Unbeknownst to Hayasaka Ai at that moment, her inherent right as a mature woman to the zenith of ecstasy had been subtly commandeered by Kagura. It was as though Kagura had surreptitiously adorned her with an invisible girdle of chastity. Thus, with a heart brimming with mischief, Kagura sauntered over to Hayasaka's side, leaning in to whisper softly into her ear: "Hayasaka."
"Indeed, do proceed," she replied, retrieving a breath spray from her pocket and administering two swift bursts into her mouth, her eyes steadfastly forward.
"I love you," Kagura murmured, his voice a silken thread woven with devilish delight, barely suppressing a chuckle beside Hayasaka Ai's ear.
In an instant, Hayasaka Ai let forth a singularly melodious gasp, "ahh~", her form seizing as the breath spray nearly slipped from her grasp onto her gracefully aligned legs. Swiftly, she pressed her right hand to her lips, her thighs clamping together with sudden ferocity. Soon, a delicate shiver coursed through her, her porcelain cheeks blooming into a vivid scarlet within mere moments, a faint warmth even radiating to the tips of her ears.
With resolute determination, Hayasaka stifled the intoxicating surge of rapture, refusing to let slip any ignominious moans. She thrust Kagura aside with her elbow, collapsing onto the table, her frame contracting as she coughed and drew ragged breaths.
"Mmm...mmm...exhale—" At length, after more than ten seconds, the overwhelming tide of bliss that had stormed her senses subsided. Hayasaka fixed Kagura with a suspicious, piercing stare, her right hand hastily fanning her flushed neck, where fine beads of perspiration glistened upon her brow. Truly, the sight of her succumbing to sudden ecstasy before Eri and Qiong, yet striving to maintain her dignity, was utterly enchanting.
"Ho there—, puppet lass, are you well? And you, elder brother Kagura, what spectacle is this so early in the morn..." Eri cast a bewildered glance, her legs, clad in knee-high stockings, swaying idly beneath the table.
"..." Qiong remained silent, her eyes resting upon Eri.
"Hayasaka, what troubles you? A sudden indisposition, perchance? Shall we request a reprieve from today's duties?" Kagura inquired with feigned solicitude, drawing near once more in a masterful display of feigned ignorance.
Hayasaka Ai was wholly bewildered, her left hand clutching the table's edge for support, her right gently pressing her chest as she struggled to regain her breath. She cast an incredulous glance at Kagura, twice over, before her gaze drifted slowly to her own lap. Frowning, she tentatively touched her lower abdomen, the flush upon her cheeks deepening anew. Gradually, she lowered her head, her hand rising to cover her mouth in acute embarrassment.
—Oh...how vexing, what has overtaken my form? How could merely hearing Master Kagura declare "I love you" provoke such an immediate... nay, this cannot stand. When did my being become so lascivious? His words alone suffice to drive me to... to ecstasy... alas...
At that moment, Kagura, his visage a mask of tender concern, placed a hand upon Hayasaka Ai's left shoulder. His eyes, aglow with affection, roamed over her still-trembling frame as he offered, "Should you feel unwell, pray, telephone the instructor to excuse yourself, even though it be the first day of term. Let not pressure weigh upon you."
—Ha, the mirth consumes me! How thrilling it must be, to be overtaken by such rapture so abruptly, and before the three of us in the dining hall no less!
Kagura reveled in silent, uproarious laughter within the recesses of his mind.
The realization that henceforth, Hayasaka's capacity for climactic release rested solely in his hands filled Kagura with a curious delight. Indeed, this system, though vexing at times, bore a certain captivating charm.
Unlike the oft-trodden systems of fiction, which burden protagonists with arduous trials to advance the tale, this one inclined towards diversion and aid. No wonder it styled itself an "auxiliary system"—a title most apt.
"..." Hayasaka offered no words, her head shaking vigorously as though a rattle. A lone tear slipped from the corner of her eye, swiftly brushed away, her head bowed in shame.
"Most curious..." Kagura mused, his question a deliberate ruse as he stroked his chin, observing her keenly. Hayasaka pressed her right hand to her left breast, eyes closed, as if attuned to the relentless, rapid thrum of her heart.
—Steady, steady... it was but a night spent with this rogue of a young master yestereve, yet a single confession of love from him sends me into raptures... absurd, utterly absurd! Oh, how loathsome, my essence has stained my undergarments. Upon reaching the academy, I must hasten to the privy to replace them and rinse my mouth... pray it does not seep through my skirt.
"I am restored..." As they neared the school, Hayasaka rose with serene composure, her face once more an impassive veil.
"She has resumed her doll-like guise," Eri whispered aptly in jest.
"In fine, your recovery is all that matters..." Qiong mused, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully as she surveyed Hayasaka Ai's form.
—Could it be... Master Kagura toys with Hayasaka using some lascivious contraption? A remotely wielded device of vibration... the sort Eri oft depicts in her art.
"Are you truly well?" Kagura pressed with haste.
"Indeed... I regret my earlier lapse, nudging you with my elbow."
"A trifling matter," Kagura assured, his hand rising to gently tousle Hayasaka's hair, a nod of satisfaction accompanying his words: "Your wellness suffices."
No sooner had he spoken than his phone buzzed anew. Glancing at it, he saw it was that scoundrel An Yilun once more. Seething, Kagura snatched the device, answering with a barrage of vitriol: "What afflicts you, you wretch! Has your mind been overtaken by filth?! Believe me, by tomorrow, I shall see you banished from this place!"
"Ah, the refrain returns," Eri sighed, her lips pursing as she rubbed her ears. Qiong, this time, seemed braced, her expression unaltered.
"Nay, nay, nay... ahem, Kagura, pray, a moment. My earlier words were ill-chosen," An Yilun faltered, his tone thick with chagrin as he apologized: "In truth, I sought your aid in crafting some melodies... er, are you free this eve..."
"I am engaged elsewhere, away with you!" Kagura snapped, ending the call and consigning An Yilun to the oblivion of his blacklist.
With deft grace, Hayasaka drew a damp cloth to delicately cleanse her lips, then reapplied a faint cherry-blossom tint to her lipstick.
Gazing into a compact mirror to assess herself, she then turned her eyes upon Kagura.
"Verily, most pleasing, utterly charming," Kagura praised, his thumb aloft, his commendation unstinting.
"I sought no such verdict..." Hayasaka replied, her face a blank slate as she "snap!" shut her mirror.
Hehe~
"Truly? Then let us away to our studies." Kagura glanced at his phone, noting the hour: 8:47. With Sobu High commencing at half past nine, and all four conveyed by carriage, time was plentiful.
Kagura, with his sister Eri and Qiong, shared one vehicle, while Hayasaka Ai traveled apart. Even within the school's precincts, he and Hayasaka Ai exchanged scant words, comporting themselves as strangers. The reason was simple: Hayasaka's beauty was striking, yet her role as a servant meant undue closeness might spark troublesome whispers.
Such as: [Surely, that rogue Kagura daily torments his personal maid with licentious deeds]
Or: [Hayasaka may be fair, but her purity has doubtless been ravaged by that young lord Kagura.]
Or perchance: [It is said such maids are tasked with ushering the young master into manhood.]
Though these murmurs held some truth, it was wise to forestall such irksome rumors. Eri and Qiong, being winsome maidens, bore no such burdens; at most, they might be suspected of sapphic leanings. Yet Kagura knew neither harbored the faintest interest in their own sex, nor indulged in tales of such bent.
Kagura and his two companions departed first, while Hayasaka hastened back to her quarters. There, she tended to her moist intimacy, cleansing herself and donning a fresh pair of pale pink undergarments before setting forth.