Just as I was thinking about making friends so I could meet their rich and beautiful moms, I heard a voice from behind me.
"Good morning, Ayro," Lara said with a smile, placing her hand around my shoulder. Her breasts were touching my right arm; they were soft, but I don't like these young girls. So, being a gentleman, I removed her hand from my shoulder and greeted her back.
"Good morning, Lara," I said, maintaining a distance from her.
"Why are you going away? Am I that ugly to you?" Lara asked with a teasing smile.
'I looked at her and thought to myself that she indeed looked beautiful with her light blue hair, blue eyes, light pink juicy lips, moderate breasts, and round butt. She could indeed make anyone fall for her; not only that, she also received many love letters. But unfortunately, I didn't like this young beauty. If it were her mother, then I would definitely make her mine. Just think about it, if Lara looks so beautiful, what must her milfy mother look like?'
'It's not like I didn't know her mother; the previous owner of this body knew her mother better than anyone. I hadn't met her personally, otherwise, she would be mine by now,' I thought as I replied to her question.
"Yes, you are beautiful, Lara," I replied, walking next to her.
"You really think that I am beautiful, then why do you always stay away from me like I'm a ghost?" Lara asked while walking beside me.
'What can I say to her? She is the childhood sweetheart of this boy, so he always looked at her from a distance, even though their houses were next to each other. In the city where my mother and Lara's mother used to live, there was a big apartment building, and they lived next door to each other. And the apartment was only called that; it was more like a villa inside. It's not like we don't have a big villa; it's just that no one was there to live with my mother and Lara's mother. Their husbands were working at some space company, so they only came once a week. If I had met her before, I would have made her my best friend, but it's still not too late,' I thought.
"No, it's not like that. It's just that you are too beautiful and attractive, so you attract too many people's attention, and you know I don't like too much attention," I said and showed my ID card to the big punching machine to enter the school.
"Oh ho; you think I am way too beautiful, not bad, you have good taste. Is that the reason why you always wear a mask?" Lara asked and entered the school with me. It would take a five-minute walk to reach our class, which was on the third floor.
"Yes, you have seen my face. So you know it would attract unwanted attention," I said as I continued to walk. It's only been a few days since our new class started because we became seniors of class 2A last year; I was a 1A class student. And I transmitted into this kid's body a few months ago when the school was closed. I captured two milfs; it's not easy to make married women mine, but it's not too hard for me. He didn't actually make any women his, he say they are his just to get them support to betray their husband as for what he really want was just a good taste and fuck with married women and throw them in the garbage. He didn't care what happened to them at all, Although it is risky but he didn't care at least until now he didn't got caught by any of their husband.
"But to tell you the truth, you look so handsome, why do you even have to wear a mask? Isn't it just that some people look at you because of your face? Just ignore them," Lara said and looked at me.
"Well, your idea is good, but are you sure about seeing me with other girls?" I asked.
"Huh... What are you talking about? What does it have to do with me?" Lara exclaimed.
"I mean, you are not in love with me?" I asked as I looked at her; her pale skin instantly turned red.
"Wh.. What are you talking about? I am not.. in lo.. Love with you. Idiot mask," Lara said, her face turned as red as an apple.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I am going to make many girlfriends, so don't tell me anything," I said and looked at her. She was looking down at the ground, not at me.
"Do whatever you want; I have nothing to do with it. Hump," she said hurriedly.
"Okay, then don't get jealous later, Lara. Let me clear this thing: you will always be my best friend; so if you feel jealous, then feel free to come to me," I said with a smile under the mask. 'She won't talk to me for a few weeks, and she is indeed in love with me, and I can't let her go until I claim her mother. So I have to make her my best friend,' I thought.
"I am not going to become jealous about anything. Do whatever you want. Alright, we came to our class, so I am going to my seat," she said and, without waiting for a reply, went to the first row on the topper student row and sat in the middle seat.
Just as she went to her seat, many students greeted her good morning. And there I was, just sitting in the corner of the classroom. It was just like any ordinary classroom in a Japanese high school, but with high technology. Once I sat at my table, my attendance was immediately sent to my mother, confirming that I had come to class today.
And the most important thing: I don't know why, but only when we sit on our own chair is our attendance marked. At first, I wondered if there were cameras taking our presence, but no, it's our chair that registers attendance. If your butt size doesn't match, then you are marked absent.
"I mean, just think about it, whoever the hell made this chair must have been a pervert," I thought to myself as I sat on my chair.