Sunset—
Akira Fujimiya arrived at the Student Council Office, after guiding Saika.
Inside, a group of girls were chatting happily while eating desserts.
Isshiki Iroha quickly spotted him and looked at Akira with a slightly resentful expression in her eyes.
She felt as though she had been deceived by her Senpai—this wasn't the student council she had imagined.
Rather than leading as president, she had become the person responsible for errands and chores.
Patrolling the city, managing supplies, carrying out small tasks—everything was pushed onto her without hesitation.
As a Kouhai (junior), she had no choice but to accept it.
"Don't look at me like that," Akira said, walking over to her with a faint smile. "If you want to become the student council president, you have to go through these tests. Once you really take on the role, you'll realize that what they're giving you now isn't that difficult."
{T/N: Just a reminder, They refers to Yukino and Meguri Shiromeguri}
He reached out and lightly patted her on the head.
"If you became the student council president, I'd definitely be happy to run errands for you. When you're around me, I—"
"What? You want me to be your boyfriend?" Akira interrupted loudly, his tone teasing. "Sorry, you're a great Kouhai, but I already have someone I like."
"…" Iroha froze, staring at him blankly.
The other girls went silent and turned to look at them.
Iroha's face turned bright red under their gazes, and she quickly lowered her head in embarrassment.
"... It looks like I win again," Akira leaned closer and whispered near her ear.
"...Senpai… I'll definitely beat you one day," Iroha murmured, clenching her fists tightly.
"I'll give you another chance," Akira said with a grin as he stood up straight. "When you've made up your mind, confess to me again."
"Senpai!!!" Iroha's face burned red.
Akira simply smiled and turned his gaze toward Yuigahama Yui.
Yuigahama puffed up her cheeks and crossed her arms, clearly unhappy.
"Let's go. It's time to head home," Akira said, walking over to her and holding out his hand.
"Yumiko, Hina," Yuigahama called out to her two friends as she took Akira's hand.
"Goodbye, Shiromeguri-senpai," Ebina Hime said playfully.
"See you tomorrow, Shiromeguri-senpai," Miura Yumiko added with a polite bow, holding onto Kawasaki Keika's hand as they left together.
Meguri Shiromeguri watched them go, then glanced over at Isshiki beside her.
"See you tomorrow, Shiromeguri-senpai," Iroha said quickly before bowing and hurrying out of the room.
.....
On the way back to Sakurasou.
"Akira-kun, there are so many girls who like you," Yuigahama muttered, looking sideways at him.
"I just think that Kouhai is interesting. I don't like her like that. Don't misunderstand," Akira said casually.
{T/N: I see.... Lets hope}
"I heard she often goes to the tennis courts to watch you play," Yuigahama pressed, narrowing her eyes.
"She likes tennis," Akira replied smoothly.
"I don't believe that…" Yuigahama turned her head away, pouting.
"Alright, fine. You're right—she likes me, a little." Akira sighed and gently took her hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it.
"...Another girl you can't refuse?" Yuigahama lowered her gaze, voice soft.
"It hasn't come to that," Akira replied, shaking his head. "We're just a Senpai and a Kouhai. She's smart—she wouldn't accept that I already have other girlfriends."
Yuigahama's expression softened.
She looked up at him quietly.
Akira stopped walking and gently pulled her into his arms.
"If I ever meet a girl I truly can't refuse," he said quietly, "I'll tell you."
"Yukino and I can understand that," Yuigahama murmured against his chest, "but we won't forgive you if you lie to us."
Akira chuckled softly. "You two really are little idiots."
....
After dinner,
Akira accompanied Miura Yumiko and Ebina Hime to the train station.
The same routine—
Ring! Ring!
On his way home, his phone rang.
He glanced at the screen—it was Hanada Yui.
"Have you found the maid I asked for?" Akira asked after answering.
"I have," Hanada replied. "She has a driver's license, a daughter, knows how to drive, and can take care of children."
"How much is the salary?"
"Three hundred thousand yen a month."
"Good. Tomorrow, help me buy a car—not an expensive one, just something reliable. At noon, have Nanako Tamura drive her to school." Akira's voice was calm but pleased.
"Understood," Hanada Yui said before hanging up.
.....
When Akira returned to Sakurasou, he went straight to Hiratsuka Shizuka's room and knocked on the door.
Knock-knock- knock
A moment later, the door opened.
Creakkk—
Hiratsuka-sensei stood there with a puzzled expression. "Fujimiya? What is it this time?"
"Sensei, you'll be very busy soon. I know you plan to provide free tutoring for the Gardening and Cooking Departments," Akira said directly.
"What are you getting at?" Hiratsuka frowned slightly.
"I've found a maid who can drive—"
"I get it," Hiratsuka cut him off. "I'll take her to school in the morning, and your maid can pick her up in the afternoon."
She glanced at the Kawasaki household door across the hall.
"Thank you for understanding. If it's not too much trouble, may I come in for some tea?" Akira asked politely.
"Go to bed early," Hiratsuka replied flatly and closed the door in his face.
"..... "
Akira stared at the closed door and smiled faintly—it was exactly the response he expected.
Then he turned and knocked on the next door.
Knock-knock- knock
This time, Saki Kawasaki answered.
Her cheeks flushed slightly when she saw him standing there.
"I found a maid," Akira said gently. "You can go pick up your sister after school yourself now."
"Don't say it's a bother—I'm not afraid of trouble. And with our relationship, there's no need to be so polite." He added before she can say anything.
He took her hand lightly as he spoke.
"Thank you," Saki murmured, accepting his help quietly.
"Is Keika in the living room?" Akira asked.
"She's studying in her room," Saki replied softly.
Akira nodded, then leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead before releasing her hand.
"Good night."
"Good night…"
Saki's cheeks were bright red as she watched him walk upstairs.
.....
Later that night,
When Akira opened the door to his apartment, he noticed Yuigahama Yui hiding in the corner.
"What's wrong? Why are you hiding?" he asked as he slipped off his shoes.
"Akira-kun…" Yui's voice was small and shy.
As he looked up, Akira froze.
Yuigahama was wearing the swimsuit he had picked out for her when they went shopping together.
"..."
Yui wanted to speak but couldn't — her face was too red.
Akira immediately understood what she meant.
He walked past her without a word.
Yui lowered her head and followed him, her steps small and hesitant.
When they reached the bathroom, Akira glanced at the steaming bathtub, then turned back to look at her.
Her face was crimson, her eyes downcast—adorable in every way.
"Who taught you this?" Akira asked gently.
"Hina…" Yui answered honestly.
"Really? When we get the chance to go to the beach, maybe i'll see what kind of swimsuit she wears," Akira teased, stepping closer.
"Akira-kun, you big bad guy…" Yui muttered in embarrassment.
Click!
Akira quietly closed the bathroom door.
....
Inside the Bathroom—
Yui and Akira stood below the shower, one half-naked while other in her swimsuit were locked in an embrace, their bodies pressed together as if magnetized, unable to resist the pull between them, as the water ran down on them.
"Mmmm!?"
KISS!
Yui, clad in a tight blue swimsuit that hugged her curves like a second skin, felt her heart race as Akira's lips crashed against hers in a deep, kiss.
His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer and closer, while her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers tangling in his damp hair, deepening the kiss, as they both started sucking each others tongue—
Kiss! Slurpp! Kiss! Kiss!
Suck! Slurp! Kiss!
The kiss was hungry, desperate, as if they'd been starving for each other and this was their only meal.
Akira's body was a contrast of vulnerability and strength—naked except for a towel slung low around his hips, barely concealing the evidence of his desire—
His muscles flexed beneath Yui's nervous touch, his skin warm and damp from the shower.
The towel did little to hide his throbbing cock, pressing insistently against the fabric as if yearning to break free.
"!!!"
Yui's breath quickened as she felt it, her lips parting slightly in a gasp as their kiss finally broke, with the sting of saliva connected them.
"Haa.. Haa.. "
Her face flushed, cheeks tinged with pink, and her chest rose and fell in ragged gasps.
Akira's gaze, dark and teasing, sent shivers down her spine, his eyes roaming over her with desire.
Yui didn't resist — she didn't try to hide her body from his gaze— she was determined to please him — she would have never been able to do it, if not for Hina's suggestions.
"Akira-kun, let me help you... " Yui said shyly, her eyes filled with determination.
"Alright~" Akira said teasing, his face carried a small smile, after seeing Yui expression.
With a soft smile and blushing face, Yui reached for the soap, her movements slow yet determined.
"Mhmm!"
Her perky breasts grazed his chest as she leaned in, the contact sending a jolt of electricity through her.
Her nipples hardened instantly, peeking through the thin fabric of her swimsuit, and she couldn't help but notice Akira's eyes flicker downward, a hungry glint in their depths.
Her heart started pounding loudly as she began to run her hands through his muscular body, her hands gliding over his broad shoulders, down his chiseled chest, and across his stomach, her touch soft and awkward.
Yui face was getting warm, her eyes blurry, her touch lingering over his body, her fingers tracing patterns on his skin.
As she worked on his body, Yui felt his rock-hard cock press against her stomach, the thin towel doing little to disguise his need.
"Hng!"
Her breath hitched, and she paused, as she shyly raised her head, her eyes meeting his.
The air between them crackled with tension, the warmth of the room intensifying with every passing second.
Akira's gaze was unwavering, his desire written plainly across his face, yet there was a tenderness too, a silent understanding that made her heart flutter.
Then—
"Ahhh!"
Finished with the soap, Akira swept her into his arms, lifting her in a princess carry that made her gasp.
Her body trembled with anticipation as he lowered them into the warm bathtub, the water lapping at her swimsuit-clad form.
She was now seating above him, in his lap as the heat enveloping her, her nipples tightening further as the fabric clung to her skin, as she felt his hard dick pressing against her ass.
"Mhmm! Mmm!"
Akira's hands roamed freely, his touch bold yet reverent.
He squeezed her breasts, his thumbs circling her erect nipples, teasing them through the fabric until she moaned softly, arching her back in response.
His cock pressed insistently against her soft ass, sending waves of pleasure through her.
Yui's body ached with need, with pleasure.
She felt his hand lowering towards her stomach, before goings towards her thighs. But he didn't tough her private part. He continue his teasing on her body, massaging her soft thigh, occasionally bring it near her wet panties before sliding it away.
Yui frustrated, turn her head to look at him—
Their eyes meet.
Akira was looking at her, with a teasing smile, as his fingers continue to pinch and play with her nipples through her clothes, while his other hand sliding across her thigh, getting near her pussy but never touching it.
Yui not being able to take it anymore — shifted her position, sliding between his legs, her movements deliberate as she positioned herself to face him.
The towel fell away, revealing his painfully hard dick, thick and throbbing, the head glistening with pre-cum.
"Hghn!"
Her breath caught in her throat, no matter how many time she show it, she can never believe that she was able to took it inside her mouth, her pussy getting wet at the side of it. As she unconsciously sniff it.
As she reached out, her fingers brushing the length of him, her touch light and teasing.
"Does it hurt?" she whispered, her voice shy yet laced with desire.
Akira nodded, his eyes dark with lust, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Can you do something about it?"
Without replying, Yui leaned forward, her lips parting as she took him into her mouth.
"Haa~"
Slurpppp~! Slurrpp~! Slurrpp~!
Her head bobbed slowly, her wet mouth working its magic, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head.
Lick! Slurp! Slurrpp!
Suck! Slurp! Succk!
She continue to bobbed her head up-and-down, her eyes continue to look at him, as she continue her blowjob before —
Thrust!
Schlick! Schick! Schlick!
Suck! Suck! Slurp!
She took him deep inside her throat, her throat tightening around him as she took him as far as she could, her hands gripping his thighs for leverage, as she closed her eyes, her eyes getting filled with tears —.
Akira's breath hitched, his body tensing as he neared the edge. "Fuck, Yui…" he groaned, his voice thick with need.
"Mmph!"
She moaned around him, the vibrations sending him spiraling closer to the brink.
Slurp! Suck! Slurp!
Schlick! Schlick! Schick!
Suck! Slurp! Suck!
Slurrpp! Slurrrp!
Her mouth was relentless, her lips sliding up and down his shaft, her tongue tracing the practice patterns that can bring him more pleasure.
She slowly open her eyes, as tears started to flow down. But she didn't pulled back, she was determined to please him.
SUUCCKK~!
She sucked him deeply, her cheeks hollowing as she drew him deeper, her fingers digging into his thighs.
Akira's hands tangled in her hair, guiding her, his hips bucking slightly as he fought for control. "I'm close…" he warned, his voice a rough whisper.
But Yui didn't stop.
SLURPP! SUCK! SLURRRPP~!
SCHLICK! SLURRP! SCHLICK!
SURP! SLURP! SUCK!
She quickened her pace, her mouth hot and wet, her tongue flicking over the tip as she drew him closer to the edge.
THRUST~!
With a final, desperate thrust—
SPLAAAT! SPLAAATTT!
Akira came, his body arching as he spilled into her eager mouth.
"MMMPHH!"
GULP! GULP! GULP!
His seed was thick and warm, and Yui swallowed, her eyes never leaving his, her expression one of pure satisfaction.
As she pulled away, a satisfied smile played on her lips, her breath coming in short gasps.
Akira's eyes locked onto hers, his desire visible in his eyes.
Yui's swimsuit clung to her body, the fabric damp and clinging, while Akira's towel lay forgotten on the floor.
Yui leaned forward, her lips brushing his dick gently, a soft kiss.
Mwah~!
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice shy and full of emotion, as she look at him, his dick pressing against her cheek.
Akira smiled, his arms pulling her closer, as his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing her flushed skin.
"You are the best," he replied, his voice hoarse but sincere.
Yui smile brighten, at his words.
As they cleaned themselves again, as he remove Yui's swimsuit to wash her, before leaving the bathroom and going to Akira's bedroom to sleep.
.....
The next morning.
Akira didn't go out for his usual morning run.
He felt it no longer benefited him.
His physical condition had improved far beyond average—perhaps even surpassing Hiratsuka-sensei herself.
Unless he ran ten kilometers every morning, it wouldn't make much difference.
And if he had that much time, it was better spent at the tennis courts—he could train and teach Saika Totsuka at the same time.
So, instead of jogging, he chose to draw his manga — Non Non Biyori.
When he was nearly finished, he called out to Yuigahama Yui and bought her clothes to her.
Yui yawned sleepily, not even minding that Akira was right beside her.
He watched her struggle to dress — still sleepy, her slow movements making him sigh softly.
Such a waste of time.
So, he decided to help.
That "help" woke her up instantly.
"A-Akira-kun, I—I can do it myself!"
"I'll help you," he said calmly. "I'm happy to help."
He spoke while looking directly at her, his tone gentle but teasing.
Yui's face turned scarlet, but she couldn't bring herself to resist.
In the end, she let him help her.
With Akira's "assistance," it took her twenty minutes just to finish dressing.
Reason — He get carried away with his hand.
When they were done, the two washed up, grabbed their commuter bags, and headed downstairs together, to have their breakfast.
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