The Plan to Make Him Lose
The Academy garden.
It was a holiday, and neither students nor teachers had any reason to be here for class. Takumi was no exception.
He sat perched on the rim of the fountain at the center of the front courtyard.
Aoi's late…
Today was the day of Aoi's Female Challenge. Yet she was running far later than their agreement to meet before noon. The hour had already slipped past midday into full afternoon light.
Unable to sleep for the turmoil of the previous night, Takumi had come out early and waited. On any other day they would all have been out on a date together… They said life's trials arrived in waves, and lately there had not been a single quiet day.
"Pass it!! Pass the damn ball, you idiot!"
"Ugh~ that bastard's dragging it out again."
On the athletic field, a handful of dormitory students were kicking a ball around. Takumi lived in the dorms as well, but he never quite managed to fit in with them. Every man there only ever cast jealous looks his way; not a single one ever approached him. The silver lining was that no one wanted to room with him either, so he got to keep the last remaining single room all to himself.
Thump!!
"Whoa!! Hey, where the hell are you kicking that?!"
Whooosh—
Someone's mis-hit ball cleared the stairs down from the field and came flying straight toward Takumi. It bounced once, twice, and rolled to a stop right beside him.
"Hey you! Toss the ball back!"
"…"
Reluctant as he was, Takumi bent at the waist to pick it up. He reached for the ball—only for someone else to snatch it up first. With his head lowered he couldn't quite see who had taken it.
Whump!
Whoever it was released the ball mid-air and kicked it in one fluid motion; the ball traced a perfect straight line back into the hands of the students on the field. Stunned by the skill of it, Takumi followed the trajectory with his eyes toward the athletic ground.
"O-ohh…"
"That outfit…"
Suddenly every person on the field froze, their gazes locking onto Takumi. Moments later they began to murmur, drawn as if under a spell, clustering toward one side of the field and closing in on him.
"W-what is it?"
Then Takumi realized those stares were not aimed at him at all. They were fixed on the person standing directly behind him—the one who had kicked the ball. He spun around at once. And there—
—stood Aoi, dressed in translucent white lingerie that left her bare skin almost fully on display.
The scant fabric clung to every curve and plane of her body, not merely revealing them but amplifying them, and her heavy breasts sat soft and full within the cups. The sheer volume of them pulled the shoulder straps taut until they looked ready to snap. Her pretty, perfectly shaped nipples showed through in a color just as lovely as their form, flaunting their presence without shame.
"A-Aoi?"
"I have kept you waiting."
Aoi bowed her head to Takumi with brazen, unflappable calm.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
"MY EYES!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Aoi-senpai!!!!!!!!"
"What the hell is that outfit, does she want to get fucked!!!!!!!!!!!"
A roar of voices swallowed the entire campus. Every student on the field thrust both arms—and their cocks—toward the sky and howled. Takumi, too, could only stare, dazed, as his eyes roamed over her figure.
Seeing him completely stunned only seemed to please her; Aoi allowed herself the faintest, satisfied little smile. At the same time she turned in one slow, elegant circle, putting that springy, voluptuous body on even greater display.
"My apologies for the delay."
"Ah… that is…"
"Ah—for the record, I was not late because I was choosing an outfit. I simply overslept. Shall we go?"
Aoi turned and started to walk. But Takumi still had something he absolutely needed to hear. He caught her by the wrist as she moved ahead of him.
"What is the matter?"
"What do you mean, what—what is that outfit?!"
"Ah. You mean the clothes."
Aoi pushed her full, round ass back beneath that slender waist, holding it at a hair's breadth from Takumi's steadily hardening cock—close enough that the overwhelming mass of flesh almost touched him, yet not quite.
"I already told you, did I not? That I would finish this quickly."
"E-even so, that's way too much! If the guards see you…"
"Please do not worry. Allow me to make one prediction."
Aoi turned back and closed the distance until she was pressed right against him. She nestled her heavy breasts softly into his chest and slipped her arms around his back.
"Any man who sees my body will find himself unable to move."
Aoi's distinctive voice—cold and yet silky-smooth—brushed against his ear, sliding in along his eardrum and tickling all the way down his nerves. The tips of her slender fingers slowly stroked up the front of his pants.
"Ohh…!!!!!!!"
Strength fled Takumi's legs and he sank straight to the ground. He clamped his thighs together in a humiliating crouch and tensed every muscle in his body, barely holding back a dizzying rush of orgasm that felt ready to melt his entire cock.
"To borrow Shizuka's words—you really are a to-tal weakling, Takumi."
She bent at the waist as well, bringing her eyes level with his. Those gem-like blue irises filled his entire field of vision. Her pure-white hands cupped his cheeks.
"Well? Are you ready at last to abandon this filthy world crawling with pests and leave with me, just the two of us?"
Her face drew even closer. Up this close, that porcelain skin still showed not a single blemish.
"I… I…"
"Yes. Say it. Say that you will leave with me."
"No… I… I love Shizuka and Ria-nuna too…"
In an instant Aoi straightened. Her breasts swayed and rolled heavily inside the lingerie with the motion—and above them, her gaze had gone ice-cold and dark as she looked down at him.
"It cannot be helped, then."
She continued without pause.
"Today, I will make Takumi lose. And by that means, I will force you into a life on the run with me."
"W-what are you…!!!"
She did not wait for him to finish. She turned and strode ahead. Residual electricity still crackled along Takumi's spine—and yet he had no choice but to follow. If he failed to answer the Female Challenge, he would end up living on the run with her exactly as she said.
But somehow… that might not be so bad either… No! No, it wouldn't…!
Takumi forced his thoughts into order and hurried after Aoi, who was already walking far ahead of him.
The streets of Rellian Village.
Aoi still walked several paces ahead of Takumi. Every gaze—man and woman alike—locked onto her. The women stared in open shock and could not look away, caught between envy and awe at her beauty. The men, without a single exception, grew hard at the sight of Aoi's breasts, her ass, and the nipples showing translucent through the lingerie.
"Holy shit… what the fuck is that?"
"I wanna fuck her so damn bad…"
"That's basically begging to get jumped, right?! Right?!"
The growls of males hunting for any chance rose all around them. But the Aoi swaying that sensual ass as she walked right in front of Takumi's eyes was no easy female. She was a flower blooming on a cliff—no, a flower blooming at the very peak of the world—and no one could simply reach out and take her.
From time to time she glanced back to make sure Takumi was keeping up. And each time she confirmed that his eyes were fixed on the flesh of her lower body, she flicked her hips and sent an even larger wave rolling through them.
"Takumi."
"Y-yeah!"
"We have arrived."
When he finally tore his gaze from the view of her back that had held him captive the entire walk, a great mansion filled his sight. At the end of the road, set apart from every other building, the estate rose in lavish marble beauty; golden ornaments along the roof edges caught the sunlight and gleamed. Well-tended hedges lined both sides of the approach in neat, ordered walls. The two of them followed that path until at last they reached the front gates.
"Hold it right there."
As Aoi reached to push the gate open, a Mansion Guard stepped into her path.
"Quite the outfit for someone with so many places to hide things."
The words were absurd. Aoi was all but naked.
"Please refrain from talking nonsense."
"Heh heh heh… nonsense, you say?"
The guard licked his lips and kneaded the thick bulge of his own cock.
"Between those vulgar chunks of meat on your chest… and between those ass cheeks… hell, maybe even 'down there'—you could be hiding something, couldn't you?"
"…"
Aoi's eyes began to sharpen. Whether the guard failed to notice or simply didn't care, he kept spinning his absurdities.
"Ahh~! If that's too much trouble, how about you just take one load off me and I'll let you right in!"
He slapped the stiff length of his cock against his palm as he spoke.
"It cannot be helped."
"?"
Aoi stepped toward the Mansion Guard.
"What are you doing?"
Takumi asked.
"As you can see, I am about to 'take one load off' him."
"Hahaha! Smart choice. Let's keep things easy, yeah~"
This was not like Aoi. For all that she was always cold and unpredictable enough to give him trouble, she loathed every man other than Takumi with extreme intensity. Something heavy seemed to drop deep in Takumi's chest—and at the same time his cock was hardening at a terrifying speed. He stared at her, stunned.
She had closed the distance until her breasts were almost brushing the guard—and yet her eyes were still locked on Takumi. As if she were testing him. A look exactly like that.