Chapter 171: Bold and Sexy, but Still Daring and Sharp [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 171: Bold and Sexy, but Still Daring and Sharp [R-18]
"...Hah."
Miyuki... was resting her chin on her hands, her elbows propped up on the desk.
Without batting an eye, she slowly stroked my dick with her right hand. The unique setting of a classroom, filled with people, added a significant sense of depravity.
It was thrilling, nerve-wracking, worrying that someone might notice.
Does Miyuki not have such worries?
Perhaps she's at ease, thinking something like, I'm sure he'll hide it well...
Deciding this had gone on long enough, I tapped Miyuki's arm, which was below my navel.
A signal to stop. But Miyuki's hand showed no signs of stopping.
"....."
I turned to her with a dumbfounded expression, but she was still pretending to listen to the lecture.
Is she really planning on making me finish here?
Or does she not realize I'm slowly reaching my limit?
If I just let go without thinking, the smell would be overwhelming. I'm afraid of the fallout.
I don't care about myself, but I don't want Miyuki's image to be ruined.
"...Hey."
I called to Miyuki in a voice so quiet it would be inaudible unless you were right next to me. She glanced at me, only her eyes moving.
When she saw me mouth that I was about to cum, she let out a short huff through her nose with a slightly disappointed look and pulled her hand out of my pants.
Then, she brought the hand that had been fiddling with my dick to her own nose, about to sniff it like a pervert.
At that moment,
"Matsuda."
The teacher conducting the class called out.
Seeing a startled Miyuki lower her hand, I answered.
"Yes...?"
"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
"Ah... I'm not sure...? My body does feel hot."
"Then go to the nurse's office. If you're sick, you should say so. What good does it do to suffer alone?"
In the past, he would have continued the class even if I said I was sick, but now he's showing concern.
If he knew the truth, he'd be handing out discipline, not concern.
I didn't particularly want to leave and was about to say I was fine when a good idea popped into my head. I closed my mouth and stood up from my seat.
Then, I glanced back and forth between Miyuki and the classroom door, subtly enough that no one else would notice.
Come out. In response, Miyuki shook her head, showing her reluctance.
But that only lasted a moment.
As I let my shoulders slump in feigned disappointment and turned to leave the classroom, she shot her hand up and spoke to the teacher.
"Um... Matsuda-kun has been muttering to himself and blinking his eyes open and shut for a while now. He doesn't look well. I'll take him to the nurse's office."
"Is that so? Then please do."
And so, with Miyuki feigning to support me, I left the classroom. Once she closed the hallway door and linked her arm with mine, I grinned and teased her.
"How can you lie with such a straight face?"
"...Don't say that. You'll make me angry."
"Sorry, sorry."
"So, why did you call me out...?"
It's funny how she asks that when she already knows.
I shrugged and looked around.
A quiet hallway. The atmosphere was strange.
"You said we had to go to the nurse's office."
"Like you're actually going..."
"Let's move somewhere else first."
"Where to...?"
"I don't really know either."
In situations like this, you just have to go where your feet take you.
Grabbing Miyuki's wrist, I silently climbed the stairs.
Past the floor with the second-year hallways, and up to the third-year hallway.
Any higher and we'd be on the rooftop, but we've already gotten into all sorts of trouble there before, though not often. It's getting old.
Should we do it in the third-year bathroom?
Or maybe in front of the student council room would be good.
"Why did we have to come here...? Let's go somewhere else."
As I was mulling over my options, Miyuki started grumbling and showed signs of wanting to back away. I turned around and stared at her intently.
"...Why?"
At first, she met my gaze in a staring contest, but then, as if sensing something unsettling, she took a step back until her back was against the wall.
"What is it...? Don't tell me you're having weird thoughts about... doing it right here...?"
Her voice trembled slightly.
I planted my entire forearm on the wall next to Miyuki's head and pressed myself right against her.
I was practically shielding her with my body so no one else could see her face.
"Matsuda-kun...! What are you doing...!"
Miyuki stomped her feet in frustration after seeing my lecherous expression.
As much of a scumbag as I am, I have no intention of having sex here. She's really overestimating me.
Though, if school were canceled, that might be a different story.
I kissed the forehead of Miyuki, whose large eyes were darting all over the place.
Then, bringing my lips close to hers, which were stunned by the sudden sweet gesture, I asked.
"Is this not allowed either?"
Hearing the playful tone in my voice, Miyuki's cheeks flushed red.
She realized she'd gotten way ahead of herself.
Mortified, she didn't know what to do with herself. She gave my shoulder a light push and whined.
"Th-this is as far as our little escapade goes. Nothing more..."
"I never said we should."
"What are you talking about...! You're the one who gestured for me to come out...!"
"You're the one who came out. You didn't have to."
"But you looked like you were about to die of disappointment when I said no...! F-fine, I'm going back in."
"Already? If you go back now, they'll think you just abandoned me on the way to the nurse's office."
"I don't care... I'd rather they misunder... Hmph!"
Miyuki, who had been chattering away, gasped.
Because I'd crushed my lips against hers.
Startled by the sudden move, she initially struggled, trying to push me away, but...
"Haup..."
As I started to gently tap her gums with my tongue, she soon quieted down.
No, it would be more accurate to say she didn't just quiet down, she became proactive.
An escape not only from the middle of class, but one taking place in a hallway where students come and go.
It was a delinquent act that would surely earn us demerit points if we were caught.
Miyuki, a member of the student council who knew every single rule by heart, was well aware of this fact, yet she wrapped her arms around my neck and began to properly accept my tongue.
As I explored the inside of her mouth, feeling her body temperature rise, I gently pressed my fingers into her side, near her ribs.
With a sharp exhale through her nose, her legs gave out in an instant.
Her knees buckled, and her body slid down the wall.
It looked like she was about to collapse onto the floor, but my leg was wedged between hers, so the dreaded outcome didn't happen.
"...Huuung..."
Miyuki let out a breathy moan of relief and settled her butt right on top of my thigh.
She even slipped her now-free hands inside my dress shirt, lightly scratching my bare skin to arouse me.
Miyuki, who grew bolder and lewder by the day, yet at the same time, remained as audacious and sharp as ever.
She's so lovely it's driving me crazy.
Feeling the lewd smooching sounds echo through the quiet hallway, we enjoyed our kiss for what felt like a long time.
Just then,
"Heok...! Y-you scared me...!"
A woman's startled cry, as if she were about to faint, came from down the hallway.
It seemed to be a third-year senior who had gone somewhere during class.
At the presence of an uninvited guest, Miyuki, who had been lost in our kiss, flinched.
I pressed my body even closer to hers to block the woman's view and prevent Miyuki from being seen, then continued what I was doing.
"What the... seriously..."
After the woman grumbled in a tone that said get a room and walked away, I pulled my lips from Miyuki's.
Then, I grinned at her as she looked up at me with dazed, teary eyes.
"Should we stop here?"
If the woman who witnessed our rendezvous went to the faculty office or tattled to a teacher in one of the classrooms, demerit points were a certainty.
The blow would be especially severe for Miyuki, being on the student council.
I'd be in danger too, with the demerits I'd accumulated last semester.
But that doesn't sound so bad.
Not that Miyuki and I would be singled out, but...
A rumor would spread, something like, 'An unknown couple was making out like crazy on the third-year hallway'...
And then the next day, a notice saying [Public Displays of Affection Will Result in a Disciplinary Committee Hearing] would be posted on the bulletin board. Miyuki's reaction would be priceless.
"...Yeah... let's stop here..."
Hearing her shy reply, I asked.
"Should we go?"
"Y-you should go to the nurse's office, Matsuda-kun, and say you have a headache... And come back before the next class... If we go back together now, they'll definitely be suspicious..."
So she wants me to create an alibi to use with the teacher.
I doubt they'd check, but I guess I have to, to put Miyuki at ease.
"Alright."
"A-and I'll teach you the material from the class we missed during lunch... Just so you know..."
"Do you really have to go that far?"
"I have to...! Final exams are just around the corner... you idiot..."
She's always using that excuse to try and make me study.
I straightened Miyuki's messy bangs and the wrinkles on her dress shirt from our intense skinship, then said.
"I get it, so let's at least walk down to the first-year hallway together."
"No... What if someone comes out..."
"Then I'll handle it. Let's go."
"...Okay."
* * *
"Matsuda. Come here for a second."
During club activities, I had just changed into my kendo uniform, dreaming of my happy reunion with Chinami, when Renka's call made me put on an unenthusiastic look.
An irritated Renka furrowed her brow and confronted me.
"D-do you have a problem with that?"
"No. I don't."
"Then what's with that look on your face...!?"
"What's wrong with my face?"
"You just looked at me like I was a pain in the ass...!"
Hmm... It's nice to see Renka gradually learning to read my cues.
If this keeps up, the time will come when she starts begging for my attention.
"I did no such thing."
Playing dumb, I walked over to Renka and continued.
"Why'd you call me? Something you want to say?"
At that, the wrinkles on the bridge of Renka's nose disappeared.
It seemed she'd realized she had nothing to gain by fuming.
That's right. A slave should know her place.
I'll give you a praise stamp on one of your butt cheeks.
"Hah... I called you over to ask if your training is going well."
"I'm learning a lot from my master."
"Do you practice on your own when you get home?"
"Not recently."
"The tournament is right around the corner."
"I've been a little busy."
"...Hey. I know it varies from person to person, but I think the vanguard is the second most important position after the captain. If you get complacent and we get bad results, you're not the only one who suffers; it's the entire team."
That's the kind of thing that happens to side characters or villains.
It won't happen to me, the protagonist.
But heeding her words, I knew I did need to practice.
Talent is useless if it's not backed by effort.
Thinking something straight out of a passionate youth sports story, I answered obediently and seriously.
"I understand. I'll work hard with my master."
"...Good."
"But, Captain."
"What."
"What did you and Master eat yesterday? Yogurt Peach?"
"You could just ask her yourself."
"That's true. But... why did you make me out to be a weirdo yesterday?"
"...A weirdo?"
"When I said it was the first snow, you said I was lying."
At my words, Renka's expression clouded with embarrassment.
"Y-you overheard that...?"
"You said it so loudly, you can't say I was eavesdropping."
"Well... neither I nor Chinami saw it, so..."
"I saw it, so I contacted you to see if you or Master had seen it too. And how can you judge someone so rashly just because you didn't see it?"
"....."
"Nothing to say, right? I'll be remembering this."
Using this as leverage to demand a reward from Renka during the kendo tournament seems like a good idea.
Something like, if I win the vanguard match without giving up a single point, she has to give me something.
Renka would obviously refuse, but I can just bring up how she slandered me by calling me a liar and insist on it.