[Her words are full of tentative meaning, it should just be a bluff.] But... I'm not sure what the teacher revealed to her? I
stared at the lens of truth and then at my gaze, and I became nervous unconsciously, and even my breathing became cautious.
In this short silence, I suddenly realized that the spitting agent fed by the teacher might be an excellent cover.
"I, I have a cooperative relationship with the teacher..." I deliberately made my voice tremble, "I am her friend... She seemed to admire my sexual ability..."
As soon as I finished speaking, I immediately covered my mouth, as if I didn't mean to say these words.
And the performance clearly worked - Truth's pupils dilated slightly, and she began to take notebooks and ballpoint pens from her pockets and record them in notepads.
"Oh?" She pushed the slipped glasses, and the lenses reflected a cunning light, "It seems that the teacher did give you a real truth potion..."
She gently tapped the paper of the notebook with the tip of the pen, as if calculating something,
"But it still doesn't make sense..."
When I thought she was going to continue asking, she smiled sweetly, as if the-for-tat just now had never happened.
"Forget it, it's enough for the teacher to give you a real truth agent~" Then she pointed to the medical bed in front of her, "Please sit here, let's officially start our visit~"
When I sat on that bed, Truth took out a notebook with a cartoon pattern printed on it from her skirt pocket.
[Huh?] Two notebooks? My eyes involuntarily looked at the two very different notepads on the bed and in her hand - one was a yellow notebook with a cartoon pattern, and the other was a hard leather notebook with a pure black cover and colorful index labels on the edges.
"You must know it too, right?" The tip of the pen rotated on her fingertips, and finally stopped steadily on the blank page of the black notebook, "I am Matsumoto Mari, the president of the news agency~"
"What about you? A mysterious visitor from another world~"
After Truth asked a few questions, the air in the infirmary gradually became viscous, and the pace of her questioning began to slow down significantly.
Her voice began to tremble slightly, and her original sharp interview style gradually disintegrated.
"So... The boys over there... Will it really be like us girls..." Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the edge of the notebook, "Do you want it anytime and anywhere?"
When she heard me describe the openness of men in the original world to sex, her eyes lit up behind those lenses.
Her breathing also became rapid, and the collarbone of her uniform was looming as her chest rose and fell.
"That's great..." she muttered to herself, her voice with envy that I had never heard before, "If only it were like that... Then I will definitely ..."
The atmosphere of the interview deteriorated unconsciously.
The question of truth gradually deviates from the topic, from rigorous otherworldly comparisons to explicit private inquiries.
"That... How many women have you been on this? Suddenly the notebook slipped out of her hand with a slight "click" sound, and she sat down next to me.
Her fingertips carefully climbed up my inner thighs as if exploring uncharted territory.
"After all, if I go to your world... her breath is cool with mint toothpaste, "I will definitely seduce all the boys I like to fuck me..."
Her body got closer and closer, and her barren but soft breasts squeezed my arms.
I could smell the scent of lemon shower gel from her body, refreshing and sharp, mixed with a certain sweet and greasy scent that is characteristic of estrus.
[It seems that the aromatherapy has worked...] I secretly observed her gradually blurred eyes, [more smoothly than expected...]
Truth suddenly clasped my wrist like iron tongs, and my nails were almost embedded in my skin.
She roughly pulled my hand against the bottom of her skirt - through the thin fabric, I could clearly feel her soaking wet pussy ready.
"Now... Have sex with me~" Her voice was morbidly sweet, and her eyes behind the lenses flashed with a dangerous light, "You have to beg him to have sex with your boyfriend... Dates, gifts, foreplay... I'm so annoyed..."
Her other hand had reached out to my crotch, moving skillfullyWearing school pants, he pressed my cock precisely.
"Now... There is a ready-made promiscuous boy from another world here... "Her breathing is getting faster and faster, "Prove to me that you are really from another world~"
Suddenly, she stood up.
With a "bang", she suddenly lifted her pleated skirt to reveal the printed panties inside that had been soaked with love juice.
[Very good... looking at the way she seduced me for sex, I felt the desire of the cock to gradually awaken.]
[This pretending little wild cat finally revealed its true nature... Next, it's up to me to see if I can fuck her...]