The tip of her tongue licks the back of my foot only once, and Sendai-san quickly looks up and ask in a quiet voice, âWhat is it that you want?â
ăAre we done?ă
On days when I have a bad day, I like Sendai-san.
Iâve decided that since Iâve been in this kind of relationship with her.
And today is the day, so I still wonât allow it.
ăNo.ă
I donât blame Sendai-san, but it would be boring to end up with just one lick. She is listening to my ridiculous order to lick my feet. I didnât intend to go this far, but if she obeyed, it would be a loss if I didnât enjoy it more.
ăHow long am I going to keep doing this?ă
ăAs long as it takes.ă
ăPervert.ă
Sendai-san wrinkles her brows and says in a low voice.
Naturally, I donât look like Iâm having fun, but it doesnât matter because Iâm not doing it to entertain. What matters is whether Iâm having fun.
ăSendai-sanâs role is to do what the pervert tell her to do.ă
I smiled and tells her on the floor.
The fan heater continues to exhale warm air, and Sendai-san loosens her tie even more, looking hot. The blazer was taken off a short distance away. A blouse with two buttons undone revealed her collarbone.
Sendai-san lets out a small puff of air.
Then she licked the back of my leg like a dog or cat would do.
The tongue is wet, hot, and soft, and I feel like sheâs doing something naughty.
If it were a pet licking my leg, I would think it would be adorable. But in reality, it was a human whoâs licking, not dogs or cats.
Sendai-san has a well-defined face, if not as well-developed as the models in the magazine. Stillz the thought of people licking my feet made me a little uncomfortable as the tip of her tongue crawled across the surface of my skin to caress it.
ăMiyagi, are you having fun? Like this.ă
Sendai-san looks up.
ăWell, in its own way.ă
The feeling of being licked is not an interesting one, but the situation of Sendai-san licking my feet is quite amusing.
That Sendai-san, who is one of the most prominent group of people in the class and is adored by the teacher, is licking my feet.
She listens to me, an ordinary person with no special qualities, and licks my feet like a servant.
That facts uplifts my spirit.
ăHmm, itâs fun. Then does this feel good?ă
Saying this, Sendai-san crawls her tongue to the base of my thumb to my ankle. I gripped my hand tightly at the feel of her warm, slippery tongue. My stomach clenches and I bite my teeth.
ăItâs not.ă
I answered shortly and pinched Sendai-sanâs bangs. I tug tightly and she says,ăStop,ăand grabs my ankles tightly.
Slightly long nails digs into the skin.
I poked Sendai-sanâs forehead with my index finger.
ăDonât do anything unnecessary.ă
When I told her in a strong tone of voice, she responded with an unenthusiasticăokay.ăThen the hand gripping my ankle relaxed.
Tongue crawls on the back of the foot.
Slowly without hesitation, Sendai-san licks up the instep
I am not sure what she is thinking.
From the beginning, she is unreadable in her thoughts.
I would never want to lick another personâs feet, but she complained and kept tongue on my feet.
I donât think itâs because she wants money.
If thereâs another reason, what is it?
It is probably futile to imagine what a smart person thinks.
ăWhat would your friends think if they saw Sendai-san like this?ă
I ask Sendai-san.
Her friends are from a group of people who do not mingle with me. They sparkle, they always seem to be having fun, and they collect all the good things about school life and make it their own.
ăI think you should worry less about me and more about yourself. If they see this situation, what else is there to say but that Miyagi is the worst kind of pervert, right?ă
Sendai-san looked and said coldly.
If this was exposed at school, I will fall headlong to the bottom of the heap. The reasonably normal life we have now will surely disappear.
But itâs the same for Sendai-san. If it were known that she was licking the feet of a dull person like me, she would not be in the same position as she is now.
Thatâs why I donât care if Iâm the worst kind of pervert.
In any case, Sendai-san is also of the worst perverts.
ăItâs alright. Iâm not going to tell them what we do here because itâs against our contract to talk about it at school.ă
The first few rules we set.
There are few rules for paying 5,000 yen to make Sendai-san like me, and one of them is not to tell anyone what happened after school.
So this is a secret game that everyone will never see, a game that I, and of course Sendai-san, would never tell anyone about.
ăBut enough chitchat, and give me a proper lick.ă
I used the back of foot to raise Sendai-sanâs chin with a snap.
She squints.
She looks at me sharply, as if she wants to say something.
Since I started paying her 5,000 yen, Sendai-san has never looked at me like this.
I cringed at her defiance.
I have no intention of listening to Sendai-san, but I will at least give her the right to speak.
ăIf you have something to say, youâll only ask me one thing.ă
I looked at her, propping her chin on the back of my leg.