Chapter 36

Has anyone ever put a dog collar on a cute, beautiful girl childhood friend and held the leash?

Probably not many.

But if we narrow it down to someone who has strolled down the street like that with such a childhood friend, well, wouldn't Hideo be the only one in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠world?

"People are staring a lot..."

"Ehehe. Doesn't that mean we look really close? Right, Hideo-oppa?"

That can't be the only reason.

It was true that this kind of scene wouldn't happen unless the two people were really, really close.

Also, Shiori was a beautiful girl on a level that you couldn't see normally.

'Kehehe, they must be jealous.'

Hideo enjoyed the jealous looks from the men passing by.

He would have given the same look if he were in their position.

If some bastard who you can't even tell what's so great about him is walking around doing things that only come out in erotic doujinshi, you're not a man if you don't get jealous and want to kill him.

To further fuel that jealousy, Hideo turned the switch of the dildo and vibrator he was holding even stronger.

"Hyaaah!♥"

Shiori, who had been walking while somewhat getting used to the vibration, stopped in her tracks and grabbed Hideo's arm tightly when the vibration felt on her clitoris suddenly intensified.

"Huh, what's wrong? Can't move?"

"Hideo-oppa...♥ You're being mean....♥"

Shiori, with her cheeks flushed red and licking her tongue.

It was clear that she was enjoying this situation as well.

She's putting on an act like a woman, but you can tell by the smile blooming on her face, in contrast to her trembling legs.

"If you're not going, I'm going first."

Hideo firmly gripped the leash he was holding and started walking forward, one step at a time.

Following behind him, Shiori followed Hideo with trembling steps.

Traces like a slug had passed decorated the streets of Natsuhabara, and on top of those traces, some virgins unknowingly embroidered their footprints.

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"Hoo... Hoo... Ha..."

Shiori's heavy breathing calmed down a bit.

It was because she was able to adapt somewhat to the pleasure felt in her vagina.

Hideo himself didn't have any particular thoughts, but Hideo's skill in handling the dildo and vibrator switches was truly genius.

When it seemed like he was giving too much pleasure, he subtly lowered the vibration, and conversely, when the heat in her body seemed to cool down, he subtly raised it again.

Thanks to that perfect control, Shiori had no choice but to dance and be dominated on Hideo's palm ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠without even being able to climax.

'Hideo-oppa is so rough with girls...'

But it's not like she feels bad at all.

Because Shiori is Hideo's onahole childhood friend in the first place.

An onahole's job is to be used, and if Hideo can use and enjoy her like this, that's all that matters.

'I'm so glad Hideo-oppa is my childhood friend!'

Shiori sincerely thought so.

And at the same time, she thinks.

'If my Vagina is this well-prepared, I'll be able to give Hideo-oppa the best pleasure when he uses me later!'

That's all that matters.

While imagining the end of the date, Shiori put a slutty smile on her lips.

Surely today's date will end like that too...

A familiar voice landed in Shiori's ear.

"Oh, Katsuragi-sensei, a new work! I can tell how awesome it is just by looking at the cover."

At that voice, Shiori shook her head from side to side.

'What am I doing? I'm still in the middle of a date, but I'm thinking about the end of the date.'

That's as bad as thinking about dessert without properly enjoying the main course.

I have to enjoy the date itself properly. Shiori quickly came to her senses and looked at the doujinshi that Hideo was pointing at.

"Ah, you're right! Wow, I was looking forward to this."

"Oh, really?"

She said it hoping that Hideo would be happy, but it wasn't just empty words.

In fact, the doujinshi that Hideo was pointing at was a work that Shiori had been looking forward to.

Because it's a childhood friend training story.

"Yeah, of course! I like this kind of thing. Childhood friend training!"

".....Ah, that's right. You've 'always' liked this kind of thing, haven't you?"

Of course, she does.

Shiori's policy is to master anything that Hideo likes in erotic doujinshi. She sincerely believes that it is a duty that she must fulfill as an onahole childhood friend.

But if there's a genre that she particularly likes, it's definitely childhood friend stories.

"Usually, childhood friend stories are either orthodox pure love or NTR works, right? But I like this because it's not like that."

Of course, Shiori likes orthodox pure love stories too. NTR stories too... well, she doesn't really dislike them.

But if it's a childhood friend story...

Orthodox childhood friend pure love stories are a bit too calm and boring, and childhood friend NTR stories are completely heretical. They should die and disappear. All other NTR stories are okay, but she can't forgive childhood friends being NTR'd.

But, she likes that the childhood friend story that Katsuragi-sensei drew this time is not like that.

"They were originally close childhood friends, but now they've grown apart. He kindly fucks her Vagina to regain the love of his childhood friend who is so far away that he can no longer reach her... Isn't this the ultimate rape pure love?"

Why was a human who can write such a wonderful scenario touching things other than childhood friend stories until now?

Shiori thought that it was truly fortunate that he had returned to 'righteousness' even now.

"Pfft! Rape pure love? Is that even a valid term?"

Shiori was rather puzzled by Hideo, who was laughing as if he was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong, Hideo-oppa? In the end, the childhood friend became happy, so this is pure love."

Even if that childhood friend has another man in her heart.

Even if the childhood friend rejected the male protagonist so many times before sex.

Even if the childhood friend's life is ruined by this.

Isn't it pure love as long as she's happy?

"There's no way there's more happiness for a female childhood friend than being fucked by a male childhood friend's Penis, right?"

That's a perfectly obvious proposition. It's a truth of the world that doesn't even need to be proven.

At this, Hideo laughed very coolly without even caring about the eyes of the people around him.

Shiori asked with a worried expression at Hideo's strange behavior.

"Hideo-oppa, are you okay? Are you pushing yourself too hard because you're dating me? That would be putting the cart before the horse."

"Uhhh.. Keuheut, no, it's not like that, so you don't have to worry about anything. More than that.. yeah. For a female childhood friend, a male childhood friend's Penis is the best, right?"

Hideo took Shiori's hand and placed it on his crotch.

Shiori vividly felt Hideo's Penis, full of vitality and throbbing, in her palm.

"It's not just female childhood friends. For male childhood friends, a female childhood friend's Vagina is the best too."

"...Hideo-oppa, really..."

Shiori blushed as if she was embarrassed. Of course, she kept her hand on Hideo's crotch.

"Come to think of it, the heroine on the cover drawn here... looks a bit like Shiori, doesn't she?"

"Ehh, does she?"

Shiori tilted her head as if she didn't know at all. The person in question usually doesn't know about this kind of thing.

"It's not so much that she looks like you, but the atmosphere... Since this is also a connection, shall we try the play in this doujinshi today? Later, at the motel."

"..! Really!?"

Shiori's face lit up.

That's great.

If you look at the samples that this author uploaded to Pixiv, there must have been a blindfold & bondage play.

Is oppa going to do that to me today? Thinking about that...

"Eung, heueueut!!"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Hideo was surprised and asked at Shiori's sudden action.

Shiori whispered in his ear, embarrassed.

"I imagined being fucked by oppa and I came lightly. Sorry..."

Oppa was about to skillfully leave Shiori between climax and non-climax and cook her, but she got turned on and climaxed on her own.

She wanted to hide somewhere because of that shame, but such an act cannot be forgiven as an onahole childhood friend.

Like an onahole, she must properly convey everything to oppa.

And Hideo, who heard that...

"....Haa, you're making it impossible for me to hold back, you Slut."

And got angry.

Shiori was intimidated by oppa's angry voice and put her head into her neck like a turtle.

Oppa was going to fuck her in the way he liked, but she couldn't stand one Vagina climax and ruined everything. You stupid bitch.

Looking at such Shiori, Hideo ordered.

"Go buy that doujinshi right now and come back."

"Huh?"

"I was thinking of enjoying the date a bit more leisurely, but this won't do. If I don't tear your Vagina apart right now, I'll get too ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠horny."

"Ah..."

It seems like Shiori misunderstood.

Well, that's right. How broad-minded is Hideo?

It was more like Hideo-oppa's style to think about how to fuck Shiori's Vagina deliciously rather than thinking about what Shiori did wrong first.

It was Shiori who said a few days ago that she couldn't recognize her childhood friend even though she hadn't seen him for about half a year, but it turned out that Hideo wasn't the only one who had forgotten what kind of person his childhood friend was.

"Y-yes! I'll go buy it right now!"

Shiori took two copies of the doujinshi, including Hideo's, and ran to the cashier.

She has to do it quickly before Hideo's patience runs out. Otherwise, she'll end up being fucked like a dog in the middle of the street.

'Ah.. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but that wouldn't be so bad either..'

Because Shiori is an onahole. It's Hideo's freedom where he uses it.

Also, for Shiori, being fucked on the street to make it more clear that she is this man's property...

When she had that thought, the idea of deliberately delaying the calculation came to Shiori's mind, but she soon erased that desire from her mind.

'Hideo-oppa decides this, not me.'