[Warning- slight R18]
Yuki woke up Tuesday morning with his phone buzzing insistently. He fumbled for it, squinting at the screen without his glasses.
Seven messages. Three from Mizuki, two from Aiko, one from Tanaka, and one from his mother saying she'd be home late again.
He put on his glasses and read them in order.
Mizuki: Good morning Yuki-kun!
Mizuki: I hope you slept well!
Mizuki: Can't wait to see you at school today!
Aiko: Morning! I had fun yesterday
Aiko: Let me know if you need help with any other subjects! wink
Tanaka: BRO i found out who the girl was!! ill tell you at school
Yuki's stomach twisted nervously. Found out who? Did Tanaka figure out it was him? How much trouble was he in?
He got ready for school in a daze, barely tasting his breakfast, his mind spinning with worst-case scenarios.
The walk to school felt too short. He kept his hood up, hands in his pockets, trying to make himself invisible. Maybe if he avoided everyone today, the whole situation would just... disappear?
"YUKI-CHAN!"
Or not.
Tanaka practically tackled him at the school gates, grinning like he'd won the lottery.
"Dude! Dude! So I did some digging—well, Kenji did some digging—and apparently the girl Aiko was with yesterday? It was some first-year! Like a really shy first-year who nobody really knows!" Tanaka was speaking too fast, too loud. "So it wasn't your cousin! Though that would've been wild, right?"
Yuki's face burned. "Oh... that's... that's good?"
"I know right? I was worried for a second that maybe you had some secret twin or something." Tanaka laughed. "Anyway, you coming to help with festival prep today? They're doing classroom assignments this afternoon."
"Um... maybe?"
"Cool! See you later!"
Tanaka jogged off, leaving Yuki standing there trying to process. A first-year? Who looked like him? That was... actually a plausible cover. Maybe this would blow over.
He made it to class without incident. Took his seat in the back corner. Pulled out his textbook.
"Nakamura-kun!"
He looked up. Mizuki was standing beside his desk, smiling brightly. She was wearing her uniform normally—no modifications, perfectly proper—but somehow she still looked prettier than everyone else in the room.
"Oh, Mizuki-san. Good morning."
"Just Mizuki is fine!" She sat in the empty seat next to him without asking, leaning in close. "I missed talking to you yesterday. You were busy studying, right?"
"Yeah... chemistry homework."
"Chemistry~" She giggled. "You're so studious. It's really cute." Her hand brushed his arm casually. "Hey, are you doing anything after school today?"
"I... I don't know yet?"
"Because they're assigning festival prep tasks, and I was hoping we could work together! It would be so much fun!" Her eyes were bright, hopeful. "Pretty please?"
Yuki's resolve crumbled immediately. She was being so nice. How could he say no?
"Okay," he said quietly.
"Yay!" Mizuki clapped her hands together. "I'll make sure we get assigned to the same group!"
She bounced back to her seat just as Kojima-sensei walked in. The teacher started taking attendance, and Yuki tried to focus on breathing normally. had he discovered a new shade of red?
It's fine. Festival prep is just decorations and planning. Nothing weird will happen. It's completely normal.
Halfway through first period, it happened.
The notification appeared in the corner of his vision, blue and glowing and impossible to ignore.
[◈ NEW QUEST AVAILABLE ◈]
No. No, not now. Not already!!!
[◈ QUEST 4 OF 10: RECEIVING PLEASURE ◈]
[OBJECTIVE: make a person bring you to orgasm.]
[TIME LIMIT: 5 Days]
[REWARDS:]
Stamina Enhancement (Passive)
250 XP
125 LP
Level Up
[FAILURE PENALTY:]
-20 Confidence
-15 Appeal
System Compatibility -15%
[CURRENT TIME REMAINING: 119:58:32]
[NOTE: how long are you planning before popping that sweet little cherry?]
Yuki's hands gripped his desk so hard his knuckles went white. His face felt like it was on fire.
I used to like cherries..... damn you system!... making a person make me...
He couldn't even finish the thought. His mind was simultaneously blank and racing. Five days. Five days to let someone touch him until he—
Oh gods. Oh gods, I can't. I can't do this.
But the timer was already counting down. 119 hours and 57 minutes.
"Nakamura-kun? Are you alright?"
Kojima-sensei was looking at him with concern. The whole class had turned to stare.
"Y-yes, sensei. Sorry. Just... felt dizzy for a moment."
"Do you need to go to the nurse?"
"No, I'm fine. Thank you."
But he wasn't fine. The quest notification minimized to his peripheral vision, but he could still see the timer ticking down relentlessly.
Who would i even ask for such things
Mizuki's smiling face flashed in his mind. She'd been so sweet, so understanding. She'd kissed him gently at the station. She wanted to work with him on festival prep.
Then Aiko's face appeared—the way she'd kissed him in the park, touched him through his clothes, made him feel things he didn't know he could feel.
How am I supposed to ask either of them to do... that? "Hey, could you please touch me until I cum?" That's insane!
Lunch came and went in a blur. Yuki barely ate his onigiri, too anxious to taste anything. Aiko appeared briefly to say hi, but he'd been so flustered that she'd left looking confused and slightly hurt.
Finally, sixth period arrived—the time when they'd be assigning festival prep tasks.
Kojima-sensei stood at the front with a clipboard. "Alright everyone, we're doing a cafe theme this year. We need people for decorations, menu planning, costumes, and setup. I'm going to call out pairs."
Please don't pair me with Mizuki. Please don't pair me with Mizuki. If we're alone together, I might—
"Nakamura Yuki and Suzuki Mizuki—decorations committee. You'll be responsible for making the streamers, banners, and table decorations."
Of course.
Mizuki immediately turned around in her seat and gave him a thumbs up, grinning.
Yuki managed a weak smile back.
After class ended, most students dispersed to their various prep locations. Some went to the home economics room for costume work, others to the library for menu planning. The decorations committee—just Yuki and Mizuki—were assigned to their empty homeroom classroom.
"This is perfect!" Mizuki said cheerfully, setting down her bag. "Just the two of us! We can work at our own pace."
She went to the door and—
Clicked it locked.
Yuki's heart jumped. "Why did you lock it?"
"Oh, just so people don't bother us while we're working! It's easier to focus without interruptions, don't you think?" She smiled sweetly. "Besides, we'll be using scissors and glue. Don't want little first-years running in and making a mess."
That... made sense. It was a reasonable explanation.
So why did Yuki feel nervous?
They worked in comfortable silence for a while, cutting colored paper into strips for streamers. Mizuki was humming softly, some pop song Yuki vaguely recognized. The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, making everything feel warm and peaceful.
"Hey Yuki-kun?" Mizuki said after about twenty minutes.
"Mm?"
"Can I ask you something personal?" She was still cutting paper, not looking at him.
"Um... okay?"
"Are you dating that second-year? Aiko-san?"
Yuki's scissors stilled. "What? No. We just studied together."
"Oh." Mizuki's voice was light, casual. "I heard from some people that you two were at the park yesterday. Holding hands."
"We walked to the station together..." Yuki's face was burning. "That's all."
"That's good." Mizuki set down her scissors and turned to face him fully. "Because I was hoping... maybe you and I could be more than friends?"
Yuki's brain short-circuited. "More than...?"
"I really like you, Yuki-kun." She scooted her chair closer to his. "I have since the party. You're so sweet and shy and genuine. And really, really pretty." Her hand touched his arm. "I want to get to know you better. I want to be special to you."
"Mizuki-san, I—"
"Just Mizuki," she corrected softly. "We kissed, remember? At the station? That meant something to me. Did it mean something to you?"
"Yes," Yuki admitted quietly. "But I don't... I've never dated anyone. I don't know how this works."
"That's okay." Mizuki's hand slid down to hold his. "We can figure it out together. No pressure. Just... let me be close to you. Let me make you feel good. Is that okay?"
The quest timer pulsed in his vision: [115:23:45]
Someone you feel safe with.
"Okay," Yuki whispered.
Mizuki smiled and leaned in to kiss him. It was soft at first, gentle like at the station. But then it deepened, her hand coming up to cup his face, her tongue brushing his lower lip.
Yuki's hands gripped the edge of his chair. His heart was pounding. This was different from Aiko—less hungry, more tender. But no less overwhelming.
When Mizuki pulled back, her eyes were warm. "You're trembling."
"Sorry..."
"Don't apologize. It's cute." She stood up and moved behind his chair, her hands settling on his shoulders. "You're so tense. Let me help you relax."
She started massaging his shoulders through his hoodie, working at the knots in his muscles. Yuki's head dropped backwards, a small sound escaping his throat.
"Feel good?" Mizuki asked, her voice close to his ear.
"Yeah..."
Her hands moved lower, sliding down his arms, then back up to his neck. One hand tangled gently in his hair, tilting his head back so she could kiss him from this new angle.
Yuki's eyes fluttered closed. The sensitivity enhancement from his last quest made every touch feel amplified, like white hot flames under his skin.
"You're so responsive," Mizuki murmured against his lips. "I barely touch you and you're already shaking."
"I can't help it..."
"I know. It's adorable." She moved back around to stand in front of him, and slowly sank to her knees between his legs.
Yuki's eyes shot open. "Mizuki—what are you—"
"Shhh. Just relax." Her hands rested on his thighs, warm through his pants. "I want to make you feel good. Can I do that?"
The quest notification pulsed. make another person bring you to orgasm.
"I... I've never..." Yuki couldn't finish the sentence. His face felt like it was going to combust.
"I know." Mizuki's smile was gentle, understanding. "That's okay. I'll be careful. I'll go slow. If you want me to stop at any point, just tell me. Okay?"
Yuki nodded, not trusting his voice.
Mizuki's hands slid up his thighs, her touch light but deliberate. She leaned in and kissed him again, distracting him while her hand moved to rest over the front of his pants.
Yuki gasped into the kiss. He was already half-hard just from the kissing and touching, and the direct contact made his hips jerk involuntarily.
"Sensitive," Mizuki observed, pleased. She caressed him through his pants, gentle but firm.
"Mizuki..." His voice came out breathless, pleading. Though for what, he wasn't sure.
"It's okay. Just feel it." She worked at his belt with practiced ease, then the button and zipper of his pants.
Yuki's hands gripped the chair arms. His breathing was too fast, too shallow. This was really happening. This was actually happening.
Mizuki pulled down his pants and underwear just enough to free him completely. The cool classroom air made him gasp.
His dick shot out, already hard as a rock
"Look at you," she murmured, her hand wrapping around it properly now. "So pretty everywhere."
Yuki made a choked sound, his head falling back. The sensitivity enhancement made her touch feel like lightning, pleasure so intense it almost hurt.
"Is this okay?" Mizuki asked, her strokes slow and deliberate.
"Yes—yes, oh gods—" Yuki couldn't form coherent thoughts. His whole body was trembling, hypersensitive, overwhelmed.
Mizuki kissed his neck while she stocked him with her hand, finding a rhythm that had him gasping and making sounds he'd never made before.
"You're so cute like this," she whispered against his skin. "All desperate and needy. My pretty boy."
My. The word registered dimly through the pleasure haze, but Yuki couldn't focus on it. Couldn't focus on anything except the mounting pressure building inside him, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in his stomach.
"Mizuki—I'm—I can't—" He couldn't even warn her properly.
"It's okay. Let go. I want to see you come undone."
Her hand moved faster, her grip just right, and Yuki shattered. His orgasm hit like a wave, overwhelming and all-consuming. He cried out—too loud for the classroom—his body arching, hands gripping the chair so hard the metal creaked.
His cum shot onto her hand filling it until he was empty, she opened her mouth seductively and slowly drank all his white jizz, when she was done she leaned in for a kiss, their saliva mixing and creating lewd sounds. finally after coming off his high he collapsed back in the chair, gasping and trembling and completely undone.
[◈ QUEST COMPLETE ◈]
[QUEST 4: RECEIVING PLEASURE - COMPLETED]
[Orgasm achieved: Confirmed]
[Cum drank: Confirmed]
[ANALYZING...]
[Tutorial standards exceeded]
[REWARDS GRANTED:]
Stamina Enhancement (Passive) acquired
250 XP gained
125 LP earned
[EXPERIENCE: 425 / 600 XP]
[LEVEL UP!]
[You are now Level 5]
[+2 Stat Points available for distribution]
[Warning: Quest progression becoming more intimate. Prepare accordingly.]
[Next quest will be assigned within 24-48 hours]
Yuki barely registered the notifications. His mind was white static, his body still trembling with aftershocks.
Mizuki stood up gracefully, grabbed some tissues from the teacher's desk, and cleaned them up with gentle efficiency. Then she helped pull his clothes back into place, fixing his belt and zipper like nothing had happened.
"There," she said softly, kissing his forehead. "All better."
Yuki couldn't speak. Couldn't move. Could barely think.
"You okay?" Mizuki cupped his face, looking amused. "Was that too much?"
"I..." His voice was hoarse. "I don't... that was..."
"Your first time receiving a hand job, right?" She smiled when he nodded. "You did so well. You're so beautiful when you let go, Yuki-kun. though im surprised your so inexperienced, i though you would be surrounded by girls, maybe even boys" she giggled
yuki puffed his cheeks a little, the mood wan now way lighter, she was still leaning on his lap but now her lips went directly beside his ear
"good, my yuki-chan is so pure, only i get to corrupt her"
She sat back in her own chair, picking up her scissors like they hadn't just—like she hadn't just—
"We should probably finish these streamers," Mizuki said cheerfully. "We've got a lot to do before the festival!"
Yuki stared at her, his brain struggling to reboot. She was acting completely normal. Like she hadn't just made him bliss in this room. Like this was just another Tuesday afternoon.
"Yuki-kun?" She tilted her head. "You're spacing out. Did I break you?" She giggled.
"No, I just..." He took a shaky breath. "That was really intense."
"Good intense?" Her eyes were hopeful, almost vulnerable.
"Yeah," Yuki admitted quietly. "Good intense."
Mizuki's smile widened. She went back to cutting paper, humming that same pop song from earlier.
They worked in silence for another hour. Yuki's hands were still trembling slightly, making his cuts uneven. His mind kept replaying what had just happened, his face burning every time.
When the sun started setting, Mizuki stretched and began packing up their supplies.
"We made good progress! The streamers look great!" She turned to him, her expression suddenly serious. "Yuki-kun?"
"Yeah?"
"Are we... are we dating now? Officially?"
Yuki's mouth went dry. "I... I don't know? Do you want to be?"
"Yes." Her answer was immediate, certain. "I really like you. I want to be your girlfriend. If that's okay with you?"
Girlfriend. The word felt huge and terrifying.
"Okay," Yuki heard himself say. "We can... we can try?"
Mizuki's face lit up. She threw her arms around him in a hug, pressing her face into his shoulder. "Thank you! I promise I'll be a really good girlfriend! I'll take care of you and make you happy and—" She pulled back, her eyes shining. "You're mine now, okay? My cute boyfriend."
Mine.
That word again. But said with such sweetness, such joy, that Yuki couldn't find it concerning.
"Okay," he said softly.
They left the classroom together. The hallways were mostly empty now, other prep groups having finished already. At the school gates, Mizuki kissed his cheek.
"Text me tonight?" she asked.
"Okay."
"And Yuki-kun?" Her hand squeezed his. "Don't hang out with that Aiko girl anymore, okay? Now that we're dating, I'd feel weird about it."
Something in Yuki's chest tightened uncomfortably. "But we're just friends—"
"I know, I know! I'm not saying you can't have friends!" Mizuki laughed, but her grip on his hand didn't loosen. "I just mean... one-on-one. The park thing. That kind of stuff. It's too much like a date, you know? i heard some rumors about kissing? And you're my boyfriend now. So it would be weird."
She said it so reasonably, so sweetly, that Yuki nodded before he could really think about it. well kissing someone else while your dating a person was out of the line anyways
"Good!" She kissed him again, longer this time. "I'll see you tomorrow, boyfriend."
She left with a wave, and Yuki stood at the gates trying to process everything.
He had a girlfriend.
He'd just had his first hand job from another person.
He'd completed Quest 4.
He was now Level 5.
And something about Mizuki's smile when she'd said "mine" made his stomach twist in a way that had nothing to do with pleasure. it was fluttering with butterflies
His phone buzzed.
Aiko: Hey! Want to study together again this week? I'm still struggling with chemistry T_T :)
Yuki stared at the message.
Then at Mizuki's contact in his phone, the little heart emoji beside her name.
Don't hang out with that Aiko girl anymore.
He typed back to Aiko: Sorry, I'm pretty busy with festival prep. Maybe another time?
The reply came quickly: Oh... okay! No problem! Let me know if you're free :\
Yuki put his phone away, ignoring the guilt churning in his stomach.
The train ride home was long and quiet. When he got to his apartment, his mother still wasn't back. He heated up more leftover curry, took a scalding hot shower, and collapsed into bed.
The Status Window appeared when he focused on it:
[◈ STATUS WINDOW ◈]
NAME: Nakamura Yuki
AGE: 17
LEVEL: 5
TITLE: None
STATISTICS:
APPEAL: 12
STRENGTH: 4
DEXTERITY: 6
CONFIDENCE: 8
TECHNIQUE: 0
STAMINA: 15 (+5 from Stamina Enhancement)
CHARM: 14 (+5 from Charm Aura) = 19
ADAPTABILITY: 14
EXPERIENCE: 425 / 600 XP
LUST POINTS: 350 LP
ACTIVE SKILLS:
Charm Aura (Level 1) - Passive
Desire Manifestation (Level 1) - Active
Body Sensitivity Enhancement - Passive
Stamina Enhancement - Passive
QUESTS: 0 Active
UNALLOCATED STAT POINTS: 8
He dismissed it without allocating points. Couldn't focus on that right now.
His phone buzzed. Mizuki.
Mizuki: I can't stop thinking about you 💕
Mizuki: You were so perfect today
Mizuki: I'm so happy you're mine :)
Mine.
Yuki turned off his phone and buried his face in his pillow.
Five quests down. Five to go.
And for the first time, he wasn't sure if completing them would be a challenge, maybe the lust system was really corruption him
Dummy Yuki dummy!!