Einhart was walking alone late at night down a veranda corridor where the moon was visible. Her feet were heading, of course, to Sho's room—but she'd stop now and then, lost in thought.
"What am I doing...?"
Mikaya had said a lot to her. Einhart thought what she was saying made sense, and she understood that she was being a nuisance.
Mikaya had so easily told her that the best way to clear her head was to confess, but...
"How am I supposed to say something like this...?"
She couldn't possibly confess that she'd been fantasizing about Sho and Kirin's intimate moments late at night and "comforting" herself alone.
She didn't want to say anything. She wanted to continue her relationship with Sho without saying a word. But neither the people around her nor she herself would allow it. Others were worried about the strange way Einhart was acting, and she couldn't forgive herself for what she considered a dishonest act.
The thing she really wanted to confess wasn't that shameful secret. The honest feelings that had blossomed in her heart were...
"I... I like Sho-san."
In her heart, Einhart had known this for a long time.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have neglected the Haou-ryu style, which she had dedicated her heart and soul to, to indulge in such behavior.
Suppressing her dark feelings, she somehow managed to reach the room where Sho was staying.
What Einhart saw there was...
"Hyugyu! Ah, hiya, th-that spot...! More...! Do it more...!"
"...!"
A couple was intensely entangled. The girl had her face buried in a pillow, but still, her lustful moans escaped. The man held the girl's hips, thrusting his rock-hard rod into her from a half-crouch.
And not at a steady pace. He seemed to be enjoying the girl's reactions, or perhaps she was being made to moan by his rod.
A glistering, sticky rod—whose full form wasn't even visible—dominated the entire space.
Through a gap in the shoji screen, a sight unfolded that was far too stimulating for the young girl peeking through.
She covered her mouth with her hand to prevent a sound from escaping, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the couple's passionate embrace.
Einhart had, once again, ended up peeking in on their intimate moment.
"Kirin-san..."
After her bath, Kirin had said she was going for a walk and left her room. It was all because of Mikaya's simple advice in the bath, but for pure-hearted girls, it was enough to make them lose all sense of their surroundings.
Both Kirin, who had resolved to make a move on Sho right there, and Einhart, who could have guessed what might happen with a little thought.
Einhart had come all the way to Sho's room, understanding the situation in some part of her mind, but now that she was confronted with the reality, she couldn't take the next step.
All she could say was...
"Ngh, ah."
...that this was a new 'side dish' for Einhart, after several months without one.
This scene—where Kirin was making a move on Sho—was incomparably more vivid than the one she had been using as a 'side dish' until now, which she had to fill in the blanks of with her imagination.
A girl she knew, with a well-formed, tight butt, and the senior she admired, thrusting his hips like a beast.
The sight and sound seared themselves into Einhart's eyes and ears like a brand that would never fade. If she hadn't forgotten to breathe, the lewd scent would have permeated her nose as well.
Einhart had only just realized her feelings of love for Sho. Normally, seeing him with another girl would cool her affections.
However, for Einhart, who had been imagining the two of them entwined every day, no such feeling arose.
Only one emotion surfaced.
"I'm so jealous..."
Einhart, who was so serious, had nothing to do with such things, and had only just discovered her feelings, was in a situation where her friend was ahead of her, and she felt the need to suppress her own emotions.
While feeling envious and wishing she could have been there, she began to think that she should back down.
"It can't be helped, can it..."
Watching Kirin kiss Sho with a look of pure happiness, she couldn't stay there any longer.
She left the spot before the two of them noticed her. Without stopping anywhere, she returned to her assigned room and pulled the covers over her head.
As her mind calmed down a little, she realized that her heart was pounding at its limit and her breathing was ragged. Because of this, even with her eyes closed under the covers, she couldn't fall asleep at all.
What kept her awake, more than her pounding heart and her ragged breathing, was the viscous fluid that had begun to leak from her lower crevice.
About 10 minutes later, Kirin and Sho both entered the room. She could hear them calling her name, but Einhart, who didn't feel like talking to them now, decided to play possum.
Sho and Kirin, getting no response, assumed Einhart was already asleep.
"Einhart-san, she's already asleep, huh?"
"Looks like it. Let's talk tomorrow."
"Okay. Well then, ngh, good night, senpai!"
Einhart could feel the presence of Kirin, whose voice alone told her she was smiling, behind her.
There was the rustling sound of pajamas and a futon. It was the sound of Kirin getting into bed. She was probably exhausted from their first time. A little while later, Einhart could hear her regular breathing.
However...
(I can't sleep...)
Sleepiness didn't come for Einhart.
She knew the reason. She also knew how to deal with it.
(But...)
She hesitated to 'deal' with it in a place like this. It wasn't her own house, and what's more, Kirin was sleeping right next to her.
Einhart changed her position and turned to face Kirin. Kirin was lying on her back, breathing peacefully. From the looks of it, she couldn't tell if she was in a deep sleep.
Someone as skilled as Kirin might wake up if something suspicious happened in the room, but she also might be so exhausted from the day's training that she wouldn't wake up at all.
After confirming this, Einhart turned her back to Kirin again.
Her arms and legs moved restlessly under the covers.
"What should I do?"
The moment she wondered what she should do, she didn't realize that her mind was just looking for an excuse. An excuse to break through her last remaining bit of self-control.
The panties, already wet and discolored, didn't need a detailed excuse. The secret place, already salivating, was throbbing, craving something else.
"I should just do it quickly, right? If I keep my voice down..."
Saying that, Einhart's slender arm slid under her clothes.
As if to say hello, she cupped her own modest breasts.
While she sometimes felt discouraged comparing them to Kirin's during training, because she had been stimulating them every day recently, they had become a naughty part that would harden at the tip right away.
The hardened nipple touched the center of her cupped palm.
"Hikk—gu, uuuu...!"
She almost let out a moan from the intense stimulation, but gritted her teeth and held it back at the last second.
"What is this...? It's so tingly...!"
Even without imagining Sho and Kirin's intimate moment, the arousal in her body was already turning any minor stimulus into pleasure.
Einhart knew it was a dangerous act, but she couldn't resist her curiosity.
"No, if I do this too much, I'll get caught...! I shouldn't...!"
She pinched the tip, which had swollen to the size of her pinky fingernail, between her thumb and index finger, applying a little, just a little, pressure.
The erected nipple had a soft, gummy-like elasticity. She rubbed the pleasure nerves inside it. When she rubbed it a little roughly, almost painfully, she was done for.
A fog covered her mind, and she couldn't even tell if she was lying down properly anymore. It was that familiar sensation, where the world in front of her began to flicker and her body stiffened unnaturally.
"My nipple... it's so tight... it feels so good...! Hiu, uah, fukyu...!"
She didn't need to touch her lower mouth, which was already wet and seeking stimulation.
If she just kept playing with this spot, she could easily reach the climax. And Einhart had no intention of stopping.
"No way, already...!? It's, it's coming... I—!"
Regardless of her will, the girl's body convulsed. The heat inside her belly burst all at once, and her consciousness was instantly painted white.
"Haah, haah, haah..."
Einhart panted, her breathing ragged. She had managed to climax without making a sound. Thanks to that, Kirin hadn't woken up.
This kind of act uses up a lot of energy. She had successfully released her pent-up desires, and now she would just sleep for the night—but that wasn't the case.
"I climaxed just from my breasts, just from my chest... It's my first time, but it felt so good..."
Einhart, who hadn't been able to train properly today, had a surplus of energy. Her underwear was damp and sticking to her, refusing to let her finish just yet.
"Maybe I should clear things up down here, too..."
Einhart, feeling impatient, pulled down her pants under the covers. She lifted her hips and, perhaps because no one could see her, did so without any hesitation.
Just before she started to pull them down, she checked the two kinds of fabric digging into her hips—her pants and panties. She briefly wondered if she should pull both down when she touched them with her fingertips, but decided to just pull down her pants.
The fabric that had been concealing her immature crevice was wet and sticking to her.
"Th-this is so soaked... ngh, hyuguu!"
Just by curving her finger and scratching it, a jolt of electricity ran through her body. Her body stiffened on its own, and her mouth, which she had thought was tightly sealed, hung open shamefully.
"It's amazing, my head tingled...! Just from a little scratch...!"
She made a soft sound in her throat and closed her mouth tightly, determined not to make a sound this time.
With her finger, she moved in small, deliberate motions, rubbing the thin fabric—which felt completely different from when she wore it normally—carefully to prevent the stimulation from becoming too strong or making her cry out, yet still getting a firm sense of pleasure.
"Fugu, ahh, hih, ah, pigyu, n-ahhh...!"
Through the fabric, she continued to rub her well-ripened flesh. And then, regardless of her will, a viscous fluid began to overflow.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't control her body at all.
"More, more..."
She gritted her teeth, and a transparent bridge of drool dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the futon.
She no longer had the composure to care about her surroundings. The guilt of being in someone else's house and the thrill of having her friend sleeping next to her weren't even a spice anymore.
The girl's mind was filled with nothing but the greedy desire to torment her own body and climb to the top.
The absorbing capacity of her panties, which had already soaked up water to their limit, was now reaching its breaking point.
"This is going to stain the sheets..."
Einhart's hand felt the wet, saturated fabric. It was the hateful piece of cloth that was protecting her lower mouth, which was throbbing and craving stimulation.
She wanted to scratch it harder and harder, but if she did, it might make a sound, and the love juice seeping out of her underwear might stain the sheets.
Einhart's serious side was somehow holding her back at the very last line.
"Hiaaaaaaaaah!?"
When her finger brushed against the nubbin that had popped out of her now useless panties, it was enough to make Einhart reach a light climax.
However, perhaps because the sound was too loud...
"Ugh, nnn..."
"...!?"
The sleeping face of Kirin next to her stiffened slightly.
Einhart stopped moving her body as if she were paralyzed. However, her body, which had been switched on again, wouldn't obey.
More love juice was produced, and the panties, which could no longer absorb the moisture, let it run down her thighs, creating a stain on the sheets.
"I need to climax, fast...!"
She slid her panties to the side, and Einhart's finger touched her secret parts. The girl's secret parts, which had climaxed once, were now completely soft and mushy.
Her fingertip touched the swollen flesh, and her body shuddered.
"It's, it's this hot..."
When she used her index finger and thumb to spread the lips a little, an endless supply of fluid overflowed from within. Even Einhart had never put anything inside, but just by stroking the entrance with the pad of her finger, her hips shamefully began to thrust.
The grinding of her finger and the hip thrusts of her pristine, un-penetrated flesh were driving Einhart higher and higher.
"Hah, hah, hah, my hips... they're moving on their own...! My body's all tingly... it won't stop...!"
Her immature secret parts became wetter and wetter with love juice. It was spraying not just on her finger, but all over her palm.
If it weren't for the futon, a lewd and sticky sound would have echoed through the room.
At this point, she no longer cared that Kirin was sleeping next to her. The idea of not being noticed had long since vanished.
Her movements became more and more daring. Taking advantage of the increased slickness, the range of her finger's movements expanded.
Her target was, as expected, Einhart's 'favorite' part, which was asserting its presence the most.
To think she had originally slid her panties aside to play with that spot. The stimulation had been so intense that she had completely forgotten about it.
"—Hih! Ahh, ~~~~~, higyu!"
Her finger slid to the now much harder nubbin, her clitoris—and she almost screamed.
It was a feeling distinctly different from anything else. Her trembling finger, shaking with too much pleasure, traced the swollen bundle of nerves.
Slowly, smoothly, as if tightening a silk thread. Going back and forth, back and forth. Even though she wasn't moving her finger that fast, her body automatically curled up, and her belly pulsated unnaturally.
Even though she was already getting a pleasure so intense it felt like her head would burn out, and even though she had already climaxed once, Einhart's lewd movements showed no sign of stopping.
(Something's, something's wrong...! Usually I'm satisfied after just one climax, whether it's from my breasts or down there, and I've never climaxed twice...!)
She was, in fact, getting messed up.
If you looked at Einhart's face, it was obvious. Her open mouth wasn't suppressing a sound, but was instead breathing in short, excited gasps like a dog, a pink tongue peeking out.
Both of her hands were now on her lower mouth.
With one hand, she spread her crevice. She spread the flesh to make it easier to play with the clitoris, the part she most wanted to touch. A transparent thread even stretched across the small gap between the two lips.
Her other hand, of course, stimulated her clitoris. Einhart had been enjoying a pleasure that lasted only a few minutes just by tracing the swollen tip, but she now sought more. She would scratch it with her nail, almost make a sound, and even though she knew it was dangerous, she couldn't stop the act.
"~~~, uuuu! Uuuu!? Fuuu, fuuu... ~~~! Uku...!"
The nail of the finger that was playing with her clitoris caught on the thin skin covering the nubbin. The finger, slick with fluid, sought even more pleasure. Without losing momentum, she moved her finger.
As a result, the sensitive nerve flesh popped out from under the thin skin.
"Higu!?"
Einhart's breathing stopped for a moment.
The clitoris, once freed, asserted its presence even more. The clitoris, now unrestrained, became even harder.
"Ahhh... wh-what is this...!"
Einhart had been masturbating constantly every day recently, but she had never once peeled back the skin of her clitoris. She hadn't even known it was possible.
The exposed bundle of pleasure nerves was so dangerous that just pinching it felt like her consciousness would blow away.
It was a part that would normally only feel pain if handled roughly, but there was no way Einhart would feel pain now.
"—!??"
Instead, she climaxed effortlessly.
The love juice from deep inside her belly gushed onto the hand that was spreading her flesh. It was, without a doubt, the deepest climax she had ever experienced.
"This, this... I didn't know, I didn't know this was a thing..."
In a daze from the climax, she squeezed her peeled clitoris. A powerful lightning bolt struck her foggy consciousness, and her body instantly stiffened.
Einhart was opening one unknown door after another. Even though she had already climaxed twice, she desperately wanted to play with her peeled clitoris.
How good would it feel to play with this? That's all she could think about. Any serious thought was crushed by her broken logic.
"No, no, if I do this too much Kirin-san will wake up...! Just one more time... yeah, just one more time, and I'll stop after I climax with my clitoris...!"
No, no, she kept making excuses, but the hand rubbing the nubbin between her legs didn't stop.
Just one more time. There was no way it would end with that.
"—, —, —"
The girl's desire for 'sex' showed no sign of stopping. Ultimately, what the girl sought was just one thing.
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"—-san, -u-san, Sho-san."
Someone was calling her name. Someone was sitting by the pillow.
When I opened my eyes a little, I could see someone looking down at me. I could vaguely make out the outline of a head. But since I had just woken up and the room was dark, I couldn't tell who it was.
Or rather, for someone to visit this late at night, the number of people was pretty limited.
My consciousness began to awaken. My blurry vision became clear, and I could clearly see the face of my visitor.
"Einhart?"
"Yes. I'm sorry for coming so late at night..."
Einhart, dressed in her pajamas, was there.
In her tense expression, there was something that wasn't usually there. Something I've become quite familiar with since coming to this world.
It was the look of a woman who desired sex, beyond that of a girl in love.
"Yeah. What's wrong? Is something bothering you?"
Knowing this was serious, I sat up and—
"!"
"Whoa!"
Einhart hugged me.
"Einhart?"
I stroked her back. She hugged me tightly, and I was flustered. Kirin was the same, but for her to suddenly be this bold, what happened?
"I saw you."
She spoke into my ear, which was a little ticklish, but I listened to her in that same position.
"Sho-san, did you start dating Kirin-san?"
"Hmm, ah... yeah."
I had some things to explain first, but for now, I decided to just listen.
"I saw you. I saw you twice."
"You saw us twice?"
What did that mean? "Saw us twice?" Honestly, I have no idea...
"The first time was during morning practice. You remember, right, Sho-san? That time Kirin-san made a move on you?"
"You were watching that...?"
It was a shocking truth, but as far as I was concerned, I didn't remember doing anything I'd be embarrassed about being seen. Kirin's behavior was a little questionable, but I had firmly declined as a mature adult.
"And the second time was today."
"Hmm?"
Today?
"Today, just now, I saw you and Kirin-san doing something naughty."
That's a strikeout.
Engaging in sex in someone else's house, especially when we're here for tournament training, is a three-strikes-you're-out situation with no excuses!
My heart was pounding.
...So? Why did Einhart come to me now? From Einhart's perspective, who doesn't know the situation, I'm a man who is already involved with another woman.
"I should have told you sooner."
"Told me what?"
"That I like you, Sho-san."
"..."
Her voice was starting to mix with tears.
My heart, which had been pounding, began to calm down upon hearing Einhart's confession.
"But it's too late now. Kirin-san tried so hard, unlike me, and I know how hard she tried."
"..."
"You can call me the worst. Just this once. No, as many times as you like. I'll be your convenient girl, whenever you want. And then I'll forget everything."
Einhart, who had been hugging me, looked into my eyes. And then...
"Do something naughty with me."
—She pressed her lips against mine.
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