Ah, this bitch

On that day, I found myself utterly defeated. Hana was clearly annoyed, unleashing a relentless barrage of karate moves upon me as if I were her rival in a high-stakes tournament. I understand that I cannot offer any excuse for my lateness, and unfortunately, my relationship with the boys has also suffered due to the additional punishment they received.

However, after enduring all that, the long-awaited day finally arrived. The anticipation was palpable as morning dawned, with everyone displaying heightened levels of excitement. I even caught a glimpse of Shingo and Andre going the extra mile by showering twice, a clear indication that this was no ordinary day.

"I'm glad to see you've regained your sanity. Does this have anything to do with us joining the female students?" I glanced at Gakuto, who stood by my side, and let out a sigh of relief. He looks and acts just like when I first met him.

"I don't remember ever being crazy, but, you're right... I still haven't given up on my dream. I hope you understand that Kiyoshi-dono."

"Are you seriously still thinking about running away?" Reflecting on the events that happened, it seemed as though he hadn't abandoned his plan. However, did he not comprehend my lack of desire to partake in his outlandish scheme, particularly considering the absence of any personal gain for me?

"Nothing stops a man from achieving his dreams, especially if he is given limited time. In fact, this very limitation often serves as a catalyst, fueling their determination even further."

Even if his escape plan manages to succeed by some miraculous turn of events, I am confident that upon my return, I will be faced with nothing but a bleak future, leading to my inevitable expulsion from this institution. I have no desire to return to the gloomy life that characterized my days in middle school.

The sight of Gakuto's self-assured expression turned my stomach, prompting me to dismiss him and concentrate on the task of brushing my teeth. Eventually, we all called into the recreation room, where Meiko eagerly awaited our arrival.

'Has her fever subsided?... With clothes like that, I think it has, huh...'

As our gazes intertwined, a wave of unease washed over me, for I couldn't help but recall the incident in the bathroom that night - an act that, upon reflection, could potentially be perceived as an instance of sexual harassment. If she decides to report it, I won't simply face expulsion; there's a genuine possibility that I could end up behind bars.

After fixing her gaze upon me for an extended period, Meiko proceeded to shift her attention towards the rest of the group. With a solemn face, she finally broke the silence and uttered:

"Listen, all you pathetic worms, today you will be joining the class. I know I can't expect anything from trash like you, but at least your little brains understand what happens if you do something weird, right?"

"U-Umm, but Vice President-"

The sound of a sudden impact filled the air.

Meiko's strike landed with precision, causing Andre to double over in agony. The force behind her blow was unmistakable, leaving no room for any further disagreement. However, even amidst her fierce behavior, her alluring presence and seductive figure contribute to her undeniable allure.

"This is not the first time you have committed a crime! President Mari was kind enough not to report you to the police, so use this second chance well."

Afterwards, she gave us permission to go our separate ways. Gakuto, Shingo, and Joe found themselves helping their overweight friend as he struggled to walk, clearly affected by the blow he had taken earlier, which appeared to have caused internal damage.

"Why are you still here?"

Everyone had left, leaving only Meiko and me lingering behind. Her icy and sharp voice sent shivers down my spine, yet I tried to maintain an air of composure. In an attempt to alleviate the tension in the air, I mustered a smile, only to find that it had the opposite effect, further aggravating her.

"I-I just wanted to know if your fever has gone away-"

"Do you honestly believe I would be standing before you if I were still unwell?" To my great surprise, he seized my collar in a sudden, forceful manner, propelling me forcefully against the unyielding wall. The immediate and intense pain coursing through my back served as a stark reminder of the impact.

"Now that I remember, you were the guy who troubled me that night. Your wimpy behavior annoyed me. I didn't think I would catch a fever because of a pathetic guy like you."

'It seemed as though her memory of the events was incomplete... *sigh... it's quite scary…' Although I currently experience a sense of relief, it is primarily due to the fact that my brain is not receiving an adequate supply of oxygen.

"Sorry... I j-just feel wo-worried, la-lately I can't stop feeling guilty... uhh..."

Meiko raised my collar, her piercing gaze pinning me against the wall. I felt helpless, knowing that even if I cried out, no one would come to my aid. All I could hope for was to earn her sympathy.

"Hmph! It's because of you that I showed such a pathetic appearance in front of Mari. Death won't be enough to punish you."

As my vision gradually blurred, I found myself unable to divert my gaze towards her chest despite the circumstances. The perspective from this vantage point is rather captivating, as it allows me to appreciate the graceful descent of sweat along the contours of her décolletage. Every time she parted her full, crimson lips, I caught a glimpse of the mysterious abyss within, and a surge of desire ran through me.

'Ah, this bitch… If only she devoured all my dick down to her throat, I would be satisfied if I died now...' As the darkness crept upon my field of vision, a glimmer of light emerged on the horizon, gradually growing in size. Simultaneously, a lightness overcame not only my body but also my mind.

"Why are you being so dramatic? Hurry and get up, or you'll be late!"

I cleared my throat…

"ughhh... I'm back to life... *cough... thank you, Vice President, for your kindness..." In moments like these, it is prudent for me to prioritize her happiness, as a crazy woman like her is unpredictable.

'Don't you know you almost killed me, Bitch!... I admit I can't beat you in terms of strength, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!'

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger, although I made an effort to maintain a pleasant smile. Surprisingly, my attempt seemed to have the desired effect, as she no longer had any intention of punishing me. After spending sufficient time wallowing on the floor in a pitiful state, I mustered the strength to rise to my feet and tidy my disheveled clothes.

"I know you're still not satisfied with just an apology. How about I help you make amends with President Mari."