ฮHey, Godou..."
The sunlight of the evening sunset shone in from the window, dyeing the after school classroom in a shade of orange.
At this time, there were only two students left. Namely, the pair comprising of Kusanagi Godou and Erica Blandelli.
"Now, we're all alone in this place... Fufu, isn't it somewhat lovely? Although it's always crowded with people, it's just the two of us here? I think that this is very luxurious, don't you agree."
The bishoujo with slightly reddish blond hair said, while gazing up at Godou's face with seemingly moist eyes.
Yes, a bishoujo.
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Erica Blandelli was undeniably an extraordinarily beautiful maiden. If one were to ask a hundred people, all of them would undoubtedly acknowledge this fact.
However, her looks were not the only extraordinary part about her.
Smart, strong, having great confidence in herself, and furthermore, she was a tactician. On top of her beauty, she had absolute confidence in her own abilities, and Godou could strongly feel her presence, more than any other bishoujo he knew.
"Then, let me ask you a question. The two of us, sharing such a lovely time and place together, what do you think we should be doing now?"
"H-how about obediently going home like good students?"
"Of course I'll reject that... Hmph, with such a heart-thumping scene like this, what kind of absurdity are you saying, Godou. If you weren't you, I'd tear off that mouth so that you wouldn't be able to say that kind of thing a second time."
While on top of Godou's lap, Erica whispered softly.
The words themselves were brutal, but her tone was absurdly sweet.
Moreover, what she was sitting on, was not the chair.
Upon Kusanagi Godou's lap, her soft, tender thighs and bottom were placed. Moreover, both her arms were wrapped around Godou's neck, and she snuggled up against him.
... To say in advance, Godou had been strongly against being in this posture.
However, there were reasons as to why this was the case.
First, the legs. Erica's supple legs were entwined around Godou's lap. The tightness of this clamp, was almost like a latch.
Next, the neck. Resembling white snakes, her slender hands could instantly break Godou's neck should she feel like it. Also, she could certainly constrict his carotid artery ― and render him unconscious.
He could be rendered unconscious, in front of Erica who was prepared to assault him.
That would be a foolish action, much like trying to climb a wintry mountain nude. No matter what happened after, he would not be able to make any excuses or complaints.
Erica Blandelli, Italian, sixteen years old. Possessing an attractive face and figure, a brilliant mind, amazingly athletic, she was surely a superhuman. However, with regards to any form of domestic chores, she couldn't and would not do them. And lastly, one who had joke-like titles such as [Witch] and [Knight].
.... That kind of girl's moist lips were, approaching Godou's own.
What to do? What do I want to do? What should I do? Godou's mental state was caught in a whirlpool of chaos. In the face of this unavoidable threat, he wanted to escape from reality.
In the horror novels he had once read, there would be a monologue in this kind of extreme situation. Afterwards, he would see a white figure outside the window, and then a black monster would show up there. And finally, it would be a bad end-like ending.
In order to gain victory over this impending pressure, Godou looked out towards the window.
Aah. Outside the window, outside the window ― !
... There was no way there would be anything there, and then Godou was toyed around by Erica, just like that. Their tongues overlapping, he ended up amply tasting her mint-flavored lip gloss.
This was an incident that had happened two days ago.
ฮHey, Godou..."
The sunlight of the evening sunset shone in from the window, dyeing the after school classroom in a shade of orange.
At this time, there were only two students left. Namely, the pair comprising of Kusanagi Godou and Erica Blandelli.
"Now, we're all alone in this place... Fufu, isn't it somewhat lovely? Although it's always crowded with people, it's just the two of us here? I think that this is very luxurious, don't you agree."
The bishoujo with slightly reddish blond hair said, while gazing up at Godou's face with seemingly moist eyes.
Yes, a bishoujo.
Campione SS01 1.gif
Erica Blandelli was undeniably an extraordinarily beautiful maiden. If one were to ask a hundred people, all of them would undoubtedly acknowledge this fact.
However, her looks were not the only extraordinary part about her.
Smart, strong, having great confidence in herself, and furthermore, she was a tactician. On top of her beauty, she had absolute confidence in her own abilities, and Godou could strongly feel her presence, more than any other bishoujo he knew.
"Then, let me ask you a question. The two of us, sharing such a lovely time and place together, what do you think we should be doing now?"
"H-how about obediently going home like good students?"
"Of course I'll reject that... Hmph, with such a heart-thumping scene like this, what kind of absurdity are you saying, Godou. If you weren't you, I'd tear off that mouth so that you wouldn't be able to say that kind of thing a second time."
While on top of Godou's lap, Erica whispered softly.
The words themselves were brutal, but her tone was absurdly sweet.
Moreover, what she was sitting on, was not the chair.
Upon Kusanagi Godou's lap, her soft, tender thighs and bottom were placed. Moreover, both her arms were wrapped around Godou's neck, and she snuggled up against him.
... To say in advance, Godou had been strongly against being in this posture.
However, there were reasons as to why this was the case.
First, the legs. Erica's supple legs were entwined around Godou's lap. The tightness of this clamp, was almost like a latch.
Next, the neck. Resembling white snakes, her slender hands could instantly break Godou's neck should she feel like it. Also, she could certainly constrict his carotid artery ― and render him unconscious.
He could be rendered unconscious, in front of Erica who was prepared to assault him.
That would be a foolish action, much like trying to climb a wintry mountain nude. No matter what happened after, he would not be able to make any excuses or complaints.
Erica Blandelli, Italian, sixteen years old. Possessing an attractive face and figure, a brilliant mind, amazingly athletic, she was surely a superhuman. However, with regards to any form of domestic chores, she couldn't and would not do them. And lastly, one who had joke-like titles such as [Witch] and [Knight].
.... That kind of girl's moist lips were, approaching Godou's own.
What to do? What do I want to do? What should I do? Godou's mental state was caught in a whirlpool of chaos. In the face of this unavoidable threat, he wanted to escape from reality.
In the horror novels he had once read, there would be a monologue in this kind of extreme situation. Afterwards, he would see a white figure outside the window, and then a black monster would show up there. And finally, it would be a bad end-like ending.
In order to gain victory over this impending pressure, Godou looked out towards the window.
Aah. Outside the window, outside the window ― !
... There was no way there would be anything there, and then Godou was toyed around by Erica, just like that. Their tongues overlapping, he ended up amply tasting her mint-flavored lip gloss.
This was an incident that had happened two days ago.
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