Wasn't He Being Blackmailed?

It's already been two weeks since the new semester began.

The weather was pleasantly cool, and it was still the relaxed beginning of the semester.

“Seriously, wow. How can your skin be like this? Not a single blemish, and it's so clear it's practically translucent.”

“I know, Bianca. Could you give us some tips?”

“Ah, well...”

Vita was in quite a predicament. During the break, the girls had completely surrounded him. He could even feel the boys, not just the girls, sneaking glances over here.

“I don't really have anything like that...”

At Vita's answer, the girls burst into giggles.

“You mean you were just born this way?”

“Ehh—no way.”...