Thursday, June 6th.
It was raining heavily that day.
That day, Zayden woke up in an excellent mood.
They say that for a man to be happy, he only needs two things: a full stomach and an 'empty sack.'
Zayden had to agree with that.
After going to and from the bathroom humming, he headed to the living room.
There, he saw his mother waiting for him.
"Zay-kun, good morning~" She said cheerfully with the enthusiasm of a young girl.
"Mom, good morning." Zayden approached, pulling out a chair.
**
A rainy day. A girl's worst enemy.
For Erika, it was even worse. On rainy days, her hair became incredibly voluminous.
'After all the time I spent fixing it...' She deeply lamented, holding an umbrella in one hand while touching the tips of her golden-blonde hair with the other.
'This sucks!' She whined in her mind.
She only hoped she could get to school and fix her hair a bit before meeting...
"Erika?"
A familiar voice.
A familiar car.
And a familiar face.
The combination of the three made her blush for several reasons. Happiness because it was the person she liked, embarrassment for the same reason, and third, because her hair was quite voluminous...
'Ahhh, magi, I'm happy to see Zayden-kun so early, I'm happy, but, but...' She hesitated in her mind.
"Get in." He said something that took her a few seconds to process.
"Quick." Only when he opened the door and hurried her did Erika snap out of her daze, close her umbrella, and get into the car.
"Excuse me..." She felt guilty for stepping into such a nice car with muddy feet.
She even had the urge to throw away her umbrella, not wanting to wet the car.
"It's okay."
She didn't know what he meant by that, but as soon as she saw his smile, it was as if all her worries vanished completely.
She even forgot that her hair was frizzy from the rain while looking at him.
Poor Yamagi, despite being so tall, his presence wasn't even noticed by Erika. The moment she saw Zayden, her mind was so full of him that she couldn't think of anything else.
Well, Yamagi was a man of few words in the first place. Unless someone spoke to him first, he preferred to stay silent.
"Your hair..."
When Zayden got that far, Erika snapped back to reality.
She brought her hands to her hair, looking embarrassed: "I-It's weird, right?"
"Nah, I thought it was pretty cute~" Zayden asked, "Can I touch it?"
Lowering her head, she let out a nasal sound of agreement.
Smiling, Zayden touched her hair with his hand.
"Mhm, just as I thought, it's nice to the touch." He said, "But I can see you're uncomfortable with it being like this. How about I braid it?"
"Zayden-kun, you'd do that for me?" Her eyes sparkled as she looked up.
"Yeah, just turn your back to me a bit." Zayden replied, "Actually, my mom used to make me braid her hair."
"Really? I never would've thought..." She sighed softly.
"Haha, I guess it's hard to imagine a mom practically forcing her son to learn how to braid her hair, right?" Zayden laughed a bit.
"I think it's cute." Erika replied, "And I think it's cool that you have such a close relationship with your mom."
"It's alright, I guess. I don't mind it either." Zayden said, "Though when I was younger, I complained a lot." He laughed again.
He began weaving his fingers through her hair.
After partially pulling it back, he asked, "By the way, do you have a comb with you?"
"Y-Yes." She answered with a strange voice.
The truth was, Erika was holding back as much as she could to avoid making any weird noises.
How could she have imagined that just having her hair touched by Zayden would feel so pleasurable?
Every time he ran his fingers through her hair, it sent a shiver through her that made her whole body tremble.
She almost jumped in her seat.
It was the kind of shiver she felt she'd never tire of, though, contradictorily, she didn't want it, but that was because she didn't want Zayden to notice and think she was weird for liking it so much when he touched her hair.
After handing over the comb, Zayden began combing her hair back.
This time, Erika didn't feel the same sensation as when it was his fingers, though it was still pleasant.
Zayden started making a French braid — a classic, versatile, and elegant hairstyle. Considered a true wildcard, the French braid can be worn both in everyday life and on occasions that call for more sophistication, like parties and weddings.
The French braid gets its name because it starts at the top of the head and encompasses the entire length of the hair. There are various types of French braids; some stay in the middle of the head, others on the side, and they can even be complemented by another hairstyle.
Zayden opted for the central version — the most traditional, but also the one he liked the most.
Wilson, deliberately, slowed down to give Zayden time to finish the braid for Erika.
When Zayden finally finished, he said, "Done."
When she turned to him, Zayden said with a smile on his lips, "It looks good. You're beautiful."
"Really?" She seemed happy but still wanted to confirm.
"See for yourself." Zayden took out his smartphone and turned on the front camera. Then, he pointed it for her to see herself.
"Amazing~ Zayden-kun, you're, like, a God!" She exclaimed, impressed.
"It's not that big a deal, but I'm glad you liked it." Zayden touched her face and slid his thumb to her lips, and before she could get lost in his touch, he pulled his hand away.
After that, Erika thanked him and lowered her head, staying silent until they reached the school entrance.
**
"Hey, Erika. What happened to your hair? It's, like, super kawai~" A stylish girl from the class said as soon as Erika arrived in the classroom. She added, "By the way, good morning~"
"Good morning." Erika replied, blushing a little as she answered, "Zayden-kun did this hairstyle for me..."
Seeing her like that, the girls next to the stylish girl let out slightly hysterical squeals.
"To think he'd do something like that... Wow, I'm starting to feel even more jealous of you, Erika~!"
"Me too, me too!"
"Hey, tell us, have you two already kissed?"
When that topic came up, Erika looked at the floor.
Seeing her reaction, the stylish girls held hands while squealing.
It was obvious something had happened, and their curiosity only grew.
"Girl, spill everything!"
They demanded excitedly with their eyes sparkling.
With her cheeks, even the tips of her ears and neck red, Erika avoided their gaze, saying, "N-Nothing happened."
"That's suspicious... Clearly, something happened!"
Obviously, her attempt to brush it off didn't work.
"W-Well, I went on a date with him..." She tried to get away with just that.
Another wave of excited squeals echoed.
At the same time, a group of three boys were grumbling something like, "Tch, girls are so noisy."
However, they fell silent when a girl with glasses who was reading a book looked at them and said in a cold, indifferent tone, "You boys are just jealous. If you were men and honored the thing you have between your legs, you wouldn't be there complaining like a 5-year-old girl."
The three blushed furiously at the girl's words.
They wanted to argue, but to begin with, they didn't have the courage. If they did, they would've done exactly what she said.
Not long after, the bell rang, and the sensei entered the classroom.
**
While returning from the bathroom, Zayden was pulled by someone into an empty room, probably one where a class was being held outside.
Obviously, he sensed this person's presence and could've avoided it, but he let himself be pulled along.
He was genuinely curious about what this person was going to do.
"So, Catherine-chan, are you going to tell me now why you pulled me into this empty room?" Zayden raised an eyebrow at the girl who was kabedon-ing him. He added, "Oh, right. Given the situation, should I scream with a 'kyahh' and say something like 'my heart skipped a beat'?"
"Pfft-haha!" Catherine, who had been all serious, couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing to the point where her shoulders shook. "Damn it... How can you make that kind of joke right now?"
"It's no big deal. I just felt like I should say something, or I might lose control, after all..." He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Suddenly being pulled into an empty room by the beautiful transfer girl... It's starting to awaken something wicked in me that makes me want to devour you whole, got it~?"
"Fuheh-hehe~"
"..."
When Zayden pulled back and saw her flushed face with a smile like a girl in heat... He was speechless.
'She's that kind of person?' Zayden was confused now.
With his right hand, Zayden wrapped around her waist and pulled her to press her body against his.
Her moment of daydreaming in a 'different world' vanished, and she let out a soft "Kyahh" scream while looking at Zayden with confusion and a bit of anticipation in her eyes.
Her hands were pulled away from the wall, now clutching the sides of Zayden's blazer while her ample breasts pressed against his body.
Catherine's head was tilted upward, looking directly into Zayden's red eyes with her beautiful purple ones.
Her eyes dropped slightly, her lips trembled, parted, and her breathing was uneven.
She stayed silent, unsure of what he was going to do with her.
'Is he going to kiss me?' It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous. But it would also be a lie to say she didn't want it.
Without realizing, she was gripping Zayden's clothes tightly and pressing her body against his.
If, at this point, Zayden backed off, he'd be a coward.
Extending his left hand, he touched her warm, flushed face.
Her cheek felt amazing to the touch. Smooth and soft. There was also a very pleasant feminine scent coming from her.
Zayden's breathing grew deeper. Without hesitation, he tilted his head downward.
When they were just a few centimeters apart, Catherine's trembling lips parted slightly, and he pressed his lips against hers vertically, sucking on her upper lip, pulling back, and releasing it with a provocative, sensual pop.
Licking his lips, he whispered, "Delicious~"
Then, he couldn't hold back anymore and captured Catherine's lips again.
Her body softened in his arms as her lips were crushed by his, and her mind went blank when his tongue invaded her mouth, claiming that space as his territory, doing whatever he pleased.
When her tongue intertwined with his, Catherine felt emotions she had never experienced before.
It was strange; his tongue was slick, but not in a gross way. In an odd way, she felt a joy in having her tongue entwined with his, and something inside her didn't want to lose that sensation.
She eagerly sought his tongue with hers as their lips interlocked.
She stood on her tiptoes while her arms reached up to wrap around his neck.
She was running out of breath, feeling like she might faint at any moment if she continued, but what could she do? She simply didn't want to stop!
'Who would've thought kissing could feel so good…' She thought dreamily.
Even when she felt his hand slide down and start groping her butt, squeezing it, she didn't mind. In fact, quite the opposite—she liked it. The feeling of his large hand on her butt was really good.
When she was about to run out of air, Zayden parted his lips from hers and gave her a slight smile.
That smile was devilishly attractive and hid a hint of mischief.
But what could she do? She only thought that him smiling like that was too beautiful, and even out of breath, she wanted to kiss him again.
'I feel like I'm going to get addicted…' She thought to herself, breathing heavily.
Since it was just the two of them in the empty classroom, only the sound of the rain outside could be heard.
Zayden broke the silence by whispering in her ear in a sexy tone, "Let's stop here, or I won't know what I might do…"
Catherine felt strong shivers run through her body.
She even imagined Zayden getting 'wild' and didn't dislike it one bit.
At the same time, the school bell rang.
"For now, I'm going." She said, "But I really don't mind what Zayden-kun does with me. I'm totally happy, even if it's something naughty and dirty~♪"
She took two steps back, leaning forward with her hands behind her back.
Laughing a little when she saw he was a bit stunned, she walked to the door.
"Next time, I hope we can do something more… naughty with you~♪" With a seductive wink, Catherine opened the sliding door and closed it. She seemed more charming than shy.
However, with her back to the door, all her boldness vanished, and she felt her legs weaken. It felt like she had run a marathon while her heart pounded uncontrollably.
Bringing her hands to her face, she thought, 'Ahhh, why did I say that? Am I really… so naughty~?!'
Realizing her underwear was in 'danger,' instead of returning to the classroom, she walked toward the bathroom.
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