The sun was high over Sainan High, baking the courtyard where students were eating lunch and finalizing festival preparations.
Rito walked toward the school store, his mind preoccupied. Haruna had texted him about a shortage of crepe paper, and Mikan needed him to pick up extra soy sauce on the way home. The life of a Harem King was surprisingly logistical.
He didn't notice the ambush waiting for him.
Hidden behind a large decorative bush near the store entrance, Tenjouin Saki waited, her heart pounding. Behind her, Rin and Aya manned a massive industrial fan they had "borrowed" from the Drama Club.
"Target approaching, Saki-sama," Rin whispered into her headset. "Distance: ten meters."
"Okay." Saki smoothed her skirt. She was wearing her most expensive, imported black lace panties, the kind that cost more than Rito's entire wardrobe. "He ignored my charm in the classroom. Let's see if he can ignore physics."
"Now!" Saki commanded.
Rin hit the switch.
WHIRRRRRRR.
The fan roared to life, generating a gust of wind that rivalled a typhoon. It blasted out from the bushes, catching Rito mid-stride.
"Whoa!" Rito braced himself against the gale, shielding his eyes.
Saki stepped out from her hiding spot, directly into the path of the wind, timing it perfectly.
FWIP.
Her skirt flew up. It wasn't a gentle flutter; it was a full, Marilyn Monroe-style lift, exposing her long legs and the intricate, sheer black lace of her panties to the world, and specifically, to Rito.
"Oh my!" Saki exclaimed, striking a pose that was theoretically accidental but realistically practiced in a mirror for an hour. "The wind is so strong today!"
She waited for the reaction. She expected Rito to turn red, scream "I didn't see anything!", and run away, or maybe faint.
Meanwhile, Rito lowered his arm and looked at her.
He didn't scream or cover his eyes. His gaze directly locked onto the black lace.
"Hmm," Rito said, nodding slowly. "Black lace, huh. That's... really high quality, Tenjouin-san."
He stared for a solid three seconds, admiring the craftsmanship and the curves beneath it. Then, he checked his watch.
"Anyway, be careful. The wind is dangerous."
He walked past her.
'He just... walked past.'
Saki stood there, skirt still billowing around her waist, her mouth hanging open as the fan whirred down into silence.
"He..." Saki whispered, her voice trembling with disbelief. "He complimented the underwear? And then just left?"
Rin and Aya popped out from the bushes. "Saki-sama! Are you alright?"
"He didn't panic," Saki hissed, smoothing her skirt down furiously. "He didn't get flustered. He looked at me like I was... like I was some kind of common view!"
She stomped her foot.
"Unacceptable! If visual stimulation won't work... I'll have to use force!"
…
Twenty minutes later.
Rito was in the Gym Storage Room, looking for a box of extension cords.
Click.
The door shut behind him.
Rito sighed, dropping the box. "Ren? Is that you again? I swear, if you lock me in here one more time—"
"It is not the alien boy," a haughty voice corrected him.
Rito turned and saw Saki standing in front of the door, arms crossed, blocking the exit. Outside, Rin and Aya were standing guard.
"Tenjouin-san?" Rito asked, confused. "Do you need something from here too?"
"I need you, Yuuki Rito," Saki declared, stepping forward. She was trying to project her usual dominance, but her hands were shaking slightly. Obviously, the failure in the courtyard had rattled her. "We need to have a talk. An... adult talk."
"Adult talk?"
"About us," Saki said, moving into his personal space. She trapped him against a stack of gym mats. "I have heard that you have Lala as well as Run. There are even rumours that you have even Haruna in your hand. You are collecting the school's elite."
She leaned in, her expensive rose-scent perfume, filled his nose.
"Don't you think," she whispered, trailing a finger down his chest, "that the I also deserve a place in the Harem King's court?"
Rito looked at her and sighed. He could practically see the uncertainty in her eyes.
"Tenjouin-san," Rito said, his voice calm. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I win!" Saki snapped, her mask slipping. "I always win! I can't lose to Lala!"
"Is that it?" Rito asked, his honest nature cutting through her act. "You just want to win? You don't actually like me, you just want to beat Lala."
Saki froze. "I... of course I...!"
She faltered. Did she like him? She didn't know. All she knew was that he was the center of the universe right now, and she was on the outside.
"If you're just playing a game," Rito said softly, "I can't accept you. My wives... they're serious about this. They gave me everything and I will give them everything."
"Serious?!" Saki cried out, stung by the rejection. "You think I'm not serious?!"
Panic flared in her chest. He was rejecting her; a commoner was rejecting her.
"I'll show you serious!"
She spun around and bent over.
She grabbed the hem of her skirt and hiked it up, presenting her backside to him. The black lace panties were right in his face.
"Look!" Saki shouted, her voice cracking. "Look at my... my assets! Aren't they superior to Lala's?!"
Rito stared for a moment, caught unguarded by her sudden action. The view was... impressive. Saki indeed had a great figure.
"Tenjouin-san, put your skirt down," Rito said, as he started blushing now. "This is—"
"Here touch it and feel its superiority!" Saki pressed further seeing his blush. She reached back, grabbed Rito's hand, and yanked it forward and pressed his palm directly onto her left buttock.
Squish.
The sensation was electric. The lace was rough, but the flesh underneath was impossibly soft and yielding. Rito's hand sank into her curve.
"Hih!" Saki gasped, realizing too late what she had just done in the heat of the moment.
Rito's honesty instantly took over. The heat of her skin, the force of her demand... it triggered him, and he decided not to pull away.
His fingers curled and squeezed her buttock.
"Oh!" Saki's knees buckled.
"They are soft," Rito murmured, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. His basic decency was screaming at him to apologize, but he just couldn't stop. He kneaded her flesh, exploring the shape of her ass.
"Y-You..." Saki trembled. "You're touching too much..."
"You asked me to," Rito reminded her. He moved his other hand, placing it on her other hip to steady her. He leaned in, his chest pressing against her back. "You wanted me to be serious, right?"
He squeezed harder, his thumbs digging into the dimples of her lower back.
Saki's brain short-circuited. This wasn't how it went in her mind. He was supposed to be flustered. He wasn't supposed to be... this good at it.
A jolt of pleasure shot up her spine. It was intense and overwhelming.
"W-Wait... Rito... that's...!"
"You smell nice," Rito whispered into her ear. "Like roses."
Rub. Squeeze. Knead.
Rito's hands worked her glutes, stimulating nerves she didn't know she had. The heat from his body was enveloping her.
"Ah! Ah! No! Stop!" Saki wailed, but she pushed back against him, grinding against his crotch.
"You don't want me to really stop, do you?" Rito said honestly.
The friction, the shock, the sheer dominance of his touch, it was too much for the inexperienced Saki.
"I'm... I'm... feeling strange!" Saki cried out.
Her body convulsed.
"KYAAAAAA!"
She collapsed forward onto the gym mats, her legs giving out as a wave of pleasure crashed through her. She twitched, breathless and ruined, defeated by a simple massage.
…
The door rattled.
"Saki-sama?!" Rin shouted from outside. "We heard a scream! Are you okay?!"
Click.
The lock turned and immediately, Rin and Aya burst in.
Upon their entry, they saw Saki slumped on the mats, skirt up, face red and panting, while, Rito was standing over her, his hands still held out in a groping shape, looking flushed and guilty.
"Y-Yuuki-kun?!" Aya gasped. "What did you do?!"
Rito snapped out of his trance. The "Post-Touch Clarity" hit him.
"I... I..." Rito stammered, backing away, his face burning. "My hand slipped! I mean... she asked me to! But I got carried away… I-I will take my leave!"
He bolted past Rin and ran out the door, fleeing the scene of the crime.
Rin and Aya rushed to Saki's side. "Saki-sama! Did he hurt you?!"
Saki rolled over. Her eyes were swirling. She touched her cheek, then her hip where Rito had grabbed her.
"He..." Saki whispered. "He touched me. He... fondled me."
"That's it. We'll kill him!" Rin drew her shinai.
"No," Saki said, sitting up slowly. A dark, determined smile spread across her face, a smile that promised chaos.
"He's good," Saki murmured, licking her lips. "He's really good."
She stood up, dusting off her skirt. The humiliation was gone, replaced by a burning hunger.
"I will subdue him," Saki vowed. "Not to beat Lala. But because... I want him under my thumb."
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