Chapter 468

Is it a trend to wear a hoodie in the summer?

Hiyori was wearing one... and Chinami, who was walking out of the apartment building's main gate right now, also had a thin, long-sleeved hoodie pulled over her head.

Of course, there was nothing better than a hoodie when rushing outside.

It was an easy way to hide uncombed hair. Plus, short-sleeved hoodies were rare and hardly fashionable, so it made sense.

"Hello, Junior. What brings you here?"

Chinami fluttered her very pink sleeves, which covered more than half her palms, as she approached with a greeting.

I smiled and waved back, gently rolling up the sleeves of her hoodie before speaking.

"I brought you a gift."

"Mmm...? A gift?"

Chinami's large eyes darted between my hands and my pockets.

She looked just like a curious squirrel. I nodded toward the Park near her place, where my car was parked.

"It's in the car. Want to take a short walk?"

"I would love to. But what is this gift? Is it something to eat?"

"No. You'll see when we get there."

"Okay."

We headed to the Park's parking lot, where I pulled out the Momo-nim doll I had safely stowed in the backseat.

I held it out for Chinami, who was leaning to the side with her hands clasped behind her back, trying to peek at what I had brought.

"Here it is."

"Ah!"

The massive head wobbled in my grasp.

Chinami's eyes went round the moment she saw the grinning face of Momo-nim.

"That is the Momo-nim doll they were selling at the pop-up merchandise shop...!"

"Yeah."

"Thank you so much. I love it...!"

Chinami pulled the Momo-nim doll into a tight hug.

Even though she already owned one at home, she beamed like a child finally receiving a toy she had always wanted. She looked incredibly sweet and endearing.

"The President and I picked it out together."

"Ah, did you? I knew you two met today, but I never heard you bought a gift."

My slave actually has some tact. She didn't spoil the surprise.

I'll have to praise her later.

Chinami looked genuinely overjoyed, bowing her head repeatedly as she thanked me.

It must have meant a lot to get a gift from someone who understood and supported her hobbies.

I pulled her hood up over her head as she stood there with a wide, satisfied smile, and said, "The President mentioned you already had one at home, Master..."

"I do. But why does that matter? It is a gift you bought with me in mind. I can place it right next to my other doll so it won't get lonely."

"Like a couple?"

"Ah, yes. Exactly like that."

"Send me a picture of them later."

"I will."

"Aren't you hot?"

"The breeze is nice, so I am perfectly fine."

"Shall we take a walk, then? We can leave the doll in the car so it doesn't get dusty, and I'll give it back to you when you head back."

"I'll leave it in your care, then."

Chinami carefully placed the doll in the backseat, treating it like a precious artifact, before snapping to attention right beside me.

Seeing her like that reminded me of when we first met.

On that rainy day, when I offered to share my umbrella, she had acted just like this...

Watching her walk so gingerly to keep the rainwater from splashing onto me, I realized she was the kindest person in the world.

And that opinion hadn't changed one bit.

We sat side by side on a bench as the cool breeze brushed past our faces.

I closed my eyes and savored the breeze before opening them to speak.

"The weather gets pretty nice this late at night."

"It certainly does."

"Why are you sitting like that, though?"

"Pardon? How am I supposed to sit?"

"Come here."

I patted my lap, and Chinami's shoulders gave a small jolt.

But only for a moment. Without even glancing around to check if anyone was watching, she slowly shifted over and climbed onto my lap.

I felt her soft curves and her incredibly light weight resting against me.

Finding the sensation strangely cozy, I wrapped my arms around Chinami's waist and pulled her flush against my chest.

"Mya."

She let out her signature little gasp as her back pressed right into my face. The fabric of her hoodie was incredibly soft.

It was a common fabric you could find anywhere, but it felt that way because Chinami was the one wearing it.

"Junior... what are you doing...? Is there something on your face?"

"No. I'm just rubbing my face against you."

"Ah... just because...?"

"Yeah."

"I see..."

"Why? Does it feel dirty?"

"Not at all. I was simply curious..."

She might not look it, but Chinami was the boldest of all the heroines.

Her current behavior was proof. I was subtly pressing against her lower abdomen, giving her a little stimulation. We were in a public Park—empty right now, but anyone could walk by at any moment. Yet, she only seemed shy about our physical contact, completely free of any anxiety about getting caught.

"Want to go to a love hotel with the President sometime soon?"

I asked, gently massaging her slightly soft lower belly.

Chinami, who had been letting out quiet, breathless sounds and trembling slightly, flinched and fired a question back.

"A-are you planning on doing that?"

"What exactly do you mean by that, Master?"

"What we did... together with Junior Hanazawa last time."

"Exactly. I've already talked it all over with the President."

"Ah... what did Renka say...?"

"She loved the idea."

"H-how could she..."

She had never actually said she loved the idea, of course. In fact, she had violently resisted.

But what could she do? A slave had to obey her master.

"So it's a promise, then?"

"Ah... I need to verify that first..."

"Verify what?"

"That Renka actually said that..."

"Are you doubting me?"

"It isn't that, but I think I'll only be comfortable once I know that all three of us are entirely on the same page..."

It might actually end up being four of us, not three.

Miyuki had told me last time that if I ever planned a threesome or more, I absolutely had to include her.

Who would have ever thought I'd be dealing with this kind of dilemma?

I had set a harem as my goal, but without Miyuki's boundless tolerance, I would still be hopelessly stuck trying to figure out how to scale that mountain.

"Does that mean you're in, Master?"

"I... I am fine with it, as long as both of you are..."

"Understood. Then go ahead and check."

Even if Chinami called Renka right now and asked if she had genuinely agreed, Renka would give me the answer I wanted one way or another.

Why? Because she had already adapted to my reckless bulldozing.

And because she had already reached the point where she was enjoying it, too.

"Right... But why do you keep touching me there?"

"Where?"

"My lower stomach..."

"Because it feels good."

"I see... Would it be alright if I went to the restroom for a moment?"

"No."

"Ah, okay..."

"I'm kidding. Let's go together."

"W-Where...? To the restroom?"

"I meant I'd walk you to the entrance."

"Ah... I would like that... Then..."

"Yeah."

"...You need to let go of me so I can stand up..."

"I don't want to."

"You can't..."

"If it's not urgent, wait a little longer."

"It is urgent, though..."

She was adorable, so timidly trying to assert herself.

She was slowly starting to cross her legs. I gave her thigh one last pat, finally releasing my hold on her waist, and stood up.

Chinami needed to experience the maddening ache of being driven crazy by her own desires.

When we got around to the threesome, her lust needed to completely eclipse her reason. That was the only way to get her past her shyness.

I'll keep laying the groundwork with the two of them, but for now, I'll keep things exactly at this level.

I had called ahead, and by the time I arrived at Miyuki's place, she was already waiting outside.

Unlike Hiyori or Chinami, Miyuki was wearing a standard short-sleeved T-shirt. But her shorts were a stark contrast to her casual top—they were subtly erotic.

They were high-waisted spandex shorts that hugged her waist.

The tight fit accentuated her slender waistline and the flare of her hips. More than that, the visible gap between her thighs as she stood there turned me on immensely.

"What's with the outfit?"

I asked as I stepped out of the car, carrying a Black Plastic Bag.

She shoved the hat she had been holding onto her head and replied, "It's comfortable."

"Are those shorts comfortable, too?"

"Yeah."

"Good enough, then. Did you come out just to wait for me?"

"I wanted to meet you, and take a little walk, too. That's okay, right?"

"Yeah."

"What's in your hand?"

"Something you like."

Miyuki stepped closer, her nose twitching delicately.

She had caught the faint scent of seasoning drifting from the opening of the plastic bag.

"Yakitori?"

"Right. I got the thigh skewers."

"Really?"

Miyuki bounced on the balls of her feet, her excitement so palpable it was almost contagious.

I had spotted the food stall while driving through the city center. I had debated buying some, initially leaning against it because the line was so long... but I ended up pulling the car over, figuring Miyuki would want a late-night snack.

My hunch was dead on. Seeing her smile like that, I was incredibly glad I changed my mind.

"Thank you, Matsuda-kun."

"Don't mention it. Let's go find a seat in the playground and eat."

"Will there be anywhere to sit? The benches are probably wet... should I go grab a picnic mat?"

"The rain stopped a while ago, so it should be fine. I grabbed plenty of napkins anyway, so we can wipe off any wet spots before we sit down."

"You're awfully well-prepared, aren't you? If only you applied this kind of planning to your studies."

"Ah, where did studying come from all of a sudden?"

"What...! You need to start studying, even if it's just from—"

"Quiet. Let's go."

I waved a hand dismissively, my face clearly showing how annoying I found her nagging, and turned around. Miyuki instantly rushed up and linked her arm through mine.

She matched my stride perfectly, humming a quiet little tune as we walked. Every single thing she did was unbearably adorable.

The late-night breeze was perfectly cool... It was the kind of day that just left you in a good mood.

If I could spend a day like this watching movies at home with all four of them, I think I would feel perfectly at peace.

I pictured that fast-approaching future in my head as Miyuki and I strolled into the local playground.