March 8th dawned with an unusual crispness, the early morning sun casting a golden hue over the Advanced Nurturing High School campus.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka arrived at his classroom early, his face impassive as always. As he approached, he noticed Sakayanagi Arisu waiting for him, her ever-present cane by her side.
"Ayanokoji-kun," Sakayanagi greeted him, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. "I see you're punctual as always."
"Good morning, Sakayanagi," Ayanokoji replied flatly, his eyes betraying no emotion.
She smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "It seems we'll be competing against each other in this final special exam. I look forward to it."
Before Ayanokoji could respond, the new Acting Director Tsukishiro appeared, his presence immediately commanding attention. With a swift motion, he kicked Sakayanagi's cane, causing her to stumble. As Ayanokoji moved to steady her, Tsukishiro pushed him against the wall, his face inches from Ayanokoji's.
Ayanokoji's eyes flickered briefly with the instinct to retaliate, but he quickly suppressed it. He knew the camera mounted on the wall was operational, and any aggressive move on his part could be used against him. Tsukishiro's eyes narrowed in disappointment.
"Is this the so-called masterpiece of the White Room?" Tsukishiro sneered. "Pathetic."
Ayanokoji remained silent, his expression unchanging. Tsukishiro released him, shaking his head, and walked away, leaving a tense silence in his wake.
Sakayanagi straightened herself, a wry smile on her lips. "Interesting times ahead, wouldn't you say?"
Ayanokoji nodded slightly. "Indeed."
Returning to the classroom, Ayanokoji took his seat as Chabashira Sae entered, her expression serious. "Class, attention please. I have an important announcement regarding the upcoming special exam."
The room fell silent as she continued. "The Event Selection Exam is designed to test not only your individual abilities but also your strategic thinking and teamwork. Each class will select a commander who will play a crucial role in determining the outcome of the exam. The commanders will draw lots to determine matchups, and each class will select events in which they believe they excel."
The students exchanged glances, the gravity of the situation sinking in.
As Chabashira finished her explanation and left the classroom, discussions erupted among the students.
"Who should be our commander?" Ike asked, looking around.
"I think Horikita should do it," Sudou suggested, glancing at her.
Horikita frowned, considering the responsibility. Ayanokoji took this moment to interject. "I'll be the commander," he said calmly, his voice cutting through the chatter.
The class fell silent, staring at him in surprise. Ayanokoji rarely took the initiative, and his proposal was unexpected.
"Are you sure, Ayanokoji-kun?" Hirata asked, concern evident in his voice. "It's a big responsibility."
Ayanokoji nodded. "I have a protection point. Even if we lose, I won't be expelled. It's the safest option for the class."
Horikita nodded in agreement. "He's right. It's a logical choice."
With the decision made, Ayanokoji began to issue orders through discreet messages. He texted his secret girlfriend, Sakura Airi, instructing her to rally the students and keep their spirits high. Her charisma and charm made her an ideal motivator.
"Airi, keep everyone motivated. We need to give our best effort," Ayanokoji messaged.
"Got it, Kiyotaka-kun! I'll make sure everyone stays focused," Airi replied with a determined emoji.
Next, he messaged Kushida Kikyou, his secret friend-with-benefits. Her task was more covert – to use her beauty and connections to gather information on the events chosen by other classes.
"Kikyou, I need you to find out what events Class B and Class D are choosing," Ayanokoji instructed.
"Leave it to me, Ayanokoji-kun. I'll get all the details," Kushida responded with a playful wink emoji.
Ayanokoji had already spoken with Ichinose Honami the night before, asking her to have Class B choose Class D if they had the chance. He wanted Class C to face Class A directly, a strategy he believed would be most effective.
Honami's reply was reassuring. "Understood. Good luck, Kiyotaka-kun."
After the lunch break, Chabashira returned to the classroom, her gaze sweeping over her students. "Have you decided on a commander?" she asked.
Horikita Suzune stood up. "Yes, Ayanokoji will be our commander."
Chabashira nodded, her eyes locking onto Ayanokoji's. "Follow me."
As they walked towards the hall where the commanders would gather, Ayanokoji whispered to Chabashira, "Keep an eye on Tsukishiro. Inform me of any suspicious actions."
Chabashira's expression remained stoic, but she nodded. "Understood."
They entered the hall where the other commanders were already assembled. From Class A, Sakayanagi stood with her usual air of confidence. Ichinose represented Class B, her gentle demeanor masking a steely resolve. Satoru Kaneda, a brooding figure, stood for Class D.
The lot draw began, tension palpable in the air. Satoru Kaneda won the draw, and after a moment of consideration, he chose Class B as his class's opponent. Ayanokoji maintained his calm demeanor, while Sakayanagi smiled slyly, her gaze fixed on him.
Returning to his class, Ayanokoji informed them of the matchup. "We'll be facing Class A."
The news was met with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "Let's focus on our training," Ayanokoji advised. "We need to be at our best."
As the school day ended, Class C's training sessions resumed. Sakura Airi used her charm to keep everyone motivated, her presence a source of inspiration. "Come on, everyone! We can do this!" she encouraged, her smile bright and infectious.
Sudou pushed himself harder, his competitive spirit ignited. "We won't lose to Class A!" he shouted, his determination contagious.
Meanwhile, Kushida Kikyou was on a different mission. She roamed the school grounds, mingling with friends from other classes. Using her connections and charm, she gathered information on the events chosen by Class B and Class D.
"Kushida, any news?" Ayanokoji messaged her during a break.
"I found out that Class B is preparing for a debate and a relay race. Class D is focusing on a quiz and dodgeball," she reported. "But I couldn't get any information about Class A. Sakayanagi has kept a tight lid on their plans."
Ayanokoji nodded to himself. Sakayanagi was indeed a formidable opponent. "Keep trying. Any information could be valuable."
"Understood, Ayanokoji-kun," Kushida replied.
As night fell, Kushida made her way to the boys' dormitory. She ensured no one was around before slipping into Ayanokoji's room. "Good evening, Ayanokoji-kun," she greeted with a mischievous smile.
Inside, Ayanokoji had set up a chessboard. He told her, "Come take a seat on my bed."
"Chess?" Kushida asked, surprised. "I didn't know you played."
"I do," Ayanokoji replied, his tone even. "And I need you to learn as well. Chess will be one of the events we choose against Class A. I'll give you instructions during the game."
Kushida nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Alright, but let's make it interesting. How about a strip chess game? Each time someone loses, that person will remove a piece of clothing."
Ayanokoji's expression didn't change. "If it motivates you, fine."
The game began, and it quickly became apparent just how skilled Ayanokoji was. Kushida, despite her best efforts, found herself losing repeatedly. Each loss was met with the removal of another piece of clothing until she was completely naked.
Kushida's embarrassment was palpable, but she pushed through, focusing on the game. Her large breasts jiggled with each movement, a distraction she tried to ignore. Ayanokoji, unfazed, continued to guide her, teaching her strategies and tactics.
"You need to think several moves ahead," Ayanokoji explained. "Anticipate your opponent's actions."
Kushida nodded, absorbing his lessons. Despite the unusual circumstances, she found herself improving, her movements becoming more calculated and deliberate.
As the night wore on, the atmosphere in the room grew more intense. Kushida, though naked and vulnerable, felt a growing respect for Ayanokoji's skill and his ability to teach. Each game brought her closer to understanding the complexities of chess, and by the end, she felt a strange sense of accomplishment.
"You're getting better," Ayanokoji remarked as they finished another game. "Keep practicing."
Kushida smiled, a mix of relief and gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you, Ayanokoji-kun. I'll do my best."
Ayanokoji nodded, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Good. We'll need every advantage we can get."
After losing more than thirty rounds of chess, Kushida Kikyou felt a mix of frustration and embarrassment. Her naked body was illuminated by the soft light of Ayanokoji's room, her large breasts moving slightly with each breath. She decided she had had enough of chess for one night.
She stepped forward, her bare feet silent on the floor, and pressed her massive breasts against Ayanokoji's arm. Her nipples hardened at the contact, and she whispered in his ear, her voice husky with desire, "Enough about chess, Ayanokoji-kun. Let's do something more interesting."
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