"How can I have the best of both worlds without disappointing the Buddha and without disappointing you?"
"Why bother thinking about good, evil, compassion, and waiting so long?"
"There is no inherent right or wrong in this world. As long as the outcome is positive and comfortable, that's enough."
"The truth is, you can gain more by making others happy and satisfied."
Just as Sekai Saionji made such a significant sacrifice for friendship and budding affection, in her eyes, it would all be worth it as long as Ryo Asakura gave up pursuing Makoto Itou.
...
Afterward, they silently straightened their disheveled clothes. Traces of their intense encounter marked her round, firm breasts, and white spots bloomed in the creases. Asakura was silent for a moment and then said.
"Saionji-san, regarding your request, I can only promise that I will not actively cause trouble for Makoto Itou again."
"However, if he dares to harass Kotonoha again, I won't show any mercy."
"That's enough, Asakura-kun. I'm truly grateful."
Sekai Saionji cried with joy and hugged him again to express her gratitude.
"If you ever need anything, Asakura-kun, you can always come to me. That's my promise."
With a dazed look in her eyes, she gently kissed Asakura. Her vague affection for Makoto Itou had already been shattered, and all that remained was her concern for someone else. She wondered what expression Makoto Itou would have if he saw this scene.
"No need. Goodbye." Asakura turned and left without any hesitation.
There's something captivating about a man when he is irresistible, inoffensive, and unwavering.
And this indescribable feeling is bound to take something away inadvertently—perhaps a lingering gaze, or perhaps a girl's heart.
...
In the baseball club's locker room, the female members and the manager, Akane Nanao, were changing into their club sportswear. The tight clothing accentuated the girls' graceful figures, and their fair, supple thighs were visible beneath their sports shorts. The girls were also playfully teasing each other about their friends' changes.
"Rika-chan, your boobs have gotten bigger again."
"Stop touching me, Nana."
"Hey, hey, hey! Akane-chan, your body..."
Nanao Akane took off her top, revealing her uncovered and scarred body to the female members, eliciting gasps.
"Has Akane-chan become a mature woman? She's grown away from us, boo-hoo~"
The female members were curious and gossiped about the manager's love life. Akane Nanao blushed and mumbled, but she clearly didn't mind them knowing she had established an intimate relationship with someone.
"You'll know who it is when the time comes. Please don't ask anymore."
Ever since Asakura's vow-like declaration, they had a tacit understanding of their intimacy, which led to an increasingly indescribable level of playfulness between them. Daily rooftop massages became an indispensable ritual, and they would often invent new ways to heighten each other's enjoyment.
The club members' playful banter brought back memories of the rooftop massage in front of the club. Akane Nanao couldn't help but slightly squeeze her legs and began to miss Asakura. With each encounter, her arousal grew stronger, and so did her desire for Asakura, hoping to spend more time with him.
The whistle for the baseball club's activity sounded, and the girls headed to the field one after another. Their chatter made the baseball club coach, Tougou, realize something.
Namely, that Akane Nanao, whom he had long coveted, had already been taken by someone else. His already unpleasant appearance became even more grotesque. He was so angry that he slammed his fist against the wall, regretting his inaction.
At this point, he felt he had to act sooner rather than later, even if it meant forcing her.
...
"Today's training will involve... After practice, we'll gather again to pack up the equipment. Today, Nanao Akane and I will move the equipment back to the storage room."
"That's all for today. Let's wrap up the meeting and start training."
"Yes!"
At this time, Akane Nanao was still unaware of Coach Tougou's sinister plan. She diligently sorted the scattered baseballs and prepared various supplies for the training members. As a manager, she provided significant logistical support and cheered for the team.
After all, she's the most beautiful girl on the baseball team. Just looking at her beautiful face is enough to brighten your day.
...
In the morning, he chatted with Kotonoha Katsura on the train, fed Akane Nanao on the rooftop at noon, and in the afternoon, he received a suggestive and alluring photo from Manami Katsura on Line. Ryo Asakura pinched his nose and casually saved the photo as if nothing had happened. The Line message showed it had been read, and Mrs. Katsura on the other side of the screen wore a gentle smile.
After a busy day, Asakura finally had time to calm down and carefully consider the abilities he had gained today.
[Precognition: Consumes a certain amount of physical energy to predict a future event related to you. The more relevant the predicted content is to you, the higher the probability of it occurring. Frequent use of this ability is not recommended, as it will have certain negative effects on the user.]
Judging from the literal meaning, this was undoubtedly an extremely powerful ability, but the potential negative effects behind it made him frown slightly. In his memory, all abilities described with such warnings often led to various strange occurrences, leaving a deep unease in Asakura.
There shouldn't be any major problems if I try it just once. Faced with this seemingly incredible ability, Asakura couldn't remain composed and used [Precognition] out of curiosity.
Instantly, countless fragments of memories flooded his mind. The violent impact and the feeling of being drained made Asakura groan and half-kneel on the ground.
The predicted content froze on the scene where the sleazy old coach Tougou, who appeared out of nowhere, was grinning and intimidating Nanao Akane. There was also a conspicuous time countdown in his field of vision. He couldn't tell if it foreshadowed the beginning of sorrow or the countdown to someone's demise.
A cold murderous intent spread through him, and the severe side effect made Asakura squat on the ground, breathing rapidly. His exceptionally strong recovery ability began to manifest with the beating of his heart, and streams of warm energy flowed through his limbs, soothing his exhausted body.
Sensitive skin, Asakura's superpower!
...
The whistle signaled the end of training, and the members of the baseball club put their equipment into the storage boxes one by one. After taking a count, Coach Tougou announced that they could leave.
"Come on, Nanao Akane-san, let's move the things back to the storage room together."
Coach Tougou feigned a kind smile to mask his impatience. Nanao Akane had always been wary of Coach Tougou, who didn't seem like a good person. She had heard rumors that this coach had been involved in a student abduction in the past. After being fired, he came to Sobu High School to coach the baseball team. She didn't understand why the school would hire such a problematic teacher.
"Okay, Mr. Tougou."
Nanao Akane carefully kept her distance, trying to avoid being touched by anything unpleasant. She also secretly took out her cell phone and sent a message to Asakura.
"Asakura-kun, could you come to the storage room to pick me up? I'm a little scared."
"Okay, no problem."
The instant reply to her message made Akane Nanao feel relieved, and a sweet smile returned to her face.
Coach Tougou next to her watched the girl's affectionate expression with a gloomy face, thinking that soon, very soon, she would belong to him.