Chapter 224 Again

Chapter 224: Chapter 224 Again

Things didn’t go as Shuichi expected. He thought that after a complete showdown, the Belongingness of Fumika and Sayuki would hit the limit, but nothing happened. It seemed that reaching those last ten points of Belongingness would require a bit more effort. He estimated that a shared bed might be necessary.

However, Shuichi wasn’t discouraged or impatient. After seeing the Ogawa sisters off, he could finally rest for a while; today had been truly busy. Although the tea drink kept him going without feeling exhausted, even a donkey on a production team wasn’t this busy—he needed to catch his breath.

Over the past few days of drinking the tea, Shuichi had noticed something miraculous. Aside from relieving fatigue, that empty feeling in his body never appeared. Could it actually make one inexhaustible and eternally spring-like? Impressive.

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What on earth is happening? Is it because I took that medicine from Shuichi-kun’s lips yesterday?

While Shuichi was marveling at the tea’s effects last night, this morning it was An’s turn to be confused. Usually, she could never wake up in the morning—if she could sleep for five more minutes, she wouldn’t waste a single second, dragging it out until she absolutely had to get up. But this morning, the little idiot lay in her warm bed, blinking her cute big eyes at the ceiling, not sleepy at all. But it was still a long time before her usual wake-up time; it felt like a waste not to sleep...

While An was troubled, the alarm suddenly rang. She quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep, and pricked up her ears to listen to her sister turning off the alarm and the various sounds of her getting out of bed. After a while, she peeked with one eye. Her sister had already washed up, dressed, and was muttering something.

"A bit late again today. No time for those preparations. Forget it, I’ll go straight for breakfast milk. He’s been waking up late lately anyway, so he won’t have time to play with me."

Breakfast milk?!!

An might not have heard everything clearly, but she certainly wouldn’t miss those keywords! Her sister was going to sneak another snack! Seeing her sister turn around, An quickly shut her eyes again.

Tsuki was in a hurry. She was used to her idiot sister being dead to the world in the morning, unable to be woken even by shouting. Thus, she paid no attention to the sister pretending to sleep, opened the balcony door, and walked out. An stayed still until the sound of the balcony door closing reached her, then she rolled out of bed.

"Hmph, caught you! Let’s see how you deny it this time!"

An didn’t even change her clothes. Still in the pajamas Shuichi had bought her, she crept toward the balcony. Then, with practiced yet clumsy movements, she hopped over the railing to Shuichi’s balcony. She covered her mouth, carefully pressing her face against the door glass, peering through the gap in the curtains.

She saw her sister pull back Shuichi’s covers and crawl inside. An was full of confusion and curiosity. Is it another strange thing? Why doesn’t Shuichi-kun play this with me? And when are they going to the kitchen?

To catch her sister red-handed, she waited patiently, fidgeting and squatting there for a long while. Just as she was getting bored and wanted to go back, she saw her sister retreat. Then Tsuki moved to the head of the bed and turned around. Finally, Shuichi was woken up by her. He said something groggily and then slapped her bottom twice. This scene made An particularly happy. Mean sister deserves to be punished like that!

Inside, Shuichi hadn’t exactly been woken up by the noise. Ever since he started the tea ritual, his sleep had become incredibly regular—sleepy on schedule, waking up naturally on time. That’s why back at the Sumire residence, when Naomi raided him at night, he had been groggy enough to fall back asleep. For an insomniac, this was wonderful, but Shuichi felt it slightly affected his nighttime activities.

After a few slaps to the blue-and-white stripes before him, he grabbed the two tender thighs beside him and tried to pull her out from under the covers. But thinking of something, he hesitated and pushed her back in. After a few attempts, feeling this wasn’t working well, Shuichi reached under the covers, cupped the little maid’s head, and tried to lift her face up. However, the angle made it hard to apply force; instead of lifting her, she fell back down heavily.

After trying back and forth many times, Shuichi finally gave up. "How long have you been here? So clingy?" Shuichi asked, kneading the flesh on the back of the girl’s thighs; it looked as delicate and delicious as pudding.

"I just got here..." Tsuki swayed her skirt like a wagging tail.

Shuichi rubbed her tailbone. "Has the little maid learned to lie? You’re going to have breakfast with Sumire-sensei at school soon anyway, why are you so eager to cling to me?"

"Because I’m going with Nagase-sensei, I have to be satisfied in advance. Otherwise, I won’t be able to help myself from fighting her for Master." Tsuki huffed, wiggling her bottom.

Shuichi could only let her act spoiled. Bored, he looked toward the sky outside the balcony and... immediately spotted the idiot girl peeking through the curtain gap. An’s big eyes were wide with curiosity. This time, Shuichi didn’t alert Tsuki. Instead, he put a finger to his lips, gesturing for the little idiot to stay quiet and go back before she was caught. An covered her mouth, nodding repeatedly, then hunched over and crept away.

"Master..."

"What is it?" Shuichi snapped back.

"It’s been a while since you punished the little maid. Do you want to punish me with Sensei today? I woke you up today, so I deserve a harsh punishment, right?"

Tsuki actively asked for it, and Shuichi had no reason to refuse. "You certainly deserve it. You’ve been sneaking behind my back to contact Ichika-san privately, haven’t you?"

"Master found out..." Tsuki stammered, looking quite guilty.

"If you want to go play, tell me, and I’ll take you. But taking initiative on your own is not what a little maid should do." As Shuichi spoke, he delivered a sharp smack to her ass. Tsuki stumbled with a soft moan, falling forward with her head landing right against the base of Shuichi’s thigh.

"I’m taking you to the flower shop next door tonight."

Hearing this, Tsuki’s mouth hung open, and all her complaints were swallowed whole.

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After they finished their business and headed down to the ramen shop, they found the little idiot sulking.

"I finished the chart for the fitness meal combinations last night. Mom, find some time to try them out today, then send some over to Sayuki-san next door for a taste. If it works, we can move forward with the collaboration." Tsuki didn’t care why her sister was upset; she sat at the bar and started assigning tasks to their mother.

"Starting today? How about tomorrow?" Mrs. Akiyama’s expression synchronized with her younger daughter’s—equally sulky.

"No, there’s tomorrow’s work for tomorrow. Don’t think about slacking off, Mom." Tsuki rejected the idea mercilessly.

"Mean Tsuki-chan, always bullying Mom." Mrs. Akiyama huffed, serving a delicious breakfast. She took the thermos Shuichi handed over and began brewing tea for him.

"I told you she was mean. Mom is always ganging up with her to bully me too," An muttered nearby.

Tsuki was nearly fuming. These two idiots were never a source of peace. She let out a cold laugh. "It seems Mom is indeed very tired."

"Y-yeah..." Mrs. Akiyama became nervous seeing her elder daughter like this.

"In that case, I think we should just invite Granny over to help share the workload. That way, Mom won’t be so tired, right?" Tsuki said softly.

Mrs. Akiyama visibly shuddered. "Granny has her own shop to look after. Her regulars are used to her noodles; she doesn’t have time to run over here and help."

"Really? Your title as the ’Ramen Queen’ is spreading further and further. If you work hard and win the TRY award, topping the TABELOG Tokyo Ramen Top 100 won’t be hard. Do you think Granny would drop her own shop to help with such an important achievement for the ’Female General’?" Tsuki crossed her arms, calmly stating the facts.

Mrs. Akiyama was even more panicked now, clearly wanting to hide her head. "Granny is so old; how can we disturb her like that? Tsuki-chan has no heart for the elderly..."

"Hmph, her greatest wish is to see the ’Female General’ reach the top and slap those people in the face." Tsuki snorted.

Helpless, Mrs. Akiyama looked piteously at Shuichi. "Shuichi-kun, help me!"

Shuichi watched the Akiyama family’s morning drama with a smile, unsure what to say. The little idiot was also snickering on the side. Since she was young, Granny would only scold the mother; it had little to do with her.

"Cough, as long as Mrs. Akiyama isn’t too tired and can handle the work, we won’t need to trouble Granny to run back and forth, right? And it would make her even prouder if Mrs. Akiyama reached the top on her own," Shuichi said with a laugh.

"Yes, yes, yes! Reaching the top on my own will make her even happier!" Mrs. Akiyama chimed in repeatedly.

"So Mom isn’t tired anymore? Can you do the fitness meals?" Tsuki asked, half-angry and half-amused.

"Not tired at all! Mom is full of drive!" Choosing the lesser of two evils, Mrs. Akiyama surrendered immediately.

"Then if Mom is reaching the top on her own, she won’t need my help lately, right?" An immediately added insult to injury.

"An-chan, you idiot!" Mrs. Akiyama snapped at her younger daughter.

"Mom is the idiot!" An fired back instantly.

For a moment, the ramen shop was filled with cries of "idiot," sounding like a chaotic kindergarten.

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The final day of the School Festival felt like a final frenzy, much more chaotic than the first two days. Shuichi helped set up the Takoyaki stand as usual, then slipped away to the woods to meet Tsuki and Sumire.

Sumire arrived later. When she entered the woods and saw the two kissing, she stood there awkwardly for a moment.

"Don’t be shy, Sensei. Help yourself to breakfast." Shuichi found a gap to speak, only to be immediately pulled back by Tsuki, who blocked his mouth with her sweet lips.

"Oh... I understand." Sumire lowered herself and reached for Shuichi’s pants, unzipping the pants. She took out the breakfast he had brought for her and began to eat.

"I’m eating my breakfast properly today. Can you take me to Ichika’s place tonight?" Sumire asked with anticipation, sucking.

"Sensei can go by herself, right? Even without me, it seems like there’s no issue now?" Shuichi used one hand to rub near the President’s tailbone, while the other teased her chest.

"While that’s true, but..." Sumire held his cock, sucking softly and kneading instinctively with her hand.

"But Sensei isn’t satisfied with just being ’nakedly honest’ anymore, and you don’t have the courage or the method to close the distance further, right?" Shuichi smiled at her.

"Mmm..." Sumire nodded several times.

"Do you still want to be like yesterday, wanting that scent of Ichika-san lingering on me?" As Shuichi spoke, Tsuki restlessly kissed his neck.

"Mmm..." Sumire nodded again, even more emphatically.

"Sigh... Sensei, I really don’t know what to say." Shuichi was speechless. Although he had expected this, Sumire actually doing it was still somewhat baffling. Just how useless was she? He had already carried her this far, and she still couldn’t do it.

"Then what do I have to do for you to help me?" Sumire looked up at him piteously, too busy to care that Shuichi’s cock was poking her cheek.

Before Shuichi could speak, Tsuki chimed in, "How about Sensei becomes Master’s cat?"

"Cat?" Sumire was stunned. She immediately thought of the cat tails these two had left at her house. This must have been planned for a long time!

"Too much talking. I think you really need a beating." Shuichi glared at Tsuki.

However, Tsuki’s eyes lit up at his words. She immediately braced herself against a tree and tilted her skirt up. "Does Master want to punish the little maid? From now on, I’ll just be the little maid, and Sensei will be the kitty~"

"Wait a second. Can’t you see we’re busy with serious business here?" Shuichi said irritably.

"It’s... it’s not impossible..." Sumire’s own words startled her. She felt a sense of daze, as if the line between dreams and reality was blurring. In one of her dreams, she really had been a cat!

"Anyway, I’ve already cosplayed as a bunny girl. Cosplaying as a cat won’t be much different." Sumire found an excuse, but even she didn’t quite believe it. Strangely, whenever she dreamed of something, she would wake up with an indescribable anticipation, hoping those things would become true. She felt like she was awakening to even stranger fetishes.

It was just that Sumire lacked experience and hadn’t consulted Naomi; such things were actually quite normal. Dreaming of someone makes you miss them even more when you wake up, as if the feelings fermented in the dream, becoming richer and hotter.

"I see. Although I could use your previous promise to make you do it without extra effort, it’s fine. I agree." Shuichi didn’t hesitate long. After all, even if Sumire hadn’t said it, he was more than happy to do so.

"Really?" Sumire was overjoyed. She happily took cock again, her tongue pressing against the opening.

"Really. But tonight is inconvenient. How about tomorrow night?" Shuichi thought for a moment.

"Yes, yes! That works." Sumire nodded repeatedly.

"Then Sensei has to eat her breakfast properly every day from now on." Shuichi cupped her face with both hands, looking concerned.

"Mmm..." Sumire nodded seriously, sucking his cock with gusto. Seeing her follow his advice, Shuichi smiled and pulled her head close, hugging it tightly.

...

After finishing breakfast, Sumire was much more polite this time. Following Tsuki’s example from yesterday, she cleaned his cock, licked her lips, and stood up to leave.

But Shuichi called her back. "Wait. As a teacher, educating the Student Council President is also your responsibility and duty."

"H-how do I educate her?" Sumire was taken aback. Though she could guess what he meant, she couldn’t help but confirm.

"Disobedient students should naturally have their bottoms smacked. Only when she knows the pain will she learn her lesson and not do it again." As Shuichi spoke, he pulled her arm, and together they moved behind Tsuki.

"I don’t need to teach you this, do I?" Shuichi turned and asked.

"Ah, well, I don’t need teaching, but is this really okay?" Sumire’s understanding of Tsuki was still limited to her being a bit wild. She wasn’t aware of her deeper fetishes.

"It’s fine. A teacher educating a student. Next time you can even bring a ruler."

Hearing Shuichi’s words, Tsuki trembled with excitement, her skirt swaying even more vigorously.

"I’ll pass on that. I don’t have that kind of thing..." Sumire’s eyelid jumped. She suddenly worried if she would be the one being educated later.

"Hurry up. More couples will be showing up in the woods soon." Shuichi urged. Sumire hesitated, then raised her hand, aimed, and delivered a smack.

Slap!

"Mmm..." Tsuki groaned. "Teacher, I was wrong. I promise not to interrupt again next time."

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