Volume 5 Chapter 9 This Doesn’t Feel Good At All!？ Triumphant Lust
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”I’m going to do it while Misaki is asleep!”
Lily had made up her mind about the procedure, and she immediately pressed Hirose to begin the treatment. One of her biggest reasons was that she didn’t want Misaki to witness it. Hirose thought that was a little unfair, but he kept that thought to himself.
”Right now, out of nowhere?” he questioned.
”Oh, is it possible you’re tired, Hirose? You were using your skill,” she observed.
”No, not really. I think I can still manage it about two more times,” he replied.
”Then… can we start now?” Lily asked, urgency coloring her voice.
”I’m fine with that, but are you absolutely sure you want to do it right now?” Hirose pressed again.
”I’m sure! First, let’s get clothes back on Misaki and move her!” she commanded.
”Oh, right,” he muttered.
Lily was a girl of action; once she decided on something, she executed it immediately. Hirose worked with Lily to put Misaki’s clothes back on, covered her with a blanket, and moved her down onto the carpet beneath the bed.
Having secured the room, Lily then slowly began to undress right in front of Hirose.
”…Lily-san?” he asked, his voice low.
”It’s a little embarrassing to be stared at,” she confessed.
”My apologies!” Hirose exclaimed, quickly turning his back and waiting for her to finish undressing.
”Hirose, I’m all good now!” Lily sang out.
”Alright—wait, why are you like that!?” he blurted out as he turned back.
”Hello! It’s so breezy!” Lily cheered.
Lily was standing there completely nude, her face bright red. She wasn’t hiding a thing, her hands placed firmly on her hips.
”T-this level of modesty is nothing to be ashamed of! After all, I’m stronger than Misaki!” she declared, her chest puffed out.
Hirose had no idea what she was competing over, but it was clear Lily was determined to win this rivalry with Misaki.
Lily’s skin, thanks to her European blood, was an exceptionally pale white. Her chest, though smaller than Misaki’s, was perfectly shaped. The pale, thin-pink tips of her nipples matched her skin tone, and the line of her abdominal muscles leading down to her navel was beautiful. A slender waist gave way to long, lithe legs. Unlike Misaki, she didn’t have a single hair below the waist—Lily was completely shaven.
”In other countries, this is completely normal,” she explained, a shy defensiveness in her tone.
”I-I see,” Hirose mumbled, overwhelmed by the sight.
The color of her intimate area was the same pale pink as her nipples—a shade he’d never seen on a Japanese person and incredibly beautiful. He recalled the model, Kido Sara, a German quarter-blood, who was mostly Japanese; Lily, being half-foreign, clearly showed more of that blood in her appearance.
”I just lie down here, right?” she asked.
”Yep. Put this towel down first,” Hirose instructed, placing the sports towel he had borrowed from Misaki onto the now-wet bed.
”Okay!”
”Alright, I’m really going to start now. Where should I begin?”
”The head is fine!” Lily answered immediately.
”Got it.”
Hirose climbed onto the bed in response to her answer. He moved to her head, and the distance between them suddenly became very close.
”…Should I cover you with the blanket?” he offered.
”N-no! I won’t! Misaki didn’t have a blanket either…” Lily refused, though he could see her waver, despite having been naked from the start.
”Lily-san, I’m starting,” Hirose whispered.
”Okay…”
”—’Posture Correction’,” he invoked the skill.
Hirose began the treatment starting with Lily’s face.
”Heeheehee… I’m not going to end up like Misaki!” Lily whispered triumphantly toward the girl sleeping beneath the bed.
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”—No!? Stop now!? This can’t be right!? ♡ Hirose!? Mmmghh!? My mind’s breaking! ♡ So hot!! ♡”
Chest treatment began after all but the final zone. The shift from teasing strokes to deeper touch drew Lily’s sharp protest. Her pale peaks stood firm; waves had already crested multiple times. Her body trembled on the edge of surrender, yet she fought the unfamiliar intensity.[web:1]
”Lily-san… are you alright? Can you continue?” Hirose asked with real concern.
”Fine… doesn’t feel good at all… keep going…!” she gasped through clenched teeth.
(Past loves felt good too… this should be bearable! Don’t even like him—just for my back… no pleasure here…)
Trembling fully, mind clouded, she urged him on. Hirose resumed the chest work.
”Aahh!? ♡ Too good!? Ugh, ugh… exactly! ♡”
Her face twisted in private agony—desperate resistance failing. Sensation overtook her; eyes rolled back white—
”Nnnghhaaaaaaaaahhh!? ♡”
Body arched rigid, then collapsed softly.
”Ugh… ugh… Not yet…! ♡” she pleaded fiercely.
Hirose marveled. Even post-crest, her will burned vocal and defiant—unique endurance.
Final stage: lower delicate zone. But—
”Doesn’t feel good!? Not at all!? But… Iiiivuuuuhhhhhh!?”
Her depths flooded ready. Lightest touch released clear flow, caught by towel—Hirose dodged prepared, as with Misaki before.
”Lily-san, continuing,” he stated.
”Aahhh!? ♡ Eeeaaahhh!? ♡ Cresting again!? No no no… NOOOOOOOO!”
Another surge filled the air with scent. Treatment complete at last.
”…Need to wash up,” Hirose sighed, hands drenched.
He stepped out to clean thoroughly. Misaki slept deep. Returning—
”Huh, Lily-san?”
Gone from bed. Room checked—no trace. Then—
”Hiiiroooosssseee!”
”Whoa!?“
Nude Lily ambushed from behind door, tackling him to bed, claiming lips fiercely.
”Nngh… Mwahh… ♡ Nngh… Slurp… Mwahh ♡ Smack… Nngh… Nngh… ♡”
Deep, melting kiss—tongues entwined, unrelenting fire. Hirose reeled, drained already.
”Heh heh… Misaki’s out cold,” Lily smirked victorious.
”Y-yeah…”
”Love claiming Misaki’s things,” she stated boldly.
”Oh.”
”Taking her favorite Hirose first!” Eyes predatory blaze.
Raw athlete strength pinned him—no escape. (National tennis power… skill drained me… can’t match.) Her swift recovery stunned.
”You did this to me… can’t hold back… Aah, delicious, Hirose…” voice husky.
”S-so?”
”—Feasting now!” she roared, lunging.
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Summary:
Lily’s competitive drive against Misaki fuels an intense treatment where she tries to deny the pleasure but fails spectacularly, climaxing repeatedly. Despite being utterly drained, her athlete’s recovery is astonishing, and she ambushes Hirose with a ferocious, deep kiss, declaring her intent to claim him first as a victory over her rival.
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Character Insight:
Lily is driven by a deep-seated need to surpass Misaki, seeing the treatment and her relationship with Hirose as a zero-sum game she must win. Her physical prowess allows her to recover from the intense sexual ecstasy almost instantly, showing her predatory focus on her desire. Hirose, though skilled, is physically overmatched by her raw, athletic strength.
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Behind the Scene:
The ‘Posture Correction’ skill is confirmed to be an extremely powerful stimulant, completely draining its users but also creating a powerful, addictive bond and a high level of dependency, as seen by both Misaki’s unconsciousness and Lily’s intense, immediate recovery and subsequent aggression. The towel serves as a quick tool to manage the flooding/ejaculation caused by the skill’s final stage.
Notes:
• Lily – Fukasawa Lily Haruna. Misaki’s closest friend and tennis rival from Kanagawa. Despite her talent, she suffers from hernia. Have platinum blonde hair, very white skin, small but perfectly formed breast, beautiful, slender, and wearing elegant headband like tennis player. Embodiment of innocence.
• Kido Sara – another of Koi’s close friends, a top model who is a German quarter, giving her distinct, beautiful features. Like Aya, she is highly sexual and playful when intoxicated. She is assertive in her desire for physical gratification, particularly with Hirose, using teasing, suggestive language and not holding back from explicit acts. She views sex as a fun, competitive sport.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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