Back in middle school, Yoshida Saki was your textbook country bumpkin.
Rocking twin chunky braids that screamed hick, topped with massive aviators—total space-case vibe.
Shy and withdrawn to boot, she'd never made a single friend.
Even when someone reached out, fear of mismatch made her shut 'em down.
Post-grad, regret hit hard.
High school: spotting familiar faces everywhere, she transferred out.
Time to change. Time for friends.
Black long-straight makeover, thick glasses ditched.
Pure-cute standard high school babe activated.
Hence the class freakout at her entrance—shocks and cheers all around.
But deep down, Saki stayed timid.
Wanna-friend but too scared.
First proactive swing at Rai's cool shoulder? Instant retreat.
Even sparked mild resentment.
Social anxiety playbook: social fumble = walls up, self-shield from more hurt.
Often self-sabotage fortress.
Rai? Zero clue on her turmoil.
One question, one answer? Polite classmate norm.
She cut it short—his bad? Nah.
Plus, busy with real shit.
No bandwidth for girlie drama.
Moments ago: Nanao Akane pinged.
Nanao Akane: "Rai-kun, Coach Higashi's back on the baseball team. Staring all creepy again."
Nanao Akane: "He's tight with Katase Sho too now. No clue what's up."
Rai: "Higashi recovered?"
Nanao Akane: "Yeah, pretty much."
Rai mused: Inner world netorare scum regen? Wild.
Rai: "Moves lately? Harassing?"
Nanao Akane: "No direct, but baseball club hits? Stealth stares. Your warning probs—avoids direct eye, but I feel his gaze."
Nanao Akane: "Higashi's plotting again."
Rai: "Call anytime. Got eyes on you—and him. Moves? I sanction."
Phone down.
Akane pocketed hers, joy flashing.
Rai's vow eased her recent creeps.
Higashi's peeping? Teen girl nightmare.
But reliable Rai—watching her mainly? Heartwarm central.
"One Higashi twitch, Rai-kun sanctions..."
"Safe af..."
"If Rai-kun my boyfriend... no more scum fear."
"Wanna... be campus power couple?"
Sigh.
Katase Sho pact? Fading fast.
Sho lately? Irk-fest.
Begged him: Higashi scum, dodge.
Sho rebelled hard—more begs, tighter Higashi bond.
Now Higashi grooms Sho as team ace.
Sho thrilled, glued to coach—barely chats her.
Sho ignores warnings, scum-pals? Impression tanked.
Affection plummeting.
Early days: Rai thoughts = Sho compare, guilt for mismatch.
Now? Rarely.
No contest.
Rai hotter, stronger, bolder, braver.
Safety god-tier.
Rai-side = world's coziest fortress.
Unmatchable.
Comparing = Rai diss.
"Pact... ditch it. Tell Sho later."
"Sigh, Higashi scum kills baseball club vibe."
"Went for Sho—now he laps coach for ace spot? Infuriating."
Akane tangled: Higashi dread, Sho pact blues.
Rai flashes? Calm anchor, safety net.
Lately stressed? Rai-brain constant.
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...
Meanwhile.
Post-Akane chat.
Rai phone down—break bell.
Predictable: gal trio swarm.
Hamazaki Reina to Saki, smiley: "Yoshida Saki, hey!"
"Spot? Wanna chat Rai-kun."
Rai's front usually empty gal perch.
Today's occupant? Adjustment blues.
No bully—polite negotiate.
Saki jolted by encircle.
Glanced Rai—booked out, ignoring.
Gals' eager eyes? She stood. "O-Okay... sit."
Hated yielding.
Gals unfamiliar.
Sudden seat-grab? Culture shock.
Extro? Instant squad.
Her? Speech-shy.
Silent stand-aside, classroom eject.
Gals beamed, piled in, chatter-fest.
Silver party begs.
Rai phone-glued, tuning 'em—Higashi plot-mull.
Akane intel screamed Higashi grudge-stubborn.
Rai knew sans her—scum archetype.
Whatever. Pure Love Crane bound to Akane—pings inbound.
Light monitor.
Oh, Saki.
Saki-heroine: no prettier than pack, but netorare-magnet supreme!
Rai half-ignored gals, bound her a Crane too.
Prime chump trap—milk it.
Zero personal spark.
Your glow-up? My guard duty!
Hallway-lean Saki, bored rail-grip.
Clueless: Rai her shadowy galge dark knight.
Impure motives—Pure Love Points farm—but real.
Saki? Mild Rai grudge still.
Gals seat-jack = social thug vibes.
Rai gal-mingled? Delinquent playboy prob.
Cute, skips, walls, gal crew.
Steer clear.
Decision locked.
Then: classmates approach.
Proactive crew—comfy vs. her friend-hunt anxiety.
Mostly girls, swaps contacts, post-class milk tea pitch.
Timid nod, fake-bold yes.
Sudden squad? Joy spark.
Friends! Glow-up transfer win.
Rai dud? His loss.
Why obsess his take?
Headshake puzzle.
Another approach: blond couple.
Blond girl first, grin: "Yoshida Saki, so pretty! Super cute!"
Direct hype? Saki flush, cool facade: "Heh, thanks—you too!"
Blond guy: "Nah, Saki-chan prettier. Friends?"
Blond girl: "Yeah! I'm Yui, he's boyfriend Kenjiro."
"Small Saki" intimacy weirded—but friend grind, fake-extro grin: "Sure, Yui, Kenjiro—got it."
Long-lone no-friends? Their zeal = instant high.
Lonelove thirst?
Warmth = good people, bonds easy.
Yui-Kenjiro hot-chat? Bond tight.
Blond delinquent looks? Nah, chill vibes.
Saki mused.
Kenjiro sudden: "Saki-chan, new transfer—campus lost?"
Saki nod: "Yeah."
Yui beam: "We'll tour! Rooftop's our secret base!"
"Wide open, killer breeze. Total relax-free fly-high feels."
Yui hype? Saki tempted.
Nod: "O-Okay... thanks for tour and base share."
Yui-Kenjiro wave-off: no prob, friends now—small stuff.
Saki touched, locked 'em besties.
Then: Rai exit with stacked gold-ponytail mega-tits teacher.
Close—her leaning into him.
Saki brow-furrow.
Rai first-impress solid—face bias.
Post-reject, gal-theft? Grudge brew.
Now teacher-flirt? Playboy redflag.
Gals + teacher hookups? Sketchy af.
Danger zone—avoid.
"But why track his every sightline?"
Saki baffled—颜 value curse?
"Hot, shame character sucks..."
Shake-off, trailed kind-hot Yui-Kenjiro campus tour.
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Meanwhile.
Rai oblivious to Saki's player misread.
Gals swarmed post-Saki dip.
Escape-plot vs. chump hunt?
Angel silhouette save.
"Rai-kun, teacher's side." Shirakawa Miwa waved from door.
Teacher present? Gals behaved—peeled off.
Reina mild: snuck his eight-pack rub.
Yukina tame: back-lats grope.
Silver twin-tail Kurumi Itaru? Excess.
Thigh-hop, stealth kun-grab.
Shock-awe stare.
Rai rage-boiled—yank tails, wreck her.
Crowded room, Miwa watch? Glare only.
Followed Miwa out.
"Teacher, what's up?" Rai asked.
Miwa hand-mouth giggle: "Can't call sans reason?"
"Saw gal-bullying—teacher to rescue."
Rai wry: "Yup, thanks hero-teacher, eagle-eye firepit yank."
Miwa glowed at praise—half-sarcasm be damned.
Grin: "Real talk—good news."
"Bought takoyaki, your treat."
"Here, dig in."
Office, desk mega-box pointed.
Rai weird-face, eye-lock: "Shirakawa-sensei, leftovers overload solo-fail again, right?"
Repeat offender.
Miwa glutton—those proud jugs? Food-forged.
Dumb: overbuy, waste-hate, daily cycle.
Noob + binge queen.
Post-Rai bond: dump scraps on him—clean, hot, saliva-loaded.
Bond booster.
Rai busted her.
Miwa giggle-cover: "Shh, mutual secret—don't out me!"
"Face for teacher?"
Pout-slap his chest.
Jugs quake wild—dizzying blood-rush.
Rai deadpan: "Face? Daily student saliva force-feed."
"Ten tons yours ingested."
Miwa blaze—virgin arranged-marriage, zero dates.
Adult pride? No Rai-weakness.
Waist-cock, bold: "Bull! One ton max—no more!"
Rai flat: "Five."
Miwa grit: "Five my ass! Two!"
"Keep it—mouth-pry, spit-fill direct!"
Rai lit: not sleepy.
Heh: "Bring it, Shirakawa-sensei—skill issue?"
Miwa fang-bared, vein-pop—poked.
Hands clamped shoulders, yanked close.
Pursed pink lips—spit real?
Rai unfazed—knew her.
Kissless pure teacher? Bluff.
Yup.
Mid-pull slowdown, stall.
Rai smirk: "Oh? That's it? Shirakawa-sensei all talk..."
Unfinished—Miwa yanked hard!
Not spit-kiss.
Suffocation paizuri!!!
Rai smothered mega-monumental.
Cotton-soft seal nose-block.
Fun! Real kill-shot?!
Miwa yanked free.
Flush-raged, waist-cock bold: "How's that! Underestimate teacher?!"
"Adult vs. green teen."
Rai gasp-revive, milk-candy afterscent assault.
Recoup, eyed her lewd thrust-pose—unaware slutty. "Fine fine, you're the big big adult. Concede."
Miwa pre-beamed.
Clocked his tease-jug-stare? Arm-hug cover.
Gasp-scold: "Pervert! Rai-kun delinquent! Bad boy!"
Rai eyeroll: "Who paizuri-first?"
Miwa lip-part—self-own first-break.
Mute.
Woman logic: none.
Waist-recock, rant: "You raged first—wait it. Someday mouth-spit flood."
Rai mimic-waist, bold: "Bring it—full-mouth fill dream day, Shirakawa-sensei."
"Gahk!!!"
Rai self-retch first.
Miwa synced.
Joke grossed mutual.
Even Rai: physique tanked, reverse-spit her? Tough.
But other fluids—mineral, milk? Easy pour...
默契 skip gross, takoyaki pivot.
Miwa box-point: "Enough nasty—eat! Cooling."
Rai: "Itadakimasu."
Chop—bite, instant spit.
"Wah fuck! Hot hot!"
Fan-mouth frenzy.
Miwa brow-knit, skeptical bite on his drop.
Query: "Rai-kun, faking? Barely hot—overact much?"
Rai mute, pointed her munch: "Half-bitten mine—indirect kiss."
Miwa eye-roll, lip-pout snark: "Yup. Big deal? Teacher cheap? Pay up."
Palm-out demand.
Rai ghosted.
Thicc skin leveling—leaps.
Last water indirect? Miwa blush-marathon.
Now? Zero fucks.
Indirect kiss?
Ha?
Highschooler thinks he scored on auntie?
Nah—auntie scored him!
Miwa shameless flop? Rai thumbs-up: peak.
Her boundaries? Breach-flood.
Pushover day? Quick accept, reverse-dom—teacher top pride.
Rai knew: her special to him—bond + mild like, click.
Beyond teacher-friend-awkward zone.
Whatever.
Rai skewered whole—chomp-spit again.
"Tongue murder!"
Miwa side-eye: "Or... takoyaki fine, your tongue busted?"
Rai deny: "Impossible!"
Miwa: "Tongue out—check."
"Rero!"
Miwa scan, smug nod: "Yup—swollen worse than last. Hence hot."
"Confess: recent seafood?"
Rai head-scratch wry: "Shirakawa-sensei sharp—busted."
Miwa: "Scallop nip again?"
Rai nod: "Yup."
"Yesterday dual-scallop tongue-clamp relay—agony."
Miwa laugh: "Seafood mod, kiddo."
Hand-pat his taller head, adult-pose.
Rai nod: "Gotcha."
Miwa sudden grin: "Hey, Rai-kun—teacher treats seafood soon?"
"Pffft!"
Rai burst takoyaki—sauce spray.
Miwa baffled overreact: "What? No thanks?"
Rai shake-nod: "Fifty-fifty."
Seafood = must, nutrient-juice bomb.
But excess? Nah.
Prime abalone? Not daily feast.
Yin-chill overload—health wreck.
Booze-binge endgame disaster.
Exceptions? Rai grind stats, punch Baki dad, kick Homelander.
Then abalone buffet viable.
Miwa belly-laugh, jugs quake excess: "Hahaha! Joke, Rai-kun—think I'd bankroll your seafood?!"
"Teacher salary beggars!"
Rai speechless—throwaway.
Wasted ponder.
Rai flat: "Fine—my treat seafood soon."
Miwa eyes-spark: "Yay yes!"
Rai lip-twitch, unsaid.
Elephant trunk clam, my seafood.
Banter wind-down, box cleared.
Rai office-out.
Miwa mug-tea—saliva-secondhand—sipped to john.
Piss-wrap, basin face-wash.
Mirror-self: off.
"Bags? Bloodshot new?..."
"Recent indulgence overkill toll."
Cup-raise ponder: "Booze-babes wrecked... this haggard..."
"From today... no booze!!!"
Slam cup, bold toilet-exit.
...
Post-john, Rai stair-class.
Front mishap.
Ahead: blond JK microskirt, thigh-root tease.
Custom/mod—not school standard.
Rai meh, climb.
Gust hit.
Blond clutched—fail, flash.
"Pink."
Rai glance-neutral.
Sudden flank blond chump: arm-sling. "Kid, front babe hot? Panties sexy?"
Rai slap-off, ice: "Saw nada—back off."
"Yo, feisty."
Post-say, chump2 flank.
Left-right sandwich.
Right chump menace: "This angle? Full view sis-panties peeped."
Rai flat: "Want what?"
Probe coffin bait.
Chumps grinned—coward win: "Don't want peep-spread, right?"
Rai "hesi-fear" nod: "Nah."
Chump: "Rooftop then—chat it out."
Rai: "Sure."
Recall: duo chumps—beat/extort students, near-rape logs, force-addict drugs family-ruined.
Blond sis? No saint.
Ex-led bully girl gang, pure-girl torment.
Locked 'em darkrooms, outsider rape-passes.
Expelled? Street-youth dive.
Chumps' dope = her supply.
Rai agree-rooftop.
Stair-top micro-skirt bait saunter-down.
Hip-sway pro.
Low rent face/bod = vomit fuel.
Rai eyelid-static.
Blond sis lit at Rai: "Oho! Hot stud!"
"Tsk—my type. Boyfriend me!"
Plain face, drug-wizened skull-hag.
Rai mute-contempt.
Annoyed, quick pink pills flash: "Love aloof hotties."
"Up—feed ya this. No more ice after."
"Then we bliss-climax together."
Rai trailed duo chumps + hag to roof.
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...
Five minutes later.
Rooftop.
Rai perched peak, gale whipping clothes.
Beside-ground: duo half-corpse chumps.
Crotch blood-pool, chests caved, orifices bubbling crimson.
Wrecked.
Blond hag—bliss-promiser—head-stomped underfoot.
Breath out> in.
Voice pierced.
"Hey! Dragged me—what?!"
Rai look: rooftop, 10m off—pure black-straight girl cornered by 5-6 chumps.
Saki backed to fence-end, drop to 10+ floors.
Front: hostile leer-grin pack.
Saki yelled fresh-friend Kenjiro: "Kenjiro! Friends, right? Roof views?!"
"What's this?!"
Blond Kenjiro cackle-mock: "Friends? Gullible af?"
"Clocked ya green—noob vibes."
"No pals, no bfs—love-starved. Few words? Spun."
"Hah! Lmao!"
"Loner virgin, bet."
Pill-pocket, pink-marbles thumb-index: "Here, Saki-chan. Eat—bliss overload, drunk-high."
"Blackout mind, hyper-spirit, touch-amp."
"Slut-mode: beg our dicks, rape-plead."
"Human peak simple—get?"
Each word paled Saki one shade.
Final? Sheet-white.
Drug + gangbang horror.
5-6 vs. teen? Quake city.
No escape vision.
Chump gripe: "Lefty Righty + skank sis late!"
"No show? Her turn misses."
Kenjiro: "Whatever—sis trash vs. Saki god-tier, right Saki-chan?"
Grin-query her.
Saki ignored, despaired to "gf" Yui: "Yui... why lure? Why betray?"
Yui deadpan numb: "Me too—drugged gangbang, broke."
"No dope = death. Help 'em = supply. Win-win."
"Lied for your good—join fam quick. Dumb brain? Scam-fodder anyway."
Saki speechless gag.
Rai eavesdrop-backstage? Same disgust.
Expected.
Toilet Crane ping + radar rooftop alert.
Hence chump-sis tail.
Else? John-wrecked 'em, no roof waste.
Silent Saki.
Kenjiro pill-push threat: "Saki-chan, swallow + fuck us all obedient."
"Coop? Gentle."
"Resist? Force-feed same fuck—zero mercy."
"Play-death possible."
"Obey? Playmates later."
"Pure-pretty waste dead."
Impatient chump: "Kenjiro quit yap!"
"Force-pill, done."
"No? Pry-mouth cram."
Saki-torment: "Drug + deflower today."
"Pure virgin → dope-dick addict slut transform!"
Chump creep, pill-push near—Saki corner-quake.
Despair total—powerless teen.
Fate-tears trailed cheeks.
Chumps hyped harder.
"Hahaha! Pure-to-whore—top thrill!"
"Wait Saki—full transform today!"
Kenjiro drool pale skin pretty face.
Then voice rolled calm.
"Transformations prohibited here."
Stun-blank.
All whipped heads.
Saki + chump pack gawked up.
Expressionless black-haired youth rooftop apex,俯视 all.