The bell signalling the end of classes finally rang.

As a former member of the always popular "Go Home Club", I was envious of those packing up to go home. However, as a man of my word, I was bound to follow my promise to Hiratsuka-sensei to attend the service club. With the impending summer break coming, this was probably the last session before the school break. Just a few days more before I can laze around at home and spend more time with Vita-chan!

Placing the last of my belongings in my bag, I stood up from my seat and began to move off to the special building, only to find my way blocked by a certain chestnut-haired airhead.

"Hikki, you were going to abandon me again, weren't you, wait for me!"

"I wasn't. I'll wait for you at the corner, as usual."

"O-okay then, that works too." She replied nervously before scampering off to pack up her things.

I resumed my journey out of the classroom, rounding the corner near the staircase and waited patiently for Yuigahama. She sure was taking her time. Like really, how long does one need to pack up her stuff? Ahh right, she's probably saying her goodbyes to Miura and her clique. Damn these riajuus, is there really a need to squeeze out more interaction time at the end of the school day? Why can't they just get on with what they need to do like responsible young adults…

"Oh, there you are, Hikki!" What's this? Am I the treasure in a treasure hunt? Didn't I tell you where I would be waiting? Why are you acting surprised?

"It's the last week before summer break, what are your plans for it? Don't tell me you plan to laze around all day at home?" Damn, she took the words right out of my mouth. Noting my prolonged silence, she continued, "so it really is true! You are a real Hikki!" I shrugged and began to walk to the room that I found so familiar. I wasn't planning on spending my summer holidays helping out with a summer camp again, and so I definitely needed come compensation from last year.

Entering the room, I see that Yukinoshita was already preparing the tea. I took my usual seat at the end of the long table and pulled out the light novel that I planned to finish. The hot breeze finding its way past the curtains definitely signalled the impending arrival of summer. After getting the standard greetings out of the way, the three of us settled in to our usual routine, with Yuigahama doing yuri things to Yukinoshita while she was trying to read, and I just sipping tea while enjoying my novel. How peaceful. I hope this lasts.

My hopes for a peaceful afternoon were dashed by the sound of rapid footsteps coming down the hallway. It can only mean one thing, someone has a request. I hoped against hope that it was someone headed to elsewhere in the building, but I knew. The footsteps stopped. The door was knocked on, destroying whatever hope I had of a tranquil afternoon. We exchanged glances among ourselves. Even Yukinoshita looked surprised. Yuigahama looked at the door Sure, it's been a while since our last request, but even so this was an odd timing for a request. After all, everyone was getting ready to enjoy the summer break.

Another wave of knocking shook us from our daze. Yukinoshita was the first to react.

"Please come in."

The door opened, revealing a lone girl with her trademark pink cardigan whose flaxen hair fluttered in the warm summer breeze.

It was my foxy, annoying kouhai. None other than Sobu High's student council president, Isshiki Iroha. I instinctively made a disgruntled look, Yuigahama looked surprised and Yukinoshita squinted with disdain.

What was she doing here? It sure didn't look like she was here to skive off from her work in the student council though, and the workload there now shouldn't be significant, given the rapidly approaching summer break. Isshiki approached me with what she thought was a cute voice, but her pathetic attempt ending up sounding cringy. She continued the charade by raising her hands up to her face and pretending to weep.

"Senpaaaiii, I really need your help…"

I felt my protective instincts kick in, even though I knew this was wrong, I still couldn't stop it. How sly can this kouhai of mine get? I'll end up still wanting to help her, damn my imouto instincts! No… I'm not a siscon no matter how much I look like I'm one. I shall resist as best I can this time.

"Isshiki-san, there are three of us here in the club, maybe you can take a seat and tell us what's wrong?" Yukinoshita said, as she gestured towards the chair.

Yes! Yukinoshita came to my rescue!

"But… I'm only comfortable sharing this with senpai~" Isshiki said as she slowly crept closer towards me.

Looks like my rescue was short-lived. Looks like it's time to save myself then.

"No. Either bring this up as a formal request for the club, or forget about it." I found my voice sounding sterner than I intended it to be, but I didn't really care. I wasn't going to sacrifice my beloved free time for this. If there was to be any work, it should be distributed among the three of us in the club. That way I can allocate myself less work.

"Please… Senpaaaai… You are my only hope…" She knelt down in front of me and buried her head in her hands. Sobbing sounds ensued.

I looked around for support. Yuigahama looked away furtively, while Yukinoshita simply gave me an amused look. Aren't we in the same club? Can you guys at least TRY to help me? No? Deciding that it was hopeless, I sighed.

"Can you at least get up first? What do you need?"

Isshiki's face instantly lit up, and she came up to me and whispered, "I knew you would help me, Senpai~" I felt the growing warmth on my cheeks. She was getting too close... way too close. Wait. Where did that sobbing, moaning kouhai go? Why is she smiling at me like this?

"Erhem." Yukinoshita interrupted.

Isshiki looked over at Yukinoshita and finally decided to return me my personal space.

"Then, I'll borrow Senpai for a while!" Isshiki said as she grabbed my wrist and started pulling me out of the room. I barely had enough time to grab my bag with my other free hand.

Isshiki continued to drag me down the hallway for a distance, before turning around. "Senpai, you know that summer break is coming up soon, right?"

"Yes." Of course, it's the best time of the year, how can I forget about it? Being able to rot at home and do absolutely nothing, and spend more time with my beloved Komachi. I love my sister a lot. I really do.

"My classmates have organised a beach outing during the break, and I would really like to join them… After all, I've been so busy with student council work that I haven't had the time to form closer bonds with them! This way, I can get their support to use the class funds!" How… how can someone say that and end with a cute wink without feeling remorseful?

No girl, all you have done so far this school year was to push the work to others and try to get together with Hayama.

"So, what's the problem? I don't see one..."

"Well you see Senpai… It's expected that the girls turn up in swimsuits… but… " Isshiki said, putting her forefingers together with an anxious look.

"This sounds like a problem that Yukinoshita and Yuigahama can help you with. Why did you pull me out?"

"I… I'll show you the problem, Senpai."

She looked up and down the hallway apprehensively before grabbing my wrist once more and dashing into the toilets. Yes, Isshiki Iroha just pulled me into the female toilet. Before I could overcome my shock and come up with a suitable response, she had already dragged me into a cubicle and locked it behind us.

"What are you planning on doing?" I blurted out.

"Sssh, not so loud, Senpai, or else everyone would know that the creepy looking guy from Class 2F was in the female toilet. Then your life will really be ruined." Isshiki ended off with a smile. This woman is really scary. How can she say such serious things while smiling?

"I'll show you the problem now, Senpai."

Isshiki started to unclasp the buckle on her skirt. I, being the prim and decent gentleman that I am, instinctively turned around and faced the door. Damn, the cubicle felt small now. I hear the sound of her skirt falling onto the floor. Before I could question her intentions, I felt her warmth on my back, and her breath on my ears.

"Senpai~"

Shivers crawled down my spine.

"Can you feel it?"

I wanted to escape but I am being pushed hard against the door. Damn, this woman is stronger than I expected. She grabs my hand and slowly guided it towards her thigh.

"Senpai is so sly... Making me do this for him~"

I'm paralyzed by fear, stuck to the ground, and my hand won't listen to me. I couldn't muster any strength to move my hand away, it's almost as if I'm in a trance.

"Senpai, are you feeling it?" She whispers again, this time her lips so close I can sense her warmth on my ear. I stiffened up even further, as my hands were guided further up her thigh, arriving at her intended destination. I finally realised what she meant when she said she had a problem.

Usually when one goes home, the sense of familiarity of your own bed will make you feel relaxed and comfortable, but this familiarity that I felt right now has instead caused me to tense up, in fear of what is to come.

"Hey Senpai, can you describe to me what is it you feel?"

It was all too familiar a feeling, and this familiarity will be the death of me. I gulped.

"It's an 11 inch futa dick."

"So smart of you, Senpai! Now you need to help me figure out how to hide this when I go to the beach. That's my request!"