Moonlight bathed the earth in silver glow.
Around 8 or 9 PM.
At the door to Rai Hikaru's rented apartment, three smoking-hot babes squatted bored, doodling circles on the ground.
A cold gust hit—yellow-haired hottie Hamazaki Reina hugged her massive tits, shivering. "What the hell? Why hasn't Rai Hikaru-kun shown yet?"
Red long-straight stunner Sasaki Yukina whipped her head around. "Ruri, you sure you got the right spot? Maybe this ain't his place—why else ghost us till now?!"
White-haired twintail bombshell Kurumi Ita Ruri threw up her hands. "Ruri doesn't know! Ruri's desperate too!!! Ruri's intel's solid—Rai Hikaru-kun totally lives here!"
Hamazaki Reina jumped up, stomping. "Then where's that stinking bastard?! We rushed here right after school—from dawn to dusk!!!"
Sasaki Yukina stomped too, fuming. "Right?! Said we'd party at his once we found it—hailed a cab ASAP to beat him home, scare him with a surprise... and where is he?!"
Kurumi Ita Ruri checked her phone. "Fuck! Almost 9! No wonder I'm starving!"
She clutched her belly, staring longingly at Rai Hikaru's door.
Hamazaki Reina marched to the security door, fist cocked. "Screw it—can't take it! Watch me smash this door!"
She swung wild for catharsis—but sans Rai Hikaru's physique, the door didn't budge post-bang. Her hand throbbed agony.
"Yow yow yow—hurts like hell!" Hamazaki Reina yanked back, seething.
Sasaki Yukina grabbed Kurumi Ita Ruri's twintails, yanking furious. "Pisses me off! Rai Hikaru-kun's a jerk—promised house party, ghosts us! Wonder what dick he's up to!"
"If I catch him, I'll ride him till he begs!"
Kurumi Ita Ruri yelped in pain, snapping back pissy. "Bitch, ride Rai Hikaru-kun all you want—don't yank my twintails!"
"Styled 'em perfect as reins for him—don't fuck 'em up!"
Hamazaki Reina sneered. "Reins? He'll never show, idiot."
Kurumi Ita Ruri sighed. "Yeah... this late, no sign. Called his number tons—straight to voicemail. He's ghosting. Let's bail."
The trio exchanged glances—excitement inbound matched despair outbound.
They trudged down the stairs, shadows stretching endless in moonlight.
"Fuck it—tomorrow, I charge Rai Hikaru and claim him!"
"Fuck it—tomorrow, I beat you there and fuck him first!"
"Fuck it—Rai Hikaru, you home-ditching prick, I curse you virgin forever!"
"Damn right! That punk leaves us hotties blue-balled and waiting—curse him eternal virgin!"
The cursing trio stomped homeward, oblivious to the target of their ire lounging in a hotel they passed.
Their curses? Bounced harmless—maybe even boosted him.
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"Achoo!"
Rai Hikaru, mid-pony play with Shino no Miya Natsumi, sneezed sudden.
He knelt behind her now, gripping her fresh twintails as reins.
Poor high schoolers couldn't afford a track— so they role-swapped: her as rider, him as pony, fair turns.
Exhausted from games, Shino no Miya Natsumi's sultry eyes screamed fatigue—but at his sneeze...
She twisted back, concern soft. "Rai Hikaru-kun? You okay? Catch a cold?"
Rai Hikaru waved it off. "Body's iron—no cold. Probably Mira-san or someone thinking of me. Achoo!"
"Don't sweat—stay in character."
"You rode long—my turn."
He flicked the reins, smacked the pony butt, chasing his rider dream.
Shino no Miya Natsumi neighed on cue.
"Neighhh..."
Swaps back and forth, round after round.
Rai Hikaru held strong.
But Shino no Miya Natsumi's stamina tanked.
"No more... I'm done..."
She collapsed on the bed.
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Rai Hikaru got it—she was just aikido-fit, not superhuman.
Against his build? Gap was real.
Playing this long? Pure effort to please him, staving off his boredom.
He propped the near-dehydrated Shino no Miya Natsumi, uncapped electrolyte water, fed her gentle.
But she was too wrecked to sip.
Rai Hikaru mouth-loaded a gulp, passed it lip-to-lip.
Her brows curved bliss, crimson eyes blooming twin hearts ❤️, face soft with joy.
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Water done, Shino no Miya Natsumi's eyes fluttered shut—out cold.
Rai Hikaru tucked her in, caressed her flushed cheek, then slid under the covers.
Truth? He was beat too.
Early school, street-smashing yellow-hairs and Manager Takahashi.
Aided Shino no Miya Natsumi, met the snow woman.
School schemed Coach Higashi, smashed him good.
Recent save of Shino no Miya Natsumi, offed Yosega Masaru's scum.
Now marathon pony games.
Fair say: tiring.
Cuddling the high school beauty's soft curves, he crashed.
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"Stinky Rai Hikaru! Trash fish! Virgin for life!"
"Rai Hikaru-kun's a big meanie—virgin forever!"
"Rai Hikaru-kun, promise-breaker punk—eternal virgin!"
In a tonkatsu joint, the starving babe trio—Rai Hikaru-wait fatigue—gnawed fried pork cutlets, cursing nonstop.
Curse power too strong? Dream-Rai Hikaru yawned fits.
Post-rage vent...
The three huddled.
"No way—Rai Hikaru-kun ditching us can't slide!"
"Right! Babe Trio never takes this L—revenge time!"
"Ruri's riding Rai Hikaru-kun's face, feeding him fresh seafood!!!"
"That's weak—mine's wilder!"
"Quit party dreaming—plan how to own him first."
"I got a scheme—wanna hear?"
"Reina, spill!"
"Like this, then that..."
"Genius! Genius!"
Ignoring weird stares, the whispering babes flashed smug grins.
Some killer plot to bag Rai Hikaru locked in.
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