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Chapter 63 - Second Year Special Exam

The days leading up to April moved quickly. As the new term began, the school buzzed with the arrival of the first-year students.

 

The administrative staff diligently processed admissions, filling the four first-year classes: Class 1-A, Class 1-B, Class 1-C, and Class 1-D.

 

The excitement of fresh faces brought a sense of new beginnings across the campus, yet for Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, it marked the beginning of something far more dangerous.

 

In Ayanokoji's private room, a dim glow from the overhead light illuminated the scene.

 

Chabashira Sae, having fully submitted to him in both body and mind, sat beside him on the bed, her shirt loose and half-buttoned, revealing the pale curve of her neck and chest.

 

She handed him a file filled with classified information she had obtained before the official announcement.

 

This time, the details weren't just about Class 1-D but covered all 160 first-year students.

 

"These are the profiles of the new first-years," she said, her voice betraying a mix of professionalism and personal desire. "You'll find everything you need to know—academic strengths, backgrounds, potential weaknesses. I've given you an early advantage."

 

Ayanokoji took the file with a calm nod. As he skimmed through the papers, his thoughts were focused not just on the data but on the implications behind this incoming special exam.

 

His father's influence was undeniable.

 

The sudden exam format, which paired second years with first-years for a critical written test, wasn't a coincidence. Atsuomi Ayanokoji had undoubtedly engineered this to place White Room students among the first years to sabotage him.

 

While Ayanokoji processed this, his hand absentmindedly moved to Chabashira's body, kneading her large breasts through the fabric of her shirt.

 

She let out a soft moan, her head falling back onto his shoulder as he continued. Her submission to him was complete now, and she had given herself entirely over to his control.

 

Yet, while his hands moved with practiced ease, his mind remained sharp and calculating.

 

"The special exam announcement should have been made public on April 15," Chabashira murmured, her voice trembling slightly as his fingers traced her skin. "But I thought… you'd like to know in advance. I know it gives you time to plan."

 

Ayanokoji's mind snapped back to the details of the special exam.

 

The rules were clear: he had two weeks to choose a partner from the new first years. If he failed to form a pair or if the combined score with his partner was below the threshold of 500 points, expulsion awaited him.

 

"Clearly, this exam is my father's doing," Ayanokoji said quietly. His voice was calm, but there was a hard edge to it. "The White Room students are likely among the first years. One of them is bound to try and fail deliberately to take me down."

 

Chabashira gasped softly as Ayanokoji's hand squeezed her breast a bit more firmly. She was lost in the moment, but his mind was cold and calculating, weighing the risks.

 

He knew he needed to be strategic in selecting a partner—someone trustworthy and academically capable. Trust, however, was a rare commodity in this school.

 

He began to think out loud. "The key is finding someone who has no connection to the White Room, someone who won't betray me. This exam tests not just academic skills, but communication and cooperation. If I make the wrong choice, I'll be the one to pay the price."

 

Chabashira's moans grew louder as Ayanokoji's touch became more insistent. Despite the distraction, she attempted to remain useful. "I can help you figure out who to trust," she whispered. "The first-year profiles… we can go through them together."

 

Ayanokoji paused for a moment, turning to look at her. Her flushed face was a mixture of desire and need, but even now, she was offering him her loyalty. He allowed a small smile to cross his face—cold and devoid of warmth—but a smile nonetheless.

 

"Yes," he said softly, leaning closer to her. "We'll go through them together. But first… let's finish what we started."

 

He pushed her back onto the bed, his hands never leaving her skin as he continued to take control of her body. Yet, even as the moments grew more intense between them, Ayanokoji's mind never lost focus. The special exam was a direct threat from his father, and he needed to outmaneuver it. While his body acted on instinct, his thoughts were filled with strategy.

 

~~

 

April 15th arrived swiftly, marking the beginning of the new school year.

 

The once-familiar halls of Advanced Nurturing High School bustled with activity as students old and new navigated the corridors.

 

The scent of fresh textbooks and newly polished floors permeated the air, blending with the palpable excitement of another year of challenges and opportunities.

 

For most, it was a time of new beginnings and renewed ambitions. For Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, it was the start of a dangerous game orchestrated by his father—a game in which the stakes were his very survival in this school.

 

In Class 2-C, Ayanokoji sat at his desk, his expression as unreadable as ever.

 

The classroom was alive with chatter as his classmates caught up after the brief break, but he remained detached, his thoughts preoccupied with the special exam and the White Room students that were undoubtedly scattered among the new first-years.

 

The file Chabashira had provided him with was comprehensive, detailing every new student's academic performance, background, and any notable traits. But it wasn't enough to pinpoint the White Room operatives—he needed more eyes and ears.

 

It was during lunch break that Ayanokoji began to put his plan into motion. He had already arranged to meet Kushida Kikyou in a secluded spot on the rooftop, knowing she would be eager to help him once again, though unaware of his true motives.

 

As expected, Kushida was waiting for him, her usual cheerful smile plastered on her face. "Kiyotaka-kun! It's so good to see you again! Did you have a good break?"

 

Ayanokoji offered her a small nod, his demeanor as calm as ever. "It was productive. But I need your help with something important."

 

Kushida's eyes sparkled with interest. "Of course! Anything for you, Kiyotaka-kun."

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