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The cafeteria was dark, just as it was every morning. After all, Tenko got up early for her breakfast to maximize the time in her day. Except it was especially dark this morning. Yes, the electricity still worked, but this darkness came over Tenko as she looked back in the kitchen to see… well, an empty room with no Ultimate Maid in sight. That’s right, Kirumi was punished the previous day for her unmentionable crime. Just remembering that image of the graceful maid plummeting to her death sent shivers down Tenko’s spine.
She sighed and took a seat in the corner of the room. Kirumi wasn’t there to cook breakfast that morning, so she knew she would have to fend for herself at some point, but first she had to clear her head. ‘This isn’t happening,’ she thought, ‘first Kaede and now Kirumi? I would never in a million years think any of these women could kill another person, male or otherwise, but here we are, two of them already did it…’
Her mind raced for hours. Her head was cupped in her hands and she didn’t even notice when another person joined her in the cafeteria. And then another. And then another. When she next looked up, almost everyone was there, sitting in silence. One, two, three, four… Eight people! ‘Only eight?’ she thought. ‘Well, we’ve already lost four, and Kokichi and the robot don’t eat with the rest of us, so that leaves…’
“Ya-ha! Oh, Tenko! Come over here!” Tenko could recognize that disgustingly cheerful voice anywhere.
“Angie…” she looked over to the artist with gritted teeth. She wasn’t anywhere near as happy to see her as Angie was; she had found it hard to talk to her ever since Himiko started spouting off about ‘Atua’s greatness,’ or whatever she called it. Speaking of, where was-
“Excuuuuuse me! Earth to Tenko! Come in Tenko!” Angie held her hands on Tenko’s cheeks, causing the aikido master to return from the land of her thoughts. “Could you do us all a favor and check on Himiko? We know she runs late, but she is never this late. Atua would appreciate it if you would look after her for some time.”
“Me? What about you? You two have been all buddy-buddy for a few days now; wouldn’t you be better to see her?”
“In the grander scheme of things, it would be best if you saw her. Atua knows your mind is plagued with darkness right now, and He knows that the only light you see brighter than His is Himiko’s. We both think you will feel better after seeing her.” She released her hands from Tenko’s face and gave her a warm smile.
Tenko was flabbergasted. Was Angie really worried about Himiko and thought she was the best for the job? Or was there something more nefarious afoot? Tenko couldn’t tell, nobody could understand what went on behind that bright, shining smile, but she didn’t care; if her Himiko was feeling unwell, then by god, Tenko was gonna help her. “Sure, you can count on me!” And with that, Tenko ran off with renewed vigor to the mage’s room.
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‘At first, it had to be a fluke.
The devilish stuffed bear threatened to kill everyone in the school if nobody committed murder. They were all doomed anyway. There was nothing they could do. Kaede, as sweet and pure as she was, murdered Rantaro and paid the ultimate price for it. She took the bullet for the 14 remaining survivors so that they might have a chance to live. Surely that would be the last one. Surely nobody else in their group would stoop so low as to kill another human being.
Except that’s exactly what happened. Kirumi, the young woman that took care of almost everyone there, cooking, cleaning, and whatever else these traumatized Ultimates needed, killed Ryoma. She betrayed everyone there for her own selfish goals, putting into question all the trust they had thought they built up with their companions. And the body… revealed during that show… it was awful…’
These were the thoughts running through Himiko’s mind the morning after Kirumi’s trial. This living nightmare was tearing her apart, and not even the light Angie introduced her to was helping. All she could do was lie in bed, clutching onto her pillow, and cry. And she did. She cried and cried and cried… she couldn’t tell how much time had passed. Well, not any more than usual, at least.
“W-What do I dooo? Was K-Kirumi lying? Was K-Kaede lying? Is Angie l-lying? Is everyone lying?!” She shoved her face into her pillow and cried until her eyes ran dry.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. With most of her trust for anyone out the window, Himiko assumed that there was someone there to kill her, and after already losing a quarter of the group, she didn’t care anymore. She grabbed her hat and opened the door, fully accepting whatever would happen to her.
Except nothing did. Tenko stood at the doorway, looking down at the redhead’s face, or at least trying to; her hat covered most of it. Beneath the hat, however, Tenko could see Himiko biting her lip and tears spilling onto the floor. Clearly, she was taking the loss a lot worse than Tenko did. While she normally wouldn’t dare touch Himiko without permission, this time she just stretched out her arm and reassuringly placed it on her shoulder.
“...Nyeh?” Himiko questioned through her sniffling. She looked up and tipped her hat back to see Tenko, seeming quite scared. Well, at least her fears about being killed were quelled;there was no way Tenko of all people would go to her room to kill her..
“Hey, Himiko… uhhh, you’re missing breakfast. The others are in there waiting for you. Well, not all the others; Kokichi and Kiibo aren’t there, but everyone else is.”
“...Kirumi’s not there. Kaede’s not there. Rantaro and Ryoma aren’t there, either...” the mage replied, retreating back into her room.
‘Shoot, that was a poor choice of words.’ Without asking, Tenko followed her inside and shut the door so they could be alone. “Hey… don’t talk like that. We’re gonna get through this, alright? We will. Even if it’s just the two of us.”
“...” Himiko plopped down onto her bed and sighed. This would be a tough battle to fight; one could even say it’s not worth the effort - a pain, even - but maybe it’ll help Tenko understand. “Why should I trust you?” she quipped.
Tenko sat down next to her, but jumped a little when she was met by that sudden outburst. “Because I care about you, Himiko, you should know that by now. I really, really do.”
“What if it’s a lie? W-What if… it’s been a big lie since day 1? Y-You’ve been publicly showing everyone that you l-like me… just to earn their trust. If you k-kill me… they’ll never vote for you! It’s the perfect crime!” Himiko, of course, knew that was wrong, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t done crying, and this was enough to turn the waterworks back on.
Tenko was dumbstruck. She was too kind-hearted to think of something that malicious so far in advance. All she could do was rub Himiko’s back and whisper a comforting “there, there” into her ear.
The mage shuddered, not used to this physical contact. The only other time she’d really been touched was one time Kokichi tripped her in the hallway; nobody’s ever tried to comfort her quite like Tenko was doing. It made her feel… good.
“S-Sorry!” Tenko took her hand away, sensing she did the absolute wrong thing there, when she couldn’t be further from the truth. She sat there looking at her own lap for a little bit until she felt Himiko’s smaller hand reach back for her own, holding it for a moment before placing it on her leg.
“I’m sorry, Tenko… I shouldn’t have been so mean to you,” the redhead confessed. “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do. Kaede and Kirumi were the two people I thought I could trust the most, but now… who do I tru-”
“ME!”
Tenko’s shout physically pushed Himiko back, making her fall onto her back, still looking at the other girl. Her enthusiasm didn’t seem like a lie, and even though she didn’t exactly need protection from all the boys like Tenko would propose, at least her heart is in the right place. Maybe placing trust in Tenko isn’t such a bad idea after all. Himiko slowly spread her arms. “Ok… Tenko? Can I have… c-can I have…”
Tenko just sat there, waiting for Himiko to finish. “It’s okay, Himiko, no rush. What did you want?”
Himiko took a deep breath and finally asked “Can I have a hug?”
The aikido master nodded and got up, outstretching her hands to pick Himiko up and bring her in close for the biggest, tightest hug in her life. Himiko really, really felt safe. Between her strong arms, her hair that smelled of a nice workout, her soft… breasts… rubbing against her chin…
“N-Nyeh… w-what a pain…” And here came one of the many reasons she never interacted much with Tenko, or really left her room in the first place. Sure, Tenko’s energy drained a lot of her MP which could only be restored in her bed, but whenever the mage encountered one of the many attractive girls around here, there was always an unpleasant… reaction going on in her lower body. And despite it being contained under multiple layers of clothing, it didn’t go unnoticed by Tenko.
“E-Ehhh? Himiko… do you have some kind of… weapon on you?” Of course Tenko’s thoughts would immediately go there; murder wasn’t exactly uncommon in this school. But her thoughts would momentarily be quelled when Himiko attempted to explain herself.
“No… that’s my m-magic wand…”
“Oh, okay… wait! But Himiko, you didn’t use a wand when you did your magic show! I thought your magic came from inside you!”
“It does…” wanting to explain further, Himiko, the girl with zero social awareness, wiggled out of Tenko’s hug and went to tug down her pantyhose. “I use my magic wand to restore my MP…”
“Himiko, stop!” She grabbed onto Himiko’s hands. As much as she’s dreamed about this moment in her bed (which, admittedly, was a bit too much), she didn’t want Himiko to do this when she wasn’t ready, but lo and behold…
“Tenko… I’m trusting you… you have to trust me now, ok?” It was clear Himiko was nervous about this from the way she was clenching onto her pantyhose, but just as Himiko asked, Tenko would agree to her terms, signified by a nod and releasing the mage’s hands.
In complete silence, Himiko slowly lowered her pantyhose, skirt, and eventually, panties, giving the aikido master a look at her “magic wand,” as she put it. “Here it is… my magic wand… the source of my power… Nyeh……” This entire time, beneath Himiko’s calm exterior and poofy skirt was a raging 7 inch erection, pulsing and throbbing with lust.
Tenko recoiled just a bit, surprised her darling Himiko was sporting a degenerate male’s equipment, but she remembered Himiko was trusting her, so she returned to a neutral stance. “H-Himiko… is that thing… real?”
Himiko nodded in return. “It’s all real… and sometimes, when it gets like this, I have to… cleanse it, or the black magic would overpower me… I know I’m supposed to do it alone and keep it to myself, but I trust you, Tenko…” She looked up expectantly at Tenko, past her big, soft breasts and at her pretty, smooth face.
Allured by the mage’s words, Tenko was very conflicted. She knew what Himiko was not so subtly asking of her, but she didn’t know what to do. On one hand, there was a dirty cock on Himiko’s groin, just like all the degenerate males had, and there was no way she would ever touch one in her life. But on the other… it was her darling Himiko, looking up at her with puppy-dog eyes - ok, it was her normal, almost apathetic expression, but the point stands - allowing herself to be vulnerable in her time of need. And when she thinks of it that way, how could Tenko say no?
Tenko slowly reached out, took Himiko’s hat away, and pat her on the head. Despite what one would think knowing Himiko’s mostly sedentary lifestyle, her short red hair was incredibly soft to the touch, very clean. The head pats made the mage giggle with glee, easing some of the tension Tenko was storing. “Alright, Himiko, I know you need some help. What can I do for you?”
Without saying a word, both from nerves and distraction, Himiko’s gaze moved down from Tenko’s face to the two mounds on her chest, the only bits of fat on her fit body. She made some grabby motions with her hands, and Tenko immediately knew what was going to happen next. She removed the ribbon and buttons from her top, allowing her to slip out of it with only a white tank top underneath. Only a white tank top, because if the bumps in it didn’t give it away, when she raised the top above her chest, there was no bra underneath; it was just her perky C cup breasts.
Himiko watched her strip out of her top in awe. Her own chest, of course, didn’t compare to Tenko’s, so it was truly amazing to see real bare breasts for the first time. She practically drooled as she stood there, and her cock also gave a reaction by beading some precum and extending another inch.
She finally got the tank top over her head and tossed it aside before looking back at Himiko again who was motionless. “Uh… Himiko?” She waved her hand in front of the mage’s face to get her attention. “Y-You still there?”
“Yep! I’m here!” She snapped back in focus and lay down on her bed again, motioning for Tenko to follow suit, which she obliged. She crawled up to Himiko’s body and sat on her shins, letting the redhead do as she pleased.
Letting her instincts take over, Himiko met with her partner and raised her hands, pressing them against Tenko’s breasts. They were so soft and didn’t offer much resistance. She had the freedom to knead them, to squeeze them, to flick the nipples, and she did just that. Tenko, meanwhile, sat there and let Himiko do her thing. “Y-You really like boobs, Himi-ngggg…” she groaned a little when Himiko flicked her nipple, apparently quite sensitive. “Is this all you n-need?”
Himiko shook her head, wanting more from her. When she finally had her fill with Tenko’s chest with her hands, she lay back and wordlessly pointed at her throbbing cock. Tenko fulfilled her desire and, with a small sigh, spread her breasts apart to slip Himiko’s dick inside. “N-Nyehhh…” she groaned. This was much better than just using her hand. Tenko’s breasts moved up and down her length, slowly slathering it in the precum spilling out the head. “F-Feels good, Tenkooo…”
“Good, anything for you, my darling Himiko!” If this was making her happy, it would all be worth it in the end. She always thought having these breasts made life harder. They were uncomfortable, they flopped around during training, and got her so many catcalls, but now she could use them for her closest friend. “If there’s anything I can do-”
“Faster!”
Tenko nodded and sped up her titfuck. She didn’t really know what she was doing, all she had to go off was the whispers she overheard from boys and Himiko’s groans of bliss. Not even her fat tits could contain Himiko’s length, though, as it was able to pierce through her fleshy cavern. Using her boobs was one thing, but using her mouth crossed a line in her mind, so she shut her eyes and continued the boobjob. Because of this, she would be shocked when Himiko moaned louder and higher as her cock pulsed and shot out rope after rope of cum into her face. “Eeeep! Himiko, you-” in her panicked shouts, Tenko’s mouth was filled with Himiko’s hot, white spunk. Although bitter, Tenko’s natural instinct was to swallow it all, but she kept her mouth and eyes closed as Himiko continued her orgasm.
Himiko was in heaven. Releasing her load on Tenko’s face felt so good, she could feel her MP begin to restore from this cleansing. “N-Nyehhhh…” When her orgasm died down, she sat up and wiped some of the cum off Tenko’s face, immediately caring for her. “Are you okay?”
“Hah… I’m fine, Himiko… nothing like this can phase me; I’m so much stronger than that!” She laughed triumphantly, thinking she conquered Himiko’s cock when she couldn’t be further from the truth. When she pulled her breasts away, it was still rock hard and leaking her spunk down to the base. “O-Oh…”
The mage hid her face behind her hands, ashamed of how dirty she was, but that signalled Tenko to pat her head again. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, we’re not done yet! Now come on, tell me what you want. How can I help? I’m here to make it all better.”
Himiko could feel the emotion behind her promise, so with renewed vigor she grabbed Tenko’s sides and kissed her. It was a long kiss, her first kiss, a lovely kiss. Tenko made her feel so safe and loved, so it was only natural for her to return the gesture by giving her what she wanted this whole time.
Tenko nearly fell over in shock. She never expected this kind of energy from Himiko, let alone such a romantic expression. She liked this kiss and returned it, but deep down she knew the truth: Himiko was just doing this for her. She didn’t really return her feelings; this was just a way to make her feel better. After all, why would Himiko like a girl like her? She’s noisy, she’s invasive, she’s feisty, she-
“I love you, Tenko.”
Tenko was snapped out of her trance by this simple declaration. It was just four words, but they meant so much to her. It was like a magic spell that filled her heart with warmth and her stomach with butterflies. She opened her eyes and looked at Himiko, her face smeared with sticky cum from their kiss and eyes with a blazing fire inside.
“I… I-I love you too, Himiko!” She nearly tackled the mage in a hug; she needed to be close to her right now. Her boobs pressed against the smaller girl’s chest and her stomach was being painted in more of her cum, but that didn’t matter to her. She just needed time to embrace the girl she loved. “W-What should I do now?”
In return, Himiko guided Tenko over to the head of her bed, lying her down on her back. “Just let me take care of this.” She got between the martial artist’s legs and removed her skirt, her panties following soon after. As much as Tenko didn’t want to admit it, she was extremely aroused by this situation, as seen by the wet spots in her discarded panties. Now Tenko was completely nude, and while Himiko still wore her usual outfit, sans skirt and pantyhose, they both completely bore themselves to the other.
With shaky hands, Himiko gripped her dick and carefully pressed it against Tenko’s entrance and, after a reassuring nod from Tenko, slowly pushed inside. “N-Nyehhh…” she moaned. The sheer pleasure of just being inside Tenko’s tight pussy overwhelmed her; how could she do any more?
Tenko fared similarly to Himiko, groaning as her virginity was being taken. “Shhhhit…” Himiko’s fat cock was spreading her inner walls apart, a completely new sensation for her. “D-Don’t stop, Himiko, you can goooOOOOO!” Her affirmation convinced Himiko to grip her hips and shove the rest of the way inside. Yes, she may have encouraged her to do so, but that doesn’t mean it hurt any less.
Himiko allowed Tenko to get used to this feeling before pulling back and then quickly thrusting back in, the full force of her cock pressing against Tenko’s womb. This was a million times better than the boobjob she just got; her damp insides provided even more pleasure for her dick than her chest ever could.
The thrusting started to pick up now, and one thing both girls liked about the other was their expressions. Tenko thought Himiko was so cute with her determined face; she never expressed so much desire to do her best before, and it was adorable how much she wanted to please Tenko. Tenko, on the other hand, had a face of absolute euphoria. Her mouth gaped open, her tongue hanging out, her skin was all red and sweaty, she really looked like a whore. Himiko knew that wasn’t the case, but the thought of it was so arousing, it drove her to pummel her insides faster and faster, harder and harder. Her hips crashed into Tenko’s until they were completely red, even her balls were smacking into her. The leftover cum was lubricating her cock, allowing her to slip in and out with the greatest of ease. Even Tenko’s breasts were getting into the action, as with every thrust, they would flop back and forth with the rest of Tenko’s body.
Ultimately, though, Himiko’s low stamina would come back to bite her, as after just a few minutes of fucking, her cock would erupt again, filling Tenko’s pussy with her potent seed. “NGH! TENKOOOO! I’M C-CUMMING!” she cried, painting her insides white with cum. Tenko would react with an orgasm of her own, covering her cock in her love juices. This really drained her; she had never felt this exhausted even after the most strenuous of workouts.
Himiko rode out her orgasm for about another minute, still thrusting and blasting rope after rope of cum inside Tenko, until she had enough. “Ngh… Ngh… Nyehhhhhhh…” she panted, struggling to hold herself up. Finally, her cock would soften and Himiko felt truly cleansed. Rather than draining her, this filled her with so much energy she was able to give Tenko the biggest hug ever.
“I love you, Tenko” she again told her, and yet again, she didn’t get a response. This time, Tenko was knocked out cold from using all her energy here. She would lay in Himiko’s bed, her pussy full of cum, and she would be okay with that. Sensing Tenko wouldn’t be getting up any time soon, Himiko gave her a peck on the cheek then went to shower and get dressed for the day.
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“Nya-hahaha! So, Himiko has returned to us, and she looks better than ever! It must have been Atua’s blessing that healed her soul!” Angie smiled with glee and gave Himiko one of her trademarked hugs when she came into the cafeteria.
“Nyeh… hi, Angie.” Himiko did feel Angie’s warmth, but this time, there was another feeling that overpowered it. She knew that she was safe. She knew that she was loved. She truly felt like with Angie, and now Tenko by her side, nothing could keep her down.