Ho Fei-yu saw the color returning to Yūshin's face. He glanced at the phantom hovering behind her. It's good to have Crazy Diamond. After a "session" with the girls, he could use its power to alleviate their fatigue.
Yūshin's legs felt lighter. Her breathing was rhythmic now. She kept her eyes on the track, but her peripheral vision stayed on the boy beside her. Looking at his sharp, masculine jawline, the urge to possess him grew stronger.
It frustrated her. Hana-nee was trying to set them up, and she had made her feelings clear, yet "Wood-block" Fei-yu-kun refused to take the next step. Does he really want me to be the one to attack first?!
Ho Fei-yu had no idea what she was thinking. His feelings for Yūshin were complicated. He liked her, obviously. He had decided to stop chasing girls after school started, but he'd met her before that. Plus, her affection for him was at 99—just one step away from the finish line. He couldn't abandon her, but he felt bad about "plucking the flower" just yet, especially since his needs were being met by the other girls. He decided to wait for her to take the lead—it felt a bit scummy, but at least it respected her will.
The two ran side-by-side like a couple in love. This "normie" display was torture for the unathletic otaku trailing behind them. Forced to watch the "dog food" while their bodies screamed in pain, they cursed the couple in their hearts. Die, normies!
Another girl's gaze was fixed on them. She was tall, beautiful, and naturally seductive—the kind of girl whose silhouette alone could make a man's heart race. She had purple hair and long, shapely legs. She frowned at their public display of affection. She thought of her own childhood friend and their deep, albeit restrained, relationship, and felt a surge of disdain for this "cheap" public flirting.
She decided to overtake them. This was Natsuha Shizunomiya. She sat right next to them in class and often saw Yūshin pestering Ho Fei-yu. While she didn't approve of their "mode" of dating, she had to admit they were a good-looking pair. Especially Ho Fei-yu—he was much better looking than the other losers in class. Almost as good as her childhood friend.
She couldn't help but steal a glance at Ho Fei-yu. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the defined six-pack rippling under his tight shirt. Then, her crimson eyes drifted lower. Her breath hitched. Her gaze was locked onto the massive, world-shaking bulge between his legs. Her mouth instantly filled with saliva. She was entranced.
Ho Fei-yu noticed someone running alongside him. He didn't have many friends, so he was curious. He looked over and was immediately hit by the sight of two massive "headlights" bouncing violently with every stride. Even compared to Hana and Akari, these were impressive.
Instinct... just instinct... he told himself. After a few seconds, he looked at her face. It was his desk neighbor, Natsuha Shizunomiya. He remembered her from the class president elections.
Why is she running with me? And why is she staring at my...
Before he could finish the thought, a group of students from another class came chasing each other out onto the track. Ho Fei-yu and Yūshin stepped back to avoid them, but Natsuha was still dazed.
"Watch out!" Yūshin screamed.
Natsuha snapped out of it, but it was too late. They were about to collide. Ho Fei-yu reached out, grabbed Natsuha's arm, and pulled her into his chest to protect her.
"Don't you have eyes? Playing around while people are running is dangerous!" Ho Fei-yu barked at the other students. They apologized profusely and fled.
He turned to the girl in his arms. His hand, wrapped around her waist, felt something incredibly soft. It felt familiar. He instinctively flexed his fingers.
"Pervert!"
A sharp cry came from the girl in his arms. A gust of wind followed as a hand flew toward his face. He caught her soft wrist easily.