"How do I look? Pretty cool, right?"
"Ah, looks great~! Gives off a stylish vibe."
Two days after distributing seeds to Hikari-san and Konan-san, I found myself at a hair salon in Shibuya.
This was the salon where Minazuki Ena-san worked as their star stylist. When I'd last distributed seeds to her, she'd insisted I come by for at least a haircut, but I'd been too intimidated to visit. Still, it would've been awkward to meet her again without showing up at least once, so I finally gathered the courage to come on this Sunday.
"But you finally came! I've been waiting for you~"
"Sorry about that. Shibuya always felt kinda scary to visit..."
"Eh? Really? It's just a fun town though~"
"I always worried unfashionable people might get harassed here."
"Pfft, what kinda thought is that~? laughs"
As Ena-san gave me the finishing massage, we made idle chatter. Just a few months ago, I couldn't have imagined casually talking with women like this—I've really changed.
This place was busier than I expected though. Customers had been streaming in nonstop. Oh, and now two gyaru-types just entered.
"Huh? Kido? What are you doing here?"
It was Hamabe Mitsuki from my class. Which meant the other one was...
"Why the hell are you at this salon? So annoying, ugh."
Matsuki Ichika! The girl I currently hate most!
"Hmm? Ichika-chan, Mitsuki-chan, are you friends with Chifumi-kun?"
"Ah, Ena-chan! Kido-kun's just in our class, that's all."
What the—?! Matsuki's acting totally different in front of Ena-san! She always calls me "Kimo-do" (Creepy Kido) otherwise!
"I see. But today's appointment was just for Mitsuki-chan, right? Ichika-chan just came last week."
"Oh, I'm just tagging along. We're hanging out after this."
"Got it. Then please wait a bit. Ah, Chifumi-kun, thanks for coming today. I'm really happy you made it!"
"No, I should apologize for taking so long. Uh, how much do I owe you?"
"Don't worry about it—my treat! Since you finally came, let me do this much for you ♡"
"Ah, thank you very much. Then, see you next time."
"You better come back. I'll be waiting."
Matsuki ruined the mood, but overall I'm glad I came. With that thought, I left the salon, descended the stairs, and stepped onto the street.
"Hey, Kimo-do!"
Ugh! Matsuki! She chased after me?
"What is it?"
"Why'd you come to this salon?"
"Why...? Ena-san told me to..."
"Hah? Since when do you know Ena-chan? She's a top stylist in Shibuya! Stay out of Shibuya, you creep! Just die already!!"
So... so cruel... I just came for a haircut, no need to go that far...
My Sunday was thoroughly ruined, and the next day brought even more suffering.
After school on Monday, I found myself pressing my forehead against the student council room floor.
"Listen, Kido-kun. I'm not actually angry. You're a boy, so I get liking girls with big breasts. But..."
Student Council President Kurasue Sumire was interrogating me harshly.
"...I'm just a little sad you lied to me. When you said breast size didn't matter to you, I was honestly happy."
"President, that wasn't a lie at all—"
"It's fine. No need to pile on more lies now. I'm sorry I couldn't send you back to Boob Planet."
Damn it, Konan-san and Hikari-san must've told her everything! I never should've mentioned the Sisters...
"I have no excuses. I deeply regret my actions. I swear nothing like this will happen again, so please forgive me..."
I lined up every apology I could think of. Just forgive me already.
"Sigh... I told you I'm not angry. It's not about forgiving or not. I'm just a little sad and disappointed. I thought we were getting along so well..."
She's totally angry. Why's she cornering me like this with no escape? It's not like we're dating or anything... But saying that would only make her angrier.
"Let me make it up to you! Tell me what you want, anything!"
At this point, money's the only solution. Luckily, I've got savings no normal high schooler would have. Plus, with Mao-san and Claire-sama currently pregnant, I'll be getting a 950,000 yen bonus soon!
"Oh? Well, there is something I'd like..."
"What is it? Clothes? A meal?"
"Nah. Don't need those."
"Then how can I—"
"Konan-san told me about... um... how you... used your mouth on a girl's... down there..."
"Cunnilingus? You want me to do that?"
"Not that you have to! But Konan-san and Hikari-san said it was amazing, so I wanted to know what it's like..."
Whoa, the president's face is bright red.
"What it's like... I'll do it during the next seed distribution, okay?"
Since the president mentioned her period, our next session is scheduled for November.
"That's fine, but... I kinda want to know how it feels... to be touched..."
Huh? The president just sat on the desk and spread her legs. Oh no, she's hiking up her skirt.
"Wait, you want me to do it here? Now?"
"Just a little. Just a taste."
What is she thinking? What if someone walks in? The partition at the entrance blocks the view if the door opens, but if someone enters, they'll see everything. Ah, that's why she locked the door and closed the curtains...
"No way, this is bad. Doing something like this privately—"
"It's not like we're having sex, so it's fine. Just a little."
Her limiters are broken... Her eyes are glazed over like when we kissed at the hospital, and she's panting heavily... The president is completely consumed by lust.
"O-okay, just a little then..."
Fine. I'll help relieve her urges a bit.
"Ahh♡"
I touch her labia majora over her panties. She doesn't trim her pubes at all, so even through the fabric, I can feel the bush covering everything.
"Rub it like this..."
Crap, a wet spot's forming on her panties.
"President, if we keep going, your panties will get ruined. Let's stop."
"It's fine. I'll take them off."
No, it's not fine! Is she seriously expecting full cunnilingus here?! ...Yep, she is.
The president removes her panties, places her feet on my shoulders as I kneel, and pulls her crotch toward my face.
"Guh—!"
"Just a little is enough."
What do you mean "a little," you perverted student council president?! Doing this in the council room—don't you feel guilty toward the students who voted for you?!
...Whatever. I'll just make her cum quickly to get this over with. That's clearly the fastest solution.
Schlick Schlick Lick Lap Suck Slurp Gulp!
"Ah... there... hnn♡... I'm... cumming♡"
She's having the time of her life, grabbing my head while getting off. Ena-san styled my hair so nicely, and now it's a mess. Still, the president's blissful face is kinda cute.
Suck Slurp Schlick
"Ah... I'm gonna cum... nngh♡"
Almost there. But this is tricky—if she squirts, it'll be a disaster. Gotta make sure she just cums... Well, the president should know better, right?
"I'm cumming!!"
The moment the president climaxed, the sound of a key turning echoed, and the door swung open.
"Someone's still here? School's over!"
It's Ochiai, our grade head teacher! Crap! If he sees this, I'm dead!!
"Sorry for staying late! It's Kurasue. I was preparing handover documents. Leaving now!"
"Ah, the student council president. Don't overwork yourself. You're retiring soon—leave the busywork to the next council. Just head home soon, and don't forget to lock up."
"Got it! Thanks! I'll leave right away."
Thank god... Ochiai didn't come in. But damn, the president kept her cool so well. Hypocrite—she was squirting while talking! Though thanks to me eating her out, her clothes and the floor stayed dry. How? Don't ask.