Chapter 502

I didn't usually talk much.

But today was different. Hoping to bring Miyuki and Hiyori closer, I tried to spark a conversation any way I could, even asking about things I already knew.

Like a desperate matchmaker trying to set two people up.

My efforts weren't entirely in vain. Though initially indifferent, the two began to show interest as they discovered new things about each other's tastes.

The silent, frigid atmosphere had thawed.

They shared brief exchanges and even burst into laughter at unintentional jokes.

A fair amount of time passed like this before Hiyori excused herself to the restroom, saying she'd drunk too much coffee.

"She sure goes to the restroom a lot."

Miyuki remarked, watching Hiyori disappear around the corner to the restroom.

Washing the dryness from my mouth with some coffee, I replied.

"She's only gone twice."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"But why are you acting so out of character? Feeling awkward?"

She was referring to how I'd been running my mouth nonstop.

Clicking my tongue, I looked at her crescent-curved eyes and said, "If you know, then help me out a little."

A wide smile spread across Miyuki's lips.

She clearly found my desperate, tear-jerking show to bring them closer incredibly amusing.

"This is the first time I've ever seen you talk so much."

At Miyuki's playful words, I pinched a speck of dust off the hair framing her face and let out a weak laugh.

"You should try opening up a bit, too. Asahina is walking on eggshells around you."

"Oh, really? I didn't realize."

"It's obvious she wants to get close to you. What do you mean you didn't realize?"

"She was sitting right next to me, so I couldn't even see her face. How was I supposed to know?"

"Fair enough."

"Idiot."

"Anyway, just try having some girl talk or something."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"How should I know? I'm not a girl."

"Are you mad?"

"No."

"You're mad."

Miyuki threw the exact words I'd said earlier in front of the cafe right back at me.

I seriously considered smacking her rear for acting so cheeky, but as Hiyori returned and took her seat, I simply leaned back against the sofa.

A slight sense of futility washed over me.

Did I really need to act so out of character?

Couldn't I just fuck them both?

That seemed like the better option.

As I sipped my coffee with those thoughts in mind, Hiyori, who had been staring at me, turned to Miyuki and asked,

"What's up with him?"

"Hmm... I wonder."

"You look like you know something, so tell me. Stop leaving me out."

"When did I ever leave you out?"

"Aren't you doing it right now?"

"Don't jump to conclusions. It's nothing like that."

"Then tell me."

"How can I tell you when I don't know either?"

"Liar."

The atmosphere was heating up again.

Deciding I couldn't take it anymore, I spoke in a low voice to the two of them as they were about to start glaring at each other.

"Both of you, be quiet."

At that, Miyuki and Hiyori snapped their mouths shut at the exact same time.

Looking at them like this, they seemed like sisters, but the moment they started talking, they were bitter enemies.

It seemed I would have to punish them separately.

If all my effort yielded no progress, I would just have to force it.

Time to be selfish. Having come this far, it was only right.

I had already made up my mind to do so from the start, hadn't I?

"Are you done drinking?"

I asked, eyeing their nearly empty coffee cups.

Miyuki and Hiyori blinked at my question and nodded.

"Let's go, then."

"Huh...? Right now...?"

Miyuki's voice dropped.

She seemed a bit flustered by the sudden shift in the air.

Hiyori must have felt the same, staring at me with wide eyes just like Miyuki.

From the looks of it, they both planned on using today's events to tease me later, but there was no way I was going to let them string me along.

"You drank it all."

"There's still a little left..."

"You can take it with you."

"No, it's just... you were talking so much earlier, so why are you..."

"I'm still talking a lot right now. Hurry up and get up."

"Where are we going...?"

Miyuki seemed to think I was going to take her and Hiyori to a love hotel right now.

That sounded like a decent plan, but doing it in this situation would only breed resentment from them.

I shouldn't force too sudden a change.

Reaching an agreement came first. Whether it was a voluntary agreement or a forced one didn't matter.

I had to make them brace themselves one way or another to avoid any lingering issues later.

"Home."

Hearing my concise answer, Miyuki studied my face.

This time, it was Hiyori who broke the silence.

"But we haven't been hanging out that long..."

"You two are just going to keep fighting."

"We're not fighting..."

"Then what is it?"

"We're just teasing each other..."

"You call that teasing?"

"Isn't it?"

Hiyori's gaze slid to the side as if seeking Miyuki's help.

"Right... we're just playing around."

Seeing Miyuki play along, I strongly felt that I shouldn't have been so accommodating.

So this was what it took to get the picture I wanted.

Acting heavy-handed was the right call.

"Is that so?"

"Yep."

"Let's say it is. You'd better be ready for your punishment later."

"Me...? Why am I getting punished? And why only me?"

"I'm going to punish both of you, so don't worry."

At my words, Miyuki's expression filled with disbelief.

"Me too...?"

"Yeah. You too."

"Why me...? What crime did I commit...?"

"Not knowing why you're being punished is a crime in itself."

"That's so unreasonable..."

"Quiet. Hurry up and get up."

Now that I had completely dragged down the mood, Miyuki and Hiyori weren't listening to me.

They glued their rears to the sofa as if they absolutely refused to stand up. Were they a little scared?

That was a turn-on in its own way.

After much back-and-forth, I dragged the two girls—who acted as if they had iron weights on their knees—out of the cafe and half-forced them into the car.

"Ah, I don't want to...!"

Smack!

"Agh! Why did you hit me...?!"

Listening to Hiyori's whining as I smacked her rear, pushing her forward by the back while she tensed her entire body in resistance...

"I—I'll get in by myself..."

I grabbed the arm of Miyuki, who had been watching this unfold, hauled her into the passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt.

Then I glanced between the two dazed girls, hopped into the driver's seat, and started the engine.

Driving to Hiyori's house first, I pulled up right in front of her door and spoke.

"Get out. And don't go anywhere today; just wait."

"Huh...? W-why...?"

"If I tell you to wait, wait."

"But I want to stay here...?"

"Are you going to get out on your own, or do you want to get smacked on the rear first?"

"No... why my rear..."

"You want to get smacked? Got it."

I nodded once and made a move to step out of the car, which prompted Hiyori to fling open the back door in a flash.

She clearly didn't want to be humiliated in front of Miyuki.

Watching Hiyori—who clearly didn't want to take it lying down—raise a hand in a cute little threat before scurrying away, I waited for her to step inside the house and immediately drove off.

"Matsuda-kun."

Miyuki called out to me, her arms crossed.

"What?"

"I don't understand why you're so angry, Matsuda-kun. Shouldn't I be the one who's mad?"

She wasn't wrong.

I should have only had eyes for her, yet I had turned my attention to another woman. On top of that, I was throwing a fit just because things weren't going my way...

Any normal person would obviously know who was at fault here.

But what could I do? My greed was just this immense.

Miyuki was simply unlucky to have gotten entangled with me.

"I think you've got the wrong idea."

"About what?"

"I'm not mad."

"Then what?"

"Shut up and stay quiet."

"No. I'm going to keep talking."

"Suit yourself, then."

Casually brushing off Miyuki's defiance, I found a secluded spot, parked the car, and turned off the engine.

Then I reached over, clamped a hand over Miyuki's mouth to muffle her chatter, and lowered her seat back all the way down, leaving her eyes wide with shock.

Click.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and climbed over to the passenger seat. Finally realizing what was about to happen, Miyuki frantically shook her head.

"D-don't...! If you're going to do it, at least do it at Home..."

She barely managed to pry my hand away and tried to stop me, but it was too late.

I had already made up my mind.

"I'm not stopping until you apologize, so keep that in mind."

"What...? Why do I have to apologize... Ah...!!"

I forcefully undid the button on Miyuki's pants—completely ignoring her refusal to agree to my selfish demands—and yanked down her zipper, making her body shudder.

Thump!

The cramped posture made my arms and legs bump into things as I stripped off her clothes.

"A-are you okay?"

"Quiet."

"I'm just worrying about you, so why... Wait...! H-hold on...!"

Miyuki's increasingly urgent voice sounded incredibly erotic.

Blood rushed down, making me grow hard.

An audible gulp came from Miyuki's throat as she stared at my swelling crotch.

"I told you to stop...!"

Seeing Miyuki glare at me in resistance already filled me with an immense sense of satisfaction.

I should have done this sooner. No, this was exactly what I should have been doing all along.

"Matsuda-kun...!! My clothes...! I don't even have a spare change of clothes...! Why are you suddenly doing this...?!!"

"We're stopping by Home after this anyway, so shut up."

Giving a blunt reply to Miyuki, who was pushing against my approaching body with all her might, I shoved my hands between her tightly squeezed legs and forcefully pried them apart.