Crisis in School Life?
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom.
In the kendo dojo of the school on this early morning before the other students had arrived, a woman was swinging her wooden sword.
"Hoo... That wraps up my morning workout."
She tied her long black hair back neatly, wiping the sweat from her forehead. This diligent woman started her day with exercise every morning. She was Seonhui Choi, captain of the kendo club and head of the school's discipline committee. Arriving earlier than everyone else to practice kendo, she was a nationally renowned player who had won multiple tournaments.
"Time to shower and get to patrol duty."
Practicing kendo every morning to sharpen her mind and start the day refreshed had become her daily routine. After rinsing off her sweat in the shower room, she changed into her uniform and headed to the school gate.
"Good morning!"
"Yeah, good morning to you too."
As she patrolled the gate to ensure incoming students weren't breaking any rules, plenty of people greeted her—she was quite famous at school. Everyone's looking properly student-like... except for a few.
True to their vocational high school status, most students arrived neatly dressed. But a few came in free-spirited outfits that couldn't help but furrow her brow. With classes focused on experiencing various professions, some students dressed accordingly. However, that was separate from those who just wore whatever they wanted, disrupting school morals.
"You there! I told you to button up properly!"
"Yeees~ Yeees~ Yeees~"
A group of girls in what people commonly called gal fashion ignored her warnings day after day. I'll have to give them demerits later. Walking around with nearly all their buttons undone, exposing their underwear, was nothing but a moral hazard. Demerits could lead to expulsion, but since they could be offset with other activities, troublemakers like this popped up occasionally.
With the rest of the students arriving properly dressed, she was starting to relax when another person of interest showed up.
Seojin Kim...
He'd been an utterly ordinary student she wouldn't have spared a thought for, but since this semester, something had changed about how he came to school. Outwardly, nothing seemed different, but her instincts told her he wasn't the same anymore.
Skipping classes frequently lately, and often vanishing midway with Ayoung Kim...
Skipping occasionally could be chalked up to personal reasons, but ditching with a girl was a whole other story. Students sneaking out during class for sex happened now and then, and it was a major issue. Despite that, it kept occurring, and right now, Seojin and Ayoung were prime suspects.
She couldn't call him out yet because there was no solid evidence. He skipped a lot, but her personality wouldn't let her skip to catch him in the act.
"Good morning, Seonhui."
"Good morning, Ayoung."
She and Ayoung exchanged bright smiles and greetings. Ayoung wouldn't do that willingly... That guy must have done something to her, no doubt.
Convinced Ayoung wouldn't skip class for lewd acts with a boy on her own, Seonhui was sure Seojin had some leverage over her. Lacking decisive proof but convinced by the circumstances, she kept a sharp eye on him for evidence.
But she saw nothing unusual as she went about her day. At lunchtime, she sat with her childhood friend—the guy—to eat their bentos.
"So that guy is definitely up to something shady, but there's no proof."
"It might just be a misunderstanding, so don't jump to conclusions."
"Fine..."
They'd known each other for 15 years, their houses right next door, so they'd naturally grown close.
"Anyway, the tournament's coming up soon. You ready?"
"Of course. I'm aiming to win again."
The kendo tournament was right around the corner, and she was fired up to compete and take first place.
"I'll cheer you on, so do your best!"
"Y-yeah, thanks."
As her oblivious childhood friend smiled and cheered her on, Seonhui blushed slightly and replied, inwardly sighing as she looked at him. Haa... It's been five years already, and he's still so clueless!
She'd been crushing on him for five years but couldn't confess, stuck in the friend zone. She knew rejection might ruin even their current relationship. Terrified of losing him, she'd stayed friends, but her growing feelings were weighing on her.
Yeah... After I win this time, I'll tell him first...
She figured he had some feelings for her too, but mutual fear kept confessions at bay.
"I-If I win the tournament this time, there's something I want to say... Will you listen?"
"If you win? ...Hmm..."
He blushed faintly, lost in thought at her words.
"Yeah... I have something I want to say too. Would you hear me out?"
"O-of course."
Sensing their feelings aligned, they pretended not to notice for now, enjoying lunch while anticipating the tournament's end—and taking that next step.
......................
"Hm... So the discipline committee head or whatever is keeping tabs on me?"
"Yes, Master♥ Slurp♥ Suck♥ Nom♥"
While Seonhui shared that charged lunch with her childhood friend, I was eating with Ayoung. The difference? She was sucking my dick under the table, feasting on thick male semen for lunch, while I enjoyed the bento she'd packed.
"That girl from this morning?"
"Yes♥ Nom♥ Suck♥"
I recalled the woman with the armband on her left arm, sternly inspecting students at the gate.
Right, the discipline head... We haven't crossed paths much till now...
Racking my brains through my memories of her, there'd been no real connection. She probably started suspecting me after I claimed our homeroom teacher and the nurse. No hard evidence yet—just suspicions about me and Ayoung ditching class together.
"Our school's discipline committee has real power♥ Slurp♥ Suck♥ You should be careful, Master♥"
"Oh yeah?"
Even if a school had a discipline committee, they were usually just teacher lapdogs. But this was the AV world. And in a school for adults, their authority was far greater than in regular ones. If they caught a serious rule violation, the head could demand expulsion—and make it stick.
"Expulsion would suck, so I need to get ahead of this."
"But... Seonhui might be tough, right?"
Ayoung knew I'd turned our homeroom teacher and nurse into my bitches, but she worried the discipline head would be harder. With her strict rule-following, unyielding resolve, and strong will, Ayoung figured corrupting her wouldn't be easy.
Smack!
"Hya♥"
"Don't talk back. Just suck my dick."
"Eek♥ Y-yes, Master♥ Slurp♥ Suck♥"
I lightly slapped her worried cheek and ordered her. She shuddered—not from fear, but excitement at how I treated a girl like her as a disposable fucktoy on a whim.
Yeah, even my Golden Sun Sense pegs her as high difficulty.
Just feeling her out with the Golden Sun Sense, conquering her like the other bitches seemed like a real challenge—no guarantees. Still, leaving her unchecked could mean headaches later. I planned to keep claiming all the AV sluts at school and making them mine; she'd be the biggest obstacle.
But I'll figure something out.
Worst case, I'd use the homeroom teacher to dig up dirt on her. For now, I finished lunch while enjoying Ayoung's service.
.................
After lunch, I sent Ayoung back to class first and pondered how to handle the discipline head. Drawing a blank, I headed down from the rooftop toward the classroom, turning a corner—when I spotted her and a guy emerging from an empty classroom.
Huh? This feels familiar somehow...
A guy and girl coming out of an empty room alone... And...
Mwah.
"H-here, this is for you."
"O-oh, o-okay."
Seonhui planted a light kiss on the guy's cheek, her face flushing red.
"Jackpot."
I snapped a perfect photo. Just like that, her conquest difficulty plummeted, and I grinned.