Chapter 492

Drifting into a light sleep and waking right back up... how much time had passed like that?

I had no idea. Had my need for sleep converted into lust and vented itself out?

Sleep just wouldn't come.

Renka and Chinami, on the other hand, lay perfectly still with their eyes closed, their energy completely drained from our multiple rounds.

Under the dim glow of the mood lamp, their long eyelashes rested tightly shut, looking incredibly peaceful.

We had arrived early and gone at it constantly until well past midnight. When they finally woke up, I figured at least one of them would be groaning in soreness.

"Mmm..."

As those thoughts crossed my mind, Chinami let out a sluggish sigh and blearily opened her eyes.

She groped around beneath her pillow, probably looking for her Cell Phone.

I pulled her limp body into a tight hug and hauled her on top of me. Her half-lidded eyes went wide.

"Ah..."

Freshly awake, Chinami's warm body heat and soft skin offered peak satisfaction.

I needed to touch her as much as possible right now.

With that in mind, I kneaded and stroked her ass. She slowly lifted her head.

"Hello, junior..."

"Hello."

"But what exactly are you doing right now...?"

"It feels good to touch you."

"Aha... I see..."

"Why did you wake up instead of sleeping more?"

"I was going to sleep more..."

"Did I wake you?"

"No..."

"You can sleep here."

"L-like this...?"

"Yes."

"Then... excuse me..."

Without even a token refusal, Chinami buried her face snugly against my chest.

Soon enough, soft, steady breathing escaped her lips.

I passed the time gently stroking her rear. A chuckle escaped me when Renka shifted beside us and opened her eyes next.

"You're up too, President?"

".... Mm..."

Her voice was thick with sleep.

She must have woken up briefly from feeling us shifting around beside her.

"I'm exhausted... I hate that you're the first person I see when I open my eyes..."

I frowned at her weak muttering and scolded her.

"That's harsh. Do you want to be punished?"

"How are you going to punish me like that...?"

"Is that why you're acting up? Because Master is on top of me and I can't move?"

"Acting up... don't talk to me like that."

"You're one to talk."

"I'm your sunbae-nim...! I'm a year older than you...!"

"Does being older mean you can say whatever you want? Are you a boomer, President?"

"Fuck you...! And stop touching Chinami... why are you messing with her while she's trying to sleep...!"

"She seems to be sleeping just fine with me touching her."

"Don't flatter yourself. Chinami is just a heavy sleeper. She isn't sleeping better because of your touch..."

"Do you really have to be so bitter?"

"I'm telling you to face reality."

"Shouldn't you be the one facing reality, President?"

"What about me...!"

"It's just absurd watching a slave talk back to her master."

"You little..."

Renka sluggishly raised an arm from where she lay.

It looked exactly like the sleepy whining of someone completely out of it. It wasn't the least bit threatening, so an indulgent smile spread across my face.

"What are you smirking at...!"

In response to her whining, I closed my eyes and puckered my lips. A nasal "Eek..." reached my ears.

A split second later, a slightly dry, soft sensation pressed against my lips.

Delighted that she had initiated the kiss, I slipped my tongue out and licked her lips. She pulled back in shock.

"What are you doing...! Stop doing that...!"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Haa... you're so annoying..."

Normally, Renka was the type to express her feelings honestly.

But whenever she talked to me, she had a habit of saying the exact opposite of how she felt.

I was glad—it was proof that my customized training was working perfectly.

"Mmm..."

Chinami let out a sluggish hum, smacking her lips in her sleep as if she found my body incredibly comfortable.

I pulled up her robe and gently patted her lower back, closing my eyes as a sudden wave of drowsiness washed over me.

I guess I hadn't been able to sleep because I was missing this kind of pillow talk. Finally, I felt satisfied.

Early in the morning, Chinami always had a small appetite.

Renka was the same, and it wasn't just those two—Hiyori was exactly the same way.

Miyuki would gorge herself on rainy days or whenever she was in a particularly good mood, but usually, she ate a light breakfast just like the other girls.

I supposed it was a common trait among women who took care of their bodies.

Slide.

Chinami popped the lid off the airtight container we'd put in the fridge yesterday and transferred the peaches onto the simple room service breakfast plates.

It was almost touching how she gave Renka and me three slices each, leaving only one for herself.

"Master, you should have three."

"No. You have three, junior."

"Then should we split them, two each?"

"I'm fine with one."

"Don't be like that, let's just go half and half. It looks friendlier."

"Ah, yes."

Was it too nauseating to watch us split our peaches evenly?

Renka, who was sitting next to Chinami, jutted out her lower lip.

"Half and half, my foot... are my peaches just decorations? I was going to give some to Chinami too...!"

"Were you?"

"Yeah...!"

"I figured you were just being greedy and planning to eat them all yourself."

"What was that, you jerk? Both of you take three...! I'll just eat one...!"

"I was just joking. Are you mad?"

"Whatever...! Ugh, don't touch me...!"

Cooing at her, I gave her chin a gentle scratch. The way she flinched away was adorable.

The same went for Chinami, who was sweating nervously as she tried to break us up.

It was a truly happy morning.

After sharing breakfast with the two of them in that lively atmosphere, I checked out of the hotel and got into my car.

I dropped them both off at their respective homes, swung by my place to change clothes, and headed over to Miyuki's neighborhood.

I parked my car in my usual spot. Stepping out, I noticed the second-floor window was wide open.

And there was Miyuki, leaning on the windowsill and looking down at me.

"Hi, Matsuda-kun."

She offered a bright smile, waving with one hand.

I flashed my teeth in a returning smile.

"Hey. How long have you been up there?"

"Ever since you messaged me, Matsuda-kun."

"Don't your arms hurt?"

"Not really?"

"Got it. Can you open the door for me?"

"No."

"I guess it's already open."

"Yeah."

"Can I come in?"

Instead of answering, Miyuki just stared at me.

Her eyes were brimming with affection; it seemed I had just done something she really liked.

It was probably... me asking for permission to come inside.

Even though I came over all the time, I didn't just take my entry for granted. She was clearly happy that I had been polite enough to ask first.

"What are you staring at?"

"Your outfit looks nice today."

"This one?"

"Yeah."

Did she like the white linen-style shirt and neat beige pants?

It was a pretty standard combination, one I had worn plenty of times before. She was probably just admiring it more because I had just done something endearing.

"Yeah? Keep looking, then."

I did a slow twirl right where I stood. Miyuki burst into giggles, a massive grin spreading across her face.

"Come inside, idiot."

"Got it."

Opening the front door, I found Miyuki's house perfectly quiet.

It seemed Midori and Wataru had gone out.

I spotted a pair of shoes about a size larger than Miyuki's—Kanna must be home.

"Hey."

Just as I expected, as soon as I took off my shoes and headed up to the second floor, I bumped into Kanna coming out of her room.

But her outfit was a little scandalous.

She was wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top and a pair of sweat shorts so short that the bottom curve of her ass was peeking out.

This was the first time I had ever seen Kanna show that much skin.

Her figure was similar to Miyuki's, making it incredibly arousing.

To casually act normal around me while dressed like that... I guessed she had gotten really comfortable around me.

"Hello. Aren't you going anywhere for vacation?"

"I was actually just about to head out to meet some friends. They said the weather would be nice tomorrow, so I'm thinking of hitting the beach. I want to get a natural tan."

"I don't think that would suit you."

"Why?"

"It just doesn't match your image."

"You think so?"

"That's just what I think."

"Hmm... I guess I'll have to think about it."

What is there to think about? You should just follow my advice.

Swallowing those words, I asked aloud.

"Where did your parents go?"

"They just popped out to the grocery store. Why do you ask? Planning on doing weird things with Miyuki?"

Kanna's mind was completely in the gutter, too.

With her acting like this, wouldn't it be a sin not to seduce her?

I kept those thoughts to myself as we exchanged a few more playful jokes, then I slipped into the bathroom to wash my hands.

After that, I knocked on Miyuki's door, carefully pushed it open, and stepped inside.

"Were you talking to my sister?"

Miyuki asked from where she sat at her desk.

I nodded and answered.

"Yeah. She said she's going to the beach. Are you not going?"

"She's going with her friends, so I don't really want to tag along."

"Why? Are you not close with them?"

"I've only seen them a few times."

"Want to go, just the two of us, then?"

"It's going to rain tomorrow, so no."

"She just told me the weather was going to be nice."

"No. It's going to be bad."

"You guarantee it?"

"Yeah."

"How?"

"I just know."

Miyuki had become a lot more quirky since she started dating me.

Which just made her all the more lovable.

I gently smoothed down a cowlick sticking out of her hair and pressed a firm kiss to the crown of her head while she sat quietly.

Miyuki tightly gripped my hand resting on her shoulder and asked a question.

"Did you have a good time?"

She was talking about Renka and Chinami.

I figured she would ask right away... I might as well be honest.

"Yeah."

"How was it?"

"It was amazing. I definitely want to go with you next time."

"R-really...?"

She looked flustered, clearly not expecting me to say that.

I let out a chuckle, slipping my arms under her armpits to tickle her ribs, right beneath her breasts.

"Ah, what are you doing...!"

She scolded me, squirming wildly and giggling.

Judging by her voice, her mood hadn't soured at all.

Still, I would make sure to spend the entire day right by her side.

I would fuck her... wait, no, stay close and share my love with her all night.

"Did you eat?"

"Yeah..."

"Let's go out and eat again."

"Sounds good, but... I haven't showered yet...?"

"Did you brush your teeth?"

"That I did."

"Then it's fine. Just wear a hat."

"Why are you so energetic today?"

"Does it look like that?"

"Yeah. You seem incredibly active. I was planning for us to study together today, though..."

"We can do that next time."

"You always push it back and never actually do it."

"I'll do it this time."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Is that a promise?"

"I promise."

"Good."

Miyuki let out a soft giggle and hopped out of her seat to grab a hat.

I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just played right into her hands.

But so what? We were way past the stage of playing hard to get. I shouldn't read too deeply into it.

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