Chapter 125: Yukinoshita’s Damp Underwear
Chapter 125: Yukinoshita’s Damp Underwear
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Crap!
This was bad! It’s gonna blow!
Did… did it just leak out?!
Didn’t this mean…
Yukinoshita now had one more reason to kill him?
No way! How could this happen?!
Hang in there! You’ve gotta hold it, Yukinoshita!
You can do it, you really can! You absolutely must!
Himekoji couldn’t help but gaze desperately at the space beneath her skirt while cheering her on nonstop inside.
A few droplets were something he could pretend not to notice. But if she accidentally flooded completely, no way would she believe it even if he claimed he was blind.
Himekoji was sure if that happened, a furious Yukinoshita would take him out on the spot.
He might never see tomorrow’s sun…
Actually, even getting a glimpse of tonight’s moon would probably be impossible.
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Her thighs pressed tightly together, Yukinoshita wobbled and nearly toppled over. In panic, she scrambled to grab the wall beside her.
Damn, looks like she was at her limit?
Himekoji hastily glanced at the time—
【Countdown: 57s, 56s, 55s…】
Seriously? Time was crawling!
It felt like this damn urge had lasted two centuries already, but he was told just two minutes had passed?
His own bladder felt ready to burst!
But as if things couldn’t get worse—
【Ding!】
【Quest 2: Whistle! Provoke Yukinoshita’s Urgency!】
Huh? Wait…
Whistle? Make Yukinoshita need to pee?
What the hell?!
As far as Himekoji knew, whistling making you pee was just a conditioned reflex—something learned over time.
Could that possibly mean—
Yukinoshita regularly whistled… during bathroom breaks?
No… No way!
She was a graceful, elegant young lady!
Yukinoshita slipping off her underwear. Yukinoshita whistling. Yukinoshita finally relieving herself…
Damn, that mental image was… weirdly fascinating yet entirely hard to picture!
Heh, too late; his brain already painted the whole picture.
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【Esteemed user, time is running out! If no whistling is heard within three seconds, the System will mark this quest failed!】
Failed? Screw that, you lousy system!
He cursed internally, but his body obediently played along anyway.
Puckering his lips, Himekoji whistled with practiced ease while casually rising from the floor.
After all, lying down wasn’t comfortable—though he did get an eyeful below the skirt…
Besides, the tiles were cold! And craning his neck to stare up at Yukinoshita? No dignity left for Himekoji Akito at all.
Well… assuming he actually ever had any dignity.
Getting back up meant no more tugging her ankle—so his grabby hands naturally aimed for Yukinoshita’s arm instead.
The move, paired with that crisp, lingering whistle, just oozed sleazy mischief.
“THUD!”
A heavy crash landed on the tiles—
Poor Himekoji had only just gotten to his feet before finding himself flat on his back again in seconds.
Apparently, the floor truly was where he belonged.
Speaking of which, was Yukinoshita’s Aikido just theatrics?
Against him, it worked 100% in under a second?
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“You… are you done?”
Strangely, the whistle sounded like it was working. Yukinoshita’s body trembled uncontrollably. Her face, perpetually distant like frozen peaks, twisted with pain—a rare sight almost as if she was struggling to endure something awful.
Her abdomen contracted as she slowly sank into a crouch, slamming both hands onto the hem of her skirt without a second’s break.
“S-stop it! You… you disgusting pervert!”
This was no longer her signature cold, detached voice—her words literally shook.
This sort of… pathetic Yukinoshita?
Not tough, not forceful, not… imposing at all.
Words like “superior,” “untouchable flower,” “distant,” “aloof”—right now? They felt completely alien when looking at this girl crouched desperately on the floor, fighting humiliation and near-accident.
Just what had he done?
Himekoji suddenly felt disgusted by this quest.
But then again, plenty of his forced choices felt vile. Yet one after another, he obeyed without hesitation anyway.
For this reason, or that reason.
To survive, for rewards, or plain selfishness. Himekoji was selfish after all, so he would stay selfish this time too.
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The whistle’s crisp echoes spilled across the empty restroom—long and crystal-clear, without pause.
Yukinoshita fought herself desperately, hanging by a thread!
But Himekoji wasn’t doing any better.
Blowing a tune while emptying his own bladder just so happened to be a hobby of Himekoji Akito too…
It dawned on him: this quest really was something that doomed them both!
Come on, let’s hurt each other!
Yukinoshita had even stopped dreaming about running to the women’s restroom to take care of her needs.
Because, even on the short path of just over ten steps from the men’s restroom to the women’s restroom, she absolutely could not make it safely.
Yukinoshita Yukino leaned against the wall and moved carefully in a crouch, not daring to stand up or take big steps, afraid that a stumble might make her “lose control.”
Himekoji was not able to stop her either, as he was in trouble himself.
Also, after all this trouble, time was almost up.
[Countdown: 13s, 12s, 11s…]
Look, there was so little time left.
Given Yukinoshita’s slow pace, when she got to the spot, took off her underwear, and finished, it should be well over ten seconds later, right?
Okay, he just had to hold on a bit longer, until Yukinoshita made it into the restroom stall.
At that time, he could pull out his thing and enjoy a good pee!
Even if he took care of it now, there was no problem, since the System only forbade Yukinoshita from doing it and had no rules for him.
But letting Himekoji pee right in front of Yukinoshita…
Hmm, thinking about it, that just did not feel right!
Although, even if he pulled down his pants, Yukinoshita was too busy holding on to notice him.
But he had held out for so long—what was a little more?
Thinking this made him more determined.
Hold on, hold on, hold on!
It was time to live by his Himekoji Akito’s way of enduring!
His way of enduring was enduring—
the urinary tube!
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Yukinoshita moved her body one small step at a time, very slowly and steadily.
After all, at such a time, hurrying would not help—staying calm was the top priority.
Any bump or wobble could ruin all her hard work and set her back to the start.
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…
Along the way, Yukinoshita kept trying to fight off the unstoppable need by taking deep breaths and focusing her mind elsewhere.
It worked well, except for a couple of drops that almost got out because of Himekoji’s Sexual Harassment Hand touching her ankle—but after that, it was just close calls with no real accident.
Here, maybe she deserved praise—”That’s Yukinoshita for you!”
It took someone truly amazing to keep holding on even after leaking a little like that.
Only a person with great willpower could do it!
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To distract herself, Yukinoshita took a moment to look at Himekoji, who was on the ground, curled up in a strange way.
Covering his crotch?
Yukinoshita suddenly noticed something.
Wait!
Could it be that Himekoji was holding it in too?
Thinking back to how he had charged into the restroom, that might be possible.
But that Pervert was crazy in the head!
If he was holding it too, why did he cling to her and not let go?
Both suffering, both falling, hurting each other?
Fine, she would make it happen!
As Yukinoshita slipped past Himekoji, she suddenly stuck out her leg and gave Himekoji’s lower belly a hard kick without warning.
Yukinoshita gritted her teeth—she even risked losing control to kick him!
“Uhh—”
With the big movement, sure enough, the warmth in her lower belly surged and could not be stopped!
Yukinoshita could not help but moan.
Her snow-white underwear was already wet, the dampness getting deeper right away and sticking uncomfortably to her skin.
It was a move that hurt her a lot, but Yukinoshita did not regret it—she even felt it was worth it!
Because she had already hurt her enemy!
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“Damn it!”
After that surprise kick, Himekoji’s face turned pale!
And the spot that was kicked was the lower belly, the most sensitive spot right now—at that moment, he almost lost control!
It hurt! It really hurt!
It felt like a huge wave crashing inside his small… no, inside his thick tube!
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[Ding!]
[Quest completed!]
[1000 2D Points and an “Absolute Command” have been sent to the user. Please check.]
[Ding!]
[Because the user owes a lot of debt, 1000 2D Points have been taken back instantly. We hope the user works hard and pays off the huge debt soon.]
[Ding!]
[A friendly reminder: If the debt is not paid by the end of the month, this System will sell the user’s naked pictures and videos to cover the loss. If the loss is very bad, we may need payment in the flesh. Please be careful!]
This time, the System’s alerts went on and on in a long, annoying way.
Himekoji was too desperate to bother listening to all its chatter.
Finally, as Yukinoshita went into the stall and closed the door, Himekoji scrambled up from the ground and ran two or three steps to the urinal.
He was not even there yet when he undid his belt eagerly and pulled out his twenty-centimeter thing.
Because it was long, it could go far—he started peeing hard while still a step away.
Of course, Himekoji did this with confidence.
As they say, skill makes one bold—the long thing could pee far, so Himekoji held it steady, and a strong stream shot out.
Even from that distance, it still landed right in the urinal, with not a drop spilled.
But hey, don’t try this at home!
That’s what those public signs always say—
Step a little closer, be a little more decent!
Himekoji only did it because it was an emergency!
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Inside the stall, Yukinoshita was going “drip, drip.”
Outside, Himekoji was going “rush, rush.”
It was a perfect show of how a “small outlet” and a “big pipe” had very different sounds.
Also, that something…
It sounded like two people playing “High Mountains and Flowing Water” with just a door panel between them?
Pitter-patter and splash-splash—two totally different noises kept ringing nonstop at that moment, working together perfectly from inside and out.
It was perfectly in sync!
“Huu…”
From inside the stall came a soft sigh of satisfaction from a girl.
Right after, both inside and outside the stall, the water sounds stopped at the same time, almost perfectly together.
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Peeling out this pee felt freakin’ awesome!
Himekoji felt all tingly with relief and shook a little twice. Then, remembering something, he hurriedly stuffed things back into his pants and dashed out in big strides.
He had to clean up the evidence outside fast!
At top speed, Himekoji swapped around the signs for the Women’s Restroom and Men’s Restroom.
Only then did he zip back into the Men’s Restroom and stand in front of the urinal, pretending to buckle his belt.
Girls were always a tad slower doing their business in the bathroom. Yukinoshita was just finishing up as Himekoji got done with his whole routine. She pushed the door open and walked out with a stiff step.
“Just look at you, Yukinoshita! How dare you come marching into our Men’s Restroom to—let loose… I mean, let it rip!”
Knowing it’s best to strike first, Himekoji didn’t hesitate the second Yukinoshita stepped out. He threw his punchy accusation right at her.
This time, it was Yukinoshita left speechless.
Her face flushed crimson; she looked away, refusing to meet Himekoji’s haughty eyes. She sounded soft and unsure as she tried to talk around it:
“I… I don’t know what you’re even talking about.”
“Hah! Cut the innocent act, you Pervert! Always calling others perverts, but deep down, you’re the worst one!”
“Pervert? Me?”
Yukinoshita paused, clearly shocked she was being called “Pervert”—a word totally unlike her.
The blush that had reached her ears just seconds ago drained away, leaving her pale from anger.
“Himekoji! Watch your words!”
“Watch my words? I’m going easy on you by not calling the cops! Shouldn’t you drop to your knees and thank me?”
Not one to miss a rare shot at looking big in front of Yukinoshita, Himekoji went all in.
Chin thrown high, he let his tough talk hang in the air.
Damn, this felt incredibly satisfying!
But the next moment—
“PONG!”
A heavy slam!
Himekoji felt dizzy as everything shook fiercely!
Down he went—fell right over… again.
For crying out loud, Himekoji barely got to enjoy it for a second!
The divine technique he just faced—
Aikido.
Once more, Himekoji proved his talent at staying down within a second of being hit.
What the actual…?
This was the third time in the same spot, taken down the same way, and Himekoji just froze in total confusion.
How could he lose to a weak girl like Yukinoshita? Where’s the justice!?
Crap!
Don’t ask why his eyes welled up with tears.
It was cause he loved that dang floor so much!
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Nope, time to hit up the System for some self-defense skills and fast.
Getting beat by Hiratsuka-sensei? Fine. He was used to it.
But now even Yukinoshita could pin him down? Was this really how things were gonna be?
Aikido, huh?
Just wait! He’d learn “Pleasure Arts” next and see who pinned who then.
Oh… hang on.
Maybe if he really did master Pleasure Arts…
Wouldn’t pinning each other be kinda the same either way?
Or maybe… Yukinoshita on top might be way better?
Cowgirl style?
Himekoji was totally into cowgirl style! Loved it big time!
Once he thought that, it all stopped mattering.
Even squashed flat beneath Yukinoshita’s weight, her eyes icy cold as her shadow fell over him…
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Himekoji lifted his gaze: Yukinoshita’s fluttering blue skirt and bright white Underwear filled his view like a painting.
That blue and white looked just like endless sky and cloud far above, ten thousand miles high.
Oh…
The clouds were still there after the rain, it turned out.
But…
Wet clothes tugged back into place? Wasn’t that… uncomfortable?
Just this once, Himekoji actually worried about Yukinoshita.
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