It's been over a month since the boys completed their sentence. As per the agreement, they were supposed to be free and resume their lives as regular students. However, it was evident that something was amiss when they were still clad in prison attire.
While it is indeed true that the Underground Student Council imposed a one-month sentence on them, President Mari believed they needed further preparation before reintegrating into the student environment. As a result, they were required to undergo training, one aspect of which involved demonstrating good behavior.
"Any idea how much longer we'll be here? I'm tired of always being told what to do," Shingo grumbled. The way he was sitting, he would have surely toppled over if it weren't for the sturdy chair beneath him.
There was a paper on the table with questions that he and the other four had to answer. It was quite a sight to see them studying, considering they usually have to do physically demanding work at this time.
What made the situation even more intriguing was the unconventional location where they were tackling the questions. While they were occasionally permitted to attend class, it was a rare occurrence. Most of the time, they would study within the confines of the prison block. However, this time, they found themselves right in the middle of the field.
"I had my doubts from the start when they asked us to lug around these tables and chairs, Damn it!" Shingo persisted in expressing his dissatisfaction, casually draping his arm around Gakuto's shoulder, who was seated beside him, as he continued:
"You're the smartest among us, right? How about you help me answer these questions?"
"Shingo-dono, just a reminder that this is part of the test we're taking, okay? If I give you the answers and they discover, we will all end up failing."
Gakuto placed his hands on the table and crossed his fingers. Throughout the entire time, his gaze remained fixed, never wavering from looking straight ahead.
"I'm scared," Gakuto admitted with a grim face. "I myself struggle to answer these questions, my mind can't seem to focus." Shortly after, he slammed his hand on the table and let out a frustrated shout:
"Damn it! How can I concentrate when they're always around! We're really fucked!"
"Ohh... umm." Shingo was not only surprised but also empathized with his friend's emotions. He decided to let go of his desire to seek an answer from him.
"Hey Kiyoshi, I noticed how you manage to stay so calm. Do you have some secret to facing this test?" Andre asked, appearing slightly uneasy as his large frame shifted in his chair. Kiyoshi couldn't help but wonder if it was due to the chair itself or some other factor.
"can you guys be quiet? it's clear that we were placed here for a reason,, and based on the fact that you struggling to concentrate on the questions, I'm starting to doubt our chances of success."
Shingo was seated on the far left, followed by Gakuto. Kiyoshi sits in the center with Andre next to him and Joe on the far right.
They had been working in this field since morning, enduring the relentless heat of the sun, which made their situation even more challenging. They were intentionally positioned in the center, where they couldn't take shelter and were far from the comforting breeze of the nearby forest.
"Look at Joe. See how he stayed quiet? It just goes to show that he's able to stay calm in any situation," Kiyoshi said, motioning for them to look to the right.
There was a sudden wave of panic as Joe, who had seemed perfectly fine, suddenly rested his head on the table. The sight of blood streaming from his nose confirmed that something was seriously wrong.
"Joe-dono, you alright? Talk to us!"
"Hey Joe, remember our agreement to tackle this test together? Don't give up just yet!"
Gakuto and Shingo were about to stand up from their chairs when a sudden recollection of Meiko's warning stopped them in their tracks. Finally, Andre, who was sitting closer, decided to help by gently lifting Joe's shirt and supporting his head until it was upright again.
"Get it together, I understand that all these women are driving you crazy, but you have to endure it until the end," Andre said firmly, as if he was going through a difficult time.
However, Joe's respond only served to bring Kiyoshi back to reality, leaving him shaking his head in disbelief.
"That was a close call... *cough… This is the first time fro me... ughkk... It seems like those women are intentionally trying to show off in front of us..."
"These idiot, Shouldn't they be concerned about other matters?" Kiyoshi muttered, expressing concern about the potential consequences of prolonged exposure to heat, "we will get dehydrated sooner or later, I don't want to get punished after going through all this,"
Like everyone else, he couldn't help but be drawn to watching the female students during their PE class on the field. However, what slightly improved his situation was that he was an experienced virgin.
As he caught sight of their glossy, rosy lips, memories of that tender moment with Chiyo came flooding back. He could still sense that exhilarating and captivating plumpness.
Moreover, as he observed the graceful sweat trickling down their necks and settling delicately in the crevices of their décolletage, it evoked memories of Meiko for Kiyoshi. They wore similar sports attire, but Meiko's generous breasts added an element of vulgarity to her overall appearance.
He would always remember the intimate moment when his hands caressed her breasts, savoring their softness with a mischievous delight. The memory of Meiko's alluring moans lingered in his mind, a result of his gentle touch on her sensitive nipples that were becoming more aroused.
"What the fuck Kiyoshi, how do you write that fast," a voice of disbelief escaped Shingo's mouth.
The others were focused on Kiyoshi, their expressions mirroring the same surprise. They leaned forward in their seats, straining to catch a better glimpse, but Kiyoshi's hands continued their fluid motion without pause.
The seemingly random scribbles turned out to be far from it as Kiyoshi meticulously filled in the answers to every question. Just as they were about to determine the accuracy of his answers, Kiyoshi swiftly rose from his seat and left.
In his hand, he clutched his exam paper tightly.
"Hold on a second Kiyoshi-dono, if you leave now, we will all fail the test, so please stay."
"Right, don't you feel sorry for Joe?" Andre remarked, gesturing towards Joe, who hadn't improved at all. He still looked incredibly frail, and blood stained his desk.
"Don't worry, I still remember it. I just wanted to test my theory by going to the toilet. If I don't come back, you can be sure that I failed. Make sure you all finish this test without me, okay?"
Kiyoshi's words had a profound impact on Andre and Shingo, leaving them deeply moved. However, all they could do was watch as Kiyoshi walked away, his figure gradually receding into the distance. Unbeknownst to others, he concealed the irritation on his face.
Joe weakly waved his hand While Gakuto grew suspicious of Kiyoshi's actions. He considered following him, but the screams of the female students about to start running interrupted his thoughts.
The relentless torment of the test, which had been ongoing since morning, resumed once more. The four male students persisted in their pursuit of self-esteem, engaging in a spirited exchange of questions and answers. As each question was addressed, they appeared to have reached a satisfying conclusion for that round.
They couldn't take their eyes off the tight shorts hugging the female students, making sure not to miss a single detail of their curves. Their breath was noticeably heavy as if their minds were diligently processing the size of the breasts they had just seen.
Unbeknownst to them, the sapient women noticed their behavior. The female students noticed these beasts were staring at them inappropriately, so they openly expressed disgust and anger. However, this only led to a misunderstanding on the part of these beasts.