Vol. 4 Chapter 4.4

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by Kaepinned

“I’m telling you Devi. Lili doesn’t want you to cry, Devi.”

“I told you, I won’t cry!”

The devil child snapped her fingers in a very arrogant tone when I raised my voice.

Then, even though there seemed to be no speaker, an audio noise echoed throughout the room.

“『Damn it, you guys…don’t just fooling around, Kimo-jima is still alive and well.』”

It was Jun-kun’s voice that I heard. It seemed to be a bit languid, but it was definitely Jun-kun’s voice.

“The voice was recorded during a lunch break the day after FumiFumi was attacked by unknown thugs, Devi.”

The lunch break the day after Fumio was attacked was the day I asked Jun-kun to stop the juniors. Jun-kun did indeed say that he was going to talk to the juniors during the lunch break.

When I listened to the conversation, Jun-kun was talking to the juniors about not attacking him anymore. Although there were some nuances that were a bit tricky, it was not that he was saying anything strange.

However, the conversation gradually turned into something fishy.

“『So you’re saying that Kimo-Jima is irrelevant?』”

“『Why would he not be irrelevant? I’ve been following Rin around, you know. That’s just fine, isn’t it? It’s like pest control. Spread the rumour that he kidnapped her even further.』”

‘Wa, wait a minute? Does this mean that Jun-kun knew that the missing girl was safe? Does this mean he knew and had his juniors spread bad rumours about Fumio?’

Then I realised the meaning of that one word.

“『Don’t fuck it up.』”

That meant that it was actually Jun-kun who used his juniors to attack Fumio?

“『The fact that he’s dating Mai is also irritating, and recently he’s been eyeing Misuzu as well. I think it’s best to crush idiots like that before he got the wrong idea.』”

“『Ah, I see, that’s how it is, isn’t it? Senpai is doing for Misuzu-senpai’s sake.』”

‘For me? Don’t be stupid! I don’t want that! Don’t tell me that I’m his monopoly!’

I was sceptical about whether this audio was authentic, but now I was convinced.

The only thing I had ever wanted Jun-kun to stop doing was saying that everything was for me.  Then──

“『Well, senpai!　Have you had sex with Misuzu-senpai yet?』”

“『How was it?　Is it the best?』”

“『Of course it’s obvious. But, well, it seems that Misuzu is more crazy about me. I made her squeal, saying 『Come deeper and so on』. Misuzu wants to be fucked hard, so it’s hard work.』”

The image of Jun-kun smiling and rubbing the bridge of his nose with his finger flashed through my mind. It was a habit he had when he was proud of himself.

Immediately, I let out a [uwaa…….it’s the worst], and Masaki gave me a pitying look.

At a hundred paces, it was not hard to understand why a boy would want to boast about having sex.

It was impossible and disgusting to tell people a secret between two people, but, well, if he apologised……and promised not to do it again, I couldn’t help but forgive him. But──

‘When did Jun-kun make me squeal!? If he could make me say it, I would! I’d rather say it! It’s fine that he’s more into me than I am into him. Well, it’s okay. I actually like him. But when did I ever want to fuck him?  Especially after that lousy sex, does he have any idea how much I was worried about it?’

A man was worth more than just sex. If I kept going out with Jun-kun, I might never cum again. With that in mind, I was still trying to make up my mind that he was the man I loved. That was exactly how I felt as if I was going to be ordained.

I admitted that my feelings were wavering when Mai showed me Fumio’s cock. I admitted that I couldn’t forget the taste of Fumio’s semen and I thought that today would be the last time I would do it.

And by the way, I had to admit that I had started to think rather seriously about what Kyoko said about [romance with a boyfriend and sexual gratification with a sex friend].

But!　But!　But!　Jun-kun had no right to boast about sex with a smug look on his face!

When I unintentionally shook my clenched fist, the ponytailed woman said, [Nah!　It’s stupid, isn’t it?] She looked into my face with a triumphant look on her face.

I was angry, but I couldn’t think of the words to say back. I heard the sound of my own back teeth creaking.

“Ah, I’m so glad. I’m glad I was rejected by Jun-kun. I’m so sorry, Misuzu-chan.”

Masaki grinned and agitated.

‘I don’t remember seeing her with such a bad personality. Ah, I’m so pissed.’

But the fact was, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I liked him so much that I thought I might be able to put up with such lousy sex, but if I cut away that feeling of 『love』…… I couldn’t do it anymore.

That was what the devil girl said. I was really depressed and I would have been crying if I was not paying attention. At that moment when I couldn’t help but cast my eyes down.

“『When you have good sex chemistry, every time you fuck, the expiry date of your 『love』 is renewed. Women are selfish creatures, and in the end, they like men who satisfy them.』”

Kyoko-san’s words like that flashed through my mind.

“Well, either way, it means that…..someday the 『love』 will expire…….”

And again, Kyoko-san’s words echoed behind my ears.

“A man who is good for sex is like a partner of destiny, isn’t he? When you think that God created them that way…”

‘God created them that way. Then …… isn’t it useless to resist?’

I thought so. I deeply thought so.

‘Yeah…… the bad one is God.’

“……Hey, Masaki.”

“What is it, thieving cat?”

Masaki made a disgusted face with one cheek contorted. And I, smiling wryly at that, opened my mouth.

“Yes, I’m a thieving cat. So……Fumio, give him to me.”

At that moment, Masaki and the ponytailed woman widened their eyes.

“….W, why?”

“Because I like him.”

“But when it came to Jun-kun, you were very reserved with me.”

“Yes, because I felt sorry for Masaki and felt like you would break if I didn’t protect you.”

“…..I hate that about you, Misuzu.”

“Ahaha, you can say that you don’t like me like that now. But I’m not going to hesitate anymore. It’s my turn to ask Masaki to be more reserved. I’m the challenger.”

At that moment, Masaki’s eyes widened.

She looked surprised, and I could see tears slowly starting to well up in the corners of her eyes.

“Masaki?”

“…..Y-you can do whatever you want. Either way. Fumio-kun’s libido is not at a level that can be managed by me or Hatsu-chan alone…… If Misuzu wants to be Fumio-kun’s thing, I will not oppose it anymore.”

“…..Thank you.”

“I’ll leave you alone with him today. It’s just for today! Tashiro-san, get out of the room too!”

“Eh? No, I’m staying with the Confinement King tonight…”

“Just leave!”

As if to drive away the disgruntled ponytail, Masaki hurriedly left the room. And before closing the door, she said.

“I’m sorry Misuzu, but I’ll be the first one to have Fumio’s baby!”

I didn’t know why Masaki’s attitude suddenly changed.

But Fumio was smiling happily for some reason.

“It’s good to see that you guys have made up.”

“Did we make up……?”

“Yes.”

There, we both fell silent. I didn’t really know what to say.

I left my boyfriend and now I’m trying to love the horrible man who confined me.

What the hell was this? How did this happen?

I thought that was the way it was, but if, as Kyoko said, God created him that way, then it might have been a rather roundabout way of going about it. Yes, it was all God’s fault after all.

Then, I walked up to Fumio and hugged his body, begging him for a kiss. When our lips met silently, my heart jumped loudly in my chest.

“Nnchu! Muuu……chu……chupppu, chuuu.”

I couldn’t seem to stop now.

I wriggled my tongue and devoured Fumio’s lips as my emotions took over. He twirled my tongue around it and bit at his lower lip as if to spoil it.

I poured out my own saliva and sipped his saliva. I leaned into his tight embrace and stroked his back again and again.

“Nmu…… Nfu”

Then, his fingertips traced over my body. That alone caused breathing to become erratic. The body reacted. Reason melted away. Instinct took over the body. Such was the sensation.

He kissed me on the mouth and grabbed my breasts from above my blouse.

“Nn……!?”

It hurt a little. But it made my body jump. I was sure Fumio was excited too. I was happy to think that he wanted me.

“Mufuu… nnn, fuahh, ah, ah”

Caressing me over my clothes felt good but frustrating. Gradually, I could no longer hold back my voice.

The feeling of our bodies touching, the area where his lower abdomen touched, was getting harder and harder.

‘He’s feeling it…’

When I stroked his crotch over his trousers, he raised his eyebrows as if he was holding back pleasure. His expression was so cute. I loved it. I wanted him to feel even better. Such a feeling came up.

As I continued to stroke him from the top of his pants, he occasionally shivered as if he had a chill.

Then his hands, which had been squeezing my breasts, gradually moved downwards. Crawling over the surface of my skin, down the flanks to the buttocks. Finally, he reached down into my skirt.

I became embarrassed and tried to close my legs. But his fingertips had already reached my crotch.

I could feel his fingertips through my shorts. His fingertips traced the slit, making me aware of the shape of my part.

“You’re really wet…… Misuzu.”

When she whispered like that in my ear, my face started to heat up with embarrassment.

“Yaan……stupid…..”

When I involuntarily turned my face away, his fingertips became more vigorous, shifting my shorts and touching my pussy directly. A drop of embarrassing juice dripped onto the floor and made a stain, and I felt so hot that my cheeks almost caught fire.

‘Aaaa…..I remember the feel of these fingertips…..the fingers that made me so crazy, so many times….’

He stroked around the area so that I could clearly see the shape of my genitals, and my hips began to buckle on their own in frustration.

“Ahh, Fumio… Don’t tease me…… don’t rush me …..”

I leaned over him and ran my tongue down his neck as if begging him.

Then, as if in response to my request, he spread my labia and began tracing each fold with his fingertips. As he continued to stimulate my erect clitoris by rolling it, I felt a rush of pleasure that made me feel as if I was going to collapse from my shaking knees.

“T-that place… Ah, hafuu, t-that so good, ah… It’s tingling… It’s not good, it makes me crazy.”

There were already several drops of love juice on my thighs. The sticky wet fingers finally entered my vagina.

“Nnn, nnnh! I-it’s entering… Fumio’s finger…. is entering…”

I could feel my flesh tightening up around his finger. It was pleasurable. My hole swallowed his fingertips in a shallow way, and I shuddered with pleasure.

When he rubbed the inside with his finger, a pleasure ran up my spine as if an electric current had been sent through me. And at the moment he bent his finger, it hit a very good spot, and my body arched back.

“Uaahh!? Hii, t-that’s so good!?”

‘I’m gonna come so fast! No! I want to make Fumio feel even better! I don’t want to come yet. It’s too early!’

Gritting my teeth, I pulled down his zipper and put my hand inside his trousers. Then I squeezed his muscular cock.

“!?”

I could hear him gasp.

‘Aaaa….it’s so hard..amazing….’

A thick and big stick of flesh throbbing in my hand. It was hot and had an incredible presence. It was so swollen that it could have ejaculated at any moment.

A stick of flesh that drove me crazy over and over again. I thought my eyes were already melting.

When I started handling and squeezing him slowly, Fumio tried to back away as if to escape. But I didn’t let him get away. Once I got hold of him, he was all mine. I had a hand job technique that Freesia-san taught me.

And so, I began to twirl the liquid overflowing from the tip in my palm and smear it all over. This was the lubricant.

I lightly scratched my fingernails on the back muscles and squeezed the glands up.

“Aaah …… Kurosawa-san!”

Instantly, his face contorted as if he was in pain.

‘Aww…that’s cute. Ufufu, doesn’t it hurt? Didn’t you feel like you were going to cum?’

“Fumioo…..so cute…..”

As soon as I whispered that into his ear, the movements of Fumio’s fingers playing with my crotch suddenly became more intense.

“Hii!? So sudden……”

‘Is he going to make me come first?　Fumio is so competitive when it comes to sex.’

But I also wanted to make Fumio feel good.

The two of us huddled together, fighting against the pleasure that came our way, and torturing each other’s crotches.

The pleasure was so great that we both pulled our hips back. Fumio and I continued to play with each other’s genitals, stretching out their tongues and licking each other’s tongue tips, never letting go of each other’s fingers.

“Ah, Ah, Ah, Ahh, Haa, Ah……”

“Haa….haa….haa….haa……”

The room was filled with gasps and rough breaths, and like beasts, we continued to torture each other.

Finally, the limit was reached.

Byuru! Burururu! Byu!

Fumio’s body jumped, and a copious white fluid overflowed into my hand. The hot, sticky semen stained my hands.

‘I did it!’

The next moment after I was excited in my chest, Fumio pushed his fingertips up to a great place in my vagina, shaking with pleasure. The next moment, I was dazzled and a tremendous feeling of pleasure ran up my spine.

“Ah, Ahh, Nnnn, Nnnn, Ahhhhhhhhh”

With a scream, my eyes went blank and I choked. My whole body began to twitch with a sensation that my pores were widening, a [ BotaBotaBota !] and a large amount of love juice dripped onto the floor.

“HaaaaaHaaaaa…Aann….I love you, Fumioo…..I love you, Nchuh, muuh… Hmm-hmm, ku-chuh”

In the midst of the languidness of the post-climax, we leaned against each other and kissed each other hungrily.

‘No……this is not enough. I want to do more. I want more, more, more.’

I didn’t think I could hold back. I believed it was a shame, but I begged Fumio to do it.

“Fumio, fuck me …… and do what you want……”

“Aaa, this time I’ll make you mine.”

“I’m so happy…”

He looked into my eyes as he said this.

It was bad. It was really not good. I was already crazy about him.

I liked Fumio’s voice, Fumio’s outline, I liked Fumio’s eyes, I liked Fumio’s body lines, I liked Fumio’s fingertips, I liked Fumio’s words, I liked Fumio’s cock, I liked everything about him.

As I stared at him, I felt as if I had been affected by a fever. Fumio took off his pants and underwear. The muscular cock had just ejaculated, but it was already towering painfully high, and my eyes were glued to it.

‘Is it better not to take off the uniform……?’

I didn’t know, but I had heard that boys get more excited that way. Whatever made Fumio happy was fine. I put my hand on my skirt and removed it. My underwear, which were already soggy and heavy, made an unpleasant sound on the floor.

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