Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

After the call ended, Don let out a quiet breath, leaning back against the seat for a moment.

**Click.**

He then opened the door and climbed out, carefully lifting the package in one arm.

The sedan drove off soon after, its electric motor humming softly as it made its way out of the car park.

He took out his phone to check for any response from Donald, but there was still nothing.

'Where the hell is he?'

he thought, frowning slightly.

'Let me check by the car just in case.'

Making his way toward where Donald had parked, Don's eyes narrowed as he spotted the vehicle, which appeared to be shaking slightly.

His brow raised, curiosity shifting to suspicion. He approached and reached for the back door handle, pulling it open.

**Click.**

The door swung open, revealing a rather… awkward scene inside, leaving Don speechless.

Don is shocked to find Donald in the backseat with his pants down and with a girl between his legs.

Donald showed a panicked expression as the door opened and snapped his head to look at Don, eyes wide.

"D-Don!" He called out in surprise, before suddenly changing his expression as the girl between his legs bopped her head up and down even faster.

"Oh f-fuuuck!" He groaned out, turning his attention back to the girl and extending his hands toward her head before pulling it up.

The girl didn't resist and lifted her head swiftly, revealing the reason she'd been bopping her head in the first place as she left a trail of saliva between her lips and Donald's exposed cock.

Just as she pulled away, Donald's cock twitched and he shot out a few bursts of cum, which landed on the girl's face and glasses.

Don, still shocked, only now recognized the girl as the same one that exposed Donald to Starboy earlier.

Her forgettable facial features aside, he couldn't miss the colourful attire she wore with the wild patterns and styling.

"What the fuck? Is this why you're not responding to texts?" Don managed to mutter out, looking confused by what he had just stumbled on.

Unlike Donald who was now quickly fumbling to lift his pants up, the girl calmly used the sleeve of the outfit to wipe Donald's cum off her face before moving out from between his legs.

"Hey man, uh, sorry, I was just uhm…" before Donald could explain what was going on, the girl adjusted her glasses and said in a casual tone, "well, now that you've ejaculated, our deal is done."

Saying nothing more, the girl opened the other door and made her exit, shutting the door behind her and walking away, leaving Don confused.

Donald glanced toward the window, hoping to catch sight of the girl, but she was already speeding up, her figure retreating toward the car park exit.

He let out a small sigh, then turned back to find Don standing with arms crossed, head tilted in that mildly amused, expectant way of his.

Don raised a brow. "Need a minute, or are you good?"

Donald's cheeks, already flushed, grew a deeper shade of red. He stammered, rubbing the back of his neck, "Uh… yeah, sorry about that."

Don just watched him, waiting.

"Well," Donald started, glancing off to the side, "after you left me by the café, Becky—that girl—came up to me. Said she wanted to apologize for, you know, making me look like an idiot in front of Starboy."

His hands moved restlessly, gesturing as if to bring more meaning to his words. "I told her to get lost at first," he said with a slight shrug. "She's the whole reason things went sideways in the first place after all. But then… she offered to make amends." His voice trailed off as he scratched his cheek.

Don didn't shift his gaze, curiosity evident in his eyes. "And how exactly was she planning to 'make amends?'"

"She, uh…" Donald's hands mimicked a vague gesture. "She offered to… you know, uh,

*suck me off*.

"

A brief silence followed. Don blinked, processing the absurdity of it all, then shook his head with a resigned sigh.

'So, all it took was a blowjob to wipe out any grudge… even after she almost got him humiliated.'

He didn't even know what to say.

Donald, misinterpreting the sigh, looked even more flustered. "Look, I'm sorry, man. I was just… thinking with my—well, y'know."

He fumbled, his words tripping over themselves. "I just wanted to… I mean, I was curious what it felt like."

Don chuckled, shaking his head slowly. "I'm not angry, just… surprised, that's all."

Before he could say more, a thought crossed his mind, and he lifted an eyebrow. "Wait." He fixed Donald with a curious look. "Have you, like, *never* gotten a blowjob before?"

Donald hesitated, his face turning a shade redder before nodding reluctantly. "Well… not exactly. At least, not from a real girl."

Don's expression shifted from confusion to mild concern, tilting his head as he tried to make sense of the answer. "What do you mean… not from a

*real*

girl?"

Donald looked visibly uncomfortable, his hand moving to adjust his glasses as he mumbled, "Uh, well…" His eyes darted around, clearly reluctant to explain further.

Don held up a hand, cutting him off. "You know what? Never mind." He shook his head with a bemused smile. "Probably better if I don't know."

Grateful for the change in topic, Donald's gaze flickered to the medium-sized box in Don's hand. "Uh, so, what's that?"

"Just a part for something I'm working on," Don replied, keeping his tone casual as he glanced at the box. "Gonna stash it in the back." He moved toward the rear of the G-Wagon, fingers pressing the handle before it clicked open with a solid

**thunk**

.

Donald watched Don place the box carefully inside, still looking awkward. He quickly adjusted his shirt and pants before climbing out, leaning back against the car as he tried to regain a bit of composure.

Once Don had shut the rear door, he turned back to find Donald avoiding eye contact, clearly still embarrassed. A slight smirk appeared at the corner of Don's mouth as he crossed his arms.

"So, do you still have anything else to do on campus?" Don asked.

Donald's eyes flicked up, his face still tinted pink. "Uh, no, nothing. Are you, uh… done with your evaluation?"

Don shrugged. "More or less." He paused, looking toward the driver's side. "In that case, let's go."

"Where to?" Donald asked, relieved to move past the awkwardness.

"Nexus Academy."

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