Chapter 332

How long had Renka been servicing me in the quiet bathroom, where the only sound was the gentle sloshing of water?

She had grown bolder. Thanks to her gripping and stroking the shaft between licks, my already explosive urge to cum was pushed right to the edge.

Holding it in any longer felt like it would start to sting, so I called out to Renka, who was still hard at work.

"President."

"Yeah...?"

She didn't even look up at me, her entire focus locked onto the object right in front of her.

After giving that absentminded reply, she flinched, finally realizing I had called her.

"Huh? What is it...?"

"I think I'm going to cum."

"W-What...? Wait...! No...! Do it over there...!!"

It was already coming out; it wasn't exactly up to me.

Actually, I could aim, but I wanted to shoot all over Renka's body.

"Sorry. I can't hold it."

Offering a helpless apology, I relaxed my lower body.

Instantly, everything I had been holding back erupted, drenching Renka's shoulder and the back of her head.

"Hyaah!!"

As the thick, white fluid splashed against her skin, she shuddered violently in shock. It was an incredibly obscene sight.

"You crazy bastard...! What are you doing...!"

Even as she cursed, her hand was still firmly gripping my cock.

Because of that, my seed was now splattered across her slender arm as well.

Yet she just stared blankly, entranced by the sight of the semen still spilling out right in front of her.

Was it a good thing it hadn't gotten on her face?

If it had, she would have blown up at me, right?

No, actually, she might have just been deeply embarrassed.

Once the climax finished, I let out a soft breath I'd been holding back and gently stroked Renka's head, as if praising a puppy.

"Gasp...!"

Snapping back to reality, Renka stared at the sticky seed smeared on her arm and shrieked.

"What is wrong with you...?!"

"I'm sorry."

"Ugh, damn it...! That's so gross...!"

"How is it gross? It's been on your back before, and on your lower stomach..."

"Shut up! Shut up!!"

'It'll be going inside soon enough anyway...'

Swallowing those words, I pressed a kiss to the crown of Renka's head as she frantically shook it side to side.

She froze, stopping her frantic flailing, and stood up in the tub.

"I need to brush my teeth..."

Licking it must have left a weird feeling in her mouth.

I grabbed her arm.

"I'll wash you."

"Whatever...! I'll do it myself...! You should get out now."

"I came here to shower, remember? How am I supposed to leave like this?"

"Ugh, just get out...!"

"Let's wash together."

"...So annoying..."

She didn't look annoyed at all.

I gave Renka a light peck on the lips, ignoring her hollow complaints. Her face turned so red it looked ready to burst, and as the tension left her body, I flashed a grin.

Coaxing her along while she was still in a daze, I stepped out of the bathtub with her.

I wasn't entirely thrilled that she wasn't completely naked, but she still looked plenty sexy in that disposable underwear.

We stepped into the small shower stall. Renka kept shooting sideways glances at my body—she clearly liked what she saw—while I turned the handle to start the water.

Whoosh—!

I slightly lowered the pressure of the pouring water and noticed Renka's eyes darting around anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

"A-Are we going to do something weird in here...?"

"Like what?"

"You know..."

"Sex?"

"Ack...! Don't just say it outright, you crazy bastard...!"

She looked incredibly seductive, but she acted like an absolute coward.

I absolutely loved that gap.

"We're not. How would we even do it in here? We can't do it standing up."

"Well... I figured if it were you, you might just force it..."

'Standing up... That doesn't sound too bad.'

"Let's try that out next time."

"I will not...! Eek!?"

I splashed water on the complaining Renka. She let out a startled yelp, then a long, deep sigh, before finally washing up with me.

Unsurprisingly, she couldn't bring herself to look directly at my face or body the entire time.

But she must have felt the cozy shift in the atmosphere. She stopped snapping at me and quietly began to wash.

...

After getting my first blowjob from Renka, I was itching for another one.

Honestly, it couldn't even be called a real blowjob—it was mostly just light licking. But since it was my first time receiving that kind of service, it was incredibly addicting.

I forcibly repressed my surging sexual desires over the weekend. Arriving at the Academy, I immediately spotted Renka walking in the distance.

After my usual companion left for the Student Council Room and I was left alone, I quickly approached her.

"President."

"Gasp!?"

Hearing my voice from behind, Renka picked up her pace.

Watching her hastily try to run away only made my desire to hold her grow stronger.

"Where are you going?"

I asked playfully as I trailed behind her.

"Eek...!"

Gritting her teeth, she broke into a full run.

For a moment, I seriously considered chasing her all the way, but ultimately decided to let her go.

I could see the embarrassment radiating from her back. I figured I should let her off the hook for today.

But where was Chinami? Seeing that she wasn't with Renka, she must have headed to the School Store first.

A sudden thought crossed my mind—I really wanted to see what it would be like if Chinami gave me a blowjob.

Given how incredibly curious she was, she'd probably ask all sorts of questions while doing it.

Just imagining it got me hard again.

It felt like my recently diminished libido was surging back to life.

Deeply considering whether I should try something during club activities today, I chewed on my lower lip as thoughts of blowjobs lingered even after I reached the classroom.

That was because I saw Bread Girl.

There really was nothing sexier than seeing such a plain, unassuming face completely filled with lust.

Vice Representative had worn her hair in pigtails again, just like last time, and I felt a sudden urge to spray my seed all over those glasses of hers.

Why were there so many people with hidden sex appeal around me?

Was this God's way of telling me to conquer all of them?

Bread Girl and Vice Representative, of course, along with Miho, the school nurse, Midori, Renka, Chinami, and even Hiyori's mother...

Ah... I hated how I kept having these wicked thoughts.

"What's wrong? Do you need to go to the restroom?"

Vice Representative asked, noticing me rocking my chair back and forth in a desperate bid to shake off my arousal.

Rolling my eyes halfway back, I looked at her and replied.

"No."

"Y-Your expression looks a bit weird..."

"It's weird?"

"What's with you...? It's scary..."

"I'm scary?"

"..."

Flinching as if she'd seen a ghost, Vice Representative turned her head away.

Bread Girl, who had frozen mid-bite, quickly snapped her gaze to the front the moment our eyes met, looking as guilty as a criminal.

Strange. I heard girls liked it when you repeated the last part of their sentences...

Was my expression that scary? This was all Renka's fault.

If she was going to give me a blowjob, she should have done it properly. Her teasing licks were what had corrupted me in the first place.

Blaming her for my own problems, I left the classroom. I was wandering around to kill time when I ran into Miyuki.

She was walking around the campus, wearing her Discipline Armband.

Her face lit up when she saw me, and she trotted over.

"What are you doing out here?"

"I was bored. What about you?"

"Keeping an eye on the students."

"For what? Uniforms?"

"That too, but lately there have been reports of cigarette smoke near the cafeteria, so I was going to check it out."

She was actually planning to go alone to a dangerous spot crawling with absolute trash?

That was just like Miyuki, the fearless model student.

"I'm exhausted..."

At her cute, whiny complaint, I tilted my head.

"Why?"

"There's just so much to handle... It feels like the teachers are dumping their work onto us."

Unfair task dumping... That was a classic trope for building tension in academy stories.

It seemed a few of the slacking teachers needed to be made an example of.

Maybe I should start with the principal's or vice-principal's daughter.

Come to think of it, didn't the daughter of one of those two crash into my car recently?

I could claim the repair fees were astronomical and that the mental trauma of having my brand-new car wrecked was immense, demanding to know how she planned to pay me back... Approaching her with a classic porn trope like that could be fun.

After indulging in that little fantasy, I spoke up.

"Take it easy. Skip out on it sometimes."

"I'd love to, but I just can't. I guess the person who always does the work is the only one who can do it right."

"My ears are burning."

When I smiled bitterly, Miyuki giggled and affectionately stroked my arm.

It was the kind of physical contact we usually shared, but maybe because of the blowjob earlier, it suddenly turned me on like crazy.

Come to think of it, Miyuki had given me a little taste of that before, too.

I still couldn't forget the expression on her face back then. I kind of wanted to see it again.

Taking things much further this time, of course.

"Don't get any weird ideas, okay?"

Had she caught a vague sense of what I was thinking about?

Miyuki gave my arm a gentle, painless pinch.

There were too many things I was told not to do.

To my current self, those words were basically a provocation.

I was just glancing toward the Gymnasium, looking for a place to have some fun with Miyuki, when—

"Matsuda-sunbae!"

Hiyori, who was walking over with Miho while eating something, raised a hand in greeting when she saw me.

The two girls approached quickly, bowing their heads to Miyuki in unison.

"Hello~!"

"Hello."

Mhm. A blend of perkiness and cool composure... Not bad.

It was a great combination.

"Hi there."

While Miyuki flashed a bright smile and returned their greetings, Hiyori stared pointedly at Miyuki's hand resting on my arm.

It was a level of physical contact reserved only for people who were incredibly close.

Seeing this, Hiyori tilted her head slightly.

"Hm...?"

She probably thought we were just friends, but maybe we weren't?

Then what was with the look in the Kendo Club President's eyes back at the cafe?

Could it be unrequited love?

Those were the kinds of thoughts likely running through her head right now. Seeing this firsthand made her "Conquest Difficulty: Maximum" rating feel incredibly real.

I was already involved with three heroines, and I still had to conquer Hiyori on top of that.

In a completely different sense, the difficulty was extremely high.

"What's wrong?"

Miyuki asked, looking puzzled by Hiyori's reaction.

Drawing in a quiet breath, Hiyori replied.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just a little confused about something."

"About what?"

"Well...? I'm not really sure myself."

"What's that supposed to mean...?"

"I'm a bit scatterbrained, aren't I? This happens a lot."

Outwardly, she seemed completely fine.

But what about on the inside? Hiyori wasn't the type to show her negative emotions, making her incredibly hard to read.

"I wouldn't say scatterbrained... Anyway, this is perfect. I actually have something to ask you two. Do you have a minute?"

Miyuki clapped her hands together as if she had just remembered something.

Glancing at the two girls nodding in response, I quietly slipped away, thinking that Hiyori might just ask me about this situation the next time we were alone.