𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰.

23rd April, 4:10 PM

  "That was really impressive, Kouhai," the silver-haired girl expressed, applauding until she arrived in front of me in the company of another simpering girl.

    "Thank you."

    "My name is Asahina Nazuna, and her name is—"

    "Kiryuuin Fuka," the silver-haired girl interrupted, refusing to permit Asahina to introduce her, only herself.

The two stared at me inquisitively, but I felt indifferent toward them. If possible, I wanted to get out of this crowd as soon as possible.

    "Can I get my money now?" I inquired, heedless of the female students.

    "Did you just...?" bewildered Asahina murmured, failing to quell her surprise.

While Asahina was digesting the fact that I had just completely disregarded them, Kiryuuin burst out laughing.

    "How very interesting!"

    "Your name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, right?" questioned Asahina, folding her arms as her smile paled marginally.

On second glance, she is very attractive. Her beauty shone through her congenial demeanor.

    "Yes," I affirmed as my phone buzzed from receiving the private points.

I stood up and retrieved my phone to verify.

    "Are you interested in teaming up with me in the future, Ayanokoji-kun?" offered Kiryuin, startling everyone present, including the blonde student and Asahina.

I had no problem pairing up with either of them, but wasn't that a bit too random? In any case, I couldn't team up with them next month.

    "Is that even allowed?" Mei-Yu whispered in confusion alongside other students.

Seeing as she asked me that, it was virtually inevitable it was permitted. Since that was the case, I presumed that someone popular among the girls would have many opportunities for themselves.

That was certainly not the case for me.

    "Maybe, but I think I'm happy with my current partner," I stated, pointing at Kushida and leaving the scene.

𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰.

25th April, 3:30 PM

    "Hachoo!" Kushida sneezed for the third time in a row, her cheeks burning up red as she was preparing dinner in the maid costume.

Moreover, her breaths were heavy and she appeared to be exhausted. Putting down my tea on the diner table after taking one last sip, I stood up from the chair.

    "Lay down on the couch," I ordered, whereupon she obediently staggered towards the couch.

She must have caught a cold on the way home yesterday since it was raining.

    "How come I ended up with a cold instead of you?" she grumbled, laying down on the couch with her hand on her forehead.

Gently, I brushed her hand aside and put my hand on her forehead to measure her body temperature.

    "38.781 degrees. You have a fever," I announced, despite it being obvious already.

    "What's wrong with you? Are you a thermometer?" she mumbled, displaying an irritated, weirded-out expression.

Ignoring her remark, I wetted a fabric with warm water, turned off the stove, and walked towards the couch again to put it onto her forehead.

    "Is this good?"

Lacking the strength to answer, she mildly bobbed her head as she closed her eyes.

    "I'll get some medicine," I told her as I put on my uniform, not sure whether she was still awake or already asleep.

𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰.

25th April, 3:50 PM

After successfully purchasing the medicine, I stumbled upon a newly opened bookstore. As my interest was piqued, I entered the antique-looking shop.

The musty scent of old books filled my nostrils, and the dim lighting gave the room a cozy and intimate atmosphere. My eyes were immediately drawn to the shelves filled with books that I had never seen before, especially those from Japanese authors long forgotten.

As I stood there, engrossed in my exploration, I noticed a petite girl with silver hair and violet eyes standing next to me, stealing glances every so often.

    "You have been staring at me an awful lot," I remarked, not bothering to put away my book.

    "Do you read a lot of works from Dazai Osamu?" she asked, making a shy first impression with her flat tone.

    "I read all sorts of things, are you by any chance interested in his works?" I replied, finally closing the novel and putting it aside to look at her.

    "Mhm," she confirmed, energetically nodding her head as she sported the most innocent smile imaginably.

Her smile was like a ray of sunshine, and her youthful beauty was simply breathtaking. Her delicate features and shy demeanor made her seem almost ethereal.

How come she was alone?

    "My name is Shiina Hiyori from Class 1-C," she introduced herself.

    "Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, Class 1-D."

Just as she desired to continue our conversation, I checked the clock and realized I had already spent too much time buggering around. Immediately, I put the book back on the shelf.

    "I'll talk to you another time, I need to deliver medicine."

Like taking away a child's favorite toy, the sadness in her features prevailed, nearly causing me to modify my plans and talk to her for the next few hours.

𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰.

25th April, 4:10 PM

When I entered the apartment, the aroma of cooked rice wafted toward me. The air felt dense, almost suffocating, and there was a faint sweat smell that mingled with the rosy scent in the air.

    "How are you doing, Kushida?" I asked right after shutting the door behind me and removing my footwear.

    "Do you have to ask, moron? Terrible," she returned in a hoarse voice.

Kushida's eyes were glassy, her face flushed with feverish heat. Her body lay sprawled out on the couch, and her breathing was ragged, indicating that she was in considerable discomfort.

    "Where's the medicine?" she desperately asked.

    "Here," I answered, showing her the pack of medicine I just purchased.

    "Give me the medicine."

Was she planning to take the medication right away?

    "Sure, but are you fine with taking the medicine here?" I asked, tilting my head in suspicion.

Kushida's eyebrow furrowed, not comprehending the problem I was getting at.

    "Hah? Just give it to me," she demanded, glaring at me with one eye and extending her hand toward me.

Well, if she says so.

    "I'll insert it, then."

Without another second's delay, I grabbed her by her feet and pulled them up so that the bottom of her slightly sweaty thighs was revealed to me, including the black, adult-like G-string she wore.

I must admit that the sight of the black G-string adorning her curves was irresistibly seductive. The way it hugged her hips and accentuated her figure was captivating and kept me from turning away.

    "Wha—? Stop! What are you doing?!" she furiously yelled, pulling down her rock to conceal her panties from me.

Was every girl wearing such adult-like lingerie?

    "Giving you the medicine," I replied, unfazed.

Snatching the medicine from my hand, she squinted her eyes to examine the description of the medicine until she eventually planted her hand on her face and sighed.

    "Why'd you bring this kind of medicine?"

I just randomly picked one since the selection was huge. When I asked the worker, he told me this is the most effective medicine for fever.

    "You want me to do it for you, or are you going to do it yourself?"

    "I'll do it myself. Now go away," she prompted, Kushida's face blushing harder than before.

Did her fever worsen, or was she simply embarrassed?

    "I suggest you go to your room," I advised, pointing to the security camera that was functioning again after the power outage.

    "Great...  I have no strength..." she bleated in a low tone, trying to get up from the couch.

I put my arms around her spine and thighs and carried her into her room in a princess carry, closing the door behind me as I left her inside.

    "Tell me when you're finished."

𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰.

25th April, 7:25 PM

    "Did you ready yourself for me, Kikyou?" he asked, referring to the adult-like underwear she was wearing.

With one hand holding both of her wrists firmly above her head, his other hand trailed down the smooth skin of her inner thigh, eliciting a gasp from her lips.

    "No way, I would—"

Before Kushida could finish her sentence, he forcefully pressed his lips against hers, igniting a fierce passion within her.

Despite the turmoil within her, Kushida couldn't resist the overwhelming desire surging through her veins, and she gave in to his passionate advances.

Their tongues entwined in a fiery exchange, each seeking dominance over the other, and Kushida felt a heat spreading through her body like wildfire.

Her heart raced as their lips fervently met, a tangle of flesh and passion, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

The taste of his mouth was intoxicating, and she found herself lost in the moment, consumed by her own primal desires.

His deft hand strayed from the inner side of her thigh and explored the curves of her body as he fondled her voluptuous breast.

She arched her back, yearning for more as he deftly teased and caressed her sensitive spots.

With a deep breath, he extracted himself from her lips, a glistening strand of saliva connecting them, and dedicated his attention to her neck.

Kushida moaned softly as his lips slithered down her neck, leaving a trail of scorching kisses in their wake, sending shivers of desire coursing through her body.

She lost herself in the sensations, the heat, and the pleasure, her body instinctively responding to his every touch. Every nerve in her body was ablaze, and her mind was devoured by the ecstasy of the moment.

Just as her pleasure reached its pinnacle, his hand under the rock of the maid costume, Ayanokoji whispered something into her ear...

    "Board five, draw."

Upon hearing that, my eyes fluttered open to the white ceiling of my room. Immediately, I touched my lips, but there was no saliva. Quickly, I spotted Ayanokoji sitting next to my bed.

    "Board six, Qd7. Board seven—"

    "Can you shut up?" I hissed, interjecting his monologue while rubbing my eyes and removing the cloth from my forehead.

    "You're awake, huh."

Just what did I dream of? Why him?

    "Were you playing chess against yourself?" I asked after shaking my head, diverting my mind from what I had just dreamt of.

    "Yes, it was boring," he responded, his spine leaning against my bed.

My gaze shortly watched out the window. The sun had just set, casting a warm glow across the sky, which was painted in shades of pink, orange, and purple. The clouds seemed to be ablaze, reflecting the colors of the sunset. It was late already now.

    "Can you make me some porridge?"

    "Are you ordering me around?" he questioned, peeking at me from his shoulder.

    "I'm asking you."

    "What's the magic word?" he teasingly asked, causing me to roll my eyes in annoyance.

    "Please?"

𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰.

25th April, 7:45 PM

    "It's my first time making porridge, so don't mind the taste," I shared with her, handing her the warm bowl.

Without enunciating a syllable, she ate the porridge without praising or complaining about it, making me wonder whether it was good or not.

    "Want me to do anything else?"

    "No," she responded as she finished the last spoon of porridge.

    "You want me to hold your boob again?" I slyly asked, earning me a punch to my shoulder and an angered gaze from Kushida.

    "Shut up."

    "Will you be fine now?" I queried, putting my hand on her forehead again to measure her temperature again.

This time the temperature measured 37.4 degrees, so the medication successfully lowered the fever.

    "Don't pretend to be worried about me."

    "Will you miss me?" I prodded, half-jokingly and half-seriously since I was curious about her response.

These were our last days, after all. Will my next partner be worse or better than Kushida, I wonder.

"I won't," she replied coldly, clarifying she had no attachment to me whatsoever.

"But I will," I declared, removing my hand and leaning over to plant a kiss on her forehead before leaving.

Google suggested doing that, was that a wise decision?   

In any case, let's hope for a good new partner.

A/N: Sorry if the quality has dropped, I'm laying in bed with 39+ degree fever, and there was nothing else for me to do than writing. (Also the reason why I finished this before the COTE x TQQ chapter.)

Before I go on with the next partner, who do you NOT want to see? Since that differs from fanbase to fanbase, I want to know who you do not want to see.

Who do you like to see? (Doesn't have to be for next month.)

Was the lemon dream all right? As I said, it's my first time writing stuff like that, so tell me if it was all right.