Chapter 205

At the same time, Miyuki let out a brief gasp and wrapped her arms around my neck.

Her legs trembled as she took in my semen. With her head thrown all the way back, she must have felt every bit of me filling her inside.

As I poured out more than my usual amount inside Miyuki, I began leaving kisses all over her face.

Was she happy, feeling loved by my actions?

Eagerly taking in my semen, Miyuki let out another of her distinct nasal moans and hugged me with all her might.

Then, right around the time I finished ejaculating, she pulled up the blanket lying next to her to cover her face.

This was another of Miyuki's habits.

I smiled pleasantly at the sight, then spoke to Miyuki, who was tensing her whole body as if refusing to let me go despite being completely exhausted.

"Let's wash up together in a bit."

"...Yeah... together... We have to wash together for a long time..."

"Alright. Want a massage?"

"No... let's just stay like this for a little bit..."

She shook her head back and forth, still seeming a bit tipsy.

She said "a little bit," but I would probably have to hold her for a very long time.

Gently massaging the back of the clingy Miyuki's neck, I held her in my arms until our sweat cooled down.

*

The next morning.

I bumped into Miyuki as I came down to the lobby, stretching and letting out a yawn full of fatigue.

"Sleep well?"

"..."

She flinched, not returning my greeting.

It seemed the embarrassment of riding me yesterday still lingered.

Chuckling, I walked over to her and gently fixed her slightly messy bangs with my fingers.

"I asked if you slept well."

"...Yeah. Did you sleep well, Matsuda-kun?"

"I didn't really get to sleep. We parted ways at dawn, after all."

"Actually, I couldn't sleep either..."

"You should have said that from the start."

"D-Don't say weird things and just eat first... Here's your meal ticket, hand it in at the cafeteria..."

"Let's eat together."

"Together...? I already ate thirty minutes ago..."

"Why?"

"I had to eat first so I could hand out the meal tickets... I didn't know when the others would come down..."

"Is that so? Then I'll eat quickly and come right back."

At those words, the corners of Miyuki's lips curled up.

"Eat slowly... You don't want to get indigestion."

She said that, but her eyes were urging me to finish and be back in ten minutes.

For some reason, it felt like we had gone back to the days when we were just flirting. Was she thinking the same thing?

This fresh, youthful feeling... it wasn't bad.

After breakfast and a brief rest, we headed to the ski resort.

Over half the students were groaning in agony; they must have all overindulged yesterday.

Tetsuya was the same. He was sprawled out in an incredibly ugly posture by the window in the back seat.

Seeing that bastard's face totally brought my mood down.

If it hadn't been for the special sex session with Miyuki yesterday, today probably would have felt incredibly gloomy.

The bus soon arrived at the ski resort.

Stepping off the bus, I felt my breath catch at the sight of the incredibly crowded entrance.

There were way too many people. If the entrance was like this, how packed would the inside be? I wished they would all just screw off.

The students who had been dead to the world just moments ago now had eyes filled with excitement with the main event of the trip right in front of them.

Noticing their state of mind, our homeroom teacher gathered us together after we entered and repeatedly stressed the importance of safety.

Afterward, he told us to get our gear from Miyuki and then went to talk to the instructor assigned to our class.

"Guys! Anyone who brought a beanie, put it in your locker and put on a helmet! Safety comes first, so absolutely no beanies!"

Miyuki yelled this while standing in front of the equipment distributed to our class.

It was nice seeing her back to her usual self.

Miyuki really needed to be energetic like this.

"Matsuda-kun, stay here. You can go in last with me."

Nodding at Miyuki's words as she handed out the gear, I watched Tetsuya grab his skis and approach her with a puzzled expression.

"Miyuki, are you snowboarding?"

"Yeah. I'm going to teach Matsuda-kun."

"But there's an instructor right there."

Trying to interfere again. You really are beyond saving.

Suppressing a sigh so Miyuki wouldn't notice, I cut into their conversation.

"I asked her to teach me."

"It's been a while since she's been to a ski resort. Shouldn't Miyuki get to enjoy herself too?"

You're feeling rebellious today, huh? Is there still alcohol in your system giving you liquid courage?

I suddenly wanted to knock a few of his teeth out.

"I don't mind, though. I was the one who offered to teach Matsuda-kun first."

Miyuki answered for me.

Tetsuya blinked in bewilderment.

"Is that so...?"

"Yeah. Tetsuya-kun, you'll be on the intermediate course, right?"

"Ah, for now, yeah..."

"Do you want to come to the beginner course later when you have time? We can ride together."

"Should I...? Will you text me then?"

"Yeah. Have fun out there."

Whether she knew his insides were burning up or not, Miyuki waved one hand with an innocent smile.

Her skill at subtly screwing over Tetsuya was quite something. Really top-notch.

Of course, Miyuki likely had absolutely no intention of doing that.

"Y-Yeah..."

Hearing Miyuki's unintentional order to leave, Tetsuya offered a parting word and turned around.

He kept looking back repeatedly as he entered the ski area. It seemed my being alone with Miyuki was getting on his nerves.

I'm going to go on a cozy date with Miyuki, so back off, you nuisance.

Or you can just watch from a distance.

Cursing Tetsuya out in my mind, I helped Miyuki and the Vice Representative hand out the equipment to the students.

*

On the beginner slope with the gentlest incline, Miyuki placed the snowboard down in front of me.

"Strap your boots into the bindings."

"Why?"

"I need to set the angle. Just slip your left foot in."

When I obediently followed her instructions, she crouched down, looking between my spread legs, and adjusted the angle of the binding.

Then she stood back up and said, "Before riding the lift, you just keep your left foot strapped in like this, and move by pushing with your right foot. Like this..."

Miyuki moved around with the board attached to her left foot.

She moved naturally without catching on anything; for some reason, she looked pretty cool.

Circling back over a short distance to stop in front of me, she continued.

"When you fall, you have to land on your butt or your knees. If you fall backward, make sure your butt hits first. If you fall forward, let your knees hit first... And when you want to get up, grab the deck like this and push off the ground with your back hand. Got it?"

Listening closely as Miyuki kindly demonstrated, I replied, "Yeah."

"Then should we try it once? Starting with standing up."

"Sure, why not."

Shrugging like it was no big deal, I strapped my right foot into the remaining binding.

Then, exactly as Miyuki had said, I grabbed the deck and gave a hard push with the hand planted on the ground.

"Whoa, whoa...!"

At the same time, my body lurched sharply forward.

Even though there wasn't an incline, I was about to tip forward the moment I stood up.

Whether she expected this or not, Miyuki calmly pushed my body back to help me regain my balance.

"If you push too hard, you'll pitch forward, so stand up carefully. Don't bend your back, either. And don't put too much pressure on your feet. From this position, just bend your knees slightly."

Doing as Miyuki said left me in a comical posture.

It felt a bit like right before squatting over a traditional squat toilet.

Perhaps having the exact same thought, Miyuki snorted with laughter and teased me.

"I said slightly, who told you to bend them that much? Didn't you say you understood?"

"You should have explained that beforehand."

"I was saving it because I knew this would happen."

Miyuki's tone was like a kindergarten teacher's.

Was this really the same girl who had been blushing uncontrollably just this morning?

Seeing her in her thick ski suit, trying so passionately to teach me how to snowboard, was incredibly cute.

"Slowly, go over what I taught you in your head and try getting up again. But first, fall down."

Agreeing, I attempted to fall straight down but put in too much force, landing on my butt rather hard.

With a heavy thud, a dull pain shot up from my ass.

As I grimaced in pain, Miyuki burst into loud laughter, even clapping her hands.

She must have found it hilarious that I, who was usually good at physical activities, was so clumsy at this.

At first I thought I'd pick it up easily, but if I messed this up, I could seriously humiliate myself.

Maybe I... had finally found something I sucked at...?

"Put your weight on your heels and lift the edge. Imagine you're leaning against a wall."

"There's nothing to lean on, what are you talking about?"

"It means shift your center of balance slightly backward."

"Ah, damn it... It feels like I'm going to fall."

"Don't get mad and just try it. I'll help you."

Miyuki, who was teaching me a basic technique called sideslipping, came over and held out both hands.

A signal to grab on. I had been flailing my arms around trying to find my balance, but realizing it was a lost cause, I quickly placed my hands on top of her gloves.

"Slowly from here... don't bend your knees too much, shift back... there you go."

With Miyuki's help, I started to get the hang of it.

Watching me manage a somewhat smooth sideslip with her assistance, Miyuki gave a big nod.

"You're doing great. I can let go now, right?"

"Don't let go."

"Are you scared?"

"No."

"You seem scared to me, though."

"I said I'm not."

"Then I'm letting go."

"I said don't let go. It hasn't even been ten minutes since I started learning; if you let go already, are you telling me to die?"

"I said I was letting go because you were doing so well, you idiot. Why are you so cranky?"

"Just don't let go."

Miyuki was beaming, likely amused at seeing me fail to perform even the most basic of techniques.

Was I imagining that she seemed secretly thrilled by this?

"So we just go down like this?"

"Yeah."

"Alright. You big scaredy-cat..."

Holding Miyuki's hands as we headed down the slope together, I spotted Tetsuya watching us from the bottom—even though he was supposed to be on the intermediate course.

I guess he came because it was bothering him?

Given the distance and his goggles, I couldn't see his exact expression, but I knew for sure his insides were roasting.

Think about it. His childhood friend, holding hands with a guy he despises, dedicating all her attention to tutoring him...

Add in the sight of her bursting into giggles every so often, and how could his stomach not churn?

But what was he going to do about it?

This was what happened because he was so indecisive; he brought this on himself.

Of course, that bastard wasn't one for self-reflection. He was probably just letting his jealousy toward me grow.

That was just the kind of guy Tetsuya was.

"Matsuda-kun...! Relax your body! You're going to fall...!"

Miyuki's urgent voice pierced through my random thoughts.

Seeing Miyuki stumble, I quickly bent my knees and shifted my weight backward.

Then, falling on my butt, I pulled Miyuki down with me.

"Ma, Matsu...! Kyaa!"

Letting out an uncharacteristically high-pitched shriek, Miyuki collapsed on top of me.

Chuckling at her first real display of panic on the slopes, I patted her back with my thick, gloved hand.

"Are you okay?"

"...Yeah. What about you, Matsuda-kun?"

"I'm fine, but you're a bit heavy."

At those words, Miyuki jutted out her bottom lip and tried to get up, but then, for whatever reason, she suddenly smashed her lips against mine.

Then, as if incredibly embarrassed by what she had just done, she wordlessly buried her face into my ski jacket.

It was a gesture anyone would see as an affectionate couple's move. Did Tetsuya see this?

He was still standing there blankly. He definitely saw it.

Given the distance, he might not have known exactly what Miyuki did, but he would surely be pissed realizing we were just lying there together without getting up.

If he missed even that, I'd just have to assume God had stripped Tetsuya of his situational awareness.

It's about time you backed off from me and Miyuki.

A coward with no guts to do anything deserves nothing but a loser's mental masturbation.

With those thoughts, I reached out a hand as Miyuki groaned and picked herself up.

"Help me up, too."

"No. It's a slope, so we could fall again. Get up on your own. You learned how to get up."

"I don't remember."

"Then you can just sit there."

She pulled her goggles down, as if to hide her flushed cheeks.

Flashing a smirk, I stopped teasing Miyuki, grabbed the deck, and got up from the slope.

And so, having only learned the basics like the falling leaf technique, I spent my time stuck exclusively on the beginner slope.

It was nice getting to stay by Miyuki's side, but my pride was a little bruised.

I thought I'd be good at anything physical, but for some reason, I felt humiliated.

*

The next day, on the train heading back to Tokyo after staying at a different hotel and doing a group sightseeing tour.

"Matsuda-kun, what are you doing over the break?"

As I gazed out at the dark scenery through the window, my ears perked up at the question from the Vice Representative sitting across from me.

Vacation, huh... It was almost time to break Renka in.

My heart pounded wildly with anticipation.

"Who knows."