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Several years later, student council activity room.
"See, isn't this the photo you took? The grown-up Hirano Satoshi rewound to the photo Alya took herself, showing the young sister lasciviously twisting her waist, being penetrated from behind by another man, slowly prying open Alya's defensive arms and putting the phone in front of her. 'It's really well taken, isn't it?'"
"No, no, it's not me, not me..."
The once naive younger sister, now the aloof princess, trembled denying it. Her silver hair tied with a red ribbon swung left and right, unable to face the truth before her. Her delicate body slightly trembled, unable to resist, even letting the disgusting fat man pull her into his embrace and take advantage of her, only wanting to leave as soon as possible.
But even those beautiful white silk legs trembled slightly, not daring to move as hands reached under her skirt to fondle, the strength to escape lost.
"Haven't seen you for so many years, Alya, you've really developed insanely."
Fondling the aloof princess's fleshy hips, the solid fullness sent a covert shiver down Hirano's spine, reigniting lust. The two sisters of the Kujo family from back then, the older sister was voluptuous and sensitive; every thrust made her flesh tremble, a body suitable for easy childbirth as if ready for impregnation, just waiting for him to run wild on it and fill it full of his Yang essence.
But Alya far exceeded his expectations. Tall figure, full large breasts, firm round hips, each a one-in-a-thousand. And the silver-white hair and dignified features were flawless, with no excess anywhere. Cold temperament, solemn expression, like an untouchable goddess.
If Masha was the kind of angel-next-door, a gentle and approachable beauty, Alya had a suffocating presence, someone who shouldn't be seen in everyday life but belonged on TV, or on the cover of fashion magazines, a beauty perfected by cosmetics and image software, effortlessly displayed by this youthful silver-haired girl without a trace of makeup, so perfect it created a sense of distance.
Who would have thought such a beauty had already been caught by him back in elementary school?
Scenting the fragrance so close, feeling Alya's curvy body, Hirano Satoshi could hardly hold back his desire, his rod rising erect again.
"Ah—! Alya, ah Alya, you're truly beautiful."
Forcibly pressing the silver-haired beauty onto the table, tossing the phone aside, pulling her wrists apart, admiring her rapidly heaving full mounds, Hirano's eyes almost spewed flames. Ignoring Alya's terrified and disgusted gaze, he leaned in close, savoring such beauty at close range.
"Long time no see... Let's get closer, shall we?"
Alya's limp hands began to struggle fiercely.
"Let, let me go... you bastard!" Perhaps remnants of childhood fear meant as soon as she saw this person, she was too scared to muster strength. Even so, Alya struggled hard to show her softness to this disgusting fat man. At the same time, she fully felt the hardness of that thing. Her cold, frosty little face turned a tempting blush. "I'm no longer... the me back then. Get off me... guh, let go!"
"Oh, not anymore?" Hirano teased. Now he was no longer the boy who panicked over losing virginity. Having practiced with many women, he had gotten used to breaking down this icy facade to reveal the fresh and juicy essence below. "Changed that much? What happened?"
"It... has nothing to do with you..."
"Is it Kuze Masachika, your classmate? The one you like."
Alya's body suddenly stiffened.
"How, how do you know..."
"Wasn't it obvious? Your relationship with him." Sniffing the girl's trembling body emitting pure youthful fragrance, Hirano Satoshi was in no rush. After all, she was already in his mouth; picking a few more thorns out was easy. No need to swallow in one gulp. "Forget the others, I know already. Those who seem uninterested in the real world are sometimes the most dangerous opponents."
"Tch, how could Masachika be like you." Alya snorted in disdain, contemptuous. "You, you must have used disgusting methods like these to get girls, right? Masachika... he's not like scum like you!"
Hirano was momentarily speechless. Indeed, his constant entanglement with many girls was pure luck, a welfare broadcast like a pervert's perseverance. From Alya's outsider view, it probably really looked like taking advantage.
However, her calling Masachika by name... didn't feel strange at all? Masha hadn't told her that the Kujo and Suo families had once lived next door, and Alya's real sister was originally a Suo—now the Kuze Masachika's childhood sweetheart who couldn't forget him?
Hirano couldn't comprehend Masha's thoughts at all. He was a "lucky pervert" who acted by instinct, having been apart for so many years, with Masha growing more lustful and scheming, beyond his understanding.
In any case, his little lewd wife wouldn't harm him. With this optimistic thought, Hirano gave up trying to guess Masha's thoughts and turned his attention to what truly interested him.
Hmm, what could possibly be more interesting than the lively, tender, and delicious silver-white princess under him?
"So interested in Kuze Masachika, huh?" Hirano Satoshi deliberately spoke with a frustrated, jealous tone. Alya fell right into his trap.
"Hmph, of course. Masachika is ten thousand times better than you, a filthy born pervert who started targeting other girls in elementary school..."
"So, did you tell him I took your virginity?"
Alya suddenly went silent. She grit her teeth in anger and glared at him, then looked away, tears faintly glistening in her sapphire-like eyes.
"Didn't you tell? About us? Me and Masha... and you."
Hirano released one of Alya's limp hands and placed it on her chest, marveling at the size. It was impressive not only for the sister but for the younger one too. How good were the Kujo family genes?
"In the end, it was just childish ignorance. Kuze-kun would understand, right? Like discovering your sister secretly doing adult things with other boys, not exposing her, but secretly learning how to masturbate; one night sneaking out, watching your sister lose her virginity and cry, not getting help, but hiding nearby watching her get fucked, masturbating until climax, and even helping take photos of elementary school kids making love..."
"Stop it..."
"... then unable to resist standing out secretly, getting caught by her sister who found out she was aroused too; even when forcibly drawn into a suspicious role-playing game, not refusing or running away, instead joining as the 'daughter,' having her sister's boyfriend lick her, learning the pleasure of sex faster than her 'mother' sister, under the care of the 'mother,' playing a 'sexual education' game with the guy playing 'dad,' licking to orgasm with white eyes, begging him to insert and deflower her..."
"Stop it!"
Shouting to cut off the narration, Alya seemed to give up, lying on the table and surrendering all resistance. The princess rested her silver hair pillow, tears dripping from her vacant eyes, her obedient expression unreal and fragile, like a scene from a painting.
"Do what you want, just do it," she said with a weak and hollow tone. "Whatever you want..."
Hirano sighed and wiped away her tears.
"Masha would kill me if she saw me bullying her little sister like this... You make me look like a bad guy."
"Aren't you?!"
"Yeah, but I only want your body, not your heart." Hirano said shamelessly and openly. "You can date Kuze as much as you want; it doesn't affect me fucking you."
"You!"
"Don't be so quick to deny it, isn't this a win-win situation?" He kissed the side of Alya's face, causing her to unhappily turn away. "I owe Suo… oh, it should be the Kuze family now. To be precise, it's just a favor owed to Kuze Masachika alone. I really can't force someone to like him anymore."
"L-like who you like!" Even though she was already pinned down by another man, Alya's face was still flushed, showing off her typical tsundere attitude, which irritated Hirano. What kind of aloof princess? She was just a love-struck fool who hadn't met Kuze, that human succubus yet. "I-I'm not…"
"Alright, alright, I'm not getting involved in your little couple disputes. Play whatever games with him you want, even if you tease him in Russian, I don't care one bit."
Hirano directly cut off Alya's argument. As a sleazy, gloomy, chubby man who was the complete opposite of the handsome genius kid "Suo family's prodigy" Kuze Masachika—who conquered the aloof princess—he had ten thousand reasons to dislike Masachika and the infatuated Alya.