I want her to be herself, not the president of the Underground Student Council (R-18)

"I couldn't prepare anything since you didn't inform me beforehand. Even though I had imagined doing many more intimate things when I had the chance to spend time alone with Mari."

I understand that it may be futile to oppose her at this moment. It seems more prudent to go with the flow, as criticizing Mari would likely only result in further pain, given the intensity of her emotions.

So, the reason I managed to make it through her ramblings was because I was preoccupied with other matters. As I watched Meiko Shiraki cross her legs in front of me, I couldn't get enough of savoring her perverted body.

Especially when she displayed her passionate enthusiasm with lively movements, her big breasts swayed freely as if seeking liberation from the confines of her fitted uniform.

"Why didn't you speak? It seemed like you didn't take responsibility for the fact that my time with Mari was devoid of any significant memories," Meiko scoffed, shifting her legs and adopting a more serious demeanor.

"I'm still curious about how you convinced Mari," she added, leaning forward slightly, her breasts seemingly on the verge of spilling out.

"How can I focus? After all the hard work I put in, you don't even let me sit," When I glanced back at her, I was met with a chilling stare. Despite the tension, I refused to back down.

Before she spoke, I offered her some advice, "Honestly, I can understand how you're feeling… To help you relax, would you like me to give you a shoulder massage?"

Meiko appeared attentive as if she recalled the time I assisted her in drying off after she got wet. During that moment, I took advantage of the situation and discreetly touched her breasts under the guise of offering help.

"So, let me get this straight. You're tired, and now you suddenly want to give me a massage? I hope you're not hiding something from me," Meiko gasped, even though I was just standing behind her.

"Go ahead and finish the story. I'm sure you'll feel calmer now," I gently placed my hands on Meiko's shoulders and gave a reassuring squeeze, neither too firm nor too gentle.

I could tell by the tension in her shoulders that she was still on high alert, so I decided to give her a genuine massage without any frills.

"I had no idea you could give a good massage... but never mind," Meiko exhaled deeply, her posture becoming more relaxed as she spoke.

"You know, without me always finding interesting topics to keep our conversation going, our lunch would have been pretty dull, like it usually is."

"Is that what has been happening around Underground Student Council?" I asked, and as my gaze unintentionally shifted downward, my dick hardened instantly.

"Mari may come across as more shy than you might expect. If it was just me and Hana, she would have someone to engage in casual conversation with. However, it becomes quite evident that when she is by herself or in the company of strangers, her ability to communicate becomes limited."

Meiko seemed unaware that from my perspective, I could see her pink nipples barely concealed by her snug uniform. Each movement created a sense of vulgarity.

"I get it now. You simply want Mari to be a normal student,"  I remarked, sensing a shift in Meiko's demeanor.

"She holds the esteemed position of President of the Underground Student Council and happens to be your senior at this school. Don't be impudent. I won't give you another chance."

I abruptly halted my hand's gentle massage on her shoulder, fearing that I might miss out on this precious moment. As she spoke once more, a sense of relief washed over me, prompting a sigh to escape my lips.

"I don't want her to be just a normal student. It's not that I disagree with her being at the top. It's just that, when it's just the two of us, I want her to be herself, not the president of the Underground Student Council."

Even though she couldn't see it, I nodded my head. I couldn't help but become increasingly aware of the underlying issues between Mari and her. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became as my plan for revenge against them started to develop further.

"Mmmh… I didn't tell you to massage that part, Kiyoshi," Meiko's moan startled me as I suddenly became aware of my hands resting on top of her breasts. It's worth mentioning that I did have some physical contact, but it didn't involve touching her breasts.

"Let's not get caught up in the small stuff. Our main priority is Mari-senpai. Are you curious about how I can win her over?"

Up until now, I've been able to escape by taking advantage of Meiko's fatigue or by deceiving her with my lies and acting skills. However, I anticipate that it will be more challenging this time around.

"Mari-senpai genuinely cares about you but sometimes struggles to express it openly. She may need someone to help her embrace those emotions," I whispered into her ear, redirecting her focus while my hand discreetly moved downwards.

"S-So you're saying, you're claiming responsibility for pushing Mari to do that. Should I be thanking you?" The moan that followed shattered Meiko's sarcastic comment. Whenever she tried to glance downwards, I gently redirected her attention with a gentle whisper.

"What do you think, Meiko? Should I arrange a second date to show you that I'm not to be underestimated?" Meiko appeared to be distracted, and she didn't react when I casually called her name.

"You think you can do it... nnngh... wait, Kiyoshi, your massage makes my body feel strange," Meiko said, her voice muffled as she tried to cover her mouth. It was becoming apparent to her that something was amiss.

Since earlier, I've refrained from fully squeezing her giant breasts and have instead focused on massaging the surrounding area. However, this pent-up desire is driving me to the brink of madness.

"No need to worry. I'm here to help relieve your stress. Moving with such large things must be quite challenging. I hope my massage can help," I made an excuse, and though I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my heart when mentioning her chest.

"Are you mocking me... Ahhh..."

I mustered up some courage and playfully squeezed half of her breasts, causing Meiko to let out a surprised scream. Right now, my main focus is ensuring that my massage brings her a sense of comfort and satisfaction.

"Relax, there's nothing unusual about this. You came to me to share your frustration, didn't you?" I whispered gently as I couldn't resist nibbling on Meiko's blushing ear.

She couldn't help but let loose, her posture becoming even more relaxed. She seemed to sink into the chair as she opened her legs wide while I gently caressed her ample breasts.

The scene before me was partially hidden by the shadow of the building behind us, but I have no doubt that if any of the boys caught sight of Meiko's current shape, they would struggle to contain their lust.

"W-What's happening? Why am I enjoying your massage... mmmh... it's the first time I've let a man touch my breasts, ahhh, Kiyoshi, what are you doing to me."

Meiko's inconsistent behavior towards me has allowed me to gain a certain level of familiarity with her. This wasn't the first experience where I had touched her breasts, which could explain her lack of a strong rejection. I'm confident that if any of the boys attempted the same action, they would likely suffer more than just a broken arm.