Original Japanese text: Fumijuro Nakayama
Chinese translation: Di Shi Tian
Five like you, but can’t say it.
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After closing the front door and putting the key in the mailbox at Tanaka’s house, I once again looked up at Misa’s room on the second floor.
Unconsciously running my hair back, I pondered.
For me, of course I would like to stay by Misa’s side all the time if possible. … but there’s no reason for me to stay at the house of a girl whose parents are out of town.
Shaking my head, I stepped away from Misa’s house.
“Although I say that, Misa…”
In order to get Misa back on her feet, I revealed her secret of “sleeping naked,” which reignited my fight with Misa.
“Yah, but she did get angry… it seems…”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
Judging from how angry she was, it seemed like it was really happening. Imagine Misa sleeping naked and “hoo-hoo-hooing”.
(“Ah… no!”)
Doesn’t it also conjure up a lot of colorful associations?
For example, if I were Misa’s lover, and if I came to “Misa’s naked body, breathing peacefully in the sunrise through the window”, I would hold my breath and return to my primitive state as quickly as possible because of the beauty that I couldn’t dare to look at, wouldn’t I?
(But I’m sure Misa, will say something like ‘What are you doing early in the morning, you horny bastard!’ I’m sure Misa will say something like ‘What are you doing this early in the morning, you horny bastard!’ and kick me off the bed!)
It was so easy to picture this in my mind that I couldn’t help but laugh once again.
“Misa, it’s such a lovely…”
I really don’t understand how I never noticed it. If you think about it seriously, Misa is actually exactly my type.
(I like both the dynamic and quiet extremes of the energetic and the refined…)
The former was represented by Misa Tanaka, while the latter was of course represented by Mai Sakuragi.
(No wonder, I’ve been particularly fond of picking on Misa since first grade. If I really hated her, I’m afraid I wouldn’t even be interested in fighting with her. But in reality, whenever possible, I would try to meet Misa once a day and find a chance to do a “comedy” or something with her.)
Deep inside me, without even noticing it myself, I had clearly carved Misa’s figure.
Thoughts that hadn’t surfaced from the back of my mind until this moment only made me feel more sorry for them.
However, I’m sorry, but since Misa already has a “beloved one who dedicates his life to her”, I should try to support her as much as possible. The man who can make Misa like him, from my point of view, should also be a “good guy”.
“It would be nice for Misa’s relationship with that person to progress smoothly… although, I do have some jealousy…”
I whistled as I strolled through the streets at night, and the thought flooded through my mind that it would be nice to take a walk once in a while.
The warm breeze unique to the metropolis brushed my cheeks, is it also a tropical night(1) today? Thinking like this, I raised my head to observe the night sky, and just then, the
“Y… ah!”
As if, hearing something. Was it a dog barking, or a cat? Or was it a human voice… If it was really a human being, why did it sound a bit like a sad cry?
(Speaking of which, there’s a site site right around the corner from here.)
That construction site is where I took Yako’s first kiss. In that case, was it “Katayama” and the woman in the tight dress making love there again? If that’s the case, it would be foolish of me to go over there.
(Well, I don’t know why… I have a bad feeling about this.)
I thought it would be more appropriate to act on my instincts at a time like this. Therefore, I walked towards the source of the sound anyway.
The site site is basically unchanged from my last visit. It also looks like the work has barely progressed.
If I must ask what’s different, it’s that at some point a ring of metal mesh was barricaded around the perimeter of the site.
I rounded my eyes in the darkness, perked up my ears, and concentrated on watching.
There’s someone. It’s really here.
Indeed one could hear, something like the sound of something being argued over.
What to do, I considered. If it’s someone like Yako who accidentally walked here and was attacked by a pervert, of course I’ll have to lend a helping hand. But on the other hand, if it’s a shameless guy like Katayama who’s having a battle with a woman in the wild, I’d be too dirty to beat them up.
(Hey? It’s coming a little closer here again!)
That way, with the streetlight shining on it, you could tell whether it was rape or adultery. Oh…
I don t know whether I feel the look of the anxious me, the ringing sound is gradually getting louder, and the figure is getting closer and closer.
“Yes-! Just like that… come over more, come over more… over… again… hey-!”
In the light of the street lamps, two figures emerged… and one of them was… (Ms. Yoshiko!!)
It was my grade teacher, Mr. Yoshiko Serizawa. Having her hands clipped behind her back by the man, her miserable stockings were torn to pieces, her skirt rolled up above her hips, while large sections of her voluptuous pecs were revealed from the ripped summer shirt.
Behind Ms. Yoshiko and taking away her freedom… was a round man with a short beard, who was disgusting to look at….
Wearing a T-shirt with “Deep Purple 72” printed on it, he says, “Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-!” upper body swaying slightly from side to side, seemingly humming with pleasure.
(Yoshiko-sensei -!)
Intent on rescuing her immediately, while reaching out and grabbing the metal mesh I did.
“Wha-!”
I yelled, frozen in place.
Seeing,… unbelievable, things!
Bouncing between Yoshiko-sensei’s two thighs was the daunting, huge black outline.
That’s, like, Deep Purple Asshole’s man-root!
Even though it’s a man’s root… Is that really something that belongs to a human being? It was a truly mind-bogglingly huge thing.
It’s not comparable to a horse’s dick, but… the length is still comparable to my forearm, and the thickness is comparable to the circumference of a juice packet, not 250 ml, but a 350 ml can, and with the glans attached, the whole thing looks like a giant melon. The scrotum is also much larger than the “beaver” in Shinola (2).
Just the fact that it was big was enough to scare me. I’ve read several erotic novels comparing the main character’s doppelganger to a “giant cannon”, but compared to their dick, I’m afraid the deep purple man-root in front of me can be described as a “gigantic pillar”, can’t it?
It doesn’t matter how I describe it. All I know is that I was so scared that my hands and feet went cold and… I felt like I was going to have a cramp.
Such giant weapons can only be seen occasionally in pornographic movies in Europe and America.
No!
I’m afraid it’s even more powerful than in those movies, right?
The tragic life of Deep Purple 72, who possessed this demon, immediately came to my mind.
I’m not a womanizer, but even if I were, if I saw such a huge weapon in bed…
（I’m sure I’ll run away. If I were a woman, I would have run away no matter how much I loved him.
If a big guy like that pokes his way in, it’s bound to burst.) And it’s so big that even the ladies who sell water would refuse to accept it. Even if they were selling water, just from the economic point of view, if they were to be penetrated by such a huge rod once, they wouldn’t be able to “work” for two or three days, right?
When it comes to the size of the thing, the big guy is better. And there are many myths in the world about the “big gun and the golden gun”. But as a woman, I believe that many people would say, “It’s not like that”. If it’s too big, it’s just going to hurt and not feel good.
I’m afraid that because of this reason, both “professional players” and ordinary women, are not willing to be his opponent. That’s why Deep Purple 72 is in a state of perpetual heat due to his excessive lust. In fact, Deep Purple was beaming with pure joy, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was in a state of euphoria. … Is it because Yoshiko-sensei’s skin feels so good?
“Uh… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah…!”
With a loud cry, the white, cloudy liquid spurted out. It was as if the faucet was turned up to the max, and he ejaculated heavily and violently. As expected, it was “Deep Purple 72”! Originally, a man’s penis should have gradually shrunk after ejaculation, but Deep Purple’s penis became even more swollen and hard after ejaculation.
“What… what is… what is that! … fuck, fuck, what is it? Hey, what am I doing? This is not the time to be dumb!”
I finally came to my senses. On the slippery, brocade-like Yoshiko-sensei’s thighs, the wet, deep purple male root was already poking at Yoshiko-sensei’s panties. If I really let him poke through the panties and stick it in, Yoshiko-sensei’s there would definitely break!
“Wait a minute, hey!”
I climbed over the metal mesh and jumped right off of it and onto the ground.
“Uh-?”
Deep Purple, cocked his head in this direction. However, the movement of his waist did not stop, but pushed up even further, rubbing fiercely against the triangle between Yoshiko-sensei’s strands.
“Don’t… don’t… don’t…, don’t ah-!”
Yoshiko-sensei, who was already a bit delirious with fear, screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Uh-, uh!” Deep Purple covered Yoshiko-sensei’s mouth with the most direct action.
“Uh-, uh-!” Yoshiko-sensei looks like she’s about to pass out.
“Stop it! She’s about to suffocate-!”
Hearing my angry shout, Deep Purple “Hm-?” Ground looked over, his eyes coincidentally merging with mine.
I noticed that his eyes were glowing strangely.
Murphy… Murphy… Murphy, Murphy…!
(He’s not a normal man?)
A chill raced down my spine.
“Uh-!”
Deep Purple just grabbed Yoshiko-sensei, gasping and swinging her waist… making sudden advances… in an extremely annoying manner, like a human locomotive.
“Hey, stop-!”
Right in front of my eyes that were yelling, “Hoo-, hoo-, pfft-, pfft-,” Deep Purple let out another white, cloudy splash.
“Hey-!”
If I hadn’t dodged at that instant, I would have been dissolved and died once I was drenched in the deep purple venom, right?
“Mmmm-, mmmm-,” Deep Purple grinned as if she had ascended to heaven and forced her way toward me.
（Stay back, please!)
Although, I wanted to cry and run away, it would never work to just leave Yoshiko-sensei and run away. Yoshiko-sensei was already unconscious. This is the limit of what I can tolerate.
I finally made up my mind and stood stoically facing Deep Purple.
Crossing over Yoshiko-sensei’s body, the giant deep purple root edged closer to me.
“Wha—, wha—!”
The ugly rod, like a boxer preparing for a physical fight, slightly trembled and rose upwards, pointing at my jaw. In order to prevent myself from being stained by the venom that would be sprayed outward from the deep purple rod at some point, I pulled my hands apart with one hand in front of me and the other behind me, and took up a stance.
After that, I stepped forward with my left foot.
“Hi-!”
I delivered the obligatory kick. Although I intended to shout “Hi-!” I intended to shout, but what actually came out was a strange sound like “Yay!” It might have been a strange sound like that.
Anyway, for what it’s worth, the kick I had originally thrown with the preparation of possibly having one of my shoes dissolved by the venom hit Deep Purple’s penis with uncanny accuracy.
“Ah-!”
As a disoriented howl came to mind, Deep Purple released the hands that had been holding onto Yoshiko-sensei so tightly, and flailed wildly in the air to keep her balance.
I, on the other hand, seized this moment and hugged Yoshiko-sensei before she fell to the ground.
“Thunk-” There was a loud thud, and a gust of dust rose from the ground – Deep Purple had finally managed to collapse.
“Ms. Yoshiko, Ms. Yoshiko, wake up… Ms. Yoshiko!”
As I shook her, Yoshiko-sensei slowly opened her eyes.
“Ya-, don’t ya-!”
Yoshiko-sensei struggled hard intending to push me away.
“Yoshiko-sensei-! It’s me, I’m Fluffy Village-!” I shook Yoshiko-sensei’s body even more violently than earlier.
“PRICELESS… Yes, PRICELESS, KUN…?”
With her eyelids still trembling continuously, Yoshiko-sensei subconsciously repeated my name, but it’s hard to say if she really understood the current situation.
“It’s okay now, just relax a little… no need to be afraid anymore…”
While gently caressing Ms. Yoshiko’s hair and comforting her, I slowly… slowly brought Ms. Yoshiko’s feet to the ground, helping her to be able to stand up with her own strength.
Deep Purple, on the other hand, though, was still lying on the ground as in the party and had not regained consciousness.
But…
“Goo… goo… goo… poof-!”
The huge column of deep purple flesh that still stood spewed out putrid venom as if it were a high-pressure water pistol.
“Yoshiko-sensei, let’s go.”
I assisted Yoshiko-sensei and quickly left the site.
Convenience store bag in hand, I went back to my house.
“HUA” The sound of water was still going on in the bathroom, it was Yoshiko-sensei in the shower.
After that… I took Yoshiko-sensei, who had been rescued from the violent men, back to my house. In any case, I wanted to help Ms. Yoshiko calm down and recover.
Another reason… is that Ms. Yoshiko’s summer blouse was torn to pieces, her bra hooks were broken, her stockings were in a terrible state, and Deep Purple’s bodily fluids were sticking all over the place…
In such a situation, how could I possibly let her go back like that. Therefore, I brought Yoshiko-sensei home and led her into the bathroom, and while she was in the shower, I headed to the convenience store to buy clothes for her. Even though it’s really embarrassing for me as a man to have to buy women’s panties and whatnot, there’s no other way under the current conditions.
But, after all this time, Ms. Yoshiko still hasn’t come out of the bathroom… (Actually, I think I can understand how Ms. Yoshiko is feeling right now. Although Deep Purple’s incident could only be considered an attempted rape, Ms. Yoshiko seems to have been raped… This is probably due to Ms. Yoshiko’s lack of experience with men…)
Maybe Yoshiko-sensei was still a virgin and was so traumatized that she felt she must have been humiliated. Because of that, no matter how much she cleansed herself, she couldn’t wash away the trauma in her heart!
(Mo, Mo! Is Yoshiko-sensei contemplating a suicide plan in the bathroom?) An uneasy feeling came over me. Since I’m alone, I don’t have any sharp objects in the bathroom other than a razor, but if a person really wants to commit suicide, they can find a way to do it anyway.
I finally couldn’t help myself and opened the bathroom door, peering into the bathroom from the changing room. On the other side of the foggy glass, the silhouette of the skin was reflected. I was so happy that sensei was okay, and it was only for a short moment that I was free from my own worrying mood, but my heart started to beat violently with an indisputable “-“.
What unfolded in front of my eyes – my teacher’s naked body – was just too beautiful.
As you can imagine from just looking at her, Ms. Yoshiko is irresistibly voluptuous and beautiful. Even through the glass door, which was blurred by water vapor, Yoshiko’s rounded buttocks and slender waist were still so clear and distinct. And the swaying of her breasts, which had a jaw-dropping volume, seemed to be felt even by those who stood outside the door. A completely different person from the teacher who stood on the school’s pulpit with a whip in her hand, an unbelievably beautiful woman was here.
Putting the convenience store bag with my clothes into the laundry basket, I dashed out of the changing room as fast as I could.
“Teacher, new panties, I put them in the basket.”
While saying that to sensei, I closed the bathroom door. But I still noticed Yoshiko-sensei’s body shivering the moment she heard my shout.
Back in the room, I sat down comfortably in a reclining chair, intending to calm my pounding heart, when the sound of water stopped… Not much later, Ms. Yoshiko came out.
I had a pair of shorts on underneath and one of my white shirts over the top, and my hair, which was usually kept up, was let down in a cascade.
(I see… I finally understand, but…)
Yoshiko-sensei, unadorned, is a beauty like no other. She’s definitely better than any model or actress. A mature, perfect woman.
But for someone so beautiful to be in a profession like teaching, one can’t help but wonder if there’s something wrong. I think it would have been better if Yoshiko-sensei had realized more that she was living as a woman, no, if she had used “woman” more as a weapon, but she did not do that. Was she aware of her attractiveness and hiding it, or did she not realize it at all? I don’t know.
(It’s rare for her to have such beauty, so wouldn’t it be better if she emphasized more on being female. Yoshiko-sensei is a bit too conservative, rather not so good, isn’t she?) A beautiful woman should indeed show her beautiful side.
Even if Ms. Yoshiko could show one-tenth of what she does now, if she were to show her feminine side at school… I must have been captured by Ms. Yoshiko a long time ago, just as I was by Ms. Mako’s broadcasts. For example, if I’d been told, “Go for it, Fluffy!” I’d probably be studying as hard as I could with a dictionary in one hand even now.
Although it is possible to be seen as a simple-minded fool, that is enough for a man! This is because beautiful women have the power to “turn charm into magic”.
Yoshiko-sensei had even forgotten to put on her glasses, and was silent with a droopy look on her face.
“Yoshiko-sensei, you’re tired, aren’t you? Ah, come and rest for a while.”
In a voice that sounded as cheerful as possible, I motioned Yoshiko-sensei to the edge of the bed to sit down. After Yoshiko-sensei “-” bent over and sat down, she just bent over and stopped moving.
“How about a beer after your shower, but it’s cold!”
Hearing my suggestion, almost imperceptibly, Yoshiko-sensei slowly shook her head. Even the simple fact that an underage student had suggested that she consume alcoholic beverages went unnoticed.
“In that case, let’s make you a cup of coffee… with some ice…”
This time, I completely ignored her answer and started adding mineral water to the coffee maker… Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp… The coffee maker filled up with amber colored liquid.
I took the ice from the fridge and put it in a glass, when…
“┅┅，┅┅”
I heard a sobbing cry and turned around to see Yoshiko-sensei’s shoulders vibrating.
Coming in front of Yoshiko-sensei, I quietly kneeled down and raised my head to look up at Yoshiko-sensei’s face.
“Yoshiko-sensei, it’s not good to overthink things, yo.”
Like this, say it to her.
“But… but, I…” From Yoshiko-sensei’s eyes, large teardrops spilled down.
“Being done that…”
“But you’re not actually being done anything!”
Even though I said that immediately without a second thought, it only made Yoshiko-sensei’s vibration amplitude become even greater.
It turned out that the cool and collected Ms. Yoshiko had run off somewhere. Sitting here is just a frail woman with a traumatized mind.
“Ms. Yoshiko…”
I sat down next to the sobbing Yoshiko-sensei and rubbed her back.
“Why, would a man… want to do something like that? …”
To Ms. Yoshiko, who almost moaned, “That kind of thing… isn’t… very hard to understand anymore.”
I muttered in reply. Yoshiko-sensei got angry, though, and she immediately turned her head to glare at me with a “staff-“. However, for me, there are some things that can’t be said without being said.
“What that pervert did, of course, is absolutely unforgivable. This, of course. …but what Yoshiko-sensei did was also wrong!”
Facing me who said such words in a decisive manner, my teacher seemed to have received a huge shock.
“Wh… what… is… is it my fault?”
Her lips quivered.
“One must protect one’s own body. When it’s late at night and you’re walking in a place where there’s no one else, you should be alert to what’s going on around you… As a woman of a wonderful age, shouldn’t you think like that?”
“But that… although it may be that… why did you attack me?”
Yoshiko-sensei, still not getting it. And, what the hell is talking about, this person?
“That’s because Sensei’s conditions are sufficiently adequate; Sensei is the beauty that exudes charm all over her body.”
I blurted out that fact out loud. Yoshiko-sensei, on the other hand, looked back at me blankly as if she had heard something unbelievable.
“That kind of… silly talk…”
“Dang, of course it’s not a silly comment. Sensei was originally a beauty. I’d say she’s the kind of beauty that makes men walking down the street turn their heads. … something of that magnitude, why don’t you understand? Do you look in the mirror every day?”
Completely, dumbfounded. Was it the teacher’s extreme modesty, or did she have a problem with beauty?… But whichever the reason, what should be done for Ms. Yoshiko… to give up the pleasure she deserved as a woman at such a young age?
“Beauty and all that… it’s a lie, isn’t it? Please don’t make jokes at your lordship’s expense!”
The teacher bit her lip hard as if she was insulted.
I’m in a state that can no longer be described as dumbstruck, or even a bit dizzy.
“What basis do you have for saying I’m lying? I’m the one who really doesn’t understand! You tell me, Yoshiko-sensei!”
“But… that… I, like, have never been hit on by a man or anything like that…”
“That’s because Yoshiko-sensei, at all times, made it a point not to approach others… especially men.”
“I… always put up a front…?”
Yoshiko-sensei, who had become stunned and confused, didn’t look as if she had no feelings about it at all. The eyes that had been looking at me fell to the bed as I watched. Yoshiko-sensei let out a long sigh, lowered her face again, and her eyes turned gray.
(Yoshiko-sensei’s feelings right now, must be very complicated.)
But for me, it’s not incomprehensible. Teachers have also reached the age of maturity. I’m afraid that they often get hints about marriage from their parents or relatives. But a teacher pours all his passion into education and doesn’t care about such things.
Considering her overly traditional personality, I guess it can be equated with the fact that she has basically no relationship experience up until now . As a result, she unconsciously creates barriers between the two parties when dealing with men, ending up with the kind of personality that is now afraid to communicate with her male counterparts.
(Well… it is also this kind of woman who is most vulnerable to being cheated by bad men. Probably… because she is fundamentally innocent, once there is a crack in her heart, she is easily taken advantage of by those scoundrels who specialize in deceiving women. (It’s also because of her innocence that she would willingly give herself to her partner even if she knew he was a scoundrel, right?…)
Imagining it that way, my mood turned a bit gray. So whether it’s right or wrong, I must make Yoshiko-sensei realize her charismatic side of herself today!
“Wouldn’t it be better to relax a little? It’s so rare to be born a beauty… like letting your hair down instead of plaiting it, or wearing brighter lipstick, or changing your glasses to contact lenses… there are many, many ways to do it. Because Teacher is the kind of woman who gets prettier as she dresses up.”
Even when I said that, “But I, no matter how I think about it, I don’t think I’m a beauty…”
Mr. stubbornly insisted. After all this talk, the result is still nothing.
“Hey-, that’s enough already! So what Yoshiko-sensei is saying is that there’s something wrong with my vision?”
Exasperated and fuming, I stood up and looked down at the teacher, clutching my skeleton.
“Ugh… that… that… that is…”
Finally, the teacher had nothing more to say.
“Okay, taking a hundred steps back, even if I’m the only one who thinks Yoshiko-sensei is a beauty, even then isn’t that okay?”
“Hey?!” Mr. Surprised, he looked up at me.
“Please dress up beautifully for me alone… even if that’s not possible?”
As if attracted by my eyes, Yoshiko-sensei straightened up from the bed.
“PRICELESS KUN…”
The eyes of the two men, joined together.
I reached out and put my hands on my teacher’s shoulders.
Close your eyes and quietly the two lips overlap.
Even from the close proximity of the two sides breathing together, Sensei still looks so beautiful.
The teacher’s long hair certainly looked good when she wore it up, but letting it flow and sway behind her like it was now was even more overwhelmingly voluptuous.
The sensible look in her eyes when she wore the glasses was unforgettable, and what came into my eyes when the glasses were removed was the wonderful look that Mr. was supposed to have. The gentle eyes that shone with a faint light were filled with a touching charm.
Soft, sweet lips that tantalize my desire for exclusivity.
The line that extends from the jaw through the neck to the chest shows the elegant curves that are unique to women.
Full breasts full of texture that would make you sigh involuntarily stood up proudly, straining my shirt with a gesture that was going to pop the buttons that were barely fastened.
Was it because of the enthusiasm the shower had infused her with, or was it because she was so nervous that at the apex of the two rounds, the pink tips of the breasts had stood clear.
The silhouette of the whole body has bold, moving curves that are hard to see on the average Japanese person.
The delicate skin of my feet, which stretched out from the end of my shorts, dazzled me.
Unable to hold back any longer, I reached out and slewed my hand around Mister’s back, encircling that showy flesh within my grasp.
“Aaah!” A hard-to-hear, whispering sound came out of the teacher’s mouth, and it sounded as if she didn’t know what to do with herself… and of course, she didn’t object.
Just holding each other like that, feeling each other’s body heat.
In their apprehension, the two men’s heartbeats became faster and faster.
My chest squeezed my teacher’s overly perky breasts, and in the center of that compressed softness, the hardness of two tiny flowery fruits could be clearly felt.
While taking possession of the sweet lips once again, my hands caressed the teacher’s breasts. As if to explore its shape, my fingers slowly crawled over the teacher’s breasts, then changed to gently rubbing them.
“ah… ah… ah…”
Looking at my timid teacher, I kissed her further and deeper, while my fingers quietly pinched her nipples.
“Oh?!”
You can clearly see the tremor in the teacher’s body.
(Ms. Yoshiko’s breasts are very sensitive…)
“Uh…, no… do… that… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah… don’t do it!”
Ignoring the teacher’s request, I unbuttoned the shirt on her chest in order to be able to really torture her breasts.
I used all ten fingers of both hands to caress Yoshiko-sensei’s plump, beautiful breasts.
Gentle strokes… at a level that made her feel anxious… occasionally, with a little bit of force… rhythmically rubbing.
Although the teacher had stood up, she was only barely holding on, her moist pupils as if she was looking into another world, not knowing where she was looking.
“Don’t, don’t… no, no… ah-, don’t ah-,” moaned the teacher, exhausted, leaning herself completely on me.
I hugged Yoshiko-sensei from behind and bent down to quietly place her on the bed.
Holding the tip of her standing nipple, which seemed to be so hard it was already a little sore, between her index and middle fingers, “Mmmm-!”
The teacher shivered violently, her body spasming slightly.
(It’s so beautiful, Ms. Yoshiko’s nipples… really, as beautiful as the buds of flowers.) As I rubbed my hands together, a light red color gradually rose to the surface of Teacher’s breasts, and the tips of the nipples that I had pinched were also coated with a delicate scarlet color. I tweaked it as much as I could, gently flicking and grinding it to get that little cherry fully erect.
I used all the means at my disposal to play with that beloved bud, and the teacher who had generated pleasure responded by shaking her body incessantly.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah-…”
The gasping continues. The moan of “joy” played by the woman is the ultimate sound to numb the man’s senses.
To be provoked to pleasure by the melody emitted by the loved one, to manipulate the moving female body at will according to one s expectations, I think this is the happiest moment for a man.
I buried my face into my teacher’s breasts and took a fruit into my mouth. “Chirp-, chirp-,” sucking on it while plunging and squeezing it with my fingers on the other side. I used my tongue to lick from the bottom up, then from the top down, licking and sucking hard on the tip of the breast, sucking on the nipple and swirling it around the areola… carpet bombing the breast as a target for kissing.
I alternated between my left and right breasts, loving them again and again without getting tired of it… I was mesmerized by the sweetness of Teacher’s voice.
Impatiently, Yoshiko-sensei’s brocade-skinned thighs kept grinding close together, writhing bitterly on one side. A pair of beautiful breasts shook fiercely, excitedly tracing beautiful little arcs.
I wrapped my lips around the tip of her throbbing nipple and kept “chirping” and sucking and stretching the bud.” used my teeth while” ohh ah ah ah-” the teacher cried out in an extraordinarily loud voice, and she hugged me tightly with all her strength.
(Ms. Yoshiko… just her breasts…?!)
It’s as if it’s already reached the top of the heap.
There was heat radiating out from the teacher’s body, and she was looking towards us with a slightly incredulous expression. Teacher was a traditional person… not only was she traditional, but she was pure. There is probably no one in the world who is more pure than your teacher, so she probably has never had this experience before.
As a woman, of course, she has sexual desires, and it is said that she can enjoy sexual pleasure dozens of times more than a man can. Yoshiko-sensei is now at the right age to enjoy “sexual pleasure”, but… Now, as if she was welcoming a man in, she was unconsciously twisting her waist and rubbing against my penis. I think the feeling of her first orgasm was too strong for her, and her eyes looked as if she was intoxicated.
The panties, which were brand new, had become soaked, and the dainty pubic hairs were clearly visible through the already soaked panties.
Reaching out toward the soft bulging hills below, my fingertips pressed against the warm valley.
“Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Hey, ah? …there!”
The important part was touched and Yoshiko-sensei looked quite shocked.
“Swish” grabbed the hand that was fiddling with her lower body, but I continued my finger movements unaffected.
“Haaah-!” At the same time as the cries rang out, the teacher’s hand lost its strength.
(It’s really sensitive…)
I sighed as I stroked the soft secret spot on one side.
Such a beautiful body was not taught what true pleasure was… It is not too much to say that this was a sin.
The teacher lifted her jaw and leaned back, desperately trying to hold back the waves of pleasure that hit her.
The water that gushed out in order to receive “love” was soaking the shorts… and the sound of the wet shirts and pants being rubbed began to resonate in the room. As the wetness increased, so did the sound of rubbing.
“Mmm, mmm-!” Yoshiko-sensei moaned, but “Aaaah-!” Her body leaned back and bent into an arch.
Once again, rising to the top.
“Teacher, I also…”
Lips overlapping, my fingers dug into my panties.
Ms. Yoshiko’s eyes opened with a huff…
“Don’t… Fluffy Village-kun… please… let me go!”
Fluttering, teardrops of light spilled from the teacher’s glistening eyes.
Seeing her overly uncomfortable expression, I stopped moving to look at the teacher.
“But I also want to make Teacher more comfortable…”
Yoshiko-sensei looked at me with slightly sad eyes and whispered.
“I, with all my heart, desire to continue with PRICELESS KUN as I am now… I never knew that a man could embrace a woman with such powerful yet tender feelings… I intend to commit myself to you, and I intend to dedicate myself to PRICELESS KUN, but… But… But if I do that If I really did that, I would only have PRICELESS KUN in my heart, and nothing else would exist… Even if I returned to the classroom after the school year began to give lectures, I would only see PRICELESS KUN in my eyes, and I would only know how to repeat the words ‘I like you’ in my heart. I… I… am such a weak woman.”
As if in prayer, Yoshiko-sensei placed her hands with her fingers intertwined in front of her chest and pleaded.
I can completely understand Yoshiko-sensei’s bitter feelings. Ms. Yoshiko is the kind of woman who always pours all her passion into whatever she does. When faced with a man she loves, she will definitely devote all her passion and energy to him. If her feelings for me were to turn into “true love”, (she would definitely stick to her love… for example, even if I asked her to resign from her teaching position…) she would be like that, a woman of innocence.
(If, in fact, Yoshiko-sensei really intends to become my bride, as for me, even if I have to give up the chance to continue schooling and have to work my ass off, as long as I can make Yoshiko-sensei feel happy, even if it’s just a little bit, I won’t hesitate to do it).
However, it is not acceptable for a man to bring misfortune to a woman simply because of his own irresponsible fantasies. For Yoshiko-sensei, her current image as a “teacher” was the most appropriate. Even if she were to get married, it should be to a “mature man”. It would have been rash to give up her dream for love because of a young man who was at most seventeen years old. I’ve made myself sound a bit miserable, but it’s absolutely true.
“I’m sorry…”
While shedding tears, the teacher said.
What’s that supposed to mean? I’m the one who needs to make amends.
“If that’s the case, I’m the one who should apologize. Because Ms. Yoshiko is so beautiful, I’ve become obsessed with her… and I’ve ended up hurting her heart… I’m sorry!”
Turning to me, Yoshiko-sensei shook her head, “No, I should apologize… Today, if it weren’t for PRICELESS KUN’s help… I would have been violated by that man…”
I don’t know if it was because of the horrible imagery that swept through her mind, but Yoshiko-sensei’s body abruptly shook.
“Even now, if I hadn’t had PRICELESS KUN treating me so gently… and letting me go home like that at that time… I, for sure, would have really become completely distrustful of men… just like Akiba… oh… no, not at all!”
Just halfway through her sentence, Ms. Yoshiko panicked and covered her mouth with both hands. Unlike the usual Yoshiko-sensei, she now looked like a little girl caught stealing candy, and I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
When I say “Akiba”, my last name is actually “Akabane” (3).
The only old lady in the school, she is a music teacher who is hysterical all the time. She often says things like, “Messy clothes are a sign of inner turmoil,” and is a nagging, troublesome woman who is always saying things like, “This is not right, that is not right, and that is not right. It goes without saying that she is intimidating to her students, and even when she sees a young woman or a fellow teacher, she often looks for the bones in her bones, which is hard to bear.
Of course, I didn’t like Yoshiko Serizawa and Mako Saito, who were in their early twenties and blossomed like flowers. In fact, I’ve seen several occasions where Mako Saito-sensei has said things like, “The skirt is too short,” or “The breasts are too impressive,” and has pestered her about it.
Okay, that’s enough already. That’s enough about that boring music teacher.
Without realizing it, Yoshiko-sensei, who had spoken her heart, had turned her cheeks fiery red. Honestly, it was really moving.
“That… Just pretend you didn’t hear what I just said, okay? …”
Yoshiko-sensei, who had just realized that trouble comes out of her mouth, peered into my eyes as if she was trying to guess what I was thinking and pleaded. Seeing the beautiful Yoshiko-sensei showing such a silly expression was really cute.
“Even though I’ve been told that, I’ve really heard it…”
When she heard my answer, Ms. Yoshiko, “Something like that…”
Saying that, it really showed a confused look. Even with that expression, it’s very cute.
I rubbed my jaw, then winked at Yoshiko-sensei.
“Is it bad to keep it as a secret between the two of us, Yoshiko-sensei and I?”
“Ah,” the teacher gazed deeply at me for a moment, “hmmm-” and nodded her head in agreement with a big smile on her face.
“Well, then-, have some more tea!”
Instead of the iced coffee, which was already slightly warm and lightened by the ice melting off, I replaced it with hot tea.
Two people spending a short, cozy time together. …
I walked out of the apartment onto the main street and watched Yoshiko-sensei’s taxi drive away.
“Hoo-, uh!”
I stretched to my heart’s content. I’ve been very busy today, so I do feel a little tired. If you think about it, all the people I met today, including Mako-sensei, Misa, Yoshiko-sensei… were women.
(Well, it’s nice to be busy with beautiful girls!) Yoshiko-sensei had a lot going on at once, but I was very happy to see that she came back completely refreshed.
Thinking this way, I can’t help but remember what it was like.
(After all, your teacher is such a beautiful person…)
Not only was I able to enjoy my teacher’s beautiful naked body, but I was also able to caress her beautiful breasts. It was such a wonderful experience that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget it.
“Umm… Oh, no!”
Thanks to the vivid memories that surfaced in my mind, my doppelganger ironed out in a flash. It was such a failure. Even though no one passed by on the road for the time being, a man walking with a tent propped up under his straddle on a street at night will surely be looked at by others as a pervert… it’s so annoying!
“Ugh-, it’s ugly!”
I shook my head vigorously in order to get rid of such thoughts from my mind, but the image of Ms. Yoshiko was still clearly reproduced. In particular, the, beautiful breasts… trembling… came into view. Ah… I see it!
(It’s so beautiful… Teacher’s breasts…)
Soft to the touch, beautifully shaped, standing tall… And I’m afraid that only Sakuma Chiharu and Makayoshi Reiko can match her in terms of plumpness.
(Huh?) Reiko? Hmm? Uh-huh? (Reiko, Reiko, that…) “Wow. Oh, no!”
It finally came to me. Didn’t I already have a date with Reiko to go to her house tonight? It doesn’t seem normal for me to be so forgetful, does it?
“Ah-, sorry about that!”
I ran a few steps tighter, turned the corner, and my own apartment and Makayoshi’s mansion brother came within sight.
“Oh, the lights are still on!”
Reiko, you’re still waiting for me, aren’t you? I knocked on the entrance door of Reiko’s house with a feeling of regret and shame that made me want to go down a hole in the ground. Oh… oops… another mistake. I was surprised that I was visiting Reiko’s wife’s house from the front door. Usually I enter quietly through the back door, so what was wrong with me today?
I was all alone, scrambling to figure out what to do, when the front door opened with a whimper, “I’ve been waiting…”
Reiko smiled sweetly and welcomed me into the house with a graceful gesture.
“Yes, I’m sorry, Reiko! Coming so late…”
I couldn’t help but step forward and said, holding Reiko’s hand tightly.
“That kind of thing… please don’t mind…” smiled Reiko, “Eh?!” Her eyes suddenly widened and she looked over at me.
…and, swishily, my cheeks leaked into a flushed color.
Then, I noticed it too. This time, I really even thought about going to die.
That’s because the male part of me, still remains angrily erect.
And because Reiko and I were approaching so quickly,… just in time,… on top of each other.
Reiko was in shock, I guess, with both eyes still wide open. But that being said, it was true.
Even if the other party was a man who had been together several times before, he would have been just as surprised if he had just entered the house and held himself up with that enlarged dick, right?
Me or Reiko, both of them were frozen there for a while.
Feeling the warmth and softness from the female body of the part I was touching, just like that, my eruption was imminent. As if it was telling me that it couldn’t hold back any longer, my part, which had already gotten to know Reiko well, spasmed “swiftly, swiftly”.
With slightly timid eyes, Reiko looked toward me.
(Well —–, shame on you!)
In the current situation, I just want to push Reiko down like this. And given Reiko’s character, she will surely “if it’s for the sake of the person she likes, no matter how embarrassing” will be willing to obey it.
But, but!
I wouldn’t do that! Absolutely, I wouldn’t do that! If you’re asking why… “Because Reiko is a woman for me to cherish no matter what.”
It is never okay to use a loved one as a mere tool to deal with sexual desire! Instead of doing that, it would be better to just cut the dick off.
So this time I had to endure it no matter what.
I put my hand on Reiko’s shoulder, as difficult as separating magnets that are drawn together, and slowly pulled away the distance between them.
“Reiko, I’m sorry! Today, because of that… I’m going back!”
Well, which one is it? I… Even though I have said so, I can’t really say it clearly myself. Anyway, after I said that, I lowered my head, turned around and planned to leave.
“PRICELESS MURA-kun…” Reiko called out to me.
When I looked back, Reiko seemed to be a bit sad… but then she gave me a smile as if she was very happy.
I, once again, hung my head and walked out of the Makyoji house.
———- ———- ———- ——1, Tropical night seems to refer to a night when the maximum temperature exceeds 30 degrees Celsius (or is it 25 degrees?). The night of the year, I think.
2. Shinra-yaki – A famous Japanese fired pottery. The “civet” of Shinra-yaki is a small decorative ornament similar to a fortune cat.
———- ———- ———- —— Classmates Part 3 – A Summer Day to Remember Forever
Original Japanese text: Fumijuro Nakayama
Translated by: Lai (Shigeru), Dishonored Sky
———- ———- ———- —— Disclaimer: This article is published only in this edition, without my consent may not be reproduced.
(No such limitation in this section)
———- ———- ———- —— five like you and can’t say it.
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“Uh-huh… ah…”
In my own bed, I opened my eyes. It was 6:54 a.m., which is a healthy time to wake up. But if we’re talking about “healthy”…
“What the hell…”
As I complained, my interstrand portion still formed a pyramid this morning.
“It’s disgusting… every morning, every morning, becoming very energized like this without any scruples…”
Although it can be said to be a physiological phenomenon that is difficult to control, sometimes it really bores you.
Even the morning after you have spent all your energy in a passionate union with a woman, you will still have a hard-on. Although this is a physiological phenomenon that has nothing to do with sexual desire, it is still embarrassing!
And, yesterday, many, many things happened… so much so that it continues even in my dreams. From Yoshiko-sensei, to Reiko, to Kurumi, to Mako-sensei, and to Misa. To tell the truth, there were many other beautiful women on the stage, and if I had to describe it in one sentence, it would be “dazzling! A fantastic all-star show!” Thanks to those delightful but unreal dreams, my energized doppelganger felt so unsatisfied.
“Yesterday, it was quite a spell…”
While sighing, I planned to sit up. But as soon as I moved my body, I felt a throbbing pain coming from all over my body. However, it was no wonder.
…last night. I returned to my house without doing anything at Reiko’s, and in order to get rid of my uncontrollable desire, I did 500 squats, 60 push-ups (or should I say push-ups?), and sit-ups, which I didn’t know how to do. and sit-ups, and as far as I can remember, I did about 6-7 sets… But, all in all, I didn’t fall asleep until I was so physically exhausted that I almost collapsed after a long time.
Despite all the fuss, I woke up with my doppelganger standing up with such vigor… Alas, it was a sad day for me as a man.
After some time of lazily preparing coffee and then brushing my teeth and washing my face, I finally calmed down.
“Okay… phew… it’s… time to say hello!”
As soon as I opened the window , well… what a fateful coincidence. From the house of Makayoshi across the street, Reiko just happened to come out and walk into the yard. She had a broom in her hand, so she must have been preparing to clean the yard.
Also almost at the same time, each noticed each other. I waved my arms, and Reiko did the same, smiling sweetly.
And of course, this morning, the “Love Greetings” were completed.
After that, I put the toast in the bread electric toaster and began to gracefully enjoy my breakfast.
“Gee… Once I woke up and saw Reiko’s face, my whole body calmed down… Hmm, that’s nice! …”
Even the coffee tasted delicious, and I smeared butter on the toast. All in all, my whole mood became pleasant, Reiko’s smile is really great.
“What are we going to do today…”
Having said that, though, I’ve decided what I’m going to do.
“That’s it… Occasionally, go to the school library and study hard…”
It was the right thing to do so that I wouldn’t worry Yoshiko-sensei, who was my tutor. Anyway, I’m also a member of the promotion team.
Since there was still time, I rested comfortably for a while. It wasn’t until the clock was pointing to 9:30 that I stepped out of the house.
Look up at the dazzling sunlight.
(Okay, bring a bento to school.) I thought. Since I also wanted to meet Satomi, I decided to go to “OTIMTIM” and buy the sandwich bento made there.
(Satomi, you’ll be here today, won’t you?) I arrived at the door of OTIMTIM, but it was still closed. Today is not a regular holiday.
“… Perhaps, the store will not open until the afternoon.”
Since Satomi was in charge of the mornings during the summer vacation, this sometimes happened. Although I was explaining this to myself,… for some reason, I felt a pang of discomfort in my heart.
(That guy… If I see her again, I’ll have to talk to her no matter what…) Even if I’m decidedly and fatally disliked by Satomi, I can’t ignore her like this anymore. Because I regard Satomi as my most important…
“Friend.”
Yes… Since we’ve been friends longer than anyone else, I can’t ignore that concern.
Giving up on preparing a bento, I walked towards the school.
Step through the main entrance into the school, but there is a marvelous silence that envelops the place as well.
There was no sign of the track club members practicing on the playground, only dust still flying in the sky. The pool side was also quiet. The swimming club seemed to be taking a break, not a single person was there.
(Is it true that Mai… has been given a “no going out” order? If that’s the case, then it’s because I asked her to go on a date that we’re in this situation.) Thinking about it, I really began to feel uneasy.
It’s really lonely not being able to see her face, so I’m going to do everything I can to get in touch with her, even if it’s just to say hello.
(Oh, right. I should make a call to Misa’s house.) I entered the school building and used the pay phone set up on the first floor next to the office. After three or four outgoing calls, it said, “I’m out of the office, if you need anything…”
A message came in to answer the phone.
“Hey, Misa, it’s Fluffy Village. It looks like you’ve gone to the hospital already. I’ll call back afterward. Bye. …”
So saying, I hung up the phone.
By the way I glanced at the staff room, but Yoshiko-sensei wasn’t there. The health room next door was also locked, and Mako-sensei was also on vacation.
（I can’t see anyone! Today doesn’t look like a day to win the lottery. I can’t do anything about it. I’ll just read in peace.) I walked towards the library instead.
Quietly, quietly, quietly…
I was rarely quiet and focused on my studies. Incidentally, I studied mostly English.
For me, the report card always said that I was good at Chinese, average at English, and okay at math. In that case, it would be better to get more points in English than in math on the exams… maybe.
I felt soothed by the effect of the cold air and thus without realizing it I sat at the table for as long as six hours. Even I, for one, had to admire myself for being able to concentrate on my reading for such a long time.
If I continue to study every day in this state, I think I can pass the university exams easily, but (every day, it’s too difficult for me.) Impatience is my fatal flaw.
After completing my preparations to go back, I left the school.
(It’s still early. Why don’t we find a place to rest before heading back?) I wonder if I should go to Tamaya, the sweet store in front of the station, for some chilled white corn and soybean porridge, or Hoshinodo, the cafe that also sells fruits, for some delicious baked cakes… If neither of these is possible, then I think I’d like to go to OTIMTI-M for a charcoal-roasted iced coffee. I think a charcoal-roasted iced coffee at OTIMTI M would be good too… And maybe Satomi will be there.
(I’m really hungry after all this) I haven’t eaten lunch either… In that case, why don’t we have a baked cake followed by an iced coffee?) If a girl on a diet heard that, she’d get a lot of resentment, but I’m a man, so of course I should eat as much as I want.
(Only today, I didn’t meet anyone… If I had met a girl, I could have asked her to go with me… I’m sorry, I’m sorry) As I thought about it, I walked alongside a telephone pole at the corner of the street.
“Huh?”
I noticed huge amounts of garbage dumped on the ground. Although it looked like garbage, it wasn’t. It was actually something more troublesome than nuclear waste. It was a strange, strange woman dressed like a magician with a cloak… Although it was a woman, it was also someone who had met her big end a long time ago… In short, it was a mother-in-law.
Yes, that’s right. Once again, I’ve met that soothsayer granny.
Really don’t want to get involved with this weirdo.
I pretended to be unaware of the situation and quickly tried to walk away from the place. I didn’t expect the witch to say, “Hey! You’ll be punished if you ignore an old man in trouble!”
With a swiftness unimaginable from his age, he grabbed my foot.
(Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap.)
“Let go of me, granny! I’m busy!”
I struggled with my hands and feet.
“Lying is not an option. Granny knows with her clairvoyance that you’ve been studying hard today, and you should be getting ready for dessert right now.”
“Huh!?” I was honestly shocked. Why was it known? Could it be because… of the so-called supernatural powers of Giving Speech and Giving Knowledge? No, I don’t believe it and I don’t want to believe it, but… “Due to your lucky sign, you will be united with unexpected women in turn.”
I have to admit that this prophecy has come true. Together with Reiko, Chiharu, Yako and Kurumi, four of the most beautiful and lovely women in the world, I was able to experience loving and being loved. And that number could be doubled if I included some of the women with whom I had good relationships. It has been a summer full of “love”.
(But it’s really enough…) The gentle Reiko, the lively Chiharu, the longed-for Yako, the sisterly Kurumi… even if I were to marry just one of them, I would already be called “the happiest person in the world”). Nevertheless, my mother-in-law had another prophecy: “This summer, a woman will die. The only one who can save her is you.”
Why would this happen? Well – I still don’t mean to believe it.
“Â Â Â I changed my mind. Suddenly I don’t want to go for sweets.”
I said so. In this way, the granny’s given word was out of line.
“I’m so thirsty!”
What an annoying old woman.
“The nearby park has running water… if you like it!”
Categorically rejected!
“A cold ice-cream soda would be nice-” the demonic granny said in an uncomfortably delicate voice, and gently took my hand.
A shiver ran down my back.
“Take me with you, will you?”
As I was overly focused on getting her to let go of my hand, I actually let my head nod downward without realizing it. Needless to say, I really regretted it this time.
In the end, I ended up in the miserable situation of having to pay for a meal at the Hoshinodo Cafe. But then again, this old woman can really eat. After licking the last of the baked cake, she said to me, who was impatiently tapping the table with her fingers, “Mmmm… it’s really delicious… I’m full, granny!”
A small smile. It’s so cute… No, a hundred years ago it was cute… Please don’t smile now!
“Fine, you’re welcome, then I’ll go back.”
To me, who was about to leave the table, “Oh, don’t be in such a hurry, it’s not easy to see you again.”
Again, grab my hand.
“Whoa!”
Let go of your hand! I couldn’t help but scream out. The eyes of the customers in the store were focused for a moment.
I felt a pang of embarrassment and silently sat back in my chair again.
“Hoo hoo hoo hoo, good boy indeed!”
O Grandma, really don’t smile at me anymore, please.
“So, what’s up?”
I asked in a casual and cold tone as I cocked my head to the side.
“The moment of destiny is approaching… Have you expressed your feelings to the girl you love the most?” I’ve come to recognize this.
My mother-in-law suddenly changed her expression to a serious one and asked me rhetorically. What’s going on? It’s like she’s a different person. I had wondered if she was a demon, but now she was no different from an ordinary person.
“Huh? Hey! It’s none of your business!”
Although I tried to be as harsh as possible…
“Ho-ho-ho-ho!” , the granny changed again once more. Why do people become like demons when they get older? It’s really scary.
“Right…”
Frightening enough, the mother-in-law once again darted those big eyes that she thought were “so cute.”
gazed at me and dealt me a fatal blow.
“You’ve been worried because you can’t see the girl you like… well, haven’t you?”
“Ah…”
These words really hit me hard. To the silent me, I said, “Even if you didn’t want to realize it, you realized it somewhere in your heart, didn’t you? Hee hee hee hee hee hee… I’m so relieved, granny.”
With an unexpectedly brisk movement, the Divining Granny left her seat.
“It would be good if it goes well… So goodbye, PRICELESS… Thanks for your hospitality, please do as you wish… Take care!”
Drifting out of the store.
All I could do was look at the bill left behind and let out a long sigh.
(Could something unpredictable really happen, as Granny had predicted?) In his chest, an ominous gloom expanded.
(What, exactly, is waiting for me?)
Thinking about it, I suddenly realized something. Even if you wait with the idea that you’re ready to accept something, you can’t know what’s going to happen in the future. No matter how much you worry about what you don’t know, it doesn’t help. Moreover, the future is an accumulation of past time. For example, if I buy a flower seed and plant it in a pot, even though I expect the flower to bloom and bear fruit in the future, if I don’t water it, the flower buds will wither in the future. In other words, the future is full of uncertainty.
(I feel… like I’m being set up by that witch again…)
However, as my mother-in-law said, “I was worried because I couldn’t see the girl I liked”, and for me, including today, it’s been three days since I’ve seen Ri… Komai.
“Damn, this divining woman!”
I held the bill tightly in my hand. Once again, I’ve made unnecessary expenditures, really.
After paying the bill and walking outside, the sun was already setting in the west. But since it was summer, it was still bright and the heat was still unbearable. It was about time for “mommy shopping”, so I entered the shopping street from the intersection of Sensei Street, and the number of people carrying bags began to increase and become more and more mixed.
(Let’s go buy some food for dinner even though you’re not hungry.) Should I choose Japanese, Western or Chinese?
As I was walking down the shopping street, someone tapped me on the shoulder.
“?” Looking back, Reiko was standing behind me playfully. She seems to have come to buy ingredients for dinner as well.
“Reiko,… I’m really sorry about yesterday, that…”
“No…”
To me, who was slightly embarrassed and uncomfortable, Reiko said with a slight smile.
Is that really okay? Talking to me in a place like this without a care in the world?
“Young wives having affairs with high school kids” and the like are perfect subjects for town rumors.
It seems that Reiko was really a “young lady” from a very good family… so perhaps she didn’t mind the remarks of the world’s nosy old ladies, but…
Ignoring my concerns, Reiko just gazed at me happily.
“So, is there something going on today?”
Slightly shyly, Reiko asked me so.
“No, I’m idle today.”
“And is there anything given after this?”
“None at all.”
“So… that… dinner, shall we eat together?”
To Reiko, who said so with a red face, “Uhh!” I nodded my head vigorously with a force that made even my collar bones make a sound. Not only did I save on preparing dinner, but being able to be with Reiko from such an early hour was really like a dream. Just by seeing Reiko, my mood calmed down with it.
“Great… then let’s prepare slightly more sumptuously tonight.”
Reiko, it seemed very pleasant. Did… did something good happen?
I’ll leave aside the fact that I accompanied Reiko on her shopping spree. Reiko had announced that she wanted to make a “big meal”.
It was really a luxurious meal… I bought almost the entire Matsusaka Beef(1), the best part of it, at the butcher’s store for a price that made my eyes pop out… and the dish was shabu-shabu.
Its deliciousness will really move you to tears. Therefore, “I’m full~… Well, I’ve really eaten too much!
”
My stomach was completely filled. Since Reiko is the kind of person who will only end up eating differently, almost all of those high-priced meats were filled into my stomach pouch. Well~, it’s really the happiest moment.
Reiko was preparing my after-dinner tea. Whether she was standing or sitting, Reiko’s every move was full of elegant charm.
(In the final analysis, Reiko was definitely not from a commoner’s family…) She had the same kind of elegance that Sakuragi Mai had. Could it be that Reiko really came from a family of unimaginable honor? … To be honest, I actually have a basis for this belief. As far as I can remember, the name “Makayoshi” belonged to a prestigious family in Kyoto or somewhere else. And it seems to have appeared among the candidates for the Crown Princess… I don’t know if it was Reiko herself, but I’m pretty sure that Reiko came from one of these prestigious families.
Reiko must have been a young lady nurtured in a family like that after marrying into the Zenyoshi family, but if her husband was a member of the family… then Reiko was the daughter of a famous family, the Zenyoshi family!
(Because the name Jingoji is really rare… Could it be… Could it be…) that I had done such and such a thing to a noble woman who was not even allowed to touch me?
“Did that… on my face, stain anything?”
While handing me the hot tea, Reiko showed a puzzled expression.
“Face, it’s covered in rice!”
“Oops, no good…”
Reiko panicked in a rare moment. She reached up to her cheeks and felt around, but couldn’t find anything. Because… “I lied to you.”
“Hmm?”
“Honestly, it’s just watching Reiko in fascination.”
I said with a smile. Reiko immediately shyly, her cheeks leaking into a flush. What a heartwarming, lovely expression. It’s really beautiful. And you can tell that Reiko has become a little different in the past few days. I don’t think it’s psychological. In the past, Reiko used to be the kind of woman who would only give an insincere, sad smile after sex, but…
(It was different from now… I always felt that there was a glow in the smile…) The impression of beauty, purity and serenity had not changed, but the ‘darkness’ had disappeared.
Tonight, in particular, one can see incredibly bright expressions.
“Did something good happen? Today’s Reiko is extraordinarily dazzling…”
I wanted to know the reasoning behind that smirk and tried to ask to see.
“The good thing… how it is I’m not sure… but I’ve decided on one thing.”
Reiko slowly, shifted her eyes to the window.
The sound of wind chimes echoed brightly.
“I’ve decided that I’m going to divorce Mr…”
As if speaking only to herself, Reiko spoke softly.
“┅┅”
I didn’t know how to respond to this sudden decision. I must have looked dumbfounded. Reiko “Ah!” She panicked slightly.
“It’s not. I’m not going to add to Fluffy Village-kun’s troubles!”
Added this sentence.
“I know that I did wrong in the past… and therefore I should live freely in the future, and I have decided in my heart that…”
With a calm expression, Reiko continued.
“I married my husband because of a decision made by my relatives… even though we were not in love… even so I intended to work as hard as I could in the hope that someday in the future we would fall in love with each other… but that didn’t work out… because my husband had been in a relationship with a woman even before he married me.”
Reiko, who said this, did not feel resentment or sadness, but only a unique sense of transparency. On the contrary, I felt only indignation and pity.
(I’m sure that’s the case. I’ve always wondered if there was another woman…) I don’t need to tell you that Reiko’s husband must have been in a relationship with that woman as well.
That’s why it’s so rare to come home.
(This man, what exactly is he getting married for. He’s already a grown man, and he’s still following his parents’ orders? Or, is it because he covets Reiko’s distinguished family name? What an unforgivable guy!!!) Since it was easy for me to write my emotions directly on my face, it seemed that I was already furious. Reiko quietly shook her head and whispered to me, “I don’t want to blame you, sir. Because I was wrong too… I didn’t even know that being considerate of the other person’s heart is the most important thing about loving a man, and I decided to get married so easily… My husband didn’t touch me because he was loyal to that person.”
Reiko’s eyes were clear, and I couldn’t say a word. I really wanted to say to her husband, “If that’s the case, then don’t get married!” I wanted to tell her husband, “If that’s the case, then don’t get married! Although Reiko was mentally prepared to “fall in love,” her husband was not. He just abandoned the family after getting married. I wanted to tell him, “Have you thought about Reiko’s life? You bastard!” .
But…
(If Reiko doesn’t speak ill of her husband, I’m in no position to do so.) Moreover, Reiko’s “heart” was really noble and beautiful. If she were a modern woman or a westernized woman, she would have cursed her husband. When you’re in a relationship, you can make love to each other in front of people without any shame, but when you break up, you can degrade the other person as worthless… Although human beings are always trying to justify themselves, even if it’s just a short-lived love, I can’t say that it’s not true… because if you insult the other person, you’re also insulting the person you used to be infatuated with! “boring woman”.
In the end, the only person such a person really loves is themselves.
(It’s at times like these that human nature comes out… alas!)
With such tenderness and consideration… and a strong and noble heart, Reiko was truly remarkable.
I gazed at her again, mesmerized.
“But Reiko… is it really okay?”
It’s no easy task for a single woman to live on her own, and that alone is enough to worry about.
“I will try as much as I can… After all, there is no substitute for freedom.”
Reiko smiled slightly, somehow it always felt like a smile that hid incredible strength.
“I… have obtained some qualifications or something, so…”
“So,… for example, what are some of the things? …”
“Uh-, it’s like this…, ‘Librarianship’, ‘Teacher’s Certificate in Higher Education’, ‘Judicial Substitute Scrivener ‘, ‘tax accountant’, ‘bookkeeping validation’, ‘secretarial skills validation’, ‘quarrying business manager ‘, ‘chicken inspector’, ‘home-cooking skills auditor’, ‘meteorologist’… and so on… “(2) It was a storm of credentials. Why must such a super lady (no, it should be lady) be confined to this tiny home? In that case, even if she were to take a job somewhere starting tomorrow, there would be no problem. Reiko, it’s really not to be taken lightly.
“There are others… that I don’t think will be of much use…”
I almost froze over it as I listened to Reiko continue.
“Tea Ceremony, Flower Art, Japanese Dance, Koto Art”, that’s fine, but “Kendo 2nd dan, Naginata 3rd dan, Judo 1st dan, Karate 2nd dan, Taijiquan 1st dan”, what… what!
(It’s lucky that I haven’t been beaten up yet… really lucky.) If Reiko had gotten really angry, I probably… would have been torn to pieces.
“┅┅”
Looking at the dumbfounded me, Reiko laughed out loud. I’m afraid she saw what I was thinking.
“Ahem!” I gave a slightly deliberate dry cough: “Reiko, you, don’t you regret it?”
I asked seriously.
“Uh-huh.”
Without thinking, Reiko nodded.
We were silent, staring at each other.
It’s irresponsible, but to be honest, I really think Reiko’s decision was the right one.
People need to be free, which is different from doing whatever you want just for yourself, but there is no need to give your whole life for a life that is devoid of happiness. Reiko had done her best, adequately, for her husband. More bondage than that should no longer be accepted.
But… the “beginning” of this decision was due to me, and in any case I am in a very complicated state of mind.
“Please don’t mind… it’s-, it’s my own decision.”
It’s because of the mutual connection, as if it’s just a matter of raising my hand, Reiko immediately understands what I’m thinking.
“Last night, when I met PRICELESS KUN… at that time… that…”
Reiko stuttered in confusion. “At that time, that,” I think it’s about the time when my doppelganger became bigger.
Reiko, who never loses her reserve no matter how intense her thirst is, is truly endearing.
“… It’s obvious that it’s like that… Fluffy Village-kun still went home…”
Facing the red-faced Reiko, I also felt a pang of embarrassment. It was really embarrassing at that time.
“After that, I thought and realized that… what PRICELESS KUN did for me was really very precious… I was already, no longer a young girl, and therefore… that… I could understand that a man in that kind of a moment can’t suppress himself so easily… So I was really happy for your feelings,… from the bottom of my heart… “
Slender fingertips, churlishly placed on my hand.
“Reiko!”
Calling out her name, I hugged her tightly with all my strength. …. Lips overlapping… Reiko, is just so endearing. ….
———- ———- ———- ——1 Matsusaka beef is an extremely famous beef in Japan, known for its superior quality and flavor.
Matsusaka is located in Mie Prefecture, Japan.
2. The translations of the qualifications are basically direct translations, and some are simply copied.
Five like you, but can’t say it.
（６）
The gentle chirping of the birds woke me from my slumber.
The sky was already white, but the interior was still gray.
As far as her breath could reach, Reiko was still sleeping quietly.
Normally, the slightest movement on my part would have woken her up, but this morning she was still asleep.
(Sorry, Reiko…)
Last night, even I myself felt that the burning was just too intense, the two of us craving each other recklessly, making love frantically, not giving Reiko a single chance to catch her breath. The only thing left in my eyes was Reiko’s moving flesh, my only thought was to penetrate Reiko again and again, and I couldn’t even be sure of how many times I had exploded. As a man, I had already reached this level, and as a woman, it would be difficult to calculate how many orgasms Reiko had in total. I can’t say exactly, but it’s said that women can have dozens of times more pleasure than men…
(Anyway, by that time she was misty-eyed and fuzzy-conscious.)
Even so, at some point she was neatly dressed in her pajamas, and this was Reiko’s feminine side.
Very, very good. That’s what a woman should look like.
(Having said that… I didn’t even have the strength to move a finger at that time. ) It was nice to be able to give Reiko sexual pleasure, but I had hoped that I would be able to bring her to the top several times in one go, but instead it took me several rounds to achieve the desired effect. Maybe I’ll get closer to that when I’m a little older. I wish I could do that… (mainly because mature women are so charming… they’re so cute.) The softness of a woman’s body, the bulge of her breasts, the fervent gasps of her moans, the tantalizing scent of her body and mind, and the feel of her satiny hair… all of these are things that a man does not have!
Every bit of it… it was so hot that it made the man go crazy, as if his soul was on fire.
(Thus, even after the passion, I was still sucking on Reiko’s bright and delicate nipple like a baby while kneading and squeezing her other breast as hard as I could.)
It may look like a baby, but if there were children in the world who begged their mothers to make love to them, I’m afraid it would be a big problem. Reiko, however, just kept rubbing the top of my head gently. I don’t know why, but it made me feel so relieved that I fell asleep in that position without even realizing it… I’m really, really embarrassed.
Turning men into beasts or babies… I think that’s the greatness of women.
While thinking this, I turned my eyes to Reiko, who still seemed to be sleeping sweetly. Although Reiko almost never lets anyone see her sleeping (she really is a model for Japanese women), her current expression is really cute.
But the innocent sleeping face is good, but the deep cleavage between the mounds peeping out from the neckline of the nightgown is really sexy. But the innocent sleeping face is good, but the deep cleavage between the mounds peeping out from the neckline of the nightgown is really sexy.
I couldn’t help but gulp dryly.
“Ah… crap!”
What had obviously been thoroughly vented was huge again.
(This is disgusting! It’s so, so ungentlemanly!)
Although it’s because Reiko is just too perfect that she’s like this, it’s also because of that that I want to be the sassy man that I am in front of her.
“This, asshole…”
I stared at my unruly “slutty organ” and searched for my underwear. It’s already in such a state. If we don’t go back soon…
(Panties. Panties. That…)
Whoo-hoo, there it is! It’s neatly folded and placed next to me. You’re worthy of being Reiko. This is what an ideal woman should look like.
I put one foot through my pants, but fell in a highly undignified position because I was so flustered.
“Oooh~” Although I fell to the ground with as little noise as possible, that’s just unseemly for a young man, I guess.
“┅┅Puff!” I heard someone unable to hold back a laugh.
（”Reiko’s already woken up!)
“What… what time did you wake up?” I asked Reiko, scratching my head.
“Uh… from…” Reiko was embarrassed and didn’t know how to answer.
It was really more of a reaction than anything else. In other words, she probably woke up around the time of the surge of my parting… It’s a crying shame…
Despite that, by the end of the day I stayed at Makayoshi’s house until noon.
(Because Reiko said, “Please have breakfast with me… I hope you can stay with me for a while longer…”)
As long as it’s a regular guy, there’s absolutely no going back, right? I’ve updated the record of long stays once again.
After spending the time belonging to the two of them comfortably, I walked out of the house of Makayoshi.
Reiko walked me all the way to the front gate of the courtyard. Even though I was being escorted, the distance from Reiko’s gate to my apartment was only one street away, like a stone’s throw between my eyes and my nose… Reiko’s action was a clear expression of her feelings.
Walking to the entrance of the apartment, I finally couldn’t resist that tugging feeling that was hard to part with, and turned back to Reiko and waved her over. I took Reiko, who was cowering in front of me, into my arms and kissed her. I boldly embraced her in my arms and kissed her.
Anyway, from this position, it was a dead end for the residents of the apartment, and even the pedestrians on the road would hardly notice if they didn’t pay attention. As a result, the meeting of lips gradually became fiery, pouring all the adoration into it.
Just hugging, I think two people kissing for about five minutes.
“Mmm… it’s so nice to sleep!”
There was a sudden sound from the nearby field, and a figure suddenly stood up. Needless to say, of course Reiko and I separated at close to the speed of sound… but the figure, which one might have thought was a hobo or something like that, stepped forward.
“Ah ──────?” The man and I, at the same time, screamed.
“Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle—, uncle!”
This messed up guy is my uncle, Fluffy Village Dragon.
“Wing… Where have you been playing, you little brat!” My uncle grabbed my head with the terrible strength of a demon god and struck it hard… with a loud thud… It hurt!
“It’s because of you boys running around that I’m camping out in front of my own house!”
“Dang, dang, dang, dang”… It really hurt, and I was blinded. I’ve already passed the forty mark, but I’m still an unreasonable man. If it came down to it, I wouldn’t be able to beat my uncle… So I hoped he would stop.
“You have to prepare your own house keys and stuff before you go on a trip! And don’t even make a phone call when you’re coming back, you asshole uncle! A barbarian! Old man with stinky feet and ringworm!”
I put up a weak and pathetic resistance.
“How much better can you be, you stinking brat, you’re higher! Eating my foot fungus is more like it!”
Though he actually had no athlete’s foot at all, his uncle’s attack was nonetheless unrelenting.
“peng┅”
Hey, did it make a clanking sound at the end? It hurts! I’m afraid I’m bleeding.
“It’s because you play all night like this without any restraint that your body has become so weak! I’m going to teach you a lesson today…”
The more he talked, the more his uncle’s face, “Pah-!!!” Made a loud noise.
…by Reiko, who slapped her across the face.
(Ahhhh… Uncle… it’s really bad!)
A superb slap in the face from the literate Reiko. It seemed to be quite effective for Uncle. The body staggered and stars seemed to be spinning around his head.
“Unforgivable!”
Reiko, who stared at him with unblinking eyes, was austere and beautiful.
“I… I’m Ria’s uncle… who the hell… are you?” The uncle, who was suddenly struck by a stunning beauty, asked, rolling his eyes in fear.
“Hey, I was… that…” came back to Reiko, and in the blink of an eye she was flushed from the top of her head to her fingertips.
My uncle looked at me and then at Reiko, repeating the same action several times.
“Ah!?” Suddenly she let out an uncontrollable cry, as if she was on fire, and Reiko’s cheeks turned bright red…
I ran home as if I were running away.
（Whoa, don’t leave me alone-)
I reached out to grab Reiko’s back, but it was too late.
“Wing… give me an honest and clear account…” my uncle had grabbed my shoulders, which was really the worst possible situation.
“Really… it’s only been half a year since I’ve seen you and you’ve already turned into such a big pervert… and you’re so close to such a super-beauty of a totally inappropriate status… hmmm… it’s unforgivable!” Uncle was still ranting and raving over there.
“It’s almost time to leave me alone~” I sighed in annoyance as I hugged my shopping bag at the front door.
As requested by my uncle, I went to buy a lot of food for drinking on such a hot day, and only just returned when I heard my uncle’s nagging.
“Wing, hurry up and get down to the kitchen!” With a vomit-like expression, Uncle said.
Ugh… no doubt I’ll continue to be treated like a “maid”, and be sarcasm.
“It’s too much of a hassle~, I’ve already gone shopping, let Uncle do the food preparation!” I protested with a pout.
“Oh ~ that’s right… By the way Ria, while you were out, a girl called.” My uncle stared at me with cold eyes.
(Wow! Why did you have to pick such a wrong moment?!)
“Yes, who is it?” Desperately trying to hide the shaking in my heart, I asked.
“Nish… Nishida? Uh, it’s Nishida, isn’t it? Not a clear voice…”
It’s Kurumi “Jinko” Kurumi, isn’t it (1)? It must be.
“So, what did she say?”
“No, she said she’d call back… but that cute-sounding voice… it always sounded rather young?”
Stinky uncle, what are you trying to say?
“Is it hard to believe that you, the boy… have a girlfriend who’s a national high school student?”
What nonsense. Still, it’s only natural that that puny little Kurumi is seen as a junior high school student.
“Jen… Jenko… is a classmate of mine at school… She celebrated her birthday on the 10th of this month… and she’s already a gorgeous 18 year old… that…”
At me, who was desperately trying to explain, my uncle cast a skeptical look.
“A great beauty, huh… hum…” Uncle snickered with deep meaning.
Oh, no… I’ve been caught talking like this.
“Okay, that’s fine… Also, there’s another…”
“Who is this, this time?”
“It’s a girl with the last name Tanaka.”
It’s Misa. I left a phone message, right?
“When I said you were out shopping, she said, ‘That’s right… so rude…’ and hung up. It always seemed that the tone was rather lonely?”
After my uncle said so, I began to worry about Misa. Is it possible that the condition of the injury hasn’t gotten better yet?
(Though both parents should be back from their trip, it’s still a matter of concern… Let’s make a phone call later to check on them…)
To me in thought, “No way, I’ll never forgive you if you make a girl cry!” Uncle started to attack me.
I won’t make them cry!
“Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! I’ll prepare the food, okay? ¡¡So, just watch TV quietly!!!”
If we went any further, it would be disastrous if we were to expose Chiharu, Yako and Ms. Yoshiko as well. Since they were all beauties of the same caliber as Reiko, if they were exposed… (I’m not sure what my uncle would do to me.)
Definitely, it’s important to keep the secret.
…so I stood in the kitchen without saying a word.
A man chopping scallions in silence… really! I’m not happy about it, I guess.
The Japanese pronunciation of Nishida is nixita , and that of Renko is nisina ( ㄋ ㄒ ㄚ), and when the pronunciation isn’t clear It is easy to mishear the pronunciation . pronunciation isn’t clear It is easy to mishear the pronunciation .
(Postscript: Since the length of Section 7 is about the sum of Sections 1, 2, and 3, it may come out slower, maybe two or three months, or I’ll split it up and post it in smaller segments. But either way, it’s going to be a long wait, so please forgive me. However, the exciting plot is something to look forward to ooh-, although it’s hard to say how well I’ll translate it ^_^. (Of course, for the sake of my favorite Misa,…)