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Chapter 6 by DegenLurker DegenLurker

Class 78 has begun to arrive. Kiyotaka, are you ready? Are you confident? Are you ready for the possibility of the Ultimate Idol fucking your brains out?

NO

"That's why Princess Piggles solos the JumpJutsuKaiserverse." Hifumi Yamada spoke as he strode into the classroom, his portly figure contrasting the skinny, pale girl to his right in a lolita-styled outfit who joined him- a mug of milk tea in her hand.

"I see." Celestia Ludenberg replied, in a deeply uninterested tone of voice that Kiyotaka knew expressed irritation at something, even as her eyes flicked to him, and her porcelain smile returned. "Ah, good morning, Kiyotaka. I failed to see you earlier during "wake-up call". Is something amiss?"

"I lost track of time!" The response was too quick and too loud. "Please forgive me!" Regardless, these were the words that flew out of Kiyotaka's mouth at a slightly irritated, still somewhat tired Ludenberg. Hifumi, to his credit, was already moving to his desk rapidly as he moved his large hands around, searching for something as Celestia smiled at the reply.

"It's fine, really. We arrived on time, after all." She murmured, as others began to enter. Aoi Asahina was next, her eyes set firmly on a donut, and- well, she was sticking somewhat to the dress code. Kiyotaka's eyes flicked back upwards to meet her own after a mere second, and she hadn't noticed where his gaze had flitted towards.

Maybe using her as a test subject would have allowed you to actually see what's behind that shirt. Who's to say she wouldn't mind letting those puppies free?

"You seem distracted today." That voice came from behind him.

When had Kyoko Kirigiri entered? Before, or after Aoi? Regardless, she was by his desk now, squinting as she learned towards him. "Are you getting enough sleep?" She continued, seemingly unaware of where his thoughts had been flitting- or of the growing tightness in the front of his school uniform's pants. "You missed multiple points in your own self-appointed schedule, but you don't look sick."

He felt sick to his stomach. Why hadn't he just burnt the book?

Kyoko had already moved to her own desk- but her eyes occasionally flicked towards his own chair. Mukuro was next to file in, and Junko was still out sick according to her. Little conversation was made.

It would have been great if she'd called in. It would have been great if he'd called out.

"Hey!"

No such luck.

Sayaka Maizono filed in with Makoto at her side, her gaze suddenly flitting directly to Kiyotaka's own eyes. "Kiyotaka! We were both just wondering why you didn't show up earlier at the dorms today...are you feeling alright? You look a little pale." She murmured, her beautiful blue eyes pouring over him.

.

Was he hallucinating, or had she just directly looked at his crotch? There were perfectly logical explanations, of course. Perhaps she'd just been looking over the entirety of his body to look for signs of illness. Maybe the boner in his pants was more visible than he thought. Either way, it could have been coincidence.

"Makoto, if it's alright with you, I think I'm going to sit by Kiyotaka today. I don't think anyone's using this desk right now." Sayaka sat next to him, beaming. "I hope this isn't too bothersome!"

"No, not at all." Kiyotaka replied, before he mentally screamed internally.

Looks like class is starting. Who all is left?

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