Chapter 2954: Is it effective?

The first thing I did was shift my grip. I moved my hand from her waist to the back of Ohori-senpai’s neck, pulling her in with a firmness that left no room for hesitation.

Looking at her like this, I couldn’t help but take my time properly admiring her pretty face. With round eyes like a startled deer and a blush that wouldn’t stop spreading across her cheeks, Ohori-senpai looked utterly vulnerable.

Too bad, of all the guys she could fall for, she ended up with someone with a cuckold fetish. Not only that, she failed to notice it for a whole year. If not for asking Aoi for help because she suspected that her boyfriend was cheating on her, she wouldn’t even be able to uncover that he was merely acting. To trigger a reaction in her where she would also cheat on him and put a green hat on him for his satisfaction.

It was truly quite tragic and funny at the same time. The guy needed the girl to be truly in love with him before giving herself away to someone else to satisfy his fetish.

Ah. It was also quite a relief. Because if he’s just some normal cuck who wanted quick gratification, Ohori-senpai would’ve been ruined by him already. After all, there were plenty of ways to set her up with some other guy while he watched in a hiding place. But since he wanted a ’pure’ love to be defiled, he had to play the long game.

It gave Aoi, and now me, the chance to intercept and pull her out of that situation.

"Mhm. I got you, senpai." I gently whispered before closing the gap.

The moment our lips met, Ohori-senpai’s eyes fluttered closed as her body tensed slightly. Although she found her determination, it was inevitable for her to react this way. Not to mention her nervousness, she was also a little apprehensive about taking this leap.

After all, she knew that I wasn’t any different than her cuck boyfriend. I’m a bastard who dares to date multiple girls shamelessly. Even if a budding attraction had formed between us, she knew my nature. I wasn’t a sanctuary but another storm.

That’s why I made sure not to rush. I kept the kiss gentle, letting the warmth of the moment drown out her apprehension. I could feel her heart drumming furiously, a frantic rhythm that mirrored her internal conflict.

She wanted to be safe, but she also wanted to feel the spark that her previous relationship had lacked, to the point of forgetting that we were doing this to break her cuck ex’s delusion.

Gradually, our kiss deepened, enough to make her gasp as her fingers tightened on my collar while she surrendered to the sensation.

My hand on her waist slid down, pulling her lower back firmly against me and cupping the soft and bouncy curve of her buttocks, erasing any remaining space. Ohori-senpai let out a soft moan, yet she allowed that contact, her resolve melting into a genuine, desperate need for affection.

Now, this wasn’t the rehearsed performance of a girl trying to spite an ex but simply a genuine reaction of someone who had been emotionally starved for a year, finally tasting something real.

Beside us, Yae didn’t seem to mind being a spectator for a moment. In fact, she looked amused, her eyes twinkling as she watched the senior girl crumble under my touch. She knew exactly what she was doing by encouraging this, effectively inviting Ohori-senpai into our chaotic circle of intimacy.

When I finally pulled back, a glistening string of saliva connected my lips to Ohori-senpai’s for a brief second before it snapped.

I kept my forehead pressed against hers, our breaths mingling in the cool morning air as I waited for her eyes to open again.

Ohori-senpai looked completely undone, her eyes hazy and her lips parted. Soon, a beautiful smile played on her face before she lightly hit my chest.

"... Y-your hand, Onoda-kun." With a crimson face, Ohori-senpai finally realized where my palm was resting.

"What’s wrong? You can also touch mine, senpai," I teasingly whispered, refusing to move my hand immediately. I gave a light squeeze, feeling her jump slightly.

Ohori-senpai let out a flustered noise before glaring at me. She turned her head, trying to check my naughty hand digging into her backside, but she was too clumsy to do it gracefully. Her face was now a shade of red that rivaled a ripe tomato.

Then, she paused for a moment. Most likely, she saw the peeping tom slinking out of the alley.

Although we weren’t sure yet whether what we did was effective, a look of triumph crossed Ohori-senpai’s face, as if she had finally reclaimed her own body from his delusions.

"What a menace. Fine. I’ll let this one slide. What we did was quite effective... Did you see him running away?"

"No." I promptly answered before dropping another kiss on her lips, "I’m focused on you. How will I know?"

On my other side, Yae stifled a giggle. Of course, I was lying. How could I not see that guy? I even saw him turning pale. It was as if he was still in disbelief that what he witnessed was genuine and not just Ohori-senpai acting.

Still, we couldn’t be certain yet if his fantasy had already shattered. I guess we have to do this a few more times.

Right?

I don’t have any ulterior motive. I only want to help this girl.

"Geez. Looking at you grinning like that, how can I believe you?" Ohori-senpai pushed my face away before rolling her eyes.

Ah. Am I grinning? Yeah. My face failed to restrain my thoughts. But she didn’t mind that extra kiss, huh?

"Believe me. I’m always honest. You can ask Yae or Aoi about it."

"I’m no fool. They’ll take your side. Hmph."

"Then I have no way to prove it. In any case, senpai, how do you feel?" Instead of continuing the banter, I steered the conversation back to her. I kept my voice soft while keeping my hand still, memorizing her shape.

Ohori-senpai looked away, her expression softening. "It’s... not bad."

"Only not bad? Shall we try it again until you can say it’s wonderful?" I teased again.

"Shameless!" Ohori-senpai exclaimed and yet she still leaned a bit more into my touch. "You can’t keep taking advantage of me."

"Mhm. I won’t. At least, not without your permission," I added, finally sliding my hand away from her backside.

Ohori-senpai let out a small, relieved sigh as the pressure vanished. Then, her arms wrapped around my waist and her face buried in my chest, hiding the blush that still dominated her features.

"Thank you..." Her muffled voice drifted up from my chest. It was a small admission, but it felt like the first real crack in the wall her ex-boyfriend had spent a year building around her.

Yae didn’t let the moment linger in silence for long. She let out a playful hum, leaned her head against my shoulder, and glanced at Ohori-senpai with a knowing look. "See? I told you Onoda-kun is the best at taking care of people. Even if he is a bit of a menace."

Five minutes later, we finally emerged from the alley and rejoined the flow of students heading toward the gates.

After dropping them off at their school gates, I turned around and made my way back to the train station.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t any more time to meet another girl. I guess I just have to make it up one of these days by picking them up after school instead.