Chapter 6: Rika’s Revenge — Secrets and Spilled Tea
Chapter 6: Rika's Revenge — Secrets and Spilled Tea
The trip was supposed to end quietly.
No one was supposed to know.
But Rika wasn't "no one."
She had noticed the strange glances at breakfast. Miyu's dreamy smile. Sayaka's lazy, satisfied stretch. And Aoi? Looking like a man who had seen things — and done plenty more.
> "Something happened last night," Rika muttered, stirring her juice with the straw, "and I wasn't invited."
Her smirk deepened.
> "Well, that's not going to happen again."
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The Return to School
Back at class, everything looked normal.
But Aoi felt the shift — like the air had changed.
Miyu sat closer now. Sayaka sent him teasing texts under the table. And Rika? Rika watched.
With intent.
> "So," she whispered during lunch, leaning close enough for him to catch a hint of vanilla perfume, "I hear you've been busy."
He choked on his rice.
She tilted her head.
> "First Sayaka. Then Miyu. You've been tasting all the flavors, huh?"
> "I—wait—how did you—?"
> "Miyu isn't great at hiding things. And Sayaka brags."
She poked his cheek.
> "But they forgot to mention one thing... I was first, remember?"
His ears burned.
> "You want... to do it again?"
> "Not want. Need," she said, flicking her chopsticks closed. "After school. Same room. No excuses."
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After School: Round 2
The supply room hadn't changed.
Dim, quiet, faintly dusty — and now fully infused with memories.
Rika leaned against the shelves, her uniform slightly loosened, tie undone.
> "Close the door."
He did.
> "You know," she said, stepping forward, "I thought we were a team."
She brushed a finger down his chest. His breath caught.
> "Then you ran off playing with the other girls. Did you forget who taught you all that?"
She grabbed his tie and yanked him closer.
> "Let me remind you."
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Tease, Heat, and Control
Rika wasn't like Miyu's curiosity or Sayaka's teasing dominance.
She was... commanding.
Her kisses were sharp, full of frustration and challenge. Her hands moved with purpose, tugging at his shirt, reminding him of every inch she had already explored.
> "You liked this before, didn't you?" she whispered into his ear.
His reply was a gasp.
She pinned him against the shelf, one leg sliding between his.
> "Good. Because I'm not letting you go until you beg again."
He didn't even try to resist.
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Interruption — Or Invitation?
Just as things heated past the point of no return, the door creaked open.
Sayaka.
> "Oops~ Did I interrupt?"
Rika turned, but she wasn't angry.
She smiled.
> "Not at all. In fact... maybe it's time Aoi learned how we play together."
Aoi blinked.
> "Wait—you two... have done things before?"
Sayaka closed the door behind her.
> "Let's just say Rika and I have... tested each other's limits before you came into the picture."
Rika pulled him down onto a stack of gym mats.
> "Looks like you're our new toy now."
Sayaka giggled.
> "Lucky you."
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Fade to Red
The rest wasn't spoken — only gasps, low moans, teasing words, and breathless surrender.
Sayaka whispered in one ear. Rika bit the other. Hands everywhere. Heat building. Minds lost.
Their bodies tangled again, but this time it was three.
Three hearts.
Three voices.
One locked door.
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Aftermath: Blushes and Warnings
Aoi walked home that day with lips bitten, shirt slightly wrinkled, and his soul somewhere between heaven and hell.
He had officially tasted a level of chaos that no boy should survive.
His phone buzzed.
Rika:
> "Next time, my house. I've got toys. "
Sayaka:
> "You're ours now, Aoi-kun. Don't even think about saying no. "
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