Chapter 238 Bankrupt

Chapter 238: Chapter 238 Bankrupt

[Fumika Ogawa: Sense of Belonging 100]

[Sayuki Ogawa: Sense of Belonging 90]

[Ichika Kitagawa: Sense of Belonging 80]

[Akiyama Tamako: Sense of Belonging 80]

[Haruka Igawa: Sense of Belonging 30]

[Current Monthly Salary: 3,900,000 Yen]

Fumika finally reached 100 sense of belonging. More importantly, it had brought Shuichi the personal safety welfare benefit. Even though this feature required spending money, it was still a very significant gain.

However, the question was... why did Fumika hit maximum belonging after their night out, while Sayuki was stuck at 90? Shuichi had treated them both similarly tonight.

After parting ways with the Ogawa sisters and returning to his bedroom, Shuichi began to ponder this. It wasn’t until he had finished washing up and was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head, that he roughly figured it out.

So... it was likely a matter of metaphysical state of mind?

Fumika had always regretted not being able to give her first time to him; that thought had been lingering in her heart. So, after finally achieving it through an alternative path tonight, she had a sense of a dream coming true without any regrets?

Then Sayuki’s dream would be...

Shuichi grew thoughtful, developing an idea on how to push Sayuki’s belonging to the maximum. Drowsiness surged, and he gradually drifted into sleep.

...

The next day, Friday.

In his groggy state, Shuichi felt moist, warm, and soft sensations spreading across his body. One moment on his forehead, then his earlobe, then his chest. Although his mind wasn’t quite clear yet, this had been happening frequently lately, so he knew exactly what was going on without even thinking.

Keeping his eyes closed, he reached out and scooped the soft body of the girl teasing him into his arms. He gave her a few casual squeezes, feeling no fabric—only the delicate, smooth skin of a girl. Smooth, soft, moist, and petite, with a faint fresh fragrance, she felt cool against his chest and could be easily manipulated. Having such a girl in his arms brought an indescribable sense of comfort.

"Mm... nngh... Master..." Tsuki’s voice, deliberately seductive, made his bones feel three parts softer.

Shuichi half-opened his eyes and gave her tender bottom a pinch. "If you’re going to sneak a snack, just do it. Did you have to wake me up?"

Tsuki kept brushing her leg against him, her hands constantly stroking his chest like a little succubus, twisting and turning in his arms.

"I probably won’t be able to accompany master to the infirmary at noon today. It’s such a shame. So, could you give me a bit more punishment or reward this morning?"

Shuichi hooked one of her legs over his waist, playing with the tender leg meat that felt as smooth as pudding. He opened his eyes fully, looking at the girl’s exquisite face before him. Her white cheeks were flushed deep red, her dark eyes were filled with fanaticism, and her thin cherry lips were glistening. Her breathing was tight, and her light gasps were intoxicating.

"Student Council work at noon?" He lowered his head, capturing her sweet lips and tasting them slowly.

"Mm..." Tsuki responded with a light nasal hum, cooperating. "I won’t be able to see Hajime-sensei. It’s such a pity."

"Understood." Shuichi kissed her for a while, gave her bottom a sharp slap, and then threw back the covers and sat up.

Tsuki watched him excitedly, waiting for him to mess with her.

"When you were sick before, I carried you to the bathroom and you seemed quite happy. You seemed to like the swings too. So... want to experience them together?"

As Shuichi spoke, he grabbed her slender ankle and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Tsuki let out an excited exclamation, the flush on her face looking as though she actually had a fever. She scrambled up and sat on the edge of the bed with her back to him in a "duck sit" position.

She wiggled her body impatiently, urging him: "Master, help me out. Your little maid has a fever and can’t get up, but she wants to go to the bathroom~"

"Can’t hold it?" Shuichi casually tore the ring-pull off her.

"Mm..." Tsuki shivered, nearly falling forward. "Almost..."

"How disgraceful. The little maid actually needs the Master to serve her."

As Shuichi spoke, he stood close to the bed, grabbed her thighs, pulled her toward him, and then suddenly exerted force, picking her up in one go. Tsuki’s weight was very light; he was becoming more and more adept at carrying her now, feeling no different from holding a large doll. He could easily play the "lift-up" game with her for half an hour without much trouble.

However, the girl’s thighs were too smooth to get a good grip on, so even though it was easy, she kept sliding down. Every two steps, Shuichi had to hoist her back up, only for her to slide again two steps later, requiring another hoist. It was quite a repetitive bit of work.

Tsuki really wanted to complain but didn’t dare, so she could only protest with muffled hums.

Finally, they entered the bathroom. Standing before the toilet, Shuichi pulled at the ligaments on the inside of her thighs and began to whistle.

Fwoo—

...

After spending a bit of effort and finishing the bathroom trip, Shuichi casually placed Tsuki on the washstand. The edge of the washstand was very narrow, so Tsuki could only stand unsteadily on her tiptoes on the cold surface.

"Seems like I need a haircut again..." Shuichi muttered, looking at himself in the mirror.

Because Tsuki was blocking his view slightly, he also had to stand on his tiptoes. But because that posture was tiring, he had to repeatedly stand on his toes to raise his line of sight.

"Mm..." Tsuki struggled to maintain her balance, looking tremblingly at her own disgraceful appearance in the mirror. "Master... are you going to wash up?"

"Of course." Shuichi leaned forward slightly, reaching for the old toothbrush he was planning to replace soon, though he didn’t put any toothpaste on it.

Tsuki immediately shuddered, remembering the small brush from before, seemingly knowing what was about to happen.

"We just went to the bathroom, so we have to be hygienic. We have to clean everything until it’s perfectly clean, right?"

The corner of Shuichi’s mouth curled up as he toyed with the toothbrush in his hand.

Tsuki: "!!!"

...

Because the morning wash-up took quite a bit of time, and because he had applied for another week’s worth of tea that required waiting for the Butler to deliver, Shuichi didn’t have time to bring breakfast for Sumire when he got to school.

For other students, a whole morning of classes was pure torture, but for Shuichi, it was a time to rest. After conserving his energy until noon, Shuichi followed the impatient little idiot up to the rooftop. He was thinking of having a nice intimate moment with Naomi later.

As it turned out, the female teacher was also busy.

[I’m so sorry, I have things to do at noon and can’t accompany Shuichi-kun. Why don’t you let Tsuki-chan keep you company?]

Shuichi sat on the picnic mat holding the little idiot, scratching his head.

[Sensei, you aren’t regretting it again, are you? One night passed and your thoughts changed again?]

[No, don’t worry. I miss Shuichi-kun very much too—so much my heart is itching—it’s just that I really can’t get away. How about I take you out to play tonight?]

[Like that time we went racing to see Tokyo Bay at night?] Shuichi’s eyes lit up instantly.

[Do you want to go racing? Doing that all the time seems a bit dangerous. Are you interested in singing? If Tsuki-chan wants to, she can come along too.]

Singing? Karaoke?

Shuichi was immediately interested—three people singing together in a cramped, soundproof little booth. Tsk, that sounds pretty good.

In his excitement, he grabbed An in his arms and gave her a good kneading, planting two kisses on her smooth little cheeks. The airheaded girl immediately burst into a fit of giggles.

[Alright then. Although I want to see Sensei right this second, I’ll just have to endure for now.]

[Be good~ I’ll come pick you all up tonight.]

"Are we eating now?" An looked up expectantly after Shuichi put away his phone.

"Let’s wait a bit on lunch. Want to do something weird first?"

Since both Naomi and Tsuki were busy today, Shuichi’s entire school day was wide open. He could only set his sights on the little idiot and Sumire.

"Okay~" Without a word, An began taking off her skirt.

"Wait, wait, wait." Shuichi was looking down at his phone messaging Sumire when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the cute bear pattern in front of him. His head immediately throbbed. "We’re at school, not at home. You can’t do that here."

"Oh?" An crouched down, her small hands clutching the skirt that had already slid to her knees. She blinked her eyes, looking confused. They were alone together, weren’t they? What was wrong? What did the location have to do with anything? There was no one else around.

"Yeah, be good." Shuichi waved her back into his arms and stuffed a lollipop into her mouth. An leaned against his chest obediently, happily eating the candy.

However, after two bites, the candy was pulled from her mouth. An blinked her large, watery eyes, about to ask why, when she saw Shuichi’s face lean in and kiss her lips.

"Mm... Shuichi-kun, is this really not kissing?"

"No, it’s just eating candy. Otherwise, it would be a waste." Shuichi tasted the girl’s sweet lips, his hand moving to her smooth thigh.

"But I feel like it’s the same. That’s how it is on TV..." An said unclearly, her large eyes as clear as water.

"What did your sister say?"

"Big Sister says everything on TV is a lie."

"She’s right." Shuichi licked his lips. It was sweet and soft because it wasn’t his own.

"Oh... okay. But I want to kiss Shuichi-kun." The fat on An’s cheeks puffed out slightly.

"You really want to date me that much?"

Shuichi chuckled as he held her soft, small body, burying his face in her neck and sniffing the faint milky fragrance on her.

"Mm! If we date, I can move in with Shuichi-kun, right? Then Mom won’t always call me an idiot, and Big Sister won’t nag me. I can eat lots of delicious food and sleep in..."

An shrunk her neck as it tickled, rambling on as if life would immediately enter a new stage of complete freedom once they started dating. Such pure and cute thoughts made Shuichi chuckle while also feeling a surge of affection. It was nice—such pure expectations for the future. He had also once expected that life would be easy once he got into university, or that things would be fine once he got married...

However, the little idiot’s expectations were actually quite achievable. Shuichi certainly had enough capital and leisure to give her the life she wanted. No labor, just fish-like eating and sleeping without worrying about money. Moreover, he was willing to give her that kind of life—to see her stay this silly forever without being forced to become mature and worldly by life’s pressures.

The only problem was... her sister was unwilling.

While Shuichi was thinking, he instinctively teased the tip of the girl’s boobs.

"Mm... it tickles." An wiggled her petite body, her small face flushing a pretty red as she couldn’t help but giggle.

"Where does it tickle? Let me see what’s going on." As Shuichi spoke, he lifted the girl’s top and ducked his head inside.

"Mm... it tickles even more." An hugged his head tightly.

...

When Sumire reached the rooftop and rounded the wall, the scene before her gave her a strange feeling. On the rooftop of the school building, a girl was lying back on a picnic mat looking at the blue sky, her eyes clear and innocent, her face flushed with a lovely red. And inside her clothes, a fellow was arching and rooting around.

Seeing the newcomer, An didn’t feel anything was amiss at all, simply casting a curious and concerned look.

"Is Sumire-sensei feeling better today? You didn’t break from being too happy again, did you?"

Sumire’s face immediately flushed. "Cough, Sensei is fine. Thank you for your concern, An-chan."

"Oh..." An looked down as Shuichi emerged, lightly panting. He had been laughing too hard just now and was a bit short on oxygen.

"Sumire-sensei is fine today, but tomorrow she’s going to break completely from happiness." Shuichi teased, then waved Sumire over.

The latter walked to the picnic mat and sat down, leaning close to Shuichi’s ear and whispering: "Why did you call me here with An-chan around? Doing it in front of her... it shouldn’t be appropriate, right?"

Shuichi glanced at her, signaled for her to wait, and then turned to An. "Is it okay if Sensei has lunch with us?"

"Oh, of course!" An blinked her large eyes. Although they hadn’t been together for lunch, haven’t they been at Shuichi’s place for dinner every night lately? It was basically the same.

"Then, Class Rep, do you want the bento or the milk?" Shuichi asked, loosening his overly tight belt.

An scrambled up, saying without hesitation: "I want the bento! I’m hungry!"

As expected...

Shuichi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. In the little idiot’s heart, he ranked behind food.

"Then it’s settled. No problem."

As Shuichi spoke, he looked at Sumire. The latter blushed slightly and obediently took off her glasses, leaning forward and lying across his lap. An happily ate her bento while watching the scene, not finding anything wrong with it. After all, Sumire-sensei had already said she wouldn’t compete with her for Shuichi-kun and even supported her, so it didn’t matter.

Shuichi stroked the dimple on Sumire’s face, reaching his hand into her tracksuit. He slid it down slightly, revealing cold, fair bottom flesh and... a bunny tail.

"Eh? Fluffy! Sensei actually has a tail?" An’s eyes widened instantly.

"Mm..." Sumire’s face turned beet-red. She curled her legs, allowing Shuichi to slide her track pants further down, revealing the full glory of the tail.

"So cute~ Can I touch it? The tail." An’s cheeks were bulging as she chewed, moving closer to Sumire.

"You can, but wait until after lunch to play with it," Shuichi said, straightening up slightly to give her a reminder.

"Oh..." An could only watch longingly, quickly shoveling rice into her mouth. Although her mouth was small, she ate very fast. She finished the large bento box in no time. Then she wiped her mouth with a tissue and asked with sparkling eyes: "Can I touch it now?"

Shuichi gave Sumire a light nudge. "What does Sensei think?"

"Mm..." Sumire was forced to nod.

"Waaaah~!" An happily grabbed the bunny tail. The fluffy sensation made her eyes crinkle into crescent moons with joy.

"Do you like it?" Shuichi asked while stroking Sumire’s tailbone and kneading her bottom flesh. This was the only place on Sumire’s body that felt decent to the touch.

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm!" An nodded repeatedly, giggling.

"Then how about having Sumire-sensei bring her tail often in the future?" Shuichi suggested, lightly patting Sumire’s bottom. If the Ogawa sisters could bribe the little idiot with snacks, then Sumire bribing her with a fluffy tail was another way.

"Can you?" An tugged at the bunny tail, looking expectantly at Sumire.

Sumire, whose ears were completely red, nodded and suddenly pointed her insteps straight.

...

After school let out, Shuichi returned to the shopping district alone. Sumire would be arriving a bit later, so he wasn’t in a hurry to go into the flower shop. Instead, he went back to the clothing store.

Pushing the door open, he saw Haruka seriously cutting fabric. She was leaning over slightly, her waist as flexible as a beautiful mermaid. Shuichi walked up beside her, looking at the white lace in her hands. He was about to tease her when he noticed her brow was slightly furrowed.

Could it be that time? Surely it’s not that big of a coincidence.

"What are you looking for?" Haruka suddenly broke into a smile, though the curve of her lips was smaller than usual.

"I thought it might be ’that time’ for Haruka-san, so I was waiting to see your enticing expression." Shuichi didn’t hide it, directly stating his expectations. "But it seems it’s not what I thought? Are you in trouble, Haruka-san?"

"Mm..." Haruka stopped her work, turned around, and leaned against the table. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and laughed self-deprecatingly. "I was putting on a strong front yesterday, not wanting to ask for Shuichi-kun’s help, but here I am today, forced to open my mouth. It was all for nothing."

"How is that being ’fake’? It’s normal not to want to trouble others, and it’s also normal to have to trouble them eventually. Don’t take it to heart, Haruka-san. That’s just how life is." Shuichi didn’t rush to ask for details, simply comforting her patiently.

Having reached this point, Haruka opened up. She let out a sigh and said:

"Don’t you think I’m cursed? Just a few days ago, my mother was scammed out of money. And today, my father’s company is in trouble. It might go bankrupt, and he’ll lose his job along with it."

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