Kaoru had actually been awake since the moment Airi Sakura clicked on her flashlight.
He had intended to feign sleep to see what Airi and Miki Yamamura were up to, but he never expected the two girls to be so bold as to start groping him.
He could have tolerated a simple kiss, or even them feeling his abs, but when Airi stripped off his pants, his composure finally broke.
Kaoru peeked out from under his eyelids. The two girls were kneeling on the floor, their waists slightly dipped, accentuating their distinct figures.
Airi appeared voluptuous, her full, perky breasts swaying beneath her collar, revealing glimpses of her fair, smooth skin.
Miki, by contrast, was more slender, her narrow shoulders making her look exceptionally petite.
Her breasts, only slightly raised, were so small that they were fully visible through her loose collar—two delicate, snow-white buds.
Shifting his gaze lower, he could see their rounded buttocks. In this position, their youthful, vibrant curves were fully exposed.
Plump and pert, they lacked the allure of a mature woman, yet the sight of developing young bodies ignited a forbidden desire to violate them.
The two girls were now gathered around Kaoru's lower body. With a hint of boastfulness, Airi Sakura giggled and wrapped her small hand around his shaft.
"I... I used to think... that... that thing... would be so scary... If I ever saw someone expose it... I'd probably die of fright." Airi stroked the object in her hand, a smug expression on her face. "But... but I've realized that if it's someone you like... you won't hate it at all."
If a strange man ever dared to approach her, Airi would have turned and run away immediately. She could never have imagined herself touching a man's "bad thing" before.
"The first time I saw it, I didn't think it was too bad. I was startled at first, but... but... when I remembered it was Kaoru, all my worries seemed to vanish."
Recalling the moment, Airi's cheeks flushed. That was just how girls were—the fear and anxiety of facing a "bad thing" for the first time would slowly fade away if the person was someone they liked, transforming into simple curiosity about the physical sensation and a nervous anticipation for what came next.
Once she got used to it, Airi Sakura found that her fear and discomfort with the "bad thing" had completely vanished. Now, she could reach out and touch it with natural ease, even feeling a little proud of herself for doing so.
Miki Yamamura watched, stunned, as Airi toyed with Kaoru. Under her skilled touch, it gradually raised its head, standing proud.
"Heh heh, see? It's up now. This is fun!" Airi giggled, looking like some mature adult. In reality, she only dared to touch Kaoru. "Go ahead, give it a touch. You might even figure out if you like him that way."
Miki sat motionless on her knees, her face flushed. The idea of challenging this on her first try felt even more exhilarating than touching abs.
"If it's someone you like, I bet you wouldn't feel disgusted, Miki." Airi's method of proof was simple and blunt. After all, that's just how she was. If she were asked to touch any man other than Kaoru, she'd rather die.
If Miki touched it now and felt no disgust or aversion, Airi figured that even if she didn't like him yet, she at least wouldn't mind him. With a little effort, she could learn to love Kaoru.
Of course, Airi Sakura's bizarre logic could only fool Miki Yamamura because Miki happened to be doubting whether she liked Kaoru.
Hearing her say that, Miki felt something was off, but she couldn't figure out what. Since they'd already come this far, she figured it might be worth a try.
Miki stole a glance at Kaoru and saw he was completely oblivious. After a moment's hesitation, she reached out her small hand and, under Airi's encouraging gaze, gently touched him.
Kaoru flinched slightly. The girl's fingers were a bit cold, and perhaps out of nervousness, she unconsciously gripped him tight. The pain made him regret not stopping them sooner.
"Mmph, don't grip it so hard," Airi whispered, instructing Miki. "Even though it looks hard, it'll hurt him. Now, do what I do... move it slowly..."
Miki had no idea what she was doing. She clumsily imitated Airi's movements, her small hand fumbling. At first, her heart raced wildly. The searing heat radiating from her fingertips made her cheeks flush, and she found herself unable to look down.
"Do you hate it?" Airi Sakura asked, leaning close to her ear, her voice tinged with excitement.
Miki Yamamura unconsciously touched him a few more times. Aside from the initial shyness and nervousness of touching a boy for the first time, she didn't feel the resistance or disgust she had expected.
"N-no... but..."
"See, I told you!"
Before Miki could finish, Airi's joy intensified. She nudged Miki with her shoulder. Having done something naughty together, their bond naturally grew stronger.
"Let's stay together forever!" Airi imagined the group of them all together, her heart fluttering with delight. "And Kaga-Tetsu definitely won't mind."
"Eh?" Miki wasn't ready for this. "But Airi, are you sure you guys won't mind?"
Even if Airi Sakura was willing to accept her, would the legendary Honami Ichinose and the others?
Miki couldn't even bring herself to imagine it. Being able to date someone normally would be good enough for her, let alone joining a harem. It was simply beyond her limits as a young woman.
"I... I guess not?" Airi wasn't entirely confident, but she banked on Kaoru's lecherous nature. "Anyway, anyway, Kaoru will definitely accept you. As long as you like him and he likes you, that's all that matters!"
Miki Yamamura wavered. Was she really falling for Kaoru?
Following Airi's twisted logic, it seemed she actually did. A flutter of excitement and a pang of longing—perhaps a touch of stubbornness—stirred in her chest at the thought. But what exactly was this feeling?
Miki continued to stroking Kaoru up and down without even realizing it. Her gaze fixed on him, her cheeks flushed a soft crimson. The distinct scent of a boy filled her senses, and she unconsciously pressed her thighs together.
"Isn't it fun?" Airi asked, leaning her shoulder against Miki's, a beaming smile on her face. "You don't want to let go now, do you, Miki?"
"I-I'm just—" Miki stammered, as if suddenly snapped back to reality. She abruptly pulled her hand away from Kaoru. "I'm not—"
"Hehe, it's okay." Airi stretched her lithe body, then lowered her head. "Actually... besides using our hands, there's another way to make him feel even better."
And then, Airi did something that shocked Miki even more.
She lowered her head and kissed him, lapping at him like a little kitten, even poking out her pink tongue.
Miki Yamamura froze, her mind unable to process the scene unfolding before her. She had never imagined a girl would initiate such a kiss. For a pure-hearted maiden like her, it was like having the gates to a whole new world flung wide open.
Kaoru himself was stunned for a good while, nearly unable to maintain his act. The sensation of her breath was overwhelmingly intoxicating. Every time her soft tongue flicked across him, he couldn't help but tense his entire body.
"Mmh, boys always say it's kind of gross at first, but then they... hehehe," Airi Sakura seemed completely oblivious to Kaoru's reaction, her voice tinged with smugness. "This smell is so good. He always pats my head afterward, and I love it when he does that."
Airi was an easily pleased girl. A simple pat on the head or a compliment was enough to make her beam with happiness.
Perhaps because her first "naughty" experience involved Kaoru holding her head down, Airi had a much lower resistance to such things than others. While Kei Karizawa loved kissing, Kikyo Kushida enjoyed rougher play and teasing, and Suzune Horikita preferred things from behind, Airi truly adored this particular act.
"Isn't... isn't it dirty?" Miki asked, her mind a complete blank as she stared dumbfounded at Airi's actions.
"Nuh-uh, this is the tastiest smell," Airi mumbled incoherently, her voice muffled. "Do you want to try together?"
Miki Yamamura suddenly snapped back to her senses, shaking her head vigorously, her face flushed crimson.
This is too much, she thought. I could never do something like that.
Kaoru was also locked in a fierce internal struggle. He desperately wanted to stop them, but under Airi Sakura's expert touch, he found himself unable to move. He could only feign ignorance and endure the pleasure of the girl's cherry-pink tongue.
Perhaps due to her extensive experience, the once-innocent girl now seemed remarkably adept at handling the "sleeping" Kaoru.
From Kaoru's perspective, he could see the girl's petite, rounded buttocks swaying occasionally. With each movement, a soft, teasing moan escaped her nose, as if she were acting spoiled. Anyone could tell she was thoroughly enjoying herself.
Though Miki Yamamura was shy and shocked, her eyes were glued to the scene, her face burning red. It was impossible to tell what was going through her mind.
Kaoru closed his eyes, feeling himself slipping into depravity. If he hadn't been blessed with various rewards, he'd have been worn out by these girls in a matter of days.
No wonder Masumi Kamuro always teased him that he'd eventually die at a woman's hands. This was a level of intensity that no ordinary man could withstand.
Just as Kaoru was lost in his thoughts, a sound drifted in from outside. Miki Yamamura and Airi Sakura froze instantly.
It was the sound of a tent zipper.
Someone was coming out!
The two girls panicked. They were "snacking" in secret and couldn't let anyone see—especially not a teacher!
In that instant, Kaoru opened his eyes and sat up abruptly, meeting their gaze.
"Eeeehh!?"
Airi Sakura stared at him in shock. Miki's heart practically stopped. The two girls were completely stunned, never expecting him to wake up so suddenly. They stood there, utterly flustered.
"Stop staring! Get in, quickly!" Kaoru had no time for modesty now. He couldn't let them be seen, so he hurriedly pulled both girls into his tent.
His tent was too small for them to have fully crawled inside earlier; they had only been halfway in, poking their upper bodies through the entrance.
Though they didn't know when Kaoru had actually woken up, they scrambled inside the moment he spoke.
Kaoru clicked off Airi's flashlight. The light would only expose their figures.
At the same time, his action plunged the entire tent into darkness. Suddenly unable to see, the two girls bumped into each other, their heads ringing. They were nearly moved to tears.
Kaoru couldn't see them, but the tent was so small that their bodies were practically pressed against him as they scrambled inside.
To be precise, they were pressed against his lower body.
He had been kneeling, and they had just crawled in, naturally ending up right against his lap.
At first, Kaoru didn't think much of it. He was about to zip up the tent when he suddenly froze.
Certain physiological reactions don't fade quickly. With the two girls pressed against him, their warm breath fanning his face, he found it even harder to resist.
Especially since he was now pressing directly against one of them—he couldn't tell if it was Miki Yamamura or Airi Sakura.
"Um, President, are you asleep?" Nanase Tsubasa's voice came from outside.
Kaoru knew it was too late to do anything else. He could only grab his jacket from the floor and drape it over the two girls, though it only managed to cover their small heads.
"Cough, cough... I can't quite sleep. Nanase-san, are you having trouble sleeping too?" Kaoru saw the silhouette outside the tent. His heart was racing, but he kept his voice steady.
When it came to mental fortitude, Kaoru was absolutely top-tier.
"I can't quite sleep, either. I saw the light in your tent just now and thought I'd come check on you."
Nanase Tsubasa stopped outside the tent, seemingly mindful of the propriety between men and women. She didn't lift the flap, so the only thing separating them now was a thin layer of fabric. Miki Yamamura and Airi Sakura, like two thieves sneaking a snack, could be exposed at any moment.
"Are you worried about the exam?" Kaoru had just let out a sigh of relief when he suddenly gasped sharply—someone was licking him.
He glanced down at the jacket without making any obvious movement. This position should be Airi Sakura's.
So, is the person I'm pressing against right now Miki Yamamura?
"No... it's partly because of the exam." Nanase Tsubasa paused for a moment. "President, may I ask you a question?"
"What do you want to ask?" Kaoru pressed down on Airi Sakura's head, thinking this would make her stop. Instead, she took it as encouragement and redoubled her efforts.
"C-can I help you, President?" Nanase Tsubasa lowered her head slightly. "I want to help you with this exam. If you have any orders, please give them to me without hesitation."
Kaoru froze for a moment. He realized he might have overlooked something—Nanase Tsubasa's current state was not normal.
Nanase Tsubasa waited for a long time without hearing a response from Kaoru. Panicked, she felt she had been too aggressive.
Just as she was about to apologize, she heard Kaoru's voice.
"You're very useful to me. What I told you before still stands. In a few days, I'll give you the appropriate instructions."
Nanase Tsubasa involuntarily clenched her fists. She didn't know why, but a wave of joy washed over her, as if a great weight had been lifted.
"I'm sorry for bothering you at this hour..." Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly heard Kaoru hiss through his teeth. "What's wrong, President?"
"N-nothing," Kaoru mumbled.
Nanase Tsubasa was utterly confused. If she had lifted the tent flap, she would have seen the truth, but she had no intention of doing so.
However, before long, she heard Kaoru groan softly.
"I'm fine, just a bit sleepy," Kaoru said quickly. "Let's talk tomorrow, Nanase."
Nanase Tsubasa was left completely bewildered. But since Kaoru had said that, she felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. She could only bid him goodnight and then turned to return to her own tent.
Hearing the sound of her footsteps receding, Kaoru let out a sigh of relief and finally released the heads of Miki Yamamura and Airi Sakura.
Kaoru slowly lifted the jacket covering the girls' heads.
As he had suspected, the person pressed most awkwardly against him had been Miki.
The cramped struggle had left her hair and face damp and disheveled, and she now stared at Kaoru in complete shock. Even Airi looked horrified by the state of her.
Kaoru immediately felt guilty.
How was he supposed to explain this?
When the three of them had hurriedly squeezed into the tiny tent, Miki had tried desperately to push herself away from him, but there had been nowhere for her to move. The more she struggled, the more tangled they became.
"I have tissues. Just wait—"
Before Kaoru could finish, Miki turned and fled at astonishing speed.
It was the fastest he had ever seen her run.
He stared after her in disbelief, though considering what had just happened, her reaction was hardly surprising.
When he recovered, he noticed Airi attempting to escape as well.
Kaoru immediately caught her arm.
"What was all of that about? What did you say to Miki?"
"Uuu... Y-you were awake the entire time..."
Tears gathered in Airi's eyes.
"I can never show my face again."
All the courage she had displayed earlier had disappeared. Her entire life seemed to have turned gray.
"I'm the one who can't face anyone!"
Kaoru's expression darkened.
"How am I supposed to look Miki in the eye after this? What exactly did you tell her?"
Airi whimpered for quite a while.
When Kaoru raised one hand as though preparing to give her a playful punishment, she quickly covered herself and tearfully confessed her plan.
After hearing the whole explanation, Kaoru did not know whether to laugh or cry.
This was the first time he had ever seen someone attempt to persuade her best friend to join her boyfriend's already complicated love life.
"Do you understand what you did wrong?"
Kaoru deliberately made his expression stern.
Airi bit her lip and looked deeply aggrieved.
She did not truly believe she had done anything wrong, but since Kaoru was asking in that tone, she obediently turned around and braced herself, covering her mouth so she would not make any noise.
Kaoru stared at her.
"What are you doing?"
"Uuu... w-waiting for you to punish me."
Airi glanced at him nervously.
She assumed he was still angry and intended to discipline her for causing such chaos.
Even though she felt embarrassed and reluctant, if Kaoru wanted to scold her, she could only prepare herself and accept it.
She covered her mouth tightly, terrified that even the smallest sound might wake the others.
Kaoru was speechless for several seconds.
Then he gave her one exasperated swat.
"Idiot. Go back to your tent and sleep."