Rito woke up in silence.
No Lala curled against him. No tail squeezing his waist. No Sachie or Mami tangled in the sheets, they'd gone home last night, their sleepover was officially over.
The bed felt cold.
He sat up, sheet pooling at his waist. The monster stirred beneath the fabric, half-hard from dreams he couldn't shake.
'Yesterday… Lala. Her body under me. Her voice breaking when I filled her. The way she clenched around me, hot and tight, her tail wrapped around my wrist like she'd never let go.'
His cock twitched harder at the memory.
'All of these is going to be the death of me one day,' he thought, rubbing his face. 'Well, at least I'll die happy.'
While thinking of it, his memory also traced to the previous day's dinner and Mikan.
'I really have no control over my libido. I just talked with her the other day and next, she found me doing it with Lala…'
Rito didn't regret his actions, he was never going back to his self that made him regret his own actions, that made him hesitate in even taking actions.
But somewhere he was struggling, struggling with how to manage all of this.
He pulled on a T-shirt and shorts, the fabric clinging to his newly carved abs. Veins traced faint lines along his forearms as he flexed.
'Stronger. I must be stronger.'
…
Downstairs, the kitchen was warm with steam.
Mikan stood at the stove, apron tied tight, spoon in mouth, flipping eggs with quiet pride. She didn't even look up when Rito entered.
"Morning." he said.
She slid a plate across the counter with a soft clink. Tamagoyaki, miso, rice. Perfect spirals.
Her eyes narrowed, a silent storm brewing behind them.
Rito sat. Silence stretched.
Then—
BAM!
The door burst open.
Lala bounded in, radiant as always, wearing Rito's oversized T-shirt like a dress, hem riding high on her thighs. Her tail was already wrapped around his waist before he could blink, tugging him close with a happy swish-swish.
"Rito~♡" she sang, nose booping his. "I feel like I can't be away from you even one second~♡"
She climbed into his lap without asking, knees pinning his thighs, tail squeezing playfully. The T-shirt rode higher. No panties. Just warm, bare skin against his shorts.
Rito's blush detonated. His cock shot to its final-form in one heartbeat, its curved head pressing warm and urgent against her stomach through the fabric.
"N-Ngh…!"
"Lala not here…"
Lala giggled, completely unbothered. She scooped a piece of tamagoyaki with her fingers and held it to his lips.
"Open wide~♡"
Seeing that his protests were futile, he meekly looked at Mikan and opened his mouth.
He felt that a little feeding wouldn't bother Mikan, but he underestimated Lala's overflowing love for him.
After Rito opened his mouth, Lala tosses the tamagoyaki into her mouth and fed him mouth-to-mouth, her lips brushing his with every bite, tongue darting out to lick a stray crumb from the corner of his mouth.
Mmm~
"!!"
Mikan's grip tightened on the spatula until her knuckles went white. She turned slowly, eyes locked on the scene, a single vein pulsing at her temple.
Lala tilted her head, tail giving another playful squeeze.
"We will be going to school, right? Can I sit on your lap the whole day~♡?"
Rito sat there frozen, every drop of blood rushing south.
…
Haruna stood at the second-floor window of Sainan High School, fingers tightening on her bag strap as she watched them approach the gate.
Rito and Lala walked hand-in-hand with tail wrapped around like always, but it was much more than that.
Lala's tail was wrapped possessively around Rito's wrist, the heart-shaped tip curled like a bracelet, tugging him closer with every step. She leaned into his side, head resting on his shoulder, her laughter light and intimate as she whispered something that made Rito's ears burn crimson.
Haruna's breath caught.
'That's not just… close anymore.'
'They're… different.'
The way Lala's tail lingered, not just playful but claiming. The way Rito didn't flinch or stammer, rather he leaned into it, his hand resting naturally on her hip, thumb brushing the bare skin where the uniform shirt rode up.
Haruna's fingers dug into the strap until the fabric creaked.
'They've… crossed a line.'
'He's not just flustered anymore. He's… comfortable. Like it's normal. Like…'
Her chest tightened, a strange ache blooming behind her ribs.
'When did that happen?'
'What did they do?'
'D-did they already kissed…? Or did they'
Thinking of the next thing, Haruna's cheeks blushed and she stopped her train of thoughts right then and there.
Meanwhile, Yui's voice cracked across the courtyard the second they stepped through the gate.
"SHAMELESS COUPLE!"
Lala just giggled and pressed closer, tail swishing under her skirt.
…
Soon the lunch period came.
Lala pulled out a tiny silver speaker-like box.
"Song-Song-don~!"
She tossed it into the air.
The classroom exploded into karaoke chaos. Desks floated. Microphones materialized. Haruna's bento turned into a disco ball.
Rito rubbed his temples.
'Somethings never change, do they?'
…
After the lunch chaos, where Rito had to personally apologize to every one of those whose lunch started dancing and refused to get eaten while doing moonwalk.
Also, he noticed that Haruna's gaze was a little strange today.
'She has always been the perspective one… So, she must have picked up on the change of relation between me and Lala.'
'If I want them to be happy with me, I need to give them time and privacy. Hurrying it will ruin everything…'
Soon, Rito and Lala slipped away to the rooftop for a private picnic.
The door clicked shut behind them.
Lala spread a blanket, tail swishing, eyes sparkling.
"Rito~♡ No one will bother us here~!"
She patted the spot beside her.
He sat there, and she immediately crawled into his lap, back against his chest, tail curling around his thigh.
The city sparkled below. The wind tugged at her hair.
Rito felt peace…
For exactly thirty seconds.
BAM!
The rooftop door slammed open.
A figure stood framed in the sunlight, slim, with two-toned spiky hair, white on top, black at the back, hot pink eyes blazing with determination.
Ren Elsie Jewelria.
"LALA!" he bellowed, voice cracking with teenage bravado. "I've come to take you back to Deviluke!"
Lala blinked.
"Ren? What are you doing here?"
Ren marched forward, fists clenched.
"You promised when we were kids remember! You said you'd marry me if I became a real man!"
Lala tilted her head. "I… don't remember that."
Ren's face stiffened suddenly.
Then with a flushed face his eyes moved towards Rito.
"That's not important! Rito Yuuki, I, Ren Elsie Jewelria, challenge you to a manly contest to prove myself!"
Rito looked over slowly, Lala still in his arms.
'Déjà vu?'
Meanwhile, far away in a spaceship, Zastin suddenly sneezed.
Achoo!
"Yuuki Rito-dono and Lala-sama must be remembering my gallant moves, hmm!"
"Move faster! I, ZASTIN, SHALL GIVE THE GOOD NEWS OF OUR FIRST PRINCESS'S ENGAGEMENT TO HIS MAJESTY MYSELF!"
…
Ren's voice, sharp with desperation, sliced across the sunny Sainan Academy rooftop. "First test — Arm Wrestling of Utter Manhood!"
His hot pink eyes blazed at Rito.
Rito sighed internally. 'Here we go again. This will only be the start of these pointless challenges…'
He looked over at Lala, who was already fiddling with a complex, spinning silver orb, completely ignoring Ren passion.
Rito sighed and gently set Lala aside from his lap. Her tail gave one last playful squeeze before uncoiling.
Before starting, he still tried to be the voice of reason.
"Ren, why do you even want to do this? I and Lala love each other..."
"Hehe~♡"
Rito's sudden open confession made Lala blush and giggle sweetly.
Ren voice snapped back, irritated. "Silence, Yuuki Rito! A man must prove his dominance! Now! Arm Wrestling!"
He slammed his elbow down onto the rickety wooden desk, he conjured from who knows where.
'At this point, I shouldn't even question these things…'
Rito sat opposite him, placing his arm down.
Suddenly, two familiar faces popped up from behind a stack of unused gym mats on the rooftop.
It was Momioka Risa and Sawada Mio, Rito's classmates, having apparently been lurking nearby. They leaned in close, giggling mischievously.
Risa: "Go on, Rito! Don't let the pretty alien beat you!"
Mio: "I bet Rito's forearms are surprisingly strong from all the running he does from Lala's inventions."
They pushed. Ren strained, sweat instantly beading. Rito held steady, trying to minimize the contact to avoid any accidental ecchi situations.
The slim Memorzean's grip was surprisingly strong, but Rito's training held. Veins popped along his forearm as he pushed.
Then the tiny silver orb on Rito's shoulder, Lala's "Instant Desire Amplifier Z", suddenly mistook the pressure for excitement. It surged Rito's deep-seated, repressed stress into his arm.
FWOOM!
A painful surge of power exploded through Rito's bicep. He yelled out, less from effort, and more from surprise.
"W-whoa! What was that?!"
The uncontrolled force slammed Ren's arm down so hard, his hand shot through the desk. The desk shattered.
Rito won by accidental, amplified stress. The desk pieces flew upward, one piece narrowly missing Ren but landing perfectly inside a cup of freshly brewed tea held by Tenjouin Saki, who was trying to compose herself at a nearby outdoor table.
Standing up, rigid with fury, Saki yelled.
"Yuuki Rito! Do you have any idea how much this imported tea cost?!"
"Uh… no…?" Rito answered awkwardly.
"You…!"
His answer seemed to made her even angrier, but as she was about to continue Ren's voice sounded.
Ren struggling to extract his hand, shouted. "N-no! It cannot be! You used… dirty human tricks!"
He quickly rose to his feet and roared.
"Next!"
"The Ultimate Sprint to the Gate of Manhood!"
Rito's eyebrows twitched.
"Can we skip this one? Soon the lunch break will be over and-"
Ren bolted while Rito was speaking.
Left with no other choice, Rito also bolted behind him.
A few steps and Rito tripped over his own shadow, a predictable event, he thought speechlessly to himself. He tumbled forward, but instead of hitting the ground, he landed perfectly on his back onto a discarded, flat panel that Lala had recently powered up: the "Instant Automated Scooter Epsilon".
The scooter, designed for short-range travel, shot forward like a pink torpedo. Rito was sliding down the hallway, completely out of control, right past Ren.
"A-AHHH! I'M NOT EVEN TRYING!"
Ren, fuelled by anger, took a desperate detour through the janitor's closet to catch up, but ran straight into a pile of brightly colored, slippery "Instant Jello Cubes" that Lala had been testing as a new, bouncy floor material in the abandoned club room.
And so, the result was: Rito won the race flat on his back, zooming on a runaway alien device. Ren was defeated, stuck up to his waist in strawberry Jello.
Risa, from the hallway, filming on her phone, couldn't help but comment. "Look at that form! Rito's got the whole 'relaxed winner' vibe down! Ten out of ten!"
Mio, chimed in from the other side.
"Ren-kun, pose for the camera! This is going viral!"
Ren finally dug himself out, covered head-to-toe in Jello and frustration. "Strength Test of True Manhood! The Vending Machine Lift!"
He pointed to the heavy machine in the cafeteria lot. Ren strained, veins popping to no effect.
Rito stepped up, ready to concede. "Look, Ren, this is clearly impossible for the both of us—"
Suddenly, the silver orb from the first test finished its "recharge". It zipped back and mistook Rito's khaki school pants for a target. It activated its "Supreme Grip" setting, attempting to attach itself to his leg. Rito felt a sharp tug.
"Huh?! What the—?!"
Rito reflexively grabbed at his leg, twisting and losing his balance. His frantic flailing hands slapped the side of the vending machine. The orb, now covered in metallic adhesive, activated its Maximum Anti-Grav feature to try and escape Rito's grip.
Then it latched onto the vending machine and activated a sudden, brief surge of anti-gravity. The machine didn't lift cleanly, but was ripped off its bolts with a sickening CRACK, sending the whole unit spinning up, scattering cans, and leaving Rito standing there, utterly bewildered, with his hand awkwardly raised toward the ceiling.
Rito kept staring at the floating vending machine for w while and then asked cautiously.
"Would you believe me that I am not doing these on purpose?"
Ren's eye twitched.
"That does it!"
"Final Test of Manhood — 120 km Marathon!"
Rito blinked. "That's… not even possible in one afternoon."
Ren was already stripping off his jacket, determination blazing.
"I'll prove I'm a real man!" saying that he bolted off.
…
Hours later.
The sun dipped low, painting the city in amber.
Ren staggered across an imaginary finish line in the school courtyard, shirt soaked with sweat, temporary muscles bulging from sheer willpower.
Lala clapped politely. "Wow, Ren! You're all… puffy!"
Ren collapsed to his knees, panting.
"Now… acknowledge me…"
Just then, a fly buzzed past and landed on his nose.
ACHOO!
The sneeze hit like a shockwave.
Light exploded, and Ren's body shimmered, shrank, curves blooming where slim lines had been. His clothes vanished in the flash.
Run Elsie Jewelria stood naked, long light green hair cascading down to cover her breasts, hot pink eyes wide with shock.
"Yuuki R-Rito…?! You're… the boy from the rooftop…?"
Suddenly, she started swaying, dizzy from the sudden swap.
Peke zipped in with a poof, frilly school uniform materializing in a swirl of golden sparkles. Rito had longed instructed her to always be ready to cloth girls in case they accidentally become nude in public.
Though only Rito and Lala were there other than her in the place, but one couldn't be careless.
Rito also acted immediately. He lunged, catching her before she crumpled to the ground.
Her body was soft, warm, and now, clothed.
"Ah~! Run-chan came out!"
Meanwhile Run was looking at Rito, "You… caught me?"
Her voice was soft, but her shy eyes and the contact with her body sent a current through Rito's body. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, and her long and soft hair brushed his thigh, scent drifting faintly towards his nostrils.
Rito's dick twitched a little inside his pants in response.
…
Click.
The door of the Yuuki opened, Mikan looked through the living room, her hand still holding a duster. Clearly, she was in the middle of another chore.
But just as she looked, the sight in front of the door made her freeze in her tracks.
Rito was holding a curvy, light-green-haired girl in his arms, her face flushed, and eyes starry looking at Rito. Behind Rito stood Lala in her always present jolly mood.
Mikan's gaze immediately became dangerous.
"ANOTHER ONE?!"
…
After somehow explaining the immediate circumstances to Mikan, Rito carried Run inside and laid her on the living room's sofa.
Run sat up slowly on the sofa, blinking up at him.
"You protected me all the way… just like the hero of my dreams…"
Ren's voice echoed in her head:
"HEY! That's MY body too! And that's an enemy!"
Lala bounced in.
"Run are you going to be our new friend~?"
Mikan stormed in behind her, arms folded, vein pulsing.
"Explain the entire thing. NOW."
"Where did you brought another girl… when…"
"When…"
"When you already have Lala-san!"
She said the last part with a twinge of jealousy and lingering anger.
"Mikan… she is-"
Just as Rito opened his mouth to explain the entire scenario, Run sneezed.
ACHOO!
Light flashed.
Ren reappeared, sprawled in front of Rito, his face crimson.
"YUUKI RITO! I challenge you to another duel!"
Mikan's eye twitched.
"NOT IN MY HOUSE!"
Rito facepalmed.
'Just my luck.'
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