Chapter 17 – Tracksuit to School

Kua…

Sleep deprivation and I were total strangers, but yawning like this felt kinda nice and human.

“Ha… hello. Nevada-kun. What a coincidence…”

The second I stepped out the front door, Akira slid up pretending it was pure chance. She obviously knew my house. The only reason she hadn’t broken in yet was that she didn’t have the key.

“Why the tracksuit?”

“Uniform’s at the cleaners.”

It got completely blood-soaked after all. Obviously ditched the dress shirt too. When it’s that drenched, buying new is faster.

Of course Sudou Karma-san stabbed my carotid. No fucking way I was telling Akira though. No point anyway. I didn’t even want to make it a big deal. I kept tabs on her—she spent the whole night puking stomach acid. The pressure must’ve been insane. How do I know? Taking the fifth.

“Let’s go.”

“Yeah. Let’s do a lovey-dovey school commute♡”

“You. You realize you’re the Moon Shadow Goddess?”

“I’m cute, right?”

“Yeah. Cute as hell.”

“Everything is Nevada-kun’s property. This face. These lips. These heavy tits. This tight pussy. All of it belongs to you so wreck me however you want♡”

That’s exactly why Akira is so dangerous. She’d probably sign over the land deed if she fell that hard. Good thing I’m not scamming anyone, so I’m safe for now. But if the wrong guy gets her, her personality rockets her straight to hell.

“Nevada-kun looks cool in a tracksuit too.”

“Thanks.”

I roughly ruffled the Moon Shadow Goddess’s hair.

“Ehehe~ Love you so muuuch~”

“I’m not all that.”

“Show me your phone.”

“Hard no.”

“Just wanna check if you’re talking to other girls.”

“No way a gloomy introvert like me is messaging girls.”

“But Nevada-kun is the coolest guy in the world.”

Those rose-tinted glasses were way too thick.

“Being with me won’t make you that happy.”

“I can’t be happy unless I’m with Nevada-kun♡”

“Then spoil me rotten.”

“Ah— kiss?”

“No thanks.”

Obviously rolling up to school in a tracksuit after trashing my uniform caused talk, but the real gossip was something else. Fushimi Nevada and the Moon Shadow Goddess walking arm-in-arm, super lovey-dovey.

“People are talking about us, huh?”

“This your goal?”

“Let’s date already. Then I’m free use for you whenever you want♡”

“Even if you say that…”

Right now Sudou Karma-san was still wrecked at home. Skipping today? Or forcing herself? If she came she’d be in absolute shit shape. Straight to the infirmary most likely.

………… ← Classmates

Guy suddenly transfers in and immediately gets cozy with the Moon Shadow Goddess? Of course they’d suspect it was rigged. Even I wondered how the hell it ended up like this. Still, I couldn’t let Akira kill herself. So her falling for me was set in stone, and getting stabbed by Sudou Karma-san was set in stone too.

“Such annoying karma.”

“Hm?”

And like always, right beside me was the albino beauty… Sabakutani Eri. Ignored by every other classmate again today. That shadow camouflage was next-level causality.

“So school swimsuit today?”

“I found my sukumizu. Looks good on me, right?”

“It looks real good but…”

The “Eri” name tag was all twisted from the sheer violence of those massive tits. First time seeing breasts with this much power. Well, makes sense for an unpopular introvert like me.

“Staring at my tits that hard is making me shy~”

“Sorry. Guy’s instinct.”

“Ehehe. That’s exactly why I wore it for you.”

Appreciate that. I’d pay good money just to worship Eri’s explosive rack. Plus nobody else can even see them. Wasteful but fucking convenient.

“Alrighty~ Seating time. Attendance on tablets~”

Teacher tapped it in. So I sat through class right next to Eri in her tight sukumizu like it was normal.

“This AB here…”

Math sometimes felt like alien shit but somehow I got it. Listened to the tablet, solved the formulas. Math ended, modern Japanese, English, physics, then lunch.

“Nevada. Lunch with me?”

Still in the sukumizu, her huge tits jiggling boing boing as Eri asked. No reason to refuse so I agreed. Then Akira’s voice boomed across the room.

“Nevada-kuuun! Let’s eat together!”

She didn’t hold back at all. Would’ve been nice if she toned it down, but that’s not her.

“By the way…”

Sudou Karma-san was still groggy in the infirmary. Still crushed by killing me, she had zero energy for lunch. Keeping the rising bile down was taking everything she had. Hmm… maybe time to tell her I’m still alive.

“Nn~…………?”

I cut my thoughts there and walked out arm-in-arm with sukumizu Eri, all lovey-dovey. Akira tilted her head when she saw me.

“What?”

“No… I don’t know why but looking at you right now is making me so irritated.”

Eri had my arm locked, elbow sunk deep in soft tit heaven. Obviously Akira couldn’t see it, but her obsessive Nevada-fangirl radar was screaming. Not my problem.

“You’re not contacting other girls, right?”

“There’s one right here.”

“The fallen love angel?”

“She’s an exception.”

Not really the point though.

“Nevada. Nevada.”

“What, Eri?”

Chu♡

Eri kissed me without permission and looked ridiculously happy.

“What is this…? This brain-destroying evil feeling…”

Confused Akira couldn’t see Eri right beside me. But deep down she knew I was kissing someone. That’s why her brain was breaking.

“I love you Nevada. Way more than Akira. Way more than Sudou Karma-san. I love you so fucking much.”

“Why is my brain getting destroyed when Nevada-kun isn’t even doing anything…”

Hey. How about we both stop the mutual brain destruction already?