I Reincarnated as The NTR-ing Scum in an R-18 Doujin, But For Some Reason, The Erotic, Big-Breasted Heroine Keeps Coming on to Me~ - Chapter 41 - Secret Fetish

Chapter 41 – Secret Fetish

“Let’s do our best in the afternoon!!”

“”Ooooh!!””

We formed a circle and shouted together. I used to wonder what the point of doing such a thing was, but now, it feels like we’re all united, and the enthusiasm from everyone is contagious. Alright, I’m getting fired up!!

Through the sports festival, I became friends with my classmates. When they invited me to join the circle, I felt so happy that I almost cried. Just a little while ago, I couldn’t fit into the class circle.

“Goda-kun, you look kind of happy.”

Kurobane spoke to me while smiling.

“Well, yeah. This feeling of experiencing youth is just irresistible.”

Kurobane chuckled. I’m aware that I’m saying abstract and strange things.

However, I didn’t know how to put my feelings into words. I think it’s okay to call it “youth,” including this inexplicable pleasant feeling.

“There’s going to be the inter-grade relay race in the afternoon. Victory is at stake, and I’ll be rooting for you with all my might.”

“Sure thing. I’m counting on your support. I’ll put in my best effort too.”

I flexed my muscles to show confidence. Maybe because she saw my bulging muscles, Kurobane touched my biceps while saying, “You can look forward to it.”

“Fuueee?!! It’s really hard. Wow~… Goda-kun’s muscles are so hard…”

“You seem like you have soft ones, Kurobane. Haven’t touched many guys’ muscles, have you?”

“Not much, or rather, never… But Goda-kun’s are too hard. I mean, they look grotesque, don’t they? See, they’re twitching.”

“Is that so?”

Being called grotesque is a first for me. Well, some girls seem to be uncomfortable with an athletic body type, so it’s not unusual for a girl to find muscular male bodies grotesque.

However, despite describing it as grotesque, Kurobane didn’t let go of my upper arm. Her glasses glinted as she inspected and squeezed my arms with both hands.

“It’s thick… Mine isn’t like this at all.”

“Kurobane’s hands are small. Even if you extend your fingers, they wouldn’t be able to wrap around my arm.”

“But it’s gradually become a habit. It’s a strange feeling that I don’t dislike… Ah, it twitched again…”

She was checking the elasticity of my upper arms with her small hands. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she pushed into my muscles from different angles.

“Maybe Kurobane has a muscle fetish?”

“Eh!? Ah, no, I don’t think that’s the case…”

Kurobane hurriedly let go of my hand. She must have been absorbed in it. She scratched her cheeks in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry… It was my first time touching it, so my curiosity got the better of me…”

“Don’t worry about it. Well, even my father doesn’t have this much muscle.”

I flexed my bicep again. I thought Kurobane would be happy, but she looked down.

“I don’t have a father, so I wouldn’t know…”

“Ah, sorry…”

It was an unexpected land mine. Even though I didn’t know anything, I had said something rude.

This kind of information was not in the original story. Well, the family structure of the characters in an R-18 doujin is rarely revealed. Especially if it’s the father.

“Rino-chan, I’ll be participating in the relay too, so please support me well.”

“Kyaa~!!! Mou~, I know even without you saying that~”

Just when things were about to get awkward, Himari suddenly appeared and hugged Kurobane from behind. She was surprised, but she immediately smiled, probably because the other person was her best friend.

I was saved. Thanks to Himari, the bad atmosphere was reset. Judging by the way Himari winked at me, it seems like she came really to help me.

I’m grateful to Himari for being so considerate. …However, as she hugged Kurobane, Kurobane’s large fruit was emphasized even though she was petite. A girl in a gym uniform really is a sight for an adolescent boy. Thank you for this, Himari!!

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Himari and I led the relay to first place for both the men and women’s race.

I don’t have much to say. All I can say is that Goda Akio’s cheat body was on full display in the relay race, and that Himari’s beautiful legs were radiant. I thought it was wonderful to see the pony-tailed beauty running!

“Whoa! Goda, pulling ahead like that was amazing!”

“That catch-up was impressive!”

“Shiratori-san was amazing too!”

“Yeah! Those beautifully toned legs were just…”

“Idiot! It’s not about being mesmerized by her legs, it’s about how fast she ran! What if someone finds out we were admiring those beautiful legs!”

“I was actually more drawn to the swaying breasts…”

“Just shut up!!”

After we finished the relay, our classmates surrounded us and praised us. It felt great, but for those who had been looking at Himari with inappropriate intentions, let’s meet up behind the gym later, okay?

“Akio is so amazing~ Everyone is praising him.”

When I stepped out of the circle of my classmates, for some reason I saw Haaya pouting her lips.

In her hands, she held a slightly fancy red bean bun. It was the prize for the bread-eating race.

In the bread-eating race before the relay, Haaya brilliantly finished in first place. Even from my perspective, she elegantly grabbed the bread with artistic movements.

However, because the highlight of the event, the inter-grade relay race, started right away, Haaya didn’t seem to get much praise. I couldn’t say anything either, as I was waiting for my turn in the relay.

“First place is amazing, Haaya. Okay, okay, let me pat you a lot.”

“Yaayy♪”

It seems that Haaya’s mood has improved. As easy as always… She’s so honest and cute!

Thanks to Himari, Haaya, and my efforts, we ended the sports festival in the best way possible, winning overall.

Today has been a very good day. Being able to get along well with everyone and be active at the sports festival is truly the best experience of youth.

——I would have had nothing to say if things ended here today, but there was one person who wouldn’t allow it.