After our little escapade at the school rooftop, the three of us cleaned up after our mess (by spraying the puddles of sweat and juices with water from the faucet there) and got dressed, before we headed down to the clinic.
While Yumi-san and I took off our uniforms before we did those things, Musubi-san wasn't so lucky because her skirt was full of wet spots that could be noticed by anyone who bothers to take a closer look. Fortunately, the clinic had several sets of school uniforms for both boys and girls, so Musubi-san can easily swap her skirt with a new one.
Just to be sure, I also changed into a fresh one before I waited for our class rep to be done changing clothes with Yumi-san.
Musubi-san was hidden behind a curtain that covered one of the beds, probably becau
Chapter 2 ends here. Give me some time to get Chapter 3 in motion, busy week ahead of me.
"Taidama......." I spoke in a long, drawled-out tone as I opened the door to my home, walked inside, and closed it while taking off my shoes.I expected to hear my sister's or even my mother's voice to welcome me home, but what I got wasn't either of those."Tenko! Welcome home, son!"I turned to the couch, where I saw a man sitting with his right leg crossed over the other."Otou-san?"My father, Sawaru Yusei (触る優誠), waved his hand lazily in my direction while giving me a big grin. On the other hand, I only stared at him in surprise, my tired eyes widening for a brief moment in response to seeing him here. "That's it for today's lesson. You can have the remaining time to yourselves. I'll see you all tomorrow."Our English teacher, Arima-sensei, smiled and bowed his head before leaving the classroom. He seemed unaware of the fact that all of us were staring at him as he walked out of amazement."I really wonder how he does it......""Do you think he just knows this place from the inside-out?""Maybe he's used to walking around so much that he got used to it.""That sounds too crazy for me, but it would be really cool if it's true."Those were a few of the mutters that I could hear from my classmates aI Can't Touch Girls, Otherwise They Go in Heat Chapter 3.2
Things were quiet between me and Hori-san while we worked on the books we had, as I wrote down everything that was about the Edo period and read them along the way.By the time I was done with a third book, I snuck a glance at Hori-san. I was a bit surprised to see that she had already finished reading through a sixth one, leaving only two books still untouched.I felt a bit embarrassed that she finished way more stuff than me, but this is what she's good at so I shouldn't be surprised.Anyway, I figured we're going to be done here soon so maybe I can talk to her for a bit? It wouldn't hurt to get to know her better, right?I mean, Hori-san is already treating me as a friend, unless I'm an idiot by mistaking her actions for something else."Do you spend most of your time here?"Hori-san looked up from the book that she was reading and stared at me for a few moments, a confused look appearing on her face.I was certain that she didn't know what I meant by those words so I was going to
Have you ever felt like you've been blessed and cursed at the same time?Blessed in the sense that when you wake up, you suddenly feel like you've been bestowed with something special by someone up there. You can say that it's similar to gaining a talent overnight without doing anything. You can also say that it's like having superpowers after waking up from a good night's sleep.On the other hand, cursed in the sense that said talent is something that you didn't want. That 'something special' given to you by the guy up there. What if it's not what you wanted?What if you didn't want to live with it?Surely most people would be glad that they develop a unique talent out of nowhere and take pride in it. Afterwards, they'll continue to hone and refine their abilities to the best they can. Some of them even use those 'talents' to compete in world-class competitions.In my case, I su
"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.<
Nishinomiya High School.This place was vastly different from my former school, Fukuoka High, just from one good look at it. My former school was only divided into two large buildings, but this one had three and they were arranged into an unfinished square. The buildings at Fukuoka High were also connected through outdoor hallways, while there weren't any here.A statue stood in the middle of the courtyard on top of a pedestal and a lot of students were all over the area.From this shape, I guess the main building is the one at the center, so that should be the place where I'm supposed to go."Wish me luck."I took a deep breath, gripped my bag tight, and w
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
Yumi-san started to breathe heavily, as her hands went up to her chest and down to her skirt respectively. Her left hand grabbed the mound on her chest while the other hand sneaked underneath her skirt, disappearing into that dark cave. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-lidded, and she let out a gasp upon giving her own breast a squeeze.What the hell is she doing......"Uhaa~!"....no, don't answer that! I know exactly what she's doing, but why the hell would she do this in front of me?! I'm standing right here!Out of basic human decency, I quickly turned my head to the side and even closed my eyes just to prevent myself from sneaking a peek. Yes, I know she's p