The thick taste erupted and spread in Kanade Himuro's mouth.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
Kanade Himuro desperately pushed against Ho Fei-yu's thighs with both hands, trying to spit out the filth before it fully went down her throat into her stomach. But her strength was no match for Ho Fei-yu's. The struggle lasted for about thirty seconds before Ho Fei-yu finally released her.
Freed from restraint.
"Gag—"
Kanade Himuro bent over, dry heaving wildly.
Silvery saliva mixed with thick fluid spilled from her mouth.
But only a small portion was expelled; most of it had been swallowed by Kanade Himuro. An indescribable taste permeated her mouth.
"Why... why would you do that in my mouth! Gag..." Kanade Himuro's eyes were wide with fury. She raised her head, angrily questioning Ho Fei-yu, still struggling with discomfort.
"It's done now, what do you want me to do? Fine, I'll compromise a bit and let you do the same thing to me. How about that?" Ho Fei-yu said shamelessly while wrapping the dragon around his waist.
"The same thing... You shameless little pervert! You little deviant!" Hearing this, Kanade Himuro paused. She imagined it in her mind—her riding on Ho Fei-yu's lap, and then... her cheeks flushed, and she grew even more furious. It felt like Ho Fei-yu would still be the one benefiting.
"Hehe, Teacher Kanade Himuro, if you're feeling better, let's get up. The longer we delay, the greater the chance of exposure~" Ho Fei-yu said lightly, changing the subject.
"No, I'm not getting up, I'll let them be suspicious!" Kanade Himuro felt no fear anymore. She had been fooled and slowly devoured because she was afraid of being discovered initially. Hearing Ho Fei-yu say those words again, she felt wronged.
"..." Ho Fei-yu was speechless, watching Kanade Himuro throw a childish fit.
"This is not my fault. It's all because of you, Teacher~ Think about it: if you hadn't chosen to be my homeroom teacher, or called me to come along, or taken it upon yourself to close the door, none of this would have happened. Isn't that right~" Ho Fei-yu leaned down and explained to Kanade Himuro, who was looking down and thinking about something.
Silence... Kanade Himuro said nothing.
"From now on, if the Teacher doesn't provoke me, I won't cross the Teacher. How does that sound?" Ho Fei-yu continued.
At the same time, he took out a tissue and wiped Kanade Himuro's chin. Although Kanade Himuro twisted her head away in the middle, not wanting Ho Fei-yu to touch her, her effort was futile.
The sight of Kanade Himuro acting like a helpless woman made Ho Fei-yu smile slightly.
He stood up, walked to where the pencil skirt and black high heels were, and picked them up.
Returning, he knelt down and put the skirt and high heels on Kanade Himuro, like an adult tending to a child.
However, it took Ho Fei-yu about a minute to put on Kanade Himuro's high heels. It wasn't because they were difficult to wear, but because her beautiful feet, encased in black stockings, were like a cup of rich black coffee. Even without any fragrance, they inexplicably attracted him.
"Alright, my fault, okay? We should go back, or it will be big trouble." Ho Fei-yu sat on the pile of uniforms, pulled the silently bowed Kanade Himuro into his arms, and spoke to her as if comforting a child.
Kanade Himuro instinctively struggled when embraced by Ho Fei-yu, but it was useless. She simply turned her head away, refusing to look at Ho Fei-yu.
She didn't know why, even though Ho Fei-yu had forcibly assaulted her twice, she felt anger, but she had no intention of calling the police. During the acts, inexplicably, she even felt some... enjoyment.
Whether it was the pain from her sensitive spots or the discomfort from the depth in her throat, she realized her body felt pleasure, and even had thoughts of wanting more, which Kanade Himuro couldn't accept.
"I'm leaving first." Seeing Kanade Himuro still unresponsive, Ho Fei-yu sighed helplessly. He picked her up, quickly packed all the uniforms, and turned to leave.
"You bastard!" The small storage room instantly fell silent. After a while, Kanade Himuro carefully raised her beautiful eyes, scanned the room, and realized Ho Fei-yu had truly left. Grief and anger lingered in her heart. She stomped her slender, straight leg hard on the ground. She originally intended to vent her unhappiness, but stomping too hard only hurt her own foot, adding another reason for her to take revenge on Ho Fei-yu later.
"I remember you, Ho Fei-yu! One day, I'll make you cry and beg me!" Kanade Himuro patted her flushed cheeks, clenched her beautiful fists, and spoke with a fierce expression.
Ho Fei-yu was gone, and there was no point wasting more time in the storage room. Kanade Himuro decided to return to the classroom for the next phase of work.
As she took a long stride, a cold sensation came from her crotch. Kanade Himuro realized, belatedly, that a large patch between her thighs was wet. Shame and embarrassment surged again, making her rosy face look like it could drip blood.
Her plan to return to the classroom immediately changed. Kanade Himuro walked out of the storage room, wincing slightly, and headed toward the faculty lounge.
"..."
"Fei-yu-kun, why does the packaging of my uniform have stains on it? Do you have any?" Kokoro Aono turned her head, complained to Ho Fei-yu with a distressed look, and held up the uniform packaging, shaking it in front of him.
"Cough cough... That's normal. It's easy to get dirty during transport. Just wipe it off with a tissue." Ho Fei-yu looked at it. A small white spot was clearly visible on the plastic packaging. He felt a sense of déjà vu. As if he remembered something, he spoke awkwardly.
"Oh~" Kokoro Aono took out a tissue and wiped the stain away.
"Why hasn't Teacher Kanade Himuro come back yet~ Fei-yu-kun, do you know what happened?" After putting away the uniform, Kokoro Aono turned her head again, rested her small head on Ho Fei-yu's desk, looked at the boy with a smile in her eyes, and chatted idly.
"Maybe Teacher Kanade Himuro had something to do. She should be back soon." Ho Fei-yu said casually to the girl.
"Mhm~" Kokoro Aono smiled sweetly.
"A stain? Was it a large stain?" Just as Ho Fei-yu and Kokoro Aono were chatting, Saki Yoshida, the twin-braided girl behind him, looked down at the palm-sized white mark on her own uniform package and muttered.
She didn't notice that when she said that sentence, Ho Fei-yu's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Since it was just a stain, Saki Yoshida didn't dwell on it. It was on the packaging, so the clothes themselves were clean.
She rested her head on her hand, her gaze sweeping across the lively classroom, revealing a hopeful look. Just a moment ago, some unfamiliar classmates had started getting to know each other, but apart from greeting the boy in front of her, she hadn't made any other moves.
She wanted to make new friends, but she just couldn't take that first step, feeling timid and afraid of being rejected when talking to others.
'Tomorrow! Tomorrow I can do it! I believe in you, Saki Yoshida! Go!' The girl sighed, withdrew her gaze, and encouraged herself.
'The girl in front of Fei-yu-student is so pretty... Completely unlike me... If I were that pretty, would I be able to make a lot of friends?' The cheerful sounds of Ho Fei-yu and Kokoro Aono playfully teasing each other reached Saki Yoshida's ears. The girl couldn't help but look envious, and a sudden thought popped into her mind.
'I should ask Mom to teach me how to put on makeup when I get home...' This sudden idea sprouted like bamboo shoots after the rain, and Saki Yoshida was determined.