As Ren and Masachika were eating lunch, three well-known members of the student council at Ohananomitsu High—Masha, Alya, and Yuki—approached their table, each carrying a tray.
"Good day, Kuze-kun. May we join you?"
The one who spoke was Yuki, her voice soft and dignified, completely different from her slutty behavior in front of Ren.
Her mask as an elegant, respectable young lady was perfectly in place. The fact that she was Masachika's biological sister was a secret kept between the two siblings, unknown to anyone at school.
"Oh, Yuki. Of course, no problem." Masachika replied, forcing a friendly smile.
However, when his eyes shifted to Alya standing beside Masha, his emotions immediately became tangled.
Although their relationship had never gone beyond friendship, seeing the girl he once liked sitting so close, knowing what she had done with another man, was far from pleasant.
"Is something wrong, Kuze-kun? You're staring at me strangely." Alya asked innocently, tilting her head sweetly.
"Nothing." Masachika quickly replied, forcing an even wider smile. "I was just spacing out a little."
Hearing Alya's normal tone, as if nothing had happened, made Masachika's stomach churn. But he struggled hard to appear calm.
His composure nearly shattered when Alya chose to sit right beside him. The faint scent of her shampoo filled his senses, reminding him of old feelings he had tried to bury.
"..."
Meanwhile, Masha and Yuki smoothly took seats on Ren's side of the table.
Masachika grew quiet, preferring to focus on spooning his food and listening to the three girls chat about student council activities. Ren also didn't speak much, but for a completely different reason.
Hidden beneath the tall table's cover, Ren's hands slowly crept forward. His right hand slipped under Masha's skirt, while his left did the same to Yuki. His skilled fingers first gently caressed their smooth thighs with light, almost imperceptible strokes.
"Cough..."
Masha gasped slightly, but quickly covered it with a small cough.
"Ugh..."
Yuki pressed her lips together, her eyes widening briefly before she forced herself to smile at Masachika again.
Then, Ren escalated. His fingers no longer just caressed—they slipped beneath the waistband of their panties.
Since their table was in a corner, no other students in the cafeteria noticed Ren's lewd actions.
(Wow, this is so thrilling! Onii-chan has no idea his little sister is being molested right in front of him!) Yuki thought excitedly.
Shame and arousal mixed together. Her legs twitched under the table as Ren's fingers smoothly entered her. She glanced at her older brother, who was absorbed in his meal, head down. A strange feeling—part betrayal, part pleasure—built inside her.
"Haaa... Haaa... Haa..."
Beside her, Masha was struggling too. Her breathing became slightly ragged, and she had to bite her lower lip to suppress a moan. Her hands gripped the edge of the bench tightly.
Alya, sitting across from them, noticed what was happening from their expressions. A faint smile appeared on her lips before she deliberately distracted Masachika by striking up a conversation.
"..."
Not long after, the skilled stimulation from Ren's fingers became too much to bear. Masha and Yuki reached orgasm almost simultaneously.
Both girls trembled slightly, silently grateful they were still wearing underwear that contained their fluids. Otherwise, there would have been a spray soaking Masachika's legs—something that would have immediately alerted him to the immoral act happening right under his nose.
After the tense moment passed, Ren casually pulled his hands back, as if nothing had happened. He finished the last bite of his curry rice.
"Alright, I'm off."
Picking up his tray, he gave a slight smile to everyone—especially to Masha and Yuki, who were still sweating and flushed—and walked away, leaving the table filled with unspoken secrets and tension.
Masachika, completely unaware of anything, simply nodded.
"See you later, Ren."
He then returned to his meal, entirely ignorant that his little sister and childhood friend (he didn't know Masha was his childhood friend) had just been sexually harassed right in front of him.
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With a relaxed stride, Ren left the cafeteria, still buzzing with students enjoying the remainder of their break.
His shoes softly squeaked against the clean corridor floor, occasionally passing students rushing by or deep in conversation.
"There's still time before break ends. What should I do? Should I go to the teacher's office and respond to Hiratsuka-sensei's summons?"
Yet, in an instant, he dismissed the thought.
"Never mind. I don't feel like getting scolded by that menopausal woman."
To Ren, Hiratsuka wasn't worth paying attention to at all.
To nearly all male students and staff at Ohananomitsu High, the five young female teachers—Nakano Itsuki, Kirisu Mafuyu, Tachibana Hina, Minegawa Akane, and Hiratsuka Shizuka—were goddesses to be desired. But Ren saw them differently.
Kirisu Mafuyu? Cold as ice, terrible at housework, and drove like a racer who could make passengers carsick.
Minegawa Akane? She was like a public restroom—too easily accessible and already "used" by many men she found attractive.
Hiratsuka Shizuka? A heavy drinker, chain smoker, and prone to "educating" students through violence. She resembled a rough middle-aged uncle more than a woman.
And Tachibana Hina? Unfortunately, she was already "claimed" by Natsuo. Ren wasn't the kind of lowlife who would steal a woman from his closest friend.
So, the only reasonable candidate among the five female teachers was Nakano Itsuki. And indeed, Ren's efforts had borne "fruit"—until Itsuki ended up taking maternity leave.
"Hey, Ren, don't walk around daydreaming!"
A firm slap landed on his shoulder, interrupting his train of thought. Ren turned and saw Natsuo standing there with his trademark grin.
The man who had achieved a similar "feat"—getting his own homeroom teacher pregnant.
"Nice timing, Natsuo. Let's hang out. We haven't seen each other all summer."
"No problem. There's a lot I want to talk to you about."
"Tsk, you just want to show off, don't you?"
"Ahhaha… Is it that obvious?"
Natsuo laughed freely, not denying it at all. He just nodded, confirming Ren's guess.
Without much conversation, the two walked in sync toward a secluded corner behind the school building—a place rarely visited by students.
After all, the topic they were about to discuss wasn't something meant for third-party ears. They were a duo of scumbags, sharing dangerous secrets only they could trust each other with.