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Chapter 56 - Seven Days Training

The days following the announcement of the Event Selection Exam were grueling for the students of all classes. Each class had to prepare for twenty events: ten events selected by their class and ten events selected by their rival class. The gymnasiums, classrooms, and outdoor facilities buzzed with activity as every class trained relentlessly for the upcoming battle.

 

In Class C, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka quietly observed as his classmates trained, his expression calm and composed. Despite the intensity of the training, he remained detached, only offering guidance when necessary. Ayanokoji was a man who preferred to work in the shadows, moving his pieces across the board with precision and cunning. He would often give subtle hints to his classmates during training, ensuring that each participant improved without ever drawing too much attention to himself.

 

For example, during the swimming practice, Ayanokoji noticed that some of his classmates were struggling with their timing. Without making a fuss, he walked up to Hirata and whispered, "If you focus on your stroke timing and kick harder during the turns, you'll shave a few seconds off your time. That could make the difference in a relay."

 

Hirata nodded gratefully, unaware that Ayanokoji had already calculated that those few seconds could be the tipping point in their match against Class A's elite swimmers.

 

Every night, after the intense training sessions, Ayanokoji would retreat to his dorm room. His nights, however, were far from restful. For the next seven days, Ayanokoji alternated between spending his nights with Kushida Kikyou and Sakura Airi, indulging in his desires. Both girls had become his secret lovers, completely enamored by him, and each night was a testament to the control he held over them.

 

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**Night 1: Kushida Kikyou**

 

Ayanokoji closed the door behind him, locking it with a soft click. Kushida Kikyou was already waiting for him on his bed, wearing nothing but a thin silk nightgown that barely concealed her voluptuous curves. Her large breasts strained against the fabric, and her eyes sparkled with desire.

 

"Kiyotaka-kun," she whispered seductively, biting her lip as she gazed at him with longing. "I've been waiting for you."

 

Without a word, Ayanokoji walked over to the bed and sat beside her. His hand reached out, trailing down her arm before moving to her breast, squeezing it gently. Kushida let out a soft moan, arching her back toward him, eager for more.

 

"You're so impatient," Ayanokoji said in his usual calm tone, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice.

 

"I can't help it," she purred, pressing herself closer to him. "You make me feel so good, Kiyotaka-kun."

 

Ayanokoji's hands continued to explore her body, caressing her soft skin and admiring the way her curves fit perfectly in his grasp. His fingers slipped under the thin fabric of her nightgown, pulling it down to expose her large breasts fully. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin as his hands roamed lower, grabbing her firm buttocks and pulling her onto his lap.

 

Kushida gasped in pleasure, her arms wrapping around his neck as she ground herself against him. Ayanokoji took his time, savoring the way she reacted to his touch, the way her body trembled with anticipation. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, how to make her melt under his control.

 

Their night together was filled with passion, their bodies moving in perfect sync as Ayanokoji took her in every way imaginable. Kushida moaned his name over and over, completely lost in the pleasure he gave her. By the end of the night, she lay beside him, breathless and satisfied, her body still tingling from their intense lovemaking.

 

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**Night 2: Sakura Airi**

 

The following night, it was Sakura Airi's turn to share Ayanokoji's bed. Unlike Kushida, Airi was shy and reserved, but her desire for Ayanokoji was no less intense. When she arrived at his room, her face was flushed with excitement and nervousness. She wore a loose-fitting shirt that barely covered her large breasts and ample hips, and as she stood before him, she fidgeted with the hem of her shirt.

 

"Ayanokoji-kun," she murmured softly, her eyes downcast. "I... I've missed you."

 

Ayanokoji approached her with his usual calm demeanor, gently lifting her chin so that she was forced to meet his gaze. "There's no need to be nervous, Airi," he said softly. "Come here."

 

Airi hesitated for a moment before stepping closer to him, her heart racing. Ayanokoji pulled her into his arms, his hands sliding down to her hips as he pressed her body against his. Her breath hitched as his fingers dipped beneath her shirt, caressing her soft skin.

 

"You're so beautiful, Airi," Ayanokoji whispered against her ear, his voice sending shivers down her spine.

 

Airi blushed deeply at his words, her body trembling with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. She could feel the heat between them growing, and as Ayanokoji's hands explored her body, she couldn't help but moan softly in response.

 

The night that followed was slow and tender, with Ayanokoji taking his time to make sure Airi felt every bit of the pleasure he could give her. Unlike the rough passion he shared with Kushida, his time with Airi was more gentle, but no less intense. Her soft moans filled the room as he moved inside her, his hands caressing her curves and playing with her large breasts, making her squirm beneath him in pleasure.

 

By the end of the night, Airi lay in his arms, her face flushed and her body tingling with satisfaction. She looked up at him with adoration in her eyes, completely devoted to him.

 

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The training sessions during the day continued as the days passed, with each class refining their skills and preparing for the upcoming exam. Ayanokoji continued to offer subtle guidance to his classmates, all while keeping his true abilities hidden. He had no doubt that Class A was working just as hard, but he remained confident in his ability to lead Class C to victory.

 

On the seventh day, the final preparations were underway. The gymnasium was filled with the sounds of sneakers squeaking on the floor and voices calling out instructions as Class C ran through their final training drills. Ayanokoji stood off to the side, watching with his usual calm expression when Chabashira-sensei suddenly entered the gymnasium.

 

"Ayanokoji," she called out, her voice cutting through the noise of the gym. "I need to speak with you. Follow me."

 

Ayanokoji raised an eyebrow but complied without question, following Chabashira out of the gym and down the hallway. They walked in silence until they reached her private staff room, a small, secluded space that was assigned to her.

 

Once inside, Chabashira closed the door behind them and turned to face Ayanokoji. "What do you think?" she asked, her tone serious. "How do you think Class C will fare against Class A tomorrow?"

 

Ayanokoji leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest as he considered her question. "At the current pace of training, I'd say it will be a neck-to-neck competition. But ultimately, Class A has the edge."

 

Chabashira's expression shifted slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. "Neck-to-neck, you say?" she repeated, clearly impressed. "I never expected Class C to come this close to Class A. It's almost unthinkable. You've done well."

 

Ayanokoji remained silent, watching her closely as she continued speaking.

 

"If Class C does manage to win," Chabashira said, her tone softening, "I'll make sure to reward you. No matter how much I have to work for it."

 

Ayanokoji raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her words. "A reward, huh?" he mused. His gaze shifted, traveling down her body as he took in her voluptuous figure. "I could make Class C win if I got a bit more serious... but if I do, I'm going to expect something in return."

 

Chabashira frowned slightly, not understanding at first. "What are you implying?"

 

Ayanokoji spoke with his eyes locking onto hers. "If I lead Class C to victory, I want you to become my sex slave. You'll serve me in any way I desire."

 

Chabashira's eyes widened in shock, her mouth falling open as she stared at him in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The confident, composed Ayanokoji was suddenly revealing a much darker, more twisted side of himself. But what shocked her even more was the certainty in his voice—the certainty that he could make Class C win if he truly wanted to.

 

"I'll give you time to think about it," Ayanokoji said calmly, pushing off the wall and heading toward the door. "Let me know if you're willing to agree."

 

He left the staff room without another word, leaving Chabashira standing there in stunned silence. She couldn't believe the audacity of his proposal, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the allure of having Class C emerge victorious against Class A. If Ayanokoji could truly make it happen, then maybe... just maybe...