Youth Romance

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The prelude,

"Enduring—it's bad for your health,"

a deep voice chuckled in his ear.

"Even if...it's good to make a sound..."

He wanted to hear his cute voice... the sound mixed with his breathing, already
sweet enough to directly affect his lower body, but deliberately shifted to a particularly sexy mode.

"Mmm...mmm...uh...mmm..."

This was a scene in the dormitory of the Tori Academy High School, an all-boys boarding school...

On the bed bathed in pale moonlight, Inaba Akito covered his mouth with his hand, pressing his head tightly.

"Hmm? Is there something you want to say? I don't understand at all."

Pressing Akito down on the bed with a body that seemed even stronger than his appearance, and looking at
Akito with sweet eyes, was his roommate, Ichijo Fuyuhiko. He was the student council president, known for his upright character and super cool demeanor.

Although they hadn't known each other for long, the Fuyuhiko that Akito knew shouldn't be the
kind of person who would pursue a man with such a sweet smile.

"Come on... take that hand off the blockage..."

Completely ignoring Akito's astonished gaze, Fuyuhiko
urged him in a tone as if speaking to a disobedient child. His slender fingers gently yet forcefully pulled away Akito's hands covering his mouth.

"Answer quickly and concisely... isn't that our school's rule?"

"Come on, please speak." To demonstrate this attitude, Fuyuhiko deliberately brought his ear closer to Akito. Akito
couldn't help but bite his lip.

"I told you I didn't want to... I'd rather die than..."

How could anyone else hear that shameful sound...?

Removing the hand covering his mouth, Akito, filled with hatred, tugged at Fuyuhiko's ear, which was so close to his

face. But the burning member buried inside him immediately and cruelly pierced through Akito as punishment.

"Ah... no..."

Unable to stop in time, Akito grabbed Fuyuhiko's pajamas collar and let out a sound like a wail.

And at that moment, Fuyuhiko's wicked smile appeared.

"It's okay, they can't hear us next door. The walls here are pretty thick..."

Though he murmured gently, Fuyuhiko thrust even harder.

"Mmm... Ugh..."

"Oh... You really are quite shy. Or do you not believe what I'm saying?"

His voice lowered as if he had been hurt. But judging from how skillfully he used his hips to make Akito
cry , it was clear that he actually found it very amusing.

"Mmm... Mmm. Mmm..."

Akito forced back the gasps that were rising in his throat.

If he didn't, he didn't know what inappropriate
things he might say, caught up in the sweet pleasure surging through his lower abdomen.

Besides, Akito didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that they couldn't hear them.

No... even if the walls of the room were as thick as a space fortress, this woman-like sound...
he would never let it leak out. To cry because of pleasure from a man was a lifelong shame.

So… (I’ll never let go of this hand…)

He silently vowed in his heart, then covered his mouth with both hands again. With tear-filled eyes, Akito
glared fiercely at Fuyuhiko’s handsome profile in the moonlight.

“There’s really no way… I surrender. My lovely… clueless Akito…”

Though the smile was cold, his warm hand gently stroked Akito’s hair as if offering comfort.

“I won’t deceive you again, so let go…”

He gently took Akito’s hand, intertwining their fingers… and pressed it against the pillow.

Next,
he felt
The feeling of that still-erect organ withdrawing from the entrance made Akito tremble involuntarily. He breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a pang of regret.
Noticing his own feelings, Akito hurriedly turned his head away.

Suddenly, warm liquid slid down his cheek.

"I'm sorry, I made you cry..."

Fuyuhiko's sweet-smelling fingers gently wiped Akito's wet eyes.

"—..."

Seeing Akito look up in surprise, Fuyuhiko smiled.

"...You really thought I'd say something so gentle?"

"Eh..."

Akito tried to pull away from the malicious smile before him, but it was too late. Fuyuhiko thrust his already withdrawn
member into Akito's body in one swift motion.

"Pull... Ahh... Mmm!"

The thrusting and withdrawing felt like prying open Akito's narrow body, relentlessly launching an attack.

"No! Ahh..."

The hard tip repeatedly collided with the most sensitive spot inside, and Akito couldn't help but gasp ecstatically.

"I knew it... You actually... always wanted to be like this, didn't you..."

"Mmm... Ahh... Mmm..."

(Liar, right...?)

Suddenly realizing that the sweet, pleading sound was coming from his own mouth, Akito tried to cover it
. But unfortunately, his hands were already firmly pressed against his ears by Fuyuhiko.

"Let, let me go! Please let me go..."

"No."

Just as his model student demeanor during the day was an act, Fuyuhiko smiled radiantly. "If you let go, Akito
will once again act like a lady and endure that cute voice."

"Ah... of course!"

"But I hate seeing you make that painful face..."

Seeing that handsome face showing such pain in front of him, even Akito felt
a pang of pain in his heart. And Fuyuhiko took advantage of that momentary opening, grabbed Akito's head, and penetrated to the deepest part of his body.

"Ah, ahh..."

The uncontrollable sounds finally disappeared into the sweet kiss.

(Why... why did I do this with this guy... why, why?)

Driven by the desire emanating from their intertwined bodies, Akito
screamed this in his blank mind.

His roommate is the Ice Emperor?

"A double room is a joke!"

In a room in the luxurious dormitory of the all-boys boarding school, Shiratori Academy.

Akito, who transferred to this school during the delicate time of his second semester of sophomore year, lay
on his bed still in his uniform, muttering complaints.

"Isn't this a school for rich kids? They charge such high tuition but don't even give us
single rooms… This is fraud! This is definitely fraud!"

He sighed, burying his head in the soft pillow he was holding.

"Everything else is fine…"

Indeed, the double room was quite spacious, with a soft carpet on the floor.
The bed was also extra-large, large enough for a developing boy to stretch out comfortably.

Not only the bed, but even the bathroom was like a luxury hotel; calling it fraud was a bit of
an exaggeration .

But for Akito, who had lived in a lockable single room since childhood

, having to share a room with a stranger every day for the next year and a half before graduation was simply unbearable
.

Akito arrived in Shiratori a week ago. It was the first day of a very sunny second semester.

The campus, with its vast green spaces, includes classrooms for junior and senior high school students, as well as
dormitories , stretching out like outstretched wings connecting the east and west sides.

Further north, furthest from the entrance, against the backdrop of the forest behind the mountain, stands a church.

"Could I have chosen the wrong school…?"

Just as Akito was having this thought, the church bells suddenly rang in his ears.

They were solemn bells that could move one's heart.

It must be around the time of the opening ceremony. Students in dark uniforms were pouring into the church from
the dormitories . Akito, watching this scene from the window of the reception room in the principal's office, still
had the illusion that he was lost in a European boarding school.

(It's the dead of summer, yet they require us to wear uniform jackets, how unbearable…)

That's what Akito had thought when he heard about this while processing his transfer. But in reality, the entire
building has excellent air conditioning, so there was no problem at all. And if I get used to wearing a jacket now
, it shouldn't be a problem even after I start working...

If I find I can't stand it, then I can just find a job where I only need to wear short sleeves in the summer
.

Lost in thought, Akito leaned against the window of the reception room.

He listened to the chorus coming from the church.

Hymns... something completely foreign to Akito, who was already so grown up. But
the melody reaching his ears now felt comforting to the currently heartbroken Akito. It was probably the choir from the middle school
. The harmonies were like angelic voices. Although he wasn't a Christian, listening to them naturally
evoked a desire to praise God.

"From today onwards, I will live a quiet and elegant life in this boys' school... Let's
start over ."

With this resolve in his heart, Akito deliberately leaned out of the classically styled window. At that moment, looking at
the church, he heard the heavy tolling of bells again. Akito couldn't help but look down at the large bell near the spire
. In that instant, Akito couldn't help but gasp. His gaze met
that of . The brief eye contact sent a surge of heat through him. Akito hurriedly moved away
from the window and sat back down on his desk.

"Who was that…?"

It was a handsome man. But his features weren't feminine. He possessed a striking, almost masculine, handsomeness, yet
without any hint of frivolity.

"The church… the black-haired angel?"

Realizing his own words, Akito blushed deeply.

"How could I say… such a shameful line…?"

Suddenly feeling hot, Akito frantically fanned his collar.

"I told you not to let the atmosphere affect you so easily…"

He couldn't help but criticize his reaction, adjusting his tie.

Just as the blush faded, his homeroom teacher came to greet him
after .

Facing the students of Class 2-A returning from the church, Akito stood before the blackboard.

"He's a member of this class from today onwards, his name is Inaba Akito, everyone get along well..."

"Nice to meet you..."

The homeroom teacher was a young and good-looking physical education teacher—Kaoyama. After he loudly introduced Akito,
Akito could only lower his head and greet him. First impressions are the most important... that's Akito's philosophy.

As if in response, weak whistles came from all over the classroom.

(Sigh...)

Akito couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Even if they were pampered young masters, their reactions in this place would be no
different from ordinary people.

If a beautiful girl with a good figure were standing here, she would probably receive a warmer welcome.

But this is a monastic school, so of course there are only male transfer students.

It's just that there's one more boy in a classroom full of men.

On the contrary, if he received a warm welcome, Akito would probably feel overwhelmed.

Anyway, it seems like he should be able to make one or two friends smoothly, and then he just needs to try to live a quiet school life without
attracting attention ... Transferring to this school at such a delicate time feels like
there's something fishy going on, and he doesn't want to draw attention to it. And Akito does indeed have a hidden reason,
which makes it even worse.

He did use the excuse that "his parents were transferred abroad, and he had to stay behind alone to take exams" to
get into this boarding school. But in reality,
his parents, who donated a large sum to the school for this reason, live in a mansion in the Yamanote
Line .

Yes, his father does frequently travel abroad for work, but the transfer story is a huge lie.

In other words, Akito's transfer to Shiratori at this time wasn't due to family factors, but entirely due to
his own. To explain in detail... it's

about women. It sounds simple, but it's not actually because of his relationships with female students that the school...
The excuse of being caught and forced to transfer schools is something we see everywhere. His previous school had a fairly open-minded atmosphere;
interactions between opposite sexes weren't usually a focus of attention for the school, teachers, or alumni association.

In this economically difficult time, adults also have their own struggles. In that band-like
environment, Akito, who had been voted "most desired boyfriend" by all the girls in the school for 15 consecutive months after enrolling, was living a very comfortable and carefree life. And it's understandable that
Akito believed he was "the best man in the world" under these circumstances . However… perhaps it was his height of only around 170 cm, or perhaps he was too conservative during sex , but in the final vote of the first semester, Akito's undisputed first place was snatched away by his best friend, Izumozaki Harumi. And that wasn't all; even his girlfriend, the student idol Midorikawa Reika, immediately dumped him for Harumi , which was a huge blow to Akito. She waved goodbye cutely and then deliberately kissed Harumi in front of Akito… That's just too much, Rika… Of course, this rumor quickly spread throughout the entire school, causing Akito's popularity to plummet. This was, of course, an unacceptable result for him. Girls who used to exclaim, "Ah! Akito's so handsome!" now secretly smirked. This blow was a nightmare for the once-dominant prince of the academy, who was extremely popular with girls and reigned supreme over all the boys. Of course, it's rare for something so trivial to lead to a transfer; normally, one would just have to endure it until everyone forgot about the laughingstock. But for the proud Akito, this was an impossible choice. Besides, Akito was completely different from when he was the academy prince; why should he endure the pointing fingers and whispers on campus? It was utterly unbearable. So Akito told his doting parents, "I want to try for a more prestigious university..." and used his family situation as an excuse to transfer to Shiratori Academy after summer vacation, a school he couldn't directly attend from home. Having experienced this unspeakable situation, Akito moved into the dormitory. His life at Shiratori smoothly entered its second week. "Today's finally over..." The higher-level lectures than he'd imagined left Akito too exhausted to even take off his uniform jacket upon returning to the dormitory, collapsing onto his bed. "Everyone's seriously trying to get into T University. I'm exhausted." Akito rolled around on the bed, hugging his soft feather pillow. The comfortable bed supported his weight. "Hoo ..." Sighing as he rubbed against the pillow, this was his favorite time of day. Although he'd made friends, none could truly be considered close. Perhaps it was his pride, but Akito couldn't help but act like a well-behaved rich kid in front of others. In his previous school, he had to maintain a princely demeanor because he was self-conscious about girls' stares. This caused him a certain fatigue, but at least it was rewarding. But in this school, it was just self-inflicted suffering… It was one thing in front of cute girls, but maintaining a facade in front of a bunch of men was unnecessary. However, given his personality, Akito couldn't help but put on a show. If it were his usual self , it wouldn't be so bad, but when he was concerned, Akito was playing a completely different person. "I'm such a good actor…" He couldn't help but think, "I might as well go into the entertainment industry…" But… "If only I had a single room…" His thoughts eventually returned to that. Performing a different persona outside meant he could at least relax and unwind . But a double room wouldn't allow that. Of course, it was easier to see his true personality in the classroom than in the classroom, but it was still a hundred times better than his personality at home. Because the person was stubborn and inflexible. Ichijo Fuyuhiko… (Could he have a mother complex?) …Influenced by a popular old drama, the name that makes me wonder might be the only weakness I can find in him. He's a model student. He also possesses a cool, handsome appearance and an ideal height… His eyes, behind his silver-rimmed glasses, gleam with a cold light; the title 'Ice Emperor' is widely , and he's the student council president of Shiratori High School. This is Akito's roommate. And, at the opening ceremony, the "church angel" who rang the bell was none other than Ichijo Fuyuhiko. "What was I thinking back then…?" Although he didn't know the object of his affection was that annoying Fuyuhiko, Akito bit his lip hard, remembering how he'd momentarily stared at him . "That guy is only good-looking!" Actually, it's not just his face; academically, Fuyuhiko has been a super scholar, ranking first in all subjects since middle school . And he's also an all-around athlete. Thankfully, Shiratori is a monastic school; otherwise, there would be no one more annoying than this. Even with Akito's strong personality, he had no ambition to become a prince in Shiratori Academy, where everyone except men is still a man. But he still really disliked this all-rounder type. Not only was that guy in his class, but he even sat next to him. He had no . It was like a triple whammy of misfortune. Just when his male pride was wounded and he had to transfer schools, he encountered this situation in the new place… (Ah, did I do something I shouldn't have done…) Akito couldn't help but want to cry out to the Christ statue on the wall. He wondered if his homeroom teacher, Koyama I, had said something about "taking care of Inaba," because Ichifumi Hiko, the source of his nightmare, kept finding various reasons to care about him. It felt less like taking care of him and more like being monitored. It was unbearable. He was always nagging . And these were all trivial things, like a bow tie not being tied properly, or coming out of the bathroom without drying off.

It's such a small thing. Whether in the classroom or the dormitory, there's never a moment of peace. At this rate, I might even get a stomach perforation
from the stress.

(Could this be some kind of bullying...?)

Even such impossible thoughts have surfaced.

Like today, I was just playing with my pen for a moment in class, and that guy, without even looking up, mocked me
with, "Are you an elementary school student?"

"Damn it..."

Akito bit his lower lip and gripped the corner of his pillow tightly.

Regret and shame swirled in his mind like a mixed ice cream, forming a spiral pattern.

"You're just jealous of my good looks!"

But if he really asked the magic mirror, it would definitely give an answer like 'one is more handsome.' That's
it, so being treated like an idiot by that top student is even more unbearable for Akito's male pride
.

"I can't take it anymore..."

Trying to calm his body, which was heating up with anger, Akito hugged his pillow and closed his eyes.

"Hmm..."

The bad thing is, the body that was heating up with anger has triggered another kind of heat.

"You're... kidding me..."

He remembered getting up, but his hand had already succumbed to desire.

He couldn't help but sadly think that men were all pathetic creatures controlled by their lower bodies.

Ignoring Akito's consciousness, his left hand hesitantly reached down to his lower abdomen.

"I can't help it... I'm a healthy man too..."

After finding a reason to justify himself, Akito grasped his burning and aching member.

"Ugh..."

He couldn't help but utter a sound from just the touch on his clothes.

"Ah... it's all because of that guy... making me... endure for so long—" Ignoring his own
desire for pleasure, Akito blamed everything on the person he shared a room with.

Then, without hesitation, he pulled down his zipper.

"Ugh..." He reached inside through the opening.

Freed from the restraints of his underwear, Akito's organ stood erect. "Ah... ah
..."

The pleasure from the touch he hadn't experienced in so long made Akito's vision blur.

"If it were a single room, I could do whatever I wanted..."

Akito sighed, glancing at the white door facing the corridor.

Although the door was locked, he wasn't sure when Fuyuhiko would return.
He definitely didn't want that guy to see him doing this. In this Shiratori dorm, where all the rooms were double, how the other boys, still developing,
dealt with their urges was a mystery, but Fuyuhiko didn't seem to have any such worries. Akito, who didn't
want Fuyuhiko, who seemed utterly devoid of sexual desire, to exploit his weakness, had been suppressing his healthy masturbation...

A week was definitely his limit...

"Hmm... Ah..."

Akito's organ had already become erect with just a light touch of his finger.

Even without someone he longed for, he was still at an age where he could easily get an erection.

(Inappropriate release isn't good for the body...)

Thinking this to himself, Akito carefully grasped the part of himself that was peeking out from between his clothes.

"Ah..."

Instantly, a sweet current surged up his thigh.

"Haa...ah..."

He tried to suppress the pleasure, but the sound leaked out.

(Oh no. I need to go to the toilet or the bathroom...)

Although his mind was clear, his body wouldn't stop.

"Hmm...ah..."

Although his mind was trying to stop, Akito's penis kept swelling in his hand.

"Haa...ah..."

He bit his lip, intently caressing that part.

"Hmm...hmm..."

His slightly long bangs were sticking to his forehead with sweat, and he kept making muffled breathing sounds.

The heat coming from inside his body made him tremble.

"Ah, ahh..."

His body was close to climax, and his mind could no longer think. "No...I can't...take it..."

Just as he involuntarily let out a sound, the door to the room opened.

It was as if they deliberately chose this time to come in, a really bad timing.

"...Ugh."

Just before reaching his climax, Akito was still holding his penis in his hand and swallowed hard on the bed
.

Fuyuhiko, who knew exactly what was going on, closed the door as if he hadn't noticed and walked to the bedside.

(I'll get yelled at... I'll be treated like an idiot... I'll get yelled at.)

Which one of these would it be?

Fuyuhiko stopped beside Akito's bed, whose body tensed up at this realization, and reached out to
pull up .

"If you're not careful, people outside will see you."

"Huh, ah... yeah."

To Akito, who nodded without knowing how to answer, Fuyuhiko gave him a meaningful look through his glasses.

"If it's just that, it's fine, but sometimes there are people who take pictures of you secretly."

After saying that, he walked back to his desk as if nothing had happened.

"Taking pictures secretly, what's the point of doing that?"

"To sell, or... use."

"Use..."

Akito asked incredulously to Fuyuhiko, who was already facing the desk and doing his homework.

As if noticing Akito's gaze, Fuyuhiko looked up.

"A prop for this kind of situation..."

He pointed the end of the pen he was holding in the direction of Akito, who was comforting himself, and then
turned back to his homework as if he wasn't interested.

"Ah... um... this is..."

Frozen on the bed, Akito couldn't speak intermittently.

After adjusting his glasses with his fingers, Fuyuhiko said emotionlessly, "You don't have to
mind me, it's fine to continue."

How could he...do that?!

Don't be ridiculous!

(You may not mind, but I do!)

Akito screamed internally, then turned his flushed face away from Fuyuhiko. He wasn't some... pervert who got more aroused when others
were watching him ; self-comfort in front of others was simply impossible. Besides...
…Akito has a very troubling quirk. When he feels really good, he can't control his
moans. Even though he's a guy.

Now that he thinks about it, his sudden drop in popularity might be because this got out.

The most likely source of that information is, of course, his girlfriend at the time—Rika.

Caught up in her eager advances, did he accidentally let his moans out?

Akito couldn't help but sigh.

(What's wrong with making noise…it feels really good…)

He pouted, mentally shouting.

(I've done everything I could, so it's alright, right!)

But even if he thinks it through like this, if he were a girl and his boyfriend

was moaning and groaning, he'd still hate it. Anyway, it's all over now, it has nothing to do with him anymore.

(Hmph)

Lost in his disgust for others, Akito buried his face in his pillow and sighed. Let bygones be bygones
; the biggest problem now is how to deal with his surging desires in front of this cold-blooded student council president
. After racking his brains, sweating profusely, Akito came up with a rather passive solution.

"I'll take a shower..."

He thought of this obvious solution.

Although he was bothered by Fuyuhiko's reaction, that was all the other man had said.

"Is that so? Then please take your time."

"...Yes, that's what I was thinking too."

Keeping an eye on whether Fuyuhiko was looking this way, Akito slowly got up.

He quickly straightened his clothes and threw his wrinkled coat onto the bed.

Then, with slightly trembling steps, he walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as he made sure the door connecting to the dressing room was closed, Akito sat down on the spot.

"I can't believe it..."

He composed himself, almost roughly pulled down his pants,
exposing .

Spreading his legs, Akito continued what Fuyuhiko had interrupted on the cold floor.

"Seriously, what an annoying guy..."

Even seeing his roommate's shameful act, his expression didn't change at all. Could he really be impotent
?

Although he cursed Fuyuhiko in his heart, he certainly didn't want the other man to tease him about it.

It felt like he was the only one with this desire, which was utterly humiliating.

"He doesn't even know how to socialize with others..."

(But he didn't want Fuyuhiko to comfort him either...)

"No, no way, that can't be..."

Akito shook his head violently. He tried to refocus his attention on the desire to comfort himself.

But once a thought surfaced in his mind, it wasn't so easy to forget.

How did Fuyuhiko usually masturbate...

"Ah...ha...ahhh..."

(Oh no!)

Because of this unnecessary imagination, Akito actually
ejaculated while thinking about that hateful roommate's face.

"...Ugh."

When he finally calmed down, Akito's entire face was flushed.

"I...I...what was I thinking just now?"

He quickly took off his clothes and turned on the shower. The warm water kept stimulating his
sensitive skin that had just been relieved. He couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, but Fuyuhiko's handsome face appeared in his mind, and his lower body reflexively
began to ache.

"Stop joking..."

Akito hurriedly turned the hot water to cold water and poured it over his head.

It finally worked; his body and mind finally calmed down.

Relieved, Akito dried his hair with a towel and stepped out of the bathroom.

But, unfortunately, just as he closed the door, his eyes met Fuyuhiko's.

"Ah...whoa..."

He hadn't felt anything before, but now that Fuyuhiko had seen his naked body, he felt incredibly embarrassed.

Akito's face flushed red, and he quickly wrapped the towel around his body.

But Fuyuhiko only said one sentence:

"The water will wet the carpet. Dry yourself before you come out; I've told you that many times before."

His voice was exactly the same as before, cold and indifferent. But it made Akito feel even more uncomfortable than before.

"I know. Just don't step out of the bathroom until you're dry!"

Turning 180 degrees, Akito roughly opened the door he had just stepped out of.

"Our school's student council president is really something else..."

To Akito, who was about to return to the bathroom after saying this, Fuyuhiko simply sighed.

"He clearly knows what to do, yet he keeps repeating the same mistakes. Is Inaba's brain on
par with a kindergarten student's...?"

"Ugh..."

Akito couldn't refute this comment and could only secretly wipe away tears of regret.

This happened that night... Akito, unable to sleep due to his heightened anger,
was finally starting to feel sleepy in the middle of the night. Suddenly, he felt short of breath. Akito couldn't help but open his eyes,
but it was pitch black all around him; he couldn't see anything. Strange... something was wrong. Even in the middle of the night,
there should be light sources like nightlights and moonlight... And, he
felt like his body was being restrained.

He tried to move his limbs, but they were bound and he couldn't move.

"Wh... what's wrong..."

(This, could it be... sleep paralysis?)

The thought instantly flashed through his mind. If that's really the case, then it's Akito's first experience.

(Sob...)

He kept reassuring himself that it wasn't some kind of mental phenomenon, just
a hallucination .

But the fact that he couldn't see anything despite his unobstructed vision only made him more uneasy.

Could it be that some horrific tragedy happened in this room before?

And now, a ghost that hasn't yet attained enlightenment is here to warn Akito about something?

Yes, maybe the person who slept in this bed before was the murderer, and that ghost wants
Akito, who is sleeping here now, to pay for the resentment that couldn't be made amends in life.

"Liar... It's not my business..."

Maybe that's why he was able to move in at this time. Now that he thinks about it, it's so easy that there will be an empty spot.
It's so strange that he moved in here. Ichijo Fuyuhiko must have
been chosen because he's the cold-blooded type who can't see ghosts, and can sleep peacefully even in a room where a tragedy occurred. Then, because the ghost had been ignored for so long,

he finally couldn't hold back his accumulated resentment and decided to take revenge on Akito tonight... It started with sleep paralysis...

and then , and then...

"Wow! No way..."

Terrifying images automatically began to surface in his mind, and Akito couldn't help but shake his head.

"Please don't drag me into this!"

But even if he begged like that, the other party wouldn't easily listen. Even Akito himself thought so.

(Right! There's still Ichijo! If it's that guy, he must be able to do something...)

Just as he couldn't help but want to ask Fuyuhiko in the next bed for help, he suddenly came to his senses.

If, as Akito imagined, Fuyuhiko was the type who didn't have any inspiration at all...

'Don't disturb people's sleep in the middle of the night for some inexplicable reason...'

After saying that coldly, he went back to sleep... The possibility was too high.

Then, rumors like, "Even at his age, Inaba is still afraid of ghosts," will spread
to those who don't know the truth, and he'll become a laughingstock. The school must be afraid of lowering enrollment rates, so they're not letting ordinary students
know about this. Although he doesn't want to be tortured by the ghost, he'd rather not become a laughingstock.

So he decides to give up on asking Fuyuhiko for help and grits his teeth to endure his fear.
It's better to be killed by an unknown ghost than to ask Fuyuhiko, who always treats Akito like a fool (that's what he thinks).

(But Hoshi... is still terrifying!)

Akito, thinking this to himself, suddenly feels a whooshing breath on his neck.

(Waaah! Waaah!)

Overwhelmed by fear, he can't even make a sound.

(Damn it! Why is it pressing on me instead of that guy?)

If Fuyuhiko hears this, he'll definitely sneer and say, "That's just how you behave normally." But
if he could take the place of the ghost, he should go find that excellent student council president...

Akito seriously starts thinking about negotiating a trade with the ghost to change targets.

He suddenly remembered what his younger brother, Snowman, had said during a summer TV special about strange occurrences.

"When you experience sleep paralysis, the best thing to do, rather than struggling, is to stay still."
The adorable face of his brother, the most popular student at the all-boys private middle school near their home, now
floated . (Right. The key is not to move…) Akito obediently breathed softly,
waiting for the ghost to leave him. Then he began reciting a verse from the Bible that he had just remembered. Because it was a
Christian school, there were Bible lessons at Shiratori. (Our Father in heaven…) As soon as he recited
it, the effect was remarkable. The weight that had been pressing on his chest suddenly lightened.

However, he seemed to hear a soft laugh, but fear prevented him from investigating the reason. Although he still couldn't move
his limbs , at least he could breathe freely, so 'that thing' must have
left Akito.

(Great! Evil spirits begone—)

Just as he was feeling smug, he felt a cool sensation on his chest, which had become lighter.

It was as if… all the buttons on his pajamas had been undone.

(What…)

He swallowed hard, then felt something wet and warm touch his chest.

"Whoa…"

The indescribable sensation made him let out a strange sound.

Well, there was no way around it. After all, no one had ever licked that area before.

"Ah…"

A spot on his chest (he later realized it was where his nipples were) was being targeted,
and Akito trembled at the feeling he had never experienced before.

"Wait… I don’t know what you’re planning to do… but this isn’t fun at all…"

After the warm sensation left, the feeling of liquid evaporating from the tip sent a shiver down his spine.

"…Ah…"

Then a soft tongue wrapped around him again…

"Ah…ha…"

After this happened a few times, Akito slowly felt his lower body begin to stir.

"Mmm..." Oh

no... It feels so good...)

Akito's thoughts seemed to be conveyed to the other, as the tongue lightly licked the
tip .

"Ah... Mmm..."

A sound he couldn't help but let out. Akito's face turned pale. Oh no... If things go wrong,
Fuyuhiko might even hear this sound.

Because he couldn't move his hands, he could only bite his lip hard to endure not making a sound.

As a result, the rather skillful ghost seemed to have seen through this, attacking with even sweeter caresses.

"No... Ah..."

Just when Akito was about to succumb to pleasure, he suddenly came to his senses. (How

could I ... let this ghost of unknown origin play with me...) He tried hard to urge

his endurance on, and in order to escape this situation, he began to negotiate with the object that didn't exist at all.

"You can't become a Buddha by doing this to me."

As soon as he said it, Akito heard a laugh on his chest.

"Or is it that Christianity doesn't have the word 'become a Buddha'?"

It only worked after reciting a verse from the Bible...

"Wow... Hahahaha..."

This time, the other person laughed as if they finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Indeed... it's useless."

"Wow! You, you can talk?"

Just as he was about to say that, Akito suddenly noticed a possibility.

"You... you're not a ghost, are you?"

"You guessed it!"

The cheerful-looking man laughed again.

"You're lying... So, who are you?"

If the darkness wasn't due to a supernatural phenomenon, then his eyes were being covered?

(In other words, a thief or something?)

But why would he do something like that?

That kind of thing... of course, refers to the act of confining someone and licking and sucking their breasts.
Could it be a pervert who broke into the boys' dormitory and committed indecent acts against male students?

"Ugh! Let me go... —..."

In this situation, it was no longer up to him whether he wanted to or not. Akito desperately
pleaded with Fuyuhiko, who was supposed to be sleeping in the next bed.

"Please wake up! I'm begging you!"

But the person who had pressed down on Akito again chuckled indifferently.

"It's no use. No matter how long you scream, no one will come to save you."

"Huh?"

Akito's body trembled.

"Wh...why?"

Could it be...impossible...?

"You didn't kill that guy, did you?"

Akito asked fearfully, only to be met with laughter.

"The answer is no."

"Then...why?"

Was it some kind of method to put Fuyuhiko to sleep with drugs...? Otherwise, he should have woken up by now with this commotion
.

" "Let me answer you,"

the person said in a very serious voice.

"There was a sexually frustrated boy. In a pure boys' academy, he desperately wanted to release his physical
desires."

"Wh-what? Don't talk like a fortune teller!"

"Yes, yes..."

The person continued to laugh.

"A god who felt sorry for the boy decided to give him someone he could vent to in his dreams."

But... the man lowered his voice, "...only in dreams..."

"Huh?"

Akito asked blankly,

"What are you talking about?"

"So... this is just a dream..."

"Eh!"

Akito reacted with distrust to the person trying so hard to convince him.

"You don't believe me?"

The man wasn't discouraged, whispering in Akito's ear, "Isn't that obvious? You think I'm an idiot
!"

"I didn't mean that..."

So... why... why did he do this to me...?

Feeling the burning breath on his ear, Akito's body trembled. The other person passionately brought his lips close to
Akito's neck and continued.

"Don't you think it's better to think it's a dream than for a ghost to do this?"

"Um... no..."

His chest was being sucked, and Akito couldn't help but shake his head.

If only his hands could move, at least his voice wouldn't be heard by this unknown person.

"What...do you want to do to me..."

"Hmm...what should I do?"

The lips whispered again, pressing against Akito's ear.

"I'll teach you...something that feels good..."

"No...no need..."

"Then, would you prefer it to hurt a little? Or would you rather be made to cry?"

Akito shook his head silently. He didn't want to play along with either of those things if the other person was a man. Although he had once accidentally reached orgasm

while thinking about Fuyuhiko's face, that was an accident. Whether in reality or in dreams, he hoped his partner would be a cute girl. But... ( Who is this person...?) Almost all the conversations were whispered in Akito's ear or while caressing his body, so the voice quality was hard to discern. But it felt like he had heard that voice somewhere before... Of course, Fuyuhiko completely ruled out any possibility. No matter how he thought about it, the cheerful guy on top of him couldn't be Fuyuhiko's personality. Besides, Fuyuhiko was the kind of person who had absolutely no connection to the word "sexual desire." He certainly wouldn't have any interest in attacking men . (And besides, it's even less likely that the person would be me...) Then... is there any chance? The face of their homeroom teacher, Xiangshan, floated into his mind, but Akito immediately dismissed the thought. Although Xiangshan was still very healthy and only in his early twenties, he had been very kind . Although he seemed to have inexhaustible energy because he was a physical education teacher, it was hard to imagine that the cheerful Mr. Xiangshan would do such a thing. But... he couldn't think of anyone else... "You don't need to think so much. I told you it's just a dream..." the man said with a slightly worried tone. It seemed that Akito had unconsciously voiced his thoughts. "Just treat it as a dream. It's better for you that way, isn't it? You don't need to care about others... anyway it's just a dream." "Who would believe... such a thing..." the man gently brushed aside Akito's hair, whose voice was becoming agitated. "You don't believe me?" "Of course I do..." "Then you'd rather believe that a man broke into your dorm and forced himself on you?" "You're kidding, right..." "Then don't say anything more. As long as you behave like a good boy, I won't be rough with you..." "What..." The words, completely disregarding his own will, instantly ignited Akito's anger. "Stop joking! Why do I have to obey you?!" "It's not like that..." "What don't you mean... um..." His ear was gently bitten, his nipples were pinched open, and Akito tried to endure the sweet pain rising from his body. "Didn't I tell you? This is your dream, so I'm just the embodiment of your wish... In other words , you've actually been hoping someone would do this to you." "How could that be... I don't want him... this kind of thing at all!" "Really?" "Ah..." Akito's proof of being a man was being touched through his pajamas, and his body trembled slightly from the pleasure. "See..." Even the other person's laughter, which sounded like he was showing off his victory, made Akito react. "...Ah..." The man skillfully caressed Akito's desire, trying to suppress his panting. "You still... won't admit it?" The hot breath on his body was unbearable for Akito. "...Ah...ah..." By the time he realized it, Akito had already instinctively pressed his heated member against him.

He moved toward the man's hand.

"Yes, one should be honest with one's desires..."

"Hmm. Who would..."

Although he wanted to fight back, his hands were restrained. And... the main point was that his swollen member
was being used as a hostage.

"Ugh... Haa..."

Unable to stop the sound from escaping, Akito tried to turn his face toward the pillow, but the hands that had been
caressing slipped inside his pajamas.

"Ah... no..."

Although he twisted his waist trying to escape, the other person easily grasped that part in their hand. "Hmm."

The slender fingers had only tightened their grip slightly when Akito's mind went blank.

"Ah... Ah..."

The fingers, warmer than those of a ghost, brought Akito to the peak in one go.

"No, I can't... I'm going to come..."

As if responding to Akito's tearful pleas, the man's fingers stimulated the trembling tip of his member.

"Ah... Ah..."

Akito finally forgot to suppress his cries and couldn't help but release himself in the man's hand.

Is the knight a dangerous double trap? The morning sunlight streamed in through the pale curtains.

It was a peaceful morning at Shiratori Academy, just like every other day so far. Room 115,
first floor . The same morning greeted Fuyuhiko and Akito Inaba's room.

But the only difference was…

Akito, who always teetered on the edge of being late, had already opened his eyes before the alarm even went off.

And he was even earlier than the standard A-type Fuyuhiko.

Listening to the steady breathing of the person in the next bed, Akito knew it wasn't time to get up yet, and was clinging to his
feather pillow, wanting to sleep a little longer. Suddenly, he remembered the strange dream from last night.

"Ah!" He jumped up anxiously to check his body.

(Thank goodness… his pajamas and underwear were still on…)

Akito breathed a sigh of relief. But after feeling something dry under his pajamas,
he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

"So, I guess I'm still unsatisfied?"

That's why he had that bizarre dream.

Although he still felt something was off, Akito decided to treat last night's events as a dream.

In the dream, he was brought to orgasm two or three times in a row by the other person through oral sex. Akito then fell asleep due to the excessive

pleasure :

(Dream, it was a dream... otherwise I would have woken up too early...)

Fuyuhiko wasn't the
kind of person who would tolerate being made to make a lot of noise by another man while sleeping in the next bed without being able to speak.

Besides, if that were reality, then wouldn't he... be unable to get married innocently?

"Sigh..." Sitting up in bed, Akito sighed again.

It was terrifying... but he didn't want to think about it as much as he felt that way.

If it wasn't a dream, but really that he had been tricked by someone, then Akito's
brilliant romantic history so far would have to be marked by a man's name.

And he didn't even know the other person's name, so he'd just call him "A-man" for now...

"I won't do it..."

Akito tried hard to deny this ominous possibility, carefully getting out of bed without waking Fuyuhiko.

He glanced back at Fuyuhiko sleeping in the next bed and saw him dressed impeccably in his pajamas, his left hand
slowly gripping the alarm clock by the bedside.

Akito checked his own alarm clock; it was exactly one minute before his wake-up time.

(Unbelievable...)

It was already quite impressive.

Seeing that Fuyuhiko was about to get up, Akito quickly rushed into the bathroom.

He quickly stripped off his clothes, washed the dirty parts at the sink, and stuffed them into his laundry bag
after .

The school had a contract with a nearby laundry facility, so if he just threw them in, they
'd .

"Phew..."

Only after doing this did Akito finally feel relieved, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Then
he went into the shower.

Akito turned on the tap, letting the warm water run through him while he leaned against the marble wall.

"So empty..."

Leaning against the wall for support, Akito couldn't help but lower his head.

Having that kind of erotic dream felt like being a virgin—and the subject was a man.

Anyway, it was just a dream, and as long as he didn't tell anyone, this night would really just be a dream
. But still, it's a bit...awful...

"If things go wrong...the nightmare might become reality..."

Akito's face turned bright red as he recalled the content of the nightmare.

"I really can't go on like this..."

He pressed his burning cheek against the cold wall.

"I'll sneak out of the dorm tonight and pick up girls."

If he could have a healthy heterosexual encounter with cute girls, he would definitely
forget .

Yes, that's what I've decided.

"Okay!"

Akito perked up and began his shower seriously.

When Akito stepped out of the bathroom, Fuyuhiko was already dressed.

Washing his face was something he quickly accomplished while taking a slow bath. "Ah... Ichijo...
um ..."

A soft cry escaped his lips as he looked at the figure adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror.

Because of last night's dream, Akito felt extremely
uneasy at the thought that he might actually make a sound.

"What?"

Hearing the other's indifferent response, Akito fearfully peered at Fuyuhiko.

"Y-last night I..."

"Did you wake up because you were talking in your sleep?" Fuyuhiko merely
narrowed his eyes slightly at Akito through the mirror, who was about to ask about it.

"Taking a bath so early in the morning, how elegant..."

"Ah, wow!"

Having forgotten to bring a change of clothes, Akito was currently only wearing a towel on his head. He hurriedly wrapped
the towel around his waist and glared at Fuyuhiko with resentment.

"Y-it's alright, isn't it? I didn't break any school rules... And is it wrong for me to like being clean?"

After he answered like this, Fuyuhiko just gave Akito a displeased look.

Then he sighed and looked away from Akito.

"It's good to like being clean, but if you don't get ready soon, you'll be late."

Fuyuhiko said in a way that sounded somewhat gentle.

"Huh? But..."

Akito hurriedly picked up the alarm clock that was lying on the bed and couldn't help but shout,

"Liar! It's already this late?"

He had gotten up very early, so there should have been plenty of time! It seems he spent too much
time in the bathroom.

And it might even be later than usual. He

needs to dry his wet hair...

"Oh no! I'm not going to have time to eat."

He anxiously put on his underwear and tried to button up his uniform shirt.

Akito had no confidence in his stamina, so he absolutely couldn't miss a meal.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now..."

Because of his good manners, Fuyuhiko wouldn't actually say "wasting my time," but it was as if
his actions spoke louder than words as he turned and walked towards the door leading to the corridor.

Although he was furious at this dismissive attitude, Akito still had something on his mind,
so he called out to Fuyuhiko.

"Ichijo... was there any disturbance last night?" Akito asked,
and Fuyuhiko, who was already about to open the door, turned back.

"..." A sudden silence fell between them. (Don't stay silent! Answer me already!)

Akito felt like he was waiting for a criminal to be sentenced.

It was only a few seconds of silence, but it felt like forever.

(Please, say something, just say it.)

His heart was pounding, and his breathing became shallow.

(Ichijo—hurry up...)

He couldn't wait any longer, and just as Akito was about to explode,

Fuyuhiko, who was unconsciously stirring up Akito's anxiety, finally spoke.

"I was asleep and didn't feel anything... Did anything happen?"

"Really?"

Akito tried to suppress the urge to jump on Fuyuhiko and shout "Hooray!" and asked again to confirm.

"Why would I lie?"

"Yeah, there's no need..."

Akito nodded several times, as if talking to himself.

"If Ichijo didn't notice, then I must be overthinking it. Let's forget about that as soon as possible."

Ignoring Fuyuhiko's raised eyebrows in surprise, Akito started frantically preparing
to change his clothes, as if he were doing it for him.

Watching Akito put on his pants and start drying his hair, Fuyuhiko silently stepped out of the room.

Hearing the door slam shut, Akito sighed, "It's all good... It really
was a dream..."

After turning off the hairdryer and throwing it on the bed, Akito sat on the bed as well. "I didn't have sex with a man...
"

After letting out a sigh of relief, tears streamed down his face.

And he didn't make any groaning or hawing noises in his sleep. "God, thank you."

After offering his thanks with his hands clasped in front of his chest, Akito began to seriously prepare for the morning
.

"One of those terrifying dreams is enough..."

That frightening pleasure. Let it be buried in the darkness.

"Tonight is Prince Akito's resurrection! Damn, there's really no time..." Eat, eat! "

With a hasty tie, Akito threw on his coat and rushed out of the room with great energy. "The tie... is crooked
."

Having barely finished breakfast within the time limit, Akito arrived at the classroom before morning self-study, only to be
reminded by Fuyuhiko sitting next to him as soon as he sat down.

He really is a serious student council president.

Even though class hasn't started yet, Fuyuhiko has already started studying, with a set of seemingly difficult
math .

"Is that so? Thanks."

Akito thanked Fuyuhiko for pointing out his crooked tie and gave him a big smile.

Fuyuhiko's suspicious gaze didn't affect Akito's good mood at all; the heavy
emotions had completely vanished.

Looking out the window, he saw a clear autumn sky, and the gloom he felt before summer vacation was
completely swept away.

Akito's mind was probably filled with images of pink roses fluttering in the air. He had actually already
thoroughly researched the places to go near the school.

He also knew about the pubs where many young people gathered.

However, when he transferred here, Akito had thought about 'starting to be a good student again,'
so he hadn't expected to use this knowledge. "It's okay, anyway, after venting my emotions, my head will be
much clearer,"

he nodded vigorously to this strange logic. Fortunately, this school didn't have a roll call system.

Perhaps because studying hard was already so exhausting, they didn't expect
people to go out at night.

Also, Akito already knew about the pipes outside.

Although he hadn't met him in person, his brother's friend from university happened to be a graduate of this school, so he
kindly drew him a map showing him the way to sneak out.

The places to go and the recommended spots were also all taught by that person.

He probably heard from his brother about how much fun Akito had at his old school.

"I'm truly grateful to my kind brother friend..."

Akito silently thanked the person whose name he didn't even know, glancing furtively at Fuyuhiko beside him
.

Yes, the biggest problem now was how to get rid of his roommate, Fuyuhiko. But that was the hardest
part; however, it wasn't entirely hopeless.

As the student council president, Fuyuhiko was extremely busy. After dinner, he would always go to
the salon set up in the dormitory for the student council members and wouldn't be back for two or three hours.

Student council affairs were as numerous as mountains. That was the best time to sneak out.

After making his plan, Akito straightened the tie that Fuyuhiko had reminded him of earlier.

However, Akito, who was used to tying his tie in front of a mirror, couldn't
manage it . "Um... oh... it's not like this, it's not like that..." Akito struggled with the tie. As if
unable to bear the situation any longer, Fuyuhiko pulled Akito closer.

"Wow..."

Akito, who had fallen into Fuyuhiko's arms, looked up and was immediately
stunned by the other's handsome face.

"Here, let me tie it for you."

(Huh! Huh!)

Is this a joke? Could there be some kind of conspiracy? This thought kept popping into his mind.

His attention was immediately drawn to the slender fingers reaching towards him.

"Don't move..."

Fuyuhiko pulled himself back and checked the tie.

"Ah... um." Fuyuhiko used his left hand to support Akito's shoulder, which was leaning forward, and then
picked up the bow tie with his right hand.

"This guy might be very caring, maybe he's actually a very gentle person

...)

No way..." Akito turned his head to the side.

Ignoring Akito's reaction, Fuyuhiko pulled the not-so-neat bow tie open from both ends with a snap.

It wasn't a particularly special action, but Akito was stunned by the elegant movement of Fuyuhiko's fingers.
The shape of his fingers was so beautiful, they looked very nimble...

As if noticing Akito's gaze, Fuyuhiko, who was tying the knot, suddenly stopped. "..."

Akito looked up and his eyes met Fuyuhiko's. For some reason, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

Then, as if he had been tied up, his body suddenly couldn't move. Just

like on the day of the opening ceremony, when he saw Fuyuhiko through the window of the reception room.

He even forgot to breathe, feeling as if something was pressing down on his chest.

He thought about Fuyuhiko's clear, twilight-colored eyes looking at him, and his inner body began
to heat up .

(W-What's going on here...)

My heart started pounding like a bell.

And we're in the classroom, no, even if we weren't in the classroom, staring at each other like this is really problematic. My mind
is perfectly clear about this, but I just can't look away.

It would be so much easier if Fuyuhiko could look away...

I prayed desperately in my heart, but the other person showed no sign of shifting their gaze.

(This isn't a staring contest...)

I told myself that, but I still couldn't stop my pupils from getting hot.

(What should I do?)

Fuyuhiko will notice that inexplicable throbbing.

Just then.

"What are you two doing? On a blind date?"

"Whoa!"

The sudden sound from above made Akito jump up from his chair.

"This is a sacred place of learning..."

The person who said this in a slightly louder voice, as if teasing, was Ijuin Chinatsu

. She's

in the same class as them, and she's not only a student council member but also a disciplinary committee member.

It's really a headache that the student council president can't be a role model for everyone, you know, Fuyuhiko. " The only person in the entire academy

who would maintain a certain distance from everyone, like the 'Ice Emperor' of Shiratori Academy

, is probably Chinatsu.

I heard it's because Chinatsu is Fuyuhiko's childhood friend. '

Nothing...'

Fuyuhiko said with a hint of annoyance, then pulled Akito closer and quickly tied his tie.

'Um...'

He then pushed Akito away and picked up his notebook and pen again.

'I just couldn't stand Inaba's clumsiness, so I helped him a little.'

'Hmm—that's not like you at all.'

Chinatsu seemed to want to intervene, sitting on Akito's desk and looking at Fuyuhiko. Because it wasn't
time for morning self-study yet, the classroom was quite noisy.

Even in a famous aristocratic school, not everyone is as diligent as Fuyuhiko.

Akito also noticed that amidst the noise, quite a few people were observing the situation."

"Chinatsu..."

Fuyuhiko called out his childhood friend's name in a deep voice. "What?"

Chinatsu acted affectionately, leaning close to Fuyuhiko's ear.

But Fuyuhiko didn't even look up, only coldly saying,

"Shouldn't you be going back to your seat by now?"

"..."

Even in her uniform, Chinatsu's slender shoulders trembled slightly.

Seeing this reaction, Akito had an urge to run away immediately.

Whether their relationship was just that of ordinary childhood friends, or something more, Akito
didn't want .

(I don't know anything.)

After giving Akito a resentful glare

, "Okay... well, I'll ask you slowly at the salon tonight..."

After saying this easily, Chinatsu smiled at Akito with a face that was in no way inferior to that of a beautiful girl.

"You'd better practice tying your bow tie properly..."

"-Otherwise, I'll punish you severely for violating discipline."

Chinatsu jumped off the table and said in a voice only Akito could hear.

"W-what is it..."

Akito grimaced at Chinatsu's last line and leaned back in his chair.

"I didn't do anything to him, did I?"

Although he asked Fuyuhiko for permission, the other person just gave him a look that said, "Don't bother me while I'm studying."

(This guy... is still really annoying...)

For a moment, he thought he was very caring... very gentle, etc., but that was just his imagination.

(He's still really annoying...)

I still hate you the most...

After sticking his tongue out at Fuyuhiko in his mind, Akito started looking for things in his bag.

After finding the textbook and English dictionary he needed for the first period, he started looking up the words he needed.

"You're surprisingly good."

Akito, who was eating cream bread instead of dessert with a few classmates during lunch break,
looked up after hearing this comment from one of them.

"You're dating that student council president, aren't you?"

"Ah..."

Completely unable to find the content of the conversation, Akito opened his mouth blankly, when someone else chimed in.

"Yeah, yeah, at first I just thought you were a cute, innocent girl, but I didn't expect you to be so brave
."

"Cute? Yeah"

Don't be ridiculous, it should be "handsome," right?

And...

"I'm not dating that guy... at all."

In this situation, Akito didn't want to think about the meaning of 'dating' at all, he just wanted to deny that there was any friendship
between .

If anything, compared to Fuyuhiko and himself, wasn't Fuyuhiko and Chinatsu's relationship dozens of times more suspicious?

"Ichijo...Ijuin isn't dating?" "

Wow, that's a topic that can't be discussed in public. I heard that the 'Ice Emperor'
coldly rejected the 'Terror Queen's' advances."

Friend A's words were unexpectedly cold, making Akito shiver.

"Yeah, to be able to date the student council president that even Ijuin couldn't win over, that's amazing
."

"I told you... no way."

"It's okay! You're a beauty even just standing there!"

That's not true!

No matter how he tried to explain, no one listened.

"Alright, alright, there's no need to hide it anymore. We're all your supporters!" "Hmm,
you ate very heartily. It's like we're re-evaluating you!"

Indeed, you ate very heartily...

"Ichijo and I really have nothing going on..."

"Wow, 'nothing going on' sounds pretty ambiguous."

Whistles rang out from all around.

Could these be the people who whistled at the opening ceremony...?

"Although the Queen is scary, we'll support you secretly!"

"Yeah, we'll be watching you and the president with warm eyes."

"So what! What could two men possibly have to do with each other!"

Akito finally couldn't hold back and shouted, only to be met with a 'what are you talking about' look from everyone around him.

"You're not bothered by the fact that two men are men, are you?"

Of course she'd be bothered!

As if knowing exactly what Akito was thinking, her friend B began to reassure her.

"Anyway, there are only men around here, so even if two men have sex, nobody
will care ."

Wait, wait a minute! Bring back that line from earlier!

Akito immediately stood up.

"Nobody cares... two men having sex, really?"

The others stared at Akito, whose eyes looked rather sinister, with disbelief.

"Is that so? What's wrong now?"

"What's wrong... don't you guys think it's perverted? Two men kissing and doing that!"

"Ugh, what do you mean... I'm still innocent, I don't understand!"

Akito punched her friend on the head for her idiotic act and slumped back to the ground.

"Really... nobody cares?"

The others nodded in unison.

"You're not trying to fool me, the transfer student, with a joke, are you?"

Once again, everyone nodded in unison.

"You...think about it..." one of them spoke up.

"For the six years leading up to graduation, there were only men in my life."

Yeah, that makes sense.

(But isn't that sad...?)

Akito sighed and hugged his legs, burying his face in them.

(To live a normal life, I absolutely have to go pick up girls tonight!)

It's not too late, although it's a little dangerous...

Akito, who had just vowed to go on a night out, had already crumpled the unfinished cream bread into a
shape .

Seven o'clock in the evening, time for the operation to begin.

After confirming that Fuyuhiko had gone to the salon, Akito began to get ready.

He put on the suit he had secretly brought from home over a simple burgundy shirt. It was
a suit he got from his brother Hazuki, and it suited Akito's slender frame perfectly.

The tie and handkerchief were all black, and his bangs were combed back and fixed with hair gel.

After letting a few strands of hair fall down, he gave a thumbs-up to himself in the mirror.

"I really am a good man!"

Akito praised himself smugly before opening the window facing the courtyard.

To avoid being discovered that he had slipped out from that side, he carefully drew the curtains.

On the table were notes with the names of several classmates written on them, so that even if Fuyuhiko
returned he would mistake him for one of them. He descended from the window into the courtyard, closed the window, and, while
avoiding the lights, reached one of the secret exits his brother's friend had mentioned.

The school was surrounded by a brick wall, except for the north side facing the back mountain. On
the path between the east building where Akito and his friends lived and the south gate, there was a large field of cosmos flowers.

Because this area was somewhat close to high ground, even though it was hot at noon, it was still quite cold in the mornings and evenings.

Whether it was for this reason or because they were early-blooming varieties, even though it was only early autumn,
more than half of the flowers were already in bloom, swaying in the moonlight.

"Is this the way?" He stopped where

the wind vane of the classroom building and the chapel's spire

overlapped , carefully exploring the red brick wall. Behind the cherry blossom trees, there was a secret door.

"Wow, it really is there! A secret passage!"

He excitedly opened the entrance. It was just big enough for Akito to squeeze through, and he
slipped out.

Moving through the darkness of the back alley, barely letting in any light, he finally reached
the main road, some distance from the academy. Akito headed towards Eclair, the most popular club among young people in the area.

The main reason he chose it was because it was easily accessible from Shiratori without any transportation.

Eclair was located next to a park with a beautiful night view from the high platform, making it a popular spot for people looking for an excuse to
pick .

Normally, going to such a place alone would be a bit off-putting, but for someone like Akito, who was used to it,
it was quite optimistic.

Actually, the success rate of picking up girls was higher when two people were together, but inviting those who were kept in seclusion...
Good students are troublesome to go out, and there's no need to create more competition for themselves.

Anyway, as long as they can win her over, that's all that matters...

When asked where this confidence comes from, he says it's from his
looks .

And it's not just his face; Akito also considers himself quite good in terms of personality.

The problem lies in what happens after he gets her...

If he can succeed, he has to be extremely careful this time. In other words, he has to endure not making
a sound .

Should he bite his handkerchief...?

Akito

couldn't help but shudder at the perverted scenarios that popped into his mind. It would be more practical to plug the girl's ears... Just as Akito

was thinking about this, he had already walked up to Akuri.

Pushing open the white door, which looked high-end because of the bright lighting, he stepped into the store.

The somewhat dim interior was designed with the ocean in mind, and under the light blue lights, young people
swam around like tropical fish.

Because it was a weekday night, the level of mingling was acceptable.

As Akito hesitated over his drink, a waiter passed by and handed him a
glass filled with pink liquid and a cherry floating on top.

"Huh?"

The face seemed familiar, but the waiter didn't give Akito time to confirm before
disappearing into the crowd of customers with his silver tray.

Akito's eyes followed the elegant figure as he took a sip of his drink. It was a cocktail with a sweet pineapple
flavor, and...

it was alcohol-free...

Although he felt a little resentful at being treated like a child, he thought that
being might actually make things easier.

"It's okay, it's pretty good anyway..."

With a change of heart, Akito started looking for a place to sit, and immediately a girl approached him.

"Want to come sit where we are?"

The other person was a very mature and beautiful woman; although she looked like a college student, she was probably around
his age.

"Is it okay?" Akito asked, tilting his head with an attitude he used specifically for girls, a kind of innocent, obedient air. It's easier to be accepted

by someone you've just met—someone who seems harmless and unreliable, yet can trigger your maternal instincts . Akito's tactic seemed to work; the girl replied, "Of course," and eagerly clung to his arm. She then led him to a group of five or six women. (Very smoothly—) Akito skillfully chose topics about his past failures that the girls would find more acceptable, and chatted happily with them. While the group was generally of a high caliber, the girl he started with was still the one he liked best. Things progressed smoothly… Akito made up his mind and was about to casually take the hand of the girl next to him when… "Huh? It really is Akito…" A very familiar voice came from behind. "Ugh…" Akito turned around. Izumozaki Harumi… the culprit who made Akito risk not transferring schools. Formerly? What was the prince of Azabu Minami doing in a place like this? " 'Former' is superfluous!!" Although he wanted to ignore her, it was impossible at this distance. "You too, what brings you to this place..." Harumi gave Akito a slightly frivolous smile as he politely inquired. "Want to know?" "No... I don't want to at all..." More than that, could you please go somewhere else? He really wanted to say that, but Akito, pretending to be a good young man (or rather, a teenager—) , couldn't bring himself to say such a line. "Are you friends?" In the worst-case scenario, the person Akito had a crush on showed interest in Harumi. No wonder he was the current prince of Azabu. This was really getting in the way. "I'm this guy's friend, my name is Harumi. Nice to meet you." What are you introducing yourself for! Please just disappear! And, not friends, but 'former? friends,' don't get it wrong. But ignoring Akito's inner thoughts, the people around him started talking. "Um, Harumi...we'll do it another time..." "Huh? Do you see me as an obstacle?" Harumi accused Akito loudly, as if he were a narrow-minded person. "Yeah, what's wrong with that? Do you want to sit with me?" "Sure, then I won't be polite..." Harumi forcefully sat down between Akito and the girl. Because this guy was going to fail again today... Compared to when he was with Reika, this situation of being blatantly taken away was even more unbearable. Akito couldn't help but stand up. "Ah, I have something to do..." But Akito's arm was suddenly grabbed by Harumi. "Ouch..." What kind of super strength is this— "I also need to go to the restroom, so I'll excuse myself for now." Harumi laughed and joked with everyone before standing up as well . "I have something to tell you, come here..." Harumi put her arm around Akito's shoulder and suddenly lowered her voice. Akito, who was forcibly pulled out, angrily shook off Harumi's wrist. "What do you want now? Don't touch me." Akito glared at Harumi, who was half a head taller than him. "What? Is this how you treat a long-lost friend?" After doing that, he still managed to say something like that. "Who are you calling friends?" Akito blurted out, his emotions practically boiling over. "Even if I gave you a discount, we'd only be 'ex-friends' at best." Harumi snorted and turned away, still maintaining a friendly attitude towards Akito. "I still think of you as my best friend..." Akito, increasingly disgusted by Harumi's words, tried to turn away. "I don't think that way, just like that..." "Wait..." He was pulled back by a strong arm.

Akito was surprised by the vast difference in strength between himself and his opponent. Taking advantage of this momentary
lapse in concentration, he was pinned against the wall.

As if to prevent Akito from escaping, his body was pressed between arms supporting him against the wall.

"You know why I came here... are you saying this because you know?"

"Hmph—"

"Ah, really..."

Harumi anxiously ran her fingers through her long, brown hair.

"I came all this way because I wanted to see you."

"Who cares about your business? I haven't understood what you're trying to say since just now."

Harumi gave Akito a slightly shy smile as he pouted.

"I heard it from your brother. He went to your house every day during summer vacation, but he was never home."

Because he went to the villa in Karuizawa...

I don't want to see you at all. Akito clenched his fist, suppressing the words that were already on the tip of his tongue. Harumi continued speaking
as if she hadn't noticed Akito's reaction at all.

"Your school is off-limits to anyone except those in contact with you. I was wondering where I could run into you when
someone told me about this shop, saying I should be able to see you there..."

"..."

Hazuki, that girl, actually betrayed her own brother!!

"I didn't expect to run into you so soon, I'm so lucky!"

"I'm not feeling well at all..."

Akito said in a low voice with a sullen face.

"I don't want to see you again. You should know why, right?"

"About Rika? I've already broken up with her."

"Ah..."

"That woman hangs out with people from other schools a lot in private, but she's still clinging to you. I want to separate you two no matter what
."

(What?)

Hearing this, Akito couldn't help but feel dizzy.

"I... don't want to see you hurt."

(I've already been hurt enough by you...)

Akito glared at her with resentment, but Harumi looked back with moist eyes.

"You're very important to me... more than anything else..."

"Ah?"

Akito couldn't help but cover his head with his hands, looking at Harumi in fear.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No..."

Harumi immediately denied it.

"Because we're good friends, I never knew you were such a steadfast friend."

"Don't change the subject, you should understand how I feel..."

Even being told this is troubling...

"So we're good friends..." "

That's enough, this unimportant pretense..."

Harumi brought her handsome face even closer to Akito.

This situation is really bad...

There's a wall behind him with no way to escape, and Harumi seems to have grown a little taller during summer vacation.

(I was definitely taller in elementary school!)

In this emergency, thinking about such trivial things is pointless, but suddenly remembering them

makes even more annoyed...

"Wait, wait a minute! Harumi, calm down! What pretense... I don't have any feelings for you..."

"Akito... I've always liked you too..."

So don't misunderstand other people's feelings!!

Harumi's lips were already close to his.

(You're lying! My first kiss 1)

Yes, actually, although Akito has experienced both B and C, his lips are still virgin territory.

If you ask why, he can't give a reason.

"Waaah! Let me go!"

This was no time to worry about appearances. Akito screamed at the top of his lungs when he suddenly heard the door open
.

"Help..."

Akito cried out, forcefully pushing Harumi's approaching mouth away.

"Ah..."

Akito couldn't help but gasp softly when he saw the tall man who entered.

It was the waiter who handed Akito the pink drink.

His handsome features did look familiar, but he couldn't quite place his name. "Esteemed guest,
the violence in the restaurant is causing us great distress."

"This isn't violence! It looks like both parties consented. Don't bother us." Harumi, who had been coming here for a week straight to
see Akito, was quite forceful.

"You should learn to read the room and leave!"

Because of Harumi's words, the waiter looked at Akito.

After confirming that Akito was shaking his head vigorously, he grabbed Harumi's collar.

"I told you to stop..."

"Who do you think you are..."

He easily subdued Harumi's counterattack, smiling elegantly.

"Akito is mine, so don't go near him anymore."

He struck Harumi squarely on the back of the neck, then kicked her away as she lay on the ground. He brushed aside
the black hair that fell across his forehead.

"So didn't I warn you not to use violence?"

The corners of his mouth twitched with annoyance as he said this, and it felt familiar...

(Who was it?)

The waiter grabbed Akito's arm as he leaned forward in thought.

"Well, let's go back."

"Huh? Go back where?"

"To the dorm, of course. If you want to wait for that guy to wake up and take care of him kindly, then it's
a different story."

Akito shook his head frantically.

He had never imagined that his friend Harumi would see him this way, and he was truly shocked. It was one

thing for Shiratori from the all-boys school, but even Azabu Minami from the co-educational school...

and because of this, Reika, who could have become his girlfriend, was separated,

and even

the ceremony (?) he had desperately held tonight to escape the norms of an all-boys school was ruined. For Akito, this was adding insult to injury.

(If I really end up in that kind of relationship with a man, it's all your fault!)

After kicking Harumi, who was lying on the ground, Akito quickly

fled the crime scene with Hakuba Kazutomi... no, the waiter in black.

(But who exactly is this guy?)

As he walked up the slope leading to Shiratori Academy, Akito secretly observed the handsome profile of the man walking beside him.

If someone could call out "Aki" so confidently back then, they must know him.
And walking back to the dorm together like this, they're probably a student from Shiratori High School.

(Could they be in the same class...?)

Akito couldn't help but groan inwardly.

Indeed, he still hadn't managed to match everyone's names with their faces.

(But since he's such a handsome guy, he should be quite noticeable.)

If someone like that were around, it would be impossible not to arouse Akito's hostility. Could it be someone from another class?

Looking at the man's profile again, he was still repulsed by his handsome features. Bathed in moonlight, he
possessed an almost fantastical glow.

(If I were a girl, wouldn't I be saying "I don't want to go home tonight" and grabbing his
wrist?)

Imagining that scene in his mind, Akito couldn't help but blush.

(Oh no, I wanted to make some wonderful memories with the beautiful older sister, isn't this really terrible

...?)

The rumors with Fuyuhiko haven't been resolved yet, and now a new man has appeared...

Won't I really get used to the dangerous customs of an all-boys school if this continues?

No matter what, you get used to it eventually, but I absolutely won't succumb to evil temptations... I have to fight to the end!

Just as Akito clenched his fists and swore an oath in his heart, the person walking beside him suddenly spoke to him.

"Are you tired? Do you want to rest over there?"

Then, without waiting for Akito's reply, he walked over on his own.

"W-wait a minute! Where is that?"

On the way to the high platform, Akito finally caught up with the other person at the park entrance. "It's here."

"Here?"

He turned around and smiled gently at the still-breathing Akito, asking, "Are you alright?"

That sugar-like smile instantly captivated Akito's heart.

'No, no!' Didn't I just swear that I would never pick up the bad habits of an all-boys school!

"There's a chair here..."

The man put his arm around Akito's shoulder and led him deeper into the park.

"Wow—"

Akito couldn't help but
exclaim .

Akito immediately remembered that this was the spot featured in the magazine for its beautiful night view, but while
the photos were beautiful, it was completely different from seeing it in person.

It would be easy to pick up a girl here.

"It's so beautiful..."

"Right?" The man grabbed Akito's hand and led him to a chair nearby.

It was a stone chair with a backrest.

Just as Akito was about to sit down, the man immediately spread a handkerchief on the chair.

The skillful way he did this made Akito, who was also a man, feel a little jealous.

"Ah. I can use my own..."

Although he reached for his chest, he probably lost it while entangled with Harumi, so there was no handkerchief
there.

"Don't worry about it. That suit suits you very well, and you don't want to get it dirty, do you?"

Pretending to have no ulterior motives and showing his gentleness was the most advanced technique for skilled flirting.

"Thanks..."

Akito decided to accept the man's kindness and sat down on the chair where a handkerchief had been laid out.

Instantly, a dangerous smile appeared on the man's lips.

"Well, you know what? If you sit on a man's handkerchief, the charge of rape can't be established
..."

"Huh?"

Completely unsure of what the man was saying, Akito blinked.

"You really are a beauty... When I first saw you, I thought... my heart
would stop..."

"Huh? Th-that..."

Being confessed to with such fervent love by someone whose name he didn't even know was quite perplexing for Akito
. But...

as if bewitched by the atmosphere created by the moonlight and the beautiful night scene, Akito's heart skipped a beat
.

"Aki...to..."

The fingers that wrapped around his shoulders at the perfect moment felt familiar...

"Hmm..."

Before he knew it, his lips were already being filled by something elastic.

"Hmm hmm..."

His teeth were gently pried open, and a nimble tongue began to explore his mouth.

"Ugh...no..."

Akito tried desperately to push away the other's chest, but his body was being pressed down more and more.

(Waaah! You're kidding me!)

Still in shock from having his first kiss stolen, Akito's body was already pinned under the dangerous knight.

His head slammed against the stone chair with a thud.

"Ugh...ooh..."

Unable to escape the prolonged kissing situation, Akito whispered, "It hurts..."

As if noticing Akito's comment, the other continued kissing while demonstrating his skill in removing his coat.

Then, he stuffed the still slightly warm clothes under Akito's head.

"Is this your first time?"

As Akito finally managed to get his lips released and gasped for breath, the other asked in a low voice.

What...first time? He had never imagined it; it felt like the world had turned upside down.

In fact, Akito had indeed been flipped over on the chair...

"Don't you like being kissed by me?"

"..."

Of course...that's what he wanted to answer, but the words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Because looking directly into his eyes, there were more
stars .

As if taking this silence as agreement, the other person pressed their lips together again.

The place meant to seduce a girl, but what was seduce was his own heart…

“Mmm…”

The kiss was so skillful that not only his chest, but other parts of his body also heated up.

“You feel it, right…”

“N-no…”

“What do you mean no? Look here…”

The other person affectionately took Akito’s hand and guided it to the already taut part of Akito’s crotch.

“Mmm…no…”

Akito’s part was already completely swollen.

"This is too pitiful... Let me make it easier for you..." "No, no..."

The hand that reached out to stop him was gently pushed away. As if not wanting to hurt Akito, the other person
carefully took off Akito's pants.

"Ah... it's already like this. Akito is really sensitive..."

"No... don't..."

Akito's sensitive area was pulled out of his underwear, and then the other person picked him up.

"Huh? What?"

"Look..."

A sweet voice whispered in Akito's ear, forcing Akito to see
the situation where he was being held in the other person's slender fingers.

"Eh... you're lying..."

The pale moonlight mercilessly shone

on the area where Akito was already crying from pleasure.

"No..."

"Why? It's so beautiful..."

The neatly trimmed fingertips caressed the tip of Akito's private parts.

"Ah... no... no..." Shame only stimulated the heat even more.

Closing his eyes only intensified the lingering image of the man's childlike finger movements in his memory… “No… if you do it like
this … it will make strange noises…”

This was exactly how he felt now… but the other person didn't tease him about it, only
wiping away .

“It's okay… just feel it as much as you want…”

The pressure on that area caused the heat coursing through his body to concentrate on that spot as if searching for an outlet.

“Ah… no… I'm going to come…”

The thought of getting his favorite clothes dirty… flashed through his mind. Just then, something warm
enveloped Akito's desire.

“What… are you… doing…?”

Startled, he opened his eyes to find the man's face buried in Akito's lower body.

“No… this is fine too… no…”

He tried to push the other's head back with both hands, but only saw the man sucking on that spot. Akito
finally couldn't hold back any longer.

“Ah… ah… ah…”

Just as he was about to release his desire, the man's fingers clamped down on the very base of Akito's desire.

"No...why...?"

"At least call my name at a time like this..."

A face full of romantic sentiment pleaded in a sweet voice.

"Whose...?"

"Mine..."

The low voice whispered in Akito's ear, who was dizzy from the heat, sounded incredibly sweet.

"Call me Fuyuhiko..."

"Huh? Fuyu...hiko?"

Instantly, the fingers that had been restraining Akito's heat suddenly released their grip, and the heat burst forth without restraint
.

(Liar...liar...)

"Ah...ah..."

Akito grabbed Fuyuhiko's hair, who was receiving the nectar flowing into his mouth, and lost consciousness.

Feeling a cool sensation on his forehead, Akito finally opened his eyes.

"Hmm...ah..."

What he saw before him was the black-clad knight who had rescued Akito from Harumi's clutches...

that's what they said, but now he had taken off his shirt, leaving only a white shirt and a black undershirt.

His original shirt was now folded into several folds and placed under Akito's head.

Just now, Fuyuhiko seemed to have mentioned something about a handkerchief, and now he's even using his shirt as a pad.
It's definitely not rape anymore, right?

Before that, could it be called rape between men? No, before that, the actions just now should only have gone up to B
, right?

(Ah! Now it looks like both parties consented, doesn't it?)

Although I really don't want to admit it, it seems like there's no way to deny it.

(At the end, I unconsciously hugged Fuyuhiko's head; it was really bad...)

Seeing Fuyuhiko's worried face, Akito couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Even just because of the atmosphere, the moment he called the other person's name and hugged them, Akito's
position was quite weak.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

"Ah... um..." Akito nodded as Fuyuhiko gently fanned him with a damp towel.

A man who faints just from reaching orgasm is definitely suitable to be pinned down.

Having already given up on himself, Akito turned his face away, but Fuyuhiko brought his face closer.

"You wouldn't... really not recognize me, would you?"

Akito couldn't help but groan.

(Anyway, I'm such an idiot. If I thought about it carefully, I'd realize that the voice, the face, even the fingers

are all familiar... but...)

"I can't help it... you swept your bangs back. And your tone of voice is completely different from usual...
and you took off your glasses..."

Ah, Fuyuhiko nodded.

"Actually, these are just decorative glasses. My vision in both eyes is 2.0."

"Huh..."

"Really, really, even in this dim light, I can clearly see Akito's little mole in her cute spot..."

Although this line was accompanied by the most sophisticated smile, the content of the statement became the point of contention.

"But did you even notice? I always take my glasses off when I sleep..."

"Who would stare at someone else's sleeping face... First of all, who would think the stubborn student council president would be a waiter in
a club ?"

"That's true... It's understandable that you didn't notice. When I'm in Shiratori, I
'm ."

"You don't have a split personality, do you..."

To the fearful Akito, Fuyuhiko just shrugged and smiled.

"It's okay, it's me no matter which side I'm in... and I don't have any memories of the other side
..."

At this point, Fuyuhiko seemed to realize something and exclaimed, "Ah!"

"Oh right, there's such a method..."

"What?"

"After having a wild time, I pretend I don't know anything... and run away irresponsibly."

It was a smile that was completely unimaginable from Fuyuhiko's usual icy smile.

"Who exactly... are you?"

Akito couldn't help but ask.

"I am Fuyuhiko Ichijo. Akito Inaba's lover, nice to meet you."

Akito almost grabbed the other's outstretched hand, quickly pulling it back.

"Who's a lover!"

To Akito, who was struggling to sit up, Fuyuhiko simply smiled and pushed him back down.

"Looks like you still have a lot of energy... Let's continue."

"Continue..."

"Of course..." It's C. A deep voice whispered in his ear, "I don't want to... Anyway, I
'm definitely going to be the girl."

"Of course. Or, do you want to pin me down?"

Tokito, who was struggling to get up, Fuyuhiko easily subdued him.

"You're heavy... move aside!"

"This is nothing... As a man, you have to bear this weight..."

"I don't want a man, cute girls are better!"

"Yes, yes..."

Like soothing a sulking child. Fuyuhiko simply smiled, stood up, and picked Akito up.
And it was a horizontal embrace, like carrying a bride.

"Wow! Put me down!"

"You don't need to make such a fuss over something so small, you're still such a kid..."

No matter how different the exterior is, the interior is still that incredibly annoying student council president.

"You can rest assured and leave me to you..."

Fuyuhiko's voice suddenly became very sweet as he sat down on the stone chair while holding Akito.

"Because this is your first time... I'll be gentle..."

"I... don't want to..."

Before he could push her away, his lips were taken away.

"Hmm..."

Although he was very unwilling, Fuyuhiko's kissing skills were really good.

"Ah... mmm..."

The soft tongue played with the inside of his mouth, and he couldn't help but want more.

"That's it... Akito's tongue is so soft, it feels so good..."

After the kiss that ended with saliva forming a thread, Fuyuhiko said gently.

"Idiot... don't say such shameful things..."

"Is it okay if I don't say it?"

After Fuyuhiko said something thought-provoking, he kissed Akito's lips again.

"Hmm... ah..."

His tongue was captured and sucked hard.

"..."

"Hmm..."

As their tongues intertwined, Fuyuhiko seemed to say something.

"..."

(So what did he want to say...)

"Aki...so cute..."

Noticing that Fuyuhiko's words during the kiss were a declaration of love, Akito's entire face and ears turned
bright red .

Taking advantage of this moment, Fuyuhiko's hand explored Akito's chest through his shirt.

"What...are you doing...hmm..."

Even with his lips taken away, Akito still protested.

"Men...don't feel anything in that place..."

Even though it was through the fabric, when Fuyuhiko's fingers pinched the protrusions of Akito's breasts, an unfamiliar sweet
pleasure spread through his body.

"Don't you feel something..."

Fuyuhiko chuckled softly.

"Who—felt something..."

"Then, want to try it..."

A terrible thought surfaced in his mind. It was already too late. Fuyuhiko's fingers easily unbuttoned Akito's
shirt .

Exposed breasts. Warm fingers slowly reached out.

"Hmm..."

A feeling like an electric current was passing through his body made Akito involuntarily shrink back.

Seeing Akito's reaction, Fuyuhiko said incredulously,

"What's wrong? You haven't even touched it yet..."

"Liar..."

"I'm not lying to you."

Fuyuhiko's fingers approached the protruding tip of his chest again. Even though he hadn't touched it, Akito's body
immediately reacted.

That strange feeling must be due to the heat emanating from Fuyuhiko's fingers.

"That's because... your body temperature is high..."

Akito couldn't help but use this line to deflect responsibility in order to hide his shameful feelings.

"How can someone like that be called the 'Ice Emperor'..."

Fuyuhiko just snorted and raised the corners of his mouth at Akito's reaction.

"It's not like I asked them to call me that..."

"That's right... that's true..."

"Enough with this boring talk..."

Fuyuhiko gently stroked Akito's lips with his warm fingers and said gently,

"At least here... it won't be that 'Ice Emperor'..."

Then he began to rub Akito's chest with his palm, which was as warm as his fingers.

Touching the tip, he gently rubbed it. The sweet feeling inside his body surged again.

"Ah... ahh... ahh..."

Akito clung tightly to Fuyuhiko's neck, shaking his head vigorously.

"I... am becoming... so strange..."

Even though it was just a touch to the chest, his body felt a trembling pleasure.

"Ah... no... Ichijo..."

He couldn't help but plead with the man in front of him.

"At a time like this... you should call me by my name..."

Fuyuhiko pleaded in a sweet voice.

"I like your cute voice..."

"No!"

"Why..."

Fuyuhiko narrowed his eyes as if dissatisfied with the answer.

"Call me Fuyuhiko... if you ask with that cute voice, I'll do anything for you..."

"No... I don't need..."

But actually, other parts of his body really craved Fuyuhiko's touch, hoping he would pamper him.

That part that was already filled with sweet heat...

as a man himself, Fuyuhiko should know Akito's desire. But he pretended not to know anything,
persistently attacking Akito's nipple.

"Ah...ah..."

His waist swayed wildly, completely against his will, and he couldn't help but
rub his burning member against Fuyuhiko's body.

By the time he realized that the part he was rubbing was right on Fuyuhiko's manhood, he was already being held tightly.

"It's all your fault...using this kind of trick to provoke me..."

Akito's fingers were grabbed and used to check his already heated member.

"Can you feel it? This place is screaming for you."

"...Ugh!"

The heat from that side made Akito's body tremble slightly, and he immediately pulled his hand
back.

As if displeased with Akito's reaction, Fuyuhiko made Akito sit back on the chair from his lap and pulled down Akito's pants
in one go .

His underwear was also taken off, leaving Akito with only socks on and his legs spread apart.

"No... this is so embarrassing..."

Akito protested, grabbing Fuyuhiko's hair buried between his legs.

"Idiot. It's precisely because it's embarrassing that it's worth doing..."

Fuyuhiko retorted.

"Wait... a minute, stop..."

Fuyuhiko reached out and grabbed the place that had just reached its climax but was already erect again.

Then he slowly covered Akito's long-awaited part with his lips.

"Ah... ah um..."

Akito hurriedly covered his mouth. He hadn't been able to react before because of the sudden event, and
this time he was determined not to make a sound.

All the blame lies with this sound…

because of this, a girl used it, and he got caught up in the strange customs of the boys' school…

“Ugh…”

Although he covered his mouth with his hand, it wasn’t quite enough to counter Fuyuhiko’s techniques. Fingers, lips, tongue
… Fuyuhiko attacked Akito’s weaknesses with a delicate balance. The pleasure was completely different from when he was with a girl. Could he
just die like this…? The thought popped into his head.

“Mmm… Ugh…”

Biting his hand, Akito tried to endure the sensation of Fuyuhiko’s tongue attacking his sensitive skin.

“Don’t be stubborn… make a sound…”

“Ugh… Ugh ugh…”

As if anxious about Akito’s stubbornness, Fuyuhiko moved away from the part of Akito’s body that was already dripping with nectar.

At the same time, he also released his fingers that were holding his base.

“Ah…”

Focusing his gaze only on the part of Akito’s lower abdomen that was standing erect, Fuyuhiko sat down next to Akito.

“Since we still have time, let’s chat for a bit…”

With his straight legs crossed, Fuyuhiko breathed softly into Akito’s ear.

"So... I've always wanted to ask why you transferred here at a time like this?"

Is it a woman's question or a man's question? Fuyuhiko asked with a smile.

(I can't believe it... What was that embarrassing confession you just made? Saying
your heart almost stopped when you first saw me... Was that just something you blurted out because of the atmosphere?)

This guy... Although I really wanted to curse him out loud, my body couldn't make a sound because of my actions of stopping halfway
.

"Akito's so pitiful here... I want to lick him, to touch him roughly... to reach orgasm..."

Although I was looking forward to the hand that slipped into my shirt, Fuyuhiko's fingers only lightly touched
the tip of Akito's body.

"Ugh..." Akito swallowed.

I didn't even need Fuyuhiko to tell me that I was already in a state where I couldn't hold back anymore
. Uncontrollable desire was eroding Akito's core.

Feeling remorseful about my physical state, Akito couldn't help but bite his lip to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

He glared fiercely at Fuyuhiko, who was pretending that nothing was wrong.

"Why... what's wrong..."

Finally managing to make a sound, Akito punched Fuyuhiko's chest a few times with his fist.

"Why? It's because Akito acted like 'I was forced.'"

It was clearly forced...it looked forced no matter how you looked at it...

"So...we'll just leave it alone..."

"Are you angry about my actions?"

Akito turned his head and nodded.

"Then let's call it even."

Fuyuhiko looked at Akito with sad eyes.

"I'm in pain too, it's become like this...Akito, can't you be a little gentler with me?" He grabbed Akito's hand again
and placed it on the part of him that had been left alone for so long.

"Help me..."

If you help me, I'll help you too...

A deal whispered like a devil's, and though confused, Akito nodded.

But this was a first for him, and honestly, he didn't know what to do.

He could only recall Fuyuhiko's actions earlier, and fearfully extend his finger.

He grabbed his belt, slowly pulling it down, and then, just like he'd just done, brought his lips close
to his underwear, asserting his presence.

But he couldn't shake off his shame and instead peered at Fuyuhiko's expression.

Instead of the expected wicked look, he saw Fuyuhiko staring at
him with longing eyes.

(Too cunning... can't I refuse when he looks at me like that...?)

"Hmm..."

Fuyuhiko swallowed softly as Akito's fingers touched him.

He always saw his calm roommate with this expression, and for some reason, he felt a little
happy . He eagerly took Akito's hand and brought his lips close to Fuyuhiko's.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Akito suddenly grabbed his hair, forcing his lips against
the burning heat.

"Hmm...why..."

Akito's shoulder trembled in surprise, and Fuyuhiko could only whisper, "I'm sorry..."

"Because I couldn't hold back anymore..."

The words that came from Fuyuhiko's mouth made Akito's heart skip a beat. Just those words made
Akito understand Fuyuhiko's serious feelings for him.

It wasn't just Akito who was pushed to the limit; Fuyuhiko was too.

Even so, the hand that had just roughly pulled Akito's hand was now
stroking Akito's hair in a way that could be described as gentle.

Fuyuhiko must be desperately suppressing his desire. He was doing this because he cared so much about Akito.

"I can do it...it's okay..."

"Akihime—"

The hand stroking Akihime's hair stopped as if in confusion.

"Ah... I..."

Even though it was because of the atmosphere, she still made such a bold statement.

Akito regretted it instantly, but Fuyuhiko's desire in his hand hardened with anticipation.

It wasn't time to back out.

"Come here..."

Slender fingers captured Akito's chin, gently urging him. Akito slowly opened his mouth.

Closing his eyes, he made up his mind and took Fuyuhiko's burning member into his mouth. A sweet
current . It

felt the same as when his chest was touched earlier, but this time he was the one initiating it.

Sliding his head up and down, Fuyuhiko's member seemed to throb in response. Akito's actions seemed to
evoke feelings in Fuyuhiko, and Akito himself felt them too.

"Ah... huff..."

Both were men, but compared to Akito, they seemed like completely different beings...

Fuyuhiko slid his hand into Akito's lower abdomen, where he was trying to serve Fuyuhiko with his unfamiliar tongue and lips.

"Mmm... ah..."

Akito's already wet area was touched, and he couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Akito... can't hold back anymore, can he..."

Akito hadn't even had time to answer. He was pulled up and placed on Fuyuhiko's lap. Without a second thought, Akito
clung

Fuyuhiko chuckled softly in Akito's ear, slipping his hand between their bodies.

Then, his fingers, longer than Akito's, grasped their erections.

"Ah..." Akito

groaned, completely forgetting to suppress his cries. Even though they were both hot, Fuyuhiko's touch felt strangely burning. As Fuyuhiko's fingers slid up and down, their heat seemed to melt as they rubbed together. The sweet pain intensified, becoming uncontrollable. Fuyuhiko's fingers, slowly and steadily fanning their heat, were nearing their limit. "Ah...no..." To Akito's pleading, Fuyuhiko simply agreed in a sweet voice. "Let's do it together..." The feeling of his breath close to Akito's neck was followed by a sharp, painful suction. At the same time, their lovemaking intensified. Akito, dizzy from excessive pleasure, unconsciously kept calling out Fuyuhiko's name. " Is the student council president a big liar?" When Akito woke up, Fuyuhiko was still holding him on his lap. He nodded slightly at his lover's question, "Are you alright?" "...I passed out again..." Fuyuhiko gently kissed Akito's lips, which uttered these words with regret. "But that's cute too..." Being treated so gently, his body involuntarily warmed, but his heart was filled with complex emotions. Losing consciousness every time he reached orgasm was simply not a man's right. If the other person was a girl, he would have become the object of ridicule. Compared to the voice problem he had been worrying about before, it was a trivial matter. What was he going to do with his overly sensitive body...? Akito buried his face in Fuyuhiko's broad chest. "I'm doomed..." Fuyuhiko peered at Akito's face as he inadvertently uttered these words. "What's wrong?" "Ah...no...nothing..." Akito brushed it off, then suddenly noticed sounds coming from his surroundings—laughter and... the sounds of that kind of time...something like that. "Liar..." Akito couldn't help but grab Fuyuhiko's clothes. "Is anyone nearby?" "Hmm...it seems so." Fuyuhiko answered without any panic. "Well, even if it's not crowded, it's still a date spot featured in magazines." "No way..." Fuyuhiko comforted Akito, who was nervously looking around. "Everyone who comes here has the same purpose, don't mind it." Even if he was told that, how could he not mind! If it were an ordinary couple, it would be fine, but they were both men... "Um, when did you get here?" "Hmm...when we got to the most intense part?" "Why didn't you tell me!" Akito scolded him softly, trying to pull away. "Just a little bit more..." Fuyuhiko hugged Akito tightly again, burying his head in Akito's neck like a spoiled child. "Ah... Hey! It tickles... Let go!" "No." "Hey... Ichijo..." Grabbing the sleeve of the shirt, trying to forcefully pry it off his body, but Fuyuhiko wouldn't let go. "Hey ..." As if in response, the hand that had been holding Akito's back slowly moved towards his waist, finally slipping inside the shirt. "...Ugh..." Akito gasped as he felt the warmth of the hand on his lower body, which wasn't even wearing underwear. "What are you doing..." "Care..." As if in response to Fuyuhiko's unhesitating answer, Fuyuhiko's hand began to caress Akito's waist and thighs without any restraint. "Stop joking, stop it..." "Who's joking?" As if angry, Fuyuhiko grabbed Akito's buttocks and placed them on his own... part. "Don't... do weird things..." Akito tried to shrink and twist, but Fuyuhiko's male part stood up energetically. "Wait... Ichijo..." Fuyuhiko scolded angrily, but pressed even closer to that part. "Ah...ha...uh..." Fuyuhiko's manhood rubbed against Akito's deepest part, causing Akito to gasp uncontrollably. " Akito...can I put it in?" "No...what are you saying..." "Since things have become like this, I won't feel at ease if I don't get it..." As if to indicate his meaning, Fuyuhiko thrust his hips forward, the pain causing Akito to bite his lip. "Idiot...there are...other people here...in..." "Is it okay if no one's here?" "No..." Akito shook his head vigorously. "Why...why are you doing this to me..."

"Didn't I confess? Isn't just confessing enough?"

It still wasn't easy to get in... Fuyuhiko muttered to himself before licking
his fingers.

"It won't hurt, be good..."

He whispered in Akito's ear after wetting his right index and middle fingers with saliva. Fuyuhiko

inserted his wet fingers into Akito's body, which trembled slightly at the sound.

"Mmm...no..."

Akito's body trembled as his fingers probed the contours of his body.

Gently parting the stubbornly resisting intrusion, Fuyuhiko skillfully buried both fingers
inside Akito.

"So tight...is it still too much?"

Facing Fuyuhiko, Akito nodded desperately in agreement, but was completely ignored.

"Don't squeeze so tight. I'll let you squeeze harder later..."

(After I'm inside...)

Fuyuhiko, uttering these shameful words while kissing Akito's lips, carefully explored
the inside of Akito's body.

*Gurgle, gurgle…* Making such lewd sounds, Fuyuhiko's fingers teased the entrance of Akito's lips. In sync with the
rhythm, their tongues, intertwined in his mouth, gently invaded before retreating as if fleeing.

"Ah… um…"

Before fully regaining consciousness, Akito shifted angles several times, completely immersed in Fuyuhiko's caresses.

"Feeling better?"

Fuyuhiko asked mischievously, kissing his lips.

Akito pretended not to hear, demanding a kiss, but his ears burned like fire.

"Here… it's getting so hot…"

Fuyuhiko pointed this out very kindly, his fingers brushing against Akito's ear.

"Here too…"

His fingers, exploring deep within Akito's body, gently caressed the inner walls, and a sweet heat he had never felt before
naturally surged up.

"Ah… what…"

"A man's weakness…"

Fuyuhiko whispered as his lips parted slightly.

"Use my thing... to touch here... both of us will feel... very comfortable..."

"Ah..."

Akito couldn't help but imagine the scene from Fuyuhiko's words, reflexively tightening his grip on
Fuyuhiko's fingers inside him.

"I want you..."

Being told this, and with Akito's already wet tip being caressed, he had no way to resist...

"Ah... Fuyuhiko..."

Akito's narrow body tightened around the immense heat that replaced the withdrawing fingers.

"Hmm... so good..."

Akito's body even reacted to Fuyuhiko's moved voice, trembling slightly.

A warm current naturally welled up in his eyes, without a gap to receive Fuyuhiko's aching inner walls.

"Just as I thought... Akito is the best..."

Fuyuhiko lifted Akito's waist, beginning to fulfill his desire.

"Ah ah..."

Having just taught Akito his weakness, Fuyuhiko's tip kept thrusting.

Powerful... yet gentle... repeatedly.

"Um...it feels good, doesn't it?"

(That idiot Fuyuhiko!)

It's more than just "it feels good." It's like a sky full of stars suddenly fell, filling
everything with an overwhelming shock.

My head is spinning, burning, and I can't think of anything...

"Ah...ah...ah..." It feels like I'm already halfway to heaven. The white light turns
pink, then purple...and finally, it turns pitch black. "I can't take it...I'm going to die...I'm going to
die..." Akito has completely forgotten that this is a park, and that there are other couples around, and he screams out in a frenzy
.

"I'm so sorry..."

Fuyuhiko confesses to Akito as they climb the slope leading to the academy.

"Liar. You don't feel sorry at all..."

Carrying Fuyuhiko on his back, Akito tightens his grip on his lover's neck with both hands.

"It hurts...Akito...don't strangle my neck. If you want to, do it somewhere else..."

Akito can't stand the vulgar jokes coming out of Fuyuhiko's mouth and hits Fuyuhiko's head with his palm.

"Ouch..."

Fuyuhiko turned back resentfully to look at Akito, who was hugging his neck tightly again after being hit.

"You're trying to kill me with all that shoving and hitting..."

"...Stop nagging. I was the one who almost got killed..."

Fuyuhiko smiled contentedly at Akito, who was hugging him angrily.

"Like the pleasure of ascending to heaven?"

"I'm not dead yet!"

Akito hit Fuyuhiko hard again.

Akito snorted and turned his face to the side, but his ears were completely red.

If you licked them now, they would probably be hot... Fuyuhiko smiled bitterly and walked towards the secret passage.

Without paying attention to the red brick wall that looked no different from anywhere else, Fuyuhiko put Akito down from behind.
Then as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked,

"So, where did you sneak out from?"

"There..."

Akito pointed to the wall in front of him.

"Why would you know about this secret passage when you just transferred schools?"

Akito couldn't help but blush when Fuyuhiko stared directly at him.

Of course, an honest answer would be fine, but that would seem like losing to Fuyuhiko's charm, so he looked away.

"Trade secret."

"What's that?"

Fuyuhiko raised an eyebrow in surprise as he opened the door to the secret passage.

It was the perfect height for Akito, but a little too short for Fuyuhiko.

Akito bent down to pass through and asked Fuyuhiko,

"You're the one who's working as a waiter at a club."

Fuyuhiko glanced at Akito as he opened the barrier .

"Trade secret..."

Fuyuhiko shrugged, answering before turning back to pass.

"That annoying guy..."

Akito grumbled as he followed, just in time to see Fuyuhiko re-tie his loose tie.

"What...are you doing?"

"You can tell just by looking."

Fuyuhiko straightened the wrinkles in his shirt and puffed out his chest.

"I know, I know..."

Akito felt a pang of unease. After closing the barrier, he asked again,

"The dorm is right there, you don't need to readjust your tie, right..."

"That's my prerogative. Perfectionism is my nature."

Saying this, he pushed Akito aside and readjusted the barrier.

(He's still such an annoying guy!)

Akito thought to himself, then suddenly realized something.

"Your tone... it changed just now!"

"So what?"

"Ugh—you really do have a split personality!"

Fuyuhiko warned Akito, who was yelling and trying to escape, as he approached him, telling him not to shout.

"It's not what you think. It's my personal principle."

"Really?"

Akito looked at Fuyuhiko with suspicion.

"Of course. After all, I'm the student council president here."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah."

"But... you still seem like someone else."

If you had to pinpoint exactly what, it was a completely different feeling, inside and out.

He was nothing like the man who had just showered Akito with sweet words and asked for... well, you know.

"Whoa..."

Akito, chased to the cosmos field, tripped over some pebbles and fell headfirst into the flowerbed.

"I'm alright..."

Looking down at his face, even without his glasses, he clearly
resembled the "Ice Emperor. "

But... his eyes were still undeniably beautiful.

A strong wrist grabbed Akito's elbow and pulled him up from the ground.

"Ah... thank you..."

Fuyuhiko pushed away Akito, who was about to thank him, and squatted down in front of the cosmos.

"Thank goodness it didn't break."

After saying this, he stood up again.

"The lights are about to go out, hurry up."

Akito couldn't help but yell at Fuyuhiko, who was striding forward without turning back, "What the hell! It doesn't
matter what happens to me!"

The elegant figure slowly turned around.

"That's not it. The plants on campus are all Shiratori's property. It wouldn't make sense to damage them for personal reasons
, would it?"

"And me... In the end, I'm of no value to you..."

She clearly said it was love at first sight, and uttered a bunch of embarrassing sentences... unwilling to let go... and then

she hugged herself tightly...

"Th-then... why did you do that?"

Fuyuhiko looked coldly at Akito, who was biting his lower lip. After sighing, he walked back to Akito's side. Stopping in
front of , Fuyuhiko spoke.

"Probably to shut me up... right?"

"Wh...what?"

"You accidentally discovered that I was working as a waiter over there. In the end, you didn't even notice it was
me, so my actions were unnecessary."

Fuyuhiko's words made Akito's vision go black.

(What is this guy talking about...)

The physical exhaustion after their first sexual encounter was indeed a factor, but more than that,
what Fuyuhiko said made Akito feel like the blood was flowing from his brain, and his steps became unsteady.

Fuyuhiko supported Akito, who was almost kneeling on the ground, and pulled his slender
body, even more delicate than he had imagined, to his chest. Burying his face in Akito's soft hair, Fuyuhiko spoke.

"But the love at first sight is real. I've been thinking about you all week."

"I like you..."

A soft confession, like a breath...

like a beautiful voice only heard in dreams...

The night breeze carried the sweet scent of flowers, enveloping them both. Under the pale moonlight, their lips
met again.

"That's too much..."

After the tender kiss, Akito lowered his head in confusion.

"Whom should I believe..."

Without a word, Fuyuhiko suddenly embraced Akito tightly, then grabbed his shoulders and
pulled .

"I'm sorry..."

The words uttered from his well-defined lips were an apology.

"I... have something I absolutely must apologize to you for..."

"No, I don't want to hear it..."

Akito shook his head desperately.

(Don't tell me you're lying to me or anything like that...)

Actually, you don't need me at all...

"Actually, I..."

"Ah... no... don't say anymore..."

To shut Fuyuhiko up, Akito stood on tiptoe, hugged Fuyuhiko's head, and then sealed Fuyuhiko
's mouth with his own lips.

"Akito..."

"I... actually, I like you..."

Yes. Actually, Akito had liked Fuyuhiko from the very beginning.

Just a fleeting glance, yet it was a fateful love that pierced through his heart...
After confessing in one breath, Akito buried his tearful eyes in Fuyuhiko's chest.

"Don't abandon me..."

"Poor... Akito..."

Just as Fuyuhiko was about to reach out and stroke Akito's hair with a pitying expression...

"Is that Jun over there?"

A voice, slightly loud for a male high school student, echoed through the night, and the beam of a flashlight illuminated the two
figures.

"Why are you two here?"

The person approaching the sea of cosmos flowers swaying in the moonlight was Ijuin Chinatsu, the head of the Disciplinary Committee.

"Is this some kind of late-night date?"

Even though she tilted her head to ask in a cute way, she couldn't hide the barb in her words.

Chika was more suited to a thorny, fiery red rose than a cosmos.

"Even without roll call, this is still annoying..."

It's you again? The light piercing her like it was directed at Akihito, but Fuyuhiko forcefully suppressed it.

"Such a beautiful moonlit night... this will only ruin the atmosphere."

Chika simply turned her face away defiantly at the Ice Emperor's words.

"Are you going to try and brush me off with something like that?"

Chika couldn't be tough on her childhood friend. She glared at Fuyuhiko like she was sulking.

"Why are you two here... answer me!"

Chinatsu pressed on relentlessly. But the smile on Fuyuhiko's face made the "Queen of Terror"

tremble slightly.

"While patrolling the campus, I spotted Inaba trying to sneak out, so I stopped him.
Since an attempted crime and it was his first offense, he won't be punished this time. Under my strict supervision, I'll submit a written reflection later with the committee.

That's all. Any questions?"

Chinatsu swallowed, looking at Fuyuhiko with teary eyes as he relentlessly delivered the lie.

"But..."

"Is everything alright now? Then we'll head back."

Fuyuhiko, speaking in a completely emotionless tone, lifted Akito by the wrist.

"Wh..." The flashlight slipped from Chinatsu's hands.

But Chinatsu wasn't the only one startled; Akito, the one being lifted, was even more surprised than Chinatsu.

"Wait... Ichijo..."

He grabbed Fuyuhiko's clothes, trying to get him to lower him, but the hands supporting him under his armpits and knees
wouldn't allow it.

"Inaba twisted his ankle while chasing me, so I have to take responsibility and bring him back to his room. That's all
."

This man always keeps his word once he says it.

Akito gave up his futile resistance early on and wrapped his arms around Fuyuhiko's neck.

"Sorry, Ijuin. I'll be more careful starting tomorrow..."

Chika, who could only stand there blankly, looked a little pitiful, and Akito apologized softly.

Because of this, Chika seemed to finally come to her senses and spoke to Akito in a stern tone.

"Don't think that just because you're a transfer student, you can do whatever you want... You need to be aware of your dignity as a Shiratori
student ."

Ignoring Akito's reluctant nod, Chika tugged at Fuyuhiko's shirt.

"Um... Fuyuhiko..."

Her tone was completely different from before, almost like a coquettish plea.

"Are you coming to the salon tomorrow night?"

"Yes, I'm planning to."

Fuyuhiko's voice was still flat.

"I'll wait for you..."

Chika's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, but it was drowned out by the chirping of insects around them

.

Akito seemed to understand Chinatsu's feelings at that moment, and his chest ached as well.

(Even though they were childhood friends, did Ijuin know about the other Fuyuhiko?)

Looking at the "Ice Emperor" Fuyuhiko, who seemed completely lost in thought, Chinatsu felt the same way as Akito
.

It must have been very tough...

Akito sighed deeply in his heart.

After entering the shadows of the school building, until Chinatsu couldn't see him, Fuyuhiko finally put Akito down on the ground.

"That was dangerous..."

Fuyuhiko said, stroking Akito's head.

"We almost had to serve thirty months of punishment together at the Kenzen Chapel."

"Huh?"

Akito stared blankly at Fuyuhiko.

"It's alright now, but in winter, that's an unbearable torture..."

That's not the point, is it?

"May I ask who you are?"

Akito's tone became respectful.

"Me? I am who I am..."

Fuyuhiko's handsome face broke into a wild laugh as if he couldn't contain himself.

"Wait... a minute. Has your personality changed again? Which side of Ichijo... are you?"

"Quiet..."

Fuyuhiko soothed Akito by pressing his finger to his lips.

Then, bending down, his over 180-centimeter height bringing his face close to Akito's.

"Ichijo Fuyuhiko, it's just me."

"What about that frivolous guy?"

"Of course... that's me too..."

Akito stared blankly at Fuyuhiko, as if tricked by a fox.

"That's... a split personality..."

Fuyuhiko tenderly stroked Akito's lips with his finger, then brought his own lips close.

"That's your misunderstanding... I was just pretending to be a good student at school."

A sweet smile appeared on Fuyuhiko's face.

"How could that be... then what

happened just now..." What was that scene in the cosmos field that looked like a scene from a movie...?

"So I've been trying to tell you..."

But he was interrupted by the confession and the kiss. As if recalling a happy memory, Fuyuhiko smiled and
gently embraced Akito's body.

"I'm really happy... I was just joking, I didn't expect to hear
such a passionate confession..."

He tightened his arms around Akito, showering him with kisses on his cheeks and ears.

Akito, as if disgusted by this, pushed him away, glaring at the exceptionally handsome man before him.

"You dare lie to me..."

And you made me say such a shameful confession...

"Don't worry, I have no intention of abandoning you..." Who would do something so wasteful? A deep, beautiful voice
uttered those words. "I will cherish you..." A sweet smile bloomed on his face.

(Damn it! This guy's only redeeming qualities are his face and his brains!)

He wanted to punch him, but instead received a deep kiss. Akito's wrists unconsciously wrapped around Fuyuhiko's
neck.

Then Akito remembered Fuyuhiko's other two good qualities. (Although I'm unwilling... kisses and that are

the best...)

The night Fuyuhiko and Akito first developed a romantic relationship ended.

Is the queen his rival?

"It's still so strange..."

Akito, still in his uniform, lay on his bed in his dorm room, pounding his innocent pillow with both hands.

Even if they had reached that point accidentally due to a moment of impulse, it still felt unnatural
that nothing .

It wasn't that he was unhappy about it...

Akito definitely didn't want that kind of thing, or that kind of thing... even saying it made him feel ashamed.

But there hadn't even been a good morning kiss.

"I want a kiss... well..."

Akito blushed as the words slipped out.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

Even though he'd had experience with girls before, his first kiss was with Fuyuhiko.

Thinking about it, Akito had only ever been treated like a prince by the girls at school,
a scoundrel who casually played the dating game.

Akito vowed in his heart that this time he'd be serious and have a mature romance "even if the object of his affections was a man"

...

but he was still a sexually active 20-year-old boy.

He spent every day in the same room with the person he liked, why wouldn't she even give him a kiss...?
That incredibly stubborn and old-fashioned student council president.

"So what happened that night was just a simple kiss...?"

After that, Fuyuhiko remained unchanged, just like before he met Akito, continuing
to work at Ekru's part-time job on Tuesdays and Fridays. Could it be that he'd found a new object of affection with that frivolous personality?

"I'm really worried..."

He'd already experienced firsthand how quickly Fuyuhiko acted outside of school. That's why he was even more
worried .

"Not only is he good-looking, but his skills in that area are also the best..."

Akito, realizing he had inadvertently complimented the other person, snorted and turned away. It would be nice if he occasionally took her out, but he

was shut down by a "Your friend? Who knows, your best friend might be waiting outside?" Aside from that, he spent all his nights at the salon, handling student council work until late. That must be because of the queen—Chinatsu. Thanks to this, Akito's unsatisfied desires had reached their peak. "Fuyuhiko..." Lying on the bed, Akito sighed and called out his lover's (I think) name. "If I continue to be so lonely, I really will become a womanizer..." Akito hesitated between comforting himself and living a healthy life by going to his classmates' rooms , just as Fuyuhiko stepped into the room. "Ah, Ichijo..." Feeling too embarrassed to call him by name, Akito said, "Um, I'd like to ask you to teach me math..." The guide to love is to actively make contact... but Akito, who wanted to keep Fuyuhiko, immediately tasted the bitter fruit of failure. "Sorry, I have to attend the school festival committee meeting right away." It's because of school, so there's no way around it. After all, the student council president is the top of all committees. "Ah, um. It's okay, I'll teach math next time..." "Sorry..." Holding the documents in one hand, Fuyuhiko quickly left the room. They're lovers, after all; if only he could say things like, "Come back soon! *kiss*." Akito couldn't help but roll around on the bed imagining himself. To borrow a classmate's words, it's probably like "this is the most enjoyable time," even dropping chopsticks would be funny. But it's still strange that there's no H. But Fuyuhiko is still the same old Fuyuhiko... "Hmm, whatever." Thinking about it more won't help. Thinking about this, Akito decided to leave the room and go to the meeting room to watch TV. When he returned to the room, he was furious. "Don't joke around!" Returning from the meeting room, Akito, his anger like a volcano about to erupt, stripped off his clothes and crawled naked into the bed. "That...you big liar!" Although it felt unpleasant to have his feathers bitten, his favorite feather pillow ended up soaked with saliva. The reason Akito was so angry was because Shiratori's school festival had been cancelled last year, meaning the festival preparation committee that Fuyuhiko claimed he would attend didn't even exist. (That guy...why did he tell such a...lie that's about to be exposed...) Was this Fuyuhiko trying to get his attention by avoiding him, subtly telling Akito that they should break up? The thought of being abandoned...Akito's stomach started to ache. The incident before summer vacation had clearly left a significant shadow. Even if he didn't have any lingering feelings for his girlfriend, Akito had fundamentally lost confidence in himself. Akito sighed, "Sigh—". The previous relationship could be healed simply by transferring schools, but if Fuyuhiko dumped him, Akito might not be able to recover immediately. Having transferred schools just because he was dumped by a girl, the only person Akito wanted to hold onto, even at the cost of his pride, was Fuyuhiko. But… someone saw Fuyuhiko enter Chinatsu's room, and not just once or twice… Chinatsu's room is in the opposite direction from the student council's salon. Indeed, Chinatsu's appearance is a recognized school idol, and she's also Fuyuhiko's childhood friend, so she knows . But… could it be…? Of course, I take back the thought that I accidentally felt sorry for Chinatsu because she fell in love with Fuyuhiko ! If we're going to fight, let's fight to the end! But actually, he still wanted to hear from Fuyuhiko that there were no problems between them… "What kind of affair is this! You bastard!" The moment Akito yelled, he heard the sound of a key being inserted into the door, and he turned the doorknob as well. …He really knows how to seize the moment. No matter when, whether Akito is masturbating alone or talking badly about Fuyuhiko, it 's like he's sniping back at these times. Anyway, tonight will definitely be the same… Sure enough, it was Fuyuhiko who stepped into the room. Because Akito had turned the room lights down to the lowest setting, in the dim light, Fuyuhiko kicked away Akito's clothes that were scattered on the floor as he walked towards the bedside of the princess who was pretending to be asleep. Pulling back the covers, he brought his lips close to Akito's tear-streaked eyes, who was completely submerged in the bed. "I'm sorry I'm late..." he murmured in a low voice. Just as he had tried to pull away when he approached, Akito grabbed his wrist tightly. "Akito? You're still awake?" "You're... so late?" Fuyuhiko's tone was like comforting a child, stroking Akito's hair. The feeling of being touched by Fuyuhiko was wonderful; he wanted it to stay like this forever... Wait! Now wasn't the time to be comforted! "Where did you go..." "Huh? Didn't I say it was the committee?"

Fuyuhiko answered in his deep, beautiful voice.

However, because he was backlit by the dim light, Fuyuhiko's expression was completely hidden.

"Th-that...um..."

Akihiko wanted to ask what was going on between Fuyuhiko and Chinatsu, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"What were you doing in Ijuin's room?" or "You were lying when you said you went to the committee, weren't you?" If she
could ask either of those questions, things would be clearer than they were now.

Fuyuhiko spoke as if he didn't know about Akihiko's inner struggle.

"It's late...go to sleep."

Fuyuhiko, a perfectionist by nature, was about to straighten the blankets when he accidentally touched Akihiko's
bare chest.

"Akihiko..."

Fuyuhiko's hand slowly covered Akihiko's chest, as if he were checking the lines of her breasts.

"What's wrong, dressed like this..."

"Ugh..."

Whether intentionally or accidentally, Fuyuhiko's fingers touched the protrusion on her chest, causing Akihiko
to let out a soft gasp .

Fuyuhiko asked with a soft laugh.

"You have a habit of sleeping naked, I didn't even know that."

"It has nothing to do with you, right? No matter how I sleep, you're not interested at all..."

Finally, this resentful tone came out of his mouth. Akito hated himself for this and
slapped Fuyuhiko's hand away.

If Fuyuhiko had said something unimportant like "you'll catch a cold" and left, Akito
's troubles wouldn't have been resolved, but at least they wouldn't have exploded on the spot.

"But... it's really a very provocative outfit..."

Fuyuhiko murmured, his gaze fixed on Akito.

"Never mind me, anyway, you're not interested in my affairs anymore, are you?"

"Why... do you think that?"

"Of course it is..."

Akito almost blurted out.

You've been away from your room the whole time, and you've been hanging out in someone else's room.

But if he answered like that, he would definitely be laughed at for being a spoiled brat... which was
unbearable .

"Akito..."

"N-nothing. Really, nothing at all..."

As he tried to push away Fuyuhiko's approaching body, a sudden surge of heat slid down his cheek. Akito
was startled .

He touched his eyes with his fingers.

Fuyuhiko's hand stroked Akito's hair again.

"Why are you crying..."

"I don't know..."

"How could you not know..."

Fuyuhiko wiped away Akito's tears with his fingers and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be stubborn, you'll feel better if you talk about it."

"But... it will bother you if you talk about it..."

Akito said while stealing glances at Fuyuhiko's reaction, but Fuyuhiko's handsome face only showed a smile.

"Although I don't know what's bothering you, it's better to solve troublesome things sooner rather than later."

It sounded like Fuyuhiko's idea.

"Tell me..."

Urged by Fuyuhiko, Akito finally told him what he had heard in the interview room.

"I see."

Fuyuhiko held Akito's chin with his hand and looked at Akito with his head turned to the side.

"So you completely believe what you heard?"

Fuyuhiko said in a resentful tone.

"But..."

Hearing that tone, Akito couldn't help but protest.

"It's hard for me not to believe it, because... there's no school festival preparation committee at all."

"That's a misunderstanding."

Fuyuhiko's tone was full of confidence.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the Preparatory Committee does exist. The festival and the Executive Committee
were indeed forced to stop due to the school's opposition, but the
Preparatory Committee, which existed with the intention of reviving the festival, remained..."

Who exactly lied about it not existing?

For a moment, Akito seemed to see the "Ice Emperor's" side, and he shuddered in fear. Fuyuhiko
then urged Akito with the sentence "And then..."

"Ah... and then you kept going in and out of Ijuin's room."

Akito, already at a disadvantage because of the Preparatory Committee, still questioned him.

"Spending time in Ijuin's room...?"

Asked by Fuyuhiko, Akito reluctantly bit his lower lip and nodded.

"That's definitely not a lie..."

"See?" Fuyuhiko sighed softly to Akito, who had turned his back to him.

"But that's not accurate information either. It's true I went to Ijuin's room, but not to see him."

"Huh? Why then?"

"I went to see Iijima, Ijuin's roommate. He's the head of the craft club..."

The head of the craft club?

"Why did you go to see him?"

"Hmm..."

Fuyuhiko looked confused, brushing a stray strand of black hair back with his fingers.

"To replace the school festival, we're preparing a charity bazaar, and the student council decided on 'cute little
things' for the items. So every day I went to ask him how to make Akito's body, and I couldn't help but want to escape Fuyuhiko.

But no matter how far Akito backed away, Fuyuhiko would immediately follow, and a mischievous smile would appear on his face.

"So? Any questions?"

But the defiant Akito still shook his head vigorously.

"Then... why did you do it secretly..."

"That's because... the items for the bazaar are a secret until the day of the event."

"Is that so?" Akito had completely surrendered, his eyes wide open. Fuyuhiko looked at
Akito with a cold smile.

"That's it. Now how are you going to make up for the suspicions you had about me?"

"Eh, t-but...it was all because of a misunderstanding..."

"Hmm!"

"Hmm...it hurts..."

Fuyuhiko moved closer to Akito's earlobe and bit it hard.

Fuyuhiko sat down next to Akito.

"What does this misunderstanding have to do with you sleeping naked?"

"Hmm...this,this is..."

"You thought I was a womanizer, so you felt lonely..."

No, no, that's not it. Akito's face turned red and he shook his head violently.

"Are you still trying to seduce me with this outfit?"

"Who would do that..."

Although she was still trying to sound tough, her heart and body were already trembling with anticipation.

"Akito is so cute..."

Fuyuhiko chuckled softly, his warm hand encircling Akito's bare shoulder.

"Hmm... Ah..."

Fuyuhiko looked at Akito with a satisfied smile, seeing that even the touch alone had aroused her.

"You really like me that much..."

"Who... likes... Ah..."

Akito turned her face away, suddenly realizing that she and Fuyuhiko in this state didn't have that kind of relationship yet.

Thinking of this, a sense of fear rose along with curiosity.

"You like me, right? But... which side of me?"

Fuyuhiko slowly tilted his head and asked.

"You annoying guy... You know perfectly well..."

Covering her blushing cheeks with her hands, Akito protested softly.

"I like both sides..."

"Akito..."

The voice that entered her ears was sweet.

"I'm so happy..."

Despite ignoring Akito for a week, Fuyuhiko sneaked into Akito's bedside with an air of great joy.

And as if to fill the void of that time, he kissed Akito passionately.

"Mmm... mmm..."

Although he tried to resist, he ultimately failed due to lack of oxygen.

Fuyuhiko pinned the panting Akito beneath him.

Then, while Akito was completely unable to move, he asked,

"You want me, don't you..."

"Huh?"

Akito, slightly dazed from the deep kiss, could only look at Fuyuhiko breathlessly.

"You want me... you're filled with me, aren't you?"

"Ah! You wouldn't have ignored me for a week because of that...

and didn't do anything... "

"You guessed it..."

Fuyuhiko admitted without any guilt.

"The way you look at me so passionately makes me really happy..."

Hearing Fuyuhiko's intoxicated confession, Akito's face turned bright red.

"You really are... a really awful person..."

Despite Akito's words, Fuyuhiko smiled.

"Big liar..."

"I don't deny it..."

Fuyuhiko hugged Akito's waist, turning them face-to-face.

"Deception..."

"Strategy games have always been my forte, and this is the perfect opportunity to showcase my skills?"

"...I can't believe it!!"

Fuyuhiko tapped Akito's forehead with his finger.

"You're the one who immediately believes completely baseless rumors."

Ugh... Akito could only shut up after being told that.

As expected of a man at the pinnacle of Shiratori, attacking people's sore spots was his forte.

He finally understood the reason why that "terrifying queen," Ijuin Chinatsu, couldn't win.

Akito's cheek, moved by the strange sight, was enveloped by Fuyuhiko's warm hand.

"I've had a hard time. I've had to constantly suppress the urge to ambush you..."

That's why he'd been trying so hard to keep them apart... A sorrowful smile appeared on Fuyuhiko's face.

"Why...why do something like this on purpose?"

"To tell you...that even after a man has his lover's body, he still feels insecure..."

Because he can't see the other person's heart... Fuyuhiko added this sentence.

"I'm a man too..."

"So...you feel insecure, right?"

We're all the same... Fuyuhiko took Akito's hand and placed it on his lips.

"Ah...um..."

Akito hurriedly pulled his hand back, shaking his head vigorously.

"It's you...who makes me feel insecure..."

Could he already be tired of him...or was that night just a game from the beginning...? How troubled

he was , Akito's tears welled up again.

"I hate you..."

The kisses, sought from every angle, were so sweet, and Akito buried his face in Fuyuhiko's chest in regret.

Fuyuhiko hugged Akito's body tightly.

"That's why I want to put your mind at ease now...to cherish you properly..."

Hot breath touched his burning ear.

"I really love you the most..."

"Um..."

The protrusion on his chest was suddenly kissed, and Akito couldn't help but bite his lower lip.

"This should make up for it, right..."

"Too...late...a week has passed...interest should have been added long ago..."

"You're right..."

For some reason, Fuyuhiko's voice sounded quite happy.

"So, including the interest...I'll pay you with this and this right now..."

Taking Akito's hand, Fuyuhiko guided it to his throbbing left breast and another, even more passionately throbbing spot.

"Ugh..."

Sensing Fuyuhiko's desire, Akito's body trembled.

"My operation was a success, wasn't it..."

A murmur, mixed with breath, escaped from near Akito's lips.

"I'm the winner in love..."

After saying this, Fuyuhiko grasped Akito's delicate desire and gently caressed it.

"Ah...ha..."

Akito couldn't help but gasp. His young body, which hadn't experienced anything for a week, was already feeling an almost unbearable pleasure just
from this .

"How...does it feel great?"

"I don't know..."

Honestly admitting Fuyuhiko's victory was difficult for Akito, so he shook his head in refusal.

"Then, should I stop...?"

Though he said this with a mischievous grin, Fuyuhiko's hands showed no intention of leaving Akito's side.

"Ah...no...don't stop..."

After Akito's tearful confession, Fuyuhiko gently nodded and buried his face in Akito's neck.

"Ha...ahhh..."

His neck was gently nibbled, and his body felt as if it were burning.

"Ah...ahhh..."

Hearing Akito's panting, Fuyuhiko whispered, "Akito...so sexy..."

"That voice...it's irresistible..."

As if declaring the meaning of his words, Fuyuhiko rubbed his burning erection against Akito's
thigh.

In that instant, a current surged through Akito's body.

"Ah...ah..."

Unable to stop trembling, Akito clung tightly to Fuyuhiko's body.

As if responding to Akito, Fuyuhiko skillfully harnessed his heat, penetrating deep into Akito's body.

"Ah...so hot..."

"Your body...is too..."

Without even a gap, their heat merged.

Their pulses overlapped, their breaths mingled, and the light of the world seemed to melt and blur.
A sensation surging from within filled the space between them.

"Fuyuhiko...I've become so strange..."

Akito said, only to be rebuffed by Fuyuhiko's sweet voice.

"I've always been..."

The slow, almost restless rhythm gradually quickened.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore..."

Unable to restrain himself, Akito's fingers dug into his lover's shoulders, and Fuyuhiko suddenly hugged Akito
's body tightly as if he were going crazy.

"Ah... no... ahh... um..."

His neck was bitten, his earlobe was sucked, and everything turned into pleasure.

"No... I can't take it anymore... my consciousness will fly away..."

Help me... Fuyuhiko...

His last wish was sucked into his lover's kiss.

Akito felt the proof of his lover's burning desire through his body and lost consciousness.

Is his brother a rival?

There is someone here who is not happy about the warming up between the two of them...

that is, Ijuin Chinatsu, Fuyuhiko's childhood friend and the disciplinary committee member of Shiratori Academy High School
.

Until now, Fuyuhiko has been a stubborn ice emperor who looks down on everyone else, so he wanted to slowly
show his charm. But it was taken away by Akito who suddenly appeared from the side, which is not interesting to Chinatsu at all
.

"I will never! Give up!"

Sitting on the rattan chair in the student council salon, Chinatsu hugged the decorated cushion and swore.

Her own room was the same; it was filled with cushions and trinkets, all handiwork by her roommate, the
"crafts club president"—Iijima.

"But why would Fuyuhiko fall for that Inaba Akito?"

Biting a corner of a cushion, Chinatsu turned her head, pondering.

"He is indeed a handsome boy… but it's not that bad. There
are people everywhere who are prettier or cuter than him…"

Like me… Picking up a mirror, Chinatsu sighed.

"I'm definitely cuter… Fuyuhiko's tastes have always been terrible…"

Suddenly remembering something, Chinatsu exclaimed, "Ah!"

"Yeah… I see, that's why Fuyuhiko…"

Chinatsu suddenly laughed, tossing the cushion on her lap up and catching it.

"Good things come to those who wait…"

Hugging the cushion, Chinatsu stood up, deciding to immediately execute her plan, and dashed out of the room.

"What… what do you want?"

Akito, whom Chinatsu had called to the rooftop, looked at her warily.

Looking at it this way, Chinatsu really doesn't seem like a second-year high school boy at all.

If she were a beautiful middle school girl, probably no one would doubt it.

Compared to him...

(I guess I still look like a boy no matter how you look at me.)

Looking at his wrists and body, Akito muttered to himself. (Why would Fuyuhiko abandon
Chinatsu, who is like a beautiful girl, and choose me instead?)

Remembering Fuyuhiko's words about love at first sight, Akito's ears started to burn.

"What, don't make that kind of smile... It's disgusting..."

Chinatsu's voice seemed to have a thorn in it.

"Wh-what's disgusting..."

"Ugh—that's why I hate people who are prone to misunderstandings—"

(What is this guy talking about? It feels awful...)

Akito pouted and glared at Chinatsu.

The reason Fuyuhiko would skip Chinatsu and choose him was definitely because of his personality.

(I can't really be considered a good person... I'm strong-willed and proud...)

And I'm also jealous...

Thinking about it, he did suspect something between Fuyuhiko and Chinatsu... Akito sighed.

"What are you thinking about now..."

Chika's words irritated Akito.

"No, nothing. Just say it!"

"How scary. Why would Fuyuhiko choose someone like that... Even if he resembles that person..."

Chika hugged herself, glancing furtively at Akito.

"But he's prettier than that person..."

"What 'that person'..."

Chika's reserved answer only fueled Akito's anger, and he roared.

"Want to know?"

Chika, having caught the bait, asked with a satisfied smile.

"If you really want to know, then I can tell you..."

"Never mind..."

Akito, already impatient, turned away from Chika and tried to leave.

"Eh! I was just kidding, I'll tell you—"

Chika frantically tried to stop Akito, but he acted as if he'd already told her everything.

This attitude annoyed Chika, but she couldn't let her prey escape, so she
forced a smile.

"I've always been worried about you. If you really fall in love with Fuyuhiko, you'll definitely get hurt..."

"...What do you mean? I'll get hurt..."

Because these words came from Chinatsu, who was hostile towards him, he took them with a grain of salt, but
he still felt a pang of unease.

"Don't you want to know..."

"Hmm..."

"Who...is Fuyuhiko really in love with?"

"The person he likes?"

Akito tilted his head to look at Chinatsu.

"You're not thinking of yourself, are you?"

"Ugh..."

Chinatsu turned away as if shy.

"I really want to say that, but we're talking about someone else..."

Watching Chinatsu fidget with her fingers, Akito felt inexplicably tired.

"Well, it's me..."

Akito answered casually, as if everything was fine.

"So it's someone else..."

Even though Chinatsu was angry and he wanted to answer with someone else's name, he couldn't think of anyone.

"Um, is it someone I know?"

"I probably don't know."

Hearing this, Akito's patience finally reached its limit.

"How could I possibly know..."

Chinatsu shouted back at Akito's outburst.

"So I didn't ask you to guess, I just asked if you wanted to know..."

"Is that so?"

Chinatsu puffed out her cheeks and nodded.

"Then, who is it?"

Akito demanded an answer directly.

"It's no fun if you just tell me directly..."

"Who cares about that, just tell me..."

To Akito like this, Chinatsu finally revealed her trump card.

"Akito's older brother. Fuyuhiko's older brother, but not by blood... Fuyuhiko has a very serious brother
complex ."

As if hearing a language from another world, Akito's mind went blank.

"Older brother? How old is he? Where is he now? Does Ichijo really like him?
What is their actual relationship...?"

"Please stop for a second..."

Chinatsu could only call for a pause from Akito's barrage of questions.

"Inaba... you're completely different from my impression of him..."

"Is that so?"

Even so, she had no idea what Akito was like in Chinatsu's mind, nor did she know
where the difference lay.

"Ichijo Akito graduated from Shiratori this March and is now a first-year university student. He should be living alone
in the city center now. As for Fuyuhiko, both his parents are overseas, so he shouldn't have a home here. That's why he went to the middle school attended by the son of his mother's
second husband."

"Phew—"

This was the first time she had heard about Fuyuhiko's family. So, Akito had no idea about
Fuyuhiko outside of school, except for knowing he worked at the club…

“Fuyuhiko has always been on my brother’s side. I don’t
know exactly what kind of relationship they have…”

Chinatsu stopped talking and took Akito’s hand.

“But it’s probably because you share a dorm room with him, which is why he’s confused you with my brother
… So, you understand?”

—If you think of yourself as a Stand, I won’t stop you.

After whispering this in Akito’s ear, Chinatsu looked at him with pity.

Chinatsu’s operation had indeed had a significant effect.

In Akito’s extremely proud mind, the word “Stand” was now
playing on repeat like a record.

Even though it was Chinatsu who spoke, she held Akito’s hand tightly.

“Stand… Stand…”

Akito muttered to himself, gripping the roof railing tightly. Of course, unaware that she had left him behind, Chinatsu, who had already gone
downstairs, happily said, “It went very smoothly!”

"Akito... a goodnight kiss..."

This is Akito's dorm room.

Akito stares blankly at Fuyuhiko, who's sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at him intently.

"This guy calls me 'Akito,' but is he really calling me?"

Which Akito's "Aki" is it? Akito can't help but start to doubt.

"Akito? What's wrong with you today? You're acting strange." "

Don't call me Akito!"

Fuyuhiko just looks at Akito with surprise at his sudden outburst.

"Why? Akito is Akito, isn't he? It sounds cute and loud, it really fits Akito's image."

Hearing this, the shadow of another Akito's existence falls even deeper into Akito's heart.

"I'm sorry... I'm going to sleep now..."

"Do you have a fever?"

Feeling Fuyuhiko's temperature as he measures Akito's body temperature with his forehead, but it's not actually Akito's.

"No, not at all. I'm just a little tired." "

Is that so..."

Akito turns his face away from the approaching lips.

"I'm sorry... I want to take a break from this for a while..."

Being used as a substitute and hugged was too painful for Akito.

Fuyuhiko quietly watched Akito sneak into bed.

His ex-friend's ambition was to become the Big Bad Wolf?

"You're kidding me..."

Around the middle of October, a transfer student suddenly arrived in their class. When
Akito saw the transfer student, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Harumi... why are you here..."

To avoid being noticed, Akito covered his head and tried to turn his back to the podium where Harumi was.

But Harumi had already figured out Akito's behavior and was clearly facing him, so she began to give a bright self-
introduction.

"I'm Izumozaki Harumi, the ex-boyfriend of Inaba Akito sitting over there. I hope you'll take care of me from now on."

Yes, Akito's ex-friend, Izumozaki Harumi, had actually followed Akito to Shiratori School.

After saluting, Harumi waved to the classmates who were cheering and whistling.

Akito sighed deeply as if all his strength had been drained, and secretly looked at Fuyuhiko next to him.

Of course, Fuyuhiko, completely playing the "Ice Emperor" in the classroom, remained expressionless
as he casually wrote down the transfer student's name in the student council handbook. There was absolutely no indication
that he was the one who had given that student a sound beating at the club.

(This guy's acting is ten times better than mine...)

Feeling a slight twitch in his cheek, Akito shrank back in fear.

Judging from Fuyuhiko's personality, he's probably extremely jealous. Of course, his memory isn't
bad, so he should have noticed that Harumi was the one chasing after Akito back then.

(What am I going to do...?)

And because he realized he was Fuyuhiko's stand-in, he and Fuyuhiko are currently in a cold war
.

(I hope this doesn't turn into a real problem...)

Akito shivered, sensing the approaching icy storm.

Harumi, however, seemed completely oblivious to the fact that Fuyuhiko was the waiter from that time.

The evidence was that after the self-introductions during morning self-study, during a break before the first class,
she went up to Fuyuhiko and said, "I want to sit next to Akito, switch seats with me..."—a truly terrifying statement.

But Fuyuhiko responded with an icy tone, as if it were perfectly normal.

"I refuse. Seating is arranged according to the Japanese syllabary (hiragana and katakana), a tradition of our school.
Seating arrangements . You should go back to your own seat..."

"What?! She was so earnestly asking me, and who are you?"

(The student council president...that guy...)

Although he wanted to tell Harumi, he didn't want to get involved with her in front of everyone, so Akito
chose to remain silent.

He desperately wanted to beg Harumi to stop provoking Fuyuhiko...

if she valued her life...

but Harumi was fooled by Fuyuhiko's good student appearance, seemingly believing that a little threat would make him obedient
, so she clung to him.

From the fact that Fuyuhiko completely ignored Harumi, it was clear his displeasure had escalated
from zero to its peak.

Akito couldn't help but want to escape...

"Ah..."

Akito let out a silent groan. The reason was that he noticed Ijuin Chinatsu, sitting in the front row, clearly
interested in Harumi, smiling as she looked over.

The news that Harumi and Chinatsu had formed an alliance quickly spread throughout the class.

Only about
one- . But who knew how the rumors would develop if things continued like this?

Before that, Harumi, who had specifically followed Akito to Shiratori, made no attempt to hide her obsession, and with
Chinatsu's help, was targeting Akito's chastity.

Anyway, just go for it. There seems to be a terrifying consensus between the two.

In short, the goal is to make Akito a flawed product (whether this is appropriate is debatable, and then use
this opportunity to get the person they like).

Yesterday was the same... After Fuyuhiko went out to make some small things, Akito, who was watching TV in the meeting room,
was called out by the student council secretary, a first-year student.

Fuyuhiko is looking for you, so go to Chinatsu's room... Akito went to Chinatsu's room as instructed, but Fuyuhiko was not
waiting for him.

"Why are you here..."

"I'm the doorman—"

Harumi answered Akito, who was frowning and asking. Harumi

was sitting on a bed full of dolls, which was either Chinatsu's or the crafts club president Iijima's.

"Where's Ichijo?"

Akito, who knew instantly that Fuyuhiko was not in the room, still asked.

"I don't know... I'm just a doorman."

"Oh, never mind then..."

Akito turned around to go back, but found that the door was locked.

"...What's going on..."

The dormitory room was locked from the inside, and opened and closed with a key from the hallway, but this door was the opposite.

Apparently, as soon as Akito stepped into the room, someone locked the door from the hallway.

"Don't joke around..."

Akito, pounding on the door with his fist, was completely unaware that Harumi was quietly approaching from behind.

"No need to be so anxious to go back..."

Using the wrist strength honed from her daily training, Harumi wrapped it around Akito's neck.

Although he didn't know the name of the technique, it was definitely a judo technique.

"Hmm, because my neck is thin, it's easy to succeed..." Akito vaguely heard Harumi's
words , and then lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness, Akito was lying on the bed with his hands tied to either end.

"Liar, what is this..."

He pulled hard on his wrists, but the plastic rope binding his hands didn't loosen at all.

"Hey, Harumi. What are you thinking!"

"What am I thinking... I know perfectly well that Akito is really cold..."

(What?)

Is this girl out of her mind? Harumi didn't seem to be without problems, and Akito couldn't help but swallow
hard.

Although she wasn't wearing a strange mask, Harumi was now dressed like a queen, and even
a whip was ready.

(Thank goodness... at least her lower body is wearing ordinary pants...)

Although it was strange to feel at ease because of this, it was better than being attacked by a man wearing fishnet stockings.

It seemed that Harumi still had a little conscience left, and Akito was sincerely grateful that Harumi was at least
wearing ordinary leather pants.

"Harumi! Where did you get these clothes?"

"Hmm? They suit you well, don't they?"

Harumi blew a kiss to him with his handsome face.

"Have you fallen in love with me again?"

He had never fallen in love with her in the first place... Akito chose to answer Harumi's question with silence.

"Don't be so shy, it's okay... anyway, it's just the two of us here..."

"So, about your clothes..."

"Ah? This is a gift from Chinatsu. That girl is quite cute, isn't she?"

I see... but why does Chinatsu have these clothes?

It's still a mystery! Ijuin Chinatsu—perhaps there's a deeper
meaning behind her being called the "Queen of Terror. "

Harumi bent down to look at Akito, who was shivering.

"Are you cold? But it's okay, I'll warm you up in a minute..."

"No need..."

Harumi looked at Akito with a sorrowful gaze as he quickly replied.

"Why? Akito, we weren't always so close..."

"That was before..."

Harumi forced Akito to turn away with her tearful eyes.

"I've always wanted to make up with you. Like today! It's been so long since I've been able to be with you, and I've been planning this since
this morning ."

A plan? This...

Akito couldn't help but be surprised.

"Does this remind you of when we went to play in the back mountain in the spring? I miss those days..."

"You were so happy eating the rice balls I made..."

"Liar. Those rice balls were awful. They even had cheese in them, it was a prank..."

"That was on purpose. I... if Akito had eaten that rice ball back then, I would have decided to
confess. But you were busy chatting with girls..."

(This is such a troublesome development...)

If the conversation becomes serious, it will be difficult for Akito to handle, because he is
the type who easily succumbs to his feelings.

Harumi knows this about Akito very well, which is why she uses her tearful eyes.

Akito's gaze shifts from Harumi, who is looking at him with bright eyes,
and he is surprised to see his condition below the neck.

His attention was drawn to Harumi's clothes, and he didn't notice his own situation at all.

"W-what happened..."

Akito was lying on the bed wearing only a shirt (and only one button was fastened).

"Whoa!" Harumi clicked her tongue at Akito, who started to struggle again.

"I guess I can only make you understand with my body after all..."

Saying such a terrifying line, Harumi used the handle of the whip she held to lift Akito's chin.

"I'll make you feel really good..."

"No... I don't need it..."

Soothing Akito, Harumi straddled his legs, her fingers exploring his chest beneath his shirt.

"Don't say that, it's good to try it out, it'll definitely feel good..."

Harumi's face wore a con artist's smile.

"You're lucky, this is the promotional period. A year of free service, no money required..."

Akito shook his head vigorously;

"Isn't that a good deal? Otherwise, I'd like to add some freebies, how about we date?"

It's not like she's a newspaper salesperson...

Akito glared at Harumi, trying to shrink back, but Harumi suddenly reached for Akito's
boyish parts.

"Ah. Ugh... No..."

This direct attack was terrible for Akito, even though it was Harumi, that area was really
sensitive .

"Please...don't touch..."

"Is that how someone asks for a favor? Huh?"

(Her attitude is scary, Harumi...)

"If you ask me to touch you, I'll be gentler with you..."

"It's not like I asked you to touch me." As if wanting to completely satisfy him, Harumi persistently stroked Akito
's area.

"Ah...no...no..."

Strange sounds accidentally came from there.

(Oh no...)

As expected, Harumi's eyes were filled with lust for Akito and were shining brightly.

People always regret things afterward...

"Isn't this reaction honest...every time we go to the bathroom together, I always think, 'So
cute , I want to touch it...'"

(Are you kidding me...?)

Akito broke out in a cold sweat.

After all, the two of them were indeed friends until summer, but he didn't expect Harumi to be looking at him with
such impure eyes.

"This size feels so good to touch...it makes me want to taste it..."

"Ah...I don't think it tastes that good..."

Akito anxiously tried to stop Harumi's thoughts.

But Harumi wouldn't listen to anyone trying to stop her.

"Really? It's dripping with honey, looks delicious..."

Harumi licked a little of the liquid that Akito had produced with her finger.

"Mmm... delicious. Rich and flavorful... with a hint of sweetness..."

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Akito's legs were lifted up, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Harumi inserted the whip handle between Akito's white thighs.

"Wow..."

"Oh... this side looks soft and delicious too, which side should I eat first?"

"No, stop... stop... Harumi..."

Just as Akito shouted, the door suddenly opened, and the two people's gazes naturally focused on the door.

"What's going on?"

The one who entered was the Ice Emperor, still carrying a large paper bag.

Fuyuhiko slowly put down the bag, and a bunch of bear, rabbit, and electric mouse plush
toys .

"Ah... we can't disturb them."

The one trying to stop Fuyuhiko was the owner of the room—Chinatsu.

"Oh... is that why we can't use this room tonight...?"

"Y-yes. Inaba said he wanted to borrow this room, so..." Chinatsu told
a lie .

"How could I say something like that..."

Akito muttered in denial, but because of the current situation, he still tried to shrink his body and hide his
exposed parts.

"Fuyuhiko has been lying to him all along. This guy doesn't care who the object is..."

So no one will believe what you say...

"Get out of here quietly, or... don't blame me for being impolite."

Fuyuhiko finally said this to Chinatsu and pushed him out the door.

Then, after blocking the doorway with a nearby table, Fuyuhiko faced the two of them again.

He took off his glasses, which had no prescription, grabbed Harumi's body without saying a word, and peeled her off Akito.

Then he made Harumi face him and stared at him coldly.

"Wh-what... what right do you have to do this..."

Harumi panicked and accused Fuyuhiko in a panic, overwhelmed by his gaze alone.

"I'm Izumozaki Harumi, Akito's ex-friend and future boyfriend. Don't bother us..."

"If we're talking about rights, I should be the one asking. I'm Akito's current boyfriend, haven't you heard?"

Harumi first shook her head, then nodded.

"I have, but I thought it was a joke."

"Unfortunately, it's true."

Fuyuhiko solemnly told Harumi, then lifted her collar.

"Ugh... wait, wait..."

"Why should I wait for you..."

Fuyuhiko mercilessly used the whip that had fallen on the bed to tie Harumi's hands behind her back,
then untied the rope binding Akito's hand and tied Harumi's feet as well.

"What are you doing! How could you do something so cruel to someone..."

Harumi screamed, rolling on the ground.

"Do you really think it's okay for the student council president to do this to a weak student?!"

"I didn't say I thought it was okay."

Fuyuhiko said this to Harumi, who then stretched out her leg.

"Then let me go..."

But Fuyuhiko just calmly looked at Harumi's lower abdomen.

"No. Because this thing is a wolf that will ambush ordinary students."

Fuyuhiko flicked his finger on Harumi's private parts and stood up mercilessly.

"Ouch! You devil! You demon!"

"It seems the punishment isn't enough."

To the struggling Harumi, Fuyuhiko stomped on her private parts.

"You've already ignored what I said once."

"Huh? What..."

"I told you before, this is mine. Don't touch it."

Pulling up his bangs, Fuyuhiko threatened in a low voice. Only then did Harumi seem to notice that Fuyuhiko
was the waiter from back then.

"Liar, liar... This is fraud..."

"Where? It's because you didn't listen to others that you suffered this retribution. From now on, you should learn to
listen to others."

Harumi played her trump card against the lecturing Fuyuhiko.

"As the student council president, you still work part-time. I'll report you to the school." "

Then I'll also tell everyone what you did. Attempted to rape a student and got knocked unconscious..."

He continued to stomp on Harumi's private parts as he spoke.

"And you were even attacked by the person you threatened, and now this place is unusable..."

Fuyuhiko emphasized that he was acting in self-defense with a flamboyant smile.

"Any questions..."

Harumi shook her head vigorously, saying she had nothing.

"Good that you understand..."

He considered Harumi forgiven and returned to Akito's side.

"Fuyu... no, Ichijo..."

Akito was still ashamed of calling him by his name in public.

It was strange to call each other by name when they were both men.

"Ichijo... let go of this..."

Akito gestured to his still-bound left hand, begging Fuyuhiko.

Although he could probably loosen his grip, Akito was not only left-handed, but his right hand was also very weak. Plus,
the ropes were tied very tightly, making it impossible to break free.

"Hurry up..."

Akito called Fuyuhiko's name, his body covered by his shirt.

But Fuyuhiko just stared at Akito with a gaze that seemed to penetrate his shirt.

"W-what is it..."

"Nothing, I just remembered it's been a while since I've done it..."

Remembering that this was all because of his constant rejections, Akito couldn't help but look away.

"At first, I thought this was revenge for my actions, and I was even looking forward to your special service with interest...
"

Although his tone sounded calm, his gaze was unusually intense.

"It's been almost a month... your rejections..."

"No, it hasn't been that long... only two weeks, no, only three weeks..."

"That's more than enough... it's time for you to pay up, isn't it?"

"No, no way... in this situation?"

Akito frantically tried to untie the ropes, but as expected, he couldn't break free.

"Harumi, Harumi's watching too..."

"Ah, don't mind me... I'll just observe from the side..."

Harumi wisely lowered her head when Fuyuhiko turned to look at her.

Fuyuhiko's punishment just now seemed to be very effective; Harumi clearly didn't disobey Fuyuhiko's orders.

"Traitor!"

Knowing full well that calling him that would only make Fuyuhiko feel worse...

Fuyuhiko, facing Akito again, pressed one foot onto the bed. Due to the rebound, several dolls
fell off the bed.

"Ah, this is Ijuin's bed, right? It's not good to use it casually; he can be quite scary when he's angry...
"

"This is Iijima's bed,"

Fuyuhiko said definitively.

"Yes, yes, Chinatsu said she couldn't get her own bed dirty, so she used Iijima's side..."

Harumi chimed in from the side.

"Iijima has a very gentle personality; she can just apologize later."

"That's not how it works, is it?"

"That's exactly right."

Fuyuhiko coldly rejected Akito's protest, using his hand to pull up Akito's bangs.

"Let's start by paying the interest, Inaba..."

"Huh?"

Was Fuyuhiko calling him that because he hadn't let him call him Akihiko before, or was he simply getting revenge?

He took Akihiko's right hand and licked each of his five fingers from tip to tip with his tongue.

The skillful movements of his tongue made Akihiko's sensitive desire
rise even before any actual contact.

Fuyuhiko pulled up his shirt so that both of them could clearly see the pink center of Akihiko's desire. Then
he borrowed a red ribbon from the cat plushie next to him and tied it around the base of Akihiko's desire.

"Ah...no..."

Akihiko trembled with shame, and the bell on the ribbon rang.

Just being tied up and stared at made tears start to flow from the tip of Akihiko's burning desire.

Fuyuhiko's tongue seemed to be sending the falling tears back to their tips, licking them back.

"This isn't even enough to pay off one day's interest."

After murmuring this, he tasted Akihiko's part with his tongue.

But the area bound by the ribbon could only accumulate heat.

After Fuyuhiko's mouth left, Akito's part, wet with another liquid, shimmered
with an alluring, lustful light under the lamplight.

"Let go..."

Akito's waist trembled again due to shame, tears, and lust.

"This angle is perfect..."

From where Harumi couldn't see, Fuyuhiko spread Akito's legs and stroked Akito
's desire from bottom to top with the handle of his whip.

"Wow..."

The cold sensation transmitted from the sensitive area caused Akito's tip to gush with honey-like fluid again.

Because he was bound, he couldn't release all at once, so it could only flow out little by little.

This only made Akito more frustrated.

"Ah...it hurts so much...Ichijo..."

But Fuyuhiko only looked at Akito's trembling parts.

"Wait...help me..."

"Inaba only says things like that, I don't know how to help..."

"Why is this..."

Akito shook his head vigorously, suffering because he couldn't release himself.

"Just say what you want me to do..."

"That's too much...it's all your fault, why are you bullying me like this..."

He tucked his knees together, trying to resist the painful pleasure, but when he felt Fuyuhiko's gaze,
his body couldn't help but burst into flames.

"Ugh..."

Affected by Akito's panting like in an AV, Harumi couldn't help but ask the line "Should we change players?"
, only to be sternly glared at by Fuyuhiko.

"Inaba, just say what you want."

Fuyuhiko's finger flicked on the pink protrusion on Akito's chest.

"Ah...um...there..."

"How about here?"

"Um...lick there..."

Because he was too aroused and almost in a state of oxygen deprivation, Akito had lost his rationality and begged.

"I really can't help it..."

Fuyuhiko said with an attitude of helplessness, lowering himself down.

Then he used his tongue and lips to caress Akito's cute nipples.

Akito's waist swayed naturally.

"Ah... Fuyuhiko... I want it..."

"Want what?"

Fuyuhiko's voice, when he answered, had lost its usual calm.

"Fuyuhiko... here... come to me..."

Enticed like this, Fuyuhiko finally got on the bed and roughly hugged Akito's body.

Then he said to Harumi:

"Sorry, please close your eyes from here on..."

After saying this, Fuyuhiko hugged the body in his arms even tighter.

He lifted Akito's knees and placed them on his shoulders, then Fuyuhiko invaded Akito's already wet parts
with his own dripping nectar.

"It's so arousing... a flower that drives men crazy..."

Even such words sounded like the best praise in the sweet rhythm...

The heat from his lover made Akito's whole body tremble.

"Ah... Fuyuhiko... a little deeper..."

"Further inside...?"

While asking this in his ear, he didn't forget to stick his tongue in as well.

"Haa... I can't take it..."

Akito bit his free right hand fingers.

"Sorry..."

At the same time as apologizing, Fuyuhiko quickly untied the rope binding Akito's wrists.

"Ah... ah..."

In that instant, Akito's own heat also rose, and the ribbon that had been restraining his heat was also untied.

"Ah... ooh..."

The moment milk sprang from the fruit of desire, the forgotten bell fell onto the bed. Akito, who had fainted

on someone else's bed because he hadn't had sex for a month, woke up in his own room
's bathtub, in creamy hot water.

And incidentally, he was sitting on Fuyuhiko's lap.

The large bathtub came in handy in this situation.

However, the dormitory designer definitely didn't design it
this way so that two men could bathe together.

"Ah..."

The moment Akito opened his eyes and saw Fuyuhiko's face, he turned his head away.

"I'm sorry...it was my fault. Turn towards me..."

Fuyuhiko hugged Akito tightly, trying to apologize.

"Never mind..."

"That's it?"

As if there was no other way, as soon as the words of forgiveness left his mouth, Fuyuhiko immediately reverted to his usual domineering demeanor. "Speaking
of which, it's all because you forced yourself to abstain from sex...you don't even feel sorry for me?" Even though he was being
told that, that embarrassing experience was all Fuyuhiko's fault, so he should at least feel apologetic... "But it was quite exciting,
wasn't it?" Akito got angry at Fuyuhiko's teasing and splashed water on him.

"Hey...stop it..."

Akito was half-seriously trying to get Fuyuhiko completely soaked and was about to be pinned down when he
suddenly remembered something.

"Wait a minute. Um...I only remembered this today because I was tied up..."

"Hmm? What..."

Fuyuhiko asked, wrapping his arms around Akito's neck.

"Before we started dating...did you lie to me while I was sleeping and say 'this is a dream' and then ambush
me?" "

Has this ever happened?"

"I always thought it was sleep paralysis, but now that I think about it, it feels a lot like being tied up."

Akito looked at Fuyuhiko with an expression of complete certainty, only to receive a smiling reply in return.

"Akito must be dreaming..."

Startled by being called that, Akito paused for a moment.

(I absolutely mustn't dwell on it anymore...)

Akito swore to himself. At least for the time that Fuyuhiko still saw Akito in his eyes.

Is romance a lover's hobby?

The charity sale organized by the student council was a huge success, attracting many men and women of all ages to this secluded
paradise for men.

"President, there are so many people participating..."

"There are queues on both sides..."

Akito and Fuyuhiko, who were helping out at the snack shop set up by their class, kept receiving reports from other students about the current
situation .

Lately, I've felt much gentler... and with my rising popularity as student council president,
I'm almost going to go from "Ice Emperor" to "Shiratori's Sun"...

"Ah, Fuyuhiko, the little things look really good, they've sold a lot." Chinatsu,

whose only redeeming quality is her stunning looks, ran over.

Following behind her was Akito's ex-girlfriend, Harumi, now just a casual acquaintance.

"It seems like there are even more people than during the inter-school fair?"

Chinatsu said, panting from running, and Fuyuhiko simply nodded.

"This kind of event is actually more efficient, and there are more shops doing it for profit..."

"I think it would be better to have a charity sale next year too."

"Hmm. Compared to the research results presented at the conference, there are more achievements."

While the organizers exchanged these kinds of conversations that had nothing to do with the official titles,
Harumi, who had no interest in sales figures, took Chinatsu's hand.

"Chinatsu, let's go play the astronomy club's fortune-telling game."

"Huh, weren't we supposed to go to the science club's photo exhibition first? Well, let's leave it at that for now..." They

were a handsome couple, looking quite well-matched.

"What? Those two are together?"

Fuyuhiko watched blankly as Harumi and Chinatsu walked away hand in hand.

"Yeah, I'm surprised, but they seem to get along quite well..." It seemed that the two, who met frequently, had sparked a romance,

perhaps because they were trying to break up Akito and Fuyuhiko's relationship . "After all that trouble, it turned out like this. But..." --It's good that they're getting along well. Saying something like a matchmaker at a wedding banquet, Fuyuhiko looked up at Akito as if he had suddenly remembered something . "Oh, right, I have something to tell Inaba..." "...Never mind, Akito is fine. I'll just call him Fuyuhiko..." Although Akito pretended to be nonchalant, he was actually very bothered by Fuyuhiko's past relationship. There was nothing he could do about it, after all, it was someone the person he liked had once loved. And even their names were the same. He must be a very beautiful person, Fuyuhiko's non-blood-related older brother. A fantasy started to rise from somewhere, and Akito arbitrarily set Ichijo Akito as a fictional beautiful boy. He must be like a frail, delicate doll that would break at the slightest touch. His lips must be the color of cherries, and his skin must be as white as a princess in a fairy tale. While stirring the sauce for the class snacks, Akito sighed , thinking of lines like "He must be an opponent I can never beat in my life. " "Although I don't know why, because Akito seems to mind my brother, I specially invited him over today..." "Huh? Huh?" "Hmm? What's wrong? Haven't you been wanting to see him?" Akito shook his head vigorously. "I...I don't have the confidence to meet him yet..." "..." Fuyuhiko tilted his head, clearly doubting Akito's reaction. "It's not like we're having an interview to see if Akito is suitable to be the bride of the Ichijo family, what are you so nervous about..." "It's not like that..." (How am I supposed to explain this...) Involuntarily gripping the stir bar tightly, Fuyuhiko wore a puzzled expression. (But what exactly is the relationship between Fuyuhiko and his brother?) Suddenly, a shadow fell over the sighing Akito. "Akito, you seem quite energetic..." Hearing his name suddenly, Akito looked up abruptly. "Hazuki..." It was Akito's older brother, a first-year university student this year. "Huh? Did I tell you about the charity sale?" Akito frowned. Since transferring to Shiratori, he had only called home once. And that was to complain about Hazuki telling Harumi about his whereabouts. (Did I mention the charity sale back then?) Akito racked his brains trying to figure this out, while Hazuki just smiled and patted his head. "I came with a friend." "Huh?" Looking up, he noticed a man with a model-like physique next to Hazuki. He was... probably 190cm tall? Standing next to Hazuki, who was 175cm, they looked like a couple . Hazuki was quite handsome, but the Inaba family members were more cute or beautiful than handsome. In Akito's eyes, his younger brother, Yukito, was also a pretty boy . (Hazuki's beauty has become even more obvious since entering university?) Just as Akito was thinking about this, the man next to Hazuki suddenly leaned close to him. "You're Akito? You're so cute... I can tell you're Hazuki's younger brother at first glance." "Huh? Oh..." He seemed quite frivolous. "Hey..." Hazuki tugged at the tall man's sleeve, and he immediately laughed and said, "Sorry, sorry, but Hazuki is still the cutest..." (This situation, could it be...) Akito's eyes widened as he looked at the two, while Hazuki, as if embarrassed, quickly changed the subject. "By the way, he's the one who taught you about the secret passage." "Ah, thank you so much..." "Was it useful?" "Huh? Well, I guess so..." The fact that it was useful made Akito unable to say it. "Have you been to 'Eclair'?" Hazuki whispered in Akito's ear as he nodded, "Actually, that guy was working . " "As a waiter?" "Yes. While everyone else was working their butt off preparing for their college entrance exams, he was working as a waiter at a club. And even got into the same university, what an annoying person, right..." Although it was a line like that, Hazuki's tone sounded like she was bragging. And… (Don't hold my hand so tightly…) Akito had no idea that Hazuki had this kind of interest… (Could she have already slept with that person?) Completely forgetting his current relationship with Fuyuhiko, Akito couldn't help but feel a wavering in his heart. The man who seemed to be his older brother lover spoke up. "Actually, my younger brother is working there in my place right now." "Younger brother?" Fuyuhiko's voice suddenly came from behind Akito. "Big brother, when did you get here?" "Oh, I just arrived. It looks quite lively…" The tall man in front of him answered Fuyuhiko's question. "B-Big brother?" Akito could only stare blankly at Hazuki's boyfriend and his own boyfriend. "This is my older brother, Akito…"

"It's like a scam," Fuyuhiko said simply.

After watching his brothers leave, Akito and Fuyuhiko escaped the noisy school building to the chapel and
sat down on the steps where they could see the clock.

The bright red autumn sunset bathed the school building windows in gold.

"Was that Akito?"

Akito sighed, leaning against Fuyuhiko's chest.

"Yes, he's a very capable person. Not just in appearance, but also in his broad-mindedness. He
taught me the direction of my life and changed my future in many ways. Simply put, he's my role model
..."

Fuyuhiko said, almost boastfully. Even without blood ties, Fuyuhiko truly respected
his older brothers.

"I've been misunderstanding all along..."

Akito whispered, listening to the wind whistling behind them.

"Hmm? Misunderstood what?"

Fuyuhiko asked, gently hugging Akito.

"It's strange, but I always thought Fuyuhiko's older brother was a super handsome boy, and I heard from Ijuin that
you have a serious brother complex, so I've always been jealous of Akito-nii..."

"So you didn't want me to call you Aki, and you kept rejecting me?"

--You should have just asked me directly. Fuyuhiko said angrily.

"I'm sorry..."

Akito leaned close to Fuyuhiko's chest.

"I always thought I was Akito-nii's substitute... so it was painful..."

"Idiot..."

A sweet voice rang in her ear.

"How could that be? The person I fell in love with at first sight is Inaba Akito, someone who's both strong-willed and
proud ."

Fuyuhiko murmured, taking Akito's lips.

"I swear to God, you're the only one I love..."

The conversation when their lips met felt incredibly sweet, and Akito loved it.

And the fact that the conversation was a confession of love made it even better.

Akito nodded as if in agreement, tightening his grip on Fuyuhiko's sleeve.

"Me too. I only like Fuyuhiko Ichijo. He's arrogant and likes to bully people, pretending to be well-
behaved in front of others but being relentless in bed..."

Fuyuhiko's face, like an angel from a religious painting, slowly approached Akito. Even though it was a familiar face,
it still made my chest tighten every time.

(God... is this the lover of my destiny?)

Side Story 1 - Romance at the Party

(God... is this the lover of my destiny?)

A beautiful face, like a black-haired angel from a church painting, drew close to me as I asked this question in my heart.

"This isn't nonsense... it's all God's will."

A deep voice murmured on my lips as if reading my mind.

My name is Inaba Akito. The prince

of Azabu Minami, who suddenly transferred to this boarding school for boys, a second-year student at Shiratori High School. And the handsome man who touched my lips with such a pleasant touch, is my roommate, the student council president of Shiratori High School, known as the "Ice Emperor ." But in reality, he's a person with a split personality who secretly works at a club. Although he claims he only pretends to be a good student at school, it always makes people wonder if he really has split personality tendencies. Like right now. Taking off his silver-rimmed glasses with his slender fingers, Fuyuhiko smiled cheerfully. "Finally, it's just the two of us." ...The dorm rooms are all two-person rooms, which isn't unusual. But Fuyuhiko was already completely in seduction mode. After folding his glasses and putting them in his uniform pocket, his fingers slid towards my knee. "Wait, idiot! Where do you think we are?" "A church..." That's right! The place where we were talking wasn't a closed dorm room, nor a love hotel, nor a deserted park at night. Although it's outside, it's actually within the school grounds, on the steps of a church that usually has a bell tower. Naturally, this is a place that anyone but us could pass through. And it's currently the time when the student council's charity sale is in progress. Even though the sun was already starting to set in the west, there was still the evening festival dance to follow, and not only Shiratori students but also many tourists from outside remained on campus. "What if someone comes..." I struggled to resist Fuyuhiko's hand, which was reaching inside my knee. I should repent for committing such an unclean act in front of the church before that, but the fear of being seen was stronger than feeling sorry for something invisible to the naked eye . "If I'm seen, won't I have no excuse?" "Excuse?" Seeing the smile that appeared on Fuyuhiko's beautiful face, my body involuntarily trembled. Because... that was really... a rather terrifying smile. "I don't need that kind of thing." "B-but..." "Even if I'm seen, I'll just earnestly ask the other person to promise to forget what they saw..." Ugh... could this be...? I immediately decided not to think about it anymore. "Aki just needs to leave everything to me and show her cute face..." Ah... as expected... when he took off his glasses, he had already transformed from the usual well-behaved student council president into a playboy type. "Is this okay?" "Ah...whoa!" Not good at all. Before I could even yell, Fuyuhiko had already slid his lips to my throat. "Hmm..." Fuyuhiko's tongue licked my barely noticeable Adam's apple, and before I could even feel it, the licking motion turned into a kiss. "Ah..." Ignoring my trembling, Fuyuhiko skillfully untied my tie. Then, deftly using one hand, he unbuttoned my shirt, impatiently slipping his hand inside my exposed breasts . "...Ah..."

As I involuntarily curled up, Fuyuhiko soothed me with sweet kisses, then pinched my
right .

He didn't just pinch it, he also tugged at it up and down, left and right. I clung tightly to Fuyuhiko's head, panting, "No...

ah..."

Even though I'm a boy, my breasts are incredibly sensitive. Being treated like this by Fuyuhiko
caused .

As if noticing my struggle to close my legs, Fuyuhiko smiled slightly and moved his hand from my chest to
between .

Although the sound of my belt being undone instantly brought me back to my senses, and I wanted to stop Fuyuhiko's actions,
my rationality vanished the moment his hand touched my private parts.

"Ah... ahh..."

Having been dumped by a girl because of these embarrassing sounds, I couldn't help but pant, unconsciously rubbing that
area against Fuyuhiko's hand.

"Akiko's cute little thing is already erect..."

Even witnessing the shameful words flowing from his upright lips, I had no strength to retaliate.

"Fuyuhiko...don't torture me..."

Anything is fine, just let me be free quickly...

that's the only thought swirling in my mind.

(Hoping for a little more intense stimulation. And then, like usual, reaching
the peak .)

Only like that...

but Fuyuhiko just took off my underwear and gently stroked there with his fingertips.

"What...what are you doing..."

"A rare opportunity to hear Akane's cute voice again..."

Fuyuhiko smiled mischievously.

"Akiane is cutest when she's begging and saying things like 'please'..."

"Wh..."

Despite having a beautiful face, his words were incredibly malicious. I couldn't help but glare at Fuyuhiko with teary eyes
.

"Devil...devil..."

With an angelic face, how is this any different from fraud?

Just now he was looking at me with eyes that could melt my heart, and now this.

"Be a good girl and make cute sounds..."

Fuyuhiko's fingers slid over the tip of my penis, stroking it in circles, like drawing circles.

"Ah...ah...no..."

"Look...you're already starting to cry..."

Fuyuhiko said in a low voice, gently biting my earlobe.

"Akiko's such a crybaby..."

"It's all because...fuyuhiko did...strange things..."

"Then, should I stop?"

I stopped what I was doing, and just as Fuyuhiko was about to let go, I couldn't help but gasp.

"What do you want me to do?"

He really is...a super annoying guy.

Of course, I only had one option left.

"Continue...please..."

Even though I had already given in, he was still pushing his luck.

"It's not a good attitude to ask someone for help..."

Suddenly, he seemed to revert to his serious student council president attitude.

"I'll give you one more chance..."

As if urging me, Fuyuhiko's fingers accidentally brushed against my already wet spot, and I could only bite
my lip and look at Fuyuhiko.

"...Please...please continue..."

"What do you want to do?"

As expected...

I had already guessed that would be the answer. No matter what his personality is, Fuyuhiko is still Fuyuhiko,
always demanding thoroughness in whatever he does.

"Ah..."

Unable to say anything more, I bit Fuyuhiko in regret.

In that instant, Fuyuhiko's fingers suddenly flicked my nipple hard.

"Ugh..."

It hurt, yet I could feel it... Am I a masochist?

"If you don't speak quickly, Izumozaki and the others might come looking for you."

That would be terrible.

Even Harumi and the others, who already know about our relationship, don't want anyone to see this.

And I can't walk properly in this state.

I had already reached my limit before that.

As I unconsciously swayed my hips, Fuyuhiko pressed close to my chest and licked my nipple with his tongue.

"Mmm..." A sweet pain spread throughout my body, and clear tears

began to well up from the tip of my trembling desire . "Ah... Fuyuhiko..." If this continues, I'll become completely strange. In a panic, I pushed Fuyuhiko away from my chest, but he still licked it one last time. "Ah... Ah..." Fuyuhiko chuckled softly at my involuntary hip thrusts. Even this, I could feel it, and the sensation of my tongue and lips sucking on my breasts made my head feel like it was boiling; I couldn't think of anything anymore. "Ah... Fuyuhiko... please... please..." My body pleaded with Fuyuhiko wantonly. "Hold me there... lick me... let me cum..." "Understood." Fuyuhiko, delighted by my answer, immediately began to act. "Ah... ahh... I'm going to cum... I can't take it anymore..." Fuyuhiko's tongue caressed my tip, and I felt like I was sinking into a sea of pleasure, finally losing consciousness in the rosy ocean. "How was it? Feeling good, right?" I woke up from being slapped on the cheek, and what I saw was Fuyuhiko's lips wet with my overflowing fluid. My flushed face was easily hidden by the afterglow of the setting sun. But Fuyuhiko's hands were cupping my face, so the heat on my face couldn't be hidden at all. "Aki's face is so cute when she climaxes..." "Idiot...don't look, at that moment..." "Her angry face is cute too..." As he said this, Fuyuhiko quickly stole my kiss again. "Actually, I really only planned to stop here..." "Eh..." A sense of foreboding welled up and I couldn't help but shudder. But my premonition came true.

"Because Xiao Qiu is so cute, I can't help but want to continue..."

Dong Yan looked at

me with a sweet and sorrowful gaze that almost made me think his usual teasing side was deceiving me, and then he hugged me tightly on the steps bathed in the setting sun.

The evening breeze was a little cool, and he pulled me up to his knees, pleading with me.

"Let me continue..."

Huh? Huh?

Here? Are you kidding me? No way!

Before I could even cry out, my pants were pulled down.

"No, no! What if someone comes..."

But Dong Yan wasn't listening to my protests at all.

"It's too late now..."

That's right.

The night we became a couple, it happened in a park with a very beautiful night view.

I was planning to pick up a girl, but instead, he picked me up and took me right there.

Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel so embarrassed.

...No, this isn't the time to be thinking about that.

Dong Yan, who was already planning to continue, had his burning desire pressed against my entrance.

"Wow, wait, wait a minute."

Even when I said that, he wouldn't listen.

With two fingers wet with my fluids, Dongyan ruthlessly inserted them into
the place where he had just tried to penetrate my desire.

"...No."

The inner walls, already aching, were being explored by Dongyan as if he were trying to force them open.

"Ah...no..."

I felt the desire that had just been released rising again, and I couldn't help but want to shrink
back .

Dongyan showed no intention of letting go, holding me firmly in his large hand.

"Ha."

While I was still lost in pleasure, Dongyan withdrew his fingers from my body and inserted his enormous desire into me
.

"Ah...ahhh..."

No matter how many times we did it, the sensation each time it penetrated made me cry out in pain.

"Sorry...I'll make you feel good right away."

Dongyan whispered gently in my ear, slowly stimulating my desire in his hand.

"...Ah."

Dongyan didn't ignore my distraction due to the sweet pain, and thrust into the deepest part of my body in one go.

"Are you alright now..."

Asked this, I could only nod.

It still felt a little painful, but much better than before.

"Can I move?"

Don't even ask me this! Even if I disagreed, I'd still do it myself.

"Whatever..."

Suddenly feeling angry, I said unhappily.

"Then I won't be polite..."

After replying like that, Fuyuhiko relentlessly thrust into my body.

"Ah...no...slow down..."

"No way. It was Akane who said it was up to me, right?"

"Ah...um..."

People always regret things afterward... It was too late when that thought popped into my head.

Fuyuhiko's burning member moved back and forth inside my narrow body, and my sensations began
to rise .

I unconsciously swayed my hips, tightening around Fuyuhiko's heat.

"Ah...Fuyuhiko...Fuyuhiko..."

The heat inside me, the lips yearning for a kiss, the handsome face...all of it filled me with endless
love, and I could only keep calling Fuyuhiko's name.

As if answering me, his deep voice carried a sweetness.

"I love you..."

he murmured repeatedly in my ear.

We were completely unaware that the sun had already set, passionately confirming our love with each other's bodies.

"The after-festival is about to begin..."

Fuyuhiko wiped away the tears that had begun to well up in my eyes with his lips, speaking softly.

"Let's go..."

Fuyuhiko, who had stood up and straightened his clothes first, grabbed my wrist to help me up.

"Eh... but I can't stand up..."

I said this in a slightly coquettish tone after the intense lovemaking, only to be met with

a furrowed brow from Fuyuhiko, who had somehow reverted to his "Ice Emperor" mode.

"Giving up at this level means you haven't trained enough. Starting tomorrow, run ten laps around the track with me before dinner
."

"W-why is this happening..."

I couldn't help but want to cry, but Fuyuhiko continued, pressing his advantage.

"Let's start with dancing all night tonight..."

"Eh... don't tell me it's some kind of folk dance." "

Of course. Don't you know the tradition of the after-night festival written by Shiro is the twelve-inch endurance folk dance?"

"How could I possibly know!"

It's so sad, why do I have to dance all night after such intense H? If

that's the case, then don't even touch anyone in the first place!

At least go easy on them if you're going to...

Just because you have monstrous stamina doesn't mean everyone else is like you.

I complained as I leaned all my weight on Fuyuhiko's arm like a child.

"I really can't help it. I'll carry you halfway down."

As he picked me up and was about to walk down the stairs, Fuyuhiko stopped as if he remembered something. Then
he looked at me with his beautiful face that made me want to sigh.

"I'm really sorry I couldn't hold back..."

--Because Aki is just too cute.

A completely unexpected confession and a sweet kiss that almost melts your heart.

My chest started pounding again.

"I have a day off tomorrow. After the dance... I'll take good care of you..."

Faced with the man's angelic smile, I could only slump my shoulders.

(God... is this man truly my destined lover?)

Side Story 2—Romance After the Dance

"Weren't we supposed to dance all night?"

Akito Inaba, a second-year student at Shiratori Academy, a private all-boys boarding school,
glared fiercely at Fuyuhiko, who had pulled me out of the dance midway through the song.

Tonight was the after-party following the charity bazaar held in place of the school festival.

The one forcefully pulling me towards the dormitory was Shiratori, known as the "Ice Emperor," the student council president, Ichijou Fuyuhiko, an excellent student with impeccable
character .

He and I were classmates and roommates, and we even confessed to each other, and had even engaged in some unspeakable acts
.

Even so, it was definitely not just a physical relationship.

Whenever we looked at each other, we couldn't help but kiss, and then couldn't help but want to do something more
... But considering how my heart always raced at those times, I guess I like him.

Of course, Fuyuhiko is also hopelessly in love with me... I really want to say that, but
what ?

Well, that guy is still a mystery, and he secretly works as a waiter at a club.

Plus, he has a dual personality...

Although he insists that it's absolutely not true, the two personalities are so different that it's hard not to
be suspicious .

But no matter which personality he's in, he always says I'm "cute," "cute."

It really makes you wonder if there's something wrong with his eyes, but supposedly his eyesight is quite good.

The glasses he wore when pretending to be a good student were just a decoration.

Hmm. Was it really necessary to go to such lengths?

His appearance without glasses was the kind of
beauty .

But with glasses, he also had an intellectual charm.

...This isn't the time to lament!

"Fuyuhiko, hey, Fuyuhiko..."

I used my full weight to forcefully stop Fuyuhiko, who was dragging me along.

"Can't the student council president skip the dance herself?"

Yes, it was Fuyuhiko who kept threatening the transfer student that he would dance until dawn at the Shiratori after-festival.

"I changed my mind."

On the steps leading from the chapel to the bell tower, with people possibly passing by at any moment, he went all the way to
the very end . And he kept threatening me that I wouldn't be able to stand up because of that, and he just wanted to get rid of me with that one sentence?

After I sternly pointed this out, Fuyuhiko simply said without any shame, "I can't help it, I changed my mind
."

Just that simple sentence.

Ugh, what a willful guy.

But what exactly does "changed his mind" mean?

"Aren't you tired?"

Fuyuhiko had been working late every day for this charity sale.

He even made the dolls himself for the trinkets the student council needed to sell. He

's always been a very dexterous person, but before that, he was a very serious and hardworking individual.

Although he's a willful person who doesn't listen to others, you can't say he's not gentle.

If you ask him, he'll pick me up and carry me.
He'll .

Maybe it's because he's a germaphobe, but he can't stand the slightest crookedness.

Because of this, I was worried that all the fatigue from this week had suddenly come over me, but I immediately realized
my mistake.

Because Fuyuhiko, who had taken off his glasses in the pale moonlight, looked at me with a bewitching smile.

"W-what is it?"

"Nothing... I just think Aki looks delicious..."

You only ate me at dusk, didn't you?

"Idiot, what are you talking about?"

I couldn't help but back away, trying hard to make it sound like a joke.

But I failed again.

I tripped over a stone and almost fell backward. I

accidentally reached out and grabbed Fuyuhiko tightly.

"His methods of seduction have improved..."

Alas, Fuyuhiko has completely transformed into a different person.

"I-I didn't mean to."

Even as I protested, Fuyuhiko showed no intention of letting go; instead, he pressed even closer
.

For example... his chest, his lower body... "No, let go of me!"

Although I tried to push him away with all my might, the problem was, I was slowly starting to feel
Fuyuhiko's heat.

It wasn't just warmth.

Even though it was a temperature that went beyond his uniform, it felt like burning hot.

"Ah... Fuyuhiko..."

I couldn't help but call his name in a coquettish voice,
a smile spreading across his beautiful face, which even in the moonlight made my chest tighten.

"Xiao Qiu, I want to do 'that' more than dancing."

"That?"

"Sex."

In a voice that could melt your lower body, Fuyuhiko whispered close to my ear...

"Wh-Idiot, no..."

"I'll investigate whether it is or not."

After returning to our room... after murmuring in a sweet voice, Fuyuhiko easily lifted me up.

"Ah, wait a minute... I can't take it tonight..."

I desperately tried to refuse, but Fuyuhiko didn't seem to listen at all and strode through the courtyard.

Like a bear carrying a salmon caught in the river, very proudly heading back to its den.

"Fuyuhiko, hey, put me down..."

Of course, dancing until morning is unbearable in some ways, but 'that' is also extremely exhausting
.

When I gave up because I resisted with all my strength but it was ineffective,
the door to our room appeared in front of me.

"Xiao Qiu..."

Fuyuhiko carried me into the room, locked the door, put me on the bed, and looked at me.

"Wh...what's wrong?"

I was a little surprised by Fuyuhiko's unusually assertive demeanor.

"You understand, right? When you're really tired, you especially want to do it."

"I-Is that so?"

I tried to play dumb to calm Fuyuhiko down, but it had no effect on him right now.

To be clear, he was like a werewolf in full moon form.

"I want to do it..."

Whoa! Don't breathe on my ear! And on top of that, with that incredibly charming voice...

I unconsciously shrank back, and Fuyuhiko deftly untied my tie with his mouth.

I felt a beast-like panting in my throat.

Ahh, I can't take it anymore...

As a healthy boy, once the fuse of my little bomb is lit, it won't
stop .

"Dongyan,"

I whispered seductively in Dongyan's ear, stubbornly biting his bow tie as well.

"Hmm..."

Strange? Dongyan untied it so easily when he was doing it, but the bow tie wouldn't listen to me at all.

As if noticing my struggle with the bow tie, Dongyan chuckled.

"Ugh..."

What an annoying guy...

While I was dawdling over this, Dongyan's hands had already started unbuttoning my shirt.

I took a shortcut, loosening the knot with my fingers and then using my mouth to pull it open.

Success! I finally thought Dongyan was showing some mercy.

Now all that was left was to strip Dongyan of his clothes.

I grabbed him like I was going to attack him and started trying to unbutton the tightly closed buttons.

But I'm really not very agile.

Dongyan seemed to be in a good mood, simply smiling as he watched me struggle with the buttons again. Just
as I breathed a sigh of relief after finally unbuttoning Dongyan's shirt, I was pulled tightly to his exposed chest.

"Ah..."

Dongyan's faint, clean scent sent a shiver down my spine.

"You really made me wait a long time..."

"I didn't mean to..."

He wouldn't listen anyway.

Dongyan pinned me to the bed, roughly pressing his face against my exposed chest.

"Hmm... huff..."

My chest, which had been constantly being teased, went
blank .

"..."

His teeth gently nibbled, then sucked repeatedly.

Although I wanted to retaliate in kind, my body was completely beyond my control.

While caressing one of my breasts with his mouth, Dongyan played with the tip of his tie on the other.

My pink nipples naturally stood erect.

Dongyan immediately bit into that one.

His expression was truly lewd, completely different from his outward appearance.

The first time I saw him, I actually mistook him for a "church angel"—was I
really an idiot?

But…

"I like you, Xiao Qiu, I like you the most…"

Being gazed at by his moist, black eyes, and hearing his deep, beautiful voice that seemed to reach my waist as he confessed, gave me
a heavenly illusion.

And then, as if under a spell, I felt like I was under a spell.

"Me too… I like Dong Yan too…"

I could only repeat those words over and over.

So, he really is my destined lover.

In that instant, Dong Yan's burning heat gently permeated my body.

"Hmm… Ah…"

Although I was mentally prepared, it was still so sudden that I was startled.

"Ugh…"

The feeling of Dong Yan slowly invading my body was somewhat painful yet indescribable. Dong Yan's hand grasped
my thing.

"Ah..."

Fuyuhiko plunged himself into my body, stimulating my sensitive mucous membranes. I could only repeat
that ...

As our bodies merged, we both ascended
to an endless heaven with a rosy sky.

It was like dancing, waiting for that sweet moment to arrive, before returning to my room in the dormitory.
Just the two of us.

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