After deciding to give up, I became popular

After taking a shower and changing into the pajamas provided by Fujiwara, Sou Natsukawa went to the living room.

Fujiwara Chika wasn't waiting for him outside; she must have been frightened by what had happened earlier and didn't dare to face him, which was a good thing for him.

This mansion didn't have many rooms; besides the room used as a storage room, there were only the Fujiwara sisters' bedrooms left. Originally, Fujiwara Chika wanted him to sleep on the floor in a room, but he refused, deciding to spend the night on the sofa in the living room.

He picked up his phone and casually scrolled through it, finding that many people had sent him messages, mostly congratulating him on his successful re-election, so he replied to them one by one.

"Why isn't Sou home yet? Did something happen?" This was a message from Angel-san, and there were several others before and after, basically sent every once in a while, and the tone was getting increasingly worried.

"I'm fine, I won't be home tonight, I'm staying at a friend's house." Sou Natsukawa replied.

The next second, he saw that she had read it and sent a relieved cat emoticon:

"That's great (\u003e▽\u003c), I thought something happened, I was so worried (;′⌒`)."

"Sorry for making you worry, (′?ω?)?(._.`)."

After chatting for a while and coaxing Angel-san to sleep, he browsed the news for a while before closing his eyes to rest.

Although he was staying at a girl's house, he had similar experiences before, so he wouldn't get carried away by the romantic atmosphere and start thinking about this and that, unable to sleep.

"Good night…"

……

Sou Natsukawa seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, a familiar girl stretched out her sinful hand towards him, pushed him to the ground, and then started groping him. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, he couldn't move his body at all, and could only wave his hands, trying to stop her.

"Guu…"

Accompanied by a soft moan, Sou Natsukawa woke up from his dream. His eyes were still a little blurry, and he vaguely felt something heavy pressing on his stomach, making him uncomfortable.

"…"

Guided by the moonlight, he found a blurry black figure, looking down at him.

"Umm, please be gentle…"

"…!!!" Sou Natsukawa finally woke up and understood what was pressing on his stomach—a girl.

And his hand was pressed on her chest at some point…

"Y-you, you, who are you!" Sou Natsukawa almost shouted, but his mouth was quickly covered by the other party, making a "woo woo woo" sound.

He was terrified and couldn't help but recall the scene when he was chatting with Fujiwara Chika before going to bed.

Lady Eight Feet, threat, male high school student… Several keywords flashed through his mind, and Sou Natsukawa understood that this was definitely a critical period—

His chastity might not be preserved!

Where are the bodyguards? How could a pervert break in? Bodyguard, please save me!

"Don't move, Senpai, Moeha will slip…" The girl sitting on him said, leaning down and breathing gently in his ear, "Keep your voice down, Senpai, you don't want your sister to find out what we're doing, right?"

"!"

Sou Natsukawa realized who the other party was. It was clearly Fujiwara Chika's terrible sister, Fujiwara Moeha. He didn't expect her to come and attack him at night.

So he started to act, wanting to grab her shoulders to prevent her from getting closer, but he heard a clear "clink clink" sound, and when he looked down slightly, he found that his hands had been connected together by a pair of handcuffs at some point.

"…"

"Do you like it? I chose this carefully for Senpai. It should be quite comfortable to wear." Fujiwara Moeha said with a smile, saying something terrifying to him.

"…"

No ghost would think handcuffs are comfortable! He doesn't have that kind of hobby, don't insult him too much!

"W-what do you want to do?" Sou Natsukawa asked. The living room was unusually quiet, so quiet that he could hear his heart pounding wildly.

His brain was running fast, thinking, thinking about how to escape this dangerous situation.

His hands were locked, he couldn't exert strength in his waist, and he missed the chance to headbutt. He could only rely on verbal communication to seek an opportunity.

There was only one person on the other side. As long as he stabilized her, he would have a chance to escape, and then take the opportunity to call Chika for help… No, when it came down to it, Fujiwara might collude with her sister. She had awakened some very bad hobbies recently.

In other words, he could only rely on himself now.

"I, I think this kind of thing still depends on both parties' wishes. Forcing it is not good…"

Although he had never eaten pork, he had seen many pigs run. In this situation, there was only one possibility—he seemed to be regarded as Mr. M to be trained.

But he himself didn't want to, especially since the other party was Fujiwara's sister, whom he wasn't very familiar with. It was progressing too fast, right?!

"You, you are still young, you have a lot of time, don't do stupid things…" He naturally wanted to persuade her to stop, but as he persuaded, he began to worry. What if he angered her and she insisted on doing it regardless?

And speaking of which, why was she so strong! Looking at such a petite girl, she could hold down his hands with one hand? Even if it was because he was wearing handcuffs, it was outrageous, right?!

"I always feel that Senpai is too wary of me. Moeha didn't want to do anything bad to Senpai."

"…"

You've already handcuffed me and you say you didn't do anything bad?! He didn't even dare to think about what bad things you wanted to do!

"It's all that idiot sister's fault. She wants to monopolize Senpai. Good things should be shared with her sister."

"…"

As expected, that Chika also has a problem! Fortunately, he didn't shout, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to escape tonight.

"Now, Senpai, if you don't mind…" Licking her lips, Fujiwara Moeha, sitting on his stomach, put a finger on the corner of her mouth, revealing a very enchanting smile as she stared at him.

"Why don't you let me…"

"Going to the toilet, going to the toilet…"

The sudden sound interrupted the conversation between the two, and they both looked over. They saw Fujiwara Chika, wearing bear pajamas, walking towards the bathroom while rubbing her sleepy eyes.

Then, after a while, she came out of the bathroom, scratching her stomach as she returned to her room.

"…"

"…"

He wanted to call for help, but he was afraid that the other party would become an accomplice. The half-hearted mood he had originally was replaced by only one thought after seeing Fujiwara Chika like this—she was definitely a genuine idiot!

However, he didn't have time to care about her. Fujiwara Moeha on him had already started to act, directly unbuttoning his buttons and gently sliding her hand across his chest.

"Umm…"

The cold touch flashed by, and it actually felt a little comfortable…

"Let's continue…"

"What are you doing!!!"

"…"

082. President, Shut Up

Late at night.

Mansion.

One man, two women.

Two kneeling, one standing…

"So why do I have to be like this? I'm clearly the victim!" Sou Natsukawa raised his hands high, showing Fujiwara Chika the shackles on his hands, wanting to clear his name.

"President, shut up!" Fujiwara Chika glared at him fiercely, and scolded, "If you're unwilling, you should just resist! How can you let Moeha do bad things? You're clearly guilty!"

"…"

Then teach him how to resist!

Sou Natsukawa was numb. Not only was he attacked at night, but he was also misunderstood. Even Dou E wasn't as wronged as he was.

"And Moeha! How can you do such a thing? As a child of the Fujiwara family, you are too shameless!"

"…"

You have no right to say that!

"It's all Chika-nee's fault, always talking about Senpai's abs at home…" Fujiwara Moeha was a little unconvinced, but before she could explain halfway, Fujiwara Chika rushed up and covered her mouth with her hand.

"Wa, don't talk nonsense!" After saying that, she glared at Sou Natsukawa next to her, and ordered, "President, quickly cover your ears, don't listen."

"…" Sou Natsukawa didn't refute, just raised his handcuffed hands to signal her.

"Cough cough…" Fujiwara Chika didn't say anything more, but pushed Fujiwara Moeha's back and urged, "Alright, alright, Moeha, go back to sleep quickly. Children need to sleep more to grow taller."

"I said I'm not small anymore!"

"If you don't listen, I'll send you back to Mom and Dad." Fujiwara Chika threatened. Fujiwara Moeha reluctantly accepted it with a pout, but before leaving, she turned her head and winked at Sou Natsukawa, as if saying "Senpai, let's continue next time."

I hope I never see you again! Sou Natsukawa slandered in his heart.

He understood that the girls of the Fujiwara family were a bit strange. The eldest sister who only wore underwear at home was fine, at least she wouldn't harm society, but the second and third daughters were clearly perverts with terrible hobbies!

And from their conversation, it was not difficult to guess that Fujiwara Chika, the idiot, took the lead. Maybe her sister was also harmed by her… In short, he had to be strictly vigilant in the future and never give this idiot a chance to succeed.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with just touching his abs, but this guy would clearly get carried away. If she took the opportunity to do something to him, he might really be caught by that old man and forced to marry into the family.

Marrying into the family was okay, but it couldn't be forced. It was a matter of a boy's dignity!

But speaking of which, if he really married into the family, could he still be considered dignified…

"President, what are you still kneeling here for? Get up quickly." Fujiwara Chika, who had already come out of the room, came to the living room and walked up when she saw Sou Natsukawa still kneeling in place.

"…My legs are numb." Sou Natsukawa turned his head away, feeling a little ashamed.

"Puhahaha…" Fujiwara Chika laughed, then pretended to say, "Oh dear, I really can't do anything with you."

"I didn't expect the usually so serious president to be so funny in private…"

"Whose fault do you think it is?!" Leaning on the other party's body to stand up, Sou Natsukawa glared at her fiercely.

If it weren't for saving her in the warehouse at the time, he wouldn't have had to suffer this series of torments. Seriously, the mental exhaustion of this day was no less than that of a failed pursuit.

Honestly, he even began to suspect that he had been too indulgent towards Fujiwara Chika in the past. As long as some of her requests weren't too excessive, he would basically agree to them, but in return, he got this disrespect…

He must punish her severely if he has the chance in the future!

"By the way, hurry up and unlock my handcuffs, I need to go to the toilet."

It was okay if he slept until dawn, but now that he had been disturbed for so long, his physiological needs began to emerge.

"Uh…" Fujiwara Chika was stunned, then smiled awkwardly, "Oh dear, I forgot about this. I'll go find Moeha right away. President, please bear with it for a while."

"Then hurry up," Sou Natsukawa replied.

However, after waiting and waiting, Fujiwara Chika slowly came back when he was about to be unable to hold it in anymore.

She didn't have anything in her hands.

"No, you?"

"Ahaha… Moeha seems to be asleep, I can't wake her up…"

"Hiss…" Sou Natsukawa took a deep breath, feeling his forehead start to sweat, "Then what do I do???"

"Uh… President, try to see if you can handle it yourself…"

"Then teach me!" Sou Natsukawa said angrily.

Not to mention whether he could handle this matter, he couldn't even move his arms now. His hands were stretched straight, only then would his wrists not hurt.

"Then, then what should I do?" Fujiwara Chika was also a little anxious, not knowing what to do.

"Stir-fry! Let me die from holding it in." Sou Natsukawa rolled his eyes, already wanting to give up.

"…"

After hesitating for a long time, Fujiwara Chika finally said weakly with a red face, "W-well, how about I help President…"

"Help me pee?" Sou Natsukawa gave her a thumbs up, praising, "As expected of you."

"Oh dear, that's not what I meant! It's just… follow me!" After saying this, Fujiwara Chika directly grabbed the hem of Sou Natsukawa's clothes and walked towards the bathroom.