya and Kirari holding the leashes, Yumeko and Ouri obediently crawled on the ground...

And when Kirari got tired, Yumeko even helped apply strength for her.

Could it be that Yumeko...!

Hikigaya instantly connected it to a very twisted and bold fetish. He had never imagined that his first girlfriend would have such a peculiar kink.

But he didn't blame or reject her for it. On his path to the top, things like this were inevitable.

Having a girlfriend who could understand and accept him was extremely important.

As an equivalent exchange, accepting Yumeko's little hobby now seemed completely natural.

It hadn't created distance between them—it had only brought them closer.

The three of them sat at the bus stop.

Yor, as a bodyguard, unthinkingly sat close to Hikigaya.

"I'm heading back to Chiba this weekend. Yumeko, wanna come?"

"Eh?! Sure!" Yumeko agreed immediately. The last time she went to Chiba had left her with many wonderful memories.

This time…?

What kind of surprises await her?

Yumeko's eyes sparkled with nostalgia. If her guess was right, that Yukinoshita Haruno woman had probably already done that with Hachiman.

Jeez, to think someone who might become her brother-in-law ended up in such a twisted situation.

Leaving aside the fact she had used "that" the day before—did Haruno bear no responsibility?

It must've been because she had strange thoughts in her heart that gave Hachiman the opportunity.

With that, a bold idea formed in Yumeko's mind. If it were like that, maybe she could feel something stronger than ever before.

'If that happens… I might break~'

'But… I just can't help it!!'

Yumeko pressed her legs together and twisted her body uneasily. She quietly took out her phone, opened the browser, and searched the keywords: "Chiba, Yukinoshita."