School Is Important Too

I didn't know how I didn't turn into goo.

I had somehow gotten through some of the classes, even though it felt like no one could focus on the lessons. Every girl seemed to find time to stare at me throughout the lectures with some of them whispering to each other. The teachers tried keeping their attention but had ultimately given up and just kept on with the lesson, for those that weren't too interested in the surprise transfer student.

And I was sat right behind Honoka the whole time too. From what I could see of her she was quite stiff and fidgety. I was almost certain that I knew why that was. It felt like she really wanted to look behind her but couldn't work up the nerve. Even her friends Umi and Kotori were stealing glances at me.

I tried to focus on the lessons myself but all this attention, all this curiosity, was getting to me. I couldn't help but to bask in the experience. The school-life experience that all boys longed for. As embarrassing as all the attention and curiosity may be.

And now it was lunchtime and all the curiosity had boiled over.

"Hey, what school are you from?"

"Why did you transfer?"

"How did you even get in?"

"Want to eat lunch together?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Got any hobbies?"

I was surrounded by almost half the class and was being bombarded with a scary amount of questions. And I wasn't sure if I could answer all of them as quickly as they seemed to ask them. I did try my best though. I wanted the class to have a good impression of me, even though I could just use the earrings to make them like me. I felt that some things I had to do on my own. As much as my face wanted to burn the skin off of it with how hot it was getting. These many girls, all directing their attention onto me, had a part of me squirming and wanting to run away.

At some point in the questioning I tried looking around for Honoka and her friends but they seemed to have left the classroom. I was tempted to go and find them but decided not to. There would be plenty of time to get close to them after school.

The interrogation continued for a while but they seemed to be running out of steam. The number of questions decreased and it seemed I could breathe again. It was during one of their questions when I felt my stomach rumble, too low for them to hear.

I was hungry but soon realised that I hadn't brought any food with me. But that was a good thing. Because all these girls seemed willing to eat with me and they seemed to have brought their own boxed lunches. Which meant...

"It's normal for girls to offer to feed me some of their food if I eat with them at school." I mumbled, so that the questioning girls didn't hear.

I was going to eat like a king today.

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"Say "Ahhh,"" Said a long haired girl to my right. She held an egg roll with her chopsticks and was offering it up to me.

"Ahhh-mph," I ate into the egg roll she offered. "Hmm, that's real good."

"Really?" The long-haired girl asked, eye's bright.

I nodded. I couldn't remember her name, even though she must have given it before we started eating. I thought that I could be forgiven since there were four other girls seated around me trying to get my attention and feed me.

"I'm glad." Long-hair said. I'm going to guess that her name was Mizuki. I might be wrong. That could have been the girl across from me. "Want to try a-"

"Hey, Miho! We were taking turns, remember?" The girl on my left exclaimed. So, the long-haired girl wasn't Mizuki?

"Fine..." Miho grumbled. She lowered a piece of chicken back down to her lunchbox.

This time the girl who spoke up offered me an octopus sausage. "I didn't make it but I hope you like it."

I couldn't remember this girl's name either and I promptly gave up trying to get all their names straight. I figured that it would come with time. I did have this year and next year to get to know everyone.

"Ahhh..."

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It was back to lesson time and I thought that it would be for the best if I had both earrings on. The girls were too distracted with me being there and I didn't want to be the one to stop them from studying. Plus, I was able to have a little fun now that I had both earrings in again.

There's nothing quite like being able to walk around the class and look up all the girls skirts with everyone ignoring me. Gives me a thrill every time.

Of course, I also did my studying. Not that I needed to what with that ability to solve all my problems right in my earlobes. But in case I should ever lose them I felt that I needed to have a basic education to fall back on.

But then, I already made the Normality where I didn't have to pay for anything. Does that also mean that I could even "buy" a house? Or even go overseas without spending a yen? Was I already set for life?

Well damn.

I really didn't need school.

But...

Not completing my three years of high school would seem weird to me. What else would I be doing? Besides chasing girls that is.

I could... see the world, I guess. Or make the world a better place. But that wouldn't take too long would it? The earrings would make that the easiest thing to do.

Or I could have a mansion built using the money of rich and greedy politicians from around the world. I could have my harem live there and I would spend my days being balls-deep in someone.

Or I could stop thinking about these weird things in the middle of class.

I sighed and got back to doing some work. Mostly out of habit than anything else.

---

Classes just ended for the day and I was just scrolling through my contacts list on my phone. I had acquired a few more "friends" today. Including those girls I was eating lunch with. That made seven new contacts.

I was just noticing that there was in fact a Mizuki in the bunch when I heard a, "Look, look, look!"

I looked up and saw that Honoka had lumped what looked like a few magazines on Kotori's desk across from me. It looked like both Umi and Kotori were talking before Honoka interrupted, and now were looking at the magazines, that I could barely see from my angle, in confusion.

"They're idols! Idols!" She said, positively brimming with excitement.

Idols? Is she into that kind of thing? I mean, sure some of those groups made good music but I never really got into them myself.

After Umi's and Kotori's initial confusion Honoka opened up one of the magazines and started spouting things off.

"These girls are from a high school in Osaka, and these are School Idols from Fukuoka!" She said, lifting the magazine so that they could get a better look at the pages. Pages that I still couldn't see.

School... Idols? Did she really say School Idols? Is that a thing? They make 'em in schools now?

"School Idols have been on the rise recently, and schools with popular idols have been getting more prospective students!" She explained.

Ah. So it was a recent thing. No wonder I hadn't heard of it. Maybe I should ask Airi if she knew about it.

"So I thought..." Honoka began, before realising that Umi had walked off. "Huh?"

It was pretty funny how she was able to get up from her chair and walk out of the classroom before Honoka even noticed that she wasn't there. Now, I just sat there with my elbow on my desk and my chin in my hand as I watched Honoka run to the door at the back of the room. I quickly realised that these antics were going to be a common thing.

"Umi-chan, I'm not finished yet." Honoka complained. Kotori had also got up and followed the other two to the door.

I couldn't see Umi-chan but I could hear her hesitant response. "I have something I need to do..."

Not likely...

"I had a good idea, so listen!" Honoka whined.

"You're going to say we should be School Idols, aren't you?" I heard Umi-chan say. Ooh, sharp as ever I see.

Honoka gasped and backed into the edge of the door, shock on her face. "Umi-chan, are you psychic?!"

I face-palmed.

"Anyone could deduce that!"

Too true.

Honoka moved away from the doorway and out of my sight.

"That makes things easy, then." I heard her say in a somewhat sweet tone of voice.

I decided to get up too since I couldn't really see what was happening.

"Let's go to the teachers and form an Idol club..." Honoka was saying.

I got to the doorway just as Umi said, "I decline your offer."

I could now see that Honoka had her arm around Umi's shoulders. But now, upon hearing Umi's refusal Honoka shifted to looking her in the face while her own face looked dissatisfied. "Why?"

Umi stood resolute and didn't answer.

"But they're so cute." Somehow Honoka still had one of the School Idol magazines in hand and brought the pictures of two groups up in front of her. As if that would sweeten the deal. "They're so sparkly. You could never wear those clothes normally!"

"Do you really think that will attract more students?" Umi finally spoke up sharply, sounding quite annoyed.

"Well... not unless we're popular." Came Honoka's hesitant reply in the face of an angry Umi.

"The School Idols in that magazine have worked just as hard and seriously as professionals. Someone doing this only out of curiosity, like you, would never be successful." Umi-chan, the Realist, explained.

"Let me be clear. No idols." Umi said with finality.

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Damn... Umi was quite the strict, straight-laced girl. Even with her friends. But it's not like I didn't agree with her. Becoming an idol sounded like quite the hassle. And that whole idol culture was something that I didn't really agree with in general.

For a country that had an aging population with fewer and fewer people dating, getting married and having kids, it then goes and encourages large groups of people to dedicate themselves to an idol to the point where they swear off dating. That didn't make any sense.

Heck, they even expected the idols themselves to remain single so that their fans will still like them.

What, did the fans think that they had a chance with them? Come on, a fantasy should only go so far. Even celebrities in other countries could date. Sure everyone gossiped about it and tossed around their opinions but they never had the right to control their dating life. Because that's exactly what it seemed like here. That the fans controlled the idols' right to date. The idol would sign away a piece of their freedom for a bit of fame. All they had to do was ignore their very basic human need for companionship.

So bizarre. And counter-intuitive.

But nice music though.

A shame that a lot of it was too cutesy for me.

And Honoka wanted to be an idol...

It was to save a school though. Those were good intentions. But they wouldn't get rid of the root problem.

The problem being: there not being enough people.

You could attract prospective students with the whole School Idol gimmick. You definitely could. But then what about other schools? They would then lose out on prospective students. What then? Should they form a School Idol group to attract students? Then another school would lose out. In a declining population prospective students aren't exactly coming out of the woodwork. Some school was always going to lose. Maybe even a few.

And getting people to idolise these girls would only perpetuate the trend.

I heaved a sigh. There I go again, thinking about heavy topics. Topics that probably had nothing to do with me.

I really should go back to being a hormone ridden teen with the powers of a god on the ends of my ears.

Right now I was walking around the courtyard, since those three girls had split off, with Umi going to her club, and the other two going off somewhere. I wasn't sure if I wanted to follow Honoka or not. After what happened I thought that maybe she would want to be alone.

Not that these earrings would allow her to be bothered by my presence. But still I thought I'd be a decent human being and not...

How do I finish that sentence? "...and not randomly fuck her while she ignores me." Yeah that's real decent. Also, that was one of the most strangest sentences I've ever thought of.

Besides, I had made a date with a teacher.

I looked around at the peaceful courtyard with some students walking around here and there. It seemed that even if they didn't have a club the students could stick around for a bit before heading home.

And there was that big ass tree where the girls sat yesterday.

The lawn besides the tree looked inviting but I really wanted to get that "welcome" from my homeroom teacher. I took a deep breath of the courtyard air and exhaled strongly in preparation for the teacher-student relations to come. Heh, heh.

Although, the anticipation had me feeling slightly nervous for some reason. A remnant of my old self's view and expectations of the world, surely. With these earrings I shouldn't be feeling the jitters. I guessed that old habits die hard.

I turned to leave the courtyard and headed towards the faculty office, but noticed two girls that stopped on the path circling the courtyard. Seeing them gave me an idea.

I walked up to them. One had her back to me while the other could definitely see me approach.

The one who had her back to me had dark hair ending just below her shoulders, while the other girl had short light brown hair that framed her face cutely. I didn't recognise either of them from any of my misadventures, nor were they in my class. These second years were probably in the only other second-year class that the school had.

Man, that's sad every time I think of it.

Anyway, I was thinking that if my body was getting the jitters from pre-sex excitement, too late as it was for that, then all I should do was to do something sexy with these girls to make me more confidant. That made some kind of sense, right?

Right.

I was standing behind the girl with the shoulder-length hair and boldly wrapped my arms around her and grabbed both of her breasts.

I waited for any kind of response, but nothing came besides the barest of glances from the girl facing me. They didn't stop talking at all.

"-so glad that I don't have club today. My mom asked me to get something from the grocery store that’s on special today. If I left after club that special would have ended." The girl I was holding was saying. Her boobs weren't particularly big. But not small either.

"What did she want you to get?" The short haired one asked.

"Just some ingredients for dinner tonight." Grocery-girl was saying, as I squeezed her modest chest.

"Well, why can't she buy them?" Her friend asked.

"Work. Plus, it's on the way home, so whatever." Grocery-girl said, sounding like she didn't mind. I moved my left hand down to her skirt covered butt and squeezed a cheek.

"Mind if I tag along? I don't have much to do today." Short-hair girl said, as my hand went under the skirt to feel her friends panties. "We could stop by the crepe store on the way."

Butts really were awesome. How in the world do butts feel so good to squeeze? It was a mystery that I was determined to uncover. No matter how long it took, or how many butts I had to uncover. And then there were the legs. Hmmm. I let my hand wander lower on this girls body, past her cheeks and along the smooth skin of her thigh. Her legs were slender but with a little bit of meat. I wasn't sure if she was part of some kind of sports club but her leg muscles were slightly toned. God damn.

I loved this power. So damn much. That it could let me go up to any girl and touch her however I wanted... I'm so glad this was no dream. I didn't want to wake up to find that any bit of the last couple days was a lie. That would feel too cruel.

"Sure. I don't mind. I've been wanting something sweet anyway." Grocery-girl gave her assent. I couldn't get enough of the feelings that her legs and butt were giving me. And I knew exactly what I wanted to do next.

I held onto her hips as I knelt down behind her. Her butt coming up to eye-level with me. Her skirt moved gently with a small breeze passing through the courtyard and with the small movements from me kneeling while holding her. I could now see the back of her thighs up close and it was driving me crazy.

The two girls were now talking about crepes, their favourite flavours, and other dessert places they liked. Supposedly giving me enough time to indulge in what was now my favourite dessert.

I took my hands off of the girls hips and grabbed the hem of her skirt. I lifted away the curtain of mysteries to behold the truth that all men seek.

What straight men seek at least.

Right in front of my face was an ass. A girls ass, covered by the thin material of a light blue pair of panties.

Without further ado I thrusted my face in between the cheeks and firmly motorboated that butt. All the while breathing in deeply and nibbling on anything that my mouth came in contact with. Once again there didn't seem to be a reaction from the girls and that only served to spur me on. To motorboat harder. To press more deeply and to rub my cheeks harder against her cheeks.

I pulled away briefly to lower my tongue down to the back of her right knee and licked up from there. My tongue travelled across her smooth thigh all the way back up to her butt cheek and I took a mouthful of ass flesh to suck on.

Could a person get a hickey on their butt? Was that a thing?

Whatever.

A part of me still found it unbelievable that I could do something like this with a stranger. In front of other strangers. Right in the middle of an all-girls school no less. That part of me was still very much apprehensive, despite all the testing I'd done with these earrings.

It seemed like all those years of social conditioning weren't going to go away any time soon.

But right then it didn't matter, because I was in heaven. Social conditioning be damned.

Ass and legs. That's my shit. Unfortunate pun not intended.

And then I remembered the teacher that offered to clean my dong.

Yeah. I should probably wrap up here.

Maybe I could go enjoy Miyama-sensei's fine ass and legs. Yeah that sounded like a plan.

I gave grocery-girl another motorboat for good measure before pulling away. I then got up and felt pumped to eventually be getting it on Miyama-sensei. My earlier jitters had disappeared.

Looks like all I needed was ass and legs. The best medicine for me.

Now to go find more ass and legs.