Chapter 89 – Tsuumi’s Melancholy (3)
Episode 88, Tsuumi’s Melancholy (3)
Because I sent Makeda-sensei to paradise, the teacher from the class next to her came instead and explained what we should do.
It is said that this school is also the end, but it is a prestigious private school. It was more common than other schools to have a trip with words that made people’s heart beat even if they heard it called a school trip.
‘I remember putting a bottle of soju in a Pringles carton back in the day…’
But, that’s a thing of the past.
Currently I am the class president.
There should be no deviations in our field trips.
I was determined to do my best to keep the original meaning of leaving for mathematics in line with the word school trip.
In order to do that, we have to listen closely to what we have to do in the pre-exploration.
In the class next to her, she was ordinary looking, but, befitting Mr. Eup Tommy, she had an explosive body and a teacher with her hair up in poop.
“So, this time we are going on a preliminary field trip. Each of them delivered it to their parents, and as they went on this preliminary field trip, they wondered if the bus driver was kind, how the lodging was, and whether the program was okay. I’ll listen to reviews. Don’t forget…”
Looking at the pictures she posts, it seems that this trip is just going to her countryside. Still, there were some shrines that looked good, perhaps because they were set in Japan, and even hot springs.
As I write down the things I need to pack in my notebook, the sound of the ballpoint pen gets more and more cheerful.
The awkward atmosphere from before had gone, and Tsuumi’s stiff face and Takeshi’s face, which had been looking at Tsuumi without knowing why, were also relaxed.
“… If Makeda-sensei’s vacation gets longer, I’ll tell the class president to tell her, so you know…”
Of her face loosening up in anticipation of her journey, Mao, who was the only one with a sullen expression on her face—
Took.
He threw a small crumpled piece of paper at me.
『I need medicine, Ryu♡』
Turning her head slightly, she looked at Tsuumi, and when she saw me and Mao, her shoulders drooped again.
I put the back of Tsuumi’s hand under the chair as if it was okay, and patted it.
Seeing me like that, Tsuumi raised her head and looked at me. Her thick lips soften and stretch to the side of her.
Don’t let this smile disappear.
‘I have to draw a line with Mao soon.’
*
“Well, then, if you have any questions or concerns, ask Tatsuki here. The teacher has to go get ready for class now.”
‘Crazy, everyone is super beautiful, unlike my class!’
The teacher stretched her, left the material she had prepared to the class president of her B class, got up from her seat, and left.
And the class president who stood up with a slightly shy and awkward gesture to greet the friends sitting there.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Tatsuki from Class B.”
“Hey, nice to meet you!”
However, all that came back was the red-haired girl’s answer, and Tatsuki, slightly depressed and feeling that his glasses were getting heavier, answered with a slight bow to Takeshi.
“Thank you… Then, how are the exact bus times and accommodations for each class member assigned…”
Thud-
Flinch!
“Mao, no matter how much you say you’re not our homeroom teacher, it’s against good manners to do so.”
“Yeah, yeah. Ah, I’m so thirsty right now, my body is shaking, it’s because I can’t stand my irritation, Ryu.”
Really, a girl who looked pretty but had a bad impression boldly crossed her legs over the chair.
And the archaic girl who folds her arms and turns her head to see what she doesn’t like.
“That, yes. Mao.”
At the vice-captain who added a few words, the blonde-haired Mao’s eyes turned into triangles.
“I’m sorry, since I’m sick, why don’t you put some medicine in my water like back then?”
“Why are you two fighting again? Friends don’t fight!”
Tatsuki swallowed quickly, wondering if saliva would flow down his mouth at the sight of his overwhelming body and breasts moving around in this mayhem.
Gulp
Thanks to the flesh of her breasts pushed up by her elbow, her breasts stood out and swelled up as if unbuttoning her.
More loose buttons than the other girls, and a cleavage with white skin.
Tatsuki pulled his hips back slightly and quickly averted his gaze before turning his attention to the class president of Class A who was sitting in his seat.
And the class A class president’s hand that caught his eye.
He looked away when he saw that a hand much bigger than his was placed on the thigh of Tsuumi, whom he knew in advance to be the vice-president of this class.
He was merely putting his hand on top of the hand on his thigh, but the vice-captain’s face was blushing as if he was embarrassed, and he caught a glimpse of heart-shaped pupils.
‘Are you two dating?’
And when he looked at the gyaru girl again, he frowned at the scene, like a scene from a harem anime he was watching at home.
Takeshi came into Tatsuki’s eyes, who hurriedly turned his gaze back to her white lower thighs exposed under her short skirt.
“This is going to be a great trip! Ryu! A school trip with your best friend? I can’t stand the anticipation!”
Takeshi immediately runs up to Ryu and puts his shoulder around him.
“Takeshi, I’m looking forward to it too, but right now your heart is pressing against my face. Don’t forget that you are a woman now.”
“Ah, just think of it as Gabba!”
“Would that be? Haa… Get out of the way.”
Seeing Ryu fixing her glasses as if it was annoyance that even though such a pretty woman pressed her face with her breasts, Tatsuki felt a strange sense of relative deprivation. .
Rumors had already spread in school that there were strangely many beauties in class A, but seeing it with my own eyes like this.
If-
Tatsuki, who was excited about whether he would have such a chance of youth. He slowly turned his head and looked at the wall hanging next to him.
Same hair style, same glasses. And the title of class president.
The fact that he asked his parents and did it over and over again, serving hamburgers to the entire class and becoming the class president. Wouldn’t it be possible for him to become like the scene he is seeing now? So he was the one who tried to become class president.
However, the class president and vice-president of their class are just common fermented soybeans.
Even contrary to the authority of the class president in his imagination, he really became a servant, as if he had sincerely accepted the ‘I will be a faithful servant of his classmates!’
‘It doesn’t seem that different, why is it different?’
Tatsuki stared blankly at the mirror, then turned his head to the shade in his eyes. And a wide chest that catches his eye.
Raising his head slightly, he saw Ryu’s slightly slit, but charming eyes looking down at him.
“Please take care of me. And as for the delivery situation, the documents here are all over, right?”
“Huh. Yes.”
“Then, we’ll get up as well. Mao, let’s talk for a minute.”
It could be that the boldness is different.
Thinking so, Tatsuki abruptly reached out his hand to Mao, who was bewitchingly wagging his hips as if a tail was attached behind his buttocks, as if the threatening atmosphere from earlier had disappeared.
“Hello, I’m the class president of class B! Call me Tatsuki.”
Tatsuki lowered his hand to Maou, who looked at him and made an expression that seemed like he could hear an auditory hallucination like “What is this?”
And the beauties of class A rushed after Ryu and Mao.
“Female-! See you next time! Tabuki!”
‘It’s Tatsuki…’
“Su, good job.”
Mini also held out her hand to Tsuumi, who was passing by, but she was busy looking at Ryu’s back, so she didn’t even know Tatsuki was holding out her hand.
A hand pushed away from her shoulder.
Click away
The door closes and -.
Tatsuki whispered softly in the empty meeting room.
“I’m the class president too…”
‘I envy you.’
*
Looking for an empty place, Mao brought Ryu to the storage room where school supplies are stored, and glanced at the doorknob.
‘Leave soap on the floor in the bathroom and act like an afterthought. When talking about secrets alone, do it in the old furnishings room as much as possible.’
The door was definitely old.
As the woman said, if she could control what she called luck, the condition would be enough for the two of them to be locked up in this warehouse.
‘Because I said it’s not 100%.’
He couldn’t be sure, but he was sure that if he kept trying, one day he would find himself in the same situation as Ryu.
Mao, thinking in his heart that he was going to get back her ryu, which had been stolen by Tsuumi’s foul play, knelt down on her dusty mat.
As usual, Mao, who raised her hand over her belt to receive Ryu’s semen, roughly untied the belt as if to soothe the annoyance at the sight of the two quietly holding hands under her desk earlier.
A hot, erect penis that can be felt even with the lightly brushing back of the hand and fingers.
‘Does that mugwort know how to insert a man’s cock?’
Mao raised her lips at an angle to the stiff feel of it, as if she had never taken one leg off.
In a slightly better mood, a flirtatious voice leaked out without even realizing it.
“I did my homework this time, and passed the test well. Can I lose a couple of feet today? Ryu?”
A fatal eye smile for anyone to see, Ryu’s cock instinctively jerked inside his panties.
With a brighter smile on her face, Mao vulgarly stuck out her lips as if vacuuming, and with her colorful nail polished fingernails, she quietly grabbed the band of Ryu’s panties.
And Mao’s grasping hand.
“Don’t.”
Ryu looking down at her with her serious expression.
Mao felt a bit uneasy about that figure and hurriedly tried to pull down her panties, but she was caught in Ryu’s hand and couldn’t.
“There will be no direct giving of my semen in the future.”
“Huh? That, that… What…”
Looking up at Ryu with her quivering eyes, Maoe Ryu slowly shook her head.
“No, I’ll give you what I left out in advance.”
And a well-packaged semen pack that came up on her hand.
Although Mao couldn’t understand the logic that it was okay to give only semen without being blown away, but-.
It was she who gave her relief that she wasn’t letting herself eat any semen.
However, that fact did not allay Mao’s heartache.
The familiar touch, the lukewarm temperature of semen.
It was Mao who had always been waiting for Ryu’s semen, but what she wanted came to her hands.
Her eyebrows drooped down, she said.
“It’s embarrassing to say this, but I’m dating Tsuumi. So, no matter how therapeutic it may be, I feel like Tsuumi will hurt her if I continue to do this.”
“…”
Mao handed her semen pack to herself, and as if she had no regrets, she bit her lip as Liu turned her back.
Although she had already noticed that she was dating Tsuumi, she heard it directly from her mouth and Mao felt the pain as if someone was holding her heart tightly.
“Because we keep dating a secret in school. Please do not ask.”
The shadow between Mao and Ryu, drawn on the small window frame of the furnishings room, was somehow more clearly visible.
Pujik-
The semen pack she held tightly collapsed, and white turbidity scattered over her face. The smell of rubber in the rich smell of semen that brushed my sensitive nose.
‘It was the two of us.’
Rattle-
Mao couldn’t tell if it was her own heart beating or the sound of her old door’s doorknob jamming.
She was right about what the woman said.
Just as Mao studied, the door to the furnishings room that luckily couldn’t be opened.
However, she said that it was not 100 percent like the foreign woman said, and the door that was hanging inside opened easily.
And Tsuumi is revealed.
Mao glared at Tsuumi through the crack in her door.
Her anxious, trembling eyes and the look of her endlessly examining her from her toes to her head to see if her own clothes are disheveled.
You’re anxious
Gyaru Mao, who is sensitive to male-female relationships, immediately saw what kind of condition Tsuumi was in.
As if she wasn’t satisfied at all, the stiff type of cock. And Tsuumi, who looks anxious.
Mao raised one corner of her mouth to reveal her sharp fangs, as if the corners of her drooping mouth had been drooping for some time.
Mao trudged over her and looked down at her in front of her Tsuumi.
“Oh, Ryu, were you waiting? Haha, because nothing happened inside. Relax, Tsuumi.”
Mao said, recalling the day when he said that he would be proud of himself at Ryu’s house, and said that he would compete with his confession confidently.
‘But I cheated, so I’m not sorry either.’
Mao untied his swollen lips at Ryu’s gaze, which he felt beside her, and raised Tsuumi’s hands with a smile as bright as he could.
Tsuumi looked up at Mao in bewilderment.
In the past, I wanted to have Ryu. When he caught her weakness and threatened her, the Tsuumi confidence she had shown to her was no longer visible.
As if she had nothing to lose, the figure that drove her without even looking back.
“Congratulations, you said you were dating Ryu?”
“Yes.”
Mao gave Tsuumi a tight hug as if she was really well.
‘I have nothing to lose now.’
Mao, biting her lips again, whispered in Tsuumi’s ear.
“Haa… It was so stiff earlier♡”
Mao, who scraped the goo that had been sprayed on her face with her fingers and sucked it into her mouth, continued her words.
“If you have any questions about how to satisfy a man, ask me, Tsuumi.”
Tsuumi, who has been frozen as it is, unable to even open her mouth.
‘Bingo.’
Mao, who placed her hand on her Tsuumi’s shoulder and held it tight, winked at her Tsuumi.
“Remember what we promised then? First of all, I decided to admit the person who succeeded in confessing and give up neatly… So, let’s get along well now, even though I can’t study, you know that well, right? Like how to satisfy a man?”
Mao smiled broadly at Tsuumi, who seemed to have taken her scare away, just like her old self.
“I wish I could date you and Ryu for a long time. Right?”
