"Goodnight, everyone~~"
After Air Groove softly bid goodnight, she turned off the tent's lights.
Everyone lay down on the bed, pulled up the covers, and officially entered sleep ti.
Except Mizuno—stuck in the very center, unable to choose his position—the four Uma Musu quickly found comfortable places to lie down.
Symboli Rudolf and Air Groove guarded his sides, Tokai Teio sprawled at his head, and El Condor Pasa hid near his feet.
On the bed, the sleeping posture of this one human and four Uma Musu resembled the character 囚 ("prison"), the four girls forming bars, lying head-to-foot around the "human" Mizuno, encircling him tightly without leaving even the smallest gap to escape.
At first, everyone behaved themselves, maintaining the modesty befitting adolescent girls, just honestly sleeping, without doing anything inappropriate.
But by midnight, Mizuno seed to suddenly awaken so magnetic property, attracting the previously "soundly sleeping" Uma Musu around him, gradually drawing them closer…
"Aiya~ This posture isn't very comfortable~ Let's just roll over a little bit~" Rudolf stretched lazily, slowly rolling toward Mizuno, pressing her back against him, and gently placing his arm snugly against her chest.
"Mmm~ It's a bit cold tonight~ I should hug sothing for warmth~" Air Groove lightly trembled, carelessly excusing herself, before tightly embracing Mizuno's waist, burying her face into the warmth of his side.
"Oh no~ My stomach feels a bit sore~" Tokai Teio whispered softly, stealing Mizuno's pillow, then twisting around so Mizuno's head rested on her soft belly. Her delicate bare legs draped over his shoulders, her ponytail coiling tightly around his neck.
"Hmm... Forget it! Let's just go for it directly!" El Condor couldn't even think up an excuse and simply abandoned acting, imdiately diving under Mizuno's blankets from below, laying herself comfortably atop his chest. Her soft breasts pressed warmly against his stomach, and she sighed contentedly as she settled down.
Mizuno lay stiffly on the bed, quietly feeling the four girls' different but equally soft and youthful bodies pressed against him, each tightly embracing him in their own ways. He didn't dare say a word.
Of course, he could speak up now, ask if they were going too far—
But… would it actually help?
These four beautiful girls had approached him using sleepwalking as their excuse, clearly acting "unconsciously." How could Mizuno possibly wake soone pretending to be asleep?
Even if Mizuno scolded them away successfully once, who could guarantee they wouldn't simply cling back onto him again?
Moreover, if Mizuno's words irritated the girls too much, causing them to lose control emotionally and unintentionally use so strength… Considering their current grips around Mizuno's vital areas, he might literally end up torn apart by Uma Musu!
Thus, Mizuno could only remain silent, pretending he was rely a helpless body pillow, praying desperately that these girls wouldn't do anything more outrageous, just letting him quietly endure through the night.
However, because they clung so tightly, their body heat rapidly built up, quickly causing the bed temperature to climb unbearably high and stuffy—like an overheating hot water bottle charging past its limits.
"So hot…"
Under this single blanket that covered multiple Uma Musu, the temperature rose like a furnace. Soon, all the girls were drenched in fragrant sweat, their thin pajamas soaked through, steaming visibly in the heat.
Yet even though being pressed together with that certain soone made them swelter unbearably, none were willing to separate. Instead, they loosened buttons and tugged down collars, revealing large swaths of smooth, pale skin to cool themselves down.
"Haaah~" El Condor, especially bold, directly removed her pajamas entirely, leaving only underwear barely covering essential parts, happily continuing to lie atop Mizuno's abdon.
But even so, the blanket was still unbearably stuffy.
"Trainer Mizuno, you must be hot too, right? Let help you take off your clothes~" Rudolf breathed heavily, her fingers slowly reaching for Mizuno's chest.
"No! I'm not hot!" Mizuno, previously pretending to be dead, instantly sprang back to life, frantically shaking his head, quickly refusing Rudolf's generous offer.
"Tch…" Seeing her sche fail, Rudolf pouted unhappily, withdrawing her hand that had already grasped Mizuno's zipper, then resud wrapping around his arm.
Seeing Rudolf no longer intending to strip him, Mizuno finally relaxed inwardly. He helplessly shut his eyes, continuing his role as a human pillow.
This situation—painful yet pleasurable—continued until dawn the next morning.
...
Early sunlight passed through the curtains, shining gently into the tent.
"Mmmnya~" Rudolf and the others climbed up from the bed, their clothing disheveled, comfortably stretching.
But when their gazes fell upon Mizuno lying limply beneath them, thoroughly drained and defeated, along with the bedsheets completely soaked with sweat, all four Uma Musu fell into an awkward silence…
Such a suggestive scene—if soone said they'd passionately exerted themselves all night long—probably nobody would doubt it…
"What exactly were you all doing? Didn't we agree no one touches Trainer Mizuno?" Rudolf crossed her arms sternly, adopting a mature-senior stance as she scrutinized the other three girls.
"Eh?! President, you totally did it too!" Tokai Teio protested indignantly, puffing out her cheeks.
"Exactly! Last night I even saw President trying to strip Trainer Mizuno's clothes!" El Condor eagerly chid in.
"Ah..." Rudolf guiltily averted her eyes.
"Let's stop arguing first," Air Groove intervened. She lifted the soaked bedsheet and twisted it vigorously, wringing out enough water to rival a training towel. "We better think about how we're going to explain this ss to the others."
"Agreed! If our classmates find out we ssed around with Trainer Mizuno last night, things will beco really difficult!" Tokai Teio strongly nodded.
"So what should we do…?" The four girls thought hard, finally reaching an answer everyone could accept.
"Forget it!" They nodded firmly to each other, unanimously deciding to hide the matter entirely.
As long as nobody here said a word, then no other Uma Musu would find out they'd done such things to Mizuno last night.
"Hey! What about my opinion?!" Mizuno weakly raised his hand, indicating last night's victim was still present.
"You?" Everyone turned to Mizuno.
"Oh, right, we almost forgot about you~" Rudolf leaned down onto Mizuno's stomach, gripping his collar firmly, smiling sweetly but nacingly:
"This will be our little secret. You better not tell a single soul—otherwise, you understand what'll happen…"
Mizuno's lips twitched miserably.
Since Rudolf had already threatened him so openly, what else could he even say…?
He could only grit his teeth, swallowing his bitterness silently!
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