Vol. 1 Chapter 3.3

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

The air is unbearable due to Mr Fujiwara’s outburst. Time passes, and the class goes on with its aftermath.

The third period arrives, fed up with Fujiwara–san sticking with me around during every break. Minato-sensei, the Japanese history teacher, put the attendance register on the table and said, [Ah, Kijima, go to the headmaster’s office now].

The air in the classroom is 『Oh, not again』. The detectives have come to question us about Mr Kurosawa’s disappearance.

On the first day, they are from the top caste. After that, those with some connection to Kurosawa–san will be interviewed in turn. And today, I was approached because someone probably told them about the day before she disappeared.

I walk down the quiet corridor during class towards the headmaster’s office, next to the staff room on the ground floor. From a passing classroom, I heard, 『Don’t sleep during class, Takasago!　Wake up!』, a teacher’s voice scolds the students and the sound of a piano echoes from the music room.

There is no need to be nervous or frightened. No matter what I do to stand on my head, there is no way they will find out.

“…… Excuse me.”

Stepping into the headmaster’s office, the headmaster is behind a desk at the back of the room. On the reception set in front of him are a man and a woman dressed in suits.

The man is in his forties or so.　He is a large man with a square, masculine face. He is a man with a square-cropped head, which would make sense if he were said to be a judo player.

The woman is in her mid-20s. She has a short cut with peculiarly wavy hair. She has a well-defined face, but looks as strong-willed as Teruya-san. In a word, she is scary.

After all, you probably can’t work as a detective unless you’re like this.

“I apologise for interrupting your learning session.”

The male detective’s interview began with a single word like that.

The male detective mainly listened and did the conversation while the female detective took notes and observed me closely.

As expected, I was called in because someone had mentioned that I had been bullied by them the day before Kurosawa–san’s disappearance.

“Bullying is hard, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I’m not doubting you. You can take it easy. I’m just looking for clues, so if you know anything, let me know.”

“…… It’s an exaggerated situation, but she didn’t just run away from home, didn’t she? And I think Kurosawa-san seems to be playing around.”

The male detective then smiles bitterly.

“On the morning of the day she disappeared, Kurosawa-san was at school. So we have no choice but to consider this case as a disappearance or a kidnapping, not a runaway.”

I feign surprise. Carefully, so as not to overreact.

And then…

“I don’t know if this is helpful. I just heard a girl in my class talking about it. …..”

After such a preface, I mentioned Teruya-san’s name. Furthermore, when I mentioned Teruya-san’s sister’s name, the female detective responded slightly more, [Anna Teruya ……]

At the end of the interview, the male detective taps me on the shoulder and talks to me encouragingly.

“I used to be bullied, too. I hated it, so I worked out hard. Although we can’t intervene in civil matters, we have asked the teachers to teach about bullying, so you’ll be fine now.”

Probably, this person is a very good person. I felt sorry for him, thinking that I would have to waste a lot of his time in the future.

The interrogation lasted about 20 minutes.

After leaving the headmaster’s office, I felt like it would be a hassle to go back to the classroom, so I turned my attention to the rooftop.

I thought about sleeping in the infirmary, but today the weather seems nice and there’s a great bench on the roof for a nap. It doesn’t matter if it’s locked. I could just use the 『passthrough』.

But fortunately, the door to the rooftop was unlocked.

Lying on the bench, the sunlight is very pleasant. Perhaps it was the early summer sun, but my consciousness soon faded away.

×××

I feel like I slept a lot better. I may have been tired, for whatever that’s worth.

When I slowly woke up, I felt a soft touch on the back of my head. Is it a knee pillow?　When I opened my eyes, there was the face of a girl looking into my face.

“….. Fujiwara-san, what are you doing?”

“What do you mean……I was worried that you hadn’t come back at all, but you just fell asleep here. Of course I’d attack you.”

“Oh, am I being attacked here? I mean, you’re skipping class, you’re delinquent!”

“Fu–min is going to say that? Too bad, it’s already lunchtime. I was going to have lunch with you”

“I didn’t promise you, though, did I?’

“Be quiet. Fu–min don’t know enough about being a boyfriend.”

“I’m not aware of anything.”

“Muuuuu…..”

Fujiwara–san’s cheeks puffed out in frustration. But her mouth twists into a smile like a child who has just thought of a prank.

“Then, I’ll show you with my body. You know what I did, right? What do you think? Would you like to experience the erotic techniques taught by a greasy old man?”

“I’ve never seen anyone use……their black history as a selling point.”

“It’s too late to be disappointed now.”

“I don’t like that about you.”

A week ago, I would have panicked if someone had told me that she would remind me physically, but now it’s too late.

“Well, that’s fine. Once you’ve tasted it, you’ll never want to leave me. It might be too much for a virgin, though”

“I’m not a virgin”

“Yes yes, you don’t have to put on airs. I haven’t had any sex since I came here. And it’s been more than two years, so I’m practically a virgin.”

Then she started rubbing my crotch from the top of my pants.

“What virgin has such erotic hands?”

“Ahaha, look at how hard it got after just a little touch. At this rate, it’s going to be easy to make you come.”

As she said this, she unbuckled my belt with one hand, undid my zipper, and pulled out my cock.

She’s amazingly skillful. She’s too good at it.

But as soon as she saw my thing, her eyes rolled back in her head.

“……Fu–min, isn’t this a little too evil?”

There was no way I was comparing myself to anyone else.

It’s true that Kurosawa-san was talking about how big it was, but I thought it was because Kasuya-kun’s was too small. However, judging from Fujiwara’s reaction, this was not the case.

“I’ve seen about 20 dicks in my life, but I’ve never seen anything like this. It’s thick, it’s long, and it’s got lots of veins…..”

Saying that, she gripped my cock in her hand and started squeezing it unreservedly.

The smooth, slippery feel of her hand was pleasant. And different from what I felt when I did it myself.

“Fu–min, you look calm, but you’re really excited, aren’t you?　It’s pulsing, it’s throbbing. And it’s really hard.”

“……Not even close”

When I cowered, Fujiwara-san looked pissed off.

“Fu–min, why don’t you sit on the bench?”

She sat me down on the bench, knelt between my legs, and pulled my pants down to my knees.

“You’ve got Cowper-chan sticking out of the end. Geez, it’s such a waste. Chu….”

“Fuaa……!?”

She licked it without any hesitation, and I let out an involuntary cry.

“ Reruru —Ahaha. Ochinpo-chan, you made me jumpy. ……n-chu, chu-chu, chu-chu…..n-chu. I think you’re going to cum soon”

“Is that so?”

However, this comment ignited Fujiwara-san’s fire.

“Oh, you’re being so bossy? Reru, Nnchu…..then I’ll boned you with my erotic technique.”

Rolling the whole thing in her mouth, licking and stretching the wrinkles of the scrotum. The stimulation is not strong, but it is a feeling I have never felt before. It is an indescribable feeling of comfort, like being soaked in a hot spring.

And then, she moves towards the pole with a lick and now licks the trunk of her body sideways, sucking on it as if she were playing a harmonica, and then, Bu~tsu! Bu~tsu! sounds as if she were playing a harmonica.

This too was not very stimulating, but it was very pleasant.

The frustrating stimulation made me feel my crotch tense up to the point of pain.

‘…..She’s messing with me’

She barely touched the most sensitive part of my glans for a while.

And when she picked it up again, this time she licked up the underside with her slick tongue. As soon as she did, a thrilling sensation shot up my spine, and I let out an involuntary [Uuu].

“Ahaha, how is it? You’re starting to get the urge to stick it in my mouth, right?”

Fujiwara-san was proud of herself, but her eyes were swirling with desire and extremely horny.

“Well, now I’ll show you a trick that no girl can ever duplicate”

Then she took my cock in her mouth and swallowed it, making a slurping sound as she did so.

“Nchu, Slurp, Fufu, How is it? It feels gwood, right? It mwust bwe greawt……Npu”

And before I knew it, her lips were at the base of my cock and swallowed my penis completely.

To be honest, I was surprised by this.

To be honest, this surprised me. Considering the length of my thing, it should have reached the back of her throat and around her chest, but she didn’t seem to be in any pain at all.

On the contrary, she even has room to smile and make a W-piece with the tip of her nose in my pubic hair.

“Uuu,uuu……”

And then, as she slurps and pulls out, a sharp, almost waist-shattering stimulation hits my thing. It was a terrifying deep throat, a marvellous stroke.

“Haha, I managed to get all of it in. Fu–min penis is so big, it was a little bit painful…”

She giggled and began to lick up my cock, which was glistening with saliva, carefully from the base with her tongue.

“Nnnnaa, well then….”

She sucked on my cock again and started to move her face back and forth violently.

“Npo, Nju, Jupo, Jupo, Jubo”

Her cheeks were puffed up from the intense suction, and she has a very lewd face from sucking on the cock.

“Ju, Jyupu, Jyupu, Jyupu, Gupo, Gupo, Gupo”

Greedy mouth-to-mouth oral extraction and transmission. It seems that this intensity is about to come to an end. While leaking obscene juicing sounds from her mouth, the way she bites down on the meat stick is even like a hungry beast.

“Wwa–wait! Hey, hey, wait, wait a minute.”

“Nchumu…… no!”

When I panicked as I nearing my limit, she put her hands firmly around my waist and began to swallow the meaty rod, deep down her throat again.

“Chu, Nchu, Jururu, Chupa, Chuuu !?”

The intense sucking and the stimulation of it made my eyes go blank, as if they had exploded.

“Ugh!!”

There is no way I can endure this. When I thought my lower abdomen was shaking violently, the dam broke at once.

At that moment, Fujiwara-san quickly removed my cock from her mouth. She then opened her mouth wide and moved her palm under her face and started to catch the sprinkling of semen with her entire face.

Byu! Byuru! Bururururu!

A large amount of semen stained her face as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide.The semen that dripped down her cheeks and lips fell onto her palm, creating a white puddle of semen.

‘Byu……!’

And when the last drop hits her cheek, she smiles seductively, looks up at me, and begins to drink the semen that has accumulated on her palm in one gulp.

‘Nku, Nku, Nku …’

She swallowed hard, wagging her throat as she swallowed the slimy semen. Finally, she smiled, showing her white teeth while her face was covered in semen.

I am stunned. Around the time Fujiwara–san laughs, the pre-bell chime rings, signalling the end of lunch break.

“Oh my god, it’s so sticky because of Fumin.”

“No, I didn’t say I wanted to …… shoot you in the face.”

“But you did, didn’t you?”

“I …… did.”

“Nfuhu……honest Fumin is cute. Well then, Ochinpo-chan, I’m going to clean you up.”

Saying that, she again sucks my cock again.

“Chu, chu, chu … chuuu …”

She lovingly took my cock in her mouth and began to suck up all the remaining sperm in my urethra.

“Khu,,,uuuuu..?!”

I was so sensitive because I had just come, I couldn’t help but wriggle when the sharp-edged stimulation hit me.

“Okay, thanks for the food. Now you can put your penis away. I’ll go to the nearest toilet to wash my face, so you go back to the classroom first.”

“Y-yeah….”

I left the rooftop with my hair pulled back. When I turned around, I saw Fujiwara-san waving at me.

After I returned to the classroom, I felt a strange gaze on me.

Back in the classroom, all my classmates’ gazes stab me at once.

It’s not hard to imagine that their lunchtime topic of conversation has shifted from Kurosawa-san up until yesterday to the relationship between me and Fujiwara-san. Frankly, I wish they would give me a break.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t eaten lunch. I thought about eating a little before the teacher arrived, but I don’t have the courage to open up my lunch box under this very unkind gaze.

Then shortly after the fifth period started, the door at the back of the room opened and a female student walked into the classroom.

It was Fujiwara-san…..But probably the same question was floating in the minds of all my classmates.

‘……Who?!’

No, I know. I know it.

The blonde side-tail hair, the brown skin, the revealing blouse and the ridiculously short skirt.

No matter how one looks at her, she could only be Fujiwara-san, but only her face is a different person. She is a beautiful girl with droopy eyes and a calm atmosphere.

“Ah, I’m late, I’m late~! I’m sorry, Sensei, but I’m having a hard time with the menstrual period…”

Such a girl came into the classroom with her usual stupid remarks, just like Fujiwara-san.

That’s a bit of a scare. Of course I’m confused. It’s simply that her make-up has fallen off, but she’s a different person, to the point where I wonder how much make-up she usually wears.

Even as a man, I had no choice but to shut up when she said something about menstruation.

The teacher replied with a puzzled [O-okay] and then did not blame her in particular.

×××

“What do you think, Inomoto-senpai?”

On the way to the parking lot, I asked the senior detective who was working on this case with me.

“Nn? What do you mean?”

“About that student, Fumio Kijima”

Inomoto-senpai put his hand on his chin and lowered his eyebrows a little.

“Oh, I think that kid is definitely going to be bullied. He has that kind of vibe. He doesn’t have the guts or the ability to take revenge. He’s the type of person who lives in the world while sulking. I feel sorry for him”

“……Is that true?”

“What’s the matter, is there something on your mind?”

“No, at first glance he looks frightened, but sometimes he has a strange air of confidence in his face……Did you notice that?”

“What?”

“When you asked about Misuzu Kurosawa, he was the only one who answered in the present tense, unlike the other girls. He said, 『She seems like she’s playing around』. There were other girls who said the same thing, but they all said 『She seems to have been playing around』 I thought maybe he knew about Misuzu Kurosawa’s current state……”

“I think that’s a bit of a stretch. That much would be normal to say”

“But there are no other clues, so I thought I’d stick around for a while”

“Well, I don’t mind, but your…… wedding is coming up. Don’t push yourself too hard. If you don’t, you’re going to be scolded by Nakamura”

I―― Ryoko Terashima will become Ryoko Nakamura in about a month.

My fiancé is Takehiko Nakamura-san, a classmate of Inomoto-senpai.

He is a senior employee of the main office.

I have no intention of marrying and retiring, but I would like to end this disappearance as my last hurdle as a bachelor.

×××

I ran out of the classroom as soon as class was over, as if to get away from Fujiwara-san.

Despite my haste, she easily caught up with me, which was a shame.

I hate my lack of stamina.

“Fu–min, that’s terrible! You’re leaving your girlfriend behind and going home ahead of her, that’s bad!”

“You’re not my girlfriend!”

“Ahaha, there you go again”

“Stop playing around like it’s a joke”

“Really, Fu–min, you’ve got a very bad sense of humour. It’s time to pay the price”

“Price, What price!”

“We’re going in the same direction, so let’s have fun and go home.”

“No, I’m tired of being dragged along by you.”

“That’s worrying, so let’s go and take a break somewhere”

“If you put 『go』 in there, it changes the nuance, okay? That’s even more tiring!”

“Well, well, why don’t we take a break at my place? I’ll introduce you to my dad”

“Are you kidding me!?”

“Eh, that’s fine. Just say hello and I’ll take care of everything else.”

“Everything else?”

“Yeah, I’ll book the wedding venue, apply for a student marriage licence, arrange the new house, come up with 20 names for the kids. I’ll even arrange for Dad’s inheritance and write the names on the tablets!”

“What’s that horrible pattern logic? Just because I say hello, you’re going to arrange for my life to end!”

“That’s just perfect. So, you! Marry me! If tonight is our first night, I am OK! I’ll love our children very much and I want to have them as soon as possible. I want a lot of them”

“Worrisome…..I’ve been spotted by the most ridiculous person”

All the talk about whether or not she was my girlfriend or not was instantly left behind about a hundred light years away.

They say marriage is the graveyard of life, but the graveyard is coming at me as fast as an Olympic short-distance athlete.

It is true that Fujiwara-san is an unexpectedly beautiful girl when she takes off her flashy makeup.

And if she stopped tanning and wore a white one-piece dress, she would be as beautiful as Kurosawa-san and if she doesn’t talk too much.

An ojousama, a beautiful girl, and a devoted type.

If I think about it, she is a very rare and excellent girl.

She is an excellent property, which is usually hard to find.

‘She’s supposed to be the one I will take my revenge on…’

However, it is also true that I have almost lost the desire to take revenge. But……

Fujiwara-san, who may have guessed what I was thinking, whispered into my ear.

“Rather than getting your hopes up for Masaki-chi, there’s a girl who loves Fu–min. And here she is”

“UU–uuu…”

I know it’s pathetic, but when she says that, my heart wavers. If I put aside the issue of marriage, Fujiwara-san is certainly cute.

And to tell the truth, I don’t think my chances of dating Masaki-chan are very high either.

‘But it’s not zero, right? ……’

I involuntarily dropped my head. Then──

“Hey, it’s Masaki-chan.”

Fujiwara-san suddenly said that and tilted her head.

When I looked in the direction she pointed, I saw Masaki-chan sitting on a bench in a small children’s park in a residential area.

“What’s she doing in that place? Masaki-chi.”

Indeed, this park is off the route back to Masaki’s house. Her house is two stops away by train, and this one is in the opposite direction from the station.

How do I know where Masaki-chan lives?　Of course it’s because I’ve followed her.

Fujiwara-san hides with me unintentionally in the bush.

“Why are we hiding?……Come on, let’s go.”

“No, you can go, goodbye, Fujiwara-san”

“Buuuuu……”

I ignored Fujiwara-san, who puffed out her cheeks in a big puff, and stared at Masaki-chan.

In one word, pretty. Be that as it may, she is awfully concerned about her watch. Is she meeting someone?

After watching her for a while, I see one boy step into the park.

I winced at the sight of that male student walking up to Masaki’s side, lightly raising his hand.

“Why”

It was Kurosawa-san’s boyfriend, Kasuya-kun.

As soon as she noticed him entering the park, Masaki-chan stood up, leaving her bag on the bench, and walked over to him.

Her face was somewhat tense. She was talking to Kasuya-kun in a somewhat fidgety manner.

“I can’t hear what she’s saying. I’ll try to get a little closer”

“Wait, wait!? Fu–min!”

I shake off Fujiwara–san’s hand, which tries to restrain me, and move from bushes to bushes.

When I get as close as just three metres, Masaki-chan suddenly clings to Kasuya-kun’s chest.

“…..I know it’s cheating. I don’t care if you still like Misuzu-chan. Please, Junichi. Please go out with me. I want you to be my girlfriend.”

For a moment, I felt as if my eyes had gone completely dark.

――I don’t feel like going out with anyone.

The shadow of the window frame draws a plaid pattern on the floor in the library where the setting sun shines through. The image of Masaki-chan, silently keeping her eyes down, flashes back in my mind.

―― I don’t feel like going out with anyone.

Oh, I see. I’m the only one who’s stupid.

It’s only me who’s an idiot for believing the person I’m supposed to take revenge on.

While I was stunned, the two disappeared from the park.

I brushed the dirt from my knees and stood up.

“Fu–min….that’s”

Behind me, I heard Fujiwara-san’s worried voice.

‘Don’t worry, It’s okay……there’s nothing wrong’

However, as soon as I turned around, Fujiwara-san choked out, [Hii?!] and her voice choked in the back of her throat.

‘Haha, it’s terrible that you’re surprised to see someone’s face, Fujiwara–san.’

“Well, it’s time to go home.”

“Oh, um, yeah……”

Fujiwara–san stood there stunned. He did not follow me.

And….

At midnight that day, I locked up Masaki Haneda.

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