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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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When Miyuki arrived at my house, it was already past midnight.
I was watching a movie in the dark living room, and when she came in through the large open window, I pulled the thick blanket up to my chin.
“It’s cold. Close it quickly.”
“Okay.”
Miyuki quickly closed the window and headed to the bathroom. After wiping the rainwater from her hair, the first thing she did was change into comfortable clothes and snuggle into my arms.
“Sorry I’m late…”
Miyuki apologized, nuzzling her face against my chest. I patted her bottom and said,
“Didn’t you tell them that you had to leave early?”
“Well… Tetsuya’s parents had a lot of questions for me, so they asked me so many things…”
“When did dinner end?”
“I came right after it ended and we said goodbye. It had been a while since we had dinner together, so I guess they had a lot to talk about. Even though we live in the same neighborhood and see each other often, it was still like that.”
“Did you guys have fun?”
“Fun…? Tetsuya seemed to enjoy it… I guess I did too…”
“You guess you did too.”
“It was just… okay.”
Judging by her tone, it sounded like she had been bored. The time she spent with Tetsuya before meeting me might have been enjoyable, but not now.
What could she possibly have to talk about with such a bland guy? It was as I expected.
“What did you do today, Matsuda-kun?”
“I met with Nanase-senpai.”
“Oh, really? What did you do?”
“I gave her a massage and then we went for ice cream.”
“…A massage? What do you mean?”
“Well… that. I gave Nanase-senpai a massage.”
Miyuki tilted her head. She seemed confused, like the idea of suddenly meeting up and giving her a massage was unexpected. But then, her expression hardened and she stared intently at me.
“Why did you give her a massage?”
“She’s been having a hard time because of me lately. You know, Nanase-senpai is giving me private lessons.”
“I know that… So, like, you rubbed her shoulders?”
“I rubbed her shoulders, her legs… and her head, too.”
“…Why?”
Her lowered voice indicated she was getting angry.
I pulled Miyuki closer, almost face to face, and kissed her forehead.
“She treats a delinquent like me without prejudice, and she’s a good kendo instructor. Can’t I at least show her my appreciation?”
“Well… that’s true, but… show your appreciation with a massage…?”
It wasn’t exactly a typical form of repayment.
“Are you angry at me?”
“…No.”
“Yes, you are. Hey, you meet up with Miura alone all the time and do all sorts of things, and you even had dinner with his family today, so why are you sulking because I did something with Nanase-senpai?”
“I’m not sulking…? A-and Tetsuya is my childhood…”
“Putting aside the fact that you’ve been close childhood friends for over 15 years, he’s still a guy. Have I ever said anything to you about meeting with Miura on your own?”
“Y, you did say something… you even called him a nuisance…”
“I didn’t get upset like you are now.”
“You did get upset…”
Miyuki grumbled, pinching my stomach. It seemed she was at a loss for words after being confronted like that.
I patted her back and said,
“Can’t I be friends with Nanase-senpai? I think you two would really get along.”
“…I know she’s a good person, and I want to be friends with her, but I haven’t had the chance to see her…”
Oh, but all we have to do is create the opportunities for you to meet. Become friends, have a threesome, include Renka for a foursome, and even Hiyori for a fivesome. And, later on, you can all get pregnant with my babies.
“You can meet her from now on. I’d like you to be closer to Nanase-senpai than to Miura.”
“Why are you even bringing up Tetsuya…?”
I shrugged and replied,
“I dunno, there’s something shady about Miura. He’s like a stalker.”
“A stalker?”
“The way he acts towards you shows he’s incredibly obsessive. Like how he forces you to use the things he buys, and how he subtly tries to pry into what you did yesterday… He seems a bit mentally unstable.”
“Isn’t that going too far…?”
“Even if you’re close, you’re just friends. Sharing personal details about your private life is definitely a sign of mental instability.”
“Matsuda-kun, you shouldn’t badmouth people like that. Besides, Tetsuya is our friend…”
I scoffed at Miyuki’s scolding.
“I don’t think of him as a friend.”
“Matsuda-kun…! What’s wrong with you today…!”
“I’m annoyed.”
“Annoyed?”
“Because you had dinner with Miura without me.”
“But… you gave me permission…”
“Does that make you feel any better?”
I laid Miyuki on the bed and climbed on top of her, and she turned her head to the side coyly.
One corner of her mouth lifted slightly. She seemed pleased that I was so openly jealous.
I buried my face in Miyuki’s chest and inhaled the strong plum scent as I touched her waist.
“Matsuda-kun… what are you doing right now…?”
“I’m going to give you a massage, too.”
“Th, this isn’t a massage…! You’re just being a pervert…!”
“You don’t like it?”
“It’s not that I don’t like it, but if we could do it a little later… Kyaa!”
Miyuki suddenly screamed and writhed. I had tickled her ribs.
Giggling uncontrollably, Miyuki put both hands on my head and pushed me away.
“Wait…! Just a minute…!”
“You like me more than Miura, right?”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden…! You’re so childish… Hyaa!”
This time, I tickled her hips and inner thighs, and a sweet moan escaped Miyuki’s lips.
Pretending to adjust her rolled-up shirt, I placed my lips on her lower abdomen and sucked, and she wrapped her legs around my upper body.
Then, with difficulty, she pleaded with me.
“Stop it…! Stop…”
“Then answer me. Seriously.”
“Te, Tetsuya has been with me since we were little…”
She avoided my gaze and changed the subject. The way her lips twitched showed that she was enjoying this situation. She wanted me to continue this kind of physical contact.
It wasn’t that she was deliberately avoiding the answer… it was more accurate to say she was hesitant. Whatever she said, Tetsuya had known Miyuki for a very long time, and they were almost always together.
She probably likes both of us. Tetsuya as a friend, and me as a man.
I forcefully pushed Miyuki’s legs away and moved back up. Then, I placed my hands under her armpits, positioned my groin between her spread legs, and moved up and down.
*rustle, rustle*
The strange friction sound created by Miyuki’s jeans and my shorts cut through the loud TV noise. Hearing it, a blush began to spread across Miyuki’s cheeks.
“Answer me.”
I put my weight into my lower body and pressed down, and Miyuki’s body squirmed.
“Hngh…!”
While Miyuki was getting excited, I unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them, then urged her again.
“Aren’t you going to answer?”
“I, I can’t…! You dummy…!”
I nodded at her squeezed-shut eyes and roughly pulled off her jeans. Then, I took off my own shorts and pulled her panties to the side.
Her pussy was getting very wet. I gently rubbed it with my hand, and when Miyuki’s hips lifted slightly, I placed myself at her entrance and gently started to rub myself against it.
Then, I asked in a gentle tone,
“I’ll make the question more specific. Who do you like more as a friend?”
“What…?”
“Don’t think about anything else, just as close friends.”
“H, how can I choose…”
“You can choose both.”
“…Then I like you both… I can’t compare you…”
“You really can’t compare us?”
“No… I can’t…”
It hadn’t even been half a year since Miyuki and I had properly connected. Before that, she practically hated me.
And yet, she liked us both equally, to the point where she couldn’t compare? Even considering a bit of lip service, it was a satisfying answer.
“Then, as a man?”
“As a man…?”
“Yeah.”
“I, I’ve never thought of Tetsuya as someone to date…”
“Then it should be easy to answer, right?”
I teased her by rubbing my stiff penis against her, almost penetrating her, and Miyuki gulped and placed her hand on my waist, staying still.
“Are you seriously thinking about this, too?”
At my frown, Miyuki pinched my waist hard and complained.
“I, I already chose…! ”
“When?”
“Just now, when you were touching me…! You dummy…! You didn’t even notice that…?”
So placing her hand on my waist was her way of choosing.
I chuckled and said,
“Well, just like you said, I’m a dummy, so I won’t know unless you tell me directly.”
“…I choose you, Matsuda-kun…”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.”
As I said that, I put strength into my lower body and pushed forward slightly.
*slip*
Her warm labia parted, accepting my penis…
“Hot…!”
Miyuki’s insides rippled flexibly, trying to swallow my penis. I grinned and looked down at her, waiting for her answer while keeping my penis only halfway inserted.
Soon, Miyuki covered her mouth with the back of her hand and looked directly at me.
“I, I like you more, Matsuda-kun…”
Her voice was so quiet it would be inaudible if I wasn’t listening closely, but it was filled with conviction. What I found particularly satisfying was what Miyuki had said earlier… that she didn’t have romantic feelings for Tetsuya.
Hearing Miyuki’s answer, I
*thud*
pushed my penis a little deeper into her depths.
“Ah…!”
Miyuki’s feet, hooked around my hips, trembled like aspen leaves. She was reacting this much even though I hadn’t fully entered her yet. It felt like she had been thinking only of me while eating dinner at home.
I caressed her cheek and asked,
“Is this something you can compare?”
“…No… I like Ken…”
Isn’t calling me by my name in this situation cheating? Such a vixen…
Smiling in satisfaction, as I was about to fully insert my penis,
“T, trying to feel superior with something like this… You really are a pervert…”
Miyuki briefly nitpicked.
She really saw right through me. As expected of Miyuki.
“What can I do? My tastes are this messed up. Just think of it as bad luck.”
“…But I really like you when you’re like this too, Matsuda-kun…”
Why did she keep saying things that turned me on so much?
Unable to hold back any longer, I stopped testing the waters and fully inserted my penis.
*squish-!*
“Haa…!”
Her moan was loud enough to echo through the living room. Her voice was louder than usual, indicating that our conversation had also aroused her.
Tensing my lower body and pushing my penis in as far as it would go, I asked in a husky voice,
“Does it hurt?”
“…”
Miyuki shyly wrapped her arms around my neck and sucked hard on the nape of my neck in response.
Feeling the warm air from Miyuki’s breath tickle my neck, along with a stinging sensation, I wiped the sweat that had already started to bead on her forehead and began to thrust.
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Thanks Nekorune!