The S-Class Mage is a Gyaru!?-Chapter 56: Rising Star, Part Ten

{Akari}

Lily leads me to this empty classroom, and I’m already regretting following her fake innocent ass.

... But that fake innocent ass sure does have some swing to it.

[FUUUCK, stop that. You are NOT attracted to this absolute megabitch. Stop.]

"You know what your problem is, Akari-chan?" The moment the door closes, that saccharine smile drops right off her face. Seriously, her voice goes from cotton candy to pure venom.

"Enlighten me, hun," I lean against a desk, making sure to stick my tits out just right. I’m still fluent in Bitchanese.

Two can play at this game.

"You think just because you’ve got raw talent, you deserve to be here." She stalks toward me like a predator. It’s weird cause she’s like seven inches shorter than me, but the way she walks makes me move back a step or two. I guess this is what they call "aura". "But some of us have worked our asses off for years."

[Oh, we’re doing THIS again.]

I’m already exhausted.

"The fuck you mean ’just raw talent’?" I actually laugh. "Bitch, I’ve been practicing just as hard as your fake ass! You think I got this good by accident? Yeah, I’m talented, but-"

"Please." She gets right up in my face. The classroom suddenly feels way too small. "You breeze through every test while the rest of us study until we pass out. You turn combat magic into a fucking joke with your little tricks-"

"Sounds like a you problem, bestie." My heart rate picks up. "You wanna beat me? Heh, then try harder or somethin’."

Lily stops and glares at me. I glare right back.

"... You want to know what your real problem is?" Her hand shoots out, grabbing my tie. "You’re all bark and no bite."

My whole body goes hot. The way she’s looking at me, the way she’s got me pinned...

"..."

"That’s what I thought." Her smile turns sharp as a knife. "The big bad S-Class, getting all worked up... Pathetic."

"I-"

And then she kisses me.

[WHAT.]

Her lips crash into mine, hard and demanding. Nothing like Haruka’s playful makeouts or Reina’s shy glances. This is pure dominance, and my brain short-circuits completely.

I taste something sweet on her tongue, and I’m pretty sure I swallow a bit more than just her saliva, but I’m too busy moaning into her mouth to care. My hands find her waist automatically, pulling her closer as she basically attacks my mouth with hers.

[Holy fuck holy fuck holy FUCK-]

She pulls back with a smirk, leaving me panting like a bitch in heat.

But, although she’s smirking, she’s blushing too.

"... Don’t underperform," she raises a brow as she takes a single step back. "Wouldn’t want to have you making me look bad."

I can’t even answer. My dick’s harder than a calculus final and my head’s spinning like I just chugged three energy drinks.

"See you at the exhibition, Akari-chan~" She practically purrs my name, straightening her uniform. Then - I swear to god - she pats my dick. It twitches on her palm for a second before she takes her hand away. "Better bring your A-game."

And then she’s gone, leaving me alone with my throbbing cock and way too many questions.

[... What the actual fuck just happened?]

My phone buzzes.

[Ruka💕]: where u at babe??? exhibition’s starting soon!

[Ruka💕]: got my lucky panties on just for u 😘

[Focus, Akari. FOCUS.]

I adjust my skirt, trying to push what just happened out of my mind.

[Whatever.] I check my reflection, fixing my smeared lipstick. [Time to show these Honda Guild basics what an S-Class can do.]

... Even if my knees are still weak from whatever the fuck that was.

---

Holy SHIT, they went all out.

The theatre’s been transformed into something straight out of a gladiator movie - except instead of Roman vibes, we’ve got magical light shows and floating platforms everywhere. The seats stretch up into actual stadium seating, and there’s gotta be at least a thousand people packed in here.

[... No pressure or anything,] I blink. [Was this all the Honda Guild’s marketing? They really spread the word, huh.]

"This is insane," I mutter to Reina, who’s next to me. "They did all this in a week?"

"Money talks," she, the literal heiress to CrysTech, says with a shrug.

[Point taken.]

In any case, I’m currently trying to will my dick to soften after... whatever that was earlier. Speaking of which, she’s standing a few feet away looking WAY too pleased with herself.

[Still feels like I swallowed something, but I dunno.]

Haruka’s bouncing on her toes beside me, those perfect tits threatening to escape her crop top with every jump.

"You’re gonna crush it, ’Kari!" She grabs my arm, pressing those beauties right against me. "Show these basics what my champion can do!"

[God, I love this girl.]

"Well, well, well..." Another voice pipes up.

[Oh great.]

Shion fucking Honda basically materializes in front of us, and... god DAMN. She’s rocking this slutty secretary look - tight black blazer with gold trim that’s fighting for its life against her tits, a short skirt with a belt so thick it may as well be a sash, and thigh-high black boots. Plus, the smirk on her face makes my dick want to give her a high five.

[... Do I have a thing for bitchy girls? Am I just now discovering that about myself?]

Behind her, the rest of her team’s lurking. That silver-haired goddess, that handsome dude, and that thick redhead who looks like she could bench press me.

[Why is everyone here so fucking hot?]

"If it isn’t the S-Class herself," Shion looks me up and down. "Hope you’re ready to put on a show."

"Oh honey," I match her smirk for smirk. "I was BORN ready. Question is, can you handle it?"

Her laugh sounds like expensive champagne being poured into an equally expensive glass.

"Bold words from someone who had to post her dick pics to get attention."

"At least my dick’s worth posting about." I step closer, using those couple inches I’ve got on her. "Unlike whatever limp, flaccid magic you and your team are packing."

Her team bristles behind her. That redhead borderline growls.

"We’ll see about that." Shion’s still got that infuriating smile. "Hope you studied your dance moves, princess. Would hate for you to trip in those... interesting shoes."

"Don’t worry about me, honey." I blow her a kiss. "Just try to keep up."

She laughs again and just walks away.

The announcer’s voice (yes, there’s an announcer) booms through the arena:

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WELCOME TO THE FIRST EVER CRESCENT MOON VS HONDA GUILD EXHIBITION MATCH!"

[Game time.]

"How are you feeling, superstar?" Reina asks, before yawning and stretching. Her back arches and her cat-like tail stretches with her. "Ready?"

"Born ready."

Well, I say that, but something feels... off. My head’s fuzzy, probably from Lily’s kiss earlier.

"Looking good, ladies." Zhang appears next to us, combat boots clicking against the marble floor. "Ready to show the Honda Guild what Crescent Moon’s made of?"

"Born ready," I say for like the fifth time today. My head’s still fuzzy but whatever. "Though a few more details about this ’mystery challenge’ would be nice."

"Can’t help you there." She shrugs, then leans in close. "But listen - these Honda Guild types? They’re all about showing off. Trust me, I know them very, very well. Pure flash over substance. Remember that."

[Noted.]

"Also," she eyes Lily for a second, "watch each other’s backs out there. You’re a team now, whether you like it or not."

And, soon, Zhang’s already heading toward the judges’ table where Sato and Chen are setting up. Shion Honda’s there too, looking way too pleased with herself as she chats with some corporate types.

"Places, everyone!" The announcer’s voice booms again. "Competitors to your starting positions!"

My platforms click against the floor as we take our spots. The Honda team lines up opposite us - that silver-haired goddess on the left, the hot guy in the middle, and that thicc redhead on the right.

[Focus on the match. Not on how good they look. FOCUS.]

"You got this, champion!" Haruka calls from the sidelines.

The crowd’s going nuts as magical spotlights dance across the arena. I catch glimpses of faces in the crowd - students, teachers, even some faces I recognize from magical news sites and the ManaGram.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" The announcer’s really getting into it now. "IN THIS CORNER, REPRESENTING THE PRESTIGIOUS HONDA GUILD..."

The silver-haired girl steps forward first.

"Yuki Tanaka, Guild Rank B!"

Then the guy.

"Kim Watanabe, Guild Rank B!"

Finally the redhead, looking ready to throw down.

"Naomi Yamamoto, Guild Rank B!"

[Damn... B ranks? Against three students? They’re not playing around.]

Not good. I mean, yes, I’m an S-Class, but what that means is my **potential** is S-Class. Or, I have the capabilities to become S rank. Putting me up against B ranks?

Seems a bit excessive, but okay.

"AND IN THIS CORNER, REPRESENTING CRESCENT MOON UNIVERSITY..."

Reina steps up first, cool as ice.

"Reina Miyamoto, Class 1."

Then Lily, all innocent smiles again.

"Lily Amano, Class 1!"

Finally, my turn.

I walk up to the edge of the stage, spin, and strike a pose with a peace sign across my right eye.

"Akari Nakamura, S-Class, Class 1 student, baby!"

The crowd loses it at that, and I catch Zhang trying not to laugh while Chen looks ready to pop a blood vessel.

"THE RULES ARE SIMPLE!" The announcer continues. "THREE ROUNDS - DANCE, COMBAT, AND THE MYSTERY CHALLENGE! HIGHEST TOTAL SCORE WINS!"

My head’s still swimming a bit, but I push through it. Whatever Lily did to me earlier... I’ll deal with it later.

[Time to put on a show.]