After returning to his room, Ayanokoji rested on his bed, reflecting on the day's events. He reached for his phone and dialed Kushida's number, his mind already turning to the strategic details of the upcoming special exam.
"Hello, Kushida," he said when she answered.
"Ayanokoji-kun," Kushida replied, her voice tinged with curiosity. "What's up?"
"I need to know about the events Class B and Class D are planning for the exam," Ayanokoji stated calmly.
Kushida's tone shifted to one of seriousness. "I've gathered some guesses based on conversations with my friends in each class. For Class B, I think they're going with events like a general knowledge quiz, a cooking contest, basketball, volleyball, a relay race, a debate, chess, archery, a scavenger hunt, and a tug-of-war."
"And Class D?" Ayanokoji asked, his interest piqued.
Kushida paused, thinking for a moment before responding. "For Class D, my guess is they'll choose events like sumo wrestling, a sprint race, soccer, dodgeball, capture the flag, a relay race, hide and seek, obstacle course, arm wrestling, and rock climbing."
Ayanokoji nodded to himself, considering her words. There was merit to Kushida's guesses, and he recognized a pattern in the events chosen by Class D. It didn't seem like Mio Ibuki or Daichi Ishizaki's style; it felt more like Ryuen's handiwork. This meant Ryuen was likely planning to involve himself actively in the special exam, potentially keeping his involvement a secret until the last moment.
"Kushida," Ayanokoji said, "we won't be training on the chessboard today. I'll teach you through online chess on our laptops instead."
Kushida let out a groan of disappointment. "But Ayanokoji-kun, I was looking forward to strip chess again tonight..."
Ayanokoji's tone turned stern. "Obey my order, Kushida."
"Yes, Ayanokoji-kun," she replied obediently.
Ayanokoji ended the call and thought for a bit before dialing another number. This time, he called Ichinose Honami.
"Honami, can you come to my room tonight?" he asked.
There was a brief pause on the other end before Honami's cheerful voice responded, "Sure, Kiyotaka. I'll be there."
Later that night, after everyone else had fallen asleep, Ichinose Honami arrived at Ayanokoji's room. She took a seat on his bed next to him, her presence bringing a sense of warmth to the room.
"Kiyotaka, what did you want to talk about?" Honami asked, her tone light but curious.
Ayanokoji looked at her seriously. "You need to be careful about the strategies of Class D. I believe Ryuen might be making active moves during this Event Selection Exam against your Class B."
Honami's eyes widened in surprise. "How do you know this, Kiyotaka?"
"I have my methods," he replied cryptically. "It's one of the possibilities I think is most likely."
Honami's expression turned serious as she considered his words. "If Ryuen is really involved, it'll be tricky to win against Class D. I can't grasp his strange and violent tactics. There's a good possibility we might lose against him."
Ayanokoji placed his hand on her cheek, his touch gentle. "Do you want me to help you out?"
Honami shook her head, smiling softly. "You've already helped me significantly by telling me about this. I want to handle Ryuen with the strength of my classmates in Class B."
Ayanokoji nodded. "I won't interfere then."
Honami stared into Ayanokoji's emotionless eyes for a long moment before leaning forward and kissing him intimately. Ayanokoji responded in kind, their lips moving together in a passionate dance.
Their shared moment grew hotter as Ayanokoji stripped Honami, his hands exploring her voluptuous body. He took a bite of her large breasts, fondling them while enjoying every inch of her sexy curves. However, he refrained from going further, savoring the moment without pushing boundaries.
After a while, Honami decided to return to her room. She dressed and kissed Ayanokoji one last time before leaving.
After Honami left, Ayanokoji picked up his phone again and called another number. "Airi, come to my room."
Sakura Airi arrived shortly after, her face lighting up with a smile as she saw Ayanokoji. "Kiyotaka," she greeted him warmly.
"Airi," he responded, pulling her into his room. The door clicked shut behind them.
Ayanokoji wasted no time in stripping Airi of her clothes, revealing her extremely voluptuous body. He moved quickly, his hands exploring every inch of her skin. They started with her on top, Airi riding him as she moaned in pleasure. Ayanokoji whispered in her ear, "Imagine what your new friends in Class C would think if they saw you like this."
Airi's eyes lit up with excitement. "I don't care what they think. I only care about you, Kiyotaka. You're my lover, my boyfriend."
Ayanokoji remained calm and continued to thrust into her, his hands gripping her hips as she rode him.
The sight of her bouncing breasts mesmerized him, her nipples hard and inviting.
Ayanokoji leaned forward, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently as Airi moaned louder.
He felt her movements becoming more erratic, her hips bucking wildly as she reached her peak.
Ayanokoji enjoyed the control he had over her, the way her body responded to his every touch. He flipped her over smoothly, positioning her on all fours.
He moved behind her, guiding himself back into her with a firm thrust.
Airi gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as Ayanokoji set a steady rhythm.
He placed one hand on her back, pushing her down slightly to change the angle, while the other hand moved to her breasts, squeezing and fondling them as he continued to thrust into her.
The sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the room, accompanied by Airi's increasing moans.
"You're so tight, Airi," Ayanokoji murmured, his voice low and controlled. "I love how you feel around me."
Airi's response was a mix of moans and gasps, her head thrown back in pleasure. "Kiyotaka... it feels so good..."
He intensified his movements, his thrusts becoming more forceful and deliberate. Airi's body rocked with each motion, her moans turning into cries of ecstasy. Ayanokoji could feel her tightening around him, a clear sign she was close to another climax.
As she reached her peak again, Ayanokoji pulled out, leaving her on her knees, panting. He moved her onto her back, spreading her legs wide. He entered her again, this time watching her face closely as he thrust into her. Her expression was one of pure bliss, her eyes half-closed, lips parted.
"You like this, don't you, Airi?" Ayanokoji asked, his voice dripping with dominance.
"Yes, Kiyotaka... I love it..." she whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure.
He continued his movements, varying his pace to keep her on edge. He would slow down, almost pulling out completely, before slamming back into her, making her cry out. Ayanokoji relished the power he held over her, the way she responded to his every whim.
They shifted positions again, Ayanokoji lifting her legs over his shoulders for deeper penetration.
Airi's hands reached out to grab his arms, her nails digging into his skin as he thrust into her with renewed vigor.
The new angle allowed him to hit deeper, making Airi scream in pleasure.
"You're so good, Airi," Ayanokoji said, his voice barely more than a growl. "You're perfect for me."
Airi's only response was a loud moan, her body trembling with each thrust. He could feel her getting closer again, her walls clenching around him.
He pulled out suddenly, flipping her onto her side and entering her from behind.
One of his hands found her breast, squeezing and playing with it, while the other moved to her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts.
Airi's moans turned into screams, her body writhing under his touch.
"You're mine, Airi," Ayanokoji whispered in her ear. "No one else can have you like this."
"Yes, Kiyotaka... I'm yours..." she panted, her body quivering with the intensity of her pleasure.
Ayanokoji continued to push her, shifting again to have her straddle him in a reverse cowgirl position.
He watched as she bounced on top of him, her back arched, her hands on his thighs for support.
The sight of her ass moving up and down, the way her breasts jiggled with each movement, was almost too much to handle.
"You're amazing, Airi," Ayanokoji said, his voice thick with desire. "Keep going."
Airi obeyed, her movements becoming more frantic as she neared her limit. Ayanokoji could feel his own climax approaching, the tightness in his stomach growing.
He grabbed her hips, guiding her faster, his own hips thrusting up to meet her.
They moved together in perfect harmony, Airi's moans and Ayanokoji's grunts blending into a symphony of pleasure.
As they both reached their peaks, Ayanokoji pulled Airi down hard, holding her close as they climaxed together, their bodies shaking with the intensity of it.
They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath, before Ayanokoji gently moved Airi off of him. She lay beside him, her body glistening with sweat, a satisfied smile on her face.
"That was incredible, Kiyotaka," Airi said, her voice soft and content.
Ayanokoji simply nodded, his mind already turning to other thoughts. He couldn't help but compare the experience to his time with Kushida.
There was something more enjoyable about dominating Airi.
She responded more to his every move with genuine enthusiasm, making the experience all the more satisfying.
Airi snuggled up to him, her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep.
As the night wore on, Ayanokoji allowed himself a moment of relaxation, his hand gently stroking Airi's hair.