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>>46108908
(Part 4)
In his young form, Anon’s brain still had the plasticity to understand Ran’s lecture. Being over a thousand years old and lacking any intention to learn, Aya and Momiji were utterly stumped. It was odd, really. Under normal circumstances, he could easily ignore Aya making an innuendo about log and wanting to see his ‘log’, or Momiji glancing under his desk while she didn’t think he was looking. A combination of two voracious tengu in serafuku and Ran’s mature appeal kept him on edge for the entire class, having nowhere to look after he was done with his classwork. He wondered if something interesting was out the window, then quickly regretted it.
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Class H was outside for gym practice. Excused with a note from home, Yuyuko was the only student allowed to sit out. Nobody dared to approach the track field, fearing the two monsters racing each other. It was nice that Yuuka and Yuugi could tire each other out: It meant less competition when Anon finally arrived.

A girl with cascading blonde hair decorated with red ribbons played tennis lazily with Okina. Hardly any effort was necessary to keep the paraplegic under pressure while exhibiting her unparalleled, youthful beauty to a particular voyeur. Women gathered here, thinking they had a shot at taking Anon: In truth, Yukari amassed an audience to witness Anon fall in love with her! By now, Anon should be feeling the effect of the lust curse placed on his gakuran. Not to mention the libido of a young, ripe man pumping adrenaline through his body. Ah, the poor boy must be suffering for the embrace of a woman by now. After being approached by a garden of enticing women all day, Yukari would sweep Anon off his feet and offer him sweet release in her embrace. Ahh~ then they’d go to prom together—

A cold wind blew against Yukari’s face, alerting her to the incoming ball. “Jeez, Okina! If I can’t gap chocolate into Anon’s mouth, you aren’t allowed to use the power of the seasons!”

“Nuh uh! You clearly stipulated ‘unique powers’. Anyone can harness the power of the seasons, which is why I gave up my backdoors.” Leading her response with a strong spring breeze, Okina returned the ball. “It’s your fault for thinking the manipulation of gaps is something unique just to you. Besides, you modified yourself and Anon with gaps. How is that allowed by the rules?”

“I did it last night so it counts! Now stop cheating and play fair, I can’t do my backhand if you keep making my wrists cold!” The young, fair, and gorgeous young lady continued to trade the ball back and forth, listening intently to her earpiece. It seemed the rules would need a bit more clarification once first period ended…
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Turning away from the field of jiggling breasts and sweaty, voluptuous bodies, Anon helped the tengu with their classwork. It actually turned out to be fun: Aya hated repeating work when she got something wrong, so she seemed really proud when solving problems by herself. Momiji worked diligently, but Anon could tell she was hungry for praise.

“...And that should be it. Man, just a minute to spare. Sorry you guys didn’t get much time to speak.”

Aya chirped up. “It’s fine, really! How about we meet up at lunch on the rooftop? It’s a nice, breezy area with few entry or exit points—It’s the perfect place to eat!”

“Precisely. We’ll share our bentos as well—The food here smells suspicious. Really, the maid should be cooking instead of babysitting.” Momiji’s sentiments came just before the bell rang. With class dismissed, the tengu jetted out immediately, eager to leave calculus behind. To Anon’s surprise, Ran stopped him before he could go.

“Hmm? What’s the matter Ran—er, Sensei?”

The kitsune’s cool attitude began to melt. The shikigami’s skin reddened before reaching underneath her lectern for a bag of homemade brownies, tied off with a bow. “You know it’s Valentine’s Day today, and, well, I do l-love you, so it felt right to prepare this for you. Chen wanted so badly to try one, but I promised you would be the first to taste it.”

“Thank you Ran, this means a lot.” Giving Ran a hug, Anon realized how warm the kitsune’s body was. And how good she smelled, how soft her fur was against his skin… it took a lot of willpower to tear himself away. Biting into one of the chocolate squares, a thin crust gave way to a rich, moist mouthful of cake. “Mmph. It’s perfect!” As he gave his praise, a beep came from Ran’s blazer. “Jeez, I better run to my next class. I’ll see you later, Sensei!” Ran smiled and waved as Anon left, her nine tails and ears drooping once he was out of sight.
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Tewi was excited. Yukari could make up as many rules as she wanted, but she’d find a way around it. This one was way too easy; Anon wouldn’t dare brush a girl off!

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3. Physical contact must be maintained for 10 uninterrupted minutes.
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>>39294202
The non-bard is expleting,
but my love remains unfleeting.
My quota ever meeting,
Yukar-in but seventeen words.