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County Hall, a full house.
Sakurai and I were in the best seats in the front row.
It seems that the student council president had secured them for us.
"Oh, look, it's Shirogane."
Sakurai whispered.
On stage, the brass band appeared. Shirogane stood out in the center, radiating a brilliant presence. In her hands was Mr. Shirota's flute.
It was strange to think that only Sakurai and I in the entire venue knew about it.
The conductor, Mr. Shirota, appeared with a commanding presence. The term "silver fox" suited him well. His hair, streaked with gray at the temples, and his well-groomed beard, combined with his tall, slender figure, were a testament to his days as a former music student at a prestigious university. The mothers in the audience couldn't help but murmur in admiration.
The baton rose, and then—
Shirogane's flute echoed through the hall like the voice of a lover.
"Amazing..."
I couldn't help but exclaim, and Sakurai nodded in agreement.
The music woven by Mr. Shirota's baton, guided by Shirogane's flute. A harmony known only to the two of them was present here.
"Hey, Sato-kun,"
Sakurai whispered.
"Did you manage to talk to Kondou-senpai?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Really? What did she say?"
"She decided to withdraw from the band... but she came to listen to Shirogane's performance one last time."
I scanned the audience. In the very back row, I spotted Kondou-senpai. She was listening to Shirogane's flute, tears streaming down her face.
The result was a gold medal. As the venue erupted in applause, Shirogane flashed a smile at Mr. Shirota that no one else noticed.
"Good..."
Sakurai's voice was filled with relief. I felt the same way.
The broken flute that had shown us memories. Kondou-senpai's pain. Shirogane and Mr. Shirota's secret. To us, this gold medal meant more than just a victory.
"Shirogane-san was shining, wasn't she?"
On the way home, Sakurai said.
"Yeah. With Mr. Shirota's flute."
We exchanged meaningful glances. A conversation shared only by the two of us, keeping a secret from everyone else.
By the way, I think Hayashi-kun said he couldn't come today because he had other business.
As I looked at Sakurai's profile, I felt a complicated mix of emotions.
Our secret relationship would also come to an end someday, wouldn't it...
"Yay!"
"Gold medal!"
"Everyone was amazing!"
The brass band members embraced each other backstage, celebrating their victory. The trumpets, clarinets, tubas, and horns—today, all the instruments played in perfect harmony.
Mr. Shirota was also overjoyed, forgetting his usual composure.
"Everyone, you all did such a great job!"
Among them, Shirogane ran over to us.
"Sakurai-san, Sato-kun, thank you for coming!"
Her eyes sparkled with tears. Dressed in her stage outfit, she looked like a concert pianist. The boys in the band kept stealing glances at her. It seemed she was popular within the band as well.
"It was a wonderful performance."
"Really moving."
Sakurai and I held back the things we wanted to say. About Mr. Shirota's flute. About Kondou-senpai. And about all those memories...
But for now, only words of congratulations.
"Shall we head back now?"
Sakurai naturally changed the subject.
"Hey, Sato-kun. Want to take a detour?"
"Huh?"
"I have a lot... I want to talk about."
Sakurai's eyes held a multitude of unspoken words. I understood. After hearing that performance and touching the flute, the memories had become even more vivid.
"Sure."
I nodded quietly. This day's emotions would likely become another secret that we couldn't share with anyone.
As we left the venue, Shirogane's smile for Mr. Shirota remained vividly in my mind.
---
"Huh? Karaoke?"
I was a bit nervous as we entered a karaoke shop in front of the station. After all, it was just the two of us, a boy and a girl...
"This way, no one will overhear us, right?"
Sakurai's suggestion made sense.
In the soundproof booth, Sakurai started singing a popular J-pop song. Her clear, beautiful voice was impressive. No wonder she was the student council president; she was good at everything.
"Want to sing, Sato-kun?"
"No, I only know anime songs..."
"Come on, I want to hear them!"
Reluctantly, I sang the opening theme of "Magical Girl Pretty Heart." I was a bit embarrassed to reveal my love for anime.
"Wow, that was amazing! Anime songs are so hard to sing."
"I-I wouldn't say that..."
Sakurai's praise made my face flush with embarrassment. She was so kind.
After singing a few songs and talking about Shirogane and other things, I thought it was time.
"Hey, shall we extend our time for another hour?"
"Huh?"
"And also..."
Sakurai took something out of her bag.
"I bought a new massage machine. What do you think?"
She held out a small, pink, and somewhat erotic-looking massage machine.
"Uh..."
"Remember? The drawer in my room."
Sakurai blushed slightly as she smiled.
"I like collecting massage gadgets. This time, I thought you might like it too..."
As she spoke, her cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink.
...Could it be that she wasn't just practicing with Hayashi-kun, but really meant it for me?
In the karaoke booth, my heart began to race.
"Then... let me give you a massage."
In the soundproof karaoke booth, I hesitantly took the new massage machine.
"Okay... please."
Sakurai sat on a chair, turning her back to me. Her long black hair swayed, releasing a faint scent of shampoo.
"Here... it's a bit stiff."
She pointed to her shoulder blades.
Indeed, they were quite tense.
"Student council work must be tough."
"Yeah... I spend a lot of time in front of the computer."
As I gently applied the massage machine,Sakurai let out a soft breath.
"Ah... that feels good."
Her pleased voice warmed my heart.
"I'll massage you anytime you want."
"Really? Thank you..."
At her words, I suddenly remembered something.
"By the way... how are things with Hayashi-kun?"
Sakurai's body tensed slightly.
"...Actually..."
I continued the massage, waiting for her to speak.
"He... confessed to me."
"Really?"
"And... we started dating."
My hand stopped moving.
"So, that's how it is."
"I'm sorry. Thanks to our practice sessions, I was able to talk to him naturally..."
My chest felt tight, but this was something I had expected.
"Congratulations."
"...Thanks."
Silence fell between us. Only the background music played in the empty booth.
"But... I still want you to massage me, Sato-kun."
Sakurai's soft voice broke the silence.
"...Sure. Anytime."
I resumed the massage. The unspoken emotions between us filled the air.
What would happen to us from now on? The pretext of practice was no longer valid. But...
"Hey... can you massage my shoulders too... please?"
Sakurai's voice was small, almost a whisper.
"...Of course."
I nodded silently. I wished this moment could last a little longer.
Such thoughts filled my heart as I continued the massage, touching my Sakurai's soft shoulders, now Hayashi-kun's girlfriend.
---
I was shocked, but I didn't want to admit my feelings.
"Sakurai-san..."
"...What?"
"Actually, it's not just your shoulders that are stiff, is it?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You know I know where you're really stiff."
"Eh?"
"I mean here, right?"
I pushed the massage machine into her skirt, directly stimulating her sensitive spot.
"Ahh!! No!! Not here!!"
"Who extended the time and brought out the massage machine here? You did!"
"S-Such intentions weren't..."
"Look at this small massage machine! It's pink! You were definitely inviting me!"
"Ahh... nnn... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
Sakurai's body convulsed. The seat beneath her was soaked with her love juices, her panties glistening wet. The karaoke booth was filled with heat and a thick, erotic scent.
"Ahh... Sato-kun... no..."
"I'm sorry... but I can't hold back anymore."
I continued to move the massage machine. The pink device vibrated intensely, stimulating her sensitive spot.
"Hih... ahh... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
Sakurais body jerked violently. Her breath grew ragged, and her entire body trembled.
But I didn't stop. I made her climax over and over again.
"No... not there... it's too much..."
The massage machine vibrated strongly, driving Sakurai to the brink of ecstasy.
"Ahh... no more... I can't take it... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
Her voice echoed in the karaoke booth, her sweet moans bouncing off the walls.
"Please... stronger..."
Her eyes, filled with tears, met mine. I increased the intensity of the massage machine, pushing it deeper.
"Ahh... nnn... it's too much... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
Her body convulsed violently, her legs trembling uncontrollably.
"Fufu... you're so cute, Sakurai-san."
She didn't resist, her body responding to every touch. I wanted to make her mine, to keep her away from other men.
"Come on, let's climax together. Let's both reach the peak."
I increased the vibration of the massage machine, pushing it even deeper.
"Ahh... nnn... I can't... I can't take it anymore..."
Her body jerked violently, her breath coming in short gasps. Her eyes were glazed over, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure.
"Fufu... you're so cute, Sakurai-san."
She didn't resist, her body responding to every touch. I wanted to make her mine, to keep her away from other men.
"Come on, let's climax together. Let's both reach the peak."
I increased the vibration of the massage machine, pushing it even deeper.
"Ahh... nnn... I can't... I can't take it anymore..."
Her body jerked violently, her breath coming in short gasps. Her eyes were glazed over, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure.
(This is too much...)
Something inside me snapped. I wanted to take her right there, to make her mine completely.
"Ahh... Sato-kun... please... stop..."
Her panties, soaked and heavy with her love juices, were removed. She begged for mercy, her voice trembling.
But I couldn't stop. I had to have her.
"I can't... I can't hold back anymore..."
I took out my erect penis, already dripping with pre-cum. I positioned it at the entrance of her wet vagina.
"No... wait... ahh..."
I rubbed the head of my penis against her clitoris, spreading my pre-cum over it.
"Your vagina is begging to be filled, isn't it..."
I slowly pushed myself into her, feeling her tight walls envelop me.
"Ahh... no... please... stop..."
Her body tensed, but she didn't push me away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer.
"Ahh... it's too much... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
I increased the intensity of my thrusts, feeling her body respond to every movement.
"Ahh... nnn... it's too much... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
Her body convulsed violently, her breath coming in short gasps. Her eyes were glazed over, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure.
(She's mine...)
The thought filled me with a dark, possessive desire. I wanted to keep her forever, to never let her go.
"Ahh... Sato-kun... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
"I'm going to climax too... let's reach the peak together."
"Okay... together... let's climax together..."
I couldn't hold back any longer. I released my pent-up desire, filling her with my seed.
"Ahh... nnn... it's too much... I can't take it anymore..."
Her body convulsed violently, her breath coming in short gasps. Her eyes were glazed over, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure.
"Ahh... that was amazing..."
Sakurai panted, her body covered in a sheen of sweat. Her vagina was filled with my seed, dripping out onto the seat beneath her.
"Wow... that was a lot."
I couldn't help but comment, looking at the mess we had made.
Sakurai also seemed surprised, looking at the evidence of our passion.
(I want to be with her forever.)
The thought filled my heart, a dark, possessive desire taking root. I wanted to keep her, to never let her go.
From that day forward, I vowed to make her mine, to keep her away from other men. No matter what it took, I would have her by my side, forever.
---
Under the dim glow of the streetlights,Sakurai and I walked towards the station, the sweet atmosphere from the karaoke booth replaced by a heavy silence.
"Sato-kun... I can't stop thinking about Shirogane-san and Mr. Shirota."
Sakurai 's voice was soft, almost a whisper. The weight of our actions seemed to hang heavy in the air.
"I think, as Shirogane-san's friend... it would be better if they broke up."
"...Why?"
"Because if they get caught... Shirogane-san's future... and Mr. Shirota's career... it would all be ruined."
I knew she was right. A relationship between a teacher and a student was taboo, and if discovered, it would destroy both their lives.
"The memories on my phone..."
"Yes, those memories. They were so pure and beautiful... but that's why..."
Sakurai's voice trembled, her eyes filled with unshed tears.
"Now that I'm dating Hayashi-kun, I realize how lucky we are. To be able to love openly, without fear or hiding..."
Her words struck a chord within me, a deep longing for something I couldn't have. The streetlights cast a sad glow on her profile, her eyes reflecting a mix of pain and longing.
"Sakurai-san..."
"Will you let me talk to Shirogane-san? As her friend, I want to help her make the right choice."
"...Are you sure about this?"
"Yes. I want to face this with her, as friends."
The wind blew between us, carrying with it the weight of our unspoken words. I couldn't find the right answer, torn between my desire to protect Shirogane and the reality of their situation.
"...Alright."
It was the only response I could give. The broken flute that had shown us so many happy memories. But perhaps, that happiness was not meant to last forever.
As we reached the station, the burden on Sakurai's shoulders seemed heavier than ever. The weight of our secrets, the pain of our choices, and the uncertainty of the future all pressed down on us, a silent companion on our journey home.