Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Volume 2 SS - That Difficult Night Part 2

The cultural festival ended successfully, and the school schedule returned to its normal routine. Then, during one of those short breaks between classes, I was moving to the next classroom when I overheard a group of girls walking ahead of me chatting. I couldn’t see their faces, but I was sure they were students from the class I teach. Kirihara was among them, which confirmed my guess.

And what were they talking about?

“No way, I’m definitely an M.”

“Seriously? I’m totally an S.”

I hoped they were discussing clothing sizes, but that seemed unlikely…

“Like, would you rather be the one pinned against a wall, or do the pinning?”

“I wanna do the pinning,” “I wanna be pinned~”

They giggled brightly as they walked.

“And you, Kirihara? Which are you?”

“Ah? Me?”

Kirihara hesitated when the conversation suddenly turned to her… though it could’ve been an act.

“Even though you said you’ve never had a boyfriend, you must have some kind of fantasy scenario, right? Do you lean more towards one side?”

“Umm… well, I guess I’m…”

I was curious about her answer, but our paths diverged.

I turned at the intersection. They continued straight ahead. I wondered, how does Kirihara see herself?

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Days later, on the weekend, I found myself at Kirihara’s house as usual.

We quickly finished tidying up the house and cleaning, and it was finally game time.

There was a recent update we hadn’t tried out yet due to the cultural festival preparations.

“I saw some screenshots online, and the new equipment looks super cute! I’m definitely getting it!”

Kirihara was incredibly excited.

Hours later, she successfully obtained the coveted equipment and was overjoyed.

“That’s a rather sexy outfit.”

“It’s a witch-themed costume. But I love this kind of thing~”

The outfit, based on purple and featuring a short skirt, had a significantly open back and a short hem showing a lot of skin.

“Kirihara seems to prefer revealing outfits in games and goes after them. But your everyday clothes don’t really show much skin.”

“It would be cold in real life. Though, if Gin says he wants me to wear it for a date, I might consider it?”

“No, that’s not what I meant…”

“Really? You’re just being considerate or too shy to say it, right? You have a tendency for that kind of thing.”

“Unfortunately, you’re mistaken.”

I answered, though internally I was slightly swayed.

Of course, if asked whether I wanted to see Kirihara in sexy casual wear, the answer would indisputably be yes.

However, acknowledging that and actually acquiring such clothing would definitely lead to her insisting on a date.

Considering the situation with Ms. Kurei, going out together still feels risky.

“Really? …Well, either way, I think it’ll be clear today or tomorrow.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing~ Fufufu.”

Kirihara laughed with an added mischievous element to her smile… which gave me a terribly bad feeling.

Just as I thought to probe further, the doorbell rang.

“Ah, it might have arrived!?”

She dashed to the entrance with excitement and returned with a package.

“What set do you think arrived? I’ll open it bit by bit, so try to guess.”

A set of what…?

While I was still puzzled, Kirihara efficiently opened the package.

“First up, this! Ta-da!”

She revealed…

“Fishnet tights?”

“Correct!”

Why though? Well, it has been getting colder…

“It’s part of a costume set. Any guesses what the costume is?”

“Eh… I have no idea.”

“Okay, next is this! Ta-da!”

What appeared next was a black leotard made of glossy fabric that reflected the light.

“Some kind of cosplay costume…?”

“Close, close!”

Fishnet tights and a leotard… could it be?

“A bunny?”

“Correct!”

Kirihara put on a bunny ear headband and hopped.

I was more baffled than amused, unable to fully join in her excitement.

“I’ll change into it after dinner, so look forward to it.”

“Why after dinner…? And why a bunny, anyway?”

“Still a secret! …You’ll see soon~”

I still didn’t understand her intentions, but Kirihara, looking forward to it, was undeniably cute.

Time passed without me grasping Kirihara’s thoughts. We continued playing the game, prepared dinner together, ate, and enjoyed tea afterward.

“Dinner was delicious. Now, I’ll prepare the bath and get ready.”

After preparing the bath, Kirihara disappeared and reemerged as a bunny.

Her toned legs encased in fishnet tights were even more enticing, and the glossy leotard emphasized an attractive cleavage with its large open front.

The long bunny ears had one ear slightly bent in the middle, adding to her cuteness.

“How do I look? Do I suit it?”

“…Well, perfect.”

She was cute, but without knowing the purpose, my confusion persisted.

“Great. Then, shall we head to the bath like this?”

“Why?”

“Just come.”

Kirihara cheerily pushed me towards the bathroom.

In the changing area, she only had me remove my pants and jacket, leaving me in my underwear and shirt, and shoved me into the washing area. The tub was being filled, so it wasn’t cold

despite my light attire.

“What’s this?”

Quizzed again, Kirihara held a transparent container, typically used for salad dressings, filled with a clear substance.

“What’s that?”

“Not sure? How about this?”

She opened the cap and poured the contents onto her palm.

A viscous, transparent liquid pooled in her hand.

“…Lotion?”

“Correct! I thought it looked fun, so I bought it. Lie down, will you?”

Gently pushed, I lay down in the spacious bath area.

“Nhufufu.”

Kirihara smiled triumphantly, straddled me, and dropped the lotion onto my abdomen.

The cold sensation made me flinch, and her smile deepened.

Intrigued, she spread the viscous film with her hands, covering a wide area including my sides, chest, and shoulders. The ticklish sensation made me squirm, and she focused on those spots.

“Your ticklish spots are your weak points, right? If we continue, it might become more pleasant.”

She seemed to be having the time of her life.

Meanwhile, I was at a loss for how to react.

“Though, Gin might prefer this… right?”

She gathered more lotion in her palm and let it flow not onto me but into the space where she straddled.

It seeped between the V-shape of her leotard and my body.

As Kirihara shifted her position, our most sensitive areas rubbed together.

“I wonder if you’ll get excited?”

She rocked back and forth, rubbing against me.

“Looking at game strategy sites, sometimes those naughty ads pop up, right? Watching girls do it made me want to try… I was curious how Gin would react.”

Licking her lips, Kirihara continued to provoke me. Even as I bit my lip trying to endure, she kept up the temptation, shaking her body, tickling my chest over my clothes, and searching for my weak spots.

“Is it here?”

She slipped her hands under my sticky shirt, playing with my hardened nipples. The sensation from her lotion-coated fingers was surprisingly pleasant.

“There’s more to come.”

Kirihara lifted my shirt, leaving my upper body exposed. However, she didn’t completely remove it. Instead, she hooked it at my arms and quickly tied it at my wrists.

“I’ve tied you up. Sorry.”

She leaned her body against mine.

Pressing her body, she continued to sway. Throughout, her gaze remained on my face.

“I’m really excited. Sorry for being naughty.”

Though apologizing, her smile and lack of intention to stop were apparent.

“Don’t look away. Just look at me.”

With those words, she increased the pressure. The reduced friction from the lotion made the pleasure more intense.

A moan escaped me, and Kirihara beamed proudly, intensifying the contact.

“...Ha, ...ha.”

Listening closely, I could hear Kirihara’s pained breaths repeating.

Occasionally, very occasionally, she seemed to grimace in agony.

“If you want to release, it’s okay.”

“...No.”

I rejected the idea, feeling it was too shameful.

“...Really? You don’t have to hold back.”

The more she insisted, the more determined I became to resist. It was a cheap, almost nonexistent form of pride for an older person.

…After a while, though Kirihara persisted, she realized I truly wasn’t in the mood and eased her movements.

“...I’m tired. That’s enough. But it felt good, right?”

Releasing me, she helped me sit up in the washing area.

“I’ll run the water. Let me rinse you off.”

As she turned to reach for the shower nozzle, I grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

“Eh?” Surprised, Kirihara stiffened as I wrapped my arms around her, placing one hand on her chest.

“Hiih!? No...”

“Why?”

“Because I’ve been feeling… Ahh!”

Gently squeezing her soft, resilient chest, I traced circles with my palm.

Despite the mild movements, Kirihara swung her head like a fussy child.

“Gin, wait… Ahhhh...”

I placed my palm over the V-shaped area of her leotard, slowly swaying it.

“Ah, ah, ahuh, nah…”

Kirihara showed no will to resist. She leaned back completely, entrusting her body to me.

Touching her elicited a much stronger response than when I was touched.

I’ve heard that pleasure is greater for women than for men.

Could it be several times stronger than what I experienced? The thought alone was headache-inducing.

“Gin, please, more… It’s frustating…”

“What exactly?”

“I want your fingers. Please… Ah.”

Responding to her request, I lightly shifted her clothing and trailed my fingers over her thoroughly drenched area, even through the fishnet tights.

“I might get a bit rough—since you asked for it, okay?”

“Huh? …Ah!?”

Without hesitation, I used both hands to forcefully tear the fishnet tights apart.

“Yah,” Kirihara squealed, her body quivering.

Yet when she turned to look at me, her eyes were clearly filled with anticipation and desire.

Despite being treated roughly, her enjoyment was evident.

I was prepared to compensate if she got angry, but it seemed I was right.

Returning one hand to her chest, Kirihara twitched.

My other hand’s fingers crawled toward Kirihara’s center. This time, she shivered more intensely.

Slowly, deliberately—I inserted a finger. Even with such gentle movements, I searched for her reactions.

“No, why, like this… it’s torturous…”

Despite her seeming dissatisfaction, I ignored her.

Because with her body already opening up this much, I figured the change would come soon.

“Ah, ugh… Why… kyaauuu…”

Despite the slow pace, Kirihara writhed, curled up, stretched out, and continued to agonize.

“It’s hardly moving, yet… Ah!”

Yuzu had taught me in the past.

This way, one can enjoy deeply and for a long time.

…But it’s said that at a certain point, it becomes so intense it’s like sparks flying before your eyes.

Kirihara seemed a bit in pain too.

“No, no more… forgive me… Gin…”

Feeling sorry for her, I intensified my actions a bit.

Kirihara wasn’t prepared for the surprise attack.

“Hiyah, aaaaah!”

She jerked so hard she nearly fell off me. I hastily caught her and seated her in the washing area.

As Kirihara trembled and breathed raggedly, I waited for her reactions to subside.

After a while, her chest stopped heaving, and she slowly calmed down, clinging to my arm with a dazed look.

She glanced up at me with a bit of resentment and muttered.

“…What was that?”

“Adult research results. Was it your first time?”

“There’s no way something like that exists… I was shocked.”

After sighing, Kirihara shyly smiled.

“There really are all kinds of worlds out there.”

“Yeah, there are. It’s directly linked to human history, or so I’ve heard.”

“I see. Wow, what a surprise.”

After muttering, Kirihara smiled charmingly at me.

“Teach me more in the future, okay? Teacher♪”

…Ah, no good.

I was involuntarily captivated by her expression just now. Despite being younger, she’s too much.

“…By the way, I’ve been wondering for a while now, which are you?”

“Which, as in what?”

I honestly revealed that a few days ago, I had accidentally overheard her conversation with her classmates in the hallway.

“Wow, you heard that! That’s so embarrassing. I’ll be more careful.”

“So, what was your answer?”

After a moment of hesitation, Kirihara bashfully shared.

“I said I didn’t know because I haven’t had much experience~ I lied a bit, but the content is true. It depends on my mood. Some days I feel like playing tricks, and other days I want to be completely disheveled. I don’t think it’s easy to decide. At least, not for me.”

It seems Kirihara has a dual nature.

An honor student with plenty of mischievous elements. Just like that.

“Which were you today?”

“I was feeling more S at first. But, well, since Gin was so skillful and treated me well… I started hoping to be attacked halfway through. Fufufu.”

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She stuck out her tongue playfully, embarrassed. Truly, she’s adorable.

“By the way, Gin. …What about this?”

She poked at my underwear.

…Well, there was no escaping the situation.

“Should I take care of it?”

“…No, that won’t do.”

I thought so earlier, but if I allowed it even once, it seemed like we’d slide down a slippery slope.

“You’re good at holding back, huh… In a way, I admire that. But if it really hurts, let me know?”

Hours later, I was lying next to Kirihara as usual.

The tranquil rhythm of Kirihara’s breathing, coupled with an indescribable scent wafting from her body, tickled my nose.

“Nnn… Gin, love you…”

Even in her dreams, she sought me, stirring restlessly.

…The memory of restraining myself lingered deeply, marking it a challenging night.