S*x System in Classroom of The Elite [Multiverse]

Ayanokouji followed Kushida up the stairs to the second floor. The sound of footsteps continued up to the third floor. 

The next level after that was the roof, wasn't it? 

Students were free to use the roof during lunchtime, but it should've been locked after class. 

While he thought it was strange, he still went up the stairs, trying to hide his presence as best as he could in case she was meeting with someone. 

Then, he stopped partway. 

Her presence-

It disappeared? 

He peeked through the slit of the rooftop door but there was nothing in sight. He stood there in silence for a minute before opening the rooftop door and walking through it.

It was empty.

The wind brushed against his hair and rustled his clothes.

There was no one on the rooftop. 

Did Kushida notice him following and throw him off? That seemed highly unlikely. 

"Hmm..." 

...

"You... what are you... doing here?" A voice full of frost entered my ears. 

Ah, for how long was I awaiting this moment? 

My heart was beating in excitement. The closer I stood to her the more I realised how beautiful she was. 

Her sharp narrow eyes were like daggers stabbing straight through me.

"I'm talking to you."

Looks like my lack of response had irked her. 

"I just happened to see you enter the building with a sad face." Besides the 'just happened' part I wasn't lying.

"I see..." She muttered without a change in expression perhaps she knew it was too late to revert to her usual angelic avatar so she didn't bother. 

With light steps, she entered my personal space.

The distance between me and her wasn't even an inch anymore.

"Did you... hear anything?" Her face was dangerously close to mine but unfortunately, she lacked the necessary height to appear intimidating.

She was 5'1 and I was 6'1.

Maybe this was the reason she hadn't tried to push me against the wall like a certain someone.

"Yes, I heard everything." 

Was that too blunt? 

Looking at her shocked face that lasted for a brief second it seems like she was expecting me to deny it. 

"If you tell anyone what you just heard, I won't forgive you." Her words were ice, and I tried my best to suppress my grin. 

It was coming. 

Now I just had to repeat a certain set of words- 

"And if I did tell?" 

"In that case, I would tell everyone that you raped me," she said. 

Yes! 

My heart jumped with joy, perhaps I was the only odd human that was getting excited over being accused of rape. 

"That's a false charge, you know." 

"That's okay. It wouldn't be false." 

As she spoke, Kushida grabbed my right wrist and slowly opened my hand. She pushed my palm up against her soft breast. 

I felt my fingers melt into her flesh. This scenario was way too exciting. 

"Your fingerprints are on my clothes. That's evidence of my claim. I'm being serious. Understand?" 

Her expression which was initially stern and cold morphed into one of confusion as my lips twitched and slowly formed into a smile.

"But Kushida," I spoke up with a confused expression but the smile on my face might've made my expression look distorted, "You do realise that in at most a week these fingerprints of mine will distort and disappear due to the rough fabric of the clothes, right?" 

Fingerprints didn't disappear so fast, but she shouldn't have the mental capacity to worry about that right now.

"Shut up!" She yelled and backed away seeing that I wasn't scared by her threats.

But how could I let her do that? I tightly clenched my hand and grasped her right knocker in my hand, holding her in place.

"Eek- What the f*ck? Argh-" she groaned in slight pain as I spun her around and slammed her back against the wall.

"W-What the f*ck do you think you're doing Yamamoto!" I clasped both her hands above her head with my left hand and my right hand was still squeezing her chest.

How soft~ 

"Asshole! Let me g-go." She tried speaking while letting out rough gasps. Perhaps she was still shaken by the sudden change in situation.

My hand slipped past her boobs to and I gently wrapped my fingers around her neck much to her confusion.

Wonderful. Yes, wonderful.

Savour this confusion to your heart's content.

Because what's about to happen is something you would've never imagined.

Kikyo Kushida. 

...

Just how bad was my luck? 

I couldn't stand Horikita's arrogant behaviour and came to vent on the rooftop. Was some alone time that hard to ask for? 

Not to mention I've always had to deal with shitheads with a smile on my face. 

It's fucking exhausting.

But suddenly I felt someone standing behind me. Startled, I turned around and saw the worst possible person witnessing my outrage. 

Tatsuya Yamamoto... 

He was tall, incredibly so. Even Sudo was a bit smaller than him, not to mention he was well-built. 

And if I remember correctly he said he did Martial Arts...? 

My mind whirled with chaos. I had to do something, if Tatsuya went on and blabbered about my secret then it would be too huge of a blow to recover from. 

Yes, I was popular- No.

I was one of the most popular people in the first years but he... Why the f*ck was this guy in Class D? 

Almost everyone in the female body of the school would support him. They would eat me alive if I tried to go against him.

Even if I tried rallying the support of the boys they would be intimidated by the girls so counting on them was meaningless. 

The current situation was incredibly dangerous...

"You... what are you... doing here?" I spoke coldly, with as much intimidation as I could. He should be surprised by my sudden change, right?

As long as he was flustered, I could probably fix this situation.

But why did he still have a blank look on his face? Was he scared? Or is it that he can't believe this is my true self?

"I'm talking to you." 

"I just happened to see you enter the building with a sad face." 

Was it really a coincidence...? I wondered but it couldn't be anything else. It wasn't as if he waiting for me to leave the library and it wasn't like he knew I was going to come to a rooftop to vent my feelings. 

"I see..." 

Even if the situation was a coincidence I didn't have the option to brush it off as a misunderstanding. It was too late to try and fool him.

Not to mention he was smart. It would backfire if I was deceived by him instead.

With light steps, I entered his personal space.

The distance between him and me wasn't even an inch anymore. 

At first, I wanted to push him against the wall to scare him but I immediately discarded that idea. It wouldn't work against him. 

Maybe if it was someone like Yamauchi or Ayanokouji then it would've worked.

I had to take him by surprise.

I had to take control of this situation.

"Did you... hear anything?" I closed in on his face with sharp eyes, trying to lessen the distance as much as I could while tiptoeing to close the height gap.

I hope he tries to deny it, as long as panics I'll take over the conversation.

"Yes, I heard everything." 

I was surprised but instantly hid it, he shouldn't have noticed. 

But why didn't he try to deny it? Is he truly not phased by this situation? God dammit.

"If you tell anyone what you just heard, I won't forgive you," I spoke up coldly.

"And if I did tell?" 

I had to do it.

I couldn't let him destroy my high school life.

"In that case, I would tell everyone that you raped me," I said. 

"That's a false charge, you know." 

"That's okay. It wouldn't be false." 

I grabbed his hand and pushed it against my breast. I nervously calmed my racing heart as his palm rested on my body.

"Your fingerprints are on my clothes. That's evidence of my claim. I'm being serious. Understand?" 

It was a flimsy idea.

"But Kushida," he spoke up with a confused expression. 

Why did he have a weird smile on his face?

"You do realise that in at most a week these fingerprints of mine will distort and disappear due to the rough fabric of the clothes, right?" 

Shit! Shit! Shit! 

He wasn't panicking, he wasn't flustered!

"Shut up!" I yelled losing my sanity.

I couldn't stand the feeling of his palm on my breasts and tried to move away but-

"Argh-"

Pain shot through my body.

He wasn't letting me leave!

Before I could register what happened I was slammed against the wall.

"Eek- What the f*ck? Argh-" 

It hurt so much! I had a bit of trouble breathing as my body squirmed under his grasp. With whatever defiance was left in me I yelled in rage.

"W-What the f*ck do you think you're doing Yamamoto!" I cursed venomously as he roughly smacked my hands above my head and held them there.

"Asshole! Let me g-go." 

I was truly panicking now. 

How did it come to this? 

Taking Tatsuya's personality into account I never imagined something like this would happen.

Was he angry?

I tried to look between the tears that made my eyes misty but I'm sure I saw a calm expression on his face. 

His hand slipped past my chest and he softly wrapped his

 fingers around my neck.

What the hell...? 

I tried to speak but all of a sudden the pressure on my neck increased as his fingers dug into my throat. 

Don't tell me-

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