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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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The next day…
Walking across the school grounds with Miyuki from the parking lot, I saw Renka and Tetsuya by the water fountain near the cafeteria. Renka was practicing kendo stances, swinging her arm in the air, while Tetsuya watched intently.
It was obvious. The overly eager Tetsuya was asking her about techniques or something, trying to prepare for the tournament. It took a certain kind of skill to manufacture those kinds of interactions.
Renka had ignored my message yesterday and posted a question about the new anime on AniShare… She’d probably be going to Akihabara today to buy merchandise, so I figured I would make my move there.
I was getting tired of these anime-related events, but I didn’t have much choice. These limited situations were all I had to work with for now.
“Hey, isn’t that Tetsuya-kun? And Inoo-senpai…? Is he getting kendo lessons?” Miyuki asked.
I shrugged.
“Probably.”
“Aren’t you preparing for the tournament, Matsuda-kun?”
“I am.”
“You don’t look like it. Are you actually practicing?”
“I practiced alone after I took you home yesterday. Stop nagging.”
“That’s not nagging… I’m worried.”
“Worried about what?”
“You’re the one who will come out first, right? What if you lose to a strong opponent? Even if you’re okay with losing, it’ll demoralize the team… Wouldn’t you feel bad?”
How could she say that instead of cheering me on? I’d get her back after the tournament. She’d be getting a spanking.
It might be fun to do it during the school trip. I could sneak into Miyuki’s room at night… And if the oblivious Tetsuya showed up, I could leave the door slightly open, or even close it and let them talk… Then, as Miyuki panted beneath me, impaled on my cock, she could make up some excuse for Tetsuya…
I liked that scenario. It was a cliché in most NTR and BSS manga, but it was a popular trope for a reason. It wouldn’t be so bad to follow the well-trodden path.
“Stop jinxing me and cheer for me instead.”
“Of course I’ll cheer for you. Should we go say hi to Inoo-senpai?”
“Whatever.”
Miyuki pouted at my apathetic reply.
I chuckled and followed her as she walked towards Tetsuya and Renka.
“Inoo-senpai!”
Renka turned at Miyuki’s cheerful call. She smiled and waved at Miyuki, then frowned when she saw me. Her eyes were sharp. I wondered if she could maintain that look while being spanked.
Speaking of which, hadn’t she blocked me on AniShare? I hadn’t gotten a reply after she read my message, and when I tried sending another, it failed… If she had blocked me, that was pretty bold. A naughty girl like that needed to be punished. I’d make her beg me to stop, to be nice to her.
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Renka always stood out. Even disregarding her stylish clothes, her long ponytail, which reached past her butt, made her easy to spot in a crowd.
It was no different today. As soon as we entered the subculture section of the crowded mall, I immediately spotted Renka looking at the merchandise.
She was focused, browsing the various goods. She wore a mask, so only her eyes were visible, but they were filled with happiness.
Her outfit today was… surprisingly normal for Renka. Had she become more self-conscious after our last encounter? Well, if she wanted to hide her otaku side, she’d have to be more careful about her clothes.
I thought her black ankle boots and tight-fitting jeans of the same color looked quite sexy as I approached.
“Hello, Captain,” I greeted her.
“Gasp…!”
Renka jumped as if startled and quickly turned around.
“M-Matsuda…?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“…”
Renka’s eyes darted around nervously. She must be flustered. This was the second time she’d run into me in a place overflowing with anime and manga.
I thought I could almost hear the gears turning in her head…
“We seem to run into each other quite a bit,” I said, watching her stunned expression.
Renka snapped out of it and cleared her throat.
“W-What are you doing here…?”
“I’m here to buy manga. What about you?”
“I… My nephew said there were new keychains and mini standees for a new manga… he asked if I could get them for him…”
“That nephew of yours? The one you bought the figure for?”
“…Yes.”
“You’re a very doting aunt. He must adore you.”
“W-Well…? Maybe he’s just pretending because I buy him these things… Kids do that.”
She’d added details to her improvised nephew story. Amusing. If I ever had another chance to help out at her uncle’s store, I’d ask her about it, just to tease her. I’d ask if she really had a nephew who liked anime and manga.
“That’s true. So, did you get the keychains and standees?”
“Not yet… They’re not being sold yet…”
“Do you want to browse for manga with me then?”
“Manga…? Why would I…?”
“Aren’t you happy to see me?”
“Not really.”
“It wouldn’t hurt to hang out since we bumped into each other. Come on.”
After a moment of hesitation, Renka nodded at my good-natured request.
“…Fine. I don’t have anything else to do…”
“Good decision.”
“So, what kind of manga are you getting?”
“Adult manga. Lewd stuff.”
“Ah… adult manga…”
Renka nodded blankly. I chuckled inwardly.
“I thought you would look at me like I was some kind of pervert. That’s surprising.”
“Well… it’s not like there’s anything wrong with reading it… I read it sometimes, too… As long as it’s not too hardcore, I don’t mind…”
“What’s your definition of hardcore?”
“It’s different for everyone, so I can’t really say.”
“Hmm… Doujinshi with tentacles… Would that be considered hardcore?”
“…D-Do they even make doujinshi like that…?”
She knew they did. She was just pretending. Couldn’t she at least try to keep a straight face?
“Yes, they do.”
“I don’t read that genre, so I’m not sure, but I think it would be pretty hardcore… It’s not exactly mainstream… I can respect it, though… I just think it’s wrong to force it on anyone…”
“I see. But you said you read adult manga sometimes?”
“…When I’m bored at my relatives’ house.”
“Relatives? Your uncles?”
“No. Other relatives…”
“Was the manga you read at your relatives’ house any good?”
“W-Why are you asking…?”
“If it was good, I might check it out.”
“I don’t know. It was a long time ago, and I don’t remember the title or the story, so you’ll have to choose for yourself…”
“Alright. Do you know where the adult section is?”
“I think I saw it… over there…”
She pointed vaguely with her long finger. The section was tucked away, so you wouldn’t know it was there unless you were looking for it. The fact that she knew where it was… meant she’d probably checked it out before meeting me.
We went to the adult manga section, and I picked up a relatively tame-looking volume. The cover featured a voluptuous, sweaty woman shyly lifting her breasts.
Renka looked at the title and illustration and flinched.
“Do you even know what that manga’s about…? The title seems a little suggestive, doesn’t it?”
“‘Ms. Asagao’s Family Circumstances’? What’s suggestive about it?”
“Well… um… is it normal?”
The manga I picked was a mix of NTR and mind-break. It was by a popular artist in that genre. Renka asked because she knew what the manga was about. The title wasn’t suggestive to an outsider, so why was she being nosy? If she wanted to fool me, she should try harder… She’d already revealed she knew where the adult section was, and she’d been acting suspiciously this whole time.
“It’s much tamer than ‘A Married Woman Corrupted by Her Son’s Friend,’ isn’t it?”
“…”
I read the very explicit title of a nearby manga aloud, and Renka’s face turned crimson as her eyes darted around. She seemed worried someone might have overheard me. Luckily for her, the adult section was relatively empty. Renka sighed in relief.
“T-True… it’s tamer than that…”
That one sounded interesting, though. It would be pretty hot to imagine the son as Tetsuya and the friend as myself.
“Why do you look so glum?”
“Me…?”
“Yes. Don’t you?”
“No, I don’t! You’re imagining things. I…”
Renka was racking her brain for an excuse when she heard a staff member announcing that people should line up for the new manga merchandise. She quickly changed the subject.
“Are you done choosing? I have to line up now, so you can go.”
Trying to get rid of me? You’ll never escape.
“Can’t I line up with you? Am I that repulsive?”
“That’s not it…”
“It’s fine to pay for the manga and merchandise together, right?”
“The payment’s fine…”
“Then let’s line up together. Let’s go, people are already lining up.”
Pretending to be completely innocent, I grabbed Renka’s wrist.
“Huh…? Hey…!”
Just as Renka was about to protest the sudden contact, I pulled her into the line. Then I let go of her wrist and turned casually.
“What? Did you say something?”
“…Nothing.”
Renka adjusted her mask and looked at the long line. She seemed to have decided I’d only grabbed her wrist to hurry her along.
She could be so petty sometimes, yet surprisingly nonchalant at others. In the past, she would have judged me for buying adult manga, so this was an improvement.
Our Renka… she had definitely made progress. Although she still had a long way to go.
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Thx for the chapter ❤️
Thanks Nekooo!