Somehow I Ended up Dating the Perfect Female Classmate, but My Sister Found Out and They're Turning Into Yanderes - Chapter 113-114

Chapter 113: Before the Opening Ceremony

“Alright everyone, listen up~”

Just as more and more classmates were trickling into our spot, Kirino started the morning roll call.

“Today’s finally the big sports festival we’ve all been waiting for. Did everyone eat a good breakfast?”

That’s the same line they use at elementary school sports days.

“I’ve said it a bunch of times already, but this is the last sports festival of our lives. To make it perfect, I think we all need to focus only on the festival today.”

Well, among the third-years, only Kirino would actually mean that.

“So, to make sure no one gets distracted during the festival, I’m gonna hold on to all your exam study textbooks and stuff for today.”

““““““““““““！？”””””””””””””

The sleepy-looking kids suddenly snapped wide awake.

“Hmm? It’s getting a little noisy. Is there some kind of complaint?”

……

No way anyone’s gonna speak up when you look and sound like that, Kirino.

“Okay then, Yoshirin’s gonna go around collecting them now, so hand them over properly. And if I find out anyone hid something after she’s done… you know what happens, right?”

At those last words, textbooks started coming out one after another from inside shirts and the bottoms of bags.

I’d love to be taught a lesson like that… but sadly I didn’t even bring any study stuff in the first place.

From beside Kirino, Yoshirin came walking over with a big trash bag.

She already looks like Kirino’s total slave who got forced into it with pure power…
…Man, I’m jealous.
If only I could get turned into a slave through a mix of abuse and pleasure.

Yoshirin had this scared face (definitely because of Kirino) as she went around collecting everyone’s textbooks one by one.

Seeing that pitiful expression, nobody could even try to hold back.

“Oh, and just so you all know, I’m the rep for this class.”

We didn’t know that.

Pretty sure every single person just screamed that line inside their heads, but no one actually said it out loud.

“Anyway, I already drew the lots for the three-legged race and the selected relay groups earlier. We ended up facing first-year A class.”

“Ended up”? What’s that supposed to mean?

And yeah, we really did get matched against Rinka’s class.
…She probably snuck into school yesterday after we left and rigged something.
Would she really go that far?

“If any of you get beaten by someone from A class… well, there might be a little punishment waiting~”

Wait, is this like that soccer thing where losers get tortured?

In this case the prison camp would be Kirino’s house, right?
Getting tortured at Kirino’s house…//
Maybe I should trip on purpose…?

“Um, good morning everyone. The opening ceremony will be starting soon, so please gather in the center of the sports ground.”

A slightly annoying shota voice announced that it was almost time.

“Already that time, huh. I’ll carry the flag and walk at the front, so everyone stay in line and follow me, okay?”

Huh? Line?

“Uh, Kirino… what do you mean by line…?”

One of the girls who used to be close with Kirino asked nervously.

“Hm? Oh right. I hadn’t told you the order yet. How about we just go by attendance number?”

No, I think she was asking “why” in the first place.
I’m curious too.

“I bet our class is the only one doing something this military-like.”

“Aww, don’t say military~ We’re at a sports festival, don’t use that word. Come on, didn’t you all practice marching before sports day back in elementary and middle school?”

We did.
I even remember one time it ate up a whole hour.

Elementary and middle school sports days are weirdly strict about marching.

“We’re just gonna do that same march.”

“Do we… really have to…?”

Whoa, that girl’s pretty brave.
Straight-up talking back to dictator Kirino like that.

Compared to her, us guys…
We weren’t scared of Kirino at all. If anything, we were kinda getting excited… wait, am I the only one excited?

“Look, the sports festival already starts from the opening ceremony, okay? What are you gonna do if your attitude during the ceremony affects the class score?”

I don’t think that’s how it works.

And even if it did, it would start “from” the opening ceremony, so marching before it wouldn’t even count…

“Alright, no more complaining. If anyone says another word, you’re getting a penalty!”

There it is—the ultimate move.

Hit with the final technique, we got completely sunk and lined up in attendance order just like Kirino ordered.

“Okay, match my footsteps and move together. I’ll notice right away if the line gets even a little messy.”

Kirino raised the E-class flag and started marching with crazy sharp steps, like it was a real military parade.
Scared by her gaze, the rest of us copied the exact same movements.

Wow, this actually takes a lot of balance.

There were already parents on the sidelines, so the ground had been noisy, but the second our E class marched in, everything went dead quiet.

Wait… I thought I just caught a glimpse of that camera I saw this morning… must’ve been my imagination.

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Chapter 114: Sports Festival Kickoff

“And that concludes the opening ceremony. Students, please return to your class areas quickly.”

Man, that opening ceremony was totally pointless.

I guess it’s like that everywhere.

The unmotivated third-years were either standing there with their eyes closed, chatting with friends, or secretly peeking at word lists they hid in their pockets.

But that was only for every class except one.

In our third-year E class, not a single person closed their eyes, talked, or opened any study stuff. No surprise there—standing at the very front, Kirino was watching us so hard it felt like she had eyes in the back of her head. By the way, I’ve got eyes on my crotch.

Back in elementary and middle school, the second the opening ceremony ended, they’d blast some over-the-top motivational BGM and everyone would sprint back to their spots.

The first- and second-years were doing pretty much the same thing, dashing back at full speed. The events weren’t even starting right away—did they really need to rush like that?

Most third-years were just strolling along lazily while their homeroom teachers glared at them.

But our third-year E class kept the exact same pace the whole way, marching in perfect formation.

““““““““““““……”””””””””””””

It’s kinda embarrassing how everything goes dead silent the moment we start marching.

When it’s this quiet, the shame hits harder. I wish they’d play some marching music or something.

Still, it’s pretty impressive how well we’re all keeping up with Kirino’s super sharp steps, right? It actually takes a surprising amount of stamina, but nobody’s getting tired. If Kirino says we deserve extra points for this, it wouldn’t even be weird.

By the way, our homeroom teacher just left everything to Kirino and is chilling in the teachers’ tent.

Nice… I wanna do some outdoor penis exercises somewhere with fewer eyes on me too.

Wait, is it true that after doing penis exercises you can’t put much strength into anything? I feel like it would actually fill me with energy instead.

“There’s an all-class 100-meter dash in thirty minutes. Make sure you warm up properly during the break.”

Alright, then during the break I’ll take care of the part I didn’t do this morning…

“Hey Kiyoto, wanna warm up together?”

…Yeah, obviously I can’t just jerk off alone during the sports festival. That’d be way too embarrassing.

And again these guys are looking at me with those slightly pitying eyes.

Fine, if that’s how it is, I’m dragging someone down with me…

“Kirino, wouldn’t it be better if the whole class warmed up together?”

““““““““““““！？”””””””””””””

Nice, nice.

Their faces were screaming “What the hell are you saying?!”

Come on, what were you all planning to do during the break anyway?

Sure, because of Kirino’s reign of terror, some people are probably gonna spend the full thirty minutes warming up for real, but most will finish in under ten. So what are they gonna do with the rest of the time? Since she confiscated all the textbooks, the only thing left is jerking off in the bathroom. No cutting in line.

“Hmm, you’ve got a point there, Kiyoto. What do you think, Yoshirin?”

Yoshirin’s opinion equals Kirino’s opinion, so asking her is just doing the same thing twice.

Still, the current Yoshirin, thanks to Kirino’s abuse training, will probably respect my opinion.

“I think… it’s fine if only Kirino and K-Kiyoto warm up together.”

Huh? Why?

Saying something like that is gonna cause trouble for Yoshirin (and me too, but mostly her), right?
Whoa, looks like it’s DV time again.

“Yeah, that makes sense. Warming up is supposed to be done on your own anyway, so doing it all together isn’t really that effective.”

Ah, so Kirino actually wanted to warm up with just me. That explains why Yoshirin answered that way.

Wait, but if what Kirino just said is true, then warming up together with her would be pointless too…?

“C’mon, let’s go, Kiyoto.”

Without giving me a chance to argue, Kirino grabbed my arm and pulled me along. Why is she putting so much strength into just going to warm up?

We slipped away from the sports ground and came out into the open space between the school buildings.

“Okay, Kiyoto, lie face down.”

Eh? Aren’t we supposed to be warming up?

I’ve read enough track-and-field doujins to kinda know what warm-ups before running look like, but I don’t remember any that involve lying face down.

I lay down on my stomach, feeling a bit hopeful.

Then Kirino grabbed the back of my thighs.

“！？//”

Oh, so that’s what this is.
Guess warm-ups really do need that kind of thing too.

In that case I should relax my whole body and offer myself to Kirino… ow!?

Kirino dug her thumb hard into my thigh.

“What are you squirming for, Kiyoto? Stay still.”

But it hurts so good…

Wait, hold on.
If my dick gets hard right now, it’s basically gonna turn into floor play!?

Ahh// If this keeps up, Kirino’s gonna see me doing penis exercises on the floor.

“Ah… aah//”

It’s getting hard.
This is bad… I might actually cum for real.

While I was moaning from the edging, I thought I heard something like a shutter click from a window for a split second, and maybe even saw a camera flash… but nah, must’ve been my imagination.