Chapter 108 – Wrong Goal (3)
Episode 107, Wrong Goal (3)
Woowook!!
The guy who was spitting out rainbows must have blown out everything in his body, and he was immediately taken to the infirmary.
When the friends hurriedly removed the rainbow vomit and cleaned the seat, a new transfer student called Hime jumped in and took the seat of the guy who was taken to the infirmary.
He’s short, and his hair is vaguely bobbed.
There’s a feminine nose and thin, pretty lips.
A neutral face that has a feminine face and boyish charm coexist.
He wears a boy’s school uniform, but he’s a guy who can’t quite tell whether he’s a girl or a boy.
‘Obviously, why is there a hips again?’
I can’t guess if she is Bochu or a woman pretending to be Bochu.
“Ah! Nice to meet you. I’m Himeya! Can I have a seat here? I’m short, so it’s impossible to sit in the back!”
“That’s what I’m going to talk about with my friend there. What.”
After giving a rough answer, I rolled my eyes.
My mother and sister had enough pink hair in my life. I don’t want pink hair like that.
Of course, if it were a man, it would be possible to make friends enough to be free from the rules of a pink slut, but no matter how you look at it, it was impossible to look like a woman.
Suddenly
A pink slut’s slender hand pushed out under my eyes.
“I, Man Hime! Are you a friend who likes being chic?”
Was this guy Takeshi’s type of person? In the midst of thinking. Takeshi, who couldn’t stand the word “Man” For even a second, jumped out and grabbed my hand instead.
“I, ex-man Takeshi, you are a guy who knows how to introduce himself! Ryu! Does this guy look nice?”
I wasn’t going to talk until I was sure it had balls on it.
‘Shit.’
I gave Takeshi a slightly resentful look, and sneakily Himera held a pink slut’s hand.
“Nice to meet you.”
“Yes, me too.”
Amber eyes flashed, as if interested in my appearance.
With her long eyelashes and pretty eyes, she thought that it must be a pink slut, and she let go of a pink slut’s hand and looked at the teacher, avoiding a pink slut’s burdensome gaze.
Sumura-sensei was looking at me with interest.
“Cool.”
“Hmm~, who is the class president in this class~?”
My classmates look at me and quietly point at me. He was just answering the question of who the class president was, but the atmosphere in the class was full of guilt.
Suddenly, I felt like an independence activist hiding among ordinary people.
“Oh! The class president of this class is Churup… !”
Odol Todol!
Extreme fighting, as if the body was plunged into liquid nitrogen!
Shaking my whole body, I got up from my seat and greeted Mr. Sumura.
“Nice to meet you, sir. I am Ryu, the class president.”
“Then, the class president, shall we take a look at the teacher for a while?”
Sumura-sensei smiled, and the wrinkles formed around his eyes.
The corners of the mouth rising from the long philtrum like those of a monkey added to the bizarreness.
“Yes, teacher.”
But you can’t judge a person by their appearance.
I moved my steps following the teacher ahead of me. But what is it that makes me feel like smashing my eyes out like in courage training?
Those sagging buttocks hitting the back of your thighs?
Now, he only resented this strong body that could not blind him even if he stabbed his eyes.
*
“Aha, that’s right. Yogi Tsuumi’s friend is the vice-president, and Mao, who sits in the back seat, and Takeshi, who sits next to Ryu-kun, are class members.”
His thick, brown-stained lips moved and spoke. And her chest, which looks like she has stretch marks. Her bra barely held up and seemed to hold her breasts where they should be.
To be honest, it seemed her eyes had been seriously leveled upwards thanks to living in this uptown world all along.
I wasn’t the type to care about my appearance like this, but what should I say? Looking at Sumura-sensei, it felt like I was facing an unpleasant valley for some reason.
“Yes, that’s right. Teacher.”
Sitting in her chair, her side, which had been folded like a soft-serve ice cream on top of her cone, stretched out and Sumura-sensei stood up.
“Then, our class president, please take good care of me from now on?”
Sensei Sumura held out her hand, shook it, and tried to pull it behind her, but Sensei Sumura didn’t seem to want to let go of her hand yet.
“The teacher suddenly came to school and the only person she can trust is our class president. Teachers will do their best to guide students. If the class president follows the teacher’s guidance well, then we all…”
Sumura-sensei’s wrinkly, brown hand came up on the back of my hand and stroked it.
Creepy-!
The feeling of fighting that circulates through the whole body is felt again.
“Are you feeling better?”
Becoming a golden sun, and also wearing the concept of being a man with perfect glasses, the feeling of becoming a prey that I have never felt before.
Sensei Sumura’s tongue, still dry, felt like a snake split in the middle.
A creepy gaze unique to cold-blooded animals that doesn’t feel like warm blood at all.
Standing in front of a snake, feeling like a rat, Sensei Sumura became more and more important to me.
‘Even though one of my goals was to become a model class president.’
“Then, shall we hug lightly as a way of saying good-bye?”
Sensei Sumura’s armpits, which spread her arms lightly, caught her eye as they were damp, and the armpits of the woman’s T-shirt were shorter than the men’s, revealing the teacher’s armpits.
Unbearable physiological rejection.
“Come on, let’s create a great class atmosphere together…”
Taking a momentary backstep with the approaching teacher, the gun in the waist dance… I took a posture to block the teacher who was rushing at any time without lifting it.
“Sorry, sir, I’m shy.”
“Haha, no need to be shy. Ryu.”
With her arms wide open, the teacher with a friendly smile approached me as if to close her circle.
The door was behind the teacher.
Then-.
“Sir, I am sorry. I’m in a hurry to the bathroom, so I’ll have to go first.”
Tadadak!
I tried running away for the first time in my uptomi life.
My feet are getting faster, and the fight that tickles my head that is getting farther away. The only way out is through the window.
“Ryu-kun~, that’s not a door!”
“Sorry. I’m in a hurry.”
Embracing my face, I squeezed the bridge of my glasses with my middle finger and jumped toward the window.
The touch of glass felt from the knee.
I shattered, and shards of glass splattered into the air along the thighs of my school uniform.
“Ryu-kun! The teachers’ office is on the third floor!”
Do you know?
That blue sky and beautiful sight that I can see in front of my eyes right now.
And the freedom that seems to pierce your heart.
“I will pay for the glass price later. Well then.”
I fell straight to the ground.
*
Thud!
Takeshi, caught by Ryu and pinned down to the ground, stretched out on the floor and only wiggled his fingers.
“Again!”
Mika looked at Ryu, who seemed to have become more severe for some reason, while jogging.
‘Is something bad happening?’
Mika, who had always been relaxed, had gone somewhere and felt as if there were a lot of people.
Soon after, Mika shook her head thinking that I was more serious.
Mika’s stance, swaying with no enthusiasm, as if the bones in her limbs had disappeared.
Now Mika had lost all her will.
The situation where Takeshi’s cock, which seemed to protect and be together for the rest of his life, suddenly fell off.
Of course, just because Takeshi’s cock disappeared, I didn’t mean to distance myself from Takeshi, who had become her now.
For some reason, Mika was empty inside her heart.
Is it the feeling of realizing that the goal I had been aiming for my whole life was a mirage?
I couldn’t get out of Mikara’s house, where feelings close to burnout flooded in. And the more trodden in her eyes.
When she continued her hikikomori life in her house, she remembered Takeshi who came to her house with only her appearance changed.
It was just sleeping, but it seemed to have fallen off, and there was no difference from when he was a man.
However-.
Look at that now
For some reason, he avoids Ryu’s grip, but where did his bold movements go?
He even rocked her hips femininely as she stepped backwards.
‘It’s clear what happened to Takeshi, but Ryu and…’
The tightness and anguish that one would feel if someone split her breasts and squeezed her heart.
She forced her head around her, frowning.
During lunchtime, there were new customers in the dojo where only she, Takeshi and Ryu were training.
Like Tsuumi, Ryu’s friend who doesn’t know if he’s running or crawling, or the pink haired guy hanging around behind the sliding door over there.
For some reason, in a noisy atmosphere, Mika laughed alone with Takeshi, recalling the image of her training, and it was a moment of tears again.
I’m going to run like a zombie again in training that has no meaning anymore.
“Mika-senpai, come here.”
“Yeah, me?”
“Yes, besides Mika-senpai, is there anyone else whose name is Mika?”
I said that there is no training to get punched in the stomach anymore…
Mika’s heart, which had been beating slightly, cooled down again, and Ryu approached with a flinch.
“Seriously, why is this situation like this?”
Yes, Takeshi has become a woman, and she was Mika, who was a bit like that to say her because now she feels like she’s lost her target.
“You say that Takeshi lost her goal because she became a woman?”
She glanced at her forehead to see if her thoughts were being expressed in words, and shook her head hastily.
“Oh, no. No way. Takeshi is still my precious friend.”
“She can’t go around feeling so sluggish forever. Yes?”
“Huh…”
“Then, would it be all right if I showed you some demonstration sparring?”
Nodding her head, Ryu Mikae motioned for Takeshi to stand up. Takeshi immediately went to the corner of the dojo and sat down.
“This is not a real fight, but rather a fight to get out of the body as much as possible to avoid being caught. You know?”
Mika nodded her head and immediately untied the belt of her uniform before taking her stance.
‘It’s just catching training, though it’s boring.’
Even if she just slightly stirred her hand right away wearing a fluttering uniform like this, she would surely be caught.
Taking off her clothes, Mika glanced down at her own body.
Sports bra and leggings that I always wear. In addition, she jogged for the first time in a long time, and even though she stumbled and ran, her whole body glistened with sweat as if oiled.
Even if she was caught, it was clear that she was slippery and would easily miss.
“Did you see it? Takeshi? I usually wear it vulgarly like that, so it doesn’t look good if I provoke a man, but that approach to avoid getting caught is great.”
‘Chun, is it vulgar?’
Even so, she became a woman, and Mika was confused by the appearance of Takeshi who was shooting her heart-shaped eyes at Ryu.
That said, she didn’t want to come to training because she didn’t want to see her like that. She was miserable about herself, who came out to the dojo in the end, wondering if she could do real-life training – training that would make her hungry.
“Sister Mika! Show me the power of the strongest woman!”
She cheers herself up, but Takeshi smiles brightly without expectation, as if it was only natural that Ryu would catch him.
A light came on in her eyes.
“Don’t be embarrassed in front of your disciples.”
Ryu’s hand stretched out right away, and it brushed her arm as she backstepped, but slipped through the sweat on her body.
Mika looked at Ryu with a slight smile.
Hand stretched out again.
Suwook-
‘Looks like they’re aiming for spandex pants.’
Her pants are elastic enough to be worn in wrestling. Scratching her hand that way wouldn’t catch her clothes.
It was Mika who knew there was no room to fit her body, so she bent her legs to get away faster.
Took
“Huh?”
He felt something catch on Ryu’s fingers near her pubic bone. And then there was the sound of her pants snapping.
“Huhh!!”
Mika stiffened in the posture of backstepping backwards.
“Now, when you wear tight clothes like this, there are always areas you need to be careful about. Her hair gyrus, and pubic hair.”
“Keugh… Sleep, it hurts so much for a second… Let go.”
Mika, who was caught tightly by the hair there, looked at Ryu with her whole body shaking. Takeshi’s lower hair, which had not been tidied up for a long time due to the shock of becoming a woman.
As befits her original hairy constitution, her hair roots were extremely healthy.
Mika in pain with her head throbbing.
“How long are you going to be so pathetic? She shouldn’t stop her training until the end, even for her own sake. A goal is a goal because you should never give up even if it goes wrong. Senior Mika. This is her punishment as a teacher.
And Takeshi brings the waxing machine I told him to bring.”
“Okay, Ryu!”
‘Seriously, no way…’
Ji-Ik-!
Mika seemed to see the stars right in front of her eyes.
