"Senior, is there something on the pillar?"
He must have sensed my lingering attention on Melissa, who was still hiding behind the pillar. He's quite perceptive.
My eyes met Melissa's. Her expression was as if her heart had dropped.
I reached out to her. My hand brushed her damp hair, then slid down her face to her chest.
I gripped her large breast in one hand. Her nipple, peeking through the torn blouse, caught between my fingers.
"Can't you see? It's quite a fine pillar, isn't it? Impressively large, with a captivating sculptural beauty. It has a magnetic charm. Whoever crafted it must have been a master craftsman."
Melissa stared at me with startled eyes. I conveyed my message through my gaze, asking her to bear with me until the men left.
After a brief hesitation, she gave the faintest nod and clamped her mouth shut, suppressing both movement and sound. I could feel her heart pounding like it was about to burst.
"Ah... I see. Your perspective is truly unique, Senior. I've been using this place for years, but I never paid attention to the pillars before..."
"Perhaps it's because I have some interest in architecture. These pillars just naturally catch my eye."
"Now that you mention it, Senior, I'm suddenly fascinated by them too."
The man continued to wade closer, his footsteps splashing louder.
This was a real crisis. Melissa's face darkened as she sensed the danger. She seemed too focused on the situation to react to the hand massaging her chest.
With the hand that had been kneading her chest, I squeezed Melissa's shoulder and guided her lower. She followed my lead and sank into the water. I wrapped both arms around her beneath the surface, shielding her from the men's view.
"As you said, Senior, it does look like a magnificent pillar when viewed this way."
I was grateful the bath was deeper than I'd expected and filled with steam. The men hadn't noticed anything amiss, thanks to the obscured visibility.
My cock, stiffly erect, pressed against Melissa's lower abdomen underwater.
"I plan to stay in the bath for another hour or so... How long do you guys intend to stay?"
"Huh? Oh, um... We were just about to leave."
I glanced sideways at them. They seemed uncomfortable around me, a Noble. They probably wanted to get out of here.
"You seem busy."
"Yes, yes, I am. I have an appointment with friends soon, so I can't stay long."
"..."
An awkward silence hung in the air. I deliberately showed my displeasure, putting pressure on them. My hand was caressing Melissa, who was nestled in my arms. As part of our act, I kept my touch to what she continued to allow while we hid them from view.
Her breasts were fuller than Professor Floy's, her abdomen smooth, and her buttocks firm. When my fingers brushed the outside of her panties, Melissa tensed, then stayed still instead of pulling away. I had to restrain myself from tearing off the panties that covered her thick pussy.
She's holding her breath remarkably well underwater. Is she using Mana?
Keeping an eye on the men, I lifted Melissa's face above the water. She needed to breathe.
"Puh..."
Melissa let out a small, involuntary gasp.
"Senior? What was that noise just now?"
"I sighed. Why shouldn't I sigh?"
"Th-that's not what I meant! I'm sorry!"
My sharp retort made them glance nervously at me. Once Melissa had caught her breath, I guided her back beneath the water, keeping my hips angled away from her face.
After a few minutes, the men who had been watching me rose from the bath.
"Senior, we have an appointment later, so we'll head out first."
"Understood."
They rinsed themselves with clean water and left the bathhouse.
As soon as they were gone, I lifted Melissa from the water.
"President! They've left. ...President?"
Melissa's face was flushed crimson as she lay with her eyes closed, breathing heavily. Her body was limp and overheated, likely from being submerged in the hot spring up to her neck. She was on the verge of fainting.
"President! Wake up! President!"
I couldn't let her condition get any worse.
I carefully laid Melissa flat on the floor and checked her condition. Her soaked panties had shifted badly from the struggle in the bath, so I pulled the cloth back into place and focused on helping her recover. Her skin was still burning with heat.
"Cough. Cough!"
Melissa coughed, her body shaking. I steadied her shoulders with a serious expression.
"President! Are you alright?!"
"...My head feels a little foggy, and my body is hot."
"It's because you stayed in the hot spring too long. You'll feel better after resting."
I fanned her with my hand.
Melissa couldn't meet my gaze.
"...Th-this incident..."
"It was unavoidable. Touching your chest was also part of the act. Those guys were approaching at that moment..."
"Ah, I understand. F-forget about it."
"Yes, President. Let's go outside now. We just need to check one more place, and it'll be over."
"...Hah. It's only been an hour, but it feels like several hours have passed. Here, your clothes."
"Thank you, President."
Melissa rose from her seat. As she straightened her wet clothes, she paused, seemingly realizing her panties had shifted to the side, exposing her pussy.
"President?"
"...Never mind. Let's hurry up and leave."
She pressed down on her skirt with her hand as she stepped out of the bath.
Upon reaching the changing room, we were about to leave when we noticed a laundry room. Inside were a Magic Washing Machine and a Magic Dryer.
"President, why don't we dry our clothes in the dryer while we're here?"
"Our clothes? Then we'd be completely naked!"
"There are some towels in the dryer. We can use those to cover ourselves."
"Why not just put our clothes back on, check the situation, and then leave?"
"It's surprisingly chilly outside. Even President and I could catch a cold if we stay in these wet clothes. And the Magic Dryer should only need 15 minutes..."
"15 minutes... Alright."
We loaded our wet clothes into the Magic Dryer and covered ourselves with towels.
I only needed a towel to loosely cover my lower half, but she had to use a single towel to cover both her chest and genitals. Being quite tall, she barely managed to conceal herself with just one towel.
"President... Since we have nothing else to do, let's go check out the third rumor too."
"...In this state?"
"The third rumor says a ghost appears in the lounge on the 3rd floor."
There was no such rumor. I had made it up.
"Since it's night, the lobby should be empty. We can quickly check it out, come back here to change into dry clothes, and then head back to the dormitory. This is the most efficient way to handle this."
Melissa hesitated, then shook her head. Exhausted, she probably just wanted to get back to the dormitory as quickly as possible.
Naked except for towels, Melissa and I crept toward the 3rd-floor lounge, moving as quietly as possible. The lounge was a fairly large space furnished with chairs, tables, and a few sofas.
A terrace on one side offered a view of the outside.
"President, there's nothing here at first glance."
"No Magic Tools either. The third rumor was just nonsense too. We've checked everything, so let's head back..."
Melissa stopped speaking. She sensed footsteps approaching from the corridor.
Thud, thud.
The footsteps grew closer.
Melissa's face froze instantly.
Currently, we were both only wearing towels. If we were discovered in this state, rumors would spread like wildfire throughout the Academy. While it wasn't as bad as being caught in the men's bathhouse, the situation remained equally disastrous.
"President, over here!"
I grabbed Melissa's arm and pulled her down onto the nearby sofa. Her long legs stretched out, her calves jutting over the edge.
"..."
I leaned over Melissa, pressing myself against her as if pinning her down. Our faces were so close we could feel each other's breath. The President's eyes darted back and forth.
"Nella, even if you're feeling restless, coming to the lounge at this hour isn't a good idea. You should just go to sleep. There's tomorrow too..."
"Wait. I think someone's here."
It was two women: Nella, the Student Council Accountant, and her friend.
Nella didn't stumble upon us by chance. I had spoken with her beforehand; this was part of our plan. Nella's room was nearby, and she had been waiting for us there with a friend.
I whispered into Melissa's ear, "President, it's best if we pretend to be lovers here to avoid suspicion. Nod if you agree."
"..."
Melissa hesitated, but as the footsteps grew closer, she finally nodded.
I immediately kissed her.
"Hmph?!"
Melissa was startled by the sudden move but, remembering our agreement, didn't push me away.
"Hey, you two! What are you doing on the sofa?"
Nella was approaching.
I gently pulled aside the towel wrapped around Melissa's body. Her large breasts, now exposed, were pressed against my chest, their shape distorted by the pressure.
A slight sway of my hips caused the towel covering my lower body to slip and fall to the floor with a soft thud.
Mwah. Smack. Kiss.
As I sucked on Melissa's lips, I seized the moment when her lips parted slightly and slipped my tongue inside.
"Y-you madman! Do you even know where we are?! Have you no shame?! Look up right now!"
Kiss. Smack.
Melissa raised her hands to cup my head, not out of affection, but to prevent Nella from seeing my face.
"Are you even listening to me?!"
I reached out and cupped Melissa's ample breasts. True to their E-cup size, they were too large to grasp fully with one hand.
"Hngh...! Ugh..."
Melissa didn't stop me. If I stopped kissing her now, my face would be exposed, and her hands were still wrapped around my head.
"Y-you perverts!"
"Nella! We should call the House Warden right away."
"No! Calling the Warden will make this a huge deal. They might even reinstate the Dormitory Rules that disappeared years ago!"
"...Then let's just leave them alone and go back. I don't want to get involved with perverts like that."
"I'm a member of the Student Council. I can't just ignore this."
Nella glared at us.
I began rubbing Melissa's stiff nipples between my fingers. When I paused for a beat, she kept her hands on me and parted her thighs a little farther, silently telling me to continue the act.
At the same time, I moved my hips. My hard cock, which had been pressing against Melissa's lower abdomen, slid smoothly between her thighs.
I could feel the shape of her pussy against my glans. Melissa flinched at the sudden contact, then deliberately held still and let me continue so our cover wouldn't break.
I had no intention of penetrating her pussy today. We only needed to be convincing until Nella left.
But this woman... her pussy is getting wetter even without using Sensual Amplification?
I slowly moved my hips, rubbing my cock against her pussy.
Squelch.
A lewd sound escaped her pussy. Melissa must have heard it too, because her body stiffened with embarrassment.
"You people are truly...!"
"Nella, let's go. Getting involved will only hurt us."
"...Alright."
Nella sighed and replied, "You're right. I need to back down here."
"You! Just because I can't see your faces doesn't mean I can't find you! I'm retreating for now, but I'll definitely track you down!"
Nella and her group retreated further. It was fortunate that Nella's friend was easily frightened; if they had tried to physically separate Melissa and me, it would have been much more difficult.
As I felt their presence fading, I lifted my head.
"Hah... hah..."
Melissa's flushed face was undeniably alluring. Her tear-filled eyes were slightly unfocused, and her lips and jaw glistened with saliva.
"President," she said, "I had no choice but to act like your lover. Especially since Nella knows both of us... If we hadn't kissed like real lovers, she would have seen through us."