Iro Road High School - Opening Ceremony -
The third years had their ceremony earlier, so this current reception was for the new students. Sumire looked around the place in a daze. It still felt a bit weird to her. She only just came to this school, but she would eventually have to say goodbye to everybody. This is a nice place; it is a shame that she found out about it too late.
'If I attended this school from the start, would something have changed?'
The people here and the environment is good for her. While there are the usual issues like jealous girls, she does not feel suffocated in this place. Is it because there is less pressure on her here?
Feeling warmth lingers on her hands, she notices that Yuhi brushed them deliberately when he picked up the box. Sumire blinked, but before she could react, he was already walking over to the other end of the hallway.
Before the first years finished with the opening ceremony, they had to finish clearing up the classrooms for unnecessary stuff and replace the equipment. The principal picked some people to display their artwork, of course, that included her and Yuhi.
The painting Yuhi picked was his recent festival piece. Even though Yuhi has many outstanding paintings from the past two years, he still chose the recent one. She only just came to this school, so she had nothing else other than the festival piece.
Is he trying to flirt with her? A hum escaped her lips at that thought. It seems like they both have the same idea. She picked up one of the boxes and walked over to the other end of the hall. Yuhi was helping somebody set up his work.
She slumped her head on his back.
"You alright?" Yuhi turned around.
"Ah-huh."
The warmth of his hand, he's so kind. "Didn't want to disturb you and Shin, but I was watching you. If you still feel bad, rest,
Sumire nodded. She buries her face on his chest, and Kiryu's hands, his strong, large hands that hold her so lovingly was once again caressing her hair gently.
"If you need anything, just say it. Anything, I'll give it to you."
Ah.
"What about you, Yuhi?"
"You already gave me enough, the other day."
The other day, '.ore, you want more? Thank you.' C--come to think of it, she behaved quite boldly. What was with that nightgown? Aika suggested that she wore it, but she did not have to agree. Sumire deeply sighed. She was the one who intended to seduce and tease Yuhi, but in the end, he got the upper hand. She does not understand how that man takes advantage of her every single time.
"So, let me do something for you today."
"Give yourself to me?"
".... you, really are killing me."
Sumire tilted her head confused, but Yuhi was already dragging her down the hallway. Yuhi stopped once they reached the back of the staircase, he pushed her against the wall. Soon his lips fell on hers. He kissed her so passionately and ran his hands through her back.
"Yu--" Her sentence fell short when he nibbled her bottom lip. What is he trying to do now?
"I'll do what you say. So, stop being cute just for a few minutes. It's getting dangerous."
Cute? But she didn't do anything? Sure since earlier, she stared at him a few times. However, that was all she did. "Yuhi-san--"
"This is nice; you're so soft."
Uwaaaaahhhh! Woaaaahhh? Dangerous, this is dangerous...
"Mmmm, it's nice that you switched to the spring uniform before leaving."
"N--nice for who?"
"I wonder, this benefits us both after all," Yuhi muttered as he licked her earlobe. A soft moan passed her lips. "Mm, you really are tasty today."
"We have to work."
"They won't miss us if I'm quick."
That's true.
"Sumire, do you want this?"
She shyly nods, and Yuhi laughed. She does still feel embarrassed, but since the other day, it felt like something has changed.
The remaining space completely vanished.
Hearing him chuckle against her ear, she hits him lightly. Or at least she was supposed to; he grabs her hands and kisses between her fingers.
Thump, thump. Sumire felt the rapid sound of her heartbeat.
"I like it when your nervous," Yuhi admitted. "I don't mind if you are always like this. Sure I like your confident self, but it makes me want you more when you are like this."
"That's a weird fetish Yuhi."
Isn't he going to stop kissing her fingers? It feels weird... Her heart is already beating so loudly. But, indeed, she doesn't want him to stop. Before Yuhi could do anything else, something comes flying in their direction and hits his head.
"Ouch..."
Uh... Sumire looked at the large book that fell on the ground. She glanced over and saw an angry looking Asami.
"Inside. Work."
Yuhi exhaled deeply. "Can't you see you are interrupting something?"
Asami glared, and Yuhi immediately pulled away.
"Alright, alright. Sheesh."
He quickly fixes her clothes up.
"We'll have to continue this later."
Sumire nodded. The places he touched just now still feels hot.
Yuhi mumbled against his ear. "Music building, room 555. One of the practice rooms>"
"Y--yes."
He hugs her for a good five minutes. Yuhi patted her head and told her to be good. He dropped his coat around her and left.
She wanted to go with him but when she saw her friend walk in the opposite direction. Sumire understood that she had to follow.
This was the first time she saw Asami get mad like this. But then again, since earlier, Sumire noted how serious the girl seemed. She thought it was just her imagination at first, but just now she saw it.
"Asami-san, are you frustrated about something?" Sumire asked.
She still isn't close enough with her to tell. Despite the girl's friendly approach, Sumire felt closer to Aika.
At that comment, the girl turned around with a tearful expression. "You have to help me."