In the locked student council room, the atmosphere gradually became strange.
For some reason, Murakami Yuu thought of the story of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit. He automatically cast himself in the role of the little white rabbit.
As Anna Kinomiya slowly walked toward him, he inexplicably thought of that ghostly meme "Don't come over here."
"President..."
Since this wasn't the first time, Murakami Yuu managed to suppress the shock in his heart. Looking at Anna Kinomiya who was very wrong and flushed all over, he felt he had developed techniques for dealing with her.
Anna Kinomiya's request just now was to praise her. Although it was a somewhat baffling request, doing so now should be fine.
He calmly took a step back while saying according to her request:
"President, you did very well. Your performance just now exceeded my imagination. It was simply a perfect way to handle it. Thanks to you, things could be resolved so quickly. You've been a great help."
Unexpectedly for Murakami Yuu, the moment he said this, Anna Kinomiya clutched her chest and uncontrollably knelt on the floor, her legs slowly sliding to the sides, changing to a duck-sitting position.
She pressed her lips together, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, correspondingly her chest also heaving violently.
That posture was like a housewife who had been waiting a month for her business-trip husband to come home tonight, with an expression of wanting something to happen.
Clearly a dignified student council president in front of others, yet privately she was like this with him. This extremely contrasting physiological characteristic maximized the visual impact.
How absurd!
Murakami Yuu felt increasingly hot. He thought the student council room's air conditioner needed replacing - its cooling effect was far too poor.
Thinking about these random things in his head, facing Anna Kinomiya kneeling on the floor, just as he was hesitating whether to help her up, Anna Kinomiya proactively extended a hand toward him.
A hand like tender shoots - slender and flawless, nails trimmed neatly. Nothing was painted on them, pink-white and clean. A very beautiful hand.
This made the decision for the hesitant him.
Murakami Yuu stepped forward and grasped that hand. Just as he was about to pull Anna Kinomiya up with force, he didn't expect that in that instant she also exerted force, pulling Murakami Yuu toward her.
The instant she exerted force, Murakami Yuu noticed.
Heh, trying to compete in strength with a male, how naive... wait! Why is her strength so great?!
The underestimating Murakami Yuu lost his balance and fell toward her.
The next moment, while in mid-air, his head was caught by Anna Kinomiya's other free hand, then accurately pulled into her embrace.
"—!"
Anna Kinomiya looked up with closed eyes, feeling the pleasant scent from him. Her long eyelashes fluttered up and down as her whole body trembled emotionally.
Finally... finally I'm holding him again... right now I'm in his arms...
The faint rose fragrance rushed into Murakami Yuu's nose. The body of a youth in the prime of his life instantly reacted, sounding the horn for a full charge.
How could I possibly compromise like this!
Although he didn't dislike Anna Kinomiya's looks and figure, this inexplicable behavior still made Murakami Yuu quite uncomfortable. Even his body's reaction seemed to him an embarrassing display of insufficient self-control.
"Anna Kinomiya! You need to stop... mmph... mmph..."
Murakami Yuu, who had broken free from her embrace with all his strength, didn't have time to say a complete sentence before he was pulled back in again, like a magazine being loaded, fitting perfectly.
"Haa— call me... Anna..."
Anna Kinomiya's emotions were high. The flush on her face hadn't faded, and her eyes at this moment looked like they were about to drip water.
Don't joke around!
Murakami Yuu tried to pry open Anna Kinomiya's hands with his own - unsuccessful. He then reached under her arms to tickle her. This time it was effective - she suddenly went limp and her strength decreased considerably.
Taking this opportunity to break free from her restraint, Murakami Yuu quickly stood up.
His uniform was full of wrinkles from the earlier struggle, looking very disheveled.
"Wait a moment!"
Murakami Yuu was slightly out of breath, his words carrying some anger, both physical and mental.
"Why do this?"
"I don't know either. As long as I'm with Murakami-kun, I become strange."
Anna Kinomiya also slowly stood up, her expression dazed, like an afterglow face after finishing.
"I want to be praised by Murakami-kun, want to hear Murakami-kun's voice, want to make contact with Murakami-kun... thinking about these things makes me incredibly happy."
She slowly walked over again. Compared to her earlier uncontrolled, oblivious-to-surroundings posture, now she could control herself a bit more.
"Wait! I should have told you before that these things are only to be done with someone you like or your future marriage partner, so..."
"Only Murakami-kun makes me like this... so Murakami-kun is that person."
Anna Kinomiya didn't waver.
"I already have someone I like, and not just one. They all like me very much too!"
"That has nothing to do with me. I just need to be with Murakami-kun."
"..."
Coming before Murakami Yuu who had nothing to refute, Anna Kinomiya lowered her head and took his hand.
"Only Murakami-kun can..."
The two people face-to-face at close range could clearly hear each other's breathing.
"Do you really know what you're doing?"
"I like Murakami-kun to the point where it must be you. I think about you all the time. Just being within your line of sight brings me incomparable pleasure. Being with you gives me satisfaction and happiness. This overflowing feeling makes my body temperature rise and I can't control myself."
She placed his hand against her body to fit perfectly.
"It's probably love."
Active and proactive, passionate and crazy.
Murakami Yuu's eyes flickered. He pulled Anna Kinomiya into his arms, changing their positions midway, hugging her from behind.
His head lowered to press against the side of her face, one hand intertwined with hers, the other arm embracing her, the palm slowly exerting pressure.
"!"
A sensation she had never experienced before rippled through her entire body. Anna Kinomiya vaguely felt excited about wanting to have more.
Murakami Yuu smelled the rose fragrance from her hair, then gently blew air by her ear, his voice very low.
"Does this make you happy?"
"Mm... very happy..."
The answering voice was somewhat off-key.
"Even if it's like this?"
As he spoke, the strength of his embrace increased a few degrees.
"Mmph, haa... yes... as long as it's Murakami-kun, I'm fine with being treated however... as long as it's Murakami-kun..."
The amplitude of Anna Kinomiya's body trembling increased. Hearts seemed to appear in her eyes.
Murakami Yuu stopped asking questions. Her disordered gasping obstructed his thought process.
Accompanied by that cry like pain coming from her throat, Anna Kinomiya's body jerked violently, her whole body losing strength and sliding down.
Murakami Yuu didn't have time to think more and caught her body, sitting on the chair behind him, while Anna Kinomiya collapsed powerlessly in his arms.
The next moment, Murakami Yuu felt heat spreading on him.