Chapter 47: Do It With Me Once, and I’ll Give You a Million.

“Brother, did you like it?”

The soft, sweet voice of a young girl whispered in his ear.

Arisugawa Yuu looked at her flushed, delicate face.

From the kiss just now, her already-luscious lips had become even pinker and more tempting. Her small white teeth gently bit her lower lip—red lips, white teeth, so charming it made one want to kiss her all over again.

Even more intoxicating was the mist rising in her aqua-blue eyes—like a swirling vortex, ready to pull him in and drown him in another world.

Staring into those glistening eyes, Arisugawa Yuu nearly lost himself again.

But if he gave in once more, he would undoubtedly be swallowed by the whirlpool of desire—and never escape.

He forced himself to look away, refusing to meet her captivating gaze, and murmured, “Kanon, stop.”

Noticing his reaction, Kanzuki Kanon giggled with delight: “Brother, deep down, you think I’m beautiful, don’t you?”

“…Yes. You’re beautiful.” After a pause, Arisugawa Yuu admitted it—he couldn’t lie and say she wasn’t.

Before, he could’ve easily said she had a terrible personality and he wasn’t interested.

But now, he couldn’t find a reason to deny her.

She truly was a flawless beauty.

Long legs, slender waist, full chest, snow-white skin, red lips, bright eyes—every perfect feature seemed made just for her.

To describe her with such words, even the most critical person couldn’t find fault.

And her beauty went beyond that.

Just recalling how her silver-white hair had fanned out in the bathtub during her bath, the pure, flawless skin untouched by any flaw—Arisugawa Yuu’s heart raced and his face flushed.

Every part of her body was perfection, as if blessed by heaven itself.

Hearing his praise, the girl grew even happier.

She suddenly grabbed his “weak point,” leaned in close, and whispered warmly: “Brother, it must be hard to resist, right? Let Kanon help you release it.”

Her sweet breath washed over him. Staring at her face so close, Arisugawa Yuu felt himself drifting.

At the very last moment before he fell, Miyamizu Rin’s gentle, composed face flashed in his mind.

He snapped back to reality.

Before, it was excusable—he’d been forced. But now, with a choice, he couldn’t betray Miyamizu-senpai.

Still, he couldn’t reject too harshly. If he did, she might revert to her old self.

He gently held her soft hand and whispered, “Kanon, no. I haven’t agreed to be with you. We can’t do that. That kind of thing… must wait until we’re officially together. It’s better for both of us.”

Feeling the warmth of his body, hearing his deep, gentle voice speaking words that seemed to care for her, Kanzuki Kanon trembled slightly, her heart swelling with warmth.

“Okay, brother. Kanon will listen to you.”

Before she even realized it, the obedient words had slipped out.

Seeing he’d calmed her, Arisugawa Yuu quietly exhaled in relief.

Good, good. Keep this pace.

If he could maintain this momentum, the day he’d become Kanzuki Kanon’s puppet might never come.

Lost in thought, he suddenly heard her ask: “Brother, how much money do you have saved right now?”

“……”

Ah—this…

Why bring up such an awkward topic?

If Arisugawa Yuu remembered correctly, his bank account was nearly empty.

He wasn’t even sure when Miyamizu Rin’s promised monthly 50,000 yen would arrive.

Speaking of which—how was the 50,000 yen calculated?

As a latecomer, how much would he get this month?

Seeing his expression, Kanzuki Kanon knew he was broke.

She smirked, speaking in a sultry, superior tone: “Brother, if you do it with me once, I’ll give you one million yen.”

For a moment, seeing her so alluring and haughty, Arisugawa Yuu thought she’d reverted.

But then she continued: “Of course, if brother doesn’t want to, it’s fine. Kanon will respect your decision.”

Did he want to? Of course not.

Arisugawa Yuu rejected without hesitation: “Kanon, stop joking.”

After rejecting, he immediately felt a twinge of regret.

After all… one million yen.

For most people, that wasn’t a small sum. For a broke high schooler like him, it was huge.

Damn it, couldn’t she offer another way?

Why that?

It made him feel like a certain kind of man.

Wait—how much would he earn as a host if he did it once?

Somehow, it didn’t seem impossible. Arisugawa Yuu was confident in his looks.

But what if, as a host, he ended up with a rich, steel-wool-loving pervert?

No—considering this world had espers, steel wool probably wasn’t even on the list of weird fetishes.

Before he could ponder what other bizarre kinks rich women might have, Kanzuki Kanon interrupted his thoughts.

She teasingly blew warm breath onto his face, then smiled sweetly:

“Brother, judging by your expression… you’re really short on cash, aren’t you?”

“That’s true. But I won’t agree to your condition.”

“Brother doesn’t need to emphasize it. I can change the condition.”

“What condition?”

“It’s simple. Just agree to be with me right now. Kanon promises—if you agree to be with me from this moment on, I’ll give you one million yen every month as pocket money.”

“Kanon, where do you even get this kind of money? Is modeling that profitable?”

Arisugawa Yuu was stunned.

Hearing this, Kanzuki Kanon proudly declared: “Brother, did you really think I make money from modeling?”

“Then how?”

“Hmph.” She sniffed cutely, then slyly added: “Looks like that annoying woman Miyamizu Rin didn’t tell brother that espers get huge bonuses for every mission. Be careful, brother—maybe when you start missions, she’ll secretly pocket your share.”

“……”

Would Miyamizu-senpai really do that?

No, it didn’t seem possible. Arisugawa Yuu guessed the real reason was that she simply didn’t care about money.

With her strength, her mission earnings were probably astronomical.

She was likely already financially free—money meant nothing to her.

Of course, another possibility existed: at his current level, he probably wasn’t qualified to take missions yet.

No qualification, no need to explain.