The Coercion of Scum

"Ziyuan, since you plan to fight Jasmine, I have no objection, so you should fight hard."

"Hey, Ayu, since you have said so, I will definitely expose Jasmine's flashy mask in front of you~"

When I said that, Shion's emotions seemed to have been fully mobilized, and he waved his arms enthusiastically.

And Jasmine's arm stabbed me abruptly.

"What are you thinking?!"

In fact, I didn’t feel any pain after being beaten like this, because Jasmine’s body was so soft at the moment that I couldn’t use any strength at all, so I just smiled, then pushed my hand behind Jasmine’s back and pushed her forward, just like Ancient soldiers mercilessly showed their shields to the enemy and let them attack.

"So, Lord Minister, my girlfriend wants to try tennis. Do you have a tennis suit?"

"Well. We have tennis clothes and rackets for those who want to experience. You can go to the locker room next to you to change clothes."

"Okay, then please~"

I thanked her cheerfully, and then pushed Jasmine over to change her clothes.

The minister also added a little intimately at the back:

"There are clothes of different sizes in the cabinet. You can choose your own, or you can choose a tempo."

"Okay, thank you~"

"You, are you an idiot? Let me play tennis now?!"

At this moment, Jasmine's anxious voice sounded in my ears again.

The beautiful girl with gorgeous black hair by my side can no longer maintain a cold attitude, but barely walked with difficult small steps, although the shiny black pupils still stabbed me with contempt, but her The confidence is obviously very insufficient.

Looking at her like this, I actually felt a sadistic feeling from the bottom of my heart.

"Tennis is so fun, it's a healthy and popular sport. Can you play it?"

"It will be, but I...how do I fight now!?"

Jasmine lowered her voice anxiously, then carefully glanced to the side, for fear that she would be recognized by her acquaintances, and then lifted her up to look up at me from a low point with an angry expression on her face.

"What can't you fight?"

"I... I'm uncomfortable."

"That's it...but Shion seems to want to decide the outcome with you~"

"Then...what's up with me..."

Jasmine shrank her shoulders, with an unbearable look, gritted her teeth at me.

I squinted my eyes and expressed a little excitement about my demonic creativity.

I really miss it, this feeling.

"Well, you will accompany her to play a game. If you win, I will consider letting you go free."

"what?!"

For an instant, Jasmine's eyes went straight.

Another emotion appeared on her blushing face.

Some are excited, and some are unbelievable.

"Let me repeat it again. This is a big challenge. If you can beat Shion in such an unfavorable situation, I will let such an excellent you free. Maybe you will be able to go through this storm. Have the courage to confess to sunflower."

"!!!"

For an instant, I actually heard a pounding heartbeat.

That's not my heartbeat, it's Jasmine's heartbeat.

I just threw a bait to her casually, and she, who was always cold, actually took the bait very actively.

As if she was having a dream, the corners of Jasmine's mouth couldn't stop raising, and the light of expectation exuded from her slightly squinted eyes.

"He, confessing to Sunflower or something..."

She lowered her head nervously, her hands twisted together for some unknown time, and her voice was very cute.

Unexpectedly, just imagining it would make Jasmine so excited. I even wondered if she had reversed her sexual orientation during the process of being adjusted by me for so long... After all, I was still holding "Let She knows why heterosexual love is better" reason to play with her.

In short, it seems to her that Sunflower's favorability is far better than mine.

While feeling secretly, we both walked to the door of the small locker room that comes with the tennis court.

To Jasmine, who was panting faster and faster because of the excitement, I smiled and patted her shoulder.

"Oh, now is the time for you to play. If I win, I will let you go free, but I will ask you."

"This is... what you said."

"Um... but you can't take it out."

"Humph……"

A hand hit the door of the locker room, and Jasmine suddenly stopped shaking.

Her attitude turned to be very firm and determined. When she looked back at me, although her face was still flushed unnaturally, her eyes became much firmer.

In an instant, I actually got a kick in my heart.

The reason for throwing out this bait, of course, is that I am confident that in this very unfavorable situation, Jasmine will definitely not be able to beat Shion, and the ending can only be a shame, but looking at her unyielding eyes, I first persuaded me.

In short, that look is like the protagonist, and of course I am the villain waiting to be defeated.

But it shouldn't.

I muttered so, and watched Jasmine enter the dressing room.

On the other side of the tennis court, Shion had already finished her warm-up exercise, bathing her salivating eyes, she also smiled broadly, as if she were a model on a catwalk.

Ah, Shion is really dazzling if you look at it like this.

"Hehe~"

As if he noticed the look in my eyes, Shion, who was wearing a red and white stripe that could make the **** more three-dimensional, smiled at me and made a V gesture.

When I was fascinated, the door at the back opened.