Because I Was Excluded Out of the Class Transfer, I Decided to Steal My Classmate's Lover

Chapter 72: Emi Otomezaki

In the middle of the night, the royal library smells of lewdness.

Emi Otomezaki, a girl with long black hair and big tits, was breathing hotly, her eyes melting over her glasses.

She clutches the scarf of her winter sailor uniform and cradles her breasts between her arms. Her feminine charm is accentuated by the shape of her breasts, which are covered by her sailor suit.

Emi is anxious and nervous about her first experience. With a gentle look on his face, Ran strokes Emi’s thigh.

He pulls up her school uniform skirt, which reaches her knees, and without hesitation puts his hands into the maiden’s space. Ran could have taken it off, but he decided to leave it on. It’s not often that he can get his hands inside the skirt of a high school girl and rub her thighs and inner thighs. He’s going to enjoy this as much as he can.

It’s the first time she’s been touched in such an embarrassing way by a classmate of the opposite sex.

The simple gesture of stroking her knee and poking the flesh of her thigh with his fingertips is enough to make Emi shiver.

It’s easy to see from the drooling look on her face that it’s not out of fear.

She doesn’t flirt with Ran in a sweet voice, like Yuri. Rather, she tries her best to keep her voice down, which is probably why it shows on her face.

Emi looks at Ran with moist eyes, letting out a troubled breath. A deep-seated sense of torment begins to grow in him.

“Is it okay if I touch you?”

Caressing her inner thighs, Emi slowly opens her legs. Despite wearing a long skirt that hides her knees, she opens her crotch without hesitation leaving her vulnerable body to Ran.

Ran slips off her underwear and puts his fingertips on the girl’s private parts. It’s not moist enough for her to have been playing with it before Ran confronted her.

“Are you nervous?”

“…… I’m not nervous.”

Emi replies in a polite, if slightly shaky, tone. Even as she spins her words, she is opening her legs in a hesitant manner.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

“Ye-Yes……”

Caressing her thighs, Ran pulls his hand out of her skirt. After a moment’s hesitation, Ran puts his hand into Emi’s sailor suit and, without hesitation, rolls it up.

The gourd-like nape of the neck appears, and the belly button, carved into the flat stomach, appears shyly. It’s not like the so-called vertically striated belly button, which is generally regarded as beautiful. In fact, it gives her a very graphic look.

Ran strokes her sweetly undulating neckline and rubs her belly with his fingertips. Although she still has a little bit of slack fat as an indoor cultural geek, she still has some attractive abdominal muscles that are the result of daily training.

“Miss Otomezaki’s belly button is lovely.”

“…… Hiya!”

Ran rubs his cheeks against her soft belly and kisses Emi’s belly button. She lets out a lovely scream and writhes around.

Looking at the gesture, Ran smiles.

After all, caressing a girl who shows an innocent reaction is a lot of fun.

Ran pulls up her sailor suit further, enjoying the sexy neckline. Her marshmallow tits, wrapped in a light green bra, begins to sway.

Her skin tone is so translucent that Ran can’t help but squirm. He removes her underwear, revealing her luscious breasts.

It’s not just a metaphor to describe the sensation. They are literally as white and translucent as marshmallows. While retaining the elasticity and firmness unique to young, healthy breasts, soft enough to bury his fingertips, the touch of magic, the peach-coloured buds that adorned the twin hills also bloomed plumply, inviting Ran to join them.

“I know that they’re big, but more than that - Emi’s tits are so soft.”

Ran buries his face in Emi’s cleavage and takes a deep breath. The sweet smell of the girl’s scent mixed with the sweat makes his head spin.

“Ahhh…”

An excruciating voice plays over the head.

Ran lips, wet with saliva, suck on the breast and the tip of his tongue kisses the nipple.

He sucks on the baby-soft tit and carefully kneads the other breast.

Ran tastes Emi’s tits, making a lewd dripping sound. The feel of her nipple against his tongue becomes harder and harder. As he does this, the breath that comes out of Emi’s mouth gradually becomes more and more obscene.

With both hands over her mouth, Emi struggles to keep her voice down.

Emi desperately suppresses the leaking voice by putting her hands on her mouth. The desperate resistance of the cheeks flushing and moisturizing stimulates Ran.

Playing with the peach bud with the tip of his tongue, Ran pressed the back of his hand against Emi’s crotch.

A girl student who secretly enjoys herself while watching an affair between her classmates. He thought that the limbs, which are much easier to feel due to the training of the genus, are drooling like a pain in search of a man’s thing.

Ran thought that her body, which has become much more sensitive due to his skills, would be aching for a man’s dick and drooling like a flood of tears.

For some reason, Emi’s garden is far from being a maiden’s deluge. It is true that she is wet, but she does not seem to be like the other girls who have been possessed by [Sexual Lunatic], who have their female parts covered with love juice.

“I think this is enough, but-”

Nevertheless, Ran really wants the other girl to feel good if she has sex especially if it’s a her first time.

“Well, it’s erotic enough just to make your face bright red and desperately suppress your voice.”

Removing his mouth from her breasts, Ran glanced down at Emi’s crotch.

After a moment’s hesitation, he pulled up Emi’s skirt again and plunged his face into it.

“Fueee…w-wait, Kirishima-kun! Where are you sticking your face?”

Overhearing Emi’s protest, Ran brings his face close to Emi’s crotch. The least she can do is resist, and her legs close around Ran. Her thighs rubbing his cheeks, and Ran becomes more aroused.

Swallowed by the skirt of her winter sailor suit, Emi’s scent fills the air around Ran.

A sweet smell, a mixture of the dense scent and the scent of soap that she must have used when bathing. The lining of her skirt and Emi’s thighs caress every part of Ran’s face, making him sniffle uncontrollably.

He slips off her light green underwear and comes face to face with Emi’s pussy. She has a tightly closed virgin pussy and a jet-black wheat field so dense he’d think it had never been handled. Ran’s mouth twisted into a grimace at the sight of what he thought was a typical scene.

“Hey, Kirishima-kun, …… You can’t do that. Please don’t ……!”

With her thighs forcibly closed making Ran’s ears blocked on both sides, Emi’s pleas do not reach Ran. In addition, because the long skirt is wrapped around his face, the sound prevents him from hearing from the outside world clearly.

With both cheeks clapped by, raw thighs Ran ran his fingers along the crack that stretched out before him. The dense wheat field was damp with the morning dew of love, as if it hid a long, straight road.

His fingertips scrape through the black wheat field, and he sees a split in the road. He stares at it and gets as close as he can to blow. Almost dizzy from the dense stench of lewdness, Ran carefully opens the path without hesitation.

“………ah”

-Chup, chup.

As if in resignation, Emi’s resistance weakens. The faintly moist crack opens tightly, and the bright salmon pink colour blesses Ran’s vision.

A thick, viscous trail of nectar runs through it. Despite the weediness of the outside, the inside is a thing of beauty. After confirming the fact that Emi’s vagina had never swallowed a member of the opposite sex, Ran gulped and gently extended his tongue.

“—Hya!”

Ran felt something hot on the tip of his tongue and at the same time Emi’s thighs jumped.

She must be feeling it. Her hips were quivering and shaking.

Drenched in saliva, Ran sucked on Emi’s cunt without mercy. His lips cover the dense pubic area and his tongue plays with the luscious insides.

Emi’s body jerks and jiggles as Ran’s tongue torments her.

Emi’s pussy is exposed in her skirt, unprotected. In the beginning, it was only moist and wet, but with the help of Ran’s saliva, it finally started to get wet.

Emi’s pussy and Ran’s tongue were connected by a thread of light. His fingertips intertwine with the bridge of light made of love juice and saliva, and his face emerges from Emi’s skirt.

Ran wipes his flushed face with the back of his hand and looks at Emi.

She relaxes her whole body and lies down on the floor. Her eyes through her glasses are moist with lust and drool is dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Caressing her bright red cheeks, Emi looks at Ran with only an intensified gaze.

Ran smiles back silently at the gesture and covers Emi.

Compared to the other girls Ran has corrupted so far, Emi has a slightly cooler vibe but as much as Hibiki. But perhaps this is enough.

“Otomezaki-san.”

They hold their hands and interlace their fingers. The plumpness of her lips arouses Ran’s desire and Ran takes them again.

They lay their soft lips together, tongue to tongue. The wetness of Emi’s mouth is soothing, and her hips relax.

The warmth and softness of the tongue kisses make Emi’s face melt. As their bodies rub against each other and kiss, Ran loosens his trousers and pulls them down.

A short time ago, Ran’s dick, which had been filled with love inside Yuri’s womb and belly, was robustly preparing to reproduce, thanks to his repeated actions with Emi.

She looked down at her lower abdomen and her cheeks flushed red.

The reaction is cute and Ran pats Emi on the head.

“I like you, Otomezaki-san.”

Ran says this while showing off his dick, that he had just a few minutes ago in another girl’s pussy.

Emi, who has been corrupted to the second level, relaxes her expression slightly at Ran’s words.

Emi’s face loosens up as she looks at Ran. Vice versa, Ran looks down at Emi’s lips, which are wet with saliva, and her hips tremble.

“…… Otomezaki-san. I can’t take it anymore.”

Ran stroked her cheeks with both hands and moved his crotch closer to Emi’s face.

“I want you to give me a blowjob.”

“…… Are you going to put this in my mouth?”

Her words are a little bit hesitant, but her body is honest. Emi’s gaze remains fixed on the towering prick.

Emi clears her throat and meditates unguardedly. The tip of her tongue pokes out of her small, open mouth.

Seeing the gesture as a sign of acceptance, Ran thrust his hips forward.

Emi’s lips touched the quivering tip, and a numbing sensation shot through the depths of her marrow.

Just when Ran was ready to fuck Emi’s mouth, someone has awoken from her slumber.

“……Yuri-chan”

“Hurmm?”

“This thing that was inside of her, Yuri, but now it’s inside my mouth…”

With a flick of her tongue, Emi carefully licked the tip of Ran’s dick.

In the meantime, there was a rustling sound from the other side of the bookcase.

A pink stick poked out from the gap between the bookcase and. A tuft - or two - of her magnificent black hair shimmers, and a familiar face looms out of the corner of Ran’s eye.

“…… What are you doing, Kirishima-kun?”

A voice came from between the bookshelves. The girl Ran just raped, on all fours, came towards him with a flustered expression on her face.

She rubs her sleepy-eyed eyes and absently sighs. She was wearing a sailor suit and a pink cardigan on top, and only her underwear and high socks on the bottom, a kind of fetishistic outfit.

“Kirishima-kun?”

“No, it’s not like that.”

The moment Ran relaxes, an electric current runs through his hips. Opening her mouth, Emi carefully uses her lips to suck Ran’s dick into her mouth. Her cheeks flush and she sucks on Ran’s dick as she savors it.

Ran’s body is so focused on pleasure that he can’t think straight. His mind is buzzing with Emi sucking him off.

“Mmm, mmm, mmm. Myunyunyunyun. ……!”

With her mouth full of Ran’s genitals, Emi enthusiastically calls out her classmate’s name.

Ran looks at Yuri’s face, still showing the face of a man who is true to his sexual desires. With a puzzled look on her face, Yuri looks at Emi and Ran in turn. What a luxury to be able to look at Yuri while having Emi suck Ran’s cock.

“-Well, no, it’s not!”

“Nyumi Nyan, Chupu-. Myuni Myan. Mya Mya Mya Mya Mya …!”

“Emirin!? Wait, eh, wait a minute. I have no idea what’s going on!”

She made a lusty sound and pulled Ran’s dick out of her mouth.

She looked at Yuri, who was looking at her in confusion, and licked the edge of her mouth with her tongue.

“Yuri-chan … I-I’ve been looking at Yuri-chan with all my eyes since I came to this world”

“-ha”

“……eehhhhhh?!”

Ran’s brief astonishment was drowned out by Yuri’s, which must have been far greater.

“What do you mean? But, Emirin… Emirin usually liked boys, didn’t you? When we were in the original world, you got excited when you saw the NL cap comic I drew.”

“That’s right,…… So for a long time, I did not know what these feelings were. When I saw Yuri, I got nervous. When you smiled, it made me happy, and when you hugged me without hesitation, it made me very happy.”

“But -” she continued, and Emi lowered her eyes sadly.

“It’s strange. The feelings that I have for Kirishima-kun now and the feelings that I had for Yuri-chan until now. They seem similar, but they are completely different. I’ve always thought that the reason why I look at Yuri with such a lustful eye is because I like her as a girl and I feel a sexual desire for her…… But when I met Kirishima-kun again, I was convinced. It seems that the feelings I had for Yuri were different from those that can be expressed in simple words such as love or dislike, or even infatuation or affection. I get nervous when I see you, I’m happy when I’m with you from the bottom of my heart, and I want to be with you forever. The feelings I have for Kirishima-kun and the feelings I have for Yuri are completely different.”

“Wait, hey! What kind of situation am I in now!? When I thought I was confessed by my very important best friend, I mean, Emirin likes Kirishima-kun too, and they are so close that now she’s sucking his cum with her mouth. Nyahiyaaah, moaaaah! I’m going to get a headache!”

Yuri groans as she holds her head in her hands, thinking that she’s in a love triangle.

“Does …… Otomezaki-san still get nervous when she sees Fujiyoshi-san?”

“Yes, I do. It’s a little different from the way you feel about Kirishima-kun. I love, love, love you, Yuri.”

“E…eh…what should I do? It’s true that I think Emirin is cute too, but I’ve never really thought about having a relationship with you, even though I might have joked about it. And I also like Kirishima-kun right now. ……”

“Yuri…”

“If you say that again, I’ll get really angry! I’m talking about serious stuff!”

Yuri’s cheeks puffed up as she shook her fist in the air with a bright red face.

“It’s no good. Even in such a pose, the impression other than ‘cute’ does come to mind.”

“I’m sorry for teasing you, and it’s true that I said some things that made Yuri angry.”

Ran rebukes his hypothesis in his head while looking at Yuri.

To be honest, Ran is pretty clueless when it comes to these things. He has only been exposed to a handful of creative works that deal with subjects such as yuri and yaoi, and he has never taken the initiative to develop an interest in them in the first place.

So he doesn’t know exactly how Emi’s feelings for Yuri differ from those of a heterosexual infatuation.

But Ran also think that

There is no such thing as a different or the same feeling of love for someone. If there are as many loves as there are people, there is no such thing as the same “love” as someone else, and there is no such thing as a mistake in the feeling of love for someone else.

It is the same even if the object is the same sex. There is no difference in the way you feel about someone.

It is not a question of liking the same person or liking different people. It’s whether you like them or not.

Emi likes Yuri. That’s the right answer. It doesn’t matter if the answer is the same or different.

But not all “love” is love.

Ran leaned towards Emi, watching as Yuri wrinkled her brow in thought. He tilts his face up and places his own lips on top of Emi’s.

The suddenness of the act made Yuri’s eyes light up. Taking her best friend’s lips in front of her eyes. What an immoral act.

They kissed deeply and intimately, showing that they didn’t care that Yuri was there. Their lips touch, their tongues intertwine, their saliva and breath mix.

Ran squeezes her soft, growing tits, stroking the curves of her waist and neck, enjoying the feel of them.

“I’m sorry, Otomezaki-san. This is going to hurt.”

“…… Ah…!”

Pressing the hot and aching tip against the unused pussy that Ran just teased with his tongue. If the Sexual Lunatic was done up to two stages, the woman’s flower garden would start drooling to ask for that of a man.

“If it hurts, you can grab my shoulder or my arm.”

“-! Yuri-chan… The one that was in Yuri-chan’s vagina is inside me. Funiuyaaa!”

Ran thrusts his hips and wrenches his cock into Emi’s vagina. Emi’s unused pussy tightens and sizzles. It’s an exquisite sensation, like pushing back and sucking in.

Ran was so close to the moment of insertion, when he heard Emi shouting.

“Hmm… It’s a bit tight, isn’t it?”

“Ahh… Kirishima-kun, Kirishima-kun!”

Squeezing Ram’s shoulder, Emi’s face contorts in pain.

Even though Emi is now controlled by Sexual Lunatic, she is not very wet. And it’s a virgin pussy. Ran thinks it was a bit premature to move on to the real thing. Ran curses his own rashness.

But from here on in, it’s better to push forward.

“We have to stay connected, make love, and tell Emi -”

“Otomezaki-san, - and Fujiyoshi-san.”

“Huh? Yes, Kirishima-kun.”

“- hum?, me?”

At the same time, Emi, who was breathing hard and letting her tears fall, and Yuri, who was staring blankly into the sky, reacted.

“I’m sure that the feelings you have, Otomezaki-san, for Fujiyoshi-san, are not love feelings.”

“Eh?”

Emi’s face contorts into a sad expression and she lets out a short exclamation of surprise.

But it’s the truth. Whether it’s a lover or a sexually insatiable bitch who devours every man in her path, Ran can make her fall in love with him - a vicious and powerful effect of the [Sexual Lunatic] skill. A psychological training skill that makes the target female creature lose all the feelings she had in her heart - love and infatuation - and write false emotions in her mind. If she has a single-minded love that is predestined by fate, it will be able to break the brainwashing and hypnosis - but it’s not something that one can easily do.

No matter how much Emi likes Yuri, if she falls to the second level, the only thing that will be in her head will be Ran.

But even under these circumstances, Emi still has some kind of interest in Yuri.

The truth of this is that.

“I’m sure it was the stress of living in an unfamiliar world and exercising every day that really got to Otomezaki-san.”

She has been forced to live a lonely life without seeing her family, and without realising it, the burden of her life has been gradually building up - unconsciously, she has been craving the warmth and affection of others.

The feelings of wanting to love and wanting to be loved seem to be opposites, but they are quite similar.

Ran is sure that some of the people involved in this transference case have a close relationship with Emi - for example a childhood friend, and if Ran had a friend of the opposite sex with whom he was particularly close, he would have felt the same way about her as Emi did about Yuri.

If it was a heterosexual relationship, there is no doubt that it could have developed into a romantic relationship. The feelings that grew between people of the same sex are not infatuation, but can be expressed in more precise terms.

“I think Otomezaki-san is dependent on Fujiyoshi-san. So the feelings that Otomezaki-san has for Fujiyoshi-san are not love or lust.”

“As a friend, you want to take care of them - you want to be with them,…… So, when you get right down to it, isn’t this called friendship?”

He quietly nods his head to Emi’s words as he continues with their genitals joined.

If there is an affection that remains unchanged even under the influence of the [Sexual Lunatic], it is not sexual love, but pure and untainted friendship - fraternity.

All the girls who have been corrupted so far have lost all their heterosexuality, but their homosexual friendships have not changed at all and they continue to have the same relationships as before.

When, where and how did Emi and Yuri meet?

What kind of memories did they share and how did they build up their relationship?

Ran, who is not a part of the story, could only wonder.

“I can’t even compare it to my own memories of what it might have been like. I have never had a real friendship, so I can’t even imagine it.”

But Ran thinks that for Emi, the encounter with Yuri must have been a shocking and fateful one.

Otherwise, it would have been such a-.

“… Uh, yes…yes, yes, yes. I finally see it, I-I can always be friends with Yuri-chan.”

“…eh?……Emirin”

“I was scared. I was afraid that because of my strange feelings, my precious relationship with Yuri as a friend would be destroyed. I was afraid that I would end up hurting the most important friend in the world, Yuri.”

With tears in her eyes, Emi smiles with happiness.

No lies, no falsehoods - just a pure smile, without a trace of shade.

Emi must have - no doubt - cherished her encounter with Yuri.

Emi now is a little disappointed that she didn’t get to show this face when she had sex with Ran.

“That’s a nice smile, Otomezaki-san.”

“Oh, Emirin. You’re such a worrier.”

Yuri squeezed Emi’s hand and said that she would not be hurt by such a thing.

And her other hand is casually pinching Ran’s waist. Is this because Ran is taking the virginity of such a pure and lovely best friend, or is it a punishment for touching her best friend in front of Yuri? Either way, Ran grabbed Emi’s hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Yuri-chan, Kirishima-kun.”

Emi let out a sigh of relief as she held the hands of the two most precious people in her life - Yuri and Ran, both named after flowers.

(Note: For Ran ‘Ponerorchis graminifolia’ For Yuri ‘Lily’)

As Ran looked over at Emi, Ran ran his hands over her breasts and resumed his careful caresses.

He slowly moves his hips to work on Emi, who has a hard time getting wet.

“………… Mmm.”

Emi twisted around and let out a ticklish squeal.

“Do you feel better this time?”

“…Yes, Kirishima-kun. But even if I say that … it’s hard to feel, I’ve never been crazy. So-”

After closing her mouth tightly, Emi looked up at Ran.

“Please don’t hate me if I don’t cum.”

“I’m not gonna hate you.”

Ran is rather sorry that he’s the only one who feels good about it.

Careful not to go too hard, he starts to squirm around inside Emi’s vagina.

“Emirin, are you all right?”

“I’m fine, Yuri-chan. I’m with Yuri, my dearest and best friend.”

The words “best friends” or “stick sisters” come to mind, but Ran kept his mouth shut.

Ran moves his hips and caresses Emi’s body.

As Emi clasped Yuri’s and Ran’s hands, Emi’s expression became more debauched.

Emi’s vagina was now more moist than at first, but she had not yet reached her climax.

“Otomezaki. I’m sorry, I’m already-”

“Kirishima-kun? ………… Ah.”

As he gazed at Emi’s panting face, Ran poured his thick cum milk into her vagina.

Emi shakes her hips and slackens her cheeks in confusion at the first sensation of hot, thick liquid being poured into her stomach.

“Did you ejaculate……?”

“Yeah, I ejaculated all over Emi’s vagina.”

With a happy, debauched look on her face, Emi looks at her lower abdomen.

“It’s warm and weird.- But it’s strangely comfortable and I don’t feel bad.”

When Ran pulls his dick out of her pussy, a thick cloud of white liquid floods out.

When Ran sees the red mark of purity spilling out on the floor, mixed with Ran’s special thick cum, he feels a little regret and guilt. He can’t believe that he can’t make Emi come even though he trained her to be his wife.

“Sorry, Otomezaki-san.”

“Why are you apologising, Kirishima-kun?”

“It was my first time, but I was the only one who felt good, and I couldn’t satisfy Otomezaki-san properly.”

Perhaps because most of the sex Ran had has been with his partner - or he made love to her until she’s satisfied - Ran feel ungrateful that he haven’t been able to satisfy Emi. Isn’t it the worst thing a boy can do, not to be able to make a girl feel good? In fact, it’s even worse than that.

“It felt good to me, too, didn’t it?

“But…”

“Yuri and Kirishima-kun, I’m with my two favorite people, so I wasn’t scared at all. So I’m okay, I’m happy”

With her legs open and lying on the floor of the storeroom - Emi pulls Ran and Yuri’s bodies together and hugs them.

“……I’m sorry, Kirishima-kun, I’m sorry. I couldn’t respond properly to Kirishima-kun’s love. -I’m sorry, Yuri. I sort of stole Kirishima-kun from Yuri.”

“It’s not your fault, Otomezaki-san. I’m the one who’s at fault.”

“That’s right! It’s because Ran seduced Emirin that this happened! He had just done it with me, why can’t he be more patient? You’d better reflect on this!”

“It’s not very convincing when you’re dressed like that.”

“What’s that? Wait a minute. How long have I been dressed like this?”

Yuri sits down on the spot, exposing only her skirt, which is rather more shameful than naked.

The hem of her cardigan adorns the skin-colored area between her high socks and shorts - a rather naughty look.

“I’d love to fuck her right here, right now, in that outfit.”

Common sense may have failed, and Ran may be driven by sexual desire, but at least he has some ethics.

“I hate it, I hate it. This is an embarrassment. I’ll be back in a minute to look for the rest of my outfit.”

Scratching her red cheeks, Yuri stands up and hides behind a bookcase.

After watching Yuri disappear behind the bookshelf in search of her skirt, Ran noticed Emi lying on the floor, clutching Yuri’s skirt.

She smiled with a mischievous air that he wouldn’t expect from the usual Emi Otomezaki, and stuck out her tongue.

“Otomezaki-san……”

“I just felt like playing a little prank.”

Through her glasses, Emi’s eyes narrowed softly and she smiled. Ran couldn’t help but swoon at the sight of her.