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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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‘What the…?’
Miyuki, who had been staring blankly at the screen with her hand on the mouse, shook her head vigorously. What she had just seen was so shocking that she found herself spacing out in front of the screen.
‘Sister threesome…?’
Could he perhaps be… imagining himself lying in bed with her, and Kana? And the [Girlfriend and Girlfriend’s Friend’s Seduction]… really… what could she even say…
She had peeked to tease Matsuda, but instead, she felt like she was the one being teased. She had resolved not to take it seriously, and it was still true that she had no intention of saying anything specific, but she still felt a little bad about it.
Miyuki swept a hand down her chest, then first turned off the monitor and returned the laptop to its original spot. Then, she stared intently at Matsuda, who was sleeping with his back turned to her, and then—
*Slap—!*
Feeling somehow resentful and annoyed, she slapped his butt very hard.
“Ah. What was that…?”
He sat up, uttering a dry exclamation as if he didn’t even feel pain. Miyuki made up an excuse nonchalantly.
“Just because.”
“…Just because?”
“Yeah. Just felt like hitting it.”
“What…? Did you suddenly lose your mind?”
“Whatever… I’m going to sleep.”
Miyuki snorted and lay down on the futon. Matsuda asked cautiously, sensing something strange in her voice.
“Are you angry because I just fell asleep? Was there something else you wanted to talk about?”
It wasn’t Matsuda’s fault at all. The problem was her, the one who acted impulsively.
“…No.”
“Sounds like it is… Come here.”
Matsuda, saying that in a voice thick with sleep, pulled Miyuki’s body towards him. Miyuki firmly grasped Matsuda’s hand resting on her abdomen, and pursed her lips, which had been pouting, as his warm breath touched the back of her neck.
She had opened Pandora’s Box today.
But even so, the relationship between Matsuda and her wouldn’t falter because of it. She had learned that his taste in porn was a bit peculiar, but that wouldn’t interfere with their relationship in any way.
Recalling the attitude Matsuda had shown her before she peeked at the laptop, and seeing how a spring breeze filled her heart even now with just his hand on her stomach, she was certain. The things she just saw… let’s try not to dwell on them for now. Maybe he just felt like watching those genres out of curiosity, as a one-time thing.
Of course, given that he had made a separate folder named [Special], dismissing it as mere impulse might be a little too much… but it was okay. Reality and fantasy are different. Still, it seemed necessary to seriously think about Matsuda’s preferences.
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‘She saw it.’
While I was in a light sleep, Miyuki had definitely unlocked the laptop password and seen the things I had downloaded. Otherwise, there was no reason for her to suddenly smack my butt out of the blue. She must have been a little shocked, right? But it couldn’t be helped.
Sleeping with Chinami was gradually coming into view, and if I did it secretly and Miyuki found out the whole story later, she would be extremely resentful.
Up until now, I hadn’t gone all the way with Chinami, merely engaging in foreplay under the guise of a massage, and Miyuki, though not knowing everything, was aware of the massage part, so it was safe. But now that I was seriously considering spending the night with Chinami, things were different.
What person in the world would like their partner sleeping with another woman behind their back? It was better to persuade Miyuki before the situation became extremely serious.
However, it wouldn’t be straightforward persuasion. I would use a roundabout approach as much as possible. Giving Miyuki the choice, allowing her to think sufficiently and decide for herself. Letting her discover my porn preferences was the groundwork for that.
If this went well, Miyuki would initially feel resistant but gradually adapt. The future harem plan couldn’t be called completely smooth sailing, but it would likely proceed reasonably well. But if it didn’t go well… I would have to speak plainly or find another method.
The possibility that Miyuki would disapprove was very high. However, one thing I could rely on was that Miyuki and I are currently at our closest. Let’s just hope Miyuki accepts it with a generous heart.
Burying my nose in Miyuki’s hair, I said.
“Miyuki.”
“Hm…?”
“Why were you angry?”
“I wasn’t angry… Hurry up and sleep.”
“Want to go out for a bit? Shall we get ramen?”
“Now…?”
“Yeah. Still don’t feel like eating?”
“No… I’d like to… Aren’t you sleepy?”
“You hit my butt hard enough to make it sting, and you ask if I’m sleepy?”
At those words, Miyuki pulled the blanket up, covering her head. She seemed embarrassed by her own actions.
Chuckling, I let go of Miyuki, got up from the futon, and started putting on my outerwear. Then Miyuki quickly threw off the blanket and raised her upper body.
“What are you doing…”
“Let’s go have some ramen. You get dressed too.”
“Hold me more.”
She stretched both arms straight forward. Nodding at her rarely seen active display, I stopped putting on my coat, squatted down, and put my arms under Miyuki’s armpits. Then I held her waist tightly.
‘Her head must be full of indecision right now, huh?’
She probably thought about mentioning the porn to me, but found it difficult to bring up. Therefore, I should act as naturally and affectionately as possible. Until Miyuki musters the courage, and of course, even after that.
After spending time hugging Miyuki like that, we went out for some ramen, came back, and slept peacefully side by side.
The next day, in the car on the way back to Miyuki’s house.
*swish*
As I was driving, staring straight ahead, I flinched when Miyuki’s hand moved towards my crotch. What could this mean? Was she trying to repay me because yesterday’s encounter was so satisfying? Or was she saying she would take care of the sexual desire I might otherwise relieve with porn?
“What are you doing…?”
I questioned Miyuki in a dumbfounded tone, but she just pretended to look out the window while fiddling with my crotch, which was gradually starting to swell. As if that wasn’t enough, when I didn’t say anything more, she outright put her hand inside my pants.
Intense stimulation began to reach my lower half. I drove very carefully, concentrating as much as I could. Just as we almost reached Miyuki’s house, Miyuki’s hand movements started to quicken.
“Hey… Hey…!”
“Feel like you’re gonna come?”
“…Not yet.”
“Even now?”
“…”
“Now?”
“Wait…”
Clenching my teeth, I pulled the car over to the side of the road as soon as we entered Miyuki’s neighborhood. Then, realizing that my climax was imminent…
“Yeah. You can do it.”
She pressed her body close against mine and urged me to ejaculate in a very suggestive voice. The moment I heard those words, the tension drained from my stiff body, and my lower half instantly became sticky and hot.
‘Ha…’
Well, she got me good this time, I’ll give her that.
“A lot came out…?”
Miyuki’s surprised tone, her hand still holding me down there. Feeling my pride wounded for some reason, I let out a weary sigh and looked at Miyuki.
“How am I supposed to go back like this…?”
“That’s for you to figure out, Matsuda-kun… You dummy.”
At Miyuki’s blunt tone after giving a final squeeze inside, I let out a dry laugh and started the engine. These pants… I just washed them yesterday, now I have to wash them again.
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Since the day she saw the laptop, Miyuki often mentioned porn openly. It was the same now. Before class, she was discussing that sort of topic with Bread Girl and the Vice President.
“They say guys like porn that much.”
“That’s what people say. But why the sudden talk about porn? Matsuda-kun will be embarrassed.”
“He’ll probably like it, actually. Matsuda-kun is sly deep down.”
Sly.
It was something Miyuki always said, but today it sounded particularly meaningful. Lying face down on my desk, I said quietly.
“I can hear you all, you know. Be quiet.”
At that, Miyuki and the Vice President giggled, and Bread Girl coughed before changing the subject. For me, this change in Miyuki’s attitude was a good sign. It felt like Miyuki was slowly trying to build up her courage.
Right now, she was acting like a fox, subtly testing the waters because she was embarrassed to mention it first, but if a little more time passed, she would feel frustrated and ask openly.
Yes, couples who aren’t honest with each other don’t last long. So, if there’s something you’re curious about, please ask. Let’s have a sincere conversation then.
And so, club activity time arrived. Ignoring Tetsuya, who was meddling as usual today, I headed to the club room and ran into Renka.
“Hello, Captain.”
“Hello, Captain!”
Unlike me, who offered a dry greeting, Tetsuya boomed in a loud voice like a soldier standing at attention.Startled by that, Renka flinched her shoulders and awkwardly raised one hand.
“Hi, Miura. Did you just arrive?”
We greeted her at the same time, why did she only acknowledge that bastard’s greeting? You’ll get ten extra whip lashes as punishment.
“Yes, Captain.”
“Why don’t you go change clothes?”
“Understood!”
Tetsuya replied energetically and was about to enter the club room. And as I was about to follow him,
“Matsuda. You stay.”
I turned my head towards Renka, who was making me wait.
“Why.”
“Because I say so.”
Perhaps sensing the sternness in Renka’s tone, Tetsuya patted my shoulder with a pitying look. He probably thought I was going to get scolded by Renka… Keep racking up bad karma like that. See what happens.
Sending the guy off with a face full of annoyance, I asked Renka.
“Are you going to use your last wish?”
“…You keep asking about the wish every time you see me… Are you that anxious? Afraid I’ll make you do something difficult?”
“It’s not anxiety, it’s anticipation.”
“Anticipation?”
“I’m excited about what kind of memories I’ll get to make with you, Captain.”
“M-Memories? What memories…! Nightmares, maybe…”
“Why are you getting angry? Did something bad happen today?”
“Seeing you is the bad thing…!”
“You were the one who called me over, Captain.”
“W-Well, that’s true, but… Also, you keep mixing informal speech when talking to me lately… What’s the deal? Show some manners, would you?”
“Why are you making me feel bad? It’s not like our relationship is a rigid superior-subordinate one… I think mixing in some informal speech is acceptable.”
“Don’t be ridiculous…! You and I should have a rigid superior-subordinate relationship…!”
“Ah, so then I’m the Master?”
“You…!”
Renka’s face turned red and blue. Ah… now it would feel disappointing if I didn’t see that expression at least once a day. Perhaps the one being trained here wasn’t Renka, but me.
Chuckling, I spotted Chinami approaching from afar, eating ice cream, and waved at Renka.
“Just kidding. Keep up the good work.”
And then, before Renka could say anything, I scampered over to Chinami.
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Thanks Neko!
Thanks for the chappie neko!