Author's note: I'm like, 90 percent sure no one will mind if I just turn this into a dedicated Shizuka x Hachi fic. That being said, this chapter contains the first proper lemon of this story. Also, if you missed the previous update, which was quite recent, check that chapter out first before this one.

Chapter 5:

Hikigaya looked at Isshiki, who had taken his suggestion about being an actual fox literally. Or about as close to literally as she could, without undergoing some crazy genetic modification. He shook his head. Now was not a great time to get lost in thoughts of sci-fi ideas.

Isshiki's eyes were fixed on him, half-lidded, gazing with unconcealed lust. How exactly it had come to this, and how it was even possible that she of all people seemed eager to jump his bones, were things he could ponder on later. For now, he needed to do something.

Do something, huh?

Of all the times to be thankful for his habit of thinking before acting, it was now that he did so.

This doesn't make any sense. Isshiki's initial request was for a practice date. According to everything she's said and done before, that practice was so that she could be prepared for Hayama. But if that's true, then there's no reason for her to be doing… whatever it is she's doing here, just for a practice date. I mean, it kind of defeats the purpose of trying to end up with the guy you like if you have to do… this kind of thing for a guy you don't.

I mean, it's entirely possible for a girl to play the long game like that, but Isshiki isn't that calculating. Besides, it would end really badly for her if Hayama was to somehow find out about this.

Putting all of that together, all I can conclude is that…

… This isn't about a practice date at all.

It took a moment, but Hikigaya was able to put two and two together.

No way.

Isshiki?!

That's just crazy.

But never mind. I at least know what she wants now. But that being said…

He placed his hands on her shoulders. She shivered slightly, mouth opening a little in anticipation.

"Isshiki. It must have taken a lot of courage to do this. But it's not going to happen."

She blinked a few times, processing his words. Once she did, she had to deal with the shock.

No way. Turned down again?

"That's… that's so unfair!"

Growling, she grabbed his collar and attempted to push him back against the wall. Hikigaya staggered a little, but kept his footing. Tightening his grip, he pushed back, putting her back at a distance again. His days of getting pushed around, one way or another, were over.

That, more than anything, shocked Isshiki, to the point where she didn't even know how to react to it, going limp.

"That's enough, Isshiki. You're the one being unfair here. Whatever this is, I had no idea about it. You never told me."

The truth of his words was undeniable. Throughout his time at the Service Club, everything had been subtext. It was to be read into through actions, most of which was indirect. No one ever said anything out loud, until that day. It had been Hikigaya who had done so, and after that, nothing had been the same. As for Isshiki herself, she had never said anything, counting on her ability to keep him around with her "leverage".

It was unfair.

But she had long ago made her peace with her own rottenness. If it was impossible to change who one truly was, then the only option was to accept it, and make something of it.

And that was why she couldn't back down now.

Because Hikigaya was her "genuine".

"I don't understand", she said aloud. "Am I somehow not good enough for you?"

He shook his head.

That wasn't it at all.

If anything, he thought Isshiki was amazing in her own way.

However…

He closed his eyes, and right away, he could picture Shizuka's warm smile.

NTR is an absolutely trash thing.

Having it done to you is the worst… but doing it to someone is scummy too.

"I'm sorry," he said aloud, firmly. "There's someone I like, and I'm not going to do this to her."

Isshiki's eyes widened.

There was absolutely zero doubt in Hikigaya's voice. His gaze was strong, and he wasn't the least bit apologetic about it.

The last time she had seen him this determined was right before that disastrous confession which eventually led to his leaving the Service Club.

No, that's not true.

He was even more determined this time around.

The pessimism and lifelessness in his eyes was gone.

This was Hikigaya as he really was, at his best.

In spite of herself, Isshiki smiled.

Yukino senpai let someone amazing slip through her fingers, huh?

She took a step back, leaning against the cubicle wall. She felt like crying, but even her eyes had one dry.

"I never stood a chance, huh?"

To her surprise, Hikigaya grabbed her shirt and wrapped it around her, surprisingly gently.

"Against her? It's an unfair matchup. There isn't a woman on Earth who can beat her."

He briefly pictured Shizuka in the Saiyan armour, laughing as she created a Final Flash energy beam.

"But you're still my kouhai, and so, I have to at least stop you from making stupid decisions."

He chopped her lightly on the head.

Looking up, she was surprised at how stern his eyes looked.

"Don't give yourself away so easily. Wait a little, at least until you find someone who's earned it."

Isshiki closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wasn't used to feeling this way. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

"I've already found him," she muttered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. Senpai, I'm not giving up here."

"It's probably a good idea if you do."

"Nope."

Hikigaya sighed.

Well, that choice was up to her. He couldn't make it for her. All he could do was make his own decisions.

"I'm heading back to class."

He was on his way when Isshiki grabbed his arm.

"Senpai. That girl. Do I know her?"

Hikigaya remembered Shizuka's warning. Anybody finding out about them was a bad idea. Especially someone like Isshiki, who would have no second thoughts about blackmail.

"Nope," he replied, yet again surprised by how different he sounded from his old self. When he was in the Service Club, he wouldn't have been able to get a lie like that past any of the three girls.

Now? Isshiki didn't seem to have any trouble buying it.

"I see."

With that, the precarious encounter came to end.

Hikigaya breathed a sigh of relief when he was back in class.

That was close! If anyone had seen me coming out of there, I'd be in trouble.

Well, in any case, it was over now. Isshiki's words were a little troubling, but she would get over him. In any case, he had something to look forward to later in the day.

Shizuka had indeed texted him the address. As usual, she behaved strictly as a teacher would during homeroom, but knowing the reason behind it, he didn't mind.

The rest of the school day passed without any incident. During lunch, he hung out with Kawasaki, who was a bastion of sanity in the madhouse that Soubu seemed to be.

When classes finally ended, he couldn't wait to be on his way.

It was likely Shizuka would have some work to take care of before leaving, and he had to make sure they didn't go together, to avoid suspicion. The solution was for him to go early. She had foreseen this situation, and suggested he pack some casual clothes and get changed before leaving. There was a comic book store close to where she lived, so he could wait there till she got home. As long as he wasn't wearing his school uniform, he wouldn't attract any unwanted attention.

Given how far Isshiki had gone, however, it didn't seem entirely out of the question to him that she might follow him if she spotted him leaving in casuals.

To avoid this, he decided to leave quickly without changing. There was a mall on the way. He could get changed inside a washroom there.

Along the way, he made sure to periodically check if he was being followed.

Am I being paranoid?

Probably.

But I've read enough manga to know that being prepared is always best.

By bike, it took him around half an hour to reach Shizuka's neighbourhood after his stop at the mall. He spotted the comic book store she had told him about, and entered it. Flipping through the week's release of Jump till she got home was a good idea.

Instead of Jump, he caught sight of a tankobon that interested him because of the cover art.

One Punch Man?

He had heard a lot about the series, but refrained from watching the anime because of how mainstream and popular it was.

But this art is crazy good. Like holy shit, it's actually incredible.

The cover art depicted the famously bald protagonist of the series, and within moments, Hikigaya found himself halfway through the tankobon.

Wow. I never thought I'd genuinely like an OP hero.

There was an almost childlike innocence to the idea of a hero who could never lose, and beat any evil with a single punch. Despite this, there was real depth to the writing, and a surprisingly engaging and cohesive plot, along with some humour that had no business making him laugh so hard internally.

Seeing Saitama react to the powerful villain Boros' speech about breaking the armour that sealed his power with a completely unimpressed "OK" sealed it.

What a badass.

He closed the manga with a satisfied smile on his face.

Going to read more of this when I get home.

Speaking of which, he felt a buzzing in his pocket, and pulled out his phone to find he had received a text.

"I just got home. Are you close?"

He quickly sent a reply.

"I'll be there in five minutes."

All of a sudden, he felt a little nervous. But he was excited too. He made his way to her house. It was a surprisingly nice private apartment, complete with walls, gate and its own garage, where he could see her Aston Martin.

How is she making so much money as a teacher?

Well, to answer this question, I could point out that the psychic powers I've alluded to earlier could be extremely useful for someone running a private investigation business. Or to someone who occasionally took part in underground fights with heavy betting involved.

But all of that is a story for another day.

Hikigaya stopped in front of the front door. Before he could knock, the door opened.

For the second time, he was pulled forward, but this time, he was all too happy for it.

Shutting the door, Shizuka shot the bolt.

The smile on her face sent pleasant shivers down Hikigaya's body.

"Welcome home, Hachiman."

Without hesitation, he leaned forward, claiming her lips with his own.

Shizuka seemed taken aback by his assertiveness, but mewled into his mouth in pleasure. Pressing his advantage, he used what he had learnt from her, and pushed forward with his tongue, encountering hers. Aggressively, he wrestled, coiling all around her, tasting every inch of the inside of her mouth.

By the time they came apart for air, they were both panting, and a thin string of saliva connected them.

Shizuka's face was flushed, her eyes glittering with joy and arousal.

"Hachiman…"

It was a little hard to believe that someone so amazing could possibly want him.

But he couldn't be any happier.

Taking half a step back, he took a proper look at her, and his jaw dropped. She had prepared for his arrival.

"Like what you see?"

Shizuka was dressed only in lingerie, bright, near-transparent red lace that suited her far too well, and left her stunning figure in clear view. Her hourglass figure was not obscured by any lab coat, and Hikigaya took a moment simply to admire the smooth curve of her hips, her toned stomach with a hint of the abdominal muscles visible, and her large, exquisitely soft looking breasts.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, he launched himself at her, burying his face between her mounds. Shizuka moaned, arching her back even as she held his head in place, encouraging him. Words couldn't express her joy. She hadn't ever met someone whom she felt such a strong attachment with. And it drove her crazy to know that he found her so attractive.

"H...Hachiman…"

Reaching up, he cupped her breasts, massaging them, gently at first, then with more pressure, causing her to let out a slight squeal.

Just how is he good at this?

Reaching behind her back with one smooth movement, she undid the clasp holding her bra in place, letting it fall to the ground.

Something about the ease with which she did it made Hikigaya get ten times harder instantly.

Without the clothing to hold them up, her breasts hung free in all their glory, and Hikigaya took a moment to thank whatever God there was for creating someone so beautiful.

Her pink nubs glistened slightly.

Hikigaya remembered reading somewhere that it was a good idea to lead up to this, so he he began by kissing her bosom, running his lips and tongue over each individual breast before finally clamping down on her nipples.

"Unhhh~"

Shizuka's grip on his head tightened, and Hikigaya took that as a sign that he was doing something right.

"Hey. Get these off."

Her hands grasped his t-shirt, and he raised his arms, allowing her to pull it off him.

Not stopping there, she unbuckled his belt and did the button on his trousers.

This was going fast, but it was a sign of how comfortable Hikigaya was with her that he didn't mind at all.

Gripping firmly, she pulled down both the trousers and the boxers underneath.

For a split second, Hikigaya had a moment of doubt, not sure how she would react to seeing that part of him.

Dick insecurity was a real thing.

To his surprise and pleasure, she placed a hand on his shaft, running it up and down its length gently, as she leaned in and kissed him.

That gave him all the confidence he needed.

He could see a couch some distance away.

He would probably owe her some money for cleaning fees later, but he didn't care.

Reaching around, he grabbed her butt, squeezing as he deepened the kiss, even as they both stumbled towards the couch, where they collapsed.

He looked at her panties.

They were almost soaked through. Reaching out with trembling fingers, he pulled them down.

Below a patch of cute hair were her lips, and between them, the folds of her special place.

Bending, he kissed her lightly there, noting the slightly tangy taste.

"Hachiman… don't keep me waiting…"

He looked up at her, and knew that she wanted the same thing he did.

Sitting up, he placed the head of his member against her folds. He wasn't quite sure how to proceed here, but she gently grabbed hold and guided him.

Feeling the opening, he pushed forward, and slipped inside.

The warm, wet sensation was almost too much.

He grunted in pleasure.

"It's okay. Take it slow."

Following her advice, he pushed his hips back and forth slowly, feeling himself sliding along her walls.

Not quite sure he was doing it right, he continued the movement, gradually finding a rhythm. It was a surprisingly natural motion, and he focused on keeping it deep and slow.

A slight humming from above told him to proceed, and he continued to push into her.

Shizuka's hips began to move too, in time with his own, so that they were both moving away and coming towards each other at the same time.

As the rhythm settled in, Hikigaya felt waves of pleasure shoot through him.

Almost automatically, he gradually sped up.

Adjusting to it, Shizuka kept up, until they were almost slamming into each other.

With each thrust, Hikigaya's thighs slapped into Shizuka's.

He felt something building inside him.

"Shizuka… I'm about to…"

"It's all right, let it out inside me."

She held out her arms, and Hikigaya leaned closer.

As they kissed, he felt himself reach the peak, and his cock felt his seed course through it as he shot his load into her.

Utterly spent, he collapsed, resting his face between her wonderful hills.

"Sorry," he muttered.

Shizuka ran a hand through his hair, caressing him.

"You were great."

She sincerely meant that.

It was his first time, so his excitement was natural. He cared about making her feel good, and he had. Being with him felt… right.

Shizuka had been with others before, but this was the first time she had felt this way.

They belonged with each other. Nothing would change that.

"S-Shizuka. Do you want to go again?"

She smiled.

"You need to ask?"