Sakura Gakuen Costume Show ～Costume Queen Selection Battle～ (1)

Prologue frequently and gently kissed the sleepy eyes of Mon 

Nanako Sakazaki stood in the doorway of the house diagonally across from her own.

She rang the doorbell out of habit, but, as usual, also entered without waiting for a response.

“Good morning… good day, ma’am.”

“Good morning! Nanako. This Kousuke guy is still sleeping oh! Please beat him up to wake him up!”

Nanako ran up to the second floor in one breath and immediately opened the door to her right.

Slightly larger than a six-pack, it’s a very simple room with only a desk and a colorful box with comics on it.

Hiding under a blanket and slumbering in the middle of the room was Fujii Kousuke.

Since she seemed to be sleeping comfortably, Neko mischievously made a paper twist out of one of the tissues next to her pillow and tickled Kousuke’s nose.

Despite that, Kousuke didn’t get up right away and turned around mumbling something.

Feeling amused by this, Nanako simply straddled Kousuke’s body and braced herself on the ground with both hands and blew into Kousuke’s ear.

“Uh… Joo-suk.”

Kousuke spoke in his sleep, and at the same time, hugged Nanako.

“Wait… this..! You can’t joke… play… laugh…”

Kousuke’s lips pressed against Nayoko’s lips who had lost her balance.

“Ah…!”

Kousuke suddenly jumped up instantly. Wiping the foam from his mouth, he grabbed between his legs.

“What are you doing! That big pervert!”

“Um… what are you going to do to my precious vitals!”

“This is the best way for you! …hurry up and come eat!”

Rolling over, Nanako left the room as quickly as she could.

Nanako closed the door and touched her lips slightly.

…was kissed by Kousuke.

Kousuke got dressed and entered the kitchen, where Nayoko was already chewing on her toast with one hand.

Why did mom ask this guy to prepare breakfast? She could have just gone to the convenience store… “Ah..! You don’t look like you want to eat!”

“No… it’s delicious!”

In fact, the rude-looking Neko guy’s cooking was quite delicious. However, Kousuke rather disliked it because he always felt a bit taken care of.

“Mitsuko told me you confessed to someone again!?”

“… It’s not like this has anything to do with you.”

“Remember that was a year ago to Shigeomori Jououe, and I heard that it was on your way home when you suddenly confessed to someone on the playground? Then of course you’d be rejected by the person.”

“You oh… see cute girls like this right away. It’s been labeled as a sign.”

“¡°What?”

“You’re an irredeemable pervert. I defended you by saying, ‘It’s nothing like that, it’s just a stupid thing to do.’ But how many times have you been in high school so far? It’s been like this since middle school, so maybe you’ve been rejected a million times? Hey… Have you ever succeeded?”

Kousuke didn’t reply, putting down his chopsticks and picking up the milk on the table and drinking it in one gulp.

“In that case when I just woke you up, you were talking in your sleep and shouting Jusu’s name.”

“You guy, no care at all will annoy people oh!”

Suddenly Nanako’s cheeks reddened and her vermilion lips half-opened.

“Hey! I’m not interested in that kind of thing.”

Nanako cried out in a rather low voice.

“It’s always rude to run into a high school boy’s room, isn’t it? It’s also true that a girl like you who isn’t half as seductive as you are won’t have anyone sneak up on you so you don’t need to worry about it, right?”

Seeing Nanako’s silence and lack of response, Kousuke ate more and more and talked more and more.

“You guys, don’t you have an underclassmen support group? Maybe there’s still gossip on you, too?”

P..!

There was a loud thud, and Nanako slapped Kousuke hard across the face.

Kousuke was surprised to see the tears that were about to well up in Nanako’s eye frames.

“I’ll go first!”

Nanako flew out the door.

Kousuke also left the house in a panic with his school bag.

Chasing after Nako, who was running with her short skirt flying, Kousuke sighed.

Oops!

Ah…

For a sudden instant, it seemed that he heard a strange noise and looked back towards the door of his house.

The only thing parked on the road was a black Cadillac.

Kousuke sidled his head a bit in confusion and began to hurry to turn on his way to the school again.

“Uh… ah… phew… no… okay… can’t do this…”

The sound Kousuke heard was the delicate sound of a woman trembling with pleasure, and it was definitely the right sound coming from inside the Cadillac.

“The target has left home. Let’s go to school too.”

A man’s voice came out of the speaker.

Listening to the voice was a boy of seventeen or eight as well as a girl who had been serving him.

The boy eyed Kousuke’s home as well as Kousuke from behind the car’s reflective glass.

The boy let the girl climb up his body.

The girl’s private parts were translucent red from the stimulation of the boy’s fingers, and a drenching from the slow flow of hot liquid.

Turning slightly, the boy began to savor the agape.

With a gasp, and changing the direction of her body, the girl began to lick and suck on the rod that was coated with her own and the boy’s bodily fluids.

“It’s up to you to act in school.”

The girl nodded as she gazed into the boy’s face with eyes full of joy.

As she was about to lick her own pubic juices that flowed to the back of her testicles, the girl noticed an unnatural pink heart pattern on the inside of the boy’s leg.

“Ah…?”

The boy began to be rude in order to distract the girl.

Then a cold, sudden thrust.

The boy’s emotions, heightened to the extreme by the gentle tongue technique, were now poised to explode.

Unapologetically, he let loose in the girl’s deepest place.

At that moment, the voice of the man in the front seat came over the speaker.

“Young master needs to hurry up and go to school. It’s the first day of classes after the transfer.”

“Got it.”

Love juice and boy’s cum dripped between her legs, and the girl was already close to semi-delirium from her orgasm.

Grabbing the girl’s hair to keep her cheeks up, he put something into the loose and half-open girl’s mouth, once again making her use her tongue.

“Once more…”

From the submissive girl’s mouth came a gush of obscenity.

After letting her cleanly lick up the fluids of both men and women, the boy hurriedly straightened his uniform.

The boy’s name was Kamiya Soutarou, and his revenge began on this day.

Stepping out of the car, he headed towards St. Sakura Academy.

Chapter 1: The Beauty Minister of Cross-Dressing Paranoia

The woman in the very revealing bikini style armor ran over with a brisk shake of her shoulders and arms.

Fujii Kousuke, who had taken a shortcut out of the back door of the club building, froze for a full ten seconds as he saw a sight that he didn’t see on a daily basis.

“Gotcha!”

Just as Kousuke was fuming the bikini-armored woman who ran over just in time to get caught in Kousuke’s wrist hold.

“Ha… ha… (gasps) Okja Jae,… will you wait here,… are you still breathing?”

While regulating her breathing, the armored woman tightened her grip on Kousuke’s wrist.

After a while, Kousuke finally came back to his senses as his wrists felt the parted bodice and the full, soft mounds.

“¿… Hey, please inter… this…?”

A state of affairs that is still out of grasp despite returning to the cleansing consciousness.

“Hmm… Oh, maybe it’s my type! Isn’t it just the right man for my purpose? It’s cute to have a little bit of a dumb look that lacks motherly love. Hello, you don’t have a girlfriend, do you?”

Listening to the words of the  armored woman, unconsciously nodded.

“That’s nice, so this is for you!”

The woman finished her sentence and put a flyer into Kousuke’s hand.

“A newbie’s custom? Uh…?”

The flirty words and actions of the bikini-armored woman gave Kousuke a hint.

After this shock, a sudden memory flashed through his mind.

“Ah… uh… oh! Morigaoka Katsumi!”

“Awww! You know me?”

A third year girl who is one of the top three beauties in the academy and is known as one of the seven weirdest girls in the academy, the “Enigma Beauty” because of her strange behavior.

It’s said that because she’s so weird, all the boyfriends she’s had so far have run off with their tails between their legs… “It’s a pretty gutsy thing to say about her when I’m in front of her.”

“Ouch… Ouch… Ouch… Ouch… Aaah! Did you say it accidentally?”

“From the Seven Incredible Places of the Academy… wait… don’t run away!”

“What the hell is going on?”

“Check out that flyer yo!”

Miss Sakura Gakuen’s campaign manager?

“Hey, how about it? Become a recognized agent of our Activity Research Association and train a drag queen together!”

St. Sakura Gakuen’s traditional beauty contest is not the reason why you have to dress up to participate in it, and the first female student will be called the queen of dress-up.

Male students go wild for lewd dress-up costumes, while female students get to fulfill their transformational desires.

It’s a routine event that’s a big deal every year.

“It’s better to just look at it.”

“Why do you say such negative things? Refusing the request of such a beautiful beauty. Are you still a man or not? Being an agent allows you to talk to girls without any inhibitions! It’s great! You’re so…”

Completely immersed in his own world and for some reason dropping Kouzumi, who was trying to convince him to become an agent, with his hand held high, Kousuke hurriedly ran to his class.

“Dressing up as a beautiful woman…”

In the classroom, Kousuke mumbled as he looked at the flyer that Kouzumi had given him. It’s nice to be close to girls, but…

“Oh! You want to be the manager of the dress-up girls? Want to make Nanako a drag queen?”

Seeing the flyer on Kousuke’s desk, Miyake in the next seat asked in hot pursuit.

Miyake is a weird guy who claims to be a uniformed paranoid despite his young age.

It was at this moment that the tutor, whose face was filled with a feeling of exhaustion, walked into the classroom.

“Today before the assembly begins, introduce the new students.”

After the class advisor finished speaking, the boy wearing a dark blue student uniform with a zipper on the front seemed to have entered the classroom at the right time, and his seemingly elegant face and tall height attracted everyone’s attention.

Transfer students walk up to the lectureship at will.

The eyes of the class were focused on him.

Write your name in clear letters in the center of the board.

“I’m Kamiya Soutarou.”

The transfer student introduces himself or herself in a slightly higher but deeper pitch.

“Until the uniform textbooks are complete…”

Soutarou removes a piece of information from his mentor’s speech.

“I’m sorry, Sensei, but this uniform of mine is completely customized. My principle is not to wear any other uniform than this one. This is a certificate of permission from the chairman of the board of governors.”

The classroom started to go haywire at this unexpected move.

“Ah! Well, let’s forget about the uniform for now…”

“Teacher, there’s a problem. Is Kamiya-san the same Kamiya Foundation…”

Soutarou ruffled the hair that covered his forehead with his right hand, and then, threw a wonderful smile towards the schoolgirl.

“Hee… I’m still caught in the act. I was planning not to be so conspicuous, but still, I see in your eyes a noble man who is the sole successor of the Kamiya Foundation, right?”

The moment Soutarou replied, a chorus of girls’ screams as well as the sound of a boy’s open soda rang out from inside the classroom.

The mentor clapped his hands hastily at this point, and the classroom was calm again.

“So, Kamiya’s seat is…”

Without waiting for instructions from the tutor, Kamiya walked towards the empty seat in the center row of the classroom, third from the back, pulled out a chair and sat down.

“Teacher, I was sitting right here.”

“Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Well, then, the lesson begins.”

Kamiya whispered to the female student at the next table.

“Excuse me, is it possible to sit next to you?”

“Ah! It’s okay, more instruction, oh.”

The moment her eyes met, the girl became shy for no better reason than to turn red.

By chance his eyes shifted to the side of the window, just in time to meet up with Kousuke.

Then Kamiya gave Kousuke a grimace.

This day seems to have been created entirely for Kamiya.

During a box jump in gym class, Kamiya landed a perfect sideways one-time slalom landing gaining the appreciation of his classmates and teachers who specialized in gym.

During the time spent in physics class, the results of the impact experiment were prepared as well as the formulae for mathematical and qualitative analysis, and Kamiya asked many questions of his classmates and teachers who specialized in physics.

However, Kousuke always felt this superiority-filled Kamiya’s sight towards his own direction. What an annoying guy.

During the time of art class, Kamiya days a portrait of Nako as a model day.

During his English class, Kousuke sees Kamiya secretly helping Nako, who is having trouble translating into English.

Each time, Kousuke felt angry for some reason.

Even Nako, who was often told by her friends, “You’re so slow, you guy”, realized that Kamiya was deliberately looking for opportunities to get close to her. And that made Kousuke anxious.

Nanako sneaked a dark smile.

Although it is not  the same when you see the means used by the heroine to try to understand the thoughts of the protagonist in serials and so on, you can still understand this kind of mentality.

Nako, whose mood had turned for the better, became lenient with Kousuke as well.

After class, he called out to Kousuke, who had picked up his bag and wanted to leave his seat, and gave him a gentle smile.

“Kousuke.”

“¡®What’s wrong?”

“Uh… Is there something you want to tell me?”

Kousuke’s eyes shifted to Kamiya behind Nanako.

“What the hell are you trying to say?”

Showing a light smile in order to hide his feelings, Kousuke asked so rhetorically.

Unconsciously, Naoko also showed an impatient expression.

“Always holding grudges, this kind of character is not good!”

“Thanks, I’m not very well educated.”

“Ha… Are you jealous?”

“What are you talking about, this overconfident woman!”

“You’re the one who’s still harboring a grudge against my indifference just now, aren’t you? That’s the kind of personality that gets you dumped right away…”

Kousuke suddenly raised his hand and Nanako closed her eyes tightly. But after a long wait there was still no movement.

Opening his eyes, Kamiya, who had been standing behind him, had somehow stood beside him and grabbed Kousuke’s wrist.

Kousuke’s remorse turned into a feeling of flames that seemed to be spewing out of his eyes.

The sight of Kousuke was blinding. Nanako dropped her head away.

From the afterglow, he realizes that Kousuke and Kamiya are leaving.

“Is that what it looks like?”

Kousuke walked back then rudely closed the door and left the classroom.

Stupid Kousuke! Stupid Kousuke! Kousuke the Octopus!

Nanako felt like taking spray paint and painting the whole school.

“Sakazaki… Sakazaki…”

“¿…? Ah… yes, yes.”

Nanako’s eyes met those of Kamiya, who seemed to be peering at her because she was so worried, and suddenly felt shy.

“Is it possible to be able to show me around the school if you can?”

Nanako was a bit overwhelmed.

But it would be impossible to get rid of the anger if we went home now.

“Yeah!”

Kousuke, who had slammed the door roughly and gone out into the hallway, was still angry.

Going down to the first floor, I walked near the storage box where I kept my shoes, but then became a little regretful.

It felt like a bit of a stupid thing to do, but it seemed even more stupid if I went back to Nanako to say I was sorry.

Kousuke swung around and swung in the direction of the atrium.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

“… Hey… Hey, wait a minute, didn’t you hear me? Hello.”

At that moment, there was a girl who was posing and bending her waist and tilting her neck like she was peeking, while swinging her right hand in front of Kousuke.

From the color of the ribbons, it looks like a third grader.

“Hello! Underclassmen this morning.”

“Aww, Sencho…”

“Right answer. Um…, you’ll sign up, right? It’s all developed so much.”

“What?”

Here it is, the access road directly in front of the society building.

“What… what’s wrong? You’re staring!”

“No… yes, I was thinking that you’d be quite nice if you weren’t dressed so strangely, Sencho.”

“That’s my style. What’s your opinion?”

It felt like a strange style but it didn’t say so.

Although her personality was a bit strange, Morigaoka Kouzumi was indeed very pretty, and Kousuke loved talking to beautiful girls.

“Yeah, first things first, sign up. Come to our classroom at the Society Research Club, I’ll buy you a cup of tea.”

“No… no.”

“What, something to complain about? You can openly pick up a beautiful beauty at school, and you can make her happily a costumed girl! It’s a man’s dream, an emperor’s enjoyment.”

Although it sounds good to talk about it all in one go, but… “Come on, please. We’re running out of time. We’re at the end of our rope. If you sign up now, you’ll be rewarded with a special prize.”

“No need for that sort of thing. Besides, I don’t like asking for trouble.”

“What this kind of thing, rude oh, so hesitant, your kind of personality will never like girls oh!”

That’s right, my cesium isn’t a hesitant personality! Kousuke made up his mind and ran.

“Wait… hello…”

“Sorry, things just popped into my head.”

Leaving behind Kouzumi, who was beating her chest in remorse, Kousuke quickly advanced towards the classroom.

Nanako takes Kamiya on a tour of the special classroom as well as the chapel and other facilities.

“This is the music classroom. Oh? No activities today.”

Kamiya walked into the classroom and went straight to the piano. Then, randomly pressed a key.

“Kamiya, do you play the piano?”

Kamiya gently pressed a chord with his left hand. Like the sound of water flowing, it matched the melody of the right hand, while the left hand played the bass and a few chords.

“Ah, is this Beethoven?”

“Yes, the piano piece No. 10 Pi ‘Moonlight’.” Guided by Kamiya, Nayoko spoke eloquently.

Hmm?

Has Nanako gone back already?

Inside the classroom there were about ten students chatting away, but there was no Naiko in sight.

“I’m looking for Sakazaki?” There was a girl standing in front of the classroom.

“Uh-oh!”

“I’m looking for it too, and I’m told that they’re showing transfer students around the school… so why don’t we look for it together?

”

The one who spoke to Kousuke was a cute girl with blonde hair and tanned wheat-colored skin.

Cute looking but not Kousuke’s favorite type, only a seventy-five.

Kousuke, who even graded the scores well, was a bit amused himself.

“Great! What’s your name?”

“Shidoumi, Endo Shidoumi.”

“So, let’s go!”

Kousuke was the first to set out to check out the nearest art classroom.

“Sakazaki, it seems like she likes Kousuke quite a bit.”

“I’m sorry if it’s not, but you look like you have a sad face.”

“¡¡No!”

“Is it because of me?”

“There’s no such thing. It’s all Kousuke’s fault…”

“Do you realize that I want to be with you?”

Nanako nodded in silence.

“I recognized you at first sight.”

“How can…”

“You’re long and pretty and gentle. If only Fujii knew how good you are.”

“You’re quite considerate!”

“Only a little disturbed.”

Kamiya spoke jokingly.

Kousuke might not remember…

Nanako’s fingers subconsciously touched her own lips that had been kissed while Kousuke slept.

“No problem, it’s only fair that Fujii be able to understand as well.”

“But…”

Naturally Kamiya’s hand went to Nanako’s shoulder.

Lifting his head he found Kamiya’s serious face leaning quite close.

“Nako!”

Suddenly, Kousuke’s voice reached Nanako’s ears.

By this sudden voice calling her name, Nayoko awoke from a sweet feeling of being hypnotized.

One look at the entrance and Kousuke was standing there.

Nanako was stunned as she watched Kousuke’s changing expression of surprise, anger and then disinterest… “This is, by no means, as you think… what is the best way to put it?”

“It’s my fault for disturbing you two. And you say others move too fast, you yourself are faster than anyone!”

As if trying to interrupt Nanako’s reasoning that she couldn’t make sense of, Kousuke flew off the handle and said a bunch of words filled with sarcasm.

“Where the hell did you think you were going, dumbass!”

Nanako does start to get angry and fight back.

“Isn’t it wrong for someone to be a transfer student when you talk in that tone?”

Nako felt more sad than angry at Kousuke’s cynicism. Kousuke turned his head back and prepared to walk out of the classroom.

“Wait a minute.”

Nayoko panicked and pulled at Kousuke’s wrist.

Kousuke swung his entire wrist back slightly, shaking Nanako’s hand away.

“Ah!”

Nanako, who had lost her balance due to the reaction force, fell to the floor behind her as if she had been ejected.

“Stop making such vile speculations.”

After Kamiya said this, he reached his hand out to Nanako.

Nanako looked at Kousuke, who was facing away from him and clenching his fists.

“Nanako, are there any injuries?”

“Leave her alone, this one is very strong! It’s okay.”

Kousuke said still looking away.

Nanako was suddenly furious as the blood rushed to her head at this point.

However, before Nayoko’s anger erupted, Kamiya pulled the white item out of his pocket and threw it at Kousuke.

There was a snap, and the white glove hit Kousuke in the cheek.

“Not only is violence against a girl and such disgraceful words unforgivable, I’m going to war against you!

”

Kousuke’s original fuming expression suddenly turned to anger.

“Not bad! Excellent.”

Nako, who had regained her composure, stepped in between them and said, “Wait… wait… what are you doing? Don’t do such a stupid thing.”

“I see. It’s the way of barbarians to solve everything by force. I’ll tell you what… I’m told that there’s a very special routine at this school… um… it’s a drag queen event. I’ll team up with Naiko, and you find a candidate for the crown, and whoever gets the most votes will win. Basically, based on Nanako’s beauty, you’re going to lose.”

“It’s settled! Basically it’s really hard to go all out even with a girl like Nanako as a candidate!”

“Someone as stupid as you seems destined to lose!”

Kousuke immediately rolled over at this point and left the music classroom.

After leaving the music classroom, Kousuke realized that the girl who had originally come with him was nowhere to be found.

“It’s kind of hard to stay in that situation…”

Kousuke explained with such a mumble.

“Nanako, I’m sorry for making rash decisions on my own.”

“Well um, it’s not your fault Kamiya.”

When Kousuke wasn’t there, her gaze left the door and turned to Kamiya.

“Then, Naiko, let’s start drawing up a battle plan! Let’s make him reacquaint himself with what makes Nanako so attractive!”

“Eh!” At this point Nanako decided to try and trust the gracious Kamiya.

Nanako leaves the music classroom to get her book bag.

After this, Kamiya might as well be talking in a low voice to someone in front of the music classroom door.

“Nail that guy tight and let me know immediately if there’s any movement.”

“Yes.”

This short answer was heard on the threshold of the classroom entrance.

Standing there was Shidoumi, who was looking for Nanako along with Kousuke.

“Ah! What a pain in the ass to operate with only one person in the department.”

Returning to the classroom and sighing twenty-six times in a row, Kouzumi held her head and said.

It’s too bad about the boy…

If he had come in, he would have been “all the trouble, Miss…” and would have been trained to be a member of the top team. Just as Katzumi’s delusions began to go out of control, the door to the classroom was opened.

A moody Kousuke appeared at the door.

“Hooray, you’ve finally lost your way. Bravo!”

Kouzumi unknowingly hugged Kousuke.

“Uh-oh! Seems like a bit of a reaction!”

To Kousuke, who was completely different from earlier, Kouzumi felt a bit puzzled.

“I’m going to join this duh group.”

After finishing his sentence word by word, Kousuke took out the registered broker application form from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“Why! I hate being so dull. I don’t know what happened to you… do you want to talk about it?”

“I just want to be an agent!”

Kouzumi left Kousuke’s side who had signed up in a firm tone. Seeing Kousuke’s remorseful tone and the eyes that hid his fervor, Kouzumi’s heart wavered. Whew!

This is… With a small sigh, Kouzumi walked over to Kousuke. Cupping her cheeks with her hands, she gently kissed Kousuke.

“！？”

Kouzumi threw the most charming smile at Kousuke, who was instantly surprised.

“I… I want to be an agent…”

“Well! I don’t know what happened, but if one is willing to sell out and do it one is very welcome.”

“┅That was that?”

Once again, Kouzumi smiled with a mischievous feeling as she sat down next to Kousuke.

“That was just a thank you for coming back.”

“Ah!”

“And then this is…”

Another kiss, this time long and deep.

“It’s a special reward that was just promised to you for being willing to become an agent.”

Kouzumi sat down on Kousuke’s lap before blowing another kiss, from her lips to her chest inside her uniform before her red lips extended all the way to her stomach.

The strap loosened with a light movement of his jade hand.

With white teeth gently biting the zipper to pull it off.

A gentle touch with his teeth stimulated a certain organ that was starting to harden in Kousuke’s underwear.

In the blink of an eye this organ became quite large while exposing one end beyond the panties.

After a guffaw, Kouzumi took it all deep into her mouth before releasing it again.

“And finally, the Orientation Oh! Welcome to our club.”

Kouzumi’s pure skill made Kousuke feel as if he was in a dream world of pleasure.

After ten minutes or so, Kouzumi’s mouth was covered in Kousuke’s hot body fluids.

Chapter 2: Unspeakable Conversations in the Health Room

GURGLING… Kousuke’s abdomen made a sound like a mournful cry.

“Don’t… make strange noises!”

“Nonsense! It’s not on purpose, it’s my stomach growling!”

The two male students support their heads from the classroom after class by placing their hands on the sill of the window and gazing out of it in a stupefied manner.

“Not eating can be bad for your health!”

“┅・・Who was the one who asked for money for food in exchange for information?”

At this moment, Miyake took out a notepad from inside his bag. This notepad was filled with information about the self-proclaimed object of worship of the uniformed paranoid.

“It’s a shame about Nanako, she’s very popular. She was loved by both male and female students in every way, so she definitely stood out from the costumed girls.”

“Is… is it?”

Kousuke only held an ambiguous reply.

“Didn’t you two have a good relationship? The boys in the class all thought that you were the one who would recommend her as a dress-up girl. But I never expected the transfer student Kamiya… Women really can’t resist money and looks, can they?”

Then came the clearly audible groan of Kousuke’s discomfort, and Miyake snickered maliciously.

“Clubs with beautiful girls select agents within their clubs in order to get funding, yet classes with beautiful girls mobilize their entire class to participate in the event.”

And of course Kousuke’s class is absolutely mobilized in full support of Nanako.

Until this event is over, there will be no shortage of pressure exerted on Kousuke by the class.

“Broadly speaking, the ones who didn’t sign up to run for office at this point in time had other issues besides not being personally interested.”

“That’s right, and the minister said she didn’t want to run for office.”

“Third year Morigaoka Kouzu? Although she’s a stunning beauty, it’s rumored that she sells her group members abroad under the pretext of martial arts training!”

“¡Ó That’s too much to say!”

“In any case, the ones listed on my list are the girls with the highest overall ratings, so they should all be signed up already. You’ll just have to find out for yourself, I’m afraid.”

“Then give me two or three names first.”

“┅, Rimi Taguchi from the art club, and Izumi Ryuzaki from the light music club. The other one is trying out for first year Jusu Shigeimori.”

“Uh… Last Joo-su… give up.”

“Why? It’s cute.”

“She just dumped me four days ago.”

“What about Amamiya Yuzuko from the second year?”

“There was an attempt at offense last year, but she replied ‘we’re just good friends’.”

“You really are the guy who has no concept of chastity at all. But this time it’s just a competition partner, it should be worth a try.”

“Thanks a lot! Then try to look at these.”

“If it’s decided, make sure she wears the school uniform that shines with fame!”

“Oh! Oh?” Standing up and grabbing his book bag, Kousuke planned to check out Kouzumi’s place first.

This Nanako guy, she really didn’t come this morning… Striding down the stairs, Kousuke remembered this morning’s events.

※

Kousuke woke up 30 minutes earlier than usual by opening his eyes.

“Awww! It’s rare!”

My mother prepared breakfast and said so. After asking her why Nanako didn’t come, she realizes that she told her mother that she couldn’t come for a while because of school commitments. At the class meeting, Kamiya gets permission from the tutor to report on the Miss Sakura Gakuen contest with Nanako.

“This time, Miss Sakura Gakuen will be contested by Nanako Sakazaki, so please support her enthusiastically.”

In line with Kamiya’s words, Nako smiled formulaically and said, “Please help me out.” The class was in an uproar because it was totally unexpected. Naoko’s straightforward personality made her popular in the class. At once, regardless of gender, everyone responded in unison, “Go Nako, go Nako! Elected!” There was a jumble of supportive voices and slogans. Throughout the commotion, Kousuke watched with the mixed feelings of the only bystander. In that case, he really hadn’t even looked at her once today.

In the club classroom Kazumi was talking to herself with a note in her hand.

Lately she had been wearing the same bikini armor she had been wearing when she first ran into Kousuke.

“What… what happened?”

“You know, Kousuke, the number of people who signed up for the dress-up queen contest this morning has increased again.”

It turns out that this note was a letter of announcement posted on the bulletin board. You can tell by the fact that it has the reunion’s license seal printed on it. It looks like Kouzumi tore off the announcement letter from the bulletin board and brought it back.

It says…

“Announcement 2nd year class B. Nanako Sakazaki

Karaoke Club. Ryuzaki Izumi

First Year Class E. Jusu Shigemori

The above three persons are elected as candidates for Miss Sakura Gakuen.

hereby determines

The garden party has a management committee.”

“I’m also honored to have a female student in my class, and while we were looking for candidates, three candidates came up, are you… are you… listening?”

Feeling amused at the posture of Kouzumi, who was holding her head in an exaggerated manner, made Kousuke couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“What are you laughing at! Kousuke, have you found a suitable candidate or not?”

“Oh! There are a couple of current lists to consider.”

With those words Kousuke held out the notes he had gotten from Miyake to Kouzumi.

“Uh..! There are also girls on this announcement. That leaves only two, so we can’t afford not to take action anymore! Kousuke, hurry up!”

After saying this, Kagami pointed her finger towards the entrance of the classroom.

“Just a moment, Minister.”

“What?”

“I don’t know anything about competitions…”

“What a headache, you don’t even know that and you want to be an agent! The reason for the ‘Miss Sakura Gakuen Pageant’ is that in this neighborhood, our school is famous for its beautiful girls! And one day, the principal or the president of the board of trustees? Or the student council? Anyway, someone wanted to know who the most beautiful girl in the school was so that’s how it started.”

“Ah!”

“However, the pageant process is divided into three stages; two weeks from now is the first pre-selection from which ten candidates will be chosen, and the third week is the second pre-selection from which the three candidates for the finals will be selected. The final is then the main program of the garden party so you should know about it!”

“So basically what does an agent have to do?”

“This, for example, is the whole process of selecting costumes, making posters… and so on. As long as the permission of the executive committee is granted, basically all publicity work is approved… Instead, it’s hard to explain what’s not allowed… It also includes work that must be done to protect the candidate from other candidates who would interfere with the campaign.”

“Hindering the campaign?”

“Yes, last year there was an incident where a girl from the tennis department who was participating in a pageant had a photo of her shower taken in the locker room and it was circulated to the entire school.”

“Isn’t that a crime?…” Kousuke asked, suddenly feeling uneasy.

“In this school, all means are justified to achieve an end! That girl was pretty tough too, and the stolen photos became her best publicity to make the top three.”

“It’s just that the Garden Party event was so all-consuming.”

At Kousuke’s reply, which he regarded as idle, Kouzumi’s gaze flickered slightly.

“What… ‘only’… what did you just say?”

“Umm..! It’s nothing!”

“Too simple. Your perception is so pure that it doesn’t even touch the edge! Come with me!”

Kouzumi said this while grabbing Kousuke’s wrist and pulling him outside.

And so it was that he meandered along the society buildings around the playground. Came into the shadow of a grove of trees and made a stop sign.

Then another gesture was made for Kousuke to peer into one of the first floor windows. From the opposite side of the glass, a gruff man’s voice is heard coming from.

“It’s decided that our baseball club is in full support of the girls’ softball club. Let’s go, everyone!”

In the middle of about 20 men sitting on the ground, the girl wearing the uniform of the women’s softball club, which was a bit rough in appearance, and the man in the baseball club, who had a five-point haircut and appeared to be the main player, clasped hands.

Next to that, a petite girl smiled and threw flying kisses.

The baseball team members, on the other hand, were in an uproar of applause. The over-the-top enthusiasm was felt even by Kousuke, who was through the glass.

“You see, it’s not just the club’s budget, it’s also the status of the class and future education… well… I should say that the most important thing is that all the participants are betting on their personal honor. It’s impossible to just win!”

Although it was sophomoric, Kousuke was able to understand this swarm of emotions.

“O… K…, Kouzumi, I’m going for it too!”

“No matter what the current situation is, we still need to find the candidates first! Just try with the list just now, go for it!”

※

Ryuudetsuzumi of the Light Music Club is out of options, leaving only two people left.

Satomi Taguchi from the art club and Yuzuko Amamiya from the next class.

Kousuke left the classroom first and headed off to find the girl from the notes.

Since they were in the next class, of course Kousuke knew Yuzuko, a cute type of girl who looked like a famous idol singer from a while ago.

Since Yuuko wasn’t in the club, she might not be at school anymore. In order to meet Satomi, who is more likely to be at school, Kousuke decides to head to the art classroom first.

※

In the art classroom cluttered with cheap-looking Kewpie plaster elephants and day racks that could hold an entire class, four to five students chatted idly in front of their sketchbooks.

“Is Satomi Taguchi here?”

Everyone cast an indifferent yet curious look at Kousuke who asked this.

One of the taller girls among these people told Kousuke that Satomi was sketching in the playground.

“Eh! May I ask what Satomi looks like?”

These girls gave a puzzled look and snickered secretly after taking a closer look at Kousuke. The taller girl who had just spoken to Kousuke again.

“Satomi is cute! She’s generous and steady, and she feels like she’s from an elegant family… Hey, you’re here because of the costume pageant, aren’t you?”

Now that he had confirmed that it was a cute girl, Kousuke hurriedly said thank you and left the art classroom before these girls could ask numerous other questions.

On a chair under one of the ginkgo trees next to the playground, Kousuke immediately noticed a girl wearing glasses as the girl in the art class had just said.

Facing the sketchbook, his right hand flew.

“Hello, is that Satomi Taguchi?”

She turned back slowly. Drawn in the sketchbook was the stance of the pitcher who was now practicing pitching on the playground.

“¿…? Who are you?”

Satomi spoke in a tone that seemed a little shy and a little overly slow.

So cute…

“I’m Kousuke Fujii from the Society Research Council, please tell me more, are you Satomi?”

“Yes.”

“Would like to invite you to run for the Miss Sakura Gakuen pageant.”

“Eh? May I?”

Unconsciously the cheeks leaked a rose-like color, leaving a deep first impression.

“I don’t think you’ve signed up yet. You have my full support and that of my department.”

Satomi seems to be introverted.

It’s a bit overwhelming.

That kind of action, however, was adorable, and Kousuke’s score on her went up again.

“Thank you very much indeed for the invitation, but…”

“My boyfriend doesn’t like it, I’m sorry.”

“It doesn’t… it doesn’t… matter… lah! You’re you, he’s him, and if you’re chosen as the school’s number one beauty…”

At that moment, it felt as if there was a gust of wind, and with a crashing sound, something appeared before his eyes.

Out of nowhere, a light metal bar was stuck in the ground in front of it at this point.

“Uh-huh! My boyfriend is very jealous, he can’t even stand seeing me with another man…”

While listening to Satomi’s words, she slowly turned her head around towards the playground.

While several members of the track and field department were pulling, a boy who was aggressively making a gesture to throw a lance was coming this way.

The crew around them, on the other hand, mixed in a lot of voices.

“No way…?”

“Eh! That’s my boyfriend who’s getting ready to throw the lance.”

At the same time as the cry of “Get lost!” the lance in his hand flew out.

Kousuke pulled out his leg to escape but slipped, and the spear just grazed where he had just stood before plunging into the ground.

“Oh! This horrible guy.”

“Enough with the scaring.”

Kousuke rushed to flee the scene with his tail between his legs before the third lance flew by.

“Eh?”

A key hangs over the entrance to the second year A class.

Normally, it should be locked by the duty officer for the week after class is over.

…Kousuke Ru thought.

Above the glass of the window, for some reason, it was taped with black graph paper-like paper to keep the outside from looking in.

Kousuke pressed his ear to the window and felt someone inside.

Kousuke pulled the aluminum umbrella stand and leaned it against the classroom wall, then climbed up. A gap was found near the ceiling curtains where he could peer through.

“That’s it, the candidates for our class are decided.”

After the man at the lectern made his declaration, a cheer rang out from the students in their seats.

“Because of everyone’s persuasion, she finally agreed. Her name is…”

“Thank you all for coming to the meeting! I’m Amamiya Yuzuko!”

It was at this same time that Kousuke accidentally stepped out of the way, causing a big loud noise.

“There are spies! Chase! After them!”

“Put him in a piggy bank and throw him in the Sakura River.”

The sound of shouting came from the classroom, and just as the sound of a key would be turned, Kousuke fled wolfishly.

“Chase, it shouldn’t be far yet!”

Turning out of the corridor and striding down the stairs behind Kousuke came this shouting and the sound of many people’s footsteps.

※

It’s really bad luck…

Although Miyake, who was in the same class, said that the candidates who would participate in the dress-up girls were probably all out, it seems that there are still people who want to participate.

Kousuke thought that he might still have a chance in that case; while he came to the high concrete wall that surrounded the school and the narrow field enclosed in the middle of the school building.

Hmm?

I heard a little embarrassed laughter and a coquettish voice…

After peering inside through the slightly open window right next to it, it turned out to be the health room.

The voice came from the bed across the back of the white curtains.

Kousuke, filled with curious anticipation at this point, slowly switched the position of his face.

But, unfortunately the space is too small to see in any way. Because the window is furry glass, you have to open it a bit more to peek inside.

“I bought props for masturbation because I was so lonely, do you want to use them and see?”

“Eh? Teachers can be so badass! This kind of stuff is all over the school.”

“Because there are a lot of my kittens here so…”

The content of the conversation was also frightening, and at the same time, the sound of rustling cloths and hot breath stimulated Kousuke’s brain waves.

Kousuke inserted the index fingers of both hands into the gap in the window.

Stop breathing and slowly and gently open the window.

In the middle of it all could still be heard the sound of delicate murmurs as well as waves of soft, thin water.

After some effort, I finally managed to open it about five centimeters.

As imagined, the two women were seen fingering each other all over the bed next to the window.

“Teacher, may I trouble you?”

“Yeah, any student who comes to my place, I’ll ask them to vote for you.”

Huh?

Something completely different from the pillow whispering stimulated the memory nerve center of Kousuke, who still had a little bit of rationality left. The faces of the two people he saw in the shaking were still somewhat impressive.

One person was a teacher in the health room.

Wearing white with lace trimmed high waisted silk, it looks very high class and sexy bottoms.

However, the super sexy design that could only be seen in magazine photos made Kousuke very excited.

The other one was wearing blue elegant bottoms… which had been removed.

The bra had been removed and was hanging over the bed.

The health teacher’s hand that reached into her panties squirmed wistfully, and light pubic hair could be seen. This person should be a female student!

A bit of wavy curly long hair gently draped over white shoulders, a good strong look came out of her rich face, the girl turned around and pressed herself against the health teacher.

It was then that her eyes drifted and hovered in the air, turning towards the window of the peeping Kousuke.

At that moment Kousuke and the schoolgirl’s eyes met double.

The schoolgirl’s eyes suddenly thinned and she felt as if she saw flashes of suspected danger.

She laughed a little and buried her head between the health teacher’s legs.

Kousuke’s right hand slipped between his pants stopper.

“Ah! Torakai, where did you learn to do this…”

“I like it too.”

“Mmm… you’re so cute… phew! I can’t… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… you’re so good.”

They continued like this for some time, and finally they both collapsed on the bed… Kousuke seemed to be mesmerized by the scene and kept on peering at them, and climaxed with them.

※

Kousuke was in a heavy mood.

There would have been a lot of chatter about him today if he had been in the classroom. But after peeking into the health care classroom yesterday, there was almost no mood left to dig up new people. Thinking about this quietly his dick started to regain its energy again, realizing the change in his pants gear back in the classroom, Kagome started to nag him.

Kousuke suddenly bursts out laughing when he sees the mirror when he’s bored.

“Hey! Kousuke, a girl is looking for you.” Just as Kousuke was about to go home, from the classroom entrance, the male students of the class called him like this. There were two girls waiting at the classroom entrance.

The two girls who are quite tall and the one who is a bit chubby.

“There’s a man who wants to meet you Fujii, can he come with us?”

※

In the shade of the schoolhouse as well as the woods, she stood in the corner of a very unobtrusive atrium.

“Thank you for coming.” The young girl waiting for him gave a bowable smile.

“Reiko-sama.”

“What a magnificent appearance!” The elegant but a bit chubby young girl saw her and immediately merged her hands in a grateful gesture. The girl called Reiko was the girl who saw that sex in the health classroom after class yesterday.

“This isn’t the first time we’ve met in person, is it? I’m Torikai Reiko.”

Eyes with strong awareness looked at Kousuke as if evaluating.

The two men who had led Kousuke here were now walking through the forest in the direction of the atrium.

“You… Yesterday, at the health center…”

Before Reiko could finish her sentence, Kousuke had already stepped back and merged his hands together, begging Reiko.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It was just fueled by curiosity…”

Suddenly Reiko reached out her index finger and put it over Kousuke’s mouth.

“Answer my question, what were you doing there yesterday?”

Kousuke then explained what happened yesterday when he failed in his attempt to dig up Satomi from the art department, and when he was chased by her support group while looking for Yuzuko from the next class.

Reiko seemed to be listening with great interest.

“Wouldn’t you ever have made up your own nonsense after listening to me and the health teacher?” Kousuke shook his head.

“By the way you’re the agent of the Event Research Association…”

“Voting is a matter of simply dressing up for a pageant. It wasn’t very nice of you to do that yesterday.”

“Well, peeping toms still say such exaggerated things. Ha… Ha… No wonder I couldn’t find a candidate. I don’t think he’ll ever get a girlfriend! Even if you’re a peeper, you don’t know how to make a girl shine.”

“Enough said!” Kousuke aggressively cornered Reiko.

“What are you going to do, hit me?” The eyes of the two men who were close together intertwined.

Her long eyelashes, her scent, and her bouncing breasts and body heat that were only a few centimeters away. After noticing one of them, many others immediately caught Kousuke’s attention. At that moment, Kousuke felt ashamed of his anger and averted his gaze.

“I don’t think I can get it down. It’s a fact of life to be a peeping tom…”

At that moment Reiko’s body left the wall and gently fell into Kousuke’s wrist.

“Hmm?” Kousuke panicked.

Reiko, who was gently looking upward from Kousuke’s chest, spoke up.

“Eh, I’ll let you be the agent!” The duo’s lips moved even closer together.

※

Kousuke walked towards the classroom with Reiko in tow in a spirited manner.

“Kouzumi, I found it!”

“Third year class C, Toranami Reiko, please be kind.”

Reiko greeted everyone in a completely Missy tone. Next to Kouzumi stood the girl dressed as a neo-ninja. Noticing Kousuke’s eyes, Kouzumi introduced the girl.

“Shidumi Endo, a one-year C class who just came into our department.”

“Eh? Haven’t we met somewhere before?”

“Yes, met yesterday.”

“Oh! That time of…”

“At the request of a friend in my class, I brought a letter of support to give to Nanako, but it was always difficult to take action.”

Kousuke felt a bit ashamed when he thought about what happened between himself and Kamiya and Nanako back then.

“Is Shidoumi also participating in the side?”

“I want to be a behind-the-scenes person just as much as Katsumi does.”

“Eh? It’s a shame to be so cute.”

At Kousuke’s words Shidume’s chained expression was naughty in a way that was unspeakably cute.

Behind Kousuke and Shidume.

“You’re good oh Reiko.”

“Ha… Ha… Ha…, Kagami has a good eye!”

The high-decibel laughter of the two like-minded daughters shook the classroom.

It looks like for the dress-up girl contest, the department is in the preliminary stages of preparation.

Chapter 3 – The Jealous Missy

It’s true that it’s been a “stormy” week.

On the day that Reiko arrived at the Activities Research Department, Katsumi proposed to the Garden Party Executive Committee to participate in the costume pageant. Before the end of the club’s activities, we got the reservation information from the photography club and the broadsheet club.

On the following Saturday, in the secret classroom of the club, she would select and customize Reiko’s dress from Kouzumi’s collection of dresses.

Kousuke was amazed at the clothes produced, while Miyake, who assisted in the photo shoot, was delighted. There is a wide range of attractive clothing such as police uniforms, armor, and urban camouflage clothing.

A closer look reveals that in addition to uniforms, there are also anime- and console-flavored outfits. Among them, Miyake pulls out a swimsuit decorated with silver armor and diamonds.

“Ah and this is the fantastic costume that Trinity Budokan’s Tiger Yurumi wore during the World Cup.”

Miyake screamed at every thing he pulled out, while rushing to keep pressing the shutter when Reiko put it on.

While Reiko’s preferred kimono is more noble, Kouzumi’s preferred seems to be more vulgar or difficult to describe its symbolism, and it is Kousuke’s main job to accommodate in between.

After Reiko’s strong request, a classic military dress in the Takarazuka style was also selected.

A sewing unit borrowed on an hourly basis helps to make the clothes fit Reiko’s size.

Miyake, who was brought in to replace the photography club, was also surprisingly helpful.

The negatives were transferred to a computer at his home and made into an original draft of the poster. This drastically reduced the amount of fashion required, and the original was taken to a nearby printing press and commissioned to be printed. At this point, the Activities Research Department was able to openly use club funds in the name of participating in activities. This is advantageous over class candidates who use fundraising to run for office.

Four days after meeting Reiko, the candidates first used this poster as their main publicity, posting it on the bulletin board prepared by the Executive Committee of the garden party. It seems that there were many candidates who used the same printing company as the Event Committee, and the posters were generally printed in color.

However, the key to victory or defeat seemed to lie in the inclusion of freely available photographs. There were about thirty posters in total. Of course, there were also posters of Reiko that Kousuke and the others had made themselves. Kousuke was impressed by these posters.

The agent’s job is such a jumbled mess of a thousand things. The posters of the few contenders that are popular are bound to be torn down by morning. Sometimes they were taken home  episodes, sometimes they were torn away by other rival organizations. One of Kousuke’s jobs is to reattach the torn posters. And then there’s the agent’s second only to the doppelganger’s – making sure to boost exposure and the pooling of support groups. There’s also convincing Reiko to dress up in the costume suggested by the support group.

If it is popular there will be facilitators. After a lot of fussing finally the self-proclaimed whether it will be recognized or not die-hard club was formed. Ticket management is also an important part of a broker’s job.

Reiko herself was instructed by Katzumi on how to walk like a model and how to apply make-up.

There was little to no obstruction of the campaign as Kouzumi had feared, and although there might be occasional fights over speaking venues and the like, Kousuke continued his work as an agent with great pleasure.

In the meantime, an unexpected fact was discovered. Reiko and Kamiya had originally recognized each other. Reiko’s family, the Toranami family, was a wealthy family of an old zaibatsu, and Reiko was the young lady.

In Kousuke’s eyes, Reiko didn’t feel pressured beyond that, even though she appeared to be a young lady with a high level of mannerisms and self-esteem.

But Kamiya is different. Soutarou Kamiya was perceived to have a tendency to put people down. According to Reiko, she had been to a party with Kamiya. Kamiya gave Reiko the impression that he was “sinister”. She describes him as “a man who seems to be hiding a knife in his smile.”

When she hears that Kamiya has become a manager for a beauty pageant campaign because his eloquence is supported by the class, Reiko concludes that he “has a bad heart for playing with girls”. Kousuke suddenly thinks about what happened to Nako and gets worried.

And so it went, rushing through the week.

※

“Finally, a bit of a clue.” Kouzumi said so as she threw a can of coffee to Kousuke, who had returned to the classroom of the Activity Research Club after finishing the promotion with Reiko and Shidoumi.

“Because it’s our agent, it should be more stable to be able to do that.”

Reiko interjected as she stripped off the clothes of the puppet singer she had been working on for a long time before leaving the house. Kousuke hurriedly turned his head when he saw that. Even though it was said to be a small room, a screen was prepared for changing clothes.

“Seeing full-frontal nudity during a costume show is commonplace for staff.”

Reiko so pleasantly mocked Kousuke’s reaction as she changed her clothes.

※

As she changed her clothes, Reiko thought about the first time she and Kousuke had talked in the atrium. It wasn’t just the marvelous sense of fulfillment she felt from running for the costume pageant. Up until now, no one had ever treated Reiko as an equal. That was what Reiko had felt recently. As a member of the Toranami family, a prestigious residence, she had been taught to behave in a way that suited her status.

Because of this, one is surrounded by the masses who adore him and the ass-kissing grown-ups who want to take advantage of the Toranami family or wish to be helped.

Reiko felt like she should be getting tired of these situations already.

I’d say it’s a straightforward personality! It’s always fresh and fun to see Kousuke’s unexpected reactions.

At first, Reiko was using Kousuke because she wanted to win the beauty pageant contest, but now, without realizing it…

“Am I starting to get serious about him?” Reiko couldn’t help but have her pride shaken.

※

“Kousuke, my next trip is…” asked Reiko, peeking out from behind the screen after changing back into her uniform. Kousuke didn’t seem to hear, staring blankly out the window.

“Kousuke has often been alone since he first came here.”

Kouzumi said so as she scribbled notes on the fly. Reiko had also noticed since a little while ago that Kousuke often froze alone. Looking out the window, she saw a group of costumed pageant helpers crossing the playground.

It turned out to be a Kamiya group.

Reiko felt anxious about Kousuke looking at the playground with such disregard for herself.

And standing behind Kousuke with two hands pressed firmly against his temple area.

“It hurts… it hurts…! Wait!”

“Unforgivable.”

Reiko took out all her frustrations about her mood and Kousuke’s attitude into her fists at this point.

“Then, let’s begin the battle meeting in the sandbox!” Reiko regained her composure at the sound of Kouzumi’s voice. Kousuke, who was pressed tightly into a ball, hurriedly took the opportunity to duck away.

“Reiko is too much… why…?”

“I’ve been screaming for ages and you don’t answer!”

“Ah! Sorry!”

“Alright, just give you a break, Kagami let’s start the meeting!”

“Yes, so let’s start with the results of the latest questionnaire from the press interview department.”

According to Kouzumi’s information, although the official campaign has just begun, it can be seen that Reiko’s popularity is currently in the middle to upper range. The key figures who have gained a high level of support in a short period of time and have become the center of attention for this costume pageant are Nako Sakazaki of the second year B class and Mirror Tokunaga of the new gymnastics team.

“Very good up-and-comers, definitely not to be trifled with.”

Kousuke and Reiko and Shidumi all swore at this point, vowing to work hard to get a new crowd.

※

The heavy aluminum door was opened with a loud bang. The setting sun at around five in the afternoon shone on half of the face of the female student who opened the door. Her tawny hair was bathed in the setting sun leaving dots of golden light. The miniskirt that was just a little bit longer than her hips was a sexy and infinite contrast.

Slender shadows and ruddy evening sunsets couldn’t slip into the far end of this expansive stadium warehouse.

“Close and lock the door.” Came the voice from the dark corner.

“Kamiya…? Who is it?” The response to such a question from a schoolgirl was one of silence.

Entering the warehouse, the huge key was locked as instructed. The schoolgirl looked around uneasily in the nearly lightless warehouse, but, in any case, couldn’t see anything.

“What’s the status?”

From behind the darkness a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder and she stiffened.

She shone the flashlight she’d brought with her at the curve of this man Kamiya Soutarou’s chin.

A familiar smiling face turned out to be a female student named Shidumi sighing there. Kamiya placed her flashlight on top of the jump box on the sixth floor and held her hand up as she waited for the female student’s reply. She then began to report about the scheduled trip of the Activity Research Department.

“So, what about the progress regarding the candidate, Torikai Reiko?”

“Torikai Reiko seems to have taken quite a liking to Kousuke.”

“This I know, but to what extent?”

“This…, it’s not fairly well known, but compared to Toranami Reiko’s usual attitude in class, she should be dead in the water.”

Hmm?

Kamiya had known Toranami Reiko before. She was a girl with high self-esteem and equal financial resources to herself. This made Kamiya very unhappy. If this girl was already devoted to Kousuke… there might be a way to ruin both of them.

“And…”

“What else, come on!”

“The same thing happened today. Kousuke seemed to be troubled by something. He’s often alone, and his attitude makes Torakai Reiko irritable…”

“Yeah!”

Kamiya was inwardly snickering knowing that Kousuke was annoyed because of his plan.

It should also be time to cut down on a few strong running opponents. Just let you watch as Nanako Sakazaki becomes my woman. A list of the top ranked relevant people appeared in Kamiya’s mind.

“Young Master Soutarou, this…”

The schoolgirl looked carefully into Kamiya’s eyes.

“Want a reward?”

Kamiya hugged the girl.

From behind, she inserted her hand and slowly caressed the already quite ample breasts.

“Ah… Young Master Soutarou, how nice”

Lips that were glowing with a hint of gloss because of the lipstick pleaded to Kamiya behind her.

Hoo… what a cute guy.

Kamiya softly and anxiously kissed lightly. The other hand slipped into the schoolgirl’s skirt.

“Mmm… mmm… mmm…”

After reaching inside the skirt, she placed her fingers on the vaguely bisected area of the fabric, which was already wet.

“So you’ve been in the situation for a long time.”

Kamiya let go of the schoolgirl and taught her to sit on top of the jump box after removing her panties.

“Lift your skirt up yourself and let me see.”

She sat on the not-very-stable jumping box, spread her legs, and used her second hand to pull her skirt up near her breasts. Through the thin pubic hair, sunburned skin and red, wet parts were exposed to Kamiya’s view.

I don’t know if I was aroused by it, but occasionally the parted parts would quiver unconsciously.

Kamiya withdrew his middle finger after inserting it into a big wiggle one after the other.

The light from the flashlight shone on the glowing filament connecting the part hanging down to Kamiya’s finger, before the filament broke off again and disappeared.

“Ah..! Uh… uh…!”

“Eh? You slut, you’re so wet already!”

Kamiya buried his head between the schoolgirl’s legs and took further action. His tongue began to play with the bulging core of the flower through the thick lust fluid. The part of the body below the dantian fluctuated dramatically, and the entrance to the secret passage began to spasm again.

“Don’t… don’t…”

“Don’t? Oh? It’s okay to stop!”

Kamiya said as he turned his face away.

She hurriedly tried to press Kamiya back into position, but Kamiya wouldn’t budge.

“Don’t stop, please…, put… in.”

Kamiya pulled the girl off the jumping box towards his waistline, switching to a mutual embrace position.

“Do whatever you want, try it!”

The girl reached back and found something of Kamiya’s before trying to bring him into her sex.

However, Kamiya shakes her waist as she approaches the entrance, not letting her get away with it.

“Please, leave me alone!”

She tried desperately to coax it out, but instead couldn’t get what she wanted.

Kamiya just kept rubbing all the parts of the secret house with the very tip of that guy’s stimulation.

“Please, please, it’s getting to be too much.”

Kamiya watched her reaction with great pleasure. Figuring out the timing, Kamiya straightened her back.

“Ah..! AH…!”

She let out a cry of joy as her body was penetrated.

Poof! Pfft! Kamiya pumped his waist in a fairly rhythmic beat.

“Ah! Aah! Ahh! It’s so beautiful! Going for it! Going for it!”

While this was feeling the sensation of being shrunken and pinched inside the girl, Kamiya was just beginning to get aroused.

“Hey! It’s too loud! It’s not good to be caught here!”

Kamiya removed the panties that had been hanging near the girl’s knees and shoved them into the girl’s mouth.

“Contain it!”

The girl was still wearing a bra, and Kamiya lifted her skirt up before thrusting it from behind.

Simply just for this position girls also feel excited.

From the wet panties, the girl’s saliva dangled and dripped.

Just then, there was the sound of an aluminum door opening and the sense that there were several people at the entrance.

“Strange, it’s closed, who’s going to get the key!”

It seemed to be the voice of a member of the sports club. Startled, the girl returned slightly to her senses, containing her wet panties and looking at Kamiya behind her with an expression that seemed to be crying out.

“What’s the matter! Do you want to be seen?”

Kamiya moved even more relentlessly.

“Would it be possible for them to come in and have a little fun with you?”

The girl shook her head in a slight show of rejection. Just then, the people outside seemed to walk away.

Just before the girl relaxed that part of her mind at ease, Kamiya climaxed in the deepest, hottest part of her body.

The girl was sharply aroused by the feeling of Kamiya’s pounding venting in her abdomen.

Kamiya immediately left the girl’s body after wiping his self that guy with his lifted skirt.

Half-holding the jump box, the schoolgirl was naked with a gasp, and her secret pussy, which had opened up because of the man’s body, contracted a few times and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah bled white liquid rest.

“Shidumi, because it’s starting to feel like it’s getting in the way, destroy the Event Research Department!”

After receiving a slight nod of confirmation from Shidoumi while fixing the hair that fell onto her red-chu-colored face, Kamiya dressed and unlocked the key to the heavy aluminum door. Shidoumi hurriedly lowered her skirt and stood idly. The lewd liquid between her legs flowed down to her ankles.

“I can’t believe that Reiko of the Toranami family would like Kousuke, let her have a jealousy fight with my Nanako!”

Shidoumi bit her lip when she heard Kamiya’s words “My Neko”.

※

“Wait, Fujii, help. It’s about to fall!”

Kousuke, who had finished his last class and was hastily preparing to leave, was stopped by the voice of one of the girls in the class. Looking around, there were two girls standing there with their hands full of stuff. The one who called out to Kousuke was the one holding a bundle full of prints in her hands, while the other girl’s face could not be seen because she was carrying an empty box.

Just as Kousuke was about to turn back, the bundled prints were beginning to slide forward.

Kousuke reacted instinctively by reaching out and pressing down on the print.

“It’s really true, making a soft girl carry something so heavy, hmm! Can Fujii help carry that.”

“O… K… but come back and buy me a burger!”

“You beauty oh! At most, you can eat one curry bread from the welfare club.”

The girl, thinking that she couldn’t cheapen the guy, let him take twice as much. However, being gentle with the girl was always Kousuke’s style, so Kousuke didn’t refuse.

“So where does taking it there go?”

“Uh..! The textbook room in the faculty building.”

The one holding the box turned out to be Nanako. Kousuke felt like he hadn’t heard that voice in a long time.

Kousuke was a little embarrassed and averted his gaze. The two started walking side by side.

“┅・・How’s the situation on your end?” Kousuke opened the conversation first.

“What’s the matter, scouting the enemy?”

“Silly, asking you nicely!”

“It seems to be going quite well…”

“Y…” For some reason, not being able to speak to Nayoko as recklessly as before, Kousuke felt his heart beating a little faster.

“Ah! This?” Kousuke realized that the print he was carrying was Nanako’s flyer.

A photo of Nanako dancing as a princess has a floating print of the text “Getting First Place”.

“Mmm… quite cute!”

Nanako suddenly quickened her pace.

“Hello.”

“What is it?”

“So, what’s the status at Kousuke’s place?”

“Is this an enemy investigation?” Kousuke asked, mimicking the tone of voice Naoko had just used.

Because it was kind of funny, both of them lost their voices and laughed out loud.

“Ha! Ha! I’m desperate too!”

“It’s been awhile since this has been done!”

“Maybe!”

During this period, the class is divided into factions depending on which girl they support. Almost the whole class is in favor of Nako, but Kousuke, who has become the agent of the other candidates, has a lukewarm reaction.

So for this long overdue conversation with Nayoko, Kousuke felt very happy.

※

Just then, Torikai Reiko was also walking down the corridor of the faculty building.

“Where the hell is Shidumi?”

Reiko waits at the faculty building after receiving a message from Shidumi, but no one comes for a long time.

Just as she looked around, she saw Kousuke talking and laughing intimately with another girl. Reiko instinctively pressed herself against the wall trying to keep them out of sight. Just at that moment “Sorry, Reiko-senpai for keeping you waiting.” Reiko was startled by the voice from behind and blushed at a loss for words.

“Ah! Uhh! Oh! Shidumi why are you so late.” At that moment, Shidoumi also noticed Kousuke and called out to him.

“Ah la! Hello, senpai!”

Reiko covered Shidumi’s mouth with her hand and double hid in the corner. Shidumi showed a look of incredulity at this reaction from Reiko.

“Reiko-senpai, what’s wrong?”

“Shh! Quiet!”

After a door opening sound, Kousuke entered the classroom next to him. Although Reiko was disgusted with her action of hiding, she immediately pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on the conversation in the room.

“The… Valley of the Gods!”

It was Kousuke’s low, deep voice that was heard through the door.

“Whew! I really didn’t expect you to help.”

Sitting on a chair in the textbook room, Kamiya said so.

“Did you find out that you have no way to fight us off?”

Kousuke was suddenly filled with anger at the attitude of Kamiya, who was saying this leisurely.

“Oh! I’ve got super cute candidates who have never lost to you guys!”

Kousuke knew that by now Nayoko, who was next to him, had begun to stiffen all over.

…did you know that this cooperative guy of yours is a sexual deviant?

After snorting in derision at what Kousuke had said, Kamiya resumed his move of playing tricks.

“The girl who sacrificed herself because of your stubbornness is also really pathetic. Desperately trying to make a go of it, but, instead, becoming a bargaining chip for someone else’s bet.”

“What…”

“You became an agent for a dress-up pageant just to toy with me and Nanako, didn’t you!”

Kamiya said smugly.

“What would she think if she found out why you became an agent? You didn’t tell her why!”

“Enough, Kamiya, this is getting to be too much!”

Naiko’s austere voice silenced Kamiya. Kamiya felt bad seeing Nanako start to protest and immediately switched to a message-like tone.

“Let’s leave it at that, no matter what, I intend to use Nanako’s charms to one hundred percent, so you go for it too!”

Kousuke didn’t answer and left the textbook room.

“Reiko-senpai. Kousuke-senpai is leaving already?”

Shidumi tries to call out to Kousuke who is coming out of the textbook room but is stopped by Reiko.

“No need, Shidume, do our own thing!”

“Well, here’s the thing, our class instructor says he’s a supporter of yours and would like to meet with you to talk.”

Following behind Shidume, Reiko thought about what had just happened.

※

A disgusted silence also remained drifting in the air between Nako and Kamiya left behind in the preparation room.

“As silly as Kousuke is, you don’t have to say that.”

Nanako stammered.

Kamiya suddenly growled angrily at her for some reason.

“That guy is garbage. Didn’t you deny him too! He wasn’t the one who bullied you in the beginning, so why are you defending him now!”

Seeing Naiko’s frightened expression, Kamiya slowly regained his composure.

“Sorry for raging at you!”

Kamiya was angry that things weren’t going as well as he thought they would; his partner, Torikai Reiko, should have been standing outside the door when Kousuke came here just now.

Because of her high self-esteem, she should come to the classroom to argue with Kousuke.

Two people singing their own arguments should make for a good show.

In that case the purpose is accomplished.

However, Kamiya reached oblivion without realizing it.

Because it feels like bullying Kousuke is too much fun, she accidentally makes Nayoko resent it.

With that thought in mind, Kamiya put his hand on Nanako’s shoulder to pull her over.

“Huh?”

“I said I like you. So feeling jealous and not wanting to embarrass you, I won’t do it again… I’m sorry.”

In response to Kamiya’s straightforward apology, Nanako lifted her head up.

The two men’s lips were so close together.

Just before the contact, there was a sudden snapping… as the palm of Naiko’s hand landed on Kamiya’s chin!

“Yes… I’m sorry. I’m going back!”

Flipping over her body, Nanako walked out of the textbook room.

“Hmm… it’s getting more and more interesting, Naiko, I’m about to get serious.”

Surprisingly, it seemed that Nanako’s mouth was a bit cracked because she was exerting herself so hard, and Kamiya licked it after dipping his thumb in the blood that came out of his mouth.

※

“Will you behave yourself!”

Reiko’s unconsciously agitated words and the eyes of a surprised Kouzumi and Shidoumi were focused on Kousuke.

“Ah! Sorry about that. Seems a bit dazed.”

Before Kousuke could finish his sentence, Reiko got up from her chair.

“Hmph! It’s stupid of me to would ask for help from someone like you.”

Because he had just finished talking to Kamiya, the blood rushing to Kousuke’s brain hadn’t cooled down yet, and he was very concerned about the words.

“Eh! How can you say that? I’ve lost money too…”

In Reiko’s mind, the conversation between Nanako as well as Kamiya was once again presented.

What am I so angry about?

The rational part of the equation is the question I’ve been asking myself ever since I left the textbook room.

Because I’m not his top priority?

The answer seemed to be less than Reiko had expected!

In order to drive away such thoughts and then blame Kousuke.

“I’ve heard those words too many times!”

“What’s going on, what’s the gripe!”

Reiko glanced at Kousuke.

“Displeased with all of you, I’d rather come alone!”

With those words, Reiko hurriedly left the classroom.

Kouzumi and Shidoumi, as well as the angry Kousuke, all froze, and Reiko left before they could stop her.

“I’m sorry, Kagami…”

After a long time, Kousuke swallowed.

“There’s really nothing you can do about it, go back and calm down.”

Kouzumi collapsed on the table and ordered Kousuke and the others to disband and go back while making a “get lost” gesture on her head.

Chapter IV: The Poor, Despicable, and Shameless Trap

Kousuke was troubled.

It had never gone so well, and at that moment his mind just kept asking himself questions and “reflecting” on what had happened. The subject, of course, was Reiko.

As well as, the way he’s been acting all this time. Annoyed and annoyed and annoyed beyond belief. During this time, I almost got hit by a car three times, ran a red light five times, missed a beautiful girl from another school on the way, and thought about it from the school gate to my own doorstep. And then, right in front of my house… What was I going to do? Kousuke made up his mind to start with this simple starting point.

A low sound of an exhaust pipe idling was heard, next the car door was heard being opened. Then the familiar sound of Naiko’s goodbye followed by the exhaust sound moving away. Naiko had been coming back in Kamiya’s Cadillac every day since a while ago. Kousuke was in front of his house when he heard these sounds. So he picked up the phone and dialed Naiko’s home number.

Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… After the phone rang three times.

“Hey! This storm here is Sakazaki’s house.” Nanako answered the phone.

“This is Kousuke, can you come out for a second?” Nanako on the other end of the microphone was silent.

Kousuke waited patiently for her to reply.

“¿… does it have to be now?”

“If I may.”

“Okay.”

Kousuke told him where to meet, hung up the phone and immediately put on his sneakers and went out. Kousuke was sitting on a slide in a nearby children’s park. It was the time when the sun had just set, and now the streetlights along the periphery of the park were casting a faint light. At the entrance of the park, I saw Nako, who was still wearing her uniform, approaching.

Kousuke slid down the slip-and-slide, hugging his knees.

“Sorry to find you out.”

“It’s okay, what can I do for you?” Nanako’s voice seemed a little stiff.

What’s wrong? It’s not like Nanako at all. Kousuke paused for a moment, sensing the difference in Nanako.

“Oh! It’s nothing, just wanted to say I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?”

“Yes, since the day Kamiya transferred here, I seem to be acting like a different person.”

“┅┅”

“And said very bad things to you too. It was only a mere momentary impulse.”

Kousuke became a bit shy after those words. Turning away from looking at Naiko, he walked slowly. Nayoko followed behind and the two of them walked towards the exit of the park.

“Honestly, some of what Kamiya said was correct.”

“Eh?”

“I don’t take my job as a costume pageant very seriously. I got scolded by Reiko for that today… and I finally realized that everyone else but me is serious.”

“Kousuke.”

“It is not my style to be so indecisive. All in all, I will give my all towards my goal. So from now on, I’ll be serious about being a costume pageant agent.”

“Why are you saying this to me?”

“I don’t know why? Maybe it’s because of your current relationship with Kamiya, at least in that regard we’re hostile, and… still don’t know how to explain it properly. Let’s save that for after the costume pageant!”

Kousuke said so while putting his change into the vending machine at the exit of the park.

“I haven’t had much of a chance to talk to you since then, and you’ve been a little strange.”

“Strange?”

“I should say that it’s not like you at all, these are the words I wanted to say. I’m the one who said something I shouldn’t have before, so just forget about my duel with Kamiya and other unpleasant things, and try your best to cheer up. The class is quite involved, it’s fun!”

“Kousuke…”

“What’s wrong?” Facing Kousuke, who was full of liberating smiles, Nayoko forgot what she wanted to say next.

Was Kousuke really that forgetful? What Nanako couldn’t forget was the taste of kissing Kousuke in her half-sleep, and the feelings she had for Kousuke inside…

“What? Thinking only of yourself…”

Waving her hand at Kousuke, who opened the door, Nayoko muttered.

“Really this looks disturbing.”

In front of Kousuke in the third year A classroom, Kouzumi raked in her words. It was rare that she was wearing her uniform today.

“I’m sorry, it was all my carelessness…”

“Truly, though it’s a common example that men and women are prone to bad things in their private affairs”

“It’s not like that!”

Kagami held up her middle finger in a now unfashionable gesture of negation.

“A little girl’s heart can be a complicated one, oh! The main problem is that there’s less than a week left before the first preliminaries, what’s wrong with Reiko?”

“As per Kagami’s order, I calmed down and went to make amends…”

“I can tell by looking at your face that I can’t.”

Kousuke nodded. Two days ago, right after Reiko threw a tantrum about ending her relationship with the club, Kousuke had immediately called Reiko’s home phone number that he had gotten from Kouzumi, and had been completely ignored. Yesterday and today as well, he stood guard in front of the third year’s classroom, but, was driven out by the indifference of the crowd that surrounded her.

Reiko hadn’t come to class since then. With less than a week left before the first audition, it was too late to find someone else.

“But it’s not entirely without a comeback, have you heard the legend of this morning?”

“Is that the thing where a couple groups of candidates are planning to drop out of the race?”

“Well… there were a few highly ranked groups among them, and I felt there was a problem so I probed a little deeper.”

Kouzumi pulled Kousuke’s ear over to her and started whispering to Kousuke.

“It appears that someone is engaging in campaign nuisance, and I’ve heard that there is harassment by students from other schools, but, after asking the other school there doesn’t seem to be any of those students. This may be, perhaps, something that our students, in the uniforms of other schools, are doing, which is a common technique.”

According to Kouzumi’s information, this kind of harassment of candidates has been caught in the past.

This year’s costumed girl campaign groups included about 50 of the more obscure teams, however several of the more popular teams dropped out just before the first preliminaries were due to take place. Indeed this tactic of impeding the bidding went too far.

“It’s even more competitive than last year, and in line with my hunch, there’s going to be a next wave of changes.”

Kouzumi affirmed in a determined tone.

“In that case, if we find a new candidate…”

“It means we can still run.”

In Kousuke’s as well as Kouzumi’s eye frames, a hot flame-like fervor appeared due to the positive will to run for office. Just as the two were about to shake hands as a sign of mutual motivation, the door to the classroom was opened. The eyes of the two turned to the door. From the entrance of the classroom, a student’s head appeared and looked in, saying, “It’s already late, so it’s time to go home. Ah… ah..! Kouzumi?”

Kousuke was impressed by his clean voice.

“There you are, long time no see!”

Standing there wrapped up was the girl with glasses who looked good in the duty student’s logbook.

“I’m sorry, am I interrupting?”

“Ah! Azumi, I’m sorry, is it duty today?” Slightly large eyeglass frames, though they weren’t in vogue right now. But it went well with Azumi’s impression of feeling intelligent and looked very attractive.

Kousuke felt like a rare girl. This kind of girl was probably only seen in novels.

“Kouzumi! That’s her! She can definitely, definitely…”

Pulling her arms up and thinking a little, Kagami smiled dully and said, “That’s right! I didn’t realize…”

Azumi, who showed a surprised expression without understanding the conversation, looked at Kousuke and Kouzumi.

“Excuse me, what are you talking about?”

Kousuke held her hand and said, “Do you want to run for our Sakura School’s school beauty?”

Her name is Azumi Fujimoto. Easily overlooked because she’s rather conservative, but, definitely a cute and suitable girl to run for the election. She doesn’t have big breasts, but she’s a pretty girl with beautiful curves.

Kouzumi and Kousuke told Azumi what had happened at the Activity Research Club over the past week.

And then works hard trying to convince Azumi to come out for the Sakura Gakuen pageant.

“But I can’t, I’m shy and not cute looking.”

Kazumi began to do her masterful crying at this point which was mesmerizing.

Kousuke thought about how Reiko had left because of his negligence, and how he would not be able to run for office at this rate. However, he felt a sense of fulfillment that he had never felt before in the week so far. Putting aside the competition with Kamiya Soutarou, if he ended it like this, he felt that he was halfway there. So Kousuke tried very hard to persuade Azumi to run for the election. Although her personality is a bit strange, Kouzumi is also very enthusiastic about running for the election. Kousuke can’t stand it if he loses all of that.

“You absolutely can!” Grabbing Azumi’s shoulders, Kousuke spoke with certainty.

Kousuke’s sight so close up made Azumi feel his cheeks heat up. He was also starting to be impressed by Kousuke’s serious attitude.

“But no one has ever said I’m cute and…, no way!”

“No problem, when I say you’re cute I mean cute! Indeed a super cosmic invincible cutie.”

“Azumi, think of it as a big favor to your fellow classmates for once, please!”

After another semi-compulsory request from Kouzumi and Kousuke, Azumi finally nodded in agreement.

“Okay!”

The classroom erupted with a burst of applause as well as cheers from Kousuke and Kouzumi.

In the attic of the chapel, there was a room that was not being used right now. From a few days ago, it was being used as a base of operations by Kamiya Soutarou. Today Kamiya was doing the same, sitting on the couch that had been moved to the room, reading the reports he had made over the past few days on the obstruction of the campaign work.

“All of the more popular candidates have been defeated… Kousuke has also withdrawn, so this should be about right before the first pre-selection.” Kamiya smiled with satisfaction at this result.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Three short beeps, a pause in the middle, then three more short beeps.

“What is it?”

“Nanako Sakazaki is looking for you!” Returning a cry to go at once, Kamiya immediately put the report away.

Probably came to me this morning after hearing rumors that someone was quitting!

In the atrium in front of the chapel, Kamiya saw Nanako.

“Naiko, what’s the matter?” Kamiya, still not forgetting to wear a bright smile at this point, called out to Naiko.

Nanako walked towards Kamiya step by step with a bit of trembling but with a very strong determination.

“You should know the rumors out there.”

“Several groups of candidates with better wind ratings withdrew their candidacies.”

“There are more than a few groups that use such despicable means…”

“You be careful too, Nanako!”

Kamiya’s seemingly heartfelt words of concern prevented Nanako from saying what she wanted to say for a moment. The fact that we’re the only group left that has a high reputation seems obvious. Nayoko had just heard rumors that her own supporters were behind this. And she couldn’t help but be sincerely skeptical herself.

“Did you do all this in Kamiya?”

Nanako asked Kamiya stiffly regardless.

“Why would you ask that?”

“It would be nice if it wasn’t, just heard some rumors.”

“You don’t have to worry about anything, just do what I say!”

Faced with Kamiya, who was speaking firmly with his usual smile, Nanako couldn’t ask any further.

But at this moment, Naiko deeply felt an inexplicable condescension hidden behind Kamiya’s smile!

“As long as I can reveal the light of the most beautiful part of you, Nanako, without leaving any stone unturned, and let Fujii know that he was wrong about you! That would satisfy me, the ranking doesn’t matter.”

Probably overthinking it! Nako asked herself. Nako thought of Kousuke telling her “Let’s go for each other” and went back to the classroom to prepare for today’s promotional activities.

Kousuke is ready to charge full steam ahead after this bout of ups and downs.

Because of his previous experience with Reiko Toki, Kousuke already knew what it would take to optimize the advertising. They immediately went to the classroom of the Event Research Institute and started working on the start of Azumi’s clothes and the procedures of the executive committee. On that day, since they didn’t see Shidoumi, it was only the two of them, Kouzumi and Kousuke, who accomplished a lot of things. Then the battle meeting for the campaign started right away.

“First of all, the conduct of the poster…”

“While the Executive Committee’s bulletin board must be posted, it’s now inconspicuous where it’s posted because there are so many of them.”

“This…” said Azumi imploringly.

“What…”

Though Kousuke kind of ignored her opinion because of Azumi’s subtle behavior and seemingly inexperience with campaigning, she was still positive.

“Since I’ve agreed to participate, I’ll do my best…”

Kousuke was happy to hear that… Yes. Isn’t it great that we’re all working together and having fun running for office?

“Kousuke, she’s very responsible, isn’t she!” Kouzumi seemed pleased as well.

“Comparing it to other candidates, it’s a week behind everyone else, even if they’re campaigning at the same time with the same content.”

Kouzumi and Kousuke stretched their bodies out in front of Azumi and nodded in approval.

“So, it’s better to stick it as much as possible in places where the other candidates aren’t using it…”

Because the Kousuke’s were stretching their bodies out too much, Azumi felt shy and grew quieter.

“Since the school is already plastered with posters, why don’t we just post them on the shopping street?”

“This, if I may… even if the student’s parents…” said Kagami as she considered it.

Suddenly Kousuke spoke up, “Kouzumi, this will definitely work!”

The school rules of St. Sakura Gakuen prohibit students from buying food from outside. Although the school rules are only for the students, because of the occasional teacher patrols, the fast food restaurants in front of the station and the hidden cafes and snack bars in the shopping streets become the gathering places for the students.

There were posters for the school festival there but not yet for the dress-up pageant.

“I see, then it’s up to you, Kousuke, to intercede.”

“No problem. But what if the other candidates start doing what we’re doing and the executive committee intervenes?”

“To win in addition to budgetary issues how to achieve the highest results in the shortest possible time is also key! This is the kind of thing that you do first and win first!”

And so the ‘off-campus war’ behind the scenes was unveiled.

Kousuke’s strategy was this.

The number of posters to be used for the parade will be determined by reference to the aesthetics of the shopping district. However, the posters for the pageant must be reviewed beforehand. If it is possible to post them, there is no need to restrict the venue. What they are trying to do is something that up until now everyone thought should be impossible. If the number of sheets increases to a certain point, of course an executive committee will intervene. It would lose its effect if it was prepared before anyone realized it and posted in as many places as possible at the same time. This is a time for secrecy and speed.

With Miyake’s help on the design side, the original draft was once again completed in one night. As for printing, Kousuke avoided the printing houses near the school this time, and chose a printing house in a slightly more remote area. He also asked a familiar store owner to make sure that there was a place where he could post the advertisement. At the same time, because he promised to put the store’s advertisement on the poster, he also got the store’s permission. The whole process took only two days.

Just four days before the first preliminaries, posters of the new costume doll Azumi suddenly appeared all over the streets. The response was generally better than expected, and several stores that Kousuke hadn’t asked for in the first place asked Kousuke to put them up. The other candidates started to follow suit and produced a large number of posters, which were all removed by order of the executive committee two nights after they were posted. But as expected, Azumi’s reputation as the “Poster Girl of the Shopping Street” was instantly recognized, and she became an overnight sensation, along with the adults in the neighborhood.

Of course, the publicity for Azumi was also held in conjunction with the timing. Not only was it a step-by-step process, but it even gained the full cooperation of the Physics Department’s computer class, which used computer compositing to arrange a ‘computer composite photo with Azumi’ for Azumi. It made the campaign more active and the topic more heated.

At the same time, Kousuke took the opportunity to approach the photo production team of the garden festival, which was planned by the broadcasting media, and succeeded in getting Azumi to appear in the media coverage. As a result, the school’s radio broadcast, which mainly covered the event during the lunch break, became Azumi’s publicity program. All of the scheduling was a success.

Of course the other candidates won’t remain silent.

The Campaign Research Institute was hindered by the strength of a group of strong candidates who had similar plans at the same time. In order to fight against this evil force, Kousuke joins hands with a group of weak candidates to fight against it.

In this, the success and twist was to obtain the support group of Saotome, a third year student in the Wado Department, to videotape her obstruction of the campaign action to prosecute the case.

As a result, they have created an image of anti-obstruction campaigning. That is why during this week, the supportive masses of the candidates who withdrew because they were affected by the obstruction of the election campaign have turned to support Azumi.

According to the survey conducted by the Ministry of Information the day before the preselection, Fujimoto Azumi could definitely succeed in passing the first preselection.

The preliminaries were to be held the next day, and it was the twilight hour.

Kousuke and Azumi leave class together. Kousuke is also Azumi’s bodyguard, and the two of them talk about a lot of things during the week. Azumi, who is usually quiet, is affected by the excitement of the garden party and becomes very active and expressive.

“The results of the first preselection will be published tomorrow.”

“Thank you so much for this week, Azumi-senpai.”

“Ha! Why is Kousuke suddenly being polite. Until now you’ve called me ‘Azumi’.”

Azumi teased him mischievously. Kousuke didn’t know how to respond to that, so he scratched his head and said, “I’m calling you after Kouzumi, but I really wanted to formally thank you, and I’ve done a lot of very grudging things to you before this.”

“But I haven’t been this high with in a long time either.”

The two laughed in unison at this behavior of Kousuke’s, and then Azumi suddenly said in a serious manner.

“I’ve had an inferiority complex since I was a child… Kousuke, did I ever tell you I have a sister?”

Kousuke shook his head. There were personal questions about Azumi that Kousuke was still almost completely unaware of.

“My sister is totally different from me very feminine and if I were a man I would do my best to protect her.

”

Kousuke felt that Azumi’s expression was a bit forlorn as she watched the sunset sky sink.

“But I’m completely different. I’ve been described as ‘very strong’ and ‘very smart’ since I was a child, and I’ve never been told that I’m cute. So when I met you at first Kousuke and you said ‘I think being cute is cute’, I really felt happy.”

To Azumi who smiled and said so, Kousuke felt anesthetized.

“Azumi-san…” Kousuke was mute and unable to make another sound.

Quietly, he put his hand on Azumi’s shoulder. Azumi also quietly put his hand around Kousuke’s body.

“Don’t call me Hokage, I prefer to hear it as it was before.”

“Then, I’ll still call you Azumi from tomorrow.”

The two laughed a bit separating their bodies then started walking.

“┅But what if the pre-selection fails?” Azumi stammered a little.

“Don’t worry! We’re all so serious.”

Watching Kousuke clench his fists in affirmation, Azumi returned to a full smile.

“Yes, and Shazumi is full of confidence.”

“But Kouzumi is always full of confidence for no reason.” Without realizing it, he came to the entrance of Azumi’s house.

The two still smiled a bit then parted. After seeing Kousuke wave and turn away, Azumi walked through the door.

On the morning of the day the results of the first preliminaries were released, Kousuke woke up an hour earlier than usual because of his excitement. It was a Saturday. The announcement of the results started after noon to coincide with school hours.

The venue was the bulletin board specially set up by the executive committee of the garden party. After casually eating breakfast Kousuke rushed to get ready for school. The school was unexpectedly quiet in the morning.

The whole school seemed to be waiting for something… it seemed to be a hot pot before boiling…. There was a special atmosphere in the school. Kousuke skipped his third period class and went to the classroom of the activity club.

In the classroom, Shizumi was waiting there. Shortly after that both Azumi and Shidoumi appeared. Right in the middle of discussing the events of the week, it was almost time for the third period to end. With the end of class everyone naturally talked less. Just five minutes before the end of class.

Kouzumi stood up “Alright, let’s go to the bulletin board!” Kousuke and the others followed suit and set off.

Although the bell hadn’t yet rung for the end of class, the front of the bulletin board was already full of people. Kouzumi dodged left and right alone, while Shidoumi skillfully maneuvered east and west, and Kousuke and Azumi squeezed into the crowd holding hands.

“Finally, this is the moment…” said Kagami to herself. Before the announcement board, the executive committee member was holding in her hand a list of the ten people who had passed the first pre-selection.

And then…

The results of a week of desperate publicity from Monday through Saturday were posted. Suddenly, there was a chorus of voices of joy, sadness, and anger. There they looked for Fujimoto Azumi’s name: “There it is, it’s on the list.”

Kousuke’s screams overshadowed the sounds of Azumi and Kouzumi’s rejoicing as they hugged him at the same time.

The three walked side by side toward the crowd. Through the atrium where the bulletin board was located, back to the classroom in the club building.

Kouzumi, Kousuke, and Azumi were gleefully discussing with each other along the way.

Kousuke also found Torikai Reiko and Sakazaki Nanako’s names on the list, which made him even happier.

Azumi, on the other hand, had his right hand on Kouzumi’s shoulder and his left hand on Kousuke’s shoulder.

When she suddenly looked up and saw a smiling Kousuke next to her, Azumi felt a good feeling towards Kousuke.

Because of this it made Azumi even happier.

Inside the chapel room, Kamiya Soutarou got the list of the first preselection results announcement. The one who brought it to him was Shidoumi. After reading it, Kamiya slammed the list on the floor in agitation.

“Young Master… Soutarou!”

Shidoumi approaches Kamiya worriedly, only to fall back as Kamiya’s slap hits him square in the face.

“Why did Kousuke manage to pass the first preliminaries?”

Facing Shidoumi, Kamiya roared like thunder.

While her body was cowering into a ball Shidoumi said.

“In the middle of it, without my noticing, they put up a new candidate.”

“I don’t want to hear your defense as to why there is no impediment or report?”

“… It’s really going too fast.” Shidumi was still in the fallen position and trembling.

In front of her, Kamiya crossed his arms and walked from side to side as if he was thinking about something.

“Never mind, you’ll continue to observe the activity study sessions.”

“┅Yes.” Kamiya gave some instructions to Shidumi. After that Kamiya picked up the cell phone and started dialing.

“┅Yes, start working on Battle Plan D’s 23 ‘Secret Photography’.”

After briefly instructing his work, Kamiya cut off the phone and collapsed on top of the big chair. At this moment, Fujii’s mind drifted back to the time when he had gone through the process of Nanako being snatched and Reiko leaving… It shouldn’t have happened like this.

Kamiya’s flame of vengeance against Kousuke blazed up in a flash.

Since this guy is such a fighter, let him fail a few more times. The results of the paparazzi’s surreptitious filming that Kamiya had arranged would be seen at school tomorrow, and the image of the girl that Kousuke was now embracing would be shattered in no time.

“Ha! Ha! Being with Fujii is a curse…”

Thinking about the outcome of the things he had arranged, Kamiya revealed a treacherous smile.

It was on the second day of the preliminaries that the incident took place.

Kousuke and Azumi come to school 30 minutes earlier than usual in order to step up their promotional activities. In the classroom, while Azumi is changing her clothes, Kouzumi and Kousuke take this time to discuss things a little bit. Today, Azumi will be dressed as a maid.

The black suit with the white apron with lace is dazzling. The accessories are also in white. Moreover, the black stockings, which are invisible, are supported by a woven buckle. It was Kouzumi’s idea to pay attention to such details. After making all the preparations, she took the flyer and went out.

There were a lot of people gathered in front of the Executive Committee’s bulletin board. What in the world was going on? Kousuke leaned forward to see. There were some students pointing their fingers at Azumi in a disturbing way. Kousuke finally squeezed his way to the front. Just as he reached the front, Kousuke froze.

Nude photographs of the girls were printed all over eight quarto-size color photocopied papers, causing a curious gathering of people. In these apparently surreptitious continuous action photos, it is Azumi who is taking a shower.

The photos show Azumi letting the water wash over her breasts, rubbing her open hand over it with general pressure. Other photos show the hose rushing between the legs with a somewhat dazed expression.

Obviously masturbating.

Photos 8 side by side.

Kousuke looked back in shock to see Azumi running from the back of the crowd towards the club building. At some point, Kouzumi came to his side and reached out to tear the photo off. The crowd booed and opened their sodas.

“Don’t argue, all of you, are in violation of the garden party rules and I will be petitioning the school for discipline.”

The crowd dispersed immediately after she drank.

Kouzumi tears through the rest of the photos while ordering Kousuke to make sure Azumi is safe.

“It seems to be in other places, let’s look around the school.”

Kousuke walked through the atrium towards the society building.

Nine times out of ten, Azumi should be here.

Entering the Activity Research Club room, the sound of crying came from within. On the couch behind the screen, Azumi buried her head between her knees and cried.

“I’ll sit next to you oh!” Without waiting for Azumi to reply, Kousuke sat down.

Kousuke didn’t know what to say at this point. He just felt sorry for her, and if he could make her stop crying, it wouldn’t matter if he got hurt. Kousuke quietly put his hand on Azumi’s shoulder. When he felt Azumi’s body stiffen, he gripped it more gently and forcefully. Yasutomo hugged Kousuke’s wrist with tears in her eyes. Kousuke put his other hand on Azumi’s body and pulled her closer to his chest. Tears were still falling.

Speechless, Kousuke was only able to hug Azumi.

“I… I…” Azumi made a hoarse sound and threw herself into Kosuke’s arms.

“┅I know, Azumi you won’t lose to those pictures.”

Hearing Kousuke’s words, Azumi looked up.

“You don’t know, Kousuke, that those are… those are…”

Kousuke moved his body and kissed Azumi gently.

“Eh?”

“Shock therapy, well, no more tears!”

Azumi dropped her face away.

“Are you looking down on me? Those pictures.”

“Why? You’re the victim, Azumi.”

“¡Ó But I do that kind of thing, then ¡Ó”

Kousuke propped up Azumi’s head, which was leaning against his chest, with his hand, then turned around and pinned her down.

“Who says people can’t have seven emotions and six desires? I also want to be entwined with my favorite person, and I believe that Tumi will feel the same way.”

Azumi felt the weight of Kousuke on top of her and was crushed speechless!

“It’s natural to want someone when you like them, and I can’t help myself sometimes, so you’re the victim, Azumi, and it’s the nastiest guys who pry into other people’s privacy, you should be angry.”

Azumi pinned Kousuke’s cheeks together with both hands and slowly leaned in for a kiss.

“Come down again for Kousuke.”

The corner of Kousuke’s lips folded over Azumi’s moist lips. He flicked his lips with his tongue, and the corners of Azumi’s lips returned the favor. Finally, their tongues entwined and they began a deep kiss exchanging saliva with each other.

Kousuke lifted his head as the silvery threads of liquid connecting the two’s lips disappeared and went away.

“This is my first kiss…”

“That’s quite a skill!” Kousuke said as if nothing had happened, and finally Ima Azumi laughed out loud!

“That…”

“What?”

Azumi considered for a moment and said, “What Kousuke just said, if there’s someone you like, that kind of thing also…”

Kousuke smiled and nodded.

“Kousuke was the one who came to mind when I was in the shower.”

This time it was Kousuke’s turn to be surprised!

Azumi, who was blushing red as she said her confession, made Kousuke unable to resist hugging her tightly.

“That…”

“What happened this time?”

Kousuke and Azumi were almost as close as nose to nose when he asked this.

“┅Guess…” said Azumi, a little fidgety.

“I want proof of Azumi now!”

“Okay…” after saying so, Azumi asked for another kiss.

Letting go of her body slightly, she saw her maid’s outfit. Lifting up her skirt and apron together revealed her panties with a lot of white braided lace. It could be described as a boundless display of light. Because Kousuke had been looking at her for too long, Azumi shyly lowered her skirt.

“What cute panties!” Kousuke said so to Azumi, who had been acting boldly since a while ago.

“It’s an arrangement made by Kouzumi for the sake of the match.” The way Azumi said it with shy red cheeks was very cute.

Jean Azumi got up and pulled down the zipper of the suit. The black fabric fell to the floor, revealing white shoulders, panties and an equally lacy lace bra.

“I’ll take it off myself.” Azumi deftly sat and removed the suit and dropped it to the floor.

Pressing off her bra, she covered her breasts with one hand while she was about to remove the braided buckled straps.

But Kousuke suddenly stopped her from taking off her braided buckles and stockings.

Kousuke had Azumi lay across the couch and started kissing her all over. Neck, chest, navel, and then Kousuke took off her panties. The scent of girl’s agape enveloped Kousuke’s nose.

Parting the somewhat bushy body hair, it approached the boundary of the valley, where it was already hot and steamy.

“It’s okay, I’ll be gentle!”

Every time Kousuke’s hand brushed over Azumi’s skin Azumi throbbed in response. Kousuke reached up along his body and began to caress Azumi’s breasts. Without rushing, he arched it up and gently twisted the very tip of the protrusion. Immediately, the pink nipple swelled and hardened. Kousuke took it into his mouth and flipped it around with his tongue, causing Azumi’s entire body to arch up as if she were being suspended.

“Umm… ah…” Azumi began to make gasping noises. It seemed that she was beginning to feel something. Kousuke put his hand on Azumi’s most sensitive spot.

“Ha..! Ah…!” A delicate snorting sound began to emerge from Azumi.

The jasper-like liquid had flooded so much that it could be plucked with a finger. Kousuke’s guy was already quite excited. When he pressed it close to Azumi’s stamen, Azumi flinched slightly.

“Relax, don’t push.” Kousuke applied a little force to his lower abdomen and slowly plunged right in.

Just as Kousuke’s dick’s apex was not fully inside, Azumi resisted. It’s not good to stop like this, Kousuke thought. Kousuke pushed in with his wrist, which was supporting Azumi’s shoulders… After the blockage, he drove in without resistance. Azumi bit her lip slightly.

“It hurts doesn’t it?” Azumi wordlessly replied to Kousuke with a nod.

In order not to cause her pain, Kousuke slowly rocked his waist. Replacing the rapid jerking with a friction-like sensation. It also made her secret core feel the stimulation.

“Hmm… ah… it seems… there are some wonderful feelings.” Too late, contraction-like movements began to occur within her body.

It was so hard for Kousuke to pull that guy out before he was about to climax. Suddenly semen flew from Azumi’s pubic hair and sprayed to her mouth. After wiping it off with a hand towel, they hugged each other again.

It was a wonderful and fulfilling time.

“Azumi, go for it!”

Kousuke said so with his eyes closed.

Chapter 5 Revenge is in the Pink Memory

Because of Kagami’s swift action, all the photos posted around the school were recalled in just a few hours.

The matter came to an end within a few hours.

But the problem with this scenario is still with Azumi personally.

Since the photo was printed in color on a quarto, it means the other side still owns the negative. They can start again at any time, so if they are worried, they can only withdraw from the election. But this is just Kouzumi’s unfounded worry.

With Kousuke’s support from the bottom of his heart, Azumi remains active in the campaign.

Of course, they took measures to prevent such a thing from happening again. From a large number of supporters, Kouzumi had selected the ‘Otome Club’, a support group centered around the third year students of the Karate Department, as Azumi’s recognized personal bodyguard.

Kousuke’s proposal to the publicity department, ‘The Dark Side of the School Festival: 25 Hours of Dressing Up as a Beauty Pageant Candidate’, is an attempt to counteract the obstruction of the campaign.

However, the main members of the publicity department agreed without any consideration because they had gotten a taste of it during the first pre-screening. However, the next day, the publicity department decided to stop the broadcasting on the spur of the moment.

It was only afterward that the truth was revealed that the reason for the suspension was that Sotaro Kamiya had used money and connections to bribe the Board of Directors to issue an opinion that “students who have been involved in scandals should be prohibited from making their own judgments openly”.

However, the incident caused resentment from the Ministry of Information, the Photo Department, the Student Council’s Broadcasting Department, and other organizations that have information about the school, because it “infringed on the students’ right to self-governance”.

They each launched anti-obstruction campaign efforts, and as a result, Azumi became the most talked about topic as a result.

Through these media, Azumi’s image of not giving in to scandals has gained support from women, and his popularity is growing.

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On the fourth day after the incident, the day before the second preliminaries, Kousuke and Kouzumi sat in class.

Spread out on the table of the two men was the latest opinion poll issued by the Ministry of Information.

“Still no?…”

“¡Ó It’s been a long day of hard work, but I still can’t reach it.”

Of the ten people who passed the first pre-selection, Fujimoto Azumi is currently ranked fourth. But the second pre-selection only takes the top three.

Polling day for the primaries is tomorrow, Saturday morning.

“It really can’t be helped. After all, I signed up two weeks later than the rest of the marquee candidates, and it’s comforting to count the results.”

Kousuke’s entire body collapsed onto the back of the chair, the joints of his shoulders rattling as he made a large backward motion, and then he fell limp and didn’t move.

“…there is still room to turn the situation around.”

“No need to be comforting, if there were three more days maybe we could find a way to remedy the situation, but the preliminaries are tomorrow.” Hearing Kousuke’s statement as if it were nothing Kouzumi was left alone with a smile.

“Is there really a way?”

“Yes, it’s true that there are ways to increase the number of tickets, but…”

“And what buts, I’ll do anything if there really is a way.”

Hearing those words, Kagome laughed even louder all by herself.

“Never regret it?”

Seeing Kouzumi’s serious expression, Kousuke felt a bit furtive and hesitated. However, when he thought of all the hard work he had put in from Reiko to Azumi, he couldn’t let it go to waste.

Kousuke nodded vigorously.

“Okay, follow me!” Seeing the state of affairs, Kouzumi gently stood up and left.

“What’s going on?” It was no wonder Kousuke was surprised.

The place where Kouzumi brought him was the very back of the club building, with broken balancing tables and plaster statues and other bits and pieces of junk.

“It’s in the room at the far side there. Let’s pay a visit…”

With a hand on Kousuke’s shoulder, Kouzumi evaded the assortment of rags and made her way to the door.

Above the door the nameplate vaguely reads something.

“The… magic… technique?”

“It’s the White Magic Research Society.”

“With such a strange name, what exactly are we doing over here?”

“Didn’t I tell you, in order to increase the number of votes, I don’t think anyone would think of coming to a club that would scare even the seven most incredible in the school, to pay their respects and pull in their lineup.”

This kind of behavior was really a bit hard to figure out. Kousuke looked at Kouzumi with skepticism.

“Why are there such… in the school?”

“It’s because of our school’s very liberal school spirit, plus the fact that clubs are run by student government.”

“Is that what they call school style?”

Kousuke changed direction and reached for the door handle after knocking.

“Wait a minute.” Kouzumi put her hand into the chest of her bikini armor (how did she put it on again) and felt around, pulling out a bottle of a rather oddly colored liquid.

“This one sings on.”

“What’s this? It looks so weirdly colored.”

“Never mind that, drink it!”

Kouzumi forcefully put the bottle to Kousuke’s mouth and poured it in after Kousuke took a breath.

“Oh my God! The earth! …yuck! How could you go so far!”

Kouzumi ordered a tearful Kousuke without a second thought.

“Then go inside and I’ll pick you up later!” Kousuke pushed the door open in a million different ways.

“Anyone home?” Inside, it was a dark reach.

“Welcome. Please come inside…”

At that moment, a girl wearing a cloak with a turban and holding a walking stick, dressed as a witch, emerged from the darkness like a mist.

She was a rather cute girl with big, beady black eyes.

“Don’t be polite. I’m the head of this department.”

Kousuke entered the room as instructed, when suddenly the door behind him slammed shut.

“Ah.”

The moment the door closed and the surroundings were in darkness, a sudden fire-like sound startled Kousuke, and over a hundred candles on the floor lit up in a flash.

At the same time this bright light brightened up the surroundings. The whole building should be made of steel and concrete, but the floor, walls, and ceiling of this room were all made of wood panels with a considerable history.

On the floor, except for the candles on one side, there were horribly complicated shapes drawn all around. On the far right and far left of the shapes stood people wearing cloaks and holding walking sticks, just like the girl just now.

Although you can’t see the face, but judging from the body type it should be a girl.

“Ah!”

Looking around Kousuke suddenly felt dizzy and fell to his knees.

“Welcome to the White Magic Research Society!”

The girl seen at the beginning spreads both arms out in front of her cloak and swings them around.

“What’s going on, this dress!”

This girl was wearing nothing under her cloak.

That is to say, the meaning of full nudity. I hastily covered my eyes with my hands, but I couldn’t resist my male instincts and peeked through the gaps in my fingers.

White and tender skin, plus twin mounds that weren’t exaggerated in the slightest but seemed very soft, and cherries at the top of the mounds.

And the smooth curves from her lower abdomen to her waist. As well as the sparse tufts of light brown grass that didn’t match the hair that showed at the very top of the slightly snug legs. Without realizing it Yukisuke had put his second hand down. However, he also realized that the lower half of his body, at this time, had reached a hardness and standing that had never been seen before.

“It’s always energizing to have someone brought in by Kouzumi, so nice to come over here!”

“Ah!” Kousuke’s body was no longer listening to himself, doing exactly what the girl said.

“Ha! The medicine is starting to work!”

“What the hell is going on?”

Although he was able to speak, Kousuke felt separated as if a membrane separated his body from his consciousness.

The body is completely out of control.

“Didn’t Kagami tell you? From now on you’re going to be a test subject for our new magic.”

“Huh!?”

Fooled!

Think of the opinion of Kagami before I met her – the so-called ‘person who doesn’t play by the rules’.

Recently, I’ve forgotten all about it because I’ve been doing activities together and everything is normal except for my appearance.

“That’s pretty rare.”

Without realizing it, Kousuke’s clothes were stripped off. She stroked Kousuke’s dick, which was in a column, in a state of ecstasy.

“Wait, you pervert, no one is marrying you oh!”

“It’s hard to pull a stunt when you’re in this condition.”

Just then, the girl who called herself the Minister, took off her cloak and cast it beyond the circle of candles. The other two in the room followed with the same gesture.

Of course the two were also naked. The girl with glasses and a short haircut that suited her well was the slightly darker skinned girl with a taller, sexier body type, and the other was the girl with a ponytail and a ponytail that still looked young in appearance. All three were crouched in front of Kousuke, leaning their faces towards Kousuke’s standing guy.

“Wait a minute.”

“The aphrodisiac ‘Amazing Kinky Acacia Water’ is really effective! Already…”

The minister said so raising his lips to suck on Kousuke’s already overflowing bodily fluids.

The girl with the glasses and the girl with the ponytail also licked the guy as if they were savoring it.

“All right, this magic synthesized with the Secret Sect of Monodora paired with the basic elements of Western magic!”

The head of the magic department announced in a voice that was both dignified and intellectual.

The deeper meanings of libido magic had indeed been experienced by Kousuke in a sea of pleasurable lust, after which Kousuke lost consciousness after several consecutive unspeakable throbs in his lower body.

※

Snap! Snap!

Kousuke snapped out of his imitation when he heard the sound of himself being slapped.

“There!” In front of her eyes, she saw Kouzumi.

“Get up! Kousuke!” Kousuke adjusted his eyesight in a haze, slowly recognizing his surroundings.

“Ah! Kouzumi.” It turned out that Kousuke was in the classroom of the Activity Research Club.

Hastily feeling all over his body, he confirmed that he was dressed and let out a big sigh of reassurance.

“Stop sleeping, it’s time to go!” At the entrance to the classroom Kouzumi waited. Kousuke looked at his watch. An hour had passed since he and Kouzumi had been studying countermeasures here just now.

“So it was a dream!?” Kouzumi’s urging voice prevented Kousuke from thinking too much more.

“Kouzumi, what the hell…” Kousuke asked Kouzumi because he couldn’t make sense of the situation.

“Do you really want to hear it?” With a mischievous gaze, Kouzumi waited for Kousuke’s reaction.

“・・・ Forget it.” Kousuke decided to forget about it for now!

Between the legs, however, there did remain that empty feeling after ejaculation.

※

Katsumi went around the gym by placing the field next to it via a footlocker.

The stadium has two floors above ground and one below. The widest second floor was the venue where the final stage of the election for the costume pageant was held. And the one she was going to today was the archery field on the first basement floor.

St. Sakura Academy has a Japanese archery division and a Western archery division, both of which are powerhouses that rank among the best in regional competitions. However, what is more famous in the school than this prestigious ranking is the bad relationship between the two divisions.

Kagami came to the first basement floor and immediately turned right to head to the Western Bow and Arrow Department.

In the archery field there was a girl with hair long to her back and tied in a braid.

She drew her bow seriously, aiming at her target tens of meters in front of her Rinnegan’s flanks looked to be cool.

With a swoosh… the arrow shot out and hit the center of the target slightly to the left.

Kousuke thought that if it was a Japanese bow and arrow, there would have been a ‘Pu…’ sound.

“Awww! Isn’t Kagome?”

Because the squeaky, heavy footsteps of Kousuke and the others as they came in caught the girl’s attention.

Kousuke was very impressed by the childish and cheerful voice that was hard to imagine from the awe-inspiring expression just now.

“Hi! Hi! As promised I brought it.” So said Kazumi.

“WOW! You’re serious oh! Don’t lie, oh great.”

The girl was suddenly high and alive. Seeing her appearance, Kousuke had a bad feeling.

“What the hell are we going to do?” Kousuke asked Kouzumi quietly.

“Ah la! Don’t whisper.” The girl said shaking her head.

“This girl is Ozzy, the head of the Western Archery Department, and you’ll be practicing with her every single day from now until the day of the garden party.”

“Yes, if you can practice with Zee, then the fifty members of the Western Bow and Arrow Department plus their friends will cooperate with the Event Research Society.”

Kousuke was slightly relieved. He figured if that was the case it should be fine.

“Only if that’s the only way absolutely accompanied.”

“Cool! Zee is so happy.”

There seemed to be too much of a gap between the reaction of the head of the Western-style archery department and his appearance, and Kousuke replied with an awkward smile while questions rose in his mind. Why did this club not have a candidate to worship until now?

Just as he thought that, Kousuke was rushed to the far end of the practice field.

“Then wear this wristband!”

Ozzy said as she held out two black wristbands to Kousuke.

Kousuke put it on his hand as she said, when Kouzumi came to his side.

There was a click of the aluminum ring on the wristband being fastened to the button, which had a rope attached to the tree behind it.

Kousuke had a bad feeling, and the moment he turned around…

There was a click and the other side was buttoned up by Zee.

“There’s more!”

Kouzumi pressed a button she had somehow held, and the rope was pulled by a powerful force, finally tying Kousuke to the tree in a “big” position.

“Hee! Hee!”

While making a sound Kozi approached Kousuke with the basket.

From the basket, he pulled out a bald wig with an apple on it and told Kousuke to put it on.

“Yeah! So cute!”

“Pretty good!” Both ministers smiled contentedly.

“Please, can you tell me exactly what I have to do?”

Kousuke asked so even though he had guessed what was going on 80% of the time.

“From now on, we’re going to practice the technique we performed at the garden party, ‘There’s no tomorrow for the two of us’.”

“That’s what happened.”

Ozzy pushed the trees forward in one breath. Along the track of the ceiling and floor, clicking forward to the side of the target that Kozi had just shot at then stopping.

“It’s about to start!” Yelled Zee as she picked up her bow and drew it full.

“Help! KILLER LAW!” Kousuke screamed so.

“I’ll pick up your bones!” Kazumi replied with cruel coldness.

And then the arrow flew out…

Shoo…

“I’m dead!”

The arrow landed next to Kousuke, who had to bend his body because his hands were immobilized.

If Kousuke hadn’t dodged it, it would have been 100% right where the heart was.

“Can’t move!”

“If you don’t move, you won’t move later!”

“It’s because you’re fidgeting that you’re shooting crooked, the piggyback!”

Without a care in the world, Zee said, and the arrows in her hand shot out one after another. Swoosh… swoosh… swoosh… swoosh… swoosh… swoosh… swoosh

“Stop shooting, it’ll kill you!”

Every time the arrow flew near Kousuke, the screams of Kousuke would be heard at the same time.

“Can you tell me in case of precaution?”

Just as Kousuke was about to be buried in arrows, Kouzumi asked Kozi.

“What’s wrong? Kazumi.”

“Has there been anyone who’s done this kind of thing like Kousuke before?”

“It’s a first ever for the school, no one dared to try it because it was too dangerous, thanks to him I can have such an experience, so I can be way ahead of the Japanese-style bow and arrow department!”

With a dreamy expression, Zee put her hand on her chest in a grateful gesture.

“Then, as far as possible, don’t slaughter him oh!”

“Got it!” Zee danced happily, moving forward to the arrows for the next shot.

“I won’t let you die for nothing!”

Kagami coldly made up her mind and left the bow and arrow department.

※

These sacrifices worked.

On the second day, Saturday, those who passed the second preliminaries were Nanako Sakazaki, Azumi Fujimoto, and Reiko Torikai.

In particular, Reiko stands out for her ability to win without a deep support base.

This is the result of her utilizing a fallen alternate to assist in the step-by-step process after the first preliminaries.

One of those three will be chosen next Saturday, which is a week from now Lo!

The Sakura Gakuen beauty pageant has finally reached its final stage, and the most competitive moment is about to begin as the seven unsuccessful candidates seek to increase their support.

Nanako was about to open the door to the textbook room, but was startled to hear the sound of breaking glass coming from inside and stopped.

“This useless man!”

Kamiya’s anger-filled voice came from inside.

This excited voice was something Nayoko had never heard before until now.

“I’m really sorry.”

At that moment a girl’s soft voice came from inside.

And then there was a sound of… a beating.

“That Kousuke…!”

Nanako had wanted to go inside, but, hearing such a hateful tone from Kamiya, stopped again.

Nanako listened more intently.

However, the voices inside became muffled and the conversation was almost completely inaudible.

That’s right, switch to the outside!

The outside is a balcony, but there is no fence so you can freely enter and exit the textbook room’s balcony from other rooms. Also, you can see inside from the window next to the balcony. In case something happens, you can go inside at the right time.

Naoko immediately entered the next room, opened the floor-to-ceiling window connected to the outside, and ran under the textbook room window. Although the curtains behind the window were drawn, there was about 15 centimeters of empty space at the joint.

Nanako lifted her head up just as the girl with medium length teal brown hair walked out of the classroom.

On the outside of the door the short skirt flipped.

Ahh! Oops!

Just then, Kamiya turned his head without thinking.

The two’s lines of sight met exactly. Kamiya’s eyes suddenly thinned, emitting a slightly cruel gaze.

“Naoko, what are you doing here?”

Opening the floor-to-ceiling windows of the ready room, Kamiya stepped out onto the balcony. With a smile, he tried to put his hand on Nanako’s shoulder.

Nanako subconsciously stepped back a bit.

Kamiya closes the distance and grabs Nayoko by the elbow.

The wrist was relentless in its application of force.

“Ah!”

Nanako couldn’t scream because of the pain she felt from the hard grip on her elbow.

“This is the so-called ‘Bone Crushing Joint Technique’, which is not normally used on girls… How was it? You’re in so much pain you can’t speak, aren’t you? It’s not convenient to talk here. Why don’t we talk inside?”

Nako, who had always thought that even if her opponent was a boy, she wouldn’t give in so easily, was unable to break her hand free at this point, and was instead pulled into the textbook room by Kamiya.

There was a man who stumbled upon this one process.

She is Kouzumi, who claims to have won the Activity Research Society that doesn’t care about the lives of others.

But Kagami just–

“Aaargh?!”

With a sound, he headed off to class in order to change his bikini armor.

※

Dang… Dang…

Kamiya tapped his fingers on the surface of the round, tube-shaped conference table.

There had been silence ever since he’d pulled Neko close to this room.

The silence made the time seem unbearable, and the sound of Kamiya pounding on the table was like a file exploiting Nayoko’s spirit.

“Kamiya, what’s going on!”

Nanako spoke up because she couldn’t help the increasingly heavy silence.

Her voice was almost mournful.

Dang… Dang…

The banging on the table stopped for a moment and started right back up again.

Kamiya’s eyes still looked at Nanako with what felt like amusement.

“We can’t leave without hurrying, and the work of publicizing, let’s do it today, too!”

Nanako thought that she couldn’t leave this classroom without hurrying, and was very anxious in her heart.

Dang… Dang…

The pounding continued.

With determination Nanako stood up.

Nanako was startled!

Just then, Kamiya put his hand on Nanako.

From the eyes of the onlookers, it appeared as if Kamiya was just reaching down to straighten the hair on Nanako’s shoulders.

But Naoko felt a fierce pain between the muscles of her shoulder and her collarbone, and fell back into her chair.

Even so Kamiya remained silent.

“What the hell is going on, I don’t know anything!”

As if satisfied with Nanako’s trembling voice, Kamiya finally spoke.

“Start there first.”

“I came looking for you, but I heard a conversation… and I just wanted to know who you were talking to…”

Nanako waited for Kamiya’s reaction.

He left the table and approached the couch where Nayoko was sitting and sat next to Nayoko. The couch sank due to Kamiya’s weight, and Naiko’s body slightly tilted towards Kamiya. Subconsciously, when Nako tried to correct her posture, Kamiya pressed Nako’s hand with his fist on his knee. Nanako’s body became stiff and she couldn’t move. Nako realized that Kamiya’s body was leaning towards her unconsciously.

“It’s a lie!” Kamiya whispered.

For a split second his hands caught Nanako’s hands and knees.

“It hurts…”

“It’s a lie!”

Once again, Kamiya said with a light smile that seemed to surface.

“Because I heard you yelling and hitting…”

As Nanako began to speak, Kamiya’s hand slowly, gently began to gently stroke the top of Nanako’s knee.

“And then what?”

Slowly Kamiya’s hand moved to Nanako’s thigh.

Slowly, he pulled up Nanako’s skirt, revealing her panties.

However, Naiko was too distracted by Kamiya’s face, which was getting closer and closer to her, to notice these….

“I only heard Kousuke’s name, and… nothing after that…”

Kamiya’s wrist unconsciously wrapped around Nanako’s neck, moving as if caressing her throat. The other hand, from the top of the panties slowly began to trace the division.

“Ever hear it? What I’ve done.”

Kamiya’s voice seemed far away.

“Did you hear about me jeopardizing the campaign, too? This can all be about you.”

Kamiya’s hand stroking his lower body moved upward, thrusting into his smock.

Nanako didn’t dare to move like a frog touching a snake. Soon after the hand that was inserted into the smock pulled the bra upwards and the hand invaded that lower part. Nanako’s nipples hardened from the tension.

“Scary?”

Nanako’s eyes filled with tears.

“No, Kousuke!”

Naiko’s words enraged Kamiya. He tore Naiko’s smock and bra with both hands.

Nanako’s hands were fixed behind her body by Kamiya’s broken smock. In Kamiya’s line of sight appeared two white, round breasts and pink nipples.

“Kousuke, huh! You like Kousuke too?”

Kamiya’s appearance at this moment was completely different from just now as he looked at Nanako’s body angrily. Nanako’s body stiffened even more from fear and shame.

At that moment…

There was a sharp knock at the textbook room door.

The moment Kamiya’s attention turned to the doorway, Nanako grabbed her uniform, which had only sleeves and scraps of fabric left, and ran for the door.

Unlock and open the door. Kousuke was standing in the doorway.

Upon seeing Kousuke’s face, Nako’s tears had completely disobeyed her and collapsed into Kousuke’s chest she cried out.

“Our minister saw it, although she should have interfered on the spot.”

Gently hugging Nanako’s shoulders, Kousuke walked into the textbook room while talking.

Kousuke took his sport coat off and draped it over Nayoko’s shoulders.

Just then, Kamiya suddenly started laughing.

“What’s so funny!”

Hearing Kousuke’s voice Kamiya started to get angry.

“Just can’t stand it! Last minute heroics? Then I’m not the leader of the Devil’s Party? It’s really like a third-rate cartoon!”

Kamiya laughed as he spoke, before revealing sharp eyes looking askance at Kousuke.

The malice in his eyes caused even the extremely angry Kousuke to be momentarily paralyzed by it.

“Why make such an enemy of Kousuke?”

Nanako, who had slightly regained her senses, cried out so.

“Can you play the role of justice? The hypocrite who subjected me to so much aggravation!”

Kamiya completely ignored Nanako saying so.

Kousuke replied, confused.

“What’s wrong? Are you sure? Since the day you transferred here, the two of us haven’t even spoken…”

“You don’t remember. It was ten years ago, but I can never forget, that summer!

”

Kamiya’s hiss sent Kousuke’s mind back ten years.

“┅┅？”

The summer… the days of swimming, the nostalgic past come to mind one by one.

Everything seemed as if it were a moment.

Kousuke found a memory from a past that was as plentiful as fine sand.

That is, in the countryside of my grandfather’s house, there was a villa that adults said was owned by a billionaire, and in the villa there was a playmate of Kousuke’s….

“… Xiao Zong…”

Kousuke’s eyes seemed to still be looking at the past and said so.

“Eh, you finally remembered!”

Kamiya’s smile seemed particularly ironic for this long-awaited reunion.

“Well, then, look at this, the never-ending humiliation you’ve subjected me to!”

Kamiya loosened his belt and with a strong effort pulled his pants down while turning his ass towards the Kousuke’s.

There, there’s a pink heart.

Kousuke couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.

However this reaction angered Kamiya again.

“This one brand has humiliated me for ten years, and this is the brand that wants me to avenge it!”

“That… that… that was left over from playing war games…”

Kousuke remembered all of it.

The war game that split the village in two, with Kousuke and Kamiya being the two big players at the time.

“But, at the time, you were the one who said ‘the loser stays branded’.”

“Don’t abet, it’s all because you used despicable means to win.”

A fuming Nayoko asked Kousuke.

“Despicable means?”

It was Kamiya who answered that question.

“This guy demanded the same number of participants from both sides! As a result, I can only use half the number of people!”

But this is…

Kamiya interrupted Nanako, who was about to speak, and continued.

“It has been my goal for a long time to subject you to the same humiliation! No one can stop it!”

With those words, Kamiya left the textbook room.