Chapter 15 – Weight as Class President
Episode #014. Weight as class president.
Lunch hour.
Packing the lunch I brought with me this morning, I am walking down the hallway with Takeshi. It was unusual outside the window.
If it hadn’t been for the lights above the hallway, it would have been as dark as if the curtains had been drawn in the middle of the day.
“Ryu! If you’re a man, it’s probably a romance to open a lunchbox while getting in the rain!”
After soaking the rice in the rain, I roughly dried Takeshi, who wanted to eat it, and dragged him to the barn.
The good thing about this school is that there is a park inside the school, which is in the shape of a ‘ㅁ’, but it turned out to be unfortunate.
Looking at the weather, it looks like it’s going to pour.
“Ugh… Ryu, rain can’t defeat a man’s hot passion!”
I don’t know where his pride got hurt, but Takeshi waved his hand forward even as he was being dragged by me by the nape of his neck.
“It’s not that I’m not like a man. If food gets wet in the rain, it becomes bland.”
“Aha! Right!”
Takeshi opened his palm and raised his fist above it, and with a look of realization, only then began to walk alongside me.
“By the way, does Ryu pack lunch like that every day?”
Takeshi, who was holding a bread bag in his mouth, asked.
Most of the students here bought and ate bread at the canteen, but as a former Korean, I eat bread for lunch.
That’s an insult to my stomach.
“I feel reassured after eating rice.”
“As expected, strong men eat rice… A note…”
Rattle
When I opened the door and entered the class, most of the students in the class, feeling that the weather was unusual, were eating bread or packed lunches in the class.
The problem is that gyaru.
I was sitting on top of my desk again, wondering if my desk could be my seat.
I was embarrassed to see her making her lunge at me more and more strongly. It is said that there is no tree that cannot be felled by taking 10 shots, but I was not a tree. If an ax is stuck in your ankle, you are an angry human being.
‘But how should I deal with that?’
It wasn’t that I could burst balls like some of the perverts in the Uptomi world, and I didn’t do anything special other than dress slutty to break the school rules.
“My chair is not a four-legged stand.”
I immediately pulled the chair back and wiped off the dust with a handkerchief. Immediately lean down and check if there is any dust on the chair.
Widely
Finally, after putting on the white glove, I wiped the chair with my finger and looked at my index finger.
Clean.
I immediately sat down and looked at Mao who was sitting on my desk. In a short miniskirt, her bare thighs were pressed against the corner of the desk and spread out to the side.
Seeing her spread her legs slowly and subtly, I immediately reached out and made her knee tidily.
“Ei-i-i-ik! Ha… , Really! Be strong. If you use your strength like that on a woman, it’s rude.”
“It’s rude enough for you to sit on my desk.”
When I was a golden sun, it was a sight I could never dream of. You put your butt on my desk. Perhaps seeing this scene, the guys in my class would faint.
‘For a woman to spread her thighs in front of me like this was something she couldn’t have imagined even a month ago.’
Golden Sun is basically not the one who gets eaten, but the one who eats it.
Was a predator.
Even if women foolishly threatened me or pretended to be pregnant while peeing in my eyes, I couldn’t act like this.
Even my a pink slut mother sneaks into the room. In my dust-free room, she vigorously wiggled her voluptuous ass and wiped meaninglessly.
Even Midori was a former a pink slut who could be called the strongest mop of this worldview.
Not this fake bitch.
Yes.
I’ve never in the world ever received such an aggressive dash from a woman!
All in all, the first dash you receive in your life is this kind of gyaru.
It feels like billions of dollars are collapsing.
I was used to crushing the balls of NTR men and perverts. I just don’t know how to cleanly handle this situation.
‘Should I kick my pussy instead of my balls?’
A terrifying thought came to her for a moment, but she shook her head to quickly dismiss the violent thought.
To fight a monster, to become a monster.
Have I become a monster after fighting monsters in this world of Euptomi all my life?
“Under… , Okay. Because I won’t open it Let go, Ryu.”
I let go of both of her knees from Mao’s horse and placed the lunchbox wrapped in a pink polka dot beside Mao’s hips.
“Then, shall we eat lunch together?”
“Hey, then… Me… Me too… Ugh.”
‘I think someone just talked to me?’
Someone who had just been standing was pushed away by classmates without a presence.
“Ryu, let’s eat together!”
“Yeah, me too, me too!”
Friends who somehow seem to have A or B written on their faces. They appeared to be the kind of extras that the artist didn’t even bother to draw.
I can guess what she wants from the pink line roughly squeaky over her cheekbones.
“Sorry, but I have a prior arrangement.”
After I looked at Takeshi, who was smiling wildly, I immediately reached out and squeezed Mao’s hips.
“Wow!”
Pulling her mao off her desk right after her, I set her down by my side of her desk.
“Ohhh!”
“This is the Beauji Dojo!”
It was still humid, and the mist of steam exposed the shape of her hips and mounds.
It’s said that he’s at an age when his interest in women will explode, but he’s panting while watching something like that.
Do these guys have no such thing as healthy sexuality?
Shu Shu Shu Shu Suk
Foreign matter on the desk disappears, and only gloss flows over the desk.
“Sparkle!”
“Aagh! Dazzling.”
“Clean, so neat. How dirty was my heart! I need to clear my mind right now. I’m embarrassed.”
Extra B, who seemed to be in nirvana, dragged A while showing off his neat hair.
The only thing left beside me is Mao.
She crossed her arms and showed off her breasts with a look of disapproval.
I straightened my glasses and slowly unwrapped the cloth in which I wrapped my lunch.
“If you don’t have any more business, why don’t we go out to eat?”
“I know! Really… ,Do you think it’s a common opportunity for a pretty girl like me to eat together? Bee-“
Thump, thump, thump-
Her pride must have been hurt, Mao returned to her place with her arms outstretched and her fists tightly clenched.
It’s really hard to eat once.
“Takeshi, let’s eat quickly.”
Takeshi looked at the two of us with an awkward smile, then slowly began to open the bread bag at my words.
“By the way, Ryu. What’s wrong with eating together? I think Mao wants to be friends with you.”
This naive guy.
Do you think that putting a map of views on my desk and spreading my legs is just because I want to be close?
“Takeshi, I told you. A gyaru is filtering.”
“Ryu!”
Takeshi suddenly changed to a serious face. His face was covered with a thick line that said, “I’m serious.”
For some reason, the guy whose chin and face had a thick line like a man opened his mouth.
“I know Ryu doesn’t like gyaru or things like that. But! I was once a timid kid who was bullied too. At that time, Ryu reached out to me and changed me.”
Takeshi pretended and gave me her thumb.
“So, if Maodo Ryu extends his hand, positively and enthusiastically! Could it change? The Ryu I know is a man among men who never leaves friends alone!”
*
“Now, today is page 43. I will learn a poem called our dream.”
Kik, Tak.
Even as I transferred the poems on the blackboard to my handwritten notes, it was difficult to concentrate today.
It was because the words Takeshi had brought up earlier kept coming to mind.
Certainly, it was me who changed my mother, who was that powerful a pink slut.
Can’t I just lead the fake bitch to a normal and upright life?
I slowly turned around and looked at Mao.
Mao looked at me, opened one corner of his mouth, and spread his legs wide.
You wore pink underwear today.
‘Ah, not this.’
But, how can I change it if I change it? I took out the necklace hanging around my neck and looked at it.
A coin necklace with a hole in the center like an old coin.
It was a necklace that I brought after breaking the testicles of the hypnotized guy. With this necklace, I was able to protect my ego from being eaten even if I was affected by the golden sun concept.
When Midori, who turned her brown hair, realizes what she has been doing with her dark hair, and her mind collapses from her sudden sense of guilt-.
I used this coin to stitch my tattered heart together.
‘But, this isn’t it.’
Midori’s case was unavoidable.
Brainwashing people, changing their personality and mind to my liking. It was a terrible crime.
Fighting monsters doesn’t make me a monster.
A suitable assistant in this uptomi world. No, what is the way to do map delivery?
Tick off.
Before I knew it, there was a drawing of tumbleweed that could only be found rolling around in the American West in my notebook.
“By the way, class president. What’s the empty seat over there?”
I stood up reflexively at the teacher’s words, showed a perfect attitude and looked at the empty seat.
“Tsuumi said she was not feeling well and she went to the infirmary during lunch. Teacher.”
“That, yes. But class president?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t always have to be so polite?”
“It is overrated. Teacher.”
I sat down again and looked at Takeshi. The guy making soap bubbles with his nose.
My heart was complicated because of this guy.
I picked up a pencil and popped the guy’s nasal mucus.
Widely!
“Eh, eh. Enthusiastic, enthusiastic study. Men try!”
“Spit in your mouth, wipe it. Takeshi.”
It was the guy who turned on the light again and copied the entire textbook into a handwritten notebook, but it was almost certain that he would fall asleep again.
Smart
A sudden knocking sound. The teacher who was conducting the class opened the door, but no one was there. She poked her head over the door, looked around the hallway, and shut the door.
“Eh, what kind of guy is this? It looks like someone is playing a joke.”
Shaking off her hands, the teacher returned to the classroom and began reading her textbook. I would have thought that others were looking intently at the teacher, but my gaze was fixed one step ahead from her desk.
Cool
Coughing out of embarrassment. I picked up a handkerchief and wiped my mouth, and red spots came out on the white handkerchief.
“Ryu! Isn’t this blood?”
I roughly waved my hand at the bewildered Takeshi, then put the handkerchief back into my pocket.
“Are you okay. Because it’s a light illness. It’s just because the mucous membrane in the throat is weak. Don’t take it too seriously.”
“It’s ghast… That Ryu lost so many muscles as expected. Damn, I didn’t even know my friend was this sick! Let’s open a hot lunch box in the rain… I’m a fool, a fool!”
I wanted to correct the misunderstanding of Takeshi, who was lost in a world of his own and shed hot tears, but I couldn’t afford it.
“Haha…”
Unless it’s the concept of a perfect man with glasses, it’s a weak, excited breathing sound that’s hard to catch. And-.
Tsubum
The sound of forcibly breaking something sticky. I watched as it spewed out steam in the damp weather.
“Sparkle!”
Lustfully gigantic breasts, a snug waist, and a convex belly inevitably due to the uterus. And because of the heavy hips, the well-developed thighs cast deep shadows in the light of the lightning.
Ku-gu-gu-gu-goo-!
“Kyaa! Lightning must have just struck!”
“Hey, it must be a power outage. Blackout.”
“Okay, everyone calm down and the teacher will turn on the lights.”
The fluorescent lights came back on with a ding-ding sound. When everyone rubs their eyes and adapts to the sudden brightening of their eyes-.
What I see in front of my eyes.
The bright pink pussy was opened, and the sticky juices dripped down the inside of the exposed hole.
A vagina full of wrinkles that trembled, whether you knew my mistake or not.
“Heh.”
A small laugh broke out.
I was too relaxed in my everyday life.
I wiped my glasses that were steaming in the hot steam from the hole of my hot, soggy cunt.
‘Yes, this world was originally like this.’
He put his glasses back on, held them in place with his middle finger, and cupped his face with his palms.
Because I know what a creepy smile I have.
‘As class president…’
A map shift seemed necessary.
