Reality was more tasteless than imagination.
I was late, but my homeroom teacher just asked me if I had overslept.
When I entered the classroom, eyes gathered around me, but no one made fun of me before class.
I'm not that social at school either, but it's sad to see so little reaction.
Even though Miyu worked so hard for me.
I guess that's what interest in other people is all about.
Was I too self-conscious?
When I think about it, I don't even notice when a girl cuts her hair, and when Suzuhara asks me if I'm making fun of him when he gets his hair styled, I don't really care.
I feel sorry about reporting this to Miyu when I get home, but I couldn't afford to worry about it.
I have an obligation to fulfill.
Talk to a girl.
When I come to school, establish a conversation at least once.
That's one of the promises I made with Miyu.
Yesterday and the day before yesterday, I asked Onozaki, who is relatively easy to talk to in class, questions about the class.
Because she's the seat right next to mine.
Talking to other girls is still too high a hurdle.
Miyu told me to talk to Yamamoto-san if possible, but Yamamoto-san is not only out of my league, but also popular. There is no chance for conversation in the first place.
Having someone talk to me doesn't count as part of my promise to Miyu.
However, there is something different about continuing to meet the conditions through conversations with Onozaki.
Miyu has no way of knowing for sure if I'm talking to a girl, but that's why, on the other hand, I feel I have to follow her intentions and obey her faithfully.
In the end, it will be good for me.
I have to repay Miyu for everything she did this morning.
"-Onozaki, you often attach a strap to your bag."
At the end of recess, the few minutes between when students take their seats and when the teacher arrives.
In the end, the person I talked to was Onozaki, but this time I tried to talk about topics that were not related to classes.
This is a tremendous advance.
"Nn? This?"
Onozaki shows off the same strap that was attached to her bag, hanging it from the edge of her pencil case.
It's a series of glasses-wearing animals with loose faces.
Onozaki also wears glasses, so I'm sure she feels sympathy for them.
"Yeah, yeah. I've been seeing it a lot at convenience stores lately."
"It's because food toys have started releasing. Originally, they were modeled after the image character of instant coffee, but it seems like the Marutari Cafe series has sold a lot.''
Onozaki gave me the details while playing with the strap.
It seems that it was originally a modest sales strategy, but it became explosively popular due to the so-called high school girl effect.
"Sotomichi-kun."
This time, Onozaki started talking.
She casually glances at me and lowers her voice as she leans her shoulders closer.
"Did you get a girlfriend?"
O-oh, I got gut-punched in the heart.
I was finally able to hear the words that I had been expecting from somewhere, even though I didn't want to hear them.
So it didn't go unnoticed.
"I don't have one yet."
I said "yet".
It's not like me.
My girlfriend was supposed to be inside my PC a long time ago.
In any case, this is a good thing.
Since I was asked if I had a girlfriend, I can assume that my masculinity has increased.
Although I still can't see the effects of my muscle training coming to fruition, it is probably not unrelated to the fact that I have recently developed an awareness of changing my posture, which resulted in me changing my slightly hunched posture.
"I see. Hehe. That's nice."
Onozaki sends me only a glance as she tucks her hair behind her ear.
Whoa, whoa, wait. What's happening.
I'm grossed out by myself, thinking that I'm too popular or something.
This is normal.
It's nothing special.
Don't get carried away, me.
At this level, I shouldn't be thinking that Onozaki would maybe become conscious of me.
Obviously.
"T-thanks."
My chest was throbbing.
I can't believe such an exhilarating moment is happening.
On the contrary, I'm becoming conscious of Onozaki, aren't I?
I'm easy, too easy.
Where did my worry about not being able to love anyone other than my little sister go?
"......Nn?"
After my conversation with Onozaki ends, I face the questions I hold in my mind alone.
Although I did tell Miyu that I liked my little sister- well, it's true that I like her- but it doesn't mean that I'm romantically interested in Miyu, or that I've reached that stage yet.
I can only cum to Miyu.
That alone is a big problem, though.
I'm just assuming that I can't like any other girl.
I think the reason I can't get an erection from anyone other than my little sister is because I'm making myself think that way.
Onozaki, huh.
She doesn't have big breasts, but she's the type that, you know, when she gets in that kind of mood, she's going to be like, surprisingly aggressive.
If I take off her glasses, I'm going to have to have sex with her while she glares at me because of her poor eyesight.
She doesn't have the aura of male presence around her at all though.
What if she was actually insanely experienced?
When we get into the cowgirl position, she starts shaking her hips.
Aah, it's exciting to imagine.
Damn it, I want to get an erection.
Why.
It only reacts with a tingle.
Am I nervous because she's right next to me?
"Okay, be quiet. Class will begin. Class leader, give the command."
While I was daydreaming, the teacher arrived.
Fifty minutes from now is math class.
In that case, if I finish my work ahead of time, I can still spend the remaining time fantasizing.
Let's finish things off quickly and re-enter the ero-world.
Before this excitement wears off, I'll somehow manage to get an erection from a girl other than Miyu!
"--Damn it...!!"
No good.
In the end, I ended up not getting an erection even until the last class.
Well, the last class was music, so that's a bit unreasonable.
But I'm not completely defeated.
It got to about half erect.
I can do this.
At this rate, I can definitely get a full erection to a classmate within a few days.
But that doesn't mean I'll stop asking Miyu to introduce me to girls.
Everywhere I look today, I see remarkable progress.
I was so tired after spending all day trying to use the power of my eyes and imagining erotic things.
What the heck, even Suzuhara was poking me and saying, "You got a girl, huh?"
He didn't get as riled up as he did when I was on day duty with Yamamoto-san.
That guy seems to be fine with anything as long as Yamamoto-san and other men don't get along with each other.
Since when did you become such a fan of Yamamoto-san?
Suzuhara is supposed to be a 2D believer, too.
What does it matter.
Let's stop thinking about it.
We didn't even have PE class, but I was completely exhausted in the hallway on my way back from the music room.
It seems that the glucose I ingested in the morning and afternoon has already been digested and exhausted.
No, but, I've always fantasized about my classmates as fap material at one point or another. What about Miyu?
From the flow of that conversation I confided in Miyu about, it is clear that I should not be using her as fap material.
Still, Miyu did not directly prohibit it.
Miyu has been talking to me a lot lately.
When it comes to clothes-related topics, I'm actually quite proactive about it.
I don't know why, but I'm sure I'm getting along well with her.
When I think about it, that's probably it.
Maybe the next time Miyu lets me cum in her mouth, she'll do it.
Cleaning it up.
For example, I could ask for a favor as a reward for working hard at something.
She is definitely a person who cannot leave unpaid favours alone.
Even when Miyu saw me masturbating for the first time and when she had my wet dream semen taken care of, she was insistent on giving back to me and being equal.
As long as there is a reason, Miyu will reflect it in her actions.
She would do it with a blank stare again anyways.
She'd probably just stick her tongue out and lick it without thinking.
It's a possibility.
Perhaps it wasn't as impossible as it originally was.
When I first came in Miyu's mouth, I was so vigorous that I made the request without thinking.
If that's the case, then if I insert it just enough to touch her lips without asking, wouldn't she allow me to go all the way down her throat?
Since it's Miyu, I'm sure she'll just swallow it silently even if I came right down her throat.
I want to pour all my thick semen into her.
I think I'll stop masturbating and save up some semen.
When she takes it silently like that, it makes me want to see how much I can make her drink.
?............?
This is bad.
I'm fully erect.
The hallway at the end of class was full of students.
As expected, if it's this serious, I can't hide it with just a textbook.
Someone I know just went into the toilet, not to mention it's a long distance away.
The worst case scenario is that there are no cubicles available.
Fortunately, I'm on the first floor.
If I go behind the stairs, there is a blind spot where no one will see me unless the emergency exit is used.
That should be the best thing to do, as long as it calms down the bulge in my crotch.
After making sure there was no one in the immediate vicinity, I trotted to the stairs.
If any part of the staircase is not visible, it will look like I rushed upstairs from there.
Hiding behind the stairs had a strict requirement where no one should be able to see me in the act, but I managed to clear it this time.
"Fuuh..."
I take a deep breath for now.
When I was sure that no one could see me, my carnal desires ran wild, deepening the angle of my rigidity even more.
It's Miyu's fault was that I was in a bad situation.
I never expected it to reach such a perfect condition so easily.
What a horrible little sister.
Shit, I really want you to give me a blowjob.
I want to be sucked by Miyu's mushy face.
Not the slutty, noisy sex like in AVs.
I want to have sex with her while being looked at with a composed, "Are you still not cumming yet?" kind of expression.
I wonder why.
I shouldn't have been into that kind of stuff.
My ideal would have been for us to be flirtatious and whisper our love to each other as our bodies overlapped.
For more than five years, I have devoted my passion to eroges, and I have longed for such a relationship.
But now, even being scolded by Miyu excites me.
Not good, I can't.
I can't think about anything more erotic.
Even though the break before the evening assembly is relatively long, at this rate it will be impossible to stop unless I ejaculate.
It wasn't good that I was building up sexual desire without realising it by trying to get an erection with another girl.
My horniness is exploding.
If Miyu had been here at a time like this, I would have came right away and that would have been the end of it.
"I found a bad bo-ooy."
A chill ran down my spine, and my soft body heat hit my panicked back.
That strangely sweet voice was something I had become accustomed to hearing recently.
"Ya-Yamamoto-san......!?"
The girl's scent spreads from her long hair, coating my nostrils with pheromones.
There's no doubt about the elasticity of her back and the sexiness of this scent.
I was found by the person I shouldn't have been found by the most.
"What are you doing?"
Yamamoto-san asked, standing close enough to bite my earlobe.
Too much excitement for me now.
The bulge in my crotch didn't get smaller, it pumped up yet another notch.
Even though it's from behind, in this atmosphere, I'm sure she'll find out.
"The thing that's unique to boys is..."
Actually, even if you're not in an erotic mood, your pussy can still get bigger.
I don't know if Yamamoto-san knows this, but this could very well be an accident.
"Hmm? What is that? Do boys get periods too?"
Yamamoto-san's hands reach forward from my waist.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, this, uh. What's going on?
That Yamamoto-san is touching my groin.
I can feel her slight contact through her clothes, she's rubbing me......!
"Sotomichi-kun, you were showing off a lot of your sex appeal to the girls today. Didn't everyone say that the atmosphere around you was different? I guess that problem you mentioned before worked out for you."
Her fingertips traced the underside of the bulge.
Why is Yamamoto-san doing this to me?
Is this also due to the makeover?
No. No amount of it would cause this kind of effect.
"Hey, Sotomichi-kun. Who are you thinking about to make it so big?"
Yamamoto-san's voice resonated with her lips so close that I thought she had really bitten my earlobe.
It's not the usual Yamamoto-san.
The area around my bladder is jittery and my stomach feels twitchy, as if it's cramping.
"I can't tell you that......"
There's no way I can say that.
While I was thinking about my real little sister, I couldn't stop my erection and had to evacuate.
"It's not me, is it? Sotomichi-kun, you don't seem to pay much attention to me. Is she from the same class? Maybe she's from a different grade? Heh. To think there's a girl you would be so turned on by other than me."
Yamamoto-san squeezed my trousers, puts her hand on the zipper and slowly pulls it down.
It wasn't long before she put her fingers on the button of the front opening of my trunks.
"What are you... doing......!"
Wait, wait, wait wait wait.
Why is this happening?
Why am I being stripped of my lower body?
"Who is it?"
Yamamoto-san rolled up the fabric of my trunks and skillfully unbuttoned them with the fingers of both hands, exposing my cock to the outside world.
The warped thing was exposed to the open air, and a pleasant sensation similar to that of floating enveloped my body, along with a sense of shame.
"Like I said, I can't tell you......"
"Huh."
Yamamoto-san did not touch my exposed area directly, but after she undressed my private parts, she started rubbing my inner thighs.
I've never had skin-to-skin contact with a girl this close before in my life.
Was it this warm and soft?
Was it this nice a feeling to be touched by a hand other than my own?
Even though my genitals aren't being touched directly, I only feel more aroused.
"I see. Then it can't be helped."
Yamamoto-san put her hand on the zipper of my pants again.
Then, when she grabs the zipper, she zips it up without putting my cock back into my pants.
"Eh."
What?
Was that it......?
"Hehe. What did you expect?"
Yamamoto-san's body separates from me, freeing me from the excessive body heat.
"Umm, Yamamoto-san......?"
What exactly did she want to do?
I never heard the answer to that.
Yamamoto-san distances herself from me.
"I was just teasing you a little. I'll tell them that Sotomichi-kun won't be able to attend the evening ceremony because his stomach hurts, so don't worry."
With that said, Yamamoto-san left with a smile on her face.
The most beautiful girl in school teases and picks out the cock of a boy she's not even close with?
I have no idea what's going on today.
"Haah."
I tried to calm myself, feeling weak and fed up with the load being placed on my genitals regardless of my conscious awareness.
"Tell me someday!"
"Ngah!?"
Finally, Yamamoto-san suddenly hugged me on the back and immediately ran off again.
"What the hell, seriously."
Same with her perverted behaviour towards me.
Why does Yamamoto-san care about the people I like?
I was thinking about it all afternoon.
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