Stealing Spree

“Do you realize what you’ve done, senpai?”

I attempted to hide the rage as I delivered those words but looking at the pompous clown that was possibly about to wet himself and thinking about what he was planning for Marika, I just couldn’t calm my blood down.

That sweet girl. Her family. The Ichihara Family. They subjected her to this fate. And even when she diligently followed them at first, what she got was this idiot who only thinks she is his possession.

I clenched my fists, pooling in all my rage on that. If the punches I’ve thrown earlier were to protect myself. This time... I just wanted to vent my rage that piled up against this idiot.

Before he could answer, my fist had already made contact with his stomach, making a loud dull sound. It wasn’t just one. I hit him thrice, each one louder than the other. I also stomped at his hand and leg, resulting in his retching while clutching his stomach and twisting in pain.

He had no time to scream. His breath escaped his lungs when he also got hit on his chest. It’s his fault. He kept on moving, after all. My accuracy was surely not going to hold.

After watching him teeter into unconsciousness, I retracted my arms and disdainfully looked down at him from above. Lucky him, no one’s around or his pompous reputation would be tarnished again.

Although I was truly considering it, there’s no point pummeling his face. He could keep that hideous face of his. It’s enough to hurt him where bruises or cuts wouldn’t be visible. That way, he’d have to force himself to act normal when in truth, his body ached all over.

And honestly, it’s also some kind of repression on my part after doing exactly that to the silent guy.

Even though Hayashi-sensei didn’t tell me about it, I heard from Shio that she was told to visit and check on the guy as his advisor. She went there but she didn’t even meet him because apparently, he locked himself in his room.

His parents were aware of what happened to him but he probably confessed that it was his fault. However, I wasn’t so certain about that.

Maybe, Hayashi-sensei or Shio took measures to prevent trouble from catching me for what I did. There was no way for me to find out about it unless they told me. And if Shio truly decided to keep it from me, it just meant that she knew what I was going to do if I found out.

In the end, no matter how justified my reason for beating him was, hitting him until he became that bloody truly went overboard there. I was blinded by my rage of knowing he kept on stalking Saki and he didn’t have any intention to stop.

Furthermore, his wounds were actually worse since he wasn’t even as tough as those hired thugs I’d just taken down. Most likely, he’s still nursing his banged-up face in his room.

If he ever returned from his suspension soon, I could already imagine him using a mask to cover half of his face.

Hopefully, he learned his lesson from that. I don’t mind being seen by him as a demon, I will naturally be like that when it comes to my girls’ well-being.

Anyone troubling them would have to deal with my demon.

“Senpai, take a better look at this school. You’re probably not going to step foot in here again after today. Or maybe you still can if your daddy bailed you out again but you’ll never be able to bother Marika again. You and your followers, if I ever hear that you’re cornering her again, I won’t stop at this.”

I squatted in front of him as I delivered those words. I have a plan in mind and if it works, he’s as good as expelled in this school. Or dropped out if his daddy dear helped him out.

I also have to rely on my parents and the eccentric old man who will suppress the Ichihara Family’s influence if they try bribing and sweeping this all under the rug.

As for Marika’s family… Maybe one day, I’ll make a trip there with the girl. I’ll ask for her hand myself. If asking doesn’t work. I’ll declare my intention to marry her. Whether they agree with me or not, Marika will be returning home with me.

Before leaving him there, I looked around us for any witnesses. I don’t really care if someone caught everything that transpired in a camera. I just want to know who to look for when it spreads.

You know… To have a good chat.

Upon arriving at the Book Club, I immediately found Misaki by the door. Well, I messaged them I was coming so this was to be expected.

Further in the room were the Itou Sisters sitting next to each other. Haruko was, as always, sitting behind her table. And lastly, the orange and green duo of Yuika and Minori-senpai.

With my innocent forehead girl taking the first leap into my arms, I naturally didn’t deny her of that. And like last time, I played into giving her a kiss. A swift one, just to make her giggle. Even with her innocence chipped away, she’s still fairly innocent when it comes to deepening intimacy. For now, that’s enough for her.

When Maaya saw that, I could see her flinching at her seat. Even if we already told her about that, seeing it before her eyes would still have an effect.

It’s not that long yet since we started educating the forehead girl. And now, she’s this happy receiving a kiss from me.

But who’s to say, she’s not the same? She’s also fairly innocent back then and I already got to taste what’s under her clothes… Nonetheless, thinking about it, her reaction probably stemmed from her sense of responsibility to protect the girl.

And that’s why when I approached them, I also gave her the same treatment, to ease her mind before doing the same for Himeko and Haruko.

As for the other two… Uh. Let’s not talk about them. Minori-senpai seemed pretty ready though but I refrained. It’s just her way of showing her determination to face me.

Haruko caught on that something happened beforehand. It’s really hard to keep things from her. I didn’t tell them exactly but at the very least, I phrased it like this, “I got slowed down by a clown performing a trick. His eight assistants laughed and ran away and I was left to see that trick to the end.”

While the others were puzzled at that riddle-like answer, Haruko burst out laughing as she pulled on my cheeks, kneading them like my face was dough.

“Un. It doesn’t matter. You’ve been kind to that clown, hubby.”

“Oh, yeah. I sure was. He won’t forget my kindness.”

With that exchange between us, Maaya and Himeko also managed to partly understand it. The former facepalmed and squeezed my cheeks too while the latter expressed her concern by checking on my body.

As for Misaki, it’s better that she doesn’t know. I kept her in my embrace, doting on her until they prepared to go home.

Before that, I specifically doted on both sisters, taking them inside the abandoned classroom near the stairs. It was to ease their longing for me – especially Himeko’s. I got to hear her progress with the gradual change in standing in their father’s eyes. Her recent attempt at managing the hotel in place of Maaya helped in that. She did well. My Himeko has started to cast away her fear and weakness. It won’t be long before the two of them stand side by side, ushering new prosperity for their hotel business empire. Or that’s what I hoped to see. The girls succeed in their own ability.

Soon afterward, Haruko only let me send them off at the entrance of the Club Building. She knew I was stretching my time as much as possible again before my meeting with Shizu.