Everything Begins With a Debt in the Hentai World

Also known as "Miss Mira Delivers Her Little Cabbage to a Good Friend."

Time flies like a shooting star, slipping away in the blink of an eye. It passes quietly, changing everything without leaving a trace. 

Before one knows it, Friday has arrived.

The weather is fine, with cherry blossoms fluttering in the breeze. 

As the bell rings to signal the end of the last class, and the teacher calls out "Class dismissed".

The classmates immediately stir with excitement, discussing how to spend their weekend.

"Yoshito, I'm heading to the club now. See you!" 

"See you, Natsuha."

Since that day, the relationship between Shinomiya Natsuha and Ito Yoshito has progressed rapidly. 

However, Natsuha seems to still have reservations; she is beginning to realize that she is gradually developing feelings for another man, Yoshito.

Although she acknowledges her feelings for Yoshito, her childhood friend Yamano Yuta remains a hurdle she cannot overcome.

As for Tsushima Rina, Natsuha firmly believes that the bad girl, the "gyaru," is eyeing Yoshito and has intentions of corrupting him! 

Since she likes Yoshito, she cannot let that bad woman steal him away!

Even though Tsushima Rina is very... bold, she refuses to back down! Shinomiya Natsuha confidently puffs out her voluptuous figure as she bids farewell to Yoshito and leaves the classroom.

After Natsuha departs, Tsushima Rina approaches Yoshito, inviting him to hang out over the weekend.

"Yoshito, want to go out and have some fun this Saturday and Sunday?" 

Tsushima Rina naturally links her arm with Yoshito's, asking playfully. She hasn't had the chance to be alone with him these past few days.

"Sorry, Rina. I really don't have much time!"

"Umm... I see. There's a new movie coming out next Friday night. You have to come with me to see it."

"Okay."

"Hehe, it's a promise then!" 

In front of everyone, Tsushima Rina lightly bites Yoshito's cheek, her delicate, moist lips feeling soft and inviting against his skin. 

It's precisely because Rina often expresses her affections boldly in front of others, making intimate gestures towards Yoshito, that most girls have receded from pursuing him.

After Rina leaves, Yoshito begins to pack his bag to leave as well, but notices Haruno Ayato heaving a sigh, prompting him to ask the only male friend he knows in class.

"Haruno, what's wrong? You seem down."

"Ugh—it's just that the quiz is coming up next week, and if I don't do well, Kaasumi-senpai is definitely going to scold me to death."

To this, Yoshito can't offer much help; he doesn't have time to tutor him, and besides, he needs to find a teacher for his own tutoring.

"Well, good luck. I'm off now. Bye."

"See you, Ito."

...

After boarding the train and following the navigation, Yoshito soon arrives at his destination:

Seika Private Girls' Academy.

——

Ito Yoshito: [Principal Sumeragi Rikka, I have arrived at Seika Private Girls' Academy.] (Unread)

Around a few minutes later, the message turned from unread to read.

Sumeragi Rikka (Principal): [I'll have security take you in.] (Read)

Ito Yoshito: [Okay.] (Read)

——

Yoshito puts away his phone and leans against the wall, waiting.

A few minutes later, a tall female security guard approaches the school gate, quickly spotting Yoshito leaning against the wall. 

She checks her phone and confirms he is the person she is looking for before walking over.

"Hello, I'm Ito Yoshito."

"Follow me."

The two walk in silence until they arrive at a wooden door labeled "Principal's Office."

Knock knock.

"Come in," a voice as smooth as a clear spring echoes from behind the door.

The security guard opens the door and leads Yoshito into the principal's office, pausing not far from Sumeragi Rikka's desk and bowing slightly in respect toward her.

"Principal."

"Mm, you can go now."

"Yes."

As soon as he enters, Yoshito is puzzled by the environment of the office. 

Outside, the sun is shining brightly, and typically, one would draw the curtains back to allow natural light to fill the room, energizing the workspace. 

But... 

Sumeragi Rikka has the curtains drawn tight, allowing not a single beam of sunlight to enter. 

Instead, a softly glowing desk lamp sheds a faint light, casting a gentle ambiance reminiscent of twilight, creating a tranquil yet mysterious atmosphere. 

The shadows on the walls dance lightly with the flickering light, as if narrating a silent story about to unfold.

Once the security guard leaves and closes the door, Sumeragi Rikka finally turns her attention to Yoshito. 

Her deep-set eyes are framed by silver glasses that complement her features, scrutinizing him with a gaze akin to a mysterious violet wrapping around him.

"Ito Yoshito, right?"

"Hello, Principal Sumeragi."

Sumeragi Rikka is dressed in a red office uniform, the collar lined with black fabric that accentuates her voluptuous curves alluringly.

At this moment, she sits with her legs crossed, her skin like a ripe peach that seems ready to burst from the short skirt's embrace. 

Her legs, covered in sheer black stockings, rise and fall gracefully, creating a charming symphony of friction between strength and elegance.

Unfortunately, much of this beautiful scene is hidden behind the office desk, and even Yoshito, at his height, can only catch fleeting glances of it.

Nevertheless, that only adds to her allure.

Sumeragi Rikka pushes a paper file across the desk toward him nonchalantly.

"Ito-kun, take a look. Check if there are any mistakes in your file."

Yoshito takes the file and inspects it closely, eventually finding no errors and returning it to Sumeragi Rikka's vicinity.

"There are no mistakes, Principal Sumeragi."

Sumeragi Rikka straightens in her chair, leaning back slightly as if the pressure might tear her uniform's V-neck seal, with hints of her figure pushing against the fabric.

Tilting her head slightly, she scrutinizes Yoshito with an icy gaze as if she is enveloped in frost, conveying an air of gravity. 

Sumeragi Rikka brushes back some stray white hair framing her face, the elegant curves of her features accentuated by her droplet-shaped emerald earrings, giving her a regal yet mysterious demeanor.

She exudes the presence of a queen.

With her slender hands clasped under her chin, her crystal lips part slightly as she delivers her calm yet serious words.

"Seika Private Girls' Academy has long implemented a secret system known as the 'Secret Boyfriend' program."

"Students at this elite girls' school often experience tremendous internal pressure for various reasons..."

"To protect these privileged students from being exploited by unscrupulous individuals..."

"As the one applying to be a secret boyfriend..."

"...your role is to pretend to be..."

"...the boyfriend of a student..."

"in need..."

"...providing her with positive emotional support..."

"If necessary..."

"...you need to 'pour your heart' out!"

As she says this, Sumeragi Rikka's gaze becomes meaningful, thoroughly assessing Yoshito.

Pausing for a moment, she continues speaking.

"I've reviewed your background investigation report—your character, health issues, and for the most part, there are no problems."

"Especially your motivation for applying—'to repay debts for money.' I found out your situation regarding your father's debts, and it is indeed a straightforward motivation, which makes you trustworthy."

"This 'Secret Boyfriend' system is the school's greatest secret."

"We are exceedingly cautious when recruiting outsiders. If it weren't for a vacancy last month, we wouldn't have hired anyone."

"The reason is that we must be discreet and safeguard this secret together. I originally hoped to recruit someone with a certain social standing who is rational. However, a 'nobody' who is a lecher would be quite troublesome!"

"Originally, Mira recommended you to me, and I was planning to refuse."

At this point, Sumeragi Rikka stands up from her chair, her delicate hand gliding across the desk as she approaches Yoshito, arms crossed and holding her head high, looking joyfully at him.

"Do you know why I ultimately decided to give you an interview?"

"Why?" Yoshito engages, sensing the moment.

"For you, Yoshito-kun, your father is almost nonexistent, he hasn't cared for you since you were very small. This means you developed a habit of self-reliance early on, which has cultivated a relatively rational and mature person."

"You have the need to repay debts, and as a partner in this secret, you fit perfectly. Moreover, compared to others, your youth offers a unique advantage for this role—raw vitality!"

Her delicate hands weave through air like a gentle breeze over water, bringing with it a refreshing chill and endless imagination. 

Her fingers seem to glide gracefully, generating a melody that radiates a bewitching charm, turning cool sensations into warmth that envelops Yoshito, capturing his full attention.

"Principal Sumeragi Rikka, you..."

"I've decided to hire you!"

"Thank you, Principal!" 

At this revelation, Yoshito straightens himself, suppressing the magnetic pull of his inclination and steps slightly away from Sumeragi Rikka, intending to bow in gratitude. 

However, she halts him, her long, beautiful fingers lifting his chin, her alluring presence intensifying as she seamlessly blends grace and sensuality.

"…But before that, let me confirm your practical skills!"

(Author: Brothers and Sisters, Yoshito is the first 'secret boyfriend' recruited since Principal Sumeragi Rikka took office. This position has a fixed quota, and new recruits are hired only when someone leaves. I'll explain more later, but I wanted to clarify here to prevent any misunderstandings.)

——

"So starting tomorrow... um, the preparatory work begins. Phew—"

"If there's anyone, I'll notify you, phew—"

"Okay, Principal."

"Call me... Rikka!"

"Rikka-nee!"

"Glug ❤️∽ Glug ❤️∽"

Yoshito entered the principal's office at four-thirty, and when he stepped out, the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting a dusk hue across the distant clouds. 

Yoshito checked his phone; it was already six-thirty. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue this engaging session, but Principal Sumeragi Rikka was evidently spent!

"I need to hurry to the supermarket before the good deals on food are all gone."

Yoshito dashed out from the principal's office, racing swiftly toward the train station.

As dusk descended, on the bleachers of the track field illuminated by the setting sun, a sporty beauty was resting there after training.

"Whew—so refreshing!" 

Cold water trickled down Katou Mio's lower lip, flowing into her mouth as her throat moved gently, imagining the cool sensation sliding down, bringing her relief.

Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, tracing down her exquisitely sculpted features, sliding down her prominent nose, ultimately dripping onto her fitted sports top. 

The fabric clung to her well-proportioned figure, and due to perspiration, the material adhered to her sun-kissed, healthy brown skin, accentuating the contours of her toned back and shoulders.

"I'm so tired; the pressure is starting to build up again!"

Katou Mio wipes the water that inadvertently dribbled down her chin, mingling with her sweat. 

She gazes at the evening sky, thinking about the conversation she wants to have with Principal Sumeragi Rikka. 

'Secret boyfriend? Will it really alleviate my stress?'

"Hm? A guy? Running so fast!" 

Glancing unintentionally toward the outside of the track field, she spots a figure in another school's uniform swiftly maneuvering toward the school gate. Katou Mio can't help but admire his speed. 

'Why would there be a boy from another school? If I could train with someone so strong, I could definitely get stronger and run faster!'

——

As the last rays of sunlight sink below the horizon, most club activities at Seika Private Girls' Academy have come to an end, and students begin to leave in clusters, chattering as they make their way home under the setting sun.

However, all the clamor and busyness fade beyond the curtains of the principal's office. 

In the dimly lit room, the outlines of various items become blurred in the amber glow, each shrouded in a thin veil of mist, losing their everyday sharpness and clarity.

"Drip—drip—" 

The faint sound of dripping water amplifies in the stillness of the space, echoing clearly.

The source of the sound... seems to be coming from the desk.

The air is thick with a damp, sticky aura as Sumeragi Rikka delicately walks from the sofa to her office chair, each step crawling with a tantalizing tension...

With every footfall creating an electric charge coursing through her body, reminiscent of the suffocating sensation of being submerged in a bottomless ocean, her senses overwhelmed by waves of confusion.

The short distance from the sofa to the chair feels like traversing half a century, unbearable and itching.

"Phew—" 

Leaning back into her comfortable office chair, Sumeragi Rikka exhales fully, noticing the damp, sticky surface of her desk, now transformed into a shade of white, raising her brows in surprise as she assesses the situation.

She opens a drawer, fetches her phone, and scrolls through her contacts. 

Finally, her finger halts at a female's contact, and she dials the number.