Stealing Spree

Chapter 1185: The Ringlet Girl’s Absurdity

Five minutes later, I was now inside the moving car. The interior had room enough for someone to stretch their legs out. Although not exactly that surprising, Kujou-senpai had an extended footrest that she could connect to the backseat, turning it into a more comfortable place to rest.         

Furthermore, the area for the driver’s seat was blocked by a black, thin wall decorated by a widescreen TV. It’s currently turned off so I had no idea if it’s just a decoration or not. There’s a blended door at the side connecting this area to it. It’s not easily noticeable but I guess that’s an intentional design.     

Nonetheless, just from that, one could say how luxurious this car of hers is.     

For sure, if Kujou Marika let out a distressed call even as a joke, both the driver and the one sitting next to him would burst into this area and restrain me. Worse, beat me up right away – if they could, of course.     

Anyway, with that kind of invitation, she gave me no choice but to accept or else she’d probably keep on following me even when I was on foot.     

Whatever this was about, she surely had her reason. She’s not just being a generous senior.     

Since the Miura Household was just a walking distance from our school, the car soon approached it. And actually, we never exchanged any words yet.     

Kujou Marika only smiled at my side while humming cheerfully. Ah, she’s also twirling her ringlets and brushing them with her fingers, straightening them. But like a spring, it always returned to its original form.     

What resilient hair.     

“Kujou-senpai, I know it’s too late to ask this but… why?”     

“Hmm? What do you mean, Junior-kun? Is this inappropriate for you?” The girl inched closer to me and drew her face close enough for us to only have each other in our sight.     

“Let’s see. Rather than being inappropriate, I think it’s about time for senpai to stop putting a façade in front of me. Just so you know, you’re cuter when you’re not acting like this.”     

She’s not dumb. Far from it even. However, she’s probably the type to fixate on one thing and disregard the others. And at the moment, that fixation somehow turned to me. Not that she forgot about Ichihara Jun. She simply found it more interesting to interact with me at the moment.     

And if I had to guess, what happened yesterday also made an impact. Why would he even bring a girl in front of her? He’s not me who got tacit consent from my girls. Moreover, Kujou-senpai was invested in their relationship.     

She’s even going out of her way to deal with me. Though her motive was gradually changing, there’s no doubt that her initial reason for approaching me was to see how a mere first-year student could stand up against Ichihara Jun.     

“Ara? Is that so?”     

“Yes. Very much so.”     

She locked our eyes for a few seconds before her lips arced upward, releasing whatever built-up tension, “Junior-kun must’ve been imagining things. I put on no façade. This is me.”     

Kujou-senpai then plopped her back comfortably. Nonetheless, her eyes remained trained on me.     

“Well, if that’s what senpai wants me to believe, so be it. Anyway, I think here is fine. How can I ask the driver to stop?” I shrugged and decided to drop the matter entirely. Probing her here wouldn’t produce any results. The girl also didn’t ask me questions at all. I’m starting to believe that she’s just trying to be kind, dropping me off at my destination.     

Or so I thought.     

Before Kujou-senpai answered my question, she reached for my arm and pulled me down to be in the same posture as her. Following that, she gradually turned her body, lifted one of her legs, and placed it on my thighs.     

“If you say stop, this car will stop. The people at the front can hear us just fine. But must you go immediately? Accompany me for a little longer.” Surprisingly flirtatious, Kujou-senpai then reached for my shoulder before letting her hand slide to my chest.     

Right, this was as daring as she could be. And since she mentioned how those at the front could hear us… she’s trying something by doing this.     

I could feel her fingertips poking on my chest along with her somewhat pitiful front pressing on my arm. Her leg wrapped in black stockings was also gradually rubbing on my thighs.     

“If senpai didn’t do this, I might’ve said yes immediately. But now… it makes me wonder what you are trying to accomplish. Say, what would senpai do if I did the same?” I turned to face the girl before letting my hand drop to her side before letting it slide to her back.         

When I gave it a push to press her further to me, Kujou Marika simply followed through as a somewhat naughty smile rose on her lips.     

“That’s no fun, Junior-kun. You should be as bold as me. Here let me help you.” Leaving my chest behind, she grabbed my arm and placed my hand on her leg.     

Alright. So, she wanted to play like this? It’s not like I hadn’t encountered a very straightforward girl, the same as how she’s acting right now.     

“Senpai, are you trying to get me killed by Ichihara-senpai?” I asked, still acting like a harmless junior. While this situation was something most boys would dream of, my mind couldn’t help but think of various possibilities or outcomes.     

I may be the ‘Destroyer of Relationships’ but my achievements all came from how I controlled the situation, not the other way around.     

That’s why… I could only be cautious here and understand what I was dealing with.     

“Fufu. No, don’t worry about Jun-kun. He’s not aware that I went to pick you up. For the record, I specifically waited for you. You’re a busy guy even after school, Junior-kun.” Kujou-senpai gleefully laughed as she gradually put her head on my shoulder, acting more intimate by the second.     

Disregarding that last part that implied how she watched me escort my girls to their stations, I finally got a hint of why she suddenly did this.     

Right on the money, this was probably related to yesterday… Ichihara Jun flaunting another girl to her most likely pushed her to do the same thing.     

And because everyone close to her was a follower, I got picked by her in the process of elimination… Who better to use but someone Ichihara have a beef with?     

Or that’s how I see this.     

Looking out from the window, we’re still a few blocks away from the Miura Household. However, the car soon halted on the side of the road.     

I thought they stopped because they heard our conversation but boy I was wrong…     

The two men that should be her escort and bodyguard got out of the car and walked to the sidewalk. Within that distance as well as the tinted windows, they wouldn’t be able to see what’s happening inside.     

And with how swift they moved… it’s most likely a premeditated order by none other than this bold ringlet girl.     

“Don’t mind them and focus on me, Junior-kun. What do you think about this? Am I doing great in the art of seduction?” Perhaps seeing my eyes wander outside, she took my attention back by pulling my head down.     

How should I answer that? Rather than being seduced, I could only feel like I was being played at by this girl.