Shameful Practice

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Niijima Emi was murdered! Her naked body lay in the center of the gymnasium. A new gymnastics ribbon was wrapped around her neck,
discovered by the clerk that morning. When Minako arrived at school, the classrooms were in an uproar over the incident. This was the first murder in the history of the private Aimi High School
, and the school administration and teachers were all visibly distressed.
The beautiful female teacher of the new gymnastics team had been murdered. Minako had seen Emi just yesterday, and she was
having sex with Kazama-sensei in the instructors' office. Was Kazama-sensei the murderer? Minako wanted to scream in terror. She couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe Kazama-sensei was the
murderer .
Why was Coach Emi killed? Kazama-sensei was the last person Coach Emi was with. What happened
between ?
If I continued to spy on them, would I witness the murder?
The phrase "naked murder" implies that she was killed before she could even put on her clothes after having sex with Kazama-sensei…
Minako shuddered at the thought of Kazama wrapping a dance ribbon around Emi's neck. Where was Kazama-sensei now
? Did he know about this? Or had he already run away…? No, Kazama-sensei wasn't that kind of person.
Amidst confusion and doubt, Minako heard the lunch break bell. In the crowded corridor, someone suddenly tapped Minako
on the shoulder. It was Sasaki Mariko, the Japanese language teacher and new gymnastics advisor. "
[Ito, assemble in the clubroom immediately, something very important.]" Minako immediately connected the dots, immediately thinking it must be about Emi's
murder . Many team members had already arrived in the clubroom and saw Kazama Takuzo.
Minako breathed a sigh of relief; the teacher wasn't the murderer after all. He hadn't run away…
Minako looked at Kazama, trying to glean something from his expression… but Kazama stood expressionless in the center of the room.
The clubroom wasn't large to begin with, and with Kazama, Mariko, and fifteen team members, it felt very crowded. Among the crowd, there was a
stranger who must be a detective.
Minako observed this sharp-eyed man from the corner of the room. He had a muscular build, a protruding belly, and not particularly long legs;
overall, he seemed rather large. "
[I'm Igarashi, in charge of this case. As you all know, Ms. Emi, the coach of the new gymnastics club, was murdered this morning,
strangled with the dance ribbons you all use every day. We must do our utmost to investigate this cruel case…]" The team members
were tense about the sudden murder and the detective's appearance.
Minako instinctively felt disgusted by Igarashi, ignoring his continued rambling and turning her gaze to Kazama.
Kazama, with his head slightly lowered and eyes closed, seemed to be trembling slightly. Whether he was grieving for his lover's death or
feeling , to Minako, Kazama was desperately trying to control his impulses.
"[The person in charge of this club is Ms. Kazama, right?]" Detective Igarashi suddenly said to Kazama. "
[Yes.] [What time did you practice until yesterday?] [I remember… around ten o'clock at night.]" "[So they practiced this late
. These lovely girls, still at school so late...]" At this moment, Mariko suddenly interjected, "[There's a
competition , and a qualifying round in ten days, of course they have to train rigorously.]" Detective Igarashi seemed surprised by Mariko's protest, but
still said to Kazama, "[After practice ended at 10 PM, who was the last person with the victim?]" "[Probably... me.
]" "[Probably, what does that mean?]" "[After practice, we talked in the instructor's room for an hour, and then I left alone
.]" "[What about the victim?]" "[She said she had to stay to organize some data...]" "[So, the victim was
alone in the physical education instructor's room after 11 PM, and then someone came... and killed her.]" "[Detective, do you think the murderer is an insider
and are you suspecting me? That's going too far.]" "[You were the last person with the victim, and then she was killed by someone. We
are responsible for investigating this matter.]" Kazama-sensei seemed about to speak, but seeing Igarashi's expression, he shut his mouth. Kazama-sensei
lied, saying he was discussing something with Coach Emi in the instructor's room... wasn't it actually sexual intercourse?
Minako thought it was only natural for Kazama-sensei to hide the truth from the detective; no matter what, he couldn't admit to having sex in the instructor's
room . Of course, Minako couldn't say she had seen it. Detective Igarashi asked the students a few questions and then left,
saying he would come back later.
After class in the afternoon, the entire team gathered in the gymnasium again. Many
felt When Kazama began his address, everyone became tense again about the selection competition ten days later.
"We've practiced to this level, and to give up now, I don't think the late Coach Niijima would want that. No matter what happens,
we can't stop. Only winning this competition is the best tribute to Coach Niijima, right?" "Yes!"
All the students answered with sorrow. And so, the new gymnastics club began practicing again today.
Minako Ito was no exception. She wanted to work up a sweat, to clear her mind, and tell herself that she had to practice with all her might
. First, everyone did flexibility exercises together. Then they practiced their own events.
Keiko Saotome, eighteen years old and a third-year student, was the best athlete at Aimi High School. Her beautiful movements were
the object of admiration for Minako and the other lower-year students.
[Minako, what are you daydreaming about!] Minako then noticed that upperclassmen Ranko Yamaoka and Mami Nakahara were standing on
either side of her. Minako inwardly cried out in alarm, but there was nothing she could do, because these two often bullied her.
Minako always had to obey her upperclassmen's orders. Not only did she have to wash their bodysuits, but she also had to wash their bras and panties. If
their bodysuits were torn, Minako had to mend them.
[Minako, do you know?] [What...] [About Coach Emi's body.] Ranko seemed unable to resist revealing
information that only she knew.
[I heard she was lying naked on the ground here.] A dance ribbon, a favorite of the instructor, was wrapped around her neck... and her thighs were spread wide apart...
[Ah... please stop talking.] Hearing Ranko's lewd tone, Minako couldn't help but cover her ears with her hands.
[Don't pretend to be innocent. I haven't finished yet.] This time it was Nakahara Mami's turn to speak: [Before Coach Emi was murdered, she was
raped by the killer. I heard that the killer's semen was found in her vagina.] Minako's face changed drastically. In her mind,
the scene of Kazama and Emi having sex like wild beasts was clearly visible.
[Was it raped while being strangled? The blood type can be easily determined from the semen, so the killer
can
be easily caught. Maybe it's Kazama-sensei.] [How could that be...] Seeing Minako's panicked look, Ranko and Mamiko couldn't help but chuckle. [I overheard Detective Igarashi talking to the clerk this morning.] Minako was shocked again. If semen was found in the physical examination
, it was undoubtedly Kazama-sensei's.
The most reasonable guess is that Minako killed Coach Emi after leaving. Why move the ball to
the very center ? Why would the murderer do something that would allow others to discover it early?
[Ito, come here.] Minako, who was thinking about the murder, was startled when she suddenly heard Kazama call her.
[Ito, you don't have time to chat. Your worst skill is your ball skills, practice them for me right now.] [Yes.]
Kazama sensei was going to give Minako individual training, which would not only free her from Ranko and Mami's entanglements, but also allow her to receive
guidance from her most admired teacher, Kazama-sensei. Minako immediately performed excitedly in front of Kazama-sensei.
The new gymnastics included individual techniques such as ribbon dancing, ball dancing, and stick dancing, as well as team events, and she had to be familiar with each one.
Minako had been practicing since junior high school. But she wasn't proficient enough yet. She played with the ball in her palm and then tossed it high into the air. During this
time, she also had to do splits, forward rolls, and other movements, and the movements had to be graceful.
[Stop!] Minako's performance was interrupted.
[What kind of jumping is that! It's like a frog jumping. Your legs aren't straight, and your toes have no expression. It's not just
about !] [Yes.] [Your hip joint seems very stiff.] [Yes…] [Stand here.] Minako was ordered to
stand at attention in front of Kazama.
[Raise your left leg to my shoulder.] Feeling somewhat embarrassed by Kazama seeing her raise her leg from the front, Minako
told herself it was training, so she raised her left leg.
The instant she raised it, Minako's left leg suddenly landed on Kazama's shoulder—
the inevitable result of Kazama leaning towards her as she raised her leg. But Minako panicked, and with her left leg on Kazama's shoulder, she couldn't put it down.
[You also need to straighten your hip joint.] After giving the order, Kazama pulled Minako's waist towards him, simultaneously raising her left leg to 180
degrees.
[Ah! It hurts… Teacher…] [Your hip joint is too stiff here; it needs to be able to straighten.] As Kazama spoke, he massaged Minako's thighs like
a massage therapist
In that place…please don't do this…Kazama-sensei, why are you torturing me like this
…Why do you make me pose like this in front of you…"
Minako blushed crimson. But she encouraged herself, telling herself this was practice, and Kazama-sensei's special training for her
, she couldn't be shy… "
[Your body is swaying! Use your hands to maintain your balance!]" Kazama reprimanded her without hesitation. Sweat beaded on Minako's skin.
"[Switch legs!]" Minako placed her other leg on Kazama's shoulder. She saw Yamaoka Ranko and Nakahara Mami watching,
whispering amongst themselves. They'd definitely say Kazama-sensei was biased; a girl's jealousy is terrifying. She was worried about being
bullied …
"[Ouch…]" Kazama pulled Minako's raised leg onto his head. Minako felt even more embarrassed; her white
bodysuit was soaked with sweat, and her thin briefs were almost see-through.
Spreading her legs 180 degrees, her buttocks naturally sank into the crease. Not very full, but her firm, snow-white buttocks
were mostly exposed. The tight-fitting clothes clung to her skin, affecting her movements… Ah… Kazama-sensei's hand is touching her inner thigh again…
Don't rub there… I can't take it… Ah…
It's touching my cleft… My waist too… It's sexy there… Teacher…
I don't want to…
After lowering her thighs, Kazama made her sit on the floor and begin upper body bending exercises. Again, she had to spread her legs,
bending her upper body forward, backward, and to the sides. Due to Kazama's forceful pressure, Minako endured a pain as if her bones were about to break.
Minako realized she had reached a state beyond her control. When physical strength is pushed to the limit, the body feels strangely
relaxed, and the mind enters a state of emptiness. It's as if her body is floating in mid-air, and she is looking at her
body from another place.
Minako felt herself becoming wet, and through the thin tight-fitting clothes, she could feel Kazama's fingers on her body, feeling
excitement and tension, an indescribable pleasure.
When Kazama's breath hit her neck, it felt like an electric current ran through her body. Kazama's fingers seemed to know her erogenous zones,
massaging precisely in those spots.
"Teacher…don't do this…I can't take it…your fingers are there…
you'll find I'm already wet…"
Just then, Minako sensed something unusual, her whole body tensing. "What is it? Ah! It's touching my back……
It's not Kazama-sensei's fingers…it's a penis!
And it's erect…what should I do…" Kazama-sensei pressed his erect penis against her back and twisted it…
"No! Don't do this…Kazama-sensei is too dirty…don't touch my body…
that person who touched the genitals of the deceased Emi-sensei…I saw it. And he lied to the detective. Seeing Emi-sensei's body, you felt nothing? Are you such a cold person? Don't you care that your lover died?
Teacher, please tell me, it really wasn't you who killed Emi-sensei…What are you thinking? Teacher is so dirty! I hate you, teacher."
Minako, caught between reality and fantasy, descended into a state of mental derangement. As if a thread had suddenly snapped, Minako fainted.
Kazama looked surprised, but quickly regained his composure and shouted, "[Quick, help! Take her to the infirmary. It seems like she's anemic.]" As everyone gathered around, Sasaki Mariko picked up Minako.

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