Mitsuki’s grades are stuck harder than a rusty bolt, and some dude’s got the bright idea to fix it with a “training camp” situation. She’s about to shoot that down faster than a bad Tinder date.
He whips out his phone and flashes her a video of Kasumi doing some… oral session. He’s promising this is the secret sauce to grade improvement, and Mitsuki’s gonna get the same treatment whether she likes it or not.
The whole deal is so messed up and outrageous it makes her blood boil.
So there she is, planted right on top of Kouta’s lap while he’s parked in a chair, trying to study at a desk like that’s a normal thing. Every time she nails a question on one of his twisted little pop quizzes, she gets a bathroom pass. Yeah, it’s as degrading as it sounds.
She’s stuck in this humiliating position, her dignity taking a nosedive, but she’s grinding hard to hit that passing mark. Her whole body’s telling the tale of her struggle—covered in the evidence of her ordeal. Let’s just say things have gotten white, sticky, and way beyond your average study session. The things she’s enduring for academic success are absolutely, certifiably insane.
