"Vice-president?" Yusuke instinctively took three steps back. After the fight with that unknown fallen angel yesterday, he had beco extra cautious around anything supernatural.
But the next mont, he snapped back to his senses. According to the system's tip, the dumbest thing to do when facing a Yandere was to show weakness.
Straightening his posture, he kept his expression neutral. "What can I help you with?"
Tsubaki noticed his strange reaction but didn't comnt. Her focus was entirely on how close his face was(it wasn't!), the way his scent teased her senses, and how his lips moved when he spoke. She had to suppress the insane urges screaming at her to confess her undying love and drag him sowhere far away where they could be alone forever.
"I'm here to ask about your absence yesterday. Your teacher said you skipped all your classes," she said in a serious tone, carrying herself like a proper Student Council Vice-President. Her posture and deanor were as disciplined as ever.
If Yusuke didn't already know what kind of closet pervert she was, he might've actually admired her serious attitude. But of course, he easily saw through her act. There was no way the vice-president of the Student Council had enough free ti to personally hunt down a random student just because he skipped class. This was clearly just an excuse to talk to him.
"I had so 'urgent' matters to take care of," Yusuke said casually. He wasn't lying, fucking Aika on the rooftop definitely counted as urgent in his book. And that wild threeso with Murayama and Aika was also absolutely important business.
"Is that so? Yusuke-san is a model student. I hope external issues won't affect your grades. If you ever run into any problems, you can co to the Student Council. I… we will provide whatever help we can," Tsubaki said, her brow twitching slightly at his response. She obviously knew what kind of 'important matter' he was referring to, but chose not to call him out.
"Thanks," Yusuke replied with a faint nod and began walking past her. "If you'll excuse , class is about to start. I don't want to be late."
"Yeah…" Tsubaki stepped aside to let him through, but just as he moved past her, she called out again. "Yusuke-san!"
He turned his head. "Is there sothing else?"
"A-Are you free after school today?" Her voice faltered as she asked, her cheeks faintly flushed, lips parting and closing a few tis before she got the words out.
'Why does that line sound so familiar?' Yusuke's entire body froze. Wasn't that the sa question Murayama asked him before tricking him into her place and kidnapping him? Just rembering it made a chill crawl down his spine.
The trauma he thought he'd gotten over surged up like a nightmare!
[Cunt! Stop acting like a pussy! Stupid cunt! If you don't face your fears, you'll never overco them, cunt!]
The system scolded him in his mind with a British accent.
[You can use this chance to progress your mission, cunt!]
'Calm down. This isn't the sa... Even if this woman tries sothing, I'm not the sa weak Yusuke anymore! I just killed a Fallen Angel! I can take down a devil, too!' Yusuke took a deep breath, forcing his nerves to settle. As much as he hated to admit it, the bitch system had a point. He did need to face his fears. Besides, he had taken out a Fallen Angel without even using half his potential. Tsubaki was just a low-level devil. Even if things went south, he could still escape... right?
"Yes." Forcing a strained smile, Yusuke replied.
"Then... can we et after school? I have sothing important to talk to you about." Tsubaki held her hands together in front of her chest, her face showing a hint of expectation, and her voice softened with a pleading tone.
"Sure." Yusuke felt like her words were exactly the sa as Murayama's. He forced the grimace from surfacing and replied curtly before hastily walking away, "See you after school then, Vice-President!"
"See you later, Yusuke-san..." Tsubaki remained standing in place, whispering softly in a dreamy tone, "A date with Yusuke-san... my Yusuke-san... hehe."
...
"Yu-sama~ I missed you soooo much~!"
"Yu-kun!"
The mont Yusuke's butt hit the chair, Aika and Murayama pounced from both flanks like rabid fangirls at a host club sale.
Aika looped her arms around his neck from behind, cheek squished lovingly against his, sighing like she'd been starved for affection. "I missed you~" she purred, and then, without sha, dragged her tongue up his chin, nearly licking his lips in the process. Her modest chest pressed up against the back of his head like twin pillows of poor decision-making.
"Hey, don't cling to him like so desperate stray. Yu-kun doesn't like that kind of thing... right, Yu-kun~?" Murayama slid onto his desk with a scowl aid straight at Aika. Just watching her act all cuddly made her skin crawl. Even after the ridiculous threeso yesterday, her disgust hadn't faded one bit. If anything, her tolerance for other won near him had dropped to subzero.
But she knew all too well, if she refused Yusuke's request, he'd leave without a second thought. So, for his sake, she endured it.
"Shut up, piss sprinkler. Yu-sama clearly likes it when I'm all over him." Aika shot Murayama a disdainful glare, as if staring at sothing revolting. After all, just yesterday, Murayama had climaxed so violently she'd pissed the bed.
The two shared a mutual hatred. Aika might've been a proud masochist, but that didn't an she tolerated sharing Yusuke's affection. Her bottom line was clear; he could fuck other won, but never love them.
"You!!" Murayama flinched, her glare turning icy. Her hair bristled as if charged with static.
"Hmph!" Aika didn't back down, eting her stare with equal frost. Sparks seed to collide between them.
Yusuke could swear he saw the illusion of a snarling blue dragon looming over Murayama, and a white tiger baring its teeth behind Aika, both ready to rip each other apart.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Isn't Aika-chan dating Aoki-san?"
"Murayama's acting super close too..."
"They're totally fighting for him!"
"Is this real life or a harem ani!?"
"Lucky bastard!"
The public display of affection caught everyone's attention. Girls were wide-eyed with surprise and curiosity, while the three boys growled in pure envy.
"Damn it! I want to have a harem too!" Issei especially, his eyes practically shot flas, staring daggers at Yusuke, living his ultimate harem dream.
Katase wore a confused and astonished expression. As Murayama's best friend, she'd never heard anything about her dating soone, heck, Murayama had never even ntioned Yusuke before!
"Hmph! I won't stoop to your level, desperate kink junkie," Murayama snorted, then glanced away. Her cold expression softened the mont her eyes landed on Yusuke. She smiled sweetly, "Yu-kun, I made a bento for you. Want to have lunch together during the break?"
"Her food tastes like wax. Eat mine, Yu-sama. I poured my heart and soul into making lunch for you. Let's go to the roof." Before Yusuke could answer, Aika intercepted. She scoffed at Murayama, then leaned in close to whisper to Yusuke, "And once you've replenished your energy... we can fuck. We could skip classes and fuck up there all day~"
"Don't you dare corrupt Yusuke, you twisted freak! It's because of you that Yu-kun lost his perfect attendance record!"
"You sound like a frustrated nopausal woman. Go find so holess dude to fuck you, Yu-kun, just like how freaky I am~"
"Masochistic whore!"
"Hydro whore!"
The two girls locked in a death glare, tension so thick it seed they might lunge at each other any second. Then the classroom door slamd open.
"Class starts now! Everyone to your seats!" the teacher barked.
This ti, the teacher wasn't Kalawarna but another woman. She was middle-aged with above-average looks. Since the academy only beca coed two years ago, male teachers were still a rare sight.
Murayama quickly jumped off the desk and headed to her seat. Aika, though clearly reluctant, finally unwrapped herself from Yusuke and followed. As they walked past each other, Murayama suddenly leaned in and whispered, "Hey… do you have any contraceptive pills?"
She was dead serious. Yesterday, Yusuke had finished inside her more tis than she could count, and now she was panicking. If she got pregnant, it would be a disaster. His attention, his love, split between her and so random baby? No way! She wasn't about to let so unborn brat steal her Yu-kun!
"Yes, I took a morning-after pill," Aika replied calmly. Their desks were in the sa row, so they walked side by side.
"Can you give so?" Murayama asked, trying to sound casual but clearly desperate.
"Give you?" Aika smiled sweetly. "Of course… not." She smirked and strutted to her seat without looking back.
"..." Murayama sat down, chest rising and falling with fury. 'This disgusting bitch… I need to get rid of her.'
anwhile, Aika was thinking the exact sa thing. 'I just have to make Yusuke see this psycho's true face and throw her away.'
...
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"Mmm~ Hmmm~ Mhhmm~"
From inside the bathroom stall ca the unmistakable sound of skin eting skin, accompanied by muffled moans and suspicious rhythmic thuds.
Yusuke's thick cock drilled deep inside Murayama's tight ass hole, his hands gripping her plump cheeks firmly, spreading them wide to help her greedily swallow every inch of his at stick. Each ti he slamd his waist into her bouncing ass, her booty jiggled wildly with every powerful, soul-shaking impact.
Murayama's face was smashed against the stall wall, one hand clamped over her mouth as she desperately tried to muffle her moans. But every thrust made her whimper leak out like a busted faucet.
During break ti, Yusuke headed to the bathroom to take a piss when Murayama suddenly slipped in behind him and shoved him into an empty stall like a horny ninja.
Yusuke pounded her harder, feeling her tight backdoor clench around him like it was trying to suck the soul out of his dick. Each slap to her ass made her jolt, her moans turning into shaky gasps. This was the second ti he'd wrecked her ass, and just yesterday, she shalessly confessed she'd been training it just so his dick could properly drill her.
"I'm about to cum!" He gripped her waist tightly, slamd his dick harder inside, then blasted his load.
After a while, he slowly pulled out and released Murayama, whose wobbly legs barely held her up. Thick, slimy baby syrup gushed from her backdoor, dripping ssily onto the ground.
...
"It's safe." After stepping out first, Yusuke checked outside, then sent Murayama a quick ssage.
"That was thrilling, right, master~?" Murayama adjusted her skirt and kissed him on the lips, cheeks flushed. She'd never tried anything this wild before!
Well, except that ti she snuck into Yusuke's apartnt at night and masturbated using his clothes right in front of him while he was asleep. That was the second-best thing she ever did!
"Yeah, whatever. Hurry up and leave, it'd be bad if soone saw us." Yusuke kissed her back, then slapped her ass to hurry her along.
[Ding!]
[Murayama's submission 1]
'This works too?' Yusuke raised an eyebrow at the notification. It was a very pleasant surprise.
It seed he didn't always need to use hard thods to make them submit. Maybe he could try changing his approach.
After sending Murayama off, Yusuke headed upstairs to the roof, where Aika was waiting.
"Kyaa! Rias-oneesama!"
"She's so beautiful!"
"Akeno-oneesama! Her smile's absolutely charming!"
"She glanced at ! Ah, my heart can't take this! I'm going to die~"
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