"Onii-chan! You're gonna be late for your first day in school if you stay in your bed!" Yes, yes, my dear imouto, I'm already awake. I didn't need you to tell me that through the door. I've been awake for about half an hour now, actually. I simply haven't gotten out of bed yet. Another year has passed in my high school life, and now I'm starting my second year. Normally, I wouldn't think much about this but never have I experienced starting at a new school in a new city. I feel kind of nervous for what's ahead. My family used to live in Fukuoka and it was the city that I spent most of my life in, until my otou-san quit his job as a software engineer and began a career as a freelance game developer. Because of his career change, we had to relocate to Kumamoto where a close friend who owed him a few favors found an affordable residence for our family, which otou-san took right away. <

  A deep sigh of relief escaped my lips as we heard the school bell ring outside our classroom. There were a few times where my eyes were about to drop out of boredom, so I forced myself to stay awake by listing down the names of my classmates, particularly the ones who introduced themselves to me earlier.   I should have known that the first day of classes would be just like this. But damn it, I thought that because I'm the only one who's supposed to introduce himself, we're going to move on to having normal lessons!   ....Instead, we just wasted time going through orientation in almost every subject and at one point, one of our senseis just let us do whatever we wanted because he didn't want to deal with the whole thing.   On the bright side, I used that time to ask Haru-san for the names of our classmates so that particular problem won't be a bother in the future. As a member of the classroom, it's my dut

I made it in the nick of time. There's still five minutes before our classes resume and I'm currently at the clinic with Yumi-san, who was sleeping peacefully on one of the beds here. I decided to bring us here because I can't just bring Yumi-san back to our classroom with her asleep. Plus, I'm sure everyone will freak out if they saw our uniforms in their earlier state, and I don't need that happening. It's better to just leave Yumi-san here and let her sleep Oh, and I'm a very lucky guy to make it here, by the way. I'm not kidding. Despite the fact that I was carrying a sleeping girl after she had experienced a.... uhm...... climax, thanks to me, nobody a

"Mmpphff....?!" It was all I could get out of my mouth at the moment. I can't exactly say anything with this girl occupying my lips with hers. I can't even try to pull away because her arms went from my shoulders to my neck, bringing me closer to her. Oh, damn it. Why didn't I see this coming?! I'm such an idiot! After a few moments of staring silently at Yumi-san, I sighed to myself and gave in, returning the kiss by moving my own lips against her own. I heard her moan inside my mouth from the muffling sounds she made, which only made it even more clear. Last Updated : 2022-04-02

It's been four days since I've had this power or as I like to call it, the 'aphrodisiac-touch', and I still haven't thought of a possible explanation on why I have it. I'll be the first to say that there is no scientific explanation for this anomaly and the only other possibility is that this is somehow the result of having superpowers, like the ones you normally see in shōnen manga and anime. This only manifested on my first day in school here because back then, I've been able to touch girls without anything happening to them at all. Hell, I've kissed my okaa-san on the cheek countless times, hugged and gave my imouto headpats, shared handshakes and high-fives with my female relatives, and none of them felt the effects of the aphrodisiac-touch. Right now, I have two big que