NTR: The Trash Young Master Who Stole Every Girl!

Kaizen was strolling down the corridor like he owned the entire school district, completely devoid of any basic human shame.

His uniform was an absolute structural disaster.

His top shirt buttons were completely ripped open, exposing his chest like an erotica cover model.

His tie was swung over his shoulder like a cheap scarf, and he looked like he had just survived a five-on-one alleyway brawl and thoroughly enjoyed it.

"Shit! Its the trash young master!"

"Better to avoid dog poop like him..."

Passing background students were literally flattening themselves against the lockers to avoid his toxic, low-etiquette, highly illegal bad-boy aura.

He looked completely unrefined, rebellious, and entirely opposite to the neat, vanilla, momma’s-boy aesthetic of Kenji.

"Oh~ Fuck~"

Aria gasped out loud, her eyes locking onto him like a heat-seeking missile.

She was completely mesmerized by his raw, feral antics.

"Hmm? Why are you cussing so aggressively all of a sudden, Aria-chan?"

Kenji blinked, looking like the most clueless cartoon character in existence.

That wasn’t a cuss word, you absolute internet-cuck.

That was her lady parts doing a full, Olympic-level triple-flip and a double-jump inside her nylon panties the exact microsecond the villain entered her line of sight.

Her treacherous, hyperactive pussy gave a violent, throbbing tremble just from looking at his sloppy uniform.

The man was practically reeking of raw, unfiltered sexual energy.

Aria was 100% sure that if she wasn’t careful around him for even a second, he would ruthlessly pin her to the wall again, hike her skirt up, and—and...

Splurt.

Her entire body jolted with absolute shame as her pussy instantly leaked a highly unauthorized, sinful wave of moisture straight into her underwear.

’WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL ARE YOU THINKING, ARIA?! STOP THE FLUIDS! ABORT MISSION!’

She shook her head wildly and arched her spine back in sheer horror at her own degenerate thoughts, her knees practically knocking together.

Seeing his girlfriend randomly vibrating and fighting for her life next to him, Kenji finally turned around to see what was wrong.

His eyes immediately fell upon the highly unpleasant, deeply triggering view of the trash young master.

’What an absolute loser... He doesn’t even know how to button a shirt,.

Kenji thought, smugly adjusting his own pristine collar, completely unaware that his girlfriend’s inner walls were currently doing the Macarena because of that exact unbuttoned shirt.

"Is it because of that loser that you are acting like this, Aria-chan?"

Kenji asked, his voice dripping with sudden, white-knight confidence.

"Is he bothering you? Do you want me to personally deal with him?"

Come to think of it, Kenji’s tiny brain started to do some basic detective work.

Didn’t Aria-chan arrest this exact guy yesterday and give him a brutal, legendary disciplinary punishment?

If she was the big, scary student council president, then why on earth was she the one vibrating like a broken washing machine right now?

’Did that trash guy do something unmentionable to my pure Aria-chan? This absolute piece of garbage...’

Kenji-kun’s protective boyfriend instincts became highly defensive.

He quickly stepped forward, planting his body directly in front of Aria-chan in a heroic, shielding manner.

"K-Kenji-kun... what are you doing?"

"Don’t worry, Aria-chan! I will protect you from this trash young master with my life!"

Protect her? Protect her from what, exactly?

If Kenji could read her mind right now, he would realize she wanted to be ruthlessly pinned against the lockers by this guy, let alone need protection from him!

Her body was practically screaming for a second round of structural rearrangement.

Finally, the trash young master came to a stop right in front of them, completely ignoring their heroic couple pose.

"What the hell is this?"

Kenji sneered, puffing his chest out.

"I thought you told that you wanted to be a good guy from now on. I suppose a wealthy piece of trash could never become a decent human being!"

"Hah...!"

Aria instantly clamped both of her hands over her mouth. ]

She could not believe the sudden, raw manliness oozing from her otherwise docile, vanilla boyfriend.

’G-Go, Kenji-kun! Make him even more angry! Insult his noble family!’

’Make him so furious that he has no choice but to drag me into a broom closet and punish me m—’

’NO NO NO! Brain, stop it! Don’t make him angry at all! He will destroy my tiny panties!’

Kaizen simply raised a single finger, completely ignoring Kenji’s aggressive speech.

Kenji became hyper-alert, his muscles tensing up for a sudden martial arts attack.

But instead of striking a pose, Kaizen casually shoved his index finger straight up his own left nostril.

He began to aggressively dig around for gold right in front of them, completely destroying any dramatic tension in the hallway.

Kenji’s face instantly scrunched up in pure, unadulterated disgust.

’What a useless, low-class trash lad.’

’If I am recoiling this hard from his gross behavior, I can only imagine how much my pure, elegant Aria-chan absolutely loathes this guy right now...’

Kenji gave a quick, reassuring look back at his girlfriend.

And just like he thought, Aria was intensely staring at the trash young master, her throat moving as she took a big, heavy gulp.

No doubt a deep gulp of pure, unadulterated hatred, right?

’Look at her...’

Kenji thought, his heart swelling with pride.

’She is literally trembling from sheer hatred. She’s just glaring at his disgusting finger, probably wishing she could banish him from the academy...’

What a poor, sweet, ultimate cuckold lad Kenji was.

He had absolutely no idea that the psychological chains locking up this slutty kitten were being violently snapped open one by one each time this trash guy did something offensive.

The thicker Kaizen’s toxic, unrefined aura became, the more fluid Aria’s lady parts produced.

It was almost like the dog-poop young master could read her deepest, darkest, most degenerate thoughts!

"Are you even listening to me, you garbage young master?!"

Kenji barked, his face twisting into an aggressive scowl.

"You act completely different from yesterday. Yesterday you were a sniveling coward in the student council room. What is this sudden attitude change?"

Kaizen finally pulled his finger out of his nose.

He casually flicked an invisible speck of dirt directly at Kenji’s pristine uniform shoes.

"Oh, sorry. Did you say something, vanilla boy? I was just distracted by the scenery."

Kaizen didn’t even look at Kenji when he spoke.

Instead, his deadpan, totally unbothered gaze locked onto Aria.

He stared at her face, then slowly let his eyes travel down her body.

It was completely different from yesterday.

’What the? Why’s this guy looking at me like that?’