Chapter 486: Holiday Arrangements
"Dear President, because of you today, I got into quite a bit of trouble~"
"Mm... But... wasn't it... already resolved?"
Sona whimpered, "I did everything... everything you asked..."
"But I don't think that's enough."
Haruto leaned close and whispered in her ear, "To make it up to me, you'll have to endure a little longer, President..."
"That was a host of one of the Five Great Dragon Kings. If my skills weren't up to par, things would've gotten messy."
"Your charm is truly remarkable, President. You've even captivated someone chosen by one of the Five Great Dragon Kings—the Black Evil Dragon King. Not only that, but that Saji Genshirou seems quite famous too. I often hear things about him."
Haruto was just making things up randomly. If Saji Genshirou hadn't confronted him, he wouldn't have even remembered the related matters.
While diverting the topic, Haruto quietly continued pushing deeper inside.
Though Sona knew Haruto was manipulating her with victim-blaming rhetoric, she had no strength to refute it.
Even though Saji Genshirou hadn't died, the punishment he received was more agonizing than death.
Thus, the remaining dissatisfaction Haruto felt could only be borne by her.
The thick, burning length of Haruto steadily parted the tight, scorching flesh, exploring inch by inch deeper inside.
Meanwhile, Sona lay utterly powerless, completely at Haruto's mercy.
As he worked to open the pink blossom, Haruto didn't forget to use his fingers to caress her jade Garden, gathering all the honeyed nectar that flowed from it and spreading it over Sona's tender bud.
This would not only increase the subsequent smoothness but also use the pleasure from the small garden to alleviate Sona's pain.
The viscous fluid flowed along Haruto's little Haruto into Sona's pink chrysanthemum, making her interior increasingly smooth.
Gradually, Haruto inserted his entire little Haruto deep into Sona's chrysanthemum.
After Haruto's prolonged stirring, the pain in Sona's chrysanthemum grew increasingly lighter, replaced by an indescribable sensation that slowly washed over her.
She only felt this sensation was strange yet comfortable—unlike the stirring in her jade garden, it carried a sense of pressure that made Sona moan involuntarily.
"...Mmm... mmm... mmm..."
She automatically arched her jade-like buttocks to meet Haruto's movements.
Haruto knew Sona was already feeling pleasured, so he gripped her slender waist tightly and quickened his thrusts.
A sense of pressure and tingling numbness transmitted from the tip, spreading throughout Haruto's entire body.
Haruto was completely focused now, only knowing to desperately thrust deeper and deeper.
With Haruto's movements, that floating sensation made Sona feel the urge to climax again.
One of her hands unconsciously reached down to her little garden, a finger entering the flower path as she panted softly, "...Mmm... I'm coming... mmm... I'm coming again... so good... mmm... faster..."
After Sona reached her second climax, Haruto didn't continue.
Although the tender bud was tight and smooth, offering a unique sensation, the current time and place weren't suitable for savoring it slowly.
After injecting scorching life energy into the fiery passage, Haruto held the disheveled Sona for a while before starting to clean up.
Though they had been quick, given Haruto's abilities, quite some time had actually passed. Surprisingly, no one had come to disturb them.
Under Sona's glare, Haruto organized the scattered documents and opened the window for ventilation.
Having used the tender bud for the first time, Sona now felt a burning sensation in her rear. Especially with the slippery life essence inside - even though she tried hard to tighten up, she felt it might drip out at any moment.
This made the usually calm and composed student council president afraid to make any sudden movements.
Just as everything was tidied up, a knock came at the door.
"Come in."
The door opened to reveal Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe walking in step by step.
Both had flushed faces, their beautiful eyes constantly scanning between Haruto and Sona.
Haruto found their behavior somewhat strange, and combined with the perfectly timed knock, he had his suspicions.
If he had guessed, Sona - whose blush hadn't yet faded - understood even more clearly.
Shooting Haruto an annoyed look, Sona took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Where are the others? Just modifying a few ordinary people's memories shouldn't take this long, right?"
Kuoh Academy had a relatively higher proportion of supernatural beings compared to the outside world, but even so, there weren't many among the spectators.
As for the few supernatural individuals, a verbal warning would suffice - no need to expend great effort modifying their memories.
Yura Tsubasa forced herself not to study the traces remaining on her president's face as she replied, "Mainly because there were two second-year boys using telescopes on the rooftop..."
"It took some time to find these two."
After Yura Tsubasa finished, Meguri Tomoe added.
If not for Issei Hyoudou happening to be there, they might have missed these two when modifying memories. While following professional principles and conducting thorough inquiries, they nearly overlooked them.
Even if those two talked, few would believe them, but it would still cause some trouble.
It was best to resolve it promptly.
"Mm, thank you for your hard work."
Sona also forced herself not to think about what had just happened, but she could no longer look directly at the office desk before her.
Just moments ago, on this very desk, she had been completely lost in ecstasy.
"As for that Sacred Gear bearer, there's no need to concern ourselves anymore. Haruto and I have already dealt with it. The divine level has been stripped away, and he'll be an ordinary person from now on."
After speaking with her head turned away, she stood up and walked out, all the while tightly clenching her small bottom. Even with her panties and skirt providing cover, she constantly felt as if liquid might drip down at any moment.
And indeed there was—not dripping, but trickling down her fair, smooth inner thighs.
Haruto's life essence was abundant, and unlike Hanamiya, her chrysanthemum couldn't retain or absorb it.
No matter how hard Sona tried to clench, some of the viscous fluid continued to seep out.
Fortunately, it was slow enough that with her skirt covering it, it wouldn't be noticed immediately.
Preoccupied with her thoughts, Sona had no intention of staying any longer and only wanted to hurry home to clean up...
After Sona left, an awkward silence fell between Haruto, Yura Tsubasa, and Meguri Tomoe.
Recalling the sounds they'd just heard, even without peeking, the two girls couldn't help but feel a wave of heat wash over them, their eyes unconsciously drifting toward Haruto's crotch.
To think their usually composed and calm student council president would make such noises—was it really that pleasurable?
When they used their own fingers, it never felt that extraordinary...
Or was Haruto's dual cultivation ability truly that effective, to the point even the president couldn't resist...
Feeling uncomfortable under Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe's stares, Haruto forced a dry laugh before deciding to throw caution to the wind.
Well, part of it was because the fire from earlier hadn't completely subsided yet.
"Yisha, Meguri-chan, have you thought about what we discussed last time?" Haruto casually rebuttoned his undone shirt. "Since we have tomorrow off, how about we go on dates together?"
This time, after exchanging glances, Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe didn't refuse.
With slightly flushed faces, the two girls nodded gently. Yura Tsubasa spoke first, "Saturday with me..."
Meguri Tomoe quickly followed, "Sunday with me."
Haruto had only asked casually, never expecting that after two days, the girls would actually be prepared.
This sudden happiness made the irritation he'd felt earlier about being approached by that blond guy completely vanish.
"Alright, it's settled then."
"But let's be clear—you'll have to follow our requirements when the time comes."
Despite her bright red face and obvious embarrassment, Meguri Tomoe asserted firmly, "Yisha likes it wild, so you can just unleash your true nature. But I prefer someone cute and obedient..."
Yura Tsubasa shot her an annoyed look but didn't refute it.
While Haruto couldn't exactly be called wild, judging from what they'd overheard, he was clearly the dominant one. Even Sona had been forced to endure his... assault. With a bit more force, he'd fit Yura Tsubasa's preferences perfectly.
Meguri Tomoe's request, however, was more challenging. In fact, she regretted it almost immediately after speaking.
The reality was, they weren't in a position to choose their preferred type—they were the ones asking Haruto for help.
Although they were all on good terms and gender dynamics played a role here, they couldn't afford to confuse who was really in charge.
After all, countless demons in the Underworld would jump at the chance to offer women to Haruto, yet never get the opportunity.
If they weren't Sona's Familiars, they might not have gotten this chance to dual cultivate with Haruto at all.
Even if they had, Haruto wouldn't have been this proactive or treated them as equals.
"Don't worry, wildness isn't just my nature - I'm also quite skilled at being the type you like."
Haruto declared without any shyness, speaking decisively.
With his power increasing and his soul undergoing qualitative changes, he was developing a clearer understanding of this transmigration and rebirth.
Both his previous life's soul and this life's soul were his, both sets of memories and souls belonged to him, and now they had completely merged without distinction.
Thanks to this doubled soul strength, his early power growth had been so rapid, then snowballed until it reached its current level.
Though it had been a long time since he played the sickly pretty boy, as long as he carefully brewed and drew upon those memories deep in his soul, he could guarantee Tomoe's satisfaction.
As for his physique, that wasn't a problem either. If he could even transform into a cat, making slight adjustments to his body shape was completely manageable for Haruto.
The idea of a small horse pulling a big cart... Haruto was quite interested in that too.
The only regret was that Tomoe's figure couldn't be considered an exceptional big cart - at most she could be called a well-developed high school beauty.
Watching the confident Haruto and glancing at the fading red marks on his neck, Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe quietly cursed under their breath.
But after cursing, they found themselves inexplicably growing hopeful, causing their already flushed faces to turn even redder.
After the three made their arrangements, other student council members gradually arrived.
Tsubaki had encountered Sona on the way, so the two returned together.
The student council room had its usual members today. Although Saji Genshirou's incident had caused some delay, they still completed their work on time.
This was partly because everyone was becoming more proficient, but also because Haruto was particularly diligent today.
Though he'd said Saturday would be the start, he had no intention of going home tonight only to rush back early tomorrow morning.
As the setting sun cast its afterglow across the sky, under Hanakai Momo and Kusaka Reya's ambiguous gazes, and Bennia and Nimura Ruruko's envious looks, Haruto set off on the journey home together with Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe.
The two girls were naturally extremely shy, but they didn't firmly reject Haruto following them.
When they reached the girls' apartment, Haruto actually followed the rules and didn't impatiently rush into dual cultivation.
The three had dinner together, took turns bathing, then watched TV and chatted in the living room for a while.
As the night grew deeper, the atmosphere among the three finally became harmonious and comfortable.
When the time seemed right, Haruto asked: "Tsubasa, little Meguri, where should I sleep tonight?"
Both girls were only wearing light sleepwear, while Haruto had nothing but large shorts, his tall and firm body making them hesitant to look at him directly.
Because if they weren't careful, they'd find themselves staring.
Faced with Haruto's question, the two girls didn't know how to respond - tonight wasn't part of their original agreement...
"Well... I'll bring out a futon..." Yura Tsubasa said softly. "Please make do with the sofa tonight, Haruto-kun."
Of course Haruto didn't want to waste this precious time. Glancing at the wall clock, he immediately had an idea.
"Never mind, you two go to sleep first. Don't bother with the futon - it's only two hours until Saturday anyway."
As he spoke, he specifically winked at Yura Tsubasa.
Meguri Tomoe instantly caught on, covering her mouth as she giggled. "Right, Saturday is almost here. I'll head to bed first so I don't disturb you two."
Yura Tsubasa froze for a moment, only snapping back to reality when the sound of the door closing echoed. She hurriedly raised the cushion in her arms to shield her face.
She wasn't foolish—how could she not understand Haruto's implication?
"Then... then wait another two hours... I'll go back to my room first..."
Flustered, Yura Tsubasa tried to follow Meguri Tomoe's example and retreat to her room.
But Haruto had no intention of letting her off so easily. It was just past ten in the evening—two hours wasn't particularly long, but it wasn't short either.
Time would fly with a beautiful girl by his side, but without her, it would feel endlessly drawn out.
After taking just two steps, Yura Tsubasa's delicate hand was caught by Haruto.
"Ha... Haruto-kun... let me go..."
The girl tried to break free, but Haruto showed no sign of releasing her.
Despite her tall, slender figure, her proficiency as a Rook Class in close combat, and her usual composed demeanor, Yura Tsubasa was unexpectedly delicate in private.
This was likely her true nature, hidden deep within—no wonder she preferred wilder styles.
"I'll let go, but you can't leave. You have to stay with me."
Haruto declared domineeringly, "It's nearly two hours. Do you expect me to watch TV alone here?"
Yura Tsubasa's heart trembled. Hearing Haruto's forceful demand, instead of getting angry, she felt a warmth spreading through her body.
Haruto noticed her reaction, and it only encouraged him to drop the 'act' further.
"If you want to go back to your room, that's fine, but I'm coming too. It's a good chance for me to familiarize myself with the setting in advance."
Yura Tsubasa shivered slightly, her eyes flickering uncertainly. After hesitating for a moment, she softly uttered a single word.
"Okay..."
Since he could lie down on the bed, Haruto naturally had no reason to stay in the living room.
Holding Yura Tsubasa's soft hand, he led her into the bedroom.
Though there was still over an hour until the agreed-upon time, Haruto had no intention of waiting any longer.
"Yisha, change into something sexier."
"Haruto... it's not time yet..."
"Mhm, I know. Put on stockings too."
"Huh?"
"Hurry up!"
Yura Tsubasa hesitated for a moment, then stood up and slowly walked to the wardrobe, beginning to change clothes as Haruto had instructed.
Since Yura Tsubasa preferred wildness, Haruto naturally wanted to satisfy her.
Of course, wildness didn't equal forced violence.
Judging from Yura Tsubasa's reactions, she had actually prepared herself for how things would develop.
Moreover, since they would be doing it in just over an hour anyway, what normal person would really insist on being that serious about it?
Not to mention, Meguri Tomoe had shown good judgment from the start by voluntarily making herself scarce, leaving the space to Yura Tsubasa and Haruto.
"Mm, that's fine, now lie face down on the bed."
Haruto patted the edge of the bed as he spoke, adding, "Upper body on the bed, lower body kneeling on the floor, hurry up."
"Okay, Haruto-kun..."
"Call me Master."
"Huh? O-okay, Master."
Yura Tsubasa blinked her large eyes, suppressing the excitement in her heart as she softly agreed.
After Yura Tsubasa assumed the position, Haruto also removed his only remaining piece of clothing - his pants.
Now, aside from Yura Tsubasa wearing stockings and high heels, neither of them had a single stitch of clothing on.
At this moment, Yura Tsubasa obediently lay face down by the bed as instructed, not daring to move at all, her snow-white, firm rounded bottom completely exposed to Haruto's view.
Her delicate little Garden was tightly closed, unsurprisingly smooth and pink, completely unblemished, with only faint transparent glistening liquid dotting the edges of her petals.
As a member of the gymnastics team, intimate care was of utmost importance. Even ordinary gymnasts would clean their lower areas as thoroughly as possible, let alone Yura Tsubasa who had magical power and could handle it perfectly.
After all, given the nature of gymnastics outfits, if not properly cleaned, it would be easy for others to see something inappropriate.
Haruto looked down at little Haruto - unsurprisingly, already standing tall and ready for action.
"Master? Is this... Master? Master?"
Seeing that Haruto wasn't making his next move, Yura Tsubasa called out anxiously in a small voice.
Those calls of "Master" contained no acting at all - they were pure emotion.
Although little Haruto was ready, Haruto didn't begin the main event immediately.
Yura Tsubasa's little Garden was somewhat moist, but not enough yet.
Moreover, before officially beginning their dual cultivation, he wanted to properly play with this tempting gymnast JK's beautiful body.
Naked with white stockings, a gymnast girl, a virgin, and such an obedient beauty - it would be a crime not to properly train her.
Yura Tsubasa was now completely under Haruto's control - if he told her not to move, she definitely wouldn't dare to.
For now, Haruto wanted to play some couple's games while simultaneously stimulating her body's desires.
Haruto slowly walked behind Yura Tsubasa and reached out to directly touch her perfectly shaped, wonderfully elastic little bottom.
"Ah! Master, this is..."
"You can make noise, but don't move!"