Author's Notes: As is heavily implied through the cover image as well as the main title, this story is going through the wretched M territory. So, if you're more of a romantic kind of guy, then this might not be the suitable place for you.

Plus, if you're still a sweet summer child or a smart young kid, I don't want to be the one to tarnish your innocence. Please kindly turn back and read the other masterpieces here because you'll never know when your Mom is gonna show up behind you.

Although it may seem pathetic, please keep in mind this is my very first work in this genre and I'll probably suck most at describing the intense scenes, if not the casual ones. I'll very much appreciate the feedback!

So this goes without saying: there will be sex scenes. And being the hormone-driven teenager that I am, there are plenty of promiscuous situations that I'd like to articulate.

But I can't trust my writing skills enough for that. Hence, while I'd still strive to describe the sex positions the best that I can, you guys can get a better picture with the name of the positions involved that I'll be inserting. In that way, you guys can go consult with Google or something to get the better image. Alternatively, if you're already a man of culture who had stored various intercourse positions in their core memory, then you don't need to bother to do so and I highly commend you for that. It'll be sort of like this:

[MISSIONARY]

So let's see if this is compatible or not. Please let me know if there's a better way to go with it.

I want to say this from the very beginning: as there are shitposts, there will also be shitfics. And this is a great example of that. So please don't expect this to be leaning much on the sentimental or thoughtful elements that most of the great stories here are known to have.

Lastly is regarding the OC.

Yes, I've made an additional character of my own. Yes, it's the girl in the cover. No way in this world did I draw it myself.

Right now, I can only say that her existence here is fairly important. Mainly because she's the central factor that got me thinking that a Harem could be legitimate and interesting here. Hope you'll understand further after reading this.

As for her voice, you can have your own preferences. But I'd like to recommend the voice I used that got me going here that is with the glorious VA Amamiya Sora. Voices of hers that inspired me were Miia (Monster Musume), Elizabeth (Nanatsu no Taizai) and Aqua (Konosuba).

For now, I guess I can only say that much. I have little confidence whether or not this is going to be good. But man, gotta put these adolescent thoughts to good use. If this is going to make me hate myself more, than at least have me improve my writing!

And with that, let's have these lewd thoughts fly.

Bafflement. Befuddlement. Bewilderment.

I must admit, for all the disasters and debacles that decided to hit my woeful life, I'm truly still too young to have these feelings control most of my everyday behaviour.

"Hachiman-kun..."

It's really a given, now that I think about it. Need only I to take a glance at the people surrounding me most of the time to easily figure out why the matter stands.

None of them being similar as the other. But still all of them are giving me an equally difficult time.

"This is seriously too good..."

Humans, as predictable as we are at times, are still a mystery. An inexplicable puzzle that may remain unravelled and unsolved. Non-existent is an accurate display of the interpretation of human behaviour until quite possibly to the end of our civilization.

That may probably be the main reason as to why of all the enigmatic creatures living in this atrocious world, humans are the ones I wanted to genuinely understand the most.

"You're making me lose my mind right now..."

But when there exist humans that make you question their behaviours and motives, there are also those that ultimately able to change your whole damn life.

An abrupt distortion. A whole 180°, delivering new and unsubstantial experience that alters plenty of the various aspects that build your very identity. Ideologies. Personal preferences. Anything.

For an example, the one event I'm currently going through right now.

"I'm so sorry... I don't think I'll be able to stop myself..."

There is no explaining this entire situation. Body frozen. My mind was in complete disarray.

If there's one message that the sight laying in front of me is trying to deliver, is that some things can still be unbelievable even though you've been slapped with it in the face.

I am speechless.

Because as of now, on the warm tatami mat of a quiet room in a sushi restaurant, with my legs spread on both sides of an extremely heated body...

I, Hikigaya Hachiman, am having my penis vigorously ravished by a woman I just met.

"Please... Let me have this moment."

Just how in the world did this happen?!

Chapter 1

Rampant Lust

The sun was quite merciless on me.

Body tortured with the basking sun, I strolled. Messy head of hair mindlessly absorbing the exorbitant amount of heat, unnecessarily delivering the feverish weather to my whole system.

To think of all days, the sun decided to peek out a little longer at the sky the moment I went and left my bike at home. Oh, how I wish my dormant ability to teleport would present itself right now.

"I really should've accepted her offer to give me a ride back home. Yukino, come back..."

I checked the watch once again, childishly cursing the weather once again as I saw the time had indeed travelled on the earliest hours of night.

Is this even possible? Oi, any sentient beings up there that is actually having fun picking around my life? Please let the moon come already!

Alas, there is realistically nothing I can do about the situation. Let's just end this with a concise statement to summarize my whole situation right now.

"I severely need a MAX Coffee..."

It was along that drawn out thought, a peculiar sight came nearing in front of me.

Having passed through this road almost every day, I can confidently say that the area is secluded at most times. So, seeing a person walking through the pathway was not short of a rare sight.

As of right now, if to compare with the person a few feet in front of me, I was walking at a much faster pace. Closer inspection led me to further understand why.

If my eyes don't fail me, there are two big cardboard boxes currently being carried by this pitiful person at my front. Not to mention how loaded it might be, since the carrier was clearly having a difficult time making each step forward.

Now, further contemplation is at stake.

Is it worth the burden to help that person in need under this excruciating weather? Wouldn't I just end up becoming a suspicious person for creeping out from behind? Should I do the noble thing and let another person help to increase their own good deed?

As a side thought, Yumiko might've just kicked my ass for having second thoughts on helping people clearly in need.

Nonetheless, several questions had arose, halting my further action. Finally, only one solution will claim victory, and with it will come my consequent actions.

And fortunately, rationality and generosity got the best out of me.

I increased my pace, walking forward with a clear goal.

Poor guy. The two boxes were stacked to almost cover their face, barely blocking the view. Could this person even see where they're going? We're suffering the same relentless temperature, too.

Truthfully, I do not have a clear picture of whether if it's a boy or a girl, as the attire this person's wearing is making it ambiguous.

A big red cap, black sports shoes, and a loose lab-coat covering the body. Kind of like Hiratsuka-sensei in clothing, but this one wore a coat that doesn't seem to fit their size. Large and bulky.

Usually, the shape of the body is enough for a normal person to decipher another's gender. But with the large coat flying around, and without any hair hanging on the behind that commonly indicates a woman's feature, I just couldn't tell. This person seems to be quite tall for a height of an average woman, too.

Gradually, our distance becomes closer and closer.

Hence upon closer inspection, even with the flabby state of the coat, it was much easier for me to identify the gender of this person I finally approached.

Regardless, I resumed my intentions.

"Excuse me..," I started politely, hoping to engage in the most formal manner.

My gaze immediately meeting the woman's eyes.

Clear, radiant and light blue eyes.

"Y-Yes... How may I help you?" The lady answered, bringing both of our stride to a pause.

Fortunately, on my part, the woman didn't seem that much hostile at the arrival of a suspicious stranger. Facing me with a smile, too. I honestly didn't expect that.

"Sorry for interrupting, but I noticed you had been carrying these boxes for a few minutes," I tried to explain to the point, not intending to waste any more time burning ourselves. "If you don't mind, I can help you carry these for the meantime?"

Words were spoken as prim as possible. Not along the lines of inconsiderate bastards looking to find girls to flirt with. Not in the manner of snobbish pricks seeking to approach women to pamper with.

After hearing my intentions, she responded naturally.

"Oh my. Well then, who am I to refuse such chivalrous act?" The woman drew another appreciative smile, gesturing me to come closer to grab the precious cargo. I paused, seeing that she's offering me only one.

"If you'd like, I can grab both for you," I innocently offered in return.

"Oh? T-Then..," the woman stuttered, somewhat hesitant to entertain the gesture. Then I came to understand why so the moment she lets go of the boxes on top of my arms.

An involuntary growl seeped its way out of my throat, clearly indicating my opinion on the weight of these dumbbells.

Oh, Meguri. The times I spent with you should've taught me plenty about underestimating a woman's strength.

"There're quite a lot of books and documents in those..." With her hands standing by should the boxes come tumbling down, the lady reasoned. "...Want me to take one off you?"

This is embarrassing~!

But I really shouldn't push the nice guy card too much here. I don't even know how far her destination would be, and the thought of asking her to take some of the weight off me during our walk made me internally squirm. That would be extremely awkward, no doubt.

Therefore, with head hung low in embarrassment, I meekly responded.

"On behalf of my pathetic self, please do." Looks like I need to work myself out a little bit more frequently. Might as well go hit the gym with Saki this weekend.

It was a petty response, but the manner which the lady reacted to it made me think I just delivered the most attractive pick-up line in the world.

She laughed. Giggling to her heart's content before releasing a breath of air.

"It's fine. Your intentions are already helping out a lot." What a kind person.

That came through my thought, watching her as she continued. "Let me first get this off real quick."

The woman promptly reached up to her cap, pulling it off her head with ease.

Strands of silky red hair were gracefully revealed, releasing with it a light fragrant aroma. It smelt of rose. All dropping down to finally reach her back. Twin braids going down her front, both tied with a small black ribbon at each end.

How the heck did she keep all that under her cap?

However, as much as I wanted to, my mind just couldn't question too long about that. Since in overall, her sudden new appearance had made much of my internal memory to momentarily malfunction.

In terms of natural beauty, I think Haruno just got herself a contender.

Because the lady just became, in the purest sense of the word, much more beautiful.

Innocently ignoring my still dumbfounded expression, the woman took back one of the boxes into her arms after placing her cap on top of it. She turned back to me after assuring herself she was ready to continue the journey.

"Let's get going, shall we?"

With the meagre amount of composure that was left inside my body, I clumsily agreed.

"G-Got it..."

If there is one thing that I must feel grateful for through the countless interactions I had with the people in school, is that the social skills that had pretty much developed within me.

Not in a way that it made me inclined to talk more with other people. That thing will forever be exhausting, and I'd still avoid it in any way possible.

It was more towards the strong confidence that was built for me to talk with people of the opposite gender, rather than stuttering here and there like a spineless harem main character.

Such as in situations like this, it really helps me out a lot.

"The name's Nakano Nanako. A pharmacist working at the drug store near by the sports centre. And a forever 18-year old!"

"Hikigaya Hachiman. A third year at Chiba High School... And an actual 18-year old."

It was ten minutes after our strenuous journey that Nakano-san finally remembered to share the most important information before blabbering about her unlucky day, that is to actually introduce herself. Is that even possible? Could she be more socially inexperienced than me?

As it turns out, this woman was on her way back to her apartment. Though under unfortunate circumstances, the pharmacy just undergone renovation and materials considered unnecessary to the place of work had to be removed. Nakano-san was just generous enough to have these medical papers brought to her residence.

Adult life truly is exhausting.

"I'm just glad the sun is already gone right now. Any more of the heat and I might just faint right on the spot."

"It did stood up much longer than it should today. But, yeah. Good riddance, I guess." The woman giggled at my little quip.

Walking beside each other, it was easy for me to compare the height between me and Nakano-san. She is probably tallest among the girls I know with an exception for Hiratsuka-sensei. The highest part of her was reaching up to my ear. Even though I have no idea, it's probably a compatible height with her age.

Nakano-san turned to me, slightly craning her head. "Is it really okay for you to get back this late? You can pass the box back if you're in a hurry, you know?"

Assuring her that it was indeed fine for me to see this to the end, I calmly answered, "My house is already nearby, anyways. Besides, I don't think I'll be up to much tonight."

"... So you don't have anything planned after this?"

"As per other days, yeah."

"... I see," The woman with the lab-coat beside me unknowingly hummed, prompting me to glance at her curiously.

Wondering it wasn't much of a big deal, I decided to ignore it and rest my eyes up to the sky. For how slow it took for the sun to descent, it's antithesis compensated by coming up faster.

The dark slowly enveloped us. The lamp posts starting to play their role.

"And we're here," Nakano-san announced, indirectly disrupting my stupor. My head now giving attention to the front with my body closing in the large apartment. Staring at the edifice, I thoughtlessly thought she must have earned a pretty decent living.

"Which floor are you on, Nakano-san?"

"The seventh," she answered, turning her head to me. "Want me to take it from here?"

Now, I'm no communication expert. But the manner and tone of which she used to ask the question led me to believe that she trusts me enough to go through this to the end. I'm already here, might as well help her out to the door.

"If it's fine with you, I can carry on till we reach your place." As expected, she flashed a warm smile and concluded.

"I'd appreciate it." The elevator door opening in accompaniment of her words. "Let's go."

A trip up the elevator. A walk through the pathway. A greeting to the neighbour.

I wordlessly followed Nakano-san, and after a few minutes we finally arrived at the intended destination. No prior planning was needed for us to simultaneously release an exhausted sigh.

"We finally made it..."

"Yeah..."

After taking in the much needed air, she continued, "Wait a second. Let me get the keys."

The superwoman was somehow able to stabilize the box with her right arm for the other to reach inside her pocket. A little bit of rummaging, and the room key was in her hands.

The door was promptly unlocked, revealing the dark spaces of the room.

It was momentarily silent between us for some reason. Not until Nakano-san slowly turned to me, leaving the door open.

"Ne, Hikigaya-kun," she began. "Since you don't have anything to do, would you like to keep me company for dinner tonight? I could fix something for the both of us to eat."

"Huh?" The blush on me that came with her sudden suggestion was something I couldn't restrain. "That's a bit..."

"It's the least I could do. You helped me out, after all," the woman insisted, blatantly ignoring the inner dilemma I'm currently feeling.

I clumsily scratched my head, wondering deeply whether or not to entertain her appreciative gesture.

"I've got ice-cream?" Oi, who exactly are you trying to persuade here? An elementary schooler?

No matter how I think about it, being in that room with her is not going to end up well for my heart. It was hard enough for me to not instinctively glance at her fascinating appearance at the short time we walked, and the environment in there will most definitely make my adolescent senses go haywire.

Oh, why am I bounded to this pathetic excuse of a mentality?

"Thank you for the gesture, Nakano-san. But sorry, I would have to decline since it's getting pretty late and all. Besides..." A second thought was needed for me to phrase the next excuse. But for me to fully refuse her invitation with respect, this matter needs to be said.

"I'm sorry for making things awkward but being alone with a woman in the middle of the night makes me kind of stupidly anxious." I tried hard looking at her in the eyes, lips slightly curled.

The woman didn't immediately respond for some reason, keeping herself silent with a wondering hum.

"Hmm, making you nervous, huh..," she remained silent once again, not before an idea came to her with a bulb above her head. "I got it. Wait right here."

Abruptly bringing with her the box on my arms into her room, the red-haired turned around to face my clueless expression.

"You'll wait, right?"

"S-Sure..." I was still dumbfounded with this whole situation, but her latest request is not one that is hard for me to fulfil.

Nakano-san smiled, prior to closing the door behind her. Leaving me standing here, lamely resting my back at the nearest wall.

My guess is that she'll be rewarding me with a gift as gratitude for my chivalrous act. Probably with the ice-cream she mentioned just now, too. I couldn't help waiting in slight eager with that thought.

A few minutes later passed by. The precious time was spent with idling around the spaces in front of her door.

What's taking her so long? Is she making the ice-cream herself and now waiting for it to freeze or something?

Pushing away my ridiculous thought was the clank of the door audible behind me. I turned around, a phrase of gratitude standing by.

If not for the opening of the door, there are plenty others about this woman in front of me right now that could've easily grabbed my intention.

She was already oozing with the smell of rose before. But now I could easily sense the stronger aroma on her with the perfume she had most definitely used.

Though I try to ignore out of respect, the radiant redness of her lips had also briefly took my attention. She had put on lipstick.

Besides the intricate make-up she had needlessly put on, I was also stupidly entranced by the clothes covering her voluptuous body.

Nakano-san was wearing a lab-coat before, so it was not very much visible to me. But with the coat now gone, what she wore underneath became obviously clearer.

A black and tight chiffon shirt, with a beige high-waisted pencil skirt underneath.

Perhaps due to the sudden exposure, this sight easily sent a peculiar feeling to course through my body.

"N-Nakano-san, what's with the attir-" Before I could even finish the question, my arm was forcefully yanked away. With a stealthy hand hooking on to it, I felt said arm pressed between the plump pillows hiding under the threads of her shirt.

God knows how loud I internally screamed.

"Sorry for having you wait for me. Come on. We'll be eating at one of my favourite restaurants around here. It'll be my treat for all your hard work today."

My stuttering mess of a refusal went into deaf ears as we unceremoniously made our way out of the apartment, back into the wilderness of the streets.

Just what did I got myself into?

This is a rollercoaster.

"Then I'll have a set of inarizushi... two for the futomaki... should I get an onigiri as well..?"

Why are we still here? Just to suffer? I honestly can't feel my leg right now for all the walking I had to endure today.

For whatever reason, Nakano-san decided on a whim to treat me outside for the good deed I had done this evening.

Given my past records, I'm never one to refuse free food. But please, can it be offered at moments I'm actually free? I'm usually busy lying myself in bed at this time.

"Hikigaya-kun, you haven't ordered, you know? Got something you like?"

"Then..," I murmured, not sparing a glance at the menu displayed at the table. "A tonkotsu ramen and a coffee with extra sugar, please."

"Copy that. Your orders will be coming shortly." The waitress politely walked away after receiving the orders. After phrasing her gratitude, Nakano-san curiously turned to me.

"You look pretty casual ordering a ramen in a sushi restaurant, Hikigaya-kun," she addressed her curiosity. "You didn't even go through the menu."

"Well, I ordered the same thing the last time I went here. Already been to this place before." More often than I really wanted, to be honest. Seriously, of all the food establishments around here, Nakano-san had to drop by the one I went to with Hiratsuka-sensei the most. And given the fact that the behemoth had plenty to talk about the men in her life, I honestly have grown bored with the place.

But to be fair, despite having gone to the same restaurant, everything around me right now is new.

Yes, I have been to this place. But I haven't been to this place.

"Oh? So you've been in one of these private rooms before?"

"No... Can't say I have."

Indeed, me and Nakano-san are currently sitting across each other in one of the private rooms that the restaurant has to offer.

A tatami mat as the flooring. A square table for dining. And bright candles as the lighting. Honestly, the room was lit so dimly, that someone might just get the wrong idea about the correct purpose of this area.

I glanced around the room once again, absorbing the environment that I couldn't help feel unease about. My legs conveniently crossed, getting myself comfortable with the softness of the cushion underneath me.

How is this any different from being alone with her at the apartment?! In fact, this room just makes me more childishly self-aware, damn it.

"I forgot how large of a crowd this place were able to attract every night," Nakano-san began to break the ice. "Hope you don't mind that I went and booked for the room myself."

"It's fine," I calmly responded, or as calm as I possibly could right now. "Though you really didn't have to go so far. I didn't even do that much to deserve it." Figuring that I was being a bit too ungrateful, I quickly added.

"But still, thank you very much."

Nakano-san was also quick in her response. "No worries, Hikigaya-kun. Just like our walk to the apartment just now, I really appreciate the company. Besides..," she suddenly paused, only to continue her words with a curl of the lips. "...You seem like a really nice guy."

"I see..." My words trailed, curious to her statement. It seems rather than as a teenage boy that she had to feed for helping her out, Nakano-san actually sees me as a member of the opposite sex. Despite her profession, perhaps she's indeed young as I thought?

I'm honestly unsure how to feel about that.

We exchanged a few words after. Mostly continuing on the subject we've been talking about before, that is her own busy life. Apparently, the woman still has so much to complain about. So being the veteran that I am who have been mercilessly trained by Lieutenant Hiratsuka, I was fairly good at giving my own thoughts.

Several minutes have passed when I asked about the people staying with her in the apartment.

"I kind of live by my own there. Both of my parents are in Hokkaido while many of my friends settled in Akihabara after graduating. I often visit them most of the time, and I pretty much only use the apartment for a place to sleep." No wonder the place was dark when she opened the door. Though after hearing her explanation, Nakano-san doesn't seem like the kind of person who relishes in her solidarity.

It was around that thought, the woman suddenly added, "I don't even have a boyfriend too, to begin with."

"Huh?"

I mentally slapped myself. That just came out of my mouth before I even realized it.

"Hm? What's wrong, Hikigaya-kun?"

"Ah, no. It's nothing..." Perhaps the newfound information was a tad bit shocking for me, huh? I hadn't expect someone of her calibre to not yet found a lover in her life.

But now that I think about it, it should've been more than obvious right now. She willingly allows herself the presence of a boy in a private room. Nobody in a relationship would've done something like that, even if she's just treating me for dinner.

I smiled wryly, seeking to find the composure I just lost.

But unfortunately, Nakano-san was smart enough to catch me on it. Resting her hands on the table, she smiled teasingly.

"Oya~ Hikigaya-kun, are you perhaps baffled with the fact I haven't gotten myself a lover?" I sheepishly turned to the side, unable to look at her in the eye.

"Well, yeah, I guess..." There was no reason for me to hide the truth. But there was definitely a reason for me to hide the blush that is itching to show itself on my face.

"I see~ I wonder why, though..." This woman. While a part of me was glad she was comfortable enough to joke around with me, another part of me was squirming in embarrassment. This is almost reaching Iroha-level of sly. Seriously, don't ask a question you know the answer to!

After the staring contest that had been going on too long between her eyes and my cheek, the red-haired giggled and voiced.

"Well! Let's just leave it at that," she continued after pulling a strand of hair behind her ear. "I just realized that we've been talking about me from the very beginning. Care to share about your endeavours as well, Hikigaya-kun?"

"I don't actually mind talking about your daily affairs, though. Because to put it bluntly, Nakano-san, my life is kind of bland." It didn't take long for me to provide a response.

Upon hearing my answer, the woman in front of me, for the very first time, charmingly pursed her lips.

"No fair, Hikigaya-kun. You've already know much about me, you should compensate with some of yours."

That is indeed cute, Hachiman.

"Then, I guess I'll provide you the luxury," I decided to entertain her qualms.

"What would you like to know?"

As if she had long harbour the intention to ask, Nakano-san grinned and took the chance.

"You're a teenager, aren't you? At the peak of your youth, as well. Of course I'd be interested to know more about your love life." Ah.

"Then I'm very sorry to disappoint, Nakano-san," I responded in monotone. "There isn't much to be said about me in that particular department."

Seriously thinking that I was bluffing, the woman playfully slapped the table with her palm.

"Objection!" Nakano-san pointed a finger at me accusingly. "There's no way that composed and mature demeanour haven't captured the innocent hearts of young maidens."

Are you perhaps saying your own innocent heart, yourself, is captured by it, m'lady?

What the fu- My god. Committing seppuku might've just been compulsory if that had came out of my mouth.

And what did she mean by "composed and mature demeanour"? I've been anything but that throughout the time I'm with her today.

"I appreciate the compliment, but I really don't know where you got that from, Nakano-san."

"Please," she began, arming herself with a retort. "The both of us just met two hours ago and you were able to maintain your composure despite the opposing gender, and casually communicate with me like we're best buddies. That can be difficult for most men, you know?"

"Well..," I hesitated, finally understanding the implication of her question. "If by 'love life' you mean as in the girls I frequently communicate with at school, then there's probably some or two that I could share."

"The defendant admits himself as guilty."

"Objection, woman," I swiftly denied. "How is my love life an equivalent to the women I'm friends with in my life?"

"Are you saying you're not dating any one of them?"

"No," Not in a million chance. "Never did."

Nakano-san settled on assessing the truth of my words, staring into my eyes with her brows raised in amusement.

The woman finished her assessment with her hands intertwined.

"Then, let's just go with that, Hikigaya-kun..," she said in mild merriment.

"Tell me more about these lucky flowers surrounding your life."

"Okay..," I mumbled a response once again, wondering deeply on how to go with this. What exactly would she even like to know about these people? How am I supposed to even talk about it?

Facing this dire situation which even my parents haven't forced me to face, I racked my brain for the suitable answer that perfectly describes the people involved in my so-called love life.

"Then..."

Screw it. Let's just list their names and see where that takes me.

Goaded by the intention to preserve my energy, I decided to count them with the names I currently address those people with. Not a shred of second thought was made.

"First of all, there's this one named Yukino. Black-haired girl with an irritating sense of noblesse oblige. She's the president of an exhausting club I'm joining at school. Relentlessly striving to see her responsibilities to the end is her common etiquette, and I often get mindlessly carried away with it. Either way, she's an idiot.

Then there's this pink-haired bimbo, Yui. A cheerful airhead with a heart so generous she'd want to befriend the whole world. The other and only club mate besides me and Yukino. Often becoming the mediator whenever a fight erupts, which made me believe she's the most mature among the three of us. Either way, she's an idiot.

Iroha, a hazel-haired fox. Always getting her way through shameless acts of slapping her cutesy personality in other people's faces. Though with that immoral habit, she's actually the StuCo president. Weak and petty before, but now I genuinely feel that she's much more responsible than I expected. Either way, she's an idiot.

It feels a bit wrong to include her, but I'll just add Hiratsuka-sensei in the list. A philosophical teacher that I often consult with despite her ruthless behaviour. The frequent moments she were able to see behind my facade can be irritating at times, but I've lately come to appreciate that side of her. Either way, I guess she's also an idiot.

The older sister of the first girl I mentioned can be brought forward too, I suppose: Haruno's the name. The one person I wanted to crack open her superficial behaviour the most. A quintessential of perfection in the eyes of average people. The rare events that I were able to peel it off had revealed to me she's much more an affectionate person than I thought. Either way, she's an idiot.

The next one would be Meguri. A bundle of unbounded comfy vibes, always making people around her experience the jovialness she often emanates. She's in her freshman year in college but still comes to visit often in her free time. Forget good or bad, she would always find a way to make me smile despite whatever my mood is. Either way, she's an idiot.

Moving on, I guess it would be Kaori. Similar to one of the girls I just named, she's also the kind of person to be amicable with everyone around, but with her own sometimes stupid approach. A schoolmate of mine during middle school, though not anymore. I had a bad experience related to her, but did it all go out the window when I was more exposed to her unexplored behaviour. Either way, she's an idiot.

Then, there's this silver-haired named Saki. An essentially intimidating person whose overwhelming affection towards her siblings I can strongly relate to. She's a classmate of mine and I at times join her part-time jobs whenever she needs an extra hand. Strict and strong-willed, but give it a moment when her maiden-like preferences were revealed and she'd be redder than an apple. Either way, she's an idiot.

Yumiko, right. The leader of the most renowned pack in school, carrying it with impression rather than intimidation. Also happens to be in the same class with me and a practice partner whenever we wanted to break a sweat. Scratch that, the blonde can be intimidating most of the time, but her overly considerate and caring side was something I look up to in the times I'm with her. Either way, she's an idiot.

The last one should be Hina, then. A helpless yaoi lover with such passion that her nose will often turn into an erupting volcano if I let her imaginations go wild. She's also a classmate of mine while being a part of Yumiko's clique. The girl can be very perceptive when she wants to and her openness to the things she love is something I honestly couldn't despise. Either way, she's an idiot."

I finally stopped, catching my breath. Eyes wide momentarily at the nonsense I just spouted.

It took a lot of time. An insanely amount of time. I don't think I've even talked that much in a while.

But somehow, I strangely didn't feel tired about it. I'm the guy who would even go so far as to fake coughing to prevent unnecessary talking. Though here I am, mumbling endlessly about something I didn't even expect to lose myself in thought in.

I won't be surprised if Nakano-san had already slept out of boredom. Swiftly looking up from idly staring at the table, I realized I had stand corrected.

The woman was still awake. Not to mention with a fascinating smile on her lips. Other than that, were the fingers displayed in front of her face. She had been counting.

All ten of them was up. That's about correct, I guess.

Ending the incoherent story, I absently finished, "That's about it."

Now flashing her crystal clear teeth, Nakano-san grinned before her response.

"For someone so indifferent with the group of girls that surround his life, you seem pretty passionate in describing each of them, Hikigaya-kun," she commented, eyes locked onto mine.

"No to mention you're already on a first-name basis with most of them, too."

...

How do you know that?

Her earlier observation was much more questionable for me, so I gave that a little more attention. How is "passionate" a rightful description when I just literally insulted every one of them?

"Well, I guess that's what friends do... And was I really that into it?" I didn't realize, but maybe I did get too immersed just now for the person who had to reluctantly hear it. Blame it to fatigue when the things I want kept inside to unconsciously come out of my mouth.

Nakano-san responded with a few gentle nods.

"It goes to show how close you all are, I suppose," she continued with her deductive opinion, which I couldn't help but strongly differ.

"I'm not so sure about that. Every time we interacted usually boils down to immature banter and immense annoyance." Saying the word out loud made me instantly recall the primary way these girls would take to get to my nerves.

"Most of them would even take a shot at my eyes most of the ti-"

"Speaking about eyes!"

I startled, and give it a few seconds and I wasn't the only one to react like that.

"I-I mean..," Nakano-san coughed lightly, also baffled with her sudden interruption.

Probably as a way to compose herself, the lady reached for her purse laid at the side of the table. I continued to watch curiously as she opened it to grab something.

"There's another favour I'd like you to help me with, Hikigaya-kun," Nakano-san said while continuing to rummage in her purse. Finally grabbing the object she wants found, the woman immediately displayed it to me.

It was small. I pushed my head closer. Nearer inspection gave me a better picture.

It's an eye drop.

"Could you be so kind as to try this new product that just came out lately in the pharmacy? It'll be like a testimony of some sort," the woman phrased while giving me a better look with her outstretched hand.

"It'll help out a lot to hear some feedback before this goes to the market."

"Well, I wouldn't really mind," I answered attentively. "But would a review by a guy without eye sickness to begin with even be helpful?"

I honestly wouldn't mind using it. But being someone without a relative reason to use an eye drop in the first place, my testimony would hardly be useful.

"That's the thing about this one, Hikigaya-kun." Perhaps she was waiting for that exact question, the woman responded with eager.

"Instead of medication purposes, this eye drop facilitates more on the aesthetics. Dilation of the pupils, accentuating colour, et cetera," she began to explain, waving the object in her hands.

I looked on with slight interest, not hiding the sense of intrigue I get at the revolutionary nature of the medicine. Nakano-san pressed forward, curling her lips further at my positive reaction.

"Maybe you could get those girls to stop utilizing that primary weapon of theirs by making your eyes look more attractive."

I scoffed lightly, now understanding her sudden interruption just before. Looks like she's trying to create a transaction with mutual gains here.

To begin with, the countless times they took a jab on my eyes had already made me immune against that particular gibe. So by getting these means of vision more attractive or not, I don't really mind if it goes either way.

"It wouldn't be wrong to at least try, I suppose," I concluded, now fully accepting the request she just brought forward.

Nakano-san clapped her hands in elation.

"Perfect!" Come to think of it, it's been a while since I had an eye drop put on. Wouldn't be wrong to try it on again once in a while.

My arms were now stretched to the front in order to receive it.

Well, as far as it could until hesitantly retreating after seeing the movement of this person in front of me.

Instead of simply passing me the eye drop, the red-haired lady briskly got herself up and walked her merry way to the spot beside me. Her motives now clear for me to understand.

"N-Nakano-san, it's fine. I think I'm pretty capable of applying it myself," I stuttered the way out of my words, unable to hide the bewilderment I feel at her sudden advance.

The woman conveniently pouted as she promptly sat herself to the spot, folding her lithe legs to face me.

"Let me have my fun, Hikigaya-kun. Contrary to nurses, pharmacists don't actually get the chance to help their patients apply their medicine, you know?" She began to reason, waving the little thing in her hands. The ambiguity emanated by its monochrome colour now obvious for me to see.

Keeping a stable composure was hard enough with our current situation, and she just suggested to up the level so easily?

Yui, this woman might just be as oblivious and airheaded as you, and that similarity is really not helping me out right now.

Seeing that her hands were already giddily waiting for my answer, I don't see a future where she would be amused with my rejection of her offer. Might as well get a strong hold on myself and get this thing over with.

"G-Got it, Nakano-san," I finally complied. A part of me glad knowing that was the right answer when her teeth became bare for my eyes to see.

"Then..," I dubiously started to move, not knowing surely how to even go with this. As if taking the lead, Nakano-san enthusiastically started to stand on her knees.

Finally getting the picture, my arms were placed outstretched at my back, allowing me to lean some of my weight as I began to stare at the dim ceiling above. Not long was needed for me to see her hands surrounding my face, with her smiling own towering over me.

The smell of rose came raiding my nose once again. I had to fight away the sheer embarassment threatening to show on my face as she graced my sight with the obvious bulges coming from under her shirt. Her face hardly seen for a short moment with these two blocking the way.

I impulsively gripped my hands in order to control myself, now becoming harder as she began to position myself better with a delicate touch to my chin.

Without a word, Nakano-san carefully started to pinch the eye drop, some clear droplets were seen before instinctively causing me to twitch my eyes.

"Is it painful?" she asked considerately, keeping a hand to stabilize my head.

I kept myself focused on feeling the changes in my eyes for a few seconds. I responded briefly as a conclusion.

"Feels like a normal eye drop so far."

"Will keep that in mind," Nakano-san nodded in attention to my hardly helpful comment.

She allows me a short span of time to get adjusted before moving on the other eye ball. Now needlessly closing in her distance that I can physically feel through the touch of her skirt registered by my hand.

I kind of feel like a needy kid right now.

"Ne, Hikigaya-kun." Before giving me the next drop, the woman unexpectedly asked for my attention.

"Yeah?" I responded, mind harbouring the expectation that she might want to hear another comment of mine about the eye drop.

Colour me surprised when she went on with something far different.

"While we're on the subject, have you ever done anything erotic with someone, Hikigaya-kun?"

"Eh?"

Brows immediately furrowed and cheeks unnecessarily reddened. The first thought coming through my mind being the unknown subject she was referring to that has any near relation to this abrupt inquiry.

Nakano-san kept her calm, hands already ready to pinch on the object.

In the blabbering state that I totally am right now, my answer came out equally stupid.

"N-No, of course not."

The woman looked genuinely surprised at my answer, halting her initial intention to briefly blink her eyes.

"You mean you haven't so much as kiss any one of those ten girls?"

As surprised as she is about my answer, I was equally so after hearing her ridiculous assumption.

"As I said before, we were never like that, Nakano-san," I answered with clarity, hoping to have her now fully understand the pure relationship we all have.

It seems the woman have accepted the truth of my words. However, that didn't stop her to press on with hers.

"Ehhh, that's no good, Hikigaya-kun. You never know how much these skills would help you in the future."

Escorting it was, for the longest time, the tear drop that suddenly invaded my eyes. The sensation that came unnoticed made me twitch more than necessary. Eyes now blinking more frequently to end my temporary blind state much faster.

"No matter how you see it, experience is necessary..," Nakano-san trailed on her advice, voice significantly much lower than before.

The imminent drop was really welcomed, as I have now something to deliberately avert my focus on rather than this embarrassing subject that unreasonably took her attention. My vision became much more clouded as I feel the liquid slowly spreading into my eyeballs.

"I-I see. Will keep that in mind, then."

With a thankful sigh, I started to close my eyes, knowing for a fact this uncomfortable subject can now be put to rest.

What even got her to talk about it in the first place?

...

"...Do you wanna try it?"

...

"Huh?" That came out faster than the speed of light my eyes just did as it opened instantly wide. As much as I wanted to, the eye drop was still taking into effect, leaving me blind with whatever is going on about the person towering above me.

Forgiving myself for not hearing the first time, the woman softly repeated.

It's not that I didn't hear that. I just simply couldn't believe it. For what just might be a play of the mind, I have to hear it one more time.

"Do you want to test the experience? Kissing, making out and the like..."

As if it would do me any better to hear her, I could barely see Nakano-san all of a sudden lowered her head down, slowly and alluringly.

"With me."

I was frozen. Unable to form a single response with her more than shocking advance. My eyes that were blinded with water now seeing the unbelievable sight crystal clear.

"Wh-What are you..."

Our lips now mere inches from each other, gradually decreasing. The inexplicable pink spreading on her cheeks was now obvious to the eye.

Her long eyelashes elegantly indicated its closure before I started being blinded once again in darkness by having the light blocked by her front. Her breath falling down with its soft wind caressing my dumbfounded fa-

"Sushi and ramen coming through!"

The quiet atmosphere of the room was suddenly countered by the blustering greeting of the waitress. Clearly oblivious with her current surrounding, the lady bearing our foods and drinks politely entered the area to deliver our previous orders.

Well, with how fast I got my back straight and how swift Nakano-san placed her hands to her hips, I'd say we made a pretty amazing job making that happen.

Though she's still human. So the woman could only go so far to doing that, while still having herself sat close beside me. Uncomfortably so.

"These would be your orders."

"Y-Yes... Thank you so much," Nakano-san being the more mature person here were able to gather her bearings first to communicate with the waitress.

The confusion that was welling up inside me allowed myself to only cough lightly and blankly watch every plate that goes out of the tray.

What in the world was that?

"That would be all! You may tap the button over there if you need anything."

"Yes... We'll remember that." I cowardly left the talking to the woman beside me again.

After bowing out of courtesy, the waitress made her way back out, in the same oblivious manner as when she went inside. I began to feel the heavy atmosphere dawning us the moment the door was put to a close.

The room was enraptured by silence. None of us making a single word. Both undoubtedly drowning ourselves into our own thought.

I started to sense the self-loathing feeling dawn on me when I stupidly expect Nakano-san to take control of the situation. I was already acting like a spineless kid just now, and I'm planning to engage with the same act now?

No. Don't let yourself get too worked up by this. For all I know, Nakano-san must've just been exhausted with her work today and that prompted her to do something she didn't even realize doing.

With that conclusion fortunately formulated from my mind, I let out another cough once again, seeing the smallest of her movements through the corners of my eyes.

"Well, I'd hate it if my ramen turns out cold," I tried to look composed as best as I can when I turned to meet her face.

"Should we get eating?"

Her immediate reaction made me briefly forget how this woman is factually older than me. Fumbling on her earliest words like an embarrassed high school girl, Nakano-san finally supported my notion.

"Yeah... That would be great."

The various nourishments feasting our eyes eventually made its way to our hungry stomachs. Give it a little bit of time and the heaviness slowly and gradually seeps away from the situation. The ramen did great in filling my tummy and stimulating my taste buds, as well.

Sneakily glancing at the drink Nakano-san had ordered for herself, I couldn't help but feel glad at my previous self. Discouraging her move to have herself some alcohol tonight was definitely the most accurate thing to do.

The atmosphere feels lighter in the long run. We made some small talk along the process but most of the time were spent to indulge in the succulent taste of our respective food and beverage.

Our plates were now as empty as how our stomachs initially were without much of a significant scene. We expressed the comprehensible deliciousness with a few praises and appreciation.

After a light burp, I reached out for the iced coffee to cleanse my mouth of the remaining pieces inside.

After elegantly placing the used chopsticks on the table, Nakano-san abruptly mused with a sudden change of the subject.

"I think you're a very kind person, Hikigaya-kun."

I coughed immediately, water spurting out of my mouth that was indirectly caused by her unexpected appraisal.

"W-Where did that come from, Nakano-san?"

The woman promptly rested her head on her palm before answering my question. A soft smile adorning her expression.

"From the evening I spent with you walking down the street, and from the night I currently spent with you here."

I stared at her, sceptical on how easy her deduction came from the very short time we spent. Nakano-san swiftly continued before I could refute.

"From how you described the girls, too. You made it pretty easy for me to tell."

That just fuelled my added incredulity to her conclusion. How was she able to deduce something so large with something so small? No matter how I look at it, an explanation is necessary.

"How could you tell from that?"

Nakano-san wasted no time answering, probably expecting that exact question to be imposed.

Though her answer was still too fallacious to my liking.

"From how you don't seem to be taking advantage of them." And that makes me a good guy?

"I won't even be able to if I have the intention to, Nakano-san," I began to disagree instantly before she could get another word in. "Besides, our relationship often comes with mutual benefits."

The woman I'm currently facing lightly tilted her head, clearly having some of my explanation not understood.

"Mutual benefits?"

"It's..."

Though I was the one phrasing the word, her request to have me further elaborate that particular meaning made me stop in my words.

After gulping down the last remaining drops of coffee, I answered with my eyes focusing on the table in front of me.

"The times when I help them with their problems are just a guise for me to help my own self," I began, now slowly getting where I'm going to carry the sentence with my own true line of thinking.

"I'm invaluable. The moments when I'm able to become a helping hand are the much needed times for me to feel a little good about myself. Adding to my pathetic character, I don't have the slightest care if they're feeling indebted to me when I help them out. Even though I'd prefer it if they weren't, but they were too kind as people to not repay me back."

For the short second after my complicated elaboration, I couldn't deny the feeling of being really taken aback. Of all the people I could possibly express my innermost thoughts turns out to be someone I just met for a span not even of one day.

Could it be because of her current nature of being an outside character in my life? I'm not one to be easily open with strangers, but that just goes to show how friendly she was and how peculiarly closer we got through such short period of time.

"Really..,"

But whatever it was, my mouth still continued to move, seeking to end it in a conclusive manner.

"It's just my own selfish form of self-gratification."

Silence began to fill the air. I didn't expect her to form an immediate response, so we both sat motionless on the same side of the table. The short time I spent to gather some needed breath after another round of needless elaboration.

"I understand..."

Not before long, Nakano-san cheerfully continued the conversation with another change of subject.

"Look, Hikigaya-kun," she asked for attention, pointing her finger to the menu attached to the corners of the table.

"You should know this place have desserts as well, right?" I firstly looked over the piece of paper. My hand promptly moving for a wave after realizing the generous intention behind her question.

"You don't have to go that far, Nakano-san. I'm full really, so..."

"No," she said in an uncharacteristically stern voice. My head immediately jerked to her, not attempting to hide the slight shock I got from it.

The woman emphasized, now trailing her words softly.

"I want to..." Everything about her suddenly became more enticing for something that can be so reasonably small and feeble.

Blue pupils dilating. Red lips curling. Long eyelashes fluttering.

"I have to."

The sight made me instinctively turn away to the table. Cheeks inevitably turning red, forcing its way through the weak defence of my composure.

"I-I see..." A stutter was my answer. Then, with the desire to end this matter in the quickest way possible, I politely adhered.

"Then, if it doesn't bother you. Guess I'll take you up on that offer."

I finally relented with an audible sigh, thinking that I might just enjoy the virtue offered to me in this silver platter.

The chocolate fondue does look pleasing to the eye. Might as well indulge myself in the benevolence of this woman beside me.

I wonder what it'd taste like.

The instant when that mindless question came to mind, my head was felt being grabbed by both sides. Forcefully, my eyes were turned to my side, shockingly seeing the briefest of glimpses showing the face of a dazzling woman nearing in with closed eyes and reddened cheeks.

It was like she's trying to answer that question.

I wonder what it'd taste like.

Soft and supple. Red lips gently colliding with my own. Moving lightly upon the collision to calm herself down.

Moist and wet. Her tongue was felt trying to open my lips. Exuberant in it's movement, the thing danced around the crooks of my mouth immediately after it granted her access in.

Upon fully realizing the gravity of my situation, I briskly pulled away from my premature first kiss and instantly asked.

"N-Nakano-san, what are you do-"

Those words didn't last long as I was immediately assaulted with lips in hunger again after she'd taken in enough breath.

Nakano-san pushed in briefly deeper before pulling away with a lick to my lips.

"Here's your dessert, Hachiman-kun."

The woman immediately clashed our lips with those words. With the closest distance the both of us could ever initiate, I distinctly hear the harsh voice caught in her throat, indicating the slow deterioration of her rational sense.

Her sudden and abrup action somehow generated a newfound energy to course through my body. And how much I was clueless with this situation, I couldn't express the desire to escape from it.

Instead, I was much more captivated with it.

I fervidly made my first attempts to fight against her passion, inciting a pleased moan to come from the woman.

The first ones were childishly sloppy. It took a minute for me to perfectly match her pace, greatly assisted with the delicate wrap of her arms around my neck. Not to mention the changes that came with that short span of time.

Without my conscious knowledge, the blazer have already left my being to be sprawled on the mat. Body inadvertently positioned to now directly facing her.

Nakano-san indulged in the situation, closing herself in between my spreading legs without giving chance to disconnect our desirous lips.

It didn't take long for our lustful desires to take in the form of loud growls and sighs. After the series of endless and vigorous kisses, the inevitable finally decided to let itself known.

I strived to hide it the best that I could. Silently moving the bottom section of my body without the knowledge of this person relishing the taste of my tongue. But in the long end, every attempts made were completely in vain.

The obvious bulge on my trousers wasn't anymore something I could hold.

And unfortunately, Nakano-san isn't one to let that be unnoticed.

I instantly squirmed under the collision of our lips when my raging erection was in contact with slender fingers not of my own.

The woman began grabbing as much as she could from the expanding bulge under my pants. Now to the point of physical pain as the piece of cloth has been strongly restricting its freedom.

Nakano-san then decided to be righteous at the most unnecessary of times.

In the speed of light after breaking the next kiss, the woman slithered her way down my body, the lust driving hers now ultimately unstoppable.

My countless whispers of delivering some sense to the girl fell on deaf ears, forcefully spreading my legs to give her a better view of what's in between.

The black pants speedily unzipped and pulled from my groin, now revealing the raging meat for her eyes to see, announcing its arrival like a clown in a prank box.

"Oh my. Who would have thought it would be so erect?"

The woman phrased in amusement as she began to grasp on my boxers, which was obviously not doing a great job at hiding the length my shaft had gone through as a response to her seductive acts.

"I don't have to feel it for myself to know how painful this is for you."

After kissing the head through the fabric of my last line of defence, Nakano-san took it off with some difficulty and smiled adorably at the reward of her strenuous action.

My raw and erect penis apparently obvious for both pair of eyes to see.

I growled uncontrollably, unable to withstand the stimulation when the woman started to grab and stroke the pumping meat with her warm and slender fingers.

"Now, just relax, Hachiman-kun."

With her wet and supple lips hovering over my painful erection, I gulped under the seduction of her following words.

"Leave it to a pharmacist to provide you with the best medicine."

Memories now recalled and clear. All that's left now is my inexplicable situation here.

"Please, Hachiman-kun..," the red-haired woman I literally just met pleaded in certainty. There was no telling whether her eyes carried any common sense anymore. But was clear within the dilation of her pupils of what is driving this person wild in front of me right now.

It was filled with immense lust and desire.

"Let me have this moment."

Every part of my brain frantically wondered whether or not my permission would bear any significance.

As it didn't take a second for Nakano-san to swiftly wrap her moist lips around my head once again, carrying on her deed like there's no tomorrow. The foreign stimulation sent electric waves to jolt around my body.

Finally reaching the same base with this unbelievable situation in front of me, I anxiously realized that this woman will definitely go further than just getting my first kiss.

[SEX SLAVE]

"Wai- Hold on, Nakano-san... Time ou-!" With the weakest voice I could ever muster, I was once again interrupted by the overwhelming sensation enveloping my throbbing member. My two arms reflexively shot straight towards the mat behind me, supporting my weight as my back inadvertently arched.

The woman under me paid no heed to our surrounding whatsoever. Her adept mouth continuously jumping up and down against my groin, releasing moans of pleasure under her throat.

My head immediately jerked towards the entrance of the room.

Undoubtedly, if this is a normal area, people within the vicinity would clearly hear everything that is going on right now. However, Nakano-san really doesn't seem to care anymore, continuously filling the room with sounds of her fervid voice.

Though upon remembering one conversation I had with Hiratsuka-sensei, I was reminded that the private rooms here are actually constructed with sound-proof walls. Since many of the bookers consist of groups or colleagues hoping to gather in a hectic environment, the walls were made to absorb any boisterous sound that a cluster of people will most definitely make in here.

With that out of my mind, I turned back to Nakano-san, whose consideration didn't even come across hers.

Apart of me really wanted to admire this unforgettable sight. The possibility of this happening to me is in fact might just be zero to none. But the logical side of my surprisingly functioning brain was still barely holding on to the wheels of my mind.

"Ahh~!"

Finally having some mercy on me, Nakano-san loudly released my shaft with a satisfied sigh. An enticing smile donning her face, she gazed at the owner of the pole she just lovingly sucked.

As much as I had thought it can't be possible, her pupils were much more clouded than before. She locked on me with half-lidded eyes.

This time, Nakano-san decided to form a coherent sentence, unlike the gibberish moaning she before had voiced out.

"For someone with zero experience, you're holding up much longer than I expected," she sang, tongue hanging out of its cave and mere inches from the meat in front of her.

"Hachiman-kun, did you perhaps lie to me?"

I didn't. This is most definitely my first. But I might have just been lucky for conveniently relieving my stress in my bedroom yesterday night.

After temporarily having enough with the taste of my still erected member, she continued.

"To think this friend of yours is also quite astonishing for a boy your age. Now I know where you've been keeping all that courage when you're talking to girls."

Was that a compliment? After praising me for my personality, did this woman just deliberately jumped to praising my dick?

She went back in. "And you even kept it perfectly shaved too..." Only with a few seconds after did she went back out.

"You're really making me think you're expecting something, Hachiman-kun~" None of my intentions had anything related to activities of this nature. Bodily hygiene is just something I strongly attend to.

With that short sentence, her tongue once again goes wild.

All the questions and flattery teasingly imposed were pathetically responded with my unintelligible growls. I couldn't answer her question, just as how I couldn't ask her mine.

Help me out here, woman. How is it expected for me to form a coherent sentence when you're thoroughly licking every part possible of my hurting erection?

I helplessly watched as she expertly finishes it with her tongue traveling along the length below my penis, slowly from my scrotum to the head.

Briefly glancing at me while curling her dancing tongue after reaching the finish line, Nakano-san somehow still hasn't enough to fill her satisfaction and promptly stuffed her mouth once again. Her hand frantically stroking the length that it could.

Perhaps fully adapted with its environment, I could feel her tongue playing an active role inside her mouth. My body sensed it more than ever when she successfully reached my base after a series of head-banging, spinning her moist surface around the meat inside her mouth.

For an average virgin, a stimulation of this degree will most definitely suffice for him to bust a load. And going by that math, my body should already feel the same sentiment.

And sentiment came, it did.

The cum that was threatening to come out of my system was forcefully restrained, thinking that I should get a better insight of this whole situation before making that decision.

Looking exhaustedly at this woman below me, I could easily conclude she's currently doing her best to make me surrender. Challenging my senses in every way possible with her desperate sounds and intense sucking.

If I release it right here and now, will she eventually stop?

But then that problem immediately sprouted another question that came through my thought.

For all my bafflement of this whole mess, I had for some reason once again think in my mind and ask myself...

Do I want her to stop?

The question was somehow drowning me internally. Feeding me with confusion on which side of the coin to choose.

But again, my thoughts are often to be interrupted. And despite the anomaly, right now was not an exception.

I hadn't realize that during the internal debate that was going on inside my head, Nakano-san had lovingly smooched the head of my penis and swiftly crawled her way back to meet my face. Not to mention the many things she had done during that short span of time.

Her hands were busy. The now crumpled chiffon shirt was on its last button to cover her modesty after each one were unbuttoned in a speed of light by her fingers. Shirt immediately thrown to the side after. The other hand went the other way and reached to her waist, briskly unzipping the pencil skirt with ease.

"I missed your lips."

I had no time to react. Her lips affectionately touched mine once again, slender arms wrapping tightly around my neck. The flowery brassiere that was her breasts' last line of defence now bare to my eyes, along with her well-toned hips that peeked around the opening of the unzipped skirt.

With inner strength I never thought I had, the imminent release was able to be deferred.

The act was too sexy for me to not entertain. I intuitively respond her kiss by letting her enter my domain as I did before. Our tongues overjoyed in each other's company, hugging one another with its own smoothness and moisture.

Nakano-san seemed to be very impatient about something as she pushed her lips forward for a deep kiss, consequently forcing me to bend my arm and bring my body closer to the ground.

Before I knew it, I was lying on my back with our lips still vigorously connected. Nakano-san now towering over me.

During our passionate lock, the woman took the initiative to take off my own white uniform, starting from the button nearest to my neck. Her fingers, as they were before, worked amazingly fast. That was the conclusion I was able to come up with as I felt the warm air caressing my stomach. This red-haired briefly rewarding herself for taking it off by throwing my cloth away and stroking my frozen shaft.

Moments after, Nakano-san alluringly carried both her legs across both of mine while locking her gaze on me. If not for my eyes seeing it clearly right now, the sudden weight registered on my stomach made it obvious that this woman is now straddling over my body. Combined with the exposed brassiere accentuating her erotic cleavage on top of me, that simple act had made my penis squirmed.

Nakano-san took some of her time to stare at my naked body, rubbing intently at various areas and parts.

I was somewhat anxious that the state of my body would somehow betray her expectations. But seeing her overly pleased expression after completing the observation of my bare being, I wasn't sure to feel relieved or scared.

"I can't stop anymore."

"Nakano-san?" That was a first. One word that came out perfectly out of my mouth after the series of gibberish sentences. Maybe now would be the right time for me to ask her to calm herself down.

But to hope for something like that happening at this point was simply impossible.

I came to realize that fact when this woman on top of me hurriedly taking off the skirt through her fine legs.

My eyes growing wider at her every movement.

She's actually intending to go this far?

"Wait, Nakano-san. Let's think this throu-"

Following my final cries of rationality was her violent lips shutting mine from finishing those words, one of her hands holding my chest down.

"It's Nanako..."

Leaving the other to speedily pull down the last remaining cloth that covers another moist mouth of hers.

"Call me Nanako, Hachiman-kun."

Ending the kiss with a soft bite on my lip, the woman swiftly pulled her head and positioned herself back to the straddling manner.

My eyes immediately wandered to her hand that was raised to the side, only to feel even more bewildered at the piece of sensual fabric it was holding.

She teasingly dropped the panties to the floor. With my full attention, her thin fingers guided my eyes by traveling along the valley of her imprisoned breasts. Then alluringly towards the firm muscles of her midriff and stopping finally at the bare skin of her radiant and clear crotch.

"Would you look at this, Hachiman-kun?" Nanako seductively rubbed her groin against my stomach, hips slowly moving back and forth.

I was only able to weakly restrain the massive erection. This woman making it harder by teasingly shoving her naked and shaved pussy against the pulsing meat behind her.

"Looks like we share the same habit." I have not a single response. It was like staring at the eyes of Medusa, keeping me helplessly frozen for the short amount of time.

Save for the bra grasping her breasts, this woman has not a single fabric covering her body anymore.

It's as clear as day what she's intending to do now.

Protection. Pain. Responsibility. Does she not even consider about these things anymore?

Before I could even regret about postponing my release, this manifestation of lust placed herself in the right position, and mindlessly delivered a new sensation to hit my body.

"Ahhh~!"

The boisterous moan coming from the both of us was a given, though hers was undoubtedly more stimulating than mine.

I wouldn't believe this to be ever happening for the rest of my life.

My lonesome member, for the very first time, have now penetrated a person.

[COWGIRL]

Nanako wasted no time to get comfortable on her ride, slowly swallowing my shaft before carrying herself up to repeat the process. Her hands delicately resting on my chest, supporting herself as she continued the tiresome deed.

It was so much different from her mouth. While being enveloped, I could feel the walls clasped around my meat, as if it was goading for me to release at the most dangerous place. The overwhelming moisture bathing it was enough for me to know how wet Nanako had become.

It was loud and erotic. There'll be no saving face if someone comes in to see this occurring fiasco. Her cries of lust had also increased tenfold the moment the both of us connected.

She continued her heated thrusts against my groin, her back arched with hands now holding on to my legs that were raised at her back. Her head shakingly facing the ceiling above us, seeming to lose herself even more in pleasure.

All this while, I have only rested my arms on her soft thighs, not daring enough to venture any further. I stare at her achingly with the pain of holding in the cum that has been threatening to escape from the beginning.

The thought of releasing inside her made me feel wrong. The thought of doing this with her made me feel wrong. The thought of entering inside her made me feel wrong.

Was it always this easy? Did I only need to help a woman carry her stuff to her house for me to have her as a sex partner? Should this become a standard reward a woman needs to provide, then wearing attractive clothes in public should be the least of their worries.

Do I even deserve this?

"Hachiman-kun..."

Breaking me out of my endless stupor, Nanako muttered in between her songs of pleasure.

The woman whispered with her silky hair swaying at every exaggerated movement.

"Listen to me."

Her movement was fiercer. Forceful and energetic. There's no doubting that she is demanding for my full attention.

"The rightful moment when the two people agreed to lose themselves with each other, there is none but one responsibility that needs to be fulfilled..," she muttered, conveniently slowing down the pace of her vigorous lunges.

Her hand didn't stay put. My eyes mildly confused whether to give focus on her face or the arm making its way on her back.

"And that is to deliver their partner unbounded pleasure."

It was clear now what she was doing. The hand that was unlocking her bra had successfully accomplished its mission, teasingly holding on the piece of underwear away from her body.

I can only stare at the stimulating scenery of her taking the last piece of clothing off bewitchingly in front of me, narrowed eyes locking onto mine to gauge a reaction.

Perfect proportions. Buds perked in excitement. Her pair now free from the clutches of her bra to bounce firmly.

Despite the plenty of sexiness this woman had already thrown at me, my throbbing cock was still able to further erect itself. The woman moaned in pleasure, undoubtedly feeling the change, as well.

"So, please..."

Nanako-san delicately grabbed my motionless arm from her thigh to feel the softness of her exposed breasts.

For that short span of time, all my sensory devices simultaneously sent the overwhelming stimuli into my brain.

This is it.

Dilated pupils were visible in her passionate eyes as she pleasingly brought forth her request.

"Look at me."

My hand lightly squishing the tenderness of her boob. The other bouncing up and down at the inertia produced through her countless thrusts to the groin. My penis continuously appearing and vanishing from sight under her wet vagina. And the amorous expression on her face that tells me with clarity, her body was still wanting more.

Then to see the clear liquid slipping out from the gaps of her pussy, I can imagine the sanity that is slowly deteriorating inside my mind.

For all my weakness to form a sentence, I still have the strength to keep my semen inside. So the sight laid before me can only mean one thing.

Nakano Nanako had release her cum unannounced.

That was the last straw.

Fuck it.

Rationality have now been thrown off the ship.

Finally, after all her countless actions, lust was finally taking over me.

I took the golden chance at the short duration when she briefly raised herself from my penis.

In the speed of light, I got up from my back, elbow briefly supporting my ascend. My eyes are now shrouded as I saw myself fervidly hugging the back of my partner before she could fall on her back at my sudden advancement.

The aftermath was amazing. Erotic and enticing.

After briskly crossing my legs, I pulled the woman closer like never before, now bearing her whole weight on my legs. Both of our chests kissed, and the only thing preventing our lips from doing the same is our colliding noses.

Not intending to end this any earlier, I slowly slide the arms that were hugging her back down to the fattest parts of her voluptuous body.

Nanako squealed, sensing my lustful touch as I squeezed both parts of her thick bottom. Not long after, I promptly grabbed a handful of them and somehow easily carried her body, positioning her groin to allow myself the pleasure of connecting with her once again.

"Ahhh~! Hachiman-kun?!"

Upon my entry, I relished in the fact that this woman had at last faced something so unexpected for her and that I've finally gotten the upper hand.

[WRAPPED LOTUS]

I vigorously began to lead. Hands that are cradling on to her ass were used to push her waist forward and back, penetrating her moist hole once again repeatedly.

As to suppress the overwhelming excitement that exudes her body, Nanako immediately dug her nails on my back. Her lithe and slender legs wrapped around my waist, using it as luxury to move her groin, as well.

It didn't take long for us to match each other's pace.

The alluring distance between our lips became unbearable. Another lip-locking session then commenced after a moment of staring into each other with extreme intensity.

Consequently, both above and below are now zealously connecting with their seductive other.

Providing their partner with unbounded pleasure.

I can't confidently say that an event like this would come again for me. But if the partner of my first had passed on to me this newfound wisdom, it's only right of me to keep it to the heart.

It seems the short time I'd been taking over was very pleasing for the red-haired.

Though I say that. But with her voice now taking on another pitch, the rigurous movement of her legs and the overwhelming satisfaction portrayed on her face, it seems that word might be an understatement.

Her mouth now voicing countless moans of pleasure and praise, once again filling the spaces of the room. I continued to move with unbounded energy, emphasising more on the movements that incite an amazing reaction from her.

Though under my abruptly confident bravado, the fact that I was a virgin still stands and the cum filling inside my penis is something I can only chain for so long.

"That's perfect! Oh, that's just right, Hachiman-kun!" It's coming.

"Deeper... Carry me in deeper!" I can't hold it in.

"Yeah, this is perfect... We're a perfect fit, Hachi-"

"N-Nanako, listen to me."

In her drunken-like behaviour, the woman sloppily focused on my eyes, fortunately attentive to what I suddenly have to say.

Feeling the imminent release attempting to force its way out unwillingly, I hurriedly notified her.

"I can't hold it in anymore."

I immediately and reluctantly pulled my hands away from the ass it just endlessly squeezed. My whole body now impulsively moving away to give Nanako an easy way out.

But as fast as I had changed my pace after the announcement, Nanako was also fast in her response.

And right now, it seems this woman have other ideas. Other worrying ideas.

Upon feeling the lack of support on her posterior as I promptly removed my hands, her legs immediately tightened its hug on my waist, not wanting to let go.

Not only the fact that she didn't want to let go.

She wanted to continue.

"W-Wait, Nanako? What are yo-"

"I don't want you to leave," the woman interrupted, now yelling to her heart's content.

"I can't, Hachiman-kun... Please, give me all of it!" I left my ears to attend to her voice. Eyes now completely shut, still fighting in the impending eruption.

Is this woman serious?

"I don't want to be the only one. Release yours in me too, Hachiman-kun. Please..."

Accompanying her irrational pleads were her enthusiastic slams towards my body. Her pace drastically increasing in seconds, bluntly testing the patience of my now semen-filled cock.

There's no questioning it anymore.

Before making the most rational decision of this inevitable outcome, I tried to identify the facts of this dangerous case.

Nanako was not intoxicated. Drunken by me or not, technically this choice is made by her own free will.

To get off her forceful grasp right now is by aggressively pushing her away with my arms. With the time we've shared together, I simply couldn't entertain the thought.

With the surrounding information considered, one last question finally remains unanswered in my mind.

...

Do I not want to shoot inside her?

After seconds of critical thinking, I swiftly hugged her slender body to come closer to mine as the last bastion of rational thought was thrown out my window. Nanako was visibly elated with my reaction, now burying her face into my neck as appreciation for fulfilling her wish.

There's no backing away from this.

After the next few passionate thrusts, the white liquid that I tried hard keeping inside the factory have now been given to the overly-delighted buyer.

In the simplest sense of the situation, I just came inside her.

Not anymore were vigorous and active movements playing around the room. Just two tired partners lovingly hugging their valuable other.

We stayed in that position, letting the last remaining cum to flow inside. Some I could actually feel slipping out due to the excess liquid now undoubtedly filling her pussy.

I know it so well. Nothing good may come out of this. Most probably something worse is yet to come for me.

But as of this moment, there's just no holding back the inexplicable pleasure that is currently coursing through my inexcusable being.

Nanako had been continuously muttering words of gibberish gratitude beside my ear, still burying herself in my neck. Our chests erratic in movement, panting in such an extreme degree that our voices are now driven by exhaustion.

During the process of gathering our much needed breath back, I carefully and hesitantly pulled my penis out from her cave by gently carrying her soft bottom once again. The act spilling much more mixture of liquid to sprawl over my body.

After the gruelling minutes of restraining my release, this martyr of a dick now ended in its limp state, currently resting against the warm skin of the woman's stomach. Nanako didn't seem to mind.

"As unexpected as our night had been, that was amazing, Hachiman-kun," the woman lovingly said, colliding her gaze to mine.

"Too amazing..," she trailed while snuggling further into my neck, somewhat embarrassed with the compliment she just delivered to me.

But for some foreign reason, I can't find it in me to entertain her praise. Not until this question have been rightfully answered.

"How long would it usually take for you to tell?"

Nanako looked at me in mild confusion after pulling away from my neck, clearly not understanding the implication of my words.

"What do you mean, Hachiman-kun?"

I immediately followed, "I usually see it in shows and movies most of the time, when the female cast would check on the urine indicator about their coming pregnancy?" Eyes sharpened, and my tone somehow stable.

"I want to know the exact period."

Nanako tilts her head with a small smile before responding.

"And why is that?"

My answer was instantaneous.

"As much as I didn't want to leave our situation before, I don't have the audacity in me to run away from the outcome of this after. Should you be the receiving end of something you wouldn't want after this, I'll bear half of that responsibility. I honestly don't know how to go from here yet, but please don-"

Interrupting my elaborate explanation was her delicate lips once again as we passionately clashed. I stayed motionless, watching her began to run her mouth energetically to smooch every possible part of mine.

"Jeez, Hachiman-kun..," Nanako began after breaking the kiss. A trail of saliva stretched as a memoir of another one of our sensual moments.

"Are you trying to make me fall for you?"

The woman started to caress the messes of my hair, staring into me with such affection I don't think I deserve.

"You don't have to worry about it. Today is safe for me." An air of amusement came after her in the manner of a smooth chuckle.

"Guess I didn't say that out loud, did I?"

"You didn't, woman..." I lowered my head with an audible sigh, not even attempting to hide the reaction I get from her surprising statement.

Taking advantage of my closed eyes, Nanako pulled my head to now rest on her welcoming neck.

"I'm sorry~"

The wistful breath now much clearer for me to hear, and the hand playing with the back of my head softly was something I'd come to relish.

We enjoyed a minute or so, staying motionless in that position. Until Nanako began to fill the air that had been governed with silence.

"Ne, Hachiman-kun?"

"Yeah?" I responded, giving my attention to what the lips gently in contact with my ear has to say.

"Believe me when I say this..." The woman indulged in the comfortable sensation, now literally touching it in every movement of her lips.

"You'll be doing these little endeavours a lot more from now on, Hachiman-kun." With those concise words, my cheeks instantly blushed without my knowing.

But before I could construct a response, Nanako abruptly continued.

"And what's more..."

Her tone was strict. The hands traveling on the back of my head now stopped in motion. That much was already surprising for me.

But none could even compare with the surprise she uttered as the continuation of her words.

"You'll also be doing it with a lot more people."

"Huh?"

I began with a baffled reaction. Stoic eyes now glued onto hers. My breath stuck for a short moment.

There were so many things that I can easily disagree with her words that I don't even know where to start. Everything happening to me right now were aready out of the bounds of imagination and now she suddenly says something that is way beyond?

When I was about to retort and ask the implication of her statement, Nanako closes her distance and was apparently faster in voicing out what she has to say.

"What I'm about to tell you can be considered outrageous right now, but I want you to listen thoughtfully for what I'm about to explain," the woman swiftly cups my cheek for much needed emphasis.

I gulped hard. Moments after gaining my attention, Nanako finally continued.

She talked, elaborated and explained. Making sure I was attentively hearing every one of her word.

Everything about her intricate story was too much for me to comprehend. Leaving me staring blankly at the beautiful face mere inches from mine without much of a normal response.

I think I asked some questions. But with the state that I am right now, it's almost impossible for me to remember what it was. I'm already having a difficult time hearing the woman's consequent answers.

For all our intense focus, the both of us were still in that position which we had passionately connected just before. Her long, warm legs still clinging to my back with her ample breasts attached to my chest.

None of us paying too much heed with the sensual body contact. And Nanako surely hadn't mind having her bare ass still cushioned by my hands instead of the tatami mat.

Honestly put, due to the sheer absurdity that was being revealed to me, I haven't realized those perverted body parts were still there.

I had thought everything happening today was already outrageous. But never had I imagined the things Nanako shared to me after that was much more insanely absurd.

It was at that moment, I truly realized the overwhelming change that will once again be going through my stagnant teenage life.

"That felt better..."

Promptly after reaching the house, I immediately hurried for the bathroom to take a much needed shower. After all that happened, a fresh and energetic body was just what I needed to get these gears back to functioning.

Given how tired I was, I couldn't find the strength to greet the people in the house tonight. So I simply announced my arrival loudly enough for the place to hear, with hope that would suffice for them to notice my presence.

Strangely enough, no one decided to knock on my door. I was expecting a short interrogation by anyone regarding the reason I came home late, but no one was coming into my room. Maybe all of them were already fatigued enough with their own significant things to worry about.

I didn't particularly care. In fact, I shouldn't even complain.

These people are my top priority when it comes to sharing secrets, but I honestly can't see how things could go smoothly when this particular matter is being revealed. Should be better for me to keep this to myself for now.

After idly donning my sleepwear, I swiftly made my way to the comforts of the bed. The rack of countless light novels just had to be ignored for tonight.

Sprawling my body on the bed, I softly growled at the warmth it incites. I stopped to stare at the ceiling above after rolling myself uncharacteristically.

I wordlessly pondered.

As much as she had advised me to leave all the thinking for tomorrow, that's just simply easier said than done, right?

Honestly, I was just getting myself carried away playing at the arcade with Kaori. How in the world did it come to this?

Putting our sensuous affair aside, there was also that inexplicable revelation she suddenly shared to me.

It was complicated. Intricate. Downright ridiculous.

Was Nanako just trying to find a roundabout way of telling me that the sex would be a one-time thing? That it'd be best if we wouldn't see each other anymore with the unbelievable things she revealed to me?

As pessimistic as I am, I really couldn't justify nor find the truth in that possibility.

"I mean, she even said that before we parted ways..," I absently muttered, trying my best to recall the key points of her explanation that I could remember.

"...not an ordinary eye drop..."

"...supplement that induces overwhelming dopamine increment..."

"...feelings of love converted to extreme surge of lust..."

"...comes into effect to those just simply looking at you..."

My head twitched at the cluster of thoughts hitting my brain. Feeling a headache coming in, I concluded that that much analysis was enough for today, and truly take on her advice this time.

It was too much input, and taking on all of them tonight will just end up being stressful for me. Might as well muse on it on my way to school tomorrow.

Before slowly closing my eyes, I was reminded of Nanako's last parting words when I began the journey back after accompanying her home.

"Everything must've been very confusing for you tonight. And I'm very sorry for being the person to do that... But for now, get yourself some sleep."

With her soft and gentle words in mind, I slowly drifted off.

...

"...I hope to see you again, Hachiman-kun."

...

"Feeling's mutual..."

I woke up early, as unexpected as that would be. Despite the arduous activity I gone through that night, I was somehow able to still entertain the incessant calling of my alarm.

Waking up with my back lying on the bed, I slowly opened my eyes, silently swallowing the morning atmosphere while staring at the ceiling. After a solid minute of taking a breather, I sat upright on the bed, with now only my waist covered by the husky blanket.

My mind was brought back to yesterday's happenings.

"Would you like to have dessert, Hikigaya-kun?"

"Yes! That's the spot... Ahhh, that's it... My goodness, how are you able to hit the right buttons, Hach- Ah~!"

"I can't let go, Hachiman-kun! I don't want to. Release it all inside me!"

The nagging feeling that everything that occurred yesterday was just a play of the dream still lingers inside me. The thought of losing my virginity at this age, not to mention with an undoubtedly top-tier woman was something I couldn't simply swallow.

But even I'm not that stupid. Everything felt too real for me to be a dream.

I grumbled long, feeling slight discomfort on my groin. The minor sensation I feel coming from there was heedlessly ignored.

Maybe it's a common aftermath for virgins after they had their first time? Whatever, too tired to care.

I just woke up. My vision was still blurry. I brought a hand to my face to shake of the dizziness.

Now that I think about it, I didn't even get Nanako's contact number. Everything she explained in legth after our deed yesterday was still too complicated for me to understand, and honestly put, still unbelievable as well.

It was bizarre, really.

How could a simple eye drop make people completely lose themselves over you in lust, ri-

...

...Wait.

My eyes gradually became wider, staring at the study desk placed beside the bed. More specifically, at the study chair I used to sit on.

My brows furrowed. Memory going back to the things I did in my room last night before briskly treating myself to sleep.

I took a shower. I brushed and flossed my teeth. I donned my shirt and shorts.

But I didn't remember placing my school uniform on that chair.

Was my school blazer always there? If I recall correctly, I had it hung on the hanger behind my door. Not to mention, this one looked smaller in size as well.

I anxiously glanced at my door, affirming my initial thoughts.

As I expected, both my blazer and white uniform is right there, neatly hung on the wall.

Then whose Soubu High School blazer is this supposed to be?

As if trying to steal my attention, a foreign sound made itself audible to my ear. I immediately jerked my head to the front, only to slowly glance lower on this blanket covering half of my body.

It was unclear, but a prolong stare was enough for me to discreetly see the movement.

Vague and quiet motion. The blanket, for all its inanimate characteristics, was actually moving without my doing.

The whole blanket would sometimes slowly move, making me briefly curse myself for noticing something so obvious this late. Though the part that makes more of a scene is the area nearest to my waist, vaguely moving up and down like a heart pumping endlessly.

What was more intriguing, is the recurring sound that my ears are sensing.

The fact not anymore undoubtable. It was coming from this manifestation of warmth wrapping me.

The sound lightly emitted what I felt as a sense of longing. Desperation. As if it was a voice that was forcefully caught in the throat. Changing radically from loud to silent in every second. In this span of time, I felt strangely immovable.

After moments of thought, I could only come with one conclusion.

Someone is moaning.

What the... It can't be...

It was right at this moment, the intense feeling on my groin came blasting my senses once again. Except this time, it was much more stimulating and enticing.

I instantly squirmed, hand now grabbing the blanket immediately.

Oh my goodness. What is happening?

With the overwhelming stimulus suddenly surging through my body, I pulled away the blanket covering my being in the speed of light.

I blankly stared at the sight unravelled beneath the blanket. Words clumped in my throat. My breath hung.

...

Am I still dreaming about the thing that happened yesterday? Despite how sceptical I was, did I seriously think back on the pleasure of it? Was I always this horny?

This is a dream.

But things are not often in the boundaries of my expectations. Especially when it involves a certain person such as this one currently in front of me.

I can't believe my eyes.

The scenario I am currently witnessing right now, was not the same dimly lighted private room from before. This is my own private sanctuary.

I'm not laying on the same tatami mat from before. This is my own comfortable bed.

I'm not wearing the same ragged high school uniform from before. This is my own rugged T-shirt.

And above all...

I'm not being sucked intensely by the same woman from before.

This is a completely different person.

This girl bobbing passionately up and down on my already hardening cock, moaning lustfully in immense pleasure...

"Mmmhh... Hacchi..."

Is someone I have long come to know.

"What the fu-! Yui?!"

MY TEEN ROMANTIC COMEDY IS AS EROTIC AS I HAD NEVER EXPECTED

1. Partner's Name: Nakano Nanako

Relations: Acquaintance

Initiator: Nakano Nanako

Date: 7th February 2017

Time: 9:30 PM

Location: Sushi Delight's private booth

Initiated Positions: Sex Slave, Cowgirl, Wrapped Lotus

Author's Notes: First, I highly applaud you guys who were able to read this to the end. I can understand how pathetically wish-fulfilment this story is, and I can't be mad to those who skimmed through some cringe-worthy parts here and there.

To those who want to criticize me for bringing in such low-quality story with such ungodly plot to this beautiful fandom, please let me justify myself, okay?

As there are people out there who thinks Emilia is a better girl than Rem, I believe there are people with shit tastes. So, if this story was able to make me smile and laugh throughout the process of writing it, there's probably a high chance that there're others feeling the same way when reading it, albeit small in numbers.

I said it before and I'll say it again: This fic is essentially made to feed the testosterone hormones in my body. And just like any other hentai or harem manga, many of the situations wouldn't be close to logical or even downright ridiculous. So the things like Hachiman being able to last so long, or strong enough to carry the OC in his arms but not two boxes, please don't mind those parts too much.

What you can be pissed off at me for (and I really hope you make me know) is the characterization and personality of these characters. Like, it wouldn't be Oregairu without 8man being 8man. So, any parts that have Hachiman, or any character after this for that matter, being glaringly too OOC, please let me know.

What was that? Every part? Y-Yeah, shut up, man.

jk, plx coment n subscrieb

As per what was planned, this story is going to continue, but I can't really promise frequent updates. You know how hard it is to find the aura to continue writing while simultaneously hiding in a safe place to do it? Difficult, man! There's another ongoing story I want to work on, too.

One thing I wanted to highlight for this chapter was the big reference I made when our MC was listing all the girls he often interacts with. Some of you might already realize it, but that was a completely shameless copy of a dialogue pattern I took from a beautiful harem manga called Go-Toubun no Hanayome. Please give it a read, the MC is honestly the best. #MikuBestGirl

The next chapter is going to be an important one, so stay tuned for that, I guess.

And that's a wrap!

Finally, as always, good and bad, I will embrace every comment that comes my way with this. So please do review, I don't care how short it may be.

Big breasts fill a man's hand. Small breasts fill a man's heart.

See ya in the next one!

P.S This is a just a tiny bit of information. Insignificant at all, really.

This is an alternate account. My main being the one with the alias TheFlyingHachiman. I didn't want to taint it with my perverted thoughts.

Written two wish-fulfilling stories there, as well. So please check it out if you have the time.

I'm very sorry for those eagerly waiting for more Meguri beams, only to find this dumbass of a guy to have himself too worked up on another story. Honestly guys, I tried! But this PLOT's just not going to leave my brain until most possibly when others tell me to do so.

So, if you hate this, do your best and make me feel the same sentiment!

That's all. With much love, this guy.