Chapter 15 The Intruder in the Wardrobe
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The night watch duties were temporarily suspended.
Since I left Kujukuri, there’s no interference from the town assembly, and it’s probably for the best that no women linger in a man’s room. With them gone, I’m now living alone in the dormitory, which feels a bit lonely.
That said, the bodyguard arrangement hasn’t vanished entirely. The active division constantly patrols the dormitory grounds, keeping up surveillance. They even bring meals and fresh clothes to the entrance every morning and evening. They’re like a mix of personal guards and housekeepers, tending to my every need. And to fend off intruders, someone stays awake all night. If I wanted to act like I had a nightmare and cozy up to someone, I’d just need to step outside and cling to one of them.
So, here I am, bored out of my mind in my room.
”The sleeping-together system got scrapped too… This is seriously bad,” I muttered under my breath.
I was just starting to get close to Trash-san, that elegant, older-sister type with a taste for the dramatic. We’d been flirting during the day to lower the hurdle for nighttime encounters, but now that progress has stalled.
”Grr… Do I have no choice but to take care of myself?” I grumbled.
When I’m bored all night, messing around down there is about the only thing to do. I know it makes me sound like a pathetic human being, but in this era without televisions or mobile phones, what else is there? Still, even for solo play, there’s the issue of cleanup. My room is equipped with tissues, handkerchiefs, and a trash bin, but I can’t just toss stuff in there. The Imperial Guards handle the garbage.
”I do have some sense of shame, you know,” I muttered to myself. “If they found used tissues… No, worse, if those clueless girls thought the smell was from some sinus infection and dragged me to a doctor, that’d be the absolute worst.”
So, the solution lies… outside.
I glanced out the window. A tall fence surrounded the grounds, impossible to climb except through the main gate.
”What about the ceiling?” I wondered aloud. “Could I sneak over the fence via the roof? Though getting back in might be a problem.”
Curiosity got the better of me, and I left my room to explore the dormitory. I checked every empty room, but none had a ceiling I could access. I even inspected the drainage in the toilets, but there was no way to slip outside.
Looks like hosting an outdoor festival is off the table.
”Oh, right, the toilet’s here,” I noted.
Apparently, while I was at school, the Imperial Guards had fixed the facilities for their use. Problem solved, just like that.
But still, to think there’s graffiti even inside the building. The toilet was not only vandalized but had a clogged drain. Whoever did this is awful.
I returned to my room and flopped onto the bed.
”Haa…” I sighed heavily.
I inhaled deeply and let it out. Today was exhausting. The tension of my first day at school didn’t help, and lately, I’ve been sighing a lot. If this mental strain keeps up, I might collapse.
”Feels like everyone at school will keep looking down on me tomorrow too,” I murmured.
It’s a path I chose, but I’m starting to feel the weight of living in a male-dominated society where rumors spread like wildfire.
”Ugh, if only there were a woman out there who’d let me indulge in lewd acts without any strings attached,” I said wistfully. “Anyone would do.”
I just need some comfort.
I mumbled something that, to the women of this world, would sound like a dream come true. They’d probably think it’s the kind of thing a guy in a novel or fantasy would say. Women here are incredibly lenient with men. No matter your age or looks, just being a kind guy makes their hearts flutter. Even with my scrawny build, I could probably be popular.
That’s when it happened. The moment I spoke, a loud creak came from the large wardrobe in the corner of the room.
”…Huh? What was that?” I said, startled.
I stared at the wardrobe. Was that there before? I’m sure I heard something, but maybe it’s my imagination.
”Come to think of it, that’s been in the room since I moved in,” I recalled. “It looked old and rickety, so I never touched it.”
The wardrobe was an antique, made of weathered wood. It was grand and oversized, far too big for my modest collection of clothes. It probably belonged to the boy who lived here before me.
”…Maybe the frame’s getting loose?” I wondered.
It’s pretty old, after all. Probably just creaking from humidity or something. The sound had stopped, and the room was silent again. I hopped off the bed and approached the wardrobe.
I hadn’t opened it before, but now I was curious about what was inside. Without overthinking it, I grabbed the double doors. It’s not like there’s a ghost in there or anything.
As I slowly opened the doors, they let out a creaky groan, typical of old furniture.
Inside was a black-haired girl, about high school age.
I stared at her in silence. She stared back, her eyes locked on mine.
”…”
…What?
I’ve never seen her before. Her black hair was tied up on both sides, and even by this world’s standards, she was undeniably a beautiful girl. She was sitting cross-legged in the cramped wardrobe, her face frozen in shock.
”…”
”…”
Not my imagination, then. Nope. Definitely a young woman, older than me.
And she’s pretty cute. Her hairstyle was like a side-up or twin-tails, something like that. Her serious features were locked in a stunned expression. I’m probably making the same face.
Say something, I told myself. This isn’t the time for dumb thoughts. She’s an intruder.
”…”
”…”
”…Ah.”
”…!!”
A wave of panic hit me. This is bad. She could be a kidnapper. All my earlier silly thoughts vanished. I needed to shout for the Imperial Guards.
”Sow-san!” I yelled. “Sow-sa—mmph!”
”Shh! Shh, please, be quiet!” she hissed, clamping her hand over my mouth.
Oh no, I can’t breathe.
Am I going to die?
”Shh! Shh, please!” she whispered urgently.
”Mmph! Mmm!” I struggled.
”Please, I’m begging you!” she pleaded.
I thrashed wildly, but she held me from behind, restraining my movements. She had me pinned so well I couldn’t move my arms or neck, and my voice was muffled. This is bad—I might suffocate.
I searched for any part of my body I could still move. With a desperate effort, I lifted my foot and slammed my heel backward.
Take this, a shin kick!
”Ow!” she yelped.
”Mmph! Mph!” I grunted, still muffled.
”Ugh, just… stay quiet!” she snapped.
I kicked again and again, but it didn’t faze her. She kept her grip tight, unfazed by my attacks. Her strength was overwhelming.
Then, she lifted me off the ground, holding me in a full embrace. My feet dangled, and I panicked. Is she trying to strangle me?
”Gah… guh!” I choked out.
”Ouch! You bit me!” she cried.
That’s right—I bit her finger as hard as I could. Finally, she released me, and I gasped for air. That was close; I nearly passed out.
Blood dripped from her hand. Serves her right.
”Help—!” I started to shout, but she tackled me, her shoulder slamming into my stomach.
”Sorry! Just be quiet!” she whispered fiercely.
My cry for help fizzled into a weak gasp. She pulled me to the floor, and my vision spun as we tumbled. I tried to get up, but she pinned me down, locking my arms in a tight hold.
”Ngh! Nghh!” I groaned, struggling.
”Please, I’m sorry, just stay quiet!” she begged.
”Nghhh!” I grunted, fighting back.
”Good boy, just calm down! Shh, shh. If you stay quiet, I won’t hurt you!” she said, her voice desperate.
Her forearm pressed against my mouth now. I tried to bite, but it wouldn’t budge.
I kept thrashing with all my might.
”Guh…! Let… go… mmph!” I grunted, my voice muffled.
”Stop, please stop!” she pleaded, her voice trembling from behind me. “If you keep struggling like that, you’ll get hurt…! Why, why did it come to this…? I’m sorry, please, just be quiet…!”
Her shaky voice reached my ears from behind my head.
Breathing through my nose was agonizing. My arms were losing strength. Damn it, I should’ve been more cautious and kept the bodyguards closer. Is this really where my life ends?
My consciousness started to fade. This weak body of mine clearly couldn’t handle the strain.
”Good boy… I’m so sorry… please…” she whispered desperately.
The strength drained from my body.
Then, I felt something cold on my cheek.
”…?” I mumbled faintly.
I gradually stopped resisting. Turning my head, I looked at the woman restraining me.
Droplets fell onto my cheek, one after another, as her trembling arms loosened their grip.
She was crying, overwhelmed with unbearable sadness.
”I’m so sorry…” she sobbed. “To do this to a boy… it’s terrifying, isn’t it? Painful, right? I’m so sorry…”
Her tears dripped onto my face, each one carrying the weight of her anguished expression.
Seeing that, I finally stopped fighting. Calming myself, I tapped her arm, still covering my mouth, a few times.
I looked into her eyes.
”…”
”…If I let go, you won’t scream?” she asked cautiously.
I nodded firmly.
She carefully removed her arm from my mouth and released her hold on me.
”…Phew! Ha… ha…” I gasped. “Thought I was gonna die.”
That was close—my vision had started to blur. My brain screamed for oxygen, and I gulped down fresh air, filling my lungs.
After rolling on the floor to catch my breath, I finally looked at her again.
”I’m… I’m so sorry,” she said, her voice small. “Are you okay?”
I studied her closely.
She was a beautiful girl with black hair, tied up in something like twin-tails. Her clothes weren’t casual but gave off a meticulous, almost prim impression. Her refined features matched that vibe perfectly. Our struggle had left her suit and hair disheveled, with tear tracks staining her face.
”Who are you, older sister?” I asked.
I’d never seen her at school or in town. Something about her felt different from the people I’d met so far.
”Uh, well…” she stammered. “I must’ve really startled you, huh? A girl in a wardrobe…”
”Yeah, I thought you were a kidnapper,” I said bluntly.
”A k-kidnapper?!” she exclaimed. “No way! Though, I guess in this situation, that’s not very convincing…”
She visibly deflated, her shoulders slumping.
I mean, I was literally scared to death. For a moment, I thought I was in some kind of horror game where opening a mimic chest meant instant death. At least she seemed willing to talk, though I was still wary of her true identity.
”So, um, I’m actually one of the school’s Imperial Guards…” she said, stumbling over her words.
I narrowed my eyes, giving her a skeptical look.
”Imperial Guard?” I repeated, my tone dripping with doubt.
I stared at her like she was the shadiest person alive. The Imperial Guards I knew didn’t hide in people’s wardrobes for night watch duty. Why would someone of her status be in a place like this?
”It’s true!” she insisted. “I wasn’t, like, rummaging through your clothes like some pervert… Oh, sorry, maybe ‘pervert’ isn’t a word you’d understand at your age…?”
”Why were you in my wardrobe, then?” I pressed, cutting through her attempt to change the subject.
She seemed off, somehow. When I stared at her, she averted her gaze, her eyes darting nervously. As I wondered what to make of her, she spoke up, her face full of guilt.
”It was… harassment,” she admitted quietly.
”Harassment?” I echoed.
”Yes…” she murmured.
Hiding in someone’s wardrobe counts as harassment? Well, sure, it’s creepy, but…
”When you came to this school, some of the dormitory facilities were damaged, right?” she asked.
”Yeah, that’s true,” I replied.
”When we heard a student from Kujukuri was coming, I was ordered to sabotage the building. It was meant to intimidate the new student and disrupt their school life…”
I see. So the harassment at the Kujukuri dorm was orchestrated to coincide with my arrival. She must be an agent sent by other students.
”But your Imperial Guards arrived faster than expected,” she continued. “The timing was off, and I couldn’t slip out. The building was crawling with repair crews during the day, so I couldn’t escape. And, honestly, your Imperial Guards are terrifying. If they found out I was hiding in a man’s room, I thought they’d kill me…”
”So you got stuck inside,” I said, piecing it together.
She nodded.
Alright, I more or less understood the situation with this suspicious older sister.
I let out a massive sigh.
”Haaa…”
I was seriously freaked out. For a moment, I thought my life was over. Sure, as a guy, I probably wouldn’t be killed, but I was terrified I’d been thrown into some bad-end route where I’d be kidnapped and locked away.
”I’m so sorry… for scaring you,” she said, her voice trembling.
Hearing my sigh, the twin-tailed beauty teared up again, her brows knitting with sorrow as she looked at me.
”I told myself it was just orders,” she said, “but making a boy feel scared like that… I’m a failure as a woman. I’m going to turn myself in. I know you won’t forgive me, but at least you won’t have to face a scary woman like me again. I’m truly sorry.”
With that, she bowed deeply. It lasted only a few seconds, but the sincerity in her apology felt heavy and genuine.
Muttering something about failing her mission, she stood up slowly, her expression distant. She shuffled toward the door, seemingly ready to leave without waiting for my reaction. To me, her figure looked like a condemned prisoner walking solemnly to the gallows.
Without thinking, I called out to her retreating back.
”Hey, what’s going to happen to you now, older sister?”
”An Imperial Guard who fails their mission just leaves their master’s service,” she said matter-of-factly. “Useless pieces get discarded. Though, that’s assuming your Imperial Guards let me leave alive… which seems unlikely.”
Her tone was resigned, as if she’d given up entirely. The fierceness she’d shown while restraining me felt like a lie now.
It seemed that making a boy cry had struck her deeply. My desperate resistance had left a profound sadness in her heart. I didn’t fully understand, but it must have hit some instinctual nerve—her fear of being hated by a man.
A self-deprecating smile clung to her face.
”Well, guess my life’s over…” she murmured.
The twin-tailed, black-haired high school girl turned away, hiding her face as she opened the door and stepped out of the room.
Her expression was painted with resignation. Her tear-streaked eyes and delicate features were beautiful, each movement of her face like a finely tuned machine reflecting her lively emotions. Yet, it was that very expressiveness that made her so captivating.
The door closed with a thud, and I watched her go.
”…Phew. Cough, cough…” I wheezed.
Haa… I was still a bit short of breath. Thrashing around in that intense struggle left my body aching. My jaw hurt from biting so hard—it felt like it wasn’t sitting right. I rubbed it absentmindedly.
”…”
What’ll happen to her?
No, I already knew. My Imperial Guards were ruthless with anyone who opposed me. I’d seen it with the gatekeepers in Kujukuri—if there’s no status or logic protecting someone, they don’t hold back.
She’d invaded a man’s room, making her a criminal. The Imperial Guards wouldn’t go easy on her.
”Next time I see her, it’ll probably be… her severed head,” I muttered grimly.
No way. I can’t let something that wasteful happen.
”Wait!” I shouted, bolting toward the door.
Damn it, can I catch up? I spaced out for a second, but if I don’t stop her before she steps outside, it’s game over.
”…Ugh, ow!” I yelped.
I tripped in the hallway. My legs were still shaky, and the fall scraped my knee, blood trickling down. But I scrambled up and staggered toward the end of the hall.
No good. My body had no strength left. Leaning against the wall, I dragged myself forward, inch by inch.
My breathing was ragged. That desperate struggle earlier had drained me completely.
”Haa… haa… Damn it…” I panted. “I won’t let it happen. I can’t let them kill a woman like her… She’s like a treasure of this world, that beautiful older sister.”
Sweat poured from my forehead, cold and clammy against my pale face. I felt like I might puke.
”That’s right…” I muttered. “I’ll make her… let me sleep with her… No matter what…”
I crawled along the hallway at a snail’s pace. A mere few dozen meters felt like miles. Just as my breath was about to give out, I reached the corner where I could see the front entrance.
There she was, her back to me, reaching for the doorknob.
”…Kh!” I choked.
My throat was so dry I couldn’t speak. No matter how hard I tried to shout, only hollow air passed through.
I forced saliva down my throat.
”Wait… don’t go,” I croaked.
But she didn’t hear me.
Damn it, I won’t lose like this. Time for a last resort. I threw myself to the floor.
My vision flashed white. I’d slammed my forehead hard to make a loud noise, and now my sight flickered with stars.
”Are you okay!?” she gasped. “W-What are you doing!?”
”Zeh… h-hic… ow, it hurts,” I groaned.
Luckily, the twin-tailed girl noticed me. I must’ve blacked out for a second, because suddenly she was right beside me.
”Why would you do this!?” she cried. “You’re bleeding!”
”…Ngh,” I mumbled.
”Oh, please forgive me,” she said, her voice breaking. “Why… Why didn’t you just stay in your room?”
Her face filled my vision. She’d collapsed onto the floor next to me.
”D-Don’t… die,” I whispered.
”We need to call your Imperial Guards!” she said urgently. “Oh no, you hit your face… You’re bleeding from your nose…”
”Don’t… die…” I repeated.
I grabbed her arm with all my strength. She looked at me, startled.
”Don’t die!” I forced out, gritting my teeth.
I clung to her arm desperately.
”No way,” she said, stunned. “You…”
”…”
”You came after me… for that?” she asked softly.
”Yeah,” I nodded.
”You got yourself all bloody… chased after me… for a criminal like me?” she said, her voice trembling.
I met her eyes and nodded quietly.
I was done for. The pain was overwhelming. It’s a miracle I could still breathe. My grip on her arm felt a small dent—probably the mark from where I bit her earlier.
My thoughts and breathing were a mess, scattered and frantic.
”Oh…” she choked, tears falling onto my face. “Ugh… hic… I’m so sorry… To save me…”
Her mask of resignation crumbled. Tears streamed down her face.
”Ugh… waaah… hic… waaaah!” she sobbed.
Her cries were raw, unfiltered, nothing like fake tears. She wailed like a child, unable to stop, sitting crumpled beside me, her face a mess of tears.
”I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” she kept saying.
A boy she’d harassed under orders had gotten hurt trying to save her—no, had chased her despite his injuries. She, a criminal who deserved execution, was now overwhelmed with guilt and something like affection, her emotions spiraling out of control.
She was just a weak human being, drowning in feelings she couldn’t handle. That whole “giving up on life” act earlier? Total lie.
I looked up at her, still crying, and gently tugged at the tips of her twin-tails.
”If you were ready to die anyway…” I said, pausing. “No, I’m not letting you die, but…”
”Ugh… hic…” she sniffled.
”About those feelings I mentioned earlier… how about we do something fun?” I suggested.
”Ugh… hic… huh?” she said, her eyes widening as she looked at me.
”For now, carry me back to my room,” I said.
Damn this pathetic, weak body. The floor hurts like hell…
* * *
”Hmm, so it was all at Dora-kun’s orders, huh?” I said.
”Y-Yeah,” she replied. “Inubou and Kujukuri are like cats and dogs. With shared parts of the dungeon, there’s bound to be some hostility… H-Hey, aren’t you a bit too close?”
Huff, huff. Twin-tailed older sister.
I’d gotten some basic first aid from the kit in my room, and now we were sitting side by side on my bed as I questioned her. I was tempted to just pull her into bed and forget the details, but I needed to check the background first. Gotta make sure there’s no lingering trouble.
She was an alluring woman in a sharp, suit-like Imperial Guard uniform, the same kind the guards who surrounded me earlier wore. I could tell at a glance whose guard she was.
Like the woman who grabbed my arm earlier, her guards had a strong office-lady vibe. This older sister felt like a savvy businesswoman.
”W-What?” she stammered. “I was stuck in that wardrobe all day, so the smell… Could you maybe give me some space?”
”Yeah, you do smell a bit,” I teased.
”!?” she gasped, her face flushing. “A-Ah…”
Talking to a woman who didn’t use honorifics felt refreshing. She wasn’t my direct Imperial Guard, and as someone from a rival region, she didn’t need to show me respect, even as a man. In return, I was a bit sharper with her—teasing her was fun because her reactions were adorable.
So, what was the point of the harassment?
Her and her master’s hometown was Inubou Town, just north of Kujukuri. The two regions were at odds, and with Inubou’s proximity to Ibaraki, it was part of Kazusa Province but always on the lookout for chances to betray or undermine. They probably aimed to weaken me to pressure Kujukuri or recruit me as a spy for their faction. Not that I thought it’d work.
Honestly, I didn’t care much about their schemes. What mattered to me was… well, this older sister was practically an exotic import. A girl from another town. That’s kinda exciting.
I studied her closely.
”My Imperial Guards have a totally different vibe,” I said. “Mine are like samurai from the Bakumatsu era, but Inubou Town’s guards feel like corporate secretaries.”
”Bakumatsu…? Secretaries, huh?” she said. “Well, Kujukuri’s women call us barbarians, but they’re the ones clinging to an outdated social structure. Economically speaking, they’re stuck in the past, unable to embrace progressive ideas—”
”Smelly people should hush,” I interrupted.
”!?” she yelped, stunned.
Heh, maybe I’ll have my Imperial Guards try different outfits. Since we’re near the sea, how about everyone in swimsuits?
”What’s your name, older sister?” I asked.
”I-I’m Yukari…” she said, looking apologetic.
Yukari-san, the twin-tailed beauty, seemed embarrassed. When I leaned closer, she tried to scoot away.
”Yukari-san,” I said warmly.
”If I smell, could you back off a bit?” she mumbled. “It’s… embarrassing.”
”You were in a wardrobe for nearly a whole day,” I said. “Can’t be helped. Besides, my nose hurts so much I can barely smell anything, so it’s fine. Come closer.”
”Your nose… I’m really sorry,” she said. “I know apologizing won’t fix it, but still…”
”Just come here already,” I urged, patting the bed beside me.
I pulled Yukari-san close, making her sit flush against me. Our buttocks pressed together snugly.
”W-Wait, isn’t this… too close?” she stammered.
”Did you hear what I was muttering earlier?” I asked.
Sitting side by side, the difference in our sizes was stark. It was almost like a parent and child.
Ignoring her reaction, I pressed on.
”You know, about wanting to do it with anyone,” I said.
I’d noticed the wardrobe creak right after that comment. She probably bumped her head in surprise while hiding inside.
”Tch… You shouldn’t say things like that, even as a joke!” she exclaimed. “A little boy like you talking about… lewd acts? That’s absurd!”
”It wasn’t a joke,” I replied calmly.
”W-What?!” she sputtered. “No way! No man would say something like that—like it’s some silly fantasy of a desperate single woman!”
Oh, but I did.
I gave her a deadpan look, and she started to ramble in my direction.
”And according to my prior investigation, you don’t even have a marriage partner lined up, right?!” she said, flustered. “S-So, wanting something like that is just… unacceptable!”
”Quiet down,” I said.
Seriously, could she not yell? Did she have a death wish? Did she forget who’s patrolling nearby?
”But I also heard you dislike women…” she mumbled, analyzing out loud. “If you had premarital intercourse, you could dodge marriage… but do you really hate women that much? You don’t seem like that at all…”
Yukari-san started muttering analytical nonsense to herself.
I leaned in even closer, speaking right against her.
”You’ve gotta value yourself more,” she said nervously. “A-And, uh, you’re really close… Our buttocks… your little boy buttocks against mine…”
”Forget that for a sec,” I interrupted.
”Forget that?!” she echoed, incredulous.
I looked up at her. She was clearly flustered, her gaze darting between my face and my scraped-up wounds. Every time our eyes met, she’d blush and look away or make a pained expression, keeping herself busy.
”If this keeps up, my Imperial Guards will kill you, right?” I said. “Even if they don’t, once the school finds out you snuck into a man’s dorm from another region, you’ll lose your job and get exiled, won’t you?”
I asked it plainly.
This wasn’t some lawless zone. Harassment and spying were open secrets, sure, but only if you didn’t get caught. Sneaking into a man’s dorm as a woman? That was seriously bad. Even if she survived, she’d never set foot in her hometown again.
She stared into the distance and spoke softly.
”You’re right,” she said. “But whatever the outcome, a result is a result. I hurt you. I can’t forgive myself for that. No matter what’s waiting for me, accepting it and facing the consequences is how an adult takes responsibility.”
”Pretty noble thinking,” I remarked.
She was probably still in her teens, yet here she was. I pressed myself even closer, rubbing my cheek against the side of her chest.
”W-Wait, too close!” she squeaked. “I’m so embarrassed I could die! Why is this kid… like this?!”
I could hear her heart pounding. When I looked up, her face was practically on fire.
”Taking responsibility, huh?” I said. “How are you gonna do that? I’m injured, you know. This could practically start a war.”
”Ugh…” she faltered. “T-That’s…”
I didn’t know the details, but injuring a man after sneaking into another region’s dorm seemed like a major screw-up. Her master, that jerk Dora-kun, probably didn’t even intend for things to go this far. It was like breaking into an embassy and punching a diplomat.
I grabbed her twin-tails and tugged her face closer.
”Ow!?” she yelped.
”Sorry,” I said. “But you don’t have a lot of options here.”
Yeah, I wasn’t exactly planning to handle her gently. I wanted to wrap this up quick.
What did she think I went through all that effort for?
I pulled her down onto the bed.
”Sorry, this is probably your first kiss,” I said.
”W-What… mmph!?” she gasped.
I pressed my lips to hers, pushing past them with my tongue to explore her mouth.
Holy crap, she’s sweet.
Her tongue reflexively tried to push me out, but I licked it thoroughly, savoring every moment before pulling back. A string of saliva connected our lips. I licked it up and swallowed.
”W-What… what!? What just happened!?” she stammered, panicking.
She was freaking out, which, yeah, made sense.
Her pale skin was flushed crimson, and she wiped her still-damp lips with her hand.
”Hey, Yukari-san,” I said.
”I-I… what did I just do!?” she babbled. “Your face, your lips, they were so soft… W-Woah… woahhh! Aahhh!”
”Sorry, no time for explanations,” I said.
”What are you—mmph! Mmm… mmph!?” she mumbled as I grabbed her cheeks and kissed her again, silencing her.
I slid my tongue in a second time, exploring the surface, the underside, even the backs of her teeth. Her saliva flowed, and I drank it greedily, savoring the taste. I let my own spill into her mouth in return.
I went at her tongue over and over, relentless.
”Mmm, mm… mmm!” she moaned.
Our breaths came in heavy bursts through our noses. No time to catch air properly. God, this was good. Delicious. Every little bump on her tongue tasted like sweet fruit.
”Mmph… mm… mm,” she murmured.
Her breathing shifted, taking on a sweeter rhythm. Her once-passive tongue started to respond, entwining with mine.
But I decided to do whatever I wanted. I tugged her hair, tilting her chin up, and kept devouring her mouth, pressing myself over her.
”Mmm… cough, cough,” she choked. “Guh…”
”Haa… haa…” I panted.
”It’s… hard to breathe…” she gasped.
”Not yet,” I said. “We’re not done.”
”Wait—mmph!” she protested.
The awkward angle made her cough, her face red from lack of oxygen. I dove back in, ravaging her mouth again, exchanging saliva over and over.
”Ah… ahh… ah,” she gasped.
When I finally pulled away, Yukari-san stared at the ceiling, her expression dazed with ecstasy. Her eyes were unfocused, and the curves of her chest rose and fell with her shallow breaths under her disheveled gray suit.
”Okay… haa… haa… let’s get to the main event,” I said.
”A… uh…” she mumbled, barely coherent.
”No need for a reply,” I said. “Sorry.”
I reached for the collar of her suit.
Yeah, let’s be clear. An industrial spy sent to cause trouble doesn’t get human rights. No need to hold back. No need to consider her feelings.
Today, I’m going to try everything I’ve ever wanted to do with a woman on this twin-tailed beauty.
Notes:
• Dora – Antagonistic, older-looking male student with short hair, from an unnamed rural town.
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