Chapter 499

Returning from the Park restroom, I saw Chinami up ahead, talking on the phone with someone.

As I got closer, her voice drifted over. From the conversation, it was immediately clear she was speaking with Renka.

"Yes, yes... Ah... you never agreed to it... you're just thinking about it... Aha... Yes... Ah, you shouldn't say such harsh things..."

She was badmouthing me to Chinami again.

My ears had been burning lately; I guess it was because Renka had been cursing me out so much.

After Chinami exchanged a few more words with Renka and hung up, I approached her.

"What are you doing?"

"Hah...! Junior...! I was just on a short call..."

"With who?"

"With Renka."

"Were you talking to the President behind my back?"

"B-behind your back? You said I could call her..."

"I meant for you to call her after we parted ways."

"Oh..."

Seeing the utter shock on Chinami's face, I realized I shouldn't tease her anymore.

"I'm joking."

"Ah, aha... What a relief. But Junior... my close friend Renka says she never agreed to it..."

At Chinami's relieved words, I shrugged indifferently and replied.

"What did she say?"

"She said she was only thinking about it."

"She was positive about it when we spoke face-to-face."

"I-is that so?"

"Yes. As you know, Master, the President can be a bit shy. That's probably why she told you that, don't you think?"

"That's true, but Renka is usually completely honest with me..."

"Neither of you has ever talked about this kind of topic before, right?"

"Y-yes... naturally."

"Since it's her first time, wouldn't it make sense that she feels embarrassed?"

"Hmm... mm... I-I think I need to meet Renka and talk to her about it first."

Did she not believe me?

No, that didn't seem to be it.

"What are you thinking right now, Master? Are you positive about it?"

"I... I don't think it's a bad idea..."

"Then isn't that enough? It's your own opinion, Master."

"Well... I really like Renka, so..."

"Really? Then should we meet up again soon? The three of us together?"

"Kyaah...! H-how did the conversation end up going there...!"

Chinami's face instantly flushed peach-pink.

She seemed to be picturing all the things that had happened at the love hotel.

To be fair, not only had she climaxed wildly in front of her best friend, they had even pressed their lips together...

Furthermore, she had witnessed the raw scene of a cock sliding into a pussy right before her eyes, so it would be stranger if she wasn't embarrassed.

I cradled Chinami's face, which was so red it looked ready to burst, and pulled her to my chest, gently stroking the back of her neck.

"Myaah...! Ah...!"

With every touch, Chinami flinched, rising on her tiptoes and dropping back down.

Since it was one of her prime erogenous zones, she reacted beautifully.

As she began to tremble all over, I slipped a hand down below her backside and spent some time lightly pressing and releasing the curve beneath her ass.

When Chinami started letting out soft pants, I let her go and gave her a bright smile.

"So we're going with that plan, then?"

"Eh...? Yes..."

Chinami probably had no idea whether she was agreeing to meet up soon, or to living together in the future.

She was just blankly nodding along in a daze.

I took the fidgeting hand of the thoroughly trapped Chinami and spoke.

"Shall we walk for a bit?"

"Ah, yes... But the peaches..."

"I brought them. Do you want to eat one together?"

"S-sure..."

Glazed eyes, a body completely drained of strength, and long sighs leaking out constantly.

All of these traits harmonized perfectly, making Chinami so cute that it triggered my protective instincts.

Since the lust born from my wicked thoughts was gently melting away, I decided we should just go for a walk today.

[You're dead.]

Once I returned Home, I sent Renka a warning message.

About two minutes later, her reply arrived.

[Don't talk bullshit. All I did was correct the lie you told Chinami, so why are you making it sound like it's my fault? You are Trash as a human being. Got it? Seriously...]

It was a massive wall of text. Exaggerating a little, it practically filled the entire chat screen.

There were even typos scattered throughout.

It meant she was that terrified of my warning, and it was proof she knew exactly why I had said it.

[Then you shouldn't have done something wrong.]

[I didn't do anything wrong. You're the one who did.]

[Whatever, see you later.]

[You think I'm scared? And stop talking down to me.]

Ignoring Renka's hostile messages, I finished my shower and came out, only to see two missed calls from her on my Cell Phone.

She must have suddenly grown scared when I stopped replying.

I was really curious about what she had to say, so I figured I should call her back.

I returned Renka's call right away, and her voice came through before the tone could even ring once.

"Hey, honestly, isn't that too much? Why did you lie to Chinami and say I agreed?"

She fired off my faults like a machine gun.

As if the lines had been prepared in advance, she didn't stutter once despite her agitation.

"But you did agree."

"I did not! And I told you to stop talking down to me...!"

"Don't raise your voice."

"How can I not raise it when you're provoking me?!"

"Then I'll make you quiet down."

"A-are you saying you're going to use that right now?"

She knew exactly what I meant. In that case, I wouldn't need to prepare much.

As long as I brought the supplies, Renka would set the stage herself.

"I'll contact you soon."

"W-wait...! I still..."

"I'm hanging up."

"You...! I'll kill..."

Click.

Hanging up while Renka was still spitting curses, I went back outside and got into my car.

My destination was Miyuki's house.

I received a text from Renka on the way, but I didn't read it.

Things like this were always more delicious when savored slowly the next day.

I drove through Miyuki's neighborhood, which felt like my own by now, and parked in front of her house. The front door opened, and a familiar face greeted me.

"Hello, Matsuda-kun."

It was Kanna, not Midori or Miyuki.

She must have heard from Miyuki that I was coming over.

I let out a hollow laugh, noting that she had changed her voice to mimic Miyuki's.

"What's the point of doing a vocal impression when I can see your face?"

"I thought you'd be fooled since it's dark."

"The porch light is on, though?"

"Could you not talk back?"

"Yes. Are you heading out somewhere, by the way?"

"Yeah. I'm going to meet a friend."

"At this late hour?"

"It's a neighborhood friend, so it's fine. But are you worrying about me right now?"

"I can't help but be worried."

"What was with that line just now?"

"Why?"

"It's cheesy."

"You have no sentimentality."

"You think so?"

After chatting with Kanna in the entryway for a bit, I watched her back as she walked away with light steps.

If her hairstyle had been similar to Miyuki's, I really would have been confused.

Stepping inside, I saw Midori and Wataru sitting on the sofa, watching TV.

I greeted the two of them, who treated me like family, then washed my hands and feet. I knocked on Miyuki's door and opened it to find her sitting at her desk, studying.

"Did you not know I was coming?"

"I knew. Just sit down for now."

There was an extra chair set out, though I didn't know when she had prepared it.

Did she bring one in from the dining table?

Miyuki really was quite something.

"Do you have to study?"

"We agreed to."

"Didn't you do it before?"

"I have to do it again. It wasn't a one-time promise, after all."

"It was a one-time promise, though."

"No, it wasn't."

"Yes, it was."

"No."

"Yes."

"I said no."

"And I said yes."

Bantering in this childish back-and-forth, I grabbed Miyuki's arm—while she was still glued to her desk chair—and half-forced her onto the bed.

Before she could even say a word, I pulled the blanket completely over us and pulled her into my arms.

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

"Let's sleep."

"It's not even late, what do you mean sleep... And change your clothes...!"

"Do I smell?"

"No, but if we're going to sleep, you should wear something comfortable... The clothes you wore last time are in the closet, so put those on..."

"Today, I'll tell you about what you're curious about."

"Why are you changing the subject?"

"Aren't you curious?"

"About what?"

"About Inoo-sunbae and Senior Nanase."

Miyuki's mouth clamped shut.

She had already been wondering what exactly happened on the day of the threesome, so when I started up the engine, her curiosity seemed to violently explode.

Seeing Miyuki's face gradually turn red in the room's light piercing through the thin blanket, I grinned at her.

"You told me to tell you."

"No... I mean... didn't you just say it was really amazing...?"

"Weren't you curious about the detailed inside story?"

"That's..."

"Why are you acting coy?"

"I'm not acting coy..."

Her voice trailing off, Miyuki pushed the blanket aside and looked at the bedroom door.

She was checking to see if it was properly closed.

I burst into a chuckle at how adorable it was, watching Miyuki act like she was sneaking a forbidden book behind her parents' backs.

Then, she slid back under the covers, coughing dryly to clear her throat.

"T-tell me, then..."

"Where should I start? From the beginning?"

"The beginning... um... Y-yeah... from the beginning..."

"Got it. First of all..."

I started telling Miyuki absolutely everything that had happened that day.

From who I met first, to watching the movie together before doing it...

And the sticky atmosphere that formed after I smacked the thigh of Renka, who was focused on the film...

I explained all of this in detail without leaving a single thing out, down to exactly who said what.

And as my explanation continued, Miyuki's body shifted back and forth restlessly.

The explicit, raw words had brought on a wave of embarrassment.

Gulp.

Noticing that Miyuki—who was swallowing hard and staring at me with sparkling eyes—was growing more and more aroused, I slipped a hand inside her thin white t-shirt.

I gently stroked her waist as she gave a soft jolt, and kept right on with my story.

Hoping that by the time I finished, Miyuki would want to try it herself.