My hentai love-comedy is wrong as I expected
Part 1
"——Excuse me. I am Kiryuu Keiki from class 2B. I have business with Okita-sensei."
Lunch break. Keiki asked that at the teacher's office.
"Ah, Kiryuu. What is it?" Asked the teacher in the middle of her twenties. Okita-sensei had short hair, narrow eyes, and was wearing a typical business suit. She was the adviser of the calligraphy club.
"There was something that I wanted to ask Sensei. It's about the cleaning operation back in May."
"Ah, good work back then. Tokihara can be a bit troublesome sometimes. Even though she's a genius when it comes to calligraphy, she slacks off when it comes to the cleanup work afterwards."
"Ahahaha, you're telling me."
"So? Did something happen in the club room again?"
"No, it's not that. That day when you went to check on the door of the club room, did you see any girls walking around in that area?"
"Hmm? Ahh, now that you mention it, on the way to the clubroom there was a girl coming my way. I remembered her because of her distinct hairstyle."
"Who was that girl, if I may ask?"
"Fujimoto. The vice president of the student council, Fujimoto Ayano."
"So Fujimoto-san is...?"
As a fellow second-year, he had talked to her before. Not to mention what had happened yesterday on the stairs when he caught her mid-fall—
"What happened, Kiryuu? You're getting red. Do you have a fever?"
"N-No. I'm fine."
He had just happened to remember the moment when Ayano snuggled up to his chest. He didn't exactly expect her name to crop up here, but it seemed like he had found the 5th Cinderella candidate.
Leaving the teacher's office with new information, Keiki made his way towards the courtyard. He sat down on a bench in a tree's shadow and thought about what he had just learned.
"So Fujimoto-san was near the clubroom that day?"
Well, it made sense for her since she might've had some work over there as the student council vice president. But, on that day, was she really there by pure coincidence? Especially right after Keiki went home?
"Is Fujimoto-san Cinderella?"
"You called?"
"Uwaaaaaaaaaa?!" Hearing a voice behind his back, Keiki let out a scream.
Behind the bench was a girl with one eye covered by her long bangs — Fujimoto Ayano.
"F-Fujimoto-san?!" Keiki jumped to his feet.
"Yup. The vice president of the student council, Fujimoto Ayano-san," She gave a playful introduction as she tilted her head, "To think that we would meet again. Might this be destiny?"
"No, that was totally on purpose. You can't sneak up on someone and just call that 'destiny.'"
"How boring, Kiryuu-kun."
"Why are you here, Fujimoto-san?"
"I was searching for Kiryuu-kun. I wanted to thank him for saving me yesterday."
"You don't have to thank me."
"I managed to survive that fall unscathed because of Kiryuu-kun, after all."
"Fujimoto-san is very sincere, I see."
"And, with that feeling in mind, I want to give you this," She took out some cookies that were very beautifully plastic-wrapped, "If you want, you can eat them here."
"Ah, thanks…I was getting a bit hungry," Keiki once more sat down on the bench.
And next to him, Ayano did the same. Their shoulders were almost touching, and Keiki imagined that to an outside observer they must've looked like lovers.
Fujimoto-san really is getting close to me…
Because of her sweet aroma, Keiki started to get even more nervous. While trying to hide that, Keiki placed a cookie inside his mouth. They had a good mixture of sweetness and bitterness from the dark chocolate chips, and you could tell that she had put a lot of work into the dough.
"Wow, they're delicious."
"Thank you. They are handmade."
"Fujimoto-san made these?"
"I'm good at creating sweets."
"Hooo. That's awesome. They might be even more delicious than the ones they sell at the stores around here," Stating his honest feelings, he ate another one.
While Keiki was enjoying the cookies, Ayano just stared at him as they sat on the bench. She came closer, almost close enough to touch their faces together.
"Uhm… Fujimoto-san?"
"Mhm?"
"Don't you think that you're getting a bit too close?"
"I don't think so," She denied his words.
The two of them were close enough to clearly make out the colour of each other's eyes, and Keiki's heart pounded in his chest in response. Since Keiki had never had a girlfriend before, he hadn't built up any immunity towards girls. And in addition to that, Ayano was even a Cinderella candidate . Thinking that this girl in front of him might have feelings for Keiki made it impossible for him to calm down.
"Uhm… t-that's right, I have to get back to the classroom."
"Eh, already?"
"Lunch break is almost over, after all."
"Mhm… it's a shame, but I wouldn't want you to be late for class," She said as she pulled away.
Having finally broken free, he took a deep breath. Ayano followed suit, and after staring at her classmate with her one eye— she came closer once more and hugged him.
"...…Huh?"
She acted just like a small kitten snuggling against its mother. Keiki was once more completely overwhelmed by the situation.
"Wai—Fujimoto-san?! What are you doing?!"
"I'm charging."
"Charging?"
"Yep. With this, I can give it my all for the afternoon classes," Saying these cryptic words, she separated from Keiki, "See you later." With slightly flushed cheeks, the girl escaped towards the school building.
"…What was that about? She looked really friggin' cute..."
Maybe Ayano really was Keiki's Cinderella. Since he had found out that all of the other candidates were nothing more than a bunch of perverts, his search was still ongoing. And Ayano was actually seen walking near the clubroom at the time he found the love letter, if what Okita-sensei said was true.
"Might I'll actually get a cute girlfriend this time?"
She might act a bit weird from time to time, but she is indeed a beauty to behold, and in addition to being the student council vice president, she's also good at creating sweets. Altogether, she scored a lot of points in Keiki's book.
Now that a new potential Cinderella had appeared, the prince found his hopes rising again, whether he wanted them to or not.
Part 2:
The astronomy club room's walls and ceiling were still covered with photos of Shouma. Kiryuu Keiki and Ootori Koharu were sitting around a table in said room. Having asked Koharu to investigate the new Cinderella candidate, he was eager to see what she had found out.
"Now then, Lieutenant Ootori, please proceed with your report."
"Understood, Captain. Take a look at this, if you will."
Koharu took out several photos and put them on the table they were seated at. All of them were pictures of the vice president of the student council, Fujimoto Ayano. Pictures of her walking around the school grounds. Pictures of her in the school building, busily performing student council duties. Pictures of her eating during break. Pictures of her playing with a stray cat late after school. There seemed to be a lot of different sides to her that Keiki had never seen before.
"Hmm, just what I would expect from Lieutenant Ootori. You really took some great photos there."
"I humbly accept your praise."
"So, what is your opinion of vice president Fujimoto?"
"Judging from my investigation, she is an excellent student, and I couldn't find anything suspicious about her."
"I see… Well, she's not just the vice president for show, I guess."
Excellent grades. Athletic skills not so much. Idolized by her fellow student council members, and very popular with the teachers as well. The perfect honour student.
"But, of course, you cannot ignore her recent contact with Kiryuu-kun."
"Yeah…"
Several of the pictures that Koharu had taken were of her together with Keiki. After that incident at the stairs, it looked like she sought him out often.
When she sees his face, she runs over to him. Holding his clothes, touching him with her hands, like a little kitten that wants to be spoiled. And every time this happened, it made Keiki's heart beat faster.
"Do you think that Fujimoto-san is the Cinderella who dropped her panties, Ootori-senpai?"
"I do think that there's a chance, yes. She did have a good chance of coming around the club room building during that incident because of her job as the vice president."
"I see..."
"Also — this is just an aside — but, although she's mostly expressionless, she sometimes can be seen with this big smile on her face. It makes her look really cute, which is why she's popular with a few of the boys."
"So it's this 'gap moe' thing, huh."
It's true that Keiki thought her smile on the pictures was really cute. Even seeing her expression whenever she ate made his heart thump.
"How is this? If you want, I can continue the investigation."
"No, that should be enough. Thank you for collecting all this information. You really helped me out big time."
It was perfect work from a professional stalker. To gather so many pictures in this short amount of time is really something else.
"For now, I'll go and search for her."
"Give it your best, please. I'll be cheering for you."
"Sorry for this, even though I should be working as your cupid."
"There's no need to rush that. I do think it's better that I take my time. I've spent the past year with unrequited feelings, so there's no need to hurry up."
"Ootori-senpai…"
"But once this case is cleared up, I expect some more help from you, okay?"
"Of course."
"In the end, I still have to work hard myself to approach Akiyama-kun."
"Please be careful. It would be troublesome if he found out about all of this."
That she is actually older than him, that she is actually a stalker. That she is hiding these dangerous secrets. But considering her well-executed investigation, there shouldn't be any need to worry.
There still is no definite proof that Ayano is the girl who sent him the love letter. Maybe she is trying her best to hide it from him. Either way, Keiki needed to work harder. This is, after all, the duty of the prince. To search for his Cinderella.
"…But still, she is the vice president of the student council; how should I approach her?"
Leaving aside lunch break, she should probably have work after classes, making it hard to approach her from his end. She really is like a cat; if you want to meet her you can't, and if you're not looking for her, she comes strolling by.
Having left the astronomy clubroom behind him, Keiki went downstairs towards the calligraphy room on the second floor. When he opened the door, he immediately saw a blonde-haired girl sitting on a chair.
"Oh, Yuika-chan? Where's Sayuki-senpai?"
Even though he could see Sayuki's bag on a chair, the person herself was nowhere to be found.
"If you're asking about Witch-senpai, she just left. She said that she had some business to attend to."
"I see. I wonder where she went. Nanjou said that she would be buying ink, too…"
"Then, it's only the two of us right now, right? Ehehehe," Yuika gave him a warm smile.
Just like the green ribbon on her uniform suggested, she was a first year, and Keiki's cute kouhai. Saving that smile in his deepest memories, he went to take a seat on the same chair as always.
In that moment, something pulled on on his legs, making him fall over.
"Woah?! — W-What is it?!" Looking over to where that sensation came from, he saw a thin string. "A string? Why is that here…?"
"—It's time for another punishment, Senpai."
Before Keiki even realized it, she had already gotten up from her seat. She then proceeded to walk over to her Senpai and sit on top of his belly.
"…Y-Yuika-chan?"
What greeted him as he looked up was a gaze as cold as ice. As the Kouhai looked down on her Senpai, she started moving her pink lips.
"...Please take responsibility."
"Excuse me?"
"After Keiki-senpai did that to Yuika, she can't get married anymore!"
"What do you mean?!"
"In Yuika's dream last night, Keiki-senpai appeared."
"D-Dream?"
"A little while ago, Yuika was so devastated because Witch-senpai said that her breasts were too small, so Yuika decided to ask Keiki-senpai for advice. When she did, he told her 'If you really want them to get bigger, fondling them is the best idea,' and that's exactly what you did. You forced yourself onto Yuika and started fondling her breasts, countless times!"
"That's a false charge! We're talking about a dream here, right?"
"And after you were finished, you said something like 'Small breasts really are the best!', you know?! Even though you're supposed to be Yuika's slave, you were acting like you were her master! Yuika has never felt so humiliated!"
"I don't know that other me! And I'm not your slave, anyway!"
"Then take responsibility and become Yuika's slave already!"
"I wholeheartedly decline!"
Koga Yuika was a cute looking pervert who wanted to make Keiki her slave. A hardcore sadist that had once shoved her own freshly-worn panties into his mouth. Merely remembering that incident made Keiki shiver all over.
"…Is that so…? It seems like there's a need for some punishment."
"P-Punishment…..?"
"Yuika will have you go through the same thing as her. Then we can call it quits, right?"
"Presiding judge! I plead for my innocence!"
"Declined. This trial goes under Yuika's law."
"Absurd!"
"Now that's decided, Yuika will be fondling Senpai's chest as she pleases, okay?"
"Yuika-chan, do you even realize what you're saying right now?"
"That's Yuika's line. You have no right to veto here," She let out a small giggle. "—Hey, Senpai? This is your punishment for disgracing Yuika, you know? Now Yuika will be the one to disgrace you, so please taste the shame that Yuika had in her dream, okay?" Saying that in a soft voice, she started softly rubbing Keiki's chest with her small hands.
"Hyaa?!"
"Ahaha, what a cute voice, Senpai. Like a girl," She had an expression filled with ecstasy.
"Ah, stop—ahnnn?!"
"Ahh, wonderful. So wonderful, Senpai. Please let Yuika listen to your embarrassed voice even more!"
Keiki's embarrassment started rising to his head, making him blush to his ears. Sayuki surely would be happy to be treated like this, but sadly, Keiki was completely normal in that regard. There is no way that he could withstand this disgrace.
"P-Please stop already…! I'm really not into this—!!"
Trying to reserve chastity for his future girlfriend, he tried to push Yuika away. However, his hand landed perfectly on the girl's chest region.
"…H-Huh?"
He happened to grab one of her breasts with this right hand. A perfect fit. And, unable to hold back his curiosity, he continued to fondle it.
"Woah, they're soft…"
They might be small, but they definitely give off that feminine softness. Since they were completely different from the overwhelming pair that Sayuki has, they gave off a completely different charm.
"Keiki-senpai?"
Before he realized it, Yuika's shoulders were trembling and her face was a mixture of anger and bashfulness. Seeing her like this called Keiki back to reality.
"Ah, well, how do I say it… t-this just makes it fair? Something like that?"
"Keiki-senpai———you love-comedy protagonist!!!!!!!!"
"Love-comedy protagonist?! What's that supposed to be!? It sounds really insulting!"
The sinner immediately pulled his hands away from Yuika's underdeveloped fruits when she gave him that title, only for her to dash out of the club room.
"Ah, Y-Yuika-chan?!" His call was answered by the loud slam of the door closing. "Now I've really done it..."
Keiki's position immediately changed from the victim to the molester in mere seconds. He never expected to experience one of these 'lucky pervert' moments like the protagonist of a love-comedy story. And Yuika surely didn't expect her dream to turn into reality.
"Well… They might've been small, but they weren't bad at all…"
They were on a completely different level than Sayuki's. It was like comparing small Japanese sweets to a rice cake filled with bean jam.
"Although the size might be different, they're both delicious enough…"
Dwelling in this feeling of guilt wouldn't do him any better, so he decided to get rid of the tripwire Yuika had trapped him with. After he had finished, someone knocked on the door of the club room.
"I wonder who it is…"
Yuika had just dashed out of the room, and the other members surely wouldn't knock on the door. Tilting his head in confusion, he answered with a "Come in."
"Excuse me."
The door opened, and the girl who had entered with these words had one eye covered by her bangs.
It was the person who Keiki had been trying to catch.
In this school, the clubs get inspected by a member of the student council at least twice a year, though it is less of an inspection and more of a formality to check on club expenses and so on. Normally, giving the details would be the job of the president, but that person wasn't present at this moment. Since Keiki couldn't make the girl stand there until the president arrived, he showed her to a seat.
"Tokihara-senpai isn't here right now?"
"Nope. It seems like she had some business she had to attend to… Ah, I just got an email from her."
As he checked his phone, he saw that Sayuki had sent him an email already. It said that he could show her the official papers. Also, at the end of the message, she added 'I've heard that recently, a lot more people are keeping pets. I wonder what they would do with a beautiful, big breasted woman like me?'. She was probably trying to make Keiki feel bad, but he decided to ignore her for now.
"It seems like we have the papers right here, so could you wait a little bit?"
"Yeah, I'll wait."
Opening the box that they were in, he took out everything necessary. While he was doing that, he started a conversation with Akino.
"Student council work is pretty hard, right? This investigation stuff is probably a huge pain in the ass, isn't it?"
"It's still important. Somebody has to check if the clubs are properly using their budgets. And if a club isn't, we have to cut their budget accordingly."
"I see. You have to properly check everything that's money related."
"Exactly. To ensure an appropriate student life, even jobs like these are important."
As Keiki finished gathering the necessary papers, he turned around, only to see Ayano staring in a particular direction. Following her gaze, Keiki saw a normal locker. Since it only contained a few of Sayuki's private materials, the locker was generally unused.
"Fujimoto-san, is something wrong?"
"No… it's nothing." Her gaze went back to normal.
Although he thought that it was a bit weird, he decided to forget about it and hand over the papers.
"Is that everything you need?"
"Mhm… everything's there. It's fine. Thank you," Having checked over the file, she stood up.
Just when Keiki thought that she was going to leave the room again, she instead kept standing in the same spot and turned her eyes towards Keiki.
"Kiryuu-kun...you're a love-comedy protagonist?"
"You heard that?!"
"I did. And right after that, a blonde-haired girl came running out. She was really fast."
"Oh..."
"So, what was that about? Love-comedy protagonist-san?"
"Can you please not call me that?"
"Actually, there's something I would like to request from Kiryuu-kun."
"A request?"
"There will be a volunteer trash pickup event pretty soon. But there aren't enough people right now, so I was hoping that Kiryuu-kun might help us out."
"Volunteer track pickup, huh…"
Normally Keiki wasn't one to help out with this sort of thing, but he couldn't turn down Ayano asking him right to his face.
"Okay, I'll help out."
"Really? Thank you, I'm happy."
With a face that really showed her happiness, she once more came closer to hug Keiki. But this time, she also rolled her head against his chest, like a cat.
"Uhm, Fujimoto-san?"
"What is it?"
"If you stick to me like this, I'll get embarrassed..."
"What about this?"
"Ugh?!"
Being looked at with upturned eyes in that position, he thought that Fujimoto would start hearing his heartbeat. They were at the distance that they could kiss if they moved a little bit closer. Her lips looked even sweeter than the cookies that she had made, and he started thinking that he would like to get a taste of them. In the clubroom, a wolf was about to be born. But in that moment…
"What exactly does this mean, Keiki-kun?" A cold voice interrupted their sweet atmosphere.
Turning around, the door was open, and Tokihara Sayuki was standing there.
"Why is there another woman in our love nest?" Said Sayuki with narrowed eyes.
"Love nest… eh? What does she mean?" Asked the confused Ayano.
"What is this development…?" And Keiki was standing between the two of them, on this weird battlefield.
A battle between the dog-like senior student, and the cat-like vice president. And with that, another reason for Keiki's future headaches started to sprout.
Part 3:
The volunteer track pickup day, a few days later.
After classes, in the middle of about twenty students that would participate in the work, there were the figures of Keiki, Ayano, and Sayuki who had changed into jerseys.
"Why are you here as well, Sayuki-senpai?"
"It's my duty as your pet to help you out, of course."
"Kiryuu-kun, what exactly is Tokihara-senpai saying?"
"You don't have to pay any attention to her, Fujimoto-san. She's just joking."
"Okay. Still, I'm grateful that she's willing to help us out."
"…It's not like I'm trying to help you or anything, Fujimoto-san," Sayuki glared at Ayano with a displeased expression.
After what had happened a few days prior, Sayuki was still rather hostile towards Ayano.
Today's event was organized by the student council, and the people were divided into groups, with a member of the council leading each. Sayuki and Keiki were in the group with Ayano, and their working area was the riverbank. They were each equipped with cotton gloves, trash bags, and grabber tongs. After everyone was provided with their equipment, they split up and went with their groups.
Keiki walked in the middle as they headed towards their destination, with Sayuki on his right and Ayano on his left. Unlike Keiki and Ayano, Sayuki was only wearing shorts instead of long trousers.
"By the way, Keiki-kun, my underwear today is a strong black."
"What kind of confession is that?!"
"Keiki-kun looked like he was interested."
"I really never thought anything of the sort..."
Like always, she was talking about the dumbest stuff, which made Keiki retort unconsciously. While the two of them were talking like this, Ayano, who was walking next to them, also came closer to Keiki.
"Fujimoto-san?"
"...…"
Their shoulders were about to touch. She looked really cute as she tried not to make eye contact with Keiki. Like a jealous cat.
"Fujimoto-san, could you please not cling to Keiki-kun like that?"
"Why?"
"Because I already belong to Keiki-kun."
"Hmm? So Tokihara-senpai and Kiryuu-kun are going out?"
"No, our relationship is even deeper than that."
"Is that so, Kiryuu-kun?"
"No, not at all."
"If you're not going out, then there should be no problem. For example, if I were to do something like this..." Ayano snuggled closely to Keiki's chest.
Sayuki looked at that with narrowed eyes.
"H-Hmpf, even if you do that, Keiki-kun likes big breasts like mine more."
"It's true that I can't win against size, but I have confidence in my form," With these words, she pressed her chest onto Keiki even more. "…How is it?"
"E-Even if you ask me that…?"
It's true that she couldn't beat Sayuki, but that didn't mean that Keiki wouldn't get excited. For an adolescent boy like Keiki, it was still a moment of blessing.
"Ahh, I hate myself for not being able to tell her to stop…"
Sayuki's gaze got colder by the second, but nobody could honestly blame Keiki in this situation. After all, every boy has a hidden pervert hidden inside them.
After they had arrived at the river bank, they started their work. Because there weren't many people helping, it was a lot of work for the three of them.
"Hmmm… it looks like there was no need at all for me to join this volunteer work. I did it only to investigate Fujimoto-san, after all." Keiki muttered as he picked up an empty juice pack from the ground.
In the end, they were in this deserted place, but Ayano was wholeheartedly working on picking up the trash around her.
"She's really into it."
"Yeah. If an UFO were to go by her head, she probably wouldn't even notice."
"And why is Sayuki-senpai here?"
For some reason, Sayuki was standing next to Keiki with empty hands. She was neither wearing gloves, nor was she carrying a garbage bag.
"Are you slacking off again?"
"Don't say that. I actually found some trash that's hard for me to move alone. Can you help me out?"
"Ahh, is that so. Where is it?"
The place where she took him was under a huge bridge. In the shadow of said bridge, the girl stopped her feet.
"So, where is the trash you were talking about?"
"Ah, that was a lie."
"Excuse me?"
"I was saying that to get you over here. To be alone with you for a bit."
"Why would you do that…?"
"Did you know that dogs get jealous when they see their owner with another dog?"
"Sayuki...senpai?"
"There are other times when they just want to cling to them—Like this."
In the next moment, Keiki was pushed against the wall of a pillar. And, as he was pressed against the wall like that, Sayuki pushed her own body against him, gluing them to each other.
"Wa—?! Sayuki-senpai?!"
At his back was cold concrete, and at his front there was the heat of another person pressing against him. In this case, it was a girl, which made his body burn up even more.
"Y-Your breasts…! T-They're hitting me!"
"It's no use screaming like that. A lot of cars drive on the road above us but hardly any pedestrians. And since we separated from Fujimoto-san, no one will come to save you." With slightly flushed cheeks and watery eyes, she looked up at him. "First the blonde Kouhai, then the tsundere classmate, and now it's the vice president from the student council? Keiki-kun… you're liked by too many women." As she said that, she brought her face closer to his and licked his cheek.
"Hyaauu?!"
"Oh, you let out an unexpectedly cute scream."
"S-S-S-S-Sayuki-senpai?! What are you—?!"
"What am I doing, you ask? I'm marking you. So that the other girls know that you belong to me. That you're my owner." She then licked his cheek again, and made her way downwards, licking his neck.
Every time her tongue touched his skin, it tickled, and a feeling of danger assaulted him, like he would go crazy if this kept going—
"This is clearly not okay, right?!"
He felt like his chastity was at risk here.
How can I get out of this situation?
Just yesterday, his man-chest was fondled by Yuika, and he got out of it by accidentally fondling Yuika's breasts in return. But since Sayuki was completely pressing her chest against him, he couldn't reach them. And, knowing her, she probably wouldn't stop with that. She even said that she was a rather horny girl.
The Sayuki today was uncontrollable like a large dog... Large dog?
That reminds me, that old man on the countryside had a large dog…
When he was still a little kid, they often visited the house of his grandfather. And over there, they had a large, old golden retriever called Hanako. Since the dog was rather friendly, he often pushed Keiki and Mizuha to the ground playfully. At that time, Keiki's grandfather told him the way to calm Hanako down. And once he used that method, Hanako calmed down immediately. He tried remembering his grandfather's words.
"Oh Keiki, you're still acting as Hanako's pillow?"
"Help me instead of watching. She's heavy, you know?"
"Why do you give up so easily? You're a man after all, so fight!"
"Impossible. Hanako is so much bigger than me."
"Ha ha. Then, this old man will teach you a secret technique so that you won't lose to Hanako anymore."
"A secret technique…"
"Her butt! Pat her on the butt and she'll calm down."
"Ehhh? Her butt? Really~?"
"Yes, just try it. Touch her butt, my grandson!"
—That's right. The butt!
Leaving out this weird image of his grandfather, he squeezed out the information that he needed: The fact that tails are the weak point for a lot of dogs. Knowing that, you could even calm down the largest of dogs. It might seem a bit ridiculous, but Keiki had no other option as of now.
I'll patting Senpai on the butt!
Keeping his grandfather's words in his heart, he reached out with both of his hands towards Sayuki's behind.
Sayuki let out a cute "Hyan?!" when he grabbed her butt over her shorts.
"K-Keiki-kun?! Hey, where are you touching—"
"Screaming won't make me stop!"
"Hyauu!"
With these words, Keiki started his counterattack. Every time he moved his hands, Sayuki raised her voice in a cute manner.
Woah… Sayuki-senpai's butt… it's so… incredible…!
Not even her breasts, but also her butt was dynamite. If she wanted to, she could use this weapon to make every man her plaything.
I want to taste this butt even more— Keiki started thinking that in his head, as he intensified his grip on it.
"…?! Ha... Nnn...!" With a bright red face, she tried her best to keep her voice down. "Hauuu… N-No more… if you keep going…!" No matter how hard she tried to keep her lips shut, she was unable to do so. "P-Please, s-stop already…!"
And, with no strength left in her legs, she staggered and sat down on the ground. Having been freed from her boob-press, Keiki sighed in relief.
"I-I'm saved…"
He barely managed to get through it. Grabbing her on the butt really was the right choice. Sayuki for her part still wasn't moving. Although you couldn't read her expression, her shoulders were slightly trembling.
"…Even though I told you to stop... even though I begged you to stop… you still..." Her trembling lips once more opened. "Being treated like this… I… I —— I got so excited...!"
"...…Eh?"
But, her previous attitude disappeared completely — instead, she had a beaming smile on her face with expectant eyes as she looked at Keiki.
"Fufufu… for me to be stimulated this much by having my butt grabbed — Keiki-kun really is the best. I can't think of anyone other than you who I want to be my master now."
"Why does it end up like this?!"
Just what you would expect from a hardcore masochistic female molester. Grabbing her butt did indeed calm her down, but as a side product, Sayuki's wish to make Keiki her master only grew stronger. For her, Keiki's sexual harassment was more of a reward than a punishment. Once more Keiki realized that Sayuki was a pervert through and through.
"But… I'll go home for today."
"Huh? Why?"
"That's self-explanatory. Having my butt grabbed like this, I can't look Keiki-kun in the eyes anymore because I'm so embarrassed," Saying that in a cute voice, Sayuki turned around with a bright red face, leaving these words behind as she ran away.
"Ah, hey, Sayuki-senpai?!"
Without receiving a response, Keiki only watched the girl's back as it disappeared from the riverbank.
"'…Dogs get jealous when their owners are friendly with other dogs,' huh?" He repeated the words Sayuki had said to him. "So because I'm on close terms with Fujimoto-san, she's jealous?"
After they had left the school grounds earlier, Sayuki was glaring at Ayano. Maybe that gaze meant something like "Don't get any closer to my master." And maybe she joined this volunteer work to monitor both of them, to make sure that Keiki wouldn't get 'stolen' by another dog.
"…Well, Sayuki-senpai isn't a dog after all, and I'm not her owner."
But, it didn't exactly feel bad to Keiki. Although it wasn't exactly love she was feeling for him, he was still quite happy about it. Boys really are simple beings.
"Eh, Kiryuu-kun? Where's Tokihara-senpai?"
"Ah… There was a bit of an accident and she ended up going home for today."
"I see. Then, let's do her work with just the two of us."
In the end, the two of them cleaned up the place that Sayuki was supposed to. Without muttering a single complaint, Ayano just continued to pick up trash. Keiki looked at her with a sidelong glance. She really was working herself too hard in place of the people they were lacking. But so was Keiki, making him build up quite the sweat.
"Kiryuu-kun. It's gotten pretty late, so let's call it a day."
"Yeah. The sun's about to set."
Just as he had stated, the sky was illuminated with a bright red. Making that decision, they started to get ready to return to school. As Keiki looked over the riverbank, he spotted another object that shouldn't belong there.
"Woah, there's trash even over here... eh?!"
On the boundary between river and riverbank, there was a magazine with a naked woman on the cover — a porn magazine. Although he didn't like the idea of it, he couldn't just leave it there.
"What happened?"
"Ahhh, it's better for Fujimoto-san if you don't come along."
"Ah..." Spotting the magazine, Ayano showed a soft smile. "Sorry. Kiryuu-kun is a boy after all. Akino-san completely understands."
"Hmmm, aren't you misunderstanding something here? You're wrong, okay? That isn't mine, okay?"
"Yup, Yup. I understand. I'll go on ahead, so please take your time."
"Why are you so considerate?! I told you! Wait, you're really wrong about this!"
Without answering, she turned on her heel and started walking away. Maybe it was because she was hurrying, or maybe because of the weight of the plastic bag she was holding —— the girl lost her balance for a second.
"H——Huh?"
The moment she let out this dumbfounded voice, she splendidly fell into the river.
"Woah, are you okay?!"
"Y-Yeah… somehow."
Luckily, the river wasn't all that deep, so all that happened to her was that she got completely soaked.
"Fujimoto-san, you fall down quite frequently, don't you?"
"Uuuu… how shameful."
As Keiki stretched out his hand with an astonished expression, he pulled her up.
"Ah..."
Because she was drenched from falling in the river, you could see right through her shirt all the way to her underwear.
"Hya?!"
Noticing Keiki's gaze, she hurriedly hid her breasts.
"Somehow... sorry. Here, we wouldn't want you to catch a cold."
He couldn't just leave her in her wet clothing like this, which is why Keiki draped his jersey over the girl's shoulders.
"…Thank you."
She pulled the jersey over her shoulders towards her neck and hid her lower face with it. Maybe to hide her flushed cheeks? Keiki really couldn't read anything from her mouth, but he thought that her eyes looked really happy. Seeing that, he thought that she looked really cute.
…So Fujimoto-san is Cinderella after all?
That expression of hers, which looked like a young maiden in love, wouldn't leave Keiki's mind for a while.
After that, he sent the drenched girl home, brought the filled garbage bags back to school, and told the student council that they couldn't finish everything because two of their members had gone home. It was a lot of trouble — but Keiki thought that it was worth it after seeing that smile on that girl.
Part 4:
The following day. After the 4th period gym class had ended, it was time for a well-deserved lunch break. Keiki and Shouma left the gym hall together and went to buy some canned juice from the vending machine. Both of their t-shirts under their jerseys were drenched with sweat, and they very much felt their need for hydration.
"Today's badminton really was tough."
"Yeah, we were working up quite the sweat. Nanjou is bound to use that as some more material if she was watching."
"Material?"
"No, it's better if you don't know. There are some things that are better left unknown in this world."
He didn't even want to think about what kind of devilish scenarios his BL drawing classmate would produce.
"Say, Keiki, at the moment you're investigating Fujimoto-san, right?"
"Yeah. There's no real reason that it couldn't have been someone from outside the club."
"That might be right. So, how's it looking with her?"
"…To be frank, she seems fishy."
The day Keiki found the love letter, Ayano was walking around the clubroom building.
And she was staring at that locker inside the clubroom...
Keiki was fairly sure that the girl who put the love letter on the table was present when Keiki found it. So there's a possibility that the girl was hiding in the locker during that time. And since they only put some of Sayuki's materials in the locker, they didn't open it very often. However, there was barely enough room to fit in there. Maybe Ayano's gaze went over there naturally because she hid in there?
"Fujimoto-san seems to be quite fond of Keiki."
"You think so too, huh?"
It's true that he didn't have any definite proof, but her actions had shown more than enough that she seemed to be at least interested in him. Hugging him, clinging to him as he was talking with Sayuki, and hiding her flushed cheeks in his jersey—
"Oh, Keiki's gotten red. Did something happen with Fujimoto-san?"
"Well… a bit…" Remembering the expression he saw at the riverbank made his heart thump.
"Ah, it's Kiryuu-kun."
As he was dwelling in his memories, he heard the voice of said girl and lifted up his head. She was carrying music workbooks in her hands, and it looked like her class was moving classrooms. Normally, she'd walk over to him as soon as she saw him, but that wasn't the case now.
"...…"
Instead, she was staying at a safe distance without no intention of coming closer. And, the eye that wasn't hidden with her bangs was just staring at him.
She gulped once, as if she was nervous because of something. Seeing that, Keiki tilted his head.
"Fujimoto-san?"
"…?! S-Sorry…"
As Keiki raised his voice, her shoulders twitched and she walked away.
"…She's gone. What happened to her?"
"Isn't it because you're reeking of sweat?"
"Ahh, now that you say it."
He was, after all, still sweaty from gym class. Even his hair was still wet. Fujimoto-san was a girl after all. There's no way she'd approach a boy that was in this situation.
"Let's go wipe off the sweat and change."
"Good idea."
Keiki drank the rest of his drink. After he threw the empty can away, the both of them entered the school building.
That day, after classes. Keiki was on his way to the student council office after having been called there by Ayano. Full of tension, he knocked on the door, and after receiving an answer, he opened the door. Inside the room, only Ayano was present.
"Sit here."
"Ah, yeah."
Inside the student council office, there was a small reception area with a sofa on which he sat down.
"Thanks for the jersey, you really saved me."
"You're welcome."
The jersey he received had a nice detergent smell to it.
"Wait a moment. I'll prepare some tea."
A bit later, Ayano returned carrying a tray. On top of that tray was a delicious-smelling apple pie and the tea.
"What is the pie for?"
"As thanks for lending me your jersey."
"Don't tell me; you baked that too?"
"Yup. I'm rather confident in it."
"Seriously… it looks like a product from a cake shop."
"Want to try?"
"Well, it would be a waste not to…" He grabbed the fork and took a bite.
The flaky dough and the sweet apples were in perfect harmony, making Keiki forget about all his troubles for a moment.
"Uwa, what is this…? It's so delicious."
"I'm glad that you like it," While Keiki was enjoying the delicious cake, Ayano sat down next to him.
And, just as Keiki had expected, she clung to his arm. She rubbed her cheeks against him like she wanted to be spoiled. Although this wasn't the first time she had done that, Keiki couldn't help but get embarrassed.
"Uhm, Fujimoto-san? It's a bit hard to eat like this…"
"It's not your dominant hand, so it's fine."
"What if someone were to see us like this?"
"Nobody will be coming. I asked the others to go home for the day."
"Aren't you misusing your status as the vice president?"
"I didn't use my status. I told them that I would bring a boy here, and they all wished me good luck with a smile."
"That'll definitely cause all sorts of misunderstandings…"
With that, they got a good conversation going. Even though Ayano looked like she wasn't the kind of person to talk much, she could actually be quite the open-mouthed girl. Keiki didn't mind talking with her like this, but he did want to bring an end to his farce. He had to know if she really was the Cinderella who dropped her panties.
"...Kiryuu-kun?"
"Eh? …Ah, what is it?"
"You kept quiet for so long. Do… Do you dislike being like this?"
"I don't. On the contrary, I'm quite happy to have a girl next to me like this."
"Then, it's a give-and-take… right?"
"Eh?"
"I'm also happy that I can be next to Kiryuu-kun like this," Combined with her smile, that phrase made Keiki's heart beat incredibly fast.
It made him hope that his girl was actually his Cinderella.
"Fujimoto-san, say —— huh?"
He wanted to question her, but his wish wasn't granted. Next to him, he could hear the soft breathing of Ayano, who seemed to have fallen asleep.
"She really fell asleep... shouldn't you be a bit more careful?"
Keiki was still a boy. And boys could turn into wolves from time to time. Even though she was together with a potential wolf, she fell asleep safe and sound. She really shouldn't complain if she were to get eaten in this situation.
"…I really don't get her sometimes, but she sure is a cute girl…"
Deciding that he could pause the Cinderella investigation for a bit, he continued to look at her cute sleeping face.
"…Wha?! Aren't I acting like a complete normie?!"
To outsiders, the two of them must've looked like lovers for sure. It was a situation that Keiki had always yearned for.
"Something like this really is the best…"
Wanting to become his pet, wanting to make him a slave, wanting him to stay as a model for the BL manga. All these abnormal requests — Keiki couldn't say yes to them. All Keiki wanted was to spend time with his loved one, just like now.
"Fuwaa… it seems like I'm also getting sleepy…" After that exhausting gym class, his body started to get heavy. "It should be fine for just a bit…"
In this calming atmosphere, inside the quiet student council office, Keiki closed his eyes. And like this, he also fell asleep.
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And quite some time passed. As he heard a metallic sound, his consciousness returned from the depths of his sleep.
What's that sound…? And why do I feel a breeze around my legs?
When he opened his eyes, the sun was already about to go down, illuminating the student council office. And at first he couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.
While he was still sitting on the couch, Keiki's pants had been lowered down. Ayano's face was right in front of the place that a boy like him had to protect at all costs, and she was looking straight at it and reaching for his underwear.
"...Eh?"
He thought that he was still dreaming. But the coldness that he felt from his legs and the uneasiness in his heart proved him wrong, and he understood that this was really happening in front of him.
"Uwwwwwwwwaaaaaa?! W-W-W-What are you doing?!"
"Ah, what a shame. You woke up," The girl muttered with her usual calm attitude.
This was the moment that Fujimoto Ayano had shown her real self.
With his pants pulled down, Keiki protected his chastity as the girl tried to pull down his underwear.
"Fujimoto-san! Why are you doing this?"
"Actually, I, Fujimoto Ayano, get aroused by smells, especially from a guy's body odour. Recently, I couldn't stop smelling Kiryuu-kun."
"Um, what kind of joke is this?"
"I'm completely serious. It's called olfactophilia. So please give me your underwear."
"I'm starting to lose count how many times this has happened!"
Fujimoto Akino was a pervert all along. And she was a completely different kind of pervert than the members of the calligraphy club.
"If you want to, we can trade our underwear."
"No! Just how much do you want my briefs, really…?"
He knew that a lot of men would be happy to receive the panties of a girl, but he didn't expect that there would be a girl who would literally pull down a guy's pants to get to his underwear.
"When you saved me, I understood that this was my destined smell."
"That kind of destiny can rot in hell!"
So she had been snuggling up against him to get a better whiff of his smell. And every time after he had saved her, she came closer to smell him again.
"It really is a shame. Even though I put narcotics into the cake."
"Narcotics!? So that's why I felt so sleepy?!"
She probably also put them in the tea she presented him.
"Huh? But Fujimoto-san fell asleep before me…?"
"That wasn't supposed to happen. Kiryuu-kun's smell calmed me down so much that I happened to fall asleep myself."
And before she could pull off her plan, Keiki happened to wake up.
"So I was actually in quite the crisis…"
If he really could, he'd like to avoid having his most precious jewels seen by such a perverted girl like her.
"Muu… I was aiming for your after-sport briefs. I wanted to get a good sniff of a boy's sweat-drenched briefs..."
"Uwaa…" Her words sent a shiver up his spine.
Keiki had thought that he would finally get a cute girlfriend. But Keiki did not at all expect this.
"But, if you really have olfactophilia, why did you run away during lunch break?"
"Well… the smell was just about to overwhelm me. If I'd gotten any closer, I wouldn't have been able to hold myself back."
"Ah, that explains a lot." It seemed like she was also trying to hide her fetish. "So was that why you rubbed my jersey against your face?"
"Yep. Even after I went home, I couldn't stop smelling on your jersey. Since you were working up quite the sweat while you were working, it really was the best."
"...O-Okay…"
So her cheeks were red only because she was aroused.
"Then why did you stare at the locker inside the calligraphy club room?"
"Lockers always hold a treasurous smell. When a boy has finished changing after gym class, he wipes the sweat off with a small towel. That gives a boy's locker a very special charm."
"It was the worst reason imaginable!"
"That's also the reason why I like inspecting the other clubs. Especially the sports clubs. When I enter their rooms, the boys' smell is all over the place. It makes me so excited. It's the best."
"It's not like a clubroom is a sauna!"
Keiki completely gave up on everything. It must've been a complete coincidence that Ayano was in the club room building that day when he found the love letter. It seemed like his wish for a normal romance was unattainably far away, and it only moved further away the closer he tried to get.
"That being said, please give me your briefs, Kiryuu-kun."
"I won't!"
Is this school really going to be fine with a vice president like her?
The only thing Keiki knew for sure was that Ayano wasn't Cinderella.