Volume 13 Chapter 271 Shirogane Aqua, There Was An Unbelievable Person…
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Alright then, since everything’s ready,” the MC said brightly, “let’s welcome the next team of contestants to the stage. Everyone, give them a big round of applause!”
I stood up from the sofa and clapped harder than anyone else, keeping my face straight like a serious judge on a cooking show.
They didn’t tell me what kind of audition this round is, but judging by how the last one turned out, I can already guess—this one’s about to get spicy.
”Now, representing the first-years, please welcome: Inori Hisui-san and Oto Rurika-san.”
At the MC’s signal, Hisui-chan and Oto-san stepped out from behind the curtain and onto the stage.
And… huh? They’re not in underwear this time?
Hold up. Those costumes—no way. I know those anywhere. That’s cosplay of <strong>Kanade Aroma (奏あろま)</strong> and <strong>Shiofuku On (汐吹くおん)</strong>, the ultra-popular Vtubers who just retired! They’ve been breaking the internet lately!
Oto-san wore a witchy-looking outfit and shyly clung to Hisui-chan, who had on a classic maid uniform with a sailor twist. The witch costume showed a peek of belly—was she nervous, or just being dangerously cute?
Both of them had pretty similar chest sizes. Oto-san had a bit more curve, but it was close. Either way, these cosplays? Top tier.
”Next, from the second-year representative team: Kurogami Uruha-san and Chihiro Claire-san!”
I nearly jumped out of my seat.
They came out… and yup, they’re in <strong>those</strong> outfits. You know the ones.
Straight from that infamous time-stop adult manga—the knight princess and the noble nun from the original work that sparked a thousand “how did this get past censors?” debates.
A while back, I helped Seijo Publishing with a sex-ed textbook, and somehow that snowballed into a whole genre renaissance. All the old “domineering guy does questionable things” plots got shoved aside for hypnosis, sleep-play, time-stop… basically, weird stuff for girls who think love equals emotional damage.
Now, even high school girls are getting bold with cosplay from that world.
Claire-san, wearing the nun outfit, smiled at me sweetly. Way too sweet. Dangerously sweet.
”And now, representing the all-star team, we have: Natalia-san Rosenesta-san and Sumeragi Kukuri-san!”
No. Freaking. Way.
They’re doing a cross-company cosplay?
Natalia-san was dressed as <strong>Saber</strong> from FADE, and Kukuri-chan as <strong>Hikari</strong> from Crumbling Star Gazer. The mix is illegal. Like, genuinely unfair.
Natalia-san looked like she was born to wear armor—commanding and fierce. Kukuri-chan’s fairy-like skirt fluttered around her waist, and her sheer tights left little to the imagination.
Kanon had once cosplayed as Saber too, all noble and graceful. But Natalia-san’s version? A knight with sharp energy. Also excellent.
Some might say taste is personal. I say, “Why not both?”
> “You’ve got a big heart, but the bottom’s wide open—like a bucket full of holes!”
> —Thanks, imaginary Kohina-paisen. Great timing.
Also, random thought, but how does this cross-series cosplay even work legally?
”And lastly, from the teacher team: Nanahoshi Elena-sensei and Nemoto Neneka-sensei!”
There was a pause. No one came out.
”W-Wait, I’m not ready! This is too embarrassing!”
Nanahoshi-sensei’s voice squeaked from backstage.
”Come on, sensei! We’re going in together!” Neneka-sensei replied, determined. “Women need courage!”
And then… boom.
From the old-school gentlemen’s anime PrittyQuuuuIDOL, we got <strong>Kyoodkyuun-chan</strong> and <strong>KyuuKissMe-chan</strong>.
I nearly wept.
Neenee-sensei’s Kyoodkyuun cosplay was elegance in motion, with a hint of playful danger. Nanahoshi-sensei’s KissMe-chan was… uh… dangerously mature.
Let’s be honest: they probably padded their chests a bit. But whatever. It worked.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again—I’m the kind of guy who accepts everything.
> “No, you’re just a perv, that’s why!!”
> —Kohina-paisen, please shut up.
By the way, you once wore a goat outfit from an off-brand Precure. You can sit down now.
The MC leaned toward me. “What do you think, Chief Judge?”
”I’m overwhelmed with feelings!” I shouted back, face flushed.
I pressed the “LIKE” button on my judge console. It was my second one. The first one broke.
”Now then,” the MC continued, “let’s go over the rules for the next round!”
Yes!! I stood up and did an almost-fist-pump.
”This game tests your luck! Rock-paper-scissors with the judge! Lose? Remove a piece of clothing. You each start with four items. Lose four times and you’re out!”
Rules popped up on the screen:
* Win = skip next round
* Draw = go again
* Lose = take something off
Genius. The slow-burn, layer-by-layer kind of genius.
Sure, I like when cosplay stays on. But when the layers come off in suspenseful stages… that’s art.
I ran my hand through my bangs dramatically.
Instantly, a high-pitched squeal came from the girls in the crowd. I ignored it. Focus.
”Rock, paper, scissors… shoot!”
I tossed out “paper.” Nice and flat, like cupping something soft.
Hisui-chan, Uruha, and Nanahoshi-sensei all threw scissors.
Oto-san, Kukuri-chan, Natalia-san, and Neenee-sensei threw paper. They were safe.
Meaning…
”Eh? I-It’s just me?” Claire-san looked around, eyes wide. Her scissors had lost.
The MC and I nodded. No mercy.
”Ugh… this is so embarrassing…” Claire-san muttered, slowly lifting the hem of her nun outfit.
Then—without hesitation—she slipped off her <strong>panties</strong>.
Wait—WHAT!?
Didn’t she just say she was embarrassed!?
Isn’t the veil the usual first pick?
Did… did I just see a shimmer? Some sort of suspicious glint from the crotch area?
Claire-san was trembling. Whether from shame or something else, I wasn’t sure. But one thing was clear—she was fully committing.
Without a word, she walked over and placed the panties in my open palm.
”Eh?” I blinked.
”W-Wait! This isn’t like… some ceremonial handover, right!? G-Give them back!!”
She lunged forward to grab them, but I calmly lifted them above my head.
Sorry, Claire-san. New rule: I hold all the forfeited items.
”Ugh… why is it always me…”
Her mutter barely covered the slick little plip sounds from the floor where she’d stood.
…Claire-san, you’re way more into this than you let on.
I’ve seen enough to know: Girls who cosplay erotic manga heroines? Not innocent.
”Did you see that?” someone whispered in the audience. “She was wearing black lace panties!”
”She’s amazing. Starting with underwear? Total power move.”
”I think she’s a shoo-in for student council president.”
”The only one who could rival her now is Aqua-kun…”
See, Claire-san? You’re a legend now.
I was feeling great as we rolled into round two.
”Ah…”
”Again!?”
This time, both Claire-san and Natalia-san lost. Kukuri-chan and Neenee-sensei were still safe.
Natalia-san sighed. “Guess I’ve got no choice.”
She let her long skirt drop. Underneath, soft blue underwear glowed like treasure.
Claire-san’s turn. “Ugh… again?”
She reached inside her outfit and, with one tug, removed her bra.
…Wait. Was that steam? Did that bra just hiss?
She handed it to me, blushing. I accepted it solemnly.
”The veil’s basically a fashion accessory,” she muttered. “Maybe this is better…”
”She skipped the veil again?”
”Claire-san’s always in her own world…”
”Wait… if you save veil and socks for last, then technically you never go fully nude, right?”
”OHHH! Genius!!”
Smart, yes. But they still didn’t realize—nothing beats a clingy nun outfit with no bra underneath.
Claire-san’s chest was clearly reacting, slightly twitching under the thin cloth.
I cracked my knuckles. Next round.
”Ahh, I lost…” Kukuri-chan groaned.
”Same here…” Oto-san pouted.
”Oh nooo!” Elena-sensei cried.
”Which piece should I go with…?” Neenee-sensei asked, actually sounding excited.
Watching this group undress together was oddly wholesome. Like watching friends bungle a group project. Except way hotter.
”I think I’ll go with the headband,” Kukuri-chan said shyly.
”I’ll take off the hat,” Oto-san nodded.
Both choices were very PG. Good start.
I nodded, impressed by their restraint.
Then I noticed Nanahoshi-sensei and Neenee-sensei whispering.
”You think it’s cruel to leave just the ribbon for Aqua-kun?” Nanahoshi-sensei asked.
”Yeah,” Neenee-sensei said with a smirk, “you’re right.”
And just like that, both teachers slid off their miniskirts—for me.
Why does mature women’s underwear feel so… forbidden? Even if it’s the same design, the vibe changes completely once they’re adults. It’s like the energy shifts. KyuuKissMe-neesama in pure white, calm and composed; Kyoodkyuun-neesama (Dokyuun) in bold black, relaxed and teasing. Emily nailed the costume planning.
Staring a little too long at their hips, I casually picked scissors for the next round of rock-paper-scissors.
”Again, me?!” Claire-san gasped.
”I lost too…” Uruha murmured, glancing away.
”Did I mess up again?” Natalia-san groaned.
”This time, I’ll do it solo,” Nanahoshi-sensei added with a sigh.
Next to lose were Claire-san, Uruha, Natalia-san, and Nanahoshi-sensei. Four in total. Claire-san’s luck? Abysmal. Three out of four losses? At this point, it felt like she was doing it on purpose.
”Well then, I’ll start with my armor,” Uruha said, stretching. “Man, this thing’s heavy…”
As she removed it, her chest practically bounced into view. The sweat marks from her armor made everything feel a little too real. I silently gave it a mental thumbs-up.
”My legs are kind of sweaty too… maybe I’ll take off the greaves,” Natalia-san muttered.
She slid them off, her damp bare feet now in full view. From where I was sitting, the angle was… favorable.
”Do you like bare legs, Aqua-kun?” Nanahoshi-sensei asked brightly. “Then here, a present!”
She plopped her recently freed foot into my hand. I nearly bowed in gratitude. The angle gave me full view of her underwear too. This was turning into a sensory overload.
”Hahh… I feel so embarrassed,” Claire-san said, removing her nun outfit piece by piece.
Wow. She left on just her veil and knee-highs. The contrast was nearly divine.
”But… if I were blindfolded—”
”Nope,” I interrupted mentally. “That magic doesn’t exist here. Face reality, Claire-san.”
”I’m your classmate, but starting tomorrow, I’ll call you Claire-san!” someone said.
”I’m your senpai, but I’ll call you Claire-san too!”
”Claire-senpai, you’re amazing!”
”Who knew the pure Claire-san would be the boldest of them all!?”
She’d become everyone’s focus. I’d assumed she’d bow out next round, but she held on like a champion.
”Again? We both lost?” Hisui-chan and Oto-san said in unison.
They exchanged glances, then slowly took off their knee-highs. The shy hesitance? Chef’s kiss.
”Hmm… I guess I’ll take off one of mine too,” Neenee-sensei said, pulling off a single knee-high.
Now I had both of their knee-highs. Collection: upgraded.
”Um… I guess I’ll pick outerwear,” Uruha said shyly.
As she removed the sweaty garment, her already impressive chest got even more freedom. She had clearly debated between skirt and top. Either way, a win for me. The sweat made her shine like a gladiator fresh from the arena.
”Ah!”
I moved my hand instinctively—and everyone followed. They thought I was starting another round. My fake-out punch motion made 6 out of 8 throw paper. Reacting fast, I switched to scissors.
”Whoa. Looks like I lost,” one said.
”Me too…”
Hisui-chan undid the ribbon on her chest, Oto-san took off her top. Slowly, we were moving into the final phases.
”Well, then… I-I guess I’ll go with… my bra!” Uruha said, face red.
She flung it aside, and her previously confined chest was now completely unbound. Claire-san quickly pulled her back from placing it with the skirt. I pressed the imaginary “emotions” button repeatedly. Friendship and freedom—this game had everything.
”It’s come to this,” Natalia-san said. “Outerwear’s next.”
Applause echoed in my mind. She stood confidently in just her ribbon and underwear. The ribbon in her hair, still perfectly tied? High marks.
”The students are doing their best,” Nanahoshi-sensei said, full of pride. “Let’s give it our all too!”
”Wha—wait, Elena-sensei?!”
Without warning, Nanahoshi-sensei discarded her own undergarments and even sneaked behind Neenee-sensei to remove hers too.
”Here you go, Aqua-kun,” she said brightly. “Teacher appreciation bonus!”
”Geez! Elena-sensei, that’s harassment—unless it’s Aqua-kun,” Neenee-sensei giggled.
Now holding two pairs of matching panties, I could only whisper, “Thank you…” and plan to get them bubble-wrapped later.
”Ah…” Hisui and Oto muttered.
The Akroma duo had both lost. They glanced at each other and took off their costumes in sync, down to matching underwear. They even coordinated colors based on their hair—unintentional besties.
”Thank you, both of you,” I said quietly, hugging them with the sincerity of a veteran camp counselor. Polite applause broke out in the background.
”I guess we’ve reached the end,” Nanahoshi-sensei said.
”Looks like it,” Neenee-sensei replied.
They handed me their bras with ceremony. Matching sets again. These teachers were too thoughtful.
”Uuu… is this it?” Uruha sighed and removed her skirt.
Down to her panties now, with armor still clinging to her arms and legs—it had a unique appeal.
Then Natalia-san stood up.
”Kill me now…” she groaned.
No one moved.
She removed her remaining clothes and stood proudly, ribbon still in her hair like a battle-worn general. Without thinking, I clapped. So did the audience. Even I forgot to hit my mental “emotion” button.
”Wait… Kukuri-chan hasn’t lost once?!” I asked in disbelief.
Expressionless, she nodded.
”Too strong…” I muttered.
Next to lose was Claire-san.
”I’m sorry,” she said quietly. “I lost.”
”You did great,” Uruha reassured her.
Only the veil and thigh-highs remained. Everyone watched silently, waiting.
”There’s no choice…” Claire-san muttered.
Slowly, she reached down… and pulled out a small device from under her skirt.
”Wait, what’s that?” I asked.
”It’s been in… since the Cultural Festival,” she whispered.
Three days!?
No normal man could handle this woman. But I’m not normal. My body reacted automatically—no regrets.
”Haa… after all, Aqua-sama is the only one…” Claire-san mumbled, eyes hazy.
I coughed lightly, then raised Kukuri-chan’s hand like a referee at the end of a boxing match.
”And the winner of the second round… is Kukuri-chan!!”
After a long pause, the crowd slowly started to clap again.
”Alright, everyone, snap out of it!” I called out. “Next round’s starting soon!”
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