PART-31
Satomi’s nude one-person volleyball begins. Satomi is the only one of the 6 who is completely naked, which makes the situation even more erotic. Satomi is the only one in the team who is naked, and there is no way to hide from the lustful eyes that are thrown at her. The opponent is a normal dresser, and Satomi is the only one who is nude, so it’s a harsh setup to score 10 points.
Satomi set up her serve and tossed the ball upward with her left hand, midway through which the man who saw Satomi’s full body flanking her let out a “Oh, oh, see?” The man who saw Satomi’s whole body in profile let out a “Oh, oh, did you see that?” cheer. Satomi bit her lip in shame and raised her right hand as the ball fell.
“Yes!” The audience sneered and laughed. Following that, the moment the ball went over the net, the uncovered, dramatically swaying breasts and buttocks drew brutal visual rapes from everyone.
“Make an effort! Satsuki-kun.”
“The breasts are so big and shaking.”
The instantly induced ridicule leaves absolutely no room for relaxation.
At the same time Satomi landed, the ball was lifted up, and the opponent had snapped it back. Satomi jumped up in a panic, but, as if mocking a beauty queen who jumped a beat too slow, the ball passed over Satomi’s hand by 10. The ball passed Satomi and landed in the back, then bounced high and rolled for more than 20 meters before stopping near the entrance of the gymnasium.
“Hey, Shiraishi, pick up the ball!” Kobayashi shouted angrily, “If it’s not over by the end of the clock, it’s going to stay that way.”
Satomi scrambled to fetch the ball, and the crowd was certainly happy to see the beauty queen class president running around naked.
Kobayashi’s words made her realize that Satomi had to serve with all her might in order to score. It’s useless to serve without your full strength, only a full strength serve can disrupt the opponent’s position, and the result is obvious: it’s much more important to score points.
Because Satomi had a time limit and there was no penalty for missing a point, the only problem was that if you wanted to serve with all your might, you had to have the determination to stand with your legs wide apart in front of the boys’ very close eyes.
(Try hard! Satomi.) After encouraging herself, Satomi stood with her legs apart. “Oh! Oh!” The cheers continued to increase as she desperately held back her shame.
The result of the change was that Satomi managed to score once for every 3 attacks, of course, not without showing an extremely humiliating gesture in the process. The crowd booed at the men’s team for not being able to score 5 points. However, on the point of prolonging Satomi’s fully nude volleyball performance, the two were in complete agreement.
(Let’s continue like this!) Satomi thought inwardly. Looking at the clock, only 5 minutes had passed. Satomi was trying to support herself in this incredible environment of total nudity surrounded by people, with the expectation that the shameful hell would end when it was over.
Things weren’t getting to the point where Satomi could think carefully. The following snap, Satomi let the ball pass her fingertips even though she jumped up to block it. The result was the same as earlier, and Satomi had to scramble to recover the ball. However, the difference was that the ball rolled out of the entrance of the gymnasium (A below).
(Ah… What should I do?) Satomi’s mind went blank as a result of the unforeseen events.
“Hey! Hurry up, Satomi. Otherwise the ball will roll farther.” Michiyo said with a happy smile. (Ouch, ouch, ouch, isn’t this a full view… Satsuki-kun is so uncomfortable, isn’t she?) Satomi couldn’t help but stop when she reached the entrance. The rain had stopped and the bright sun shone all over the playground and the stairs. The ball was resting at the bottom of the stairs, about 10 meters away, and to retrieve it, she had to walk out of the gymnasium completely naked and risk being seen by students in the middle of class.
(How, how… No, don’t!)
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━━ [Main Gate] But of course, Michiyo wouldn’t let her go: “It’s fine if you don’t, just run around there relatively.” She pointed her finger at the playground (Picture D). Of course, no one would step in to help Satomi.
（I see. I’ll go get the ball. The first floor is a warehouse, the second floor is the art room, and the third floor is the visual arts classroom, so there shouldn’t be anyone there…) Satomi realized that, and took a step outside. In the middle of the walk, she felt the sunlight on her skin and hesitated. （Why am I doing this?) Satomi’s cheeks turned red with the shame of going out completely naked.
Watching Satomi walk out of the gymnasium completely naked from the back, the audience cheered and applauded loudly. It was a delightful sight to see this innocent girl, the self-respecting class president, Satomi Shiraishi, performing outdoors in the nude… and in the daytime in the school playground.
(How’s it going, Shiraishi? Now you know what I’m capable of! So, how does it feel to walk around the playground completely naked?) Takashi was looking at Satomi’s swaying ass from the back with a great sense of humor.
Although the time was not even 10 seconds, it seemed like an eternity to Satomi. It was with great difficulty that she retrieved the ball and returned to the gymnasium. Luckily, there was no one near the stairs, no cheering in the classrooms, and no one was seen in the playground, so Satomi’s fluctuating heartbeat calmed down.
(But it’s too much! What if someone does?) Reassured and indignant, Satomi closed the entrance door and followed it back into the arena, meeting the eyes of the audience, all of whom had the same smirking look on their faces.
Satomi was secretly worried at the state of her body being so exposed and the thought of this shameful hell continuing.
As Satomi was concentrating on her next serve, a “kara kara” sound rang out from behind her and her surroundings brightened. Turning around in a panic, she saw Takahashi and 3 other boys opening the entrance once again.
“Wait, no, Takahashi-kun!” Satomi couldn’t help but shout at the top of her lungs. (What? Takahashi, who was one of her suitors a week ago, is now… too much!) But Takahashi said maliciously, “This will increase the tension.”
“Yeah, yeah!” The boys all chorused in agreement.
“If you don’t want to put up with it, Satomi, I’ll just kick you out of the playground if the rain stops anyway.” Michiyo’s speech elicited both cheers from the boys and happy whimpers of sadness from the girls. Satomi had nothing but silence at this horrible offer.
With this result, the men’s team focused on hitting the ball towards the door, but to the disappointment of the audience and the relief of Satomi, the result was that Satomi failed to hit the ball with many successful blocks. Satomi was only 2 points away from 10 points. (Not bad…) Satomi thought to herself, “Is this the end of the line? However, after scoring again, Satomi was faced with a nightmare. The boys’ team managed to catch the ball, lift it up high, and hit it with the most powerful dunk, and the ball passed above Satomi’s hands. It was the best shot of the game, and as it flew in a straight line toward the open entrance, the crowd, who had been expecting another outdoor exposure from Satomi, cheered.
“Ooooh! Miss Satomi, can we try full nude sunbathing again?”
“It must feel so good to expose your private parts, right?”
“I wouldn’t dare, being naked like that for people to see!?”
“Satomi seems to really enjoy walking around completely naked!”
Satomi had no time to pay attention to the jeers, and after feeling a brief moment of shame, Satomi gave chase outside with all her might. But just as she rushed outside, the disaster could not be saved. As luck would have it, the ball rolled all the way down by the stairs and bounced high, rolling all the way towards the school building before stopping. (Misery, misery!) While Satomi was screaming inside, the spectators gathered at the entrance kept on cheering.
It looks like we can get a good look at Satomi’s nudity from the stairs and enjoy her walk to the playground. Since gym class isn’t held in the playground on rainy days, there’s a chance that the students who are studying now will come out, and if they do, Satomi won’t have any room to hide or explain. The chances of being seen were low, but the thought of Satomi’s humiliated face made everyone look forward to it even more.
At that moment, Satomi, who had stopped in front of the staircase, was left with no choice. Satomi looked in the direction of the school building and the playground in fear, and after confirming that there was no one in sight, she walked down the staircase completely naked.
The ball was still 10 meters away from the school building, but just as Satomi picked it up and tried to walk back, there was a loud noise in the distance, and Satomi hurriedly looked in the direction of the source of the noise. It was the figure of the 2nd year and 3rd year students who were walking down the stairs of the school building towards the playground. I was afraid that the class had ended early, and they were going to go out through the main entrance to buy lunchboxes.
(No, it’s not?) Although there is a distance of 70 meters, there is no cover in the middle of the line of sight with them. (What, what should I do? They’ll see me in this outfit!) Satomi was in a dangerous situation where she couldn’t move. The spectators gathered at the entrance were watching this unexpected situation with great interest, the only exception being Kobayashi who was sweating profusely.
(This won’t work. The students keep coming out. Just hide behind the trees!) Satomi walked quickly up the stairs behind the trees with her head held high, clutching the volleyball in her left hand and covering the pubic hair on her ass with her right hand. The warm sunlight that shone from the back clearly informed her of this inescapable reality.
Looking towards the direction of the gymnasium the students gathered at the entrance looked at Satomi with amused and happy expressions, interacting on Satomi’s expression and completely naked body, laughing so hard that they could barely close their mouths as they all happily admired Satomi’s predicament.
However, the current problem was how to return to the gymnasium. Although there was only a distance of 10 meters to enter the gymnasium, once we left the tree, there was nothing left to cover us, and as long as one of the people waiting in the direction of the main entrance of the school looked over, it would be all over. In contrast, there were people coming out of the school building.
(There’s only time to meditate and wait for the crowds to end.) Satomi repeatedly looked at the students at the entrance and exit of the school building and the main gate of the playground. But, (if they see me…) the thought of it made her feet shake with terror.
That’s when Satomi’s chance came. The boys walking towards the playground were moving away, and no one was coming out of the school building now. (Now!) With her right hand pressed between her thighs, she prepared to sprint across the distance of 10 or so meters.
The determination on Satomi’s face was visible from the direction of the gym, so Michiyo picked up a volleyball.
The situation was mirrored in Satomi’s eyes… (Do what?!) She opened her mouth in shock. As soon as the sound of the ball hitting the ground was heard, the boys who were walking in the playground would surely look over. In the worst case scenario, the ball would be hit at the same time, and Satomi, who was completely naked, would no longer have anywhere to run to. (No, don’t!) Satomi thought when it was too late.
“Satomi, this is a penalty!” Michiyo exclaimed, hitting the ball in Satomi’s direction, “Catch it!”
The ball sent out at full power flew towards Satomi in a straight line, (No, don’t!) Satomi screamed in despair.
The boys on the playground caught sight of Michiyo who was screaming.
PART-32
Fortunately, Satomi’s motor nerves were good enough to catch the incoming ball at the last second, and she put down the ball that was in her left hand, and simply caught the volleyball that flew towards her with both hands. After catching the ball, she sat down on the ground, so that the boys, who had turned their attention to Michiyo’s voice, did not see anything special. The boys looked at the tree where Satomi was hiding for a while and slowly left. As for Satomi, who was hiding behind the tree to escape from the boys’ observation, her heart almost stopped moving, and her heart desperately prayed inside.
After a few seconds, Satomi couldn’t show her face and looked towards the playground and the stairway; all the students of the 2nd year and 3rd year group had left, and no one was coming out of the stairway in the direction of the school building. Satomi stood up again when all the students had left through the main entrance of the school.
However, this time, because she had to hold two volleyballs, she no longer had any hands to cover her femur, and Satomi once again appeared outdoors with even her secret part exposed, and the audience’s eyes immediately pierced down to the center.
(Okay, let’s go!) Satomi, whose body was now so shy that it leaked into the same color as cherry blossoms, once again gathered her courage.
Satomi walked towards the gymnasium with her bottom naked like this, and because she was holding two volleyballs, her bottom was clearly visible. After confirming the location of the stairs with great caution, Satomi slowly stepped forward.
“Satomi-san, showing your private parts for a walk?”
“Yikes, the most secret places aren’t secret anymore!”
The boys were instantly ridiculed.
Satomi’s body was so ashamed that it was hot, and step by step she walked down by the stairs. (Don’t worry about it, try your best!) At the same time, Satomi paid attention to the doorway of the school building at the back of the building to see if there was anything strange.
Satomi managed to make her way to the stairs and made a desperate sprint towards the direction of the gym. (Hurry, hurry!) Naturally, she tried her best not to let anyone else see her naked.
The gymnasium is approaching… Satomi was relieved when something unexpected happened and the entrance door closed rapidly. Just as the door closed, Satomi saw Michiyo’s face inside. With no hands to use and no words to say, the door closed completely.
“No, no, no!” Satomi, who had just arrived at the door, slapped it vigorously, “Please, open the door!”
(What, what? Nakedness is being shut out!) Satomi’s head was spinning from this new situation. (How to do it right?) Satomi thought desperately, but her mind was in chaos.
At that moment, there was a “creaking” sound from the back of the building, and it was the sound of the doorway towards the front of the school building opening. (No, don’t!) The front doorway is at least 30 meters away from here, but there’s no way to stand here, and there’s not even a single tree between here and the staircase to cover it. Satomi walked towards the back of the gymnasium in this desperate situation.
Since classes were still in session, there was no need to worry about other students in the back of the gym. However, the highway across from the gymnasium, which is located outside the school building, is not usually used by many people. Although there is a network of highways behind it, there are trees in the middle of it, so there’s not much there, so I’m betting on the fact that there’s no one on this underutilized road. (Please, please, please don’t let there be anyone…) Satomi prayed desperately as she ran naked.
Walking in the shadows of the gymnasium, Satomi felt relieved that no one was passing by. If someone had seen her, there would have been no explanation, and the thought of that was terrifying.
At that moment, “Look everyone!” It was plural female voices, and Satomi’s heart almost jumped out of her chest. (Where, where?) Scrambling to explore the source of the voice. It turned out to be Yumi opening the door on the back side (B) of the gymnasium and waving to herself. (That, there. (Yes!) After reconfirming that there were no figures on the highway, Satomi rushed towards that door.
It was 30 meters away from there, and the deadly humiliating outdoor naked run continued. In any case, now that the hope of entering the pavilion appeared, she certainly didn’t want to be seen like this, in case any student saw her running naked outside with only a neckerchief.
However, 10 meters away from the door, Michiyo’s face reappeared and smiled softly at Satomi.
(Too, too much, should we lock up again?!) While Satomi was under Michiyo’s horrible smile, Michiyo took out another volleyball. Satomi stopped in her tracks when she thought of this: “How, how do I serve the ball again?”
“Let’s get you naked and show off in front of people! I won’t allow you to come back briefly, that’s the penalty.”
After saying that, Michiyo hit the ball not towards Satomi, but towards the school building in the opposite direction.
“Go! Get the ball back. And no one of those two balls is allowed to hit the ground, or you don’t get to be able to enter the gym. This is an order from Mr. Kobayashi!”
Satomi’s nude performance continued while the audience cheered. A naked girl running back and forth under the blue sky… and the school’s number one Hidetoi class president.
Satomi had no choice but to look at the ball Michiyo had thrown and chase after it. (I’m not wearing anything! You want me to run around with no clothes on…) I couldn’t help but cry at the thought, a rare tear for a woman with high self-esteem.
(I have to catch the ball no matter what…) Satomi encouraged herself. Satomi’s self-esteem was completely shattered when she was toyed with by the untalented Michiyo as if she were playing catch with a dog. (I can’t forgive Michiyo! I won’t forget it!) The only way to console herself now is with this impossible revenge.
As a result, Satomi’s 2nd outdoor naked run lasted over 5 minutes. Holding three balls, Satomi was finally allowed to enter the gymnasium, and Satomi finally sat down on the ground with relief.
The boys smiled and looked at Satomi, whose naked body was covered in a thin layer of sweat and panting “yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah” with lustful eyes.
The next 10 minutes were a continuation of Satomi’s all-nude volleyball performance. Then, with only the last minute left, the ball was once again knocked out of the gym. It’s impossible to retrieve the ball under the blue sky, because this time, it’s not at the doorway (A) on the side of the school building, but at the doorway (C) on the side of the school gate, which is even more than 100 meters away, and a more brutal outdoor nude run is about to take place.
When she was 20 meters from the school entrance, Satomi, who had left everything to fate, had an unexplained glow on her face as she had felt the demonic thrill running through her entire body.
Michiyo handed Satomi back her uniform and skirt with 10 minutes to go before class ended. The uniform and skirt were of course not the ones Satomi had put back on in the morning, but rather the smaller sized mini uniform and skirt Michiyo had given her later on, but the damage had been repaired, but not the underwear handed back.
Satomi scrambled to put her uniform and skirt on her naked torso, the audience gazed at Satomi who stood up with her clothes on and couldn’t help but gulp hard, their eyes glued to the uniformed Satomi.
Satomi looked so beautiful in her uniform, the snow-white uniform, the red neckerchief, the long white thighs under the ultra-short mini-skirt, the shining expression… But that beauty existed only for a moment, and soon overlapped the gesture of the uniformed beauty with the remnants of her nude body just now… The sight of the boys was so disgusting. (Bastard, why is she so cute… how will she be humiliated this time than stripped naked…) Not only suke, but all the boys didn’t have a single one of them who didn’t think so.
The innocent Satomi didn’t understand the significance behind the boys’ hot stares. “Why… why are you looking at me like that?… Please stop.” Satomi, whose face was as red as fire as she was stared at by the whole group, looked like she was begging for forgiveness.
The sight that seemed to penetrate through her clothes caused Satomi’s shame to grow.
The afternoon of this day passed with rare peace and quiet for Satomi. Michiyo, who had obstinately plunged Satomi into a hell of shame before noon, did nothing more. However, there was a noticeable change in the eyes of the other students. This time, the eyes that looked at Satomi’s uniformed body, both boys and girls, were lewd and uncaring, as if they wanted to lick every inch of her body, causing Satomi to shrink her body.
However, Michiyo, who was the mastermind of the scheme, did nothing for all the students who were not yet satisfied with their sadism. Just as Satomi was surprised, the 6 o’clock class ended, and as soon as she got out of the class, she grabbed her bag and ran out of the classroom.
As soon as Satomi went under the covers that night, she couldn’t stop thinking about the day’s events in the classroom, the nude volleyball game, and the naked run outside the house (What should I do?). (What should I do? To be seen in such a shameful state by everyone in the class…) Immediately after I remembered the incident, my face burned like a flame. Unlike running around in the pool, today I was disgusted to have my naked body examined in detail and thoroughly.
Although nothing happened in the afternoon, everyone’s eyes became so frightened… How can I go back to school tomorrow? Besides, this will definitely continue and never stop… In that case, everything will be over, the dreams of future diplomats, the first-years’ hopes for themselves…
In the midst of her thoughts, the PHS rang, and after checking the number in a panic, it was Michiyo’s number. Satomi wanted to run away for a moment, but she picked up the phone with determination.
“Hello, this is Shiraishi.”
“Ya, Satomi-kun? It’s me, Michiyo. Today was awesome… what’s it like to have the lower half of your body exposed for class? Also, what does it feel like to run around the playground stripped naked?” Just as Satomi had thought, Michiyo’s speech was those again.
“Sorry, not in the mood right now.”
“What, getting angry? I was going to say that Satomi usually looks like she’s in her element, but she should have had enough of lessons today and call it a day for now.”
Satomi couldn’t help but gawk at what Michi was saying, “This?” Satomi recovered from her dazed state.
Being so cruel to yourself just for the sake of looking like a ‘godly’ person in general? What exactly does it mean to suddenly say that things have come to an end like this?
“What does that mean?”
“I mean, that’s what it means to stop here. I’ve talked to Kazuhiko, the boys plus the girls one by one, and any more fun would be too much, so that’s where it ends.”
Finally understand the meaning of Michiyo’s words, although not said out loud, but even running naked in the playground also forced himself to do it, can be said to give play to the end.
“But what about the 3 year olds? Won’t they mess up again too? …and the class president of another class.” Satomi bluntly said what she was worried about.
Michiyo has a rare change of heart, but can she really overpower everyone? Satomi recalls what happened at Kazuhiko’s house. The last sentence couldn’t be uttered because of the intense shame that welled up.
“Well, it’s not a problem, I’ve already told everyone, and the class presidents won’t threaten you. It’s almost time for the exams, so what if they threaten Satomi and make you lose your grades? I’m telling you, everyone is silent, exams come first!” Michiyo laughed and said, “So, of course you understand, Satomi, that you must not tell anyone about what happened this time.”
“That, that, of course I wouldn’t! How could I tell on myself?” Satomi couldn’t help but blurt out.
How could I tell anyone about exposing my lower half in the classroom during a lesson, or running naked on the playground?
Michiyo is really nuts!
“Yes, that’s right. How can you tell people something so shameful?… It’s not the experience of an ordinary girl to appear in front of people in that kind of outfit… Hee hee! That kind of dress!”
Michiyo paused for a moment. Satomi was dumbfounded at the thought that Michiyo was probably looking at a humiliating picture of herself right now.
“Well, in any case, I can’t guarantee that none of those photos and videotapes will be publicized if you tell anyone about it. Yah, so just wear your normal outfit back to school tomorrow, Satomi-sama’s revealing life can be over for now.” Michiyo hung up the phone after saying that.
Satomi was still holding her PHS in a daze. (It’s over like this, why…?) Satomi finally dropped to the floor with a sigh of relief.
PART-33
The week that followed was surprisingly uneventful for Satomi. Michiyo kept her promise and did not lecture Satomi on her demeanor anymore. The boys and girls still looked at her with meaningful glances, but they did not act on them.
Of course, it would be strange if the class didn’t change their attitude towards Satomi. Unlike two weeks ago, there was no longer any respect or longing for Satomi, there was a contemptuous smile on everyone’s face, and there was nothing but contempt and lascivious curiosity for the class president, who showed such a demented state in the midst of all the people, Satomi could only humiliatingly tolerate all these curious sights directed at her during the class.
The last thing that really reassured Satomi was Michiyo’s statement that she had taken back all of Satomi’s humiliating photos, videotapes, and audiotapes, and although there was no way to prove the credibility of that, it made Satomi happy to believe it. Of course, that also meant that Satomi was still Michiyo’s property, so naturally, she couldn’t be happy about that; however, the fact that she would no longer be abused by any other person of the same sex other than Michiyo was good news for Satomi.
Michiyo now felt content whenever she saw Satomi, for the school idol that the boys longed for was no longer a conspicuous and obnoxious presence even when she stood before Michiyo’s eyes, and that was because her own status within the class had risen so dramatically in the intervening weeks, and who in the class didn’t look at her face now? The boys, in particular, were trying their best to please Michiyo, for the sake of Satomi’s humiliating photos, and in anticipation of more demanding play with Satomi. Michiyo, who was flattered by the boys for the first time, was in a great mood: (Boys are really horny. Never mind, I’ll just enjoy it.)
After a good week, when Satomi’s spirits had returned a little to normal, she was called out by Futami, the vice squad leader of the 1st year 1 group.
Satomi, as a senior and experienced class president, is always happy to discuss with one of the first-year students whenever they have a problem. Whether it’s the content of the lesson, the coordination of the class, or the boys falling down and messing up, Satomi is able to think carefully for the other person when discussing the problem so that he can solve the problem given to him by Okano’s class president.
But this time the discussion is not about the class, but about Satomi herself. He’s always looked up to Satomi as his older sister, but after seeing her unashamedly dressed up until last week and hearing people blaming Satomi, he can’t help but be determined to find out the truth.
“I’m sure senior won’t be an exhibitionist and be coerced by someone, right?”
Looking at Okano’s teary-eyed crying Shin, Satomi was sincerely touched. Ever since she wore that kind of outfit, rumors about Satomi’s name had been circulating in the school, and naturally Satomi felt the contemptuous stares from everyone. Despite that, there were still people who trusted her, and Satomi couldn’t help but feel relieved.
Satomi told the truth about being coerced, despite her agreement never to tell secrets. Of course Michiyo and the girls didn’t say their names, because if the teachers intervened to track them down, the hell of shame that had so easily ended would surely begin again. Moreover, Satomi had cut down the shame she had tasted drastically before speaking out. As an innocent honor student, faced with the fact that she was stripping in the middle of class and playing volleyball completely naked, no matter how moved she was, she wouldn’t tell what she also wanted to forget.
Moreover, after being pressed by him, Satomi briefly mentioned the humiliation she had suffered in class. Satomi did not dare to say anything in the face of her junior, who indignantly pressed her about the teacher’s name.
It’s hard to gather the excitement and excitement and hug the other’s head and caress it gently. (I can’t lose heart when there’s a junior who cares about me like this.) Satomi felt that she had slightly regained her cheerful disposition as a result.
Another week passed after that, and the 2:00 class was stopped for some reason, so the students got to study on their own like they hadn’t done in a long time. Satomi didn’t talk to anyone and focused on studying for her final exam in math.
After 15 minutes of self-study, “Wait everyone, the emergency student meeting will now begin.” Michiyo said as she stood up on the teaching platform.
After the incident, the words of Michiyo, who had become the real ruler of the class, silenced the class.
Satomi was startled and her pencil stopped moving as she looked at Michiyo with a bad feeling in her chest.
“Ugh! It’s rare to have a self-study, so if you don’t have anything in particular, finish it quickly.” Kazuhiko Nakayama said.
“And what gives you the right to decide to have a class meeting?”
Nakayama has always held a grudge against Michiyo for saving Satomi from herself and keeping her all to herself.
Especially since he had wanted Satomi Shiraishi to perform oral sex on him, and he had been stymied about it.
“What’s the word? I’m also the class disciplinarian.” Michiyo shot back in Kazuhiko’s direction, “Besides, the accused this time is the class president, Satomi Shiraishi.” After saying that, her eyes sent a fall wave to everyone.
Satomi, the eyes of the boys in the class glowed at the name and stirred in unison.
“Yikes, what did Miss Satomi do this time?”
“What does the accused mean?”
“Class meeting referees are fun!”
Explicit desire welled up in the boy’s eyes, and he cast a disgusting gaze at Satomi. Satomi, who hadn’t been looked at like that for a long time, was so ashamed that her body trembled.
Michiyo laughed inwardly at the fact that the situation was just as expected, and held her hands up to stop the boys’ commotion, “That kind of commotion will enrage the teacher of the next class. By the way, do you remember the week when Satomi became an exhibitionist from her self-realization?”
The class nodded quietly and silently.
“Satomi said she volunteered to do this when she was at the pool. Is that right? Satsuki-kun.”
“Oh! How… how…” Satomi, who had everyone’s eyes on her, was speechless. Who would like to run in the playground completely naked?” Satomi silently rebelled against Michiyo’s malice.
“Oops, by default?” Michiyo said while giving a wink to Yumi. Yumi nodded and took out a tape recorder and pressed the play button.
“Ç… because, what I did today… is entirely because I’m a horny exhibitionist, so please take a good look at this body! I won’t complain no matter what punishment I receive in the future, so please punish this Satomi severely. Please!”
The ‘Slave Vow’ that she was forced to say while at the pool resounded once more in the classroom. Satomi, who heard the recording of the evidence, couldn’t say anything but endure in silence.
“Yes, we did it all because she asked us to, right?” Michiyo looked at Satomi with satisfaction and continued, “In contrast, Ms. Satomi talked to someone. She said that I was coerced, and that I had no choice but to make a shameful costume at school, so what’s the point?”
Satomi couldn’t help but look at Michiyo: “How did she find out? But what now?) Seeing Satomi’s confused look, Michiyo continued: “Then it’s obvious that Satomi-san has been waiting for a chance to find a suitable opponent to cry about being abused. She said it wasn’t because she liked it.”
“Hey! Shiraishi, what was that all about?”
“Wait, Satomi-kun, who did you complain to about saying that?”
“How can you say that when it’s obvious that you like to be shown?”
“Do you think a complaint will help?”
Surrounded by hysterical voices, Satomi was confused and tried to explain that she hadn’t said anything. (I… I haven’t complained at all…) Thinking like this, even she doubted herself. Recalling her recent conversations with other people, it was true that she had never formally complained to anyone, and since she was in possession of countless shameful records, including nude photos, Satomi certainly wouldn’t have told anyone about it. She nodded her head silently with certainty: “I haven’t…”
(It’s hard to understand where Michiyo heard that from…) The worst of the situation at hand caused Satomi’s eyes to go dark.
“Okay, okay, everyone calm down! Start her trial immediately.”
Michiyo looked at Satomi with a cold gaze, and her calm tone turned the class into a state of excitement: (Satomi-san, if you dare to break the agreement, we won’t give up punishing you so easily…)
The reason why Satomi couldn’t understand was because everything was just an unfortunate coincidence. Satomi kept her mouth shut, but as a result of her own worries about the incident, she approached Ms. Kaseko Tanaka, who teaches English, to talk to her. Although she had only been teaching for two years, Kaseko took her students’ worries as her own, and her attitude earned her the trust of her students.
Kaseko, who is trusted by Satomi, tries her best to think of a solution for Satomi, but no matter how hard she tries, she decides to consult Yuko Oda, a veteran English teacher who also teaches English. Kaseko, who has a gentle and polite personality, consults Oda, who is considered hysterical by her students, because she wants to rely on the experience of a veteran teacher. Although Satomi had asked her not to tell anyone, Kaseko assumed that Oda was fine, and she thought that Oda, who had a role in teaching Satomi, had a lot of influence on the faculty, but she didn’t realize that it was a bad judgment.
Surprised, Oda reports the incident to Michiyo and Yumi, who are afraid of how much Kaseko knows. Michiyo then takes it upon herself to teach Kota to talk to Kaseko in order to find out just how much Kaseko knows.
After Kaseko told Koda everything, Koda told Michiyo. Michiyo realized from Koda’s conversation that Satomi had only given a brief account of what had happened, excluding the names of the people, and decided to punish Satomi for her bad deal and asked Koda to help her…
In the next three hours of class, Satomi’s face leaked red, and she could barely keep up with Kota’s unintelligent English explanations, and what was once clear at first glance was today seen as an ill-defined image of a text with no clear meaning.
This time it’s different from before, this time the skirt and panties are properly on, but the biggest difference is on the inside. As a result of the emergency student council meeting, Satomi had to accept the pleasure teasing of the vibrating egg, and it was executed instantly. Satomi, who was holding the evidence of her famous shame, naturally had no choice.
Satomi’s feet swung coyly, desperately fighting the discomfort in her lower body. It was fine when the vibrator stopped in her vagina, but when the tiny foreign object suddenly moved in the sensitive part, it triggered a wonderful sensation of excitement.
Satomi fought desperately against this pleasure, (uh…)
(Uh… What… What… This feeling…) When I couldn’t help but exhale a gasp, I had to suppress it once again when I saw the eyes of the whole class.
(Now, in the middle of class, if Koda sees me, he won’t let me go…) Satomi, who had made a pact with Michiyo, desperately tried to hold back. Of course, Koda knew everything about Satomi from the very beginning, so Satomi’s efforts were completely wasted and redundant.
“Department. Shiraishi-kun, please read out the next paragraph next.” Oda called Satomi by name as if nothing had happened, just as he had said in advance. (Oh, Satomi-kun, I’m sure it’s hard in there… work hard so that I don’t see it…)
PART-34
“Yes, yes!” Satomi blushed for a long time until she felt the eyes of the whole class on her, and then she stood up in a panic: “This, this… where do I start?” (No, don’t! What…) I was in a state of panic, and I couldn’t think straight.
“Wait, what’s wrong? It’s not like the usual Shiraishi ah! Let’s start with page 56.” Oda’s voice was never as beautiful as Satomi’s, “By the way, Shiraishi has better posture and pronunciation than the teacher. Why don’t we have her read aloud to us from the altar today?”
“Y… yes, yes…”
(What, what to do?) Satomi stood up while desperately trying to organize her confused head. (No, no matter what, I have to read it now…)
Satomi had no choice but to leave her seat and step out in the direction of the altar. But at that moment, “┅┅┅┅” Satomi let out an unexpected soft cry. The movement of her feet caused the vibrating egg inside her body to stimulate her vagina, and the current of pleasure caused Satomi to moan and bend her body slightly. (Yikes, so, why do I feel this?) “Wait, Shiraishi-san, what’s going on? Come out quickly!” Oda sternly scolded Satomi. Of course, that was something that was discussed with Michiyo beforehand, not just said out loud. The fellow classmates who knew about the situation beforehand watched Satomi pretend as if nothing had happened.
“Yes, yes… this, uh… this…” There were still 7 or 8 more steps to the altar, and Satomi was not even halfway there when she felt it again. With each step, the throbbing of the vibrating egg brought countless wonderful stimulation, and Satomi tried to suppress her cries of pleasure as she walked towards the altar, desperately trying to hold back her feelings.
As she stepped onto the teaching platform, she looked back at the class, and although they were all familiar faces from the class, Satomi’s brain only had room for the small objects in her vagina. (Please, please! ) In the midst of her life-threatening situation, she prayed desperately, but no one came to Satomi’s rescue.
(Read quickly, quickly, and then return to the table…) Satomi clumsily opened the English textbook in her hand, and to the side, you could see a smile on Gotanda’s face.
“Living in New York is not always dangerous, there are many kinds of people…” The clear voice of a beautiful young woman resounded in the classroom. She had a calm demeanor, an intellectual presence, and a fluency of speech that was no less than that of a returned child.
No matter what time of day it was, the men in the class would never stop peering at her beauty, and the mesmerizingly pleasing sounds flowed in their ears. But today was a little different than usual, although the boys’ faces were adorned with serious expressions, underneath there was a strange atmosphere that couldn’t be hidden. The girls, too, had a mischievous smile on their faces, and Satomi’s expressions and subtle gestures were never spared. Especially today, Satomi’s voice was slightly trembling, her pronunciation was quite strange, and she couldn’t even stand still, but the static vibrator was still bringing constant sensual stimulation to Satomi’s vagina.
(Yaaa… Satomi-san, very sensitive… Now it’s just a child’s play, but the big battle will follow.) With this in mind, Gotanda shifted his eyes to Michiyo, who nodded with a slight smile.
Unaware of Oda and Michiyo’s plan to kill her, Satomi desperately continued to read, “There are some people who think Japanese are too difficult to learn…”
(There’s still one more paragraph, just a few more…) Satomi was slightly relieved that nothing would happen and that it would end smoothly.
“but Chinese is more difficult, because much more character… yahah! Yaaa… no, no!”
The moment Michiyo pressed the remote control button on her right hand, Satomi let out a high-pitched whimper. The switch on the vibrating egg was turned to “On”, and it began to vibrate inside Satomi.
“¡¡Oh… Oh… Y… that… that is… yada yada yada yada yada yada…” Satomi desperately tried to hold back, but she couldn’t help but gasp. (No, don’t listen to that! Please leave me alone, Michiyo-san…) Satomi managed to turn her attention to Michiyo, who returned her innocent smile.
All the students in the room watched Satomi’s desperate fight against the pleasure: inserting a vibrating egg in the middle of the lesson, showing her distress over the pleasure in front of the whole class… Thinking of the humiliation Satomi had suffered, the boys were excited, while the girls felt strange pleasures coursing through their bodies.
(Hoo, in a good mood, huh? Satomi. The situation you’re pretending to be in must be revealed before everyone else…) “What’s going on? Shiraishi. Are you not feeling well? If not, please read on properly.”
Oda’s blatant accusation of Satomi’s reaction, before the whole class who knew Satomi’s shame, was just a deliberate attempt to humiliate her, and it was a plot that had been agreed upon in advance by everyone except Satomi. And Satomi’s last important hope was to finish the essay to escape… (Hoo hoo hoo, that’s the cruelest thing.) Michiyo-sama.) “How many times do I have to tell you to read it properly? Okay, finish the last paragraph and read it again from the beginning!”
“Y… yes, yes… this… uh, uh, uh, uh…” Satomi couldn’t help but let out a gasp, even though she was trying her best to suppress it, and stood shakily.
The vibrating egg inside her vagina still continued to vibrate, asking herself to endure the stimulation of the vibrating egg to read English, Satomi naturally figured out that it was Michiyo’s malicious intent, and not letting the other uninformed people, including Kota, see through to the truth was the only thing she was asking for right now.
(Read it quickly…) It was all Satomi could think about. If this kind of pleasure continued… When I think of the memories of Kazuhiko’s home, where I was in the worst possible state, Satomi was terrified to the point of shock. (No, I can’t… no, that’s… absolutely not…) Satomi couldn’t bear to think about the cruel fate she would have to face.
“There are… yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada. When think Japan… Japanese, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. pronunciation was no longer audible.
(Still, still a little short, try harder Satomi!) As it seemed impossible to hide it any longer, the innocent and intelligent class monitor, Satomi, had a vibrating egg inserted into her vagina and was trying to read English while enduring the vibrations. Satomi, who appeared to be wearing an innocent uniform, was suffering from the pleasure of having a foreign object inserted into her vagina, the most humiliating part of a woman’s body… She didn’t realize that her vibrations were already known to the whole class. Even though Satomi was able to keep her voice quiet, the subtle vibrations that Satomi’s waist couldn’t hold back were more than obvious.
In front of the whole class, distressed by her pleasure, and displaying a shameful gesture that made it difficult to speak, Satomi tried her best to continue reading aloud. When the last paragraph arrived, (There’s still a bit more to go… there’s still one more paragraph to go…) Satomi, who wanted to finish it all in one go, took a deep breath.
However, at that moment, Michiyo’s right hand moved slightly, and Satomi’s lower body instantly resonated with an unprecedented feeling of pleasure that struck right through her.
“The world is… yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah! …” Satomi’s desperate cry rang out once again.
“Y… y… y… y… y… y… Oh… This… that…” The excessive pleasure caused her to make a series of meaningless sounds. Having forgotten all about the shameful sounds that could be heard, Satomi sat down on the altar and let out a continuous gasp.
(No, no, that’s enough, I can’t take it!) At the moment before Satomi’s orgasm, the vibrating of the egg suddenly stopped, “Oh…. …” Satomi braced herself on the altar with both hands, mesmerized by the aftermath of the great wave of pleasure.
“Wait, Shiraishi-kun…” Oda’s cold voice greeted her, causing Satomi’s body to stiffen. (No, no, what should I do? I, I, I…) She couldn’t think straight as she sensed the worst.
“What was that all about just now?” A smile tinged with malice appeared on Kota’s face. The class waited to see what was coming next, shooting their expectant gazes at Satomi.
“Y…! … y… yah, this… that… just… not feeling well…” Satomi managed to reply in a gnat-like shriek. With a voice as explicit as that, I didn’t have the confidence to hide it any longer, as it was clearly written on Satomi’s face.
“Following… I will now continue reading…” Satomi, who had been sitting on the floor, tried to stand up and did her best to say this. (No, anyway, there’s one more line…) “Wait, let me make sure.” Goten made a cold statement to Satomi: “You didn’t bring anything to school, did you? Answer me!”
“Y… yes, yes… something… not related to school… no…” Satomi managed to whisper. (What? What should I do? It’s not good that they found out…) “Can I continue reading aloud? Please.”
However, this remaining hope was crushed by the next words: “Did you, uh, hide something in your skirt?” These words, apparently a question, were in essence a certainty.
“Now, take it out here!” As if a cat was playing with a dying bird, Kota had to take his time to have fun.
Satomi said desperately, but her words were unusually weak. (Please, leave me alone. As a girl, you should understand…)
“Say what? What was all that shame and confusion just now? And those mechanical sounds! There’s no need to argue anymore, it can’t be hidden from me.”
“I really, Oh….. Oh… Oh… Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!” Once again, there was a slow thrashing sound in Satomi’s lower body, and Satomi cried out again. For the next 10 seconds, Satomi’s moans continued until the egg shaking stopped. For the next 10 seconds, Satomi’s moans continued until the egg shaking stopped.
“What else do you have to say? Horny class president.” Oda’s voice boasting of his victory resounded in the classroom : “Everyone can be witnesses too, right?”
With wordless approval, Goten nodded contentedly, “Yes. That’s a violation of the school’s rules, so we’ll confiscate it. If we don’t take it out, we’ll bring it up in the staff meeting, and at the very least, we’ll be suspended, and it’ll probably be announced to the whole school.”
The aftermath of the pleasure was still making her loins shake, and the hell of shame was not yet over, but Satomi gradually felt a sense of pleasure.
2001 5 3 Completion and proofreading
After most of the long days, Satomi, one of the three works, is also on a temporary hiatus. It’s really time-consuming, labor-intensive work, and I’m tired just thinking about it.
And my translations are really very amateurish, but I’m satisfied with the result. After that, I’m going to take some time off to clean up the things that have accumulated around me, and I don’t think I’ll have any new work for quite some time.
Finally, if anyone who’s been reading this responds as well! Sort of show me the results of the work.
PART-35
“Is it… okay… to go to the restroom?” Satomi hesitantly asked Kota. But Kota’s eyes looked at her with a ‘what’s going on? She looked at her with a look of contempt.
“Yada yada yada, what’s this ‘take it from there’ thing? Finally willing to admit it? Class president.” Oda said triumphantly to Satomi in a voice that could be heard by the whole class, while Satomi regretted saying something that she had been caught in the crossfire.
“No way! You’re just admitting now that there’s something there? What are the consequences of disobeying your teacher… do you understand?”
“What…” As this happened, Satomi looked at her classmates with growing fear. How could she put her hand inside her pussy in front of her classmates who had been attending class with her?… She should not have been allowed to put her balls in the restroom even if Michiyo had forced her to do so.
“Please, please, let’s be lenient just this once!”
But Oda looked at Satomi and followed her words, “The class discipline committee member is… yes, Nonaka-kun. Nonaka-kun, what should we do about this kind of case?”
“Yes, immediate confiscation.” Michiyo replied instantly in no uncertain terms. The completely transactional tone was a merciless statement to Satomi.
“Yes, thank you very much.” Oda returned Michiyo’s smile, and then turned it to Satomi: “Got it, right? Shiraishi. Please take it from there now. If you don’t do it, report it to the school authorities.”
“What… what can…” Satomi asked her classmates for help with a desperate look on her face. But how could she be helped by her own classmates who had forced her into a trap? Everyone looked at Satomi with an expression of ‘wait and see what’s in store’.
“That… that… I… really… can’t do that… yah!” Despite this, Satomi gasped and spoke again.
“Geez, Shiraishi-kun, still dead set on giving up. Who else would want to save you now?” Oda glared at her seriously with mocking words.
(Does this girl still refuse to accept her fate as an exhibitionist? Or as Michiyo-san said, she has to make her completely admit this fact.) “Okay, that’s enough. It doesn’t matter if you hate not doing it, but you’d better be prepared to drop out of school.” Oda said flatly, before walking towards the door.
“I see! Take it out from there now…” Just as Kota had expected, he forced out Satomi’s cries of agreement.
(Well, from now on, you’ll have to show a shameful scene that will be hard to remember in the future, the beautiful girl class president that the boys long for, Satomi Shiraishi-sama.) Oda showed a heart-warming smile.
“Okay, right! Then please take it out at your earliest convenience. You’ve only got a minute.”
Being suddenly imposed with a minute limit made Satomi could only stay still, although she had uttered the speech to take it out under Oda’s coercion. But to insert her fingers into her genitals in front of the whole class, and to take out the humiliating little props was something that had to be done. Although it was a shame that was worse than death, there was no time to think about it.
(Quickly anyway!) Satomi turned her back and headed for the gloom of the church altar.
At that moment, Oda’s sharp voice rang out: “Wait, don’t you understand at all? Why are you avoiding everyone’s eyes? It’s a punishment, and it’s only useful to confiscate items that violate the school’s rules in front of everyone’s eyes. Then, take it out in front of everyone!”
“Y… yes… yes…” Satomi reluctantly answered, not even daring to look Kota in the eye.
What Kota is saying now is very unreasonable, but if she refuses the order, she only has to bring it up in the staff meeting, and then the whole school will know about it. (If that happens, I won’t be able to come to school anymore… I won’t be able to survive…) Satomi avoided everyone’s stares and leaned down to put her hand up her skirt.
Bathed in the curious eyes of the class, Satomi’s right hand reached up into her skirt, her eyes moving with her fingers, from her inner thighs to between her thighs, and as her skirt rolled upward, her gorgeous thighs were revealed.
Having seen Satomi completely naked many times, the whole class was increasingly excited by this new style of performance. That Shiraishi Satomi, who was going to stick her finger inside her secret place… and in the middle of a class, with the whole class watching, what kind of blush would she have on her face as she looked so ashamed? What kind of face does a girl have when she’s faced with the unprecedented embarrassment of her fate in front of everyone?
No matter how much she hesitated and delayed, Satomi’s right hand slowly reached the part of her skirt between her thighs. But due to her panties, she couldn’t insert her fingers into her vagina. The only way to get her fingers through the cloth between her thighs was to enter from the top of her panties or to pull them down. Satomi stopped moving and looked around with confused eyes.
(Ouch, ouch, ouch, Satomi’s little kisser is super cute when she’s troubled.) Michiyo watched Satomi get into trouble with a laid back smile.
“Shiraishi-kun hurry up! How many times do I have to say the same thing?” Oda said in a bored voice.
No matter how confused Satomi was, her middle finger slipped under the cloth between her thighs, and that was the most humiliating situation, the consequence of her sad decision. She knew that the more she inserted her finger into her secret area, the more everyone’s eyes would focus on Satomi’s lower half, but she couldn’t bear the thought of the whole class gagging. There was no denying that everyone was fantasizing about Satomi’s virginity being lost in an instant.
After that, finally in the middle of her skirt, Satomi’s fingers invaded the very tip of her vagina.
“Ummm, Ummm, Ummm…” The strange sensation made Satomi frown and moan in a low voice. But in the silence of the classroom, the sound was audible to everyone.
(Satomi, the little kisser, finally inserts her finger inside her vagina.)
(This instant, face in front of the boys.)
（”But it’s impossible to take out one finger…)
(… So, what’s next…)
(continues…)
The boys exchanged glances with each other and engaged in silent, obscene conversation.
Satomi stood on top of the teaching altar and stuck her middle finger in her vagina before the eyes of the class. Although everyone was silent, the stares were so disgusting that Satomi felt she couldn’t even speak. However, it was impossible to escape from here, (but, but… if we don’t…) Satomi couldn’t think of anything else.
Although the egg was just a few centimeters inside her vagina, and her middle finger could touch the egg inside her vagina, she was unable to remove it. Satomi’s virginal vagina was so narrow that there was not even a single gap around the balls. Satomi tried her best, but the balls were round and there was no place to reach them. Although she was elastic inside, it was impossible to do it with just one finger. But that wouldn’t work. You couldn’t take off your underwear, and the only way to get it out was to roll up your skirt, expose your ass, and insert multiple fingers into your genitals at the same time.
(How can I? Even though she had been seen completely naked many times, she couldn’t bear to show such a disgusting position…)
“Enough of this, how much longer do we have to make it? Let’s take off all the clothes that are in the way! So, Ben-kun and Kamiya-kun, please!” In an anxious voice, Kota named the two boys, the strongest in the rugby and soccer divisions.
(Take it off…) The proximity of the two boys instinctively terrorized the young girl and she tried to run away without thinking. (Enough, enough. No!) But at that moment, she was sniped at, and Satomi’s body was driven by pleasure.
“Oh, oh, oh… how, how can you, this is too much, this is too much…” Satomi glared at Michiyo with hatred for a split second, and lost her balance… and the two boys seized the opportunity to press down on Satomi.
“No, no, leave me alone, leave me alone… please…” came the faintly voiced plea. It was something that she, who used to think she was no match for the boys and had high self-esteem, could not do. However, the sound of her voice in the ears of her classmates became the spice that fueled their sadistic hearts.
“Okay, Ben. Don’t think about it, take it off!”
“Call for help if you can’t do it alone.”
“Might as well just reach inside her and take it out then.”
“Try breaking into the interior.”
The tense unnatural stillness was broken, and the boys’ desires surged out together. In front of her eyes was no longer the self-respecting class president of Hidaka, but the poorly fated young girl struggling to survive under the boys’ desires.
“Good! I’m coming then.” Ben from the rugby team raised his left arm in the air and picked up Satomi’s body in a hug with everyone’s support. Satomi’s body was bent around Ben’s waist, with her buttocks facing the class, in short, the position of a baby being held in her arms.
“No, don’t! Don’t!”
That wasn’t humorous at all, it was an extremely sinister crisis for Satomi, whose ass was forced by the boys to be fixed in the direction of the class.
“Please, please, let go, let go!” Satomi screamed desperately, stretching her feet and stomping her legs to struggle, but the futile resistance only fueled everyone’s sadistic tendencies.
“It’s not okay to make noise like that! Satsuki-kun. Let’s see what kind of panties you’re wearing today.” Fukumoto, who was holding Satomi’s body with his left hand, reached for Satomi’s skirt with his right hand: “Okay, what color panties is the class president wearing today?”
The class looked at the hands holding the skirts and let out a smile.
“Well, yellow!”
“No, today it’s light blue!”
“Could it be accidentally transparent?”
“It’s an exhibitionist’s favorite T-back!”
“That’s naturally a vacuum!”
“No, no, no way!” Satomi, exposed to the vile sight, desperately rebelled against Fukumoto.
“Well, that’s…” As everyone waited anxiously, Fukumoto recalled Satomi’s previous words: “So? Satomi-kun, do you understand what ‘sports fool’ is all about? It’s a pity that there’s no chance to beg for forgiveness now.”
When Satomi heard that, she remembered that when she was being pursued by Ben, she laughed at the girls and said, ‘What’s the use of a dumbass who only knows how to play sports? (Who? Who said that?) Satomi was horrified by the thought of her friend secretly betraying her, and by the depths of men’s obsession.
The last time I posted this was in April, and I was hoping to post it again, but because the author suddenly released a new chapter of Satomi, I had to translate it and post it quickly. But how come there are several chapters of “Satomi” but no new one of “Nahoko”?
There are a few places where the author seems to be using the technique of hinting, but since the author didn’t explicitly say so, I don’t dare to add words into it. For example, ‘Satomi was suddenly driven by pleasure’, although the author didn’t write it down, it was naturally because Michiyo turned on the vibrating control of the vibrating egg. There seem to be quite a few similar situations in the whole text, but I can’t say it’s the author’s own mistake or omission.
The martial arts genre has been going strong lately! If only someone would write some springtime martial arts.
(to be continued)