16 Truth - Part 3 (1/2)

However, despite coming to that conclusion, I still managed to find myself locked alone with her in this room.

Faced with pure beauty as her invasive glare peers into my soul.

All up close and personal.

Ah before I forget, I did skip a few details that came afterwards but I don't think they require much of a spotlight.

About an hour after homeroom, she approached me about finding a quiet room to hide in. I located Chris in order to grab the keys to the only room I had access to: The SF club. The only issue was that I had naively thought that she merely wished to hide here during free periods and lunch.

Once I let her in though, she locked me in with her and hid the key in her pocket.

And here we are.

Her face hovers above mine without care for either of our personal space. Her gaze probed at my expression for any sign of a lie as she prepared to hear my answer out.

She must truly love Scarlet to go this far.

But.

BUT!

What the hell am I supposed to look at in this situation?!

This is completely unfair!!

If I look up, I'd be faced with her intense stare.

If I look away, I'd only confirm her suspicions.

And if I look forward…

Twin peaks.

The holy land stretched out right before my eyes.

Well, what I'm trying to say is…

I can see her fucking tits!

Momoka's shirt hangs down and her cleavage is clearly visible right before my face.

It's mesmerizing.

They're not as big as Jennifer's, but really, which freshman could possible compare to her? The fact of the matter is, they're pretty damn sizeable for a 9th grader.

It's like… how to put it… They're more buoyant than I'd expected. I guess that makes sense since she's wearing a bra. At least one strap is usually visible on her shoulders, but now even the cups are actually right before my face.

Before my…

A sudden sense of guilt washes over me.

No no! There's no reason to feel guilty here! I-I'm a man! Of course I'm going to look down her shirt!

This is beyond unfair! I demand a lawyer! Where the hell is Nick right now?!

… Wait, come to think of it, this is definitely wrong. Right now I have a girlfriend, right? Which means I'm supposed to be a perfect gentleman. No, even without that, I shouldn't take advantage of her in this situation.

Feeling embarrassed, I end up turning my face away.

”T-too close, Momoka…”

”Hmm? What is?”

”Y-your boobs… You're too close!”

”What's wrong with them? Don't change the subject again, Chase. This is important.”

Does this girl have no sense of shame?!

”No, um… How should I put it..?”

My lack of conviction seems to bother her visibly, causing her to sigh.

”Hmm, well, I guess I am coming off a bit too strongly right now.”

Seeming to mistake my bubbling libido for genuine fear, she moves back into her seat as if nothing happened.

”Fair enough, we have five hours to get an answer out of you. Let's continue playing.”

”A-ah, sure…”

Phew. That was close.

Still though, what kind of a saint is she? For a second I actually thought she was attempting to seduce me, but it seems that she really was clueless.

I move my first pawn forward in return.

For a while, we just silently moved our chess pieces as we lose ourselves in the quiet atmosphere of the room. I would occasionally sneak glances at her face as I thought my next move through. I'm dying to know what she was thinking at that time.

What led her to act out against Ryan like that earlier? Being locked in here seemed like a good excuse to get that answer out of her.

On the other hand, she was simply reading her book as she anticipated my next response. I guess it makes sense that she'd look down on me like this. I'm not very good at this game after all. This is probably kinda boring for her.

Thinking that made me feel a bit lonely.

”You're dozing off.”

”H-huh?”

”I already answered your move, but you haven't even looked at the board yet. Are you falling asleep?”

”Ahh, sorry. I pulled an all-nighter last night so I didn't get much sleep.”

I move my next piece forward, careful not to knock down any of my other pieces.

”An all-nighter huh? Chase, I don't think it needs to be said, but while it's okay to explore your body as a teenager, you should probably pace yourself if it ends up losing you sleep.”

”W-what the hell are you saying?”

”Me? I'm only giving you a fair warning. High school is supposed to be the best time of your life, you know. It'd be a shame to miss out on most of it because you spent all of it fatigued from constant masturb-”

”Please don't say anything else. I feel like I'd die of embarrassment if you said anymore. I'm begging you.”

”Don't say anymore? What part of it shouldn't I say? That you're tired? A hormonal teenager? Or perhaps it's because every night you masturbate to the thought of licking Scarlet's armpits?”

”Do I look like I have an armpit fetish?!”

That's just disgusting! Who the hell gets off to armpits?!

”Haaa… I get that you're embarrassed by your chronic masturbation issue, but I was only teasing you. If you keep screaming like that then we'll get found by teachers too quickly, don't you think?”

Actually, I'd rather get found out than deal with one more second of this.

”Haaa, fine fine. Still though, are you sure staying in here is what you should be doing? I mean it's fine for today, but… Are you planning to avoid Ryan tomorrow as well?”

”No, I won't have to avoid him tomorrow. If all goes well then everything will be settled today.”

”… Is that so?”

I'm not convinced, but there's nothing more to be said on the matter.

If nothing else, Momoka is extremely cunning. That's why if she says it'll be solved, then I'll just have to believe her.

”Yes, that's how it is. Checkmate.”

”… Huh?! Already?!”

Its true that we'd played a few more turns during that conversation, but… I've only played four moves total and I'm already in checkmate? How'd her queen get all the way there?

”More importantly Chase, what's with this passive strategy you're employing right now?

”Umm, I'm not very familiar with any real tactics so I just thought I'd move my pawns up one by one to see how you react.”

She puts a finger to her chin.

The way she reacts gives me the impression that my plan was no good. I can't help but feel a bit embarrassed right now.

”I suppose that makes sense. But I'll let you know early on that carelessly opening with excessive pawn moves like you just did is a strategy riddled with holes. No, it can't even be called a strategy. By removing the pawns around your king you basically placed your head on the guillotine for me. You moved none of your strong pieces forward and as a result of that you lost complete control over the middle of the board.”

”Ahh, is that so...? I probably should have kept more pieces around my king then.”