Stealing Spree

When I arrived at the Club Building and started making my way to my girls’ clubs, I put behind that talk with Tanaka-senpai. I didn’t want to ruin my day just because of it. It’s a lot better to hold onto the memory of my visit to Misaki and how lovely and adorable that girl was with all of her innocence shrouding her, right?

In any case, I still sent a message to Marika informing her of that encounter. I have yet to receive a reply from her but it’s fine. She’s still with Hayashi-sensei and she’d be staying there to wait for Shizu.

Before long, despite the difficulty in trying to avoid attention, I arrived at the Student Support Club.

They had a client as evidenced by the unfamiliar voices inside talking about their request for assistance for their club about something related to it so I knocked carefully to not disturb them.

When the door opened, I was welcomed by an embarrassed Izumi who was probably still holding onto our conversation last night. Well, I got my fill of teasing her which worked so well that I even got scolded by Arisa because her friend started acting weird after that call.

Most likely, Izumi didn’t tell her about it and simply held it in until this meeting with me.

Anyway, as soon as she caught my figure in her eyes, the fake delinquent didn’t invite me into the clubroom. Instead, she stepped outside to join me and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the nearest empty clubroom that we often use for privacy purposes.

And that’s the current situation.

Upon stepping inside and closing the door behind us, Izumi let go of my hand as she walked to the middle of the room, affording me only of her back view.

I remained standing near the door, watching and anticipating what she was going to say.

However, a minute passed and she remained as fidgety as when she opened that door for me.

Due to that, my feet moved on their own, approaching her and closing our gap. I made sure to make my footsteps audible so as not to surprise her.

And once she was within my arm’s reach, I stopped and started deliberating whether to pull her in my embrace or not.

Perhaps noticing my presence behind her, Izumi took a step back, colliding with me.

As naturally as possible, I made sure to catch her and support her body by opening my arms. First, I held her shoulders before sliding it down to her waist as I eventually wrapped both of my arms around her.

Her fidgeting stopped right away and despite the sudden stiffness of her body from the sensation I brought to her, the girl released a relieved sigh as her head rested upon my chest.

Then, she whispered, sounding more embarrassed by the second, “Shameless idiot, you really don’t miss any opportunity.”

“I think I have to defend myself in this instance. You leaned on me by yourself, Izumi. I’m only naturally reacting.” I answered before tightening my embrace and lowering my chin to rest on her shoulder. My lips stretched into a knowing smirk.

The girl looked at me, her face as red as an apple, and yet her eyebrows were raised as though she was pissed at my mug.

“Leaning on you doesn’t mean I want you to hug me.” She replied then moved her head, clashing her forehead with mine.

For her to resort to headbutting me most likely means she’s losing her cool. Furthermore, despite saying all that, her hands were already placed on top of mine, seemingly keeping them in place.

In any case, instead of hurting me, the girl hurt herself by that process. She groaned in pain as she bit her lips in indignance.

Seeing that, I couldn’t help but try the oldest method of kissing her forehead in hopes that the pain would go away.

It was unsuccessful, of course, and it only made the girl glare at me as if I took advantage of her again.

“Alright. It’s my fault for hugging you but Izumi, can you blame me? I missed you. Besides, I probably went too far last night, right? Can I apologize?”

As I said that I lifted my hand to her face to guide her gaze back to me.

Izumi wasn’t too pleased by it as she tried to bite my finger. And when our eyes locked onto each other, her face turned crimson as her eyebrows twitched into annoyance.

Whatever’s in her head, it’s probably too complex to understand completely. If I had to guess, her thoughts were probably clashing.

I mean, she has a reason for bringing me here, right? There’s no way there wasn’t any.

As though answering my thoughts, the girl soon opened her mouth after a long sigh that I fully got captured by my face. Her refreshing breath was something else.

“Idiot. If you think I’m still upset about last night, I’m not. You’re not Ruki if you don’t end your day teasing one of your girls.” Izumi huffed and pouted before continuing in a barely audible voice as though she couldn’t handle her embarrassment anymore, “I… got embarrassed when you said it suits me and you’re hoping to see me in it.”

Yep. She’s talking about the new pair of underwear that Arisa tattled to me. And since that also became our main topic last night, I honestly expressed my thoughts about it.

“I see… I didn’t say that to tease you though. It’s my honest desire.”

“Geez. You’re really shameless… T-then… you can check it. I have it on right now.”

Huh? Did I hear her right? Ah. So, this was the reason she brought me here. To fulfill that request of mine. This girl… she’s making me kneel and worship her for this generosity.

Reflexively, my eyes couldn’t help but move down to her chest or specifically, to the crevice in her uniform. It’s dark but at this angle, I could really take a peek at what she's wearing underneath her uniform.

I only saw it on a photo and a hanger last night but today, it’s now sticking to her body… She had a modest chest but the bulge was more than enough to showcase it.

I wouldn’t go into detail but it's a dark blue bra decorated with frills. It’s actually a miracle that it’s unnoticeable through her white uniform…

As my eyes continued to be drawn on it, Izumi's hands moved, opening up a button of her uniform.

One, two, three.

After unbuttoning up to the third, Izumi spread her uniform open, giving me the full showcase of what she was wearing underneath it.

“… Shameless guy, your eyes are about to burst out of its sockets.” She murmured silently while giggling softly. She’s certainly enjoying my reaction.

“I think it will be worth it even if they did pop out. My last memory of having my sight is this view of you. I’ll consider this as a blessing, Izumi. Uhm… Are you sure this is fine?”

Well, asking that question was pretty dumb given our intimacy that’s already close to this. Furthermore, she’d seen me the other day with Arisa…

Thinking about it, she’s probably like Shizu by now… She didn’t want to fall behind when it came to her intimacy with me but at the same time, she was just too reserved to ask me for it when I behaved like I was holding back for her.

“Shameless idiot, don’t ask useless questions anymore. I’m fulfilling your desire. It was embarrassing last night but I imagined that you’re going to act like this. It’s all worth it.”

And ending that with another giggle, Izumi then reached for her skirt to continue her showcase. It’s a pair, after all.

This… Is she channeling her inner temptress? Can I still hold my sanity in not being tempted to feel her up?