Chapitre 42: Another unusual monday [Part Twelve]
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And with his words spoken, the girl in front, the one with short hair, smiled as she asked.
"Well, tell me, you're the first-year foreign boy, right?"
"Yes, I believe it is me."
Micael's answer was also accompanied by a reflection on this question.
'It seems like I'm already famous.'
Getting confirmation from Micael, the girl nodded and then, looking away from Saji, she asked.
"And you're a third year, aren't you?"
Feeling his nervousness increase when being stared at by the girl, Saji tried to respond as calmly as possible.
"Y-yes, kuhum, I mean, yeah, I am."
However, he ended up stuttering in the same way.
And with this little mistake of his, the short-haired girl smiled a little more, looking amused by his mistake.
And the girl with the double bun placed her fingers over the smile she had, her eyes half-closed in amusement as well.
These few changes in the girls' expressions only served to send a shiver down Saji's spine, he believed something bad could happen.
And next to him, Micael looked at him with a raised eyebrow because he was stuttering, his face seemed to say: 'are you serious, man?'
And with him noticing Micael's expression in his peripheral vision, Saji looked at him sideways and shrugged, his gesture seeming to say: 'What can I do? they are gyarus man.'
The two girls noticed this exchange, but deciding not to point it out, the short-haired girl spoke to the two.
"Get up."
Upon hearing what the girl said and noticing her commanding tone, Micael and Saji looked at each other, however, ignoring this, the two just stood up in mutual understanding.
And that done, the girl turned her gaze to Saji, placing her finger under her lip, she looked him up and down, clearly analyzing him without a hint of shame.
Faced with such scrutiny, Saji felt tense, afraid to hear what the girl would say.
Unfortunately, his concern was valid, as the girl spoke after apparently being satisfied with analyzing him, looking him straight in the eyes and with a slight smile as the words left her mouth.
"You're not that bad, we can leave you until the end, but as expected, your friend here is the real prize, so be a good boy and wait your turn."
The girl started to speak while still looking at Saji, when her words reached the middle of the sentence, she switched to Micael, looking him up and down as she finished speaking.
The girl's words had barely left her mouth when Saji's face began to contort, when she finished, a strange expression like a mix between a dark and sour face was left on his face.
As he expected, the girl said cruel words as if it were the most normal thing in the world, in short, she called him ugly and inferior, directly attacking his male ego by saying that Micael was better than him.
'Damn gyarus!'
With his thinking reflecting his opinion of the girl, this situation was different from where he would normally feel envious of Micael for receiving attention from a pretty girl.
Quite the contrary, at this moment he was very happy not to have their attention, gyarus is not something every guy can handle, he can only wish Micael good luck for that.
'Good luck Micael, although I believe you can handle it...probably.'
While Saji wished him luck in his thoughts, Micael just looked silently at the girl with a look that already expected it, that analyzed him as if he were a juicy piece of meat.
And the girl, seeing that the boy in front of her didn't seem to have any reaction, maybe because he was shy or something, changed the focus of her gaze to his eyes while she licked her lips.
"So, big boy~, what do you say, want to have some fun with your senpais, mm~?"
She said in a soft and insinuating tone, she didn't think she needed to explain what she wanted, her words already made it clear, and she believed he understood that.
And the boy understood her, but responded in a way that she didn't want, but that also confirmed what she had heard.
"Thanks, but no, I'm fine."
The boy responded calmly and unconcernedly as he placed his hands in his pants pocket, apparently unaffected by her appearance or words, corroborating what she heard.
And what she heard was that this boy, despite all the attention he received, remained unfazed, not appearing shy, embarrassed or even angry, as it seemed that nothing the girls did could affect him.
So, wanting to make the most of it, she approached him saying in the same soft and insinuating tone.
"Oh~ come on, big guy~, don't be like that, why don't you let this senpai have fun with you, I promise you'll like it~"
She spoke as her pink nail on her index finger touched his chest.
The boy just looked at that finger that was touching his chest without saying a word, but his silent gaze seemed to speak for itself, looking exasperated.
The girl, despite noticing the boy's actions, ignored it while focusing on the sensation she had at the tip of her nail, feeling the sensation that came from his chest and seeing how wide it was, she ended up doing what she wanted.
Then, stretching out all her fingers, she calmly placed her hand on his chest, feeling and squeezing it, feeling the soft and hard sensation that came.
And with that feeling running through her hand, she felt herself starting to get excited, so, looking at him, she repeated it in an almost sensual tone.
"So what do you say~? Are you going to let this senpai play with you for a bit~?"
Still exasperated, the boy looked away from the hand that was on his chest and raised his head, looking at the girl who had spoken almost as if she was about to moan.
Removing his arm from his pocket, he calmly touched the hand that was on his chest, moving it away and taking a step back as he responded.
"Like I said, thanks, but no."
But what the boy didn't know was that his refusal only served to make the girl want him even more.
The girl, feeling her desire for dominance being instigated, took a step forward, approaching him again and this time being even more brazen.
"Are you sure~? Don't you want to know how they feel~?"
With droopy eyes and a soft smile on her moist lips, she approached him, almost touching him with her hands on her breasts, she squeezed them and lifted them practically showing them to him while speaking in a seductive tone.
Seeing this from his position where he had been since the beginning, Saji felt incredulous, his eyes widening at the sight of what the girl was doing.
He really didn't expect this girl to be so aggressive and shameless, it was the first time he witnessed this kind of situation, his feeling of disbelief was also fueled by the fact that this looked like a scene from a hentai, and he also felt even more grateful that it wasn't Micael at that moment.
And going by the gyaru stereotype and if the girl's aggressiveness is any indication, she seems to be the type who won't give up until she gets what she wants, and if she were to get her hands on her target, she would probably suck him dry, like a true succubus. .
'This girl is really dangerous, I think this time you found a troublesome enemy Micael, good luck bro, you're really going to need it.'
With these inner thoughts from Saji, he had now regained his composure, appearing calmer, but the bead of sweat that appeared on his temple indicated his tension over the situation.
And naturally, if Saji noticed this about the girl, Micael noticed it too.
He looked in silence at the breasts that the girl proudly displayed just a few centimeters from his face because she was a little taller than him.
His thoughts were similar to Saji's, and although he enjoyed the sight of those breasts with the creamy white skin that were exposed through the cleavage along with part of the lacy black bra, he was not influenced nor felt aroused, this little piece of skin it wasn't enough to affect him.
Then, looking away from that mound of flesh, he looked at her with his usual calm expression as he responded.
Or at least he tried, as the girl, seeing how the boy remained unfazed and seemed ready to reject her and move away from her again, decided to take more drastic measures.
"Here, let me help you decide ~fufufu~."
And with these sweet words, without giving the boy time to react, she moved her hands that were on her breasts and grabbed his hands, then, in a quick movement, brought them to her own breasts.
In the corner with Saji, his expression that had returned to calm changed again and this time it went to shock, with his eyes wide and his mouth opening slightly.
And with Micael, he slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise at this completely unexpected attitude from the girl.
And the girl, seeing that the boy's only reaction was to raise his eyebrows without changing his face, still maintaining a calm posture, asked in an insinuating tone while pressing the hands that were on her breasts.
"Mm~? So what do you say~?"
Looking away from the girl's seductive expression, Micael looked at his hands that were being pressed by her own hands on her breasts.
Feeling the soft, smooth and slightly warm sensation that came from the girl's breasts, along with a somewhat hard feeling from the bra, Micael thought it was a really satisfying feeling, it was like holding two giant stress balls.
Even more so because the girl's breasts completely covered his palms, which was impressive, she must have been a D or E cup.
Feeling the sensation that ran through his hand because of the grip that the girl herself was giving, Micael calmly returned his gaze to her face as he responded.
"It's still a no."
And with those words, he moved his hands away from her breasts, escaping her grip and taking a step back, the tree behind him closer to his back.
The girl stayed where she was, her hands in the same positions after he let go, she was processing what had just happened.
She was rejected, again, even when she made the boy touch her breasts, when something like that would normally be more than enough to make a boy lose his mind and be unable to think straight and become all red and embarrassed.
She was really surprised this time, based on her own experience, the boy should have already fallen under her skirt, but he was proving to be a real tough nut to crack, however, this only served to make her even more desirous of him.
Either this boy had a strong will or he was gay, but she didn't think it was the latter, even though she didn't see any reaction in his pants, he should have already warned her if that was the case, not to mention she trusted her instinct, she wouldn't be attracted to a gay guy.
In the end, his seemingly unbreakable composure only served to make her hotter, more aroused, and more eager to dominate him.
And that was why, following exactly those desires, she approached him again, only this time using a different aggressive approach.
With quick movements, she brought her hands to his waist and, with a strong pull, brought him towards her, holding him tightly around the waist.
Adopting a different expression than the one she used until now, her seductive expression changed to a wide smile and eyes filled with intense desire, like a predator looking at its prey.
Her intense gaze staring back at him was what he was seeing when she spoke in a husky tone filled with desire.
"Did you know~? Your continued refusal is only making me more excited~."
Faced with that response and those actions that the girl took, the only plausible reaction that Micael could have at that moment was his expressionless face.
Faced with the girl's intense and warm gaze, Micael just stared at her in an expressionless, wordless silence as he thought inwardly.
'What the hell is this? Since when did the roles change, am I the girl now?'
With their bodies now pressed against each other, the sensations they felt were opposite.
For him, in addition to the slight sensation of warmth from her body temperature, he felt the softness and tension of her belly, along with the even greater softness and smoothness of her breasts pressed against his chest, along with a somewhat sweet smell coming from her, he assumed it was perfume.
Plus of course, there were her hands on his lower back that were holding him tightly, as if he were the girl in the relationship, his thoughts on this situation had already been stated.
And in the girl's case, the sensations she felt at that moment were different.
In addition to the same faint sensation of heat that came from him due to his body temperature, what she felt as she had her belly pressed against his was much greater hardness and tension, along with the hardness of his chest whose feel contrasted sharply with the softness of his own breasts.
And she also noticed the faint smell coming from him, it was pleasant, which she also assumed was perfume.
With their bodies pressed together like this and the sensations she was receiving, her thoughts about the situation were also obvious, she was becoming more and more aroused, already imagining what it would be like to have those muscular, veiny arms pinning her or holding her firmly to the bed or the wall.
She was also imagining what it would be like to run her hands over those abdomen and chest, what it would be like to rub her face on them or lick them.
And of course, what excited her the most, imagining her pinning him to the bed, riding him wildly and relentlessly, imagining his face tired and red as he asked her to stop while she continued without giving him rest, dominating him completely.
'Damn, I'm really getting excited~, I didn't think this boy would turn me on so much, it just makes me want to have him under my skirt more, heh~.'
With the smile on her face growing, she continued to look intensely at the unsuspecting boy, feeling her heart speed up and the moisture in her panties increase with excitement.
And with Micael, who at that moment was looking down, precisely at the point where his chest and her breasts met.
He was thinking about something, but if he knew what she was thinking he would probably be in a cold sweat and making a crucifix sign with his fingers trying to exorcise the girl.
Anyway, what he was thinking about at that moment, despite his gaze being focused between his chest and her breasts, was how their pelvises were mere inches from touching.
But as the girl was a little taller, it was their bellies that were touching, if she was shorter it was very likely that it would be his member that would be touching her belly.
But even with that notion in mind, his current situation was still not much better; he could deduce that at most two or three centimeters separated their private parts from touching.
Then deciding that he had been taken advantage of long enough, Micael intended to walk away, taking his hands to hold her arms and lifting his head and seeing her expression that had changed.
Noticing that her smile was bigger, looking more predatory, and her gaze even more intense and horny, he thought that girl was very thirsty.
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(Continuing...)
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