The S-Class Mage is a Gyaru!? Chapter 51: Rising Star, Part Five

"Baby girl, you’re like, totally off-key," Haruka laughs from the couch, sprawled out. The way her legs spread... I an, yeah, can you bla for not focusing on the song? Her balls are practically hanging out of those gym shorts.

Right now, we’re up in our private karaoke room’s tiny stage, playing Idol Battle Royale X. I’m absolutely murdering so city pop song I barely know the words to, or, well, I was until Haru distracted with her package just hanging out like that.

"Bitch, please," I strike a pose as the song ends. "I’m like a thousand points up on you."

"Only cause I let you win," Haruka rolls her eyes. "You know I could legit be an idol sensation if I tried."

"Only cause you’d suck every dick in your record label."

"Aaaand~?" Haruka winks. "Like you wouldn’t do the sa thing."

She’s not wrong though. Funnily enough, Haruka does indeed have so pipes on her. Like, legit singing voice that could probably land her a contract if she wasn’t such a horny ss all the ti.

My phone buzzes. I grab it as I flop down next to Haruka, imdiately snuggling into her.

[LilyAmano💫]: I guess we’ll be practicing together tomorrow?

[LilyAmano💫]: Looking forward to your teachings, S-Class.

Since it’s Lily saying this, I know damn well this is so weird attempt at being bitchy, so I just type back:

[]: lmao sure

[]: just try not to cry when you see in first place

[]: or winning the gold dal

[LilyAmano💫]: ...

[LilyAmano💫]: You an, the trophy?

[]: fuck you

"Oh shit," Haruka sits up suddenly, nearly knocking off her lap. "Speaking of tomorrow..."

She pulls out her phone, showing the event details that just dropped.

**Exhibition Events:**

*1. Formal Dance (includes mandatory partner work)*

*2. Combat Trial (3v3 team battle)*

*3. Final Challenge (details TBA)*

[The fuck? A DANCE???]

"They’re really making us dance?" I groan, burying my face in Haruka’s neck. "Like, actual dancing?"

"Mmhm." She runs her fingers through my hair. "Says here it’s to ’showcase grace and control’ or so shit."

[GothQueen🖤]: Well...

[GothQueen🖤]: You better know how to waltz.

[]: babe i know how to do a lot of things

[]: waltzing ain’t one of them lmao

[GothQueen🖤]: ... Seems we’re dood.

"Ugh, dancin’? Shit’s gonna give an aneurysm."

I’ve always had two left feet. For as long as I can rember. Best I’ve ever been able to do is learn shit off the Gram, and even then, it takes a while.

"On the bright side, it’ll be funny as fuck." Haruka grins. I glare at her. "But like, you got this. Just shake your ass and make it work."

I sit up, straddling her lap.

"Speaking of making it work..." I lean in close, my lips brushing hers. "Wanna practice so partner work?"

"I’m not gonna be in the competition."

"Bitch, just play along," I say between giggles as her hands slide up my thighs.

"Fine, fine~"

And, in an instant, we’re swapping so tongue, the ga all but forgotten. Her hands slide under my skirt while I grind against her growing bulge.

[GothQueen🖤]: Hey, you two done making out yet?

[GothQueen🖤]: We need to actually practice, you know.

I pull away from Haruka’s lips just long enough to type:

[]: stfu and let get my dick sucked in peace

[GothQueen🖤]: ...gross.

[GothQueen🖤]: But seriously, we need to figure this out.

[GothQueen🖤]: I refuse to let you embarrass us

"Reina’s got a point," Haruka mumbles against my neck. "But like, five more minutes?"

I grab her dick through those shorts.

She looks away, blushing.

"... On second thought, make it ten."

---

The next day, we head to the enemy guild to talk stuff out.

The Honda Guild’s eting room is fancy as fuck. Like, way fancier than anything at Crescent Moon, which is saying sothing.

[They really said "money ain’t no problem" huh?]

I’m slouched in one of these stupid expensive chairs, Haruka perched on the armrest next to while Reina and Lily sit properly in their own seats. The teachers are all here too - Chen looking constipated as usual, Zhang actually smirking a little, and Sato just... exists, I guess.

Across from us, the Honda Guild mbers look like they stepped out of so high-fashion magic magazine. Especially Shion Honda herself, all perfect posture and traditional clothes that probably cost more than my apartnt.

[Wonder if she’s ever heard of having fun...]

"So," Shion’s voice is exactly what you’d expect - cultured, precise, boring. "These are Crescent Moon’s representatives? Your competitors?"

Her eyes linger on , then drift to Haruka.

"And who might this be?" She gestures at my girl with one perfectly manicured hand. "I don’t believe she was listed as a competitor on your website."

[Oh, here we fucking go.]

"She’s with ," I shrug, wrapping an arm around Haruka’s waist. "If she can’t stay, I bounce."

The room goes dead silent. Professor Chen looks like she’s about to have a stroke.

"Miss Nakamura," she starts, but I cut her off.

"Nah, for real." I sit up straighter, keeping my hand on Haruka. "You want in this exhibition? Haru stays."

Haruka kinda blushes a bit, with literally everyone looking at her. My bad for putting her in the spotlight, I guess, but I’m serious.

If I have to hang out with these people, without my bae, I will actually have the life drained out of , I swear.

Shion’s eyebrow twitches.

"... Very well," Shion sighs like I’m physically paining her. "Now, about the events themselves..."

And, it begins.

She goes on about rules and regulations, but I’m barely listening. Too busy thinking about how we’re gonna handle this. The dance is gonna be a bitch, obviously. But, maybe I can practice up to where that shit won’t be an issue.

"For the combat portion," Shion’s voice cuts through my thoughts, "you’ll be facing our top three mages."

Now THAT gets my attention. Three figures step forward from the shadows.

All of them hot as fuck.

First up is this tall drink of water with silver hair and golden eyes that practically glow. Her Honda Guild uniform, a black, collared shirt, stockings, and a long pencil skirt, hugs every curve, and she’s got plenty of curves to hug.

Behind her cos this absolute SNACK of a guy - tan skin, ssy black hair, the kind of muscles you can see through his clothes. But it’s the last one that really gets going.

Short, stacked redhead with an undercut and enough piercings to set off a tal detector. The way she carries herself screams "I can and will crush you."

Hot.

[Wonder if they’re down for so post-fight fun...]

"Akari," Haruka whispers in my ear. "You’re drooling."

"Can you bla ?"

Reina kicks my chair.

[GothQueen🖤]: Focus, you horny gyaru

[]: but babe

[]: look at them

[GothQueen🖤]: We’re here to fight them, not fuck them.

[]: why not both? 😘

"Miss Nakamura," Shion’s voice could freeze hell. "Are you paying attention?"

"Always am, honey." I wink at her. "Just thinking about how fun this is gonna be, is all."

---

A while later, it’s done. The deets are ironed out, we know what’s gonna be up at the exhibition.

Except...

"Then we’re agreed," Shion says, standing up like she’s got a stick up her ass. "The exhibition will take place next Friday. But, we will decide on the final part of the exhibition in a few days."

[Thank fuck, I was about to die of boredom.]

Everyone starts filing out, but Lily just has to get one last word in.

"Try not to embarrass us during the dance portion, Nakamura," she says sweetly. "So of us actually know what we’re doing."

Yeah, she must be feeling confident since this is the one part of this competition that probably won’t have much to do with magic.

I turn to her, grinning.

"Honey, the only thing you know how to do is kiss ass." I look her up and down. "Though I hear you’re pretty good at that."

Her face goes red.

"Ladies." Professor Zhang’s voice cuts through our bullshit. She’s leaning against the wall, those dragon tattoos of hers swimming across her skin. "Hate to break up whatever this is, but you’re gonna be fighting together next week. Those three hotties you were drooling over?" She looks at as she says that. "They’re a team. As are you."

[... I hate it.]

"You three need to work as one," she grins. "So maybe save the catfight for after we kick Honda’s ass?"

I glance at Lily, who looks like she just swallowed a lemon. Then at Reina, who’s pinching the bridge of her nose.

[Ruka💕]: lmaooo you’re so fucked

[]: stfu and co over tonight

[]: need to practice that waltz

[Ruka💕]: "practice" huh? 😘

[]: yeah lots

"Fine," I sigh, loud enough for everyone to hear. "But I ain’t promising to play nice."

"Wouldn’t expect you to," Zhang winks. "Just try not to kill each other before the exhibition?"

[No promises there either...]