Bo○ Bombardment and Alicia's Flight
Serina and the others seem to have headed straight home after that, pussy-rubbing fantasies and all. Maybe they didn't find what they were looking for, but nothing else caught my eye anyway. The ending felt a bit anticlimactic, but it was still good. I got to see everything worth seeing, short of them jumping straight into bed. I'd love to catch their confession scene next time, though. Anyway, satisfied.
Left alone in the vast aquarium with Alicia, I stretch my arms with a yawn. "Well, time to head out, huh?"
Mission accomplished—no reason to stick around, just risks piling up. Like being alone with Alicia.
Those blue eyes stare right at me. I mumble an excuse. "I mean, we've seen all the fish already... unless you're still missing something?"
"Yeah."
"Oh. Then go ahead and look around by yourself..."
Her blue eyes bore into me even harder. I try another excuse. "No, I mean, yeah..."
But I can't find the words. As I hem and haw, Alicia speaks first.
"Lily."
"Yeah?"
"You only came because of Serina, right? Here."
"Huh?"
"You didn't actually want to come to the aquarium with me. Right?"
Playing it cool has its limits. Truth is, I have nothing to say.
Did I make it too obvious? Treating her like a wallet I'd sucked dry and now tossing aside—probably risky.
Alicia walks ahead for the first time today. She turns back, her voice uncharacteristically serious. "Lily."
"Yeah?"
"I've never gone without anything I wanted in life."
"...?"
"Everything I desire ends up in my hands. That's how I've lived."
"Th-that's impressive...?"
Sudden bragging? No clue how to respond. Can't even guess what she's getting at.
"When something catches my eye, I take it. That's how I was raised. Once I'm hooked, I spare no effort, no matter what it is."
"..."
"People are no exception."
She stares straight at me there—what am I supposed to do with that?
"I've thought about you a lot."
"...Me?"
"Ever since you said you didn't want to hang out with me."
No. Actually, even before that. Alicia mutters calmly.
I don't want to hang out with you. That's what I declared. And for a whole week after, we didn't exchange a word. The clean break stung, so I figured she didn't care about me. Guess I was wrong.
Alicia keeps evaluating me. "At first, I thought you were just embarrassed. Since I'd done something pushy, maybe give you time."
"..."
"But thinking it over, it felt off. What could it be? You didn't seem to hate me. So why say that?"
"Well..."
"Shh."
I hate serious talks. But Alicia won't let me escape.
"Just like you didn't really want to come to the aquarium with me, I didn't either. I had my own reasons from the start."
"..."
"You're always watching other girls. But you never want to get directly involved. Right?"
I nod reluctantly. No point lying to someone already convinced.
I just want out of here. Alicia steps closer. She takes off the hat she'd worn for tailing. Then, somewhat out of nowhere, she lightly grabs a fistful of my pink hair.
"Does this have something to do with it?"
"What?"
"It does. Definitely."
She says it casually, but I'm shocked. She knows?
At the same time, our rainy-day hotel chat flashes back. She said something like, Your hair's gotten so long... I brushed it off then.
No way.
"You always try to be alone. Even with plenty of chances to get close. Especially with Serina. Like when she spit out that snack. You're deliberately pushing away."
"..."
"You're a contradiction. Always eyeing other girls, but bolt like you've been burned the second someone gets close. Just like you did with me."
"What are you trying to say?"
It comes out sharp—hit too close to home. Alicia shrugs, releases my hair, and says, "You're scared. Of getting attention from other girls."
"Alicia, you..."
"Know why I'm saying all this?"
No idea. But she seems to. Her voice carries more than certainty.
"If I don't spell it out, you'll let it go in one ear and out the other, then run."
"......"
"Yeah, that face. Remember it. Recognize me, even like this. As someone who sees through you, who you can open up to."
"..."
"Eventually, you'll like being with me. Like me."
"That won't happen."
I say it firmly, but Alicia smirks like she expected it—arrogant as ever.
"I know what you're like. I've thought about you for a while. And just now, I confirmed it."
"..."
"The way you look at other girls, that gaze. Your flushing face. Stammering mouth. But stepping back when someone approaches."
"..."
"Don't even think of lying. You're..."
Alicia pauses there on purpose, savoring my reaction. That smug, curved eye pisses me off. Looking down like she knows everything.
I feel utterly exposed, naked. Rage bubbles up. Who knows how long she's been watching, but that know-it-all attitude is bullshit. If she's planning some blackmail, she thinks I'll roll over? Big mistake.
Times like this, face it head-on. So, full frontal assault. I decide to lay my cards bare first.
If someone's gonna rip me open, better me doing it.
"Lily. You like girls..."
"Yeah. I love watching girls rub their pussies together. So?"
"What?"
"Huh?"
"......What did you just say?"
"...?"
"......"
"Th-that's not it?"
"…………"
....Is it really not?
You're supposed to be smart. You saw right through me. The essence of a pussy-rubbing-obsessed, fantasy-fueled yuri pervert TS girl—you figured it all out, right...? No...?
Alicia's face is beet red now. Her gaping mouth just goes "Ah? Ah?" like a girl sexually harassed with crude words. Her blue pupils shake wildly, ears flushed like ripe tomatoes.
"Alicia...?"
"...Give me a sec. Need time to think."
"Uh, sure."
We just blink at each other like idiots. I sense things going off the rails.
Can't take back what I said, though.
"Lily. I thought you liked girls. Like, lesbian vibes. But worried it'd creep them out, so you drew lines. Yet you can't help staring at pretty ones..."
Alicia takes a deep breath, tries again—but she's rambling, unable to hide her confusion. What the hell is she on about?
"Especially liking Serina. But thinking it impossible, so pushing her away roughly. Even after, you care. Hate seeing her with other girls, so you followed us here... wasn't it?"
".........Oh. Yeah. That. That's it."
"……………………."
She doesn't buy it at all.
Well, fair. Even a mature, smart high schooler couldn't imagine someone at the bottomless pit of loving girls rubbing pussies together.
"I thought it was jealousy. With Dana and Serina too. Jealousy making me do all that to get your attention..."
"Ooh?"
"...Forget what you just heard. No, forget it."
Alicia's face is one I've never seen. Her doll-like blank expression shattered long ago—no trace of that haughty poise. Just staring at me like she's about to cry.
A face I wanna bully. Lost in thought, mischief bubbles up.
I stick right to Alicia. Lips brushing her ear. And whisper the magic word that made her this way.
"Pussy."
"Eek..."
"......"
No. This ain't right. Kinda ruins it. No matter what.
Where's the girl who groped me everywhere in the hotel, called me cute, asked if I'd ever masturbated, declared she'd torment me, bribed me with money, and rubbed my belly till I felt weird for the first time?
What? Jealousy? Hard to buy. Her blank face should've made it obvious.
"Pussy."
"L-Lily."
"Pussypussypussypussypussypussy..."
Don't lie. Alicia can't be this lame. Alicia? That Alicia? Blushing over pussy talk?
She stares at me, shocked. Wouldn't make that face even meeting her first love selling cheap at some sleazy spot.
Mm. Satisfied.
Misunderstanding born, impulsive slip—but the result? Perfect.
This is my punishment for her. She has some fantasy about me? If smashing it like this works, why not.
Dunno what she was jealous of exactly, but this is me.
"D-don't think you can shake me off with that."
"Pussy."
"Lily, ah, uh, wait—that's childish. Super childish. Idiot?"
"Pussy!"
Spamming pussy like mad, Alicia finally bolts. "We'll see," she says, "see you at school"—last words as she flees.
Feels like I did something you shouldn't to a girl...
Whatever. Lily doesn't know about that stuff.