Chapter 78: Variation

Even though we were out, we finally went through with it… We did something even more extreme than just coming—it might feel a bit overdue to mention it now, but still, to actually come… And to think it was a release from being clamped by her ass? For a first time, that’s pretty unusual, isn’t it?

…And it was Kaede, too. Not that I hate her or anything—I’d always thought of her as just a close friend… Well, ever since I got cursed she became someone you couldn’t let your guard down around, but still, she came undone…

“Kogoro? You look completely drained—are you okay?”

Thanks, Kaede. But it’s all your fault.

“Boys really have it tough, huh? It’s like you just did an all-out sprint.”

“Not exactly that extreme… Anyway, try to stay calm.”

I won’t deny it was pleasurable, but that pleasure came with its own kind of damage. If it hadn’t felt as good as I imagined, the damage would have been less severe.

…If it weren’t for that incident in the multi-purpose restroom, I might have just gone with the flow. Ever since that, the way I look at their asses has changed—they now seem like nothing more than parts meant for dangerous play… Though maybe they were always that way.

“So, how about we take a shower? We need to wash our backs at least…”

“Eh? I don’t really mind, though.”

You should mind! It’s stinky, dirty, and sticky—the worst-case scenario.

Why did I end up ejaculating on your back? I tried to use a tissue, but I was threatened: “If you don’t let it out just like that, someone’s going to die!”

Oh, and by the way, Ryu-san passed out. The shock of seeing us completely naked while barely conscious—plus the stench of what I released—and not to mention the mental trauma, it all knocked her down.

“I want to wash too, so let’s go while Ryu-san sleeps.”

“Even if you don’t wash, I will…”

Kaede brings her face close to my privates. Even without saying it outright, it’s clear what she’s planning.

“St-stupid, stupid, stupid!”

Even though I thought it was a waste, I hold down Kaede’s head to stop her from going further. Any more than this, and there’d be no turning back—even if it is a bit late now.

“Don’t worry—I’ve been brushing my teeth properly, you know?”

“I’m not worried about that! I don’t want to further soil my childhood friend! At least try to understand how I feel!”

“With Kogoro’s toothbrush, no less.”

“That’s not the point… Huh? What did you just say?”

I hope I misheard, but my ears are working fine. I never imagined I’d be angry about something like this while still perfectly intact.

“Anyway, can you let go of my head? I’d be fine with some head-scratching, but being held down like this feels like DV.”

Even after trying to choke Ryu-san, you have the nerve to complain.

So, what now? I’m sure Kaede is holding back, but my arms are reaching their limit. At this rate, I’m going to end up dirtying Kaede’s mouth.

…I can’t help it any longer.

“I wonder if I could even kiss someone who’s got something like this in their mouth… you know?”

“Let’s go to the bath! The bath! We’re already naked, after all!”

…Whether I’m holding the reins or being tossed around in the palm of her hand, one way or another, there’s no escaping the consequences. I really don’t care anymore—even a kiss would do.

Ah, that was fun. It was an extremely meaningful time. Taking a shower with my cute childhood friend, sharing a kiss—it was a truly happy time.

No, I wasn’t forcing anything. I’ve decided not to overthink the details. Getting scared won’t change reality; if fate is unavoidable, you might as well enjoy it, right? If I only focus on the good side, I might just keep my sanity… Help me…

“I’m so glad that Kogoro invited you to the bath.”

Did I invite you, or were you invited? It’s like that feeling when, at a drinking party with just the younger staff, an older senior shouts, “I don’t have a wife today, so no dinner plans!” and makes his move.

“…Yeah, I’m happy too.”

It wasn’t entirely a lie. If I could avoid it, I would, but there were certain perks—though the losses far outweighed them!

“Right? You’ve been rock hard this whole time.”

Of course, I have! If I didn’t think about the past or the future, this was an undeniably happy situation. Any healthy high school boy would react this way. The fact that we stopped at just washing each other was nothing short of a miracle.

“Honestly, I’d love to help you feel better, but… it’s still too soon for that, right?”

……………………

“Yeah, no need to rush things.”

At this point, I don’t even have the energy to mentally retort. I might actually be done for, mentally speaking. Thank god we don’t live in a society where anyone can just opt for euthanasia.

“By the way, Ryu-chan still isn’t waking up.”

She didn’t pass out from sheer mental shock—it was a burst of pure embarrassment. That’s so like her. Normally, it’d be the former, right? Watching the guy you love climax between your rival’s ass—this is the kind of nightmare fuel that belongs in hell.

Oh, and for the record, she just pressed them together. It wasn’t some kind of freaky abnormal play, okay?

“She’ll be fine. Let’s finish the shoot before she wakes up.”

“Wow, Kogoro, you actually sound enthusiastic.”

Enthusiastic? No, I just don’t have a choice. Even if you hate singing, you still have to do it in music class. Even if you’re afraid of water, you still have to swim in P.E. It’s nothing more than resignation.

Yeah… If I don’t just resign myself to this, I won’t get through it. A naked man and woman, taking photos next to an unconscious girl—this has crossed into the realm of some kind of ritual.

“Since Momiji-chan and the others aren’t here, we could take some more intense photos… but let’s stick to normal ones.”

I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but unfortunately, no matter what angle you take them from, nothing about these photos will be normal.

“Slow and steady, right? Hehe, taking our time together doesn’t sound bad at all.”

I appreciate that she’s respecting my wishes, but our sensibilities are too different. The pace is so fast that “walking together” doesn’t feel like the right phrase at all.

“Alright, let’s take one with it peeled back and one in its normal state.”

Before she even finishes speaking, her hand reaches for my crotch. I almost block her on reflex but somehow manage to suppress my instincts.

“It really is nice…”

“…What is?”

“That you can switch between both versions. I think that’s wonderful.”

Please don’t treat one of my biggest insecurities like some kind of reversible feature. You nearly choked someone out over a complex, remember?

“I heard it shrinks when it gets cold—is that true?”

“…Well, surface area and heat dissipation efficiency are proportional, so yeah.”

I don’t usually think about it, but the human body really is well-designed. Considering humans originally walked on all fours, it’s positioned well enough to not get in the way in combat. If our biology was so thoughtful, though, couldn’t it have made it more heat-resistant? I mean, it’s ridiculous that sperm take damage at normal body temperature.

“Ohh, so that’s why it got a little longer after the shower.”

“…………Yeah.”

I don’t care about biology or anatomy right now—just hurry up and get this over with before Ryu-san wakes up, or we’ll be stuck in an infinite fainting loop.

“I’ve never seen it in its shrunken state, you know.”

“…Huh.”

I’ve got a really bad feeling about this. If it were just simple curiosity, I wouldn’t mind, but with her personality…

“I wanna take a picture of that version too, so how about we cool it down a little?”

And there it is. Why the hell do I have to chill my junk when it’s not even swollen? You might not have one, but you should at least understand that it would be unpleasant. Then again, if you actually cared about other people’s feelings, you wouldn’t be holding this photoshoot in the first place.

Stop trying to add variety to my dick. Just take the damn pictures in the same pose like a train otaku or something.

“Sorry, but no. Maybe I’d be okay with a fan, but that probably wouldn’t give you the results you’re looking fo—”

“Oh! That’s a great idea!”

What the hell did I just trigger? I was trying to gently refuse, but did I accidentally inspire her instead?

“I’d love to get some photos of it swaying in the wind! And right now, it’s at the perfect level of flexibility!”

Muttering something incomprehensible, she grabs hold of me and gives it a shake.

Hey. I know this is all a joke to you, but that’s still a vital area. Can you handle it with a little more care?

“What kind of fetish even is this?”

What the hell is this “letting it sway in the wind” nonsense? Apologize to Marilyn Monroe.

“Huh? Did I say something weird? Boys get excited when boobs bounce, don’t they? What’s the difference?”

“Uhh…”

“Yeah, no difference at all. I mean, Kogoro, you always get distracted when Momiji-chan’s chest jiggles, don’t you? But when I make it move, you don’t care at all.”

“…I’m sorry.”

Well, it’s because hers is massive compared to the rest of you. Even next to the second biggest, which would be Kaede, the gap is ridiculous. Ryu-san probably ranks at the very bottom compared to Momiji.

“It’s not like bigger is always better, right?”

Don’t swing my dick back and forth like that. And stop making a ring with your fingers around it! If you suddenly yanked down hard, I’d be on death’s door.

“Y-yeah, there’s also shape, color, softness…”

“Right? Momiji-chan’s are too big, not really pink, and they’re not that soft either.”

“Hahaha…”

Even so, if we were scoring them, she’d still get a high score—but I’m not saying that out loud. The lowest score would definitely go to the class rep.

“So? Why do you keep looking at Shiro-chan? You barely glance at me or Sumire-chan. Care to explain? Actually, why do you even need to look at anyone other than me? I play tennis, so I’m pretty toned. Why aren’t you looking at me?”

…Because Shiro is the most toned. That girl’s a physical monster.

“Ugh, the more I think about it, the more annoyed I get.”

“Please stop thinking about it.”

“Excuse me?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Will this photoshoot even end peacefully? The shower time was surprisingly calm, so I let my guard down. I was still way too naive.