That gravure shoot changed everything. Now she moved with a slow, deliberate magnetism that made Soji’s breath catch. Their relationship had intensified since then. But something is off within him… He’s trying to figure out if these feelings of love come from being cucked. Soji planned a groupstudy session. Bringing his best friend Segawa into Kyoko’s apartment? Calculated. His sudden “errand”? A performance. As the door closed behind him, Soji didn’t head downstairs, he opened his phone instead. Kyoko didn’t bother with his excuses, she probably know he lied about it. A slow sip of her drink. A laugh that lingered too long. Segawa, ever the polite friend, tried to keep things casual—until her arm “accidentally” travels on his. You’re always so focused, Segawa… why don’t you relax a bit?”
Meanwhile, Soji’s phone screen lit up with a live feed. Hidden cameras. Perfect angles. His breath hitched as Kyoko leaned in. And the most shocking part?
Soji wasn’t angry.
He was excited.