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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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The next day…
I arrived at school with Miyuki and frowned as soon as Tetsuya walked in. His hairstyle had changed.
“Tetsuya-kun, you’re here? We have a pop quiz in the afternoon class, so make sure to re…view…”
Miyuki also noticed his strange hair and trailed off mid-greeting, looking bewildered.
“I changed my hairstyle a little… What do you think?”
Tetsuya asked, scratching the back of his head, looking embarrassed as he gauged our reactions.
“…W-Well… I don’t know how to explain this…”
Miyuki chuckled awkwardly. It seemed she was trying to be considerate by holding back, but… she needed to be honest. Otherwise, it would be a nuisance to everyone else.
I stood up and walked over to Tetsuya, pointing at the semicircular indent in his sideburns.
“Where did you get this done?”
“At the local barbershop yesterday… I didn’t want my sideburns to stick out like mushrooms, so I asked them to flatten them a bit… Is it weird?”
This wasn’t flattening; it was like his skull had been compressed. If he got an X-ray, his temporal lobe would probably be concave.
How did he even end up with this hairstyle? It didn’t look like a down perm… Did they use a sharp ice cream scoop or something?
I suddenly became curious about the barber’s skills. As much as I loathed Tetsuya, I couldn’t let this slide as a fellow man.
“Go to a salon in the city today and get a proper haircut. A short one.”
Tetsuya’s face contorted strangely as he heard my advice. He seemed to finally realize that something was wrong with his hair.
“I-Is it that bad?”
“You didn’t think it was weird?”
“I thought it looked okay…”
“It looks fucking awful, so just get it cut again later. And wear a hat until class starts to flatten it all down.”
“I don’t have a hat with me…”
“Then wet your hair and flatten it, you dumbass.”
“O-Okay…”
He should be grateful I saved him from becoming a laughingstock, this bastard. If he copied my hairstyle again like he did last summer break, I wouldn’t be so lenient next time.
After that minor incident, class started.
I clicked my tongue as I watched Tetsuya fidgeting with his hair. I turned my head when Miyuki poked my side.
“What?”
She smiled brightly, pointing at the corner of her notebook without saying a word. I looked and saw a sentence written in her neat handwriting:
[It was nice of you to be kind. But the swearing wasn’t.]
So she was bothered by me calling Tetsuya “dumbass.”
I shrugged indifferently. Miyuki’s eyebrows twitched, and she picked up her mechanical pencil, adding another sentence below the first:
[Swearing is bad.]
Couldn’t she let “dumbass” slide? It was just like Miyuki to be uncompromising when it came to swearing and violence.
I turned to the blackboard, a disgruntled expression on my face. Just then,
*slide*
Miyuki slipped her warm hand inside my pants and gently fondled me over my underwear. She maintained a perfectly composed facade, pretending to pay attention to the lesson and looking at her textbook.
It seemed she wanted to reward me for my good deed earlier. It had been a while since I received a reward in class. I had been waiting for this.
Anticipating Miyuki’s actions, I calmly moved closer to my desk, blocking the view from the other side. Then, mimicking Miyuki’s nonchalance, I fixed my gaze on my textbook and began to enjoy her touch.
“…Gasp.”
Miyuki rested her chin on her hand, her elbow propped on the desk. She slowly stroked my cock without batting an eye. The classroom setting, combined with the presence of so many people, made the act incredibly thrilling.
I was worried someone might notice. It was exhilarating. Did Miyuki not have any such concerns? Or maybe she trusted me to keep it hidden…
I tapped Miyuki’s arm, signaling her to stop. But her hand kept moving.
“…”
I looked at her, dumbfounded, but she continued to pretend to pay attention to the lesson. Did she seriously intend to make me cum here? Or was she unaware that I was about to reach my limit?
If I came without warning, the smell would be overwhelming. I was worried about the aftermath. I didn’t care about myself, but I didn’t want Miyuki’s image to be tarnished.
“…Hey.”
I called out to Miyuki in a voice so low that no one could hear unless they were right next to me. She glanced at me, her eyes darting to my lips. Seeing my mouthed words, “I’m going to cum,” she let out a short, disappointed sigh and pulled her hand out of my pants.
Then, like a pervert, she brought her hand, the one that had been touching my cock, to her nose and sniffed it. At that moment,
“Matsuda.”
The teacher called out.
I saw Miyuki flinch and pull her hand down.
“Yes…?” I replied.
“Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?”
“Uh… I don’t know…? I feel hot.”
“Then go to the nurse’s office. If you’re sick, just say so. There’s no point in keeping it to yourself.”
In the past, the teacher wouldn’t have cared if I was sick. But now, he was showing concern. If he knew the truth, he would be giving me detention, not expressing concern.
I was about to say I was fine, but a sudden idea made me change my mind. I stood up and exchanged glances with Miyuki, subtly signaling her to follow me.
She shook her head, hesitant. But only for a moment. As I slumped my shoulders, pretending to be disappointed, and turned to leave the classroom, she raised her hand and said to the teacher,
“Um… Matsuda-kun has been mumbling to himself and blinking repeatedly. He doesn’t look well. I’ll take him to the nurse’s office.”
“Really? Alright, then. Go ahead.”
I walked out of the classroom with Miyuki’s not-quite-support. As soon as the door closed behind us, she crossed her arms. I grinned and teased her.
“How can you lie so shamelessly with a straight face?”
“…Don’t say that. I’ll get mad.”
“Sorry, sorry.”
“So, why did you call me out…?”
It was funny that she asked, knowing full well the answer. I shrugged and looked around. The hallway was quiet. The atmosphere was strange.
“You said I had to go to the nurse’s office.”
“You’re not actually going…”
“Let’s move somewhere else first.”
“Where…?”
“I’m not sure.”
In situations like these, you just had to follow your instincts.
I took Miyuki’s hand and walked up the stairs without a word. Past the second-floor hallway, up to the third floor. The rooftop was just above, but it was getting stale, considering all the things we had done there, even if it wasn’t often.
Should we do it in the third-floor bathroom? Or maybe in front of the student council room?
“Why did we come all the way up here…? Let’s go somewhere else.”
As I was pondering my options, Miyuki grumbled and tried to pull her hand away. I turned and looked at her intently.
“…Why?”
At first, she met my gaze, but then, as if sensing something unsettling, she took a step back and leaned against the wall.
“What is it…? Don’t tell me you’re thinking of… doing it here…?”
Her voice trembled slightly. I placed my arm against the wall beside her head, pressing myself close to her, shielding her face from view.
“Matsuda-kun…! What are you doing…!”
Miyuki stamped her foot, having seen the look in my eyes. As much of a scoundrel as I was, I wasn’t planning on having sex here. She was overestimating me. Unless it was a school holiday, maybe.
I kissed Miyuki’s forehead as her eyes darted nervously. Then, as she looked up at me, surprised by the sudden sweet gesture, I brought my lips close to hers and asked,
“Is this not allowed either?”
My playful tone made Miyuki blush. She realized she had overreacted. Flustered, she gently pushed my shoulder.
“Th-This is as far as it goes. No more…”
“I didn’t say we were going to do anything.”
“What are you talking about…! You gestured for me to come out here…!”
“You’re the one who came out. You didn’t have to.”
“And then you looked all dejected when I said no…! W-Well, I’m going back in.”
“Already? If you go back now, they’ll think you abandoned me on the way to the nurse’s office.”
“I don’t care… I’d rather they think… Mmmph…!”
Miyuki’s chattering was cut short as I captured her lips with mine. Startled, she struggled and tried to push me away, but,
“Hah…”
She quieted down as I began to gently tease her gums with my tongue. Or rather, she didn’t quiet down, she became more active.
Not only had we snuck out of class, but we were also making out in the hallway where other students could see us. This was a clear violation of school rules, and we would definitely get detention if we were caught.
Miyuki, a member of the student council who knew the school rules inside and out, was fully aware of this, yet she wrapped her arms around my neck and began to eagerly kiss me back.
As I explored her mouth, feeling her body heat rising, I gently pressed my fingers against her ribs. She let out a gasp, and her legs suddenly buckled. Her knees bent, and she began to slide down the wall. She would have collapsed onto the floor, but my leg was between hers, preventing her fall.
“…Hmm…”
Miyuki let out a relieved hum and settled onto my thigh. She even slipped her hands inside my shirt, lightly scratching my skin.
Miyuki was becoming bolder and more sensual with each passing day, yet she remained assertive and confident. I was crazy about her.
We kissed for a long time, the soft sounds echoing in the quiet hallway. Then,
“Gasp…! Oh my god…!”
A startled gasp came from down the hall. It seemed like a third-year senior had returned from somewhere during class.
Miyuki flinched at the sound of the uninvited guest. I pressed myself closer to her, shielding her from view, and continued kissing her.
“Seriously… what the…”
The girl grumbled, seemingly disgusted, and walked away. I pulled away from Miyuki’s lips and grinned at her as she gazed up at me with dazed, slightly teary eyes.
“Just this much?”
If the girl we had been seen with went to the staff room or told the teacher, we would definitely get detention. It would be especially bad for Miyuki, being a member of the student council. And I was also at risk, considering the demerits I had accumulated last semester.
But it wouldn’t be so bad. Not because we were specifically targeted, but…
It would be interesting to see Miyuki’s reaction if a rumor spread about an unidentified couple engaging in lewd acts in the third-floor hallway, and the next day, a notice appeared on the bulletin board: “[Disciplinary action will be taken against any students caught engaging in public displays of affection.]”
“…Y-Yes… Let’s stop here…”
Hearing her shy reply, I asked,
“Shall we go?”
“G-Go to the nurse’s office and tell them you have a headache… and come back before the next class… If we go back together now, they’ll definitely be suspicious…”
So she wanted me to create an alibi for the teacher. I doubted he would check, but I had to reassure Miyuki.
“Alright.”
“A-And I’ll teach you what you missed in class during lunch… Keep that in mind…”
“Do you really have to do that?”
“Yes…! Finals are coming up soon… you dummy…”
She was always using that excuse to make me study.
I smoothed down Miyuki’s messy bangs and straightened her wrinkled shirt.
“Okay, okay. Let’s go down to the first-floor hallway together.”
“No… What if someone sees us…?”
“Then I’ll make up an excuse. Let’s go.”
“…Okay.”
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Thanks Neko!
Thx for the chapter ❤️