My Pick Up Artist System

*Knock* *Knock*

Standing in front of Miyuki's door, Ben waited with narrowed eyes as he tried to guess what waited for him on the other side. However, when the door opened and he saw the person who greeted him, his eyes shot open, because it wasn't Miyuki…

Standing in the doorway, was someone wearing a black hoodie that covered their face. All Ben could make out was brown bangs and gleaming teeth from their grin.

This individual's presence made Ben feel something was very off. "Who are you? Where's Miyuki?"

The hooded person snickered. "You don't remember me? After I gave you such a warm welcome?"

Hearing that voice, Ben gasped. "It's you…"

The person's grin widened. "So you do remember."

Of course Ben remembered, because the person facing him was the one in the dorm who left the deepest impression on him. The one who pushed him to the edge of despair. The one that brought him to rock bottom, from where he started his current journey.

It was the student who bullied him when he first arrived! The one who designed the nasty flyers of him, then posted them all over the dorm!

Thinking of this event, Ben gnashed his teeth, because he was truly helpless at that time. Although he hadn't seen this person in a month, it was rare a day went by that he didn't think of them. Despite that, Ben soon calmed down, because he wasn't the same as he was back then. He was no longer so easy to bully.

"Well, don't stay out here. Miyuki's waiting for you. Come in." The person maintained their smirk as they moved to the side, holding their arm out as a sign for him to enter.

Ben frowned, but was too worried about Miyuki to refuse, and soon stepped inside. Upon entering, his tense body relaxed a bit, because he saw her sitting on her bed, but soon became anxious again when he noticed she was pale, with sweat covering her forehead. Running over to her, Ben knelt down and held her by the shoulders. "Miyuki? What's the matter?"

She looked up at him, as a glint of relief flashed in her eyes, but she soon looked away, as if ashamed she called him there. When the hooded person closed the door and walked in, Miyuki glanced at them, and her face became even paler.

Observing this, Ben stood up and squared up with the hooded figure. "What did you do to her?!?"

The person laughed at this. "Relax. I haven't done anything…yet. Have a seat. Let's have a chat."

Ben squeezed his fists as anger started swirling in his chest, but Miyuki soon spoke for the first time. "B-Benjamin-san. Please, sit down." Her words were barely audible, but hearing them caused Ben to calm down. Grabbing a seat next to Miyuki, he glared at the hooded person, who maintained their grin as they sat down in a black chair opposite the two.

Leaning forward to rest their elbows on their arms, the person clasped their hands together as they studied Ben and Miyuki. "Well. Where should we start?"

Feeling Miyuki's body trembling, Ben put his arm around her shoulder to ease her nerves.

However, when the hooded person saw this, their grin disappeared… Instead, they snorted, and pulled their hood off, staring into Ben's eyes as they displayed their dissatisfaction.

Seeing that face again was no less of a shock to Ben than it was in the past; because the person who was orchestrating all this, who was so mean-spirited to bully him until he was at the bottom of an abyss, possessed a face that didn't match their personality at all. That face, it was simply...too beautiful!

Because this despicable individual, who skulked, and plotted, and bullied—was a gorgeous girl!

…

Ben stared at her in silence. Her charming facial features provoked an amount of shock only equaled by how much they contrasted with everything else. He heard she was a Latina, from Mexico City, which explained her Hispanic accent, light bronze skin, and also her firm round ass which was famous for women from those parts.

Her perky B-cup tits poked out a little from her hoodie, giving anyone who saw it the desire to search underneath. So far, these features weren't unusual for a girl with her background though. What set her apart, was her very short brown hair, styled with product in a messy fashion to give her a lazy bedhead look that somehow only added to her unique appeal.

Yet, what supplied a strong hint to the edges of her personality, were the numerous silver earrings lining both of her ears, as well as the single silver stud she wore on her small sharp nose. Set against her light freckles, it gave off the feeling of a cute danger…

'Camila Torres…' Ben thinned his eyes. It was a name that signaled trouble any time he came across it. "What do you want?"

Spreading a lopsided smirk, the edgy beauty took out a black iPhone. "Have a look at this…" She turned the screen around so Ben could view it. There, a video played, of Miyuki entering and exiting his room with a dress stained with conspicuous liquid. Then, him entering and leaving hers, with timestamps of all events showing how long these trips took.

Seeing this, Ben understood right away, and couldn't help but frown. This was extortion!

He glanced at Miyuki and saw her shaking became worse. She'd already seen this video, no—this evidence, and understood the implication. It would cause her great trouble!

As far as the relationship between Ben and her, Miyuki wanted it quiet for a reason. It was true that it wasn't against the school rules, and although the administration frowned upon it, the risk wasn't serious enough for Miyuki to not date Ben. However, that was only if it remained a private matter!

Camila chuckled. "What would happen if this video spread?"

Ben wrinkled his brows. If she showed this video of them going back and forth to each other's rooms, with Miyuki and Ben being in the same class now, it would impact the school's image. What would be even worse, is if she made it a public spectacle by sending it to all the students in the dorm, something she'd already proven capable of doing with his posters! In that scenario, it would become a major issue! The school would have to deal with it!

Even putting the school's reaction aside, it would bring great shame on Miyuki! She was a girl whose desires already conflicted with her wholesome upbringing, so something like this…it would traumatize her!

How could Ben allow such a terrible thing to happen to a girl as sweet as Miyuki? His expression became grave as he accepted the seriousness of the situation. 'This isn't good. I'm not sure what Camila wants, but with this in her hands, she holds all the leverage. Isn't there a way I can regain some power here?'

After pondering hard for a few seconds, Ben's eyes flashed, because he remembered something, an item that could throw her off her game; something that could give him an edge, by damaging her psyche.

Glancing at Camila, he showed a polite smile. "I see. It seems we do need to discuss this. Then, how about we do it, over some of Miyuki's wonderful tea?"

…

He planned to rely on what he knew best—poisoning.