My Daily Life as the Reliable Best Friend of a Dense Rom-Com Protagonist Childhood Friend Is Way Too Much Like a Nukige

Chapter 81: ‘The School Idol and the Real Escape Game’ ♡

In the Second Literary Club room, which had basically become our hangout spot, I was passionately discussing rom-coms with Ati and Amane.

“That’s why, in rom-coms, you shouldn’t drag out a long serialization after the protagonist and heroine start dating. In real life, getting together is just the beginning, but in rom-coms, getting together is the goal.”

“But aren’t there readers who want to see the lovey-dovey stuff after they start dating?”

“I won’t deny that, but it usually becomes unnecessary filler. Look at this manga. It was insanely popular until they got together, but after that it barely got any buzz. The story just endlessly drags on about whether they’ll have sex or not, and it’s boring as hell. I dropped it.”

I deleted the aforementioned rom-com manga from my e-book shelf. I probably won’t reread it again.

“‘There is nothing less worth talking about than a love that has been fulfilled’ — Mori Miwa also said something like that. That’s the truth of rom-coms.”

“‘The Four-and-a-Half Tatami Mythological Chronicles’, right? That was a great novel.”

Amane seemed to share my opinion. As expected from a popular author who took the weekly number one spot. She really understands the core of rom-coms.

I was fiddling with my phone to recommend a hot new rom-com manga when I got a call. The screen displayed ‘Chayamachi Miko’. The class rep?

“Hello? What’s up?”

The moment I answered, I heard faint breathing on the other end. As I was wondering what was going on, a strangely mechanical voice came through the speaker.

『I have taken the Student Council President hostage. If you don’t come save her, something irreversible will happen.』

The call ended right after that. I tilted my head.

“…? ………??”

“Tomo, what’s wrong? Was it an important call?”

“Nah. Prank call? …I think.”

“What do you mean ‘you think’? What kind of situation makes you think a prank call might not be a prank call?”

“Hmm. I don’t really get it either.”

I couldn’t understand the meaning or the intention. The call history showed it came from the class rep’s phone, the voice was distorted with a voice changer but still female, and the way the intonation worked was exactly like Miko. In other words, the class rep used her own phone to pretend to be someone else and called me. And if I don’t save her, something irreversible will happen? Huh??

What the hell does that girl want?

Still confused, I stood up anyway.

“I’m stepping out for a bit.”

“Okay. See you later, Tomo.”

“Take your bag with you. We have to lock up when it’s time to go home.”

“Got it.”

I grabbed my school bag and left the clubroom. I walked through the connecting corridor from the old school building to the new one.

On the way, I tried calling Miko back, but it wouldn’t connect at all. No hints, huh.

“But I’ve got a pretty good idea where she is.”

She’s the Student Council President. The place she’s most likely to be is the student council room.

I arrived in front of the student council room. I knocked, but there was no answer. Wrong guess? Just to be sure, I opened the door — and was met with a completely incomprehensible scene.

“Fuu—!♡♡ Fuu!!♡♡ Fuuu!!♡♡♡”

“……Eh…”

I was speechless.

There sat the class rep, completely naked, with her arms and legs tied to a chair. A vibrator was buried deep in her crotch, buzzing loudly as it vibrated intensely. On top of that, she was wearing an eye mask that blocked her vision. A twisted towel was stuffed in her mouth as a gag, and her hearing seemed to be blocked by earplugs too. In other words, she had almost entirely lost her senses artificially.

“…………”

I checked the hallway outside, stepped inside, quietly closed the door, and locked it. Then I looked at the class rep again.

…Yeah. I wasn’t seeing things. This is real.

“Fuu—!♡♡ Fuuu!!♡♡♡”

The class rep twisted her body violently, trying to release the pleasure. But the ropes were tied so tightly there was no sign of them loosening.

I organized the situation in my head and reached one conclusion.

This is an exposure play. The class rep had tied herself up and put herself in an inescapable situation. She had called me in advance as the only key to escape. If I hadn’t come, she would eventually be discovered by someone in this shameful state and her life would be over.

“You’re insane today too. Is there really no one who can stop this girl anymore?”

Is she risking her life on a real escape game? What drives her to go this far?

Now then, what should I do with her? I thought.

“…For starters, I’ll grope her tits.”

Squeeze squeeze. So soft—.

I only meant to playfully fondle her breasts, but the class rep’s entire body trembled violently as if startled.

“Nn!?♡♡♡ Nnnnn—!!♡♡♡”

—Twitch twitch twitch! Twitch!!

“Whoa. Such a strong reaction?”

I was surprised. Breasts feel good, sure, but reacting this intensely just from having them groped is excessive. Because her senses were blocked off, her whole body had probably become hypersensitive, like one giant erogenous zone. She’s turned into an all-pussy woman.

Next, I roughly thrust the slippery vibrator that was conveniently stuck in her crotch in and out.

—Guchu guchu! Gichu buchu!!

“Fugu!?♡♡ Uu!?♡♡♡ Hogo!?♡♡♡ Hyuu hyuu…♡♡♡”

The pleasure was so strong she looked like she was suffering from oxygen deprivation. I was worried if it was okay to keep going, but this was what she wanted. I was getting pretty into it too, and being a bit rougher probably suited the situation better.

I took out my erect cock and slapped it against the class rep’s cheek a few times. Then I brought the tip close to her nose.

“Sniff sniff. Fuu—!!♡♡ Fuu fuu…♡♡”

The class rep’s face melted. Well, her face was already a mess from various fluids, but I could somehow sense the aura of a female in heat. She seemed to be expecting it. I traced her naked body with my cock, then poked her clit.

“Nnn!?♡♡♡ Ngu!?♡♡ Nn!!♡♡ Fuhyuu—!!♡♡♡”

Her body shook hard and her breathing grew violent. She writhed intensely, showing maximum resistance. She was probably scared that I might actually put it in raw. Of course I wouldn’t go that far. I quickly put on a condom, then pulled the vibrator out of her pussy.

—Nurorororo. Jupon!

“Ohyu!?♡♡”

The class rep’s head jerked back. I immediately shoved my cock roughly into her gaping entrance.

“Nn!?♡♡♡ Nnn~~~~~!!♡♡♡”

The class rep twisted her body wildly and shook her head violently. Drool soaked through the towel and dripped down her chin.

“Whoa. It’s so hot and slippery! Feels amazing.”

I thrust rhythmically while trembling with pleasure. The class rep breathed heavily through her nose and convulsed wildly as if broken. Come to think of it, she can’t hear anything. This is complicated.

“Nnu~~~~!!♡♡♡ Fuu—!!♡♡♡ Hyu♡♡ Higuu♡♡”

She was resisting as if she were actually being raped. I see — since she can’t see, she thinks I might be putting it in raw. She didn’t see me put the condom on either.

While thrusting, I stroked her cheek. I meant to reassure her, but it only confused her more and she started crying heavily. Tears leaked from under the eye mask.

“At least let me open your eyes or ears.”

Exasperated, I twisted my hips and stirred up her melted insides. The love juices stirred up by my pistoning were foaming white and had already soaked the floor. The thick female scent was irresistible. I wasn’t going to last long.

“This feels way too good! I’m already close!”

I ground my hips hard, building up the pleasure. Heat gathered at the base of my cock, signaling I was about to release.

“Nn nn!!♡♡♡ Higuu♡♡♡ Un!!♡♡ Nnn~~~~~~!!♡♡♡”

—Twitch twitch twitch! Twitch!! Twitch twitch!!

The class rep reached an intense orgasm first. I thrust wildly and released all my desire.

“Ooh. I’m cumming. It’s all getting sucked out.”

My balls pulsed as thick semen pumped out like a fountain. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

“Fuhyuu… Hyuu. Hyuu— hyuu…”

The class rep was spaced out, leaking love juices. Time to untie her. I first removed the earplugs, then the towel gag, and finally the eye mask. Miko, whose face was a mess of tears and sweat, saw me and let out even more tears in relief.

“Thank goodness…! It’s Tomokun. I was so scared it might be someone else…”

“You really are hopeless. Look, I even wore a condom, so relax.”

I pulled my cock out to show her. The condom’s reservoir was hanging down heavily like a loofah from how much I came.

Miko made a teary, sloppy smile.

“…Thank you for coming, Tomokun.”

…………

……

“So yeah, after thinking about how to make exposure play even more thrilling, I came up with this.”

After we cleaned up the room and she fixed her appearance, Miko explained shyly when I asked. My guess had been completely correct. She assured me it was all her own doing and there was no mastermind behind it.

“It was pretty reckless when you think about it calmly. But it’s a play I can only do because I trust you, Master. It felt incredibly good.”

Miko held my hand and gave a lovely smile.

“Oh right! For this year’s school festival, the student council’s exhibit — how about we do an escape game!”

I smiled brightly.

“Reflect on your actions at least a little, you idiot.”

Chapter 82: ‘Childhood Friend♀, the Blonde Blue-Eyed Beautiful Girl, and the Wrap Party’

After exams ended, while the usual group was gathered, the topic of my first part-time job wrap party came up. We had planned to do it right after I started, but it kept getting postponed due to the sports festival and other stuff. Since exams were finally over, now was the perfect time. And so, our long-awaited wrap party was finally happening.

…Or so I thought. But why is the venue here? We were standing in front of the sign for Cafe Smatabucks.

“Having a wrap party at your own workplace feels like it has zero special feeling.”

“It’s a part-time job wrap party, so it’s fine, isn’t it? I’d rather this than some weird random place.”

“Smatabucks has excellent drinks and sweets. It’s perfect for a wrap party, right?”

『Right♡』

The girls were all smiling and getting along nicely. But for me, this is just my regular workplace. There’s seriously zero special feeling.

“Besides, is it okay for a wrap party to be all about sweets? Wrap parties are supposed to be about meat. Meat!”

“For girls, sweets are meat.”

“Are we talking about body fat?”

“Tomo. You have no delicacy at all.”

Ugh. Getting calmly scolded by Ati hits hard. I’m depressed now.

Once we entered the store and sat down, a university student who was my junior at the part-time job — Nakahara-san — came to take our orders. Looks like Runa-senpai is off today. She teased me with “You’ve got a harem, Senpai♪”

Ati looked at me with sparkling eyes.

“What’s your recommended custom drink, Tomo?”

“Oh, I’d like to hear that too. Tell us, Mr. Barista.”

I put a hand on my chin and thought.

“Let’s see. The standard is the Rock-Hard Horny Dickchino, but I also like the Jerk-Jerk Double Fuck Fuck Dickchino. The Cum-Cum Ohh Slippery Pussy-chino is especially popular with women.”

“As expected of a veteran employee!”

“I’m only in my second year though…”

I naturally played along with Ati’s innocent joke. I’m completely used to it by now.

We each ordered our customized drinks. Mine was just a regular black coffee. I don’t like pairing sweet sweets with sweet drinks — it goes against my principles.

For sweets, I got a Japanese chestnut Mont Blanc, Shiina got a fondant chocolat, and Ati ordered a rare cheesecake. Once the food arrived, we chatted as usual.

“Mmm~♡ This cake is delicious♪ The coffee is great too, but this place really puts effort into their sweets.”

“Are Smatabucks cakes homemade?”

“No, they’re delivered fresh from a nearby Western confectionery shop called ‘Okashi no Ie’.”

“Ah, that explains it.”

“Ati, you know the place?”

“I brought you a Baumkuchen before, remember? I bought it from that shop.”

So it’s the Harbor family’s go-to patisserie. No wonder the quality is so high.

Smatabucks is the realization of the manager’s dream. Everything here is made with obsessive attention to detail. When adults get serious, they really can create something amazing.

While enjoying the aroma of my coffee, I asked the two girls:

“Did you two buy anything with your first paycheck?”

They looked at each other and smiled softly.

“I bought presents for my parents!”

“Me too. That’s the classic choice, right?”

“You two are great.”

“What did you spend your first paycheck on, Tomo?”

“I was planning to buy something for my parents too, but they refused. They told me to invest it in myself since it was my own money.”

“That’s pretty admirable too. Both Okayuu and your parents.”

Well, given the circumstances in my case, I can understand their feelings. They made me live alone and told me to get a job to earn my own pocket money, only for me to try buying them presents with it. As parents, they probably felt some resistance to that.

I ate my Mont Blanc. Sweet and delicious. Vocabulary power.

“Okayuu, you like Mont Blanc, right? Is there a reason?”

“There’s no special reason. I like it because it’s delicious. That’s all.”

“That’s a very simple reason. I like cheesecake simply because it’s delicious too.”

Ati nodded in agreement. I bit into the top chestnut, then took a sip of coffee.

“Besides, don’t you think there’s no real logic behind what we like? The feeling of ‘I like it’ comes first, and then we add some logical-sounding reason afterward to convince ourselves. We create theories like ‘I like this because I’m ◯◯.’ But it’s all retroactive justification. In truth, there’s no real reason — it’s just instinct. My theory is that there’s no logic behind ‘like’ or ‘dislike’.”

“Does that mean your reason for liking Shii-chan isn’t logical either?”

“A-Ati-chan…!”

Shiina’s face turned bright red at Ati’s innocent question. Nice assist, Ati.

I nodded.

“Yeah. Back in elementary school, Shiina started paying attention to me and that’s how we started hanging out like this. But the reason I was happy she paid attention to me was because I already liked her. If I hated her, I would’ve just rejected her normally.”

“Tomo is very honest with himself.”

Ati has completely become someone who understands me. So cute. I want to pat her head.

“Geez. How did the conversation end up here? Did I step on a landmine…?”

Shiina fanned her red face with her hands. That gesture is way too cute.

Well, to put it plainly, my liking Shiina was love at first sight. No matter how twisted a kid you are, if the girl you like starts paying attention to you, of course you’d be happy.

“…Seriously.”

“Haha.”

As the three of us sat in this slightly embarrassed atmosphere, Ati looked at us gently.

“The coffee and cake are delicious, but I think this atmosphere is the most delicious thing of all♪”

…Is this weak of an ending really okay?

And so, our wrap party ended in great success——.

Chapter 83: ‘The Usual Group + The School Idol’s Cooking Class’

While we were chatting as usual before morning homeroom, Ati suddenly asked:

“Tomo, what would make you happy if the girl you like did it for you?”

Ati really is abrupt as always. I hummed thoughtfully.

“I think I’d be happy if she made stew or something for me.”

“Why stew?”

“Stew feels like the symbol of home cooking, right? It’s like the representative of a family’s taste.”

“I understand. I love the cream stew my mom makes.”

“I like beef stew.”

“What about you, Tomo?”

“I like curry.”

“We’re talking about stew here.”

Shiina immediately reacted to my joke. Nice speed. She could probably make it to the Olympics someday.

Ati giggled at our exchange and clapped her hands together.

“Now that you mention it, we have cooking class today.”

“We’re making stew, right? Isn’t that why this topic came up?”

“No, I genuinely wanted to eat stew. When you live alone for a while, you start craving home-cooked meals.”

“You’ve only been living alone for two years…”

Shiina looked exasperated. Hey, one year feels really long for a high school student. Three of them and you graduate. When you think about it, a year is quite long.

Shiina and Ati exchanged glances.

“Tomo, don’t you go back to your parents’ house?”

“Yeah, aren’t your mom and dad lonely?”

“I do go back sometimes. They tell me to show my face regularly too.”

It’s a common thing with people who live alone, but when I go back home, it somehow doesn’t feel like “home” anymore. It feels more like visiting someone else’s house. I’ve come to realize that my true home is now that old, worn-out apartment room.

“Still, having food appear without doing anything and getting your laundry done for you… I really appreciate how amazing that is.”

“I help with housework normally though.”

“Me too.”

Good girls, the both of them. I do everything by myself at the apartment, so wanting to slack off a bit when I’m at my parents’ house — is that too spoiled of me?

“Well, as a guy living alone, I don’t really get the chance to make stew. I’ll enjoy it under the guise of class.”

“It’s still class, so don’t forget you actually have to work too, Okayuu.”

“Of course I haven’t forgotten. Leave the washing up to me.”

“Ugh, classic ‘can’t cook’ guy behavior.”

“It’s not that I can’t cook. I just trust that it’ll be faster and taste better if I leave it to you two.”

“You’re only good with your mouth these days…”

Shiina shrugged her shoulders.

— And so, today we had cooking class for the two periods before lunch. Classmates in healthy uniform + apron style filed into the home economics room. Ingredients and tools were already prepared on the cooking stations. A detailed recipe was written on the whiteboard at the front.

“Whoa, you have to fry flour for stew? Just use roux packets.”

“That would be too easy for it to count as class.”

“I’ve only ever made stew using roux before.”

While we were chatting noisily, one girl joined our group.

“Everyone, I’m in this group too. Nice to work with you♪”

“Miko-chan! Of course you’re very welcome~”

Miko and Shiina held hands and squealed excitedly. They really get along well.

As I was making a calm Buddha-like face at this new wave of yuri energy, Ati tugged on my uniform sleeve.

“You’re not just close with Shii-chan, but with the committee chair too, huh?”

“Why do you think that?”

“The committee chair is so popular that she gets offers from every group, but she specifically chose ours.”

Is it because she gets along with everyone in the group? Well, I won’t deny it. Though now our group is definitely the center of attention.

“Hyaaa. The committee chair’s group has way too much visual power.”

“It’s got all three of the class’s top beauties.”

“Just how much good karma did Kamioka accumulate in his past life?”

Both the boys and girls were looking at us with envious eyes. While it does give a sense of superiority, being the center of attention is kinda uncomfortable.

“Well, I’ll just quietly do my job as the dishwasher without standing out.”

“What are you talking about? You’re going to help with cooking too.”

“Hey, I’ve done some self-cooking since I started living alone, but I’ve never even touched flour.”

“You can at least make a salad, right? All you have to do is tear the lettuce and arrange it.”

Well, I can manage that much. Cutting tomatoes and cucumbers should be fine too.

“Um, in that case, may I be in charge of baking the bread?”

“Sure! Go ahead♪”

“Looking forward to it, Ati-chan♪”

At some point Miko had also started calling Ati by her nickname. Girls really become friends so quickly. Ati’s friend notebook must be getting really full.

“Tomokun, can I leave the entire salad to you?”

“Is it really okay to leave it to Okayuu~?”

Miko and Shiina looked at me with faces that were half expectation and half anxiety.

I thumped my chest confidently.

“Leave it to me. When it comes to tearing leaves, there’s no one better than me. I’m a natural-born salad specialist.”

“I’ve never heard that title before.”

“Then I shall become the strongest Panzer!”

“That’s a tank.”

With the mood nicely warmed up, cooking class began. Since my station was close to Ati’s, we chatted casually while working.

“I’ve never understood the demand for ‘bad at cooking’ heroines in rom-coms. I can’t think of any scene where being bad at cooking actually adds to the heroine’s charm.”

“A heroine who’s good at cooking seems like she’d be easier to create events for.”

“Like having her cook for you at home or making you a bento for a date. What’s even good about being bad at cooking?”

“Okayuu, Ati-chan. Make sure you’re actually using your hands too.”

“You’re the one talking while working.”

“Fufu. We’re already way ahead on our prep work here.”

Before I knew it, the ingredient preparation was done. Miko was stir-frying vegetables in a pot, and Shiina was already doing the washing and cleaning during her free time. Her movements were efficient with zero waste.

“I knew Shiina could cook, but you’re good too, Committee Chair.”

“I always make my own bento.”

“Heh.”

I was genuinely impressed. It’s nice to see an unexpected side of your classmates. That’s one of the best parts of cooking class.

“Tomo, that’s dangerous. The committee chair has no openings in the beginning, middle, or end.”

“But I won’t lose?”

“We’re not even competing though?”

Tch, acting all composed. Just watch. I’ll create the ultimate salad.

With that, a wonderful aroma filled the home economics room as each group finished their dishes. We sat at the table and looked at the completed food.

“This stew looks insanely good.”

“Of course it does. We followed the recipe.”

“Ati-chan’s bread and Tomokun’s salad both look delicious.”

“As expected. I am the strongest Panty after all!”

“You turned into underwear.”

“Weren’t you a Panzer?”

“I also gave it my all as the strongest Salader.”

“That just sounds like an air freshener.”

As expected, the stew was incredibly delicious. Eating it together while chatting strengthened the bonds within the group.

It was a very meaningful time.

On the way back from the home economics room, Miko said:

“Hey, let’s do the cultural festival preparations with this same group too.”

“I see. The prep period is already starting.”

“I’m looking forward to it!”

“I wonder what our class is doing for the festival.”

The conversation flowed excitedly, and anticipation for the upcoming cultural festival grew—— it was just another ordinary but enjoyable day.

Chapter 84: ‘Childhood Friend♀ and After-School Skip Sex’ ♡

On the way home from school, I was having a casual chat with Ati.

“Tomo, do you know why we eat ginger with sushi?”

“Ginger? Oh, you mean gari. Why is that?”

Ati raised her index finger proudly and explained.

“Back in the old days, hygiene wasn’t very good, so a lot of people got sick from raw fish. That’s why it became a custom to eat strongly detoxifying ginger together with sushi.”

“You really know a lot, Ati. Want some candy?”

“Yay! Ginger lemon honey candy. The sweet and sour taste with that little spicy kick is so good♡”

I gently patted Ati’s head as she happily rolled the candy around on her tongue. So healing.

“Are you going anywhere after this? Got any plans?”

“Fufu. Today I promised to watch a movie with Tama-chan and Azusa-chan.”

“Elementary school friends, huh? That’s nice that you’re so close.”

In that case, it’d be tactless for me to butt in. I’ll just be a quiet bug watching over their cute get-together.

“Have fun.”

“Yes♪”

Ati was smiling brightly. She must have been really looking forward to it.

When we reached the station, Ati’s friends were already waiting. She ran over and held hands with Tama-chan, both of them laughing happily. So cute. I couldn’t help but clasp my hands together in admiration.

Ati turned around, waved big at me, and said:

“Well then, Tomo! See you tomorrow!”

“Yeah. See you.”

I waved back lightly.

I could hear the cheerful conversation of the three close friends as they headed into the station.

“Ati-chan, you’re still so close with that cool store clerk guy, it’s amazing…!”

“Tomo is a really good person. He’s always kind to me.”

“Hmm. Are you… dating him?”

“Fufu. We’re not dating. But we’re very close!”

“An adult relationship… As expected, you’re on another level.”

Ati, don’t say things that invite misunderstandings like that. I scratched my cheek awkwardly.

I didn’t have work today, so I had nothing to do. Maybe I should go home and enjoy some alone time with my pink archive.

With that thought in mind, I returned to my apartment, only to find a girl sitting in front of my door, leaning her back against it. Wait, it’s Shiina.

“Shiina?”

“Okayuu. Welcome back.”

“What about club activities?”

“I skipped. Wasn’t feeling well.”

“For real? You okay?”

When I placed my hand on Shiina’s forehead, it was slightly sweaty. But she didn’t seem to have a fever.

Shiina narrowed her eyes comfortably.

“Mmm. Okayuu’s hand feels nice and cold.”

“…………”

Her voice sounded awfully seductive. She was also breathing hot, damp breaths. This is clearly that kind of “not feeling well.”

“Not feeling well… meaning you got horny, that kind of thing?”

“Well… something like that.”

Shiina grabbed my hand tightly and looked up at me with moist eyes.

“…Is that bad?”

“It’s not bad at all. Actually, I was in the mood too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I was thinking of jerking off to some erotic video.”

“…But you’ve got the real thing right here?”

Shiina tempted me with a sweet voice. I swallowed hard.

Of course, no matter how erotic a video is, it can’t compare to a real woman’s body. With my cock already rock-hard in my pants, I pulled Shiina up by the arm, wrapped my hand around her waist, and said:

“Let’s go inside for now…”

“…Yeah.”

The door closed, and I fumbled to lock it.

Shiina poked my shoulder repeatedly.

“Nn.”

Understanding what she wanted, I pulled her hips close. She wrapped both arms around my neck and pressed her lips against mine.

“Nchu♡ Chu♡ Npu♡ Fuu fuu♡”

“Nnn. Nnu.”

Shiina kissed me passionately, sucking on my lips with wet sounds. She was practically devouring me.

Her aggressive kissing made my cock even harder. My tent was pressing firmly against her lower belly.

“Nchupu♡ Jyurujyuru♡ Hapu♡ Nnuun♡”

“Nnnn. Fuu— fuu.”

Shit. She’s going full deep kiss. I’ve completely lost control. It’s bad for a man’s pride, but her tongue is so sweet and feels so good that I’m about to just go with it. My underwear is already sticky with precum and cold.

I mustered what little reason I had left and grabbed her shoulders.

“Let’s move to the bed.”

“Yeah.”

Shiina stumbled onto the bed. She lay on her back and looked up at me. I pinned her down, took off her blazer, then unbuttoned her blouse one by one, exposing her light blue bra-covered breasts.

Shiina rubbed her thighs together restlessly and turned her flushed face away.

“…I’m such a slut, aren’t I?”

“Well, I do think you’re a lewd girl. But I like that about you.”

“Which meaning?”

With a challenging look in her eyes, Shiina traced my cock over my pants with her finger.

Suppressing the pleasure, I answered without hesitation.

“I like having sex with you, and I like you.”

“Fufu. Pervert.”

Shiina unhooked and removed her skirt herself. In just her underwear, she looked incredibly erotic.

“Okayuu, strip too.”

“Yeah.”

While I quickly took off my uniform, Shiina smoothly removed her panties and bra. The tips of her full breasts pointed upward. Her pussy was so wet that even her pubic hair was glistening. Faced with my childhood friend’s seductive, toned naked body, my cock curved upward powerfully.

“Okayuu. Touch me♡”

“Got it.”

I brought my face close to her crotch. A wonderful scent that made my cock twitch hit me. I grabbed her firm thighs and gave a strong kiss near her ass, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

“Ah♡ Hey, don’t leave marks.”

“No one’s gonna see it here, so it’s fine.”

“That’s not the— Aaaahhh!?♡♡”

Shiina let out a high-pitched moan and arched her back. Because I had latched onto her pussy.

“Jyurujyuru. Hapu. Rero rero. Salty.”

“Licking me there is so perverted♡”

“You wanna lick too?”

Understanding what I meant, Shiina nodded slightly.

“Yeah. I want to.”

We switched positions and buried our faces in each other’s genitals. Sixty-nine.

“Kupo♡ Jupo♡ Nponpo♡”

“Ooh. That feels good.”

“Nchunchu♡ Gupogupo♡”

Shiina hugged my waist and bobbed her head vigorously, sucking my cock with passion. It was an intense blowjob. In return, I shoved my tongue into her raw pussy, slurping up her love juices noisily.

“Nnnnn♡♡ Nnuu♡♡ Jupojupo♡ Juppo juppo♡♡”

“Nku! Jyurujyuru. Chuu— chuu—”

Anyone watching us frantically devouring each other’s genitals would only see two animals in heat.

That aside, I was so worked up that I came embarrassingly fast.

—Byururu! Byugu! Byu byupu!!

“Nnnnn♡ Nku♡ Goku goku♡♡”

Shiina swallowed my cum with audible gulps. Trembling from the overwhelming pleasure, I drank down the endlessly gushing love juices from her pussy. It was so salty it made my tongue tingle, but not bad at all.

I got up, put a condom on my cock that was still hard and covered in Shiina’s saliva. Then I pinned down Shiina again, whose mouth was a mess.

“I skipped club to have sex… I’m such a bad girl.”

“You’re usually too good. Do something bad once in a while to balance it out.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Shiina giggled and spread her pussy open with her fingers.

“Come♡ Thrust it in hard♡”

“Yeah.”

I pushed my cock into my childhood friend’s vagina. Her melted insides from the cunnilingus wrapped tightly around me.

“Whoa. It’s sucking me in so hard.”

“Nnnnn♡♡ It’s too hard♡ You just came, so why is it still this stiff?”

Shiina breathed heavily while holding my hand. I squeezed hers back, interlocking our fingers. I ground my hips and pistoned, crushing her loosened inner walls.

“Ah! Ah!♡♡ Auuu♡♡ Feels so good♡ Your cock♡♡ I love it♡♡”

Her melted-brain words made my cock even harder. Foamy love juices were churned out and soaked the sheets. The sour, mixed smell of our sweat filled the room.

I buried my face in Shiina’s breasts, kneading the soft mounds while sucking on her nipples. So fluffy and nice. My brain was completely melted too.

“Aun♡♡ Aaaaa…♡♡ Uun♡♡ Nku♡♡ Uuun♡♡”

I thrust harder while massaging her breasts. Shiina’s throat twitched as she moaned sweetly, cutely, and extremely erotically. I pounded her wildly and forcibly stole her lips.

“Nju♡ Hyu♡ Nnn♡♡ O♡ Hyu♡♡”

I had forgotten because my brain was melted, but Shiina’s mouth tasted faintly salty. That’s the taste of my own cum, huh. Oh well.

The feeling that I was doing something incredibly immoral and perverted only aroused me more. I thrust purely on instinct until I finally reached climax.

“Nnnnnn!!♡♡ N~~~~~~!!♡♡♡”

Shiina reached orgasm at the same time, her whole body shaking violently. Her convulsing, sweat-covered body stuck to mine. The sensation of our skin sticking together as I kept pumping out cum felt incredibly good.

“Ooh. Haa. Nothing left.”

I had shot out every last drop of semen and was literally exhausted. As I lay down beside her and exhaled, Shiina snuggled right up against me.

“That felt so good♡”

“Yeah.”

When I replied, Shiina said tiredly:

“I became a delinquent who skips club to have sex. I can never tell my parents.”

“Taking a break sometimes is important too.”

Being serious is a virtue, but you can’t enjoy life if you’re only serious. I want to enjoy life with moderate breaks and occasional fucking.

“Hey, Okayuu.”

Shiina looked at my face and grinned, showing her teeth.

“I want coffee♡”

“I’ll make it really bitter, is that okay?”