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Chapter 61: Discommunication

Translated by SoundOfDestinyEdited by Zil

“Fu…I……. I had sex with Kirishima-kun…..”

In the aftermath of the first experience, Fujiyoshi Yuri was lying on the floor of the library in a limp state – or rather, collapsed.

Her face is a mess with the mixture of tears, snot, and drool, but for Ran, he thinks it’s kinda cute.

Yuri can’t believe that just a moment ago she was in pain from losing her virginity, and then she climaxed almost at the same time as Ran!

Once again, Ran was impressed by the power of the ability to increase sensitivity held by the ‘sexual lunatic’.

Anyway, if this is Yuri’s first time and she has been messed up so badly, she’s bound to be exhausted.

Hiding her apple-red face in her arms, Yuri let out a strange laugh: ” Nihehe “.

“It felt good, Kirishima-kun.”

Letting out a hot breath, Yuri caught Ran’s face with a passionate gaze.

The gesture seemed unusually cute and Ran patted Yuri on the head.

“Nihehe”

As if in response to Ran’s affectionate gesture, Yuri drools happily and rubs against Ran’s arm.

Yuri’s silky hair tickles Ran’s fingertips and is strangely comforting. After scooping up her fringes and letting them hang down, he reached for her slightly dishevelled twin-tails, gently grabbed them, and rubbed them in his hands.

When Ran was living a normal school life, he used to think, “What kind of high schooler has twin tails?” But when Ran took a closer look at her again, he realized that twin-tailed hair goes well with Yuri.

She also has a slightly childish and innocent expression. The sweet, deliberately flirtatious dialogue that seems to have been influenced by anime and manga. The pale pink cardigan that seems a bit outlandish to match the plain sailor suit. The way it’s worn with moe sleeves, as if it were an important matter.

Everything is so lovely.

It seems as if Ran gave in to his sexual urges and she fell into the third level at once, but he is convinced that he did the right thing.

Like Sayaka, she has had very little contact with boys (although Ran himself has ever had any contact with other girls), and he doesn’t remember having any special interest in the opposite sex in his school life. Looking at it this way, Ran wondered how he could have missed out on such a lovely girl.

While playing with Yuri’s twin tails, Ran glanced at her figure again.

Her ribbons are loose and her twin tails are coming undone, but her upper body is almost exactly the same as it was before the act, probably because they made love while still wearing their school uniforms and cardigans.

She is a quiet, artsy girl, and her skirt, which is stretched to her knees, is beautifully rolled up. Her white thighs, which would never normally be exposed to the outside world, are beautifully exposed.

Of course, it’s not just her thighs. In addition to the bra, a pair of polka-dot trousers with uneven top and bottom are pulled down from the inner thighs, revealing a beautiful split cave.

Ran thought it’s a very erotic sight to wear nothing on the lower half of the body, and the girl’s part is exposed. What can he say, although the underwear is quite cute, the only important part is the face has come out plumply, it is also immoral, and it seems to be something strange and erotic.

Her lower abdomen is such a catastrophe, but from the knees down she is as normal as her upper body. Her black high socks, which reach just below the knee, her calves, while her heels and toes are tucked quietly into her loafers.

Ran doesn’t know why such an unbalanced scene excites him so much.

The top half of her body and her feet are the same as those of her classmates, but the bottom half of her body – only the important hole in her crotch – has been messed up.

While grasping Yuri’s twin tails, before Ran knew it, his gaze had caught at Yuri’s lower abdomen and it was stuck.

Yuri’s pussy overflows with thick semen as it twitches and twitches. Ran already had his first ejaculation. He should have had plenty of everything out of his desire.

Ran’s rod slowly but powerfully becomes erect.

“….Fujiyoshi-san”

“Huh?　What’s wrong, Kirishima-kun? Your face is scary. —- Hey! I’ve just ejaculated so much. Wait, I’m not ready yet… Wait, please, Kirishima-kun!　If you put something like that in me now. I’m really going to go crazy.”

Her screams fell on deaf ears as Ran thrust his hips into her cave, which was still spilling a waterfall of white.

“I’m not done! I’m still… ah! Wait, don’t move, oh no!　Don’t move, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, —-!”

A hard erect rod is pushed into her sensitive cave.

The recoil caused a flood of semen to flow out of her. Yuri turns her body upside down with a jolt.

“Wait, oh!　Wait, oh, wait, wait, wait!　Oh, no, no, no!　No, no, no, no. —-!!”

Not quite a cartoon voice, but a girlish, clear, high-pitched voice, Yuri makes a lovely scream. However, this only served to arouse Ran’s desire to reproduce.

Looking at Yuri, who is shaking her loose twin-tails, Ran gently takes her lips. The kisses rain down on her, but Ran doesn’t stop shaking his hips. As she does so, he pours her hot semen into Yuri’s womb.

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“Huh……?”

The blinding light burned her eyes through her eyelids.

Yuri’s body felt heavy. She tried to put some strength into her hips, to jump up with her usual vigour, but a strange weariness engulfed her and she couldn’t do it.

Holding her head in a daze, Yuri applied a healing spell to herself. With no training in combat, Yuri’s healing magic didn’t relieve the exhaustion and drowsiness, but the fever-like lassitude and the strange sensation that consumed the depths of her stomach quickly disappeared without a trace.

“… ummm? I must have slept wrong again. ……”

Stretching out her arms and sighing prettily, Yuri rolled over.

She felt a chilly sensation on her cheeks and shoulders. Feeling uncomfortable on the hard floor, Yuri’s eyes widened.

With a movement that made her want to ask what had happened to the languid feeling she had just experienced, she sat up quickly. While supporting her wobbly head with her hands, Yuri looked around and her face turned bright red as she remembered what had happened last night.

“……ah, that’s right. Yesterday I climbed the stairs to adulthood.”

It was her first hug, her first kiss and her first-time having sex. And without giving her any time to soak up the afterglow, she was tortured to the hilt in her sensitive cave that had just cum.

For Yuri, who was experiencing everything for the first time, after sex was a little too stimulating.

It’s not that Ran haven’t played with her, adding with her under the influence of erotic cartoons, but Yuri never had anything go deep into her, and she never thought that Ran will be that rough with her.

“But it was really good.”

Yuri will never forget the look on Ran’s face the moment they finished having sex for the second time.

It was sexier and cuter than any wise face she had ever seen in any ecchi manga. And what’s more, when she thinks of a boy making that kind of face when he had sex with her, she can’t help but feel happy, embarrassed, and all kinds of other emotions. In a word – it was great.

She didn’t have the mental capacity to take the time to immerse herself in her own pleasure, but if Ran looked that happy, then that was enough to satisfy Yuri.

Yuri would have liked to illustrate it and leave it behind while the memory is still vivid, but for some reason she feels like it would be a shame to turn Ran’s – her beloved classmate’s – happy face into a picture that anyone could see. She doesn’t feel like painting it.

(Note: surprisingly wholesome?!)

She once saw a TV programme where a man who had seen a spectacular view that moved him to tears said that he wanted to keep it in his memories, not take a picture of it. Yuri wondered if this was the same kind of feeling, and she wondered if it was a bit rude. Yuri’s feeling is completely different from the feeling she has for the scenery she doesn’t photograph. Yuri’s feeling of bewilderment is simply a desire for exclusivity. There is no need to compare the two. A spectacular view and a scene at its peak are two very different things. But all in all for her, they are the same thing.

Yuri’s cheeks relax softly as she thinks about trivial things.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she took the empty bottle from under the desk. After a quick look around, she slips down her polka-dot shorts, presses the tip of the bottle against her skirt, feeling slightly superior to what she was doing yesterday. Her hips shudder with pleasure.

(Note: I take it back)

Eventually when she was done, her face flushed with pleasure, as she rolled the bottle of golden liquid under the desk.

As she rubbed her eyes sleepily and let out a mad laugh, remembering last night’s act, Yuri’s chuuni-chuuni sensor detected a faint presence approaching from the corridor.

She hurriedly put back her squishy face like a maiden in love, coughed once, and then turned to face the approaching presence.

“Good morning, Fujiyoshi-san. I see you did not return to your room last night.”

Emi Otomezaki, the object of Yuri’s attention sensor, appears with her usual smile, her long black hair that reaches her back fluttering.

Emi smiles with a carefree smile, she rubbed her eyes, which were tear-stained from sleepiness, and let out a small sigh as she sat next to Yuri.

There was a sweet scent in the air, and Yuri couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.—

Even the smell of her own sex is too close for comfort. Yuri wonders if Emi will notice the smell of cum wafting from Yuri.

“I’m sure I didn’t do anything wrong – I mean, if I had, I would have been in trouble last night – but for some reason I feel strangely guilty.”

Yuri blinked her eyes and sweat dripped from her nervousness, but whether she knew it or not, Emi kept a soft smile on her face and looked at Yuri’s.

After a while, she stood up and hugged Yuri tightly.

“Eh, Emirin?”

“Fujiyoshi-san”

The soft breasts that have grown so well were pressed against her breasts, and Yuri couldn’t help but drool and say, “Ghehehe”.

Yuri has climbed the stairs to adulthood as a girl, but she can’t help it. It’s become a habit. She has a habit of projecting herself onto the main character at every turn and having a lot of fun with her friends – the saga of the rotten girl.

Soothed by Emi’s limbs, Yuri shows her usual everyday face. After gazing at such a pure, innocent and childlike face, Emi lowered her eyebrows as if she was troubled by something.

“Fujiyoshi-san. Are you facing trouble?”

“Ehehe. Nothing at all. If I had to say, I’d say I’m overwhelmed by the fact that I’m in a situation where it’s very difficult to keep my wits about me when I’m being hugged by the lovely, soft Emirin.”

Indeed, if Yuri were asked if she was pushing herself, and she would say she wasn’t, she would be lying.

But it’s not just Yuri, it’s all of her classmates. Suddenly summoned to a strange world, half forced to undergo combat training, in an inorganic world without any entertainment, this situation to live only to return to the original world by defeating the demon king. In all honesty, there isn’t a single person who isn’t overwhelmed. It is a miracle that none of them have gone mad.

Anyway, such is the case with Emi, who is in the same situation.

It’s not a question they need to ask themselves again.

What Emi is talking about is something else.

Emi must have noticed the scent of boys – or perhaps semen – wafting from Yuri.

And she – Emi – probably thinks that while Yuri was asleep, she was forcibly or secretly raped or used as a sex toy without permission.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed it yourself, but …… Fujiyoshi-san is a cutie.”

She puts her hand on Yuri’s shoulder and they face each other. Their gazes momentarily intersect, but Emi quickly looks away.

“When a boy first met you, they thought you were a normal girl, and the boys started to get close with you BUT there have been times when the boys around you have been turned off by the fantasies that have come out of your head!!”

“I’m sorry, Emi. I know you don’t have any bad intentions, but if you dig up any more of my black history, I’ll probably lose zero life points……”

While saying “uggohh”, Yuri presses her hands to Emi’s chest area. Because of the hug, Yuri’s hands are sandwiched between Emi’s breasts, but she doesn’t have the mental space to enjoy the feeling right now.

“I know that boys at my age – including me – sneak around. But Fujiyoshi-san is a lovely girl. …So please, don’t do anything that would make you feel bad about your body…….”

Emi’s hand on Yuri’s shoulder shakes slightly.

But contrary to Emi’s expectation, what Yuri felt was different. It’s not like she’s been forced into it by someone she doesn’t even know. It’s the semen of a loved one who made love with her and wanted to have it poured into her cave.

How much easier it would have been if Yuri could have said to Emi – face to face.

Yuri’s emotions are so mixed up that no words can come out.

Maybe it’s her reservedness towards Emi, maybe it’s the regret that she gave up her first time as a maiden after one night of lust, or maybe it’s just that she can’t put together the right words to convince Emi.

Feeling Emi’s embrace all around her, Yuri is unable to say anything.

However, if she keeps quiet about it, it will only cause Emi to be heartbroken because of her unnecessary worry.

There was no need to make Emi feel hurt or anxious because of Yuri’s selfishness.

“It’s alright. I’m not that easy, and I’ll be careful from now on.”

“…… Fujiyoshi-san?”

“I’m not as hurt as you think, Emirin. I’d rather not have Emirin worry about me because of me.”

“I don’t think I’m—”

Emi was about to say something, but the words never left her mouth and were swallowed quietly in the back of her throat.

Emi had seen – or rather, realized.

She saw in her eyes that Yuri’s expression was not one of pretence or vanity, but one of a maiden in love. And what it means, Emi has guessed.

Emi’s face clouded momentarily at the truth of Yuri’s behaviour.

However, Yuri did not notice the change in Emi.

And what’s more – she didn’t even need to notice anymore.