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Man, I am so happy at the reception this story is getting... I obviously haven't heard from everyone, but at least I'm getting the thumbs up from the reviewers, so... whoop whoop!
Chapter 1, here we come! Enjoy.
Keima had been talked into a lot of things he wasn't comfortable with during his time he was contracted with New Hell… for someone who had no interest with real girls, or just real things in general, he had to be involved with a lot of girls in that time…
Maybe he'd been lucky that the majority of the girls had forgotten him, but there was the crowd which did remember… and how could he expect them to keep their mouths shut about how they knew him…
In fact, was there any way for these girls to leave the room while still knowing nothing? Keima was good at keeping them out of the loop, but in a situation with all of them in the same place, there was absolutely no way he'd be able to control the flags that were going to get set off… or what about the flag his stupid teacher had set off at full mast.
"W-what's this about a practical!?" Ayumi shouted as she stood up, knocking over her chair, "I didn't sign up for this…"
"We didn't sign up at all," Chihiro replied grumpily from her seat… after the first protest, she felt like all her energy had been zapped out, "As if this lesson wasn't bad enough with this guy coming out of nowhere…"
Her head fell onto the table. From a few seats away, the significantly younger Minami shakily raised her hand… the babble of discussion amongst the girls died down…
Honestly, the diverse group of girls couldn't agree on much, but there was one thing… Minami was a sweetheart…
"W-what's a 'practical' in this class, Nikaidou-sensei?" the frizzy-haired brunette asked. She turned red when she noticed that everyone was looking at her. Nikaidou clapped her hands gleefully.
"I'm glad you asked, Minami-chan," she smiled as she pointed her thumb to Keima, "so do you know this boy?"
"I-I don't know Katsuragi-senpai…" she muttered, her eyes focussing on Keima. While she did know that he was the rumoured Otamega, she hadn't seen or met him personally… right?
"Well, it doesn't matter who he is anyway," Nikaidou blew him off with a laugh, only to earn (and ignore) a glare from the gamer, "but the thing is that he is a boy… which makes him the intended target for all the techniques and points I have made in this time…"
"Oh…" Minami stared at him curiously.
"So to make sure that you have absorbed the information I have given you, I'm going to allow all of you to practice any techniques you may want, as well as ask him any questions you may have about boys…"
With that, the room froze again… maybe she hadn't quite used the words, but the intention was clear… she was basically allowing them a free card to do whatever they may like to the boy… possibly to the point of actually having sex with him…
"B-but I don't even know him," Minami squeaked, pointing out a very legitimate concern with a decent amount of the seats occupants… for the Goddess Hosts who remembered him and for Eri and Chihiro, who interacted with him on a regular basis, Keima wasn't a stranger… but for the seven others, Nikaidou might as well have brought Ryou or some other guy from the street, considering how they wouldn't know either of them.
Somehow, those words cut Keima a lot harder than he expected… he knew he was going to be forgotten by all those girls, but it didn't make the experience of caring for them and then leaving them without saying a word a pleasant one.
"You do actually know me," he spoke against his better judgement, but his eyes didn't leave her. A chill ran through her spine…
There was something about his eyes which felt… almost familiar… like some distant memory she couldn't quite wrap her mind around, but she couldn't shake off either…
"H-how do I know you, Katsuragi-senpai?" she asked, her voice even shakier than usual… was it the anticipation of his answer.
"The same way all these other girls know me…" his eyes fell to his lap as his stomach sank, "I helped fill the gap in your heart, and because you didn't have any need for me, you don't remember anymore…"
Even though Keima was barely talking above a whisper, the girls in the seats had been dead silent. They'd known him before, but now they didn't remember…
Well, except for the seven people who hadn't had their memories tampered with… for those girls, they knew exactly where he helped…
"Keima-kun…" Kanon's melodic voice spoke from her seat, "does that mean you've kissed all of us here?"
"Not me, Kanon-chan!" Eri's somewhat obnoxious voice broke the suddenly uncertain feeling that had settled on the room, "he's my Nii-sama, so I didn't have to…"
Despite that, the girls were still in deep thought, trying to fathom as to what might have happened, and where Keima fit in… and kissing…
Keima didn't shake or nod his head… for the life of him, he couldn't figure out why he'd brought up that topic at all… was he that desperate to close that distance what had opened up between him and those girls during the time he hadn't seen them?
"It's just your luck, Onii-chan," Nikaidou spoke, her voice reverting back to her Dokurou persona, "you have the opportunity to help them again with something important which will affect their lives forever… and this time, they won't forget about it…"
Keima couldn't help it… the last line caused his heart to clench in longing… Nikaidou was offering to close the separation…
Although it wasn't for a small price… if he still treasured those fleeting days with them… and the kisses that were only supposed to affect their hearts, and not his… what would these memories do to him?
"And of course, Katsuragi is asexual, so you don't need to worry about what will happen to him," C interrupted him obnoxiously, causing Keima to groan, "this is just so you can learn more about boys, and yourselves in general…"
While the girls seemed to be muttering amongst themselves, Keima glanced over all of them… Goddess Hosts and muggles alike… they'd changed so much from when he'd first seen them, and it was quite likely they would continue to change… maybe it was enough that he could just watch from afar, but if he could actually be involved…
"Hey, I'd fuck Katsuragi," Hinoki's voice travelled to him, "I bet my dear little sister wouldn't mind him either…"
Keima internally laughed at the face Kusunoki had on… even the word "mortified" wasn't good enough for that… somehow, even those words didn't throw him off as much as he would have expected.
"Also, so you know…" Nikaidou flicked his ear, "if you don't agree, I can choose any stranger to come help with this… and I don't imagine you'd like that…"
And he didn't… he refused to imagine any guy in front of these girls, drooling at the sight of these girls… learning more about them than him or anyone else would know… at least he could trust his own intentions, and that he would never want to hurt them… not that he hadn't done so for some of them.
"I will," Keima glared at Nikaidou, "but I have my terms and conditions with regards for this… including that I need to be untied for this…"
Nikaidou shrugged and undid the rope… a broad smile came to her face when he couldn't see it. As soon as he was free, he went to the board and grabbed a piece of chalk… without saying anything, the room quieted down again. Keima's eyes drifted over the familiar faces.
"If the girls are willing to agree, I will as well…" he said with finality, "however, here are my terms…"
He paused to write them down, after which he threw the chalk back onto its sill. He pointed to his words as he said them.
"'1. Everything is consensual with both parties'… meaning that you have the choice to try anything you may be curious with, as long as everyone involved agrees… this also means that you may choose to do nothing at all…"
The girls nodded… it seemed reasonable enough.
"'2. Everything said and done here will be kept within these walls'… meaning that after this, no one discusses it with students who weren't in this room…"
Ayumi was about to raise her hand, when Keima stopped her, suspecting the question.
"That includes Miyako as well…" she gave the 2B Pencils a look, and they all looked away, basically confirming that they had been thinking about it.
"And '3. You may retract your consent at any time, if the situation becomes more uncomfortable than you are willing to handle'…" a small smile came to Keima's face, "Nikaidou intended for this to be a safe space, and as such, you can choose your own limits, even if you thought you could go further… if this happens, whatever agreed upon activity is over, and you may back away without any judgement or consequence…"
Nikaidou gave him a pat on the shoulder… she couldn't quite explain why she liked that last point so much… but it was mature… he knew what he was getting into, and understood it well enough… Keima was an adult, even if he did act like a five year old around his games.
"And of course, you may choose to leave whenever you want… from here on out, this session is optional and for your own learning…"
"With these terms, who is willing to accept this practical session?" Nikaidou asked… although it was slow, hands popped up one by one, till all sixteen hands were in the air.
"So I guess we're doing this…" Keima took a breath…
"I guess we are…" Nikaidou responded. Suddenly, Eri's hand popped up into the air again.
"Yes… Eri…" Keima pointed to her.
"What's a condom, Nii-sama?"
Keima faceplanted, while Nikaidou threw the duster at her for being inattentive to the entire theory session…
Whatever Keima had agreed to, this was not going to be easy.
So there you have it... the basic rules of this Sex Ed lesson, and the premise in a nutshell... if it isn't obvious, there will be lemons in this story, but probably more story than that... at least for a while, don't expect much in terms of that.
That being said, I hope you've enjoyed the story so far and will stay tuned. Most likely, I'll post every Saturday.
Also, ad I mentioned at the start, thank you so much for the support for the story. I really enjoy and appreciate the reviews, and I like seeing the follows and favourites in my emails. I think for this story, I'll respond to the reviews at the end of the chapter, so lets go
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Zero: Thank you. I hope you like this one too :)
ZelgadisGW: Ooh, my novel... I like the sound of that... and yep, should hopefully be posting it, chapter by chapter... let's just hope it doesn't turn into a 50 Shades situation though :P
Worldbringer Of Joseun: I really liked that joke about Keima trapping himself in a game... then the other girls could take him home and conquer him... which is like a reverse Kaminomi.
That actually might be a fun story... but nah, I'm thinking too hard about a joke. :P
That being said, you're not wrong that the girls are reluctant, but they turned it around, didn't they? Now, they can embark on their very different kind of sex ed...
We'll see about those humiliation congas :P
xellos540: If it isn't my favourite stalker. Welcome back! :D
Thank you for your review which was about the same length as my prologue. I enjoyed hearing your thoughts and I hope that this story doesn't disappoint.
Not OOC!? I think you might be reading a different story there :P
In all seriousness, thank you. I really like how you write Keima, so the compliment feels like a lot coming from you.
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That is all for now. Thank you so much for reading, and please review if you feel like it. I'll be back next week.