The S-Class Mage is a Gyaru!?-Chapter 62: Rising Star, Part Sixteen

{Akari}

"THIRTY MINUTE BREAK BEFORE THE FINAL MYSTERY ROUND!" The announcer booms while I’m still trying to process the fact that miss thicc-and-deadly just invited me to pound town.

The crowd’s still going wild, phones out everywhere probably posting about how I just dominated the hottest girl I’ve ever seen.

"AKARI!" Haruka basically tackles me, those perfect tits smooshing against mine as she hugs me. "That was so fucking hot! The way you just-" she makes explosion noises, complete with hand gestures that make her boobs jiggle, "-and then she was all-" more explosion noises.

"Thanks baby," I laugh. "Though maybe ease up on the bouncing? My dick’s already confused enough after that fight."

"Oh?" Reina walks up, looking way too amused as she eyes the bulge in my skirt. "Something to do with that little exchange we all just watched?" Her amused look turns into a glare. "You know we have a whole ’nother round comping up, right?"

"I know, I know," I wink, checking my phone again. Ten minutes until my... appointment.

The thought of what’s waiting for me in that bathroom makes my already half-hard dick twitch.

Lily storms past us, looking salty as hell. Her uniform’s still smoking slightly from that ass-kicking the redhead- I mean, Naomi gave her. She actually bumps my shoulder as she passes, which like, rude much?

"What’s her problem?" Haruka asks.

"Probably mad that her little power-up didn’t work out," I shrug, then catch Reina’s confused look. "Oh right, you didn’t notice? Girl definitely took some kind of amplifier before the fight. Came back looking all flushed and powered up."

"Ah, is THAT what that was?" Reina’s tail swishes thoughtfully, brushing against my leg in a way that’s definitely not accidental. "I was wondering why she suddenly got so strong. Though clearly not strong enough~ It was less detectable this time around. Maybe she got access to some higher-quality stuff."

"Speaking of strong," Haruka finally lets me breathe, though her hands are still wandering, "what do you think the mystery round’s gonna be?"

Good question.

After that dance showdown and the combat trial, what else could they throw at us? Maybe some kind of endurance test? Or like, magical obstacle course?

[Hopefully nothing too intense. I’ve got a date with a bathroom stall in about eight minutes and I’m absolutely gonna use up some energy to rail that thicc redhead properly.]

"Whatever it is," I crack my neck, trying not to think about how good Naomi looked all disheveled after our fight, "we’ve got this in the bag. Though maybe this time try not to get eliminated immediately?"

"Hey!" Reina protests, ears twitching indignantly. "I lasted way longer than Lily!"

"And I appreciate that," I say, giving her a thumbs-up.

My phone buzzes.

[NaomiYama🔥]: looking forward to our date, champ 😘

[NaomiYama🔥]: or did I wear you out already?

[NaomiYama🔥]: cause I’ve got plenty left in me 😈

[... Fuck.]

"Hey," I start backing away from my friends, trying to look casual and probably failing miserably, "I gotta... uh... check something real quick."

"Sure you do," Reina smirks, definitely catching the way I adjust my skirt to hide my growing problem.

"Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!" Haruka calls after me, slapping my ass as I turn.

"Baby, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do!"

Her laugh follows me as I speed-walk toward the third floor, my platforms clicking against marble with increasing urgency.

[Sorry mystery round, but mama’s got priorities. And that priority is currently waiting to get railed in a bathroom stall.]

--- 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

{Professor Zhang}

I can’t help but smirk as I watch the replay on my phone - Akari absolutely showing up everyone in both rounds. That golden light show during the dance was impressive enough, but the way she read Naomi’s timing in that fight?

[Kid’s got talent AND style. Not a combo you see every day.]

"This is unacceptable!" Chen’s practically having an aneurysm next to me, her perfectly styled hair coming undone. "Did you see how she handled herself? The uniform violations alone-"

"Her tits looked great though," I mutter, just loud enough for Sato to choke on his tea.

"Professor Zhang!" He sputters, mopping at his now-stained shirt. "This is serious! The Honda Guild-"

"Got their asses handed to them by our S-Class," I finish for him, stretching in my chair. "The fact that her breasts were breasting a lot in that fight doesn’t take away from that."

Movement catches my eye - Akari speed-walking toward the stairs, adjusting her skirt in a way that definitely means she’s up to no good. That bulge isn’t exactly subtle.

[Going to meet someone, princess?]

"She needs to win the mystery round," Chen declares, like she’s announcing the fucking weather. "Anything less would be-"

"Oh fuck off," I roll my eyes. "She just won two rounds back to back. What more do you want?"

"Everything!" Chen and Sato say in unison.

I sigh, but, I mean... I can’t say I don’t feel slightly the same way.

We’re one win away from cleanly sweeping the Honda Guild. All this bullshit about honor and decency aside, this is incredibly satisfying to me.

Shion Honda’s voice cuts through our bickering. She’s standing in the doorway, looking right at me.

[Ah, fuck.] I let my head hang. [The peace was nice while it lasted, I guess.]

"Mind if we talk?" She asks me directly, ignoring the other professors. "Privately?"

I consider saying no, just to be difficult. But...

"Sure," I stand, cracking my neck.

Chen makes that sound - you know, that uptight bitch sound - as we leave.

Shion walks beside me in silence, which would be great if it wasn’t so fucking suspicious.

Last time she was this quiet, she’d just screwed me over for that promotion to Guild Captain. Got me in front of everyone too, presenting "evidence" of my "improper conduct".

"Your girl’s impressive," she finally says as we reach an empty classroom. "Not many people can read Naomi’s timing like that. Almost reminds me of you back in the day."

"She’s not ’my girl’," I lean against a desk, watching my old rival, my old mentor, my old... whatever, try to play nice. Her Honda Guild uniform’s as perfect as ever - probably irons it while she sleeps, the tryhard bitch. "She’s just a student who actually gives a shit about learning."

"Unlike you back in the day?" There’s that smirk I used to want to punch off her face. Still do, honestly. "Always skipping training to sneak off and..."

"Oh fuck off. Just because I didn’t kiss ass like you-"

"Oh? But I vividly recall you kissing ass. My ass. Lots of times, in fact."

[... Low blow, bitch.]

"That was casual and you know it." My tattoos ripple with irritation, remembering how Shion used to trace them with her fingers. "Besides, it never got in the way of my work."

"Ancient history, I know," she waves it off, but I catch the way her jaw tightens. "Nowadays, I’m more interested in what you’re teaching these kids. Spell dispersal? That’s advanced stuff. Dangerous stuff. Getting the timing wrong would mean Naomi’s spell would hit that gyaru with full force. Sure you wanna let her depend on tricks like that?"

"Jealous?" I can’t help but grin. "Mad that your fancy guild training got shown up by a gyaru with nice tits? At least she knows how to have fun while kicking ass."

She glares at me. I keep going.

"No, seriously. All that proper form, all those traditional techniques, and Akari just-" I make an explosion sound, "-blew right through it. Must sting. Especially since your ’perfect’ training couldn’t save-"

She steps closer, trying that intimidation bullshit that hasn’t worked on me since I met her.

"You’re teaching dangerous techniques to untrained students. I thought you didn’t like that sort of thing. Sure made a fuss back at the guild about it."

I roll my eyes.

"Well, first of all, as much as I’d like to take the credit, I can’t. Akari showed up to Crescent Moon knowing how to disperse spells. I had nothing to do with that," I snap back.

"But you absolutely taught her how to refine the technique, didn’t you?"

"..."

Fuck. She got me there.

"Well, unlike your precious guild, which is still stuck in the fucking dark ages with their ’proper way’ bullshit, I-"

"That ’bullshit’ kept magic stable for centuries!"

"That bullshit got three guild members killed because they weren’t ’ready’ to learn advanced defense!"

The silence that follows is heavy.

Yeah, there’s a reason I left.

I remember it like it was yesterday. Three junior members, barely old enough to drink, getting their asses handed to them by some rogue mages. Basic thugs with street-level magic who just happened to know how to defend against standard attacks. Our kids didn’t stand a chance. They didn’t know spell dispersal, didn’t know anything beyond the "approved" techniques. Their bodies were still warm when Shion stood up at the memorial and talked about "maintaining proper standards."

Fuck proper standards.

"... That’s what this is about?" Shion’s voice goes soft, like it used to when we were friends. "You’re still hung up on-"

"Don’t." My tattoos are practically burning now. "Just... don’t. Say whatever you came to say and let’s be done with it. Some of us have actual work to do."

She studies me for a moment, then sighs. I catch a glimpse of the girl I used to know, before politics and power turned her into... this.

Rather than continue, she turns to leave. But pauses at the door.

"For what it’s worth? I am sorry that happened. I do wish we could have prevented that."

"Fuck off, Shion."

Her bitter laugh follows her out, and I’m left alone with memories I’d rather forget.

[... I need a drink.]

Walking back to where Chen and Sato are probably still having conniptions, I can’t help but grin. Might as well give them something new to be upset about.

"Hey," I call as I enter, "anyone else notice how Akari’s tits bounce when she does that spell dispersal thing? It’s like watching physics take a holiday."

The sound Chen makes could shatter glass. Worth it.

[Still got it.]