I’m fine with being the second girlfriend - CH 3

-Do you like it?

Hayasaka-san shyly asked me. She was wearing a light blue shirt, and a white knee-length skirt. It looks like she meticulously chose her clothes.

I can’t stop looking at her.

-Hey, say something, Kirishima-kun.

-…You look very pretty. Quiet discreet, I’d say.

-What a relief.

It was Saturday morning. The purpose of our date today was to go shopping together.

Despite being exposed to other students seeing us, it felt great to walk with her. People kept looking at her every time she crossed their gazes. I am very proud to have such a girl as a girlfriend.

-You’re getting taller and taller

-Yes, I’ve grown up lately.

-Every girl has her own taste in men.

Hm? What do you mean by that? Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.

-Let’s go in here.

We entered the station building.

-Kirishima-kun, take it easy.

After a quick visit to a women’s fashion store, Hayasaka-san asked me.

-I understand that boys are not used to this kind of thing. Do you feel uncomfortable?

-Don’t worry, I’m fine.

I know what it’s like for a boy to go shopping with a girl. Feeling nervous is totally unavoidable. Being in a place where fashion is the main theme, in addition to being next to a gorgeous girl, makes you feel out of place.

But I’m open-minded about it. What’s bad is bad, and there’s no point in trying to be cool.

-You mean me?

Hayasaka-san shakes her head.

-No, I know Kirishima-kun can be even cooler.

She grabs my sleeve and leads me to a housewares store.

-I think you should try using this kind of stuff.

Hayasaka-san takes a hairdressing product from the shelf. She puts a sample in my hand and combs my hair up and to the side.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and noticed the look Hayasaka-san had done to my hair.

-I like it. I’ll start using it tomorrow.

-But don’t get too handsome.

-Why?

-If Kirishima-kun becomes popular, I’ll be jealous.

-You say that as if you’re not popular yourself.

I’m surprised at Hayasaka-san’s honesty about these things. After that, she bought herself an apron at the same store. It looks like she’s started practicing the culinary arts recently.

-What’s your favorite dish, Kirishima-kun?

-Boiled eggplant.

-I see. I’ll do my best to learn it!

Oh Hayasaka-san, you have no idea how many points you gained with those words. You’re the perfect lover.

After that, we went to different stores.

-Kirishima-kun, come here.

When we passed by an accessory store, Hayasaka-san suddenly pulled on my sleeve.

-You just looked at a woman.

-What’s wrong with that?

I couldn’t help but look at a girl who was dressed very elegantly, her ample breasts jutting out before me.

-Despite our evolution, we are still animals. It is possible for our eyes to be naturally attracted to things that move.

-Whenever Kirishima-kun acts reasonable, it’s because he wants to escape from an unfavorable situation.

-I’m not trying to escape, I’m innocent. If there was a trial for love, I would be deemed innocent.

-I wonder if you’re telling the truth.

Hayasaka-san takes my arm and clings to it, at the same time pressing her breasts, as if telling me «if you want to look at breasts, look at mine». And as usual, she blushes as she does so.

It was a funny moment, a situation out of a dream. However, I came back to reality when I saw Hayasaka-san looking at her watch.

-Is it time to go?

-No, but it’s almost time.

Our date only lasts until noon, then she’ll go meet her friends.

-We only have an hour left.

-Let’s have coffee somewhere.

And so, we started to walk through the place to the coffee shop, but suddenly, a girl came out of the bookstore, walked past us, then stopped and looked at us again as if she had just noticed our presence.

-President?

It turned out to be Tachibana-san. She was wearing a short-sleeved blouse and shorts, a radical change from her usual calm appearance. She had a complete air of a summer girl.

But I am strangely nervous due to the fact that I can clearly see her legs extending from her shorts, and her arms which were bare up to her shoulders. Both were truly a feast for the eyes.

Tachibana-san looked at me, then saw Hayasaka-san, and then started shaking her head between us, as if she was having a hard time processing what she was seeing.

But before she could say anything, Hayasaka-san was quick to deny the situation.

-I-It’s not what you think. We met by chance, so we decided to go shopping together.

-Really?

Tachibana-san looks at me again.

-Yes. I came to buy some hair products, and since I don’t know much about it, I asked Hayasaka-san for help.

And I quickly showed the shopping bag.

-And I bought an apron and nail polish!

Hayasaka-san does the same thing, but she trembles as she does so. She’s not a very good liar.

On the other hand, Tachibana-san was silent, as if she was thinking whether to believe or disbelieve what she had just heard.

-That’s a nice apron.

Tachibana-san approaches Hayasaka-san while saying those words, and Hayasaka-san can’t help but blush while also getting nervous. She’s the kind of girl who manages to make even someone of the same sex nervous.

-Umm, Tachibana-san… Since we’re here, why don’t the three of us have tea together?

Hayasaka-san says.

-Won’t I be in the way?

-No problem, I’ll settle for being second.

Hayasaka-san says those words while making the peace sign with an awkward smile.

With those words, she makes it clear that she feels obligated to help me despite her clear feelings for me. It must be painful for her to have Tachibana-san join us when it’s supposed to be just the two of us on this date. I admit, I would have done the same in that position too.

In this way, the three of us decided to go for some tea together, so we went to a coffee shop on the top floor of the building.

I had a normal coffee, Hayasaka-san had black tea, and Tachibana-san had a drink with a sweet name. Tachibana-san had asked the sales clerk to add various toppings to her drink.

The three of us sat at a round table.

-What did you buy at the bookstore, Tachibana-san?

Hayasaka-san asked. It’s more than obvious that the two of them don’t get along very well, but that won’t stop them from talking nicely to each other at times like this… Even if it’s just for appearance’s sake.

-Music scores and a mystery novel. I plan to read them at the club.

-I see. So, Tachibana-san, did you join the same club as Kirishima-kun?

-How do you know about that, Hayasaka-san?

-What?

-I didn’t tell anyone that I joined that club.

-Well, it’s because…

Hayasaka-san rolled her eyes at that moment.

-I’m sure you and the president are very close. It’s okay, it’s fine.

Tachibana-san said in a calm tone with her usual expression. She then continued talking about her book.

-Actually, I am the kind of person who likes ebooks, but it’s somewhat complicated to be able to share it with the president, for this reason, I decided to buy it in person.

That reminds me, Tachibana-san usually puts her books on the shelf after reading them. So she was thinking about me.

-Then why don’t you just lend him your tablet?

Hayasaka-san manages to regain his composure and asks a question to Tachibana-san, who turns to the side and says, «It’s embarrassing.»

– I don’t want you to see my other books. And I also have shoujo mangas.

-Tachibana-san, do you read shoujo mangas?

-Yes, I have an interest in love.

Hayasaka-san, who was completely shocked, asked; «Love? At this point?»

-The more I read, the more things I learn.

I would like to ask her what she learned from shoujo manga, but before I could, Tachibana-san said something shocking.

-Hayasaka-san, you like the president, don’t you?

-What?

At that question, it looked like Hayasaka-san was going to spill her drink, as she was so surprised, the cup she was holding in her hand was shaking and shaking.

-N-No. Why?

-Somehow I just had a feeling.

-No, Tachibana-san, you’re wrong.

-My mistake. My instincts are never wrong… But, if you’re telling the truth, does it mean you don’t mind if I do this?

Suddenly, Tachibana-san grabs my arm and stands very close to me. Hayasaka-san froze, unable to react. Even I am surprised.

-Tachibana-san, doing this kind of thing is…

-President, be quiet.

-I don’t mind. You look good together.

A smile appears on Hayasaka-san’s face, and suddenly her gaze falls on me… Hey hey, why are you looking at me like that? I’m not doing anything, it’s Tachibana-san who is so interested in love.

-I’m in love with someone else.

Hayasaka-san said, while shaking her head. At that moment, Tachibana-san’s eyes lit up with curiosity. It seems that when it comes to love, she can’t help but get excited.

-Who is he?

-Well, he’s a year older than me.

-Someone older? That’s unexpected.

Tachibana-san was completely surprised. It seems that she hadn’t contemplated the possibility of falling in love with someone older than her.

-What does he look like?

-He’s tall, thin but sturdy, since he plays sports. And his face… I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s cute.

-What’s his personality like?

-He’s the kind of person you can trust.

-He’s nothing like the president.

-Yes, he’s not like Kirishima-kun at all.

These two girls are pretty cruel.

-Hayasaka-san, do you feel nervous when you’re with that person?

-Yes, I get nervous. But instead of my heart pounding hard, I long for that feeling of him seeing me the way I see him.

-Hmmm… I see you like that too.

We then talked about what we would do in the classroom for about an hour.

Through our conversation, I discovered that Tachibana-san and I had a common hobby. She likes late-night radio shows and always watches curling at the Winter Olympics. It’s quite nice to know that we have common interests.

-Well, I’d better get going.

Hayasaka-san said as she looked at her watch, then stood up to address Tachibana-san.

-It’s time to meet him.

-Really? That’s great.

-Yeah, it’s not all great though. Since we’ll be with a bunch of other people.

-Still, I hope it works out.

-Thanks.

Then she turned to me and apologized for what happened.

-I’m sorry for leaving so soon.

She felt a little guilty about leaving. So she held up two fingers again in a peace sign as she said;

-I’m fine with being second.

And as a result, Tachibana-san and I were left alone.

-President, I’m guessing you feel bad.

-That’s not true.

-Of course it is. It’s because Hayasaka-san is going to meet the person she likes, right?

I see she’s still clinging to the idea that I have romantic feelings for her.

-Between you and me. The boy Hayasaka-san likes, he was my senior in high school.

He’s someone nice, has a great personality, and he’s handsome.

-And you’re okay with Hayasaka-san dating someone like that?

-Of course.

After all, I was the one who arranged that outing for Hayasaka-san to be with her Senpai. So I can’t regret it.

-Hmmm.

Tachibana-san wasn’t so convinced of my words.

-Why don’t you try to think of her Senpai’s face?

-Okay… And?

-Imagine Hayasaka-san hugging or kissing her Senpai?

-Okay… I’m imagining it.

-At that moment, Hayasaka-san has an expression on her face that she has never shown you before. She feels happy and relieved. An expression that only her Senpai will be able to see, one totally different from when she’s at school… What does it make you feel?

-It doesn’t make me feel anything.

-You’re spilling your coffee.

I think I underestimated the feelings of lovers. That was pretty painful to imagine.

When I was doing club activities with Tachibana-san, I wondered if Hayasaka-san felt that way too. I am very happy to be in a situation where I have Tachibana-san of all people in front of me. It’s a very happy situation.

But no matter what I say or do, Tachibana-san has a boyfriend.

First of all, Tachibana-san has a boyfriend. And second, I have Hayasaka-san, whom I can hug and kiss, but unfortunately, she likes someone else.

I don’t know which way to go with my emotions. I don’t see myself having a future with any of them. I will end up being alone at some point in my life.

-You’re leaving already?

-Yes. It’s summer, and I’m very hot.

-I see. Well, I’m going to buy some clothes.

I said goodbye to Tachibana-san and left the station building. I wonder what will happen now. But when I think about it, I don’t think I can do anything about it.

With this feeling of stagnation, I boarded the train and sat down on the seat. That’s when a message came on her phone. It was from Yanagi-senpai, the person Hayasaka-san is in love with.

Hayasaka-san had never told me about him before, but luckily I know the guy.

We were in the same high school. Other than that, we played on the same soccer team and competed a couple of times. The difference between the two of us is that he was good and I wasn’t, but we became great friends.

Even though we went to different high schools, we didn’t lose touch.

He had been a member of the youth team of a professional soccer club since high school. But he quit the team in the winter of his sophomore year of high school. He had been looking for the right time to quit. Now he is in his third year of high school, studying for his exams and playing indoor soccer on weekends to relax.

Only once did I participate in an indoor soccer game. His team was short on players and he told me it was a mixed team, so even beginners could join.

Yanagi-senpai is very popular. Many people came to cheer for him at the match. One of them was Hayasaka-san, who had not yet become my second girlfriend.

-Look who ‘s there.

-Oh, it’s Hayasaka-chan.

-Does she come here often?

-Yes, to support me.

-And do you like her? If so, I can help you with her.

Yanagi is very popular, but she’s also very insensitive. During the match, Hayasaka-san kept looking at Yanagi-senpai, but he didn’t even pay attention to her the whole time she was there.

And I couldn’t help but remember what Hayasaka-san had said to me that day on the platform when he saw my phone.

-Do you like Tachibana-san?

I didn’t know what to answer, tell the truth? Lie? So I went for a third choice.

-And you like Yanagi-senpai, don’t you?

-Yes, although it’s a complicated love. I can just watch from a distance, I’m too nervous to do anything about it.

That same month, after exchanging words for the first time with Hayasaka-san, I received a call from Yanagi-senpai.

-I tried to ask her out, but she just said «awawawa» and hung up.

-She’s very shy. Please call her again. Next time, wait until she feels comfortable and then ask her out.

The next day, after that call, Hayasaka-san was looking very cheerful at school, so it seems that it paid off.

This is how things had turned out between Yanagi and Hayasaka. I did it all on my own, and if I go out to oppose that relationship, I’ll look like an idiot. Only now I have to endure the pain of seeing the two of them together, and it hurts my heart just to contemplate it.

The Hayasaka-san who hugs me, who asks me to kiss her, that bad girl who only shows me her true intentions… I’ve completely fallen for her.

As I took a seat, I looked at Yanagi-senpai’s message. «Kirishima, do you like Hayasaka-chan?»

The train was still not starting. From the window, I could see a large electronics store in front of the station. And on the rooftop of that building, that’s where Hayasaka-san is located.

I looked at my phone again and proceeded to answer.

-«Where’d that come from?»

-«Hayasaka-chan is a very popular girl.»

There are a lot of people who play indoor soccer who are interested in Hayasaka-san.

«If you like her, I won’t let anyone get close to her.»

«No, I don’t like her.»

«Really, Kirishima? You’re the kind of guy who passes the ball even when he can score the goal.»

«Soccer is not the same as love.»

«Sure, but it’s all a matter of character. Well, it’s alright. Practice is about to start. If you feel like it, Kirishima, you can come anytime.»

My feelings are mixed.

I want Hayasaka-san’s feelings to be reciprocated by that person she loves the most. But at the same time, I want her to come back to me.

My emotions are running high and I feel a little overwhelmed. I want to go home and sleep as soon as possible, but the train is still not moving.

After a while, the bell finally rings. The train doors were about to close. A long-haired girl slipped into the train with light steps.

-You know what?

It turned out to be Tachibana-san, who sat next to me.

-Let’s go to the activity club.

-It’s the weekend.

-It’ll be weekend practice.

I see she’s very serious.

Tachibana-san is wearing a pair of summer sandals with white straps. The soles are a bit thick, which is odd since they are not normally that thick.

-President, you are not feeling well.

-What are you talking about? I’m fine. I feel like running and jumping right now.

Tachibana-san looks out the train window at the scenery. She has a calm expression, but I can only assume she’s been following me.

The train is going in the direction where my house is, but her house is in the other direction and on a different line from mine.

-Tachibana-san, you said you wanted to do a club activity. Where do you plan to do it?

-At school.

-Then, the right thing to do would be to go home and change our clothes, it’s not right to go in civilian clothes.

-We can go in the back door. No one will tell the teachers if they don’t see us.

It is certain that no student would do anything to harm Tachibana-san. She is a girl whom everyone admires and many are in love with. But by nature, she is a girl who doesn’t let anyone tell her what to do.

I look at Tachibana-san in profile again. Her hair is long, as are her eyelashes, her nose is straight and her cheeks are white. Maki compared Tachibana-san to a sports car, and she’s right. She is a truly special girl.

She doesn’t look like someone real, and it makes me uncomfortable every time I look at her. To be honest, she’s someone who gives me peace of mind and excites me at the same time.

While I was looking at her, Tachibana-san suddenly leaned towards me.

-Tachibana-san?

-Katasun.

Her small head rests on my shoulder and I can also feel her slender body on my left side.

-President, now you look like someone smarter.

-Well…

From the moment Tachibana-san decided to organize a club activity, I expected this kind of thing to happen from depths of my heart. My desires to hug and kiss Tachibana-san now are greater than ever.

To make up for the fact that Hayasaka-san has left me to go with someone else, I unconsciously want to replace her presence with Tachibana-san’s, but it is somewhat illogical, since she is supposed to be the one I am really in love with.

And without realizing it, I gently touched her cheek.

-What’s wrong, President?

-Nothing, just something went through my head.

-And what is it?

-Honestly, I’ve been thinking about you.

-I see.

After a brief pause, Tachibana said.

-I like that.

Her eyes were like glass, staring at me. It was as if they could see through all my sly feelings.

I hugged Tachibana-san instead of Hayasaka-san. This is too good to be true. I’m not dreaming, am I?

-I don’t mind if it’s you.

It was a bit of a thrill to attend school without anyone being able to see us in civilian clothes. I entered the club room and couldn’t help but laugh.

Tachibana-san also wiped the sweat from her neck with a hand towel and cheerfully said, «Fufu.»

-There’s a quiet atmosphere in the place.

-Wait a moment

I took out a cup of barley tea that was in the fridge. When I handed the cup to her, she deliberately touched my finger. Tachibana-san took it without feeling upset about what happened.

-I’ll leave the book here for you.

Tachibana-san places the book she bought at the station building on the bookshelf. Then, we each take a book and proceed to read in silence.

I am more interested in Tachibana-san, who is in civilian clothes, than in the novel in my hand. Both her shorts and short sleeved shirt are more revealing than her uniform, so more of her white skin is exposed than usual.

Witnessing her like this is something that will probably never happen again in my lifetime.

-I’m sure she’s out with that someone she loves right now.

Tachibana-san noticed my gaze and lowered her book.

-I hope things are going well with Hayasaka-san.

-Me too.

-When you play soccer, you tend to expose yourself to a lot of physical contact.

-Yes.

-I bet she must be very excited.

-Maybe.

-President, you’re shaking.

-This room is too air-conditioned…

-If you don’t support her, why don’t you tell her?

Tachibana-san was holding the book of love in her hands. She was reading the thirteenth page, and on those pages were a series of games invented by the author.

This must be a joke.

The game is presented as a way for men and women to get to know each other, but the author’s desire to make out with girls is blatantly obvious.

Perhaps the author’s research into romance led him to want to take on the girls himself, and he finally got the drop on the last page.

It’s the kind of game a man with an ulterior motive might play at a party.

-But isn’t that what boys want to do with girls?

-But if Hayasaka-san does this with the Senpai she likes, I’m sure she’d be happy, right?

-I don’t know, I doubt it would work.

-Well, let’s give it a try, then.

-You want to try?

-Let’s do a little experiment.

On the page she showed me, there was a game called «Secrets In the Ear». I would love to be able to play this game with her. But given the fact she has a boyfriend, it wouldn’t be right to do this kind of thing. And it’s not easy for me to have to say no to her, it’s too painful.

-It’s time to go home. It’s late.

-It’s only three o’clock.

The sky is clear and cloudless, and the cicadas are chirping.

-Anyway. I’m going home. I feel like I’m asking for trouble.

Tachibana-san wrinkles her forehead and closes the book.

-This time won’t change if you’re bothered.

-President, you look worried.

Sure, it’s my fault that we’re here.

-It’s okay, I won’t ask you again.

With a sad look, Tachibana-san starts to prepare to leave. I feel like I’ve hurt her, and my heart aches. I’ve seen this before, but I can’t help it. I slap my cheeks and yell at her.

-H-HOLD ON!

I sit down next to Tachibana-san, and whisper in her ear.

-The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

After hearing the title, Tachibana-san whispers in my ear.

-Arthur Conan Doyle.

When I heard Tachibana-san’s whispering voice in my ear, I felt a wave of pleasure run down my back. Her voice is too beautiful.

-President, I see you are in a good mood.

Looking away, Tachibana-san speaks to me with a smile.

-Okay, let’s do it.

-Yes, let’s do it.

And like this, we start whispering things in each other’s ears.

Secrets in the Ear is a quiz game in which one person gives a title of a mystery novel, and the other person responds with the name of the author.

What makes it different from a normal game is that the questions and answers are whispered in the other person’s ear.

It should be noted that whether the game is fun or not depends on the tastes of the person playing it. However, the author’s intentions in creating this game are clear.

-Is this position okay?

-I think it’s fine.

We sit next to each other on the couch in the corner of the room, turning our bodies to face each other. Then we bring our faces closer together and cross them.

-So we just have to alternate questions?

-Right.

The game started and I began with the first title.

-Ten Little Indians.

-Agatha Christie

After Tachibana-san answered, she asked the next question.

-Dogra Magra

-Kyūsaku Yumeno

We tell each other the title and answer with the author. In a closed room in summer, a certain rhythm is born like a metronome.

Tachibana-san’s voice whispering in my ear was very pleasant, and it made me feel like I was drunk. I think she is quite aware of how to transform her voice to sound that way.

-Arsène Lupin, gentleman thief.

-Maurice Leblanc

-Akuma ga Kitarite Fue wo Fuku

-Seishi Yokomizo

Every time Tachibana-san’s breath hits my ear, my spine tingles. And for some reason, I feel provoked, so I lower my voice a little so I can breathe in her ear.

-Le piège de la marionnette.

-Jirō Akagawa

-Celebration of the ephemeral sheep.

-Honeobu Yonezawa

This is but a game in which we breathe in each other’s ear. Tachibana-san’s breath tickles my ear. Each whisper caresses my eardrums.

Sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes loud, sometimes faint. Sometimes I shake my shoulders, sometimes Tachibana-san shakes hers. It’s the rhythm we constantly have.

Words mean nothing and I can’t think of anything. I feel like an idiot. I can only see Tachibana-san’s ears. I can only hear Tachibana’s voice. I can only think of Tachibana.

There is no longer any doubt in my mind that the author of that book has an IQ of 180.

-Initiation Love

-Kurumi Inui

-Confession

-Kanae Minato

We are in close contact with each other before we know it. Tachibana-san’s knees are between my legs, which should have been knee to knee. It can be said that they’re almost embracing.

My reasoning is breaking down. Every time I responded softly, Tachibana-san stiffened her back and let out a sweet «Ah». Her breathing is agitated. I get excited and do the same thing again, but this time, I want her to feel more excited.

-A love story in a parallel world.

-Keigo Higashino

-My pretend girlfriend

-Otsuichi

Tachibana-san’s lustrous hair, her white nape, her scent, her breath. Us alone in a room, whispering things in each other’s ears.

Yes, I want you to shake your thin shoulders more. I want you to squirm. I want you to melt. And I want you to breathe in my ear more. I want you to feel me. I want you to break me.

-My blood & bones In a flowing Galaxy

-Yuyuko Takemiya

That’s when it happened.

«Huh?» I can’t help but make a strange noise.

-What’s wrong?

-Your tongue…

I felt a tongue trace the contour of my ear. It didn’t quite touch me, but I definitely felt something wet, and an incredible feeling of pleasure ran down my spine.

-Yes, it might have gone in a bit.

Tachibana-san doesn’t flinch. Or maybe she’s trying to hide it somehow?

-Let’s move on

-…It’s okay.

We whisper in each other’s ear again. But before I know it, I’m on the defensive. From time to time, Tachibana-san’s tongue would come in contact with my ear. There may be some awkwardness. Each time, I shake my shoulders in pleasure. It was when I got used to such stimulation.

«Wow!» And again I made a strange noise.

-President, please be quiet.

-Hey, but I felt you bit my ear.

-It’s normal for bites to hurt.

-Yes. It didn’t hurt, though. It felt like a sweet bite, like a dog would give its owner.

-Then you may have been right.

-Then we have no choice but to go on…

-No, no, no!

She even stuck her tongue in my ear when she spoke, though that felt good.

When the game resumed, she kept intermittently licking and biting my ear.

My awareness is slowly fading.

-You look better. You were so pale on the train. You like Hayasaka-san, don’t you? She disappointed you, didn’t she? Are you feeling better?

-No, it’s just that…

Before I knew it, I collapsed on the sofa where Tachibana-san was slouching.

-That’s enough…

-We’re just playing a game. Right?

Tachibana-san is a very sensitive person. And, despite her cold appearance, she has a great spirit.

Ever since she found out that I liked Liszt’s «Sigh», every time we practiced the piano in the music room next door, she would play that music for me.

Hayasaka-san went to be with Yanagi-senpai and I was completely hurt, so I wanted to be with Tachibana-san to make up for it.

I don’t normally do these things. But, would she like it? That was what I imagined. I wanted to ask. But instead, I answered.

-I don’t want to go on.

-Well, then I’ll go on. So I’m going to ask all the questions from here. You just have to answer.

-Okay.

Tachibana-san grabbed my head with both hands and started licking my ear quite directly. She didn’t even hold back at all.

She licks along the intricate inner lines of the ear, dips her tongue into the hollows and takes the earlobe into her mouth and then bites it sweetly.

The sound from Tachibana-san’s mouth came directly to my ears. The back of my head is numb. I was at the mercy of her tongue, letting it violate my ear. Every now and then, she would follow up with a question and I would respond.

-Asura Girl

-Ōtarō Maijō

-Disuko Tantei Suiyōbi

-Ōtarō Maijō

It seems like Tachibana-san likes Ōtarō Maijō’s books.

I don’t know what to think, but I don’t hear any of those excuses, only the sound of Tachibana-san’s saliva and her agitated breathing fill my ears.

-School seizure syndrome

-Ōtarō Maijō

-Smoke, dirt or food

-Ōtarō Maijō

I close my eyes and let my ears experience the sensation of Tachibana-san’s tongue and lips. Just like me, she was very excited.

I can feel her gasping breath. But Tachibana-san should be more aware of this. I’m a man too, and if she continues like this, I’ll get excited and want to do all kinds of things to her.

As I writhe in agony, Tachibana is happy. I want to do something to her too, and I want to punish her. So I use the last of my strength to fight.

I raised my head and put my tongue in Tachibana’s ear. Then, I moved it a little roughly.

-Kyaaa!

Tachibana screams inaudibly with a single blow, her body shudders and collapses on me. She’s has a strong offense, but very weak defense. That’s what it’s all about. I whispered in his ear for the last time.

-I love, love, love, love, love, love you.

A moment later, Tachibana-san looks up in surprise.

-Um, president, did you…?

She is confused. Despite her mature appearance, she is still a girl in love at heart. I didn’t confess to her. I just posed the question, it’s the title of a book.

Tachibana-san finally realized that it was a question because of the game. She tried to get up while her face was reddened. But she didn’t have enough strength, and fell back to the ground.

-Ouch…

Tachibana-san is weak. So we called it a day, and prepared to leave quietly.

What the hell just happened?

-Now I understand why it was forbidden to take that book out of this place.

-I agree. It’s not something to be taken lightly.

Tachibana-san is also back to her usual behavior. It’s as if nothing has happened. But the feeling is still there in my ears.

-Hey… You shouldn’t do this kind of thing with me. You’re supposed to have a boyfriend.

Finally, I mentioned her boyfriend. But the answer I got was totally unexpected.

-Why?

-What?

-Why can’t I do it if I have a boyfriend?

I’m a little confused why Tachibana-san is asking me this question in such a nonchalant way.

-I don’t think that’s something that’s approved or allowed.

-Who doesn’t approve of it?

-Society.

-And who is society? Do I need someone’s approval or permission to do something with the president?

-That’s not what I mean.

As I said this, I came up with a sensible answer.

-This is not good for your boyfriend.

-He’s not my boyfriend.

When I heard those words. I was very relieved… For a moment, because the next thing she said broke me in two.

-He’s my future husband.