The End of Class(JackOLantern)

But the question was, how should I approach Ikaruga? I closed my eyes and folded my arms, thinking very carefully about this. I was pretty confident that once we actually started talking I wouldn’t immediately scare her away, I wasn’t that much of a weirdo.

“Excuse me, Hizan-san?”

The problem was approaching her. Could I really just walk up to her and be like “hi, we’ve been in the same class for weeks now, and I know you’re the class representative, but I’m just now getting around to introducing myself to you”. That seemed kinda awkward.

“Um… Hizan-san?”

I mean, I knew she was really nice so at the very least she wouldn’t react poorly. Wait, was someone talking to me? I opened my eyes again to see glorious cleavage in front of my desk. I nearly jumped out of my seat.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” I knew the voice that was attached to those breasts. It looked like all of my thinking just now was for naught, Ikaruga had approached me. “It’s time for gym, the rest of the class has already left.”

I looked around, sure enough the class was empty. “Oh, sorry, I guess I must have dozed off. Thank you for letting me know Ikaruga-san.” I bowed my head and stood up from my desk.

“Um, actually I would like to speak to you about something, Hizan-san.”

Well, this was good. I didn’t even have to find something to talk about it seemed. “Sure, what’s up?”

“Our teachers have expressed some concern about your grades. This year especially they seem to be lagging behind the rest of the class. As the class representative I feel somewhat responsible.” Now that she was kind of lecturing me I let my eyes wander to her breasts again. The new rule about clothing was possibly the best idea I ever had. Quite literally it looked like her nipple was going to escape the cloth at any second.

“I’m sorry, Ikaruga-san, I never intended for you to get dragged into my issues like this.”

“R-regardless of intent,” She began, apparently noticing my staring and not knowing what to do with the compliment, “when one of the students in this class falls behind it reflects poorly on me. As the representative it’s my duty to make sure everyone is doing the best they can.”

“I’ll try to do better then.” I say, this time looking back into her eyes so I can at least look like I’m serious.

Ikaruga shakes her head. “No. I’ve been told that one too many times by students who never actually end up bettering themselves. That’s why I am going to take it upon myself to help you. I would like to tutor you every day after class.”

Seriously? I was almost positive I didn’t write anything about this in the rulebook. Does that mean she would have offered to tutor me even if I never found the rulebook? My life was already going to change for the better. This really was my lucky day.

“Oh, uh, I don’t want to be a bother. There’s no reason you should risk your own grades and free time on my behalf.” I was acting humble and nice, but on the inside, I was jumping for joy. This was the best possible thing I could have asked for, save for Ikaruga just outright confessing. This way I'd have an excuse to talk to her at least on a regular basis.

“Nonsense. It’s part of my duty. Today after class, I want you to remain the classroom with me to study. We’re going to do this daily until your grades improve.” She was speaking with confidence, and from anyone else her words would have made her sound like a bit of a nag. But there was compassion and determination in her voice that made it seem much **** coming from her.

“Okay then, I’ll do it.” I didn’t want to just agree to this for nothing, though. “But on one condition.”

She said nothing, but cocked an eyebrow curiously and folded her arms, pushing her breasts up a bit. I could just barely see the edge of one of her areolae desperately trying to escape its fabric prison.

“I appreciate that you’re helping me succeed academically, but doing so will make it more challenging to pursue my artistic dreams.” This was kinda bullshit, but it was all for effect. “I’ll agree to do this if you agree to also help me with those pursuits in order to make up for the lost time.”

She did look genuinely concerned about this, maybe even a little guilty. “I um, I’m not really all that great at drawing…” She says, awkwardly trying to look anywhere but my eyes.

“That’s fine, you don’t need to be able to draw to help me. If you were to model for me, though, that would be a great help.” And there it was. I knew I technically didn’t have to go through all that to get her to agree, all I needed to do was ask and she would do it thanks to the new rule I made. But with this set up I made her want to do it, which may work to my benefit.

“Oh! I suppose I can do that. But only after we finish studying, okay?” She was blushing now, understandably. Being a live model for someone’s artwork was certainly embarrassing at first.

“Sounds like a plan.”

“We should get going. I’ll see you after gym class.” For some reason, Ikaruga always had gym class elsewhere in the school. Some sort of advanced learning program, likely due to her talents for kendo.

“Yeah, I’ll see you later Ikaruga-san.” I watched as she left the class, paying extra attention to her barely-covered butt and thighs as she did. I realized only after she was gone that I never actually groped her. I had actually forgot that I had made a rule that made it not only okay, but enjoyable. Maybe I could adjust that rule or add a new rule to allow for more opportunities.

For once in my life, I was actually excited about gym class, mostly because I now had the power to rewrite the rules about changing rooms. With a devilish grin I brandished my pencil and auxiliary notebook, getting ready to have some real fun.