Chapter 116: What Grace Wayne Endures (5)

While desperately soothing a body that is relaxing from the relief that I am already fine, she grabs her underwear with trembling hands and lowers it while disordering her breath.

(Ah, that is right. I have to lock.)

Thinking that she tried to stand. Power entered her legs, her stomach.

The limit arrived.

"A."

Shuu.

One drop flowing out.

Different from what overflowed a small amount even while desperately pressing underwear earlier. What flowed out in a place she can properly do it, that pleasant thing, she cannot possibly resist.

Grace drained all power and entrusted herself to the impulse.

It is already fine, I can do it here. She loosened her expression from heartfelt relief.

The quietly flowing water sound became a muddy stream.

Juiiiiiii! Sound rang.

"It is co, ming... it is com. Ing, u, a, aaaaa... nn, a... ha... aa, aa...!"

Her whole body trembled bururi and a voice leaked. Water too, a lot.

The relief that she could properly do it in a toilet washed away thinking like suppressing her voice with joy and pleasure, and Grace simply entrusted herself to the sense of release and overflowed voice and water.

The water sound keeps ringing with intensity like pressing a hose tip with a finger.

The feeling of thinking that is indecent is not now. She only holds a simple impression of did I endure this much, and pleasure of that is why it feels this good.

"Nnaa... it is com. Ing out... a lot... a lot... pe, e... fuwaa... I am glad... I made... nn, a, it feels, good... fu, nnn!"

Her cheeks flushed and tears also flowed from the sense of release.

The water sound is still ringing inside the stall. The momentum does not settle, enough that she becomes anxious it will keep flowing for eternity like this.

If she thinks if she had overflowed this inside the train or inside the station she shudders. It would have overflowed from her underwear, overflowed kon-kon from the gaps of the hand she pressed like a child, and no matter how embarrassed she thought, no matter how she thought she has to stop, it would have kept overflowing.

"Aa, a, a... a. N, a! Ha, a, aaaaa... a!"

Already words-like words do not come out.

The water sound gradually loosens, her body too, her head too, are completely loose. Sitting limp on the toilet seat she leaks a voice from great pleasure and slight lingering regret.

"N... fu, u... it ended..."

Yes, lingering regret.

If it is this pleasant I want to taste more.

I refuse enduring that much, and I could not help being embarrassed embarrassed, but this pleasantness alone cannot possibly be a bad thing.

From pleasure she had never experienced even drool hangs, and with consciousness gradually becoming clear she wipes her mouth, indecent.

(Wha, what am I thinking...!)

Cannot possibly be a bad thing? Am I an idiot, there is a limit to brains boiling.

This is that. Same as water drunk when your throat is parched tasting more delicious than anything, because I was driven into a corner a mere toilet felt like supreme pleasure. Only that, it is decided so...!

She shakes her head, raises her underwear, washes her hands, and outside the toilet.

"I am sorry, Kazuki. I caused you trouble. Kazuki?"

In front of the toilet. Reaching here she finally noticed it is a men’s toilet. Niekawa standing.

Probably from responsibility of bringing her in as emergency evacuation he is there to stop men trying to enter the toilet. She understands that and also thinks she caused him trouble.

But he was for some reason covering both ears with full power.

"Um, Kazuki...?"

While thinking it strange she taps his shoulder and he trembles bikuri.

"Mu, I see, it ended... no, um, then good. There was no problem at all, hahaha!"

What is it, he is strangely suspicious in behavior, she thought.

She feels no malice at all so he probably has no intention of slighting this side, but even so she tilts her head.

"For now let’s quickly head to the destination...! There is nothing better than going early!"

"Eh? Yes, that is certainly so but."

"Ah, you there, that you! Foreigner-san!"

What on earth are you panicking about.

Faster than she could ask that, a housewife-like woman approached this way.

"What are you doing already, it was ringing through!"

That seemed complete goodwill.

Grace made some large failure and does not seem to notice so I will tell her. In a loud voice.

Impatience seeps on Niekawa’s expression.

Even though the obasan in front has no malice it is a face like seeing a reaper swinging a scythe.

(...It was ringing through? What on earth?)

Thinking is dull.

Is her head loose from earlier pleasure, or is she unconsciously refusing to understand that it is better not to notice.

"Well the train seemed to have stopped too so I understand you could not endure. But the ’sound’ side might not be glossable but at least suppress your voice properly, it is indecent. You are not a child anymore so be careful properly!"

Sound? Voice? Indecent?

What sound? What voice? What is indecent?

Contrary to thinking that starts escaping reality, surrounding gazes. Men’s conversations like ah the girl from earlier’s voice or that was an amazing sound, because she is a foreigner? unmercifully thrust reality.

It was ringing, even outside.

The toilet sound, the voice when letting it out.

Cheeks that had flushed from the sense of release and pleasure dye even redder.

And that means.

In front of the men’s toilet, in the ears of him who stood so other men would not enter.

"Ka, Kazu, ki...? Th, that..."

"Sorry, I was powerless...!"

Those words themselves are proof he heard everything.

Evidence that even though he covered his ears that lukewarm defense was meaningless.

Everything was heard.

"!?"

In that instant thinking burned out in an instant.

Everything? Everything!? It was heard? Even outside!?

What did I run my mouth with, what indecent things did I put in my mouth.

I cannot recall everything but I can recall fragments. It is coming out, it feels good, voices of pleasure that do not become words.

What is this, is that not already out just with that...!?

(What is this what am I doing am I an idiot! What is feels good. Aaaaaaa!?)

She tsukkomis herself and self-destructs with full power.

At shame she has never felt until now she involuntarily crouches there and holds her head.

At that figure for some reason Niekawa made a terribly impatient face and grabbed Grace’s shoulders.

"Wait, calm down Wayne-senpai! I understand the feeling... I cannot say that and I think it is embarrassing but at least stand! That... with that skirt length, if you crouch thoughtlessly..."

"Eh...?"

At those words she raised her looking-down face. Men who had been watching this uproar from a distance had started moving to face Grace, to a position where they can see inside her skirt.