coercion

Synopsis:
Asuka becomes the girlfriend of Ryosuke Kamimura, the school's dream guy; however, she later discovers a threatening letter in the shoe locker!
Inside the envelope are photos of Asuka masturbating in the bathroom, along with a note that reads "Break up with Ryosuke Kamimura." Using these photos
as leverage, Asuka is harassed by the gym teacher and subjected to various acts of sexual assault by strangers… Desperate
to preserve her virginity, Asuka faces an unprecedented crisis!

Prologue:

It feels like a dream… Asuka rests her chin on her hand on the edge of the bathtub, staring blankly at the steam.

--Today, at her usual shop, she chatted with Aya and Tamami until evening. On her way back, while
waiting for Tamami and Aya at the corner who were going to the bookstore, someone suddenly called her name from behind.

"Akiyama-san. Akiyama… Asuka…"

It was Ryosuke Kamimura, a classmate. Although they weren't in the same class, no girl at Asuka's school was unfamiliar with him
. He had a neat hairstyle, a handsome face, a tall stature, and was incredibly good at basketball. Not only basketball, but he seemed to excel at soccer and track and field
as well, though Asuka loved watching him play basketball the most. The first time she saw him was during a
basketball game at the sports meet.

Naturally, he was popular with the girls. Adding those who secretly admired him, there were probably dozens of
people who liked him…

The incredibly popular Ryosuke, suddenly, saw Asuka—

Aya and Tamami, who had just come out of the bookstore—and, seeing the two standing face-to-face, widened his eyes and grinned mischievously; he nudged
Asuka's back and walked away first.

"Sorry, I called you suddenly…"

"Ah, no…"

The two stood at attention, alone in the park.

"Actually, I've liked Asuka for a long time..."

"What?"

"But I know Asuka doesn't have any special feelings for me..."

"Ah, no, that's not true..."

"But if it's possible... if it's possible... um..." Ryosuke

's face turned completely red. Asuka must have been just as blushing, even her neck was red.

"If it's possible, I'd like to ask you to go out with me and be my girlfriend."

For a moment, it felt like angels were flying around Asuka. It wasn't the first time a boy had confessed to her, but
this feeling was completely new. Asuka's heart pounded, and she could hardly remember anything after that. She only remembered
going home together and promising to go to the movies together the day after tomorrow.

Me... such an ordinary girl, to be able to date Ryosuke... it must be a dream!

When saying goodbye, Ryosuke gently held Asuka's hand.

"Well then, I'm leaving. See you at school tomorrow. Akiyama... Asuka."

Hearing Ryosuke softly call her name, a sudden tremor ran through her. A small, burning flame still ignited
within Asuka's chest. Not just her chest, but her entire body seemed to gradually warm up.

That was because she had been soaking in the bathtub.

Asuka stepped out of the bathtub and sat on the bathroom floor. She reached for the showerhead and let it spray warm water.
The mirror installed under the showerhead reflected her face. She wasn't exactly a beauty, but it was her face after all,
what could she do?

Her gaze shifted slightly downwards, looking down at Asuka's chest, which resembled a horizontal number "3". Her current bust
size was 90 centimeters, a D cup. She had been troubled by her full breasts since middle school, and this spring, when she measured her measurements, they had become even
larger, shocking her.

Asuka's younger sister, Mirai, always teased her, saying she was "like a dairy cow." However, Asuka didn't
enlarge it because she liked it. Asuka held the showerhead to her chest, touching her breast with her free left hand. She flicked her nipple with her index finger. The
nipple
, softened in the bathroom, sensitively hardened.

Right. I have a boyfriend now. Maybe one day he'll touch my breasts like this. Suddenly, a
tangled feeling welled up in her chest. It didn't hurt, but a tingling sensation spread through her body. Even her untouched right nipple hardened instantly
. Asuka cupped her breasts from below, holding the showerhead to the tip of her nipple while slowly massaging her entire breast.

If Ryosuke's lips touched my nipples… Ugh, what am I thinking? I shouldn't
be such a lewd girl… But Asuka's nipples were practically being pulled up, hardening upwards.
A heavy pain below her navel, like before her period, made her lower back feel so heavy she couldn't straighten up.

"Ugh..." Asuka groaned involuntarily. The showerhead moved slowly down from her chest. This wasn't the first
time she'd done this. Though she knew it wasn't right, she secretly enjoyed the pleasure.

The showerhead was placed on her private parts, the warm water washing over her pubic hair. Asuka's body became uncontrollable; her legs
spread wide, and she used her left fingers to pry open her vulva, exposing her sensitive area. Then she brought the showerhead closer, slowly
moving it up and down.

"Ahhh..."

The comfortable center... her clitoris became hot and hard. Her entire private area felt like it was gradually filling up. It felt like
she needed to urinate... Actually, she might have urinated a little, but it was probably washed away by the water, and she didn't even know
it. Asuka concentrated warm water on that area. Her clitoris slowly tingled, and Asuka's legs spread to their limit. "I'll
spread my legs wide and do lewd things..." Though she felt embarrassed thinking this, the electric pleasure,
the hole from her neck to her buttocks, the straight line of penetration...

"Ugh..." Feeling her waist rising, Asuka desperately tried to suppress her high-pitched gasps.
It wouldn't be good if her mother or sister heard.

"Hmm... Ugh..." From slightly below her clitoris, from the place where she had never had a finger inserted before,
a fluid hotter than warm water, somewhat viscous, gushed out. Asuka clearly understood that her muscles were twitching, expressing the burning desire within her.
"Please." She moved the showerhead up and down, stimulating that area, giving it comfort.

Ah, so good…

As the pleasure intensified, the initial guilt gradually weakened. She wanted even more pleasure, she wanted to fly to heaven
… Ryosuke, if Ryosuke saw Asuka like this… if he saw her so lewd…

"Ugh…" Asuka suddenly bent over. The pleasure accumulated in her clitoris burst forth, plunging Asuka's private parts into
a fiery heat. Inside her vagina, it felt as if another heart existed, throbbing and trembling incessantly. Blood rushed to her lower abdomen. Her taut
thighs lost their strength, and a large amount of hot liquid gushed from her vagina.

"Ah…" Asuka breathed heavily, her face muscles relaxing. Her lower body continued to twitch uncontrollably
. Her nipples hardened as if twisted. Her nipples, usually pink, had turned almost dark red. This was
due to the intense pleasure causing them to swell and become congested.

Finally, she rinsed her lower body carefully once more, washing away the sticky, hot fluid. Asuka's rationality slowly returned. Suddenly
, a cold draft came from her shoulder.

What...?

Turning around, she saw the bathroom window was open about five centimeters. Asuka's body, flushed from masturbation, felt as if she had been doused with
a bucket of cold water.

The window was definitely closed properly. Although it wasn't locked, it couldn't have been opened so wide on its own. Could it be someone?
... The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. If she screamed, who knew what the other person would do? Currently, Akiyama's father was
stationed overseas, leaving only her mother, Sakura, Asuka, and her younger sister, Mirai, living together. Asuka simply couldn't muster the courage to
check outside the window—

if it was a pervert, she could be more careful in the future. If she makes sure to lock every door and window properly starting tonight
, this shouldn't happen again. Asuka kept telling herself this. Her fear wouldn't subside
. Asuka, who always felt regret after masturbating, seemed particularly remorseful tonight.

The next morning. After a night, Asuka's unease had mostly subsided.

"Slow down, sis, hurry up!"

"Wait... my hair is still messy..."

"Mirai, don't rush. Did you bring your lunch?"

"Yes, yes, I'm off!"

An ordinary morning, no different from any other. The weather outside was also very sunny.

Asuka and Mirai were students in different grades at the same school. Each grade was on a different floor. At the stairwell,
Asuka and Mirai parted ways. Tamami and Aya in the classroom must be eagerly awaiting Asuka's
report on yesterday's incident.

(I held his hand)

(Ryosuke confessed to me)

(Hehehe, what do you guys think?)

Thinking about how to tell them, Asuka opened the shoe cabinet with a happy heart.

"Hmm?" On top of the neatly arranged indoor slippers was a white envelope.

What is this? A letter? Looking at the back of the envelope, there was no sender's name. Just as she hesitated, the school bell rang
. Too late! She had to hurry to the classroom!

Asuka put the envelope into her schoolbag. From then on, Asuka's unchanging peaceful days were gone.

Chapter 1 Weekend

"Hey! Asuka!"

Someone suddenly shouted in her ear, and Asuka finally came to her senses.

"Ah, Tamami, what's up?"

"Really! Still lost in a happy dream! Hurry up! We're going to the school store to buy juice, and Mirai
is waiting for you in the hallway!"

"Is that so?"

Asuka slowly walked out of the classroom door. Behind her, Tamami and Aya were chatting animatedly.

"Ah! Ah, I'm so envious and jealous! What is it about Asuka, that oblivious girl, that attracts Kamimura Ryosuke
?"

"Yeah, Tamami, are you lonely? The three of us are always inseparable, but Asuka ran off first!"

"Yeah, that's true. But honestly, if anyone should make friends, it should be you, Aya! You're
so smart and have such a girlish charm. Asuka is cute too, but if we're talking about girlfriends, you're way better than her
, aren't you?"

"No way. I'll definitely be the last one to get a boyfriend. Girls with glasses aren't
popular with guys these days. Girls like Tamami, who are tomboyish and outgoing, are the type guys love most..."

"Enough!" Suddenly, Tamami's voice dropped.

"I hate boys, absolutely! Every man is the same at heart!"

"Tamami..."

"Ah, sorry...it's nothing. Anyway, all I can think about right now is the track and field competition. I have to
compete, win, and boost my brother's morale!"

Tamami's brother was in a car accident, and the driver fled the scene. He's been hospitalized for a month.

"I hope your brother gets discharged soon."

"Yeah, thanks!"

Ahead of the two chatting, Asuka and Mirai seemed to be arguing.

"No means no!"

"Please! This is the last time!"

"What's wrong, Asuka?"

"How strange, are the sisters fighting?" Tamami and Aya approached Asuka and the others.

"Ah, Aoki-senpai, Yuuki-senpai, my sister and I have a generation gap, can you help me out?" Mirai grabbed their wrists
.

"What's going on?" Aya asked.

"No matter what you say to Asuka now, she probably won't listen!" Tamami added.

"That's not true!" Asuka glared at Mirai.

"Mom specifically told her this morning not to forget her lunch. But she forgot again, and now she's come to me
asking for money!"

"That's why I said this is the last time! There's a tennis club activity this afternoon, and if I don't eat lunch, I'll faint
!"

"You brought it on yourself!"

"Asuka is so heartless. What's wrong with lending her this once?"

"I don't even know how many times this has happened!" "I

swear on my honor, this is absolutely the last time!"

Asuka didn't speak, but Aya next to her spoke up.

"Mirai, I'll lend you my things today!"

"Is that okay?"

"It's just a loan! You have to write it down in your notebook, don't forget!"

"Mirai, Aya is even scarier than Asuka! Don't be fooled by her nice appearance, she'll remember everything until she dies!
"

"Tamami, what did you say? Looks like I need to reconsider whether I should help you with your English homework!"

"Wow! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll slap myself! Mirai, see! Aya is scary, isn't she!"

"Tamami!"

Aya, Tamami, and Mirai all laughed heartily. Only Asuka didn't smile at all.

"...I'm going to the school cafeteria first." Asuka strode forward alone.

"Huh? Hey! Asuka! Wait a minute!" Tamami exclaimed, but Asuka didn't turn around, instead quickly leaving them
.
-- I actually lost my temper with my sister; in the future, she'll definitely think I'm weird and unreasonable. But...

if she hadn't opened that white envelope, Asuka wouldn't have become so strange.

'Break up with Kamimura Ryosuke!'

Besides the note with those words written on it, there was something else in the envelope. Upon seeing those things,
Asuka, overwhelmed with shock, suddenly went into darkness. They were photos of what she had done in the bathroom last night.
There were four photos in total. One was a full-body photo with the showerhead on her genitals; another was a close-up of her expression with her eyes closed and mouth half-open;
another was a full-body photo of her holding the showerhead, her hand limp (probably after an orgasm), her legs wide open; and the last was a close-up of
her genitals filling the entire photo.

When she first saw it, she was so shocked that she unconsciously threw the photos away. Then she hurriedly picked it up again, using
her break time to go to the bathroom, her body trembling as she confirmed it once more. The photo looked like a copy of a television scene
, but the person was definitely her. It wasn't a prank photo, because Asuka knew clearly that she
had indeed done this.

Why... why is it like this...

The third photo looked particularly lewd. Her dazed expression seemed to say, "Look at my masturbation," as
Asuka sat on the ground with her private parts exposed. Wet and tightly pressed pubic hair was clearly parted along the vulva. The pink
vulva was fully displayed through the hair. Combined with the fourth photo, one could even see
the color and shape of her private parts in more detail than Asuka herself knew.

If these photos fell into other people's hands, everyone would think Asuka was a pervert, a lewd girl
.

What to do... what should I do...

Anyway, first, tear the photos to shreds. Especially the facial area, which was completely shredded, wrapped in toilet paper and then inside sanitary products before
being thrown away. But the perpetrator who took these photos must have had countless more printed.

What to do… who is it… what to do… who can help me…?

The same thoughts kept swirling in Asuka's mind, driving her to the brink of madness.

"Asuka! Asuka, what's wrong with you?" Tamami and Aya, panting, chased after her to the welfare center.

"Could it be that something has already happened between you and Ryosuke?" "She

was so excited reporting to us this morning!"

True to her good friend status, she immediately noticed her unusual behavior. Asuka
hadn't even opened the letter when Tamami and the others told her about Ryosuke.

"…No, it's nothing."

But how could she tell Tamami or Aya about something like this? Although the three of them sometimes secretly told dirty jokes
, masturbating in the bathroom and having photos of themselves masturbating taken were things that were embarrassing for anyone to talk about.

"It's just, I have a bit of a headache..." Asuka lied.

"Are you okay? You don't look well."

"Okay! You don't need to stay with us today, go back with Ryosuke!"

Of the three, only Tamami participated in the club. On Saturday noon, until the track and field practice started, the three
of them would eat bento boxes together to pass the time.

"But..."

"Aren't you going on a date with Ryosuke tomorrow? Go back and get some rest!"

"Thank you! I'm sorry!"

When you're sad, why do you feel more like crying when you receive kind and caring treatment from others?

Sunday. The movie that Asuka and Ryosuke went to see was a touching film about the friendship between a boy and a dolphin.

"Is this okay? Is it specially for me? Ryosuke actually wanted to see an action movie over there, right?"

Asuka asked, and Ryosuke answered with a smile.

"I actually really like animal movies. But if a guy says he likes these kinds of movies, people will laugh at him, and
he'll feel embarrassed too. So I haven't had many chances to watch them. I think you'll watch them with me, and you won't laugh at me
."

"Ryosuke..."

During the climax of the movie, Asuka quietly wiped away tears with her handkerchief, while Ryosuke next to her sniffled.
After gently handing him a tissue, Ryosuke placed his hand in hers. Therefore, Asuka couldn't remember the touching final scene at all
.

After the movie, the two dined in a restaurant with a large balcony. Eating face-to-face with a boy made
her extremely nervous, but the conversation flowed naturally and enthusiastically, which surprised her. They both preferred
black tea to coffee. And they both felt that traditional Italian pasta tasted better than pasta cooked with tomato sauce. Despite these seemingly
insignificant things, Ryosuke exclaimed in surprise as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I knew it! Asuka's personality is just like mine."

After dinner, the two strolled together in a lush park. Sitting on a bench under the shade of a tree, they gazed at
the shimmering water jets dancing in the fountain. Their conversation, though occasionally interrupted, remarkably
remained completely undisturbed.

"Ah! To be able to sit here side-by-side with Asuka feels like a dream!" Ryosuke
said leisurely, watching the fountain.

"Dreaming...is it real?"

"Because, at school I'm considered a frivolous guy who likes to play around. And I think Asuka must
hate people like that too. Actually, I get along with everyone. I can't help it when people look at me with those misunderstandings. Because
my father's job often requires me to travel to other places, I often change schools. I prefer casual acquaintances to deep
relationships. It's because of this frequent school changes and lack of friends that I'm misunderstood. Occasionally, I'll date a girl
for a while, and she'll leave me on her own."

Surprisingly, Tamami and Aya, who attend the same middle school as Ryosuke, also
say things like "He's always been likable" and "Ryosuke was eye-catching in middle school, always the center of attention," as if Ryosuke were a
special boy. But now, sitting next to Asuka, Ryosuke seems particularly lonely.

"Asuka, do you know when I started noticing you?"

"No."

"Last time, our classical literature teacher was on leave, so our two classes were combined, right? Combined classes are rare, so
almost no one was paying attention. The substitute teacher was a young woman who didn't really notice the students' reactions. At that time, Asuka
was sitting in the front row, frantically taking notes. Then the teacher seemed surprised, and in the end, it was just the teacher and Asuka
in the class. Seeing you then, I thought to myself, 'Wow, there are still such well-behaved girls these days…'"

Asuka wasn't actually studying hard at all. She just thought her study skills were terrible, and she'd be doomed if she didn't take notes
. She never expected Ryosuke to see it that way.

"Ah, it's a little embarrassing to talk about this!" Ryosuke blushed slightly and stood up, looking directly at Asuka.

"I will definitely cherish you."

"Ryosuke…"

Asuka stood up, looking up at Ryosuke. Ryosuke's hands rested on Asuka's shoulders. Slowly, Ryosuke
's face drew closer. Asuka naturally closed her eyes. In an instant, she felt lips meet. Opening her eyes,
she saw Ryosuke's smiling face bloom before her.

On the train ride home, Ryosuke looked up at a weekly magazine advertisement and suddenly frowned.

"Damn it! Seeing this kind of thing makes me really furious!"

The headline on the advertisement read, "100 Pure Girls' Confessions!! High School Girls' Lewd Sex
Special."

Although the culprits were those lecherous old men,
what were these young girls thinking? Didn't they have a boy they truly liked? If they did, could they even say such things? Boys
wouldn't consider girls like this as serious partners!

Ryosuke's words made Asuka's stomach ache.

"Yes...yes..."

The things she had temporarily forgotten today because of her happiness resurfaced in her mind. That letter, and those photos
—if Ryosuke saw them, he would definitely look down on her. The prisoner who wrote the letter said, "Break up with Ryosuke." Perhaps
, the prisoner was also hiding in secret today, watching Asuka's every move. And he even witnessed that scene in the park
.

"Asuka, are you tired? You don't look well!"

"No, it's okay."

Asuka forced a smile, but inside she wanted to burst into tears. I can't… I can't
break up with Ryosuke… I love Ryosuke too much…

That night, Asuka tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her date with Ryosuke felt like a dream, still lingering in her memory. But the thought of
what the prisoner might do to her at school tomorrow kept her awake. As dawn approached, Asuka
had a lewd dream.

In the dream, Asuka was completely naked, her hands and feet bound. Her legs were spread wide, her private parts fully exposed. There,
illuminated by light, came the clicking of camera shutters. Surrounded by many men, they stared at
Asuka's genitals, and upon seeing Asuka's face, which was on the verge of tears from shame, they let out lewd laughter.

"Great, she's already all wet..."

"Play with her clitoris again... This girl seems to really enjoy masturbating!"

"No... no... Ahh!"

"See! Her nipples are hard! Just like that time in the bathroom when we masturbated..."

"Take a few more pictures and send them to Ryosuke Kamimura, telling him... this girl actually has this kind of lewd little hole..."

"No, no, don't let Ryosuke see me like this..."

"Also, throw the photos off the school roof and post them on the bulletin board near her house, or write her real name and
phone number on them and post them in the phone booths at the train station..."

"No, no, please spare me..."

"So, do you want to break up with Ryosuke Kamimura?"

"Please, I'll do whatever you say, except, except for this..."

"Okay, then, I'll insert this one into your cunt... This one's thick and strong, you'll definitely enjoy it
!"

A huge, dark male phallus, like a black snake, appeared before Asuka's eyes.
After becoming wet in Asuka's mouth, the phallus aimed at her crotch, ready to thrust.

"Ah!"

Asuka was startled awake by her own voice. Two lines of tears slid down her cheeks. She sat up and looked in the mirror, seeing her own miserable
face. Her breathing was still erratic. The man who spoke such lewd words to her and did such terrible things—Asuka
had never even seen him in manga or movies. Yet, he had appeared in her dream. It was a terrifying premonition.

Looking at the clock, it was still a long time before she had to get up. However, Asuka dared not sleep any longer and could only hide under the covers, lost in thought
until dawn.

Although she wanted to ask for a day off from school, the thought of something terrible happening without her knowledge
was far more terrifying than if it had happened right before her eyes; she had no choice but to go to school. On the way, Mirai told her several times
, "Sis, if you're not feeling well, just go home," but Asuka was too weak to even shake her head.

It was a Monday like any other. She heard the sounds of the sports club's morning practice. Groups of students or couples
chatted leisurely as they walked towards school. Occasionally, students on bicycles would ring their bells and chase after them. But no one
pointed at Asuka, or their expressions changed drastically upon seeing her.

"Sis, I'm leaving. Don't push yourself too hard!"

She parted ways with Mirai in the same place. In short, nothing had happened yet. Maybe the culprit had changed his mind
and didn't want to go against her anymore. Asuka's little bit of hope shattered the moment she opened the shoe locker.
Inside was the same white envelope as on Saturday.

Chapter Two

. After school on Monday, in the empty classroom, Asuka stared blankly down at the playground. In
one corner of the playground, almost entirely used by the baseball and soccer teams, the track and field team was practicing sprints. The most eye-catching among them was
Tamami, running in a red tracksuit.

Just now, for the first time since becoming good friends—Asuka had made Tamami angry.

"Asuka, there's a limit to being gloomy. Aren't you and Ryosuke doing well
? You even had a happy date yesterday, right? Why are you sighing all day? Since we're friends, there's nothing you can't say, but to be honest,
I'm really unhappy. Asuka, who should be the happiest, instead looks the most unhappy. If you're so upset, just
hide in the hallway and grieve alone!"

"That's too much!" Aya tried to stop Tamami, but Tamami wouldn't listen.

"Anyway, I don't want to be friends with Asuka anymore! It's up to you whether you tell me why you
're upset, or we never speak to each other again! Tamami turned and walked towards the track and field team.

Aya looked at the silent Asuka with concern and said, "I'm sorry, Tamami is probably
just anxious because the track and field competition is coming up. This competition is so important to her. But, Asuka, is
there really something bothering you that you can't tell us?"

"............"

"Even though Tamami complains, she's really worried about you."

"............Yeah, I know." "

Me too."

"Yeah............"

"We can't force you, but if you want to talk about it, we'll definitely listen."

Aya hugged Asuka's shoulders. Then, Aya smiled, as if to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Ah, but it's good that Ryosuke is here, Asuka. Are you going home together today? Well then, I won't bother you anymore
, I'll be going now!" Aya left the classroom.

Asuka sat alone in her seat by the window. Ryosuke should be waiting for Asuka at the school gate.
Asuka's long absence might make him impatient. However, thinking about the letter, Asuka couldn't bring herself to
meet Ryosuke. The culprit might be watching her from the shadows.

"If I break my promise, Ryosuke will definitely hate me."

Would that stop the culprit's coercion? If Ryosuke hated Asuka and they broke up, those
photos wouldn't be exposed, right? But being hated by Ryosuke was just as painful as those photos being exposed…
Asuka was tired of continuing to worry and just stared blankly at the scenery outside.

Tamami ran alongside the male team members. Although she was a girl, Tamami was slightly ahead of them. "So fast!"
"Go, senior!" The younger girls cheered for Tamami. Reaching the finish line, Tamami looked back at them and
gave them a sweet smile. From Asuka's perspective, Tamami is also a cool, androgynous girl, and
many of her juniors must admire her. Not only is she beautiful, but her personality is also cheerful and down-to-earth.

In Asuka's eyes, Tamami, running and sweating in the sunset, is so dazzling… She makes up her mind
to tell Tamami everything! Suddenly, an idea pops into Asuka's mind. Although masturbation is difficult to talk about,
if she only talks about being photographed nude and receiving blackmail letters, perhaps Tamami will understand. That's it! No need
to show her the photos; why didn't she think of that sooner?

She should tell Tamami before her practice ends! Once she decides, a huge weight is lifted from her heart. Asuka
can't wait any longer and immediately runs out of the classroom to the playground.

As soon as Tamami sees Asuka, she stops practicing and runs towards her.

"Asuka, you're still here!"

Sweat glistens on Tamami's forehead. Her cheeks are slightly flushed. For some reason, Asuka's heart was pounding
.

"Um...that..."

"Just now...I'm sorry...I'm just too naive, I didn't consider Asuka's feelings."

"No, I'm the one who made you worry. I'm really sorry. I...I still want to talk to Tamami, is that okay?"

"Of course! Then, let's talk after I finish practicing! Today...today might not be too late, but..." Tamami
suddenly lowered her head, her expression darkening in an instant.

Huh? Asuka noticed something strange. With her head down, Tamami's cleavage seemed clearly visible. Her sportswear might
be a little loose, but she probably wore a t-shirt underneath!

"Aoki! You're still practicing, what are you doing!"

At that moment, a hoarse shout came from behind Tamami.

"Oh no, it's that guy Miyake. He calls himself an advisor, but he doesn't teach anything, he just talks a lot
. Sorry, you can wait for me in the classroom!"

Tamami went back to practice. Asuka turned back and walked towards the classroom. Although she thought Tamami's clothes were a bit strange,
it would be odd to bring it up, so she didn't say anything.

Asuka was still worried about Ryosuke. On the way, Asuka looked towards the school gate from the school building, but Ryosuke wasn't there.
He must have gone home because Asuka wasn't there! A sharp pain pierced Asuka's chest. But the most urgent
thing now was to discuss it with Tamami. She should call Ryosuke tonight to apologize! What reason should she give him? She asked Tamami to help her
think of something!

But Asuka waited for a long time, and Tamami didn't return to the classroom. Her schoolbag was still on the desk; she should be back
soon… The sun had set, and darkness had fallen outside. All the club practice had ended. If Asuka
didn't go home soon, her mother and Mirai would worry about her. So Asuka had no choice but to go out of the classroom to look for Tamami.

The empty school building felt a little eerie. Asuka cautiously peered into the classrooms around her. But she
couldn't find Tamami anywhere. The track and field team's office was locked; it seemed practice had ended long ago.

What on earth happened...? A hint of unease lingered in her mind regarding Tamami's sudden gloomy expression. Tamami had said, "I don't think
it'll be too late today," which meant that sometimes it could be very late. Besides club activities, what else could possibly keep her
up?

Asuka walked listlessly down the corridor between the club office building and the school building.

"—..."

Suddenly, a voice seemed to come from nowhere. Asuka stopped.

"—..."

She listened intently, as if she heard a girl's voice. She couldn't make out what was being said, but the low, resonant
tone sounded very much like Tamami's.

Asuka quietly walked towards the direction of the voice. She went from the corridor to the poolside, circled the pool, and then
left the school building, heading to the backyard. At the northernmost end of the backyard was an old, dilapidated sports storage room. She'd never seen anyone
use it; it was practically a junkyard. Yet, the voice was coming from there. Light also
faintly peeked out from the only window.

"No...no..."

It was definitely Tamami's voice. Besides, there was a low, almost inaudible, dry male voice.

What...? How terrifying. I wanted to run away. But Tamami let out a mournful cry of "No!" Asuka
could only tiptoe slowly towards the warehouse, peeking out the window...

"Ahhh!" Overwhelmed with shock, Asuka let out a muffled scream. Asuka seemed frozen, completely
motionless.

Tamami was embracing a man. No, it only looked like they were embracing. Tamami clearly wanted to escape from the man
, but the burly man held her down tightly.

"I, I want to go back...I've heard everything you wanted to say!"

"Is that so? But I won't believe you until I see it with my own eyes!"

Hearing this voice, Asuka was even more astonished. The man was Miyake, the PE teacher who had called Tamami back to the playground earlier
.

"Ah! No!"

Miyake pushed Tamami upwards onto the vaulting box. He pressed down on her resisting shoulder with one hand, and grabbed her red
tracksuit with the other. Slowly, he pulled down the zipper, and the clothes parted to the sides. Tamami was naked under the tracksuit
.

"Hoo hoo hoo... That feels good! Your nipples are already so erect! You've been running like this during practice all day,
right? Looks like the friction is quite pleasurable." "

..." Tamami looked regretful, biting her lower lip, as Miyake leered at her chest.

This was the first time Asuka had seen Tamami naked. Her body was quite
different from her usual boyish image. While her arms were healthily tanned, her torso was extremely white. Her shoulders and waist were quite slender,
but her breasts were unbalancedly large. Her nipples were also slightly larger than Asuka's; she could be described as a busty woman.

Miyake kneaded Tamami's full breasts with both hands. He pinched her nipples between his fingertips and rotated them as he lay on top of her.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts, doesn't it? A girl in puberty secretes thymic hormones in her breasts, so of course it hurts.
You should have learned that in health education class!"

"Ugh...ugh..."

"And your nipples are hard again. That's proof of tender breasts. Tender breasts, breasts that haven't been played with by other men. Ugh
...ugh...Aoki!" Miyake's words gradually became indistinct, and suddenly, he kissed Tamami's lips.

"Ugh...wait..."

Forced to kiss her, Tamami tried to turn her head away, tears streaming down her face. But Miyake wouldn't allow it. He deeply sucked into Tamami's lips, capturing
her tongue.

"Hmm...uh-huh..." Tamami winced in pain. But she didn't push Miyake away; she just
let her hands fall limply in despair. Saliva dripped from the corner of Tamami's mouth, someone's saliva unknown.

"Ugh...cough...cough cough..."

Tamami couldn't help but cough, and Miyake finally pulled away from her face. But his lips, still dripping with saliva, kissed her neck and then
moved towards her chest.

"Ah...ah...ahhh..." Tamami covered her chest with her hands, shaking her head repeatedly, saying no.

"Haha, you want me to suck, right! Your nipples are so hard, they won't go down if I don't suck!" Miyake
grabbed Tamami's breast with a twisting motion. He took her nipple into his mouth, making sucking sounds like sucking juice through a straw.

"Mmm...mmm..." Tamami's breathing gradually mixed with her delicate panting.

"Your nipples feel good, don't they?"

Miyake glanced at Tamami wickedly and laughed. Tamami shook her head desperately.

"Hmph, dishonest child. Well then, let's play with yours here..."

Miyake reached down to her lower body. Tamami's lower body was covered by dark blue athletic shorts. Miyake grabbed the elastic band
, but instead of pulling it down, he pulled it up.

"Ugh..."

"Oh, it's sinking in... The shape of her vulva is clearly visible on the shorts, hehe!"

From the top of the athletic shorts, Miyake stroked Tamami's lower body back and forth. Following the shape that appeared on the shorts, he used his hand...
His fingers traced the fleshy cleft deeply and clearly.

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

"Of course you're not wearing underwear under these shorts, right? Oh, your pubic hair is peeking out from the side. You, do you
practice while showing your pubic hair?"

His fingers inserted into the side of the athletic shorts, Miyake continuously pulling out Tamami's pubic hair from both sides.

"Okay, pull it in a little more, make it a high-cut shorts."

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Miyake pulled even harder, as if trying to bury the blue cloth into the cleft of her lower body. The shorts
rubbed up and down from time to time, fully stimulating Tamami's sensitive areas.

"Ah... Ahh... Ahh..." Shaking her head violently, tears welling in her eyes, Tamami seemed to have no
strength left to resist, and could only let him do as he pleased.

"Oh, you're already wet, you're feeling pleasure, right? Let me check." Miyake once again put his hand into the athletic
shorts. Thick, hairy fingers dug deep into Tamami's secret place.

"Ah! Ah, ah..." With each thrust of the fingers inside her shorts, Tamami arched her back and screamed loudly
.

"Ugh, it's so wet. It's almost time to put it in."

"Ah..."

Miyake pulled down Tamami's athletic shorts. Just as he had said before, Tamami wasn't wearing underwear. He rolled the shorts down and
pulled them off at the heels, then brought the crotch area of the shorts close to his nose.

"Ugh... I can't wait. The smell of a young girl's sweat and vaginal fluid... Whew, I'm so excited.
Ugh, oh... oh oh..."

Sniffing like a dog, Miyake grabbed Tamami's ankles and forcefully spread her long
legs.

"Ah..."

Tamami closed her eyes tightly in shame, feeling ashamed that Miyake was staring directly at her genitals. Despite the alleged violence, Tamami's private parts
were indeed wet and glistening. Her clitoris was bright red and engorged with blood, seemingly quite hard.

"Hoo hoo hoo... Feels good, doesn't it? Looks like my training was effective. Okay, I'll put it in you!"

After pulling down his wrinkled pants, Miyake took out his dark, engorged penis. As soon as Miyake sat on it, the vaulting
box made an unsteady creaking sound. He didn't care, holding Tamami's waist and pressing his penis against her wide-open
vagina.

"Ah... Eek, no... Ah..."

Tamami cried and resisted, but Miyake's penis had already mercilessly buried itself inside her.

"Ugh... So tight... As expected of an athletic girl, these muscles are well-trained."

"Ah, haa, ah, haa..."

Tamami was shaken incessantly. The white socks on her feet, pulled up to Miyake's shoulders, vibrated so violently they
were almost pulled off. Her breasts, squeezed flat in Miyake's hands, looked like deflated balls.

"Hehe, that's good! Aoki, you're enjoying it too, aren't you?"

"Ahhh...ahhh..." Tamami could no longer hear Miyake's words, her empty eyes filled with tears
, her mouth opening and closing, emitting mournful sounds.

"Okay, let's play with this one too!" Miyake's hand touched Tamami's private parts, seemingly stroking her clitoris with his fingers.

"Ahhh...woo..."

"Hmm, hard enough, you must really want someone to penetrate you to be like this, Aoki, let's cum together!"

"Ahhh...ahhh..."

Miyake accelerated his thrusts, the vaulting box making a loud noise, shaking almost to the point of breaking.

"Ugh, I came!"

Miyake closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and exhaled foul breath. Suddenly, he thrust his hips above Tamami,
freezing there motionless for a moment.

"Ahhh..."

Tamami cried out in despair. Miyake seemed to ejaculate inside Tamami without a second thought.

"..."

Miyake lifted Tamami's chin and licked away a tear that rolled down her cheek. Tamami wept silently.

"That's all for today's instruction. It's getting late, don't linger on the road, go straight home, understand
?"

Miyake walked in his direction. Asuka, who had been watching from outside the window, ran back in a panic.
The shock made her body stiff. Staggering and unsteady, she finally reached the corridor leading back to the school building
and collapsed onto the floor.

The scene from just now was still replaying in her mind. Now, Asuka could almost see Tamami and Miyake having sex...
Tamami's swaying, white breasts, her parted inner thighs, the entrance emitting gurgling sounds—this was
the first time Asuka had ever seen a woman's private parts other than her own. That huge thing could enter so easily.

Asuka couldn't believe she could do the same. She had tried to put her fingers in before,
but even inserting her fingertips was excruciatingly painful, so she gave up. Therefore, Asuka was terrified of tampons and never dared
to use them. Moreover, Miyake had told Tamami several times, "It feels good, doesn't it?" Tamami probably felt more than just painless; she
actually felt good.

Asuka had completely forgotten why she had gone to see Tamami. She only felt that Tamami seemed like a completely different
person. The Tamami who had always been so cheerful, who spoke like a boy, and who had never even been rumored to have a crush on anyone—had actually
gone to that extent with a man. And it happened at school, in that dusty gym storage room, where she was being forced
to do such an embarrassing thing by Mr. Miyake, whom she hated most.

Seeing Tamami's ashamed appearance, she no longer wanted to discuss the letter with her. She'd just go home for now!
She could just leave a note in Tamami's bag. But how should she face
Tamami starting tomorrow?

Asuka sighed deeply. Feeling a little calmer, she stood up and brushed the dust off her skirt.
Suddenly, she felt a chill between her legs. Looking down, she saw that her underwear was wet. I… I actually…

Although it was unlikely anyone would notice, Asuka still nervously glanced around. She hurriedly ran into the restroom,
used the urinal, and carefully wiped her lower body with tissue paper. The tissue was soaked with a sticky liquid and torn. Ugh
… what’s wrong with me… this

wet underwear is so uncomfortable. She wanted to change, but of course she didn’t bring any spare underwear. She decided to go home as soon as possible. Asuka
quickly went to the classroom, left a note, and hurriedly left again. To avoid running into Tamami, she
deliberately went to the far end of the stairs, kept her head down, and hurried away.

“Ouch!” Thump! She seemed to bump into someone’s arms. Asuka couldn’t help but cry out.

“Asuka!”

The person standing before her was someone she hadn’t expected to see.

"Ryosuke?"

"Where did you go? I've been waiting for you for ages, I was so worried I looked everywhere for you. I was thinking
of calling your house if I couldn't find you!"

Ryosuke was angry, but Asuka wasn't scared at all.

"What's wrong? You should have told me if something happened... Hey, Asuka!"

Suddenly hugged by Asuka, Ryosuke felt flustered. After a moment of panic, he gently put his arms around Asuka
's back.

"What happened?"

Ryosuke asked Asuka in a gentle voice, as if talking to a lost child. Asuka's tears seemed
about to spill over at any moment, but she tried to control herself and began to confide in Ryosuke.

"…I…received a letter…"

"A letter?"

"Yes. Saturday, the day after I started dating Ryosuke, a letter was left in my shoe cabinet. It wasn't signed,
just told me to break up with you."

"And then?" Ryosuke's voice suddenly became low and serious, almost
like a detective interrogating a criminal in a TV drama.

Asuka trembled slightly.

"Then, the same letter came today. It's terrifying. I want to talk to Tamami about it."

Although she wasn't lying, she couldn't tell Ryosuke about the photos. Asuka released Ryosuke and
looked away.

"Have you been talking to Tamami until now?"

Asuka shook her head.

"Tamami seems to have something to do, so she didn't come."

"Is that so?" Ryosuke didn't press Asuka. If she hadn't met Tamami, what was she doing?

"Saturday...maybe someone saw me confessing to you the day before. Damn it, I was too
excited then..."

Ryosuke muttered to himself. Asuka glanced at him; he still had a stern face, his eyes glaring at the sky.

"Ryosuke..."

"Asuka, think about it carefully. After I called you in front of the bookstore, were there any school people around? Or
did you mention me to anyone that night?"

"Hmm...no."

"Then, finding the culprit shouldn't be too difficult. The first letter was on Saturday, right? Just
the day after I confessed to you, very few people know about it now. Besides, the letter was in the shoe locker; the culprit
is almost certainly someone from school, so..."

"...Yeah..."

Clues to the culprit...Asuka, flustered by the photos, hadn't considered these things at all. Ryosuke's explanation actually
made sense. At that time, Ryosuke ran up to her in front of the bookstore and spoke to her. Tamami and Aya
left first with grins. Then, the two went for a walk in the small park. If
someone was hiding in the bushes or behind the slide...

"I'm sorry. I was too nervous at the time and can't remember."

"Okay, but I have another way. This criminal is very determined and won't give up until he gets what he wants. He will definitely continue
to send messages. Tomorrow, let's come to school a little earlier and hide to watch the shoe lockers."

"Huh?"

"Grab him on the spot and give him a good beating. Actually, you can just ignore that kind of guy, but he harassed you
, and I can't forgive that! I'm going to teach him a lesson so he won't dare to mess with you again!" "

..." Ryosuke

's face became even more terrifying. He seemed very serious.

"Okay? Wait at the ticket gate at the station tomorrow."

After deciding on the time and saying, "Don't be late!", Ryosuke's expression softened.

"However, Asuka, you also made mistakes. Why did you go to Tamami first after receiving that kind of letter, instead of coming
to me? This is a problem between the two of us!"

"I'm sorry..."

"After what happened, you must have had a bad day, right?"

"No, no, I was really happy on Sunday."

"Really? That's great!"

Ryosuke finally smiled. Asuka smiled sweetly back at him.

"I need to go home early today, I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Yeah. Ah, it's already so late! Mom and the others must be worried..."

"I'll take you home."

"No need!"

"No. The culprit who wrote the letter might be watching me somewhere right now! If I find out, I'll beat him up
!" On the way back, Ryosuke said many times that he wanted to beat up the culprit, and then asked Asuka if any boys had expressed their love for her or written her letters

so far .
Asuka answered honestly that two or three boys had confessed to her
and she had received love letters from them, but that was all a long time ago, and the boys hadn't seemed to do anything strange
.

"Asuka is definitely popular with boys! That means there might be other boys secretly in love with her
."

Asuka paused for a moment. She never considered herself popular. Compared to that, Ryosuke was much more popular with girls.
He was far superior to her. Ryosuke seemed to think the culprit was a boy who liked Asuka. However, if Asuka
found out which boy the culprit was, she would definitely hate him. Asuka, on the other hand, thought the culprit might be
a girl who secretly loved Ryosuke.

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