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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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The following night…
After a typical couple’s date with Miyuki, I drove her home.
*click*
Miyuki got out of the car and puckered her lips at me.
She didn’t hesitate to show affection, even though we were right in front of her house. Did this mean she didn’t care if her family knew we were dating?
That was significant progress. Well, it was an open secret to everyone in her family except Miyuki and Wataru.
After a light kiss, I grinned as Miyuki shyly waved goodbye.
“C’mon, hurry up inside.”
“Okay.”
After dropping Miyuki off, I went home and collapsed on the futon.
Alone in the quiet living room, my thoughts drifted back to last night.
The feeling of planting my seed inside Miyuki for the first time… It was exhilarating.
The bond between us felt stronger.
Miyuki must have felt the same way, because she clung to me like glue throughout our date today.
I spent a long time indulging in the memory of Miyuki’s joyful expression, when—
*buzz!*
My phone, plugged into the charger, vibrated. I picked it up.
[I’m going to bed.]
A text from Renka.
Come to think of it, the wish I made started at midnight.
Should I praise her for remembering to report, even though she could have pretended to be asleep?
I chuckled and replied.
[And the honorific?]
[You didn’t say I had to use it every time.]
Even through the curt text, I could sense her suppressed anger.
So she’d rather die than call me “Master”?
[Didn’t I say you had to use the honorific when reporting?]
[You didn’t say that.]
[This is going to be a problem. We need to discuss the terms of the wish.]
[No, I’m following the rules properly.]
[I’m not satisfied. Let’s talk tomorrow.]
There was no reply.
Figuring she was ignoring me, I set my alarm and was about to go to sleep when my phone vibrated again. I looked at the screen and burst out laughing.
[Master, I’m going to bed.]
So she’d give in rather than argue.
Good attitude. That’s more like it.
It was a shame I couldn’t see her fuming, though. A phone call would have been much more satisfying.
I briefly considered calling her, then shook my head.
I’d have plenty of opportunities to enjoy her reactions tomorrow. I could wait.
But I’d continue texting her. Just a little more teasing.
[Did you eat?]
[No.]
[You skipped dinner?]
[Yes. I wasn’t hungry. I’m going to bed now.]
[I’m not sleepy.]
[So?]
[I want you to entertain me.]
[No. I’m sleepy.]
What an insolent slave.
She needed some strict discipline.
[Come to the back of the dojo tomorrow morning.]
[I don’t have to. I’m really going to bed now.]
[Are you enjoying this, captain?]
[Don’t say weird things. I’m not replying anymore.]
[I’m going to bed too. Aren’t you going to say goodnight?]
[Goodnight ill begoingto slep nowb ye]
She must have been furious, judging by the jumbled mess she sent.
I chuckled and put my phone down.
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“Long time no see, Matsuda.” The security guard greeted me warmly.
I bowed my head. “Hello, Mister.”
“So, did you make up with your friend?”
“Friend? Oh…” He meant Tetsuya.
Friend…
A wicked thought crossed my mind, then vanished.
“I don’t know about ‘making up,’ but I apologized.”
“I see. What brings you here today?”
“I had nothing to do, so I thought I’d help out.”
My real reason was to see Chinami and Renka on their way to school, but sweeping the school gate would improve my reputation and make the security guard’s job easier, so it was a win-win.
The security guard chuckled and nodded.
“Is that so? Then I’ll gratefully accept your help.”
“Okay.”
As I swept the fallen leaves in front of the school gate—
“Oh! Matsuda-kouhai!”
I smiled brightly as Chinami waved enthusiastically from afar.
And Renka was… right beside her.
Her expression immediately soured. That reaction was promising.
I made eye contact with Chinami as she approached.
“Hello, Master. Did you have a good weekend?”
“My weekends are always the same. How about you, kouhai?”
“I was… busy with this and that.”
I glanced at Renka, who flinched and froze as she tried to subtly avoid us.
I chuckled and nodded.
“Hello, captain.”
“…”
She bit her lip, refusing to acknowledge my greeting.
She seemed confused about the boundaries of our agreement. I had specifically said honorifics outside of the dojo.
I would have let it slide here, but she was being unnecessarily rigid… tsk tsk…
“Renka-chan, what’s wrong? Matsuda-kouhai greeted you.” Chinami prompted Renka gently.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, Renka chose to—
“…Cough! Hack!”
—fake a cough.
Chinami’s eyes widened.
“Huh…? What are you doing…?”
“Cough! Cough! My throat suddenly… Cough! I’ll… go ahead…! Cough!”
Putting on a pathetic performance, Renka stumbled away from us as if she had a sudden illness.
Chinami stared after her, bewildered.
“Did something go down the wrong pipe…?”
“I don’t know. She seemed a little flustered.”
“Hmm… I should get her some lozenges from the store.”
“You’re so kind, Master. So thoughtful.”
“Talking to you makes me feel strange, kouhai. Like I’m the disciple.”
“I don’t mind if you think of us as a close master-and-disciple relationship.”
“I suppose not. But didn’t you say you were finished with your volunteer work? Why are you sweeping?”
“I had some time before the first period, so I thought I’d help out.”
“You’re so kind, Matsuda-kouhai. I’ll have to reward you during club activities today.”
It would probably be peach-flavored ice cream.
I should tell Renka, who was now aware of her slave status, to eat it in my place.
I simply smiled, and when Chinami, slightly flushed, said she had to go, I nodded.
“I look forward to it. Go on ahead, don’t be late.”
“Okay…”
As she hurried away, I noticed mud on her shoes.
Our Chinami was such a klutz.
I really had to look after her every step of the way.
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“Captain.”
*flinch*
Renka’s shoulders twitched noticeably at the sound of my voice behind her. She quickly wiped her mouth after drinking from the water fountain and was about to hurry away. It was amusing.
“Stop.” I commanded firmly.
Renka froze, then turned around.
“What are you doing…!”
She started to raise her voice in anger, then abruptly stopped and looked around nervously.
Relieved to see that we were alone, she continued in a barely audible whisper,
“What are you doing…!”
“Watch that tone. And don’t sound so informal.”
“Uh… Wh-What are you doing…” Her voice, small and timid, was like a frightened puppy. It was a stark contrast to her usual haughty tone.
This was what I wanted to hear. I felt a stirring in my loins.
“What do you mean, ‘what am I doing’?”
“Why are you… following me…?” She forced out a respectful tone, her expression filled with humiliation.
Her fists were clenched, her body trembling slightly. She looked so cute that I wanted to push her down and ravage her right then and there.
“It’s a coincidence.”
“Don’t lie… to me… This is a deserted area…”
“I came here for a drink and happened to see you.”
“Th-That’s not… true…”
You’re right. I followed you after seeing you leave the cafeteria.
“Think what you want.”
I took a quick drink from the water fountain and stepped towards her.
The sound of shuffling feet and shoes dragging against the sand reached my ears. Renka was instinctively backing away.
“Don’t come any closer…” she warned through gritted teeth.
I took another large step towards her, narrowing my eyes.
“Again, watch that tone.”
“S-Sorry… Please, don’t come any closer…”
*thud*
Renka’s back hit the wall of the cafeteria storage room. She was trapped, frantically searching for an escape.
I closed in, our bodies almost touching.
“Gasp…!?” She sucked in a breath, her eyes darting nervously as she felt the pressure of my presence.
I’d never seen her this flustered before… It was amusing.
Actually, there was no need for Renka to be this intimidated.
She was simply reaffirming the hierarchy between us.
It seemed like the moment I told her to call me “Master,” she had established a master-slave dynamic deep within her mind… Renka definitely had the potential to be an excellent slave.
“B-back off… You’re too close…!” She was still defiant, even resorting to insults.
Well, I told her to use honorifics, not to refrain from cursing.
I simply looked down at her, raising an eyebrow.
Her face, shadowed by my figure, was filled with a mixture of fear and frustration.
“I-I misspoke…” She quickly corrected herself, realizing the implications of her words.
“Apologize properly. And address me correctly.”
“I… apologize… I was wrong…”
“And the honorific?”
“…”
Renka bit her lip and turned her head slightly, clearly reluctant to address me as “Master” while looking at me.
I decided to give her a break. Too much pressure would only increase her resistance.
Softening my tone, I changed the subject. “My phone’s been quiet since the first period. Why haven’t you reported anything?”
“…Do I have to report during class…?”
“I said everything.”
“The… scope is too confusing… I’ll do it next time…”
“I’ll let it slide this once. Where’s Nanase-senpai?”
“She said she was going to the store to buy ice cream…”
“I see. Understood.”
“…”
“…”
An awkward silence followed.
Renka looked out at the wide field in front of the cafeteria and asked hesitantly,
“May I… go now…?”
“Yes. Actually, wait a moment.”
I rummaged in my pocket and pulled out a strawberry-flavored caramel I had bought for snacks before offering it to her.
Renka instinctively took it, then blushed, realizing she’d accepted it with both hands, as if receiving a gift from a superior.
“Eek…!” She scowled, her pride wounded.
I smirked. “You’ll enjoy it, won’t you?”
“…Yes…”
“You may go.” I gestured towards the exit.
I chuckled as Renka hurried away, her ponytail swaying.
Her long legs ate up the distance quickly.
Her reactions today were so good that I was tempted to use my last wish on this too, but I had to resist.
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Thanks for the chappie neko