CL: Chapter 4.5 – Days of Ryū

(Title – 竜の日々 – Ryu no Hibi – Days of Ryū)

This is a special chapter. It’s about Ryū’s POV. Hope you will enjoy reading this one.

– Ren-kun★彡

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A few days before the start of classes, I received a call from our dorm administrator. They asked me to move out of my old room and transfer to the room dedicated to school athletes. It’s too much hard work moving out on short notice.

I finished moving in to my new room. It was better than the old one; it’s got a balcony that faces the east. The wall paint was dark blue and it actually suited my taste.

Since it was already Saturday, I didn’t bother to go back home to Tokyo. It was too much hassle and I would be able to practice basketball while waiting for the first day of school. You might be wondering why I am studying here in Kyoto instead of studying in Tokyo. My parents and my grandparents studied here. They wanted me to study in their beloved school.

I lied down on my bed to have a quick nap. I then heard a loud bang outside my room, as if something heavy fell down. I opened my door slightly and sneaked a peak to see what happened outside. I saw a petite guy who was trying to carry a big piece of luggage but then dropped it. He looked irritated. I noticed that he was moving into my old room. I wonder if I should give him my spare key for that room? Nah, don’t want to bother. Then I decided to close the door and go back to sleep.

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First day of school and I woke up early. I decided to practice basketball first before I go to class. I took a quick bath and ate my usual breakfast. I took a sip of my miso soup. It was really appetizing. I mixed two raw eggs with my steamed rice and then added some natto[1]. After eating, I went out to the gym to practice.

([1] Nattō, なっとう or 納豆 – is a traditional Japanese food made from soybeans fermented with Bacillus subtilis var. natto. Some eat it as a breakfast food. It is served with soy sauce, karashi mustard and Japanese bunching onion. Nattō may be an acquired taste because of its powerful smell, strong flavor, and slimy texture. In Japan, nattō is most popular in the eastern regions, including Kantō, Tōhoku, and Hokkaido.)

After practice, I decided to rest in a nearby school park. I brought a book to read while resting. I checked for an available bench to sit on but it looks like almost every bench was occupied – except for one. This bench can occupy four people but I saw the same petite guy lying on it and he looks like he was sleeping. He had his left arm cover his face while he used his backpack as a pillow.

I clicked my tongue as I was annoyed. I sat down near his head since there was space for me to sit there. I coughed to wake him up but he did not move at all. I opened my book and sarcastically said, “It’s a quarter to nine in the morning and you’re sleeping on a park bench. Great.”

I waited for a response but he just scratched his neck. I can tell that he finally noticed I was there so he sat up properly, bowed down, and started to rub his eyes. He’s cute. What a loli-shota[2].
([2] Loli-shota – A mix of what Lolita [usually a girl between the many years 8-16] and shonen [definition: guy]. It translates to a boy who looks far more youthful and chances are they tend to be and frequently act in this kind of fashion.)

Yes, I like guys but couldn’t tell anyone about it. This is the reason why, until now, I haven’t been in a long-term relationship with girls. I had a few decent girlfriends but we just broke up in a matter of a week or two. I haven’t been in a relationship with a guy before because I was afraid that people would look down on me, especially my parents.

For some reason, I kind of scared the shit out of him. He ran away from me and looked really apologetic. I wanted to run after him but I feel like I’m glued to the bench. I really have difficulties with expressing what I truly feel. I have the tendency to be rude and apathetic towards others. I have been taken advantage of in the past, multiple times. I became like this to protect myself.

There goes my chance to talk with him.

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In the afternoon, we had a meeting in the school basketball court. I was discussing the process with our coach in accepting rookies for our team. After the meeting, me and my friends went out of the court. The basketball court was situated two buildings away from the library.

“Hey bro. Be prepared for your fans. I know they will tear you apart,” Ken said and chuckled. “I can’t believe you’re still single to this day. We have been classmates since elementary and I have never seen you in a serious relationship. You did have some girlfriends but, for me, they were just mere flings,” he added.

I just sighed in response and rolled my eyes. If only he knew.

Once we step out, there was a mob of fan girls. Being popular is nice but I couldn’t get a proper life because of these stalkers and crazy fan girls. I then felt someone pulling my arms. Someone was even trying to get my varsity jacket. I got so annoyed that I wanted to punch them even if they were girls. Fortunately, the professors and my coach intervened. The mob was then dispersed and I could see from the looks on their faces that they were anxious to get near us. I smirked and unconsciously rolled my eyes again.

“Dude you’re so mean,” Ken said.

“Why shouldn’t I be?” I coldly responded.

He did not respond afterwards. He knows it’s pointless to have a word fight with me.
As I was checking on the surroundings, I saw a familiar back walking towards the library…

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We were practing all day. I know it’s too early but we are really aiming to make it to the All Japan Intercollegiate Basketball Championship this December[3]. My father was the team captain during his days and they were able to win the championship. I wanted to live up to my family’s expectations for me so I am really determined to win.

([3] All Japan Intercollegiate Basketball Championship [全日本大学バスケットボール選手権大会 or Zen Nippon Daigaku Basukettoboru Senshuken Taikai] is an annual nationwide intercollegiate basketball tournament. It is the largest scale amateur sport event in Japan.)

We were notifed then that we need to attend the kouhai-senpai meet that our professors arranged. I’m not particularly the type of guy who likes to talk too much. I’m too lazy and I don’t give a fuck whether or not they know me.

I led the team to the assembly hall. We were able to make it before the event ended. We were supposed to walk through the center aisle but we can see that part is crowded with girls whose eyes were twinkling due to determination to get a chance from us.

We then decided to take the right aisle. While walking, we came across bench boy again and it looks like he was pulled by one of the girls nearby. I saw that he fell on the guy sitting near him. I can feel my heart skip a beat from what I saw. I was furious. I reached out my hand to help him stand up. I almost knocked the girl down for doing this to him. Ken held on to my arms when he noticed that I was about to push the girl.

Out of reflex, I scolded bench boy for being so stupid and for being a weakling.

In the end, I walked away from them. I don’t want to feel apologetic for scolding him. Why was he so fucking soft like a sissy? He’s getting into my nerves.

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Friday. I know my friends would ask me out again later to drink and to hook up with girls. I just like to accompany them but I prefer not to hook up anymore, especially now that I like someone. In the end, I’m the one who always drives them home since I have a car. Because of that, I am not allowed to get wasted.
These past few days, I couldn’t get myself to focus. I was so moody that when they commit the slightest mistake, I get angry easily. I’m always day dreaming. My friends think that I am sick or I have a problem with my family. I’m sick, yeah. I was love sick. I know they are just concerned. I did not bother to explain. I hate explaining myself to others.

I couldn’t get him out of my mind. This bench boy really got the best of me. I easily got turned on from the thought of him. While I was busy thinking about this, my professor asked me to get something from the faculty room. Since I got nothing to do, I followed her instructions.

After getting the files from the faculty room, I saw a familiar face. Shit! It was bench boy. My heart started to race. I could feel my face becoming warm. My feet unsconsciously brought me near him. While I was close, he went inside the washroom. I followed him. Before I went in, I could see that his face darkened and he was somehow fidgeting. I saw him holding a specimen bottle. I immediately understood what he was worried about.

I grabbed the bottle when he placed it on top of the sink. After bickering over the specimen bottle, he wasn’t able to stop me from helping him. I went inside the stall to help him with the specimen collection. I saw him standing in front of the stall. I was thinking, “If you are willing to wait for me outside the stall, why not help me relieve myself.” If only I can say it directly to him. I’m so naughty. I just shooed him away. I’m not comfortable knowing that he is just outside.

I was finally able to cum. I placed it in the specimen bottle. I wanted to save more for him. I smirked. I went out and saw him waiting outside the washroom. I was still in a daze from the bliss I felt when I was thinking of him while pleasuring myself. I tossed the bottle to him. He caught it. I reached out for his head and messed up his hair. There was a moment of silence. I felt awkward so I decided to walk away.

My lust for him got the best of me. I’m starting to turn into somebody else.

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At the pub, my friends were really wasted. Some vomited. I envied them so much that I start drinking as well. I became tipsy and then finally wasted. It’s a good thing that Ken was not around and is sober. I called him and asked him to pick me up.

At the dorm, while he was helping me enter my room, I insisted on going to my old room. He was not able to do anything. He knows that if I want to do something, I’m really determined to do so. I’m the adamant type. He sighed and just left me.

I reached out my spare key from my pocket. The door opened. I saw that the light was switched off. I saw the bench boy’s silhouette on the bed. I presumed he was sleeping already. I wanted to lay beside him but since I was groggy, I accidentally landed on top of him.

He woke up and I felt that he was pushing me away. I could feel that he was trembling from fear. I immediately spoke and gave him a sign that it was me by calling him “bench boy.”

I got the courage to say that he needs to take responsibility for not “helping” me earlier when I helped him with my cum. I hugged him tightly. Initially, he was resisting but later on, he calmed down. I was still awake. I couldn’t sleep knowing that I am hugging the person that I adore.

The moonlight shone on his face. I can see how smooth his skin was. His face was so radiant. I liked the contour of his beautiful face. His nose was just right and his lips, I wanted to have a taste of his pink and small lips. I wanted to eat him up! After enjoying this wonderful sight, I went into deep slumber.

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*Nattō with egg and rice – this is one of my favorites. (●’ω`●)

 


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