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There was no end to the strange points if I started picking them apart.

Allowing a man’s hand to touch her chest just to get closer to him.

Not only that, but even doing something akin to a service for him.

No matter how deep into heat I was, these were things that couldn’t just be accepted with a simple, “Oh, I see.”

But that was that, and this was this.

Whether I could accept it or not was my own personal issue—this cursed body of mine was desperate to cling to a man, wasn’t it?

So much so that I even masturbated for a long while in the brief moment I was separated from the two.

In other words, trying to make logical judgments in this situation was, in fact, the foolish thing to do…

…After finishing my lengthy self-rationalization, I hesitantly passed by the changing room where their clothes were.

Not completely undressed, of course.

I took out a single white towel and covered my front with it.

“…I’m coming in.”

Logically, I should’ve washed myself first before wrapping the towel around me, but that thought never crossed my mind.

I only chose to do this because entering the bathroom completely naked would’ve been embarrassing.

I didn’t even know why.

I’d already seen Seo Woojin naked multiple times, and Han Sua was a girl, so there was no reason to feel this embarrassed.

…Well.

Maybe it was because I was fantasizing about the humiliating act that was about to happen.

Shaking my head, I pushed open the door connected to the changing room with a click.

“Come this way—”

“Ah…, Teacher…, be careful…”

“….”

Through the gap wide enough for a person to pass, a wave of stifling hot air rushed out, carrying the sound of the two talking.

Immediately after, the sound of the showerhead hitting the floor and breaking followed.

Even then, hiding my face behind the door, I exhaled my trembling breath and stepped inside.

After all, where else would the two be?

Obviously.

“…What are you two doing?”

Here.

There was nowhere else but the shower booth.

“Senpai…”

“I was washing Sua first. Since we came in together for once.”

There are three of us, you know. I held back the childish retort in my head.

Instead, I silently stared at the two inside the shower booth.

One was holding up her overflowing breasts with her arm as she was being washed,

while the other was embracing her from behind, gently pouring water over her.

And unlike me, who had a towel covering half my body, they were both completely naked.

Now that I thought about it, entering the shower with something still on was the weird part.

In that sense, maybe I should’ve just casually dropped the towel without a second thought.

“…Ah, come closer. No need to stand so far away.”

“…I was going to do that even without you saying it.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“….”

For now, I approached them without another word.

At this moment, my role was that of a camera recording these perverted idiots.

And also to subtly provoke Seo Woojin into getting even more excited.

…After all, I was the one who accepted his proposal in the first place.

If this deceitful, immoral plan failed, the one who’d be more disappointed wasn’t Woojin—it was me.

As long as this damn body of mine only went into heat for that man, there was no other choice.

Gulp.

Staring at the naked bodies of the two, I swallowed the saliva pooling under my tongue.

“…Then teach me. What do people as close as you and Sua do?”

Despite being so horny to the bone that I was acting like this,

I feigned curiosity and asked a ridiculous question.

…Even though I already knew there was no other answer besides sex.

I just needed to make them have sex right in front of me,

remember exactly how much they did it,

and then demand they do it even more than what Sua and I had done.

“Hmm. It’s nothing much, really. Sometimes I wash her like this…”

But contrary to my expectations, what came out of Seo Woojin’s mouth wasn’t some lewd whisper.

Far from the obscenely vulgar sound of pistoning I was hoping for, all he did was gently run his hands over Han Sua’s wet body.

The unexpected answer left me momentarily stunned, but there wasn’t much I could do.

He couldn’t just say it outright in front of Sua, and the only option I had was to keep my mouth shut and wait until I got what I wanted.

Then, his voice wormed its way into my ears again.

“Sua. Can you lower your arms for a bit?”

“…Okay.”

“…….”

…Back when we had sex after drinking together, all he did was spew words soaked in lust.

But now, the voice digging into my ears—and Han Sua’s slightly reddened ones—was nothing like the one in my memory. It was unbearably gentle.

The same went for his languid touch.

When he touched me, he’d obsessively stimulate my weak spots, but the hands he used on Sua were as tender as his voice.

Swoosh— He rinsed her chest with the showerhead, then wiped it down with his hand.

He even ran a soapy washcloth over every inch of her body.

Rather than gaslighting the innocent Han Sua into becoming his sex partner, he was acting like a proper boyfriend.

Not that there was anything wrong with that.

But still…

“….”

…It pissed me off.

That man had never been gentle with me.

At best, he’d share a drink with me after sex.

Even on good days, I was just a sex partner to him.

“Student Council President.”

“…What?”

“Why are you staring at your junior’s chest like that? Yours aren’t exactly small either.”

“…I was just curious. Has your curiosity been satisfied?”

“About what?”

“Just… how big they are… and… how pretty the shape is.”

…Was it because of that?

Han Sua’s innocence, turning bright red from just a slightly dirty conversation and a few compliments.

Or maybe the way her soft flesh jiggled under the white foam.

Was that Seo Woojin’s type? Was that why he treated her so affectionately?

I always said mean things to him,

forced myself to say I didn’t like it even when I did,

and my body wasn’t as good as hers.

Was that why I couldn’t be treated like Sua?

“….”

What if.

If I just said it honestly.

…If I honestly begged for more.

“…By the way, aren’t you two too close? Even for people with a good relationship.”

“It’s fine. After all…”

Despite my nonsensical complaint, Seo Woojin just smiled gently.

Then, the soapy washcloth was carelessly tossed onto the faucet.

“…Ah, Teach…er…”

“I was planning to do this too.”

“…….”

Seo Woojin, who had pulled Han Sua into a tight embrace, lightly bit her nape and groped her breasts.

…Sua kept glancing at me, probably out of embarrassment.

But Woojin didn’t even spare me a single glance.

“Wait…, just a second… Senpai is watching—…Ngh…”

“The ‘senpai’ you’re talking about said she wanted to see this earlier. Don’t you remember?”

“…But this… is way more embarrassing than I thought…”

“It’s fine. It’s fine.”

“No… She’s probably making a really embarrassed face right now…”

“You did a great job demonstrating for your senpai earlier, didn’t you?”

“This is… different from that… Nngh… Because I’m the one feeling good now…”

Han Sua’s breasts, squeezed tightly in his hands, looked so soft that I could almost feel their texture just by looking.

Covered in white soap suds, they jiggled obscenely.

So this was how Seo Woojin usually got to grope such breasts to his heart’s content.

The thought crossed my mind, but I wasn’t jealous.

Because I wasn’t a man.

And this was how Seo Woojin usually received such devoted fellatio from those breasts.

The thought crossed my mind, but I wasn’t jealous.

Because I was a woman.

Because I couldn’t relate.

Instead—

“Tea…cher… Don’t touch my nipples like that… Stop…”

…I envied her.

“Senpai… Can you… tell Teacher to stop… Ngh…”

Not Seo Woojin,

but Han Sua, who was being held and caressed by him.

“…Haah…, Hah…”

“…Don’t stay quiet. Say it properly. …Like how you usually do when you record yourself for me.”

“I…, really… can’t… Senpai is listening… And Teacher… you’re so hard right now…”

“…Hurry up.”

“……Uu…”

“….”

“…I’m… gonna… cum…”

“…Why?”

“Because… Teacher is… ngh… playing with my nipples… so much…”

I didn’t know if it was because I was in heat right now,

but Han Sua, who was spouting not vulgarities but something closer to an adorable confession,

honestly—

…made me jealous.

So much that it hurt.

“…Keep your legs steady. Don’t keep trying to collapse.”

“It’s because… Teacher is teasing me so much…”

“…Then how about leaning against the wall for now…, …?”

And so, I immediately closed the distance between us.

Seo Woojin glanced over, probably intending to have Sua brace herself against the wall.

And his cock, barely visible between them, was already fully erect.

The atmosphere was so thick with tension that it felt like they’d start fucking any second.

But luckily, I made my presence known faster.

“What’s wrong, Student Council President?”

“Senpai…?”

“….”

…I hate it when you get all intimate with Sua like that.

At first, I just wanted to watch how much you’d do it with Sua and then demand even more than that. …But I can’t take it anymore.

I chewed on the words that had risen to the tip of my tongue before swallowing them back down.

I wasn’t as close to Seo Woojin as Yozora or Han Sua.

I was just someone he fucked to satisfy my heat. There was no way I could make such a ridiculous request.

But that didn’t mean there was no way at all.

After all, only three people—Yozora included—knew about my relationship with Seo Woojin.

To any outsider, we were just a normal teacher and student.

“…I want to get closer to you too, Teacher. Like Sua.”

“…Like Sua?”

Instead of asking him to stop with Sua,

I said I wanted to be like her.

“Yes. You said if I want to get close to a man… I should do this, right?”

“…With me, of all people?”

“…Yes.”

“There are other guys around, aren’t there? Male student council members, for one.”

“They’re all… weirdos…”

“How so?”

“One of them… stalked me…”

“…What a fucking loser.”

“Yeah… A total… loser…”

…Even though I’d called Seo Woojin a pervert countless times before.

Even though I’d been caught sniffing his shirt while masturbating.

Even though I’d told him the sex was just okay, that I was only doing it because I was in heat.

Playing the role of an innocent student with a crush on her teacher,

I playfully brushed my fingers against the tip of his cock, which was pressed against Sua’s ass.

Then, looking up into his eyes, already thick with lust, I whispered:

“I can make you feel good too, Teacher… Just like Sua…”

“….”

“I’ll do it a lot for you from now on…”

“….”

“Today… if you could just… make me feel good like you’re doing for Sua…”

“….”

“…Would that be okay?”

I wondered what Han Sua would’ve said in moments like this—

back when she was learning lewd things from Yozora,

back when she was still cute enough to stoke Seo Woojin’s possessiveness.

What words would she have used to be chosen by that pervert?

I imagined it as hard as I could.