Pure Love ✕ Insult Complex

... wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!

Running into the bathroom at the same time as the chimes at the end of class hours are over. Huh!

Momentum opens the private room door, lowers trousers and pants at the same time, sits in the toilet seat and stands by Done!

Open your anus!

Fire!!

Bubba Bubba!!

... uhhh, I managed to make it.

Phew.

From halfway through the sixth time limit, my belly kept ringing gruntly.

Throughout class, I shudder my body with pulls all the way into small pieces for a poor shaking rattle. He was desperately gambling about his convenience, dripping tart and oil sweat from his forehead!

Silly. Badly dressed. Pity.

But I'm not an elementary school student, and I put my hands up during class and said, "Doctor, can I go to the bathroom?" I couldn't say very much.

... I can't be ashamed of myself in front of Shirazaka like that.

Most importantly, I guess running to the bathroom with a doozy as soon as class was over was pretty poorly dressed.

Did Mr. Shirazaka see you?

... Could they have thought you were weird?

I often think of Mr. Shirazaka while sitting in the toilet seat with a jiggly painful belly.

Did they think you were a restless man?... Did they hate you?

No, no, I think too much... Mr. Shirazaka doesn't care about me anyway.

Mr. Shirazaka has never seen me.

... I've been watching Shirazaka every day.

Mr. Shirazaka...... Yukino Shirazaka.

I've been watching her all my life since my high school admission day......!

Life in high school is also less than a month old already since the admissions ceremony.

But I'm not used to the co-education thing yet.

Just for the record...... I spent three years of middle school at an all-door boys' school in the back of the mountain.

Well, there's a family situation... I mean, my grandfather, he's a bit of a Mendokusai, and he said, "You go to my alma mater, too, and be a real tough ottoman! I couldn't help but push me in.

But come on... my grandfather went to that school 70 years ago.

If it were just the world of the twenty-first century, it should be different from your grandfather's boyhood... that's what I thought...

I don't know why, the boys' school in the back of that mountain still continues to educate them about pre-war military ceremonies...

Yes...... Truly, hell in the world.

The dormitory was a closed space of disregard for human rights, colored by corporal punishment and figs!

Twenty-four hours, life monitored by corporal punishment teachers and persecuted by unreasonable orders of their superiors!

I can't believe that personal things and money are stolen anymore is a routine tea meal!

If you forgive me for a second, I'll be beaten! I can be simmered! I'll be the target of a group fig!... out-of-the-way demons!

Hold on! Careful! Nobody should be trusted!

...... and well, three whole years of living in a hellish dorm life!

"Please, just let me go to regular school!," he cried to his parents and finally survived his hellish dorm life!

From this spring onwards, I was to attend a co-educational high school that I could attend from home.

Or... Your grandfather died a year and a half ago...

... Well, I was awesome at first.

"This is exactly what Shabba smells like! The air of freedom! Whoa, finally, a glow in my life! High school life, go bright, fun, cheerful!!

And, well, until I went to the admissions ceremony, that's what I thought...

When I get to high school, is it the effect of my three years of middle school boys' dorm life...... ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I'm nervous, I can't talk to a girl at all in shape!!!

No, it's crazy.

When I was in elementary school, I was able to talk to girls properly!

When I came to high school, I couldn't even get close to the girl's side...

Just get close, something's shaking my body...

I'm nervous, I'm nervous, my body's cracked...

Well, when you guys were in elementary school, you were in more child shape!

When you're in high school, why are you growing up to be such a horny body!

Camben, you're gonna have a nosebleed!

When I realized it, I was getting smaller in the corner of two new pairs of classrooms a year, unusually silent and drawn-in...

Something's shaking my body, and I don't feel like standing up... no. Shit.

Already desperate from the first day of my high school life...... BLACK OUT state.

Relax, sigh small......

Then...... then!!!

"What's wrong, you?... How are you feeling, bad?

... all of a sudden, I hear such a cute voice...

Pfft, when I look at my voice...... that... that, angel showed up before me!!!

Hey, hey, what a cutie!!!

The girl has big eyes, her hair is straight to her shoulders, that's sassy fuzzy, the cubicle shines... her breasts are small one way or the other, not huge tits, but twinkly and upwards, maybe, beautiful milk... it must be beautiful milk! | (although I've never seen a woman's raw milk)... and her legs are thin again, slutty, no extra meat on them, and as for putting on... WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

"You should go to the infirmary. Want to come with me?

Oh... the angel is talking to me!!!

"No, no, no, no, no, it's okay. Eh!

"Really? Fine... don't push me.

"Ah, ah, thank you..."

"Oh, me... Snowy Shirazaka. Nice to meet you!"

The angel, smiling so, walked away from me...!

And Snowy Shirazaka?!

... this is such a cute kid, oh, same class!!

Unexpectedly, I follow Mr. Shirazaka's rear with my eyes!

Unlike me, she seems to have quickly made friends in her new class, laughing and talking in a group of girls.

That smile is cute again...... oh I want to watch it all the time!

That's what I met Mr. Shirazaka.

Since that day, I've already been obsessed with Mr. Shirazaka.

Every day, I watch Shirazaka all the time.

... from afar, sneaking up on her.

Mr. Shirazaka is eating lunch for lunch break that looks delicious.

Mr. Shirazaka is solving math problems by turning his eyebrows into eight letters.

I can't believe I'm sitting in gymnastics, feeling like the best girl I've ever seen...!

Mr. Shirazaka is always nicotine. That smile is adorable.

I speak kindly to everyone, and I'm smart enough to study. | (Apparently the entrance exam was the top three grades)

Besides, he wasn't just being nice, he was so firm, he tried to skip cleaning duty, and he said, "If you can't follow the rules, I think I'm psyched!" What a clear complaint I had.

That fortitude is dressed up, and it's become popular again... even though it hasn't been that long since I enrolled, I'm now a counselor for the girls in my class and stuff.

So I'm sure even if someone like me talks about it, she'll certainly talk about it as a normal classmate.

I know that... I know that.

I don't have the courage to talk to her... and I haven't spoken to her since my induction day.

... I can't talk to you.

If I talk to you, you hate me.

I definitely think you're looking at me, Mr. Shirazaka, with an eclectic eye...

What's up, Shirazaka, it's fascinating...

Oh, it would be great to hang out with a kid like that, I wish he would be happy...

But she's so pretty and cute, she doesn't have the hassle to hang out with me.

Most importantly, I'm not sure what dating is about...

I've never actually had a date with a girl.

I don't even know where to go with a date.

I don't even know how many dates I can kiss.

That's... I don't know how many dates you're going to lift the ban on sex.

...... ha.

In such a way, the last month or less since the admission ceremony, every day in my head, I am stuffy about Mr. Shirazaka.

(Oh Shirasaka-san... Shirasaka-san... Shirasaka-san...)

And, in a private room in the men's restroom after school, I think of Mr. Shirazaka, me.

... Oh, pity!

That's okay, that's okay, I'm just looking at Mr. Shirazaka from afar, and I'm happy with that.

Every day, if you can see that cute smile, that's all...!!!

"... hold on, our class Shirazaka is the better you look at it."

When I realized, I heard that voice from across the door.

Some of them came into the bathroom while I was excreting my butterflies.

"He's a Zetai virgin. Virgin. Uh, try butching inside the White Slope!

The Lord of Voices is apparently Kobayashi in my class.

When that happens, the opponent must be his partner Omiya.

Here we shall tentatively name him Shonman 1 and 2.

"Uh, you don't know? Latest News!"

"Heh? What are you talking about?

"You know, Snowy Shirazaka had an otoko.

Moment, I froze over the toilet seat!!!

I thought... ahhh.

I thought so.

And I thought to myself,

And...... my whole body of blood boiled in an instant!!!

Ruuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

And, and, Shirazaka had a otoko huh?!!!!!

Buhee! ha ha ha ha!!!

In my private room, I unwittingly loosen my ability to poop and stand up!

"Uh, you're lying, right?," said Shonman II with him.

... Yes, tell me it's a lie, take me to Shonman One!

"I'm not lying. Seriously."

"Uh, who is it? Who?"

... Oh, yeah, yeah, who? Who? Who's the other guy?

"That's it... even that Endo.

Endo?... Which endo is that endo?!

"Uh, Endo, from the baseball club?

"... yes, its endo"

Oh, Endo is our class Endo Kenji!!

"Ha, I don't know what else to do with Endo."

... hey, hey, what do you say!!

I don't know what else to do!

Rumor has it that Endo Kenji is looking good, tall, the house is bourgeois, sports versatile, and even though he's a freshman, he's going to get a regular from the baseball club, and he's hot on a girl for a year... that's just it!

Even if he was a completely indispensable super high school student, that's why... there's no way you can go out with Mr. Shirazaka!

Right, right, I guess so...... hey! Eight million gods!!!

"... well you have no choice, that Endo Bye.

... Oh, no, no!

Forgive me. I won't forgive you. Ahhh!

"... so since when?

"What?

"So how long have you been dating, Shirazaka and Endo"

... Damn, yeah, that's what matters!

Well done. You've noticed. Take Shonman Two!

Homey, I'm sending you!

Uh, are you two in a relationship someday?

Uh, Mr. Shirazaka's lips haven't been tainted yet?

No, no, on the contrary, what is Mr. Shirazaka's purity?!

Shit, Shit, is the hymen safe?!!

"... apparently, since last Saturday."

"Heh, last Saturday?

"Yeah, after yesterday's practice, Endo's senior questioned him, and he confessed."

"Uh, why did the senior find out?

"That's because yesterday, Shirazaka was in the corner of the ground and he said he'd been watching Endo practice... with a white towel in his hand"

"Ho, don't you find out."

"Well, you found out."

... Shirasaka-san's towel, I'm jealous No!

That's not the point!

- Ugh, okay, let's think about it again.

① The two have been dating since last Saturday.

② Couple since last Saturday.

③ Since last Saturday, the two lovers have been with each other.

It's Tuesday… three days after Saturday.

... What do you mean, Mr. Shirazaka's purity is still safe?

... but the holidays are in between.

... So baseball clubs also practice on Sundays?

... If so, maybe your lips are safe?

"Well, you haven't fucked me yet - though"

... Yes, yes, I didn't, I didn't! To Zettai!

"Uh, but isn't Chew doing it?

... and, and I didn't.

Mr. Shirazaka didn't chew.

Chew hasn't.

Let me believe you didn't chew. - Whoa!

"... I heard Endo reported it to a senior in the baseball club."

... and you did? You were, CHOOOOOOOO!! Here we go, Choo-woo!

...... Endo, Buckkill. Curse to kill even the worst.

"In any case, I guess Endo will fuck you one of these days, Shirazaka"

"Ha, well, do you say beautiful thin lives... they eat you from beautiful kids"

"Well, I don't know if Onna's gonna get into school and bump anyone by Golden Week."

And I don't know, such rules.

"In a way, I moved first. You win."

"I mean, is the handsome strong? Isn't there a wave around this Sunday?

"It's finally the holidays, and this weekend is a mountain range."

"Huh, is Shirazaka going to be a grown woman too?"

"Ha... it can't be"

"Ho... that's philosophy"

Hie, Shirazaka is with Endo...!

Mr. Shirazaka's gonna get fucked! They'll tear you apart! You're gonna get fucked!

Sooo... Nah... Ko... Yu Ru... no!!!

Chickshaw! I don't like it! I don't want to! I don't like Zettai. Ah! Gaddymoo!!

... BOOO!!! Brilliant!!

... Ah!

When I put my anger into my stomach, my fart leaked out of my ass...!

Then the cunt was also bristled...!

Damn, it stinks!! It stinks so much that I don't think it's my own excrement!

"Come on, what the fuck, fuck you! Who is it? Are you there?!

"Eh, really, fuck me! Hey, come on out!

Wow, the showmen are coming this way!!

Oh, shit! Oh, shit, me! What do we do?! What happens?! Me?!!!

"Hey, the guy in the private room there! You, you farted now! I know! I know!

"Hey, here!!

The showmen are gunning down the door of my private room!

What do you want me to do?!!!

... pretend to be dead for now. Dead pretend.

I'm not here.

I'm the air.

Be transparent. Ah!

You're going to erase the signs, Ninja!!

Still, there's no sign that the showmen will give up...!

... Huh? What? What?!!!

There is a sound of jars and water flowing, or gashigashi carrying something.

"Hey, look at me. Huh!

and suddenly there is a voice from up there......?!

Oh?!... Looking up, from the top of my private room door, I'm looking down at me in the middle of Kobayashi cumming with Shoshoman No. 1, who wasn't -???!!

"Hey, how are you?!... still eat this YEAH!!!

From the top of the private room door of the toilet...... geez!

There's a bucket full of water coming down. Ow!

...... Bye!!

It rains in the private room of the toilet. Ugh! Get off!! Ah, dusty rain...!