Chapter -1 - DLK— 4 (1/2)
The party continued in all its rowdiness as Sakura pulled on her Senpais' hands and brought them to dance with her friends, too. Meanwhile, as the party reached its peak, a few members decided to leave after meeting up with Machio and thanking him for the invitation.
”So? What do you think?”
Machio smiled as his muscles remained nondescript under his casuals while he patted the back of his hand over Nik's arm, amazed by the change of his physique in a matter of a week.
”It's a great party,” Nik huffed out. He should have been slightly exhausted after taking up on Souko's and Sayako's offer to ride them, but he wasn't. Not even at the least. He looked and around, but before he could observe the party, Souko's gentle coo whispered into his consciousness, ”Hey, handsome~”
With amus.e.m.e.nt, Nik turned his head to face the slightly exhausted Souko-Sayako pair as they posed in front fo Nik while standing near the temporary bar and raised their glasses towards him once again.
It was their sign. The two were ready for another round of action within the party itself!
”Machio-san, I'll come by later,” Nik smiled and placed his beer cup on one of the many tables while his absence attracted the attentions of a burly youth who seemed to have the ability to sniff Nik out, ”Machio-san, where did Master go?”
Rick inquired. He and a few other gym members were clothless and oiled-up for their presentations. Even at the party, after the competition, Rick and a few muscle maniacs decided to demonstrate their physiques to attract more members, not that the gym was in short of it.
”I don't know,” Machio shrugged, but the movement happened to be the straw that broke the camel's back as Machio's clothes ripped apart. With a distressed sigh, Machio bent and quickly collected the bits and pieces of his clothes while the people who knew Machio could only sigh.
”Pfft, ever here!” Sakura snickered as Kurumi looked at a humungous man with a small and handsome face picking up torn articles of clothing... his ass was more muscular and more prominent than her mother's! Another black-haired girl wearing a rather elegant dress. The girl wore her hair in a frilled style that was pulled up to make the lower strands reach the base of her neck. Her blue eyes swept past Machio's back muscles, and she couldn't help but salivate with a deep flush taking over her cheeks, ”Amamzing~” She remarked before looking at Kurumi with an expectant gaze, ”Where did your muscles, ehm, I mean, Nik go?”
Akemi Soryuin was a girl raised to never hide her thoughts and when she came to face against beautifully crafted muscles!
Kurumi regarded the school president of their school with a weird gaze.
She knew where Nik was. He was probably exposing his unholy muscle and flexing it within one of her sister's cunt. A scene that was perhaps not needed to be witnessed by an equally muscle-crazed girl. Even Sakura looked towards Kurumi as she shrugged, ”I don't know. He must be out to get a breather or something,” the dark-haired seductress replied non-committally and then looked towards Kaya and Yuuko huddling together beside her mother. The expression on Mitsuko's and Kaya's face painted all the facts that Kurumi needed. It was the expression that only appeared on their faces when they felt a need to corrupt something or someone.
”I-I am so sorry!”