Chapter 467

"You want me to come out...?"

Hearing Hiyori's bewildered question, I countered.

"Was it too out of the blue?"

"Yeah... incredibly..."

"Come out anyway. Let me see your face."

"Are you at my house right now?"

"Yeah."

"Oh... you are...?"

Hiyori's reaction was strange.

Her voice wasn't sleepy enough to suggest she'd been napping, yet her tone was too low for her to have been wide awake.

She didn't sound shy, nor was there any hint of excitement.

It sounded like she had been in the middle of something... Was it something she couldn't tell me?

Given the slight lilt at the end of her sentences, I had a reasonable suspicion she'd been up to something naughty.

Could it be she was still riding the afterglow of our first time, touching herself when she received my call?

Just as that thought crossed my mind, the curtain in Hiyori's window flew open.

A small head darted back and forth before finally spotting me down below.

The curtain swiftly yanked shut. Simultaneously, Hiyori's embarrassed voice piped through the Cell Phone pressed to my ear.

"You really came...?"

"Yeah."

"Can you wait ten minutes? I need to brush my teeth..."

"Does it take you ten minutes to brush your teeth?"

"It's not just brushing. I have to change my clothes, too..."

"Is that necessary? Just come out as you are."

"Ah, if I ask you to wait, just wait! I'll be out soon."

Click.

Hiyori abruptly hung up on me.

Judging by her tone, my suspicions were right on the money.

She needed ten minutes not just to brush her teeth, but to clean herself up.

A smile blossomed on my face just imagining Hiyori rushing frantically back and forth between her bedroom and the bathroom.

Exactly twelve minutes later, Hiyori finally came outside.

Clad in a thin, long-sleeved hoodie and shorts, she glanced around before making her way over to where I sat on a discarded sofa left carelessly nearby.

Spotting the oversized trash disposal sticker slapped onto the backrest, she spoke.

"They're throwing that away..."

"I know. It looked clean, so I took a seat."

"Didn't the rain soak into it?"

"Yeah. Looks like they just put it out. Is it from your house?"

"No."

"You come sit down, too."

"Okay..."

Giving a modest reply, she pulled her hood down firmly over her head and settled onto the seat right next to me.

Her eyes darted around aimlessly, her cheeks flushed pink, and her hands rested demurely in her lap...

Taking in her vividly timid, girlish aura, I let out a light chuckle. "What're you doing?"

"What do you mean...?"

"Why are your hands folded like you've committed a crime?"

"I can sit however I want..."

"It feels like I'm scolding a student."

"Ah, I've seen that a lot in porn."

"Seen what a lot?"

"The ones where the teacher exploits a student's weakness and 'punishes' her in all sorts of ways."

That wasn't exactly what I had in mind...

Our Hiyori really had a head full of dirty thoughts today.

"Is that your kind of fetish?"

"No, there are just a lot of videos with that kind of setup."

"How would you know that? You must watch a ton of them."

"I don't! It just comes up when I'm talking with my friends..."

"I see. Did you watch any today?"

"I told you I don't!"

"You said you don't watch 'a ton.' Doesn't that imply you still watch some?"

"No... I mean..."

She usually engaged in this sort of talk without much fuss, but now she was getting incredibly awkward.

It was proof that she was still self-conscious right after our first time sleeping together.

To help her out, I grabbed the edge of her hood, gave it a gentle tug, and changed the subject.

"Isn't it nice dressing like this? No skin exposed, you look so demure..."

"Even the shorts?"

"Those aren't great."

"Because my thighs are showing?"

"There's that, and they're also a little too tight."

"Are you critiquing my outfit again?"

"Not critiquing, just suggesting you hold back a bit."

"It's my choice."

"Suit yourself. So what were you up to?"

"Just... lying down."

"Doing what?"

"What else do you do when you're lying down?"

"You could watch a movie, read a comic, browse the internet. Or just lie there doing nothing."

"...I was just lying there doing nothing."

She was definitely lying.

On the phone, she was the one asking when we'd do it again...

But now that we were face-to-face, she was sitting here acting like a perfect lady.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. Where were you coming back from, sunbae?"

"I was hanging out with Inoo-sunbae."

"The Kendo Club President sunbae?"

"Yeah."

"What did you guys do?"

"Went shopping."

"For what?"

"Dolls, figures, that sort of thing."

"Dolls...? Figures?"

Hiyori's expression twisted into something peculiar.

She clearly thought dolls and figures were completely out of character for me.

"Yeah."

"I get the figures since I've seen a few at your house before... but dolls?"

"You know Momo-sama?"

"Momo-sama? That big-headed peach character?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, I know it. You like that?"

"It's not for me. I bought it as a gift for Senior Nanase."

"Senior Nanase? Oh, right. Senior Nanase did mention liking Momo-sama..."

"You remember that?"

"Of course I do. We even had coffee together. What did Senior Nanase say when you gave the gift?"

"I haven't given it yet."

"Really? Are you going to give it on your way back today?"

"Not today, next time. I figured it would get too late after seeing you."

"I guess you just think of me as some meat slave you can see whenever you want."

A meat slave...? Not even a sex slave—where did she even learn a phrase like that?

It seemed like she was slowly getting more corrupted after our first time.

Hiyori shoved both hands into her hoodie pockets and slumped against the back of the sofa, letting out a heavy sigh.

As she voiced her hurt feelings, I pressed my five fingertips firmly into the top of her head, lightly scolding her.

"Why would you say something like that? I got a gift for you, too."

"What is it?"

Just a second ago she was groaning like she was on her deathbed, but the moment I mentioned a gift, she practically beamed. It was ridiculous.

With a scoff, I fished the item out of my pocket and held it right in front of her eyes.

"Here."

Dangling before her was a lemon-scented lip balm.

Snatching it from my hand, Hiyori popped the cap off.

"It's lemon-scented."

Hiyori asked, pursing and relaxing her lips to spread the balm evenly.

It was nice seeing her genuinely thrilled over such a small gift, and I gave a nod.

"I bought it because it seemed like it would suit you."

"I already have a ton of lip balms, but I'll use this one first."

I always thought beating around the bush to say 'thank you' was strictly Renka's domain, but Hiyori was doing it too.

"Do whatever. By the way, you're not sore anywhere, are you?"

"Sore? Why ask that out of nowhere?"

"Just asking."

As I spoke, my gaze drifted slightly below the hem of Hiyori's hoodie. Grasping the true meaning behind my question, her shoulders jolted, and she gently pressed her legs together.

"I'm... fine...?"

"That's good. If it hurts, let me know."

"A-and what exactly are you going to do if I do?"

"What do you mean, 'do'? Don't tell me you're having weird thoughts?"

"You're the one having weird thoughts, sunbae...! Your eyes are completely impure...!"

"What's wrong with my eyes?"

"Wow... you're really shameless, aren't you...? Don't tell me the reason you called me out here today was to..."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Stop acting innocent."

"Alright."

I gave a nonchalant reply, and before Hiyori could say another word, I grabbed her arm and pulled her halfway onto my lap.

"I-I knew it...! You're finally showing your true colors...! L-let go of me...!"

Flailing her legs wildly, Hiyori tried to squirm out of my grasp.

Holding her slender waist tight, I subtly slid my hand down below her stomach.

"Ah...! Don't...! Wait... Matsumatsu...! I said stop it...!! Hey!"

I hadn't even touched anything yet, but her reaction was incredibly intense.

Wondering what the fuss was about, my mouth fell open slightly when my fingers brushed between her thighs and felt a very faint dampness.

Was she wet? All we'd done was some light physical contact.

Or maybe she'd been slowly getting turned on while we talked, and the signs had been there all along.

I'd only ever seen things like this in porn or manga; this was my first time encountering it in real life.

"Are you really a pervert?"

"Ah, what're you saying...!! How am I a pervert...!"

It was a good thing her shorts were black. If they'd been any other color, things could have been very embarrassing.

Of course, her house was right in front of us, so it wouldn't have been a complete disaster, but still.

I guess once the dam breaks, there's no stopping it.

What was I supposed to do with our little sex-crazed Hiyori?

"Then what's this?"

"Hyaa...!"

I pressed firmly between her pubic bone and lower stomach, and she instantly bent forward, pulling her waist back.

Tickling and pressing against her skin, I enjoyed her frantic reactions as she looked ready to orgasm right then and there. I casually threw out a suggestion.

"Want to step out for a bit?"

"...N-no."

"Why."

"My mom and dad told me to stay home..."

"You listen to your parents well."

"My younger sibling is... home alone, so I have to play with them..."

"Then it can't be helped. Let's go next time."

"Yeah... next time... let's go out next time..."

I let go of the panting Hiyori, and she immediately shot off my lap, fanning her face with her hand.

Cooling her completely flushed face, she glared at me with hazy eyes. She looked both incredibly frail and incredibly erotic.

"I'll bring... a towel, so do you want to wait here...?"

"What towel?"

"To wipe your hands..."

"I have wet wipes in the car."

"Oh... then never mind... I'll go inside now..."

"Already?"

"M-my sibling is waiting alone..."

"I remember you not being the type to take good care of your sibling."

"That's just talk... stop trying to stir up trouble... You're so mean..."

"Sorry."

"It's fine... I'm going to go now... Have a safe trip back, sunbae."

"Wait a second."

Calling out to stop her as she turned away, I pressed my lips against hers as she weakly asked what was wrong.

A soft, warm sensation wafting the faint scent of lemons.

Feeling that, I grabbed Hiyori's arm to support her; she stumbled heavily, unable to even react to the surprise kiss.

Then, looking down at her quivering thighs, I let out a chuckle.

"Go in."

"..."

"Hey. Snap out of it."

"Huh...? Ah, yeah... I'll eat..."

Shaking her head vigorously and giving a nonsensical reply, she looked utterly feeble.

I'd felt it before, but seeing her sensitive reaction now made it hit home much harder than back then.

"I never said anything like that."

"W-well, that's what I heard...! You're the one who said it and then forgot...!"

"You're being completely unreasonable."

"Stop talking back to me...!"

Who would be scared when she was acting tough with an expression like that?

Was she going to tremble even harder during our second time than she did our first?

Suddenly getting curious, I'd have to set a date soon.

Slam—!

Listening to her stomping footsteps after she fiercely slammed the Main Gate shut, I got into my car and checked the time.

I'd come intending to spend quite a bit of time with Hiyori, but there was still time left.

Meeting up with Chinami and then wrapping up the day at Miyuki's place would be perfect.