Honami, breathless, sat up, her cheeks crimson. In a burst of courage, she reached for his pants, unbuttoning them with trembling fingers. "I… I want to please you," she whispered, shy but determined.
She pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his erection, hard and throbbing. Without hesitation, she leaned in, taking him into her mouth eagerly. Her lips were warm, her tongue clumsy but enthusiastic, and Hikaru groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. She improved quickly, her cheeks hollowing, and he struggled not to come too soon.
He gently pushed her back, laying her on the bed. "I need you," he growled, stripping off the rest of his clothes. He entered her slowly, savoring the tightness of her body. Honami moaned, her breasts rising with each thrust. He moved gently at first, his hands caressing her breasts, her nipples rolling beneath his fingers. Her breasts were sublime, bouncing slightly, and he leaned down to kiss one, drawing a cry from her.
He shifted positions, lifting her so she straddled him. Her breasts were right in front of his face, and he grasped them, squeezing as she rode him, her hips swaying with charming awkwardness.
"Like that," he murmured, guiding her movements, and she moaned, her breasts bouncing with each rebound. She climaxed like that, her body trembling, her breasts pressed against his chest, and Hikaru groaned, fighting to hold back.
He positioned her on all fours, her breasts hanging beautifully, their curves hypnotic in the dim light. He caressed her ass before entering her again, his thrusts harder, deeper.
*Hnnnhh... AHH ~*
Honami cried out, her hands gripping the covers, her breasts swaying with each impact. She came again, her muscles clenching, and Hikaru growled, feeling his control slip.
He shifted once more, laying her on her back, one leg over his shoulder for a deeper angle. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, their roundness captivating, and he caressed them, pinching a nipple gently. Honami reached a third orgasm, her body glistening with sweat.
"You're really a squirter, huh~"
Hikaru pulled out, releasing himself onto her stomach with a rough groan, his breath ragged.
After satisfying his desire, he wiped himself off and decided to leave.
He didn't want to go straight back to the dorm, but rather continue exploring the school. Over the past few days, he'd checked the location of the school's surveillance cameras and had almost finished collecting them all.
As the sky darkened, the streetlights along the road had already come on, and Hashima Hikaru walked leisurely along the path, his expression serious.
Surveillance cameras were a crucial element. He needed to master the locations of some key cameras, as this was preparation for the future.
After spending time in this school, Hashima Hikaru had come to understand that since the school had constructed the entire artificial island as a completely closed environment, it was likely to simulate a more realistic social structure, allowing students to compete to the fullest extent within this environment and ultimately select the most outstanding individuals.
However, society couldn't be without its dark side, which was something he had recently discovered. Some places had surveillance cameras almost every few steps, while others were quite open, with not a single camera in sight.
This couldn't be the school's oversight; it must have been deliberately set up this way, allowing students to utilize these camera-free locations to carry out more covert plans.
"Hmm... no cameras here, perfect for setting up some unsavory activities."
Hashima Hikaru observed his surroundings. He was now at the corner of a building, with a narrow walkway between it and another building with a partition. Beside it was a vending machine.
He didn't see any conventional surveillance cameras here, so he silently memorized this information.
But just then, Hashima Hikaru suddenly heard voices coming from ahead.
"Suzune, I didn't expect to chase you all the way here."
"I... I'm no longer the useless person I was before. I came here to catch up to my brother's footsteps."
"?"
Hearing these two voices, Hashima Hikaru 's expression changed, because they were both familiar.
The male voice seemed to belong to the highly capable student council president, Horikita Manabu, while the female voice was Horikita Suzune, who had just paid a large amount of points in Class D.
"Brother? These two have the same surname, and I didn't even think of that. How careless of me."
The boy sighed and continued to eavesdrop, as this was shocking news and might provide useful information.
"Hmph, to catch up to my footsteps? You still haven't realized your own shortcomings." Horikita Manabu adjusted his glasses, his tone cold. "Today, you learned about the school's deep rules. Do you think you have the ability to catch up to me?"
"I'll definitely rise to Class A. Please believe me, brother!" Horikita Suzune's tone was urgent.
"No, you can't do it. I know very well."
"I'll work hard, really hard to get into Class A..." The girl tried to argue, but the next moment, the man in front of her grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall.
"If people know that someone assigned to Class D is my sister, it will embarrass me," Horikita Manabu looked coldly at the girl in front of him. "Don't you understand what this means?"
"I..."
At this moment, Horikita Suzune was far from the strong aura Hashima Hikaru had seen in the Class D classroom. She looked extremely weak, her pretty face filled with a desire to argue, yet she was too anxious to speak.
"Drop out, Suzune!"
"Otherwise..."
Horikita Manabu pronounced this sentence like a verdict, then raised his hand, seemingly about to slap his sister.
"..."
Hashima Hikaru felt he couldn't just watch anymore and quickly stepped forward.
"Uh, if people know that the student council president is bullying a girl here late at night, it wouldn't look good, would it?"
"Hmm?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Horikita Manabu immediately looked to the side and saw a figure.
"It's you, Hashima-kun."
"Yes, it's me, Senior Horikita. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."
"You saw everything?"
Seeing Hashima Hikaru, Horikita Manabu immediately let go of Horikita Suzune and asked calmly, "What do you want to do?"
"Don't worry, I don't want to do anything. I'm just surprised that she's Senior Horikita's sister."
"Hmph, just an incompetent sister. I'll make her drop out soon."
"Brother?"
Released from her brother's grip, Horikita Suzune's expression became complex. She looked at Hashima Hikaru, who had suddenly appeared. He had just taken her individual points, and now they were meeting again.
Moreover, he seemed to be on familiar terms with her brother. What was going on?
He wasn't a first-year student?
"Can I ask why? Why must Horikita-san drop out?" Hashima Hikaru looked at Horikita Manabu, feigning curiosity.
"..."
Horikita Manabu was silent for a moment, then glanced at Horikita Suzune beside him, his expression turning serious.
"I can tell you, but you'll have to do something for me in return."
"Go ahead. If I can do it."