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May 1st. The day for the first class point announcement since enrollment has arrived.
We, class D, had 470 points. We had been warned by Hirata since the first day of school, but because of the red-haired gorilla, our class points had dropped considerably. By the way, the other classes had 490 points for class C, 650 for class B, and 940 for class A. The other classes were the same as in the original.
Also, because they had more points remaining than all the previous D classes, they didn't receive any harsh words of love from Professor Chabashira.
After the class points were announced, the results of the quiz that was taken the other day were announced. I got 90 points. Horikita got 85 points. Horikita's score was lower than in the original, but that might be because she has sex with me every night.
(That's probably the whole reason)
It's been two weeks since Horikita and I first made love. Every single day, I made her horny and embraced her.
(You must be leading an amazing school life if sex is a daily occurrence.)
And the other person is Suzune Horikita.
In the classroom she remains the same cool beauty, but once she gets horny she turns into a female who will do anything you say.
Just yesterday, I threatened her that I wouldn't insert it unless she wore her school swimsuit, and she changed right away.
Also, unable to bear seeing my poor eating habits, she started cooking for me occasionally.
Horikita's cooking was so delicious that she completely captured my stomach.
To others, Horikita and I would look like we're a perfect couple.
But we're not lovers.
It's just a relationship of two bodies together.
This has been going on for two weeks.
(Maybe I should stop for today.)
Now that I have some points, there are a few things I want to buy.
I'm going to do some shopping today and then go home and have a good rest.
And before I knew it, it was time for after school.
I politely declined Sato's invitation to karaoke and headed to Keyaki Mall.
"Are you stopping anywhere?"
As I was changing into my shoes at the shoe locker, Horikita called out to me.
"Yeah. I was thinking about going shopping at Keyaki Mall."
"Yes. Can I come with you?"
"...Okay."
"Let's go then."
After getting my approval, Horikita changed into her shoes and began walking briskly.
(Why are you walking so fast?)
He chased after Horikita, who was clearly walking faster than usual.
Maybe there's something urgent to do.
Ten minutes later, I was at the optician's with Horikita.
The purpose was to buy glasses for PC use. Since my eyesight had improved to 2.0 as a bonus, I wanted to buy glasses that cut blue light to prevent my eyesight from deteriorating.
"Well, you seem more intelligent than usual."
I picked out some glasses at random and tried them on.
"You seem even more perverted than usual."
That makes me look like a pervert all the time. But I guess that can't be helped, since I really am a pervert.
"Does Horikita have good eyesight?"
"When I had it measured last year, it was 1.5 in both eyes."
"Seriously?"
In my previous life, both my eyes were 0.05...
Looking back, I was probably grateful for the perk of having 2.0 vision. I never imagined life without glasses or contact lenses would be so easy.
After successfully purchasing my computer glasses, I headed to a bookstore to buy some light novels.
Horikita loves reading, but she didn't seem to have the book she was looking for, so she waited for me to finish shopping.
After successfully obtaining the light novel, I headed home with Horikita.
The elevator to the dorm reached the fourth floor, and as I was about to get off, Horikita grabbed my sleeve.
"what up?"
"Um... aren't you going to... do it today?"
I froze at the unexpected question from Horikita.
I haven't touched Horikita once today. In other words, she's not in heat. And yet, she still gives off a desire-filled vibe.
"Yeah. I wanted to rest today."
"...yes"
"Or did you want to?"
"Don't be stupid!"
Horikita denied it, her face turning red.
"I was just kidding. See you tomorrow."
"Ah."
Leaving Horikita, who seemed to have regrets, behind, I got off the elevator.
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It was 5pm. I remembered Horikita's face when I saw her as I got off the elevator.
(That was the look I was expecting.)
It's been two weeks since I first held Horikita in my arms. I always make her horny before holding her.Sending out hornyHeart Rejector
So Horikita has never seduced him or pushed him down when she wasn't in heat.
And yet today, Horikita gave off an air that made it seem as if she wanted to be held by me.
(Maybe she's addicted to having sex with me?)
That Horikita Suzune... I can't believe it.
I operated my smartphone and displayed the collection of lewd photos of Horikita that I had taken over the past two weeks on the screen.
Horikita after losing her virginity. Horikita with her face covered in semen. Horikita showing off her messy face. Horikita ascending to heaven in her school swimsuit.
I have a lot of different images of Horikita saved on my smartphone.
If other people see it, I'll be totally out...
"I'll use this as a side dish to generate some electricity today."
He had actually thought about refraining from masturbating, but seeing Horikita with that expression on her face, he couldn't help but let out his desires.
"Oh, I guess I'll send an email to Hirata first."
After the morning class point announcement, Hirata came to me for advice.
This is a study session in preparation for the midterm exams that will be held soon.
Apparently, just like in the original story, Hirata was holding a study group and had asked me, who had done well on the quiz, to help out.
He put the call on hold and said he would get back to me later, but then he went home without replying.
"...Huh? God's contact information is here."
Without my knowledge, God's contact information was stored in my phone book.
I tried calling that number.
"Hello, this is God."
I was really connected. Can you talk between this world and the next?
"It's been a while. I'm Kamisato."
"Are you Kamisato-san? It's been a while."
"Yes. I'm glad to hear that God is doing well."
"Thank you. Anyway, what are you up to today?"
"Umm..."
I couldn't just say, "I called because the number was in the phone book," so I thought up a reason why.
"Actually, it's about Horikita."
First of all, I decided to talk about what happened today.
"I see. Horikita-san had a longing look on her face even though she wasn't in heat."
"Yes. Unless I'm mistaken."
I'm glad I had worries.
"It's a simple story. Horikita-san has become addicted to having sex with Kamisato-san. That's all there is to it."
"H-Horikita...?"
"Yes. You've been holding each other every day for two weeks. It's not surprising you got hooked."
"Really?"
"...That's what my senior said, my colleague said."
"That's why it's all hearsay!"
Even after he was reincarnated, he still ran into God.
"I'm sorry. It's only been a month since I moved to another department..."
In other words, when I died it was right after I was transferred...
"is that so"
"Kamisato-san, I know you have a lot of worries, but please rest assured. With your special talent, you will definitely become a king of unparalleled sexual prowess."Sending out hornyHeart Rejector
"I don't have any intention of becoming king."
If it was King, C-class Dragon Boy wanted to be him.
"Well, it's almost time to hang up, so I'll hang up now."
"Y-Yes. Thank you very much."
"No. See you later."
Apparently, God has no intention of working unpaid overtime.
"...Horiko has become addicted to having sex with me..."
I can't really trust it.
Then I have no choice but to check.
Sending out hornyHeart RejectorI wonder if Horikita will ask for it if I don't use it.
It might be a long-term battle.
(Then I guess I'll have to say goodbye to Horikita's body for a while.)
He remembers the body of the beautiful girl he had devoured for the past two weeks.
Cute little lips. Good sized breasts. A perfectly tight vagina.
(It was a good thing I took a photo of Horikita after each scene.)
The image folder on my smartphone was becoming dedicated to Horikita.
Smartphone in my left hand, son in my right hand.
I got into battle mode to generate my own power for the first time in a long while.
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A certain day in May. A week has passed since the class points were announced.
I had been busy preparing for the exams, something I had been neglecting lately. For the past two weeks since I entered Advanced Nurturing High School, I had been preparing and reviewing every day.
The reason they were neglected.
Because I was spending all my time having sex with him.
It was me who invited him.
I still can't believe it.
I forcefully captured his lips and our bodies were pressed together.
I deeply regretted giving up my virginity on impulse.
I should have regretted it.
I ended up asking for him again the next day.
I became obsessed with having sex with him and spent my days giving myself over to pleasure.
I have never had much interest in sex, or in romance.
So I thought that in high school, I would spend my days immersed in studying, just like in middle school.
However, I never imagined that I would end up spending my days immersed in sex.
However, that chaotic lifestyle came to an end within two weeks.
Since the day the class points were announced, I stopped having sex with him.
It's my fault.
Whenever I had sex with him, he always wanted it from me.
Once we had sex, sometimes he was the one to make the first move, but it was always me who initiated it.
"...Hm, again..."
It's been a week since I last had sex with him.
My body aches every day.
"...Why is this happening..."
I could tell she was already wet down there.
I pull my pants, underwear included, down to my ankles.
Then he slowly inserts his finger into her exposed private parts.
"Hmm....Ahh...."
I move my fingers in and out, thinking of his cock.
"Hmm, oh, oh..."
Every time my fingertips move, a lewd sound of water rings in my head.
"...Hmm...There's a really loud splashing noise..."
I naturally say things that I think will make him happy.
Not that he's watching.
"Hmmm! Ah, ahh, hmmm...!"
Love juices keep overflowing from her vagina, staining the chair.
But I don't care and just enjoy the pleasure.
"Ahh, ahh, ahhh."
Before I knew it, I had rolled up my jacket and was pinching my nipples.
"Ahh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming.
Then, as if to put a stop to it, he pulled the protrusions on the upper and lower body hard enough to nearly tear them off.
"Uhh....Ahhh....Ahhhhh!!"
My body convulsed repeatedly as I reached climax.
I just leaned back in the chair.
(It feels good... but it's not enoug
It has to be his dick after all.
In just two weeks, my body had become incapable of being satisfied without him.
I want him to hold me soon.
Like always, he will hold me if I ask.
But I also have pride as a woman.
I want him to want me at least once.
(If you want, you can do whatever you want with my body...)
And yet.
There is nothing to be asked of him.
why.
Maybe he was tired of my body?
Maybe he's in love with another girl.
Anxiety crosses my mind.
Then, tears naturally started to flow.
"Why... why do I have to go through this..."
I felt ashamed of myself for wanting a man. I felt regretful. I continued to cry in my indecent state.