Mad Master (1)

Table of contents.

prelude

Chapter 1: Sonoyama Girls’ Academy

Chapter 2: After-school guidance

Chapter III. Home visits

Chapter 4: The Exposure of Incestuous Relationships

Chapter 5: The Bait of Lustful Pleasure

Chapter 6: A Dangerous Rehearsal

Chapter 7: Sweet Temptation

final chapter

Characters.

Harusuke Iida: Fourth year of college. He was sent to Sonoyama Girls’ Academy, which is famous for its many beautiful girls, for an educational internship.

Shinohara Satomi: President of the tennis club and class president. She is very responsible and is a good friend of Zoe.

Yukie Mimura: President of the Biology Club. She has a handsome older brother, and rumor has it that the two of them have already slept together.

Kitazawa Wei: A magazine cover doppelganger. Because she takes her work more seriously, the school authorities are often bothered by her.

Riho Kawai: She belongs to the art club. She is a quiet and unassuming person, but for some reason, she is involved in helping people.

Aya Mizutani: She is a popular idol at the moment, but she is troubled by her immature appearance.

Description.

Iida Harusuke, who is assigned as an educational intern at a girls’ school where his grandmother is the president of the board of trustees. He never suppresses his lower desires and is a beast who will do anything for sex.

Harusuke is in charge of being the tutor for a class full of cute girls, and on his first day in the class, he chooses his target. Satomi, the headstrong girl who is both class president and president of the tennis club. Vai, a beautiful girl with problems who has been the subject of a magazine cover.

Handsome on the outside, but really a womanizer, Harusuke toys with the feelings of unsuspecting, innocent schoolgirls. How long can he enjoy this lewd school life.

prelude

This is a room in a hotel at the end of Kabayucho in Shinjuku.

I’m in bed with a hooker I picked up (or should I say was picked up) off the street, all tanned and claiming to be a high school girl, and it’s getting to the most intense point.

It’s been five. This guy looks like he’s about to die.

But I didn’t come out once.

It was always a hard-on, an erection, constantly penetrating the guy from the front, from the back… But it was almost time to get tired of playing with it, so I could get ready to do a nice trick to finish it off.

“No, no, ah… ah! … ha… ah… ha… death… will die…”

“Yes, you will die… Okay. Then, you’ll really die for me!”

My insides were smiling secretly while pressing hard on the girl whose skin looked so conspicuous but couldn’t be touched but felt poorly on both her ass cheeks, before firing bullets from my thing like a barrage of bullets inside her.

“┅Eek!?”

The guy realized in that moment what she had tasted.

Yes, yes, that’s one of my lord’s best tricks.

It would be a waste to deal with the street blocking girls in the Shibuya area, who would just be drilling around and being flirty, it would be suitable for guys like this who would be intoxicated and know how to experience it.

“Ha! Aaah… already… don’t! I… please… ah… ah… please… trust you… really… will… die!!!”

“Then die quickly. Hey… Indeed, some people have died that way. Hey, so you can go to that world in peace. Hey!!!”

After entering deeply, as if to empty the secret pussy, I pulled out quickly… The tip of the penis was rubbing gently against the G-spot.

After one deep thrust, what followed was six gentle rubs.

This is the ultimate technique of the legendary “one probe, six shallow”.

Coupled with the uninterrupted flow of fresh juice from that nectar place, moisturizing the hole that was constantly being expanded and re-expanded by my stuff in front of me, it was already possible to reach the uninhibited direct, the second joint of the middle finger attacking the rectum directly.

When I did that, probably the woman on the other side, might have been intoxicated with that urgent yet comfortable feeling, and lost strength at the waist, even if I called her, she had reached the realm of oblivion while letting out a loud scream.

I had used this method in the old days, inside a warehouse where no one was around, to make a thirty-something man’s wife, who worked with me part-time, completely lose her mind while standing up.

Look for the same method he once used to make a club girl, who specialized in deceiving men as a survival value, scream in the toilet and become incontinent from too much excitement while standing up.

Even if you are talking about arrogance, you are just understanding the extent of what is SEX. Even if you have done it many times, it is not possible to love you like a power train like me. It doesn’t take much for me to make you fall into the hell of true bliss.

“Ah… ah… no, no, no… it’s so, so painful… I really can’t! Ahhh! .”

Looking at the distressed young girl whose hair was already disheveled with her hands gripping the bedsheet, I was completely treating it as if I didn’t see it, and continued my attack with absolutely no mercy.

(Let’s just say that the person who wants to knock me around is simply a fool.) At that moment, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Of course, the high school girl (who was close to the tipping point) couldn’t hear it…

About two hours ago, after I finished my college classes, I went to Yoshino’s for a little beef and rice, and after having fun at several electric toy stores near the Takadanobaba, I took a leisurely walk down the street.

As I was walking along the side of the street, I suddenly realized there was a girl behind me, keeping a certain distance behind me.

“This big brother, give some pocket money to spend?”

I involuntarily stopped in my tracks when I heard a noise like that coming from behind me.

When I turned around, I saw a short girl wearing a girl’s high school uniform, with a colorful head and chewing gum while looking at me with the expression of an elder. The sailor uniform with a light purple and blue pattern indicated that she was a student of a famous private girls’ school.

In any case, even if this is a now-famous millennial school or an outdated delinquent school, this kind of behavior of asking strangers for money nowadays is unashamed. The illusion that adults who seem to be walking around as if they want to kill time and are honest are thinking that they are their kaiju masters is not very pleasant to me.

“How much pocket money… how much do you give me?”

Casually assuming I’d said yes, step after step with white teeth bared approached me unsuspectingly.

(Hmph, this idiot, coincidentally just happened to find this lord.)

I thought to myself that I’m bored anyway, so I’ll just play with you a little bit.

All the time until the guy came around, I was pretending to be dumb and waiting.

In fact, when she came to my eyes and said “that”, I had already lifted my heels again at the perfect moment to walk out.

Her footsteps stopped.

（What are you gonna do? Are you going to give up and find another nerd? Or are you just going to target me tonight?)

Hey, how was it? It was quite interesting. Soon afterward, I saw her jogging up… “Hey, hey, hey… wait a minute, hey…”

She grabbed my hand while questioning me in a cat-like voice.

“Anything?”

That’s when I stopped too, and once again, I met her face to face.

I think she’s trying to get a tan in the color that’s popular nowadays, but this guy’s case looks rather like a bad liver and a sickly tan.

“That’s it, pocket money…”

“What’s the allowance for?” I asked rhetorically with a bad heart.

“┅Don’t you want to do it?”

“Do what?”

“It’s…” she couldn’t catch it.

I knew her anxiety well enough to laugh but couldn’t make a sound even though I wanted to.

“Are you someone who really needs money that badly?”

“That’s not…”

I don’t know if it was too muffled, but the voice suddenly shrilled.

“If it isn’t, then what is it for?”

“Anyway… anyway!”

“How much exactly?”

Although such a conversation struck me as rather amusing, I asked very directly because I had no sense of anticipation in my head at all.

“No kissing or oral sex, 50,000…”

“Wow, that would be impossible!”

“Huh, why? Fifty thousand dollars is our normal price, but I’m still a student at S Girls’ School. Here, I’ll show you my student ID.”

She very kindly told me the name of her school and took the trouble to pull the green-covered booklet out of her purse so that I could see her not-yet-blackened picture.

“Okay, okay, I get it, you have to get this kind of stuff out early!”

“OK then? Fifty thousand is OK?”

“┅”

Without a word in silence, I looked the miser (the young girl), who had been repeatedly shouting 50,000 50,000 without much reaction, very closely from her head to her leather boots.

“That’s disgusting, if you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to add another 10,000 pounds!”

“Wow, you really count money for everything?”

“That’s for sure, why would you want strangers like you in a place like this for that kind of thing if you didn’t have the money to get it?”

“That’s… that’s true…”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. When she saw me laughing, she mistook it for because her request had been accomplished and laughed with me.

In the back of my mind, I was pissed off at this guy.

(What exactly did this guy learn from his teachers and parents… where could he find such a lucrative business at such a bad time?)

It’s true that this lord is quite fond of women, but that said, I excelled in my college days, and I even took serious credits for teaching.

For the sake of Japan’s bright future, it is my duty to teach these youngsters, who do not yet understand the structure and mysteries of society, how to walk the path of life.

┅In fact, I didn’t think that much about it, and for this kind of high school girl who was a little bit smart, I just wanted to show her the scary side of the world.

So he pretended to accept her offer first, and immediately called a taxi and went straight to Kabuto Yuomachi.

Soon the high school girl was in a state of uncontrollable thick, clear mucus in her mouth and pussy.

The lips of this guy’s flower were just the right contrast to her charred black skin, with its fresh pink color. With my dick constantly going back and forth, tickling and tickling and rubbing and rubbing, the contraction of her inner walls had disappeared, and with the congestion of her inner walls caused by the friction of that pumping, her face had become too contorted to return to its original shape.

On the surface of my mucous membrane, which looked as if it would hurt a little, there were already white foamy juices of the most righteous kind, which immediately mixed together… and continued to create the most delicious special seafood salad.

I didn’t give her room to breathe, and continued to push that dick right into her deep, deepest and even made a sound out of it twice, three times.

“No, no… eek ah ah! Going… going… going…”

On top of this guy who was too much for her comfort, I splashed my fluids all over her eyes, nose, cheeks, under her mouth, and over her mouth.

Well… what needs to be excreted has been excreted, and this disgusting dead child is no longer of any use to me.

I quickly put my own clothes in order and whispered “See you later then” in the ear of the still fuzzy high school girl.

“Uh, that… that… money… promised…”

In her cloudy eyes, she seemed to have the will to die wanting money, but anyway, she was already a low IQ guy, and now she was even more delirious and had no idea what she was talking about.

“Money? What the hell are you talking about? Get a clue! Doing this kind of thing is selling sex, it’s a crime!” I said in a threatening tone.

“How… how…”

“Aren’t we very much in love? Aren’t you so pleasant to be made weak in the loins by my skill?

That makes us even.”

“┅”

Suddenly struck in the midst of pleasure and confusion, she opened her mouth wide while unable to speak.

“Ah, yes, yes… we’re kind of related, so lend me a little bit of cigarette money.”

I took my wallet out of her bag very smoothly and privately, and pulled out two ten thousand dollar bills neatly.

Consider this exciting lecture on sexual technique, which is kinda cheap.

“Wait, ah…”

It was hard to say those words, but unfortunately it was impossible to regain consciousness.

“Don’t worry, I’ll pay for this hotel for you.”

Placing this inexplicable young girl alone on the bed, I walked out as if nothing had happened while humming a song.

Chapter 1: Sonoyama Girls’ Academy

Harusuke Iida is a fourth-year student at U of W’s Faculty of Education, majoring in biology.

After graduation, he might become a teacher at a middle school or high school, or a tutor at a cram school, or he might go on to graduate school… His personality was such that he was indifferent to his future and left it to fate.

More important than the future is to satisfy his instinctive desires… to find a group of girls who can give him a chance to let off some steam, without having to spend too much effort. This man’s lower body is more sensitive than anyone else.

And with his handsome looks and his athletic prowess, he was in in all the types that girls couldn’t say no to. In fact, he was very popular with girls.

He was now without a regular partner, and also because he didn’t want to be tied down to the same one woman and not be free to have fun, and therefore wouldn’t want to have such a troublesome relationship.

In fact… from the summer of his second year of middle school, when he lost his virginity, until now he has not had any problems finding a sexual partner.

The number of times he had done it was more than enough, and with the variety of opponents he had battled the ascension techniques he had learned, it was more than enough for him to have unparalleled confidence in this aspect.

Chunsuke is the one who can’t control his sexual desire once it’s been stimulated, and any rationality and other stuff is thrown to the winds, and like an animal, he won’t stop until he shrivels up.

Not only is he himself in a constant state of readiness, but even sometimes he is absolutely nonchalant about the fact that some women are completely free of that kind of thought.

Anyway, as long as his words spoke, it didn’t matter if he sometimes used coercive maneuvers that captured the other person’s weakness… In any case, no matter what, the prey that he had his eye on would never escape.

“You, a devil in sheep’s clothing!”

Many of his fellow classmates at the university often spoke to Harusuke in a half-envious, half-jealous tone.

Although that was also true, it was incredible that none of the people who had had sex with Harusuke up until now had made any accusations or complaints.

No, perhaps it should be said the other way around, there are many women who have tasted that kind of hair because of Harusuke’s coercion, so they can’t suppress their so-called sexual desires and keep asking for “one more time”, “one more time” without any sense of shame.

Yet, such a guy is about to begin his two-week internship in education.

The school to which he would be sent was not a public school like his own alma mater, but had been decided to be a private girls’ school… and one that many famous actors and models attended, the nationally renowned school for beautiful girls, “Sonoyama Girls’ Academy “.

In doing so, Harusuke had long forgotten all about the original purpose of the educational internship, and only wanted to satisfy his beastly nature there sooner rather than later.

However, there is a hidden agenda because the chairman of the board of this school is Harusuke’s biological grandmother.

Surprisingly, he was brought up by his grandmother, who doted on him because of the early death of his parents due to a change in the family when he was young.

The reason for this internship was because my grandmother heard about the teaching position and asked enthusiastically, “This is a rare opportunity, would you like to try out at my school?”

Although he was brought up by his grandmother, he had been estranged from her for the past ten years, and of course, she was completely ignorant of Harusuke’s lower body’s “current situation”. Because of this, he decided to sneak into this beautiful girl’s school with his poker face on all the time.

(These high school girls that I loved must have been all dainty and beautiful, that adolescent hormone…)

The very thought of it was too much to bear in one’s imagination.

Fourteen days at the most, only fourteen days. How am I going to make good use of that time to add one fresh body after another to satisfy my appetite?

Whether it is like in the communication media kind of very popular, or no no one, whether it is very smart, or stupid, in short, girls this kind of creatures are all the same, no matter what kind of shit to say, as long as I use the lower half of the body to cherish a good time, I must immediately do not know who they are.

(And this is the happiest time in my life so far.) Harusuke was daydreaming by himself, and the thought of satisfying his lust unconsciously made his dick stand up, making the front of his dick vibrate as if it was expecting it.

First day of educational internship.

If one had ordinary nerves, one would have woken up especially early when there was something special like this, but Chunsuke was born with thick nerves, or he was just a frivolous person… He was in the same mood as usual, and he slept through the night as usual.

He scrambled to wash his mouth and face clean, and without even taking the time to prepare breakfast, he headed straight out the door on an empty stomach.

He rushed with all his might towards the nearest station and quickly passed through the ticket gate. Since he had to get to the opposite platform, he went down the stairs and ran along the corridor, then down the stairs again, and then saw the train that had just arrived, and without saying a word, he jumped on it… A series of thrilling maneuvers up to this point, which Chunsuke did without any effort at all.

That said, it is only natural that the trams at this time of the morning commute must be packed with people… as if they have exceeded the limit.

(Did you have to take such a crowded train for two weeks, and then, every day… did you have to go to school?)

Just imagining it was exhausting enough, and he was gripping the rings in his hands, but swaying from side to side with forces that had nothing to do with his will. Somehow, a sudden throbbing pain shot through the area of his left temple.

When he was in high school, he rode a bicycle or motorcycle to school because the school was near his home. After entering college, he avoided the earliest classes in the morning because of this concern, and this commuting hell was his first experience since he was born.

(I’ve often heard that many people suddenly feel sick while commuting to work or school, and get off at the stop on the way… It seems quite possible…)

Harusuke took a long look with a contemptuous eye toward the expressions of the passengers around him.

Many of the men, women and children (in general) looked very natural and their faces did not change at all. Some are looking at folded newspapers or books, while others are looking up at the advertisements posted everywhere.

Every one of them had a serious look on their face, as if waiting without a word until they reached their destination was the right thing to do.

(Go on, on top of a train packed like sardines like this, it’s even possible to use such a serious expression.) Harusuke couldn’t help but laugh at this comical scene.

So with a bit of a joke, but in a very serious mood, his heart began to have a random woman’s ass to touch.

Especially if it’s the kind of woman who has no defenses, come well and please yourself in this hopeless situation you’re in.

(Can you make such a serious face even when you are attacked by a pervert? ┅Let me test it out myself．)

Thoughts like these were not at all something that someone who was going to go to an educational internship later on should have, but they were expanding in Harusuke’s mind. With a sense of searching, he once again looked at the women around him selectively.

It just so happened that right in the midst of several middle-aged men to his own diagonal left, there was a small but very voluptuous working girl.

From this side just about all that could be seen of her was just her side, looking very sleepy and yawning constantly seeming to be rather lacking in alertness. It was really the best target, but it simply didn’t take much effort.

To the right of this woman, there was also a woman college student who kept nodding her head and dozing off, a girl whose head was venting her color, but her looks were not complimentary.

A person or so away from her, there was a girl in uniform who was gripping the rings tightly and had her eyes glued to a reference book, looking like she had a strong personality and an aura that you’d immediately scream out loud if you made a casual move.

Any other woman or any other woman again, I followed my eyes down the line, and whichever guy it was was either ugly on this side or bad on that side.

It’s really not that easy to find just the right person for a horny man to strike.

Oops! But I’m probably being a little too pretentious when I say that.

Assuming that you have really found the best prey, if you want to do such a shameful thing in front of the public, and with such a woman you have never even seen, you have to be quite aware that you can’t do it otherwise….

(It’s not easy to do it like an adult video…) Although he had honed his sexual skills to the point where he was quite proud of himself, he was inexperienced in doing this kind of lecherous behavior on a crowded tram. He had always wanted to try it, but when it came down to it, his hesitation always left him short of the mark.

(Alas, let’s forget about it, why force myself to do this kind of perverted behavior when there’ll be a bunch of horny schoolgirls waiting for me when I get to school!)

With a slight sigh, he decided to give up this perverted behavior for now and change a method, by standing in the corner, no matter if it’s a beautiful or ugly girl as long as it’s a girl on the tram, and raping her a bit with his eyes.

In Harusuke’s consciousness, he let his imagination strip all of these girls naked, and then imagined them at the height of their lovemaking doings, and how wild they looked as they neared orgasm.

He himself was immersed in this pleasant world… Suddenly, really suddenly, the figure of a young girl remained in his eyes.

And the discovery of the female in this vision had come after his imaginative violation.

In order to shift his mood, he unconsciously turned his head from side to side. And it was at this time that he realized that right behind him, just back to back, stood a girl high school student with her head tilted upwards.

Correctly, I should say that in the middle of the two of them, there just happened to be another troublesome man who was very tall and stood in between the two of them.

It’s as if this guy is trying to intentionally block it so that we can’t see it, intentionally letting people smell his slight body odor so close, but she inside Harusuke’s consciousness should be feeling very disgusted!

Although she could only see half of her side, and was wearing a pair of big, round glasses, she was a beautiful girl with white skin and neat features.

At least when compared to the other teenage girls on this bus that his eyes had just violated, it was certainly at the top of the list.

（What’s going on? Why are you hiding behind me on purpose to keep me out of sight?) I’m sorry.

Seeing this beauty in front of him, Harusuke couldn’t help but be energized.

Knowing that it was not easy to move, and that it would be offensive to the passengers if I deliberately turned 180 degrees, I had to slowly move my body to the back to get a good look at this beautiful girl.

(Ah, this girl’s uniform…?)

A dark green dress with a bright yellow scarf… Isn’t that the uniform of the school I’m going to, Sonoyama Girls’ Academy?

(Well… I see. As expected of a grandma’s school, the standard is really high.) While feeling impressed, he began to savor the serious and quiet looking beauty from head to toe.

Her black hair looked as if it would be very smooth when stroked, and it extended straight to her chest area, exuding an innocent charm that was definitely not seen in recent schoolgirls.

Not only did she have a slim and thin body, but another part of her uniform that attracted Harusuke’s attention even more was that she had breasts that were as plump as ripe fruits.

(This girl… I wonder what kind of sound I would make if I were to rub my huge breasts together without thinking?)

Continuing his earlier imagery, he immediately took the young girl into his imaginary world and let him fantasize as he liked.

The breasts that he had been thinking about had an excellent texture as if they would absorb his palm, and he deliberately rubbed them as if he wanted to leave his palm imprints on them, while her eyes and cheeks blushed as if they were flushed, and she couldn’t help but let out a fragrant “ahhhhh…” breath.

At that moment, the expression on the face of that… girl was exactly what he had thought, and it was just like what people say about virtual reality, where there is a vivid image in front of your eyes, and because the situation was so sudden, Kasuke was dumbfounded for a moment.

(Uh, ah! …)

It’s not a fantasy or an image.

As a matter of fact, the girl’s eyes and cheeks were flushed red, and although no sound could be heard, her lips were half-open, half-closed, as if she was saying “AH…”.

Surprised to see such a situation couldn’t help but feel a little anxious, constantly examining what was wrong with everything around him.

Only later did Kasuke realize that the man pressing down on her just behind her was having a reappearance of Kasuke’s consciousness, using his nasty fingers to lift up the young girl’s dress and rubbing and gripping her breasts with abandon.

（”Sex, sex, sex maniacs!)

The culprit was the tall man who had been leaning behind Harusuke just now.

This guy pretended from the beginning to the end as if nothing had happened, rubbing her breasts rhythmically with his left hand, and on the other hand, his right hand even dared to dive inside her skirt, just near her pubic bone and caressing it. From Harusuke’s point of view, he could see the girl’s little blue panties with the folded pattern in full view.

The young girl raised her head high in shame, desperately trying to avoid the front of her thighs with her book bag.

…but the man didn’t seem to care about that, and went further, pushing his fingers deeper and deeper down the sides of his underwear.

And the gap created by those fingers, you could see a little bit of the pubic hair that had sprouted in close proximity to the thighs, running out of the panties.

And this extremely strange mass of black hair, because of the strong contrast with the skin color, therefore Kasuke couldn’t help but swallow hard.

(It’s so early in the morning and I have to see such a hot and choking view… This tram is too good for me)

Originally, I was lamenting about the hell of commuting on the train, but I was completely changed by the behavior of this pervert… and I even wanted to join him myself.

In the midst of his pants his dick had become completely ready for battle.

Just holding her torso through her pants, he could feel the lustful warmth in his palms.

(Yes, that’s right, pull up the nipple like this… gently flick the nipple with your finger… The woman was about to die, and by the time her back had weakened and she could hardly stand up, she was at our mercy. Move your finger gently around the small hole of her flower lips… Look, it’s already so wet and full of lust… This girl is now confused as to whether she’s on the tram or where she is… Clench your finger tightly and make your waist swing from side to side…)

Receiving Chunsuke’s silent instructions, the man followed them, guiding her step by step into the world of bliss…

Though the young girl’s sorrow could be found tightly and deeply locked between her brows due to her surprise, she did feel the effects of the man’s fingers quite a bit as well.

She kept shaking her head and shaking her shoulders and waist and thighs, and although it was obvious that there was a refusal in there, her expression wasn’t fooling anyone.

Hated it but felt it, felt it but wanted to reject it.

As if mocking the subtle contradiction in her heart, that pervert’s fingers still kept on playing with her pleasurable focus, over and over again.

(Shit. Shit… I really want to give her a good whack here…)

Harusuke felt his lips getting dry and absently shifted his eyes to look around for a moment.

And he immediately realized that the atmosphere inside the car hadn’t changed at all, even though someone was doing this unashamed thing right next to him.

These endless crowds of people, still minding their own business or mindlessly looking in a certain direction, just wanting to pass the time before reaching their destination, did not change at all because a young girl was attacked by a pervert on the bus.

Harusuke was surprised at the situation, but he pulled down the pull-down of his pants at that moment, tightly grasped the already taut thing inside, and stood in such a position.

Of course he wasn’t trying to masturbate in such a place, but the fluid that had just flowed from the apex of his dick had prevented him from letting it fend for itself.

(I can’t believe you’re putting me in such a bad mood, how are you going to solve it later?) Such a complaint was not directed at the girl, nor at the pervert, nor at the unconcerned passengers on the bus… In short, it was simply because the lustful feelings that he had nowhere else to vent were growing stronger and stronger inside of him.

There was no other way to do it, so he had to start dealing with his dick.

As if echoing his movements, the young girl also reached an unbearable point, her waist suddenly raised forward in an instant, and her chin couldn’t help but lift up, as she screamed out with her mouth wide open.

“ah ah… mmm… mmm mmm!!!”

Her shrill cries, whether coincidentally or on purpose, appeared at almost the same time as the sounds coming from inside the train. The timing was so precise that the tram made a very sharp left turn, emitting a chirping sound which drowned out her screams.

And because of this turn the passengers lost their footing and everyone collided with those around them with a shriek as the tram slowly began to slow down.

‘Kitcho Street… In a few moments, Kitcho Street will be here. Please don’t forget your luggage… Please check it carefully, and please get off slowly and carefully!

As if nothing had happened, the announcement from the car’s palm came out of the wall speakers with a slightly higher pitch at the end of the words, as normal. Incredibly, the passengers also returned as if nothing had happened, and everyone just waited silently for the train to stop and the doors to open.

The pervert had left the girl’s side at some point, quickly found a seat and sat down.

Should we say victimized or complicit?

Anyway, this beautiful girl with glasses just pretended that the finger play just now was a fake, and she continued to play her innocent girl high school student role, standing at the front of the car facing the door.

And Harusuke he couldn’t keep leaving his deposed black thing exposed for long. So he suppressed the lust in his heart and reluctantly tucked his thing inside his underwear, but the feeling of it crying out between his legs kept hitting him.

(Well, this lord don’t want to mess around here alone, let that little girl come and have some fun with me.) Because he couldn’t transfer the emotions he just felt, his mind was thinking that he’ll strike up a conversation with her when he gets off the platform, so come and get to know her properly.

But when the door opened, the woman ran away in a puff of smoke and disappeared among the crowd, never to be seen again.

Although I arrived at Sonoyama Girls’ Academy before I was late, I had to make a complete half-circle around the vast campus to get to the front gate of the school building.

Since it was quite a hassle, he sneaked into the small and dirty general-purpose door at the innermost part of the school building, reserved for the faculty.

Well… It’s okay to be here, but there are rooms for the sports department of the gymnasium and equipment storage rooms side by side.

Where to go from there, and how to get to the council chambers, is less known.

(This is a big problem. Even though Grandma is the chairman of the board of directors, it’s not good to be late for the first day of the internship…)

Because he was concerned about such a thing, Harusuke kept looking at the watch he was wearing on his hand. As a matter of fact, there were some things that needed to be complied with in order to get this educational internship from his renting mother, and it wasn’t that easy.

”As my grandson, I am of course very happy and very much looking forward to you coming to my school as an educational intern. But for you, I will also not treat you as my grandson, but just an educational intern. Not only will I not be more lenient with you, I may even be more strict with you. Of course you just have to do what you want, don’t think you are still a student, and be a good social person treating your students well.’

Expecting Chunsuke to become an outstanding socialite… Because of his grandmother’s expectation, Chunsuke was now thinking of the best reason to be late while at the same time, he was inside the school building, anxiously searching for the location of the councilor’s room.

When Harusuke passed outside the classroom with the sign “Locker Room A”, he could hear the sound of giggling and laughing full of spring color from inside.

There was no one in sight but him in the long, dimly lit hallway where Harusuke now stood.

And at the entrance the door wasn’t closed, meaning there was a little gap that was open.

Out of the midst of this gap came the voices of the schoolgirls.

(What’s this? Isn’t it a clear call for me to peek?)

Since this twisted thought was in his mind all the time, he sneaked a peek through the doorway with a light heart, and suddenly he saw two naked bodies reflected in his eyes.

(Oooh wow, that’s what makes people want to come to a girls’ school for internship!) I was expecting not too much, but when I took a look, I realized that two undistinguishable good bodies were changing clothes.

Probably because they thought that there would never be a member of the opposite sex on the sidelines, they danced their bodies like skillful strippers, making Harusuke, who was peeping from the sidelines, feel embarrassed.

One of them was a beautiful girl with a woman-like ponytail hairstyle, while the other was a girl with huge breasts who had an adult-like face.

Because she was wearing a half-bra, the two fleshy breasts looked like they were about to jump out of the fabric, and even the pinkish areolas were visible.

The color of their skin and the elasticity of their muscles are as fresh as they should be for their age.

A youthful body odor that could never be tasted from a mature woman, even Harusuke, who was outside the door, seemed to be able to smell it.

However, even though Harusuke was just looking at them, he could notice some of their unconscious movements, such as the gesture of bringing their bras, the way they tilted their heads, or the swinging of their waists when they adjusted their panties, all of which proved that they were fooling a lot of men, and one couldn’t help but feel a little bit surprised.

Whether they were students of Sonoyama Girls’ Academy, or whoever they were, or whether they were actual girls’ high school students, there was no need to think about it. In any case, there was no doubt that these two were the kind of women who would eat a man’s heart out.

However, what surprised Harusuke the most was the content of the conversation between the two of them.

“Hey, this bra, don’t you think it’s a little too sexy? My father bought it for me last time. It’s made in Italy, 100% pure silk. It’s very expensive!”

“Hey… are you still in love with that middle-aged man, are you still going on? It’d be better to stop… Aid societies are not doing well these days… Kumiko from class A was cheated last time, and her cell phone information is being investigated… and as long as she’s suspicious, she won’t be let go until they find out what’s going on…”

“Really? But I heard Kumiko went too far and got AIDS. I also heard that Yumi, a first year basketball player, was forced to go to her room… It’s scary… Lesbians get AIDS too, right?”

“It’s like yeah, it’s scary!”

“You don’t have a problem with that so-called…”

“Stop…”

“Maybe I’m more dangerous… Yeah, you remember that tall blonde guy at the sorority last week? He wasn’t my type at all, and he was so… annoying. He forced me to go drinking with him, even though we only did it once… There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?”

“Didn’t use a condom?”

“No, I can’t say…”

“You’re an idiot! It’s dangerous…”

“That’s right… what should I do?”

“First, of course, we’re going to get a checkup.”

“Huh… what if it’s really sick?”

“If it’s not AIDS, there’s nothing to worry about, you just need to take your medication properly and you’ll be fine soon.”

“What about AIDS?”

“When the time comes… let’s just say when the time comes, find a perverted, stinky old man to have an assisted intercourse and pass the disease on to him lo! Let’s take him to hell together!”

“Yeah, just do it!”

Hahaha laughed and slapped each other’s chests and shoulders while Harusuke just stood frozen in the hallway listening to them.

(And rightly so, is that it? Just do it, is that right?)

The incalculable difference between the content of that conversation and the indifferent attitude they had when they spoke was so great that even Harusuke didn’t know how to respond to it.

(It seems that something unexpected will happen between the two weeks here.) While Kasuke was thinking about all these haves and have-nots, he suddenly realized that the girls had already finished dressing up, and just as they were about to come out, Kasuke fled the scene in a panic.

Then… just around the corner of the corridor, he collided head-on with a student who was also running fast.

“So… painful… oh!”

Harusuke’s side was just a wrist to knock down, but the other girl was knocked over, and the inside of her skirt was leaking all the light.

“Who the hell… which one of those idiots was sprinting down the hallway at full speed early in the morning!”

The girl was lying on the floor, cursing very quickly, but her light brown panties were in full view of Kasuke, whose belly button, by the way, was still horizontal and long and flat.

“Ah, sorry sorry sorry for being late that’s why I’m such an idiot for running so fast.”

Though Harusuke apologized, his eyes never left the most important recessed part of that panty.

“┅Faster?”

“Uh?”

“I said to tell you to hurry up?”

“What’s that?”

“Oooh… what a slowpoke… if you have time to apologize, pull me up quickly. Since you’re the one who bumped into me, this is only natural.”

“Oh, of course, of course, you…”

Understanding the situation, Harusuke took hold of her wrist and pulled her up.

He took a closer look at her face and realized that it was the type of beautiful girl that Harusuke liked.

What was impressive was her small face with a pair of pupils that were too sparkling, and her well-muscled legs that were as long and beautiful as those of a European beauty.

“Ahhhh, the uniform that was just cleaned this weekend, and now it’s being stained by someone…”

She snapped and slapped her skirt with both hands.

“Oh, you, who is it?”

“Huh, ah, I’m…”

Before you answer…

“What do you mean you’re late?”

“Ah, that’s…”

“What are you doing in this place?”

“No, I…”

“No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a student, do you! We’re a girls’ school. Or maybe you’re the brother of one of the students? You’re not… old enough to be a father… It makes sense to have an older lover, but it’s a bit strange to come to school. So the most likely candidate is the new teacher, right? Oh, I remember, I heard that there’s going to be an education internship coming soon… Is that it?”

She was foaming at the mouth all by herself and also nodded her head several times on her own before looking like she had come to a realization of her own.

“┅Although your reasoning is commendable, when people are about to answer your words, please listen well and don’t keep grabbing words all by yourself.”

“Ah, sorry!”

She stuck her tongue out playfully.

“I was often scolded by my parents, ‘girls should be quieter, more stable, and speak well’, and my friends often laughed at my stupidity, but this is my personality, there is no way ah!”

“I know what you mean, but it’s reassuring to know that I’m not the only one who’s just stupid.”

Harusuke returned what had just been said as it was, but she tilted her head crookedly with a confused look and asked again very properly.

“Is that… teacher, an idiot?”

“┅You didn’t just forget what you said five seconds ago, did you?”

“Not necessarily five seconds ago, but ten seconds ago it would have been absolutely forgettable.”

Because of her confident answer, it made Harusuke couldn’t help but laugh.

She looked at Harusuke’s face with eyes as if she was lost, and began to feel as if she had something to say for herself again.

“Anyway, that’s what happened, and I’d appreciate it in the future.”

“Ah, please teach me more in the future…”

Halfway through his sentence he suddenly turned to the right, and he called her to a halt in a panic.

“Ah, I’m sorry, could you take me to the Chairman’s office? Because it’s my first time here in the school building, I’m not very sure…”

“What ah! If that’s the case, don’t say so many irrelevant things, wouldn’t it be better to say it earlier?”

“┅”

This time Harusuke really didn’t have anything to say.

Seeing his grandmother waiting in the headmaster’s office, Kasuke, sticking to his position as an education intern, first bowed his head to express his deep apology, “I was late because I got lost in the middle of the school building”, and after saying that, his explanation was immediately forgiven.

So there, Harusuke took over the instructions for the class he was taking–second year Class C.

And the level instructor for this class is a female teacher in her thirties called Kashiwagi.

Although she was quite a beauty, from our conversation with her, we knew that the air around her was filled with the feeling that she had deliberately given up her own charms in favor of education… She was quite tough, and not the type of person that Chunsuke would have liked.

(Originally, I wanted to have sex with this mature and charming female teacher as a gift, but it seems that my hope is lost.)

Just as he was getting discouraged, he stepped into the classroom of the second year C class with one foot firmly behind Kashiwagi.

He realized that no matter here and there, to the left and right, in front and behind were all really, really, super high caliber beautiful girls gathered together. With just this one glance at their entire class, Harusuke could find fresh blood constantly thumping, thumping, thumping inside of him.

A large amount of hormones were released in his brain, making his blood even more frenzied, and he almost lost his sanity for a short period of time.

(But this is really great, to be able to gather so many superb girls, as long as I find a few of these students at random to make photo albums, I won’t have to worry about food, drink and fun in my life.) Although it was the first time he stood on a teacher’s podium, his mind quickly thought of these unsavory things.

“Okay, okay, everyone be quiet, he will be doing his educational internship in this class between two weeks from today, Mr. Iida. So, teacher, please introduce yourself.”

Before Harusuke could hardly even mentally prepare himself, this Kashiwagi-sensei had already made him feel the aplomb of being a former teacher, tapping him on the shoulder with a thud.

Not to be outdone, he immediately flashed another of his charming smiles at the students before writing his name in large letters on the board with chalk.

“I’m Harusuke Iida, the subject I’m in charge of is Biology, please teach me more!”

He spoke in a very staged manner, as if he wanted to start with a downward spiral.

“So, Mr. Teacher, which university is it, U of T, U of K? It doesn’t look like a student who’s working hard… I know, it’s that university where you can just study and graduate, isn’t it?”

Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere, speaking in a very fast speed and tone. I realized that it was in the middle of the classroom, and upon closer inspection, it was the student who had just collided in the corridor and seen the underwear.

(If this guy in light brown underwear doesn’t teach her a lesson, she’ll probably keep talking like this…)

Harusuke had begun to feel impatient, and in his mind was a constant stream of angry curses.

“No, it’s true that I… wasn’t a very studious student, but it wasn’t the University of N, it was the University of W in the northwest.”

At this time–

“Wow, that’s great… Isn’t it true that only one person in five years gets into the University of W in our school? And our school always says it’s good, it looks good, but it’s so much worse, it’s called the outside of the gold and jade, but the inside of the gold and jade. Mr. Kashiwagi, isn’t our school’s promotion rate bad?”

“Hey Mimura, don’t go too far, that’s the one thing you’re bad at, being able to babble on and on about whatever it is.”

Kashiwagi was so angry that he cursed angrily as if his veins were showing, while the one being cursed himself felt nothing.

“Look, Mr. Iida, I was right, wasn’t I? Whenever I say that, people sit back and get angry… But what I’m saying is true, and it’s very disturbing! It’s true, school is a terrible place…”

Some of these remarks caused the class to laugh again, so Kashiwagi decided not to bother with her anymore and handed Harusuke the black-covered form for attendance and absences.

“Then in order for you to be able to quickly and clearly memorize each student’s face, come quickly to the roll call!”

“Roll call? Just read off the names in the order they appear in the name book, right?”

“Yes, please read out all the full names!”

“Ah… this… Ishida Soo-mi?”

“Yes!”

“Junko Inoue?”

“Yes!”

The process of having to look in the direction of the sound, and then connecting each person’s name and face, and carefully memorizing them inside his mind, was more tiring than expected.

The names started with the same last name and fewer strokes, but there were more than a dozen people who didn’t think they were the same. By the time we moved on to the next name, the memories of the first few were starting to get fuzzy again.

(Never mind, let’s write down a few of my favorite girls first, and then we’ll take our time… for the rest.) “And then… uh… Kawai Riho?”

“┅Yes.”

From the back of the classroom came this completely unconfident yell, and it was impossible to see who was making it.

“Hey, don’t be shy in front of me, and answer with spirit. Where is Kawaii Riho?”

“Yes… it’s me…”

Harusuke was startled when he saw a beautiful girl wearing glasses with a crimson face and her right hand covering almost half of her face. With that shy look in her eyes and that face tilted up action, there was no mistaking that she was the young girl who had been attacked by a pervert inside the commuter train.

“Uh, ah… you, in this class?”

The roll call, which had been going smoothly, was made to go down like an entertainment news reporter again by the query that made the talkative schoolgirls.

“Ah, Sensei, the matter of Kozato Spike is being investigated so quickly?”

“Ah, it’s not a survey, it’s…”

“Wow… wow… you’re really an insider, and this kind of teacher is really handsome. She has the biggest breasts in our class… Although she looks skinny, she has a chest size of 95 centimeters. See? Isn’t that amazing?”

There was no way around it, so Harusuke had to joke a little bit about the chattering young girl as well.

“How about your breasts in that case? Feeling the strong rebound when you hit the corridor so hard just now, it looks like you’re quite the boobie too!”

“┅Wow, the counterattack was successful, Master, as you said, I am also quite confident in my breasts. They may not be as big as Riho’s, but they are at least D-cups. What do you think, Khun Luang?… It’s inconvenient in a place like this, otherwise, I would really ask Khun Luang to come and have a look.”

She spoke in a tone that was neither like a pingpong nor a kabuki opera, and when she got to the exciting part, she even stood up on top of the chair and pretended to really take off her uniform, which was also interesting for Harusuke to watch.

(This guy is a pretty girl but she is quite interesting. She is a bit of a pain in the ass when she talks too much, but if she gets the hang of it, she can be quite pleasant…) He laughed out loud along with the students in the class.

“Ah, quiet down, quiet down, I know you’re all great acting talents… but I hope I can get the roll call done smoothly first, there are other chances for me to get a glimpse of what’s going on.”

“Truly, His Lordship is still the same as ever, not understanding!”

She pretended to be shy as she spoke, and Kasuke reached out and tapped her on the back of the head where she had turned away in her feigned shyness as he continued to ask.

“After all, what’s your name? I think it’s Mimura…”

“It’s Mimura, Mimura Yukie. Even though this is the second time I’ve greeted you, I’d like to ask for your guidance.”

She suddenly reverted back to her student form and curtsied deeply to Harusuke in a polite, well-mannered manner.

In turn, Harusuke replied with ‘No, me too, much obliged’, so instead there was a marvelous response, causing everyone inside the classroom to laugh and clap.

“Well, well, yea… Iida-sensei, since there isn’t too much time, I’d like to trouble you to hurry up and continue with the roll call.”

With the sound of Kashiwagi’s coughing staff, the middle of the classroom instantly became silent again.

(Well, with several years of experience as a teacher… it’s really something.)

Harusuke sighed at the strangeness of this as he sped up the process of his roll call slightly.

Shinohara Satomi, who had a leadership position in the class, was a beautiful girl with long hair and a strong personality that could be known from her expression. I heard that she was the captain of the tennis team, so Harusuke couldn’t wait to see her posture in her close-fitting gym clothes at the end of the school day.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh… Aya got the wrong classroom again!”

A girl’s voice came from above her head, and coming in through the front door of the classroom with a clattering bustle was a small student with long chestnut-colored hair, tied up beautifully with a yellow ribbon.

Just like the appearance of a girl’s manga character, she gave the impression that she was a beautiful girl with big eyes that were about to fall off and a very three-dimensional high nose, and from her face or her body, one would think that she was nothing more than a middle school student.

(Gee, this little kid… looks just like the recently popular actress, Hoshino Miki…) He thought to himself, but that was the truth.

Her real name is Mizutani Aya, and she is being scolded by Kashiwagi-sensei, as is often shown on TV, but with a bunch of bullheaded answers.

“Which classroom did you go to today?”

“Ah… today I had art class with the first graders because I took the wrong staircase on the way up, yo!”

“Miss, an ordinary person would know right away, wouldn’t they? All you have to do is look around at your classmates and you’ll know you’re going the wrong way, won’t you?”

“Ah… Aya… I know it’s a mistake. But even so, it’s still strange. If I asked, ‘Where are we? They would ask me back, ‘Who are you? In that case, Aya, it would have been very difficult for me to be asked such questions… So halfway through the lesson, I ran away.”

Kashiwagi was dumbfounded.

“┅Ah, so. But you escaped here by yourself, right? You ran to your own classroom by yourself, right?”

“Ah… but Aya… maybe it will still be unclear… if I will be able to come here again tomorrow, Aya himself is not sure.”

I thought it was a joke, but Aya said it so seriously that it made Harusuke’s mouth drop open in surprise.

(This girl is simply mildly retarded. I originally thought it was because she liked to joke around after acting too much, but now it seems to be a very serious case of mental retardation.)

Not realizing what he was thinking, Aya faced him and put her head down.

“Good morning teacher, I’m Aya Mizutani, I’ll be cheering very hard, so everyone, please support Aya…”

She danced around with a smile on her face, just like she did inside the TV set, and extended her right hand. Harusuke was a bit surprised, but he could not help but cooperate with her by extending his right hand as well, and shook her hand a bit awkwardly.

In this class, there is also a recently launched graphic idol, Misato Asashima (real name is Kitazawa Wei), who seems to prioritize her work, and was absent today as if she had a photoshoot announcement.

“Kitazawa-san, I can’t speak too loudly right now… it can be said that she is a liability to this class… I’m having a hard time figuring out what to do with her, and I’m not going to go through the tricky work… this is part of the educational internship… it’s a good opportunity to instruct her on her personal life… so please give it a try.”

After finishing his morning class, Kasuke walked out of the classroom with Kashiwagi, who kind of semi-compulsively asked him to.

Of course, he had absolutely no reason to refuse.

But let’s not say it’s a refusal, for this kind of graphic photography idol who is so popular that even Harusuke has received a lot of care, a chance to get close to her would be a great thing to ask for.

(And it’s not my personal erotic curiosity, it’s Kashiwagi-sensei’s request that I do what I’m supposed to do, so where can I find that kind of pleasure?)

Harusuke avoided not letting Kashiwagi see it and secretly snickered inwardly.

(Riho, then Yukie, then Misato… a slight change of route. The first target will be Aya, then Misato Asashima, and Vivian Kitazawa… It’s going to be a busy couple of weeks!) When Kasuke accidentally laughed out loud, he panicked and covered it up with a cough… cough… cough.

Chapter 2: After-school guidance

“Ms. Iida… When all the classes are over, please remember to go and find out about the club activities of your classmates. And make a brief note of what you see and find out, and write it down in your report, so that it can be used as a reference for me, and will be very helpful.”

During the lunch break, Kashiwagi said this to Harusuke.

Getting the reports done this is a very important task for the education intern to not forget and to remember to keep track of every day between these two weeks.

Since this was a report on his internship, he had to write down his reflections and thoughts on the lessons, as well as the things he should pay attention to in supervising his students, like a diary… But Chunsuke was not good at this kind of thing, and it was a troublesome and impossible task for him.

(Really, if I hadn’t reported it, being surrounded by such beautiful girls every day would have been like heaven…)

It’s a boring job, but if it’s just an educational internship without a report, it’s something that has a lot of relevance inside the university, so it’s not possible for Harusuke to be the only one who doesn’t write it.

So for him, who was no worse than the average person in terms of mastering the essentials, in his report he was bound to see only how a good college student’s educational internship was, from the morning session until the end of the day, a whole lot of things that he didn’t even think or feel that way, spilling out a bunch of boring theories like a normal teacher… and leaving a lot of gaps because of the small number of words, so he filled it up with a bunch of grandiose phrases… and then, because of the small number of words, left many gaps. So he filled them up with a bunch of grandiose words.

He was very good at SEX, but the beauty of his writing as a child was no lie.

Therefore there was no need for Kashiwagi to remind him of that, during the lunch break, he had already recorded his thoughts and questions about visiting the after-school club activities in detail on his report, based on the information he had gotten from a few students.

(How can I waste my precious private time after school, I didn’t come all the way here to become a member of this beauty school just for the sake of attending that boring faculty meeting or writing this report on my educational internship.) “Since today is the first day, first I’ll go and watch the practice of the tennis team, which I’m best at.”

Harusuke casually replied. Of course it went without saying that his focus wasn’t over the tennis department, but rather the captain of the tennis department, Shinohara Satomi, was the first target of his plan.

“Shinohara-san is the kind of person who has a strong sense of responsibility, and as far as I’m concerned as a level instructor, she’s helped me a lot… it’s just that her sense of responsibility can sometimes be a bit misdirected.”

Yuzuki said this.

“Wrong direction…?”

“Well, whether she’s a member of the school grade or the main tennis player, she sometimes makes too much of a spectacle of herself and goes too far as she pleases.”

“Oh… in that case, no one around her will agree with her?”

“That’s not true, they would think that Shinohara-san would step in and take care of it anyway, so no matter what the trouble is, just leave it to her and it’s ok… that’s what everyone thinks.”

“I see… I see, I will give her advice within the appropriate limits.”

That so-called appropriate range, not only did he already think that from the bottom of his heart, but he even intentionally told it himself. Of course Kashiwagi-sensei, who didn’t have the slightest suspicion about Harusuke’s matter, nodded his head while smiling shallowly after hearing those very normal dialogues and reactions.

“Then I’m sorry to trouble you. Iida-sensei may have realized that… There are many girls nowadays who have a big gap between their appearance and their actions. Students who seem to have no problems on the surface, but in fact have a lot of worries in their hearts, can be very difficult to instruct.”

(Of course. How can an old-fashioned teacher like this understand what human beings want to do… like what my lord is doing?)

Harusuke secretly laughed inside.

(Leave it to me. Let the masters of the school experience the real education that only I can provide, which is more effective and more comfortable than the teachers who have decades of experience…) After leaving Kashiwagi’s side for a little while, that unquenchable lustful feeling came out again in Kasuke’s body.

Sonoyama Girls’ Academy is well-equipped with sports facilities, including an official 400-meter track and field field, a multi-faceted playground for ball games, a gymnasium and a Budokan, and an oval theater-like tennis court for intercollegiate tournaments. Three…

Harusuke’s grandmother, the head of the board of directors, was known for her dedication to sports education. After class, Harusuke walked out of the biology classroom and headed straight to the tennis court located on the inside of the school building.

Thump, thump… Thump, thump… In his ears, he did hear the faintly pleasing sound of a hard tennis ball hitting a racket. But the sound continued for two or three times before breaking off, and then again for two or three times before breaking off… That is to say, no matter which court they practiced on, they were not good enough to play consistently for long periods of time.

Chunsuke stood by the side of the tennis court and watched for a while. Although there were constant exchanges of players, no matter who it was, it was all over with a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. There were even worse students who couldn’t even serve the ball properly to the other side of the court.

(Go, waste of grandma spent so much money to get these sports facilities, these guys who use them are all idiots, really let down such a good site.)

Although he was an athletic jack of all trades, tennis in particular had left him with great results in his middle school and high school years, so after seeing these schoolgirls practicing in such an immature yet poor manner, it made him feel just a little bit unwatchable.

And after observing them for a while, one thing he realized was that the way they practiced was that the technically unsophisticated seniors taught the younger students as harshly as they liked… that is, the vicious circle that you often see inside those very bad sports departments was surprisingly visible right here.

(What on earth would those coaches or instructors think when they see such a situation?) Without even realizing it, he realized that his eyes had become stern, and he couldn’t help but laugh at himself.

(What the heck, I have active sports cells in my body? Thinking about these things that I’m amazing now, in a few years I probably won’t even touch a tennis racket, what’s the point of thinking about that here.) As Chunsuke looked at the feet of those beautiful girls, thick, thin, short, long, black, white, running and walking, Chunsuke couldn’t help but have a lot of fantasies intertwined with each other… Suddenly, someone hit him from behind.

“┅Wow, that hurts!?”

With a jerk of his head, he found Shinohara Misato looking at him with an expression tinged with reproach.

“It’s you, don’t scare me all of a sudden!”

He said as he rubbed his back.

“Not all of a sudden… Since a while ago, I’ve been staring at the teacher behind her back… It’s so dirty… I’ve been staring with perverted eyes, staring at the girls in our department and laughing all the time.”

Satomi glared at Harusuke with her arms folded across her chest.

“Don’t talk nonsense, when have I ever done that kind of lowly thing…”

“You dare say you did absolutely nothing?”

“Ah, no, just a little…”

Harusuke’s eyes, this time, were fixed on Satomi’s posture above her gym clothes.

It was a brightly colored sky blue polo shirt with three buttons unbuttoned in the front, emphasizing the swell of her breasts, while a bit of the valley between her peaks could be faintly seen.

The two pairs of legs that extended from the pure white skirt had even more beautiful skin than the schoolgirl she had just seen, and a muscular proportions that few could match.

“Eh, while you look good in your uniform as well, you’re a real charmer in a tennis outfit.”

“Ah, Sensei, don’t intentionally say such things to divert attention.”

“I didn’t mean it like that… It’s just that you’re really attractive, that’s why I said that…”

“Charming…”

A sudden ferocity flashed from Satomi’s face.

“Eh, forget it, even if it’s a good idea to tell a lie, it’s the first time I’ve heard such a compliment… The lowly thing the teacher did was only for today, so on behalf of the Tennis Department, I’ll forgive you!”

“But I told you I didn’t do anything like that!”

When Harusuke protested, Satomi stuck out her tongue and smiled.

“I was joking, I really didn’t realize that Sensei was such an honest person.”

“Don’t say you really didn’t expect it. Then again, aren’t you the head of the tennis department? Where did you run off to touch the fish just now without practicing?”

“Uh… Because of Vai, I was called by Ms. Kashiwagi to go to her place for a while. The teacher said she might not have enough credits because she’s been skipping classes…”

“So it’s because of that problematic student Kitazawa Wei… Kashiwagi-sensei had also told me to have a talk with her. By the way, since you’re the grade committee member, do you even have to worry about your classmates’ credits being in danger?”

“That’s true, but Vai and I have been childhood friends since elementary school, so if she had any problems, Mr. Kashiwagi would ask me to contact her… Vai hates teachers, and even if a teacher said something, she wouldn’t pay attention to it.”

Satomi tilted her head thoughtfully.

Harusuke was a bit surprised, but didn’t ask any further questions.

“Wow… I haven’t met her in person yet… but it really surprised me when I realized that that Misato Asashima was in your class, because after all, she’s an idol in the midst of a rising popularity index right now.”

“Oooo… From what you say, it’s true that Teacher is very dirty. Does it mean that Teacher buys a lot of those strange magazines that publish many pictures of Vai?”

Satomi resumed her cheerful expression and continued to ask in a sharp tone.

“Not if there’s a buy?”

This unresponsive rhetorical question back from Harusuke made her even more suspicious.

“That’s because… the only magazines that she worked for under the name Rimi Tojima were some very low and nasty magazines. Like recently, some of her more nude photos were published in that magazine called… what’s it called, uh, eroticism, no, no, it’s erotic painting, and no…”

“You mean the magazine Erotica?”

“Ah, yes, yes, you see, you know very well, it’s true that teacher is very horny.”

“Miss…”

Finding it amusing he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Maybe for you girls, every magazine with that kind of picture is a yellow book, but a magazine like that Erotica is as good a friend to men as Penthouse or Playboy. And her pictures, I did look at them carefully, but they weren’t dirty pictures like you said, they were very artistic, very beautiful pictures.”

Indeed, it was a very artistic photo, and one couldn’t even think about it, so when he bought it, Harusuke was very angry, “Why do you publish such a great photo when you can’t even get a single shot out of it? He tore it up and threw it in the trash… But in front of Satomi, he changed his position completely.

“Well… it’s like this…”

Satomi nodded deeply to show how she agreed with what Harusuke said.

“These are words that I hope Sensei can say to Vai no matter when it’s good.”

“Huh, what does that mean?”

“Because Vai, she had the pride of being a graphic idol, so she did this work… but because it was in magazines like that, she seemed to be treated like a man who did that alone… not just by the readers of the magazines, but also by the photographers, editors, and some of the staff at the company. So she was very frustrated.”

“Oh, I see…”

Although on the surface he was agreeing, in his heart Harusuke was thinking (That’s a certain thing. You originally came from taking cool pictures, so don’t make a mistake yourself.) However, his expression was completely unnoticeable.

“I see, if I have the chance to meet Kitazawa-san, I won’t be an advocate for her, but I’ll speak to her from a teacher’s standpoint.”

“Can I really please?”

Satomi’s eyes glowed with light in them.

“En, I promise you. Let’s not talk about this, you’d better hurry back to the club activities, I can see that those schoolgirls are getting impatient waiting.”

“Ah, I forgot all about it. Then sensei, really really, I’m counting on you for Vai.”

She gave one more curtsy and then darted off toward the field.

And at that moment, Harusuke suddenly called her to a halt.

“Yes, I’ve been meaning to ask you something… Is the tennis coach or instructor off today?”

“No, there’s no exclusive coach, there’s no such person from the beginning. There’s a mentor, but you don’t see him until training or inter-school competitions.”

“So… you’ve always practiced on your own?”

“Yes… Is there something wrong?”

“No, it’s not a question of right or wrong…”

Although Harusuke wanted to say something, he couldn’t find the proper words.

“So, can I leave now?”

“Eh, ah, ah… sorry to hold you back.”

“I won’t…” By the way, teacher, could you practice with us for a little while? Since the regional preliminaries for the National Convention are about to begin, we’ve been practicing with extra special training since today. I’d like to say that I can show you how active I am as a minister…”

Satomi said with a bit of shyness.

“That’s what I thought before I came over. Then I’ll be watching from here, so please cheer up!”

“Thank you, teacher!”

After a pleasant reply, she stepped lightly, letting her bright chestnut fur-colored hair flutter in the wind, and ran to where the members of the community were gathered in the middle of practice.

…at her left and right temples, part of her hair was braided and tied in a bow with a small gold-colored ribbon, which swayed as she ran.

Then Kasuke’s eyes slowly moved down to her hips, and saw that the fabric of the shimmering, glossy panties was faintly visible in the midst of the upturned hemline, and even more exaggeratedly Kasuke seemed to be able to see the focal point.

(┅Although every tennis club member is good, it’s still this guy’s charm that’s the best.) He swallowed hard.

The more Satomi she radiated a feeling of health and purity, the more the lustful demon inside of him kept crashing, an impulse from below that drove him to want to instantly crush her into the tennis court and then let him have his way with her.

Though he tried desperately to use his rationality to suppress that thought in his chest, he gradually became unable to restrain himself as he watched the special training being conducted with Satomi at the center.

That was also because her skills in tennis didn’t meet Harusuke’s expectations.

And although she was more serious than the other members of the club, and the number of sparring matches didn’t break all at once like the members just now, her caliber was still not enough to instruct the schoolgirls.

“Hey hey, what the hell is that ugly stance doing? First of all, you have to get your stance right, both knees have to be fully bent, so if you encounter a strong return shot, how can you hit it back!”

Harusuke, who was honestly watching from the sidelines at first, slowly became more and more intolerable, and finally rushed out onto the court, shouting accusations at Satomi.

“Teacher…?”

“You can’t do that. You don’t pay attention to the basics, and you just swing the racket the way you like it.

I’ve been watching it since a while ago, and it didn’t hit the center of the ball at all. Now you have to grip the racket tightly, then lower your waist a little bit, pull your wrist back… and store up your strength well, and really swing the racket once. See, that’s it. Come on, do it once, okay? One, two, one, two…”

At some point he ran behind Satomi and suddenly grabbed her hand then forced her to do the swinging exercise, causing her to wail.

“Wow, that hurts! Why are you suddenly scaring people, sensei!?”

She shook off Kasuke’s guidance with force, then stood before the assembled members of the club with a surprised expression, staring at Kasuke with unblinking eyes.

At that point Harusuke came back to his senses and grabbed his own head.

“Ah, since it doesn’t seem to be a very harsh practice, so… I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come out. That, don’t mind, continue your special training…”

Chunsuke was about to walk out of the stadium when he suddenly…

“Wait a minute! You say something like that and then ask us to not care and continue practicing? If that’s the case, you’ll lose all my face as a minister. Teacher, what do you think we should do?”

Satomi grimaced and accused Harusuke.

With no other choice Harusuke stopped as well.

“I don’t know what to do…”

“Sensei, the way you instructed me so powerfully just now, I’m sure you should have a little confidence in tennis as well?”

In the midst of her large eyes, there was suddenly a momentary flash of challenge… That’s how Harusuke felt it.

(What? This ungrateful guy wants to challenge me!)

Kasuke snickered in his heart. This unknowing young lady had accidentally gotten her pride hurt, and now her true nature was showing, but Kasuke really didn’t mean to hurt Satomi’s heart again in this situation.

“Awe, what the hell?”

“Well… I’ll tell you if you want to know so much, I think I’m afraid that my tennis skills are many times better than your current shitty skills.”

Just as Harusuke thought, Satomi’s face had an expression of feeling very surprised and tightened her lips.

It took a while before she spat out a few words.

“┅Please race me.”

“Eh? A competition?”

“Yes, please race me!”

“┅Why should I compete with you?”

“Our Tennis Department isn’t terribly good… but, I don’t think it’s as crappy as the teacher criticizing it either.

That’s why I would be very unhappy if you were just talking about it. So… therefore… I hope that right now, I can immediately hold a tennis tournament here, to separate myself from Sensei.”

Satomi spoke forcefully from start to finish. Although her tone was very polite, her excitement made the corners of her eyes, as well as the veins on her cheeks and even her neck show what she was really thinking, but these were quite sexy in Harusuke’s eyes.

She didn’t realize that a very pleasurable sensation was already expanding inside Harusuke’s body.

“┅Well, if that’s the way you feel, it’s fine for me to play a game with you. But the so-called tournament wouldn’t be fun if I didn’t bet on something. How about this, if I lose… right, I have to do whatever you say. On the other hand, if I win, what will you do?”

Harusuke revealed a charming smile and approached Satomi’s side step after step. And Satomi had already been scared to take a step backward by that confident attitude of his.

“Lao… teacher… if… win…”

“How about if you win?”

“┅”

“What are you going to do about it?”

“┅I, I see, since I work at a burger place, I’ll let you eat and drink as much as you want, how about this?”

The answer after a long consideration was something Harusuke hadn’t even thought of, and he couldn’t help but feel deflated.

“Burgers?”

“Uh-huh… can’t I?”

“Ah, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

He held back, to laugh out loud, and nodded his head significantly.

“Then let’s start the race with an all-you-can-eat burger!”

Harusuke’s little finger kept tapping making little noises.

A schoolgirl sits in the umpire’s chair, and the other line trial also has two at each end, taking ONESETMATCH for the first of two innings of first victory.

This was the first time since high school graduation for Kasuke to have an official match like this one.

And, of course, there was no tracksuit at all. The top half of the shirt was short-sleeved, and the bottom half was thin gray suit pants folded several times… such a so-called dressy outfit, and even the shoes were leather ones that had been purchased for the educational internship.

The racquets are taken from the racquets that the members usually use, and a few of them are sifted through to find the one that best suits their habits.

Harusuke stood leisurely in the center of the court, while Satomi had an expression of being on the verge of an enemy, and seemed to keep swinging her racket with a bit of anxiety.

“Hey, hey, you’re taking advantage of my outfit, so don’t use such a scary face… Please be merciful, Minister-sama…”

To lighten the mood of the scene, he joked a bit, but Satomi didn’t answer back.

Even the members of the community watching the battle from the side didn’t utter a word, as if they were watching an official inter-school match.

(I was trying to lighten the mood, but I didn’t realize that it would become even more troublesome…) Inwardly, Shunsuke was suppressing his sexual desires, but somehow, standing in the middle of the court with his racket in his hand like this, he felt a little excited as if his old high school self, who used to be so active in the clubs, had been resurrected.

Indeed wearing this kind of leather shoes that he was not used to wearing, it was quite a struggle to handle the oncoming ball very quickly. If he was facing a real well-trained girl high school student from a prestigious school, he wouldn’t have dared to agree to it even if he was confident in his skills.

However, while Satomi seemed to be tough from the outside, she really wasn’t that strong, and could easily handle a fight even if she wasn’t the Harusuke of her day.

In the beginning, there was no explanation other than it could be called a coincidence. After Harusuke scored a point on her serve, the rest of the match was simply out of shape, a completely lopsided match for him. It didn’t take long for the winner to already be out, but it was only a matter of minutes.

The tennis court became quiet for a moment. Nothing could be heard of the clapping and murmurs, while Satomi looked up from the center of the tennis court.

All the members of the community didn’t know what to do better, so they all stayed there and didn’t move.

(Oops, that’s not good. I’m so sorry, why did I get into a serious fight with a kid like this…) A two-nil victory was great, but as a teacher, how should he deal with such an awkward atmosphere? After thinking for a while he…

“Teacher… really, it’s amazing!”

Satomi, who was supposed to be downcast, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly and came over to Harusuke with a big smile on her face.

“No, I’m just a few years older and a little bit lucky. But you, by the way… that… that serve just now was very good, and the way the ball suddenly turned in the other direction in the middle of the stroke and the spin, it was really tiring, ahahaha…”

Harusuke scratched his hair hopelessly, praising her even though he knew it was unnatural.

“Okay, it’s okay!”

“Oh?”

“Because… if you’re praised by your teacher like this, you’ll feel even more useless… right?”

Satomi showed that endearing attitude and smiled slightly in front of Harusuke.

“Wasn’t Sensei on the tennis team in his college days?”

“No.”

Harusuke shook his head.

“Although I participated in clubs in middle school and high school, when I entered university, I hardly touched this kind of sports…”

In fact, he wanted to say “SEX is my only difficult training”, but the current situation was not suitable, so he swallowed the words alive.

“Did you compete in any big races or hold any records?”

“This ah… In middle school there were among the five who were selected as prefectural representatives, and in high school there wasn’t any special record… but there were three universities recommended by the movement that I could go to if I gave my nod. But those recommendations were all rejected because I had already decided to go to W University from the beginning.”

“Hey… it’s really awesome yeah, it can’t be helped when you lose to someone as awesome as sensei.”

“Ah, what am I supposed to say to that, I’m embarrassed.”

“Sensei, I’m not going to do anything about anything you say to me now, so please tell me the truth, is it highly probable that I want to keep improving my tennis skills over and over again?”

Satomi asked very seriously.

Two large eyes stared straight at Kasuke.

“Even if you ask me about this kind of thing…”

“Please tell me the real situation… There are only a few days left before the preliminaries of the conference… Is it useless for me to do any special training no matter what else I do?”

“It is indeed possible…”

“Ah, is that true?”

The expression on her face, which had been tracing her roots, looked slightly relaxed.

“I mean, there’s no point for a guy with bad skills to practice by himself as he sees fit. Since you said that your club doesn’t have an exclusive coach, in that case, no matter how much practicing you do, it won’t help.”

After listening to what Chunsuke said, Satomi suddenly put her hands in front of her face…

“Sensei, this is a lifelong request… whenever you’re free… I swear, I’ll never say anything arrogant like that again… So after the club activities are over can you give me personal, private tennis instruction?”

“Huh? I… guide you?”

Satomi nodded deeply with an innocent expression on her face.

Harusuke wanted to come in and flip a few heels almost right then and there, ecstatic inside.

Isn’t this just uninvited, sheep in the tiger’s mouth.

Of course, he had no reason to refuse.

“It’s actually very busy for us as education interns to do this and that… However, it’s fun to help people, so I’ll do you this favor!”

Using a very skillful way of speaking, Harusuke pretended to be enthusiastic and agreed to Satomi’s request.

“Woohoo… really… can I really help?”

Her words came like missiles.

“Asshole, I’m all for it, didn’t you say you wanted my help no matter what?”

“Yes… I’m sorry… but would you please do this?”

“Ahhh, but don’t forget to buy me a burger until I’m full!”

“Ah, then of course there’s no problem!!!”

She compared an OK for Harusuke.

“So, by the way, I don’t want to be told this and that afterward, just in case you go ahead and contact the instructor directly.”

“Yes. Then. Wait… Teacher, I’m counting on you.”

This beautiful girl, who was completely unaware of Harusuke’s thoughts, bowed deeply, and on her face could be seen a smile that had the appearance of a work of art.

All the members of the club were no longer visible on the tennis court, it was a twilight session with just Satomi and Harusuke.

“Not like this, let’s get the waist a little lower, a little more settled. That’s it. That’s it. Do the swinging exercise…”

“┅No, say it a few times before you understand. One more step, don’t be afraid to step out… No, with this kind of ball, whoever it is will be able to hit it back very strongly.”

“┅Well, this feeling now is different from the previous one, do you understand? The point where the ball falls and the distance from the grip to the center of the racket have to be calculated and stepped on in an instant. Yes, yes, yes, this is the moment…”

“┅Hmmm, you’re back to your old self again, don’t be so stupid, don’t forget what I said, if you don’t let your back settle down properly, no matter how much you swing the racket, the ball won’t listen to you and be under your control!”

Satomi could only keep saying “yes” and “yes” to the ball that Harusuke was cursing angrily while hitting it, and then desperately chased after it.

Situations like this went on for about an hour or so, and Harusuke was starting to feel tired.

The reddish sunset was slowly sinking into the west, and in just a few dozen minutes, this tennis court, which had no nighttime lighting, would become unplayable.

“We’re almost done with personal instruction for the day, so come over here for a moment.”

With a face like nothing was wrong, Harusuke called Satomi to the area with green turf next to the field.

“Yes, Mr. Teacher…”

Instead of harboring any suspicions, she was used to speaking to Harusuke in a longing tone because it was a personal lesson for him.

And Harusuke didn’t care about any of that, because his lesson wasn’t over yet.

“There is one last thing that needs to be instructed to you again…”

When he finished speaking, he went around behind Rimi…

“Like this… When swinging a racket, the support of your thighs has a decisive disadvantage. Here, right here, here…”

Snapping Harusuke used his palm on the inside of her thigh, slapping it several times, and even rubbing a little harder on it a few times. But Satomi also just made an expression of a bit of pain, not resisting at all.

In this way, Harusuke was even more dishonest and ungracious.

“You, do you usually do muscle training properly or not? You won’t be able to tolerate the intense confrontation during a match.”

While Harusuke said something like it made sense, on the other hand, he held Satomi’s waist from behind and slowly rubbed his hands on her ass.

“Listen, it’s not just tennis, no matter what kind of sport you play, the most important thing is to stabilize the waist and train the muscles in the thighs… This is the only shortcut to achieve a high level of skill. Listen, do you understand or not?”

He slowly pressed his dick close to the side of her waist, creating a marvelous position, and then with a breath he sat down toward the turf.

┅In this way, it became a position where both Harusuke and Satomi were sitting together in front and behind each other.

“Oh, Master…”

Satomi let out a scream as she felt something was wrong. However, she couldn’t do anything about it, instead her legs were boldly wrenched it into an M font and held by Harusuke.

(Mmm… the smell of hair mixed with the smell of sweat… it’s unbearable…) And Harusuke’s dick had gradually swelled up by this time, and it was positioned right in the hollow of Satomi’s buttocks.

“If you exercise your thighs properly, you can maximize the function of your knees… In short, if you practice properly, this will be a woman’s weapon!”

As Harusuke grunted an impish grin, his hand had begun to slowly stroke over the focal point of his underpants, which had also long since become unusually moist with secretions, whether sweat or otherwise.

(Huh, is it this guy’s… love juice!)

In a happy mood, he began to run his fingers up and down the vertical slit, and as he vibrated his fingers subtly, he could feel Satomi’s waist responding subtly at the same time.

“Sr. Sr. Master… this is…”

She made some barely audible sounds.

(It’s comfortable, isn’t it? Make some more colorful noises.)

Harusuke’s left hand grabbed Satomi’s chest.

The sensation of soft and elastic breasts was transmitted to Harusuke’s palm through his clothes.

“Shinohara… I, I…”

As she was about to start fondling her breasts with impunity, Satomi, who had always been obedient, suddenly shook Chunsuke away with great force and made a loud noise: “DON’T…”

And with that reaction, as soon as Harusuke’s hands left, Satomi took advantage of that gap to suddenly stand up and slant across the court heading straight for the school building.

“Hey hey, wait a minute la! Did you misunderstand something!?!!”

He panicked and tried to call her back, but instead he saw Satomi’s figure slowly slowly getting farther and farther away and not even turning around.

(This is a problem. I’m doing something…)

Chunsuke couldn’t help but cold sweat wetting the clothes on his back at this point, but for some reason, Satomi stopped near the exit of the stadium right at that moment, and although her back was turned to Chunsuke, she spoke loudly.

“Teacher… I’m the one who lost the game, so the day after tomorrow when I work part-time, I’ll treat you to a lot of burgers!”

It didn’t sound like he was blaming Harusuke.

There is no way, always feel that can not just go straight home, first to the more lively place to go around, drink a cup of wine, and then have dinner. Drink a little drunk to two or three electric toy stores to play, do not realize that it is almost eleven o’clock in the evening.

(In that case, I should be able to sleep until morning. It’s a bit bad to be late two days in a row…)

Yiman thought about things in a demented way while walking down a busy street, just passing a row of streets all filled with hotels.

Many couples of not-so-equal ages could be seen there, entering it with quick feet.

“Really, it’s a good thing that at this time of the year, it’s probably the right time for any guy who’s an adult to have sex…”

Because of his own lechery, Harusuke joked at the seemingly incestuous couple that brushed past him.

Short, bald, and fat all rolled into one, the old man, who was known to be a womanizer at first glance, glanced at Harusuke for a split second, still holding the woman, and quickly walked into the inn in front of him.

Oh… Oh, did you go the wrong way? Sure enough the couple, probably incestuous, immediately walked out again.

See clearly, although the old man is only middle-aged, but that woman from the clothes she wears and feel seems to be absolutely teenage girls. And in that girl’s hand, holding several ten thousand dollar bills, I’m afraid from that old man there to earn.

Obviously it’s aid intercourse.

(Very careless yo, it’s not a simple matter if you get caught in a place like this.) Harusuke smiled a bit gloatingly.

He wasn’t surprised by the phenomenon, and didn’t approve or feel bad for a little girl who wanted to make money, and a middle-aged man who was sadly trying to hug a woman.

What’s more, even if he was starting his educational internship, Kasuke didn’t care at all about this kind of young girl that he didn’t recognize even after looking at her, who was going to make money by selling her sex, or for the sake of interest, and didn’t have any intention of trying to preach about it.

However, after a closer look, that guy wasn’t a young girl that he didn’t recognize even after looking at it.

“You… it’s you…”

Unconsciously making noises.

“Oh?” That young girl’s eyes, which had been looking downward, slowly crossed with Harusuke’s.

“Teacher…?”

The already pale cheeks looked even paler under the streetlights.

“Hey, you’re in a place like this…”

At this point in the position it was no longer possible to completely ignore it, but when he tried to ask for clarification, the young girl kept silent and ran away with all her might. The other middle-aged gentleman also felt quite embarrassed and ran away in a different direction from the young girl.

Harusuke was the only one left there on the spot, still unable to accept such a thing with his mouth open, unable to move for a while.

(This, but… how is it such a coincidence that it’s one of the most well-behaved girls in the class!) In his mind’s eye, the young girl who took roll in the classroom this morning─Riho.

By the way, the feeling that Riho had at that time, even earlier, when she was being molested by a pervert on the commuter train, that feeling of powerlessness and exhalation of warm breath… the image came back vividly.

(Truly, women are creatures that cannot be judged by their appearance…) After the surprise had passed, it was more and more enjoyable in Harusuke’s imagination, because it seemed as if he could still see Riho’s dark pubic hairs swaying around right in front of his face by chance.

Chapter III. Home visits

The next day, there was no sign of Riho inside the school’s classroom.

(As expected… I witnessed me on the spot at the scene of that kind of bad behavior… I don’t think it’s a good idea for anyone to meet with me, no matter how thick their nerves are.)

While taking the roll call, Harusuke involuntarily kept looking towards the seat she didn’t come to because he had been concerned about her, which was noticed by the sensitive Yukie.

“Teacher, do you care that much?”

“Eh? What did you say?”

“You’re still pretending, Master… In this classroom there are nearly ten or twenty super-beautiful girls, but you don’t care about them at all, Teacher, you only care about one person, that super-boobie lady Riho, right?”

As usual, Yukie sat on her chair and kept on making sarcastic remarks about Harusuke, while several female students would follow along with “Yeah, yeah, yeah”. I don’t know if they realized it too, or if they were just following along, but they were laughing and giggling.

“Don’t talk nonsense, I don’t have a specific favorite or dislike for any of you, don’t worry…”

Even though Kasuke was saying nice things with his mouth, he also secretly looked in Satomi’s direction, revealing in a short moment a charming look that only Kasuke himself could appreciate.

(With this guy, it’s just a matter of time.)

When he was about to laugh, Harusuke pretended to cough on his staff so that Yukie wouldn’t notice it again this time.

“Does anyone know the reason why Riho Kawaii was absent for no apparent reason?”

Harusuke asked the entire student body knowingly.

“Riho is a girl who makes you feel very single-minded, even when she’s present or absent, you can’t feel her presence…”

Within moments, A, who was sitting at the front of the room, answered, and B, who was next to him, immediately nodded his head.

“Her face has always looked pale… I wonder if she’s not well somewhere?”

“Yeah, but yesterday, after the club activity, I happened to pass by the front of the art room, and although there was no sound at all from inside, the light was on. I thought it was strange and looked around and found her sitting on a chair by herself, drawing as if she was mesmerized. I wanted to call her… but seeing how serious she was, I just let it go.”

“Riho-san, are you trying to get into art college?”

“Seems like it, but inside her family, there seems to be… a lot of strange rumors… yes, it seems to be a single parent family…”

Just as B-san said that, Kashiwagi, who had been silent, suddenly clapped vigorously with both hands.

“Well, that’s enough of the talk, just change your mood and get ready for the hour-long session.”

In conjunction with her faint speech, the bell that implied the start of class had rung.

After that he ascertained something from Kashiwagi, that both of Riho’s parents had divorced when she had just moved up to middle school.

Since then, she has been living with her mother and herself. At the time of the divorce, it was agreed that Riho’s father would pay for her tuition until she graduated from Sonoyama Girls’ Academy.

But don’t even think about help after that.

In other words, if Riho wants to go to college, her mother will have to take care of the expenses instead of her father.

However, this necessitates an additional financial burden on the mother who was already caring for her daughter on her own.

This was something Riho didn’t want to see.

┅But in her own heart, she actually wanted to go to college very much. And it was a fine arts university where every subject was costly.

“Kawaii is the kind of student who is usually very quiet and not very talkative, and she would not have come to me, as a grade tutor, to discuss these matters. However, there was a promotion survey done before this, and that child… probably didn’t realize how many times she had written and erased and written and erased. Just that first volunteer field alone was dirty as hell, and then in the corner of the field was written a tiny word ‘M Fine Arts University’.”

“At this point in time, with her grades, she should be able to enter the school if she passes the technical exams… But considering her family’s situation, I can’t say anything like, ‘Keep moving towards your goal’…”

Kashiwagi looked rather confused about how to do Riho a favor.

“I think today’s absence is also due to this reason… I’m very worried because she’s been silent for a while now, and she seems to be even more bleak. Plus she doesn’t seem to be getting along with her classmates that well, so if the absence continues like this, I think it might be better to ask him to consider taking a break from school.”

“Ah… really, that’s not good.”

Harusuke also looked very deep in thought, and was seriously in the middle of a discussion with Kashiwagi. Though his expression was serious, in his heart he was laughing at the great former teacher for her wrong insights.

(You don’t know anything about it, teacher. If I tell you everything about yesterday, you’ll be so shocked you’ll faint on the spot.)

“That, Mr. Iida…”

Kashiwagi, who was completely in the dark, looked down and thought for a moment after calling out to Harusuke.

For his part, Harusuke looked his face up at her, waiting for her next words.

“It’s nothing, it’s not part of the program… If you don’t agree, it won’t have any effect on your evaluation…”

There was silence again at that.

“What exactly is it about? Whatever it is please open up and talk to me, maybe I, the education intern, can help the teacher!”

At this point in the game, Harusuke totally played the role of the hot-blooded teacher extremely well.

That nasty thought about schoolgirls was not felt at all at this point.

“Thank you, then I’ll be polite… if you’re a bit concerned about Kawaii-san’s affairs… could I trouble you to run to her house and do a home visit?”

“Family visit…?”

“Yes. If we do this, I think it’s the best way to implement educational guidance early, before the problem grows bigger. If we just keep watching things evolve from here, it will become unmanageable in the end. Especially for an introverted student like Kawaii, when we as teachers realize it, we should take the initiative to approach her, what do you think… is there a will to do that?”

As Kashiwagi got more and more agitated with his arguments, Kasuke really had an urge to tell the teacher that it wasn’t what she thought it was, in regards to what was really going on in the conversation.

Rather, it’s about the ugliness of these high school girls in the bustling streets, regardless of whether you’re a prestigious school… or whether you’re… out of uniform.

(However, even if it’s a matter of sexual favors or hunting for old men, it’s important to think of something before the problem of these things grows…)

For this kind of great and kind female teacher, this kind of thing that he couldn’t even dream of, Harusuke actually wanted to deliberately irritate her.

But…

Now Harusuke is playing the role of a kindly educational intern who must pretend to think very seriously.

“┅But it would be better for the grade teacher, Mr. Kashiwagi, to take care of such an important matter!”

“Hmmmmm, I was thinking the same thing. From yesterday to today, it seems that the communication between you and the female students, perhaps because they are closer in age, has opened their hearts. In front of you, they spoke the truth because of your sincerity… I’m ashamed to say that I had forgotten about such situations for a long time. Those children would not speak their hearts in front of me unless it was an extraordinary situation, so perhaps Kawaii-san too…”

“So you want me to do a home visit?”

“Yes, would you like to try?”

“Ah… since Ms. Kashiwagi said so…”

After saying those words, Harusuke purposely acted like he stuttered a bit before picking up with embarrassment.

“But that… I, because I’m not very mature yet… will only tell the truth to communicate with people… do you really think that’s good, Teacher?”

“Of course Lo, it’s good to speak from the heart… I’m very much looking forward to it.”

After being tapped on the shoulder by Kashiwagi, his lower abdomen reflexively and politely returned the salute, already hot and hard.

(Humph… My heart is here!)

Kashiwagi barked some instructions before departing with the sound of her meticulous nature and hard, regular gait.

Watching her departing back, Kasuke tightened his grip on his rapidly enlarging dick through his pants.

Speaking of absences, Kitazawa Wei didn’t show up to class this day either.

But during the lunch break, Satomi sneaked up to Harusuke and said, “Actually…” and gave him information about Vai.

“Because I’m a member of the school grade, so by saying something like that, my position will become less firm…”

Satomi, who had called Harusuke to a halt in the corner of the hallway, always seemed to exude the look of someone speaking to an elder when she spoke.

“Don’t worry, whatever you say, I won’t say it to Mr. Kashiwagi, or to anyone else…”

“Sure enough, I knew the teacher would say that…”

She gave a reassuring smile.

“Then you lend me your ear.”

Satomi then took a step forward and leaned in to whisper in Harusuke’s left ear.

“She hasn’t been coming to class lately, so you mustn’t tell Mr. Kashiwagi… In fact, she’s been skipping classes and mostly swimming in the indoor pool at school.”

As she spoke, naturally that hot breath brushed against her ear, causing Harusuke to involuntarily remember yesterday’s behavior at the tennis court, followed by the thought of wanting to continue yesterday’s behavior.

But it was in the middle of a schoolhouse, so he just chimed in and listened to her.

“She’s always working more than school now. Because there are a lot of print models of her caliber, so she can’t be too careless, she told me so on the phone. Even swimming in the school pool is an extension of her work. She said that lately her thighs were getting a little chubby… so…”

“Wait, wait, that… stop talking for a moment, I always feel a strange sensation around my ears…”

Harusuke suddenly left Satomi and kept rubbing his left ear with his hand.

“What do you mean, what strange feeling?”

“Strange is as strange as it feels, Shinohara-san doesn’t want to be violated by me here either!”

Chunsuke was anxious to know how she would react, but her eyes widened and she looked at Chunsuke’s face very seriously…

“No way. I… trust the teacher a lot.”

“Wouldn’t believe what I, an education intern, have done from yesterday to today…”

“Eh, whether it’s as a teacher or a tennis coach, I believe in yo. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to talk to you about Xiang Wei. Or… would that bother you?”

Satomi’s rhetorical voice wonderfully had a sexy echo to it.

Harusuke couldn’t help but swallow, but had to get his head around the situation and suppress his thoughts to correct the track.

“How can it be a bother? It just means don’t talk out of earshot. No one can hear you here if you just talk like you normally do and keep your voice down, so go on about Kitazawa.”

“Ah, that… where was I? Ah, yes, yes, Vai, she was told by a very close photographer about her body type, and she was devastated… so she was very nervous about going to the pool to burn off the excess fat, and then desperately tried to slim down, so I didn’t dare to say anything when I saw her like this.”

“Let me ask you something, how does this school feel about this kind of arts and crafts activity?”

He finally asked the question that had been on her mind.

“We are more liberal in this regard than any other private school. At the time of enrollment there was an official statement that nothing would happen if there was just a slight lack of classes… but the only situation is that it’s a bit too much.”

“In the first year, her attendance was less than half that of the other students… So when she entered the second year, she heard a lot of complaints among the teachers, and at that time there were rumors flowing into the class that the teacher who was in favor of Vai dropping out was Kashiwagi-sensei. So when Vai heard this, she thought it was true and said, ‘I’ll never forgive this guy’… It was so hard to get into the second grade, but her attendance rate was even lower than in the first grade…”

Satomi who is nice to her friends as if she is talking about herself.

“I must graduate with Unique… The graduation ceremony in elementary school or the graduation ceremony in middle school is like this, the two of them hugging and crying together… I want to be like that, too, and graduate from this school!”

“Wait a little. Is Kitazawa crying along with you?”

“Yes… what’s wrong?”

“No, I haven’t met her yet, so judging from what Kashiwagi-sensei said and the information I got from you… it doesn’t seem like the type of person who would shed tears at a primary or secondary school graduation ceremony because of her feelings.”

What Chunsuke said made her bow her head in silence for a moment, and with a touch of sentimentality she said… “She suffered, Vai.”

“Taking a loss? Kitazawa?”

Satomi nodded deeply.

“She used to be a very good girl, although sometimes she was very willful, and she liked to do a lot of things the way she wanted to… She looked like she was very strong on the outside, but that was a sign that she had spirit, and even though she spoke in a bad way and had a very bad attitude, and she seemed like a bad child, that was just her way of being pampered… That’s what I thought.

Because there was no one around her who was willing to accept Vai’s behavior properly… so she became willing to do whatever she wanted…”

“So… Shinohara you want me to take the responsibility…”

“Huh, you already know!”

“Anyone would know about this. Yesterday or today, you kept telling me about Kitazawa and then kept saying ‘please’ and ‘please’. After hearing such a lovely please from you, I had no choice but to accept it.”

“Wow… so happy!!!”

Satomi couldn’t help but hug Harusuke.

“Oi…”

The sweet and sour body odor of her body slightly irritated Harusuke’s nostrils.

Harusuke hugged her obediently.

was beginning to stroke her hair when, very unluckily, the loudspeaker that happened to be mounted on their heads rang out, the bell for the start of the afternoon session.

“Ah, no good, something important, haven’t told the teacher yet!”

Flustered and withdrawing from the hug, Satomi immediately said something like this.

“What’s the matter? Say something earlier!”

“Since the pool is empty this afternoon, Vai she should be swimming there alone. Therefore, after class… I hope that the teacher will meet her and I will come along!”

Satomi spoke quickly and Harusuke replied, “I see.”

After class, it was a quick trip to the all-weather indoor pool in the basement, led by Satomi.

In that very quiet environment, only the sound of clattering… clattering water could be heard.

“Ah, sure enough, here it is… Look, that girl is Vai, swimming this way, wearing a fluorescent pink bathing suit…”

As she walked to the pool, Satomi enthusiastically pointed and explained, but there since there was no one there, she knew even without explanation.

But then again, she was a pretty good swimmer.

Just like a young fragrant fish bending its body, no matter the sensitivity of the hand  and the gorgeous forward posture. Hands, body, feet, no matter where there is no extra movement, it is like a near perfect work of art.

Harusuke just watched.

He realized there was no extra fat anywhere.

“Oh… Kitazawa, are you from the swimming department?”

“For now, yes. As I said earlier, whatever I do is for work purposes.”

“But, for all that, she swims well!”

“She was in the swim department until the summer of her third year of middle school, when she was a freestyle and butterfly competitor, and seemed to hold some kind of record… but after she started her current job, she gave it up because she was too busy.”

“So…”

Just as he was feeling admiration for her, Vai had gotten up from the pool with a lot of splashes very handsomely.

She was wearing her competition swimsuit, but you could see her very carefully tanned wheat-colored skin, glistening and showing off her lines to no end.

She was probably well over a hundred and sixty centimeters tall or more.

Wearing a bold, high-cut bathing suit that beautifully showed off her thighs to the left and right, and where countless droplets of water could be seen popping or stretching down her body.

Not only was her face extremely small, a typical example of the so-called octogenarian beauty girl, she was also very curvaceous, with full breasts and even below the waist… all the way up to her swollen buttocks.

(Go on, where are the more fatty thighs? She’s even more beautifully muscled than in the magazine photos. (I can definitely assert that she looks much better in person than in the photos!)

Harusuke looked at Vai’s body innocently enough.

It was full of limbs that made men charm.

There was not a single spot on her entire body that was not endearing, a stunning charm that burned in Harusuke’s heel socket.

However, when faced with Harusuke, whom he met for the first time, Vai’s reaction was to immediately show a hostile face, and go to get the white rubberized swimming cap on his own.

The black hair, which was waist-length, rustled with a pleasant sound.

Vai will resume the hair in her face and gracefully ruffle it out of the way.

“Hey, Satomi! I’ve told you a few times that I don’t want anyone to bother me while I’m swimming to avoid distractions!”

With a little hoarse roar.

“I’m sorry… but I’m worried about Vai… all at once… talk to this… Iida-sensei.

Please… just five minutes!”

As soon as Satomi finished speaking, she went to the chair in front of her and picked up the towel that was sitting there, jogging over to Vai’s side and placing it on her shoulder.

“Rice, Tian? This guy, who is he?”

Zui’s eyes once again went to Harusuke’s.

“That, Mr. Iida, came to the education internship yesterday…”

“I’m a fan of your movie. No, I shouldn’t say that, I’m not a fan of Kitazawa Wei, but a fan of Misato Asashima, a print model who sells very well. Since I wanted to meet with the person in person anyway, I asked Shinohara-san to bring me here. Please advise me more.”

Harusuke walked up to Vai and held out his right hand, but she acted as if she didn’t see it.

“I don’t know any educational interns or anything… I’m sorry, could you please not mention the name Misato Asashima within this school? You guys, the target isn’t me anyway, it’s my body, right?

Heck, nasty!!!”

So then she turned her back on the past and did her own calisthenics.

(Grip, that’s really good. You’re just a kid, but you talk like you’ve seen the world…)

Speechless, Harusuke looked at Vai, only to see Satomi placing her hands in front of her and apologizing over and over.

“Don’t worry about it. Anyway, I’m an ardent supporter of hers… It’s nothing if she treats me like this.”

“I’m sorry, she’s too willful.”

Harusuke and the two of them were talking in whispers, while Vai continued her boring gymnastics as if ignoring them.

(In that case…)

Harusuke was thinking.

If Satomi is the type that has a wholesome and charming look for her age, then Vai is the type that is very straightforward and exudes a strong and vicious aura all over her body.

(It’s really good, I think I can put three fingers in this guy, I really want to be here, and fuck her well!)

Even in “Sonoyama Girls’ Academy”, where all the high-caliber girls are gathered, she has a mature charm that does not match her age, and she has a different kind of presence.

Even after playing with many of these girls with strong and hard personalities, Harusuke’s eyes were still unconsciously drawn to her when it came to Vai.

“Aiya, that’s a shame, if I had a camera with me, I could have taken a good picture of Tojima-san’s private wearing a bathing suit. A first-hand portrait of a real person like this will be bought at a high price no matter which magazine it’s submitted to.”

Harusuke deliberately spoke in a tone that would disturb Vai’s emotions.

She suddenly stopped moving for a split second after hearing it, but immediately resumed continuing her gymnastics.

“Sensei, if you say such things, later she will…”

Satomi panicked and tried to stop Harusuke, but he looked like he didn’t care.

“Misato Asashima’s supporters, however, treat your photos published in magazines as if they were their lives every month. That’s why the chances of seeing a real person in a sexy swimsuit like this one are so few and far between. Of course, you can use this photo to fulfill your own fantasies, and you can also use this photo to satisfy your own dick, as if you are virtually imagining having sex with you, and desperately want to get it. How’s that for a good business? For those little brats in the world, you are definitely greater than any of the world’s greats, you are the absolute queen!”

“┅What exactly are you trying to say?”

Vai spoke in a low, deep voice.

“I didn’t mean to say anything, I just thought it seemed like you were mistaken somewhere, using the name Satomi Tojima and walking by yourself…”

“I told you I don’t want to hear that name again within the school didn’t I? How can an idiot with such a bad memory do a good job as an educational intern? You’re just looking down on people.”

In response to what Harusuke had said, Vai just cursed angrily back.

“Yeah, I’m probably a despiser to about the same degree as you!”

“┅”

Vai’s furious gaze just happened to meet with Harusuke’s, bursting into fierce sparks.

Vai turned his head away first.

Suddenly she jumped into the middle of the pool, only to hear the sound of clattering water as she used her freestyle to swim quickly to the center and stop.

“Let’s say up front, for me now is an opportunity. No matter if you are a teacher or whatever, you have told me more than you can teach, the final result, your own life is up to you, isn’t it? Even if you’re a grade teacher, you don’t have the right to come and ruin my dreams, do you? In short, please don’t come and stop me!!!”

Vai yelled full of emotion, his voice buzzing and echoing around the indoor pool as it slowly faded away.

It was once again back in the middle of the calm space, only to see a beautiful girl who was silently swimming in her swimsuit.

Satomi, who has been guarding Vai by the pool, keeps on helping Vai no matter what Vai says.

“Teacher, please forgive her… Vai may have that kind of attitude, but she really is someone who gets lonely more easily than others… please don’t hate her.”

“How can you hate it, I told you I’m a supporter of Misato Asashima.”

“You’re saying that again… Please be a supporter of Kitazawa Vai too!”

“Yes, but since her character is so twisted, there’s nothing I can do about it, right? Even without my concern, she’s stronger than she thinks, isn’t she? Just let her be, she’s not going to die that way.”

Harusuke joked.

But Satomi took it seriously, and there was sadness between her brows.

“Sensei really! I came to ask Iida-sensei because I couldn’t trust Kashiwagi-sensei!”

“I know, just kidding… but I do wonder what she said and why even Kashiwagi-sensei is so hated by her.”

“I’m not really sure, it seems like they just said that Vai’s photo book was dirty or something… Since then, it seems like she hasn’t even been very active in her classes.”

“Dirty…? That sounds like something that teacher would say. Si, I’ll have another good talk with Kitazawa-san, it’s useless to say anything in this place, isn’t it?”

“Thanks teacher. I’ll let you sneak in another cold beer at my part-time job tomorrow while you eat your burger to your heart’s content.”

Satomi managed to get her smile back.

“Eh? Inside a burger joint with beer on the menu?”

“No. No, but the store manager secretly hid a lot of cans of beer inside the fridge, so I’ll take that and buy the teacher a drink!”

“Ah, that’s right. I don’t really understand, but it seems like something to look forward to. Also, are you okay with your own club activities? Are you going to… special training today?”

After hearing his words, Satomi flushed red and nodded her head, “Yes.”

So after saying goodbye to Satomi, who was heading straight to the stadium, Harusuke had to make a trip back to the staff room first. Suddenly, he saw someone in the pantry, and it turned out to be Aya.

Instead of her usual perky look, she looked very depressed.

Kasuke quietly approached her back and eased in her ear.

“What are you doing?”

“┅！？”

Aya’s eyes widened as he flew back a step.

After looking at Harusuke’s face carefully with very serious eyes for a moment, she immediately returned to her original appearance.

“Bugger… So it’s your teacher, really, don’t scare me like that…”

As it turned out, her answer kind of bordered on stupid.

“What’s the matter, that face?”

“Eh… nothing like that… Aya is always in good spirits no matter what…”

Put is she just barely put on a smile like that and walked off on her own.

“Hey, wait a minute! What’s wrong with you?”

Harusuke tried to call her back, but Aya said, “It’s nothing,” shook her hand at Harusuke, and disappeared into the campus.

After that, Harusuke went to the tennis court, just like yesterday, in order to have a personal training session for Satomi on tennis.

But as luck would have it at this point it suddenly started to drizzle, and in less than a moment it turned into a downpour.

In the corner of the court after the club members had left, Satomi could be seen in her tracksuit, waiting for Harusuke with an umbrella.

“Teacher… today’s special training was stopped due to rain, what a pity!”

Satomi playfully stuck out her tongue and smiled.

It was indeed as she said, but Harusuke’s face had no expression at all said.

“There is no pity for me. On the contrary, Shinohara-san, who has only a few days left before the tournament, will feel pity for not receiving my special training, right?”

“Yeah, very sad!”

As soon as she finished speaking Satomi burst out laughing, sticking her tongue out even longer than she had earlier and making a face at Harusuke.

“You… don’t play tricks on adults. Now that the special training is over, children should go home quickly, don’t stay outside and come back to your mom!”

Harusuke said sternly, causing Satomi’s face to become uninterested for a moment.

“I know, I’m going back.”

After gently shaking her umbrella and bidding Harusuke farewell, she headed for the locker room.

Harusuke was about to go through the generic door in the opposite direction when he did.

Suddenly–

“I’m not a kid anymore!”

Behind him came Satomi’s voice. Harusuke snapped his head back, there was no longer half a person there.

So that’s when he moved to Riho’s house.

Of course, even though this was Kashiwagi’s request and his first home visit, I’m afraid Riho doesn’t even know about it, Harusuke thought to himself.

Riho’s home is in an ordinary apartment.

Harusuke knocked twice with his fist against the door, which was made of wood whose skin had peeled off, and the result was different than expected; a moment later Riho came to open the door.

“That…”

Facing Riho, who was a bit puzzled, Chunsuke’s tone was neither threatening nor joking… just as if he had come to collect the newspaper fee, and spoke in a light manner.

“What I came for, you know?”

“┅”

She gripped the doorknob, and then her whole body froze.

“Ms. Kashiwagi is worried about you… You didn’t come to class today… She thinks it’s because you’re worried about something related to the university exams…”

“┅”

“No?”

“┅”

“That incident wasn’t the reason you didn’t come to school today, was it?”

“┅”

“In order not to bother Ms. Kashiwagi so much, I think I should be honest with her about what I saw…”

“┅Does it mean that Kashiwagi-sensei already knows!”

“How can I say this. A student in your own class, and one like you at that, to commit that kind of criminal and shameful behavior.”

Kousuke raised his voice especially for the “crime” and “shame” parts.

At that moment, a sudden surge of blood could be seen on Riho’s ghastly white face.

“Anyway, let’s talk slowly. In any case, I was asked to come for a home visit by that Kashiwagi-sensei who had a big misunderstanding. This is not a game… but a very important job for me.”

After hesitating for a while, Riho said in a mosquito-like voice, “Please… come in.”

The room inside was a bit too small even for a kitchen, it was simply a plain and small space. There was also another room inside, which seemed to be a study that Riho used as a bedroom.

Whether it’s the ceiling or the refrigerator, or the gas stove, or even the round electric light hanging from the ceiling, it gives the impression of poor living and overuse.

But in the corner area where the runner was placed, it unexpectedly looked as if it was new, making Harusuke’s feeling a bit strange.

“First time I’ve met you, my daughter has often been in your care… I am, Riho’s mother.”

With a cordial greeting, the mother who came out to greet Kasuke seemed to have realized that Kasuke would come and made a very prepared move.

In contrast to her daughter, who had her hair cut short and blonde, and wore a light brown cardigan shirt and a black leather skirt, the kind of youthful dress that made it hard to believe she had a daughter of that age.

Though she didn’t wear glasses, it looked like Riho got her genes from her mom by the beautiful face and the biceps that protruded from her shirt.

This…

Harusuke’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to his mother, who was sitting on the chair, the area between her legs.

Because the skirt was very short, it was as if it was teasing him, and the light purple panties inside were hidden as if they could be seen.

(Well… there’s something wrong with a woman with such a great body living in a slum-like house like this)

Harusuke’s bad thoughts flared up again.

(Personally, I’m more interested in her mother than her…)

Confused about the situation, he was alone in this thought, his words actually shame gradually rose, a little suppressed.

However, that kind of lustful sight, as soon as it landed on this mother and daughter, that kind of desperate and pitiful aura released by the two people together, finally calmed him down again.

“This… mother looks very young, how old is she?”

Unable to remain silent, Harusuke opened his mouth to ask the question.

“I was about nineteen years old when I had this child… you can figure out the rest!”

Mother’s face flushed a little as she put her head down.

“In that case… you must be 30… 6, right? Hey, it’s hard to tell. I guess people always think of you as a college girl.”

“Ha… Teacher… you’re so… funny… even a college girl is too…”

There was an embarrassed smile, but it was not to be denied.

From her mother’s words, she knew that she and her divorced ex-husband were in a relationship as seniors and younger siblings during their university days, and they got married when they were students because they had Riho.

Later, after she was divorced, she relied on her insurance business to support both mother and daughter.

However, to Harusuke’s surprise, that wasn’t the only thing he saw, but rather her daughter’s frequent assistance in socializing was something she seemed to know about as a mother.

And that means that as a mother, she’s not going to ask her to stop this behavior, illustrating the shitty living situation they’re in, needing to go out and scrape by every day, every day, to make money.

“I’m ashamed to say that… I’m in a financial situation where I simply can’t afford to send this young child to a fine arts university.

I’m useless, but this is the reality…”

The mother said with an expression filled with bitterness.

“So… so… I could only use that method… to earn money for college… the only way to earn money for a short period of time was… that…”

Riho, who had been silent all this time, though she wanted to make it clear that it was only at this point that she actually said what she was feeling.

“I… I… at first, I didn’t intend to… have sex, get paid, or anything like that. I know it’s a crime to have sexual intercourse… but… but… sometimes when I was walking down the street, I was approached by middle-aged men who said, ‘I’ll give you 50,000 yen if you go to karaoke with me’… that’s why… that’s why I… I thought, ‘It’s okay to go out with them’… I wasn’t just trying to make money like the other kids… I didn’t want to earn money for going out like other kids.”

“I see… So let me ask you, last night, when you met me… during the two hours you were in that hotel, do you dare to say that you only sang with that gentleman?”

“Uh, that…”

Riho stiffened again with his mouth half-open.

“Aid sex in the beginning, going to karaoke and giving fifty thousand dollars, I know all of that. I’m not refraining from believing you, but there’s no way that the horny old men of this world, whichever guy they are, are satisfied with just singing with high school girls. Last night, that unassuming looking old man, what exactly did you do with him to pass the time? At this point in time, just tell me honestly!”

Harusuke’s attitude towards Riho had changed along with his tone and attitude were visible.

Riho, however, just scrunched her body into a ball and kept shaking.

“How am I supposed to know if you don’t talk? How far did it really go?”

“The… the most… the last…”

“At the end? That means a full set of sex?”

Riho put her head down and nodded slightly.

Harusuke compared the look of this beautiful girl to the look of her mother, who had been sitting next to her, listening to her.

Suddenly I felt a complex sense of pleasure.

“Mother… what do you say? Doesn’t it really bother you that your favorite daughter is going out to cuddle with men around her father’s age, have sex, earn a lot of money, and then come back home… in order to earn money for her tuition?”

His aim shifted from Riho to her mother.

There was a small tremor in her cheeks, but it couldn’t escape Harusuke’s eyes.

“What a cruel thing to ask, Teacher… Surely this kind of thing must be very sad? As a mother, I’m in pain and I can’t bear it… but there’s nothing I can do. There’s no way I can send this child to art school on my own… Please, I’ll do whatever I can… I really, really beg you. Just forget about what happened to Riho!”

There were already tears in the frames of her mother’s eyes on both sides, and she rose from her chair and immediately dropped to her knees on the spot.

“Please… this is my lifelong request…”

“Sr… Teacher… I also… I also ask you that I will never cause trouble for anyone… so… Teacher, please!”

That’s when Riho knelt down in unison.

“I hope you’re a little more understanding, you mother and daughter have already given me trouble!”

Harusuke spoke quietly while both men looked at him at the same time.

“So, Kawaii… I kind of understand a little bit why this particular thing happened after I heard you tell me what really happened. But as I said, the fact that I actually witnessed the scene of a student in my own class her selling sex is something I don’t know how to let go of.”

“No, that’s, so Teacher…”

“Then I have to ask my mother, if I were to pretend that I didn’t see this for personal reasons, and if the school authorities found out about it, what would happen to me? ┅You two, mother and daughter, were wrong in the first place, but I, who had absolutely nothing to do with selling sex, would have been charged with something and suffered disciplinary action together. And my future would be ruined. How are you going to be responsible for becoming such a liability when the time comes, mother?”

There was no attempt at intimidation, Harusuke was just being honest about what he had thought of.

But Riho’s mother somehow read the implication of the words.

In other words, if you want Chunsuke to help them, you have to be prepared to give them a considerable amount in return…” “I see. If you are willing to swear that you will never speak of this incident with Riho, I can make an offer… If you don’t mind my body, I can offer it to you now…”

“Uh, is this… true?”

After hearing that Harusuke also froze.

Although this look is the best and the best thing to do, but once the fantasy comes true, it is a bit overwhelming instead.

(Naru wa… How in the world can this be such a good thing? I didn’t threaten him, he just asked for it. At this rate, now I don’t have to be polite at all!) He cringed a little, but since that was the way her mother wanted it, there was nothing he could do about it.

┅No, it’s actually a good thing to ask for.

“Kawaii-san, that’s how it is lo. What a mother who loves her daughter. Listen, don’t resent me, when all is said and done, it’s all your fault for getting into trouble and then having to let you, your mother, take the punishment on your behalf, be grateful to her.”

Harusuke took advantage of the situation and said something smug, while Riho just showed a bleak and desperate expression and kept looking at him.

“Teacher, is what I saw last night… really nothing?”

“Ah, for the sake of our mutual future, there is no second way to go but this.”

“I… know…”

Riho spoke in a barely audible voice before being urged by her mother to slowly walk into the room inside.

“Then, Sensei, please teach me more…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Mother herself unbuttoned the front buttons of her shirt, one by one, one by one… from top to bottom.

The way she moved, you could tell that she was very nervous, but you could see Harusuke’s anxious and pleasurable look.

“It’s been too long since I’ve done this, so I may be a bit clumsy… Teacher, please be kind.”

When the buttons were all undone, I didn’t realize that the words coming out of my mother’s mouth would be so seductive to Harusuke.

(This woman, even though she says she’s doing it for her daughter’s sake and then has to sacrifice herself, I think she actually wants to get a little bit of me herself!)

As he thought that, interesting thoughts floated through Harusuke’s mind.

He himself didn’t have much experience with SM behavior…

But he thought it would be more enjoyable for himself if he tied this mother up with a rope and put on a rape show.

And the mother isn’t just doing things with him, more or less ‘willing to put up with it for her daughter’s sake’?

It just so happened that in the corner of the kitchen, there was a very thick rope for tying things up.

Harusuke quickly sat her down in the chair.

Tying her hands around her back, she then peeled off her bra, centering it around her ample breasts and tying only the upper half of her body tightly.

“Hmph, it’s true that mature women are different. Just tied with a rope like this, that feeling of humility naturally radiates. Just like this, spread your thighs a little more. That’s right… Auntie’s sexy panties need to be visible for me to see them clearly.”

Riho’s mother tilted her head in a bit of a dilemma, but stretched her feet into a V shape as Harusuke said.

“Auntie has a lot of hair. If you look closely like this, you can see a lot of curly hair on both sides of the panties. I don’t think this is a good idea. I don’t know who might be able to get a peek… Look at me… if you look at me like this…”

Harusuke pressed his face close between her legs, his eyes staring straight at her panties, and reached down to play with the exposed hairs.

“No, don’t… don’t look at that place!”

Despite her verbal resistance, she spread her thighs even wider when Harusuke slid his fingers inside from the side of her panties.

“Oh, is it already like this? Auntie, this isn’t good… it’s already so wet… what will happen if I keep doing this?”

While Harusuke was provoking with his words, the other side was diving his fingers into the secret pussy and rubbing them in a zigzag manner.

“Oh… oh… ah… uh, ah…”

“It’s a good feeling, so I’ll add another finger… if I move it like this…”

Harusuke overlapped his index and middle fingers, moving them back and forth through his body like a tornado.

The sound made by a kind of glued substance, such as pah-lap, pah-lap, clatter…, echoed in the room.

“ah… ha… ah… ah… ah… ah…”

“By the way, add another… ah, forget it, why don’t I just put the fingers of my right hand, all five of them together, and stick them into the gulf of your great flood, Auntie!”

The two previous fingers, plus the ring finger, pinky and thumb.

Squeezing in as if swallowing it whole, he kept tickling back and forth on the left and right side of the inner wall.

“Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”

Riho’s mother’s gasps slowly increased in pitch by as much as an octave as Harusuke’s fingers moved.

And the overflow of lewdness just completely leaked the panties wet.

But even if that wasn’t the case, through the sheer textured panties, the peach colored flower lips could be seen just as if they were salivating.

Harusuke suddenly pulled his right hand out of his honey hole.

Whether it was on the five fingers or on the palms of the hands or on the nails they were all covered in thick, sticky love juice.

Even the white foamy object that signaled her arrival at the apex was attached to it.

Harusuke purposely moved his fingers in front of her, asking her to smell himself.

“Oooh wow, this smells so good. Not bad for missing a man’s dick, the smell of a woman in her thirties.”

“No, don’t say that…”

Harusuke shoved a handful of fingers into the mouth of her who kept shaking her head.

“How is it? The flavor in your own flower lips… maybe it’s been too long since you’ve used it, and it tastes a bit sour?”

“Uh, uh… ah… ah, no, don’t…”

Harusuke smeared the fragrant secretion all over, starting from his mouth to his chin and cheeks.

And looking at such a lascivious image, he had been unable to resist, pulling down his pants and grabbing the word out of the side of his underwear as soon as he could.

Looking at the slightly charred black colored thingy, it held a firm angle of elevation towards the ceiling.

In front of that swollen dick, there was transparent obscene water glistening.

“I… can’t help it anymore, it’s hard as steel. Auntie, after you separated from your husband… how did you comfort yourself alone during the lonely nights?”

On the breasts that were particularly prominent due to the rope tying them up so that all parts were suppressed, Harusuke pressed upward with his own dick.

“It’s been a long time since a guy like that rubbed your boobs, hasn’t it? How does it feel? Is it so comfortable that it makes both the upper and lower mouths jump for joy?”

As soon as the tip of the penis stimulated the erect nipple with strong or weak stimulation, Riho’s mother’s body shook with “OOOOO…”.

“Don’t scream too loud, it’ll be heard by little Riho, yo. Auntie, what would that little child think if she saw this kind of shameless behavior?”

He deliberately said this while rubbing his penis against Riho’s mother’s breasts, neck and chin…

“What’s wrong with you? Do you want to keep it in your mouth? Or is it because it’s not good for her to see it… so let’s stop?”

Chunsuke ran along the edge of her lips, slowly letting the wet tongue crawl along the side, so that we saw her red tongue, which was high in lust, slightly… slightly… seemingly stretching out as if it was going to chase after the tongue.

But, badgering him, he purposely let the words move slowly along the subtle places where her tongue couldn’t touch them.

At this point the anxious woman kept her tongue out and very nastily slobbered all around her mouth.

“Want it? Want it that bad?”

“aaah… aaah…”

All the while, as if moaning, he immediately nodded his head frequently.

“Want something then?”

“aaah… aaah… aaah…”

“Answer properly, what do you want?”

At that moment, Harusuke shoved that word into her half-closed, half-opened mouth in one gulp.

“Uh… uh… ah… ah… uh… oh… oh…”

She wailed though for a moment as she found it hard to breathe.

But it didn’t take long for the words and the body and other places to be filled with heat and saliva from her tongue.

“Hey, don’t be quiet, I told you to answer, huh? What do you want? What do you want? Don’t grunt and don’t say anything.”

Kasuke placed one foot on top of the chair her mother was sitting on and held her face from both sides with both hands as she kept moving back and forth.

“Uh-huh… ohhhh… ohhhh…”

Her lips, on the other hand, took on a marvelous shape and kept letting the word go in and out of them.

Harusuke suddenly pulled out that dick in another breath, and that dick, which was covered in either lewd water or saliva, was just now in full view of his mother.

“If you don’t say anything, I’ll just… I’ll just have fun by myself. You want it, don’t you? What do you want? Ha… ha… ha… ah… ah… ah… I’m going to come out… Hey… hurry up or I’m going to come out. What do you want?”

Half of Kasuke was acting, and half of him was just rubbing himself because his urges had gotten to a certain point.

“Ah… want… Lao… teacher… little… brother…”

Riho’s mother finally screamed out while rubbing her legs together.

“My dick, why do you want it? If it’s not complete to the end, I could really cum in front of you yo!”

He suppressed the joy in his own heart, and deliberately rubbed his dick beside his cheek to himself again in front of Riho’s mother.

“No… I can’t do that… ah… ah… please… it’s unbearable… please, Teacher… make my there… comfortable with that…!!!”

Coming from the mouth of someone as beautiful as Riho her mother, Harusuke really felt his sense of conquest being satisfied.

“Well, if you want it so bad, I’ll give you what you want. Hurry up and show your pussy!”

She stood up very quickly, and then, as Harusuke said, lifted her ass up.

Harusuke caught her ass from both sides and impatiently lifted her skirt up.

Instead of removing the soaked panties, he shoved the dick through the slit next to the panties.

“Oooooooooh! …”

Mother looked up and gasped.

“What? The long-awaited real one?”

“Ah… ah… well… ah… ah… so, so good… it’s coming! Aaah… hoo… ohhhh…”

She was coming tighter than expected inside, surrounded by a warm slippery mucous membrane from the apex of her sponge to the root.

“I feel so good too, Auntie’s pussy… is so comfortable, I’m going to die!”

He had entered the realm of oblivion and kept moving forward with what he had.

…In fact, Chunsuke knew that the window in the next room had been slightly open since a while ago, and that Riho had been peeping out from there, (Hoo-hoo… see?). Seeing your mother become such a woman, such a beast, such a wild and nasty woman!)

And in the last position, the part where he and her mother were joined, Harusuke shifted his body a bit, just enough to be in a position where Riho could see clearly.

Of course the mother, whose consciousness had flown off to nowhere, had no time to find out about it.

“ah… ah… ah… ah… yah… going… going! .”

The mother let out a cry similar to that of a wild animal at this point.

“I… I… also…. came… out!!!”

So again, after several more such in-and-outs, he pulled the word out as it was, and aimed the apex, which was about to drain, in the direction of Riho, who was peeking in.

Shoo… shoo… shoo…

Just so much and intense juice, with the sound of the crash, outlining a marvelous artistic painting.