Chapter 523

"Hold on tight. What are you doing?"

"I—I have no strength left, what do you expect me to do...! I'm wearing heels...!"

"Alright. Get on my back, then."

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

"I'll just dump you here and leave, then."

"...You're always threatening me... It's so annoying..."

I knelt in front of the grumbling Renka, and she climbed onto my back with a groan.

I carried her to the bathroom. Before getting into the tub I had already drawn for us, I sat her down on a small stool.

After quickly stripping off my clothes, which were covered in our mixed bodily fluids, I started taking off Renka's heels.

"Wh-what are you doing...!"

"Taking off your shoes."

"I can do it myse—"

"Shut up."

"What...! What did you just say...! Show some basic respect...!"

"You called me a son of a bitch and a crazy bastard, and you're getting mad over this?"

"....."

I let out a soft chuckle as Renka clamped her mouth shut, seemingly at a loss for words. After pulling off both her heels, I tapped the stockings wrapped around her thighs.

"I'm just going to rip these."

"D-do whatever you want. And start speaking politely again."

"I told you to shut up."

"How am I supposed to answer if I shut up...!"

"You can just nod or shake your head."

"No. It's frustrating."

"Throwing a tantrum won't solve your problems."

"It's not a tantrum, it's a legitimate protest."

"Alright, alright."

Riiip!

I tore right through the damp stockings, which were practically soaked in sweat, and reached for Renka's skirt.

Perhaps having adjusted a bit, she stayed still this time and slightly lifted her hips.

I slipped off her skirt and finished tearing away the stockings. When my eyes fell on her semen-stained black panties, she spat out an agitated curse. "Get lost...! Don't even dream about it...!"

I just shrugged it off and reached out to take off Renka's top.

Insisting she would do it herself, Renka crossed her arms over her chest to cover up, but her words trailed off and she slowly turned her head away.

That was right after she caught my stern expression.

I patted the newly obedient Renka on the head like a puppy and started unbuttoning her police uniform.

Snap, snap.

The uniform parted wider with each undone button, looking incredibly erotic.

Buying this really was the best choice, I thought.

"Ah...!"

As I undid the third and final button, the uniform fell completely open, exposing Renka's bare breasts.

She quickly pulled the fabric closed right before her nipples could be revealed.

"I-I'll do it from here..."

"We're going to shower together, so why cover up?"

"....."

"You aren't wearing a bra, though."

"H-how am I supposed to wear one when the shirt is this small...! And don't play dumb, you filthy bastard! You knew all along...! You've been touching them this whole time, and now you're spouting this bullshit...!"

"Watch your mouth."

"Then maybe you should act nicely so I can speak nicely...!"

Smack!

"Eek!!"

I slapped the outside of the grumbling Renka's thigh. She violently jolted in shock and glared at me with wide eyes.

"You're dead—"

"I won't die by the President's hands, so keep quiet."

Cutting Renka off completely, I turned on the showerhead.

After adjusting the temperature, I sprayed water over her legs, waist, and chest, washing her off.

The lights came on with a click.

Renka, who had insisted on washing her lower half in the dark out of embarrassment, was already sitting in the spacious bathtub.

I smirked at how she kept her head turned away to avoid looking at me, then finished scrubbing myself clean and sat down opposite her.

Only then did Renka glance over, airing her grievances.

"Hey..."

"Yeah."

"Are you only satisfied if you pressure me like this...? If you won't even let me feel a little sense of accomplishment, just how tightly are you planning to chain me down...!?"

"A little sense of accomplishment?"

"...That...! Putting the handcuffs on you..."

"If you'd succeeded, it wouldn't have been 'little,' it would have been massive, wouldn't it? It makes me dizzy just imagining it."

"But I didn't succeed...! If you'd at least waited until I left to take them off, I could have been a tiny bit happy... but you took even that away from me."

"Did I?"

"Why! Why do you do this to me...! Why!"

Splash! Splash!

I didn't know how she could be so cute as she slapped the bathwater in sheer frustration.

The things she said, too... Should we just set up house here so I can fuck her every single day until I knock her up?

She was so incredibly lovely right now that I actually felt the impulse to do just that.

I wiped the splashing water off my face and gently scratched the chin of the still-fuming, huffing Renka.

She vehemently shook her head, backed away to put distance between us, and flipped me the middle finger.

"Childish."

"Shut up."

"Why are you acting like a kid? You've been throwing a tantrum this whole time."

"I told you to shut up."

"Come here."

"Fuck you."

"Don't make me say it twice. When I tell you to come, come."

When I threatened her with a low, sinking tone, Renka's rear twitched.

She only listens when I speak to her harshly. Such a green frog.

I opened my arms wide toward her as she closed the distance. Pouting heavily, she came over and tried to settle into my embrace.

"Not like that. Sit sideways."

At my words, Renka turned her body and slid sideways into my arms, like a princess being carried.

She mumbled with a face full of complaints, but it was still pretty how well she listened to her master.

I lightly pressed my lips against hers. Her body trembled slightly, seemingly put in a better mood by the warmth and physical contact.

After a rather deep kiss, I pulled away. As her face flushed red—whether from the hot steam or pure embarrassment—I spoke to her softly, like coaxing a child.

"I tease you without realizing it because I really like you, President. I hope you can understand."

"...How am I supposed to understand something like that... you rude bastard... ah...!"

I lightly rubbed her nipple as she aired her grievances. Renka shuddered violently and curled up.

"Don't...! Hah...! St-stop..."

Renka twitched and shivered every time I pinched and stimulated her nipple with my thumb and index finger, wrapping an arm around my neck.

Her other hand rested on my chest. Seeing the light purple polish painted on her pretty fingernails, I asked.

"Did you get your nails done?"

"....."

"Not going to answer?"

"I-I was going to, but you keep... ah...!"

"So, did you?"

"Yes...! I got them done...!"

"They're pretty."

"Be quiet...! And stop touching me...!"

"My slave keeps making unreasonable demands."

"Don't be ridiculous...!"

"You have to live as my slave for the rest of your life."

"Wh-what are you talking about...! You just say things to get on my nerves...! Hyat...! I said stop touching me...!"

Renka's legs, which had been draped over one of my knees, slowly parted.

It seemed she couldn't withstand the teasing pleasure.

Slipping my hand between them, I caressed her slick vulva with just my fingertips. "Heuut..." I looked down with a smile as she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, desperately trying to suppress her rising arousal.

I wondered what fun there would be in living in this world if Renka hadn't been one of the heroines.

Of course, in that case, I would have just made her a capture target like Chinami, but it's just a thought.

Let's stop at just foreplay for now.

Both Renka and I are running out of stamina to keep going.

Fortunately for Renka, her original clothes were perfectly clean since she had changed into the cosplay outfit I brought her.

The same couldn't be said for me. I had only worn one set of clothes to begin with, so I had nothing to change into.

I could have asked Renka to go buy me some, but I decided against it.

"Are you an actual psycho...?"

Renka reprimanded me as I drove wearing absolutely nothing but a bathrobe.

Placing a hand on her thigh as she continuously scoffed in disbelief, I replied.

"They offered to lend it to me. It would be rude not to wear it."

"...They must know you're a regular since you come to the Hotel every day."

"I suppose so."

"Unbelievable. To think they'd trust a piece of Trash like you."

"Yeah."

"Stop talking down to me."

"I feel like I've heard that dozens of times today. Aren't you tired of it?"

"No, I'm not! When I say stop, stop...!"

"Alright, alright. You really have a nasty temper."

"You...!"

Bickering with the glaring Renka, I drove through the darkening evening and arrived at her house. As she prepared to get out, I grabbed her and brought up the main point.

"So, can I take your answer from earlier as a positive?"

"....."

"Not going to answer again?"

"Ah, damn it...! Can't I have some time to think about it!?"

"I gave you plenty of time to think."

"...You're just going to do whatever you want anyway!"

"I want the President to say it herself, out loud."

"Fine! I agree! It's a yes! You filthy bastard! You unrecyclable piece of Trash!"

Excellent.

It might have been a bit forced, but Renka was probably heavily considering it anyway, so let's move past it.

"Thank you."

When I tapped my cheek with a smile, she hesitated for a moment before carefully leaning in and giving me a light kiss.

Satisfied, I gave a one-handed wave. She stepped out of the car, turning her head slightly to bid me farewell.

"You get back safe, too..."

It was a very soft and gentle voice for someone who had been angry the entire time.

Whether willingly or not, promising a future with me must have been that embarrassing for her.

"Alright. I'll call you when I get back."

"Do whatever you want..."

"If you don't reply, I'll do much worse than I did today."

"Crazy bastard..."

"Also, starting today, track your ovulation cycle and report it to me."

"Wh-what...?"

Seeing Renka's jaw drop wide open made me want to tease her even more, but I held back.

"It's a joke. You don't have to do it just yet."

"Huh...? Just... just yet...?"

"Close the door. I'm leaving."

"Huh...? Oh, right..."

Renka followed my words with a bewildered expression.

Looking at the completely dazed Renka through the open window, I drove off with a light heart.