“Hey~. Didn’t you promise you’ll help me out with the presentation?”

In the zenit of your college year as a sophomore, the warranties of compiled work were undebatable in the veneration of your classes. That said, Kunikuzushi had picked you as his partner.

“Why don’t we work in that empty classroom?” With a smirk akin to that of a sly bastard, he pressed with evident futility, tugging at your sleeves, dragging you in the process. In a risque insinuation, he murmured,

“No distractions.”