Chapter 36
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: 4.8 Judo, 4.8-2. Nanami-Reika Tag Team Formation!
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“N-Nai, Nai……”
“Kuu, fuu……”
-Shake, shake shake.
It was the dead of night—or so I thought—when everyone should have been asleep.
Someone was shaking me awake.
“N-Naibusu, wake up……”
“……Mmph?”
I struggled to lift my heavy eyelids, and there before me was a girl who looked as fragile as a hamster.
It was Satomi from the art club.
“N-Naibusu, sorry for waking you, b-but get up.”
“What is it, Satomi? What's going on?”
I'd thought it was the middle of the night when everyone was asleep.
But a glance at the clock showed it was break time after fifth period.
I must have been out cold since coming back from the student council room after lunch.
“Oh, I need to change clothes……”
“Clothes?”
Come to think of it, sixth period was PE—judo, specifically.
Satomi must have woken me up so I could hurry and change into my judogi.
“Yawn~ Thanks for waking me, Sato……mi?”
I stretched and sat up, propping myself on my elbows.
And what met my eyes was a landscape overflowing with bare skin.
Punctuated here and there by colorful underwear blooming like flowers.
For some reason, all the girls in the class were in the middle of changing right there in the classroom.
Satomi alone was blushing furiously, still fully dressed in her uniform.
But the others—whether by chance or design—were all down to their underwear.
“……You girls are bullying me right now, aren't you?”
A chill ran down my spine, brushing against my chest.
Maybe they'd set this trap to brand me a sex criminal.
Yuuki wasn't among them, but there were girls like Nanami and Reika, who I'd gotten pretty close to lately.
No way……you girls too?
As I looked at them with eyes full of the sorrow of betrayal by friends I'd trusted, Nanami scoffed.
“What, don't be a buzzkill. Stop staring and get out already!”
“Yeah! You perv! What are you gawking at?!”
Reika chimed in after Nanami.
They were the two loudest voices in class these days.
This is so unfair.
If a guy has girls in nothing but bras and panties right in front of him, isn't it natural to look?
If you don't want to be seen, don't strip in front of a guy.
“No……”
But right now, I was in no position to stand up.
Because I was already standing……down there.
So, to buy time, I tried talking.
“……Why change in the classroom when there's a changing room?”
There was a changing room.
Even without one, the girls' bathroom or anywhere without guys would make sense, right?
Sure, I'm the only guy in class, and yeah, I'm a gentleman who values pure love, but changing clothes with a guy right there?
What the hell happened to women's sense of chastity these days?
I could have given a 30-minute lecture right there on male-female chastity and pure love, but the girls weren't having it.
“Kyaa! What are you staring at?!”
“Get out! Get out!”
“Eek! Eek!”
Pencil cases and indoor shoes came flying at me.
I caught the projectiles mid-air and stacked them on my desk while scanning the surrounding minds.
『Why is he staring so casually?』
『In a situation like this, shouldn't he panic and run?』
『I shouldn't have listened to Nanami!』
『Reika, this is your fault, so take responsibility and kick him out!』
『Now I'll never get married!』
Hmm. No useful info.
Nanami and Reika's thoughts were especially something.
『I've already crossed that line with Naibusu, so being in my underwear doesn't embarrass me!』
『He's staring at my body the most. I knew my figure wouldn't lose out!』
What the hell are they up to?
Women's minds are impossible to fathom.
“Maybe I should just pounce.”
They don't know how scary guys can be, spouting nonsense like that.
“Kyaa~!”
“Naibusu the perv!”
“Rapist!”
“Beast!”
I'd muttered it under my breath, but I got hit with ridiculous insults.
My morning wood had gone down after getting up anyway, so time to bail.
I dodged the flying objects and sauntered out of the classroom.
“Oh. Yuuki.”
Outside the door, Yuuki was already in her judogi, waiting.
“What. You could've woken me.”
“Nanami said not to.”
“Nanami did?”
Let me piece together Yuuki's awkward explanation.
The inciting incident: Despite me sleeping, Nanami declares she'll just change in the classroom.
Then the development: Reika, not wanting to lose the bravado contest, joins in.
After that the crisis: Other girls, too lazy to go to the changing room, followed suit.
Finally the climax: They waited half-naked to see my reaction when I wake up.
Resolution: This mess.
“……If you hadn't woken me, nothing would've happened.”
Why'd Satomi wake me right in the middle of it?
Not before or after and not even during their undressing.
Satomi's pretending otherwise but secretly enjoying the chaos?
Made me look like the weirdo.
Though I got a hell of a show.
“Maybe they felt awkward changing with you there.”
“Then just use the changing room.”
“True. Maybe they didn't want to stand out alone?”
“Maybe. Hey, you've already changed, Yuuki.”
“Yeah, faster than the other girls.”
“Girls take forever, huh.”
Hmm.
For some reason……
I'm curious about what's inside Yuuki's judogi.
Not peeping—I'm just curious.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
Did she put on proper woman's underwear?
Won't it be uncomfortable moving as a girl?
Judo might loosen the clothes—accidental exposure? Being teased by others?
……
Damn it!
-Thud!
I slammed my head into the wall.
“N-Naibusu?”
Go back in, original Naibusu! Begone, filthy desires!
“Wh-what? Why smash your head into the wall……”
“Hoo……it's nothing. There was a bug.”
“You caught it with your forehead?!"
A butt-obsessed bug, that is.
Damn it. That original Naibusu bastard.
Your friend turns into a girl, you're confused as hell, and you get interested? Just because the body's female, you wanna see?
Go die!
Curiosity or whatever—no way to spin it without it being lust.
Haa.
What to do with this trash?
Can't centrifuge him out.
“……Let's go.”
No point overthinking.
Hold out with willpower till a solution hits.
I dragged the still-confused Yuuki to the dojo.
“Naibusu Winzer. Why aren't you in your judogi?”
In the dojo waited the teacher I'd bumped into at the gate this morning, dressed in her own judogi.
No frumpy spinster with plain horn-rims.
A beauty from the PE department, her dyed red hair tied in a sporty bun.
Normally, female PE was handled by Student Director Akatsuki Hiyori, male by Tanaka—the guy I killed.
But Tanaka croaked on day one, so another grade's teacher covered the second-year boys' PE.
Since I'm the only guy in our class, we joined the girls' class.
No matter how you slice it, not a normal admin. Too absurd for "makeshift arrangements." Pure trash-game logic.
I accepted it as such.
“Teacher, I'm the only guy.”
“And?”
“So I'll skip……just observe. Not feeling great lately. Kinda having a flu?”
A perfect excuse for slacking.
Judo's a two-person sport.
Academy judo emphasizes practical(?) techniques—no partner, no play.
But there's only one guy: me.
A sturdy guy like me can't pair with a girl.
So, I feel like I should just spectate only.
Perfect syllogism!
“Teacher! I'll pair with Naibusu!”
Yuuki! Shut up! Don't volunteer!
I'm skipping!
Akatsuki shook her head.
“No. Can't have a delicate girl facing a boy.”
Exactly, teacher! We can communicate!
“Naibusu Winzer will pair with me.”
“Huh.”
But her follow-up wasn't what I wanted.
“With you? Me? Judo?”
“Problem?”
“Men and women are different! How can we train martial arts together?!”
“……Change and be back in three minutes.”
Tch.
My gender-segregation pitch fell flat.
Push more, and I'd get push-ups. So I changed obediently.
“I've changed and back.”
By then, the girls were already paired and practicing.
“As I said, Naibusu pairs with me.”
Everyone with friends, me alone—so teacher pairs with me.
Ugh. Childhood trauma flashbacks……!
“Hah!”
“Oh.”
-Thwack!
Suddenly, I was on the mat.
Akatsuki's lightning-fast seoi-nage, no warning.
Even at low level, this power.
Akatsuki-sensei indeed.
Tanaka didn't use drugs for nothing.
I was genuinely impressed.
“When facing an opponent, assume an attack anytime. In real combat, lapse means death.”
“Ah. Yes.”
Don't wanna hear it from a teacher poisoned by carelessness.
“Now, Naibusu attack.”
“Yes. Hup.”
Just fake it lightly.
I grabbed her collar casually.
“Oh.”
-Thwack.
Countered with kubi-nage.
Me on the mat again.
“Teacher, you said attack.”
“In real combat, foes don't sit still.”
That real combat again.
You grabbing monster collars?
“And.”
“Uh.”
Akatsuki flowed into a hold.
Triangle with legs choking the neck.
Triangle choke.
“Always expect pursuit attacks.”
“T-Teacher?”
Neck squeeze wasn't the issue.
The position from leg-choking was mortifying.
Calves around nape.
Technique solid, but her butt smothered my face.
Nose-deep in Akatsuki-sensei's ass.
『Ah! This position……?!』
“Ugh……h-how's that? Can you escape?”
“Hng, ah, no, this is kinda……”?
『Naibusu's face……on my butt……?!』
Dangerous.
Chokes demand close contact.
Goal: cut blood, pass out. Natural.
But different genders problem.
This looked like harassment.
Me harassing her? Her me? Either way, risky.
『Didn't mean for this……ugh……!』
Can't stay.
I tapped her butt to signal tap out.
“……Teacher? I tapped. Let go?”
“Escaping……is part of class.”
『Can't miss this chance!』
World's cruel.
Makes sense, but normal student would've passed out.
……Anyway, no good.
Others might misunderstand.
I tensed to escape the choke.
“Nng……!”
“Uht, hah……!”
『Shouldn't……feels weird……!』
But her lock was ironclad; my strength faltered oddly.
The more I struggled, the deeper I go into her swamp.
“Uht, hurry, escape……ah……”
My face ground against her ass, nose poking forbidden zones.
Stale judogi sweat mixed with a sweet feminine scent.
Thighs: firm and soft on my neck and cheeks.
Her plush yet jiggly ass smothering my face.
No good. My lower dragon is stirring.
“Akatsuki-sensei? I yield! Release!”
I tapped her butt again.
But her ass stayed planted.
『Ah, not yet……just a bit more, please……!』
“Ah, j-just a bit more. Hah. Try harder, you can escape. Hnng!”
……Teacher?
Why the weird noises?
“……Raaah!”
『Ah, no! It'll break……!』
I judged its too risky; with my full power I pried her legs free.
No matter her strength, my full effort breaks it.
Escaped, finally I stood.
My face is probably imprinted with an ass-mark.
『Kuh……! So close……!』
Akatsuki seemed regretful—none of my business.
I had urgent matters.
“Teacher! I need to get a bathroom break!”
I had an obvious tent—if seen, sex offender stamp on my ass.
I bolted without looking back.
Several girls' gazes pierced my back.
4.8-2. Nanami-Reika Tag Team Formation!
“Teacher! Bathroom for me too!”
Sensing something from my panicked escape, Nanami shot up her hand.
“Teacher! Me too!”
Reika, Nanami's partner, followed suit.
“Ahem. Ten-minute break then. Teacher has……business too. Those who want to practice, do so with your partners!”
Akatsuki Hiyori hurried off.
The rest got an impromptu group break.
“Phew. Close call.”
Evac'd to the men's room, sat on a stall toilet, I finally exhaled.
It was all fine till the pin-down.
Then Akatsuki got weird.
Definitely a drug aftereffects.
Monster aphrodisiac—using them on human, odd if there's no issues from it.
What to do……
Outbursts mid-class?
Plus leaving alone, a big accident might be incoming.
I sat pondering as my erection subsided, head in hands.
Then a voice called.
“Naibusu?”
“Huh?”
A voice impossible in the men's room.
“Nanami?”
“Ah. Knew you'd be here.”
Her footsteps neared me.
What? Why enter? This is the men's room right? Is the women's full? During class?
Chaos fills my head. This is not some plot where she pours water and marks me a bully target right?
-Knock knock.
My shoulders jumped.
“Open up, Naibusu. It's me.”
“Wha?!”
I knew it's Nanami, but open? The men's room?!
“I know, Naibusu. You're hard, right?”
“Whaaa?!”
Suddenly?!
True, I'm rock-hard, but no reason to report to a random girl!
“Jeez. Quit 'whaaa'-ing and open. What if someone comes?”
“No, Nanami, what are you doing? Why?”
“Why? To……”
『Idiot Naibusu! Gotta spell it out?!』
Obviously! I won't open without words.
-Rattle rattle.
No way.
“Nanami! What?!”
Forcing entry?!
Panicked, I gripped the handle.
“Naibusu. If you won't open, I'll climb over?”
“What?!”
Nanami hopped, dangled from the partition.
Peeked her head over.
“Hehe.”
We had eye contact; she grinned shyly.
Astounded, I froze—no response.
“Up we go.”
Monkey-agile, she vaulted over.
Don't vault like it's natural!
This was the men's room stall!
She landed, dusted her judogi and approached the dazed me sitting on the toilet.
“Naibusu. Told you to say if its urgent. Though doing it mid-class, might be awkward.”
“Wh-what-what? Nanami? Why here?”
“Why? Repaying that favor you did.”
She stuck out her tongue shyly.
Then undid my judo belt at my waist.
“Wait, there's no need.”
“It's fine. I know it's embarrassing, but not with me.”
“No, not just embarrassment—yeah, embarrassing too but.”
While I fumbled excuses, Nanami deftly untied belt, draped around my neck.
“Nanami, I didn't mean to……”
“Shh. Leave it to me, no thinking.”
『Still pretending? Such a shy boy.』
“Class is still on right now, so endure with this. Got it?”
『It's embarrassing for me too……but I gotta take the initiative!』
Nanami yanked down my judogi pants.
My dick that was fully prepped—I thought my escape to the toilet had deflated it.
“Owa.”
Nanami faced my raging erection.
But having seen it once, she was not shocked.
Instead, she felt a mysterious responsibility.
『Gotta soothe Naibusu's lust……!』
Her soft hand enveloped it.
And.
“Uht……!”
An unexpected move; I voiced a grunt involuntarily.
Nanami stuck out her red tongue and licked my glans.
“……How is it? Better than my hand?”
She grinned and asked.
“Uh, yeah. It feels good.”
I gave a dazed nod.
Definitely. Way better.
『Yes! Big sis's advice works again!』
Lick lick.
She cleaned my not-so-clean dick devotedly.
“Ugh……ah……”
I worried for her health, but I couldn't stop her.
Too good to think otherwise.
『Hehe. Naibusu looks pleasured. Am I doing it right?』
Right. It was Perfect.
I melted in full-body bliss from my dick getting blown, I moaned.
“Ah.”
Lost in pleasure, I missed the sounds approaching.
Critical error.
“Ah! Found you! A lewd act mid-class discovered!”
“Uht.”
Startled, I looked up.
A familiar face peeked over the partition, like Nanami.
The girl who bullied Yuuki, the one who got scolded by me and pissed her panties.
Reika.
“R-Reika?”
“Slurp, what, Reika. Scram.”
Nanami pulled off from my dick and grumbled.
Reika didn't back down though.
“C-Can't! Lewd acts in the academy! Can't ignore these bad deeds!”
“Pfft. Who's the one who bullied Kurosaki?”
“Uht……that's that! This is this!”
Reika grunted, vaulted in.
She had a point.
Bullying vs. on-campus indecency—latter has a harsher penalty.
Especially mid-class. Caught skipping for this? I'll get a suspension, minimum.
Was Reika holding a grudge from then?
If she rats us out, me and Nanami would be punished……
……Use pres's power?
“Tch. So, what now?”
Nanami spat aggressively, like an angry cat.
Reika yelled back.
“I……I'll join too!”
Pointng at my junior between my legs.
“Oh my.”
Startled, her hands hid my dick.
“What?”
Nanami eyes wide at Reika's absurdity.
I alternated stares, crotch covered stupidly.
“S-Saw the scene, can't overlook it. But can't snitch on my classmate, so I'll be an accomplice!”
What mangled logic.
Reika wasn't holding a grudge?
“Nanami acts bold but has zero guy experience, right?”
“Ugh……y-yeah but……”
“So I'll demo! I've done lots!”
“……Really?”
Lie.
『Haven't either, but I've prepped from reading books……definitely better than Nanami!』
What is she on about.
Books ≠ reality.
“……Fine. Show your demo, Reika.”
“Heh. Watch close.”
Reika knelt cockily, faced dick solo.
……Why no one's asking my opinion……?
How'd it become sharing me naturally?
『Th-this is Naibusu's……real deal……!』
Reika opened mouth for dick……
“Ow!”
……but her tiny pretty mouth couldn't fit.
My glans scraped by her front teeth; yelped dramatically.
Not that painful for me, but normal guy would've freaked.
“Reika! What was that!”
“J-just slip. Bigger than thought……”
Nanami mad; Reika flustered.
“Move!”
Nanami shoved.
“One more, one more chance……!”
Reika pleaded desperately.
The chaos was too much to process, but the bite snapped me sober.
Composed, I asked Reika.
“Reika. Why? Isn't it weird for casual classmates.”
Nanami had context; Reika felt alien.
“Casual classmates……?”
Reika shocked instead.
Mouth agape, eyes tearing.
Sheesh. Anyone'd think I hit-and-ran.
“Naibusu! What'd you do to Reika?!”
……Nanami actually thought that.
“No, nothing much……”
“Nothing……?”
Reika more shocked gaze.
No, really nothing? This dick-out scene weirder? We're not like that!
“……Anyway, no time now. Talk later.”
Nanami tried wrapping.
“Nothing to talk……”
Tried protesting injustice, shut by her glare.
“We've been gone too long, it would be suspicious. Let's finish quick and head back.”
“You're finishing it……”
Her resolve in chaos is admirable.
Admirable? Means till I cum?
Of course I love it. No complaints.
But……is this okay? Should I flow with it?
Yield to lust, follow trash-rape-game script?
“So Reika?”
“M-me too……wanna do it.”
What? Why decide my dick shifts?
“Good. Assist me. Not biting—lick both sides. Can do?”
“O-okay. I will.”
What in the world.
What are these two doing?
“Naibusu! It's an emergency now, don't expect this anytime!”
No one does.
Wait, this situation's normal? How?
Why pants-down in the men's room, with two girls doing this……
“Ugh!”
Thoughts halted.
Nanami, Reika licked both sides.
“Slurp, slurrp, slurrp.”
“Chht, churu, slurp.”
My dick quivered at their tongues.
Rough-soft, slick and warm.
Soul-melting pleasure; I spaced out.
“Aah……uht……!”
They competed, observing each other for best licks.
I gaped idiotically, moaning in bliss.
『Jeez. Naibusu's trouble. Lil kindness, and Reika-like girls go serious. Guys need to be more cautious.』
……Nanami, you saying that?
『Naibusu's mean. Toying with me? But……I like that too……』
Reika……never mind.
“Ughht……”
Not important now.
Two cuties double-fellating.
In a man's life: regretting anything in this moment? None.
Dutiful Nanami soon became tired and grumbled.
“Naibusu. How long? Cum already.”
“No……”
Not on command.
Already close, but I'm savoring the max endurance until climax.
“Naibusu, wanna touch tits? Here.”
“Ooh……”
Reika guided my hand to her chest.
Soft through her clothes.
No man refuses a woman's offered tits.
“Reika! No cutting!”
“Ooh……”
My other hand to Nanami's chest.
“Hmph. Naibusu, mine's bigger than Nanami's?”
“S-seems so……”
“Bigger is not always better. Right, Naibusu?”
“S-seems so……”
Good or bad blood?
They bicker verbally, but their minds lacked malice.
Kids grow when their fighting—is this the same?
“So when you cumming? Reika, lick harder.”
“Slurrp, you too Nanami! Lick not talk!”
After bickering, they resumed their vigorous licking.
“Oh……oh……”
I absorbed the pleasure dumbly.
Hands kneaded both chests.
Did I deserve this luxury?
What punishment after such a reward?
“Ah……gonna cum……”
“Slurp. Reika, tissue.”
“Mmph, yeah.”
They prepped tissues.
They'll fight anytime, but sync up here.
“Uht……cumming……!”
Intense surge from the root.
Semen erupted like a volcano……blocked by their tissues.
“Uht……uht!”
I made pathetic noises while cumming my brains out.
Their tissue blocked and rubbed the tip, while stroking my shaft.
“Naibusu, does it feel good?”
“Quick quick cum.”
Their joint grip milked my semen up.
“Ah……aaah……!”
My dick twitched, spurting semen per squeeze.
“Is it all out now? Was it good?”
“Y-yeah……think so……”
My erect dick wilted post-nut.
“It became cute now.”
“Yeah.”
They appraised my limp dick, they stood up.
“Naibusu, we'll go first.”
“Together would be suspicious—you wait here for a bit.”
Hand-in-hand like a girls' room trip, Nanami-Reika exited the men's room buddy-buddy style.
“What……the hell……”
Post-storm, I sat dazed on the toilet long after.