Prologue
Under the balmy spring sunlight and blooming cherry blossoms, a woman strode briskly forward, cutting through the breeze. Her lustrous long hair swayed with each step, and her large, captivating eyes sparkled within her dignified, breathtaking visage.
Before her eyes stood Toudou Shiou Academy—a high school with over a century of history, renowned for its tradition of excelling in both academics and athletics. And now, the most powerful female teacher since the academy’s founding was about to take up her post.
With flawless, immaculate poise, she stepped through the staff entrance.
Her massive bust pushed tightly against her suit from within, tapering down to a snugly cinched waist, which then flared into the voluptuous, ideal curves of her hips. Extending from her short pencil skirt were legs so aesthetically divine they looked like works of art, clad in sheer black pantyhose.
Radiating a sultry allure that felt like pheromones made manifest, she arrived at the reception counter with a cool, collected expression. This woman was none other than the strongest older sister on earth (with paper-thin defenses)—Akashi Yurika.
Entering the staff room, Yurika offered a graceful bow.
“Good morning. I am Akashi Yurika, taking up my appointment starting today. Though I am merely an inexperienced fresh graduate, I humbly ask for your guidance and encouragement.”
Her clear, melodic voice resonated through the room. At the sight of Yurika standing there like a regal queen, the faculty members were instantly captivated.
Those seeing her for the first time stood dazed by her beauty, while even those who had met her before could not help but be enchanted anew. Having entered the working world, Yurika had elevated her radiance to that of a Demon King.
“Well, well, Akashi-sensei! Welcome, welcome!”
Vice Principal Yamada stepped forward. He was a man in his late forties who had served as the head of year when Yurika was a student here.
“Vice Principal, I look forward to working with you.”
“N-No, no, the pleasure is all mine.”
Slightly intimidated by Yurika’s sheer beauty, the vice principal bowed obsequiously. One could hardly tell which of them was the newcomer.
After bowing several times, Yamada gestured for a woman waiting behind him to step forward.
“This is Suetsumu-sensei, your mentor. If you have any questions, feel free to ask her anything. Suetsumu-sensei, I’m counting on you.”
“Y-Yeth...”
Perhaps stiff with nervous tension, the movements of the woman called Suetsumu were thoroughly awkward.
Suetsumu Hanako, twenty-eight years old, currently single. She had a slightly plump, soft-looking figure and wore plain glasses. While she exuded a gentle and kind demeanor, she also gave off a distinct impression of being timid.
Yurika turned toward Hanako.
“Suetsumu-sensei, I look forward to working under your care.”
“H-H-H-Yeth! I-I l-look... forward to workin’ with you!”
When Yurika greeted her, Hanako startled as if frightened out of her skin. She was clearly the type who grew flustered easily.
On the morning of the entrance ceremony, Akashi Yuu stood in front of the school building, gazing up at the newly posted class placement boards on his first day of high school.
“Let’s see, my class is... Ah, there it is.”
Spotting his name, Yuu breathed a sigh of relief.
(Whew, I’m so nervous. The beginning is everything. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say the next three years of my high school life hinge on whether my high school debut succeeds or crashes and burns. I have to make sure my self-introduction doesn’t bomb.)
As Yuu fretted over his first day of high school, a girl came up to bother him as usual. Having checked the class lists, this feisty girl had immediately marched straight over to Yuu: Chuujou Takami.
“Ah! We’re in the same class again, Yuu. Geez, what am I going to do with you?”
Despite claiming she had no choice, Takami wore an unmistakably delighted expression. The way she suddenly smoothed down her blazer made it seem as though she were very conscious of Yuu.
“With Chuujou-san again? We’ve been together forever.”
“Huh? D-Don’t get the wrong idea! I-It’s not like I care about you or anything!”
Even though he hadn’t said anything of the sort, Takami blurted out a textbook tsundere line. Granted, it was ninety percent tsun and very little dere.
Just then, a shadow quietly crept up toward the two of them.
“Oh, my. Being in the same class as you is simply the worst.”
When the two turned around at the voice behind them, they found a slender, stunningly beautiful girl with long black hair standing there.
Her name was Rokujou Aoi—a girl blessed with an exceptionally gorgeous face, yet burdened with a rather troublesome personality.
“R-Rokujou-san is with us too...?”
Seeing Aoi’s face, Yuu silently prayed that things wouldn’t get messy.
However, that wish was swiftly shattered as Takami immediately picked a fight with Aoi.
“Hah? Being stuck with you is the absolute worst for me!”
“My, my. If it isn’t that ill-mannered girl over there... Houjou-san, was it?”
“It’s Chuujou! Besides, you’re always picking fights with me—could it be that you actually want to be my friend or something?”
Hearing the word “friend,” Aoi instantly began to fluster.
“H-Haaah?! D-Don’t flatter yourself! I-It’s not like I care about you in the slightest! It’s only because you keep snapping at me, isn’t it?!”
Now even Aoi was spouting tsundere lines. The atmosphere between them made it impossible to tell whether they were feuding or the best of friends; if anything, she was full-blown tsundere.
Leaving the two bickering girls behind, Yuu headed off to the student entrance on his own. In his experience, the best policy regarding fights between girls was strictly to ignore them. Getting involved carelessly could easily invite a jealous sister’s punishment.
Starting this spring, their parents had relocated to Sapporo, leaving him living alone with Yurika. Just the two of them under one roof—him and his overwhelmingly cute, devastatingly sexy older sister.
(Starting today, I’ll be with Onee-chan at school too. We flirt and fool around constantly at home, but surely she won’t do that at school... Wait, doing something like that is totally in character for Onee-chan!)
Yuu recalled the night they had both confessed their deep love to each other.
(Aaargh, I already told her I love her. Can I really endure this? Lately, it feels like Onee-chan’s punishments have been getting more intense. Whether she’s doing it unconsciously or not, she keeps doing super perverted things to me...)
Shaking his head to banish the lewd thoughts, Yuu slipped his shoes into the locker.
Meanwhile, Yurika was walking through the school building alongside Hanako. While the timid yet earnest Hanako gave explanations, Yurika responded with an equally serious expression.
In contrast, Hanako was utterly terrified of Yurika, who was a transcendent beauty radiating an overwhelming aura of pheromones and intimidation.
“Ugh... Why did I have to be assigned as the mentor for someone so intimidating...? She feels like a queen, the pressure is unreal...”
“Did you say something, Suetsumu-sensei?”
“N-No, nothing at all...!”
Having accidentally spoken her inner thoughts aloud, Hanako panicked when Yurika asked for clarification.
Dignified beauties like Yurika were Hanako’s absolute weakest match. She had been dreading that if she made even the slightest mistake, she would be coldly scoffed at: “Huh? You don't even know something like that, Senpai?”
However, that was a complete misunderstanding. Yurika was merely keeping her game face on so her true colors wouldn’t show; at home, she was a rather sloppy sister who chuckled like a pervert: “Ghehehe.”
As they walked down the corridor maintaining this awkward distance, they passed near an upperclassman homeroom. Several male students called out to Hanako:
“Oh, it’s Hanako-chan!”
“Hanako-chan, how’s it going?”
“Yaaay, Hanako-chaaan!”
While their calls sounded affectionate enough, they appeared to be teasing her.
Hanako was what one might call a plain, busty, bespectacled woman. To the male students, she had evidently solidified her reputation as an easy target for friendly teasing.
“Geez, stop that. It’s Suetsumu-sensei to you.”
Hanako reprimanded them, but the rowdy boys paid no heed.
As the students continued to jeer, Yurika, who had been standing behind her, took a step forward.
Thud!
“Excuse me, you boys! That is incredibly disrespectful to your teacher!”
“““Huh...?”””
With a single sharp rebuke from Yurika, the students fell deathly silent, completely overwhelmed. Their minds were evidently struggling to keep up with the shock and racing heartbeats brought on by the sudden appearance of this queen-like female teacher.
“She is your teacher and your elder. Being friendly is fine, but you must show a bit more respect... Wait, why are you all bent over forward?! When someone is speaking to you, stand up straight and look forward—”
Under Yurika’s lecture, every single male student had doubled over at the waist. A certain part of their anatomy had entered a critical state, forcing them into a forward hunch.
And small wonder. To boys of their age, Yurika’s captivating body was sheer poison to the eyes. They were utterly bewitched by a physique that was the equivalent of a full set of legendary UR equipment: a massive bust that looked ready to burst through her suit, a slender waist curving into a taut, tantalizing rear, and plump, voluptuous thighs.
“Stand up straight, properly!”
At Yurika’s stern command, the boys only bent forward further.
“S-Sorry ma’am!”
“We’ll call her Hanako-sensei from now on!”
“P-Please, have mercy!”
With the sheer impact of their first meeting, she had completely subjugated the students. They looked ready to drop to their knees and swear absolute subservience to Yurika’s devilish beauty.
Snapping out of her daze at this unbelievable spectacle, Hanako finally regained her senses.
“Ah! U-Um, Akashi-sensei. That’s probably enough...”
“Is that so?”
Urged by Hanako, Yurika moved on.
As for Hanako, she was now gazing at her junior colleague with stars in her eyes.
“Akashi-sensei, you’re brand-new, yet your disciplinary skills are incredible. I-I truly respect you!”
It seemed Yurika’s beauty had enslaved even her senior, Hanako. Faced with Yurika’s unfathomable, overwhelming offensive power, she had become thoroughly enamored.
This earned a troubled look from Yurika.
“Um, Suetsumu-sensei, you’re my senior...”
“No, no, no, not at all! In fact, please let me call you Master!”
Rustle!
As Hanako bowed deeply, a book slipped from her bag and dropped to the floor.
“Ah, you dropped something.”
When Yurika picked it up, she saw it was a shota manga titled A Boy’s Perversion.
“Um...”
Swish!
Hanako snatched the manga back with lightning speed, concealed it in her bag, and froze on the spot. Immediately trembling like a leaf, she launched into a frantic defense.
“I-I-I-It’s not what you think! It’s strictly 2D! I would never lay a hand on anyone in real life! Please, just don’t call the police on meee!”
“Err...”
Though momentarily frozen in bewilderment, Yurika quickly collected herself and rested a hand on Hanako’s shoulder.
“Suetsumu-sensei... you have wonderful taste.”
Yurika wore the look of someone who had just discovered a kindred spirit. (I think Suetsumu-sensei and I are going to get along famously,) she thought.
“Akashi-sensei...”
Hanako’s perception of Yurika transformed completely. She had shifted from an intimidating dominatrix queen into an approachable, fellow shota-lover. In her heart, Hanako thought, (I thought she was terrifying at first, but maybe we can actually be friends!)
Thus, the two bonded over their shared one-shota sympathy.
While making his way toward his classroom, Yuu happened to spot Yurika walking alongside Hanako.
“Ah, Onee—”
Yuu almost blurted out “Onee-chan,” but caught himself instantly.
“Good morning.”
“Ah, Yu... Good morning.”
Yurika came within a hair’s breadth of slipping up as well, but managed to hold her ground. They brushed past each other as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
Z-K-Y-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N!!!!
At that exact moment, an ominous psychic shockwave erupted from the woman beside Yurika.
Yuu continued on toward the classroom, leaving only Yurika and an entranced Hanako behind.
“H-H-H-Haah... T-That freshman just now... isn't he wonderful?”
“Excuse me?”
As Hanako murmured while watching Yuu’s departing back, a vein twitched between Yurika’s brows.
“He has such an innocent, pure vibe. He looks just like Shouta-kun from the manga A Boy’s Perversion: Purgatory Arc.”
Snap!
As Hanako’s problematic remarks continued, Yurika’s eyebrows twitched with mounting agitation.
“...Huh? Wait, Akashi-sensei... are you angry about something?”
“Suetsumu-sensei! How can you look upon our students with such eyes?!”
“Y-Yeth! I-I-I’m so s-sorry...!”
Shrinking back in fear, Hanako cowered under Yurika’s sheer intensity.
(Honestly! I thought Suetsumu-sensei was a nice person at first, but she’s clearly someone to watch out for. I have to keep a strict eye on her so she doesn’t lay a finger on Yuu-kun.)
Conveniently setting aside her own behavior, Yurika fumed silently. Any woman who set her sights on Yuu was a person of interest requiring utmost vigilance.
And so, the curtain rose on a tumultuous school life.
Yuu lived in fear of his sister’s ultra-heavy possessiveness and punishments, while Yurika desperately held herself back from letting the mask slip. Just how long could Yuu endure while desperately striving not to get found out by those around them?
Despite being head-over-heels in love with each other, the two weren't even officially dating yet.
And thus, Yuu’s struggle to withstand his sister’s relentless assault—now with rival heroines entering the fray—was about to become even more lewd and chaotic—
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