After My Childhood Friend Cheated On Me, I Became Hated by the Whole School, but for Some Reason, the Beautiful and Perverted Transfer Student Wants to Devote Her Body and Soul to Be My Slave! - Chapter 4 - The Big-Breasted Beauty’s Confession

Chapter 4 – The Big-Breasted Beauty’s Confession

During the gaps in the class.

“Hey, Asumi-san, are you a returnee?”

“Yes. Actually, I was in England until last month.”

“Wow, that’s amazing! So you can speak English too!?”

“If it’s just for daily conversation.”

Many classmates had gathered around the seat of the much talked about transfer student.

Even students from other classes who had heard about her were joining in the excitement, making it feel like a festival.

Well, she certainly doesn’t look like an average person.

I look at her from the corner of the classroom, away from the hustle and bustle.

Her lustrous blonde hair and jewel-like blue eyes. And her well-shaped face and high nose.

Her grandmother seems to be of British quarters, and her style also differs from the Japanese.

She was about 165cm tall, and her voluptuous breasts pushed up her uniform, the buttons of her shirt almost bursting against her large breasts.

She was plump overall, and her slender white bare legs extending from her waist were so seductive, showing off her sex appeal.

In addition, she has a good personality and never shows any signs of discomfort even when bombarded with questions.

Perhaps, she might skyrocket to become the school’s number one beauty in an instant.

“As expected, there must be a lot of good-looking guys in England!!”

“Well…there were a lot of them.”

“So, us Japanese guys don’t stand a chance, huh?”

“It’s not like that at all. My preferred type is actually Japanese.”

The classroom erupted in excitement at Asumi’s remark.

“Then, in this class, who in this class would be your type?”

“Hey, isn’t that question a bit too much?”

“That’s so rude to ask out of the blue!”

The men began to fidget while complaining.

Asumi didn’t seem to mind either, as she put her hand on her chin and looked around the classroom.

“Hmm, I wonder…”

Eventually, she turned her attention to the edge of the classroom where I was sitting, and for some reason our eyes met.

“Perhaps that person over there?”

“””EEEHHHHHH?!”””

All our classmates shouted in confusion.

“No way, it can’t be him!”

“Why? Isn’t it cool to have sharp eyes?”

“His face looks scary, though!”

How rude. Though, I won’t deny it.

“Besides, he’s a dangerous guy. Right, Amano?”

“That’s right. He cheated on me and even hit me! Look at this bruise!”

Aika explained smoothly, probably because she has talked about it many times.

“I-Is that so…”

“That’s why you shouldn’t get involved with him. You’ll end up in big trouble.”

“Big trouble…”

For some reason, Asumi stared at me.

Then, for a moment, she grinned and went back to talking with the others.

What was that…?

……

At lunch break.

I visited the cafeteria, ordered the daily set meal, and looked around to see if there was a place to sit.

Oh, there’s an empty spot right there.

I happened to find an empty table and quickly headed towards it.

“Hey, look there.”

“Is that Konoe, the gang leader?”

“I heard he has five girlfriends.”

“I heard he even took advantage of Amano’s mom.”

These rumors are getting out of hand.

Suppressing the urge to tut, I avoided them and walked down the open space.

On the way, I came across a group of four guys who seemed to be radiating an ‘I’m cool’ vibe.

One of them was Tsukishima, the one with the black, messy hair.

“Oh, isn’t this the DV guy? How’s it been going since then?”

What a sarcastic guy…

I didn’t want to get involved as much as possible, so I ignored him and walked past him.

“Hah, what a loser.”

The group of four guys laughed mockingly as they disappeared.

Forgetting what happened earlier, I finally sat down in an empty seat.

After putting my hands together and wanting to start eating, I noticed that the girl next to me was shaking.

When I glanced to the side,

“Eeeekkkk!!!”

“R-run!!!”

“Please forgive us!!”

……

……

“…Itadakimasu.”

From now on, there may be no need to look for an empty seat.

I let out a sigh as I walked down the hallway bathed in the setting sun.

Being hated this much really takes a toll on your mental state…

Today, I’ve been avoided more than usual. I happened to bump into someone, so I asked, “Are you okay?” But she…

“Kyaaa!!!”

She ran away as if she had seen a monster. There was another female student who scattered some prints in front of me, so I helped her pick them up, but…

“I’m sorry, I’ll do anything!! Please forgive me!”

She cried in front of everyone.

In the past, I was feared because of my tough-looking appearance, but not to this extent. But because rumors spread in a strange way, people thought I was as serious and dangerous as I look.

I’m just trying to stay relaxed, but it’s really tough…

While thinking about this, I opened the classroom door to get my bag.

There, standing with perfect posture, gazing out the window in a picturesque manner, was Asumi.

…Huh? Why is she sitting in my seat?

As I mentally questioned this, Asumi noticed me.

“Ah, you’ve finally arrived, Konoe-san.”

“Yeah. Well…do you need something from me?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Asumi stood up and she approached me.

“Konoe-san… No, Konoe-sama.”

“Eh, ‘-sama’?”

Asumi’s cheeks turned red and she hesitated to speak her words.

As I thought about what she could possibly say, I remembered that she had said during the day that I had the type of face she liked.

N-no way… C-could it be…?!

But in the classroom after school, bathed in the setting sun, she shyly grabbed her skirt. I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva as Asumi looked like she was about to confess.

“K-Konoe-sama…”

“…!”

All of my attention was focused on Asumi’s every move.

Her plump lips trembled as she finally spoke up.

“Please make me your——sex slave as you please, Konoe-sama!!”

……Huh?