"I bought it just for you," she whispered. "Do you like it?"
A pause.
Kure Ragna exhaled.
"..."
Kushida licked her lips. "Come here."
He stepped forward, and she wasted no time in grabbing his arm, pulling him onto the bed with her. Just as she leaned in, her breath warm against his skin, he asked, "You really bought this just for me?"
She nodded without hesitation. "Of course. But I can take it off anytime if necessary." Her fingers traced along his wrist, her voice growing softer, more teasing. "For now, though… you can do whatever you want to me. So don't hold back."
Kure Ragna smirked, and his hand suddenly darted out to grab her hair tightly, before pushing her head downwards.
She was surprised but didn't resist as he said, "Now take out your favourite toy, and fuck your mouth with it."
She immediately, like a hungry dog given bone, reached out to undo his robe, pulling out his already hardened cock.
Her mouth salivated as she took the large head into her small mouth. She wrapped her tongue around the tip and sucked it like a lollipop.
Slurp~ shlurrrrp~ schlup~ chuu~
Kure Ragna grabbed her head tightly, pushing it further down, forcing her to take more of his dick in her throat pussy.
Thruuu~uuust~~
Gaug~ gugg~ ekhh~
"Mphhh!!" She gagged in pleasure as he slowly slid himself into her mouth, inch by inch...
Finally, he felt his cock hitting the back of her throat, and he didn't stop. He kept pushing, his cock sliding down her throat.
As he did, tears rolled down her cheeks. But she didn't resist, instead, she relaxed her throat and let him slide in.
After a moment, he felt her nose touching his pelvis.
She looked up at him with a flushed face, her grey eyes shimmering with tears.
Thrust~ thrust~ thrust~ thrust~
Kure Ragna grinned and then began to move his hips back and forth. He began to thrust in and out of her mouth, "A horny bitch like you need some hard fucking."
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Monday morning. The usual class meeting.
Since it was both the start of the week and a new month, Sae Chabashira brought in the large poster as usual—a graph displaying the point standings of each class.
The recent midterm exams had just concluded, and the classes had received bonus points based on their average scores. Though the overall ranking remained largely unchanged, some gaps had widened slightly.
"Alright, quiet down." Chabashira's voice silenced the murmurs in the room. "There's not much to go over today—just two things."
She tapped the blackboard. "I've already posted the first announcement. Read it yourself. Now, onto the second matter—Kushida Kikyo is taking the day off due to feeling unwell."
The classroom reacted instantly.
"Eh?! Kikyo-chan took a day off?"
"How come…?"
As expected, Ike and Yamauchi were the most shaken.
Being some of the biggest Kushida Kikyo devotees in Class B—no, maybe in the entire Advanced Nurturing High School—they had a tragic reality to face: their so-called "angel" barely acknowledged their existence.
Especially after last weekend. No matter how many times they tried to invite her out, she always turned them down with polite excuses—"Sorry, I'm busy," or "I already have plans."
For them, the only chance to be around her was during the bi-weekly study sessions. And today, just their luck—she was absent.
Despair.
Chabashira sighed, clearly annoyed. "I just told you—Kushida isn't feeling well today. That's why she's taking a day off."
"Oh, right… yeah."
Seeing their homeroom teacher getting impatient, the two self-proclaimed knights of Kushida fell silent. But it didn't take long before they exchanged determined glances.
"In that case, let's visit her during lunch!"
"Good idea! If we show our sincerity, Kikyo-chan will definitely be moved!"
They nodded in solidarity, almost like sworn brothers standing against the sunset.
Kure Ragna, watching this unfold, struggled to keep a straight face.
He didn't know how those two managed to get Kushida's dorm number, but even if they did, it wouldn't matter—she wasn't there.
She was with him.
Speaking of which, he had to bring her food at noon. He made a mental note to text her after class to see what she wanted.
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Afternoon - On the Way to the Library
"Hey, Kure Ragna… do you think Kushida-san is really okay?"
Kei Karuizawa, walking beside him, voiced her concern.
It was understandable. They had just gone out together on Saturday, and Kushida had seemed perfectly fine. Now, suddenly, she was "sick"?
"I called her earlier," Kure Ragna replied casually. "She said it's nothing serious—just that time of the month. She just needs some rest and hot water."
Kei froze. "B-bleeding?"
Kure Ragna flicked her forehead lightly. "Not what you're thinking. You know, the usual few days every month? Hormones, cramps, mood swings—the violent period."
"O-oh…"
Realization dawned on her, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks.
"Also, remember the sundaes we bought? That was a cold drink. Girls shouldn't have stuff like that before or during their period—it makes the pain worse. Pretty much torture at that point."
Kei nodded in understanding. But after a moment, her expression shifted, and she hesitated.
She glanced around, making sure they weren't within earshot of the others, before nudging him with her elbow.
"Hey, Kure Ragna, can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"Um… you and Ku, Ku…"
She got stuck.
"Me and who?"
Kei bit her lip, struggling for words. Then she shook her head. "N-never mind… I meant, uh, have you had any issues with Yukinoshita Haruno lately? You used to eat together a lot, but now you don't even sit with her at lunch."
Kure Ragna shrugged. "You're imagining things."
"Is that so…"
Kei didn't press further, though she didn't seem entirely convinced.
Just then, a flash of red passed by—a figure moving hurriedly, shoulders slightly hunched, a sigh barely audible as they walked ahead.
"Sakura?"
At the sound of her name, the girl froze. Slowly, she turned around, looking like a startled rabbit. But upon seeing Kure Ragna and Kei, she relaxed slightly and gave a small nod.
"Good afternoon…" she greeted softly, her posture still reserved.
Kure Ragna's gaze fell on the camera in her hands.
"Oh, right. I think I saw you at the mall the other day in the electronics section. You were getting a camera, weren't you?"
Sakura Airi flinched slightly, gripping the device tighter.
"O-oh! Sakura-san, you spent points on that? It looks really professional!" Kei leaned in to get a better look.
"Uh… I-it was around fifty thousand points…" Sakura murmured, shrinking back slightly.
It wasn't that she was scared of Kei—it was just her natural reaction. For someone with severe social anxiety, this was her bravest state.
And honestly, considering she had been attending Kure Ragna's study sessions for the past month, this was huge progress.
"Fifty thousand?! That's enough to buy so many clothes!" Kei exclaimed.
Sakura forced a small smile. "I-I was actually getting it repaired."
"Huh? You mean it broke already?!" Kei looked shocked.
"Not exactly…"
Sakura hesitated, clearly troubled.
"I wasn't paying attention while walking and… I bumped into someone. I fell, and after that, the camera wouldn't turn on. Luckily, it was still under warranty."
Kei frowned. "Who'd you bump into?"
Sakura looked even more uncomfortable. "It was… someone from our class."
Kei's eyes narrowed. "That guy, wasn't it?"
Sakura didn't confirm it, but the way she averted her gaze made it obvious.
Kure Ragna watched her closely. Something about her expression—about this whole situation—felt off.
There was more to this than just a broken camera.
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