Quick Question; Would you guys like links to NSFW images of the female characters?
I'm talking about Rule34 for the cultured folks.
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Momo Sakurahara and Kusami adjusted their frilly maid outfits one last time before confidently approaching Hazuki Yasuo. With bright eyes and an air of playful confidence, they stepped forward, eager to showcase their charm.
Both of them were undeniably attractive, with figures that would turn heads in any setting. Their looks could easily be rated above an 8 on any scale, placing them firmly in the realm of beautiful girls.
Momo spun gracefully, holding the hem of her skirt delicately as she twirled in front of Yasuo. A teasing smile played on her lips as she asked, "Hose-kun, what do you think of your senpai's maid outfit?"
"And me, Hose? What do you think?" Kusami asked, stepping closer. She wasn't as openly expressive as Momo, but the slight blush dusting her cheeks combined with her usual cool demeanor made her charm undeniable.
The boys from Sobu High who were nearby watched in awe, their eyes practically sparkling as they absorbed the scene before them. Tobe Shou, ever the excitable one, dramatically tugged on Hayama Hayato's sleeve and gushed, "Hayato-kun! The exchange students from Toshobu High are all bishoujo! These maid outfits are god-tier!"
Momo and Kusami relished the admiration from their audience, but their true focus remained on Yasuo. They eagerly awaited his reaction, but instead of the flustered or charmed response they had hoped for, Yasuo suddenly spoke in a serious tone, his excitement laced with something heavier.
"You both look amazing, really," he admitted, but then his expression darkened. "But I have something important to tell you."
Momo and Kusami immediately straightened up, their lighthearted energy shifting to concern. "What is it, Yasuo?" Momo asked.
"I just saw Sumireko!" Yasuo declared.
Their eyes widened in shock. "What?! She's here?"
"Yes. She's at this school, and… she just had a wedding experience with some guy."
Momo and Kusami froze, their expressions shifting from disbelief to quiet despair. They had each harbored hope that, with Sumireko gone, they would have a chance to make Yasuo see them—really see them. They had even put on these maid outfits specifically to dazzle him. And yet, even now, Sumireko dominated his thoughts.
Momo forced a bright, reassuring smile despite the tightness in her chest. "It's okay, Hose-kun. We'll help you find Sumireko."
Kusami Runa, though equally disheartened, nodded with determination. "Yeah, don't stress too much. It was just a wedding experience, right? Maybe the guy was just a cover for something. We'll look into it."
Yasuo exhaled and gave them a small but grateful smile. "Thanks, Momo-senpai, Tsukimi. You're right. I can't let myself get too caught up in this. I need to focus."
Momo and Tsukimi exchanged a glance, their own emotions carefully concealed behind their smiles. He was feeling hopeful again.
But for them? It was a bitter pill to swallow.
They had gone all out for this moment, and yet, their efforts felt wasted. The maid outfits were nothing more than frills and lace with no impact.
Nearby, Hayama Hayato observed the exchange carefully. He was well aware of Sumireko Mishikiin—after all, she had been seen frequently with Yasuo's acquaintance, Nozomi. There had even been rumors about their relationship, though neither of them seemed to pay the gossip much mind. And since Nozomi was on good terms with Hayama, he had quietly ensured that any potentially harmful rumors were swiftly quashed.
But now, seeing Yasuo's reaction, Hayama's interest was piqued. Did Yasuo have feelings for Sumireko?
He decided to confirm before making any moves.
Meanwhile, on Nozomi's side, he had taken Sumireko to a quiet corner of the school—the Service Club room. There, they encountered Yukinoshita Yukino, who blinked in surprise upon seeing Sumireko.
"Are you… the Sanshokuin-san from the library?"
Sumireko smiled and extended her hand. "Yes, Yukinoshita-san. It's nice to formally meet you."
Yukino hesitated before shaking her hand. "Likewise."
Her eyes drifted to Nozomi, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. She had assumed that her supposed fiancé only had Sayu and Mahiru orbiting him, but now here was yet another stunning girl standing confidently beside him. And unlike her, Sumireko had an undeniably… well-endowed figure.
Yukino's gaze flickered between Sumireko's impressive curves and her own relatively modest frame. A twinge of frustration crept in before she shook it off.
Taking a deep breath, she asked, "Sanshokuin-san, what exactly is your relationship with Nozomi?"
Sumireko tilted her head slightly, then gave a soft, knowing smile. "I suppose you could say it's a relationship of reliance."
"Reliance?"
"Yes. I rely on Nozomi because he makes me feel safe, and I stay by his side because I want to. That's the kind of relationship we have."
Yukino exhaled, unsure of how to respond to such a candid answer. She motioned toward the seating area. "Well, sit down. Let's talk."
As Nozomi followed Sumireko inside, Yukino crossed her arms and muttered under her breath, "So, what's that philandering bastard up to this time?"
Yukinoshita Yukino let out a sigh, her delicate fingers lightly tapping against the desk. She didn't quite know how to respond.
"For now, just sit down."
She folded her arms, her sharp gaze locking onto Nozomi. "So, this shameless womanizer actually brought Sanshokuin here. What now?"
Nozomi twitched slightly at her words.
"Oi, oi, you've been hanging out with Sakurajima Mai too much, haven't you? And again with the pervert thing…"
Ignoring his remark, Yukinoshita's gaze flickered between him and Sumireko before she exhaled, clearly bracing herself.
"You brought Sanshokuin here for a reason, I assume?"
"Yeah. Sumireko can't go to the library for certain reasons, so I was hoping she could stay in the Service Club instead." Nozomi leaned back casually, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Don't worry. She's a bookworm, so she won't be a bother."
Yukinoshita Yukino narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing him intently.
This shameless man.
It was bad enough that he'd been having wedding rehearsals with multiple beautiful girls—including herself! But now he was bringing yet another stunning girl into the mix?
Does he even consider how his fiancée feels?
Wait… why was she thinking of herself as his fiancée?
Her expression tightened slightly at the realization.
Sumireko, watching Yukinoshita's inner turmoil play out on her face, smiled knowingly. She then turned to Nozomi and said sweetly, "Nozomi, I'm thirsty. Could you grab me a drink? I'd like to have a private chat with Yukinoshita-san."
Nozomi shrugged. "Alright, I'll be back soon."
With that, he left the room, closing the door behind him. The moment he was gone, Yukinoshita crossed her arms and leaned forward slightly, staring at Sumireko.
"So? What do you want to talk about, Sanshokuin?"
Sumireko's lips curled up in amusement. "I just thought you'd be interested in knowing why I rely on Nozomi."
Yukinoshita's fingers tightened on her sleeve. "...Go on."
If she was being honest, she was curious.
What was it about Nozomi that made so many girls willingly stick to him? What was his appeal? Was it something special? Or were they just foolishly indulging him?
And why, despite knowing he was a philandering idiot, did she feel… drawn to him?
Sumireko's eyes glimmered mischievously as she noticed Yukinoshita's gaze flickering downward toward her chest.
"Hmm? Yukinoshita-san, are you jealous of my figure?" Sumireko teased, resting a hand lightly on her own chest. "To be honest, it's kind of a hassle. Running, jumping… it's not as easy as you'd think."
"Stop." Yukinoshita's face twitched. "I don't want to hear about that. Just stay on topic."
"Oh? You're not even a little curious?" Sumireko leaned in slightly, smirking. "You know… most guys prefer a figure like mine."
Yukinoshita swallowed subtly, hesitating before blurting out, "...Is there a way to, um… enhance it?"
Sumireko's smirk widened. She leaned in closer, her voice a sultry whisper.
"You just have to let Nozomi help. A little massage might do wonders."
A moment of silence.
Then—
"S-SHAMELESS! What nonsense are you saying?!"
Yukinoshita Yukino's face went completely red, her usual composure utterly shattered. Even her ears were burning as she recoiled, staring at Sumireko with a mixture of horror and embarrassment.
Sumireko, meanwhile, burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying the reaction.
"You're so cute, Yukinoshita-san! No wonder Nozomi likes teasing you so much."
"H-He doesn't like me! And I—I don't have any feelings for him either!" Yukinoshita protested, her voice rising slightly.
Sumireko raised an eyebrow but chose not to call her out.
Sure, keep telling yourself that.
You don't like him, yet you wore a wedding dress and had a ceremony with him?
Who are you trying to fool, Yukinoshita Yukino?
Tsundere much?
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The term "bishoujo" (美少女) is a Japanese word that translates to "beautiful girl" in English. It is often used in anime, manga, and video games to describe young female characters who are typically depicted as attractive, cute, and appealing. Bishoujo characters often embody idealized traits of beauty and charm, and the term is commonly associated with genres that focus on romance, slice of life, or fantasy. The male counterpart to "bishoujo" is "bishounen" (美少年), which means "beautiful boy."