How To Ruin A Love Comedy – Chapter 126

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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“Wow…! This is really delicious…?”

Yogurt peach, nestled between chocolate and strawberry.

That was Miyuki’s impression after her first bite.

Chinami nodded in satisfaction at the heartfelt compliment. “Right? It’s delicious, isn’t it?”

“Yes…! Honestly, I wasn’t expecting much, but I didn’t know it would be this good…”

“Hee hee… Renka said the same thing the first time she tried it.”

“By Renka… do you mean Inoo-senpai?”

“That’s right. Do you know her?”

“I’ve met her a couple of times. I even ran into her outside of school once and said hello. She seemed nice.”

“Right? She might appear a bit stiff on the outside, but she’s a very thoughtful friend.”

They were starting to hit it off. It was their first time hanging out, but they seemed to have a lot to talk about.

I sat next to Miyuki, sipping my coffee, and perked up when Chinami, who had been chatting about various topics, brought up the subject of massages.

“Hanazawa-kouhai, have you ever received a massage from Matsuda-kouhai?”

“A massage? Yes, I have.”

Indeed, she has.

Right after we had sex, or when Miyuki occasionally whined for one.

“Didn’t your body instantly turn to jelly, leaving you completely limp?”

It was a typical Chinami remark, but why did it sound so suggestive?

Miyuki seemed to think the same, pausing mid-bite and looking up.

“Um… Turn to jelly… Completely limp…?”

“She means relaxed.”

“Oh… Relaxed… Well, it wasn’t exactly relaxing, it was more like… Um… I don’t know how to explain it. Nanase-senpai, you’ve received a massage from Matsuda-kun too, right?”

“Yes.”

“You must have been relaxed then?”

“That’s right. I fell asleep as soon as I got home. Oh, and this…”

Chinami rummaged through the front pocket of her bag and pulled something out.

A round object, about half the size of her palm.

She handed it to Miyuki with a bright smile. “This is a Momo-chan badge I brought from home. It looks cute attached to a bag or wallet. I hope you’ll accept it.”

Miyuki examined the badge, imbued with Momo-chan’s sinister aura, and asked, “Are you just giving this to me?”

“Of course. I have several at home, so if you need more, just let me know.”

“Thank you so much…! Just a moment…”

Miyuki excused herself and attached the badge to the front of her bag.

Then, she held it up for Chinami to see.

“How does it look?”

“It suits it perfectly. It’s a perfect match.”

Honestly, it didn’t really suit the bag, which was quite large and had a plain black design.

But it did add a cute touch.

Miyuki’s expression brightened as she examined her bag, now corrupted by Momo-chan.

Chinami grinned and continued, “I also have stickers for decorating diaries, so if you’re interested, let me know.”

“Really? Can I?”

“Of course. You’re always welcome.”

The two of them looked delighted, like close sisters. It was a nice scene.

It seemed like Miyuki was accommodating Chinami… Was I imagining things?

I have a feeling that she will be able to handle Chinami quite well.

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“I had a really great time today. I hope we can meet again soon.”

Chinami bowed as we arrived at her apartment building.

Miyuki got out of the car and returned the greeting.

“Me too. Get home safe, Senpai.”

After exchanging a few more words with Miyuki, Chinami bowed to me as well and entered the building.

“Matsuda-kun, you should have gotten out of the car when Senpai was bowing so deeply, not just waved your hand.”

Miyuki scolded me sternly as soon as she got back into the passenger seat. I gave her an exasperated look.

“Do you have to be so picky?”

“I’m kidding. She seems like a very kind person.”

“She is. So, how was it today?”

“It was fun. But…”

Miyuki trailed off and narrowed her eyes.

“What?”

“What kind of massage did you give Senpai that made her so relaxed?”

It was a common massage you could get at a salon, but not something you’d typically see between a man and a woman… Something like that.

I was glad Chinami hadn’t mentioned the oil during their massage conversation.

I gently stroked Miyuki’s hair, sensing a hint of jealousy.

“I’ll give you one tomorrow. And go home on Saturday. I’ll pick you up at night.”

“Saturday? Why?”

“Inoo-senpai summoned me for that day.”

“Really? What for?”

“I don’t know.”

“Will it take long?”

“Maybe?”

“I see… Okay.”

She seemed surprisingly willing to let it go. She probably assumed Renka was summoning me in her capacity as club captain.

“Is there anything you want to buy? Or want to watch a movie before we go home?”

“No. Mom wants me home early today. Because I stayed out last night…”

“So we’re going straight home?”

“Yes.”

On my way home after dropping off Miyuki, I happened to see Tetsuya.

He was jogging around the neighborhood in his workout clothes, sweating profusely, so he must have been running for a while.

I thought his stomach looked a bit flatter lately. So he’d been exercising consistently.

Beep!

I gave a short honk, and he turned around, recognizing my car, and hesitated.

I parked near him and rolled down the window.

“Doing some exercise?”

“Yeah. You… are you on your way back from having ice cream?”

He glanced at the passenger seat.

I chuckled at his attempt to find Miyuki.

“Yeah. Miyuki went home.”

“I see… Are you going home now?”

“I was about to. Oh, right, you can get to school by yourself tomorrow, right?”

“Why? Do you have something to do?”

This bastard’s shamelessness was astounding.

Was he acting like this because I was being nice? Should I have just told him straight up that I wouldn’t be giving him rides anymore?

Or was he trying to keep an eye on me as I got closer to Miyuki?

Didn’t he realize it was too late for that?

It felt like I was talking to someone with zero social skills.

Who said that if you give someone an inch, they’ll take a mile?

That saying resonated deeply with me.

Anyway, you’re out of the picture now, Tetsuya.

I couldn’t keep giving rides to someone so inconsiderate, someone who constantly got on my nerves and even slammed my car door. Only a Buddha could tolerate that.

Actually, even Buddha would probably whack him over the head with a wooden stick.

“Nothing in particular, but I’m tired. I haven’t been getting much sleep.”

“Oh… Then I guess it is what it is. No problem.”

I waved goodbye to Tetsuya, who nodded in disappointment, and drove off.

Then, I slowed down as I approached the corner.

A beautiful, tanned woman with a healthy glow was walking towards me.

She made eye contact and raised a hand in thanks before passing by.

I stepped on the gas and checked my rearview mirror.

I saw her talking to Tetsuya, who had resumed running…

Was she Tetsuya’s older sister? When I played Doki Doki Academy, she was briefly mentioned only a couple of times…

Considering it was a common trope in rom-coms… or rather, NTL, for the guy who gets NTR’d to have a beautiful sister or mother, it wasn’t entirely impossible.

I suddenly felt a rush of blood to my groin. But she might not be his sister, just a close acquaintance from the neighborhood.

I couldn’t be chasing skirts when I was so busy and hadn’t even met Hiyori yet.

So control yourself, my dick.

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The next afternoon, during club activities.

“Matsuda.”

I was cleaning shinai alone in the storage room when the door opened and a curt voice called out. I turned around.

“Yes, captain?”

“Where’s Chinami?”

“She went to hang the laundry.”

“I see… I sent you the location during lunch today… Did you check it?”

“I did. 8 AM tomorrow, right? I’ll be there on time. But I have a question.”

“Go ahead.”

“When will it be over?”

“If you’re talking about the wish… I can’t say for sure.”

“That makes me a little anxious.”

“You don’t look anxious at all.”

That’s because there were only a few wishes you could make, and I could pretty much guess what they were.

I shrugged and put away the cleaned shinai.

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll go see Master.”

*whoosh*

Renka stepped aside wordlessly.

I grinned as I brushed past her.

“See you tomorrow.”

“…Yeah.”

I left the dojo and went up the hill to the small park, where I saw Chinami sitting on a bench, giggling at something on her phone.

“Hmm…”

She was leaning back against the bench, looking up at the sky. She looked sleepy.

I approached Chinami and leaned in close to her shoulder, making my presence known.

“Are you done with the laundry?”

“Mwha!?”

Chinami yelped.

Startled, she jumped, and a slightly damp towel slipped from her hand.

I caught the towel in midair and held it out to her.

“Here.”

“Oh… th-thank you… And Matsuda-kouhai…! You can’t go around scaring people like that…! Sneaking up on me from behind… A kendoka should be more honorable than that…!

“I wasn’t exactly sneaking…”

“A-Anyway, what is it?”

“I finished cleaning the shinai, so I came to help you, Master.”

“Is that so? I’m all done here too. By the way, do you know if Hanazawa-kouhai had a good time yesterday?”

“She did. She told me that she loved the Momo-chan badge you gave her yesterday, saying it was cute… She even wore it to school today.”

“Hee hee… I’m glad. Shall we go back to the dojo now?”

“Let’s rest for a bit. We have nothing else to do.”

I plopped down next to Chinami, and she flinched and swallowed hard.

She seemed surprised by our close proximity, our hips almost touching.

I brushed a leaf off her hair and asked, “Was the laundry tiring?”

“No…? It’s something I always do…?”

“You look tired.”

“Huh…? That’s not… Oh…! Now that you mention it, my shoulders feel a little stiff…? It seems like I need a massage from my devoted disciple.”

Easily swayed by my leading question, Chinami turned her back to me and rolled her shoulders.

I placed my hands on her shoulders and began to massage them gently, whispering, “I’ll give you a proper one soon.”

“M-Mhm… I sure hope so…”

She confessed her desire in a languid voice, already sounding drowsy. She was clearly anticipating it. I’d have to call her on Monday.

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