33 Chapter 32

***WARNING: Partial nudity and sexual harassment.

(y/n) P.O.V. 1st Person

"I'm heading off to the bathroom!" I exclaim, breaking the tension. I stick my tongue out at them, "Don't follow me!" They simply nod, but they aren't like the others in Yari-bu. I put on a happy expression, now letting it slip away, but I'm still so pissed at those two for getting out of the orgy. I just have to remind myself they're missing out.

As I pass through the halls, I feel a sudden chill. Negative energy filled the spot I'm standing in. 'Is it a ghost?' I wonder. But I glance over my shoulder to find Haruto passing by to my right. Our eyes meet, and he suddenly comes to a halt. I immediately tense up, nearly forgetting about any need to use the restroom. Had there been any from the start other than to escape an awkward conversation though?

I glance over at the two boys beside him. They seem familiar and must be in our class. One is about my height, with navy blue hair and teal eyes. He wears a pair of circular glasses and a touch of makeup. A bit of orange blush and eyeshadow on his faintly freckled face and a nude lipstick. He wears a simple, white, button-up shirt. The other one towers above the three of us, with simple blond hair. His pale yellow eyes have deep shadows underneath them; his black earpieces stick out against the color. He wears a black turtleneck and long orange-brown coat.

"Oi, (y/n)!" The blonde calls, a sweet smile on his face. 'Do I know him?' "Why don't you hang out with us some?" His invitation is kind, but the green eyed boy doesn't so much as blink, his eyes burning into my skull.

Cautiously, I approach them. "Um, who are you?" I ask awkwardly.

"Sorry 'bout that," he chuckles, "I forget we haven't been properly introduced. I'm Seishi and this is Mizu. And, of course, you already know Haruto."

Mizu casually raises his fingers in a peace sign at me but with his thumb out. He doesn't say a word, and Haruto simply nods. These two don't seem too excited to see me.

"Can I get a photo with you?" Seishi asks. "I'm sorry if that's weird you just look really cute." Before I can answer though he pulls out his phone and snaps a photo with me while in selfie mode. The sound of the click triggers a second of an unpleasant memory, and I stumble back.

Now I remember where I saw these two. I stare down the hall: 'I have to get away from them.' But Seishi's hand grabs my arm and soon the navy haired boy's hand squeezes my ass. "Wait up," Mizu finally speaks.

"Where are you heading?" Haruto asks, his breath brushing against my ear while the other two hold me captive.

"Let's go together~" Seishi hums in his singsong voice.

I tug on my wrist, spitting out unpleasantly, "I'm going to the restroom." Seishi lets me go, but quickly wraps his arms around my waist to keep me from moving.

The blonde smirks at me with a closed-eye smile, "What a coincidence, so are we."

Mizu's hand trails up my thigh, fingers twisting around the band of my panties. His fingers slip lower, probing my entrance. From his brief exchange with Seishi I know they were the appointment Tamura had the day before and Mizu was the bottom. Or in word's Tamura often used when discussing these things he was Tamura's toilet. I guess some people have their own words for Tachi and Neko.

I duck out from under Seishi's arms and storm off, but they follow shortly. "Come on, Haruto. Are you coming?" Mizu calls behind him.

Haruto wraps his arm over my shoulder, forcing me to halt. "Careful," he smirks at me, though he's talking to his friends, "I don't know how they feel about doing it with you two. At least with me around anyway. You know how (y/n) is."

"Then just tell your girlfriend that you told us it was okay," Mizu spits out, sending Haruto a bored expression.

I pause, throwing his arm from off my shoulder. "What do you mean by that? I'm not anyone's," I snarl at the short male.

Seishi covers his lips with his fingers, but I can tell he's smiling. "Of course not." He laughs the idea off, "Don't worry, he told us. I understand if you don't want to lose customers, it's difficult to be satisfied by just one man." He starts to massage my shoulder with his palms, smiling ever so deviously at me. "And you might not like it if people found out about your… tastes."

I raise my brow at him. Mizu smirks, "We'll do it if you let us put it in. Your little secret is safe with us."

"Honestly, I think it's pretty hot," Seishi adds, "I mean I can't even begin to imagine being on the other end of that, but I'm sure I would enjoy myself." I have no idea what they're talking about. Haruto's expressionless face isn't giving me any hints either.

Before I knew it they'd backed me up to the wall. I'm growing uncomfortable as they try to convince me to come with them. When suddenly, a (f/c) bra slaps Haruto in the face. He glances at it in his hand. "Is it Shikatani?" He asks, glancing around nervously..

"Looks like some freshman," Seishi adds. But all eyes are on the boy now, all except mine anyway. 'Wait, is that my bra?' Soon Toru is beside them and snatches it back.

"G-get away from (y/n), or... or I'll challenge you!" He points up at them, but anyone can tell he's nervous.

"Oh, how cute~" Mizu teases, "This kid thinks he can beat us up." I struggle to mention that Toru is like a foot taller than Mizu. But we're all confused as Toru starts fiddling with his belt.

"What? Are you pissing yourself or something?" Haruto asks him.

"No," Toru's shaking hands pull out his flaccid dick. "I-it's a b-battle o-of the d-dicks.."

The three of them just stare in awkward shock, but slowly step back. "Let's just go," Haruto tells them, "He's just as crazy as the rest of those freaks." I hope this was the last they'd bother me.

I wrap my arms around Toru. "Thank you." He's blushing and a nervous wreck, but he seems calmer around me. Maybe it's because he keeps sniffing me. "But seriously why do you have my bra?"