Chapter 759 - 759: Submitting to the Master

"Please... Hikari-kun... Master..."

"I'll accept you as my Master... so stop making me just watch..."

"Let me join... let this bitch join in too..."

Hearing Izumi's pleading, Hikari didn't agree right away.

He kept working with the eager Hinata, helping her dig out the hidden potential in that healthy, wheat-tanned body, until the dark-skinned athletic gyaru was nearly out of breath.

Only then did he push her away and walk over to Izumi, who was bawling her eyes out.

"Since you promised to turn over a new leaf, show it with some action."

"I want you to apologize to Yoshida Saki and the others you bullied. You can start right now. Record a video and take a stand."

Seeing Hikari take out his phone and watch her calmly, Izumi hesitated for half a second at most. Then she faced the camera, sobbing and confessing, a total wreck.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, everyone..."

"What I did before was way out of line... I was no better than a beast..."

"Master Hikari-kun's education made me fully realize my mistakes..."

"I'm sorry... I'm really, really sorry..."

Izumi's pitiful state now was a contrast to how overbearing she'd been when she bullied others.

After kowtowing over and over and apologizing, once she'd expressed all the remorse she was supposed to, Izumi lifted her tear-soaked face, opened her red, swollen eyes wide, and looked up at Hikari with longing, like a stray dog waiting to be fed.

"I really know I was wrong. I promise I'll change..."

"So... Master, can you... can you let me join in too?"

"I want... I want Master Hikari's education too..."

Listening to Izumi's endless begging, Hikari finally spoke, as if he were handing out a favor, "Fine. I'll give you a chance."

"!"

A look of near-ecstatic joy burst across Izumi's face, and she actually threw herself forward to lick the tip of his shoe.

Thud!

Hikari nudged her away with one light kick, his eyes cold.

"This is your last chance."

His voice was calm, yet it made her shudder worse than any shout.

"If you make the same mistakes as before, if you do anything bad again... then the hypnosis becomes permanent, and I'll personally wipe out the whole first half of your life as the person called 'Izumi.' Understand?"

Hearing Hikari's calm warning, Izumi shook violently all over, and a terrible fear clenched around her heart.

"I-I understand! I'll never, ever do it again!"

"I swear! I'll be Master Hikari-kun's best-behaved dog! I'll do anything you tell me to! Izumi will definitely obey..."

"You don't have to be a dog," Hikari cut in.

His gaze then swept over Minako and Hinata beside her, who didn't dare make a sound either. After taking in the different expressions on all three gyarus, he addressed the gyaru trio together, "I'm giving each of you one chance to turn over a new leaf."

"From now on, no more of the rotten stuff that makes everyone hate your guts."

"And all of you will do odd jobs in the Pure Love Research Club to atone, and you'll repent right under my nose."

"As long as you behave and start over as new people,"

"as long as you really do turn over a new leaf, I won't hypnotize and educate you anymore."

"Otherwise..."

He didn't finish, but the chill had already seeped into the air.

"We promise! We'll definitely listen!", Minako jumped in first with her answer, Hinata nodded like she was pecking rice, and Izumi kowtowed again and again, afraid of missing this one and only chance.

A faint light passed through Hikari's eyes, and the Pure Love System's notification chimed quietly in his mind.

[Ding! Izumi and the gyaru trio, who bullied others, have sworn to turn over a new leaf after the Host's education! The spirit of pure love has been successfully promoted!]

[Reward obtained: Pure Love Points +300!]

Listening to the Pure Love System's notification in his head, Hikari nodded, satisfied.

Educating these three gyarus, Izumi and the others, had taken up a fair amount of his time.

But the reward was still very satisfying.

After all, it hadn't cost much of his energy.

Even the hypnosis he'd used on them had been taken from them in the first place.

And once the most hard-headed one, Izumi, lowered her proud head and promised to turn over a new leaf, Hikari kept his word and let her join the study group.

At the same time, he coached the three gyarus on how to turn over a new leaf from here on.

To help the lessons stick in their memories and make their studying more efficient, Hikari even used hypnosis to boost their efficiency dozens of times over.

Naturally, Izumi and the gyaru trio were grateful to the point of tears.

The activity room, where the gyarus used to run wild, was now filled with a friendly atmosphere of study, and the air even seemed a little more humid.

———

Meanwhile, Nonohara Yuzuka, fresh out of the girls' restroom, clutched the threatening letter and made her way unsteadily into the clubroom building.

When she stood in front of the classroom of the 'Film Research Club' and looked at its tightly shut door, her heart nearly leaped out of her throat.

She stopped at the door of the 'Film Research Club' and hesitated for a long time.

Like Louis XVI about to mount the guillotine, she was torn up inside with agony and unease.

But in the end, she gathered her courage, reached out, and pushed open the door of the club.

"I-Is anyone there?", Nonohara Yuzuka pushed the door open, poked out half her face carefully, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's whine.

Behind the door was a pitifully small room. Calling it a club activity room was generous; it looked more like an abandoned storage closet.

The light was dim, and the space was so cramped it was hard even to turn around. Clearly the school didn't support it much.

The room held a single chipped desk and a broken chair. On the desk sat an old computer, the edges of its monitor yellowed, and beside it was a DSLR camera under a thin layer of dust.

On the floor by the window lay a mattress and bedding, all wrinkled, as if someone slept here often, perhaps pulling all-nighters "researching movies."

"Ugh..."

The moment Nonohara Yuzuka's petite body stepped inside, a strange smell she couldn't place drifted over.

Dust, sweat, and something unidentifiable were all mingled in it. She instinctively scrunched up her nose and shrank her shoulders back, feeling uncomfortable all over.

That was when she noticed a big bookcase against the wall, taking up most of it.

But there wasn't a single book inside. It was crammed with movie discs, packed tight.

Labels and numbers were stuck crookedly on the shelves.

Nonohara Yuzuka glanced over them, curious and nervous, and her eyes suddenly locked in place.

[Brutal! Female Teacher's Training Diary!]

[Explosive! The Seven Wolves on the Train!]

[Wild! The Draining Ward!]

"W-What is all this crap?"

Nonohara Yuzuka's heart sank. A bad feeling swept over her, and a cold sweat broke out down her back.

"Oh no! Oh no... I think I wandered somewhere I shouldn't have!"

At the very moment the girl panicked, there was a "click," and the dark room suddenly lit up.

The glaring light made her squint. A fat figure slowly turned his head from behind the desk and spoke at a leisurely pace.

"Well, if it isn't Nonohara-san. You finally came."

"Very glad to meet you. I'm Hiki Tsuyoshi."

The fat otaku, Hiki Tsuyoshi, pushed up his black-framed glasses, which had slid down his greasy nose. His small eyes darted behind the lenses, and he made no effort to hide it as he looked Nonohara Yuzuka's schoolgirl uniform up and down.

His gaze went from her slender waist to her shapely legs, and then stayed a long time on her full, proud peaks. He even licked his lips with satisfaction, and the leer was so lewd it made her sick.

Nonohara Yuzuka's petite body went stiff. She shivered in spite of herself and took half a step back.

The boy in front of her was as fat as a round rubber ball. His tight uniform shirt was ready to burst over his belly, and the buttons were barely hanging on.

His hair was a messy bird's nest, greasy and tangled, clearly unwashed for days.

Thick black-framed glasses sat on his face, the lenses so dirty they were blurry, but they couldn't hide the nauseating lust in his eyes.

His uniform shirt was stained, the collar crooked, and his whole look was sloppy and creepy. Just looking at him made her scalp crawl.

Seeing Hiki Tsuyoshi's greasy, creepy appearance, the fear in Nonohara Yuzuka's heart instantly shot up.

And when she realized he kept running that sticky gaze over her body, her skin crawled even more, and all she wanted was to leave this room right away.

She had no intention of greeting Hiki Tsuyoshi. Nonohara Yuzuka pulled out the threatening letter, her voice trembling, but she deliberately spoke fast, "I-I read the letter in my shoe locker."

"But the person in it... isn't me!"

"I'm giving this letter b-back to you now!"

"Bye!"

She put the envelope on the desk and hurriedly turned to leave.

"Heh! Heh! Nonohara-san, what's the rush?", Hiki Tsuyoshi snickered smugly.

His fat palm slapped down on the desk, and his tone was confident and oily.

"Your club president doesn't call you here for nothing," he drawled, "I've got solid evidence here. It proves one hundred percent that the streamer in those photos is you."

Those words were like a nail, driving Yuzuka's feet to the floor.

Her body went rigid. She slowly turned back, uneasy, panic filling her eyes, and stared at Hiki Tsuyoshi.

Seeing this, Hiki Tsuyoshi's smile grew wider. Rubbing his hands with a lewd grin, he fished a photo out of a drawer and waved it. It was a picture of Yuzuka in her gym clothes.

"Nonohara-san, this is a picture I secretly took of you in your gym clothes during PE, showing your legs."

"Look, there's a mole on the right side of your thigh, right?"

"And then, yesterday, while I was watching a livestream to entertain myself, I suddenly noticed that this streamer I picked at random has a mole on her inner thigh too, in almost exactly the same spot as yours."

"Add the voice and our school's uniform, and there's no way you can talk your way out of this, Nonohara-san!"

As Hiki Tsuyoshi spoke, the color slowly drained from Nonohara Yuzuka's pretty little face, and she looked more and more frantic.

Hiki Tsuyoshi watched this and smiled smugly.

Especially when he saw Nonohara Yuzuka's round thighs, wrapped in white stockings, start to tremble, and she didn't dare argue anymore.