Returner Fantasy

Chapter 204: More Than Friends - Part 5

"WOAHHH—!"A loud cheer erupted from their entire class the moment Jeff and Klea arrived together at the classroom, holding hands. Most of all, Klea was wearing one of Jeff’s oversized white jackets over her yesterday’s white blouse and skirt outfit—which confirmed the rumor they had just heard.

The rumor that Klea had spent the night at Jeff’s apartment had already spread, courtesy of Kris and Marc after hearing it from their girlfriends, who picked up Veena at Jeff’s place earlier in the morning.

It made the entire class even more excited—not only because of the ongoing bet involving Jeff, Klea, and Liam, but also because of the brewing drama that would explode once Klea admitted the truth, Liam returned and learned everything he had foolishly missed, and Jeff confronted him, which might result in another betting game—one they hoped would turn into a brawl.

To put it simply, they were all craving a different kind of entertainment rather than truly supporting their friends.

Jeff and Klea were surrounded by their classmates the instant they took their seats—mostly by the girls, while the boys crowded around Kris and Marc, trying to claim their winnings from the bet.

However, before Kris and Marc could finalize the betting game, Jeff and Klea still had to confirm the status of their relationship.

Or rather, Klea had to answer by herself, as Jeff teased her by refusing to say anything.

A barrage of questions came from the girls, overwhelming Klea. Her calm and composed demeanor slowly crumbled, overwhelmed by embarrassment as her face turned increasingly red.

Jeff, meanwhile, sat proudly beside Klea, wrapping his right arm around her waist to keep her leaning against him—both to tease her further and to let her know she could retreat into his embrace once her embarrassment became too much.

"How was your date with Jeff yesterday?" one of the girls asked eagerly, looking for Klea’s response.

Klea felt flustered, but if she didn’t say anything, it would seem like she was ashamed of going out with Jeff—and she didn’t want him to think that.

"It was fun—" Klea mumbled softly, pausing before correcting herself. "It was the most enjoyable date I had."

"Please tell us more details~!"

Glancing at Jeff and seeing how delighted he seemed by her confession, Klea couldn’t help but want to indulge him, even as her embarrassment grew.

She was already clinging to him and wanted to bury her face in his red shirt, hiding from everyone’s teasing grins.

Still, Klea proceeded to give a brief recap of their date: how they had pretended to already be a couple to get a special couple meal at the café, the many things Jeff bought and gifted her, and how she panicked when Jeff brought her to the PoruMerc Women’s Fashion Store, thinking his girlfriend, Jess, might be there.

"Does that mean you’re fine with joining Jeff’s harem?" another girl asked, knowing how Klea used to hate the idea of being in a harem, even though the government had recently legalized it in an attempt to counter the country’s declining birth rate.

"Don’t interrupt the story like that!"

"That was supposed to come later!"

"There are a lot of things she still needs to answer first!"

The girls continued squabbling over their priorities until Klea finally managed to calm herself enough to respond.

"I’m fine with it..." she mumbled softly, leaning her head on Jeff’s chest before continuing, "being part of Jeff’s harem."

"GYAHHH~!"

Gleeful cheers erupted from the girls, loud enough to surprise the boys who were busy counting their wins.

"Where did you two go after your shopping date?"

The questioning—or rather, interrogation—continued, circling back to where Klea’s recap had been interrupted, as if they already anticipated the outcome.

"We went to a hotel—" Klea suddenly paused, her grip on Jeff’s shirt tightening as she remembered their encounter with Liam, Anna, and Ross, and the truth about Liam’s fetish.

Jeff didn’t fail to notice her distress. He gently patted her head and caressed her back, reassuring her that she was his now and that Liam would soon no longer be part of her life.

Comprehending his affection, Klea looked up at Jeff, then turned her flushed, teary-eyed face back to the girls before leaning into his chest again and continuing her recap.

"After the hotel, we went home to Jeff’s apartment," she said, already knowing the next question.

"Did something happen between you and Jeff last night?"

"Did Jeff take you like he said?"

"Did you give yourself to Jeff?"

Despite the multiple questions, they were all essentially asking the same thing—requiring only one word to answer and provoking one reaction from everyone else.

"Mhm~..."

"WOAHHH—!"

Klea’s soft confirmation triggered another loud cheer from the entire class, followed immediately by even more questions.

"Did you break up with Liam?"

"Does that mean Jeff is your boyfriend now?"

"And you’re already part of his harem, right?"

"Who’s bigger in size and better in bed?"

"It’s obviously Jeff, right Klea?"

"I’m sorry, everyone," Jeff said, tightening his embrace as Klea buried her face in his chest, completely mortified. "I don’t think my girlfriend can answer anything else for now."

"Besides, aren’t the lessons supposed to start now, Sensei?" he added, addressing their professor, who had just won the bet.

"Nah, we already used up half the class time. I’ll just dismiss you all for today."

"WOAHHH—!"

***

"It was fun while it lasted," Marc said while eating his lunch—a combo meal of rice, fried noodles, and chicken curry.

"There’s still the brawl between Jeff and Liam, so we’re not out of entertainment yet," Kris added, eating his own lunch—a set of rice and sizzling pork with egg.

"Unfortunately, there won’t be any brawl or fight," Jeff replied, eating a bowl of rice topped with assorted fried sides coated in teriyaki sauce.

Kris and Marc stared at him in disbelief, refusing to accept that he would let Liam go without beating him up like they did to Trud and Dexter—especially given how hostile he had been whenever they saw Liam together with Klea.

At least, until Jeff clarified.

"How could it turn into a brawl when it wasn’t even a fight to begin with?"

Kris and Marc immediately understood what Jeff meant.

"I guess this is finally the part where we get involved, right?"

"Fine, just tell us the plan already."

"If we deem it worthy of our pledge, the Iron Rod Legion will answer to you."

While they ate lunch at the Central High organization park, with Klea being pampered by Veena and her friends, Jeff explained his plan to Kris and Marc for dealing with Liam—the same plan Klea herself had approved and agreed to take part in.

***

"Klea finally agreed—hahaha!"

Liam laughed excitedly upon receiving a message from Klea at the end of the day, confirming her agreement to be part of his NTR request.

Ignoring Klea for a week—so much so that he didn’t even return to their apartment and instead stayed at different overnight cafés, even skipping classes—had finally worked.

Or so Liam thought.

He liked Klea as his girlfriend, and believed she loved him enough to comply with his constant requests of recoding videos of her touching herself for him to use instead of being intimate with her directly, out of fear of accidentally getting her pregnant.

Even now, while holed up in a room at some random overnight café, Liam was using Klea’s videos, imagining her being NTR’d by another man.

He just couldn’t help it.

The thought of Klea being repeatedly used by other men, drowning in pleasure while trying to remain faithful to him until she was finally corrupted like Ross had done to his childhood sweetheart Anna, aroused Liam even more than actually being with her.

Thinking he would finally witness it starting tonight, Liam once again began touching himself until he reached climax, spilling his release all over the room before getting dressed and leaving.

He then contacted the member of the FGH organization who had taken his request for NTR and were waiting for confirmation.

After receiving the meetup location, Liam contacted Klea for the first time in a week, sending her the details.

***

"Thank you for agreeing to this, Klea," Liam said upon meeting her.

Although the white oversized jacket Klea was wearing over her clothes looked familiar to him, Liam pushed the thought aside and stepped forward to hug her—only for Klea to awkwardly step back before responding.

"Let’s just get this over with, Liam," Klea said, her hands trembling, making Liam think she was still afraid of being NTR’d.

"Don’t worry," Liam reassured her. "I’ll be with you the entire time, watching everything."

Without saying anything further, Klea silently followed behind him until they arrived at a secluded clubhouse not far from the university grounds.

Seeing multiple masked men waiting outside the clubhouse, even Klea couldn’t help but feel afraid.

Liam, on the other hand, only grew more excited and aroused, thinking those men would take turns with Klea—or so he believed.

"Let’s go—ZAP!—Argh!"