Chapter 2: A Changing Daily Life
"...Lately, I've been waking up feeling super great."
Lately... or to be exact, ever since I met Hinata-san, waking up in the morning has felt strangely great, and my body feels remarkably light to match.
Could this be thanks to my stimulating daily life with Hinata-san...?
I didn't know the exact reason, but I was pretty sure that had to be it.
"Hinata-san... Hinata-san... Hinata..."
Even if it was strictly limited to when we were having sex, calling her without honorifics was... something I still wasn't used to.
But the fact that she wanted me to go that far meant she was opening her heart to me that much... and that made me insanely happy!
"...Oh?"
As I kept thinking about Hinata-san without missing a beat, I spotted the backs of Kanato and Rio walking ahead of me.
Seeing them as affectionate as always warmed my heart, but whenever I saw them like that, no matter how close of a friend I was, it felt wrong to just blithely barge in.
"Man... this really is a tricky issue."
Come to think of it, Mom had mentioned it before... Once people get married and start a family, it's not unusual for even the closest of friends to slowly drift apart.
"Though I guess it can't be helped..."
"What can't be helped?"
"What can't be helped?"
"...Huh?"
It was my own carelessness for walking with my head down, lost in thought.
Because of that, the moment I looked up, my head slammed right into the chin of Kanato, who had stopped right in front of me without me realizing.
"Ghaf!?"
"Kanato!?"
"Down for the count! KO!"
Unlike me, who was worried, Rio acted out a referee's high-energy match call despite her boyfriend landing flat on his butt.
"Sorry, Kanato! Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah."
"Still, what a magnificent blow that was!"
Rio-san... at least worry about your boyfriend there.
Even though they had spotted me, I thought they'd just go on ahead together as a couple, but in the end, I ended up walking to school with them.
As we walked with Kanato flanked between me and Rio, they naturally pressed me again about what I was pondering over, so thinking it wouldn't hurt, I told them.
"What? Why worry about stuff like that? We can just hang out like normal."
"Exactly! If Kanato ever gets busy, I'll hang out with you!"
"Isn't that a bit weird in its own way?"
And so, amidst a few retorts, I found myself encouraged.
Wait, don't tell me these two... are pitying me because they think I'll never get a girlfriend or a wife in my whole life?
Shaking my head at how slightly twisted my thoughts were getting, I switched to a different topic.
"Forget about me. How about you, Kanato? How's soccer going?"
"It's going great! I've won the trust of both my upperclassmen and underclassmen."
"He's been doing awesome since our first year! Everyone relies on Kanato!"
"Heh-heh! Yeah, I'm pretty great!"
Rio's praise put Kanato in high spirits, but that was only because he possessed such drive and absolute confidence.
I sometimes saw him play during PE, and Kanato was genuinely amazing at soccer.
On top of that, with Rio always watching over him during club practice, Kanato was probably able to unleash even more power than usual.
"You're... pretty cool, Kanato."
"...Thanks."
Kanato rubbed his nose awkwardly in bashfulness.
"Mmm... I'm so glad Tsubaki-kun isn't a girl... You would've been a super tough rival for sure."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
After that, our usual boisterous energy intact, we arrived at school.
As expected, by the time we entered the school building, we had quieted down, but it was right then that I spotted Hinata-san.
She seemed to be with Murakumo-senpai again today, nodding along to Murakumo-senpai's conversation with her usual cool expression.
"...Hinata-san really is beautiful today, too."
The moment I muttered that under my breath, my eyes met Hinata-san's.
My relationship with Hinata-san was our secret... so I thought her reaction would be muted in a crowded place like this, just like before. However, she reacted by sharply looking away from me.
What's more, I could see her cheeks flushing slightly red, and seeing a reaction like that was enough to make me feel embarrassed myself.
"...Hey, Hinata? Same thing happened before... Did something happen?"
"It's nothing."
"Tsubaki~! What are you doing?!"
"Let's hurry up~!"
"Y-Yeah!"
After parting ways with Hinata-san for the moment, a message arrived as soon as I reached the classroom.
"Lunch break. Same spot again."
My heart skipped a beat at her message, and I immediately replied, "Of course."
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Lunch break.
As soon as I finished lunch, I headed straight to the empty classroom on the third floor.
"Excuse me...!"
"Welcome."
Hinata-san was sitting by the window, waiting for me.
Giving me a gentle smile, she opened her arms wide. Taking that as my cue, I was drawn toward her, and the instant the distance between us closed to zero, she wrapped her arms tightly around me.
"Thanks for coming."
"Since you called for me, Hinata-san... I was really looking forward to this."
"Ngh...♪"
"...♪"
She hugged me even harder, with all her strength.
As comforting as always—or rather, receiving all of her warm, pillowy softness that made me feel so blissful—I let my face loosen into a dopey grin, taking advantage of the fact that Hinata-san couldn't see it.
I wrapped my arms around Hinata-san's back with all my might and hugged her in return... when suddenly—
"Hmm... I thought something fishy was going on, but so that's what it was."
Suddenly, a third voice—belonging to neither me nor Hinata-san—echoed through the room.
"Huh...?"
"...Tch."
Unlike me, whose heart leaped into his throat, Hinata-san clicked her tongue in utter annoyance. Shocked by her reaction as well, I turned around slowly, only to find a blonde beauty grinning mischievously right before us.
"I saw that~♪"
The person who walked in was Hinata-san's friend, Murakumo-senpai.
She strode inside with confidence, but then puffed out her cheeks and immediately rounded on Hinata-san.
"You didn't have to tsk at me!"
"Shut up. What do you want?"
Hinata-san stood up and hid me behind her back.
Hiding me now isn't going to accomplish anything... but I should probably just go along with her.
"It's a little late to hide him..."
"Nope, there's nobody here except me."
"Yes, there is!"
"No, there isn't."
"Come on, you can't deny it!"
"I said there isn't, so there isn't."
"I'm telling you, it's right there!"
"Shut up, you total bitch."
H-How harsh!
I was terrified of how Murakumo-senpai would react to Hinata-san calling her a bitch, but she was just throwing a textbook temper tantrum, so she seemed fine... In fact, it was actually kind of funny to watch.
Since I had the chance, though, I decided to observe Murakumo-senpai for a bit.
She had long, beautiful blonde hair reaching down to her waist, and like Hinata-san, the top buttons of her shirt were undone.
It felt like standard gyaru fashion at this point, but at a glance... Murakumo-senpai's chest seemed even larger than Hinata-san's, which was already huge.
"Haa... This turned into such a pain."
The one who said that was Hinata-san.
Apparently realizing she couldn't actually play it off at this point, Hinata-san let out a resigned sigh before speaking in a chillingly cold voice.
"I'm the one who called him here. To put it simply so you understand, I'm completely crazy about him... So if you pull anything weird, Arisa—even if it's you, I won't forgive you."
I had never heard Hinata-san use a tone like that before.
I reflexively took a step back in fear, but Murakumo-senpai, who was taking Hinata-san's glare head-on, maintained a relaxed expression.
"Hmm... Well, I don't want Hinata to hate me, so I won't do anything weird."
"...I wonder about that."
"Wow, zero trust... But you've never taken such a liking to anyone before, right? I only saw a bit of you two hugging, but seeing you with such a melted look on your face is rare among rare."
"...Shut up."
Hinata-san looked down shyly, and taking advantage of that opening, Murakumo-senpai approached us.
"I've seen you around a few times, but nice to meet you. I'm Murakumo Arisa. Nice to meet you, Underclassman-kun."
"Ah, yes... I'm Mikasa Tsubaki. It's nice to meet you, too."
"You don't need to be nice to her."
The moment Hinata-san spoke in a sullen voice and grabbed my head, Murakumo-senpai vanished from my field of vision... No, that wasn't it. It seemed she had pulled me into her chest.
The soft, squishy sensation sandwiching my face meant one thing: my face was currently buried right in Hinata-san's cleavage!
"Mff!"
"Hey, stop squirming. It tickles."
Then don't do this in the first place... Not that I would ever actually say that.
After all, I loved when she did this, and being like this let me take in all of Hinata-san's scent, making me utterly happy!
"Tsubaki-kun, huh... You really are crazy about him, Hinata."
"I already told you I am. Besides, we've already done all sorts of things together."
"Wha—!?"
"!?"
"Oho, you've already gone that far."
Even Murakumo-senpai found the speed of our relationship unexpected, clapping her hands lightly.
"Phaaah!"
"Ah, sorry, Tsubaki... Was it hard to breathe?"
"No... It was a little hard to breathe, but I love it when you do that to me, Hinata-san."
"T-Tsubaki!♡"
"Mffgh!?"
And once again, I was sandwiched between her boobs!
This time, though, Hinata-san was considerate enough to make sure I wasn't suffocating, letting me experience the wonderfully comfortable inside of her cleavage.
"You're head over heels, it's unbelievable... I mean, you never even used to let anyone call you by your first name except your childhood friend—ex-boyfriend."
"Don't bring up unpleasant words."
"Sorry, sorry."
At last, I was released from Hinata-san's breasts.
Naturally, I felt plenty of lingering regret, but parting from Hinata-san brought me face-to-face with Murakumo-senpai again, who looked me up and down from head to toe.
"He seems like an ordinary underclassman, so I wonder what it is about him that Hinata likes so much."
"Stop staring at him."
"See? That's how much you care about him... Ah, right. Can I call you Tsubaki-kun too?"
"Ah, yes...?"
"In exchange, you can call me Arisa."
"He doesn't need to."
Hinata-san glared sharply at Murakumo-senpai... I guess calling her Arisa-san is fine now.
Hinata-san glared down Arisa-san, sparks practically flying between them.
What... should I do?
Naturally, I had no intention of running away, so I just watched them for a while.
Arisa-san was the first to yield, letting out a sigh before asking:
"By the way, are you two dating?"
"Nope."
"We aren't dating."
"Huh... So you're friends with benefits."
Hinata-san and I nodded.
"For just friends with benefits, it's really amazing how much Hinata likes you, though. Seeing that makes me a little curious too."
Arisa-san licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with a seductive light.
I already knew this, but Arisa-san was also a woman who exuded a super naughty vibe—maybe even more so than Hinata-san in that regard.
However... her gestures didn't really make my heart flutter all that much.
Could this be an immunity I built up from spending time with Hinata-san...?
"Oh dear... Usually the boys in my class turn beet red at that."
"...It's true that you're beautiful and have a great figure, Arisa-san, but spending time with Hinata-san seems to have given even someone like me a bit of immunity."
"Does that mean you're indirectly calling me beautiful, too?"
"Yes, that's what I said."
Since that was exactly what I meant, I puffed out my chest and nodded proudly.
Then Hinata-san, who had been silent, suddenly grabbed my hand and began pulling me toward the classroom entrance.
"Hinata-san?"
"Let's go to the gym storage room."
"Huh?"
"Hinata?"
"We can't do anything sexy in here."
"W-Wait, what!?"
I was naturally taken aback by her sudden words, but seeing Hinata-san puffing out her cheeks, it seemed she got jealous that I was so absorbed in my conversation with Arisa-san.
"W-Wait, why did your switch get flipped all of a sudden!?"
This time, Arisa-san grabbed Hinata-san's shoulder.
If she hadn't stopped us, I definitely would have followed Hinata-san, having no intention of resisting at all... Man, I'm in deep.
"What do you want to do, Tsubaki?"
“Ngh... Asking that now feels a bit unfair. But we're students, so shouldn't we attend our classes properly? Besides, break is almost over anyway.”
“...If Tsubaki says so, then I will.”
“Ooh... I can't believe Hinata is being so understanding.”
I still didn't know how Hinata-san usually was.
If Arisa-san went so far as to say that, did it mean Hinata-san had sides to her I had yet to see?
“...I'll say it one more time. Don't you dare say anything weird to Tsubaki, okay?”
“I know, I know... I won't if you're going that far. You know I'd never do anything that's genuinely off-limits, right, Hinata?”
“...I suppose that's true. You'd never do something like that... Plus, Tsubaki is right up your alley, isn't he?”
“...Huh?!”
W-what... Did something I can't just ignore slip out just now?!
Me, being Arisa-san's type...? No, no, there's no way that could be—
“W-what are you even saying?! To a boy I've barely just met... It's not like I'm thinking I want to talk to him a bit more, or that he's cute like a little brother, or anything like that at all, okay?!”
Wait, she's hyper-aware of me?!
She denied it with a bright-red face and animated hand gestures, which only made me think she was too transparent to ever tell a lie.
“You see, Arisa has a stepbrother one year younger whom she used to dote on, but he seems to have hit a rebellious phase recently, so they're not on good terms.”
“Is that so...”
“She absolutely adores younger brothers by nature. Seeing me dote on you played a part in it, sure, but simply put, Tsubaki, your vibe makes you the type to attract older girls.”
“I'm not really sure about that, but...”
By the way, Arisa-san had vanished before I even realized it.
Perhaps she couldn't bear the embarrassment anymore, but lunch break was almost over anyway.
I had to part ways with Hinata-san as well, but she showed no sign of letting go of me.
“See you later...”
“Right.”
“...See you later.”
“Ah, right... See you.”
“...See you later!”
Hey, when are you actually gonna let go?!
Still, it was also true that Hinata-san was adorable like that, and we ended up sharing one tight, long hug before finally parting.
I had no plans to see Hinata-san again today.
However, I had a feeling that if I sent her a message asking to go on a date—or something like that—after school, she would say yes.
“Maybe I'll ask her out sometime soon.”
While making such plans in my head, time passed, and it was now after school.
Reflecting on the lunch break I had spent with Hinata-san naturally brought back memories of my first contact with Arisa-san.
I had wondered how things would turn out at first, but my impression of Arisa-san was that she wasn't a bad person—she was a good one.
“Still, a little brother, huh... Wait, am I really the type to attract older girls?”
That was what Hinata-san had told me, but I didn't feel that way at all.
Up until now, there had been zero instances of an older girl taking a shine to me, and even if I wasn't entirely sure if it was love yet, Hinata-san was ultimately the only one who clearly favored me.
“Now then, I'll buy the manga coming out today, and after that...”
It was right as I was wandering around town in a good mood that it happened.
“W-wait, Takuya—”
“Agh, shut up! I told you you're annoying, you damn bitch!”
Violent, offensive words rattled my eardrums.
A fight in the middle of the street...? The thought barely crossed my mind before I turned toward the voice, realizing I had heard it somewhere before, and let out a surprised noise.
“...Arisa-san?”
To my surprise, the person standing there was Arisa-san.
Standing in front of her was a boy about my age... and that “damn bitch” remark from earlier seemed to have come from him.
“Is that... her boyfriend?”
It wouldn't be surprising if a beauty like Arisa-san had a boyfriend or two, but the boy in question roughly slapped away her outstretched hand and walked off as if spitting on the ground.
“...Huh?”
“...Ah.”
My eyes met Arisa-san's as she sadly rubbed her outstretched hand.
We had only just talked during lunch break and parted ways on a slightly awkward note, so I wasn't emotionally prepared to run into her again like this.
However, she truly lived up to her status as a gal senpai who represented the extroverts.
Arisa-san instantly switched her expression, approaching me with a beaming smile that suited her all too well.
“Hey there, Tsubaki-kun... Looks like you caught me at an embarrassing moment.”
“No... Was that your boyfriend?”
“Nope, not at all. That was my little brother.”
“Ah...”
So that was it... That was the little brother she mentioned.
“Your stepbrother, right? Hinata-san told me about him.”
“Yeah, I heard.”
“...He said some pretty awful things to you.”
“Right?! Listen to this, Tsubaki-kun!”
Closing the distance even further, Arisa-san tightly grabbed my hands.
She led me to a nearby bench, sat me down, and began talking about her little brother in an intense tone.
“Back then, he was such a cute kid who'd follow me around calling me 'Big Sister,' and he even said he wanted to marry me!”
“That's heartwarming.”
“Right?! Well, of course I didn't take him seriously, but I loved him as my brother, you know?”
“And after you doted on him like that, he hit his rebellious phase now.”
“Exactly! He turned out like that right around the time he entered high school, but maybe my appearance and stuff are the cause.”
“You mean being a gal?”
“Yep, yep.”
I didn't think someone would turn out like that just because of appearances, but since only her brother knew the real reason, I couldn't say for sure.
They had been together for a long time, and he had trusted her enough to say he wanted to marry her.
And then came his sudden rebellious phase... From what she said, while Arisa-san couldn't help but want to dote on him, he found it annoying and acted out, but things seemed to have tumbled a bit too far in a bad direction.
“Even if we're not blood-related, he's still my brother, so of course I want to treasure him... So even when he said mean things, I brushed it off thinking he was just being bashful, but telling me to die or get lost really stung a bit.”
Arisa-san let out a weak smile.
It was true that no matter how important a brother he was, being told to die or get lost by family was painful... I had never experienced it myself, but imagining how that verbal violence gouged at one's heart was easy enough.
Besides, “die” was the number-one word I wouldn't want to say or hear, even as a joke.
“I didn't mean to do anything to make him hate me, though... Ugh.”
Giving a wry smile as Arisa-san slouched back onto the bench, I stood up and bought some juice from a nearby vending machine.
“Here you go.”
“Is it okay?”
“Yes.”
“Thanks♪”
She must have been pretty thirsty, because Arisa-san gulped it down without slowing her pace for a second.
Both Arisa-san and I temporarily paused our conversation until we had finished our drinks.
“Well, I guess I'll just pray time fixes things with my brother. Setting 'die' and 'get lost' aside, I'm used to being called a damn bitch anyway.”
“Is that really something you should get used to?”
“Well, look, I have this kind of look, and there's how I usually talk and act. Plus, it's not like I'm a virgin.”
“Huh.”
“Though it's been a total dry spell for me lately.”
Um, that is information I really didn't need, thanks.
“Is someone like me a dealbreaker for you too, Tsubaki-kun?”
“Huh? No, that's not the case at all?”
It was a sudden question to bring up out of nowhere, but I truly meant it.
If it had been a little while ago, I could have declared for certain that people like Arisa-san lived in a completely different world from me, with entirely different values when it came to chastity. But after getting involved with Hinata-san, I felt like I had come to understand that sort of thing to some extent.
Or rather, I was currently enjoying my relationship with Hinata-san myself.
"I don't know you very well, Arisa-san, nor do I live under the same roof with you like your brother does. So it's only natural that we have different ways of thinking."
"That's true."
"So, from my perspective, Arisa-san, you're pretty, you have a great figure, and seeing the way you interact with Hinata-san makes you feel like a really nice big sister."
Man, I really have gotten better at saying stuff like this.
I knew what I was saying was an embarrassingly cheesy line, but my interactions with Hinata-san had given me a lot more composure.
"A big sister... huh."
"Yes. Like I said before, speaking purely from my own perspective... if I were in your brother's position, I don't think any day with you by my side would ever feel lonely."
"Oh my... You're saying something super sweet. But do you get lonely sometimes too, Tsubaki-kun?"
"My mom is away from home a lot because of work."
"...Hmm."
Arisa-san crossed her arms as if deep in thought.
This gesture of folding her arms beneath her large breasts... Come to think of it, Hinata-san does that occasionally too. Do girls with big boobs just naturally cross their arms like this?
"Could it be that you wanted to get close to Hinata because you were lonely?"
Having been asked that, it was my turn to think.
Back then, I had been interested in Hinata-san... My primary motivation was worrying about leaving her out in the rain, mixed with the ulterior motive of hoping I might have a chance with her.
But... yeah.
Above all else, I had been worried about her.
"Well... my dad passed away early on, so my mom raised me all by herself. I'm sure she went through plenty of hardships, but she never once tried to abandon me."
"..."
It was embarrassing talking about this kind of stuff.
But it was necessary to explain how things came to be with Hinata-san.
"It's not that I was projecting my mom onto her, but maybe because I was showered with that kind of kindness growing up, I just can't leave someone in trouble alone. Sure, I won't deny having ulterior motives... but I really couldn't just leave Hinata-san alone."
Arisa-san didn't interrupt me even once.
Without any hint of poking fun at me or making a teasing expression, Arisa-san kept staring straight at me.
"So, um... getting back to the point! Precisely because I know what it feels like not to be lonely, all I wanted to say was that having a big sister like you around would keep anyone from feeling lonely, and if I were in your brother's shoes, that's how I'd feel!"
I felt bad for my jumbled words, but Arisa-san just offered a gentle "I see" and chuckled.
As if she had experienced a change of heart, her previously downcast expression was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a lovely, beaming smile.
"Maybe I underestimated you just because you're younger."
"Huh?"
"Hey!"
Arisa-san suddenly leaned in close to me with sudden intensity.
Her large breasts jiggled softly with the motion, stealing my gaze for a moment, but the words that left her mouth next caught my attention even more.
"I think I wanna become your big sister, Tsubaki-kun!"
"...Huh?"
What is this person... even saying?
"W-What did you say...?"
"Like I said, I wanna be your big sister!"
I didn't mishear her at all... Wait, big sister?!
I grew anxious thinking she might have lost her mind a bit, but Arisa-san in front of me had a serious—or rather, a proud, triumphant—smile on her face... Huh?
"Sorry for bringing it up out of nowhere~! But I'm totally serious, or rather, that's just how I feel now!"
"U-Um...?"
"Despite how I look, I'm the type of person who follows through on her word, you know? So I've already decided! I'm gonna be your big sister... Ehehe, nice to meet you♪"
"..."
In the end, I was completely rendered speechless by Arisa-san's proposal.
Or rather, it was mostly because her offer was so out of the blue that it left me completely stranded... I mean, who could have ever imagined something like this?
Why on earth did an upperclassman I had just met today tell me she wanted to be my big sister...? Sure, having such a sexy gyaru senior as a big sister would be awesome, but there was no way I wouldn't be bewildered.
"...Well, it was probably just a random, wild remark."
Since Arisa-san had already left, her true intentions remained unknown.
...Guess I should head home too.
At the time, I didn't take Arisa-san's "big sister" declaration seriously, but I would soon learn that her words were neither a joke... nor something said on a whim.
And on the very next day, no less.
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"And then, y'know—!"
"And like—!"
"Ah, yeah, yeah, right, right, that's so amazing~"
It was the day after Arisa-san's "big sister" declaration.
Before morning assembly, while chatting with that foolish lovebird couple Kanato and Rio, I was suddenly called over by a classmate.
"Hey, Mikasa!"
"Huh? What is it~?"
"An upperclassman's here saying she has business with you~!"
An upperclassman...? Who would come all the way outside my classroom?
Extortion was one possibility, but... I didn't have the slightest memory of drawing an upperclassman's wrath, so I probably didn't need to jump to ominous conclusions just yet, right?
"Hey, are you gonna be okay?"
"Huh? Who...?"
Kanato standing beside me was one thing, but Rio was clearly on guard.
It had nothing to do with either of them and was just about me... but Rio worrying about me like this was pretty much business as usual.
"I'll go check it out real quick."
"O-Oh..."
"If they do anything bad to you, tell me, okay?"
"Yeah."
Thinking it would be bad to keep them waiting, I quickly stepped out into the hallway.
"...Huh, Hinata-san?!"
"...You finally showed up."
To my surprise, the one waiting for me was Hinata-san.
With a sullen expression and arms crossed, Hinata-san was drawing plenty of curious stares in the hallway outside the classroom, but without paying them any mind, she grabbed my hand and started walking.
As we went up to the third floor, upperclassmen noticed us, showering us with even more stares...
"Stop staring."
"E-Eep!!"
"Sorry!!"
On the way to an empty classroom, the upperclassmen gawking at us were scared out of their wits by Hinata-san's sharp glare, averting their eyes and scattering like baby spiders.
Among the glances directed at us were a few resembling jealousy, but before I could pay them any mind, we arrived at the empty classroom.
"Hinata-san...?"
"..."
The moment we entered the empty classroom, I was shoved against the wall.
She slammed her hand against the wall with a loud thud, pinning me in a full-on kabedon. A fierce determination that said she wouldn't let me escape emanated from her eyes.
Then she laid a deep kiss on me, her tongue thrusting intensely into my mouth.
"Ngh?!"
"!?"
"Nn... chu... slurp!"
The kiss, lasting for tens of seconds, didn't leave me time to even breathe.
After that kiss, I took a deep breath, only for Hinata-san to fix me with another intense glare.
If she was glaring at me this hard, there had to be a reason for it... and right then, Arisa-san crossed my mind.
"I just heard from Arisa."
"A-Ah, yes?"
"What do you mean, she became your big sister?"
I-I knew it! It really was about Arisa-san!
I mean, she already told her just one day later?! Ah, wait, more importantly, did she actually decide to become my big sister for real?! Huh?!
"Well, um..."
"What?"
Not only did she not break her kabedon position in the slightest, but she didn't even blink, which was terrifying.
"Um... I would like to offer an explanation, if you don't mind."
"Go ahead."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Overwhelmed by sheer terror, I even gave a salute before briskly explaining the whole situation.
"I see..."
"...Y-Yes..."
Once I finished explaining everything, Hinata-san's expression finally softened.
"Like I told you before, Arisa adores little brothers. Interacting with you, Tsubaki, probably redirected all that affection straight to you."
"I mean, it was such a sudden proposal, and normally someone wanting to become your big sister doesn't make any sense, right? It was just a temporary whim, so it doesn't really mean anything, right?"
"I wonder... Arisa was thrilled beyond belief when she told me, so I doubt it's nothing."
"..."
"Tsubaki."
"Ngh?!"
"...?!"
Before I knew it, the distance between me and Hinata-san, who stood directly in front of me, had shrunk to zero.
Even as I felt my eyes open wide in surprise at the sudden movement, Hinata-san hit me with a deep, rough kiss unlike anything before.
It was a devastating kiss, so overwhelming it felt as though she was sucking out every last drop of saliva gathering in my mouth.
"...Tsubaki is mine. And I belong only to Tsubaki."
She pulled her face back, leaving a glistening silver strand of saliva connecting the two of us.
An overwhelming sense of possessiveness gleamed from Hinata-san as she gazed at me. For a brief second, I found her scary, but the moment I remembered how horny she could be, that fear vanished into thin air.
"Hey, Tsubaki."
"Yes?"
"Why don't we ditch morning assembly, first period, and second period?"
"...Huh?!"
Which meant...?!
If I didn't refuse right now, I could have sex with Hinata-san... My heart leaped at the thought, but skipping class was obviously bad, so I frantically tried to persuade her otherwise, except...
"My body's already so hot, Tsubaki... Hey, please hold me."
"Ugh..."
"You can do whatever you want with my boobs, too... okay? Let's feel good together, Tsubaki ♡"
"Ngggh...!"
Is the girl standing in front of me a succubus?!
Her pained expression and voice almost made me nod along, but I somehow managed to endure... except my body was far too honest. My hand reached out toward Hinata-san in front of me and grabbed her breasts in a tight grip.
"...Ah."
"Fufu, so you're up for it after all, Tsubaki ♡"
So soft... Wait, let go! If I don't let go right now, I won't be able to go back to class!
Even though I frantically told myself that, my hands completely ignored my brain and kept knead-massaging Hinata-san's massive chest.
"...Well, skipping class was ninety percent a joke."
"If it's ninety percent, I don't think you can call that a joke..."
"Fair enough. So I'll settle for kissing this time... But I want you to grope my boobs until the absolute last second. When you squeeze them, Tsubaki, it feels so good I could come from just my boobs alone ♡"
Her cheeks flushed red, and her eyes were slightly teary as she spoke those words.
Having been told all that, I couldn't fail to live up to her expectations as a man—and besides, I couldn't hold back anymore either.
"Hinata-san... I'm so happy. To think you trust me this much... Um, can I lick your boobs?"
...You absolute idiot!
What in the world am I saying at a time like this?!
Just as reason kicked in and I was about to say I was just kidding and that we couldn't do something like that at school, Hinata-san firmly grabbed my head and pulled me straight into her chest.
"Go ahead. You can suck them or nibble on them all you want ♡"
There was barely any time left before morning assembly, but those few remaining minutes were a moment of sweet bliss that could only be described as paradise.
Afterward, I parted ways with Hinata-san, who gave a strained laugh about how soaked her panties were and how troublesome that was going to be. When I returned to the classroom, Kanato and Rio were naturally worried about me, but I assured them I was fine to put their minds at ease.
Phew... What a perverted life I'm living.
Needless to say, almost none of the subsequent lessons made it into my brain.
That was because my mind was completely filled with thoughts of Hinata-san, who had suddenly barged into my everyday life and instantly become the center of it.
"H-Hey, Mikasa."
"...Ah, yes?!"
"Your face is bright red. Do you have a fever?"
"I-I'm fine...!"
"I see... If you start feeling unwell, make sure to let me know."
"...Thank you very much."
Even though this was right in the middle of class, Teacher was way too kind... I apologized profusely in my head for doing nothing but indulging in dirty fantasies.
And so school ended for the day. Just as the horny urges built up from my interaction with Hinata-san were still smoldering inside me... I was struck by an ambush from that very person.
"Guess who~?"
It happened the moment I sensed someone behind me while walking home alone.
I stopped in my tracks as a cute voice coincided with hands covering my eyes, but I knew immediately whose doing this was.
"Arisa-san...?"
"Correct♪ It's me~♪"
Sure enough, when I turned around, Arisa-san was standing there.
At that moment, I had a strong intuition—that Arisa-san was definitely about to bring chaos into my life.
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