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I've never done that! After giving Park Ayoung a thorough, scorching morning greeting in every way imaginable, my next destination was none other than the Student Council President's Office.
Knock knock— "Setsuna? Is that you, Setsuna?"
"Regrettably, it's me, President."
"Eek…?!"
Clatter crash—sounds of things falling from beyond the door. As expected, the memories of yesterday's sticky uterine massage with my dick must have resurfaced. Even earlier, when I'd come to get permission to appoint Baek Geum-hwa as vice head of the Guidance Committee and submit the related paperwork, she'd been flustered. And even after some time had passed, she clearly hadn't calmed down.
"I'm coming in."
"Kuh…?!"
As I opened the door and stepped inside with leisure, Brynhildr—frantically tidying her messy desk—glared at me with naked hostility as I entered the president's office so casually.
"You looked flushed even when I saw you earlier. Still red in the face?"
"You bastard…"
Her cheeks remained rosy even after all this time. Whether it was my imagination or not, she was breathing out hot puffs of air in a strangely feverish way. At the sight of Brynhildr like this, I flashed not the lecherous Breeding Uncle grin I usually showed Setsuna, Baek Geum-hwa, Park Ayoung, and the others, but the innocent young man's smile reserved only for her.
"You've still got a long wait until massage time."
"Wh-who said I was waiting for that! And while we're on the topic, you little shit—even if I made a mistake yesterday, how dare you violate me like that and dump your seed inside…!!"
"You're the one who put it in, President. After mercilessly(?) raping me out of consideration for you, are you trying to cover it up with those words?"
"You set it up so I had no choice, with your vile tricks—"
"Vile tricks, huh…"
Confirming that Brynhildr's blue eyes were fixed on me alone, like a spotlight on stage, I slowly advanced toward her, one deliberate step at a time.
Brynhildr, tense as if expecting some weird stunt from me, glanced at her sword and shield propped in the corner of her desk—ready to knock me flat if needed. But…
"The vile tricks you're talking about, President…"
"D-don't come closer! Stay back… Hm?"
I kept my pace steady, brushing past her side nonchalantly before throwing open the window behind her. Thinking she'd misread my intentions, Brynhildr let out a small sigh of relief, her tensed shoulders relaxing slightly. So carelessly, indeed.
Squelch—♡
"Guhhooooh! Y-you little shiiiit…?!"
"Is this what you mean? This breast massage you suffered from me?"
I reached straight for Brynhildr's massive tits, and the world's lewdest jugs—far from resisting—swallowed my hand greedily, like you've fallen right into my trap. She must have been wearing a bra, but her enormous breasts overflowed it so much that the excess flesh devoured my hand whole.
"Rubbing these huge tits of yours raw, naked as the day you were born—is that the vile trick you're talking about?"
"R-release them this instant!"
"Or maybe… Ow, why won't it come out…?!"
"Huuuuh?!"
How massive were they to pull this off? No time to pose—I struggled awkwardly, grunting as I yanked my hand free from Brynhildr's tits. She clutched her chest (pointlessly, since it barely covered anything) and panted softly. Then I slipped my hand under her skirt.
"Stop, cease this at once. What do you think you're dooooing…♡"
"Heh heh heh…"
Naturally, I slid into her panties too, parting her silver-white bush to tease the clit hiding within. As Brynhildr moaned, I whispered to her.
"Or like this, massaging your pussy wildly—is that what you mean?"
"Y-you… don't put it in. Even as you talk, why are you slyly slipping your fingers into my pussy, hngoooh…♡"
Squelch—♡
As expected from the officially lewdest in the world. Her pussy was already drenched, as if unable to forget yesterday's taste of my dick, welcoming my fingers softly and caressing them like an old friend from last night.
"Y-you're going to… defile me… again…!"
"You're twisting your words again. It's because you got so horny from my massage—couldn't hold back, reverse-raped me by shoving my dick in yourself—and now you're complaining?"
"Kuh…?!"
She had no comeback. Sure, I'd given her the lewd massage to arouse her, but everything else was her own impatient doing.
Squelch squelch squelch—♡
"I didn't do direct pussy acupressure like this back then, as far as I recall. Aren't you way lewder than I thought, President?"
"Sh-shut your mouth…! How dare you mock me. Remove that hand nowwww… Nngh, don't thrust deeper, I said…♡"
Of course, my Lewd Hands were at play here too, but Brynhildr—never imagining my hands had such power—could only click her tongue, unable to retort.
"Plus, it's time-limited, but what can you do if I demand your body like this? Until you confess your sins to Setsuna, you're stuck as my sex slave, my Female Pig. What can you do?"
"Enough, stop… You don't mean you're going to violate me right here, do yooooh…?!"
"Huh? Were you expecting that?"
"Eh…?"
I pulled my hand out. Her fingers, which had been ravaging her pussy toward climax, slipped free abruptly. Brynhildr—now hooked on my touch, subtly trembling her hips in anticipation—stared at me with a bewildered, husky voice.
"Of course not! We agreed, you and I. You're my sex slave only during massage time."
"We did… No, wait! You knew that and still did this to me?!"
"Honestly, you need to be a little horny for it. I couldn't resist teasing a bit, and since you kept blaming only me… my hand just…"
"Y-you little… So you were mocking me! I'll kill you right—!"
BOOM—!!
A massive roar from outside the window. Brynhildr, about to snap at my chuckling self, shot up and asked me urgently.
"What was that just now? Did you hear it too?"
"Yeah. That's actually why I came here."
"…What?"
"What did you think—why I came earlier than usual? 'Is he sneaking in while Setsuna's away to strip me naked and defile me?' Some lewd fantasy like that?"
"N-no such thing! D-don't spout nonsense! Who would imagine… Who would picture themselves stripped bare in this historic Student Council President's Office, oinking like a pig?!"
"…"
I hadn't even said that much. True to her status as the world's unmatched lewd perfect sow, Brynhildr was already corrupting herself bit by bit, previewing the depravity before I even advanced.
"Ahem! More importantly, what was that commotion? Sounds like the school gate. That's your jurisdiction, isn't it? You Guidance Committee head, shirking your duties—"
"Well… For minor stuff, I'd leave it to my new recruit, Vice Head Baek Geum-hwa, but…"
"…Don't tell me that Baek Geum-hwa vice head is causing the ruckus?"
"Yeah, she's clashing swords with Vice President Setsuna right at the gate. I'm too powerless to stop them myself…"
"Fighting Vice President Setsuna?!"
Brynhildr blinked repeatedly, as if doubting her ears, then gaped in shock.
"What the hell happened?!"
"Setsuna slightly misunderstood and insulted me and Vice Head Baek Geum-hwa, so she couldn't hold back and…"
"I'm going there now!"
Brynhildr bolted from the office. I followed, carrying her sword and shield. By the time we dashed to the school gate—
"Haa… haa… Street mutt like you—true to the saying, once a dog bites a human, it never quits…! Today I'll skin you alive!"
"Huu… This fucking bitch comes at a total stranger spewing crap about being buddies with that bastard, one body… Let's see if your mouth still runs after I split it in two!"
Setsuna sheathed her drawn katana, readying an iaido strike, while Baek Geum-hwa leaped high above her, swinging her Lewd Greatsword down like a club.
A do-or-die moment. But just before they collided, Brynhildr—now a streak of silver light—snatched the sword and shield I'd brought and leaped between them.
So fast I didn't notice until she'd taken her gear. "What the—?!"
"P-President?! No, don't—"
KABOOM—!!
CLANG—!!
Setsuna and Baek Geum-hwa widened their eyes in shock at the silver flash wedging between them and Brynhildr calmly thrusting out her sword and shield. But Brynhildr herself pressed the sword's pommel to Setsuna's nose to block her iaido, blocked the descending greatsword with her shield, and bellowed with dignified authority that made it impossible to believe she'd just begged for a sneaky pussy orgasm while I tormented her slit.
"That's enough, both of you! What is this disgraceful spectacle?!"
The silver Valkyrie's overwhelming presence crushed the two beasts' ferocity. Setsuna and Baek Geum-hwa, still glaring daggers, clicked their tongues awkwardly.