Chapter 136: The Surprisingly Innocent Club President
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 136: The Surprisingly Innocent Club President
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Vweee—!
The automatic doors at the front of the apartment building slid open.
Dragging her feet, Chinami emerged from within, her shoulders slumped.
Renka, who had been checking the time, looked at her and smiled brightly.
“You’re up? Good thing I called, or you would’ve been in trouble.”
“Y-Yes... I’m sorry... I didn’t sleep well last night...”
“Were you looking at limited edition Momo merch again?”
“No... I just had a lot on my mind...”
“Really...? Well, let’s get to the station. We’re going to be late.”
“Okay... By the way, Friend, aren’t you hungry? Would you like a sandwich? I brought some from the dining table.”
A sandwich from Chinami’s house?
It was obvious it would be slathered in peach jam.
“I’m fine. I had a quick bite before I left.”
“Really...? You should eat more.”
Rubbing her eyes as if to wake herself up, Chinami took out a sandwich and offered it to her, but Renka waved a hand dismissively.
“I’m full.”
“You’re full after a quick bite?”
“It’s the morning, so it’s possible... Anyway, did anything happen yesterday?”
Renka winced slightly and changed the subject.
However...
“Yesterday...? Yesterday... Yesterday...”
Chinami’s reaction was a little strange.
As she repeated the same word, her pupils suddenly dilated.
“H-Hwaah...!? Yesterday...?”
Her face instantly turned beet red, her eyes darted about, and her fingers began to fidget...
Observing her friend’s bizarre reaction, Renka asked again, a tone of suspicion in her voice.
“Chinami...? I asked if anything happened...?”
“N-N-N-Nothing happened...”
It was a reaction anyone would find suspicious.
At Chinami’s reply, her teeth even starting to chatter, Renka’s fists clenched.
“Chinami... Don’t tell me Matsuda...”
“M-Myet!?”
“.....”
The moment Matsuda’s name came up, she looked like she was about to faint from shock.
Sensing that something major had happened yesterday, Renka’s gaze turned chilly.
Matsuda must have done something perverted to Chinami.
Convinced, Renka stopped dead in her tracks and met Chinami’s eyes.
“Chinami. Can you tell me in detail? What did you do yesterday?”
“.... I, I got a massage...”
“What kind of massage?”
“An oil massage...”
An oil massage... She was sure Chinami had said she got the same massage last time.
For her to be acting like this now seemed to mean that something... unspeakable had occurred during yesterday’s massage.
“Th-That’s why I have no energy today...”
At Chinami’s following words, Renka swallowed hard.
Staring at her friend, she noticed that Chinami’s voice and expression were filled with shyness.
‘Hmm...?’
There wasn’t a hint of distress on Chinami’s face.
She just looked like something wonderful had happened.
It was a look similar to the one she had when she succeeded in buying new, limited edition Momo merch.
After assessing her state, Renka wondered if she was perhaps thinking strange thoughts.
Am I misunderstanding something? Am I being overprotective?
As naive as Chinami was, she wasn't foolish enough to fall for the silver tongue of someone like Matsuda...
Could it be that Chinami had silently consented to, or even agreed to, whatever Matsuda had done?
Was that why she was making that face?
Then what on earth did they do?
She was curious. But if what the two of them did was that kind of thing she was imagining... it seemed better not to ask.
“Friend... Junior Matsuda did not do anything coercive to me...”
Chinami’s tone was trembling but earnest as she studied Renka’s expression.
Coming to her senses, Renka’s face relaxed, if only a little.
“Really?”
“Yes... We were simply deepening the bond between a master and student...”
“A bond...? You didn’t do anything... lewd, did you...?”
“Lewd! Friend, you worry too much.”
“Then why is your face so red?”
“Hut...!”
“See...! Even now, just talking about Matsuda...”
“Ahem...! Friend. What you’re worried about didn’t happen. So shouldn’t that be fine...?”
It wasn’t fine.
It felt like Chinami was falling deeper and deeper into Matsuda’s clutches.
She wanted to grill her for details, but she felt like she’d been too restrictive with Chinami lately, and she hesitated, worried Chinami might think she was invading her privacy.
‘This is driving me crazy...’
It seemed certain that the "thing she was worried about," as Chinami put it, hadn't happened.
She could tell by looking at her eyes. Chinami was telling the truth.
Shouldn’t that be enough?
To say that, however, a person like Matsuda was a source of anxiety... but she’d let it go for now.
I need to have a talk with Matsuda, too.
With that thought, Renka nodded.
“Alright...”
At that, Chinami gave a bright smile and patted Renka’s back enthusiastically.
“There you go. Put aside your suspicions about Junior Matsuda and have a taste of this sandwich I’m offering you.”
“I told you I already ate...?”
“Ahem...!”
Chinami held out the sandwich with a stern expression.
Letting out a weak laugh, Renka couldn’t refuse her cute friend’s urging and opened her mouth.
* * *
[Are you at school right now?]
A text came from Renka.
This was the first time she’d messaged me first. What could it be about?
It was probably about yesterday, right? I had no idea how much Chinami had told her.
[Yes.]
As soon as I sent the reply, another text from Renka arrived.
[Can you come to the area behind the cafeteria for a minute? I have something to say.]
It was a request, not a command. Did that mean she wasn’t angry?
I’d have to go and see.
After excusing myself to Miyuki, I left the classroom and headed to the place Renka mentioned.
There, Renka was pacing back and forth with her arms crossed.
When she spotted me walking over calmly, she asked,
“What did you do yesterday?”
She strode up to me and bluntly threw the question in my face.
“I was with my Master.”
“I’m asking what you did with Chinami.”
How much did she hear from Chinami?
The two of them might not have secrets from each other, but Chinami wouldn’t have told her about the fact that she’d climaxed.
In that case, I should give a vague answer and quell Renka’s current aggressive attitude.
“A massage.”
“Was it really just a massage?”
“Yes. I gave her a massage, and then I took her home. Her legs had gone weak, so I walked her to her front door. That was it.”
“.... Is that so...?”
“That’s what I’m telling you. But are you her mother or something, Captain?”
“What...?”
“Why do I get the feeling that you’re constantly trying to suffocate her?”
“Hey...! Suffocate her...! As you know, Chinami is kind and gentle. Someone like you... no, I mean... uhm... wouldn’t anyone be anxious if a strange and lewd aura was swirling around her?”
It made sense that she’d think that way.
I had even made a wish to Renka that was filled to the brim with my personal tastes, so her attitude was only natural.
If anything, I should be grateful she wasn’t being harsher.
By the way, Renka just trailed off, but I think she was about to say, ‘Wouldn’t anyone be anxious leaving her with someone like you?’
A little training, and she’s already becoming tame. My slave... how admirable.
Still, her way of speaking is too harsh. I’ll have to teach her a lesson.
“So, you’re saying I’m the one spreading that kind of aura?”
I pressured Renka in a low voice, and her momentum faltered slightly.
“Wh-Why...? Does it hit a nerve...? You can’t say it’s a good thing... after pushing someone so hard like that...”
It seems my last wish left quite an impression on her, seeing as she’s getting so talkative.
The master-slave relationship I’d subconsciously established must also be playing a part in her reaction right now.
“Who did I push? You, Captain?”
“Y-Yes...! Forcing your weird tastes on me...”
“It was a wish.”
“Even if it was a wish... don’t you think there are lines you shouldn’t cross?”
“And were you respecting boundaries when you made me work for free, Captain?”
“That’s...! You were the one who said you wouldn’t accept any pay...!”
“The uncles were trying to give it to me because I worked hard. You never intended to pay me a daily wage in the first place.”
“How do you know whether I was going to pay you or not...! And who said they’re your uncles...? Are we cousins or something...?”
Hmm... the twisted love between cousins... that’s a little... just a little bit of a turn-on.
Maybe I’ll add a scenario like that when I make her cosplay later.
I let out a dry laugh at Renka, who was snapping back at me, and shrugged.
“The uncles seemed to like me.”
“.....”
Nothing to say, right? It’s a fact that the twins like me.
Perhaps annoyed by my nonchalant attitude, Renka bit her lower lip.
What if she hurts her pretty lips? I want to suck on them.
“What? Are you upset?”
“Of course I am...!”
“That’s disappointing... But, Captain.”
“What...!”
“You look pretty today.”
“Wh-What...?”
She went from startled to horrified at a simple compliment. Did she hate it that much?
She’s genuinely making me feel disappointed.
Renka, expressing her displeasure with her entire body by even glancing around, scrunched up her face.
“Are you crazy...? Did you hit your head or something...?”
Still, compared to the training camp, I feel like our relationship has progressed quite a bit.
Though it’s a different kind of progress, more like adding a single spoonful of freshness to an otherwise bleak landscape.
“I’m being sincere, and you ask if I hit my head... I’m disappointed.”
“Disappointed about what...! Stop trying to play with me...!”
Somehow, the subject of the conversation had shifted to the two of us.
“Is this something to get so angry about?”
“.... Y-You, you’re trying to threaten me again, aren’t you!?”
“Why would you think that?”
“Y-Your voice got lower...! I can feel your killing intent...!”
“To be able to sense killing intent from just a voice... that’s impressive. Are you the main character of a manga?”
“Ugh...!”
Mhm... that expression, a mix of annoyance, trouble, and anger, is starting to give me an erection.
When should I use my last wish?
I want to spend a whole day with her, training her... I’ll have to see how the situation plays out.
I need to call on her before the slave’s awareness, nestled deep in her heart, disappears completely.
“If you’re done talking, may I go? Class is starting soon.”
Startled by my words, Renka checked the time on her phone.
Then she let out a deep sigh and nodded.
“Fine... Go. We’ll talk later.”
“You can just text me.”
“.... Just get out of here.”
“You be careful on your way, too, Captain.”
“I never told you to be careful.”
“That’s what I heard. Take care.”
I grinned, gave a wave, and walked away from the dumbfounded Renka.
She probably wanted to warn me not to mess with Chinami, but she just ended up getting played by me and left with nothing to show for it, huh?
Our Renka is surprisingly naive, too.