Chapter 73: It became impossible to return to the distance of being childhood friends

It became impossible to return to the distance of being childhood friends

Somehow, I found myself burying my face in her neck while still pressing her against the window.

My head is gently caressed.

“…Boyan, are you okay?”

Her tone is as if she’s soothing a tired child. Despite still trembling in ecstasy myself, her caring kindness is endearing.

“Is Aya okay?”

I ask while licking the fragrant nape of her neck.

“Mm… Yeah, I’m okay. Boyan’s warmth, I felt a lot of it… It felt good.”

“I see. That’s… nice.”

I lift my face from her nape, ending the sweet kiss on her flushed lips.

The tongue and the inside of our mouths feel like they’re melting from the heat.

After the sweet kiss, we slowly release our bodies from the close embrace.

Suddenly, I notice that Aya’s right shoulder is protruding from the curtain.

Beyond that shoulder, I can see club members running around the spacious schoolyard.

(Hiroto-kun…?)

Among the members, Hiroto-kun directs his gaze toward us.

…Did he see us?

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――No problem.

Intuition immediately provides reassurance.

It seems there’s no issue.

Hiroto-kun quickly averts his face and starts chasing the ball like the other members.

“Aya, I’ll wipe you.”

I address her as she sits on the desk. Aya is still naked and our connection remains intact.

“Oh, I have tissues, so I’ll wipe myself.”

“No, just stay seated. I have to do it – otherwise, we might dirty the floor.”

I take out pocket tissues from my pouch.

“Then, I’ll pull out.” Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

“Yeah…”

While placing several tissues against the connection point, I withdraw my flesh rod.

With a squelching sound, a poignant moan escapes her lips due to the stimulation.

I catch the white, opaque fluid mixed with love juices overflowing from her vaginal opening with tissues.

Squatting there, I bring my face close to her vivid pink vagina.

“Ugh… Boyan, don’t look so much…”

She seems embarrassed, trying to close her spread legs.

“Aya, don’t close your legs. I think it might still overflow.”

In front of me, another large amount of semen leaks from her beautiful vaginal opening.

I inwardly chuckle at the substantial amount of semen.

“I’m done wiping. Do you have wet tissues for your body?”

“Oh, I have those too.”

Aya puts her feet back on the floor after a while, reaching for a bag placed on a nearby desk.

Observing her back again, her naked body with white sneakers looks quite erotic.

“Boyan, um, can you look the other way?”

Turning towards her, I hand over the underwear and clothes that I’ve already folded.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcom—”

At that moment, I sense someone approaching from the corridor.

“Aya, hide.”

“Huh?”

I embrace her protectively, crouching between the desks.

With Aya squeezed between my thighs, I shield her with my body.

“Stay quiet for a bit. Probably Ando-sensei.”

“Huh, no way…”

She mutters anxiously.

When Ando-sensei reaches the door, I sense no warning from my intuition.

Which means, it seems he won’t notice our presence.

“Okay, it’s safe. Ando-sensei probably won’t notice us.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, so relax. Quickly put on your clothes – let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Even after releasing her arms from restraint, she remained huddled, breathing on my shoulder, cheeks flushed. Almost as if… she’s excited.

“It was a bit nerve-wracking, huh? Aya, can you stand?”

“Yeah, I thought I might get so nervous I’d die.”

Aya turns towards me with her clothes in hand, draping herself over my chest.

“Aya?”

“Hey, Boyan.”

―Still going?

Her eyes, filled with heat, make my heart skip a beat. It’s as if they’re piercing through me with a seductive gaze.

――Drive her crazy.

――Drown her in pleasure.

――Go even more extreme.

Intuition aggressively commands.

A ringing sound fills my ears and a peculiar scene unfolds before me.

Not a memory from the past… this is a vision of the future that intuition is trying to guide.

――I was violating Aya, completely naked, in the school corridor.

It’s a familiar corridor from this middle school.

I’m taking Aya from behind, her hands pressed against the wall.

Droplets of love juices form puddles under her feet adorned with white sneakers.

“Boyan, no, people… will see.”

She sheds tears, but her eyes, widened by the thrusts, are tainted with pleasure.

“Aya, let’s go somewhere else like this.”

In the midst of sinful delight, I whisper in her ear—.

――I cut off the intuition’s vision there.

What’s this?

It’s like some exhibitionist play.

I’ve completely lost my sanity. But if I were captivated by Aya’s temptation, I’d probably end up doing such acts.

Honestly, that’s how it feels.

Intuition always recommends extreme actions.

As if suggesting that unless I do something drastic, I won’t fully possess her.

We’ve become a couple, making promises of marriage.

But is there still something lacking in the goal intuition is aiming for?

I don’t know now.

I don’t know, but.

“Aya, you should probably put on your clothes soon. You might catch a cold.”

At the very least, I don’t want to see her lost in pleasure, driven mad.

“Oh, yeah… sorry.”

Aya looks down, seemingly embarrassed.

“Boyan, I’m ready~”

“Alright, let’s go.”

When we leave the classroom, the setting sun spills into the hallway.

The autumn evening sky is visible through the hallway window.

“…It’s a bit chilly.”

“Want to wear my jacket?”

“Nah, it’s not that cold.”

The sunset illuminates her black sweatshirt and blue skirt.

The beige cap sits lower on her head than when she arrived. Probably to conceal the warmth on her face.

“What should we do after this? We might make it in time for the last showing of the movie.”

“Oh, yeah… Can we stop by the convenience store before that?”

“Sure, but are you a bit hungry? Shall we grab something to eat before going?”

“No, it’s not that… I need panties.”

“Panties?”

“…Yeah, mine got too wet, so I want to buy new ones.”

“Today, you brought spares, right?”

“I didn’t. I mean, doing it here… I didn’t expect that.”

“Huh? What do you mean, Aya?”

Just now, she’s not wearing any panties…?

“Oh, Onee-chan, are you still here?”

Just as we exit the school building, we run into Hiroto-kun.

“Oh, Hiroto.”

“Did soccer practice just finish for you?”

“Yeah, just now.”

“I see.”

Walking towards the school gate, Hiroto-kun joins me on the side, seemingly seeing us off.

“So, what have you two been up to?”

“Huh? Oh… we’ve been wandering around the classrooms. Nostalgic, you know?”

“Hmm, but for quite a while, huh?”

Hiroto-kun asks in his usual indifferent manner.

“Why is Hiroto tagging along?”

“No, just seeing you off… By the way, your hair is all messy, both of you.”

“Probably because it’s windy today.”

“Yeah, that’s right. They said on TV that the autumn wind is blowing today.”

“Hmm. Well, I’ll be around here then.”

“Yeah, see you later, Hiroto.”

“Oh, Boyan, too.”

He still maintains his blunt attitude with a wry smile.

But I’ve always known him as a good kid who cares about Aya and the family since childhood.

I wave to him and Aya and I walk to the school gate together.

“That guy Hiroto, I don’t get him.”

She’s unusually pouting and fuming.

It’s not the complex and enchanting expression from earlier but her usual childhood friend’s face.

――Want to do more?

I recall her tempting me in the classroom, holding clothes.

At that time, her eyes had a mix of anxiety, as if trying to detain me with her own body.

“Aya.”

“Hmm?”

She looks up at me with a cheerful face from under the cap’s brim.

The ability to change expressions like this is one of Aya’s many charms.

But an anxious face doesn’t suit her.

“I’m Aya’s. Heart… and body, everything.”

It’s a bit embarrassing to say it myself, but it’s the truth.

“Everything?”

Aya asks back. I sense a mischievous atmosphere in her tone as she looks at me with a playful expression.

“Yeah, past, future, even the next life—everything is Aya’s.”

I stare at Aya with a serious face. I shouldn’t get worked up or embarrassed here. I shouldn’t be easily manipulated by her, even in trivial matters.

“Ah… yeah, I see…”

On the contrary, Aya blushes and looks down.

Yes, this is good.

“Did I capture Boyan?”

She says in her usual cheerful tone. Her smiling face is cute.

“Congratulations. Probably an ultra-rare monster.”

“A boy like Boyan is a rare find.”

“Yeah, a girl like Aya, too. No other girl can immerse herself in being a zombie like you.”

“It’s not that much, but…”

I intended to tease her, but Aya, with a face that suggests she’s not entirely displeased, starts to feel embarrassed.

“Okay then, can I summon Boyan?”

“Sounds like something out of a genie lamp.”

Fun.

Why is such a trivial conversation so enjoyable?

Aya stops, then with a sly smile, raises her hand towards the school gate.

――Stand behind her.

What’s this warning?

“Come forth, Boyan!”

At that moment, a gust of wind rushes through.

Aya, about to lose her cap, hurriedly holds onto her head. Meanwhile, her skirt, now empty, floats gently.

“Whoa!”

The surprise is evident in her voice.

Beneath the flipped-up fabric, there was a round, white buttock, resembling the first snow.

I instinctively pressed down on the skirt and drew close to her from behind.

Turning around, I noticed several people left in the schoolyard, looking in our direction.

That was close.

If I hadn’t followed the instinct to stand behind her, they would have witnessed Aya’s exposed buttocks.

“Aya, be careful. You should press down the below, not above.”

“Ugh… sorry.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and put my hands on her shoulders.

Through her snug back, the warmth of her flushed body transmitted to me.

“Let’s go to the convenience store quickly. We need to buy new panties.”

“Yeah.”

Her ears turned red.

Peeking at her profile, I noticed her eyes were wavering.

As an experiment, I lightly grasped her delicate shoulder.

“Mm…”

Aya let out a poignant voice.

Under the skirt that had flipped up with the wind earlier, her white buttocks were visible.

The inner side of her thighs was moist.

“Aya, after this, not to the movies…”

Leaning my lips close to the back of her ear, I whispered.

“Oh, uh, Boyan.”

She turned to me, interrupting my words.

“Hmm?”

“After this, a hotel or something… go?”

“Let’s go.”

She answered with a slightly overlapping tone.

“Uh, well… it’s a quick response.”

“I want to hold you a lot while I can.”

“What’s that about?”

As we exited the main gate, our bodies unconsciously drew closer from both directions.

Our upper arms stuck together, she entwined her slender arm with mine and her smooth fingers and mine intricately crossed.

It seems that with our current selves, we can’t revert to the feeling of childhood friends.

We walked in the opposite direction of the cinema, maintaining a distance closer than lovers.