Tokyo Soft Rice King.

The words that Kuroba Akira had said before resurfaced in her mind once again.

(Dear Aiyuan, and lovely Mengmeng, have you forgotten that you've already agreed to become my personal illustrator?)

Exclusive illustrator, exclusive artist...

What bothers her most is the word 'exclusive'. When she first heard it, Aizono Moe couldn't help but fantasize about something as terrible as having Nihonbashi exclusively to her.

Thinking of this word at this moment, Aiyuan Moe, whose purity is not pure, instantly thought of a particularly suitable name.

However, in the next instant, her head began to shake violently like a rattle drum, and strands of her hair flew and hit the partition of the toilet stall.

Her cheeks flushed red with shame, her lips pressed tightly together, and the way she shook her head so desperately seemed to be defying her instincts, or perhaps guarding the last shred of her inner conviction.

However, the so-called bottom line is meant to be crossed, especially when no one is around...

Anyway, there's no one else in the restroom, and Kuroba-kun can't hear me... so why not try calling out?

Once you have an idea, you want to put it into action.

Aiyuan Moe slightly stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently licked her dry lips.

That small movement carried a hint of barely perceptible tension.

The dry lips became slightly moistened by the touch of the tongue, but still appeared somewhat pale.

Her fingers unconsciously touched her lips, feeling the slight roughness, and she slowly opened her mouth.

In the silence, she could clearly hear her own voice.

"……Owner……"

Some things, once done, cannot be undone.

Even if it's just a title.

Once a mark is left, it cannot be removed.

Chapter 167 The Shy, Clumsy Mother is Actually a Hilarious Woman

It was a term of address that was clearly embarrassing to even think about, yet it came out very naturally, without any stuttering, and it sounded particularly smooth.

The difference between thinking it in your heart and saying it out loud is so small, yet it was like those words in fairy tales that would be cursed if spoken aloud, causing Aiyuan Moe to experience an indescribable tremor that quickly spread from the depths of her heart to her entire body.

Her exceptional talent, accumulated skill, and remarkable imagination all combined to create an extraordinary effect, allowing her to instantly complete the composition in her mind.

He knelt on the ground, prostrated himself at his feet, and looked up at his majesty...

I couldn't see his expression.

But there was no fear or unease in her heart, only a sense of belonging and security from submitting to the other party.

"Owner……"

In a daze, Aiyuan Moe called out again.

This time, she was completely unaware of her surroundings, so even she was startled. After realizing what had happened, she embarrassedly bent down and buried her head in her arms.

Hoo hoo hoo...

Calling a friend "master" or something...

What am I even thinking?!

It must be because you've read too many doujinshi about master-servant relationships!

Moreover, how could Kuroba-kun possibly become his master?

Even if I were willing to be a maid, he might not be willing to take in a useless one like me...

A useless maid who can't even color properly...

Aiyuan Moe has unconsciously identified herself as a 'servant'.

They were friends and equals before, but after this incident, she has placed Kuroba Akira in a higher position.

This caused her delusions to swell uncontrollably, with all sorts of play and props appearing in her mind, from collars to handcuffs, from dog leashes to stun guns, and rings and chains worn under her clothes...

"Ugh...! Stop...!"

No... I can't think about this anymore...!

This is a school, not your own room!

I might not be able to resist... but I absolutely have to resist!

And things like "love and admiration"... most people just can't accept that!

Images of restraint and pain flashed through her mind. Just thinking about those special behaviors and scenes made her cheeks burn and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Because of her good upbringing, Aiyuan Menghui believes that normal emotions and interactions should be warm and peaceful.

But it was precisely because her home environment had gone too far that she became curious and took the initiative to learn about those niche hobbies that she considered 'taboo,' and those slightly extreme and unusual ways of interacting...

Although it's not very healthy or proper, she is indeed a little interested in it.

If Kuroba Akira knew what Aizono Moe was thinking, he might find it both unexpected and reasonable.

Most people in the artist community are quite 'individualistic' and can accommodate all sorts of fantasies; to put it bluntly, they all have a bit of a perverted streak.

Despite being usually very shy, when it comes to drawing, Aizen Moe can calmly discuss what kind of underwear to draw for the female lead, which shows that she has done a lot of 'homework' in private.

Meanwhile, Akira Kuroba was dealing with the 'crime scene'.

Cleaning up the stains isn't difficult; just mop them up. The problem is the smell.

Perhaps because Aiyuan Moe had been holding it in for a while, it had a slightly ammonia-like smell... well, a bit like a hornet's nest.

The minor issues in the hallways of the teaching building are manageable, but the main problem is the puddle next to the vending machine. If you just mop it up, the mop will definitely pick up the smell.

If he had done it himself, Kuroba Akira certainly wouldn't have cared too much. However, considering that the person who left this puddle was an active high school girl with an overwhelming sense of shame, and that what she cared about most was the lingering smell, she couldn't simply and crudely deal with it.

After much deliberation, Kuroba Akira decided to use a deceptive tactic, which involved adding some ingredients to the mixture.

He had only drunk half of his drink, so he simply poured it all out in there.

Pale yellow mixed with orange... turned into orange-yellow.

Then, use the empty container to fill it with water from a nearby drinking fountain and continue diluting it.

After repeating this seven or eight times, the puddle of water turned into a large puddle and spread to the side of the road. Then, Kuroba Akira diverted it to the nearby storm drain and flowed into the drainage ditch until it was completely drained.

Great, that solves everything.

All we need to do now is pray that tomorrow will be sunny and the ground will dry out quickly.

Of course, it's fine even on rainy days, then you don't need to worry about traces or smells.

The last bit of residue in the hallway was wiped away by Kuroba Akira using the mop in the men's restroom. After finishing, he even rinsed the mop, doing a thorough job so he could boast about it later.

Having gone to such lengths, she must be incredibly moved, right?

Then he'll definitely put even more effort into drawing illustrations for himself.

Then it's about time to go back and check on Aiyuan Moe's situation.

Although everything else has been taken care of for her, only she can solve her own problems.

Kuroba Akira recalled her condition. Although he felt her warmth when he hugged her, at least the outside of her school skirt looked fine.

Since I'm wearing a long school uniform skirt that reaches mid-calf, I probably don't need to worry too much about wardrobe malfunctions.

The class monitor can go braless even while wearing a short skirt, and can even walk ahead of me up the stairs... This current high school girl with no sense of shame is amazing, I wish there were more of her.

Then Kuroba Akira remembered Shirai when she fulfilled the bet. At first, she was blushing and looked like she had suffered the ultimate humiliation, but later, whether she gave up or completely let go, she stopped trying to hide it... The current high school girls are really good at accepting things, give us more.

Although he felt incredibly satisfied watching it, seeing it in person was very different from seeing pictures and videos; it felt especially real.

However, Akira Kuroba's stereotype is that JK (high school girl) should be paired with a pure and innocent image, so he doesn't really like the "gyaru" (gal) style JK.

If we're talking about shame, Murasaki no Miyako does have a very girlish feel to her... but most of her shameful expressions are just acting.

Although Akira Kuroba was easily swayed by this act, it didn't mean he didn't realize that Murasaki was putting on an act.

It has little to do with whether her acting skills are superb or not; the main problem is that her behavior and her expressions are completely contradictory and mismatched.

Would any girl who felt ashamed actively approach him? That's too easy! Running away would be the normal reaction!

However, Kuroba Akira did not remind Murasaki Nyonomiya, but said that it would be best to keep acting until she herself believed it to be true.

This shy, girlish charm became ingrained in her soul and a part of her daily behavior, making her pure and innocent persona a natural outcome.

In short, the shy and demure Aizono Moe is more in line with Kuroba Akira's stereotype of a high school girl. Another one is Tomita Haruka, whom he sees every morning recently, who also has the youthful innocence of a girl in her school days...

Speaking of which, both of these high school girls have very big breasts... No, that's just a coincidence, I'm not a big-breast fetishist!

Having mentally ranked the girls by their level of embarrassment, Kuroba Akira had already returned to the entrance of the women's restroom and called out to them.

"Moe, are you all better?"

"Ah! Yes, yes! I'm here! I'll be right out!"

She received a response immediately and rushed out right away.

But seeing her rush out, Kuroba Akira couldn't remain calm.

skirt!

You're not wearing a skirt!

And it's not just a skirt... there's nothing there at all!

No, it's not like we can say we have absolutely nothing... at least we still have the Silkworm Rolls.

But it doesn't even qualify as a cover-up! In fact, it makes it worse!

Chapter 168 Tasting the Flavor of First Blood

"Wait, wait, wait! Moe, the skirt! You forgot about the skirt!"

"……ah!!!"

Aizen Moe genuinely didn't realize she wasn't wearing a skirt.

She was still immersed in her recurring fantasies and increasingly clear scene compositions when she suddenly heard Kuroba Akira's voice. She immediately and reflexively 'obeyed orders' and rushed out of the toilet stall to see him.

So it was only after Kuroba Akira reminded her that she remembered her skirt was still on the toilet tank, and her soaked underwear was lying on the floor.

But instead of running back immediately, she frantically pulled down the front of her school uniform, trying to cover herself.