Hello, Hakaru-san. Sasori Fukumi purred.
What do you want, sensei? I asked, my voice flat and my expression hinting at nothing.
Hakaru She said, sitting right in front of on my desk, crossing her legs in a short miniskirt that was barely acceptable for a teacher at school.
I could tell just by looking at her that she was wearing extrely sexy underwear. Part of the reason was that it was just slightly visible through her shirt. She picked a shirt just opaque enough you could barely make out the sexy black bra underneath.
Over the last week, Sasori had started doing things like this to try to catch my attention. Since I had disappeared after visiting Kira early this week, I had tried to keep my communication with Sasori strictly as a teacher and student thing. I had a lot to think about, especially when it ca to Kira and Netori, and Sasori just wasnt of interest right now. I really didnt want to deal with her escapist crap. She flirted, cheated, and had sex as a ans of escaping reality, but that just wasnt what I wanted to do.
The culmination of all of that was that once I started ignoring her, she started acting out to try to get my attention. Her outfits at school had grown bolder and bolder. Right now, she showed significant cleavage, had a skirt that so would call indecent. Her hair was done up in a long ponytail braid. She had on makeup in a way that enhanced her features like that of a movie star. She truly was stunningly beautiful, and she had been the talk of the entire school the last few days.
Did you see what Mrs. Fukumi is wearing today? Damn that vice-principal is a lucky man!
Damn, what I wouldnt give to stick my head in those breasts.
She bent over in front of yesterday and it took everything I had not to put my hand up her skirt.
Hehe I bet shes not even wearing underwear.
This kind of talk was floating everywhere if you stopped to listen. It was enough that youd think the vice-principal would be embarrassed and furious at the mockery his wife was making. However, that would only be the case at a normal school. This school was controlled by the God of Lust Society, and it seed like several of its mbers were Champions of gods. This was a school where the Student Council President was given to the sports team as a ans of encouragent.
The Vice-Principal walked through the halls with a grin on his face, apparently quite pleased that his wife was being ogled by other n. When he saw , he always took the ti to give a smile and a wink, as if to ask if I noticed his wife and suggest I take her for a ride. That was one of the other reasons I had cut off things between myself and Sasori. I didnt want to give this man a single point, even inadvertently.
As far as Kira, I hadnt been able to find her at all. Even when I asked after her, she was always gone by the ti I got there. I suspected that Netorase must be warning her or sothing. I complained about the level of cheating that her sister was doing to Netori one of the few tis she would talk to after our argunt. She only sniffed and crossed her arms.
The other gods and goddesses dont do as much as you may think. Rather, why do you assu all of your failures are because others are cheating? Youve also had many advantages others did not receive. You started first, and I even offered myself to put you on your way. Netorare sacrificed her body and heart for you. anwhile, you go around the school with rumors that you have connections to the mafia and stole both your sister and Akiko out from other n. Any player would be foolish to not guess you were a player, and I bet many of them would call you the cheat!
Her answer was at that level. If I wanted to win Netoris heart, it seed like I was farther than I had ever been.
Of course, all of that culminated today, the day before the Friday event where Id finally expose these bastards for what they were. Sasori had used her power as a teacher to make stay after school. I still thought about walking out, but I didnt put it above her putting into detention and making serve it privately with her. At the very least, I didnt want to give Sasori even an inch right now, even as she sat on my desk with her ass practically in my face.
Hakaru, you havent stopped over to my house in so ti. She said, her lips pouting. Youre making a girl feel lonely.
Sasori I sighed, Mrs. Fukumi, what is it youre looking for?
Wh-what do you an? She blinked, and then a small smile ford. Do you an, top or bottom?
Her hand reached and she tried to put it up my shirt. She had an eager expression on her face and was licking her lips seductively. It was pretty clear what she was expecting. I pulled away, causing the smile on her face to slip into confusion.
I an, your life is a ss. Your husband knows youve been cheating on him with . Hes known all along.
Th-thats impossible. She laughed like I was joking, and then tried to put her hands on again, but I backed up another step. Hakaru you shouldnt make up-
It gets him off. He likes seeing other n use you. He likes watching his daughter get raped too.
Finally, the humor in her expression fell, and a stern look appeared. Hakaru, these kinds of accusations
I dont really care if you believe . I just thought you should know. However, youve been denying everything else in front of you, so why should I be surprised that youd pretend even my words are a lie. It must be convenient interpreting things for your own convenience.
Thats not fair! How dare you! Her expression started to turn angry, but I couldnt stop now.
I love Kira. Even if the pair of you wont protect her, I will. I said.
So, you only care about the younger model, is that it? She said bitterly.
I sighed. It really didnt matter what I said. It would take sothing truly shocking to break her from her comfy lies. I just didnt want to be a part of them. I grabbed her arms and pulled her close to . Her lips parted slightly, but I made no attempt to kiss her. Instead, I looked her in the eyes carefully.
Mrs. Fukumi, I would protect you too. I said, However, I only steal a woman worth taking. That woman is no longer you.
I released her and turned around, grabbing my backpack and heading for the door. Sasori watched with her mouth open, but she seed to not know what to say. In truth, I didnt even know myself why I didnt just use her for sex. Perhaps, I just like the idea of enabling her. Perhaps, with her husband giving her to and her throwing herself at , I didnt feel like she was truly mine. It was a jumbled up knot of emotions that I simply didnt want to explore.
When I entered the hallway, a familiar face was standing there. He made feel a well of deep bitterness and anger, but also resignation. At the very least, I knew I had made the right decision.
Hakaru The vice-principal smiled. You truly like to tease my wife too much. Im afraid she isnt as into denial play as I am.
Im done with your wife, I responded. You can find so other player to milk points off of.
He scratched his cheek and laughed. Is that your answer? That truly is unfortunate. I thought you had what it took to be a winner, but it looks like youll be crushed under his foot in the end. Well, this was to be expected. Actually, I ca to tell you that Cuckold is withdrawing his offer to aid you.
My eyes widened. Withdrawing? Why?
He has sensed what you have done to his sister, Netorare. He said he knows what you all are planning now, and he wants no part of it. In fact, if you continue along this path, he says youll have to excuse him if he starts playing unfair.
What path was the vice-principal talking about? Was he talking about the fact that the three sisters are combining as one? Why does he want to get in the way of all of that? I truly didnt understand the goal of anyone involved.
Ill keep that under advisent, I said, not really knowing how else to answer.
Oh, and one more thing. This isnt a ssage from Cuckold. This is a personal piece of advice. After all, youre still a junior at my school, and I do not want to see you hurt.
What is that, Vice-Principal? I remained polite with my words, but my tone was sour and my eyes felt like ice as they stared at him.
All of this seed to just roll off the other man who remained smiling. Its simply this. There is a certain event tomorrow that I think Hakaru is thinking about joining.
I tried to keep my face as expressionless as possible. Oh? Ive not heard of such a thing.
Well, perhaps you have now. The man chuckled. Im simply advising you not to go. What can I say? You wont like what you see there.
Youre talking about another sacrifice, right? Another girl being gang-raped? Is it Kira? Are you seriously going to turn your daughter into a at toilet for a bunch of n?
He laughed. Ah but watching my family being forcibly raped over and over again, its the ultimate tease! I heard how you truly feel about her, so I recomnd you dont show up. I wouldnt want your childish mind to break under the notions of love. However, if you do co to enjoy the show, rember that if you had joined when you had the chance, none of this would have been necessary.
I fought the urge to punch him in the face. I really wanted to at that mont, but if I did, I would certainly get into major trouble, and it would damper my capacity to do anything. Mr. Fukumi broke into laughter and there was nothing I could do as he pushed past and entered the room with his wife. She was probably shocked to see him, especially with having just left. No, I was just trying to distract myself from what he said.
To the best of my knowledge, Kira had been abused, had sex, and done group sex stuff, but it hadnt been at the sa level as Eiko. Now, it seed, Netorase, that bitch, was finally making her move. She was going to share my Kira with everyone, and in the end, Mr. Fukumi figured Id be powerless to stop it.
Of course, I wouldnt be able to just barge in, sweep her off her feet, and then take her away as I had done with Akiko and Maria. This event was going to take a lot more finesse and planning. I looked through my phone, found the first number to call, and then dialed it.
Eiko? Yeah, its Hakaru. It is ti that I called in that favor.
It was ti to prepare for war.
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