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Conscious of his growing erection, Hayoon poured attention into Ha Yoon’s armpit.

“Mm, hehe, tickles.”

Hayoon entrusted her body entirely to me.

Even without much sexual knowledge, she trusted me to an unusual extent, not even hesitating a bit.

After the armpit, I tickled Hayoon’s small chest.

“Keeheehee, hee.”

Still finding it amusing, she twisted her body while enduring the tickles. Feeling around, I found her nipple and secured it between my thumb and forefinger.

“-Hng!”

Hayoon let out a soft moan. I pulled on her nipple, catching a whiff of her scent.

“Hee-kkyuk!”

The faint moan echoed through the mattress.

Next, I removed my hand from her chest and moved down to her lower body.

I poured attention onto the jelly-like flesh inside her thighs with both hands. My erection was already leaking pre-cum through my pajamas. I pressed my erection against Hayoon’s leg while still clothed.

“Hoo… Hayoon, are you okay?”

“Uh, yeah.”

Hayoon replied in a slightly dazed voice.

I embraced Hayoon’s hips with my arms. With my erection pressed against her thigh, I began to move my waist. The squelching sound reverberated in the room.

I marked Hayoon’s leg with pre-cum.

“…Am I far from winning?”

Lost in the sensation of her soft body, I reacted belatedly.

“…J-just hold on a little longer.”

“Got it!”

Thankfully, she didn’t ask because something seemed off but simply out of curiosity about how much longer.

‘Can’t help it…’

I lowered my pants.

My throbbing manhood raised its head.

This time, I held onto her legs with both arms and pressed my erection up to her belly button.

“But what are you tickling me with?”

“…It’s a secret.”

After confirming Hayoon, who had her head buried in the pillow, I started moving my waist again.

The back of my glans received a strong stimulation.

“How do you feel, Hayoon?”

Trying to hide my panting, I asked in a low voice.

“Feel? Not bad.”

Her words, oblivious to the situation, made blood rush to my member.

“I feel good being with you, Hayoon…”

I pressed my erection more firmly against her.

“Really? Hehehe.”

I teased and teased my member again.

An odd fixation arose as if wanting to impregnate her legs. Sensing something, I firmly held her with both hands. Her thigh flesh protruded between my fingers.

“Ouch!”

Feeling the impending climax, I barely regained my senses upon hearing Hayoon’s moan.

It would be a disaster if I climax here.

“Hoo hoo…”

Thinking of hairy male legs, I hoped my erection would subside. After barely calming my erection, I quickly put on my pants and wiped off the pre-cum on Hayoon’s leg.

After cleaning up, I called for Hayoon.

“…I lost, I just can’t win.”

Upon hearing my words, Hayoon raised her head.

“Hehe, I’ve always been good at enduring.”

There were marks on Hayoon’s face from the pillow.

Even in this absurd game, she gave her best.

‘What have I done?’

Seeing that, I felt strong guilt belatedly.

What I had just done was no different from an animal’s behavior.

“Oh, no…”

Words escaped my mouth like air from a punctured balloon.

“Jiyoon, what’s wrong?”

Hayoon shook my shoulder.

It was hard to stay sober.

“Hayoon… Should we sleep now?”

Hayoon nodded her head slowly.

“No, it’s my turn to be ‘it’ now.”

“What?”

Her expression was very serious.

Then, she clapped the pillow and said,

“Lie down.”

‘Doesn’t she suspect anything at all? Why does she trust me this much?’

She’s naturally like a Golden Retriever of a person.

Reluctantly, I buried my face in the pillow.

“Let’s begin.”

Hayoon, just like I did, put her hand in my armpit.

Tickle, tickle, tickle.

“Pfft, pfft, puhuhu.”

She genuinely tickled me, unlike my actions.

“Surely, you touched my chest too…”

I scratched the nipple with my fingertips.

“Hahaha, it tickles so much.”

“Hehehe.”

Satisfied with my reaction, Ha Yoon tickled my armpits and chest simultaneously.

Ha Yoon thoroughly tickled my upper body and then moved straight down to my lower body. She grabbed my foot and blew air on the sole, making a “whoosh” sound. I couldn’t help but shake my foot up and down.

“Hahaha, tickling the soles of the feet is cheating.”

When I realized that being tickled was more fun than I thought, Ha Yoon’s hand moved up to my buttocks.

‘Wait, if she does this wrong, she might find out I have an erection.’

Feeling cautious, I sat up and faced Ha Yoon.

“I-I lost! I can’t possibly win in a tickle battle!”

“I won!”

Ha Yoon raised her hand triumphantly.

As I noticed her childlike innocence, guilt started to creep in.

“…Let’s sleep now; we have to go to school together tomorrow.”

“Yeah!”

Ha Yoon skipped across the room, turned off the light, hopped back onto the bed, and landed with a thud.

“…Is it okay to jump like that?”

“Yeah, no one lives below us, so it’s fine!”

Ha Yoon nestled into my arms.

With my face buried in her bosom, she asked me, “Are we… friends?”

It was clear she was seeking affection.

‘Feeling lust towards someone like her… I’m truly trash.’

I gently stroked Ha Yoon’s forehead.

“Then, we’re close friends who will be together from now on.”

Even though it stung to say “close friends” on the first day we met, I wanted to alleviate some guilt for my actions.

“Heh… Okay…”

Ha Yoon quickly fell asleep in my embrace.

* * *

“What’s that bag? I haven’t seen it before.”

After changing the slime bag to a student backpack, Ha Yoon immediately noticed.

“It’s a new bag I bought yesterday. Does it look good?”

“Ji Yoon looks good in anything!”

I received a lip service that could only come from a girlfriend.

“Ugh.”

Despite that, I felt okay and continued to stroke her forehead as I did yesterday. Before I knew it, physical contact with Ha Yoon had become natural.

While getting ready for school in the morning, my sister grabbed me and said seriously,

“If you ever feel lonely, you can always come over to my place…”

Just her words were reassuring.

Originally, I tried to avoid Ha Yoon, but after yesterday, I felt a guilty sense of responsibility.

‘I’ll protect Ha Yoon from the yandere!’

I firmly resolved.

…In truth, what worried me the most wasn’t dealing with an unknown yandere.

‘I wonder how Park Tae Yi will react when she sees me…’

Maybe she’ll periodically extort money under the guise of keeping our secret?

Entering the classroom, I spotted Park Tae Yi who arrived early today. Surprisingly, she didn’t react much upon seeing me.

‘I thought she would threaten me as soon as she saw me…’

I hope she continues to act as if nothing happened.

First period was a normal lesson on polynomial decomposition.

It had been a long time since I studied math, and I couldn’t remember polynomials, so it was difficult to keep up with the advanced topics.

Second period was practical physical education.

Unlike other subjects, practical physical education was a basic exercise class typical of an ordinary school.

Due to the nature of Queen Bartz, where outstanding talents gathered, many students were deteriorating in their rooms. Therefore, practical physical education could be considered a subject not far from rehabilitation therapy… essential for the survival of students.

The bell rang, and a large male teacher entered wearing the gym clothes we saw yesterday.

“First, let’s distribute the gym clothes.”

He dragged in baskets divided by size.

“Asking for your size and distributing clothes is harassment, so find and wear them yourselves.”

He roughly threw the baskets on the floor.

“I’ll give you a generous 20 minutes. If you’re not changed when I return, it’s your responsibility.”

With that, the PE teacher left the classroom.

‘Is he just going to leave like that?’

Recalling my school days, I anticipated the classroom would soon become chaotic. However, the students orderly lined up without anyone directing them, taking turns to grab their clothes.

“Even Park Tae-i knows how to line up quietly…”

The only one who didn’t line up and grabbed clothes was Im Yuna, who considered herself a noblewoman.

“Wearing such low-quality clothes! It’s an insult!”

…The problem wasn’t throwing the clothes.

Im Yuna’s “second-year syndrome” had been famous even before entering Queen Bartz, so her peculiar behavior didn’t attract much attention.

“But what’s my clothing size?”

I reluctantly approached a girl who seemed to have a similar size to me.

“…Hey, what’s your clothing size?”

With a short haircut and sharp eyes, she looked like a “boyish girl.” However, her eyelashes and teardrop mole indicated she was not a boy.

She chuckled before replying, “Top 95, bottom 30.”

“Thanks, that helps.”

“Sure.”

There were all-season uniforms and short gym uniforms for summer.

“I might never wear shorts because of my ‘little buddy.’”

Still, I grabbed them.

I entered the changing room across the classroom.

Some students were already changing clothes.

“Oh…”

“What’s wrong, Jiyoon?”

Hayoon looked puzzled seeing me stop at the entrance of the changing room.

“Um… I’ll go to the bathroom first.”

“Do you need to pee? Want me to come with you?”

“…Sure.”

If I changed with the girls, it would be chaos. It wouldn’t just lead to expulsion but straight to the police station.

It was a bit dizzying, but stepping into the luxurious restroom calmed me down.

“Hayoon, let’s go to the restroom together if we need to change into gym clothes in the future.”

Leaving Hayoon alone in the changing room for safety was too much.

“Change in the restroom from now on? Okay.”

Luckily, Hayoon didn’t question my suggestion.

As I entered a stall to change, Hayoon followed.

“Why are you coming in?”

“I don’t want to be alone at the door. Embarrassed? I’ll turn around.”

Hayoon whined.

“…Okay.”

Hayoon faced the wall, waiting for me.

I took off my skirt while looking at the back of Hayoon’s head. When I removed the skirt, a huge member barely hidden by my panties was revealed. It was dangerously close to Hayoon’s uniform skirt.

Before any strange impulse took over, I hurriedly put on my gym shorts.

“…You can turn around.”

“I’ll change here too.”

Hayoon undressed in front of me.

I sat on the closed toilet lid. The restroom was so clean that there was no discomfort.

Hayoon wore panties with a rabbit print.

“Probably doesn’t have many fitting panties, hence the character ones…”

“Looking forward to the first gym class. Right?”

“Yeah, looking forward to it.”

Shortly after returning to the classroom, the PE teacher entered.

“If you’re all changed, come to the school field.”

The teacher left without saying much, and we followed to the field.

Im Yuna, not wearing gym clothes, sat in a shady spot with a lace-adorned black umbrella.

“Line up by height.”

We rearranged as instructed.

“The person next to you is your partner. Start stretching.”

My partner was the short-haired girl I had asked about sizes earlier.

“Well, let’s get ready.”

She wore a short gym uniform that exposed her midriff and thighs. She had been wearing a training jacket earlier, so I hadn’t noticed, but she was a beautiful woman with well-defined muscles and impressive leg muscles.

Seeing her body, I was taken aback.

“…Is your name Choryul by any chance?”

“What, do you know my name too?”

Her body overflowing with vitality, she is the heroine of Queen Bartz Academy. Her name is Choyul, a promising track and field athlete. Her legs were adorned with well-defined muscles.

“…Don’t be intimidated by the title of heroine, no need to worry.”

“I haven’t seen her face, but I’ve heard the rumors. Her body is so stunning that I had to ask.”

“It’s flattering to hear compliments from someone as beautiful as you.”

Choyul chuckled and greeted them.

We leaned on each other’s shoulders, patted each other’s backs, and did a two-person stretching routine.

“My body feels so stiff…”

Touching her unusual muscular physique directly was no joke.