MISHA: "Definitely~. You can't take it too seriously~! If you aren't always thinking big, thinking positive, and if you show any signs of weakness, people will start to think you're incompetent, you know~. And soon you won't be able to do anything because your power is going to be delegated off to others piece by piece, and you'll be left with nothing. That's what happened last time~. So~! Remember~, it may seem like an easy job, but a lot of carnage can happen in this room. Ahaha~. And~, out of it. Dealing with school staff, too! Even trying to get a budget report from a class rep can be a fight to the death~, sometimes."
HISAO: "...Yeah. It's kill or be killed. There are no friends in the pits and you take no prisoners. ...Are you sure about this? Is this right?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "You don't seem excited enough, I have to make sure it's getting through properly. Once more, with feeling!"
NARRATOR: "Shizune twists her hands like a maestro for emphasis, visibly intimidating the two girls standing at attention in front of us. To think this all started because one of them asked if she wasn't taking her job too seriously."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Do you understand!?"
HISAO: "Do you understand? Pretend I'm shouting it."
AOI: "Okay, okay! Aaargh! This Student Council is so weird."
KEIKO: "Yes, sir."
HISAO: "“Sir?” Who are you guys talking to, anyway?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "It's not weird! You have to think of it as a job. If you want, think of it like they are paying you with the right to use this great office."
HISAO: "You want another lecture?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "You can go now."
NARRATOR: "Just like that, the hour-long student council orientation is over. Personally, I thought it was about fifty minutes too long, and also found it funny that it incorporated a tour of a school that we have all been going to for a while, but I guess it didn't hurt. I expect Shizune to fall back into her chair, since she has been on edge all day, but she doesn't. She continues pacing the room restlessly."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "They still have a long way to go! Right now, they're a joke."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "They think they can be the new Student Council? They're so unfocused. You can really see the lack of experience. This was our best year yet; I don't think they have what it takes to be our follow-up act. And I know there are more of them than those two girls. Where are they? They're like the heavily-marketed but mediocre, big-budget, critically-panned sequel to the acclaimed, low-budget sleeper hit."
NARRATOR: "Eventually, she does stop and sit down."
HISAO: "Are you going to miss it?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Obviously."
MISHA: "Hm~... I'd be happier if I didn't have to leave, too. I like being in the Student Council, even if it can be tiring, too."
HISAO: "Yeah, it's definitely tiring."
MISHA: "Only because Shicchan is always trying to do more than she has to~."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "You're forgetting that if I did the bare minimum, we wouldn't do anything all year except hand out flyers, collect surveys, and plan the next student council election so the next Student Council could sit around for another year of doing nothing."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Asking me to let that happen? Don't be ridiculous. In a Student Council like that there wouldn't even be any power to play around with. I'm just happy that even though I clearly need to ride them harder, those two aren't bad. Not there yet, but the new Student Council should be in good hands."
HISAO: "How can you tell?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "After the festival, they asked me if we could also organize a Halloween event, like a haunted house or something along those lines. They had a bunch of other ideas, as well. Of course my response was “no.” I had Misha tell them to do it themselves, if they wanted it so badly. They were angry, for some reason."
HISAO: "Of course they'd be angry if you said that."
NARRATOR: "And Misha delivering the message wouldn't help."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "I was angry too. All of a sudden, they want so much. If they wanted a haunted house, or a traditional-style café, or a trip to the beach, or whatever other cliché thing, why didn't they try to organize it before? It was like they were taking advantage of me. I worked hard to organize those festivals, and in return they came to me with “That was nice, but can you do this now? How about doing this? It's what I really want.”"
MISHA: "Shicchan was wrong~, though."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Right. They wanted to join the Student Council so they could make it happen. I made them feel jealous and riled them up. That can be a kind of motivation too. The desire to do something great spreads, even if it's to show me up. They decided to take me up on the challenge nonetheless. I'm impressed. Well, for now. I would have to see how it plays out a little longer in order to know for sure."
NARRATOR: "She snaps her fingers suddenly, which sends Misha almost bolting out of her seat. Interesting, I guess it is impossible to get used to."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "That's right! We were going to have a party to celebrate passing the reins to the new Student Council, weren't we? Why not have that now? Or at least plan it now, and have it tomorrow."
HISAO: "But they're not even in charge yet. In fact, that's the first thing you told them: “You're not in charge yet.” It seems premature."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Misha, what do you think?"
MISHA: "Hmmm~, I agree, it's too early. Plus~, I don't think I could go anyway. Sorry~! In fact, I was going to leave right now."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Why not?"
MISHA: "No~ comment~!"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Come on, tell me."
MISHA: "Well... okay~!"
NARRATOR: "Way to not crack under pressure, Misha."
MISHA: "I thought about it, and~... Even if I didn't want to go, I would say yes~! Usually~. It's the kind of person I am. I really should stop doing that, and this is a good place to start, I think. If it's a celebration to say goodbye, I don't want it. It would be too sad~. I want to do something else instead. And after all, Hicchan, you and Shicchan will still be here tomorrow. It doesn't seem right. Besides, I have other school things I have to do today~! I can't drop them just like that."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "We can postpone it."
MISHA: "No. No early goodbyes~!"
NARRATOR: "She looks very firm as she says this."
HISAO: "Aren't you going to go now, though?"
MISHA: "Hm~? Oh, that's right~! Wahaha~! Okay, besides now, no too-early goodbyes, okay?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "I get it."
MISHA: "Okay, later~!"
NARRATOR: "With that, it's just Shizune and I left alone in the student council room. Sunset slowly changes to night as we sit in silence, both searching for something to say."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Would it really be that bad?"
HISAO: (signing) "Yeah. I didn't think about it like that, but Misha's right. Parties set a mood, and it would be a sad one. A sad party doesn't sound like a whole lot of fun."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Why would it be sad?"
NARRATOR: "Is it a trick question? I'm sure of it. Shizune's eyes pierce into mine, waiting for my answer with a detached, analytical stare that I haven't seen in a while, but feels familiar anyway. I consider my answer carefully, but also what it means for her to ask me. It could be that Shizune finds it depressing as well. Or it could be that she doesn't understand why anyone would find it depressing. Both are equally plausible."
HISAO: (signing) "I had a thought that when you graduate, that's it. It's going to be the end of the Student Council. I was wondering if you had the same idea."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Don't be stupid. I look forward to it. I won't be a student any more, so the expectations are going to be completely different. People's expectations of me, and my expectations about everything else. It seems exciting! As for the Student Council, it should be in good enough hands. I don't have anything to be sad about."
HISAO: (signing) "I don't think you're being honest. You looked upset about having to give the Student Council up not even a few weeks ago. It wasn't about leaving it to a bunch of newbies either, it was having to stop doing student council work at all."
NARRATOR: "Unexpectedly, Shizune smiles."
HISAO: (signing) "So, you're not disagreeing. Then it doesn't make sense. Why would you want to have a party about it?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "I'm trying to get over it. Besides... Goodbye celebrations are very important. People say the first step is the most crucial, but following it through and finishing cleanly are just as important, right?"
HISAO: (signing) "I guess that is true."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Anyway, I don't consider it goodbye. But it's still an event. You still have to go through the proper motions. Aren't you going to?"
HISAO: (signing) "Aren't I going to what?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Kiss me, of course."
HISAO: (signing) "Is that “the proper motions?”"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "It would be normal, wouldn't it? The natural thing to do."
NARRATOR: "It's time to act decisively. If I don't, I'm sure my heart will explode. I kiss her immediately, so quickly that I don't even have time to enjoy it. Even though she was prepared for it, Shizune blushes a deep red. I feel a similar heat rising in my neck and cheeks."
NARRATOR: "I move in for another kiss, but as I do so, she moves backwards at the same time and impishly jumps onto the cabinet behind her. Alone, in the total silence of the room, we just look at each other for a while."
NARRATOR: "This time, I kiss her more deeply. Her lips are light and dry, and open a tiny bit. I'm only able to appreciate the sensation for a moment before Shizune starts kissing me back forcefully. Her bangs brush against my closed eyelids as I let myself sink deeper into the kiss. I can feel the shape of her body through her clothes, which only makes me hold Shizune tighter."
NARRATOR: "It takes some effort for the both of us to draw back from each other. We're both blushing, both from the kiss and thoughts of what's to come, and I'm far from the only one breathing a little heavier. As Shizune begins to take off my tie, I start undoing her blouse. It takes a while to figure it out. I'd never really thought about how our school's blouses work before. Shizune's blouse is a little tight on her, and her arms get stuck for a moment because of it. I find myself peeling it off of her, although with the way she's trying to wriggle out of it at the same time, it isn't easy. The sight is a little comical."
NARRATOR: "Once Shizune's arms are free, she slides out of her shirt, her skirt falling around her knees with it after she unhitches it and works it off her legs. The only thing covering her now are her bra and panties. Her figure is curvaceous and taut, and the healthy color of her skin contrasts with the black of her underwear. It's a wonderful sight, especially against the background of the moonlight through the window."
NARRATOR: "She looks at my chest and works the buttons of my shirt one by one. The process is greatly slowed by my hands moving up and down her thighs. It's a little amusing to play with her like this."
NARRATOR: "Eventually, finally, my shirt falls to the ground. Shizune surprises me by quickly pulling me in for a deep kiss without warning, but I quickly return the gesture."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Why are you bolder today than on the roof? Or in your room?"
NARRATOR: "I try to think of a good answer, but it isn't easy. How would I be able to respond to that even if I could? There's no way to, unless I were to say that bureaucracy really puts me in the mood. My shirt having been disposed of, Shizune moves on to my belt, and I decide to help her undo it instead of answering her question. I don't think it would do much good to at this point."
NARRATOR: "It's not hard to get off, and falls to the ground with a metallic clunk. I move in for another kiss and begin to slide my hand up her side, but she suddenly lurches forwards, making me stumble backward. The stiff edge of the table behind me was the furthest thing from my mind, until I feel it stabbing into my lower back. I hadn't even noticed it was there. It makes me grab Shizune a little tighter as we fall back onto the surface of the table."
|NARRATOR: "I hold back a sigh as Shizune victoriously holds herself above me. She's won again. I'm distracted until Shizune's bra falls on me, seemingly like it dropped out of the sky. I end up laughing, despite how hard I try not to, and it's contagious enough that Shizune starts to as well. Freed from her bra, her breasts are larger than I'd thought, even though they were noticeably large through her shirt already. She picks up her bra with her fingers and flicks it off as my hands move over her body."
NARRATOR: "Straddling me with her knees on the table, Shizune slips her underwear off, with my hands moving from her hips unconsciously to help her. I catch a glimpse of my watch. It's only been a few minutes, but it felt like so much longer. She eases herself downwards, closer and closer until our bare chests are touching, her breasts feeling strange against the scar over my heart. When Shizune sits up, I feel myself slipping inside, slowly enveloped by her below as her breasts lift away from my torso. An attack from two fronts, I think dryly considering the situation. How like her."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "I should just stop now, and leave you stewing in your lust."
NARRATOR: "She says, as she starts grinding herself against me, causing me to blink at the sudden pleasure. Very funny, Shizune. I soon lose track of my thoughts."
NARRATOR: "Shizune bites her lip to muffle her voice from coming out. An unwanted voice. This is the most I've ever heard of it, and she blushes once she realizes she let it slip out. To cover it up, Shizune drives herself against me harder, causing me to jolt against her, driving my erection deeper into her. I thrust my hips towards her at the sudden sensation of movement, and Shizune fights against me, trying to pin me back down when I manage to pull my arms out from under me. In that moment, her hips thrust back with even greater force in response."
NARRATOR: "The sound of Shizune's soft, restrained moans, and the sight of her bountiful breasts moving up and down each time her hips buckle against mine, grow more arousing with time in the stillness of the student council room."
SHIZUNE: "Mmphh... ...nn..."
NARRATOR: "I almost can't take it any more. The pleasurable sensations welling up between my legs, multiplied by the pressure of Shizune's weight on top of me, make it hard for me to think. My hips start bucking by themselves. Shizune's hands push mine down onto the table. Every motion of hers is a push of some kind. The table under us rattles under our combined weight. I doubt it would collapse, but the noise is really something. Not that Shizune notices. Her pace only grows faster, until it feels as though she might shove me across the table with how forceful she is being. Without warning, her movements come to a final crescendo."
NARRATOR: "Suddenly, she stops, almost falling onto me with enough speed that if she didn't catch herself, it would probably have knocked us unconscious. The worst situation possible, if someone happened to walk in while we were knocked out. I'm surprised, but not enough to forget that we're both naked and the sudden, painful interruption that just happened. Why did this have to happen? Was it intentional, to leave me stewing in my own lust? Shizune lets out her breath sheepishly, realizing it at the same time as I do."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Sorry, I tripped, or slipped, or something like that."
HISAO: (signing) "I had a thought, is the door unlocked?"
NARRATOR: "She quickly gets off the table and bolts over to check, and locks it, unlocks it, and locks it again, pulling on the knob just to make sure. When she's finally sure, she makes an out-of-place motion with her hands."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Safe!"
HISAO: (signing) "I'm glad you can take things so lightly."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "I didn't do it on purpose. Why don't you take the lead, then? Come on."
NARRATOR: "I grab Shizune by the shoulders and try to put her onto the table instead. Her brow scrunches in displeasure as the edge of the table pokes her in the back, just as it did to me. She opts to help herself up onto it. This is also the first time I've seen Shizune lying down unclothed. The contours of her collarbone and breasts are beautiful, and my eyes follow them down to her shapely hips. A delicate hourglass figure. I run my hands along the curve of her body, from her shoulders on down."
NARRATOR: "I slowly insert myself into Shizune up to the hilt. An intense warmth and tightness immediately surround me, and I start pistoning into her to pick up where we left off before. Her body feels so hot against my skin, each time our hips meet with each thrust, and where we're holding each other. I feel like I'll be scalded by her body heat. On top of that, I feel more sensitive now than before, and find myself pushing into Shizune harder to make up for it."
NARRATOR: "My hand glides around the curve of her thigh and I carefully tease her with my hand as well, almost losing my balance when she reacts strongly, snapping upwards and back into my groin and nearly pushing us both to the floor. Moving my hands up, I grab her prominent breasts and fondle them as I've always wanted to. They feel even larger than they appear, and overflow my hands, soft and perfectly shaped."
NARRATOR: "She squirms under me as I flick my fingers over her nipples, and twists her arms around mine instead, gripping my fingers and drawing me closer. It feels like I'm wrestling her; the lock is inescapable. From the first time our hands met, I guess we were connected. Whether it's through her pulling me from one student council event to another, or holding hands as lovers, I think it's been the same, the confidence that comes across in the way she grasps my hand."
NARRATOR: "Her hands writhe across the surface of the table, and grabbing onto it, she hooks her legs around my back, pressing us closer together, connecting us even more closely and entrapping me inside her. Her inner walls are so hot and tight, and with her pushing up against me, the friction only increases, sending me over the top."
NARRATOR: "All too soon, the feeling ends. All I can do afterwards is stay inside of her with my hands holding the table, both for lack of energy and because her legs are still locking me in. For Shizune's part, she smiles almost dreamily. The sight makes me smile as well. Her legs slowly fall, allowing me to extract myself."
NARRATOR: "Exhausted, I lean back against a desk and try to regain my breath before putting my clothes back on. I notice a dull, hot throbbing in my chest as I button my shirt back up. It puts a bad aftertaste on everything that just happened."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "It was a lucky break that Misha couldn't be here, wasn't it?"
HISAO: (signing) "You're in an unusually joking mood today. I wonder what she had to do."
NARRATOR: "Shizune traces the air lazily with a finger and points to the door."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Go see for yourself."
HISAO: (signing) "Why don't you just tell me?"
SHIZUNE: (signing) "It's more interesting if you see for yourself. Seeing is believing."
HISAO: (signing) "Sure. Clever. Maybe I will. What about you, are you going to stay here all day? It's getting late."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "It feels like my last day as Student Council president, so maybe I'll sleep here tonight. It could be the last chance I have to sleep at my desk, like after a long day trying to meet a deadline."
HISAO: (signing) "That's weird. I'll sleep in my bed."
SHIZUNE: (signing) "Sleeping sitting up is a skill. A very useful one."
HISAO: (signing) "Right."
NARRATOR: "For a moment after I leave the room, I actually do consider seeing what Misha is up to, just because Shizune made it sound so secretive, as if she were building a time machine or something. But in the end I decide not to."
Next Scene: Sneaking Mission