Stealing Spree

As the 3rd and 4th periods rolled around, the classes returned to normal. I spent the time listening and concentrating on the lessons.

In between those, I naturally used the opportunity to either spoil my girls in the classroom or reply to the messages from the others.

And from there, I got an update from the girls who would be competing today.

First, Sena wasn’t feeling any pressure at all. She was even excited to test the result of the training camp she attended.

Dropping her concern on whether the other members of the club could clinch a victory, she’s focusing more on who her opponent will be.

Apart from that, as her trainer, Ayu went to the venue to help her out with her preparation.

Perhaps as a service to me, the girl sent me a photo of them. It’s not a simple one; rather, it’s something that shouldn’t be seen by others.

Why? Because they’re both in a revealing state. Sena was down to her underwear with her skirt seemingly having just been dropped to the ground. On the other hand, Ayu’s shirt was rolled up, giving me a clear view of her wonderful abs and large assets. Moreover, the expression on her face was the selling point of it. Ayu looked like she wanted to hide her head somewhere and yet her eyes were fixated on the camera as if asking me to look at her clearly.

I might even have gotten hard from it even though it wasn’t that explicit. They’re both too sexy for my eyes, after all.

Right after that, Ayu directly sent me a message, telling me not to look at the photo Sena sent.

Unfortunately for her, how could I resist not looking at it? In fact, I already burned the photo in my head. I have even gotten a reaction down there with how sensual it was.

And so, that exchange between us turned into a teasing session where Ayu kept on deflecting my praises. Additionally, Sena was updating me in real time with Ayu’s reactions.

By the end of it, the woman became a tomato from being unable to stop me from teasing her. She told me I’m gonna get it if I ever show up in front of her today.

That didn’t even sound like a threat but her attempt to not appear defeated. For sure, if I show up in front of her, I won’t miss the opportunity to continue teasing her…

Sena, on the other hand, got scolded by Ayu when she found out that the girl kept on sending me more stolen shots of her. She ordered the girl to finish more sets of her usual training exercises than just simply warming up. .

Well, it’s Sena. She won’t mind it. Instead, she’s going to ask me to pamper her more.

Moving from that pair, I also heard from Aika.

Regrettably, the girl relayed a piece of not-so-pleasant news. The obstacle race she was participating in had been held earlier than we were expecting.

It was already over when I messaged her.

As for the specifics, there seemed to be a shuffling that happened. And since it’s the organizer’s decision, there’s no going around it.

Even though their club managed to get a great result, the girl was feeling sad and unsatisfied that I wasn’t there to watch and cheer for her.

That became her gripe so she’s not as excited with her win.

Nonetheless, knowing that it was inevitable, Aika provided a backup. She asked her junior to record a video of the events she participated in.

And through that, despite not being there, I still got to watch how spectacular she was today.

If it was a single event, she would definitely take first place. However, because it was a team event, the other club members who had middling performances lowered their average time, putting them only two seconds behind the 1st place.

Of course, it’s still considered a great result but for Aika, not having me there was disheartening.

To cheer her up, I told her that I’d be looking for her first thing when I arrived there later. Thankfully, that worked.

Lastly, on Satsuki’s side, given that they won’t be playing first thing in the morning, they spent their free time relaxing in their waiting room and watching the deciding match for the 4th contender of the semifinals.

Satsuki described it as an intense match where Kitarai High, who got their second chance, seemed to have unleashed their full potential. The match was one-sided in their favor, perhaps their way to offset their loss yesterday.

They refused to go down and more than likely, they’re itching to get their rematch against our Basketball Club.

And with that ending, the four finalists had been decided.

As luck would have it for them, the 1st seed was matched against Kitarai High, and obviously, our basketball club was automatically set to compete against the other unseeded team.

It’s the most ideal draw but the pressure remained.

Thankfully, if yesterday was a testament, I might be able to alleviate their tension again when I sneak into their waiting room before their match.

Eguchi-sensei and Satsuki were even asking me to be there during their strategy meeting. As moral support, of course.

I agreed to it right away. I mean, if my presence was truly that effective, why not take advantage of it, right?

Going back to the present, we’re now on the last stretch of the 4th period. Our Japanese language teacher was still explaining things from the textbook but with everyone already itching to stand up and run out of the classroom, his patience soon ran thin.

He closed his book and stood before the table, overlooking our class.

Well, he’s not mad but as an old man, he couldn’t stand how cheeky the new generation became.

And so, for the next five minutes before his class ended, he started calling out names to recite something from his lesson.

It successfully dispersed the overflowing excitement from everyone and got replaced by their hope of not being called out.

I also got called but given that I was one of the few students listening to his lesson, I managed to answer quite confidently.

Although I made a mistake on some points, he gave me a nod of approval before telling me to sit down.

Aya, who probably thought I was disheartened by it, whispered to my side, consoling me “Don’t mind, Ruki. You did well.”

Mhm, what a precious girl. I won’t ever let go of her…

At the last minute before the bell rang, Fukuda was called and it ended on a disastrous note for him. He couldn’t answer and given the way he acted, he drew the ire of our teacher.

What an idiot.

Due to that, he extended a minute of stay to properly address him and everyone who failed to give a good answer.

“Alright class, that’s the end of our lesson today. You have half a day free. Do not forget to do your homework. And Fukuda, I will be forced to give you a failing mark if you keep acting up in my class, do you understand?”

“Y-yes, sensei.”

With the glare of an old man landing on him, his flamboyant attitude as a delinquent got deflated. He couldn’t talk back to him at all.

In the end, he immediately left the classroom as soon as we were dismissed. His lackeys scrambled to their feet and followed him out.

Really, he should know by now that he’s not going to be the king anymore. And yet, he’s also holding onto whatever pride he has.

That aside, perhaps not wanting to waste her chance, Kanzaki also made her move right away. She didn’t even wait for me to finish packing my things.

Furthermore, with my girls already eyeing her movements, she endured that pressure and braved forward.

With a determined look, she said, “Onoda-kun, let’s go…”