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As for Banami, does she need any other reason to bully Donuts with a legitimate excuse?

"Give me a reason!" Seeing that he was pushing his luck, Banai continued to reprimand him with a frown.

Hmph, if you're so capable, then argue with me! If you're so capable, then get angry! If you're so capable, then turn around and run away, and never play with me again!

To his surprise, Mana simply lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and then, with some trembling, took out a pink oval controller from her pocket, carefully placed it in his hand, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Banami looked down at the controller in her hand, and a big question mark instantly appeared above her head.

No, what does that mean?

Seeing his puzzled look, Mana couldn't help but lightly stomp her foot: "I was late because I was carrying this! Anyway, you definitely want to use this, so if you're going to torture Hatsune-chan like this, you might as well torture me instead!"

Mana raised her proud head slightly, looking at Hachiman with a determined gaze, as if she were "at your mercy." Although her cheeks were still flushed, she did not back down in the slightest.

"?" A big question mark appeared above Banami's head, and she was completely dumbfounded.

He had never heard of such a strange request in his entire life!

He paused for a few seconds, looking at the controller in his hand, then at Mana, whose face was firm and whose cheeks were flushed. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips again. Without the slightest hesitation, he gently pressed the switch on the controller.

The next second, Mana's body stiffened instantly, her cheeks flushed a deep red, like a ripe apple, even her ears turned red, her breathing became rapid, and her body trembled slightly. She quickly reached out and held onto Banami's arm tightly to barely steady herself, afraid that her abnormality would be noticed by the passersby around her. Her eyes were full of shame and panic.

"See...see, you really do enjoy bullying people like this!" Mana bit her lower lip, her voice trembling with a hint of sobs and shyness, yet she still stubbornly stared at Hanami, as if Hanami's actions perfectly confirmed her own thoughts—

She was right to do it.

If she doesn't actively satisfy this villain's twisted desires, then Hatsune Miku will definitely be the one to suffer!

Seeing her shameful yet stubborn and determined expression, Banami couldn't help but chuckle, teasingly saying, "Hey, Mana-chan, you wouldn't be deriving pleasure from this kind of perverted game, would you? Saying it's for Hatsune Miku is just an excuse. Actually, you really enjoy being bullied by me like this, don't you?"

Upon hearing the boy's words, Mana's blush vanished instantly, replaced by a deathly paleness. Her eyes were filled with shame, anger, and grievance as she shouted, "Why did you say such bullying things! I didn't!"

How could she possibly like something so shameful? She was just protecting the person she loved most! How could this scoundrel slander her like that!

A more wicked smile appeared on Banami's face as she said playfully, "Of course, it's fun to bully you."

"Hurry up and you can't take it anymore, hurry up and run away crying, hurry up and give up!" Banami thought to herself.

To his utter surprise, upon hearing his words, Mana's cheeks flushed slightly again, and the embarrassment and annoyance in her eyes were gradually replaced by a barely perceptible shyness. She pursed her lips slightly, lowered her head, and stopped speaking, looking completely at a loss.

Banami: "???"

Oh my god, what did I do to you?

Mana, as if she could no longer bear it, raised her head, her face full of shame and panic, and shouted at him, "You...you let go! I can't hold back anymore!"

Only then did Banai realize that she had subconsciously been pressing the controller switch and hadn't let go.

He quickly let go, coughing awkwardly, "Eh... oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Mana felt weak all over from his touch, and couldn't help but raise her head, giving him a charming glare, her tone a mix of coquettishness and shyness: "I'm going to the restroom."

After saying that, she covered her face again, turned around in a panic, and ran towards the nearby restroom. Her steps were hurried, and the flush on her cheeks had not faded at all.

Watching her flustered figure, Banami couldn't help but smile and teased her loudly, "Hey, don't run so fast! Be careful not to fall out."

"Whoaah..." Mana's steps faltered instantly, and she almost fell over.

Mana rushed into the restroom, found a stall, locked the door, leaned against it, and gasped for breath. The flush on her face hadn't faded, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

She slowly walked to the toilet, unbuttoned her skirt, sat down, and gently touched her burning cheeks with her hands. Her eyes were filled with confusion and contradiction—it was strange, she should hate this feeling, she should hate that bastard, but…

The boy's wicked yet arrogant face involuntarily surfaced in her mind. She remembered his smug look when he bullied her, his panic when he subconsciously pressed the controller, and his tone when he teased her.

"As expected, that guy is really annoying!"

However, she still needed to make that guy fall in love with her.

Before she could finish speaking, a familiar, strange sensation swept over her body again. Mana's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Her eyes were filled with shame and panic—he...he pressed it again?!

Chapter Thirty-Three: Your donuts really make me happy.

Mana hurriedly came out of the restroom, her cheeks still flushed, and if you looked closely, her walking posture looked a little strange.

Upon seeing Banami standing there leisurely playing with the controller, she couldn't help but take a step forward and angrily said, "You...you...how could you do this? I was in the bathroom just now!"

Banami raised her eyelids slightly, showing no remorse on her face: "That's how I am, what's it to you? Don't forget, you're my slave now. I can do whatever I want to you. If you can't stand it, you can leave now. Nobody's stopping you."

I did this bad thing just to make Junda Mana back down, absolutely not because I was addicted to acting!

Unexpectedly, Mana merely pouted slightly, a hint of grievance on her face, yet she stubbornly raised her head, her eyes resolute, and said, "I am not your slave! I am... I want to be your mother!"

"puff--"

Seeing that his power had been broken on the spot, Banai almost fell flat on his face and stumbled.

He stared intently at her, making Mana feel a little embarrassed. She couldn't help but say, "That's...that's how it is. If...if you feel I'm not qualified to be your mother yet, I can be your aunt...or older sister, whatever. Anyway, I'll educate you properly and make you a good person!"

Mana said this with a sense of mission, but Banami rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with this idiot, and pushed the controller.

"Waaaaah... Toyokawa-kun, slow down... slow down... I can't take it anymore..."

These words made passersby look at the "foolish couple," which frightened them so much that they couldn't help but flee.

***

It was noon, and although he had already eaten breakfast, he quickly got hungry again because dealing with donuts was so exhausting.

Mana was also hungry, though... it was because of her physical exhaustion.

The restaurants in Shibuya were all full. After searching for a long time, the two finally found a small ramen shop. The shop was small but very clean and filled with the rich aroma of ramen.

Because of the prank that Banami had just played, Mana was still holding a grudge. She sat in her seat without saying a word, her cheeks puffed out, like an angry little hamster.

Banami didn't seem to care at all. She skillfully ordered two bowls of the signature tonkotsu ramen, leaned back in her chair, played with her phone, and waited for the ramen to be served.

Before long, two steaming bowls of ramen were served. The rich aroma of tonkotsu wafted over, the broth was thick, and it was sprinkled with scallions and char siu, making it look incredibly appetizing.

"I'm going to wash my hands." Bana put down her phone, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. Before leaving, she glanced at Mana and saw that she was still sulking, which touched her heart.

Why are these donuts so cute?

Watching Banami's departing figure, Mana revealed an "evil smile" on her face, thinking to herself: Hehehehe, bad kids need to be disciplined by their mothers. I've finally caught a chance to get my revenge on you!

She glanced around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to her, quietly picked up the wasabi sauce on the table, unscrewed the cap, and squeezed a large dollop into Hanami's ramen without hesitation.

The tonkotsu broth is a rich, milky white color, so the white wasabi is barely visible after it's squeezed in.

She's just...so wicked!

"I wonder if I'm actually suited to playing villainous roles!" Mana thought to herself with a touch of smugness.

After squeezing out the wasabi, Mana quickly put it back in its place, placed her hands on her knees, sat up straight, and pretended that nothing had happened, but her heart was pounding wildly, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks—

This was the first time she had done something wrong.

Not long after, Banami returned after washing his hands. As soon as he sat down, he sensed something was wrong. The guy who had been so noisy just moments before was now as quiet as a chicken, sitting up straight with his eyes darting around, not daring to even look at him.

He raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"What do you mean, what happened? Nothing happened to me."

"I see you're hungry, so I don't want to argue with you. Hurry up and eat something."

Mana looked up and said, pretending to be nonchalant.

Seeing her attempt to cover up her misunderstanding, Banami's doubts deepened, but she didn't think much of it. She picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a mouthful of ramen, and slurped it down in large mouthfuls. Her face remained unchanged, and it seemed that the tonkotsu ramen really did taste good.

Mana stared intently at his expression, her face full of confusion—what was going on? How come he didn't seem to notice anything? Did she add the wrong sauce? Did she add a different kind of sauce?

She couldn't help but tentatively ask, "You...you don't feel anything?"

As Banami chewed on his ramen, he glanced at her indifferently and said in a flat tone, "It tastes like a mass-produced, semi-finished industrial product."

"Don't you think it's...spicy?"

As Banami swallowed the ramen in her mouth, a faint smile slowly crept onto her lips, her eyes full of amusement. She put down her chopsticks, leaned forward slightly, and said to Mana with a playful tone, "Since you're so eager to know, why don't you try it yourself and find out?"

Before Mana could react, Banami reached out, pressed the back of her head, and with a slight pressure, pressed his lips tightly against Mana's. Then, without hesitation, he took a mouthful of ramen soup from his bowl and poured it into Mana's mouth.

Instantly, the rich aroma of pork bones mixed with a pungent spiciness swept over Mana's taste buds. The spiciness went straight to the top of her head, making her eyes widen instantly. She instinctively tried to struggle with her hands and feet, but Banami held her waist tightly with such force that she couldn't break free.

Mana tried to spit out the soup in her mouth, but Banami pressed down on the back of her head with a little force, forcing all the soup down her throat.

"Waaaaah..." Mana let out a pitiful and painful sob, patting Hanami's back with both hands, her face full of tears and pain, but Hanami didn't care at all, still holding her tightly until she was sure that Mana had swallowed all the soup, before slowly releasing her lips.

As soon as he let go, Mana shoved him away, picked up the water glass on the table, and gulped down the water. The burning sensation in her throat hadn't subsided, and she kept making "hissing" noises. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her face was flushed red.

"How is it, Mana-chan? Is the ramen broth delicious? Isn't it 'rich'?"

Mana drank most of a glass of water before she could barely relieve the burning sensation in her throat. She looked up, her face full of grievance and anger, and asked in surprise, "You...you drank some too, so why don't you feel the spiciness?"

She felt like she was about to ascend to heaven from that sensation that shot straight to the top of her head!

"It's spicy, of course it's spicy." Banami smiled, her tone tinged with smugness. "But when I think of the disheveled state you're in right now, Mana-chan, I'm holding back from showing it."

After saying that, he let out another evil laugh, "Hehehe."

Mana couldn't help but twitch her lips as she looked at his smug expression.

How childish, she thought.

Just as she was feeling indignant, Banami picked up her chopsticks again, took a bite of ramen, and spoke with a cold yet threatening tone, revealing a "friendly" smile, but uttering words that sounded like those of a devil: "You've been toying with me, you don't want to just let it go like this, do you?"

Mana was startled. The anger on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sense of guilt. She lowered her head and whispered, "But...but I've already been punished! I was so spicy I cried..."

“Not enough.” Banami shook her head arrogantly. “For every bite of noodles I take, you have to drink a sip of soup. If you want to mess with me, then we’ll both die.”

Having said that, he didn't give Mana a chance to refute. He picked up a mouthful of ramen, ate it in big bites, then took a mouthful of soup, leaned close to Mana again, pressed the back of her head, and pressed his lips against hers, pouring the spicy wasabi soup into Mana's mouth mouth by mouthful.

Mana's eyes were streaming with tears from the spiciness, but she couldn't break free. She could only endure it in grievance, sobbing incessantly. Her heart was filled with resentment—this bastard is really too much!

Before long, Mana's lips became slightly red and swollen. It was unclear whether it was because of the repeated kisses from Banami or the spiciness of the wasabi, but they looked exceptionally tempting.

"You, you're so annoying!" Mana couldn't hold back any longer and shouted angrily at Hachimi, her eyes filled with tears and grievance.

But before she could finish speaking, Banami's face came close again, in the same familiar way, pressing the back of her head and pressing her lips against it.

Mana instinctively closed her eyes, bracing herself for the spicy soup, but the expected spiciness didn't come. She was slightly taken aback, then slowly opened her eyes and found that Banami's lips were simply pressed lightly against hers. There was no soup being poured on her, no extra movements, just a simple kiss.

But if that's the case, wouldn't it just be... a simple kiss?

Mana's heart pounded wildly, even more intensely than when she was playing the prank. Her cheeks flushed red, and even her ears turned pink. She stared wide-eyed at the boy so close to her, noticing the playfulness and subtle tenderness in his eyes. A bittersweet feeling washed over her.

I don't find it annoying... no... on the contrary... I even like it a little.

It's unclear how long it lasted, but when passersby noticed the two of them, Banami finally released the other's lips.

He was somewhat impulsive, he thought to himself.

Mana looked up with a spring-like look in her eyes, and Banami's heart also quickened slightly, as if she was expecting the other to say something.

The teenage idol parted her lips and said, "Now, do you acknowledge that I am your mother?"

"..."

Chapter Thirty-Four: Pink Mood

As dusk settled, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the windows, casting long, soft, and hazy shadows on the floor of SUMIMI's dormitory.

Mana Junta dragged her tired body and slowly pushed open the dormitory door. Her legs were still a little weak and her cheeks still had a lingering blush.

To her surprise, the entryway wasn't empty as usual. Hatsune was standing there, twisting the hem of her clothes with her hands, her eyes filled with barely perceptible eagerness, clearly having been waiting for her for a long time.

"Mana-chan, you...you're back." Hatsune rushed forward, her voice gentle, but the urgency in her eyes was unmistakable. The words caught in her throat as she asked the question that had been weighing on her mind, "How was your date with Yuuki today? Did anything...happen?"

Mana gently raised her head, a deep sense of emotion welling up inside her—

She knew that Hatsune Miku had feelings for her.

Yet beneath this feeling of being moved was an inexplicable surge of guilt, causing her to instinctively lower her head, unable to look Hatsune in the eye, as if she were an immoral wife who had betrayed her husband.

"Thank you so much, Hatsune-chan. I'm fine." Mana forced a smile, her voice soft. "Except for being a little tired, I'm fine. Even though Toyokawa-kun was being mean and bullying me all day, I didn't give up. I'll definitely protect you!"

As she spoke, she silently apologized in her heart.

Goodness, Hatsune Miku-chan.

Hatsune's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but think to herself: Who cares if you give up or not! What I want to ask is, did you do anything inappropriate on your date with Yu-kun today?

Our golden retriever has long forgotten why he lied to Mana, forgotten his original intention in scheming against Mana, and even forgotten the purpose of Banami's date with Mana.

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Suppressing her inner complaints and jealousy, she stepped forward, gently helped Mana to sit down on the sofa in the living room, and thoughtfully poured her a glass of warm water: "You've worked hard, Mana-chan, sit down and rest."

Mana leaned back on the sofa, took the water glass, and drank a sip of warm water, which relieved her fatigue slightly. Then, as if she had found an outlet, she grabbed Hatsune's hand in a complaining tone and began to "cry" aggrievedly: "Hatsune-chan, you have no idea! When I went to eat ramen with Toyokawa-kun at noon today, he squeezed a lot of wasabi into my ramen when I wasn't looking. It made my eyes water and my throat feel like it was on fire. He was laughing so happily on the side. It was so mean!"