Finally, I successfully broke free from the clutches of the sports field. I was concerned that I would lose my mind if I spent any more time with them. To be honest, for this time, the torture that the Underground Student Council subjected to us was significantly more impactful.
I have a feeling that this was simply a test they gave us to prolong the boys' confinement.
If you were to ask about my thoughts on expulsion, it's safe to say that the possibility still lingers in my mind. With each passing day, it seems to grow more tangible. However, I must admit that I have made considerable efforts to navigate this situation, and, to some extent, I have managed to overcome it.
Foiling Gakuto's scheme to break out of school in order to obtain the figurine was the correct course of action. Despite having to step in and take his place, the situation ultimately unfolded without a hitch.
You could say it went too smoothly because my relationship with Meiko grew stronger. It was clear that I meant more to her than just a male prisoner to abuse.
My bond with Chiyo also got stronger.
How can I know that?
It is simple, really. If I were to ask if our relationship was just a normal friendship, she might respond with a hint of uncertainty, her cheeks turning a rosy shade. I am fully aware of the true events that happened. Another thing to reconsider: I was also the one who shared her first kiss.
"I do feel a bit remorseful for taking advantage of her, considering she's different from those bitches in the Underground Student Council."
I let out a sigh. As I strolled through the schoolyard, memories of my student days flooded back. A lingering sense of inadequacy seemed to follow me, perhaps due to my prison attire or other factors.
However…
I guess that's how the Underground Student Council wields such power over the boys, diminishing our self-worth to mere trash.
So, I won't stop until I make those bitches feel the same way. Gradually, I will find ways to involve them in the same situation as me before causing them humiliation and tearing their self-esteem to shreds.
"Speaking of bitches, the other day, this girl who had quite the attitude approached me and introduced herself as Kate T-Taken-no?... fuck, my memory is blurry."
What bothered me the most wasn't just my inability to recall her name but rather the negative impression she left on me.
Who in their right mind would slam someone they just met?
However, I stumbled upon someone who entered my life unexpectedly and departed just as swiftly. It all happened because I turned down her offer and politely expressed my lack of interest in seeing her panties.
Wait, let me get this straight. So, she ended up showing it to me… well, it may have been unintentional. I did warn her about it, but she chose to accept it with a different motive, and as a result, the slamming incident occurred.
I couldn't help but tremble as I recalled the moment my vision abruptly flipped upside down. However, I must confess, she gave off an aura reminiscent of someone well-versed in martial arts, much like Hana. Still, I couldn't help but worry that she would only add more complications to my already chaotic high school life.
Without realizing it, I found myself circling the school building, only to end up back where I started, gazing out at the expansive sports field. In addition to the first-grade students, a class from the second grade also participated in PE.
The field was filled with students engaged in different activities, closely watched by their teachers. Not too far away, tables and chairs were set up for the boys' test, strategically placed so as not to disrupt the ongoing activities.
"It's a bit hard to make out, but it seems like they're still firmly seated in their chairs... I can't entirely blame them, especially after this."
"K-Kiyoshi... what's up? what are you doing here alone?"
Just for a moment, I thought I had been caught. The cheerful voice reminded me of Hana's, but unlike her, there was no sarcasm or hidden threats. This time, I sensed sincerity.
Just as I wanted to look back, I noticed the voice's owner standing right beside me. With a curious tone, she asked again, "What are you looking at?"
"Chiyo, you almost made my heart jump out," I exclaimed, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.
As I looked into her eyes, I could see the confusion in her gaze. At first glance, she bore a striking resemblance to Hana, especially with her similar haircut. The only noticeable difference was that Hana's hair was blonde. Nevertheless, I was glad to see her again so soon.
"I was in the middle of a test, you know, right over there..." I gestured towards the boys, "but I made the spontaneous decision to escape."
Chiyo nodded, her expression shifting from curiosity to concern, almost resembling fear, "isn't that bad? You could get a serious punishment."
"I think this test is pretty pointless. It seems like no matter what we do, we're just going to fail," I said, wearing a defeated expression. After that, I took hold of Chiyo's hand and guided her away from that place.
"Rather than waiting for the Underground Student Council to give me a punishment at the end, I choose to enjoy my time in my own way," I continued.
"But, you'll never know unless you give it a try. I want you to..." As soon as Chiyo's voice ceased, I quickly turned around and noticed her face flushing with embarrassment.
When she caught sight of my gaze, she quickly resumed where she had left off. However, it was evident that something had changed. I want the boys to be free from this unreasonable punishment right away."
Not wanting to rush the step too early, I tried to stay on track with the subject. "Perhaps you're correct, but my optimism dwindled when we were instructed to take the test as a group. Moreover..."
As I arrived at the back door of the building, I released Chiyo's hand. However, I couldn't help but notice that she appeared preoccupied and nervous. Despite this, I brushed it off and carried on with my casual conversation.
"They began with some rather unconventional tests, such as giving us the opportunity to experience a day as regular students. However, they imposed a restriction on interacting with female students."
As I raised my index and middle fingers, I began counting. "Throughout the day, we were constantly forced to avert our gaze, fixating on the ground, walls, or sky - anything but the female students."
"And today, we were told to take the test in the middle of the field.
Finally, I raised all five of my fingers, and to my surprise, Chiyo extended her hand, inviting me to interlock our fingers. Her voice was soft as she spoke, "I'm truly sorry. It's because of my sister's decision that you all are being treated this way."
I didn't intend to make her feel guilty, but I also didn't intervene. I allowed Chiyo to immerse herself in her imagination, where she portrayed me as the victim who should be given deep sympathy.
Though, if you ask me, what the boys did was a fuck up. The punishment they received was quite understandable, but those bitches made a mistake by dragging me into this situation.
"I wasn't wrong to trust you, because I felt like you were the only person I could rely on in this school," I said softly, and she accepted it as I expected.
I leaned in, feeling the moment was perfect. As our lips connected, it was everything I had hoped for. With one of her hands, she held my shoulder tightly, her grip betraying a hint of fear that this kiss might take a wrong turn. However, I quickly reassured her, putting her worries to rest.
Our lips gently brushed against each other, and as our gazes locked, I could sense an intense and unique blaze in her eyes. When I opened my mouth wide, as if I wanted to devour hers, she playfully mirrored my actions, resulting in a surprisingly intense and passionate kiss.
"Hahh...♡ Hahh...♡ Kiyoshi, there must be more to this than just a kiss, right?" Chiyo's voice trembled as she spoke, but her grip on my hand grew stronger.
"Are you looking for something different?"
I grinned mischievously as I settled myself by the small staircase that led to the door. Since our hands were still entwined, Chiyo couldn't resist complying with my playful request. However, as she tried to sit beside me, I couldn't resist the urge to pull her onto my lap.
Our faces were once again in close proximity, allowing us to sense the rhythm of our hearts and the quickening of our breaths.
Letting go, I used both hands to gently hold her cheeks. As she sat there, her hair fell onto my face, but I could still see her adorable smile growing wider.
"Is it strange that I'm feeling like I want to die at the moment?"
I could sense that she still had more to say, so I patiently waited. As her hands gently wrapped around my neck, she opened up further, expressing her feelings of embarrassment and the overwhelming sensation of heat that engulfs her when she's unsure. However, "every time you kiss me, there's something inside me that feels satisfied."
"Would you believe me if I felt the same way?"
Chiyo simply nodded, her attention solely on me, and mine solely on her. There was only a little light coming in through her hair, creating a tranquil and comforting atmosphere.
Shortly after, we carried on with the intense flame of desire that still lingered within us. There was a noticeable change in our kiss - it felt rougher as if Chiyo was determined not to back down and wanted to take charge.
It was truly delightful to witness the spark of excitement in her eyes as our lips locked and our passionate embrace continued to deepen. And then, at last, the moment arrived when I tried to deepen our kiss, immersing myself in the exchange of tongues and saliva. The resulting sounds were quite provocative, causing even Chiyo's ears to turn a deep shade of crimson.
"Kiyoshi...♡ O-Our k-kiss is a bit too loud...♡ what if someone overhears us?" Chiyo blushed as she paused to regain her composure before speaking again:
"Can we go a little slower? I don't want other people to hear...♡"
"No, let's stop here," As soon as I said that, I could see a flicker of disappointment in Chiyo's eyes. It was clear that she had been completely consumed by her desires.
I could say the same thing to myself, but there are other pressing matters at hand. Given our limited time, I don't think it would genuinely satisfy either of us.
"Be a good girl and tell me what happened in the Underground Student Council room."