Chu!
The soft, fleeting press of her lips left a lingering warmth on my skin as we stood in the middle of the crowded school hallway.
The bustling chatter of students passing by completely faded into the background as Miyako looked up at me.
“Can I wait at your house?” she asked, her sky-blue eyes completely hopeful.
“No, you need to go home.
Your mom specifically instructed me to make you go home after school today.” “B-but I’ll be lonely.
Please?” She took a tiny step closer, her hand subtly tugging at the edge of my uniform blazer as she looked up at me through her eyelashes.
“Miyako, if you don’t stop, I’ll spank you in front of everyone,” I whispered, leaning down just enough so my voice wouldn’t carry over the loud chatter of the surrounding students.
I expected her to immediately blush, look away, and behave like a proper schoolgirl.
Instead, she leaned in slightly, a dangerous little spark lighting up her gaze.
“But, I’ll be lonely!” ‘Did she seriously just double down?’ I blinked, thoroughly stunned by her sheer boldness.
She wasn’t backing away at all; she was actively looking for it, completely uncaring of the dozens of people walking past us.
Well, I couldn’t back out here as a man, so!
Pa!
“Go home, and if your mom says it’s fine, you can come over.” “Kya~ Okay~!” A beautiful, deep crimson instantly stained her cheeks, her previous complaints completely melting away into a state of total satisfaction.
Chu!
She surged forward to kiss me again, immediately after achieving her goal she spun on her heel and skipped off toward her group of friends.
The girls were standing a few yards away, staring at the two of us with wide-eyed, completely speechless expressions, their mouths hanging slightly open.
I gently shook my head, a helpless smile tugging at my lips as I adjusted my school bag.
I turned to finally walk away, but that exit got stopped just as quickly as I thought it.
“Hey, can I talk to you for a second?” “Huh?
Hori-san, right?” I paused, turning my head to recognize the long, flowing chestnut hair of the girl standing right in front of me.
She was holding her textbook tightly against her chest, looking at me with a mix of curiosity and hesitation.
“You know me?” “You are quite popular in my class, and I’ve seen you once or twice in passing.” “At least I don’t have to introduce myself.
I’ll hurry it up though, because Miyako’s stare is really piercing right now.” I looked over, and yeah.
Miyako wasn’t having this conversation in the slightest.
She had stopped walking away, turning around to glare directly at us from down the hall.
Her blue eyes were almost as cold as Yukino’s, completely stripped of the sweet warmth she had just shown me a few seconds ago.
“So what’s up, Hori-san?” “I heard you and her…” “Yes, does that have something to do with you, though?” I kept my expression entirely neutral, keeping my posture straight and unmoving.
“No, but I want to protect my best friend.
If you’re plann—” “Spare me the cliché talk.
You see the ring on her finger?
That’s my answer.
I have somewhere to be.” I wasn’t trying to be rude.
Seriously.
It’s just that if I acted any kind of nice, Miyako would definitely not spare Hori.
“Damn, she found a good one…” ‘W-What the fuck?’ I almost tripped hearing her.
The moment I turned the corner, another person interrupted me.
“Hey.” “Miyamura-san?” “Yeah.” “I’m going to assume you heard how I just spoke to her.
And I want you to know that if I didn’t speak like that, Hori-san would be dealing with a whole lot of trouble from Miyako.” “How’d you know what I was thinking?
Are you psychic?” “No, it’s common sense with the evidence.
Anyway, I would appreciate it if you could apologize to your girlfriend for me, and I’m sorry, but I really have somewhere to be.” I went to walk past him but got stopped again.
“Uh.
Wait a second.” “Yes?” I really didn’t get what was going on with this couple today.
First the girlfriend, now the boyfriend.
“You see…” he began, his voice dropping to a low, incredibly embarrassed whisper as he rubbed the back of his neck, carefully explaining the exact nature of his bizarre dilemma.
“You’re coming to the Service Club for this?” I asked, raising an eyebrow in complete disbelief.
“Yes.” “Follow me, then.
I have to let Yukino know I’m not ditching, at least.” The two of us made our way down the quieter hallway toward the clubroom.
Yukino was sitting there at her usual desk, a book held elegantly in her hands, the faint sound of turning pages the only noise in the clean, sparse space.
“I got a request, but it’s a man thing.
I just wanted to let you know I’m not skipping out on my duties.” “Hm.
I should have planned for this after the whole Irido thing…” Yukino closed her book with a soft sigh, looking up at me with her typical, calm composure.
“Add me on Line, and just text me this stuff from now on so you don’t have to march into the room every time.” “Really?” I quickly got my phone out, scanned her QR code, and added her.
“I’ll text you when I’m heading back.” “Hm.” Yukino calmly nodded and went straight back to her reading while Miyamura and I turned around, heading to the best, most completely secluded spot in the entire school.
The roof!
The heavy metal door clicked shut behind us, leaving us out in the open air.
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the concrete floor as the wind rustled our uniforms.
“So let me get this right.
Your Hori and my Miyako have the same kink?” “Yeah.” “And you don’t know how to handle it?” “Well, yeah.
I just don’t know when I should do it.” “Hmmmm.
I see.
You can perform, but you don’t know when to,” I nodded.
“To put it simply, you have to be able to read the atmosphere.
You also have to understand that there are times when you need to lean back in some areas and push forward in others.
Because you can’t simply always be the one on top, they kind of like it when you give them a lead, then you take it back.” “Uh huh.
How do I do that?” “My man, women are the most complicated creatures and the simplest.
When they like you it’s simple, and when they don’t give a damn it’s like trying to get an end to pi.
Fortunately, she likes you a lot from what I can tell.” Miyamura smiled.
“To answer your doubts, a simple showing of dominance would be when you guys are planning to eat.
One, you let her list out options, then you choose the final place with absolutely no back-and-forth.
Two, order extra without asking her.
This is the lowest, most basic form.
The highest form is, well, too explicit to say out loud out here, but you have to show her who’s boss in the bedroom, my man.” “But?” “Hah.
You’ve heard of porn, right?
Just sneak some, watch it, and learn.” “I know this is going to be weird, but, f—from what I heard from Kyouko, you really put—” “End that sentence there, and don’t ever utter it again.” I gave no other option, my tone turning incredibly sharp, completely cutting off his train of thought before he could finish.
“I can see exactly where you’re going with this.
My man, just bite her ear gently or pull her hair back while you’re getting busy.
That’s all the advice I’m offering.” Miyamura nodded quickly, his face flushing.
“My bad, man.” “Hah.
No.
No.
You definitely have it rough if she’s the exact same as my Miyako.
Another tip by the way.
Start working out, dude.” Miyamura’s face scrunched up.
“Is that…” “It’s a must, dude.” “Taru might know a place,” he whispered.
“I’m going back now, is that cool?” “Ah, yeah.
Thanks again.” “No problem.
Next time, sneak in some porn or something and learn.” I closed the door to the roof and sent Yukino a text about my coming arrival.