"I still have a two-million-yen deal that hasn't been completed!"
If Hakuto had known that coming back would mean getting dragged into hard labor by Nao, he might as well have stayed with Eriri. Besides, he hadn't even eaten yet!
"(눈_눈)"
"Actually, I get nervous whenever I talk to people. There's no way I can handle psychological counseling."
"Don't worry, the microphone here has a voice changer, and the audio pickup is excellent. Even if you turn your head and curse at him after talking, he won't hear it."
Damn…
Hearing how well-prepared Nao was, Hakuto found himself running out of excuses.
"President… I'm hungry…"
Before Hakuto could finish his sentence, a bento box was placed right in front of him.
"Who the hell wants a bento?! I just closed a multi-million-yen deal, and you're giving me this?"
"You don't want it? What a shame, I even bought the deluxe version…"
"Wait… free food is free food… I can eat something better later tonight."
Hakuto reluctantly took the bento from Nao's hands. After all, if he refused, she really would take it back, not just as a formality.
Only then did Hakuto settle in and turn his attention to the one-way mirror, observing the boy on the other side.
Wearing a Hoshinoumi school uniform, he appeared to be a second-year student. He had glasses and long bangs, a typical otaku look.
At the same time, Hakuto also noticed someone standing near the door beyond the one-way mirror—Takajo Jojiro.
As if sensing Hakuto's gaze, even through the one-way mirror, Takajo Jojiro nodded slightly in his direction.
"So, Takajo's job is just to be a doorman?"
"Forget that for now. The guest has been waiting for a long time."
"Nao, you're going to regret making me do this."
"I'm the student council president!"
Hakuto set down his bento, picked up the microphone on the table, and gave it a light blow.
"Whoo~ whoo~"
The boy outside was visibly startled by the sound, jumping up from his seat.
"Don't worry, our professional counselor has arrived."
"Is that so…"
Jojiro reassured the guest just in time.
"What exactly do I need to do?" Hakuto asked.
"Isn't this your specialty?"
"Damn it! Since when have I ever provided services for guys?!"
"Ah, whatever, we don't make money from the first case anyway."
Hakuto silently gave Nao a thumbs-up. Whether they charged or not was entirely up to her as the boss. As an employee, he was just getting paid a fixed salary.
"Hello, welcome to the psychological counseling event hosted by Hoshinoumi."
The moment he spoke, Hakuto realized that the voice coming from the speakers wasn't his own—it was a sweet, energetic female voice.
He didn't really mind. Compared to everything else, this was the smallest issue imaginable.
"Hello, sensei…"
The boy outside seemed extremely reserved—clearly a hardcore introvert. Without the one-way mirror, he probably would have bolted already.
"There's no need to be so tense. Go ahead, tell me what's on your mind. I'll help you out."
Hakuto could hear Nao stifling her laughter behind him.
But he didn't pay it any attention. He was used to it. In fact, if Nao didn't laugh, he'd actually be surprised.
"Sensei… you'll keep this confidential, right?"
"Of course! Everything you say will stay between us."
Even though Hakuto said that, the boy still seemed a little apprehensive.
"Wh-what if someone overhears us?"
"Then I'll just cut off their ears… wait, what the hell am I saying?"
"Huh? Sensei, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing. Just feeling a bit warm."
Hearing that, the boy didn't suspect a thing.
But what he didn't know was that on the other side of the mirror, Hakuto was holding down Nao's head on his lap while still chatting with him.
For a simple reason—right after Hakuto had said he'd cut off an eavesdropper's ears, Nao instinctively reacted as if it was muscle memory.
"You clearly can't beat me, so why do you keep charging in just to get wrecked?"
"Did you use an ability or something? Why are you so strong?"
Nao looked surprised. She knew she couldn't overpower Hakuto, but it shouldn't be to the point where she couldn't even budge under his grip.
"I need an ability just to deal with you? Just stay in that position for a while. Let me handle this client first."
Hakuto then refocused on the boy beyond the mirror.
"Alright, you can speak freely now. I promise there's no third party here."
"Okay, sensei…"
Maybe it was the sweet voice from the voice changer, or maybe it was Hakuto's assurance, but the boy finally let his guard down and began speaking.
"Sensei, I have some… strange sexual fantasies…"
???
The moment those words left the boy's mouth, both Hakuto and Nao were stunned.
Nao slowly sat up, since Hakuto was too shocked to keep holding her down.
They exchanged glances, each seeing the same look of disbelief on the other's face.
"President… Are we even allowed to talk about this? Is this stall going to get banned?"
"With a chibicon like you around, a ban is only a matter of time… Just keep it subtle."
Nao shook her head. Neither of them had expected the first client to be this outrageous.
"Sensei…? Are you still there?"
"I'm here… I understand your concerns, and I believe that everyone has their own unique personality. This is a perfectly normal phenomenon, so there's no need to overthink it."
Seeing Nao give him the go-ahead, Hakuto confidently played to his strengths.
"Yes, sensei! I think so too!"
The boy's face lit up, as if Hakuto had said exactly what he needed to hear.
"Now then, if you don't mind me asking… are you more of an S or an M?"
"Huh? What do S and M mean?"
Just as Hakuto thought the time was right to dive into the topic, he realized the boy had no idea what SM even meant.
He turned to look at Nao, only to find her equally confused.
"Hakuto… What does SM mean?"
…Hakuto had no intention of answering that question.
In his mind, if this boy's strange fantasies weren't SM-related… then they were something even worse.
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