Late May.
The matter of the special exam had passed.
The first-years seemed to be undergoing a second special exam, but the second-years had returned to tranquility.
At this time.
In the girl's dormitory.
Hikigaya curled up like a corpse, lying on the bed with eyes of dead silence, completely withdrawn.
During this period of time.
Movie theaters, public restrooms, special teaching buildings without surveillance, the rooftop of the dormitory building.
He had been dragged by Kamuro Masumi to do all sorts of things.
Hikigaya's heart was as cold as ash.
Anyone else might have found it exciting or stimulating, but Hikigaya only felt like vomiting, yet he couldn't even manage to refuse.
Watching this scene, Kamuro Masumi's expression was unpleasant.
She didn't feel good inside either.
Though she wouldn't call herself a good person, Kamuro Masumi couldn't be purely evil like Sakayanagi Arisu.
Seeing Hikigaya become like this,
she naturally felt some guilt.
Back when the rumors about Ichinose were circulating, Kamuro Masumi had learned of Hikigaya's character and felt a faint sense of envy.
It wasn't love, of course.
Kamuro Masumi just really hoped
that she could have someone who would be willing to take the blame for her when she shoplifted.
Therefore,
Kamuro Masumi didn't dislike Hikigaya.
She even felt a bit of a desire to steal Hikigaya away from Ichinose.
Aside from seeking excitement, there was also a sliver of hidden jealousy deep in her heart.
Clearly, they both shoplifted.
Moreover, the price of what Ichinose stole was much more expensive than hers; she usually just stole a bottle of beer.
Why was Ichinose able to live happily while she could only continue being sneaky?
Of course,
this was all her own choice.
But seeing Ichinose just made her feel annoyed.
Precisely because of this, she agreed to Sakayanagi Arisu's plan; otherwise, Sakayanagi wouldn't have been able to force her to do this.
However, now.
Hikigaya was just lying on the bed like a salted fish.
Letting her do whatever she wanted.
Whatever she did.
Aside from physiological reactions, Hikigaya had no reaction whatsoever.
With this,
even if it wasn't this large, she might as well have bought a vibrator.
"Get up."
Kamuro Masumi stood by the bed and spoke coldly; Hikigaya got up with a dull expression and no response.
Watching this, Kamuro Masumi became even more frustrated.
"I mean, is it really necessary? I'm not ugly, okay? I don't even know how many guys are chasing me."
It was a fact.
Her appearance was at least in the top ten of the school.
And because she exercised frequently, she had abs on her belly and a top-tier figure, earning her the favor of many boys.
But Kamuro Masumi knew very well.
With her kleptomania, it was impossible to find a suitable boyfriend, so she never had thoughts in that direction.
Now,
she had finally found someone as easy to control as Hikigaya.
What was the point of playing with someone who was like a dead fish?
"..."
Seeing Hikigaya remain silent, Kamuro Masumi said with some annoyance:
"Stop pretending. You've already dated two girls, so what's wrong with having sex with me? It's not like I'm asking you to take responsibility! Do you hate me that much?"
"Yes."
Hikigaya finally looked up at her, his gaze icy: "If I didn't have a shred of sanity left, I'd really want to beat you to death."
No matter how beautiful Kamuro Masumi was.
Hikigaya felt disgusted just looking at her face.
Even though Himeno Yuki also disregarded his feelings, Hikigaya only felt slightly uncomfortable.
After all,
Himeno Yuki's intention was love.
Hikigaya truly didn't know how to deal with it.
But Kamuro Masumi.
She didn't have a shred of emotion; it was just for the sake of seeking excitement. She didn't even cherish her own body.
It was purely for the sake of enjoyment.
The "first time" or whatever.
To Kamuro Masumi, it was just a trivial matter.
This snake-hearted woman was just like Sakayanagi Arisu.
Both were bitches.
This kind of pure carnal lust,
Hikigaya didn't know what there was to enjoy about it; he only felt a wave of disgust.
Hearing his words,
Kamuro Masumi's face remained calm.
For some reason, her heart felt a pang of pain.
It made sense.
To use such despicable means to threaten someone, it was only natural for Hikigaya to hate her like this.
However.
Kamuro Masumi didn't consider herself a loose woman.
Otherwise,
with so many men pursuing her,
there would have been someone who could accept a kleptomaniac.
Kamuro Masumi could have kept trying long ago; she would have eventually found someone, so why would she have saved her first time until now.
And given it to the man in front of her in such a way.
Was it not because she didn't hate him.
She even felt a little envious that Ichinose could get such a good man.
She agreed to Sakayanagi Arisu's plan to seek excitement from Hikigaya, but now Hikigaya seemed like a dead fish who had lost his soul.
She originally thought Hikigaya was a scumbag.
So she could do it without any burden.
But now she discovered he wasn't that kind of person.
Kamuro Masumi also felt unpleasant inside.
However,
if she had known beforehand that Hikigaya was this kind of person, Kamuro Masumi didn't know if she would still have used such a method.
After all,
it really was very exciting.
During this time, in movie theaters, in various public places... and Hikigaya's "crime tool" was simply a violation.
It felt incredibly good.
Or maybe it was as that female writer surnamed Zhang said.
Kamuro Masumi was truly a bit reluctant to let go.
But now,
things had reached this point.
There was no regret medicine in the world.
Trying to change Hikigaya's opinion of her now was probably impossible.
"Phew."
Kamuro Masumi lifted her white pleated skirt to her waist and knelt on the low table, pouting her pretty bottom, looking somewhat eager:
"Come on, hit me."
"???"
Hikigaya looked up at the bright white scene before him, doubting if he had misheard, and didn't snap out of it for a moment.
"Don't you hate me?"
"Don't you want to hit me?"
"Come on, hit me."
Kamuro Masumi tilted her bottom a bit higher to make it easier for Hikigaya behind her to do it, her tone becoming more excited.
This kind of thing.
She had only heard of it but never tried it.
She didn't know what it would actually feel like.
"You..."
Hikigaya frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"Stop talking nonsense, if I tell you to hit me, hit me! Hurry up!"
"..."
Hearing Kamuro Masumi's words, Hikigaya finally looked directly at that expanse of white, his fingers unable to stop trembling.
To be honest,
during this period of time,
he felt sick just seeing Kamuro Masumi, and when he returned to the dorm to face Ichinose, he felt waves of guilt.
However,
these things couldn't be told to anyone.
Hikigaya was already nearing the edge of a breakdown.
Gritting his teeth,
Hikigaya slapped Kamuro Masumi's bottom directly.
There was a crisp sound.
Looking at the ripple of flesh, Hikigaya only felt his palm go numb, but his heart was pounding.
His pent-up emotions finally found an outlet.
Seeing that Kamuro Masumi only cried out and didn't stop him, Hikigaya's expression turned grim and he hardened his heart, delivering another slap.
"Smack."
"Bitch, I'll teach you to threaten me, I'll teach you to be so despicable and low."
"Smack."
Hikigaya slapped Kamuro Masumi's body over and over.
Constantly venting his inner dissatisfaction and frustration.
And in front of him.
"Oh~"
Like a white swan, Kamuro Masumi's face was flushed as she arched her head high.
The stinging pain was mixed with a trace of pleasure.
It swept through her entire body.
The guilt in her heart seemed to weaken a bit.
She seemed to love this feeling, and quickly spoke in a flirtatious voice.
"Keep going, keep hitting me, don't be polite, hit me hard~"
"Smack..."
Hikigaya naturally wasn't polite at all.
The two of them seemed to have found the "correct" way to interact.