Author Note:
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Nightfall in the Forest
The moon hung high in the sky, casting silver light over the dense canopy of trees.
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and wildflowers.
It was a secluded spot—untouched by the world, hidden away from prying eyes. The perfect place Kushida had found earlier that day.
Kure Ragna leaned against a thick tree trunk, arms crossed as he watched Kushida step closer.
She had led him here with that teasing smile of hers, and now, under the moonlight, her expression softened.
"This place is beautiful, isn't it?" she murmured, her voice carrying a hint of something more—something unspoken.
He nodded, glancing around. The forest, bathed in pale luminescence, did have a certain allure.
But it wasn't the scenery that held his attention. It was her.
She turned to face him fully, her amber eyes gleaming in the dim light.
"I told you I'd make it worth your while," she whispered, stepping closer.
He smirked slightly.
"You always have a way of keeping things interesting."
Kushida chuckled, tilting her head.
"Then let's make tonight unforgettable."
She didn't give him time to respond. She closed the distance between them, her fingers brushing against his chest before she pulled him down into a kiss.
It started slow—soft, testing—but the moment he responded, it deepened.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands resting on her waist before pulling her closer.
It was only then that he realized how warm she was.
Time blurred as the kiss grew hungrier, breaths mingling in the cool night air. Their movements were natural, instinctive.
His hands traced the curve of her back, hers wandered over his shoulders. Clothes shifted, fingers explored, and soon, nothing but the night surrounded them.
Currently, Kure Ragna and Kushida's position could be described as,
Hands on her tits, dick in her slit…
Right now, Kure Ragna stood still, grabbing Kushida's large breasts tightly to support her body.
His fingers sank into her soft flesh as he squeezed and kneaded the plump mounds.
While Kushida moved her body up, then slammed back down onto Kure Ragna's thick cock.
Grip~ squeeze~ squeeze~
Fwap! Shlap~ shlop~
"Ahh! Nh! Ghh!! Ugh!!"
She cried out as his cock plunged deep inside her cunt.
Again and again she repeated this motion, using her body to bounce on his cock.
Her tight pussy gripped him tightly as she impaled herself over and over.
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"Agh… so sleepy."
By the third day of the exam, Kure Ragna found himself arriving at camp later than usual, nearly stepping in right on time—a rare slip in his otherwise precise sense of time.
Not that it was surprising. Last night had been exhausting.
First, he and Kushida Kikyo had lingered on the beach until nearly ten.
Then, upon returning to the cruise ship, Arisu Sakayanagi had cornered him, pressing for answers about his whereabouts.
Finally, by the time the questioning and the ensuing chatter died down, it was almost one in the morning before he got any sleep.
Physical exhaustion wasn't the problem—it was the lack of sleep that weighed on him.
Yet, instead of the usual morning roll call, he walked into camp to find Class B split into two factions, locked in a tense standoff.
The atmosphere was thick with conflict, and in the middle of it all, their homeroom teacher, Sae Chabashira, stood off to the side, massaging her forehead like she had a migraine.
Kure Ragna clicked his tongue.
"What the hell's going on? You all look like you're about to start filming a battle royale."
Both sides turned to him instantly.
"Kure Ragna! You're just in time! Something big happened!"
Before anyone else could speak, Satsuki Shinohara stepped forward, practically bursting with urgency.
Ragna raised an eyebrow. Something big?
Before he could ask, Shinohara continued,
"Kei's underwear was stolen!"
"…What?"
He blinked. For a second, he thought he misheard.
Karuizawa's… underwear?
"Yeah,"
Kushida Kikyo chimed in. "Kei woke up this morning and found that a pair of her underwear was missing from her bag. She's still crying in the tent."
"Oh…"
Ragna sighed, rubbing his temple. Now it made sense—someone had stolen it during the night.
Not impossible, given the circumstances. Due to limited space, their tents weren't exactly secure, and everyone's bags were left outside.
If someone wanted to steal something, all they had to do was pretend to wake up for a bathroom break and snatch whatever they wanted.
"So where are we at now?"
Ragna asked, turning to Yukinoshita Haruno, who usually handled the camp's affairs.
Before Haruno could answer, Shinohara snapped,
"Wait, shouldn't you—at least as Kei's boyfriend—be furious about this?!"
Ragna gave her a blank stare.
"And what, exactly, will getting angry accomplish?"
Shinohara faltered.
"If getting mad fixed things, I'd just have Sudo scream at the thief until they returned it."
"…Huh?"
Ken Sudo, who had been half-asleep in the background, suddenly looked up, confused.
"What did I do?"
"That's beside the point," Haruno interrupted, taking control of the conversation.
"We've already searched the area but found nothing. If the underwear is still in camp, there's only one possible place it could be."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the implication was clear.
The boys' side.
Naturally, that set them off.
"Oi, just because you can't find it doesn't mean we stole it!"
"Maybe Karuizawa just lost it herself!"
A chorus of voices rose in protest. Understandable, but from an objective standpoint, the most likely culprit was indeed among them.
It wasn't like someone from another class would sneak over in the dead of night just to steal a pair of underwear.
A ridiculous thought… unless they were completely insane.
Amid the commotion, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka watched quietly, observing the escalating tension.
"Looks like the stage is set. Now let's see how it plays out," he muttered.
Then, Haruno spoke up again.
"My proposal is simple: let Kure Ragna check all the boys' bags."
The boys exchanged uncertain glances.
"Wait, what's the point?" Ragna cut in.
Haruno frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Think about it. If someone stole underwear in the middle of the night and actually used it, would they seriously hide the evidence in their bag?"
"Even an idiot knows that getting caught means instant suspicion. If anything, they would've buried it somewhere outside the camp to retrieve it later—or never."
His words carried weight, forcing everyone to reconsider.
"But there's a flaw in that method," he continued.
"Hiding something takes time. In the middle of the night, in total darkness, they'd have to sneak out, find a place to bury it, wash their hands, and return unnoticed. That means… someone must have seen them."
His gaze swept over the group, sharp and probing.
"So… tell me. Which tents had people sneaking out last night?"
Silence.
Then, Yosuke Hirata hesitantly raised his hand.
"If I remember correctly… Ike left our tent in the middle of the night."
"Oh yeah!"
Yamauchi added quickly. "And he was gone for a while."
Ike Kanji turned pale.
"Wha—?! No! I—I just went to the bathroom! And it was dark! I—I didn't have a flashlight, so it took longer!"
Ragna sighed, gesturing for him to come forward.
"Come here."
"I—"
"Come here."
Realizing resistance was futile, Ike shuffled forward with his head down.
Without a word, Ragna grabbed both sides of Ike's face, forcing him to look up.
The girls watched in confusion.
"Wait… what is he doing?" one whispered.
"Looks like… an exorcism?"
"No," Sotomura adjusted his glasses.
"This is an interrogation technique used by the CIA. It detects subtle changes in body temperature to determine if someone is lying."
"Uh… are you quoting Detective Conan again?"
Ignoring the murmurs, Ragna stared Ike down.
"Tell me exactly what you did last night."
"I…" Ike's gaze flickered to the upper left.
"I woke up, went to the bathroom, guessed the direction since I couldn't see, found a spot, and—uh, accidentally splashed my feet. Then I had trouble finding the tent again…"
"That's it?"
"That's it!"
Ragna held his gaze for a few more moments before releasing him.
"Alright. I believe you."
Ike practically collapsed in relief. "See?! I told you it wasn't me!"
But just as the tension eased, a soft voice spoke up from the girls' side.
"Um…"
Everyone turned.
Sakura Airi, looking nervous as ever, raised her hand hesitantly.
"Actually… someone else went out last night."
Ragna's eyes narrowed. "Who?"
Slowly, she pointed toward Ibuki Mio.
Ibuki, who had been standing quietly the whole time, turned away as if the conversation had nothing to do with her.
A heavy silence fell over the camp.
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