ANHS didn't have strict rules about what kind of stockings students had to wear, only requiring them to don their uniforms when entering or leaving the school building.
As a result, many girls opted for thigh-highs or knee-high socks.
However, some who disliked stockings simply went bare-legged—especially in the summer.
Kaoru had seen more than a few girls with naked legs beneath their skirts.
Stockings or bare legs?
It was hard to choose between the two.
The former accentuated a girl's slender, graceful leg lines, with the thin fabric smoothing out minor imperfections and enhancing their allure.
Different stockings also carried different kinds of appeal.
Bare legs, on the other hand, were a true test of a girl's figure.
In theory, fair skin, a slim waist, and long legs were the ideal, but in reality, most fell short—literally.
Not to mention, fair skin wasn't all that common.
A girl who confidently bared her legs had to be truly self-assured about her figure.
Kaoru had seen Horikita Suzune's bare legs, as well as the calves of Karuizawa Kei, Ichinose Honami, and Kushida Kikyo.
The reason why beauties are called beauties is that they rarely have any flaws in their figure or appearance.
Kaoru was particularly fond of Suzune calves—slender yet full of strength, soft with a hint of elasticity, making them irresistible to the touch.
Ichinose and Kushida, on the other hand, had slightly fuller thighs.
Perhaps due to their overall voluptuous figures, especially the former, who had the classic hourglass shape—ample curves in all the right places, embodying the ideal childbearing physique, a natural motherly figure.
No matter how critical one's standards might be, Kaoru had to admit that Kiryuin was a special exception.
This senior stood over 170 cm tall, even surpassing most male students.
In a country like Japan, she was practically a giant among girls.
At least among the girls Kaoru knew, almost no one could match her height.
Her tall frame came with an exceptionally long pair of legs, their smooth, delicate skin faintly visible beneath the hem of her white skirt.
Surprisingly, she was wearing black pantyhose—a bold choice even for mature women, let alone a student.
Yet, Kiryūin showed not the slightest discomfort.
She was used to being stared at and paid no mind to such gazes, nor did she care to.
She sat beside Kaoru, casually crossing her slightly plump right leg over her left, arms stretched out to either side as she leaned back against the bench.
The way she crossed her legs was almost brazen—something that would feel out of place on any other girl.
But on Kiryūin, it exuded a unique charm, radiating her signature confidence and arrogance, making it impossible to look away.
One couldn't help but feel the urge to kneel before her and kiss the back of her feet.
"You want to lick my feet?"
At this moment, Kiryūin wasn't sure what expression to wear.
She had seen plenty of men's attempts to woo women, but never a request like this.
Still, compared to the usual hypocrites, Kaoru seemed genuinely sincere.
She couldn't detect even a hint of jest on his face—as if this was truly his goal.
"If possible, I'd like to have a more intimate relationship with you, senpai. But for now, I really do hope you'd step on me."
Truthfully, Kaoru felt a bit ashamed.
After all, he was saying this in public, where he'd inevitably draw strange looks.
"I won't deny it, Mitoma—you're an interesting guy. But don't you think it's rude to say something like that to a cute girl?" Kiryūin lifted her leg playfully.
"Or are you really going to kneel here and let me step on your face?"
This was the main path back to the dorms.
She didn't think he had the guts—most foot fetishists only dared to act out in hotels or private rooms.
Kiryūin assumed Kaoru was just bluffing, masking his attempt to pursue her with some absurd excuse.
It was a terrible cover, really.
Even if he was trying to court her, it wasn't like she'd bite.
Why resort to such a vulgar and ridiculous approach?
"Mitoma, if you—"Just as she spoke, Kiryūin saw Kaoru suddenly drop to one knee before her, his hands gently grasping her raised feet.
"If you're going to step on my face, it's better without shoes. Let me take them off for you."
For a brief moment, Kiryūin Fuka's mind went blank.
Even someone as aloof as her could only stare dumbfounded as Kaoru effortlessly slipped off her shoe, his warm hands closing around her ankle.
"Are you serious?" Kiryūin couldn't help but ask.
"If I said I liked you, senpai, would you agree to go out with me?" Kaoru replied.
"Since you wouldn't, I might as well let you step on me a few times—at least then I can feel your warmth."
Kiryūin fell silent.
She suddenly realized this guy might not just be an admirer, but a particularly perverted foot fetishist.
How could she be so sure?
How many freaks in this world could say something like that to a girl's face with a straight expression?
Clearly, Kaoru was no ordinary pervert.
For some reason, a flicker of panic flashed through Kiryūin heart.
Had she pushed things too far?
But now that things had come to this, was she really going to back down?
Wouldn't that be too embarrassing?
If even Kaoru dared to kneel here without hesitation, wouldn't it be pathetic if she retreated?
Wait… could it be that Kaoru was betting she wouldn't actually go through with it, which was why he knelt so boldly?
"My, my, the underclassmen these days are quite bold. Even I, your senior, am taken aback," Kiryūin said with a smile, refusing to believe he wasn't bluffing.
"Spending 700,000 Personal Points just to have me step on you a few times?"
"Actually, I'd prefer if senpai could indulge me like this every month," Kaoru murmured, delicately tracing the curves of the feet before him.
Her long legs were sheathed in black stockings, and only upon closer inspection could one glimpse the faint hint of fair skin beneath.
"You really are bold. If someone sees us later, I won't lift a finger to help you, you know?" Kiryūin felt an odd sensation—this was the first time a man had held her foot.
It was strange.
Though she knew she shouldn't let him continue, her competitive spirit flared up.
Since this was Kaoru request, she had no choice but to oblige.
Even if he regretted it later, she wouldn't take any responsibility.
Kiryūin thought she had figured out Kaoru's game—but in the next moment, he shattered her assumptions.
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