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"Excuse me, can I sit with you two?"

A young girl with long red hair and an ahoge sticking out from the top of her head stood in front of the two childhood friends, holding her own tray of food that looked way too much for a regular person to have for lunch.

Yumi was the first to snap out of her little trance as a smile formed on her face. "Sure, go ahead! Though, you don't have anyone to sit with?"

"Thank you for letting me eat here," the new girl bowed her head in thanks while she took her seat, "I usually eat with a few other people, but I can't find them anywhere and I don't want to waste my food by waiting for them until the end of lunch period. I apologize for cutting between your conversation just now. Please continue and do not mind my presence."

Fuutarou waved off her apology as he took another bite of his sandwich. "That's fine, we weren't talking about anything important anyway. Enjoy your lunch."

"Thank you," the girl said, sending him a little smile before she began to eat.

While he was eating on his own, Fuutarou couldn't help but pay attention to the lunch that the girl was having. A bowl of udon, two tempura sticks, squid, kashiwa, sweet potatoes, and pudding. The blonde delinquent was clearly surprised at the amount of food she had and even wondered if she could finish all of those in time or if she was even capable of eating all of it. In the end though, Fuutarou decided to keep quiet and focus on his own meal, because a girl's lunch appetite was clearly none of his business.

Meanwhile, Yumi had noticed something distinct about the red-haired girl. She wasn't wearing the Asahiyama High uniform, but rather a black blouse, a white ribbon tied around her neck, and a white skirt. She was obviously a student from another school who just transferred here.

"Different uniform… are you new around here?" she asked.

"You would be correct. I was a student of Kurobara Academy before transferring here. My name is Itsuki Nakano, by the way. It's nice to meet you," the girl named Itsuki introduced herself with a smile, bowing her head in greeting.

Yumi blinked a few times in realization, before the name of the school finally sunk in her mind. "Ah, that private school that only accepts girls, huh? Well, it's nice to meet a student from that place." She then threw out her right hand for a handshake. "I'm Yumi Takebayashi, and the blonde punk here with me is Fuutarou Uesugi. If you need to know anything about this school or if you just need help, feel free to approach me and I'll do my best to help right away!"

While she was surprised at the sudden offer for a handshake, Itsuki didn't hesitate to return it with a smile. "Oh! Uhm… thank you for being thoughtful, Takebayashi-san. I'll make sure to keep your words in mind."

And so, the next few minutes were spent in peace between the three of them, with each focusing on their respective lunches. Unsurprisingly, Fuutarou was the first to finish eating his food. Instead of leaving the table to get rid of his trash, he simply brought out a few of his exam papers out of his bag and began to review his answers like always.

However, it didn't seem like Itsuki saw the purpose behind his actions and she couldn't help but be confused. "Uh… pardon my language, but don't you think it's bad table manners to review your exams while you are still sitting at the table?"

"I don't have much time to study on my own when I go home everyday unless I pull an all-nighter. Plus, lunch period is technically a free period so we're free to spend it however we want. And wouldn't it be more disrespectful if I suddenly leave the table while you two are still eating?" he explained.

Itsuki could only look down in embarrassment at hearing that explanation, before she felt Yumi's hand on her shoulder, causing her to turn towards the Class Rep. "Don't mind Fuutarou-kun. He always does this anyway, even though he gets the highest scores among everyone in our class."

"The highest scores?" Itsuki asked, her eyes widening in interest. She was clearly intrigued with this new discovery. "May I see your test paper, Uesugi-kun?"

Fuutarou sent a curious look towards her for a few moments before shrugging his shoulders, not seeing anything wrong with what she wanted. He didn't know why she wanted to see his results, but whatever. "Sure, why not?" he said, handing over one of his exams to her.

Itsuki quickly scanned the whole paper, and her eyes were almost instantly glued to the giant 100 written in red ink on his score. "A perfect 100?! Amazing…" she breathed out in amazement.

The redhead continued to stare at the 100 for almost over a minute, which prompted Yumi to speak up out of worry. "…uh, Nakano-san? Is this the first time you've seen a perfect score on an exam?"

"It is!" she exclaimed, before looking terribly confused by one particular issue. "But… how is this possible? To be honest, I did not expect a boy who looks like a delinquent to be able to have a perfect score…"

Upon hearing that remark about him, Fuutarou only laughed. That was probably the first someone said such a thing about him and it caused him to feel amused. "Well, that's just rude. Even though I look like this, I'm capable of passing an exam without a sweat. You should never judge a book by its cover, Nakano-san," he said in a playful manner, not looking offended one bit.

It's no use. Itsuki's eyes were already wide open in alarm because she did a bad thing and she wasted no time bowing her head in apology. Her face was tinged red out of shame, while Fuutarou only chuckled and Yumi shook her head in exasperation.

"I know! I apologize for assuming such a thing! It was indeed rude of me," she quickly stammered before looking up at him slowly, the red hue on her cheeks becoming deeper from her growing embarrassment. Afterwards, she shifted her gaze down to her once again, now looking greatly disappointed for some reason. "But… now that I'm seeing how you're able to score a 100 on your test and still spend time studying, I'm only reminded of my own failures when it comes to this aspect."

"What do you mean by that?" asked Yumi, raising an eyebrow curiously.

If Itsuki was red before, then she had turned crimson now. Her face had gone darker than her own hair and she felt like she was about to explode at any moment. "Uhm… w-what I mean to say is that… I'm rather inadequate when it comes to studying and I've experienced nothing but mishaps on my part up until now…"

The two childhood friends only stared at her for a few moments as they took in her words. Despite her attempts to make it seem like her situation wasn't a big deal, they could already tell what she was trying to say. If Itsuki was trying to hide whatever she had in mind from them, then she failed horribly.

"Nakano-san, are you implying that you always fail your exams?" Fuutarou asked without hesitation, earning him a smack to the side of his head from his childhood friend.

"Don't just say it so casually, idiot! You'll hurt her feelings!" Yumi scolded him.

Itsuki shook her head, feeling that she can no longer hide it now. "No, no, Uesugi-kun is right. There is no need for me to deny what's obvious," the girl took a deep breath and released it slowly, finally calming down from her embarrassment. "Indeed, I have always failed my exams and I haven't passed a single one yet. Even though I do my best to study hard, I am unable to process enough of everything to ensure a passing grade on my part."

Both Yumi and Fuutarou exchanged glances, before the Class Rep sent a look of sympathy to the red-haired girl. "You've never tried hiring a tutor to help you?" she asked.

Itsuki shook her head. "Sadly, no. I've always believed that I will eventually be able to pass my exams if I continue to study hard, but I haven't accomplished anything yet."

"Is that so? Well then—" Yumi stopped in her words midway as she was suddenly struck by an idea. "Wait, I got it!"

Fuutarou and Itsuki looked surprised at her sudden words, before they listened closely that what the dark-haired Class Rep had to say.

"Fuutarou-kun, you should tutor Nakano-san!" she told her childhood friend, even patting him on the shoulder for encouragement.

The blonde delinquent blinked in surprise, not expecting this to come from Yumi while in Itsuki's case, she was a lot more vocal with her response.

"E-Ehhh?!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide in shock.

Compared to Itsuki who was about to panic from what she just heard, Fuutarou was simply curious as to why his childhood friend wanted him to be a tutor. "Why me? Wouldn't you be a better choice since you're the Class Rep who makes it her duty to help any student with their problems?" he pointed out.

"That might be true, but you're the one with the highest grades out of everyone! You can handle this without a sweat! Plus, you're lucky that Nakano-san here is willing to study hard. There's not many students who are willing to do that, you know?" Yumi countered with a smug grin.

Okay, she had a point. Perhaps her idea had merits, so it's worth considering at the very least.

"Hmm… I've honestly never tutored anyone before…" Fuutarou pondered, thinking of what could possibly happen if he agreed to tutor this girl. It was true that she needed someone to help her badly, but was he really fitting to be that person just because of his grades? He didn't reach this point overnight, because it actually took him around two years to prove himself as a top student. Can Itsuki be up to the task herself?

"T-T-There's no need for you to bother, Uesugi-kun! I-I can find another person who can tutor me instead of you. Please forget what Takebayashi-san said," Itsuki protested, waving her hands frantically in front of Fuutarou to make him stop.

It's not like Itsuki didn't want him to be her tutor. In truth, she would be happy to be taught by someone more competent than her and was capable of proving it. She simply didn't feel like she deserved it after initially dismissing him for his appearance, even though Fuutarou himself had no problem with it. She judged a book by its cover, something that she shouldn't have done and for someone who considered herself to be a polite and honest individual, she failed at doing so.

Yumi patted the girl on her shoulder several times to try and calm her down. "Ah, don't be like that, Nakano-san. Fuutarou-kun will be willing to teach you for as long as you need! Isn't that right, Fuutarou-kun?"

Even with those words of encouragement from Yumi, it wasn't enough for Itsuki to expect a 'Yes' from the blonde punk, nor was she hoping for it. However, what came next was something that completely took her by surprise.

"Fine, I'll be her tutor. This should be interesting job," Fuutarou shrugged, giving in to his childhood friend's suggestion.

Itsuki blinked owlishly, almost as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You will? R-Really?"

He shrugged again, chuckling to himself in amusement. "Why not? I don't have any problems with my grades, so I suppose I can spend time helping you out with your own."

The redhead's shocked expression seamlessly turned into one that showed joy and happiness, as a big smile took over her face. Itsuki even felt like a big weight was lifted off her chest.

"Oh, thank you so much, Uesugi-kun! I promise I'll compensate you for your time in tutoring me. I promise that I will not let you down, either. Please take care of me!" she exclaimed, bowing her head in both gratitude and respect.

Fuutarou was slightly taken aback at the girl's eagerness, but he quickly shrugged it off. "You don't have to do that, but whatever floats your boat, I guess. So when do you—" He was suddenly cut off mid-sentence when he felt his phone vibrating inside his pocket. "Oh, excuse me for a moment. Someone's calling."

Excusing himself from the table, Fuutarou stood up and walked away until the noise created by the other students there couldn't be heard at all. He then answered the call and placed his phone next to his ear.

"Dad? Why are you calling right now?"

A deep but playful voice came from the other end. "Yo, Fuutarou. Are you in school at the moment?"

"Yeah, I am. Is there a problem or something?" Fuutarou asked, frowning in confusion at why his father called him out of nowhere. The man rarely called him and whenever he did, he would do it when his son was at home instead of school.

"No, no, nothing. I'm just calling to tell you about a little job that one of my old friends offered me."

The blonde punk raised an eyebrow, becoming more confused than ever. "Okay, and what does this have to do with me?"

"Well, the job is actually being offered to you, Fuutarou! My old friend is the father to five identical quintuplets, and he wants you to tutor all of his daughters. The pay's big, by the way!"

Fuutarou blinked, confused with his father's words for a moment before it began to sink in, now understanding what he was trying to say. Isanari had called him about a job that's being offered to him, which was a tutoring gig that involved teaching five quintuplets.

This was an interesting proposition and he was honestly intrigued by it after Yumi had convinced him to tutor Itsuki earlier but unfortunately, that right there was the problem. He was already supposed to be a tutor for someone else, and he wasn't sure about teaching five more people on top of that.

"Well, this just got complicated. I'm already going to tutor Nakano-san, now I'm going to tutor five more girls? Give me a break, old man…" he sighed.

"Wait, what? You already met them, Fuutarou?!" his father cried out in surprise, catching the young man off guard.

"…Huh?"

"You just said you're already going to tutor a 'Nakano-san', right?"

"Yeah, so?"

All of a sudden, Isanari began to laugh. "Then you've already met one of them! The one who wanted you for the job was my friend, Maruo Nakano. His daughters just transferred to your school yesterday, and the one you're talking about must have been one of them!"

"Oh," Fuutarou was surprised for a few moments, before a smile spread across his face at this turn of events. "Well, what do you know? Coming over to eat with us actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Still, this feels like too much of a coincidence… if Nakano-san's father wants me to tutor all of his daughters, then does that mean they're all having trouble studying?"

"So what do you say, son? Wanna tutor some quintuplets?" Isanari's voice cut through his thoughts, forcing Fuutarou to come up with a quick response.

"I don't know, it sounds like a hassle… I suppose I can handle one person, but five? I'm not sure if I can do that."

Fuutarou wasn't really someone who would back out of a challenge, but only when it comes to the physical aspect. The mental aspect, not so much. Scoring a perfect score in exams was no easy feat, and it took him years to achieve that. Doing the same for five more people seemed far-fetched, especially if they're not even dedicated to making it happen.

"That's why Maruo wanted you to tutor them. He knows about your performance in school and he wants someone good to teach his daughters. He'll pay you good money if you take the job, and you can spend that however you want since it's yours," his father explained further. "But if you don't want to, I'll tell him. It's just a job offer for you, and he's not gonna force you to do something you don't want to do."

From this, Fuutarou could see that he had three options. First, he could simply accept the job and tutor five quintuplets, one of which was Itsuki. It would be completely up to him to figure out how to handle all of them and help them in their studies. He could also reject the job completely but continue to honor his agreement with Itsuki, that way he would only need to focus on one person and he won't have to divide his attention between multiple people.

Then there's the third option, which is to decline the offer from his father's friend and back out of his agreement with Itsuki to be her tutor. That way, he'd have nothing to worry about anymore because he has no responsibilities towards anyone. Okay, Itsuki would feel devastated if that happened, but who's to say he can't help her find someone else who's willing to be her tutor?

"Hmm…" Fuutarou muttered to himself, thinking about what he should do now.

«-x-X-x-»

"Where could he be…?" Itsuki wondered aloud as she walked through the empty hallways of the school.

Classes have already ended about an hour ago and most of the students headed back to their respective homes but in Itsuki's case, she made a quick trip to the library to read a few books before remembering that she forgot to talk with Fuutarou about something important, which was their tutoring sessions and when they would take place. She didn't really get to talk to him again after lunch due to their remaining classes and once everything was over, she didn't hesitate to go straight to the library instead.

Yes, it was her fault that she didn't get to talk to him but luckily for her, she overheard a few of her classmates who remained in school for a while that Fuutarou was with Yumi. Apparently, she was classmates with the two of them, which makes things easier for them when it comes to tutoring. She also told them both to refer to her by her first name onwards to avoid confusion, which left Yumi wondering the reason why while Fuutarou just shrugged and played along.

Itsuki asked her classmates where her two friends were, and they only replied that the two were walking around the hallways that time. With that in mind, she took off in search of her tutor.

Speaking of which, what exactly was Fuutarou's relationship with Yumi? From what she's seen of the two thus far, they were pretty close friends and they were comfortable being around one another. Were they in a relationship or something?

Itsuki blushed at the thought of her own tutor being in a relationship, before she shook her head to get rid of it. Growing up as a diligent and obedient individual, she always thought that the idea of having a relationship with someone before marriage was inappropriate, but she knew better than to talk about her tutor and newfound friend about it. She didn't want to disrespect Fuutarou right when he just accepted to be her tutor.

Plus, it's not her business if they were dating, and it's not like it was going to interfere with their relationship as tutor and student. If Fuutarou can be the top student here and be able to balance it with having a girlfriend, then she had nothing to worry about. It had nothing to do with her, and she should leave them alone if they were truly dating.

Itsuki continued searching around for any sign of the blonde delinquent and just when she was about to give up and just talk to him tomorrow, she stopped in her tracks when she saw Fuutarou enter the hallway through the staircase from afar and he wasn't alone. Yumi was with him and the two of them seemed happy for some reason. Did something happen between them?

"There!" Itsuki cheered in her thoughts, walking towards them. "It looks like he's really with Takebayashi-san all this time."

However, neither of the two didn't even notice Itsuki's presence as they walked in the opposite direction, away from the redhead and causing her to quicken her pace.

What surprised the red-haired quintuplet, however, was that the two other teenagers before her stopped at the restroom. No, there's no one who remained outside, both Yumi and Fuutarou went inside the separate restrooms.

Oh well, this just means she can catch up to them and perhaps they could all go home together while she discusses things with her tutor.

Itsuki stood outside the restroom and waited patiently for them both to come out but even after a few minutes had passed, neither Fuutarou nor Yumi came out. Itsuki knew to herself that she was a patient person, but she had limits like everyone else.

Upon checking her phone and seeing that at least five minutes have passed, she frowned in confusion. A boy shouldn't even take this long in using the toilet, so what was taking Fuutarou so long inside? Did he have stomach problems or something?

Hmm, she could go inside the male's restroom and check if he's feeling okay, but that would be too embarrassing. Itsuki didn't want to subject herself to humiliation on her first day here, so the better option would be to go inside the female's restroom and talk with Yumi to find out if her tutor was feeling unwell.

Yep, that sounds like a better plan.

Making up her mind, the girl walked towards the door to the girl's restroom and opened it. Before she could even step inside though, Itsuki's eyes snapped wide open when she saw what was happening inside.

Yumi was currently sitting on the sink, completely naked and her legs spread wide, all while Fuutarou — who was also missing his clothes — had his head buried into her nether regions, licking her folds and clit with his hot tongue over and over. The girl's arms buckled, having trouble keeping herself upright when waves of pleasure kept on hitting her repeatedly from down below. It only doubled when Fuutarou's arms reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them and rolling her nipples with his thumbs, sending the Class Rep into a frenzy.

Itsuki almost screamed from where she was, but she was able to slap a hand over her mouth in time. She did take a few steps back though, her expression showing that she was both mortified and confused at the same time.

"W-W-W-What are they doing…?!" she screamed in her mind, her whole body shaking as she stared at the door before her. "Are they…?!"

There's no way she was dreaming. She saw her own tutor and his childhood friend inside, naked and doing… things that are supposed to be done after marriage.

There's no way to sugarcoat it, either. Fuutarou and Yumi were having sex.

Even though a large part of her brain was already shouting at her not to, Itsuki stood next to the door again, only keeping it slightly open this time so that she wouldn't get noticed. Unaware that something was happening to her down there, Itsuki continued to watch the two childhood friends inside, her gaze unconsciously glued towards the enormous rod that belonged to none other than her tutor, Fuutarou.

The dark-haired girl's moans quickly filled up the restroom. Erratic and short, Yumi's eyes widened all of a sudden when she felt her partner's tongue spear into her wet entrance, causing her to let out a long and loud cry this time. Her face flushed, drool coming out of her mouth, her toes curled tightly, the Class Rep was unable to take it anymore and placed her hands on Fuutarou's head, before pulling him even closer to her crotch.

Fuutarou could only respond in the best way he knew. His tongue flayed out in all directions, licking his childhood friend almost everywhere while also thrusting into her a few times. He even sucked on her clit and labia alternately, enjoying the moans from the helpless girl sitting before him. His hands didn't stop playing with her breasts either, rolling them in all directions and just doing as he wished.

Every part of this body belonged to him, anyway.

"U-Uesugi-kun… and Takebayashi-san… they're… they're having…" Itsuki whispered to herself and despite the voice in her head telling her to walk away, she kept her gaze fixated towards the pair inside. She wasn't even aware that one of her hands went down to her own lower regions, lifting up her skirt up until she reached her panties.

After about a minute of licking and sucking on Yumi's throbbing entrance, Fuutarou pulled away which caused the girl to whimper in disappointment. However, she quickly let out a cute squeak when he gave her boobs a slap, forcing her to look up at him and meet his gaze.

"Turn around and bend over."

Yumi didn't need to be told twice. She immediately got off the sink and turned around, putting her hands on the edge and bending over, sticking her butt out as she faced forward. She blushed hard when she realized what Fuutarou had in mind upon looking at the mirror before her, but she couldn't really say or do anything right now when she was at the mercy of the blonde delinquent behind her.

She let out another loud gasp when he smacked her bottom this time, then crying out in bliss the moment he penetrated her pussy with his glorious member. The slapping of skin against skin soon accompanied her moans as the only sounds in the restroom. Yumi's breasts bounced back and forth in response to Fuutarou's movements and after only a few minutes, the dark-haired girl was left drooling and her eyes rolling to the top of her skull. It didn't take long for her to lose strength in her arms, which almost resulted in her head falling towards the sink but Fuutarou didn't let that happen, grabbing her hair and pulling on it.

Yumi's moans became louder as her back arched, allowing Fuutarou to reach her breasts with his other arms. He pinched her nipples, eliciting another loud cry from the girl. It was also this moment that he heard a particularly different moan coming from the door, but he ignored it for now.

"Keep your eyes up and look at yourself in the mirror, Yumi-chan."

As soon as she heard those words, the Class Rep forced herself to keep her gaze directed towards the mirror as she got impaled by Fuutarou's cock over and over. Seeing herself getting fucked from behind by her childhood friend along with how good it felt only served to heighten her arousal even further, to the point that she was fast approaching her climax.

Not just her, but Fuutarou as well. The blonde tutor pulled on her hair harder as his movements became faster, smashing his pelvis against hers repeatedly to achieve the orgasm that they both wanted.

Their orgasms happen at the same time; Fuutarou grunted and released his load into his childhood friend, filling her up with his hot cum and painting her inner walls white. Yumi threw her head back, her eyes rolling up again and her drooling mouth was wide open in an ahegao look as she sprayed her juices all over Fuutarou's invading cock.

Their shared climax lasted for a few moments until Fuutarou pulled out of her cum-filled pussy and made her face him. Yumi was panting hard out of exhaustion and quickly leaned against him for support, with him wrapping his arms around her. They remained like this for a few moments before the girl pulled away slightly, raising her head to look at him with a sexy smile.

The blonde punk couldn't help but grin at her. "You look like you enjoyed that, slut."

"Yes, Master. I love everything you do to me~" she cooed, wrapping her arms around his neck in return before pulling him towards her for a kiss, which he provided without hesitation.

They kissed for a few seconds before Fuutarou pulled away, a trail of saliva still connecting their mouths. "I know you do, but it seems we're not done just yet."

"What do you mean, Master?" she asked in confusion.

"Because we're not alone right now," he revealed, causing the Class Rep to blink in surprise. "So why don't you get in here already, Itsuki? You're not even doing a good job of hiding your moans, by the way."

Fuutarou turned towards the door to the restroom, his gaze followed by the dark-haired girl with him. Much to Yumi's complete shock, the door swung open, revealing Itsuki Nakano looking like a mess.

Her uniform's ribbon was nowhere to be seen, her blouse was folded upwards along with her pink bra which left her breasts exposed. She was holding up the edge of her skirt with both hands, showing that she had no panties underneath. If looked upon closely, there were traces of liquid running down her thighs which was enough to tell what she was doing just now.

Above all, Itsuki had a face even redder than her own hair but apart from that, she was also strangely quiet. She didn't even care that she was basically flashing her own body to another boy, who happened to be the one who agreed to be her tutor. She only bowed her head, her eyes looking downcast.

"Get in here and close the door," he ordered in a stern voice, letting go of Yumi so he could face the redhead completely. He also sounded pissed for some reason. "Bring your stuff as well and don't forget to lock it."

Itsuki complied right away, turning around to quickly grab her bag along with her discarded ribbon and skirt, taking them inside before closing the door then locking it. She quickly returned in front of him, still keeping her head down like a servant waiting for her next orders.

"Why were you outside?" he asked, going straight to the point.

Her blush only deepened as she began to speak. "I…I needed… to talk to you, Uesugi-kun."

"About me being your tutor, I presume. We didn't get to talk about that, after all," he deduced. "Hmm… and why didn't you just call me out by my name? Things would have been easier if you did that."

Itsuki wanted nothing more than to disappear off the face of the Earth for being stupid enough to not think of that.

"…I didn't think of it," she stammered in nervousness, afraid of what was going to happen next.

"If she's this dumb, then I'm definitely gonna have a hard time teaching her," Fuutarou thought, his eye twitching in annoyance. "You didn't think of it. And now you think that peeping on others' business is the right thing to do?"

She was quick to shake her head, tears now forming in her eyes.

"No. I was wrong."

"Yes you are, but I'll admit that I share some of the blame as well. I left the damn door unlocked and now you had a front-row viewing of us having sex," he stated, before letting out a long, deep sigh. He was not in the mood to be angry right now, not after having hot, passionate sex with his childhood friend. "You know what? Whatever you wanted to tell me, do it tomorrow. I don't feel in the mood to talk to you right now because of what you just did, so you can go home already. I'll stay here with Yumi-chan for a while and clean ourselves up. Wouldn't want the school's janitors to see the mess we made here. Don't worry, I'll still be your tutor, unless you want to replace me with someone else after seeing me like this. Goodbye."

That was all that Fuutarou said before turning his back on the redhead to focus on his childhood friend instead, who was already using a few tissues to clean her dripping pussy. The blonde punk was about to help her out when he heard Itsuki speak again.

"T-That's it…?"

Fuutarou turned around and raised an eyebrow at her. "What do you mean, 'that's it'?"

"You're… not going to do anything?" she asked in a meek voice. Itsuki had thought for sure that the moment she stepped inside the restroom, her tutor would punish her for what she did by having sex with her as well because it would only be fair that way, but he didn't even care about her near-naked state.

He almost wanted to laugh at her for looking confused. Almost. Just what did this girl think of him after seeing him fuck his childhood friend right before her eyes?

"If you think that I'm going to have sex with you just because you peeped on us, then forget it. I don't force girls to do what they don't want to do," he snorted. "So pack up your things, clean yourself up, then get out of here. You have no more business being here."

"N-No, I—!" she quickly spoke up, her voice being picking up in volume for the first time. Her eyes became wide for a moment, before they became downcast once again. "M-Me too…"

"What was that?" asked Fuutarou, curious with what she was trying to say, but her voice just became too soft for him to hear now.

Itsuki shook in place, with her hands rubbing together furiously as a sign of her embarrassment. Her whole body even turned cherry red as she finally began to speak, although in that same soft voice that was near-impossible to hear.

"Me too… w-what you just did to Takebayashi-san… do it to me as well…"

He groaned. "You're gonna have to speak up because I can't hear you—"

Having enough, the redheaded girl shut her eyes tightly and began to shout, "WHAT YOU DID TO TAKEBAYASHI-SAN! PLEASE DO IT TO ME TOO!"

Both Fuutarou and Yumi were caught off guard by that demand that their eyes widened in surprise and they froze for a few moments to take it in. The blonde punk was the first to snap out of his trance though, as he raised an eyebrow at her.

"You want me to do the same to you?" he asked, earning a nod from the girl before he threw her displeased look. "Why should I do that? You were peeping on things that didn't involve you, after all."

"Then… p-please let me make up for my mistake, s-sir…"

"You want to make it up to me? How are you gonna do that?" he challenged, wanting to see if this girl was actually serious and wasn't messing around. Even if he was supposed to be her tutor, he wasn't going to say no to this if Itsuki wasn't joking around. He'll give her what she wanted, but only if she was absolutely sure. He wasn't a rapist and he had morals.

Despite the tomato-red blush on her face, Itsuki slowly grabbed her blouse and bra before taking them off, leaving her topless. She then did the same for her skirt, pulling it down and stepping out of it which left her fully naked in front of the two other teenagers there. She was done, though. She walked towards the sink and placed both of her hands on the edge, before sticking her butt out. It was the same position that Yumi was in earlier.

"Please, sir… put it inside me…" she turned her head towards Fuutarou with a pleading look on her face. Her blushing cheeks only made her cuter, honestly.

"Huh, she actually did it. Guess she's too horny to think straight," Fuutarou thought to himself in wonder, before taking this as a sign that Itsuki really wanted him. Now clear of any doubts, Fuutarou focused on what's more important at the moment. "You know, I still haven't forgiven you for peeping, but I'm willing to overlook it just this once if you beg. Perhaps I'll do what you've been asking me to do," he told her with a stern expression.

Itsuki gulped and began to speak, even shaking her ass before him. "P-Please... let me have your dick—!"

The girl couldn't continue speaking when she was cut off by a harsh slap to her plump bottom, making her yelp with spit flying out of her mouth.

He narrowed his eyes. "I said beg for it, you perverted whore."

After staring at him in shock, Itsuki's mouth trembled in response to his words before she shut her eyes tightly and took a deep breath,

"PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME! YOUR HUGE DICK! PLEASE LET ME HAVE IT AS WELL! I WANT YOU TO FILL ME UP WITH YOUR SEED LIKE TAKEBAYASHI-SAN!"

Fuutarou smirked.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" he chuckled as he positioned himself behind the redhead, running a hand down her back to her shapely ass. He continued to do this a few times, simply admiring her body which made Itsuki blush deeply at being touched by a boy all over. "Alright, you've convinced me. But just a reminder, you're the one who wanted this. Are we clear?"

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good."

"Eep!" Without warning, Fuutarou grabbed the back of Itsuki's thighs and scooped her up, causing the girl to fall back against the boy's chest and forced her to hang on to his shoulders for support.

Getting a good look at herself in the mirror, she was being carried by her tutor even while he was standing, which honestly impressed her that he had the strength to do so, and embarrassed because this was such a shameful position to be in. However, her attention quickly turned towards his raging cock down below, which was already sliding up and down her moist entrance.

Itsuki moaned at the contact but before she could relish in how good it felt, she was suddenly dropped on top of his rod and caused it to plunge into her, slipping through her folds and breaking her barrier. Itsuki cried loudly at her hymen breaking, with a few tears escaping her eyes as Fuutarou stopped moving for now since he didn't want to hurt her. He knew that this would happen, since the same thing happened to Yumi the first time they had sex.

While Fuutarou halted momentarily in his movements, Yumi began to speak up, gaining the other two's attention.

"It looks like Itsuki-chan here was still a virgin until now, Master."

She was kneeling on all fours down below, while looking up at Fuutarou's cock that was now buried deep inside Itsuki's pussy. For some reason, she had a look of amazement on her face as she stared closely at the union of two bodies before her, probably because of the small trickle of blood that leaked out of her classmate's entrance, the first time she's seen such a thing where she isn't on the receiving end.

Meanwhile, Itsuki reacted in the most natural way to another girl staring at her most private part: a blushing face and more stuttering.

"T-T-Takebayashi-san…!"

"Oh, you don't have to be so embarrassed, Itsuki-chan… we're both naked now, aren't we?" Yumi reassured the red-haired girl, before sending her a smug look. "Besides, you were peeping on me while Master was fucking my brains out earlier, so I guess this makes us even."

Itsuki shook her head furiously. "E-Even, so…! This is shameful…!"

Yumi just laughed it off, finding the girl's embarrassment to be amusing despite the fact that she begged for Fuutarou to fuck her. "Oh, give it a rest, Itsuki-chan. You wanted to have sex with my Master, so you're pretty shameful yourself," she pointed out.

"That's not— Ahhh! Haah! Ah!"

Fuutarou immediately silenced the redhead by beginning to move, since he figured that she was no longer in any pain and he was right. The only things that came out of her mouth afterwards were her loud moans and cries of pleasure as he bounced her up and down, while also moving his hips back and forth to meet hers.

"Yumi-chan," the Class Rep quickly perked up at the mention of her name, looking up at Fuutarou who spoke in the same stern voice he used on Itsuki. "Get straight to licking."

Eager to please her master, Yumi didn't waste time and stared at the coitus that was happening before her. Her gaze was fixed towards the cock that invaded Itsuki's cunt over and over. Some of the redhead's own juices have already licked without saying anything else, she leaned in close and began licking his shaft up and down, causing it to twitch and somehow increase in size even further.

Fuutarou groaned at the added feeling of Yumi's tongue on his cock, sending even more waves of pleasure up to his brain along with the hot feeling of Itsuki's walls clamping down on him. Despite this, he didn't stop his actions and moved faster than before, so much that their skin made a slapping sound that reverberated throughout the restroom with every thrust.

Feeling her own arousal skyrocketing from her actions, Yumi began to finger herself with her left hand, going at a ridiculously fast pace to match Fuutarou's thrusts as her tongue went in all directions. She even went up to lick Itsuki's labia and clit, eliciting a loud squeak from the girl when she did so. The blush on her face grew deeper as she used her other hand to play with her own breasts.

Itsuki's breathing became more erratic by now, her moans taking a lot out of her but there's no way she could just stay quiet and do nothing. Feeling overwhelmed with bliss down below brought by Fuutarou's dick as well as Yumi's tongue, Itsuki was forced to wrap her arms around her tutor's neck from behind her, which he took advantage of by giving her a deep kiss. While the girl was surprised at first, she tried to return it despite her strength quickly fading.

All three teenagers were left panting by now, but they still continued to aim for that orgasm so two of them continued to move as much as they can while the other was just helpless. Fuutarou thrusted his hips even faster, while also giving Itsuki's thighs a squeeze every now and then. Yumi's fingers went in and out of her as fast as she could move them, while also rubbing her own clit and rolling her nipples around with her other hand. Itsuki, on the other hand, couldn't do anything but moan and cry out in pleasure from everything that she was experiencing. Her arms had lost strength long ago, but the moment she felt something stirring in her loins, Itsuki couldn't help but reach up to touch and grab her own breasts to bring herself to that high point.

Both girls screamed as their orgasm hit, throwing their heads back and closing their eyes while their mouth was left wide open. Their juices sprayed all over the floor in Yumi's case while for Itsuki, it was all over Fuutarou's cock. And it was also at this moment that the blonde teen finally felt his climax arrive, causing him to pull out of Itsuki just as he shot rope after rope of hot cum all over Yumi's face, hair, and breasts, covering the Class Rep in his white stuff.

Itsuki leaned back against her tutor's shoulder, panting heavily in exhaustion but still managing to find her voice.

"W-Why didn't… you do it inside…?" she asked the blonde delinquent in confusion, when she could clearly remember Fuutarou releasing his hot load inside of Yumi when they did it earlier. The fact that he didn't do it for her left her feeling unsatisfied and somehow displeased.

"Because you didn't deserve it," he stated firmly, reminding her that he was still pissed with what she did earlier. "If you want it, then you'll have to work for it."

Meanwhile, Yumi was clearly enjoying the 'makeover' that Fuutarou gave her, licking up the excess cum that was left on her face and breasts happily.

"Thank you for the meal, Master~"

Fuutarou then pointed to his rod, which was still hard up until now and showed no signs of going limp anytime soon. "Now clean me up. If you do a good enough job, I'll do it inside you after it. If not, I'm going to fuck Yumi-chan in front of you and you'll do nothing but watch."

Upon hearing those words, Itsuki couldn't help but feel reinvigorated. She was denied of an orgasm from Fuutarou, something that she worked hard for. She didn't want that to happen again, so she took a deep breath and put on the most serious look she can muster in her current state, before she came face-to-face with his cock.

Fuutarou could only smile as Itsuki took in his impressive length, licking off her own juices that were still left on his member. At this point, she was no longer blushing in embarrassment and focused on her task alone. She was soon joined by Yumi, who began licking his cock as well with a seductive look on her face. She was completely unaware of Itsuki sending her a dirty look for stealing an orgasm that was supposed to be hers, but that didn't really matter by now.

As the young man enjoyed the attention given to him by his two classmates, Fuutarou knew that this was just the beginning. Those girls who bore witness to him and Yumi earlier have surely gotten home by now, but the memory must be engrained in their minds nonetheless.

There's no telling what they would do with that information, but he wasn't worried one bit, because it was only a matter of time before someone else approaches him for something important…

MINASAN, YONDE KURETE ARIGATŌ! AISHITEMAAAAASUUUUU! *starts playing air guitar*

-Lance