"Z-Zenkichi, hold on! Where are we going?!" Itami cried, not of fear, but she was utterly confused by her boyfriend's sudden actions.
Was he embarrassed? Or....was it something else?
Now, truth be told, Itami wasn't exactly one of the smartest person in the world despite being a cyborg. Most of the modifications done to her body was mostly to enhance her physical strength and flexibility, not her intelligence.
But she was smart enough to check on the background of the guy she slept with. Who knows? What if he was the son of a mysterious rich trillionaire parent/s who wanted to experience an ordinary life before going back to his true heritage years later and slap the faces of those who had once looked down upon him.
While she, who had kept supporting him through it all, would become his wife and would live a rich, fulfilling life while navigating through the extremities of high society.
What? Every girl had thoughts of being in a drama, especially when scoring a hot and rich guy.
Though Itami didn't really care about the rich part, she got plenty of money thanks to Naze; said it was compensation for going through the experiments and whatnot. She really didn't want to accept it at first, cuz it really was a lot of crapload for her to use or comfortable to have and it wasn't really but....
Naze could be quite stubborn. Plus, she didn't really care about the money she has.
'Is it just me, or did he somehow get stronger?' Itami playfully pinched Zenkichi's face, trying to get his attention and analyze his strength. She was surprised to see him so locked in; be in some sort of flow as he moved through the hallways, wizzing through students, and jumping out of a window and landed gracefully on the ground like a pro parkourer before blitzing off.
She did something similar before so it doesn't surprise her, but this was Zenkichi! According to Naze who read through his file, he was a calm and chill guy that wouldn't cause any problems intentionally. He was basically a side character or worse, a npc in a video game.
He was just a normal dude! Who's surprisingly good at sex and is friends with Medaka Kurokami, but still!
In eyes of people like her and Naze, and the rest of the Thirteen Party, Zenkichi was just an ordinary guy.
'His muscles...! Outwardly, he doesn't look any different but his muscles feel so much more dense and powerful now.'
'This...This isn't something that someone could just suddenly gain in a few days of hard training!' As someone who's physically intimately with him, and somewhat a pro trainer, she knew that achieving this sort of transformation in just a few days wasn't normal.
"Zenkichi."
"...."
"Zenkichi!"
"...."
Despite her cries, Zenkichi remained unresponsive.
The reason for that was simple.
[New quest generated!]
[Quest: Just a Quickie~]
[(1)Objective: Find a hidden spot to make out with Itami till her little "flower" starts bloomin, if you know what I mean~( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)]
[(2)Objective: Have her prepare your best needed "tool" for the job, make sure that it's wet and hard!]
[(3)Objective: A blooming flower gotta need some "plowing" to satisfy both you and her]
[Rewards: 500HP]
[New Quest generated!]
[Quest: Just a Quickie~(2)]
[(1)Objective: Find a hidden spot to make out with Naze till her little "flower" starts squirting like a fountain]
[(2)Objective: Have her prepare your best needed "tool" for the job, knowing her, make sure that it stays hard for the third act!]
[(3)Objective: You. Her. A twitching hard tool and a wet peach, you know what you gotta do—]
[Rewards: 500HP]
[New quest generated!]
[Quest: She's a beast. It ain't a quickie but a full-on fight for survival!]
[Objective: Last for an hour]
[Reward: 1,000HP]
There were more quests the moment he stepped out of the room but he quickly blocked out everything around him, except his primal instincts.
He got scared, though a little aroused, but mostly scared!
What do you mean he has to survive an hour?! Hello? He had already banged her for hours before and what makes it this time different?!
'Oh god. How could I forget?! Medaka-chan is the type to grow stronger in a short amount of time. By banging her for hours her sex skills have reached a level no less than a skilled veteran prostitute!'
'If we fuck again...forget putting my dick inside of her, just her lips would be enough to drain me dry for an entire day!' It was all hypothetical for now but Zenkichi was a smart man that knew Medaka for a very long time. He could make a guess of her current capabilities after what she went through.
No doubt her combat skills have skyrocketed and probably even gained new skills, but! That wasn't important right now. It was her sex skills.
Did she copy one of his skills?
[Notice: After the recent update, system skills cannot be replicated by others that isn't the user. Not even Medaka Kurokami's *** *** could do it, unless she actively wishes to.]
'What do you mean by that last part?'
[I can't divulge much information about her powers, not unless you want the attention of a powerful being, but what I can tell you is that she doesn't actively copies the abilities of others. Her ability passively copies abilities of others, through sight, down to a T.]
[Say Medaka Kurokami saw a psychotic, murderous serial killer with a powerful ability. She unconsciously copies said ability...as well as that serial killer's murderous intent.]
Zenkichi's eyes widened.
'That..!'
[Well, there's some technicality to it. But I can't divulge anymore information.]
[What's important right now is to do those quests!]
'Wah?! This isn't the right time to do any of those! My life may be in danger here!'
[C'mon~ Isn't being dominated by a strong woman a dream come true for every young men? Your head in between her thighs? And I know that you aren't any different~]
'....'
[Hehehe~]
Zenkichi didn't reply, no, he couldn't as a pair of toned, gorgeous legs suddenly wrapped around his head and his arm held tightly in between a magnificent pair.
Before he realises what was going on, the world spun for a split second and he was suddenly thrown onto the ground with enough force to crack the dirt beneath him.
"What the—?! Itami? What are you doing?!"
"Oh finally, you can hear me!" Itami looked at him with a twitching eye and pouting expression. She sighed deeply and loosen her grip. "What the hell, Zenkichi? I've been calling out for you for a while."
"I..." Zenkichi blinked and realized that she was right. He took a moment to look around and noticed they had ended up in a quieter part of the school grounds, surrounded by a thick cluster of old trees that formed a natural screen from the main pathways.
"Sorry, Itami. I got lost in my head for a bit," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck as he sat up properly. His cheeks were still flushed from the sudden sprint and the barrage of system notifications still echoing faintly in his mind.
"Hmm. Are you thinking about what that girl was talking about earlier? Or... about Medaka Kurokami?" She worriedly asked, straddling his lap from the grapple. Of course she knew about Medaka, though it was before meeting him. She learned more about Medaka because she was connected to Naze.
She knew about their relationship, it was so entwined with his background that 80% about him was connected with Medaka Kurokami.
Zenkichi Hitoyoshi was so close with Medaka Kurokami that it wouldn't be a joke to say that they were already dating.
She was jealous, just a little bit. But she quickly got over it. Because in the end? She won.
She had asked him out first and was his first! Not Kurokami.
"No, I wasn't thinking about them. I was thinking about something else important."
"Oh?" She leaned down, her breasts almost spilling out of her top pressing against his chest as she poked his forehead. "And what important stuff is that?"
Zenkichi chuckled awkwardly, his hands settling on her hips. "Like how am I going to get rid of... this?"
"This?" Itami tilted her head in confusion for a moment before her eyes widened, her face slightly flustered. She could feel something poking against her, hard and insistent through his pants, pressing right between her thighs where she straddled him.
A sly grin spread across her lips, "Hmm~ I suppose someone got excited after seeing me again~" She rocked her hips experimentally, grinding down against the bulge with deliberate slowness.
"You know, for a guy who was just panicking and hauling me through half the school, you're awfully worked up now~" her voice turned teasing, warm breath tickling his ear. "Do I truly...excite you?"
Zenkichi swallowed, his grip tightening on her waist as heat pooled low in his gut. "Of course. You're my girlfriend. How could I not be excited? And... I won't lie. I'm feeling a bit—"
"Shuush~" Itami pressed a finger against his lips, silencing him.
Her expression softened with affection, as she cupped his face and kissed him deeply. Zenkichi taken aback for a moment and happily reciprocated.
The kiss quickly turned sloppy, tongues sliding messily together, her cyborg flexibility letting her press her whole body flush against his.
'We're too exposed,' Zenkichi thought. He held her tightly in his embrace and stood up, carrying her in his arms, he brought her behind the trees.
"Hmm~ So assertive~" Soft moans escaped her as they made out behind the trees, hands roaming freely; hers tugging at his shirt, his sliding under hers to squeeze her ass.
After a heated minute, she broke the kiss with a playful nip to his lower lip and slid down his body, dropping to her knees on the soft grass.
"Let me take care of my boyfriend properly," she purred, eyes gleaming with desire. Her fingers deftly unzipped him, pulling out his hard, throbbing cock. It twitched eagerly in her grasp as she stroked it once, twice, before leaning in.
"Hmm~ Sluurp~" Itami took him into her mouth with sensual care, lips stretching around the head before gliding down the shaft. Her tongue swirled expertly along every ridge and vein, humming softly around him as she bobbed deeper. Saliva coated him generously, dripping from the corners of her mouth while one hand pumped the base in perfect rhythm.
She kept her gaze locked on his, sucking with tireless precision that had Zenkichi's hand threading through her hair, groaning low.
"Damn, Itami, your mouth feels incredible," he breathed, hips twitching forward gently.
"Pop~" She pulled off with a lewd pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to his glistening tip, stroking him firmly as she caught her breath. "Good. Now get up here and give me what I really want."
Itami rose gracefully, turning to face the thick tree trunk. She planted her hands firmly against the rough bark, arching her back and pushing her ass out toward him.
With a quick shimmy, she dropped her short shorts and panties to the ground around her ankles, then reached back with one hand to spread her dripping pussy lips wide, wet, pink folds glistening invitingly in the filtered sunlight, her arousal already trailing down her thigh.
"Come on, Zenkichi," she whispered huskily over her shoulder, wiggling her hips. "Plow my tight pussy before classes start~"
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