Chapter 8 – "Lines That Blur"
The next morning hit different.
It wasn't the sun creeping through the curtains. It wasn't the smell of fresh coffee or the routine school bell echoing in the distance.
It was the way Rika looked at me when I passed her in the hallway.
Not a smile. Not a smirk. But something... loaded. Heated. Afraid and hungry at the same time.
She didn't say a word.
Just brushed past me like nothing had happened in the counseling office. Like I hadn't made her cum on her own desk.
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> System: Passive Notice – Target: Rika Sakamoto is suppressing emotional intimacy.
Trust Progress: 24%
Lust: 53%
New Trait Detected: Denial Complex (Mild)
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I slid into homeroom and took my seat. A few classmates laughed in the background. My best friend Kai threw a balled-up paper at my head.
> "Yo, you dead or something?"
> "Just tired."
> "Nah, you got that 'I just fucked a married woman' look."
I choked on air. "She's divorced."
> "Wait. Wait. You did?"
> "Shut the hell up."
Kai grinned, kicked back in his seat, and whispered low:
> "Just don't let the PTA find out. They'll lynch you."
> "You mean the MILF fanclub?"
> "Bro, you're gonna get someone pregnant by Christmas."
He wasn't wrong.
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Lunch rolled around, and I caught sight of Rika walking across campus. Her hair tied up. Skirt hugging tight. She glanced at me but kept walking.
I followed.
We ended up behind the gym—quiet, shaded, dead zone for students.
> "You're stalking me now?" she asked without turning.
> "You're acting like nothing happened."
> "Because it shouldn't have happened."
> "But it did."
She spun, eyes fiery.
> "Do you think this is easy for me? That I can just bend over and play the horny cougar every time you blink at me?"
> "No. But I think you need this as much as I do."
Silence.
Then, like a match strike—she kissed me. Hard. Angry.
I slammed her back against the gym wall, hand tangled in her hair. Her leg wrapped around mine. She clawed at my shirt.
> "Don't stop," she breathed.
My fingers dipped beneath her blouse again. She shivered at the contact, body melting into me.
> "We're outside," I muttered.
> "Don't care."
> System: Hidden Quest Activated – "Fuck Discretion"
Location: Public Encounter Risk Tier 2.
Reward: Intimacy Momentum Boost. Unlock: Wild Trait.
I slid my hand under her panties. She moaned into my mouth.
> "You're soaked again."
> "You're evil."
> "You like it."
She bit my lip. Hard.
> "Make me cum. Fast."
I obeyed.
Her hands braced against the wall as I worked her with my fingers, each stroke precise, practiced. She bucked against me, breath ragged, eyes locked on mine.
> "Gonna make a mess," she gasped.
> "Then let it drip."
She bit back a scream as she came, legs trembling, clit throbbing under my fingers.
> System: Quest Complete – "Fuck Discretion"
Wild Trait Unlocked – Heightened Arousal in Risk Zones.
Lust +10. Affection +5.
Side Effect: Risk Addiction (Low Tier).
She pushed me back, straightened her skirt, and wiped sweat off her brow.
> "You're trouble."
> "You're addicted."
> "Not yet."
> "We'll get there."
She walked off, leaving the smell of sweat, sex, and rebellion behind her.
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Back at my desk, Kai leaned over and whispered:
> "You smell like MILF."
> "You smell like virgin."
> "Ouch."
We laughed.
But deep down, I knew I was playing with fire.
And loving every second.
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[To Be Continued…]