Vol. 1 Chapter 3.2

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

A moment before morning homeroom.

As usual, I pretended to be asleep in my seat.

Today is Wednesday. It was last Wednesday when I was surrounded by Kasuya and his friends, so exactly one week has passed since then.

Kurosawa-san’s disappearance has already been covered on TV and in the newspapers. However, none of them have been very big on it. She is a celebrity at school. Even though she is a reader model for a magazine, that’s all there is to it.

As far as I know, only one male-oriented popular gossip magazine wrote about the disappearance of a very common high school girl and that she was a reader’s model. It was also tied up with the sexual promiscuity of young people, and settled on the commonplace conclusion that 『she’s probably having a good time with a guy somewhere anyway』.

Right now, the conversation that can be heard leaking from everywhere in the classroom is all about Kurosawa–san

And it was surprisingly interesting to listen to the conversations with an unsuspecting face.

Delusions without a shred of truth, starting with 『I heard that a friend of a friend told me…』

A rival modelling agency may have kidnapped her because she was getting in the way of a newly launched model, or some bigwig may have taken a liking to her during a [Casting Couch] and bought her out, or some such ridiculous story is told as if it were true.

(TL: 枕営業= the practice of soliciting sexual favors from a job applicant in exchange for employment in the entertainment industry, primarily acting roles.)

According to their fantasies, the modelling agency was now like a mafia, a human trafficking organisation that was too bad.

What was unexpected was that Kasuya-kun was rather seriously exhausted.

Even today, the top caste people are hanging around Kasuya-kun’s desk, but the sight of Kasuya-kun with his exhausted face smiling affectionately, and the people taking care of him and having casual conversations with him, is something I can’t help but feel sorry for.

Of course, I don’t feel sorry for them, though.

“Sup–everyone!”

As I was looking at the scenery, Fujiwara–san came into the classroom as usual, looking languid.

Nothing has changed from yesterday. She is still the same, a gal gal slacker.

It’s said that she’s one of the best Ojousama around here, but she’s a disgrace to the Ojousama community.

I don’t know.

She throws her bag, decorated with badges as usual, onto her desk and heads……towards the top caste of people who hang around Kasuya-kun’s desk.

‘Eh? Go on! Don’t come this way! Don’t come here!…. She came over here.’

“Morninー!Fu–min”

When I tried to pass it off as pretending to be asleep, she poked me on the cheek with her fingertips.

“Wake up~, Fu~min, wake up~, I’m here ♪”

“Daa──! What do you want!”

When I raised myself up, I saw her cleavage in front of me.

‘Cleavage?’

It’s amazing how the latest 『pull it together and lift it up』 technology can create cleavage even with such devastatingly poor breasts.

I didn’t expect to be reminded of the excellence of Japan’s industrial technology by the cleavage of a schoolgirl’s breasts.

“Ahaha, you’re awake. Good mornin ♪”

“Don’t come over here”

“Uwaa, that’s awful. Still, I don’t care what you say…… But look at them first”

When I turned my eyes to where she was pointing with her finger, I saw a group of top caste people hanging out around Kasuya-kun’s desk.

There was Teruya-san, who was looking up at him and nodding along to Kasuya-kun’s conversation.

“It’s really impossible to mix with them, right?”

“Ah……”

To be honest, I don’t remember Teruya-san being in that group much, but even if she was, it wouldn’t be too strange. Maybe she was just avoiding Kurosawa-san until now. Because there’s no way she wants to see a girl she thinks she can’t win making out with a boy she likes.

“But that doesn’t mean you have to come over here.”

“Even if you said that, the only other person I’m close to is Fumin.”

“We’re not really close.”

“Ah! Is that what you want to say? It’s okay, Fu–min is easy to talk to and fun to be with. Maybe we should start dating”

“Are you an idiot?”

“That’s fine, right? You were rejected by Masaki-chan, after all”

“I wasn’t rejected”

“Oh, here it is again. As expected of my boyfriend, he’s got a strong mental”

“Who’s your boyfriend! Who! Tsk….. I’ll tell you about it. After that, I had a talk with Masaki-chan. When we were on the library duty”

“Eh…?”

Fujiwara–san, for some reason, appeared to be very dismayed.

“But Masaki-chan said she has no intention of dating anyone”

“What?…… Don’t startle me”

I raised my index finger and waved it, [Tsk tsk].

“That’s annoying.”

“Shut up and just listen like an adult. Since Masaki-chan wants to be a good friend, I took the liberty of asking her. I asked her if there was any chance that we could become lovers. ……What do you think she said?”

“I dunno”

“She said it wasn’t impossible.”

Fujiwara–san made a very subtle face.

“I knew it! You’ve been dumped!”

“That’s not the point! It’s just that there’s a possibility! I said I want to be good friends with you!That’s the first step of many potential boyfriends.”

“……Hey, why are you showing me the moment you became a stalker, ah?”

“I’m not a stalker!”

“Don’t turn away from what’s painful, let’s face reality. Ah, I can see it in your eyes. I can see you twitching when we talked about the possibility”

“I’m not twitching! Eh, wait? Am I really twitching…?”

“Even if you ask me……. That’s fine. After all, bullied children should be with other bullied children. I’m the type of person who’s always on the go. Hey! You should go out with me! Let’s be a couple!”

“Idiot”

“So, shall we make love? Do you love me?”

“Don’t make it sound so smart! I mean, even if you rephrase it like a cliché, it doesn’t sound smart at all!”

“Isn’t that fine? If I go out with Fu–min….. Teruya-chan won’t think I’m messing with Kasuya-chi, right?”

‘Oh, I see, that’s how it is….’

If I had to go along with that kind of appeal, she would have no problem.

Just as I was about to take a deep breath to clearly say no, I heard the voice of a long-haired Tateoka-kun from Kasuya-kun’s seat.

“O–iii, Mai–chan. What are you doing there?”

He seemed to have noticed Fujiwara-san. And he glanced at me and opened his mouth happily.

“Ahaha, Mai-chan, don’t do that. If you tease Kijima-chan any more, he might jump off the building. I don’t want to get a part-time job to pay for the incense”

Immediately, the people around me burst into laughter.

‘……Say what you like!’

But for some reason, Fujiwara-san looked annoyed, and suddenly took my hand.

“Wait, what?”

She looked at me in panic and spoke.

“That’s not the case, Fu–min and I are friends like this!”

With that, she presses my hand to her breast.

This is the picture of a male student grabbing a gal’s breast.

Yes, out! Completely out! This is not a joke.

I pulled my hand back in a panic and shook my head broadly.

“No, it’s not!”

“It’s not different! You don’t have to be embarrassed. We’ve shown each other our naked bodies.”

“You’re the only one who was naked!”

At that moment, the air in the classroom froze.

“Aa….”

By the time I realised my mistake, it was already after the carnival. The atmosphere was filled with festive music and celebration.

Can you imagine the atmosphere at this moment?

The stares of the boys, full of astonishment and jealousy. The stares of the girls, so curious. But for me, it seemed like a lethal number of gazes were gathering.

It’s just unreasonable. It’s not worth it for me to take on the men’s hatred in exchange for the feel of her breasts, even if they are still raw.

In the midst of such a fierce atmosphere that everyone hesitates to open their mouths, Fujiwara–san looks around and smiles, showing her white teeth.

“Fu–min is my boyfriend, so please don’t touch him! I won’t give him to anyone! Ehehe……”

Fujiwara-san hugged my head as if to hold me.

“Ehehe! We’re a certified couple”

“Eeeeee!? Wait, wait a minute.”

Fujiwara-san presses my face against her breasts, or rather her breast pads, without caring about my confusion.

As soon as she did, I heard the scream [Kyaa–] from the girls.

And then there was an angry shout from the boys. ‘Is this it? ……’

It seemed that I had stepped on a huge land mine.

And as I desperately pushed my face away from Fujiwara’s breast, I saw Masaki-chan, who looked like she had just entered the classroom, at the entrance of the classroom, tilting her head with a puzzled look on her face.

×××

At the same time–

“I see, because it ended before she experienced poor sex, she has only hope that the sex like FumiFumi.”

“Yes, and the fact that he is the boyfriend to whom she gave her……virginity is also a big factor.”

I smiled as I listened to Freesia’s report.

That boyfriend, Kasuya or whatever he’s called, can’t imagine that she’s just barely staying on the edge thanks to the huge mistake of inserting and immediately ejaculating the first time they had sex.

“If we continue to deepen the brainwashing, I’m sure she’ll reach『Subjugated』 in the near future, but I think it’ll be difficult to corrupt her completely. It is a matter of trial and error. It just for example, how about letting Torture regenerate her virgin membrane and offer it to FumiFumi–sama?”

I put my finger on my chin and thought about it.

“Hmmm, that might not make much sense……”

By the way, Torture, like Freesia, is a servant of mine, a fallen angel with the power to heal any injury.

“So, how is Kurosawa-chan doing?”

“She’s currently masturbating”

“Hmm?”

“As soon as I was out of sight, she started to get excited. I think she’s ruminating on yesterday’s play……”

“Her…… body is really corrupted, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s already quite a lot.”

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