In a Chastity-Reversed World, I Posted My Fetishes on a Secret Account, and Somehow the Beautiful Girls in My Class Started Reenacting Them ~ About How My Alt Account Is Being Watched by the Beautiful Girls in My Class~ - 20

Chapter 20: That Part of High-Leg Swimsuits Is Sexy, Right?

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“O-Onodera-san… p-please, calm down…”

“You were the one watching me, Ayato-kun ♡”

“That might be true, but Onodera-san, you—”

“I what? ♡”

Our class decided on a Maid and Butler Cafe for our attraction. And so, the preparation period for the cultural festival arrived. Besides practicing for the play, I was somehow chosen to be a butler. Now, I was in an empty classroom holding a pre-opening session with the other maids and butlers. The empty classroom had been temporarily rearranged into the shape of a cafe. White cloths were draped over the rows of desks, making it look surprisingly legitimate for something so impromptu. My classmates were dressed in their respective maid and butler outfits, and an air different from the usual atmosphere drifted through the room.

“Ayato-kun, can you help me over here?”

When I heard my name and turned around, Onodera-san was smiling brightly at me. That smile was soft, just like always.

…And yet. For some reason, I had nothing but a bad feeling.

“W-What should I do?”

“It’s simple. I want you to play the role of the customer.”

“The customer?”

“Yeah. I want you to see if I’m serving customers properly.”

As she said this, Onodera-san lightly grabbed my wrist. She pulled me toward an open seat just like that. There was no chance for me to refuse from the very start.

“Yes, Master, please step this way.”

She pulled out the chair and forced me to sit, almost by compulsion. Even though our classmates were nearby, this one corner felt strangely quiet, as if it had been cut away from the rest of the room.

“…Onodera-san, this is practice, right?”

“Of course ♡”

She beamed. A perfect smile. But—

Only her eyes caught mine directly and refused to let go.

“Have you decided on your order? ♡”

She slowly leaned down, bringing her face close to mine. The distance was small. Too small. A sweet scent wafted over me, dulling my thoughts.

“U-Um… whatever you recommend…”

“Fufu, well then, let’s go with my recommendation ♡”

Onodera-san gave a meaningful smile. Keeping her hands on the table, she closed the distance even further.

“Watch closely, Ayato-kun ♡”

She whispered in my ear. A shiver ran down my spine.

“This is practice too, after all ♡”

Those words echoed with strange intensity.

“―!?”

In the next instant, Onodera-san hitched up her skirt. And there, her white panties came into view. However, they weren’t normal panties. It was a garment like a so-called high-leg cut, where the area above the base of the legs was completely visible. It was more lewd than going commando.

“C-Calm down… Onodera-san.”

I hurriedly looked around the area. Fortunately, no one was looking our way.

“Hey, touch me ♡”

Onodera-san wore that smirking grin again.

“W-Where…?”

“Wherever you like, Ayato-kun ♡”

Wherever I like?

If you were to ask which part of a girl wearing high-leg panties a guy would want to touch, there could only be one place. Following feet and butts, I loved panties. Specifically, the thinner the sides, the better. It was no exaggeration to say that the part resting on the hip line was the lifeline of the panties. That was how much of a perfected aesthetic it was.

However, when it came to high-leg cuts, it was a different story. The groin area, which was usually hidden by panties. The part just above that was in plain sight. It was right in the middle of my fetishes. That slightly plump flesh was irresistible.

In a sense, it was more precious than feet, which were always hidden in shoes. Precisely because it was slightly covered by fabric, unlike going commando, the eroticism was emphasized.

“Eek ♡”

So, I poked Onodera-san right there. My finger sank in, but the flesh bounced back. The softness and elasticity were transmitted to my fingertips. I instinctively caught my breath. There was no way I should be touching a place like this. I knew that, yet my finger wouldn’t move away.

“Fufu… ♡”

Onodera-san looked down at me fixedly, laughing as if it tickled. Her eyes, after all, seemed to be enjoying this somehow.

“How is it? ♡”

“W-What do you mean ‘how’…”

I couldn’t get my voice out properly. My head felt fuzzy, and I didn’t know what to say. The only thing I understood was—

That this situation was bad news.

“Ayato-kun, your face is bright red ♡”

“T-That’s…!”

I tried to talk back but was at a loss for words. During that time, Onodera-san continued to close the distance. Each time she did, my finger sank deeper into Onodera-san’s spot.

“Touch me more properly, okay? ♡”

A whispering voice. But with those words, my body reacted with a jolt.

“This is practice too ♡”

There it was again. Those convenient words. But I had no reason to deny them. So—

This time, I reached my hand toward the opposite side. The moment I touched her—

A jolt. A reaction clearer than before was returned to my fingertips.

“Nnh… ♡”

My heart leapt at that small, leaked voice. This was bad. This was really bad. Up until now, I thought it was just a prank. But this was different.

This was completely crossing the line. I knew it, yet my hand wouldn’t stop. If anything—

I was starting to want to confirm it even more.

“Hey, Ayato-kun… ♡”

The voice falling from above was a little bit sweeter than it had been a moment ago. But what lay deep within it remained unchanged.

“I’m feeling it properly, aren’t I? ♡”

“…!”

I couldn’t talk back. Because Onodera-san’s reaction was a fact. My head was a mess, and I couldn’t think straight. I was simply being completely taken away by the sensation in front of me and by Onodera-san’s gaze.

“You feel it more too, Ayato-kun ♡”

Onodera-san closed the distance even further with a giggle. There was no escape. I had known that from the beginning. Even so, I felt like I had already reached a point of no return.

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