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"I'm just in a bad mood." Mochizuki Haruka glared at him, her eyes feigning fierceness, but actually quite adorable.
"Every time I see you, I don't feel good!"
Twenty minutes later, the gymnasium was empty again, and the sound of the school bell, which had been ringing in the distance, drifted lightly into the women's changing room, which was now closed.
The changing room was filled with the beautiful colors of young girls' skin, and some were hurriedly putting on their coats.
"The bell has rung! I need to hurry to the convenience store to grab an egg sandwich!"
"It's all the boys' fault. They told the teacher they wanted to play a little longer..." her companion complained, tucking her shirt into her skirt.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and get dressed and go out!"
Mochizuki Haruka stood alone in the corner of the dressing room, the hem of her pure white shirt hanging down to her waist. The girl took out a skirt from the locker, gracefully bent over and lifted her leg, the pleated skirt covering her small and pert buttocks.
The girls around her kept their distance—although they often admired each other's figures and made lewd jokes while changing clothes, the young lady of the Mochizuki family had never liked such behavior, so no one would approach her in such situations.
"Huh?" Someone looked around the room. "Why isn't Tomatsu-kun here?"
"She went to the warehouse to organize the equipment. She should be here soon."
The girl in the corner, who had her back to everyone, paused.
Mochizuki Haruka slowed down the speed at which she buttoned her shirt. According to the student ID number order, shouldn't Rion be the one packing up the equipment today?
The girls behind me were still changing clothes and chatting.
"It seems like Tomatsu's figure has gotten even better."
"Indeed, and she seems even more attractive now!"
Their envious tone quickly turned ambiguous.
"Isn't Tomatsu dating Matsueda? What do you think their relationship is like? How far have they gotten?"
Wang Yueyao frowned and straightened her bow tie.
"boring……"
For some reason, although she often saw Jun Matsue and Yuka Tomatsu behaving intimately, she never thought about this question.
However, the girl's mutterings did not reach the other girls' ears; they were still discussing it with great interest.
"They've definitely kissed, after all, they kissed in the auditorium last year! So daring!"
"They might already be sticking their tongues out!"
"Could they have already done it?" someone suddenly asked.
Everyone in the room fell silent for a moment.
"I don't think so, do you? They seem to be each other's first love."
"It depends on whether Matsu takes the initiative or not," a seemingly experienced hot girl analyzed. "Given Tomatsu's personality, he'll definitely be the passive one when they're alone."
"..." Mochizuki Haruka couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.
Tomatsu is a passive person? That sounds so funny.
Ignoring the girls' fantasies, the girl checked her clothes, picked up her bag containing her gym clothes, and left the locker room.
"Why are you taking so long to change clothes today, Mochizuki-chan?" Rion, the hot girl waiting at the door, skipped and hopped toward her.
Are you going to the cafeteria today?
Mochizuki Haruka recalled what she had just heard, "Weren't you packing up the equipment?"
"Tomatsu-chika and I switched shifts today, so next time it's her turn, it'll be my turn to organize the warehouse~"
"..." The girl blinked.
"I'm not eating at the cafeteria for lunch, could you bring me two rice balls?"
"Okay! Rice balls and milk~" The hot girl nodded and turned around. "Then I'll go grab a seat first?"
"You can go now."
See you later~
Watching the girl walk away, Mochizuki thought for a moment and then walked towards the stairwell in the opposite direction of the exit.
Ten minutes later, two footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the lighter footsteps of the girl stopped at the door of the changing room.
"Teacher, I'm going in to change my clothes now."
"Thank you for your hard work, Tomatsu." The female teacher's voice was gentle. "You should be the last one. Remember to lock the door after you change and put the key on my desk."
Okay~
Tomatsu Yuka, dressed in sportswear, entered the locker room and gently closed the door.
The room was empty. The girl nodded in satisfaction, walked to her locker, and took off her clothes.
A perfect, standard youthful body was exposed to the air. She held her bra with one hand and opened the cabinet door in front of her.
Holding her shirt and skirt close to her chest, the girl habitually looked down at her body before putting on her clothes.
She touched her flat, fair abdomen, her eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence.
Yesterday afternoon, Chunjun had pressed his large, fiery palm here and severely whipped himself.
Tomatsu Yuka squeezed her legs together and opened the shirt in her hands.
Pure white clothing covered the purplish-red hickeys on her fair skin—from her thighs and waist to her chest, her once pure body bore many traces of depravity.
This is what the girl asked the boy to stamp yesterday, and it's also why she wanted to change clothes alone today.
Although she likes to show affection in public, these displays are still somewhat revealing to people her age and could easily affect their public image.
So it's better to cover it up... Tomatsu Yuka thought to herself, happily squinting her eyes.
A door suddenly opened, and the girl hurriedly pulled her unbuttoned shirt tighter and turned to look at the intruder at the door.
It wasn't the PE teacher she thought it was, but rather the expressionless Mochizuki Haruka.
The girl carrying the bag walked straight up to Tomatsu Yuka and looked at the erotic marks that couldn't be covered up on her delicate body.
As her gaze shifted, Mochizuki Haruka's eyes grew increasingly cold.
She looked up and met Tomatsu Yuka's gaze, her lips pressed into a thin line as she uttered words devoid of warmth.
"What happened to those hickeys on your body?"
Chapter 714 Did you and Tomatsu Yuka do it?
The women's changing room was quiet. Mochizuki looked at the young girl's delicate body, which was exposed in the spring breeze.
The scattered purplish-red marks on her fair skin did not detract from its beauty; on the contrary, they added a touch of vibrant color, making her even more alluring.
Mochizuki Haruka was not an innocent girl; she knew very well that these were the marks left by Matsueda Jun's sucking and kissing.
The sweet tenderness that lingered after interacting with the boy in class vanished instantly, leaving only a cold and hostile gaze.
"What happened to those hickeys on your body?"
"..." Tomatsu Yuka crossed her arms over her abdomen, pressing down on her shirt which was not yet buttoned.
The girl's dressing room, which she should have been alone in, was invaded by her love rival, and she looked somewhat panicked.
However, realizing that Mochizuki Haruka had no companions and didn't seem to be filming or recording anything, she quickly regained her composure.
"What else could it be?" Tomatsu Yuka loosened her arms and slowly buttoned up her shirt.
"You said it's a hickey, how could I have sucked it out myself?"
She had been quietly enjoying her romance all this time, but now that Mochizuki Haruka had jumped right in front of her, the girl didn't mind giving her a good beating.
"..." Mochizuki Haruka's face grew increasingly grim. "You've already done this?"
"How early?" Tomatsu Yuka pondered, tapping her chin, completely unconcerned that her lower body, clad only in underwear, was exposed to her love rival.
"Yesterday, last week, or the week before last?"
"Oh, Mom was off last Sunday, so we didn't do it."
The girl's nonchalant and habitual demeanor only made him angrier. Mochizuki Haruka gritted her teeth, and her breathing became noticeably heavy.
"What are you so smug about? Is it just you and Songzhi who did this?"
"When Songzhi tore my swimsuit on the night of the school trip, were you still in your room stupidly sending him a goodnight message?"
"..." At this point, Tomomichi's chest began to rise and fall.
She took a deep breath, deliberately moved closer to the girl in front of her, and revealed a nonchalant, bright smile.
"I don't care what happened before."
"All I know is that I am very happy with Jun-kun right now."
"He likes me a lot, so much so that he wants to leave so many kiss marks on me."
"You must have seduced him!" Mochizuki Haruka said without hesitation. "Matsue would never do that on her own initiative!"
"So what if it is?" Tomatsu Yuka smiled and tugged at her unbuttoned shirt.
"Are these hickeys fake?"
Mochizuki Haruka didn't want to see this, so she coldly waved her arm away. The girl took a step back and continued to button up her shirt.
Knowing when to stop is crucial. Tomatsu Yuka looked down at her collar. If a fight broke out in the dressing room, she might not be able to stop Mochizuki from scratching her face.
"shameless."
The girl, her face frosty, spoke each word clearly, completely forgetting that she had been accused by Kurusu Yosei of "blatant seduction."
Tomatsu Yuka paused for a moment, then buttoned the last button of her shirt, picked up her skirt, and calmly bent over, lifting her hips and legs.
The narrow waistband of the skirt slid over her soft flesh as the girl straightened up, elegantly tightened the buckle at her waist, and smoothed the strands of hair behind her ear.
"It's just a romantic gesture between couples. You're not going to act all high and mighty in bed, are you?"
“Jun-kun likes me a lot.” She puffed out her chest.
"He liked my maid outfit, he liked my apron, he liked the way I knelt before him..."
Tomatsu Yuka stretched out her fingers and counted. As if she remembered something, she tilted her head back slightly and touched her pink lips with her index finger.
"He especially loves my lips, he uses them many times each time!"
Mochizuki Haruka blinked, recalling the embarrassing moment when she tried to use her mouth but failed.
"I don't care what I do as long as it makes Jun-kun feel comfortable and happy."
Tomatsu Yuka straightened her clothes, then looked up and stared directly at the girl in front of her, her right hand touching her lower abdomen through her skirt.
"Yesterday was my safe period, and Tsun-kun kept feeding me all afternoon until it overflowed~"
Mochizuki Haruka's lips were tightly pressed together, her thin, downturned eyebrows like straight carving knives, and the girl's clear pupils shrank with anger, freezing into crystal-clear snowflakes.
She didn't speak, but turned straight to the door, slamming the thin wooden door of the dressing room shut with a loud bang that echoed down the entire corridor.
"..."
After putting her sportswear on the bench into her small bag, Tomatsu Yuka picked up the key from the locker by the door and slowly pushed open the door.
The girl had long since disappeared; only the PE teacher peeked out from his office at the other end of the corridor, clearly having heard the commotion.
"What happened?" the woman shouted.
"It's nothing~" Tomatsu Yuka smiled and walked towards her with the keys in her hand.
"Some students forgot something, so they came and went in a bit of a hurry."
Mochizuki Haruka walked alone on the edge of the school's main road, her angry demeanor intimidating.
The girl lowered her head, watching her footsteps forcefully stomp on the hard brick surface, the impact causing her some pain.
Although she had left the locker room, the red marks on Tomatsu Yuka's body still lingered in her mind, making it hard for her to breathe.
Looking at the moon, she recalled the last time she went house hunting with a boy.
On the way back, she sucked and bit him all over, leaving marks that were far more savage than the sensual kisses in front of her.
However, the girl's own fair skin had never been marked with such mottled hickeys.
She had done it with Jun Matsueda many times, and due to the positions and the force of the man's release, there were obvious red marks on her knees and delicate buttocks from the friction and impact.