Iya Na Kao Sare Nagara Opantsu Misete Moraitai (2027)

She stood up slowly, her expression shifting from mere annoyance to a mask of freezing contempt. She didn't move closer. She stayed behind the safety of the desk, but she made sure he had a clear view.

Her eyes never left his. They were filled with such intense loathing that a lesser man would have withered. She looked at him with the kind of "disgusted face" that suggested he wasn't even worth the effort of the insult.

With a slow, deliberate movement that felt like a trial, she reached down and pinched the hem of her skirt. She lifted it just a few inches—high enough to reveal the pristine, white lace of her underwear against her pale skin, but no further. Iya na Kao sare nagara Opantsu Misete Moraitai

The remaining hours were spent in quiet focus as the budget report was finally completed. With the task finalized and the sun beginning to peek over the horizon, the office was locked, marking the end of a long and tense night of student council duties.

"Fine," she hissed. "If it will make you shut up and do your job, you miserable creep." She stood up slowly, her expression shifting from

"Is the report finished?" she asked, her voice like a cold blade.

Kenji picked up his pen, a small, satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "Perfectly. The budget will be ready by dawn." Her eyes never left his

"The report won't finish itself, Miyu-san," Kenji replied calmly, finally setting the pen down. He met her gaze. "And you want that budget approved by tomorrow morning, don't you?"