episode_0012

“How about it, do you feel like admitting it?”

Yuna was barely able to come to her senses after seeing the person who said that while removing the blindfold.

Even pouring ice water on him probably wouldn’t have brought him back to his senses to this degree.

Even though the curtains were drawn, the sunlight streaming in through the window brightened the room sufficiently.

So I was able to clearly see the other person’s face.

Silver hair with a blue tint and red eyes.

It’s not necessarily surprising since there are quite a few Awakened people with unique hair or eye colors, but even so, it was clear that it was a combination that was hard to find.

The face, so wonderfully sculpted, seemed like a work of art in itself.

The unique eye color and the sculpture give off an impression of being somewhat inhuman, but the playful expression softens it.

She took off her top and was only wearing underwear underneath, but she didn’t feel awkward at all about exposing her body like that. It’s a body type that you can be proud of.

Unlike Yuna, who is tall and slender, and who gives off a somewhat solid vibe, her soft lines are emphasized.

She has a slender figure that everyone would want, with a surprisingly full chest and a nice pelvic curve. Her waist is even slimmer due to her long legs and pretty pelvic shape.

The unrealistic beauty seen in Western dolls… .

“What the heck, you don’t seem to have any intention of denying that you’re a lesbian yet?”

“… !!”

You might have noticed that I was staring at you too openly.

The other person laughed as he said that.

I almost instinctively tried to resist, but I swallowed my words at the sensation coming from my nipples being pulled up as high as they could be.

Se-ha smiled bashfully and took out a pair of scissors to cut the thread.

Turn it around to completely remove the thread and check the condition of the nipple.

“I tied it pretty tightly, but there’s no trace. I’m jealous.”

“You, really… !”

“It seemed like you really liked it.”

“Don’t make me laugh!”

Although he spoke as if he was going to bite, Se-ha remained calm.

“Looking at your attitude, I don’t think you’d ever say you felt that way.”

“Of course!”

I thought it was a ridiculous claim, but I insisted on it anyway.

You just have to disagree.

The condition was that Yuna had to admit with her own mouth that she was a lesbian.

It doesn’t matter what you felt. Just don’t admit it!

“Well, there are still 18 hours left.”

Se-ha said that and then touched the wire that was binding Yuna’s body.

“Okay, what do you want to do? Do you want to stay tied up like this? Or will you just do as I say for the rest of the time, as I promised, and I’ll let you go?”

“… Let go. I’ll keep my promise.”

“Okay, okay. Then I’ll keep my promise too. That’s good.”

As soon as Se-ha touched it, the knot that had been binding his hands and feet was untied.

Yuna, who had regained her freedom, sat up.

He looks down at Se-ha, who is sitting there, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

The first thing that came to my mind was a feeling close to murderous intent.

He’s a dangerous guy whose thoughts I can’t figure out. I don’t like the fact that he’s just playing around with me.

but….

There is no way he wouldn’t have guessed that he would be attacked if he were released.

Yet, it seems as though they have no sense of crisis at all.

Is it leisure? As if he had been suppressing himself without any trouble, is he equipped with another number?

Yuna bit her lip.

Because I said 18 hours.

Until then, just don’t give that guy the answer he wants.

“That’s why they say we don’t negotiate with terrorists.”

“?”

Yuna tilted her head at Seha’s sudden muttering.

But Se-ha didn’t say anything more and changed the subject.

“Your clothes look like that, so there’s no point in washing them here… Then go home, wash them, and come to school. Don’t wear underwear.”

“Huh?”

Yuna found herself asking a question without even realizing it at the unexpected words.

Se-ha showed a bewildered reaction.

“I don’t really feel like going to school. Unlike everyone else, I have to go to school because it’s my second day of transfer. I also miss Senior Saya. So from here on out, I have to continue at school.”

†

Yuna, who had arrived at school, received a call from Seha.

Yuna, who had an ominous feeling and headed to the bathroom as called, stood in front of the designated stall when a hand reached out from inside and pulled her in.

Of course, Seha was inside.

Unable to resist the hand that was reaching out to me, I ended up sitting on the toilet with him.

“Okay, let’s get started. Close your eyes and don’t turn your head. Well, if you want, you can, but I guess you don’t want to, right?”

There was no need to ask what was starting.

Yuna closed her eyes while being held by Seha from behind.

“’Yuna, that won’t work. I told you not to wear underwear.’”

Just hearing Saya’s voice in my ears gave me goosebumps.

The movement of the fingers digging between your legs, which had been unpleasant until just before, now feels surprisingly different.

“… You weren’t wearing underwear.”

If you wear a jacket, it won’t be noticeable if you don’t wear a bra, but it’s a different story underneath a skirt.

It was a serious problem for Yuna, who commuted to school by bike.

“’That’s right. It’s worse to not think of the obvious, right?’”

While speaking as if seeking sympathy, his fingers caressed Yuna’s short leggings.

It started to become increasingly difficult to breathe, to breathe peacefully.

Se-ha persistently caressed her ears and neck area, while he put his hand inside her blouse and caressed her breasts.

In just a few hours, my body, which had become accustomed to it, began to react as if it had been waiting.

However, the way her fingers moved across my leggings was strangely affectionate, as if she was handling a fragile piece of craftsmanship, and something was missing.

Unlike when you are tied down and can’t do anything, you have free hands.

However, the hand, unable to push away the sticky opponent or to sympathize with him, was just hesitating.

A voice that sounds like it noticed that.

“’Okay, give me your hand.’”

Se-ha’s hand grabbed Yuna’s hand and guided it to his chest.

I found out that it was meant to encourage people to unbutton their jackets.

I follow it hesitantly.

Naturally, next was the blouse.

As instructed, she unbuttons her blouse, exposing her upper body.

A sudden sound.

It’s early in the morning, and although it’s not as crowded as an old school building, there are still people using the restroom.

A voice answers at intervals, as if on the phone.

I thought back to where I was.

A public place. A bathroom at that.

There, he is lying with his upper body exposed, his legs spread open, and being fondled by a younger girl.

“’Shh. It’s too loud.’”

“I’ve never made a sound like that before… .”

“’You don’t realize it?’”

Se-ha suddenly covered his mouth and spoke in protest.

But upon returning, I realized:

He said that his breathing was extremely rough, and that what was coming out of his throat was the kind of sound that could only be called a moan.

It was creepy to think that someone outside, or in the next room, might have heard.

I clenched my teeth and tried not to make any noise.

I tried hard, but Seha didn’t help.

Until then, the caressing that should have been somewhat gentle had become violent.

It felt strangely good to have my earlobes and neck bitten. It didn’t hurt no matter how hard I bit.

The body, with its resistance, excluded the pain from such an act, leaving only the sensation of it digging into the body.

“’I tried to leave a kiss mark, but it wasn’t easy… .’”

I couldn’t help but smile slightly at the voice that sounded like a sigh.

But he quickly realized that his reaction was strange and shivered.

Unlike the upper body, the lower body felt like something was lacking.

The reason was that it was just moving around as if it were an extra layer on top of leggings.

Movement is conveyed, but not enough.

There’s no feeling or warmth of smooth skin.

Se-ha’s caress does not change the set area as if a boundary line has been drawn.

The lower body was just as aroused as the upper body, but the gap in pleasure was significant.

Without realizing it, I twisted my leg a little.

One more time without awareness.

After a laugh of unknown meaning passed by my ears, I realized that what I had done was a gesture that meant, ‘Take it off.’

His face turned red with shame.

“’I’m just a little uncomfortable. Right… ?’”

A caring, understanding voice.

Seha started taking off Yuna’s leggings.

Yuna lifted her waist and cooperated there.

Being aware of what you are doing.

“’I don’t think I can wear this anymore. I’m going to throw it away.’”

There was a sound of something being thrown into the trash can.

But Yuna couldn’t say anything.

Because I was aware of it.

The inside of the leggings was soaking wet, making a squelching sound whenever Seha’s fingers moved.

Her vagina and thighs, exposed to the air, felt cool.

But the feeling soon disappeared as Se-ha’s hand began to move around there.

It became so hot that I forgot the still cold morning air, and the flowing water fell to the floor with a dripping sound.

Coming.

Coming soon.

The moment when your mind becomes blank.

I couldn’t care anymore about who might be listening.

No, I tried to do that, but it was impossible.

Every part of Se-ha’s body that had been touched ran wild, completely ignoring the commands of reason, which were nothing more than a speck of dust.

Everything is for that moment.

For that moment when it explodes past the critical point.

Something I had never experienced before,

But today, I’ve already had that climax for an uncountable number of times…

“Ah, it’s time.”

It wasn’t Saya. It was Seha’s voice.

Even if he had stabbed her with a knife, he could not have inflicted a greater blow to Yuna at this moment.

Suddenly, I had difficulty breathing and my hot body cooled down in an instant.

When I opened my eyes, I saw myself, naked, naked, soaked in saliva, sweat, and love juice.

Se-ha pushed the frozen woman away as if he was carrying a load and stood up.

“I have to go to class at 1st period. What about you?”

“… is there.”

“Then, after 1st period, I’ll see you in front of here.”

Se-ha opened the door and went out.

Yuna quickly covered her body, thinking that someone might be there, but fortunately, no one was there.

It took a lot of time to catch up with the sudden change in circumstances.

It was only after a few minutes that Yuna was finally able to leave the bathroom after wiping all over her body and fixing her clothes.

I didn’t know what to do with the leggings that were thrown in the trash, but I didn’t feel like taking them out and wearing them again, so I just left them there.

Even as I changed into the spare training clothes I kept in my locker and attended the lecture, my head was still in a daze.

After the first period ends.

There was an hour gap, but my body, which had stopped just before climax, burned faster.

But just before it reached its climax, Se-ha ran away, saying he had another lecture to attend.

The same thing happened again after the second period ended.

Yuna, who didn’t have a third period lecture, gritted her teeth.

Se-ha tried to comfort her still-hot body in the bathroom she had left behind.

But it didn’t work.

He could not be satisfied with his own hands.

Even though I tried to imitate Se-ha’s movements, my body, which had been so easily heated up, instead cooled down.

I already knew the reason.

Because it doesn’t require hands or movement.

I needed the illusion of hearing someone’s voice, or more precisely, of being held by that someone.

But because she couldn’t admit that fact, Yuna had no choice but to continue repeating her meaningless tricks.