Chapter 103: Dilemma [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 103: Dilemma [R-18]
By the time Miyuki arrived at my place, the clock had already struck midnight.
I was watching a movie in the pitch-black living room. When the large window slid open and Miyuki stepped inside, I pulled the thick blanket up to my chin.
“It’s cold. Hurry up and close it.”
“Okay.”
Miyuki quickly shut the window and headed for the bathroom.
After drying the rainwater from her hair, the first thing she did was change into comfortable clothes and slip right into my arms.
“Sorry I’m late…”
Miyuki apologized, rubbing her face against my chest.
I patted her butt and said, “I thought you said you were going to slip out early?”
“Well… Tetsuya-kun’s parents seemed to have a lot of questions for me, so they kept asking…”
“When did dinner end?”
“I came straight here as soon as we said our goodbyes. I guess they had a lot to talk about since it’s been a while. We see each other around the neighborhood, but it was still like that.”
“Did you have fun?”
“Fun…? I think Tetsuya-kun did… As for me…”
“As for you?”
“It was okay, I guess.”
Judging by her tone, she must have been bored.
Before she met me, she probably enjoyed her time with Tetsuya, but not anymore.
What could she possibly have to talk about with a goody-two-shoes like him? It was just as I expected.
“What did you do today, Matsuda-kun?”
“I met up with Nanase-senpai.”
“Oh, really? What did you do?”
“I gave her a massage and we had ice cream.”
“…A massage? What do you mean?”
“I gave Nanase-senpai a massage.”
Miyuki tilted her head, looking confused as to why I would randomly meet up with someone to give them a massage.
But soon, her expression hardened, and she stared at me intently.
“Why would you give her a massage?”
“She’s been going through a lot because of me lately. You know she’s giving me private lessons.”
“I know that, but… you rubbed her shoulders?”
“Rubbed her shoulders, her legs… did her hair, too.”
“…Why on earth?”
Her voice dropped, and she sounded angry.
I pulled Miyuki closer, until our faces were almost touching, and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
“She treats a delinquent like me without any prejudice and is a great kendo teacher. Isn’t a reward like this acceptable?”
“Well… I mean, you’re right, but… why a massage as a reward…”
I suppose it’s not exactly a typical way to show gratitude.
“Are you mad?”
“…No?”
“What do you mean, no? You totally are. Hey, you have no problem meeting up with Miura alone and doing whatever, and you even had dinner with his family today. So why are you getting all pouty just because I did something with Nanase-senpai?”
“I’m not being pouty…? And, besides, Tetsuya-kun is my childh—”
“Setting aside the fact that he’s a childhood friend you’ve known for over fifteen years, he’s still a guy, isn’t he? Have I ever said anything when you met up with Miura alone?”
“Y-You have… You called him an interferer…”
“But I didn’t glare at you like you’re doing now.”
“You did too…” Miyuki grumbled, pinching my stomach in frustration.
It seemed she was at a loss for words now that I was calling her out like this.
I patted her back gently and said, “Is it wrong for me to get close to Nanase-senpai? I think you two would really get along.”
“…I know she’s a good person, and I want to get to know her too, but I never get the chance to see her…”
You can make chances to see her.
Let’s get close, have a 3P, then bring Renka in for a 4P, and maybe even Hiyori for a 5P.
Later on, you can all get pregnant with my kids.
“You can start now. I’d rather you be closer to Nanase-senpai than Miura.”
“Why do you have to bring up Tetsuya-kun…?”
I shrugged and answered, “That Miura guy is kind of creepy. Like a stalker.”
“A stalker?”
“The way he acts around you, he’s incredibly obsessive. Forcing you to use things he bought… trying to subtly pry into what you did yesterday… The kid feels a little unhinged.”
“Isn’t that going a little too far…?”
“No matter how close you are, you’re just friends. Prying into someone’s personal life like that is definitely a sign of a psycho.”
“Matsuda-kun, you shouldn’t badmouth people like that. Besides, Tetsuya-kun is our friend…”
I scoffed at Miyuki’s scolding.
“I don’t think of him as a friend.”
“Matsuda-kun…! What’s with you today…!”
“I’m annoyed.”
“Annoyed?”
“That you had dinner with Miura without me.”
“But… you were the one who said I could go…”
“Does that make me feel any less upset?”
I laid Miyuki down on the bed and climbed on top of her. She turned her head to the side with a prim expression.
One corner of her mouth was slightly turned up.
She seemed pleased that I was being so openly jealous.
I buried my face in her upper chest, inhaling the strong scent of plum as I touched her waist.
“Matsuda-kun… what are you doing right now…?”
“I’m going to give you a massage, too.”
“Th-This isn’t a massage…! This is lewd…!”
“You don’t like it?”
“It’s not that I don’t like it, but if we could just wait a little… Kyaaah!”
Miyuki suddenly shrieked and squirmed wildly.
I had placed my hands on her ribs and started tickling her.
Giggling and not knowing what to do, Miyuki finally placed both hands on my head and pushed me away.
“Wait…! Just a second…!”
“You like me more than Miura, right?”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden…! So childish… Hyaaang!”
This time, I tickled her pelvis and inner thighs, and a sweet moan escaped Miyuki’s lips.
Pretending to straighten out her bunched-up t-shirt, I pressed my lips to her lower stomach and sucked hard, making her wrap her legs around my torso.
Then, she tried weakly to stop me.
“Stop it…! Stop…”
“Then answer me. Seriously.”
“T-Tetsuya-kun and I, since we were little…”
She avoided my eyes, changing the subject.
Seeing the corners of her mouth twitch, it seemed she was enjoying this situation, too.
Hoping I’d continue with this kind of skinship.
As for her answer… it wasn’t that she was deliberately avoiding it, but more that she was hesitating.
No matter what, she and Tetsuya had known each other for a very long time and were almost always together.
She probably thought she liked them both.
Tetsuya as a friend, and me as a man.
I pushed Miyuki’s legs off with my strength and moved back up.
Then, I placed my hands under her armpits, positioned my groin between her parted legs, and moved up and down.
Ssh, ssh.
Cutting through the loud noise from the TV was the strange friction sound of Miyuki’s jeans rubbing against my shorts.
Hearing it, a blush began to spread across Miyuki’s cheeks.
“Answer.”
Squeeze…
I pressed my lower body down with more weight, and Miyuki’s body twitched.
“Hut…!”
While Miyuki was getting aroused, I unbuttoned her jeans, pulled down the zipper, and urged her again.
“Are you not going to tell me?”
“I-I can’t…! You idiot…!”
She squeezed her eyes shut. I nodded at her answer and roughly pulled off her jeans.
Then I took off my own shorts and pushed her panties to the side.
Her pussy was already getting slick.
I gently rubbed the spot with my hand, and just as Miyuki’s hips began to lift slightly, I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and pressed down firmly.
Then I asked in a gentle tone, “I’ll be more specific. As a friend, who do you like more?”
“What…?”
“Don’t think about anything else. Just as a close friend.”
“H-How can I choose…”
“You can choose both.”
“…Then I like you both… I can’t compare…”
“You really can’t compare?”
“Yeah… I can’t…”
It hadn’t even been half a year since Miyuki and I had properly started our relationship.
Before that, she’d hated me to the point of near-loathing.
And yet, she liked me just as much, to the point where she couldn’t compare?
Even considering a bit of lip service was included, it was a satisfying answer.
“Then, as a man?”
“As a man…?”
“Yeah.”
“I-I’ve never thought of Tetsuya-kun as a romantic partner…”
“Then you should be able to answer easily, right?”
I teased her, pressing my fully erect cock against her entrance as if I was about to push in, then pulling back. Miyuki swallowed hard, then placed her hands on my waist and stayed still.
“Don’t tell me you’re hesitating on this one, too?”
I frowned. In response, Miyuki pinched my waist hard and whined.
“I-I already chose…!”
“When?”
“I just chose by touching you…! Idiot…! You didn’t even notice…?”
So placing her hands on my waist was her choice.
I smirked and said, “Like you said, I’m an idiot. I won’t know unless you tell me directly.”
“…I choose Matsuda-kun…”
“Can you say that again, properly?”
As I spoke, I put strength into my lower body and pushed forward slightly.
Squelch…
Her warm, wet lips parted, accepting my cock…
“Hah…!”
Miyuki’s abdomen rippled flexibly, trying to swallow me.
Grinning, I looked down at her, keeping just the head buried halfway inside her as I waited for her answer.
A moment later, Miyuki brought the back of her hand to her lips and looked straight at me.
“I-I like Matsuda-kun more…”
Her voice was so quiet I wouldn’t have heard it if I wasn’t listening closely, but it was filled with conviction.
The part that satisfied me the most was what Miyuki had just said… that she’d never had romantic feelings for Tetsuya.
Hearing Miyuki’s answer, I—
Squelch.
—pushed a little deeper, burying my cock in her flesh.
“Ahak…!”
Miyuki’s feet, hooked over my hips, trembled like a leaf in the wind.
And this was before I was even all the way in.
I could tell she’d been thinking only of me while eating dinner at his house.
I caressed her cheek and asked, “Is this one not comparable?”
“…Yeah… I like Ken-kun…”
Isn’t it against the rules to use my first name in a situation like this?
What a little fox…
As I smiled in satisfaction and was about to push my cock all the way in,
“T-Trying to feel superior with something like this… you’re such a pervert…”
Miyuki shot a brief jab at me.
She sees right through me. That’s Miyuki for you.
“What can I do? My tastes are just this messed up. Just think of it as your bad luck for getting involved with me.”
“…But I love this side of you too, Matsuda-kun…”
Why does she only say things that turn me on so much?
Unable to hold back any longer, I stopped playing around and thrust my cock all the way in.
Schlick—!
“Haaaang…!”
She let out a moan loud enough to echo through the living room.
It was louder than usual, which meant our little conversation had gotten her worked up, too.
I tensed my lower body, pushing my cock in as deep as it would go, and asked in a husky voice, “Does it hurt?”
“……”
Miyuki shyly wrapped her arms around my neck and answered by sucking hard on my nape instead.
Feeling her hot breath tickle my neck and a sharp sting at the same time, I wiped the sweat that was already starting to form on her forehead and began to move back and forth.