I Possessed the Villain in a Romantic Comedy Game – Chapter 166

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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.｡.:✧ My Little Chinami ✧:.｡.

While our lips were simply pressed together, Chinami’s hazy gaze gradually cleared. Her round eyes stared intently at me, making me wonder what she was thinking.

Did she not realize what was happening to her? Or was she aware but frozen in shock?

Judging by her eyes, it seemed to be both.

I observed Chinami, and the moment her eyes fluttered closed, as if my gaze was too much for her, I darted my tongue forward slightly. Careful not to let her bite me, I nudged her lips apart with my tongue and gently touched the outside of her teeth.

Then,

“Mmmph…”

Chinami’s oil-slick body bucked, letting out a muffled moan. I barely managed to keep my upper body from slipping. I pulled my lips away.

“Hah… Haaa…”

Chinami exhaled the breath she’d been holding, her eyes glazing over again. She seemed dumbfounded, her first kiss stolen in the blink of an eye.

I gently caressed her side boob, which wasn’t completely covered by the disposable bra, and said,

“I’m sorry.”

“Huh…?”

She let out a short gasp and pursed her lips, licking them from side to side, as if savoring the lingering sensation of my lips. It was a gesture that was both innocently Chinami-like and strangely seductive.

Are you even aware of how erotic you are?

“M-Matsuda-kouhai…”

Chinami, instinctively acting seductively and making my cock even harder, called out to me. Her trembling hand lightly tapped the back of mine, which was cupping her breast.

Looking down at her with a gentle smile, I replied,

“Yes?”

“W-Wait a minute… Could you get off me for a second…?”

“Why? Do you not like it?”

“That’s not it…”

Chinami trailed off, pouting her lips like a goldfish. She fidgeted beneath me, her expression suggesting she had something to say, as if she was feeling something arousing down below.

“Bathroom… I need to use the bathroom…”

If I let Chinami go now, I’d have to wait a long time. I might not be able to recapture this mood.

Anyway, Chinami was mistaking the orgasm she was feeling for a bodily function, so with the right touch, she’d realize what was really happening.

With that in mind, I got off Chinami and moved closer to her side. Then, pretending to give her an inguinal massage, I began to caress her from her hip down to her groin.

“Mmnh…!”

She crossed one foot over the other, curling her toes tightly. Her hands were clasped over her chest, fists clenched and trembling.

Her reactions were incredibly honest. In terms of sensitivity, she was far more responsive than Miyuki. She was so responsive to my touch that I felt I could spend hours just like this.

“No…! Matsuda-kouhai…! No…!”

Chinami cried out, her words directed at me as I pressed my palm against her pubic mound, rubbing gently. The way she called out to me with her tongue all tangled up was adorable.

I brought my lips to her ear and blew gently.

“Haaa…!”

As Chinami’s head shot up, I soothed her in a gentle voice so she could climax freely.

“It’s alright. You like this, don’t you?”

“I don’t…! I don’t like this…!”

Chinami shook her head from side to side, trying to suppress her orgasm.

“You really don’t like it?”

“No…! I do…!”

She flinched at my slightly hurt tone and changed her answer.

“You like it?”

“Yes…! I do… Mmmph…! Don’t touch me there…!”

Chinami, who had been barely managing to keep up with the conversation, lifted her hips slightly off the bed, holding the position for a moment. Then, her lower abdomen swelled momentarily.

“Eeeek…!”

She let out a breath, as if all her strength had left her, and her abdomen returned to normal. At the same time, a warm, sticky fluid coated my fingers, which were gently caressing her clit.

She came a little.

“Haa… Heh…”

Chinami caught her breath, her expression a mixture of relief and intense embarrassment. I stifled a laugh and placed my hand gently on her forehead, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

When she remained unresponsive, I leaned down and examined her lower body.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

“Nnnh…? Ah…!”

She flinched as I pulled her panties aside. She still seemed dazed, only reacting like that despite having her most private parts exposed to me. Or perhaps she had simply given up resisting.

Reassured by Chinami’s lack of protest, I examined her most private parts. The same shade as her fair skin, with a light pink hue concentrated around the center.

It was so beautiful. I swallowed unconsciously and gently pressed against her oil- and arousal fluid-coated vulva. It had felt soft when I was caressing her, but now, touching it directly, it felt incredibly tender.

I didn’t want to have such base thoughts, but her pussy was perfect, both in shape and texture.

“Don’t… look…! Matsuda-kouhai…! Don’t look…!”

A flustered scolding, filled with embarrassment, reached me as I continued to admire Chinami’s pussy. Snapping back to reality at the sound of her voice, which now seemed to have regained some coherence, I moved up to her face again and smiled gently at her, her eyes on the verge of tears.

“It’s so beautiful.”

“Ah…? What is…?”

“You are.”

“Ah…! M-Matsuda-kouhai, you’re very handsome too… But… we shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Why?”

“B-Because Matsuda-kouhai has… Hanazawa-kouhai…”

I couldn’t hide my surprise. Why was Miyuki’s name suddenly brought up? As I was pondering this, Chinami covered her face with the nearby sheet and said,

“Y-You’re always together… and the way you two look at each other isn’t ordinary… It’s impossible not to notice…”

I hadn’t expected her to notice, but she was perceptive. Was it a woman’s intuition? Or was she just guessing, thinking they might be dating?

Calming my racing heart, I asked casually,

“Is that so?”

“…Yes… We should stop the massage here… Hanazawa-kouhai will be sad…”

So she did know. She had enjoyed the caresses disguised as a massage despite knowing about Miyuki and me, and she had acted innocent before the kiss…

Was she actually an even more devious pervert than Miyuki? What’s up with pink-haired girls being always secretly perverted?

Anyway, you’re not going anywhere. I won’t let you. You can’t just run away after we’ve come this far. That’s not how this works.

Actually, this is better. I no longer need to deceive Chinami.

I felt a sense of relief. Since things had come to this, I would proceed confidently, like the scoundrel I was.

“Next time… if there’s a chance… Ah?!”

Chinami’s wistful mumbling turned into a yelp of surprise as I ripped away the sheet covering her face.

Her eyes trembled nervously. Convinced that I saw a flicker of anticipation in them, I lowered my head and pressed my lips against the middle of her chest. Then, I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her skin.

I then went down from her chest to just above her navel, and then to her side…

“Mheh! Ha…!”

Was the stimulation of my blunt, wet tongue that intense? Chinami let out another languid moan.

Confident that she was aroused again, I discreetly removed my pants, spread her legs, and positioned myself between them. I rested her legs on my thighs and said,

“Master.”

“Hah…? Yes…?”

“I like you.”

Chinami’s head shot up. Even in her aroused state, she seemed to have heard my confession loud and clear. She stared at me, dumbfounded, and asked,

“W-What did you say…?”

“I said I like you. I like you very much, Master.”

“Haaaa…?”

Chinami let out a dazed gasp. She seemed to have gone blank after getting confirmation of what she had suspected.

“What do you think of me, Master?”

“Well…? I… I… Ngh… I…

Her face flushed crimson as she stammered, but the answer seemed obvious.

I had already removed my underwear by then. I placed my fully erect penis against Chinami’s pubic mound, nudging it gently.

“Hmm? What do you think?”

As I coaxed a confession from Chinami, I brought my glans to her slit. Her labia parted smoothly, completely enveloping my tip. She was so plump down there that, with a little exaggeration, this alone could almost be considered penetration.

Feeling the warmth of her inner flesh, I asked again,

“Master, I really like you… Do you dislike me?”

“I… I also… But you… Hanazawa-kouhai… Mmm… You… Haaa… I don’t know…! You’re a bad person…!”

Judging by the way she was talking, she hadn’t noticed my penis entering her. Right now, she looked like the epitome of a pure maiden…

But she had been so bold earlier. My little Chinami…

Don’t do that again. You should remain my little bundle of innocence.

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