I Possessed the Villain in a Romantic Comedy Game – Chapter 177

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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Chinami, having carefully folded her dogi pants, stood on tiptoe, hanging them on the clothesline.

I quietly entered the drying room and closed the door. I called out to Chinami, who was humming contentedly like a newlywed enjoying her chores.

“Master.”

“Matsuda-kouhai! You’re here!”

She turned around with a bright smile. Her smile was beautiful. It made the cold, damp drying room feel warm.

My heart softened as I approached her.

“Why are you doing this alone? I could help.”

“I wanted to finish this beforehand so we can start special training. The tournament is coming up soon.”

“I see. Did you think about what I said yesterday?”

Chinami’s cheerful expression immediately turned shy.

“Oh… are you talking about the massage…?”

“Yes.”

“Ahem…”

She cleared her throat, trying to avoid the question, but her expression gave her away.

I smiled gently, took her fidgeting hand, and brought it to my chest. I then opened her palm and gently massaged each of her fingers.

“Ahh…”

Chinami squirmed, enjoying the sensation. I gazed at her shyly and asked,

“You’ll let me, right?”

“…Yes… Actually, my body is a bit stiff…”

“Really? Where?”

“My shoulders… and my… b-back…”

“I should loosen them up for you, then. Right?”

“Yes…”

The atmosphere, which had been cool and breezy, was quickly heating up.

I continued massaging her hand for a moment, further intensifying the mood. Then,

*slide*

I gently placed my hand on her plump buttock and patted the area where it connected to her waist.

“This area is a bit stiff too.”

“Huh…? Really…? It feels fine…”

“No, it’s stiff.”

“R-Really…? That’s bad…”

“I’ll massage it for you.”

I tightened my grip on her waist and pulled her closer. Our bodies were pressed together, leaving no space between us. I wrapped my arms around Chinami’s waist and began massaging her buttocks and thighs.

“Haa… Matsuda-kouhai… Isn’t this a bit too close…?”

Chinami asked, resting her forehead against my chest.

I felt her body trembling against mine. I reassured her and continued the massage. I needed to make sure her lower body was relaxed, both before and after we went to the hotel. That way, she wouldn’t struggle as much when I tried to creampie her.

Why did her smooth, pale thighs, visible beneath her skirt, look so enticing? I wanted to put ripped stockings on her and rub my cock against them.

I was feeling particularly lustful today, probably because I was anticipating our encounter.

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I was watching Renka, who was standing still, looking at her phone, when she turned around. I quickly changed my expression.

“Hello, Captain.”

“…Why are you greeting me again?”

“Because we met.”

“Not bad. Greet me every time we meet from now on.”

“Once is enough.”

“You’re a kendoist. It’s your duty to show respect to your superiors. You used to bow properly

every time you saw me.”

“You seem to hold me to very strict standards. But I guess I should be thankful that you’re calling me a kendoist, shouldn’t I?”

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll do as I say.”

“I’ll think about it.”

I replied nonchalantly and casually moved closer to Renka. She flinched slightly and said,

“Can you move a bit…?”

“Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“Not that, but it’s a little… overwhelming…!”

“Did you send your nephew his present?”

“…I did.”

“Good job. What did he say?”

“Wh-What do you mean, ‘what did he say’? He just said thank you…”

“His aunt went out of her way to wait in line and buy him merchandise, and all he said was thank you?”

“Well, he’s not very good at expressing his feelings…”

“Just like you, Captain.”

“We’re not alike…”

Renka grumbled and turned her back to me, seemingly struggling to maintain the lie.

I chuckled and moved to her side again. She frowned and turned away. I moved to her side again, and she turned away again… We continued this strange dance, which would have looked bizarre to anyone watching, until Chinami emerged from the changing room.

“…What are you doing?”

Chinami asked, a bewildered look on her face.

Renka glared at me and replied,

“Nothing. Are you done changing?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s go. I’m hungry.”

“Okay. See you later, Matsuda-kouhai.”

Chinami bowed her head, and Renka flinched.

“Later…? Did you two make plans?”

“Yes. We’re meeting up after you and I are done.”

“You didn’t tell me anything about that.”

“It’s a last-minute plan.”

“Really…?”

Renka looked back and forth between us with uneasy eyes. She seemed to have a lot to say, opening and closing her mouth. Then, Chinami took her arm and pulled her away, Renka glancing back at me with a worried expression.

You’re feeling uneasy, aren’t you? You want to interfere, but you’re hesitant to overstep your boundaries.

That’s right. It’s not good to be too nosy. As a slave, you should just imagine what Chinami and I are doing.

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Late in the evening, after the sun had set…

I had been lazing around at home when it was time to pick up Chinami. I drove to her apartment building and saw her waiting for me by the entrance, dressed in casual clothes.

She was wearing a scarf today. She looked incredibly cute, her face flushed from the cold, tucked into her scarf as she watched for my car.

Who wouldn’t like Chinami? I certainly didn’t think anyone could dislike her.

I parked in front of the entrance, and Chinami hurried over and opened the passenger door. I smiled.

“Did you have fun with the Captain?”

“Yes…! We had dinner and went shopping for winter clothes at a secondhand store.”

“Did you buy that scarf today? I’ve never seen it before.”

“Oh, I already had this one.”

I figured as much. It had a strong peach scent.

I chuckled as Chinami cupped her hands around her mouth and blew warm air onto them, then started the car.

We arrived at the hotel and went inside to get our key card. Chinami, who had been chattering excitedly, suddenly fell silent. Judging by the way her eyes darted around, she seemed nervous, remembering our last encounter here.

“Shall we go?”

“Oh, yes…”

She walked closely behind me, matching my pace. She looked like a puppy hiding behind its owner after encountering a large dog.

I led Chinami to our room and watched as she fidgeted, swinging her arms and tapping her hip.

“You said you already showered, right?”

“Yes. But shouldn’t I shower again…? My skin is cold and stiff from the wind…”

“I’ll loosen it up with a massage. Do you want to change now?”

“Oh… should I…?”

“Yes.”

“…Then you should wait outside…”

“Alright. I’ll get things ready. Text me when you’re done.”

“Okay…”

I left Chinami, who had gone into full shy mode, and went to the massage room to get some towels while I waited for her message.

My phone buzzed a short while later. I received Chinami’s message saying she was ready and opened the door. I walked over to her as she lay face down on the bed, wearing a gown. I immediately began stroking her smooth, white legs.

“Hee hee…!”

Chinami giggled. Her toes curled, then uncurled. My touch must have tickled.

“Matsuda-kouhai… did you bring the oil…?”

Chinami mumbled, her face buried in the pillow.

I slipped my hand inside her gown and touched her buttock.

“Of course. Your skin is cold.”

“Th-That’s why I said I should shower again…”

“I like it.”

“…Oh… I see… Mhh?!”

Chinami’s agreement was cut short as she bucked slightly. My hand, which had been massaging her buttock, had subtly moved towards her groin.

She lifted her head slightly and looked at me over her shoulder.

“Y-You’re just going to give me a massage… right?”

“Relax.”

Did my casual deflection make her suspicious?

She blinked, then relaxed her body.

“…Like this…?”

“Yes. Just lie down and relax.”

I reassured Chinami with a gentle smile, then lightly grazed her inner thigh near her groin with my fingernails.

At the same time,

“Gasp!”

Chinami sharply inhaled and buried her face in the pillow again. She reacted strongly, even lifting her calves.

Seeing her toes curl tightly, I poked the sole of her foot, which had turned pale from the blood rushing out, with my index finger.

“Ahh! Matsuda-kouhai…! Please, don’t do that…!”

Chinami urgently pleaded, her body writhing. Ignoring her plea, I silently continued to pleasure her.

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