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~ - 6

Chapter 6: W-Wait a Second, Onodera-san!

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I was trembling with despair. I had defiled Kashiwagi-san’s panties—my family heirloom—with my own saliva. Before I knew it, I was soaking my pillow with tears.

I had tainted those sacred panties. To a man of this world, being forced to hold a girl’s panties in his mouth would be a traumatic experience, but for me, it was a reward.

However, that was nothing more than a temporary pleasure. I could no longer enjoy the pure scent of Kashiwagi-san’s panties ever again. And so, I made a decision. I would stop tweeting about panties.

In order to never experience this feeling again, I had to distance myself from panties.

『I wish there was a girl who would show me herself touching down there.』

Changing my focus, I tweeted my inner fetish. Onodera-san was chatting with Kashiwagi-san with her usual composed demeanor, as if nothing had happened at all.

“And you see, the cake at that cafe was so delicious.”

“That sounds nice, let’s go together sometime.”

As they exchanged words with soft smiles, she looked like an ordinary girl from every possible angle. The tone of her voice, her gestures—everything was calm and reserved. It was as if the incident on the roof had been a total lie.

However, in the next instant, Onodera-san turned her gaze toward me. A beaming smile. After flashing it for just a second, she turned back toward Kashiwagi-san. Cold sweat trickled down my back. With just that one moment, everything that happened on the roof flashed back to me.

She definitely remembers… No, far from just remembering, she’s enjoying it.

That was exactly what that smile meant. She behaved as if nothing was wrong while sending signals that only I would understand. It wasn’t just a matter of having a bad personality. I felt like she was just fundamentally different from a normal girl at her very core.

Then, after school. Thinking that Kashiwagi-san might call me out to that empty classroom again, I stayed in the classroom for a while. However, before I knew it, every other student was gone. I felt relieved.

I let out a sigh of relief, thinking I wouldn’t have to suffer through anything terrible today.

“Hey, Ayato-kun ♡”

A voice came from behind me, and I hurriedly turned around. And then, I despaired. There stood Onodera-san, leaning forward with her hands behind her back, peering into my face.

She was close. There wasn’t supposed to be anyone else in the classroom just a moment ago, but apparently, she had stood behind me when I wasn’t looking. I hadn’t sensed her presence at all.

“H-H-How are you here…!?”

“Fufu, did I surprise you?”

Onodera-san gave a little giggle. Her way of laughing was quiet and soft. And yet, it made a strange chill run down my spine. Her face was so close. Because of her leaning posture, my gaze naturally felt like it was about to drop downward.

I shouldn’t look.

I knew that, but Onodera-san’s cleavage entered the edge of my vision.

“Hey, you tweeted yesterday, didn’t you?”

“…”

There was no escape. Even though her voice was low, I could hear it vividly as if she were whispering directly into my ear.

“That you wish there was a girl who would show you.”

“N-No… that’s, well…”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to make excuses.”

Lightly, Onodera-san’s finger touched my chest. Very lightly, as if tracing it. Even with just that, my body reacted with a jolt.

“You like that kind of thing, don’t you?”

Our eyes met. Her eyes, which usually tended to be downcast, captured me directly.

“It’s okay.”

She gave her usual, gentle-looking smile. But…

Something deep behind it was clearly wrong.

“I’ll make sure to show you properly.”

“What…?”

A shiver ran through me. The way she said it was far too casual. With a tone that sounded like she was offering a small kindness, she was saying something outrageous.

“Come on, over here.”

Saying that, Onodera-san grabbed my wrist. Her fingers were slender, yet her strength was strangely high. I didn’t feel like I could shake her off.

“I said stop…!”

“It’s not ‘stop.'”

Her reply was instantaneous. There wasn’t a hint of hesitation.

“After all, this is what you wanted, isn’t it, Ayato-kun?”

“That… might be true, but…!”

“Then it’s fine, right?”

She gave a tug. She pulled my body toward her as I tried to escape. Her face grew even closer. We were at a distance where I could feel her breath.

“Make sure you take responsibility properly ♡”

Onodera-san’s fingers crawled along her crotch.

“Nha…!”

A seductive sigh. Before I knew it, her other hand began to knead her breast. I couldn’t look away. I let out a gulp.

Onodera-san’s fingers moved as if playing a musical instrument through her panties. A stain began to expand from the center. Onodera-san’s voluptuous, heavy breasts were pressed and squished by her hand. I could see the protrusions even through her clothes.

Perhaps because of the close proximity, Onodera-san’s voice echoed directly in my mind. Her sighs naturally hit my face.

“Hya… ahn…”

My eyes were glued to Onodera-san’s crotch. Onodera-san moved her hands to the limit of her desire. The movements grew even more intense.

At some point, Onodera-san closed her eyes and left her mouth hanging wide open. Saliva leaked out without stopping. It fell into Onodera-san’s cleavage, staining her clothes.

The classroom was empty. However, it wouldn’t have been strange for someone to show up at any moment. And yet, Onodera-san didn’t stop. There was no sign of her stopping. That was why, at this time—

I didn’t notice the DM that had arrived from Kashiwagi-san.

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