Chapter 83
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 83
Chapter Title: 8.2 Akatsuki Teacher's Secret Lesson (Observer: Naiad Winzer) 1
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Today, my mood was particularly glum.
Well, when wasn't it glum? But today felt especially heavy.
The main culprit was Yuuki.
No, should I call her Yuu now?
Today, I ended up doing naughty things with Yuu after all.
The fact that I somehow held back from going all the way was a small mercy among misfortunes—but thinking that way made me despise myself the most.
Even if I'd given up every other part of her, as long as her virginity was intact, it was no different from claiming she was still a virgin.
Such nonsense was the exact logic my past self, who dreamed of being a Pure Love Fan, hated most.
Forced reassurance might just be a defense mechanism to protect my mental health. But no one knew better than me how utterly ridiculous it was.
The contradiction between my unwillingness to admit it and the reality I had to face left me endlessly depressed.
That was why my mood was so utterly glum.
"Haa. Damn it."
I've long since strayed from the Pure Love Fan path I once idealized.
The moment I fell for temptations left and right without discrimination, I was confirmed trash.
Even so, as someone who once dreamed of pure love, I'd set a line inside me that I absolutely must not cross: the 'apostle' of pure love.
First: rape pure love.
Second: incest pure love.
And third: TS pure love.
...And today, I finally completed all three achievements.
Where in the world is there a Pure Love Fan like this?
The unicorns who fought for pure love and died first would be weeping underground.
I led a shameful life.
Damn it.
"Haa..."
And it wasn't just Yuu messing with my head.
Today, for the first time in a while, someone confessed to my sister.
Well, confessions themselves are fine. I can talk them down and send them packing.
But what made these guys scum was using a 'fake confession' as a shield for a 'real one.'
They lay the groundwork with friends that it's a 'fake confession' as a safety net, then shoot their shot like buying a lottery ticket. The ultimate coward's confession method. If you're gonna do it, man up and confess properly, even if you get shot down. Cowards.
If it miraculously works, jackpot. If rejected, no harm done since 'it wasn't a serious confession anyway.'
Plus, the sister who receives it doesn't know it's fake, so she feels guilty for rejecting their 'feelings.' Afterward, she can't help but feel awkward every time she sees that student.
So this time, I caught the pranksters and made them pay painfully.
Everyone has dirty secrets if you dig into their minds. I've got their weaknesses and blackmailed them, so no loose ends.
It might've been a bit excessive, but it was necessary to set an example for others thinking the same.
Of course, there was some venting mixed in.
My sister's already thinking about marriage and stressing me out— what if she suddenly accepts one? Damn it.
Is there a way to frame them and kill them off? That'd wipe out the prank confessors for good.
Hmm.
Let me think...
As I pondered seriously, Yuu approached me.
"N-Naibusu. If you're free after class today, wanna..."
"Sorry. Got plans."
I cut her off before she finished.
"Ah... Okay..."
Yuu's shoulders slumped weakly at my response.
Sorry, but I really didn't want to see Yuu's face today. No, I couldn't bear to.
Every time I looked at her, it felt like confronting my sins. My chest ached, my head spun like motion sickness.
In that sense, today's after-school makeup lesson with Teacher Akatsuki was perfectly timed.
Lust is the root of all evil.
If I drain it completely until there's nothing left, even I won't do trashy things anymore.
I'll unload everything on Teacher Akatsuki this time. While I'm at it, shake off all the annoying worries and distractions.
Or so I thought—
"...Why is my sister here?"
This world really is trash.
Nothing ever went my way.
"...Why is my sister here?"
Naibusu asked his sister with a bewildered expression, and she replied calmly.
"I'm here to observe the makeup lesson. I'm your guardian, after all. Checking if my little brother is properly receiving the lesson is a guardian's natural duty and right, isn't it?"
"No..."
Naibusu was speechless, his lips flapping uselessly.
This wasn't a regular class, and observing didn't make sense. He couldn't wrap his head around why his sister needed to check.
But Naiad sat there as if it were the most obvious thing, elegantly crossing her legs and folding her arms like a strict PTA officer.
-Click, clack.
Akatsuki approached from the opposite side, her high heels clicking toward the dumbfounded Naibusu.
She grabbed his chin, turning his gaze to her.
"Does having your sister here bother you, Naibusu?"
"Of course it does."
Akatsuki smiled seductively at his blinking eyes.
"Don't mind her. Teacher Winzer won't interfere."
As Akatsuki said, Naiad was there under the condition that she wouldn't interrupt no matter what.
"Still..."
"Shh."
Akatsuki pressed her index finger to Naibusu's lips as he tried to speak.
How could he not mind?
With such an overwhelming presence right there.
"Focus on me right now. Worrying about another woman besides your partner before sex is bad manners."
Naibusu sensed Akatsuki's aura was markedly different from usual.
She always looked the part on the surface.
But today, she was even more fired up.
She couldn't show a pathetic side in front of her junior teacher, Naiad.
Especially not getting unilaterally toyed with by Naibusu like last time.
This makeup lesson was for Naibusu's 'ejaculation management.' If the teacher in charge just took it passively, it wouldn't work.
That would give Naiad grounds to switch handlers. Akatsuki absolutely had to avoid that.
She'd set up a safety net beforehand, telling Naiad: 'Everything done during ejaculation management is to heighten Naibusu's arousal.'
Even if Naibusu counterattacked and toyed with her midway, she could claim it was all planned to excite him.
As long as she could make him ejaculate somehow. Just make him ejaculate.
Akatsuki burned with determination to make Naibusu cum no matter what today.
"Naibusu, you were staring at my breasts during class, weren't you?"
"Oh."
Akatsuki guided Naibusu's hand to her chest.
Two endlessly soft mounds overflowed from his grasp.
"How do my breasts feel?"
"...So big... and soft."
The heavy sensation through her clothes.
Naibusu answered Akatsuki's question in a daze.
The Naibusu who'd been seriously bothered by his sister moments ago was gone.
Only a slack-faced Naibusu kneading ripe fruit like a fool remained.
"Hehe, don't get too absorbed."
Akatsuki smiled faintly, confident her plan was working.
Her plan was simple: direct Naibusu's attention to her breasts to protect her real weak point—her genitals.
Indeed, during swim class, Naibusu had kept glancing at Akatsuki's chest whenever he could.
A massive bosom that seemed ready to burst from her swimsuit with the slightest carelessness. Telling an energetic boy like him to look away was harsh. Any other guy in his place would've done the same.
"Now, to the sofa."
"Ooh..."
Akatsuki led the way to the long sofa. Naibusu followed unsteadily, entranced by her breasts like a butterfly to floral scent.
Meanwhile, Naiad, watching it all, touched her own chest with a complicated expression.
If it was breasts, she wouldn't lose. Her size was similar to Akatsuki's, maybe even bigger. The feel was probably comparable too, right?
Then he could've just groped sister's breasts instead of Teacher Akatsuki's.
If he wanted to touch them that badly, he could've asked his sister.
Naiad felt a pang of jealousy watching Naibusu fixate on Akatsuki's breasts.
"Is this really that great?"
Naibusu immediately groped Akatsuki's breasts again upon sitting on the sofa, and she smiled softly at him.
"You can touch, but I don't like wrinkles on my clothes. Could you undress Teacher for you, Naibusu?"
Nod, nod.
Naibusu nodded vigorously, soul sold to her breasts.
"Shall I undress you too, Naibusu?"
As Naibusu unbuttoned Akatsuki's blouse, her hands began removing his uniform top.
Naibusu's masculine build in his swimsuit still lingered in Akatsuki's mind. She didn't know what that feeling was, but she wanted to see it again—and this time, not just look, but touch. Ever since seeing his body at the pool, Akatsuki had awaited this moment.
Finally stripping off his top, Akatsuki sighed in admiration at his physique.
"Haa... So handsome..."
She felt beauty in a man's body.
Just as men get captivated by women's bodies, women can be too. This was Akatsuki's first time.
Naibusu's flesh seemed sculpted to the extreme, trimming all excess for peak performance. Large scars that looked painful just to see adorned it like medals.
"So impressive..."
Her slender fingers brushed his chest. Akatsuki caressed each scar with her fingertips, counting them.
Just as Naibusu had lost himself kneading her breasts, Teacher Akatsuki now lost herself stroking his body.
"Ugh...!"
And watching it all, his sister Naiad trembled with rage.