Chapter 81: Artificial Respiration

It was frustrating, but it felt insanely good. I thought I’d never be able to see her in a sexual light because of her repeated eccentric behavior and odd views on bodily functions, but in the end, pleasure is pleasure. Even if it was forced, releasing it felt good. Ah—wait, not talking about bodily functions, okay? Damn, this is frustrating.

Well, at least she obeyed my command to keep her mouth shut. I’ll count that as a win. Case closed.

“Saka… chan… I can’t… breathe…”

One problem after another. Just when Kaede and Momiji had finally calmed down, now Ryu-san looks like she’s on the verge of death. She’s flopping around like a fish out of water.

It’s a strange feeling. Maybe because I just released, my mind is oddly clear despite the emergency.

“Momiji, I appreciate the hug, but can you let go for now?”

“Why? You were all tangled up in sweat with Shiro, weren’t you? So, my sweat is dirty or what?”

Yeah, dirty is the right word, but that’s not the point—a life is on the line here. And just so you know, I also think Shiro’s sweat is dirty. I won’t deny our entanglement got me excited, but it was uncomfortable too. Call it a luxury problem if you want.

“Ryu-san is having trouble breathing. You can see how her chest is struggling.”

“That’s ‘cause she’s wearing clothes. Even if your chest is small, clothes still feel tight, right? If it weren’t for school, I’d be tossing my clothes into the fireplace every day.”

So, without school, do clothes have nothing more than the value of fuel? Even on a deserted island, I’d say clothing is practically a necessity.

“My heart… it hurts… I can’t… no matter how hard I try… I just can’t get air into my lungs…”

This is worse than I imagined. Shouldn’t we call an ambulance? I mean, an innocent maiden who’d blush just from holding hands—would witnessing actual intercourse really do this to her? No, it wouldn’t. If simply watching it were enough, she’d be dead if she were the one experiencing it.

“Did she just make a joke?”

“She did. ‘I can’t get air into my lungs,’ she said.”

I doubt she meant it that way. Stop throwing around false accusations without evidence. Seriously, you two should never ride the train—you’d wipe out the entire salaryman population.

“Calm down! Breathe slowly!”

I’m still debating whether to call an ambulance, but for now, I gently rub her back. I can’t help noticing that Momiji’s panties are right next to Ryu-san’s head, but I’ll just ignore it. Now that I look closer—is that a stain? Probably just sweat.

“I’ve been meaning to say this for a while now—”

“What? If it’s not important, save it for later.”

I brush off Momiji coldly and focus on helping Ryu-san. But then I wonder… is it really acceptable to tend to her while I’m completely naked—the very state that contributed to this mess?

“Artifi… artificial respiration…”

……………… No, no, no. For a moment, I almost suspected it was a trap to get a kiss, but there’s no way she could fake convulsions like that. Not to mention, she’s sweating so profusely you’d think the air conditioning wasn’t even on. Ah… I’m gonna have to wash the sheets and pillowcases. Maybe even air out the mattress. Actually, is that even possible? It doesn’t fold.

No, no! That’s not the issue right now—I need to save her!

“Kaede! Give her artificial respiration! She’s about to die!”

Let’s just pass this problem on to them. They’ll probably complain, but if it comes down to them doing it or me doing it, they’d definitely choose themselves. That’s just how they are.

“That was a good decision. If Kogoro had done it, he would have bullied Otama-chan.”

“Well, strictly speaking, it’s fine as long as you don’t crush them.”

“It’s a low-risk method of discipline, isn’t it?”

“You said it.”

I’m really glad. Things usually backfire, but this time it seems like a nice decision. And besides, the risk is high, you know? This isn’t education; it’s abuse.

Well, these guys basically don’t resort to violence against me, and as long as they don’t cross the line, their threats remain just that. In that sense, Shiro is the most dangerous. That guy tends to resort to violence immediately. Even that last incident would have been a disaster if my reflexes had been any slower.

“I’m going in, Ryu-chan.”

“Ugh……”

…All things considered, Kaede is such a good kid. I, for one, would never want to give artificial respiration to someone of my own gender.

“Oh, oh. This is pure yuri, huh.”

“I don’t think so.”

Momiji, watching Kaede’s rescue attempt with a look of curiosity, must be thinking that you all are always up to even crazier things.

“Maybe this will finally awaken Kaede to womanhood.”

“Don’t tease me. I just happened to choose Kaede, and if I had been in a different mood, you would have ended up in that position, you know? Well, I do hope she awakens to womanhood, though.”

“Honestly, giving artificial respiration while completely naked is hilarious. You’re practically sticking your butt out.”

“For the record, we’re all naked too, okay? In this space, aside from Ryu-san, none of us know anything about civilization.”

“Kogoro, why don’t you give it a good spanking? Not doing so in this position would be downright disrespectful, don’t you think?”

Our views on manners are just too different. Could you say that even in front of the Sphinx?

Why do I have to spank my childhood friend as casually as if I were just touching Billiken’s foot? What kind of upbringing are you trying to give me?

“But seriously, this guy’s been playing sports—he’s got a healthy butt.”

Even though I don’t really know him, he’s a senior at our school who’s facing his end, you know? Is this really the time to be critiquing a friend’s butt? Though, there’s nothing we can do about it anyway.

“For now, why don’t you put on some clothes? Or rather, you, go take a shower.”

“Why?”

I want to know—why are you refusing? Even though it’s the second time and the amount is a bit smaller, it still doesn’t change the fact that something filthy got on you.

“I just happen to want to get cleaned up too, so come on, let’s go. I’ll wash you up.”

“I’m definitely coming because I’m thrilled to take a shower with Kogoro, but why are you so eager to get me to shower? What, because my sweat is dirty? Or stinky?”

That’s a perfect answer, but that’s not the point. Weren’t you disgusted after being splattered? I feel uncomfortable just watching it.

“I didn’t say that. It’s because you got covered in my sperm…”

“So what? Do you wash your hands immediately after shaking hands with your favorite idol? You wouldn’t, would you? It’s exactly the same!”

That could be construed as an insult to every idol in the world.

But still, his reverse anger is extreme—though it’s better than what Kaede and Ryu-san did. In their case, they probably exploded in a delusional rage, thinking, “Why would you have a favorite idol when I’m right here?”

Momiji’s recitations are refreshingly straightforward. I wish she would just stop chanting, but she won’t, will she? These guys seem completely oblivious.

“Say something. You always shut up the moment you’re about to get scolded.”

…People who yell are scary, you know.

“Alright, so no mixed bathing then…”

“I never said that! I’m going to have you washed from the top of your head to the tips of your toes—and every single hole, too!”

“…Leave it to me.”

Holes, huh… cleaning every single hole… The world is steadily expanding, but if you think about it, that’s a kind of growth. Well, the one that’s about to expand is this one’s hole, though.

Shower time left Momiji completely clean… both outside and inside.

I know, right? Every once in a while, I get endless urges to go from the stimulation of a washlet. Yeah… it’s a miracle the drain didn’t get clogged.

By the way, Kaede was absolutely livid—rightfully so. For offloading the life-saving duty onto her, going off to shower with Momiji, and not spanking that blatantly protruding butt while she was letting out ear-splitting moans as if using a megaphone, among other things.

Spanking there was considered proper etiquette. Which damn manners teacher came up with that crap? I just can’t forgive it.