Oh lookie here... this story was updated in the last decade... talk about taking my time :P

Though for real, I am sorry how long this took. I only really got into writing this over the December holidays, though I'm making slow and steady progress now. If only I didn't randomly get obsessed with teasing middle schoolers :P

Seeing that it has been a while since you may have read this story, so a little summary: Nanaka had a bit of a meltdown during her sex ed session with Keima, and in turn, he fled from the class but was stalked down by Tenri and Chihiro. Meanwhile, Nanaka is feeling a bit down for being the cause of the whole problem, but Kanon comes to the rescue.

That's probably all you have to know for now. Please enjoy the next part then.

Back in Jun's and Hinoki's group, Kusunoki was irritated, to say the least. Why did she have to do this? Who could even… do that while their sister was in the same room?

It was very rare that Kusunoki felt left behind, considering her intelligence, athletic skills and her effortless good looks. This was the exception though.

She was the only one of the five girls who wasn't getting into this.

She did feel that she was partially to blame, because she didn't take the lesson very seriously, but it had been a real jolt when Yui had appeared by the group with her shirt held closed, only to open it and reveal her very full breasts to all the girls… this lesson was about being open and understanding and embracing sexual desires.

That should be simple enough, right? She did consider Katsuragi to be a very attractive man, and she could full well imagine him in that story Hinoki had told. She just didn't want to do it here.

Not to say that she was unaffected by the story, and her panties did feel like it was clinging uncomfortably, but she couldn't understand how the other girls could just go for it when anyone could be watching.

She specifically tried not to watch when they'd been at it, so she closed her eyes and imagined something else… like the adorable cat which she had adopted… who liked relaxing on her chest as she stroked his fur… who liked hiding in her clothes when she was bathing and dragging her bra around the bathroom…

Wait…

Was that cat a pervert?

She laughed internally for a moment. That didn't make any sense at all. A cat wasn't a human. He probably just liked the heat. He was just adorable…

Her thoughts trailed off as she thought of Keima… she was definitely interested in him, and she was a little intrigued at the thought of sex, but she couldn't quite equate that. She admittedly did get to know him around the time when he joined the dojo, but she didn't feel anything more than a slight attraction to him.

She sighed, gaining a look from Jun.

"Is everything alright, Kusunoki-san?" the teacher asked.

"Y-yes, just fine," Kusunoki stuttered back and rubbed her thigh as if she was continuing… as expected, Jun looked away to give her privacy.

After a couple of minutes, the short session of self-love was over, and Hinoki wanted to hear all about it. Kusunoki was second to last in line, so she made sure that she was listening well enough to at least come up with something believable.

"So how was it for you, Eri-chan?" Hinoki began. The younger Katsuragi smiled broadly.

"It was amazing!" she exclaimed, "I could see fireworks, except there wasn't any!"

"Oh yeah, that's a sign of a really good orgasm," Hinoki smiled warmly, "was there anything in particular that you were thinking about?"

Kusunoki could see why her sister would be curious with that… Eri did give an air of innocence, and she probably wouldn't be thinking about her brother. Even the rest of the group seemed to be waiting for the answer.

"Hmm," Eri scratched her chin, missing the anticipation in the group, "it was a firetruck, I think."

Shiori face-palmed while everyone else looked confused.

"Are you sexually attracted to firetrucks?" Jun asked. Eri shook her head frantically.

"No, no… it was this story I read about a girl and a fireman who were inside a firetruck," everyone ohhed except Shiori, who knew this story. It was one of the books she'd loaned Eri in the last year which probably shouldn't have been in a high school library, but it was still there.

"I finally get it now when she asked him to hose off the fire she had inside," Eri announced proudly. Hinoki seemed proud as well and stroked the younger Katsuragi's hair… meanwhile, Kusunoki just felt a little impressed at how brave Eri was to say such an embarrassing line like that.

"You do?" Jun asked, a little sceptical.

"Of course," Eri smiled, "the hose is his penis and she wants him to put it inside her and orgasm," her voice still had that innocent edge to it, "but I mean that I now understand how it gets all fiery inside."

There was silence for a few moments while everyone just blinked. They couldn't explain what it was, but there was some real dissonance between her embarrassing words and her completely unabashed face. Hinoki's face lit up even further.

"You've grown so much!" Hinoki hugged Eri tight, "I'm so happy that you can discuss this frankly and without embarrassment."

Kusunoki smiled. Of course her older sister would want that.

"So, Eri-chan," Hinoki leant close, "do you have anyone in mind who you'd like to have sex with inside a firetruck?" Eri shook her head without hesitation.

"I think it's nice to imagine, but I don't have anyone I like in that sense," she sighed, "it did feel nice though."

Hinoki ruffled up Eri's hair affectionately.

"Not a problem… you can be my girlfriend…" Hinoki laughed, before noticing Jun and Kusunoki were glaring her down, "or maybe not…" Hinoki cleared her throat and sat back down in her chair, "how about you go next, Kujou-san?"

"It wasn't anything big," Tsukiyo tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, "me and Keima were making love under the starry skies."

"That sounds very beautiful," Jun smiled.

"Of course," Eri agreed, "Tsukiyo-san loves beautiful things the most…"

There was a slight murmur of agreement from Shiori, but Tsukiyo felt her heart sink. That wasn't really how that went down at all.

"Alright… other than the beautiful circumstances, is there anything you might want to share?" Tsukiyo frowned.

'I watched two other girls make out and imagined doing the same with my best friend…' as if she could say that though. Her eyes met Shiori's for a quick moment before she ripped her eyes away.

"T-there wasn't anything else," Tsukiyo sighed. She didn't like this feeling of confusion.

"Alright then," Hinoki didn't probe, "how about you, Shiomiya-san?"

Shiori jumped slightly and blushed, more from the attention she was getting than the topic.

"Uhh… it was nice, I guess," she answered in a small voice, "it felt like the muscles were tensing until they finally broke… that part felt amazing."

Honestly, it was a little too much. She was able to suppress her voice for the most part, but there was no silencing her final moan. Fortunately for her, Tsukiyo had slipped out of her chair and fallen rather loudly too, so no one knew it was from her.

Hinoki nodded approvingly and motioned for Shiori to continue. The librarian struggled but did so… Kusunoki tuned out for a moment. The girls probably had said enough for her to tell a believable enough lie… it just didn't feel right though.

Maybe the other girls were innocent and trusting enough that they were able to orgasm without being worried that someone would watch them, but she knew that Tsukiyo was having trouble, coz she asked Hinoki for help… Kusunoki didn't feel like she had a leg to stand on there, for her complaints at least…

"So tell us about your experience, my sweet little sister," Hinoki turned to her. Kusunoki frowned. She wasn't sure how her sister would react there.

"I'm sorry," she apologised, "I got stage fright from being around other people, and I couldn't do it."

Kusunoki watched her sister expectantly, but there was no annoyance or irritation in her eyes… if anything, she looked a little regretful.

"I guess I can't really blame you there," Hinoki responded in a demurer voice than usual, "can I trust that you'll try again at a time where there are less people around?"

"Sure," Kusunoki answered truthfully, "it sounds like the other girls really liked how it felt, and I want to know too."

Hinoki's smile grew again. She turned to the last person who hadn't spoken, and the youngest of the girls.

"How did it feel for you, Minami-chan?" the shorter girl looked up, lost in her head for a bit… in fact, she'd been silent for most of the last conversation.

"Y-yes?" Minami stuttered, giving everyone a deer-in-the-headlights look. Jun smiled sympathetically.

"Everyone is just talking about their experiences masturbating, so we wanted to know yours."

"A-ah, yes…" Minami clambered to her feet, as kids normally do when spoken to in class. Tsukiyo couldn't help the laugh which spilled out of her mouth, while Kusunoki just wanted to hug Minami because she was too damn cute. The teachers had more tact than to react to that, at least.

"I-it felt really nice," Minami blushed red, "i-i-it was like I could see lightning in my eyes from how strong the feeling was."

"Very good," Hinoki nodded approvingly, "were you thinking about my festival scenario?"

Minami shook her head vehemently. She didn't want to appear like she didn't have any sexy imaginative skills of her own.

"N-no," she blushed redder, "I was i-imagining me and K-katsuragi-senpai at the pool…"

"Swimming, I bet," Tsukiyo murmured under her breath. Minami's face darkened.

"Not just swimming," Minami scrunched her hands into fists, "we also went in the s-sh-showers to f-f-f…" as she struggled to get the word out, everyone just smiled. Minami was just the most adorable thing to exist.

"We hear you," Hinoki calmly put a hand on her shoulder, "you don't need to force yourself or anything…"

Minami sat down and tried to wish her embarrassment away. This wasn't the impression that she wanted to give. She had already gotten up like a little kid, and now she couldn't even say the word fuck.

"S-so," Jun stood up, looking at Hinoki, "does this mean we're actually done here?" Hinoki scratched her temple.

"It might be… I mean, all the girls did actually get to orgasm other than Kusunoki, and even she is willing to try it later… so our work is actually done."

Tsukiyo breathed a sigh of relief. She needed a bit of fresh air and a word with Vulcan so now would be a good time to go on the balcony.

"That's great then," Jun spoke up, "all you girls can be dism- " her voice cut as Hinoki captured her lips. There was a loud whoop from somewhere while Tsukiyo watched, her brain blanking out again. What the hell was going on with her brain?

She desperately wanted to look elsewhere, but her eyes and body were frozen, first watching Jun fight back for a moment before calming down and accepting the kiss. They pulled back after a few moments.

"What happened to asking permission?" Jun glared the older Kasuga down, who shrugged.

"I did ask before," Jun rolled her eyes.

"Before you go, I want to remind you to not only ask for permission, but actually wait until they say yes. Consent is one of the most important things to consider when…" Shiori laughed internally, a thought that she wanted to express came to her mind. She turned to her best friend.

"I guess this is a situation where we do as they say, not as they do, nee, Tsukiy-" her smile fell as Tsukiyo turned to her, an indescribable look on her face… Shiori felt a shiver go down her spine as Tsukiyo's eyes settled down on her lips for just a moment.

That was all it took. When Tsukiyo's and Shiori's eyes met, it was clear. Tsukiyo knew that her mind had been read, and there was nothing she could do about it.

(* * *)

Back on the ground, things had kinda fallen into a lull after Nikaidou had cancelled the truth or dare game that they had going on. It didn't really help how the group's numbers had dwindled to a measly five.

"Though the grumpy teacher had a problem with dares, didn't she?" Sumire asked thoughtfully as she chewed on some pocky, "we can still continue if we only ask each other questions now."

"But what can we ask now?" Mio helped herself to one as well, "it's not like we have much in common now."

"I mean, we never did," Ayumi shrugged, "but it feels more obvious when it's a smaller group, huh?"

"Well, we do have Keima-kun," Yui reminded her, before frowning, "I had no clue he was such a play boy."

Ayumi shrugged. Like Yui, she hadn't quite known the scope of Keima's relationships, but considering that Nikaidou was able to fill a classroom with girls… play boy sounded about right.

"Speak for yourself," Mio folded her arms, "I know nothing about that commoner." That earned a nod from Sumire.

"Yeah," Sumire's eyes narrowed, "other than those rumours with Nakagawa before, I've never even heard that name." Her eyes fell on the piece of pocky she was rocking between her fingers, "and you tell me that we've kissed before."

"That is what he said," Mio patted her shoulder empathetically, "I'm going to get an explanation about that."

Ayumi and Yui shared a look of sympathy… partly for the girls who hadn't gotten their memories back, and partly for Keima, who would have a world of explaining to do. It was unlikely that Mio and Sumire were the only ones who would want answers.

"Which reminds me," Sumire cocked her head, "he said that some girls kept their memories," Mio nodded, "do you know who they are?"

Akari glanced at the goddess hosts as their sympathetic looks changed to alarm. Interesting… they were worried, even though there wasn't much logical reason to be.

"Kanon-chan for sure," Mio remembered the conversation from earlier, "he didn't mention anyone else… or why she remembered."

"Because she has a Goddess," Akari answered in her usual dull voice. Mio and Sumire turned to look at her, "it's the magic which brings their dormant memories back."

"A goddess?" they questioned in unison.

"Of course," Akari replied nonchalantly, "it's the same for the other girls too." Mio and Sumire glanced at each other as if to confirm that this wasn't common knowledge. Then they glanced at the other two girls, whose faces were disinterested in the topic, to say in least.

"What is a goddess?" Sumire asked. Mio, on the other hand, continued scrutinising the two girls, who froze at the question.

"Maybe you should ask someone who has one," Ayumi glanced up from her socks to see that Akari was waving a hand in her and Yui's direction, and of course, Mio and Sumire were looking at them with a shocked expression.

"What happened to keeping this a secret?" Ayumi stared down Akari, but she seemed unfazed.

"Katsuragi already revealed that people have lost their memories and he's had changed the room properties to be more comfortable," Akari explained, "it might make his time easier if everyone knows what's going on."

Ayumi sighed but resigned herself. The crazy robot chick might have a point anyway.

"So will you answer the question?" Sumire asked, "what is a goddess and how is it inside you?" All four pair of surrounding eyes fell on Ayumi. She wasn't getting out of this.

"I probably have to start somewhere, so... I guess I first remember seeing Mercury in a dre–" her sentence tapered off as her attention was caught by the older Kasuga sister loudly congratulating her co-teacher on their successful discussion circle. The others followed her eyes after a moment.

Then they widened as Hinoki dipped Jun and gave her a long kiss, Yui gave out a loud whoop and the rest laughed. Akari quickly whipped her notebook open and pulled out a pen from her scarf, readying herself for a lot of writing.

Ayumi exhaled in relief… maybe she would get out of this.

Things settled after a few minutes, with both groups finally pulling their chairs into a messy circle. Jun was still red faced from the kiss and all the attention it had earned her, but no one was giving her a hard time about it anymore. In fact, Hinoki was still on her pro-masturbation agenda with the other girls whom she hadn't been talking with before.

As the chatting continued, Akari moved off to talk to Nikaidou, who was still watching from the back. Ayumi jumped as a hand landed on her shoulder. It was Eri in the adjacent seat.

"Ayumi-san, are we missing some people here?" she asked curiously. Ayumi scratched her head.

"Katsuragi and Haibara are still inside, I'm pretty sure," she responded, "but Chihiro, Ayukawa and Kanon were also in the room earlier."

"I wish they'd be done already," Yui pulled out her smartphone impatiently, "my turn was supposed to begin fifteen minutes ago if they'd been following the schedule."

"Wait, are all five of them…" Eri wondered, but Ayumi held up a hand.

"Chihiro, Ayukawa-san and Kanon-chan all left earlier, so I don't think so."

Ayumi paused for a moment… first three girls went in, then they all came out and left the classroom… what kind of kinky stuff had happened in there that all of them had to go to the bathroom?

"Actually, Kanon-chan did come back in the room," Yui inputted, "she told me she had been in the bathroom."

"So Kanon-chan, Nii-sama and Nanaka-san are in the room now?" Yui nodded gravely.

Ayumi raised an eyebrow… honestly, both situations were equally weird, and it made her a bit curious.

"Do you think we should go see what's happening in there?" the runner asked.

"I think we should kick them out so I can get my rightful turn!" Yui added.

"I want to see Nii-sama," Eri added. Yui and Ayumi wondered if she knew what she was actually implying, but whatever. They'd reached some consensus now.

Besides, with how long it had been, everyone should be decent, right?

"Ah, that was refreshing," Hinoki stretched her arms in her chair, catching both Minami and Sumire in her long arms.

"W-what was, Hinoki-san?" Minami asked nervously.

"Just teaching young women how they can enjoy and love themselves," she smiled cheekily, "I think Minami-chan got the best lesson from everyone," Minami blushed.

"I-it was o-only because my mother had lied to me," she stammered out her excuse, "if my parents hadn't sheltered me so much, I'm sure I would have a lot of boyfriends and lots of s-s-sex."

"Of course," Sumire agreed. Minami looked at her gratefully. At least someone understood her.

"Y-you think so?"

"I do," Sumire agreed, "your parents and the environment plays a lot into what kind of person you are, and as the youngest child, you were probably coddled and babied by your older siblings."

Minami blinked after a beat.

"So you are the youngest child in your house, right?" Hinoki asked, "or is it just that you're the youngest here?"

"I-I'm the youngest child," Minami said in a defeated voice.

There was a murmer of agreement and nods from the closest people and Minami shrunk even smaller.

It was a complete lie, of course. Minami did have a younger brat of a brother, and she'd always felt plenty mature in her role, even if she was short for a fifteen year old. Unfortunately, she was just surrounded by giants who were much more grown up than her that she just couldn't keep up.

She just had to show them that she could be an adult too.

"That's nice," Sumire smiled kindly to Minami, not really knowing the effect her kindness had had on her, "I'm an only child."

"I have a younger sister as you know," Hinoki indicated to the younger Kasuga, who was conversing with Tsukiyo, "but she's nowhere near as cute as you… except when she's playing with her cat."

"Kusunoki-senpai has a cat?" Minami wondered. Hinoki smiled and pulled out a picture of Kusunoki relaxing on her bed, making the small cat in front of her dance on his two hind legs. Minami felt herself relax a bit from the joyful expression on Kusunoki's face, which she certainly hadn't seen today.

"She is very cute," Minami agreed. Hinoki smiled.

"Don't tell her that I showed you this though… she hates it when people think she's cute," Minami nodded and smiled. Hinoki hid the picture once again, and turned to talk to Sumire and Mio, when she let the smile falter.

None of the girls meant anything bad when they called Minami cute or small… those were certainly compliments that she'd received outside the confines of this room too.

Maybe the reason it bugged her now was because this was a romantic setting with girls who were older and more beautiful than her… most likely, all of them had had experience from other boys, but here she was… some kid whose only experience with a guy was a kiss she didn't remember, who had all these other girls vying for his attention.

She would need to be bold… to show everyone and herself that she's a real contender if she wanted to date Katsuragi-senpai for real.

An idea came to Minami's head, but she quickly waved it away, her face steaming. Even if she wanted to, this wasn't possible.

Mio stretched in her chair, half paying attention to the conversation on her right, half thinking about the conversation from before which had gotten interrupted and wishing they could get back to that. Unfortunately, she was dragged into the conversation as it was taking a different direction.

"Though I was wondering," Hinoki shifted in her too-small chair, "what do you girls want to get out of this lesson?" she smiled, "do you have any ideas about how you'll spend your individual time with Katsuragi?"

Mio's eyes fell on Sumire, who blushed for the first time since class had begun… that was interesting.

"I wanted to try something that I don't imagine I'll get to try again," the ramen enthusiast scratched below her ear, "though I don't know if he'd even be okay with it."

"What do you want to do?" Mio found herself curious. Somehow, that made the girl even more embarrassed. She turned a deeper red and shrunk into her chair.

"You know we won't judge if you te–" Sumire pointed to a plastic shopping bag by the wall. It took Hinoki a moment before she got up to check it out.

Her eyes widened, as did Mio's, when she recognised what was in there.

"Wow", Mio mouthed. That was… something.

"Go for it," Hinoki gave Sumire a pat on the shoulder, "and tell me how that goes."

"I don't imagine Katsuragi would ever hate that," Mio added. Sumire looked up for the first time, "in fact, that might be quite fun…"

"I think Mio-chan should join then…" Hinoki added. The girl in question glared.

"Don't say unnecessary things," Mio hugged Sumire's shoulders, "we've already traumatised her enough."

Hinoki decided not to mention the blush on Mio's cheeks… might be unnecessary.

"Though I would be interested, to be honest… I don't care if it's on you or him," Hinoki chortled at Mio's response.

"Oh fuck off, Mio," Sumire shoved her off the chair, but there clearly weren't any hard feelings there, and Sumire did help her up afterwards, laughing loudly.

"Now how about you share your big ideas," Sumire asked as she plopped back into her seat.

"I'm going to disappoint, but I really don't have big ideas," Mio sighed, "I'm on my period now, so there's no way I'm going to do anything which involves undressing." Mio folded her arms tightly.

"I mean, it's up to you," Sumire shrugged, "but an opportunity like this may not come again, so you should try something you've never tried before."

"And I will," Mio stuck out her tongue, "I'm going to find out exactly what happened, and then I'm going to punish him for not telling me sooner."

"Ooh, kinky," Hinoki laughed. Mio glared at her.

"Though the offer to share still stands," Sumire added. "you can even take the good part."

"What?"

Sumire smirked and mimed something. It took Mio a moment to connect it, but her face darkened as she continued. Then it went into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck off, Sumire," Mio shoved the ramen enthusiast off her chair.

Back in the room, the ball was in Kanon's court… Nanaka's yellow panties and tights were tossed to the floor and she was lying on her back with her legs wide and elevated, her skirt sitting effortlessly on her thighs and blocking Kanon's face from view. Most likely, this was the view that Nanaka had had not two minutes ago.

Except Kanon was freaking out.

Not that she didn't like it… on the contrary, Nanaka's inner thighs and lips – shiny from her arousal – and the sharp smell she couldn't quite describe was all very inviting and she'd love nothing more than to bury her tongue in there and try to make the most out of the experience… to make true of her previous words and show this girl just how amazing her idol tongue could make her feel.

The problem was everything that wasn't bared for her which she wanted… her parted lips that were whispering things Kanon couldn't hear… her heaving chest under her thin school clothes… the collar bones that peeked out when her chest rose in the right way… her flat naval which shifted with her body… those small hands which were curled around the blanket in fists…

It wasn't enough.

She wanted to talk to her more about Shougi… hear more about the school who's uniform she'd gotten crumpled and wet… hear more of that Kansai accent talk about anything… see more of that bright smile and that bright volumous hair that couldn't be held down.

If it was possible to fall in love with someone in a couple of hours, Kanon had done it…

And this was the last thing she needed in her life.

The hesitation went on for a moment longer, just enough that Nanaka started getting up and calling her name. Before she could get the words out, Kanon attacked, a bit more aggressively than was needed.

Nanaka moaned and fell back, and the idol breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her shoulders ease up. She really didn't want to be seen right now when she didn't know what kind of expression she had on.

It was enough. Kanon had to stop being so greedy.

Kanon rubbed the soft skin of the Nanaka's legs and cleaned her inner thighs gently with her tongue, getting the teasing hint of her essence… each lick was rewarded by a sharp intake of air or a shifting of her body to try and position the idol better between her thighs, She took it as encouragement and held onto Nanaka's hips and kissing her lower lips like she would her upper ones… softly and slowly, her eyes fluttering shut to let her other senses run wild.

She was going to make Nanaka's orgasm the greatest one that she possibly could.

It amazed Kanon how much she could perceive from her hyperactive senses… from the shifts of the blanket and the squeezing of her legs, she could tell what spots Nanaka enjoyed getting touched, and Kanon's long fingers joined to aid the mission. She could smell Nanaka's natural scent and the sharper version that was her juices. Her skin tasted of warmth and something more addictive with a sting on her tongue… Kanon's heart was beating in her ears, melding with the sounds of Nanaka's moans and the bed shifting.

"Kanon…" Nanaka breathed, "go faste–" her words faltered as Kanon obliged, deepening the kisses and rubbing her nose against her clitoris. The more Kanon's tongue explored her pussy, the wetter it got and the more Kanon licked. After a couple of seconds of this ministration, Kanon could tell the signs that the girl in front of her was going to break. As she was already held in an iron lock by her thighs, with no chance of her head moving, Kanon knew that she'd have to tap into the idol lung capacity and just keep licking and sucking and pinching between her teeth, letting Nanaka ride out her orgasm, letting her sweet juices be her reward.

With a moment of strength, Kanon pulled Nanaka's legs over her shoulders and sat up to be in a more comfortable position. Her hands quickly slid up her thighs and flipped up her skirt, her hands holding up her body with her waist under her shirt. Unfortunately, the one thing she hadn't expected was Nanaka's light brown eyes to meet hers for just a moment as the former reached her climax and squeezed her eyes shut.

Kanon cursed at the courage that flooded through her as she doubled her efforts. Her hands continued moving up Nanaka's thin body and pushed her bra clean off her chest, her fingers pinching and rolling her nipples.

Nanaka's eyes widened as they met Kanon's determined ones, but Kanon was rewarded when they closed for a second time and the shaking started up again, barely letting her previous orgasm abate.

This second time, Kanon let herself slow down, her hands massaging Nanaka's tits – to make up for the abuse it had gone through before – while her tongue slowly lapped up her clit, her eyes just enjoying the pleasant experience of Nanaka's orgasming face and the cool down after that.

As Nanaka returned from her high, her thighs slackened and she gave Kanon a sweet smile.

"I gotta say…" she spoke out between breaths, "when ya promise sumtin'… ya deliver…"

"Yeah," Kanon let out a weak laugh as she pulled her hands out from under Nanaka's shirt, "sorry if I went too far…"

"Ya kiddin' me!?" Nanaka exclaimed, "tha' the best fuckin' thin' I eve' felt in ma life…"

Kanon felt herself blush, even though this was exactly what she was aiming for. She busied herself by letting Nanaka's legs down and putting a bit of space between them, while trying to calm her heart.

"I' never cum twice so quickly, ya know…" Nanaka let out a breathy laugh, "this must mean tha' ye're really good a' this…"

"M-maybe," Kanon scratched her chin… or maybe she's crazy and nearly let herself suffocate doing this… not that she had any regrets.

"I think Keima's really gon' like that," Nanaka remarked. Kanon turned to look at her, but like before, she had a soft smile.

"You're not sad about before?" the idol asked.

"As ya said, it was jus' a bad time," Nanaka sighed, "I know actions are louder than words, but i's not Keima's fault that his body couldn' express his words."

"Exactly," Kanon lay down next to Nanaka, "Keima-kun does have to lie sometimes, but I don't think he'd lie about this."

"Tha's good," Nanaka smiled, "thanks for this… twas amazin', if I'm be'n honest."

"Glad to help," Kanon grinned, "it was the same for me as well…"

Nanaka turned her head over for a moment and her eyes met with Kanon's. But there was a different kind of feeling now. Like there was a certain charge in the air which the shougi enthusiast couldn't quite place.

She couldn't quite place the expression in Kanon's pink eyes either, but she could tell that she wasn't averting her eyes.

"W-what is it, Kanon?" she asked nervously. The idol snapped out of it at the sound of her voice.

"I-it's nothing," she quickly tore her eyes off and opened her phone, "Chihiro-san sent me an email."

"About Keima-kun?" Nanaka asked hopefully, "is he alright?"

"He is," Kanon breathed out a sigh of relief, "Chihiro-san says that they're both coming back now."

"Kosaka is pretty good, innit?" Nanaka cheered, "Gotta thank 'er after I apologise ter Keima."

"Sounds good," Kanon smiled as she pulled herself up, "but first we gotta get out of here without letting anyone know that we were together here."

"Good idea," Nanaka scratched her head, "though I should see if I can get up… my blood pressure ain–"

"Of course you can get up…" Kanon hoisted the other girl up by the hands, before the girl blacked out, "uh oh…"

Luckily Kanon hadn't given her too much momentum, so she fell right back where she'd been lying before, but the idol still had too tight a grip that she fell on her, their hands still clasped.

"I-I'm sorry Nanaka," Kanon quickly scrambled off her onto the bed, but Nanaka did still have a firm grip on one hand, which had fallen under Nanaka's back, "please let go…"

For a moment, Kanon tried to wriggle out, but she paused when she realised how close they were.

Nanaka looked like she was asleep, and her face… her body… her lips… they were completely vulnerable and open.

"Please give me my arm back before I do something I regret," Kanon begged as she tried to wiggle out. Somehow, she got the momentum to pull, and she got her arm back, none worse for wear.

This complicates things, Kanon noted as she surveyed the scene in front of her… She didn't want to leave Nanaka passed out like this, but it would be worse for both of them if she stuck around and someone came in… it would just be best if Kanon hid and Nanaka could explain that she fell asleep or something…

Kanon's eyes drifted to the floor and she sighed. She'd need to do something about these tights and panties as well. The entire story would fall apart if Nanaka was naked from the waist down.

"Please wake up," Kanon shook Nanaka, but she was still out like a light. Kanon groaned… she'd have to do it herself. She quickly ducked down

Kanon draped the tights easily on her arm, but she paused to look at the underwear… just simple yellow cotton with a little bow on the top… the kind you get three in a pack at clothing shops.

The thing which made it remarkable was the patch of moisture at the bottom, and the fact that it smelled of Nanaka.

God, she was such a pervert, she repeated to herself as she folded Nanaka's panties carefully and placed it into her skirt pocket. Her common sense and human decency was telling her to put it back on Nanaka, but the rest of her just wanted to keep it to remember today… likewise, she didn't want her panties back either…

Kanon took a deep breath as she held up Nanaka's tights… she'd need to touch the girl to get her tights on, and she wasn't sure how much she trusted herself to do that without losing her sanity. She took a breath and pulled out the legs so that it was the right way around.

"Nee, Nanaka-chan," Kanon spoke, mostly for her own sake, "I hope that you don't mind me taking your underwear," she laughed softly as she eased it over her feet, taking special care to pull it on right, "you can keep mines as well, of course," Kanon pulled it up her legs, but not letting herself feel too much.

This was really working!

"Though you passing out was pretty inconvenient," Kanon said with a smile in her voice as she pulled it up her thighs, "though I probably shouldn't lo – whoa, you're actually quite light," Kanon rolled her over as she pulled the tights over her cute butt. In a way, Kanon was relieved that she didn't need to look at her naked for very long at all.

She laid Nanaka on her back as she smoothed down her skirt… now she was more or less decent. The shougi girl really could be asleep now, for how peaceful she looked now.

Kanon paused before leaning closer, stroking her hair softly, spreading a soft scent of some orange scented shampoo. The idol's eyes roved over her face for a moment before she stood up and spun in frustration, her head falling into her hands. She definitely didn't need this right now.

Just… she was so damn cute!

Kanon stood up and took a deep breath… she was supposed to be in love with Keima… she'd made her peace that he'd never want to be with her, but she hadn't quite managed to push those feelings away.

What the hell was wrong with her that the one day she would get to spend time with Keima was the day where she'd fuck up and fall in love with someone else!?

"Nee, Nanaka," Kanon gave her shoulder a little shake, "what am I supposed to do?" her voice trembling had nothing to do with that shaking motion.

Of course, Nanaka remained silent. Kanon's head fell. Why was she so hopeless? She barely knew anything about her.

"I don't really know if I'll get to see you again after today," Kanon said sadly as she held her cheek, "but I really enjoyed the time we spent together today…"

Kanon took a shaky breath and pressed a soft kiss on her lips.

"I love you, Nanaka," she stepped back after a moment, "sorry that I won't get the guts to say it to your face."

Her voice broke with that last admission and she pushed up her glasses, mopping her wet eyes with her uniform's shirt. She didn't have time for crying now… she needed Apollo to cast some kind of spell to wake Nanaka up –

That thought froze with Kanon as her glasses fell over her eyes, revealing two figures who hadn't been there before – in perfect 20-20 vision.

The surprise on Yui and Ayumi's face was matched perfectly with Kanon's. Yui was the first one to gain her composure.

"Technically you did say it to her fac – Gaah!" Ayumi elbowed her in the ribs.

"Learn when to shut up, for fuck's sake!"

But the damage was done already, and Kanon wished for the sweet release of death…

So let's see... Hinoki's little circle has gotten dissolved without Kusunoki getting off... Kanon and Nanaka have an explosive ending... Minami gets to chat with some of the other girls and gets kid-sibling-zoned by them. I'd kinda say that these last two chapters were just the ending of current plotlines, with hints to what may be coming from now...

But it's alright... there's still plenty of stuff to write about. I hope you guys will keep an eye out on this.

So review time:

Ghost Man: I guess we gotta ask Zelgadis about that art, huh? :P

Heh, you do have a point about the dripping thing... it's a hard balance between writing something I'd consider sexy and something which I'd consider realistic. Gomen, ne.

That is kinda a sad thing about reality... I don't think it's possible to love someone in exactly the same way that they love you. Everyone has their own experience with romantic love and no one is wrong either.

Ooh, is that a fellow shipper I see before me? I think they'll always have a very unique relationship, though I'll leave the butt kicking to Ayumi. Using her legs is more in her jurisdiction :P

On your chapter 14 part, I do agree with you there. There's too much emphasis on Sex Ed classes on making the choice to abstain and judging those who don't, with special emphasis on girls. In this day and age, it feels dumb to teach sex ed like that.

Though about keeping it classy... tbh, I don't think I care enough. I write it like how I enjoy them, and it'll probably remain like that.

Though I'm curious how you'll feel about 7s and Kanon in this chapter...

Thanks for the insightful review. I enjoyed it :)

Guest: Hoo, you noticed that I actually mentioned that as one of Chihiro's fantasies in a chapter quite a while back. I'm hella impressed.

Lol, I think anyone who looks at my fanfiction page will know exactly where my shipping preferences are. Although it would be funny if I decided to just ditch that and leave the ending open.

Though you seem like someone who pays a lot of attention to this story, coz you've noticed a lot of the guns I've randomly been hiding around this fanfiction. Thanks, hey. I'm glad that you've enjoyed it enough to do so.

Xellos540: M-masterpiece? O.o

Does this mean that I have to do pushups? :P

At this point, every regular reviewer has pointed out that Chihiro and Keima are probably going to be endgame, so I wonder if there's a point of being coy about it.

Though that's interesting. I've always kinda considered Chihiro immune to how Keima's personality shifts. There was a scene pretty early on in the Goddess Arc where he was trying to confess to her by some tree, and Chihiro calls him out. It was actually when he tried to talk to her properly where she was more receptive.

For me, I think Keima's confession just came off as sudden and straight-faced. I don't think anyone can confess their feelings seriously without being a bit of a wreck.

Lol, though did you actually get light-headed at how I described that? I find that really surprising.

Thank you for the high praise in the review. I just write what I like, but I'm glad that it's to your taste as well.

Pale1357: Thanks for checking this story out, though admittedly, I don't think you'll find a lot of overlap between the way I write this story and how Tamiki Wakaki-sensei wrote Kaminomi. I hope you enjoyed this.

As for Haqua... maybe she'll come, maybe she won't *shrugs*

reviewer: Oh yeah, you're going to have a lot to catch up on. I hope you enjoyed it, at least.

So that's it from me this time. Hope ya'll enjoyed the chapter, and have a great year and decade. I'll see you when I do.