The new season has just started, but it feels like Worlds last season all over again to her. When she thought that she's used to his absence, seeing him again awakened all her rage from the feeling of being abandoned.

How dare you leave me like this?

Have you forgotten those times we used to sneak into the back rooms of the rink during class?

Your naughty touches and giggles?

How dare you fiend!

She's in the brink of giving up on her class, but one look at that sweaty, beautiful face of his at first glance, after a long time of not seeing him; Louise was so sure she could endure anything.

"Whoa. Kireiii..." Ichika gasps, caressing Louise's skating boots.

It's crazy for her on how Ichika used to be one of those mucho, niños who laughed at her spins but then became magically drawn to her because of her skating boots.

"Beautiful right? It just matches my Godly opulence."

"Where did you get this nee-chan?"

"Ojiro gave it to me. Maybe he found it somewhere...in a sporty shop, I guess? I dunno," she shrugs. "I prefer those Jimmy Choo's though,"

It took her a moment to realize what she had said, looking back to the kids in front of her who overheard. Their mouths gapes open, giving her a weird look.

And then they broke into a fit of laughter, including Ichika.

"You might be still sleepy, Louisia-nee," a Stephanie said and then they break into a laughter again.

She just goes along, laughing with them.

Sometimes it amazes her on how her untrusty looks always save her ass.

"I got the chance to see him backstage at Worlds," Louise heard the Stephanie say.

"Really? How did you do that?" the Tifanny gasped.

"I joined Kobe skating camp last summer, and sensei referred me to join the event's flower girls. I just got out of the dressing room after prepping up, and then..." the girl gasps in excitement, recalling the moment. "Korishima-senshu passes by, and, oh my God...he's so hot!"

The two girls squeal in excitement.

"He allowed me to take pictures with him. I talked to him a bit, and I hugged him."

They both scream near Louise's ear, making her almost jump from her seat.

"How about you, Ichika? Have you seen Worlds?" the Stephanie asks.

"You're so mean, Hanako-chan. How can she go to Worlds? Her mom can't even buy her a new pair of skating boots."

The two girls laughed at the kid who just proceeds to fixing Louise's laces.

It's one of the reasons she thinks why the kid loves to fix her laces in the first place, which Louise gladly took advantage. As Ichika's old, secondhand boot's blades are already rusty and needs a replacement.

"Oh, how about you, Louisia-nee? Have you met Korishima-senshu?"

"Maybe in her sleep," the two girls laughed

Louise flares her nose, holding herself back. Thinking they are just twelve-year-olds.

Even though Louise can feel the judging stares of these girls every time she demonstrates her spins, it amazes her how they put on a fake façade every time they talk to her.

It seems to her that they are only fascinated by how she looked differently because of her Chicana roots, given how they look at her curiously and ask what her skincare regimens are, so they can achieve the same fair skin that she has.

Achieving a fair complexion has long been a popular beauty trend in Japan, and for the first time, Louise felt like she finally have something that actually meets the country's standards.

"Me? Yeah, of course! Saw him in the hall way this morning while we're on break," she responded proudly.

"Really? Tell us about it!"

She looks back at the excited faces of the two girls. The last view of them before traumatizing them.

"I broke his neck,"

Their mouths hang open, confused.

Louise grabs something behind her for them to see, and it is indeed Ojiro's head.

A cardboard cutout of his head with a missing body.

The girls let out a scream of horror.

Louise thinks of what actually happened a while ago when she managed to sneak herself into the back rooms of the rink during the break after she received a message from Ojiro.

Meet me at the back. It reads, and she couldn't hide her excitement right then.

Is this some kind of high school J-dorama, scene?

It was a thing in every J-drama high school love story where the female lead would pass on a piece of paper to her crush, telling him to meet her at the school's roof top or at the back of the building under a Sakura tree.

Just to be grabbed by a hand that emerges somewhere, like a horror film.

And then a moment later, Louise is on her knees...

...sucking his hard cock.

Her head bumps up and down as it slips in and out of her wet mouth. She looked straight at him while she slurped it in a lewd manner, sucked and licked it with her tongue.

She doesn't know either how they ended up in that position in a blink of an eye.

All that she remembered is he grabbed her inside the stock room, and before they could even say anything, they both got easily drowned by their passionate kiss.

She responded with the same amount of wanting, realizing how much she missed him.

His smell, his warmth, his touch.

His everything.

Louise wanted to let him know that while they were locked into each other's gazes but she couldn't make any words while his hard length is going in and out of her mouth.

"Okaerinasai," she manages to mumble him at the tip of his cock. Welcoming him home, looking back at his lustful stare.

She's going to say something but he put one finger on her mouth, stopping her.

"Tadaima," he responded and then he grabs her head in both hands, clamped her hair and fastened his thrusts.

She opens her mouth wider and transfers her weight to her knees; finally, the yoga class and the Tenga experiences are paying off.

She can finally manage to give her man a decent, deep throat.

Ojiro muffled his moans as his hardness quivers, letting out the hot, thick liquid of his cum inside her mouth.

"Ah, Yabai, I didn't have my tissue box with me—" his mouth hangs open in surprise when he watches Louise close her wet mouth and swallow the cum. A finger wiped her lips, licking them.

He put his pants up and helped her stand.

"Looks like I owe you something now..." he breaths, locking her in a tight, back embrace.

He bit his gloves off of his hand and spit them somewhere. His bare hand crawls inside her tight leggings. Louise reaches for his shirt behind her, grabbing for support, as his long fingers snakes inside her thin, wet undies. He found her clitoral area and massaged it in a circular motion.

A moan escaped from Louise's mouth as a response, but Ojiro shushed her, hearing some footsteps echo from the hallways.

Louise considered it. They are actually in a public place, and what they are doing at the moment made her even more flustered with embarrassment.

Louise muffled her moan, holding her breath waiting for the footsteps to pass them, but Ojiro's fingers didn't stop to pleasure her. One finger finds its way inside her wet hole, and then two.

She clasps his clothes tightly, her legs quivers and bends as if she's going to fall while his fingers thrust faster.

And then the third finger comes inside.

When Louise goes out of the room, she clings to the walls to support her weight, dragging her foot on the floor trying to help herself walk properly.

It's a miracle that she managed to get herself into the sitting area, but she collapsed into the life-size Ojiro Korishima cardboard cutouts that are displayed everywhere in the arena, breaking its neck.

"I didn't mean it, okay? It just got on my way and then... it just broke! Well, it's not my fault they created such cheap material. Will you help me attach it back? Please don't tell sensei about this."

The two only looked at her and the severed cutout head, horrified.

"Let's get out of here, Hanako!"

The two quickly leave them alone, while Ichika looks up to her, surprised.

Louise can pull off all the dumbest shit, and she still looks up to her like she's the coolest sis in the world.

The kid just truly reminds her of her youngest sister, Daniela.

"Come on, let's go on ice and conquer the world,"