Pure Route in a Netorare School

I opened my eyes exactly at seven in the morning.

The new house still felt unusually quiet.

No neighbors behind the walls.

No city noise.

Only the steady hum of the air conditioner and the distant sound of a lawnmower somewhere beyond the high fence.

For a few seconds I just lay there, staring at the ceiling.

Then, out of habit, I reached for the phone on the nightstand.

First thing — I opened Private Sphere.

The private account.

No links.

No ads.

No mentions of my main platforms.

Just another source of income that only a very narrow circle of people knew about.

I started with Yuki’s section.

Yesterday’s photos of her in the elf costume had already spread among the subscribers.

The stats were growing faster than I expected.

The comments didn’t take long either.

«Fuck, that mask + those tits = I’m already done.»

«She’s deliberately arching her back like that, the bitch knows exactly what she’s doing.»

«I want to see how she gets talked into full content.»

«Ren, when are you finally going to start properly developing her? Money’s not the issue.»

@bigspender_93: «500k to the account if in the next video she’s already without the mask and with your cock in her mouth. Waiting.»

@maskbreaker_vip: «She’s still trying to play the innocent cosplayer. But we all see how she’s dripping when she bends over. Break her in, bro. I’m ready to pay for every stage.»

@corruptor_88: «This is no longer a stream. This is the gradual transformation into your personal slut. Keep going in the same spirit. I’m on Tier 5 and ready to upgrade.»

I calmly scrolled further through the feed.

The comments were dirty.

Straightforward.

Predictable.

But the most important thing — they brought in money.

The biggest donors were already openly discussing what they wanted to see next. They were watching how Yuki was gradually becoming bolder, noticing every little detail, and were ready to pay more and more for the continuation.

I smiled faintly.

The money from Yuki’s streams and from the posts here was steadily coming straight to me.

And it was coming in very well.

Even better than I had calculated when I first launched this project.

«Good that I never linked this account anywhere.»

«Not in the descriptions of the main channels.»

«Not in private messages.»

«Not in stories.»

«So far none of the people I know have found it.»

«And it would be good if it stayed that way as long as possible.»

I closed Yuki’s section and put the phone down.

Got up from the bed.

Out of habit, I immediately made it.

After that I went to the bathroom.

A cold shower quickly drove away the last traces of sleep.

A few minutes later I was already dressed.

Black sports pants.

Dark t-shirt.

Watch.

Phone.

Keys.

Everything in place.

Going out into the yard, I stopped for a second.

Two of my cars stood in front of the house.

A black sports sedan.

And a massive black SUV.

The morning sun reflected beautifully on their polished bodies.

I walked over to the SUV, casually leaned against the hood and took several shots.

Simple silhouette.

Hands in pockets.

Calm expression.

Then I moved to the sedan and took a couple more photos from a different angle.

Without any extra posing.

Minimum editing.

This was exactly the style the audience liked most.

I quickly uploaded the photos to my social media.

Without a caption.

Let the photographs speak for themselves.

After the workout I didn’t go back home.

Instead, I quickly changed into light running clothes and headed to the stadium.

The morning run had long become as much of a habit as breakfast.

If the day started without it — the body felt like something was missing.

I reached the stadium at a brisk pace.

At this time it was still quite empty.

Only a few elderly people were leisurely walking along the paths, and a couple of schoolkids were lazily stretching near the turnstiles.

I immediately stepped onto the running track.

The first few hundred meters the body was still waking up.

But within a minute my breathing had evened out.

My legs found their usual rhythm on their own.

I increased the pace.

Almost finishing the first lap, I noticed two familiar figures near the entrance.

Yuki.

And Miu.

They had only just arrived.

Miu, as usual, looked energetic even before the workout started. She immediately spotted me and waved her hand widely.

— Kurosaki-kun!

I raised my hand slightly in response.

But my gaze involuntarily lingered on Yuki.

She wasn’t wearing just any sports outfit. A dark blue top with a fairly deep neckline that could barely contain her heavy, full breasts. With every step they swayed noticeably, and even from a distance it was clear how tightly the fabric stretched. Light, figure-hugging leggings sat low on her hips, emphasizing her slim waist and the roundness of her butt. Her hair was loose, only two thin ponytails gathered at the sides. No baggy clothes, no attempts to hide. She was clearly already used to being looked at.

«I made her like this.»

I gradually slowed down and jogged over to them.

— Good morning.

— Morning! — Miu answered first. — You’re even earlier than us today.

— Good mood? — I smiled.

— Of course!

She smiled her usual wide smile.

Yuki, however, only blushed slightly, but already not nearly as much as before.

She calmly met my gaze.

And even smiled first.

— Good morning, Kurosaki-kun.

— Morning.

Just a week ago she would have been standing there with her head down.

Now she was looking straight into my eyes.

Even if only for a few seconds.

But the progress was obvious.

I was already about to suggest starting the warm-up when a familiar voice came from the direction of the stands.

— Oh! You’re already here!

Hayato.

He walked quickly toward us.

His face was somehow slightly red.

And his gaze…

The moment he saw Yuki, his eyes lingered on her for a fraction of a second.

Then he seemed to catch himself and quickly looked away.

«Gotcha.»

I only smiled faintly.

— Good morning — I said calmly.

— Morning! — Hayato nodded. — Been here long?

— Just started running.

— Then perfect! — Miu jumped in. — Let’s all run together!

No one objected.

We quickly finished the warm-up and stepped onto the track.

The first few meters we ran in silence.

As usual, Miu almost immediately set the pace.

Hayato kept up beside her.

I stayed a little behind.

Next to Yuki.

She was no longer losing her breath as quickly as during the first workouts….

Yes, the pace was still hard for her.

But the progress was noticeable.

She had become more confident.

And she was running noticeably calmer.

From time to time she glanced at me sideways.

As if checking my reaction.

I only gave a short nod.

— Nice weather today.

She smiled.

— Yeah…

— Running is a little easier.

Up ahead Miu was already loudly telling Hayato something, waving her arms actively.

He laughed and tried to reply.

And Yuki gradually relaxed more and more.

She no longer looked like the girl who was constantly afraid to make an extra movement.

«Good.»

«Very good.»

The plan was gradually starting to bear fruit.

And it was noticeable not only to me.

Hayato also occasionally glanced sideways at Yuki.

Every time after that he got a little embarrassed and looked forward again.

I noticed it almost immediately.

And only smiled faintly at the corner of my lips.

Looks like…

The changes were starting to be noticed by more than just me.

I set the phone on the tripod and turned on recording out of habit.

Today I wanted to film not a run.

But a strength workout.

Several sets.

Technique breakdown.

A couple of new exercises.

Exactly the kind of content there hadn’t been in a while.

I had only just finished setting up the frame when Miu stopped beside me.

She watched in silence for a few seconds, then asked awkwardly:

— Today… you’re filming alone?

I turned to her and smiled.

— Yes.

— Today I want to film a strength workout, not running.

Miu blinked in surprise.

— Actually… I could join in the strength training too.

— Why right away without me?

I didn’t answer anything.

I just walked over to the pull-up bar.

With one smooth movement I pulled myself up.

One.

Two.

Three.

Under the t-shirt my back, shoulder and arm muscles clearly flexed.

I jumped down to the ground.

— That’s why.

Miu looked at me questioningly.

— The viewer sees every engaged muscle.

— It’s easier for me to demonstrate technique.

— Easier to explain.

— And easier to edit the material.

She involuntarily swallowed.

Then sighed heavily.

— Yeah…

— You can’t take that away from you.

Her cheeks turned slightly pink.

She turned away as if trying to hide it.

Then looked at me again.

— At least we can run afterward?

I was already about to answer, but my gaze slid on its own to the side of the track.

There ahead, Hayato and Yuki were jogging unhurriedly.

They were animatedly talking about something.

Yuki was actively gesturing, smiling as she told him something, and Hayato was laughing and nodding from time to time.

Even from here separate words could be heard.

— …manga…

— …new season…

— …that arc was better…

I shifted my gaze to Miu.

And immediately understood why she was standing next to me right now.

She was also looking in their direction.

With a very dissatisfied expression on her face.

I smiled.

— You’re losing ground.

She turned sharply.

— What?

— Now you’re acting like the old Yuki.

— Getting embarrassed.

— Can’t join the conversation.

Miu frowned.

— It’s your fault!

She poked me with her finger.

— It’s you who trained her!

— Now I can’t butt into these nerdy conversations at all!

She glanced at Hayato and Yuki again.

— They’ve already been discussing some anime and manga for ten minutes!

— I don’t understand anything at all!

She waved her arms.

— And this one…

Miu involuntarily puffed out her cheeks.

— She’s still constantly rubbing her boobs against him!

I couldn’t help laughing.

— What’s so funny?!

She hit me in the abs with all her strength.

More precisely… tried to.

— Ow!

Miu immediately grabbed her wrist and started hopping on the spot.

— You damn rock!

She glared at me angrily, rubbing her hand.

— Is that even legal?!

I just spread my hands.

— You’re the one at fault.

She snorted.

Then suddenly looked at me with a completely different expression.

— Now you owe me help.

I raised an eyebrow.

— Owe you?

— Of course!

She nodded confidently.

— You trained Yuki.

— Now train me too.

A light smile appeared on my face.

— So you’re finally ready to listen to advice?

Miu snorted, but without her previous heat.

— Don’t get cocky.

— I just… don’t want to lose to some former shy girl.

— Today after classes — I said calmly. — I’ll pick you up in the evening.

Miu immediately raised her head.

— Really?

— You’ll come to my place.

— We’ll train separately.

Her eyes lit up noticeably.

— Seriously?!

I just nodded.

— But I’m warning you right away.

— I won’t go easy on you.

She grinned widely.

— That’s perfect!

Then she unexpectedly poked me in the chest with her finger.

— And no favoritism like with Yuki!

— Everything honest!

— Everything honest — I smiled.

— Then see you in the evening!

She finally cheered up and quickly walked over to catch up with Hayato and Yuki.

I calmly finished my workout.

On the way home I was already closer to eight.

Quick shower.

Hearty breakfast.

As usual, much more than an ordinary person could eat.

After the morning workout the body needed fuel.

A few minutes later the plates were already empty.

I took my backpack, locked the house and headed to school.

On the way I met the usual group.

Hayato.

Yuki.

Miu.

Aya.

We almost simultaneously approached the school gates and, chatting, headed inside.

At the shoe lockers we were already met by one more familiar figure.

Rin.

She, as always, looked impeccable.

But today there was one difference.

The moment our gazes met, she didn’t look away.

On the contrary.

She continued to look straight at me.

Too attentively.

I smiled faintly.

«Looks like…»

«The Sakamoto family has already received the information about the share purchase.»

Rin was the first to look away.

But it was already too late.

I understood everything.

The first lesson passed calmly.

The teacher explained something at the board, the students lazily took notes.

I spent most of the time thinking about something completely different.

The Sakamoto family’s reaction turned out to be faster than expected.

Although…

For people like that, this was completely normal.

As soon as the bell rang for the break, the classroom door opened.

Several students immediately turned around.

Rin stood in the doorway.

She quickly found me with her eyes.

She hesitated for a few seconds.

Then still came over.

— Kurosaki-kun.

I looked up.

— Do you have a minute?

She spoke calmly.

But from how tightly her fingers were clenched, it was clear — the conversation was not an easy one for her.

I closed my notebook.

— Of course.

She sighed in relief.

— Then…

— Let’s go talk.

And she was the first to head toward the corridor.

Yuki watched them go.

— Huh?..

She tilted her head slightly.

Rin and Ren had already disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

At that moment Aya just came out to meet them.

She looked after them in surprise.

— What’s with them?

— Where did they go?

Yuki only shrugged.

— I don’t know…

— But they were talking very seriously.

Hayato calmly smiled.

— Maybe another advertising contract again?

— Kurosaki is constantly doing something like that.

Miu shifted her gaze to him.

And involuntarily smiled.

«How is he…»

«Kind.»

«And incredibly naive.»

Even now he was the first to think of something good.

Without a drop of suspicion.

That was exactly why girls were so easily drawn to him.

Miu sighed quietly.

— Maybe…

The conversation quickly returned to the usual topics.

Yuki started telling something about a new anime again.

Hayato listened attentively.

Aya occasionally inserted her caustic comments.

As if nothing unusual had happened.

Meanwhile…

On the school roof.

A light wind ruffled Rin’s hair.

She was silent for a few seconds, gathering her thoughts.

Finally she quietly said:

— Kurosaki-kun…

— Yesterday… you didn’t buy any shares?

Ren looked at her and smiled calmly.

— I did.

— Noticed a very good price.

— At first I even thought I was just lucky.

He shrugged.

— And then I realized that it was, apparently, some kind of systemic error.

— In the end, not bad money.

Rin took a deep breath.

— This…

She lowered her gaze.

— These are my family’s shares.

A short pause hung.

— Could you… return them?

…

For a few seconds Ren silently looked at her.

Genuine surprise appeared on his face.

Rin had never seen such an expression on Ren’s face before.

He almost never showed emotions.

Always calm.

Always collected.

But right now…

He really looked stunned.

Then the surprise slowly turned into disappointment.

And at that exact moment Rin’s heart painfully clenched.

She understood.

She had said completely the wrong thing.

Ren slowly nodded.

The smile disappeared.

— Fine, Sakamoto-san.

His voice became unusually cold.

— Name the account.

He no longer looked at her the way he had before.

Now his gaze was calm.

Detached.

As if in front of him stood not a friend, but a representative of a large corporation.

Rin was at a loss.

— N-no…

— You misunderstood!

— I’m not taking them away…

— And I’m not threatening you…

She completely got tangled up.

Ren only calmly nodded.

— Of course.

— Sakamoto-san simply wants to return what belongs to her family.

— I’m not going to interfere.

Every word sounded extremely polite.

But it was exactly that politeness that frightened her the most.

Rin clenched her fists.

— No!

She took a step forward.

— Kurosaki-kun…

— I really wanted to just ask you for a favor…

She faltered.

— That is…

— I… didn’t mean it like that at all…

Rin lowered her head.

— Kurosaki-kun…

— Please…

— Don’t look at me like that.

He was silent.

Calmly.

Without anger.

But it was exactly that calmness that pressed down the hardest.

Rin squeezed her fists.

— I really didn’t want to say it like that…

— It’s just…

— Father asked me to talk to you.

— We… can’t force you to do anything.

— And we’re not going to.

She raised her eyes.

— You saved me twice.

— And father said that after that it would be dishonorable to threaten you or pressure you.

Ren said nothing.

Then she continued:

— I came specifically to ask.

— But… I said everything so horribly…

She smiled bitterly.

— Forgive me.

For a few seconds silence stood on the roof.

Finally Ren quietly exhaled.

— Then explain.

— What exactly does the Sakamoto family want?

— We want to buy the shares back.

— At a fair price.

— If you agree.

Ren looked at her.

— At market price?

— Or at the price I bought them for?

Rin immediately shook her head.

— Of course at market price.

— You shouldn’t lose anything because of us.

These words slightly softened the expression on his face.

— Already better.

She sighed in relief.

— If that’s not enough…

Rin gathered her courage.

— Then…

— I’ll fulfill any reasonable request.

As long as you understand that I really didn’t come to take anything away.

— It will be an honest exchange.

She finished speaking and froze herself.

«What did I just say?..»

Her cheeks slowly began to redden.

Ren silently looked at her for a few seconds.

Then he suddenly smiled.

Very faintly.

— Any reasonable request?

Rin cautiously nodded.

— Yes.

— Then I really do have one.

She tensed inwardly.

— What kind?..

— You do sports almost every day, after all.

— After training your muscles are constantly getting stiff.

He calmly shrugged.

— I’ve long wanted to practice sports massage.

— Studying recovery techniques.

— But it makes no sense to do it on myself.

Rin blinked several times.

— …Massage?

— Yes.

— Several sessions.

— I’ll practice.

— You’ll get recovery after training.

— After each session I’ll return part of the shares.

— Service for service.

— No one owes anyone anything.

Rin looked at him in surprise.

She had expected anything.

But not this.

A few seconds later she quietly laughed.

— Kurosaki-kun…

— You surprise me again.

She bowed.

— Fine.

— I agree.

— Then we can consider that we’ve made a deal.

Ren extended his hand to her.

— A deal.

Rin hesitated for a moment, then carefully shook it.

At that moment the tension between them finally disappeared.

Rin bowed once more.

— Then… see you in the evening, Kurosaki-kun.

— See you in the evening.

She turned around and quickly walked toward her classroom.

I watched her go for a few more seconds.

Looks like I have acting talent.

Meanwhile…

The rest of the school day passed surprisingly calmly.

Teachers replaced one another.

Lessons ended.

New ones began.

Bell.

Explanations again.

Notes again.

By the last lesson the whole class was noticeably tired.

Finally the long-awaited bell rang.

— Phew…

Many immediately started gathering to go home.

Satomi was already waiting at the classroom exit.

— Hayato!

— Don’t be late. Full training today.

— Yes, sensei!

Hayato smiled out of habit and quickly gathered his things.

He hadn’t even managed to take a few steps when Miu appeared beside him.

— I’m going too!

— I want to see how you’ll suffer today!

— Hey, I don’t suffer…

— Of course-of course — she laughed. — Every time after training you can barely move your legs.

Arguing, they disappeared behind the school gates.

I was already getting ready to go my own way when I felt a familiar gaze on me.

Yuki.

She was standing a little to the side.

Catching my gaze, the girl slyly smiled.

Then she imperceptibly raised her hand.

A bunch of keys was dangling on her finger.

And she briefly winked at me.

I smiled faintly.

«Looks like…»

«There will be another stream today.»

She immediately turned around and hurried to catch up with the others, as if nothing had happened.

The phone in my pocket quietly vibrated.

Rin:

«Kurosaki-kun, I’ll be at your place in about thirty minutes.»

I quickly typed a reply.

«Good. I’ll be waiting.»

I hadn’t even managed to put the phone away when another message came.

From Aya.

«Coming today too?»

I smiled.

It looked like she had already gotten used to helping me around the house.

I quickly typed a reply.

«No help needed today.»

I immediately transferred a small sum to her.

And sent another message.

«By the way, try to cook this.»

I attached a recipe for one of Hayato’s favorite dishes to the message.

And added:

«Good luck with Hayato.»

The reply came almost immediately.

«Thank you!»

I couldn’t help laughing.

Even her gratitude was in her own style.

I returned home at a calm pace.

Opening the door, I immediately went up to the second floor.

Today I wanted to check once more the room I had prepared in advance.

Pushing the door open, I entered.

Over the past few days the room had changed noticeably.

A professional massage table already stood against the wall.

Next to it — a small table on which several bottles of massage oils and skin care products were neatly arranged.

So far all of this was more of a plan for the future.

A little further along were several large boxes.

Inside were branded sportswear of various sizes and styles.

Several pairs of sneakers.

Accessories for shoots.

In the corner, tripods, light panels, spare batteries and the rest of the equipment were already neatly stacked.

The room was gradually turning not just into a guest room.

It was becoming a full-fledged studio where one could calmly work, shoot content and carry out any planned projects.

I nodded in satisfaction.

— Not bad… three rooms for the heroines are already ready.

All that remained was to wait for Rin.