Hina's shout hit.
Tachikawa halted like prepped, sneered back: "Duh!"
"Heh, meant nice chat with you solo."
"Called one—you dragged backup."
"I'm pissed!"
"Last chance!"
"Now—right now—spread for me once!"
"Then no pics drop. Else? Sis-fuck scandal schools-wide!"
Real rage—Tachikawa bared it, drooling straight at Hina.
Blatant threat? Hina no clapback.
Head low silent, tangled mess.
Pitiful face, fear-tremble curves.
She dreaded exposure—Saya ruined, Tachikawa next target her.
Sacrifice self? Fix it?
Brain blanked: post-fuck threats? More leverage? Nah.
Cops? Nope.
Yield or expose—loop.
Tachikawa gulped her pitiful quiver—couldn't hold.
Rai Hikaru wrecked plan.
But this close to prime meat? No quit.
Rai bystander—no stop.
Softie? Normie hero would've jumped.
Tone hostile: "You—Rai Hikaru, right?"
"Hikaru-kun, shot: want club senpai? Join me."
"But warn—no meddle."
Goal: defile untouchables, scar eternal.
Shared ride? Fine.
Just block him? Hell no.
"Y-you... stay back!" Hina weak-warned his creep.
Tachikawa smirked: "No exposure, no sis-shame? No fight—or you know!"
Stick-grab Hina froze frantic, limbs limp—scared statue.
Threat-broken? Tachikawa snapped—eyes red, growled lunge.
Defile yuri petal sis.
Mid-air? Iron arm slammed halt.
Momentum full? Flesh arm steel-forged—unbreakable.
No budge—shoved him ass-plant.
Dazed Tachikawa glared Rai Hikaru blocking.
Furious: "What?! What the fuck you want?!"
Thought coward or perv-watch.
Rai shocked—intervened.
Rai chuckled explain: "Me? Hina-senpai club respect—you wanna what?"
"Hate consent-breakers forcing girls."
"Your yap? Ignored. Hard-on my top senpai? Can't sit—unless mutual."
Tachikawa speechless.
Dude—told her piss in mouth.
Now "top senpai"?
Sichuan face-swap pro?
Towering smirky Rai? Clicked.
Hellbent cockblock!
"You bastard... blocking me—fine wine to poison!!!"
Rage-jump, fist-charge.
BAM!!!
Rai light punch—floored again.
Higashi muscle-tank Rai toyed; Tachikawa photo-scum? Finger-flick.
Weakling down—no pursuit.
Nose-gush clutched, wobbly rise.
Smartish—post-punch knew outmatched.
Eyes dodged Rai—more beat fear.
Twisted Hina, barked: "Oi Hina—you want sis-kiss pics blasted?"
Hina yelled: "Hell no!"
Tachikawa smirked: "No blast? Come fuck me—say willing!"
Plan tweak—Rai forced rules.
Couldn't win fists.
Orig: aggressive ruin.
Now passive.
Threat held—observed: ice shell, gutless waver.
One fuck? Leverage chain—break her!
Spot-on.
Post-line? Hina brows knit, mute tangle—weighing walk-up bang.
Rai arms-crossed, lip-curl amused duo-watch.
Hina long-stare ground-dumb?
Tachikawa snapped: "Say you're willing—now!!!"
"No! No! Not willing! Hate it!"
Hina roared sudden.
Tachikawa flinched.
Pure pretty face twisted fierce emotion.
Tachikawa push—say willing fuck?
Snapped.
Held for Saya? Sacrifice ok.
But his touch? Nausea gut-punch—unthinkable.
Sudden force? Panic yield maybe.
Rai interrupts? Clarity hit.
No yield—ever. Not once, not touch.
Bastard never stops—endless chain!
Rai-roar-stunned Tachikawa? Hina finger-jabbed sleaze-face: "Tachikawa—gag on sight!"
"No sick request—never touch you!"
"Scram! Bug!"
"Wanna stomp you dead!"
"Fuck fuck fuck! Wreck your rotten crotch!"
Threat-suppressed Hina? Rebound vent—filth-spew unladylike.
Self-shocked.
But post-rant? Ice Sprite quench—scalp to toes bliss.
Tachikawa sprayed, mom-cursed? Stunned.
Why? Timid pushover—brave nose-point rant?
No clue!
[Ding! Host aid/stim snaps timid NTR-dumbed Hina to normie IQ—bold no to blonde! Resists threat! Pure Love glory!]
[Reward: Pure Love Points +200!]
System ping? Rai smirked faint.
Points meh—not huge.
Minimal hands-on.
Test-run.
Could've one-shot crepe-blonde.
Memory: Tachikawa pics-threat defiles sisters.
Smash source—preempt.
But world NTR horde—not sis-only.
Kill today—new Tachi-water tomorrow, Tachi-mount after.
Punch weaklings? Low yield—5 points prior.
Shift: teach fish catch.
Dumbed Hina normie-up—face threats right.
Unsure? Experiment.
Worked—mute tangle to rant.
Empower lift NTR-dumb? Rush.
No-lift 200 points free.
Rai content eyed Hina—success fun.
One joy one woe.
Rai buzzed.
Spray-bombed Tachikawa? Face blacked.
Snap-back cold laughs.
Glanced unbeatable Rai, stormed off Hina-sneer: "Fine! Fine! Hina—you dare mouth me?!"
"No elegance—disappoint!"
"Reject me? You both wait!"
"Posting pics now—sis-fuck out! School jokes, family shame!!!"
Cold threat chilled Hina's rant-high—worry creep.
No-fold on sick terms—ever.
But threats? Stumped helpless.
Tachikawa bolt? Hina dumb-grounded lost.
Eyes snagged side Rai Hikaru.
Saved, guided resist?
Pity-gaze auto—help-beg eyes.
Rai sighed: "Hina-senpai, head itchy?"
Hina blinked: "N-no... washed yesterday..."
Rai nodded: "Got it—no brain grown."
No Hina-rebut—Rai: "Scared Tachikawa pic-blast?"
Hina nod-rage: "Duh!"
Rai: "Snatch 'em back?"
"Spy shots—fair game. No pics? No leverage—why tangle?"
Hina eyes lit—enlightenment: "Right! That's it!"
"Why'd I blank?!"
Legs pumped chase.
Steps in—despair twist: "He... too fast—can't catch..."
Tachikawa heard? Or spooked—bolted grove-out.
Headstart—track not bow—doomed.
Help-glance Rai.
Logic: even Rai fast, gap too wide.
"Shit... missed... sis and me exposed... what now... what..."
Mutter-loop panic-spin.
Milk-brained spin? Rai eyed quiver-back bow: "Hina-senpai—bow on back? Legs fail, no shoot?"
"Years bow, tourney wins—props?"
Hina aha again.
Unslung, nocked, drew, aimed Tachikawa.
Twang!
Miss.
Second swift.
Twang!
Miss.
Fading Tachikawa? Panic full.
Drew third—hands shake-terror.
Predict: miss.
Tachikawa grove-edge vanish? Despair.
"Done... past bow range. Tension fucked aim—let him go..."
Self-pity pit.
Hand snatched bow—Rai yoink.
"What?!" Hina yelp auto.
No explain—Rai blur nock-draw.
Hina clocked, sighed flop: "Sigh—that range? My odds 1/10k. Newbie you? Nah—let go."
Rai ignored.
Slow full-draw, loose.
TWANG!!!
Near-snapped string hurled terror-velocity.
Tail feathers spun white-black yin-yang—swim twin-fish bite-tail air-dance.
Club-vet Hina gawked newbie blur-power.
But next? Jaw-drop.
Eyed: yin-arrow nailed!
Razor-tip pierced far-leg Tachikawa!
THUD!!!
Leg-shot stagger—cam pics spilled.
Hina gasped: "Hit!"
"Rai Hikaru—hit?!"
"Insane!"
"That far—past my precision—you nailed!"
"God-tier archer shit?! Holy fuck!!!"
Years club, tourney gold Hina knew hype.
Dazed at calm Rai.
Grandmaster Archery? Draw-locked bullseye.
Bow-lowered: "Down—can't run. Shock later—grab pics first?"
Snap—Hina bolted.
"Oh right!"
Tachikawa grounded, crawl-rise.
Practice blunt no-barbs—mid hurt.
Leg-clutch wobble-stand—immobile.
No block Hina-grab.
Glared, Hina scooped pics, bolted Rai-back.
"Got 'em!" Hina waved triumphant yell.
Pics yoinked? Tachikawa wound-clutch Rai-hate-glare.
No bark—limp grove-out.
Hina Rai-side: shreds pocketed—burn-plan.
Done? Thrilled turn: "Hikaru-kun—that shot godly! Tachikawa escape? Disaster."
"Today's save—huge thanks!"
"No you? Tachikawa threat wins."
Pure pretty thanks? Rai waved off: "No big—piss stumble, handy."
Hina laughed: "God arrows no casual. Sis and me years—your aim owns."
"Long-time vet!"
"Right—join day! My fave target three bullseyes—wondered you?"
"Confirmed! Knew it!"
All-knowing smug.
Rai chuckled.
Funny—believer? Begged shot earlier.
Prior: newbie vibe.
Prior bulls? Others' work prob.
No shock—yuri sis man-hate, ice prior.
Rai zero interest—no care.
But cold pre to post-flip?
Tease: "Big sis-save today, Hina-senpai—thanks how?"
"Teach arrows..." Auto—halt. Couldn't teach him.
Smirky stare? Hina face-shift—bad vibes.
Man-stereotype: gross hate.
Plus Tachikawa creeps common.
Rai words? Body-debt flash.
Smirk-stare? "Got it"—body thanks.
Creep no; him handsome? Tolerable.
Cheeks pink, shoved annoyance, closed fast.
Rai scent-wind—stunned hug, pout-lips smack his.
Touch-split.
Soft ghost—gone.
Hina red-faced sour, cold: "Hikaru-kun—thanks enough?"
Hina "got" it—favor leverage, body-greed like Tachikawa.
Men, duh.
Eye-flick disgust.
Random move, cold-quiz?
Rai blinked baffled.
Wtf? Brain bug?
Move/words = body-pay?
Debt-flesh default? Sis NTR-yield why?
Unsure.
"Meaning?" Rai deadpan eyed cold-disgust Hina.
Rai bafflement? Hina heard "not enough".
'Kiss once twice same—sis first-kiss gone!'
Closed—smack two.
Post-wipe tissue, irked: "There—your pay-off happy?"
"Vice-cap cutie lips twice—bliss?"
"Stare me sneaky like Tachikawa? Boys girl-flesh jerk? Crave my bod long?"
"But sis-only heat. Today's aid thanks—but max one smooch."
"Twice short? Third."
"Creepy payback."
"Not ungrateful."
"You know sis-taboo—no boy-lips prior. Boy-first yours—keep zipped."
Done—third creep-smooch close.
Mid? Rai blocked.
Arm-bar? Hina blinked.
Cold Rai stare.
Pre-speak—Rai shoved wobble-back steps.
Iced: "Hina-senpai, vice-cap—pretty yeah, but think every dude drools fuck-you fairy?"
"Charm overrate?"
"Clear: pass-by, hate Tachikawa scum. Don't lump me."
"Thanks words enough—capisce?"
"No interest—advice: drop ego."
"Think free—I'm out."
Bolt—done.
Got it: sis easy NTR—brain rot.
Misread lame.
No harm—no smack.
Points/NTR-hunt prime—meh shrug, grove-dip.
Rai words? Hina half-doubt.
Bolt? Trap maybe.
Charm known—dude thirst real; disinterest tough.
Far fade grove-edge? Clicked slight.
Doubt-frown chase lag-slow.
Rai grove-out fast.
Solo class-speed plan.
Nope—five silhouettes gate-cluster.
Five style-mix stunners stared lock.
Shino Miyako Natsuka, gyaru trio, milktea-miss Nanami Akane.
Out? Five fast-close.
Puzzled Natsuka-crew: "Told class—why wait?"
Aikido-base boosted Natsuka arm-snag first—massive soft grind, whiny: "Wanna stick with Hikaru-kun—wait team class."
Rena rivaled other-arm: "Rena waits too!"
Yukina back-stick: "Yukina too!"
Kurumi front-no-stick, crotch-gaze low—twintails sway shy: "Hikaru-kun pee done? Not?琉璃's..."
Hands muffled pre-finish.
"Shut it!"
Natsuka-Rena-Yukina sync-scold.
Petite pure silver cutie too freak—taint guilt no.
Muzzle pry? Sudden bump—twirl top whirl, tails heli-funny.
Bumper Akane no-sorry.
Blush-bolt Rai-side, shy-stutter milktea thrust: "Th-that... Hikaru-kun! Thanks!"
"Heart clear! Milktea yours!"
Confess plan.
But Natsuka-gyaru crowd, pretty face? Shy overload.
Hand-off—bolt-shame.
"Wai...!"
Rai Erkang reach—Gyaru Four escape beg.
Gone smoke—speechless.
Milktea-cupped: Natsuka left, Rena right, Yukina back, Kurumi front.
Beauty armor donned.
Gyaru Four siege redux, milktea clutch—no out.
Earred Natsuka-gyaru bicker-vinegar, turtle-class crawl.
Meh wait effort—mutual.
Team class it.
Envy-boy gauntlet, Gyaru Four drag class.
...
Meanwhile.
Rai G4-sieged class-ward, Hina grove-burst.
Eyes snagged instant: crowd-star sole focus.
Four-girl swarm Rai.
Unreal lock-on.
Four same-tier, curvier bustier pretties rivaling him?
Plus Akane milktea-shy-bolt—crush flag!
Gulp hard.
Proof piled: Rai words true.
No Hina-lust.
Beauties swarm charm-proof.
Hina no-need.
Plus admit-handsome.
Clear: zero greed her "hotness".
Flashback rants:
"You sneaky-stare like Tachikawa?"
"Crave my bod huh."
"Twice short? Third bliss-payback..."
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
Face-clutch crimson—ego-spew cringe mortify.
Grove-private mercy—no witness.
But Rai-know? Embarrass-max!
Blush-neck, toe-curl mansion-dig roll-urge!
Post-cringe? Regret tsunami.
"AHH!" Hand-slap head rage.
"Idiot! Idiot!"
"Pig brain!"
"Retard retard retard! Total retard!"
"Saved me—misjudge!"
"Idiot scum! Die!!!"
Mood cocktail: rage, cringe, shame, tears, guilt, regret, sorry.
Regret gnaw—Rai guilt flood.
Dash-apologize, bow-explain misread, forgive-plea.
But Natsuka-crew swarm?
Public toe-earthquake no.
Chest-thump time.
Sis-figure side: Sakuramiya Saya.
Weird sis? Curious: "Hina—what?"
"Chest-head smack—headache? Rub?"
Sis-pop? Hina jolt: "N-nothing!"
"No ache—just... stuff bugs!"
Eyes front-flick.
Saya followed.
Spotted: four-beauty Rai swarm.
Brows knit anti: "Rai Hikaru punk—minutes bow then bail, no grit newbie."
"See him? Hate-bug you too, right?"