45. Together with You
45. Together with You
"Wow, but seriously, everyone around you is staring. As expected, the pride of Elysia, Yuriel — "
"Just shut up, please."
Whenever I walk, countless people's eyes sparkle as if watching a zoo monkey, and they take pictures without even asking for my consent.
With the murmuring sounds reaching my ears and the camera shutters clicking, I regretted participating in the Seowol Summer Tournament for the first time. I should have just watched that bastard Siwoo get eliminated early and laughed at him.
Today is the opening ceremony of the Seowol Summer Tournament. As befits a major event held twice a year at the prestigious Seowol Academy, they put together everything proper, from the freshman representative oath to the torch relay.
The problem is that I was semi-forced into those attention-drawing events I mentioned earlier, like the freshman representative oath and the torch relay. I was suddenly called to the principal's office wondering what was going on, only to receive what was essentially a notice—not a request—that they intended to use me as the centerpiece for the summer tournament's main events.
Honestly, I thought it would draw too much attention and felt a bit burdened, so I subtly hinted at declining, but then he started almost crying while pleading with me, so I had no choice.
I do feel a little sorry for the student who worked hard while I was sleeping all day to earn the top spot, and for the third-year top student who would normally handle the torch relay, but that's something they should take up with the principal. I did my part in refusing.
Anyway, for those reasons, I became the first student in Seowol Academy history to simultaneously handle the torch relay and the freshman representative oath, and thanks to the organizers' scheming, I eliminated the second-year top student in one second during the first preliminary round, so now I'm drawing a ton of attention. Plus, my hearing is damn annoyingly sharp, so I can hear the crowd surrounding me murmuring all too clearly.
- Wow, but she's fucking pretty. Isn't the world just too unfair?
- I know, right? Ah, I just want to die.......
Honestly, I've heard stuff like this a lot before, so it doesn't really bother me, but:
- But is the guy next to her her boyfriend? He's really handsome.
- Well, wouldn't he be? They're hanging around together like that?
- ...That makes sense, right? Thinking that a girl like that probably does cute things and acts all affectionate when she's alone with her boyfriend makes me fucking pissed, ugh.......
......That bullshit makes me want to commit murder every time I hear it. I don't care about anything else, but I can't stand being associated with this bastard. To be honest, since we're always together, I can't blame them for misunderstanding, but I can't blame them......!
"? Why are you hitting me all of a sudden."
"I don't know, fuck."
A few days ago, I got hit with some shitty curse that gives me nightmares every single night, so I've started keeping that bastard Siwoo next to me like a totem when I sleep, since he's the only one who can break it. Strangely enough, when that bastard Siwoo is next to me, I sleep well and feel oddly at ease. I still hate his face, though.
I have a guess about what's going on, but since it's not something I can just decide to get rid of, I've had no choice but to let that bastard Siwoo into my room every night. Honestly, at the academy, I used to fall asleep using Siwoo as a pillow whenever I was tired, so I don't really think much of it, but... there's one thing that worries me.
Something that suddenly came over my body recently. Because my nipples, pussy, ...and even my asshole have become abnormally sensitive because of it, when I'm alone in the dorm, I unconsciously rub my nipples and shake my hips, sinking into a disgraceful cycle of masturbation. When I do this alone in my room with no one else, it's fine, but since I've been sleeping with Siwoo for some reason, it's become a bit problematic.
Well, it doesn't matter since I just go to the closet to masturbate without Siwoo knowing whenever that lewd feeling comes. The soundproofing between rooms is good, so even if I let out vulgar moans without setting up a barrier, that bastard Siwoo can't hear me, and even if the door is open, well, I can just be quiet, so it's fine.
......Thinking about lewd things made my nipples hard again.
I keep applying medicine to my nipple covers every day to desensitize my nipples and pressing them firmly against my nipples, but my nipple sensitivity only gets more sensitive as days go by. If I hadn't been applying the medicine every time I changed the nipple covers, how much more sensitive would they be? Just imagining it is terrifying.
At some point, it was fine for a while, but recently it's been acting up again, and I flinched as my nipples, which had become stiff enough to peel off the bandages I'd put on, forced me to grab that bastard Siwoo's sleeve.
"What's wrong all of a sudden? Are you sleepy again?"
"Uh, yeah......"
In truth, my horny nipples had brushed against the slightly loose bandage, making my waist go weak, but how could I say that? I pretended to be as drowsy as possible, acting like the usual Yuriel, and leaned my body against Siwoo.
W-Wait...... T-The, the bandage is about to c-come off...... I-It feels good when it's about to come off but doesn't.......
"If you're that tired, I'll give you a piggyback ride. Don't overdo it."
"......I-I'm fine. I-I can walk on my own......."
Ah, no. Even though I'm putting strength into my body to keep the bandage from moving as much as possible, it still feels this good. If I end up on Siwoo's back, the bandage will definitely come off completely, and I'll feel it way too much. Th-That's absolutely......!
"Ah, just get on. Stop talking nonsense."
"I said I'm fine...... Hah, haaaugh?!"
My small body, which had been leaning against Siwoo while pretending to be tired, was suddenly lifted onto his back. Because of the sudden jolt, the bandage covering my nipples had already come off long ago.
"W-Wait! If you do this......?!"
"No need to worry. I've already set up a barrier, so to others, it'll just look like we're walking side by side."
"......That's not the problem...."
"What."
"A-Ah, nothing...."
Come to think of it, even though I was clearly showing an abnormal state, the crowd surrounding us was looking at me with the same eyes as before, as if nothing was wrong. They didn't even know that I was already in heat, feeling intensely just from the sensation of being jostled on Siwoo's back, and they were just sending looks mixed with admiration, jealousy, and whatever else.
"Just go to sleep quickly. Don't worry about it."
"Ah, uh, okay."
Flinch, flinch. Every time Siwoo took a step, my nipples, which had become overly sensitive on their own, kept rubbing against his back. I tried my best to pretend to be asleep, but every time my nipples brushed against the fabric, my arms wrapped around Siwoo's back would involuntarily tighten, and my lower abdomen heated up.
......Was his back always this broad?
At some point, I found myself unconsciously assessing his back—his shoulders, which had become broad, and his back muscles, which had become firm.
Fuck, that alpha male bastard. Your back is disgustingly wide... Hah, haaaugh, if you walk like that, it's d-dangerous......!
The longer I entrusted my entire body to Siwoo and was carried on his back, the more his scent traveled up my nose and clouded my mind. An incredibly sweet, captivating, and addictive... scent like that. I involuntarily twitched my nose. The instincts of a female engraved in Yuriel kept urging me to smell his scent.
I-I can't smell Siwoo...! Just rubbing my nipples feels this good, so if I smell his scent too......!
My lower abdomen twitched. I could feel a sticky love juice trickling down inside my vagina. While being carried on Siwoo's back, just from rubbing my nipples and smelling Siwoo's body odor, I-I'm about to cum.......
Ah, no. If I get caught, I'm really in trouble. I-I need to quickly tighten my pussy to keep the love juice from leaking out.
I involuntarily squeezed his back with my thighs and focused mana on my lower abdomen. Fortunately, Siwoo seemed to think it was just sleep-talking and didn't say anything.
......Endure, I have to endure. By tightening my pussy, I have to somehow hold on. Endure, endure until we get to the dorm, and then,
Then, let's masturbate vulgarly......♥
"Hah, haaaugh, I-I'm cumming......! N-Nipples feel so good......♥"
Yuriel's vulgar moans echoed through the half-open door.
'Even if the door is half open, if I masturbate quietly, I won't get caught.' With that already-twisted thinking, Yuriel, beyond the door, accepted it without any sense of wrongness and was immersed in masturbation, her reason lost.
"Yuriel, aren't you done changing yet?"
"Uh, uhm....... J-Just a moment, okay♥, haaaugh♥"
Even though he was already having a conversation with her through the door, imagining Yuriel firmly believing she hadn't been caught and disgracefully rubbing her nipples made me laugh involuntarily.
If I had my way, I'd burst into the closet and shove my dick in right now, but there's something much more important than that.
Namely, tomorrow's wedding of Choi Seolhwa—that bitch who tried to cozy up to Yuriel without knowing her place. Ah, or was it Hong Seolhwa? Whatever.
Hearing that she was fated to be sold off to some middle-aged rich bastard she'd never even met because of her shitty family, our kind-hearted Yuriel apparently can't stand it and plans to crash someone else's wedding.
She doesn't have to care about those kinds of vermin, but I don't know why. Yuriel is always spouting bad words and acting like she doesn't give a damn, but inside, she's disgustingly soft, so whenever something like this happens, she always ends up doing this. What a waste of time.
Well, if I had my way, I'd twist Yuriel's thinking to the point where 'smelling my scent and masturbating is far more important than saving Hong Seolhwa' and make it so she can't save anyone, but I'll let it slide just this once. There won't be a next time.
Instead, Yuriel will grant me one favor for mercifully allowing her to save Hong Seolhwa. Of course, Yuriel has no will in that matter.
Yuriel, who had been letting out vulgar moans and focusing on masturbation in the closet for a long time, finally opened the half-closed door wide and sat on the bed as if nothing had happened.
"......What."
"Nothing, I was just wondering why you took so long to change clothes."
"...I just organized some clothes. What, do you have a problem with that?"
Seeing Yuriel, who had gone into heat just from being carried on my back earlier, dripping love juice everywhere, and then immediately went into the closet to masturbate furiously while pretending to change clothes the moment we entered the dorm, now acting tough—honestly, it's too funny and cute. I just want to ram my dick in right now.
Whether she knows what I'm thinking or not, Yuriel, with her usual calm expression, wriggled her way into the fluffy blanket. What, going to masturbate again in there? While pretending nothing's wrong?
But it's all so obvious.
Yuriel hesitated for a moment about whether to say this or not, then, seeming to make up her mind, asked with a face more serious than usual.
"Anyway, I have something to say to you."
Uh, sorry, but I already know what it is.
"There's a friend I recently got close to named Hong Seolhwa, and she's in danger of being sold off to some middle-aged rich bastard... Could you come with me to the wedding pretending to be a guest?" It'll be something like that.
It's obvious. Of course, after Yuriel agonized over it dozens and dozens of times, she made a difficult decision—her true feelings.
Because I manipulated all of it.
From the thought that suddenly occurred to her, 'But how do we sneak into the wedding?' to the conclusion, 'I have no choice but to go with that bastard Siwoo.' The thought process she firmly believes is her true feelings—sorry, but it's all my will from start to finish.
......Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration, and actually, it's not entirely my will from start to finish. I only twisted the very tip of her thoughts slightly in the direction I wanted.
In fact, this level of high-difficulty thought manipulation is almost impossible, but because Yuriel wanted to save Hong Seolhwa from the beginning and was already agonizing over whether to tell me this, such detailed thought manipulation could happen naturally. Even without my manipulation, her conclusion would probably have ended with sneaking into the wedding as a guest. I just wouldn't have been there.
Well, Yuriel herself probably thinks she's swallowing her pride and making a big request despite feeling sorry for me, Siwoo, who's preparing for the tournament, but since it's all my manipulation anyway, don't feel too sorry about it.
Wouldn't going together be far less suspicious and safer than going alone? I think that alone should make Yuriel grateful to me.
"......I-I don't know where to start. Just a moment, let me organize my thoughts."
"Pfft, you should have used the time you spent rubbing your nipples and masturbating to organize your thoughts."
"...Y-You, how do you know that......!"
"Ah, I accidentally said it out loud. Forget what I just said. You should focus on organizing your thoughts."
"Ah, uh, okay......"
Her eyes, which had widened genuinely in shock for a moment, returned to their normal size at my words. If only she were this obedient all the time.
"......D-Don't be surprised when you hear this."
"Okay."
"Uh, actually, I made a friend, named Hong Seolhwa, so......."
Ah, Yuriel's guilt-ridden eyes are so fucking hot. Does it really hurt you that much to inconvenience me? I noticed it back during the nightmare incident too, but the depth of Yuriel's devotion and consideration—feelings like that toward me—is so deep that even I can't understand it. If only her romantic feelings were this deep. What a shame.
Ah, I wasn't planning on doing it tonight, but I'm really fucking turned on and can't help it. I should quickly accept Yuriel's request and put her to sleep or something.
Recently, I feel my sexual desire for Yuriel growing more and more. The more I press my body against hers and mix our flesh, the more the size of the desire that seemed endless keeps swelling.
What if I can't hold back even on Yuriel's ovulation day? I suddenly imagined Yuriel's belly gradually swelling because I couldn't hold back on her ovulation day, and her crying, not understanding why her body is like this, relying on me.
.......
......No, no. I'll save that for when Yuriel and I truly become one.
There's still so much to enjoy right now.