Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H057 Meshi Academy’s Female Students

H057 Meshi Academy’s Female Students

“Mushika-kun, were you getting turned on staring at the girls during PE?”

“Ngu!”

During lunch in the first cafeteria, Ama-san asked a question no girl should ask. It’s fine among close friends, but we’ve only known each other a few days!

Eisuke-kun’s elsewhere today, so I’m eating with just girls: Ama-san, Youko, Shibumi-san, and Kara-san.

“…Phew, no, not at all.”

I swallowed my food with tea, answering. I considered saying, “Girls shouldn’t talk like that in public,” but this school’s PE uniforms are skin-tight, and physicals are nude, so maybe such talk is normal. I held back.

“Really? Your crotch looked pretty swollen.”

Ama-san peered down as if seeing through the table. Even if she could, my uniform’s loose, not like PE gear—bulges only show if I’m hard.

“Uh, it’s embarrassing, but that’s my normal state.”

God, so awkward. Please don’t make me say this stuff.

“Right. When Akira gets hard, it’s way more than that.”

Youko tried to help, but it’s more like a sinking ship… a cock-wreck, even.

“Huh? That big already?”

“Biggest even compared to Class B guys, right?”

Shibumi-san and Kara-san joined Ama-san’s table-peering. It’s not visible! Are all the girls here like this?

“Not like that… Seki-san, you’ve seen Mushika-kun’s erection?”

Ama-san shot Youko a suggestive look. Shibumi-san and Kara-san stopped peering, glaring at Youko. Sitting beside her, I felt her flinch.

“Well, Akira’s my childhood friend. We went to the same school, saw each other in swimsuits.”

“If he didn’t get hard in spandex and a tank top, a swimsuit wouldn’t do it, right?”

Shibumi-san’s glasses glinted.

“So, in a swimsuit, it was that big, meaning that’s not erect—”

“No, Seki-san seemed to know its erect size.”

“Yeah, she said, ‘not like that when hard.’”

Kara-san and Ama-san pressed. Yep, sinking ship.

“It’s always that big. Maintaining a constant erection’s impossible, right?”

“If Mushika-kun’s a closet perv, maybe it’s possible?”

Don’t label me a perv. I’m not that open, but being called a closet perv by new acquaintances stings.

“No way… I’ve seen it…”

Youko mumbled.

“What’d you say?”

“Didn’t hear that.”

“Louder.”

See? Ship’s sinking. I want to back Youko up, but anything I say might make it worse, leading to “Show us!” Is there a safe route?

“I’ve seen it.”

“What?”

“Akira’s cock.”

“Childhood friends, so maybe as kids, sure.”

“I’ve seen it now, too.”

“Where? Details.”

“Where… right?”

Don’t toss this to me! How’d it escalate so fast?

“Seki-san, you said you transferred to follow Mushika-kun.”

“Are you two dating?”

“Not dating, but…”

“But you’ve hooked up?”

“Well… ah.”

Caught up in their probing, Youko admitted we’ve had sex.

“So, you know Mushika-kun’s penis size.”

“Who initiated? Mushika-kun or you, Seki-san?”

“When? Where? How?”

“Uh, well…”

Youko glanced at me, understandably flustered.

“Lunch break’s almost over. We should head back.”

Using the time limit as an excuse, I cut in. Their chatter ate up a lot of time.

“Oh? Already?”

“Time flew.”

“Tell us more later.”

Ama-san and the others addressed Youko and me, but I’d rather they talk without me. Joining girls’ dirty talk is tough. I’m used to clan girls, but not regular ones.

The penis size talk stopped, but are all the academy’s girls this open about sex? Sultry Ama-san’s no surprise, but quiet, bookish Kara-san dove in eagerly too.

Are these three just perverts, or is this normal for Meshi Academy girls? No use dwelling—deal with it as it comes.

Later, alone with Youko, she whispered to me.

“Akira… if they ask again, can I tell them?”

“What? About our sex?”

“Yeah…”

She looked troubled but eager to brag. I’m not in love with her, but knowing her so long, I can tell.

“It’s fine, as long as you don’t spill about others without permission.”

I warned her not to blurt out stuff like “I did it with my sister too!”

“Okay, got it. Thanks.”

“No need for thanks.”

Those three will likely hear about our first time. They don’t seem like gossips, unlike Youko, but I don’t know them well enough to be sure.

Thursday passed calmly at the mansion—no one propositioned me, maids didn’t flirt, and Manaka-san didn’t pounce in the car.

Calm… yeah, sex-crazed days aren’t calm. They’re thrilling and blissful, but daily intensity would wear me out. Rest days are vital.

Did Hikaru have rest days? Surrounded by lustful women, he’d need to force breaks. As I’ve thought before, maybe he died from overdoing it.

After his two sons died, he pushed to produce an heir, likely overexerting himself in his early 60s, even if not dried up.

To avoid his fate, I need to impregnate clan women young. It’s up to chance, though. All I can do is keep at it.

Maybe someone’s pregnant from the past ten days, but odds are low. Clan women conceive rarely, and Hikaru, living similarly, only had 28 kids.

Rest when I can, then go hard. The women expect it.

“Akira-san, after school, you’ll visit the Mihyou family.”

At breakfast, Reiran-san informed me of the evening plan. My first branch family visit is to her Mihyou family.

Fine, but…

“Right after returning?”

“That’s preferred. Any issues?”

“Not really, but I’d like to review and prep schoolwork first.”

Weekends are free, so prep can wait, but I want today’s review done.

“Indeed, studies matter. Fine, after your review, but visit by 6:30 PM.”

“Got it.”

6:30 means before dinner. Eat, bathe, then head to the bedroom. Is Reiran-san included? She said “Let’s do it again,” so probably.

It’s a different setup, but the act’s the same. Stay relaxed. If I’m too nervous to perform, I’ll disappoint them.