After class, Suneo sat in the corner between Gian and Nobiko, tormented all morning, having witnessed a completely different Gian.
Not only did he humble himself and curry favor, but he would also help Nobiko when she didn't bring her textbook, although it was by lending his own book, being generous at someone else's expense, but it was still quite remarkable.
"Hiroshi, can I be in your group for cooking class later? Gian is too strange, I don't really want to be with them."
"Sorry, Suneo, our group is already full. Gian… he might have peculiar tastes, but it won't affect you in cooking class, will it?"
Nobi Hiroshi helplessly waved his hand, while Otome behind him was tying his apron strings.
His group members were all his harem, and he needed to cultivate their feelings later; how could he let outsiders interfere?
"While that's true, the truly terrifying thing is having to eat Gian's cooking!" Suneo grabbed his head as if his hair stood on end, just thinking about it made him feel sick.
He wouldn't even taste it himself, yet he would make others swallow something that even dogs wouldn't eat; it was hard to believe it wasn't intentional.
"Simple. Just say you have diarrhea, then stay in the restroom for a whole class, and you'll be fine."
Nobi Hiroshi patted Suneo's shoulder, hoping he wouldn't get caught by the patrolling teacher, then turned and walked towards the cooking classroom.
With a girl on each arm, Hiroshi walked with a spring in his step, feeling quite pleased with himself.
A mischievous grin appeared on his face as he thought about later activities. Perhaps I can play "chef" with them and teach them how to properly handle and cook some thick carrots, he thought lewdly.
Arriving at the cooking classroom on the first floor at the designated time, the long tables were neatly arranged with the seasonings and ingredients to be used today.
Each student had an independent stove for practical exercises.
The instructor smiled as he stood in front of the main stove, holding a bag of fragrant curry cubes, demonstrating the cooking method.
Nobi Hiroshi stood at the very back of the crowd. He had no real interest in learning how to cook. He would simply be responsible for eating later.
And it was eating in every sense of the word. Not only did his stomach need to be full, but his cock couldn't be neglected either. After all, he couldn't let his good brother feel left out.
"Why, why do I have to cut onions, boohoohoo~"
Otome, crying, stood in front of the kitchen counter, encountering a small problem: a plate of fresh onions waited to be cut.
Shizuka and Tachibana were peeling potatoes and carrots, while Nobi Hiroshi washed rice, doing normal things that anyone could do.
Well, if he knew how to cook, he wouldn't have died young in his previous life from eating too much processed food and additives.
"You can't complain, it's your own bad luck, Otome, that you drew this lot."
Nobi Hiroshi rinsed the rice while glancing nervously at the girl. He had secretly used his X-ray vision earlier to swap out what she was supposed to draw.
He had also seen things he shouldn't have — like the beautiful, smooth pussy hidden beneath her violet panties.
In that sweet garden, there was a thin, inviting slit, as if waiting for the right person to explore and conquer it with his cock.
"I know, it's too much. Can't Hiroshi be more considerate of girls…?"
Otome's brows furrowed slightly. Her eyes stayed fixed on the knife in her hand as she carefully peeled the onion.
As the blade cut through, the pungent smell filled the air, irritating her eyes. Tears began to slide down her cheeks involuntarily.
She sniffled softly, trying to hold back the tears, but the power of the onion was not to be underestimated.
After a while of busy work, the pot was filled with various ingredients: potato chunks, diced carrots, onion slices, meat pieces, and spices, along with a freshly opened bag of curry cubes.
Tachibana began to stir the ingredients in the pot, ensuring they were thoroughly mixed, while Shizuka and Otome sat on small stools nearby, resting.
"It smells so good! I can already smell the curry, the four of us are really amazing."
Nobi Hiroshi, who was just making up the numbers, leaned in; the curry in the pot was steaming, the golden liquid gently bubbling over the stove, emitting a spicy yet sweet aroma.
He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, the scent filling his nostrils, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Because of the cooking class, everyone had no lunch, so their hungry stomachs were already eager for the food in the pot.
"Hmph ╯^╰, the one who contributed the least shouldn't eat too much later."
Tachibana looked at the boy meaningfully, a few strands of hair playfully falling beside her cheek, swaying gently with her movements.
Her delicate hands rested lightly on the pot handle, adjusting the heat from time to time to ensure the curry would blend perfectly.
The light cotton dress around her delicate body was a soft cream white, adorned with small strawberry patterns, adding a touch of sweetness.
"Tachibana, why do you say that? I clearly worked hard too, okay?"
"Hard? Are you referring to your sneaking around under Shizuka's skirt just now?"
Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, revealing her slender arms.
The girl pouted, her cheeks flushed slightly from the heat of the stove, a hint of dissatisfaction on her lips.
"Alright." Hiroshi scratched the girl's delicate nose and turned to Sweet Girl, "Shizuka, could I trouble you to take over for Tachibana?"
Nobi Hiroshi pulled Tachibana's small hand without explanation, making to leave; the girl offered no resistance, simply following silently.
"O-okay~" Shizuka reluctantly took over the position. Her eyes looked at Hiroshi with a hint of resentment. She, of course, knew the purpose of their departure.
Although she had already come to terms with her best friend becoming like a sister, she was still slightly jealous. Still, she knew she could do whatever she wanted with him after school.
"Then I'll trouble you."
Nobi Hiroshi smiled with relief. It seemed his girls were starting to understand each other.
Excusing himself to go to the restroom, Hiroshi took Tachibana to a single stall in the women's restroom. The space was cramped, but they were alone.
He sat on the closed toilet lid. Tachibana straddled his thighs, facing him.
Her small, soft ass rested on his lap as his hands gently supported and squeezed it from below. It felt incredibly soft, like warm pudding.
"Hiroshi… I'm a little scared… you're not going to… here, right?" Tachibana shyly lowered her head, her gaze fixed on her lower abdomen.
"Ahem, I'm not that hungry yet. Of course I wouldn't fuck you here in school," Hiroshi reassured her with a gentle smile. "Let's save that for the weekend, okay?"
Looking at the shy girl in front of him, Hiroshi slowly leaned in. Their breaths mingled.
Tachibana's heart raced as a blush spread across her face. She tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes, and gently held onto his collar, welcoming their first real kiss.
Their lips met softly at first, gentle and exploratory.
"Mmm…" Tachibana let out a soft moan as the kiss deepened.
Their tongues intertwined, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Low, sweet moans rose between them as the kiss grew more passionate.
"So sweet," Hiroshi whispered when they finally parted, a thin string of saliva connecting their lips.
"Good girl. Then let's move to the next step. Do you remember the technique from last time?"
Tachibana nodded shyly, "Mmm~ Ha… ha… I remember. This time too… do you want me to swallow it…?"
Her eyes were moist and hazy with lust.
Hiroshi helped her down onto her knees in the cramped stall. Tachibana looked up at him with nervous but eager eyes.
She extended her small hand and gently wrapped her fingers around his hardening cock. She covered her teeth with her soft lips and took him into her warm mouth.
Tachibana slowly began to bob her head, sliding her wet lips up and down his thick cock. Her tongue swirled around the swollen head as she sucked him deeper, making lewd slurping sounds.
Hiroshi groaned in pleasure and placed his hand on the back of her head, guiding her gently as she worked his dick with her hot mouth.
She looked up at him with watery eyes while she increased her pace, sucking harder and taking more of his cock down her throat.
"Fuck... that feels so good," Hiroshi groaned, his hips twitching as her soft lips tightened around his shaft.
Tachibana moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him. She used her hand to stroke the base while her mouth focused on the sensitive tip, licking and sucking with growing confidence.
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