Chapter 3

It’s already been over a whole month ever since that fateful day.

The day when I found the spellbook that changed my life.

Ever since that day, I’d been visiting my accomplice, Masaki Arakawa, every night in order for us to translate the book in its entirety and uncover all of its secrets. And tonight was no different. Even when i was at school, having lunch with my group of friends on the roof, that and my relationship with my girlfriend Asuka most of everything that was on my mind for most of the time.

“I still can’t believe you managed to land a bombshell like Fujimura.” Commented my friend Makoto,, in a bit of a jealous tone, taking a bite of his riceball. “I know, right?” Yususke, another one of my friends, continued: “There you are dating the most popular girl in the school and here we are, down in the dumps...” He sounded a bit depressed, which made me feel a little bit bad for them. “Well, at least you guys still have each other.” I smiled, cracking a joke to try and lighten the mood, which immediately worked and they laughed too. “Anyway, you’re probably the luckiest guy i know.” Said Akira, the most laid back kid in the group, the only one who didn’t seem all that jealous.

And as they kept up with their banter, I looked at the sky, in a contemplative manner. “Lucky, huh?” I think to myself, watching the clouds go by.

And as soon as school was over, like always, i went back home, changed my clothes, and went straight to Arakawa’s apartment complex.

Sooner rather than later, I’m sitting right beside her as we try to work out the translations and transcribe the results into Arakawa’s brown school notebook. I usually found the actual translating pretty boring. I was mostly in charge of looking up stuff in my smartphone when needed, so I decided to try and shake things up a bit. It’s undeniable that, for better or for worse, that delinquent girl had become a big part of my day to day life, i’d meet and be around her for long stretches of time every day of the week, not to mention our “rituals” when we try to cast spells. And yet, even with all that, I still knew very little about her.

“Hey, Arakawa?” I asked, in a curious tone. “Yes?” The girl answers, turning her attention from the book and looking at me with an annoyed expression, she probably wasn’t happy that I was distracting her from work but I still decided to press on. “Why do you know French anyway?” I asked, scratching my chin. “It sure is unusual to find a high school student who knows not two but three languages, especially in this country.”

Arakawa sighed, then gave me her trademark sarcastic grin. “Judging me by my appearance much? That’s not very nice. I thought you were supposed to be the good kid.” She said, teasing me. “N ... no!” I quickly replied, that attitude of hers always managed to get on my nerves. “It’s not about that and you know it!” She giggled, having fun at my expense, god how i hated that!

“I lived in Paris when i was little, with my parents who worked there.” She explained, casually. So she had parents who worked overseas? We’re more similar than I thought. “Is that why you live here alone?” I asked, interested in her story. “Your parents are still there?” Her grin turned into a wry smile for an instant, and then quickly came back. “Not really, my parents passed away a long time ago, that’s why i got sent back here. I live here alone out of my aunt’s money, who never visits, so I get the house just for me at all times, it’s not that bad.” She drops it at me, like it was the most normal piece of information in the world.

“Oh, i am so sorry! I shouldn’t have brought that up.” I immediately say, feeling worried that I might’ve brought back some bad memories with my prying into her life. As much as I couldn’t stand Arakawa at times, she was still a person, and I could feel bad for her. However, she managed to surprise me once again, laughing at my reaction. “What’s this, Kageyama? You’re feeling bad for me of all people?” She mocked me, even when I’d tried to show some empathy. That leaves me speechless, and she notices it, so she just continues talking. “In all seriousness though, it really ain’t that big of a deal for me.” She took a sip of a cup of coffee she had at her desk before continuing. “My parents died because they were weak, so the least i can do is learn from that. And i can start by not making a spectacle out of it and bursting into tears when i speak of it, like you certainly expected that i’d do.” She gave a dodgy look, making my face all red of embarrassment and angry, after all, she’d gotten that last part tight. “I didn’t expect that!” I answer, annoyed. In response to that, Arakawa then starts fake crying, which makes me cringe because of how bad and overly dramatic her acting is. “Oh, i’m so sad! I can’t stand the cruelty and pain that this world thrusts into me! sob.” Arakawa looks like she’s in one of those British stage plays, only a really bad one. “Kageyama! Please help me bear the weight of all this suffering! Be my guiding light in this ocean of darkness!” She grabs my arm and hugs it. “Knock it off!” I push her away, already feeling self conscious enough with all her mocking me. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” Her smug grin returns, accompanied by laughter.

“I should’ve just kept quiet...” I sigh, as she finally stops laughing and goes back to her translating work. But still, what she said kinda stuck with me a little, she said that her parents died because they were weak. Now, Arakawa can put that tough front all she wants but i know that no kid takes kindly to the death of their parents, it must’ve caused her a lot of pain, maybe this attitude she has is just some coping mechanism she’s using. It also could explain why she’s so ruthless and lacks remorse for others. Soon enough though, I decide it’s no use to keep thinking about this and my thoughts drift to something else.

Time passes, and once again, our translating session ends. Arakawa closes the book and then turns to me. “I think that today we should try a new spell out.” She suggested, making me raise an eyebrow. “What kind of spell?” I ask, a bit worried that it might be something she’s using to get back at someone like it was with her neighbor. “It’s a spell similar to the one we use to get the money, but instead of money, this one creates gold.” She explains, visibly excited. “But i’m not sure how much it’ll be, could be a few pebbles, could be a bar. Only one way to find out.” She looks at my direction, expecting me to readily accept it, which of course, I don’t do. It’s not that I don’t want the gold, just that I know Arakawa’s methods quite well, there had to be a catch in there somewhere or she wouldn’t be making such a huge deal out of this.

“Ok, let’s assume i’m willing to do it.” I start talking, choosing my words very carefully. “What would be the casting method?” I ask, wanting to get more information before making a decision. Arakawa sighs, and then smirks. “So, you’re not jumping immediately into stupid conclusions for once? My god, how you’ve grown Kageyama!” She comments, mocking me once again. “As I said, it’s a very similar spell to the money making one, and this includes the casting methods. But this time the woman must be the one to reach climax and say the word.” She finished, in a casual tone of voice.

“Wait a minute...” I stood there not talking for a few instants, the gears slowly turning in my head, until it finally clicked, I immediately started to blush. “Does that mean i’m gonna see your...”

“Yep.” She interrupts me before I can finish. “Big deal, i’ve seen your cock multiple times.” She crosses her arms. “And if you weren’t such a pathetic loser and fucked Fujimura already, i’m sure you wouldn’t be having that embarrassing virgin reaction.”

It’s true that I had never seen a vagina in my life, only in porn videos and hentai. The thought of finally seeing one live was kind of exciting to me, even if it was gonna be the vagina of an insufferable girl like Arakawa. “So, you’ve made your decision?” She asked, pressing me for an answer. I think for a few instants before answering, trying to rationalize whether it would be ok for me to do that or not. I guess i’d already done worse stuff with her, like blowjobs, so this shouldn’t be that much different. At least that’s what I thought. “Alright, i’m in.”

Arakawa let out a satisfied smirk. “Good, let’s get going then.” She turned around, and once again made her way into the bathroom. Once we got there, she turned around and started to pull down her blue miniskirt, which immediately gave me a boner. As she slid the garment down her legs, I was given a view of her butt clad in plain white panties. Her butt wasn’t too big, but it wasn’t flat either, i’d say it was somewhere in the middle. But what surprised me was how plain her panties were, as an avid hentai consumer, I always thought that those delinquent looking girls were supposed to wear that really slutty type of underwear, g-strings and stuff.

As usual, Arakawa caught me staring and couldn’t resist taking that opportunity to make fun of me like always. “Oh, so you’re already turned on? Kinda forgot you were a huge sexually starved nerd for a second. That makes things easier.” She then sat down on the floor, leaned her back against the wall and spread her legs, without taking off her panties, but just sliding them out of the way revealing her pussy. I didn’t see any bush, but I couldn’t tell if it was shaved or just trimmed. Anyway, she seemed to take good care of it. “Go on, use your fingers, try to make me feel good.” She asked, with her legs spread open.

I steel myself for a few instants, I kneel on the ground, and I start approaching her. My face is blushing as I have my gaze set at her pussy. Soon, I get close enough, I hold onto the wall with my left hand for balance and put my right hand’s fingers right over her fold. “Just play with it, it’s really not that hard.” Arakawa said, nonchalantly.

“Ok, here i go.” I answer, as I start fiddling with her folds using my fingers. I had no idea what i was doing, so i just kept randomly messing with it. Like a child toying with something new he’s never held in his life. A few minutes went by and Arakawa didn’t look too pleased at my lack of technique, until she finally lost her patience. “That’s enough Kageyama, it’s gonna take all night if this keeps up.” She sounded a bit frustrated.