This boy named Yoshida Kaoru was not only from the same school, but also Himemiya Makoto's childhood sweetheart. There was often a hint of ambiguous affection between them.
They were no exception.
Though no confession had been made, no official relationship established, no intimate things shared—Yoshida Kaoru and Himemiya Makoto undoubtedly cared for each other deeply. An ambiguous atmosphere lingered between them.
But today...
These two childhood sweethearts, each harboring feelings for the other, were separated by a door. Outside stood an innocent, oblivious protagonist who knew nothing. Inside, his childhood sweetheart was pinned down by another man, whose unscrupulous hands roamed her smooth, tender skin.
Demanding her body.
"Makoto? Is that Makoto?" This old-fashioned herbivorous protagonist stood outside, calling out while reaching for the door.
"Huh? It won't open?"
"...Kaoru-kun, it's me." Himemiya Makoto knew she couldn't hide. She could only suppress her voice, forcing words through clenched teeth. At the same time, to avoid revealing her abnormal state, she dared not speak to Mu Xiaoxiao anymore. She could only glare at him with angry eyes, signaling him to let go.
But Mu Xiaoxiao remained unimpressed by her glare. He continued playing with that exaggerated pair, fingers sinking deep.
"You—why are you here..."
"I'm putting some props in the warehouse for the teacher." Yoshida Kaoru set the box aside and wiped sweat from his forehead. "What about you, Makoto? Why are you in the warehouse?"
"I... I'm here... ah!"
"Makoto? What's wrong?" Hearing his childhood sweetheart's exclamation, Yoshida Kaoru grew nervous.
"No—nothing..."
'This guy! This bastard!' Himemiya Makoto gritted her pearly teeth and looked down at his hand inside her clothes. That wicked hand suddenly squeezed the delicate tip—making her unable to suppress her cry.
In the next second, she quickly covered her mouth. But Kaoru outside still heard.
'Damn...'
What made it worse was that this villain kept playing with that sensitive spot. The bright, delicate red tips of her big white rabbits were being pulled and toyed with.
Himemiya Makoto was going crazy!
Waves of pleasure left her bewildered. And in this environment, at this moment—the boy she liked stood right outside the door. Though separated by a door, still...
It was almost like being played with by Mu Xiaoxiao right in front of Kaoru.
For Himemiya Makoto, this was too intense. Too sensitive.
Nervous, flustered... her body tensed.
"Makoto, can you open the door? I need to move these things in?" Yoshida Kaoru, unaware of anything unusual, asked seriously.
"I—I'm sorry, not right now." 'Open the door? No way. If she opened it and he saw, it would be completely over. Even now, they might be discovered any moment.'
'Mu Xiaoxiao, you bastard!'
"I'm—I'm changing clothes. It's inconvenient to open the door..."
'Woo—this guy's pinching again... Stop it!'
"I see. Then I'll wait a bit." Yoshida Kaoru blushed, scratching his head upon hearing the girl he liked was changing inside. He stood by the door, not leaving.
'Whew—at least he didn't find out. I managed to fool him.' Himemiya Makoto, catching her breath, finally grabbed the hand crawling inside her clothes and shot Mu Xiaoxiao a fierce glare.
She struggled to push him away.
Unfortunately, instead of being pushed away, Mu Xiaoxiao opened his arms and embraced her fully, pressing her against the door. Under Himemiya Makoto's astonished gaze, he leaned close and whispered in her ear.
"The one outside seems important to you. Someone you like?"
"...None of your business." Makoto dared not speak loudly, forcing the words out in a whisper.
"Wrong. You're my woman now. Of course it's my business."
"Who's your woman? This is just a transaction!"
"You wound me saying that." Mu Xiaoxiao, perhaps having had enough fun, finally released her plump softness. "I was quite jealous, realizing you like that kind of boy."
"Why would you be jealous? You—woo!"
Himemiya Makoto breathed a sigh of relief as his withdrawn hand suddenly reversed direction. It brushed across her increasingly sensitive skin and attacked downward. The frightened girl's expression changed instantly.
"What are you doing—"
"Isn't this our deal?"
"Even so—you can't go too far!" 'This was her last line of defense. How could she let him do this? Especially now, with Kaoru at the door. If he found out...'
"And you said you wouldn't take the initiative!"
"I did say that." Mu Xiaoxiao stepped forward with a smile. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit her earlobe, licking it. Himemiya Makoto trembled violently. "I can't help it. Makoto is too attractive. I just can't control myself."
"You—you bastard—"
She didn't know what to say. This guy was really too much. 'Too attractive'? 'Can't help it'? He was just teasing her. She wanted to refuse, but she wasn't as strong as him.
She could only watch helplessly as his hand slipped into her panties, reaching her most private, most important girlish place.
'This scoundrel! Scumbag!'
'Shameless devil!'
While cursing inwardly, her body responded uncontrollably—longing, heating. Combined with the hot breath at her ear and his licking, biting touch...
Himemiya Makoto's body grew weaker and weaker. If not for Yoshida Kaoru standing outside, she might have cried out directly.
'Why—why does it feel so strong...'
'I try to endure, but I can't hold back...'
"Makoto, um... have you eaten? Want to have lunch together later?" The boy at the door, oblivious to the intense scene inside, continued speaking normally.
Hearing his voice, Himemiya Makoto's reaction intensified. Hot moisture dripped onto Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers, soaking her panties.
"I—I don't have time at noon..."
Her mind grew more confused. Himemiya Makoto's voice trembled noticeably. Her red lips parted, panting like a dog. "I already promised someone else lunch... so... next time."
"I see."
The disappointment in Yoshida Kaoru's voice was obvious.
"Kaoru-kun, you—you can leave your things at the door. I'll move them in later..." She looked down at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was mouthing her rabbit's red tip, and pursed her lips in shame and anger.
She was afraid Kaoru would stay longer—and Mu Xiaoxiao would do something even worse...
She felt this scoundrel was only getting more excited because Kaoru was here.
"Alright."
Yoshida Kaoru nodded. For some reason, he felt something was off with Makoto in the warehouse, but he didn't dwell on it. He glanced at the closed warehouse door, then turned and left.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Only after he left did Himemiya Makoto remove her hand from her mouth, gasping for breath. The next second, intense pleasure peaked.
"Ahh!!!"