Chapter 137: Shy Girl #2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 137: Shy Girl #2
“Master.”
“Eek!?”
Startled, Chinami tried to hide.
Her squirrel-like reaction to seeing a person made me burst out laughing as I opened the storage room door.
Click.
“Master, why do you keep running away from me?”
“.....”
She stood in the corner of the storage room with her back to me, looking too embarrassed to face me.
How cute.
A sly smile on my face, I closed the distance and pressed myself right up against her, just like when I'd given her the massage yesterday. Then I grabbed her wrist.
“Mmph! Junior...! What are you doing...”
“What's wrong? Don't you like it?”
“I-It's not that I don't like it... but we have to clean the shinai...”
“We can clean them like this. It might be slow, but with two people, we can be much more thorough.”
“Th-That doesn't make any sense...”
“You haven't even tried it yet.”
Finishing my sentence, I blew softly on the nape of Chinami's neck.
The sudden closeness, on top of the ticklish sensation on an erogenous zone...
Hit with a one-two punch, Chinami let out a soft "Haaaah..." and all the strength went out of her body.
And from behind, I controlled the limp, boneless Chinami like a robot.
“Grab the handle... That's right. Now pull it out.”
“.....”
After a moment of confusion, she began to faithfully follow my instructions. She seemed to be enjoying this kind of skinship.
After taking out a shinai, we slowly sat down on the floor and picked up a dry cloth.
“See? It's cleaning up nicely, isn't it?”
“I-It is... but we should do it properly...”
“We are doing it properly. Aren't we?”
“...Yes... we are... Ahem... This isn't bad... It's... cozy...”
With her head bowed low, she surrendered her body to my movements.
I was planning to just pass the time like this, but hearing Chinami's shy mumbles changed my mind.
Thanks to yesterday's massage, Chinami's mind was probably more open than before.
So, it was time to be a little bolder.
“When should I give you your next massage?”
“A-A massage... U-Umm... Just let me know whenever is convenient for you...”
The next massage might hurt a little down there. I'll be as careful as I can when I put it in. I'll use plenty of lube and make sure to warm you up first...
“Understood.”
“Okay. We should probably start on the next shinai—Kyaa!?”
Chinami suddenly let out a shriek as if she were about to faint. I had lightly touched her earlobe with the tip of my tongue.
She dropped the shinai she was holding, and her body trembled.
“Wh-What did you just do...?”
“What was that?”
“Something touched my ear...!”
“This?”
Poke.
“Eek...! Y-Yes...! That... What is that...?”
Think about it carefully later. Where my face is right now, and what part of a face can be warm and wet.
“It's nothing.”
“Th-That can't be...!”
"That can't be"? Chinami's reactions are always so fresh.
It's the same now. Her body is completely stiff, yet she's reacting like the world is ending.
It's clear that even as she develops sexually, this innocent nature of hers won't change. I'm looking forward to the future.
“Should we get another shinai?”
As I nonchalantly changed the subject, Chinami turned her head just slightly and glanced at me.
“...Yes...”
“Alright, let's get up. Relax and stay still.”
“Like last time...?”
“That's right. Like last time.”
“Like this...?”
“Yes, just like that.”
Just as I was about to help the limp Chinami to her feet—
Knock, knock. Click.
—the storage room door opened, and Renka appeared. I gave her a bright smile.
“Hello, Captain.”
“Yeah, hel— Huh...?”
Renka, who had been about to return my greeting casually, froze.
She had seen me and Chinami sitting in the middle of the storage room, pressed completely against each other.
Her eyes, which had been staring at us in our back-hug-like position with a look of confusion, suddenly widened.
“Wh-What are you two doing...?”
“We were cleaning the shinai.”
“C-Cleaning shinai in that position...? Does that even make sense...?”
“Why wouldn't it? Master, a yokai has appeared. Let's deliver some divine punishment.”
I controlled Chinami's hands, putting them into a boxing stance, and slowly swung her arms through the air.
Renka's jaw dropped. She seemed dumbfounded by a childish prank that not even a four-year-old would pull.
Chinami, on the other hand, was enjoying it, even wearing a shy smile.
“Who are you calling a yokai... You wanna die?”
Seeing her best friend's reaction, Renka pouted, looking a little hurt.
After swinging Chinami's arms one more time, I asked.
“So, what's up? Do you need something?”
“Th-The coach is looking for Chinami... But you two... you shouldn't be... all over each other like that inside the club room...”
“You're just jealous of our intimate relationship.”
“Who the hell is jealous?! And what's with this act? Are you deliberately trying to be shameless? It doesn't suit you at all, so just stop it...!”
As Renka's tone grew more agitated, Chinami twisted out of my arms and stood up.
“You and Junior always seem to fight whenever you meet. Please calm down.”
Chinami said kindly, patting Renka on the butt.
Renka glanced at Chinami's still-flushed face and said.
“...Alright. Are you okay?”
“Okay? About what?”
“Ah, never mind. I misspoke.”
She's backing down surprisingly easily. I guess she saw that Chinami didn't look upset and concluded she wasn't being forced into anything.
“You said the coach was looking for me, right? Let's go.”
“Yeah...”
“Junior, you make sure to... umm... clean the shinai properly... I'll inspect them when I get back.”
Why so strict? That's a little disappointing.
I nodded, licking my lips as I watched Chinami leave the storage room with Renka.
* * *
“Tetsuya is going to a net cafe with a classmate.”
Miyuki said as she got into the passenger seat.
I shrugged and started the engine, my expression indifferent.
“I already knew. I wasn't planning on giving him a ride anyway.”
“Don't be like that... It wouldn't hurt to be a little more charitable.”
“No thanks. I like driving home alone with you, so why would I give Miura a ride?”
“Well... you don't have to be so blunt about it...”
Miyuki, looking secretly pleased, buckled her seatbelt and continued.
“Oh, and... you can come straight to my house for dinner after school on Friday. I already told my mom.”
“Oh yeah? What happened with the trip?”
“We decided to go to a relative's house. I haven't mentioned you yet, Matsuda-kun, but I was going to ask today.”
“Then I'm not going.”
“Why?”
She turned to me, her face showing genuine confusion.
I let out a dry laugh and explained as I drove out of the school gate.
“Your family knows me to some extent, but your relatives don't. It would obviously be awkward for both me and them, so there's no point in me going.”
“I had a similar thought, but you're so friendly and polite, Matsuda-kun, I thought it would be fine.”
“You think I'm friendly and polite?”
“Only when you're dealing with adults.”
Has she completely forgotten how I treated that beggar I used as an event extra in the beginning?
I let out a short snort of laughter and said.
“Anyway, if you're going to your relative's house, don't bother bringing me up.”
“But I want to go with you, Matsuda-kun.”
“I feel the same way, but I can't just impose on them. As for your relatives' house, let's think about it again later, once I'm a little closer to your mom and dad.”
“Okay...”
I placed a hand on the dejected Miyuki's leg, but at her scolding to drive with both hands, I obediently gripped the steering wheel.
After dropping Miyuki off, I went home and took a shower right away.
Then, I immediately called Renka.
It was to make good use of the time that had just freed up on the weekend.
After four or five rings,
-What.
Renka answered the phone bluntly.
Lying sprawled on my bed, I asked.
“Did you get home okay?”
-Yeah.
“Why'd it take you so long to answer?”
-It was on silent, so I didn't know you called... Wait, why do I have to explain myself to you?
“Can't I just ask?”
-...Why did you call?
“To tell you to keep Saturday free.”
-I have plans then.
“What plans?”
-I'm not telling you.
It's probably something anime-related anyway.
“I see. Keep it free.”
-I told you I have plans.
“Since you won't give me a convincing reason, it must not be that important. I'm giving you advance notice as promised, so be there when I call.”
-Why call me on the weekend? You could just call me on a weekday.
“Are you throwing a tantrum right now?”
-Wh-What do you mean, a tantrum! And stop being so damn shameless!
Her yelling just proves I'm right.
My ears are going to bleed.
-Ah, Mom... I'm sorry... My friend was saying something weird...
I could hear Renka's troubled voice over the phone.
Did her mom overhear? She should've controlled her temper.
Anyway, it's nice to see she uses formal language with her family.
And she even considers me a friend? How nice of her.
-I almost got in trouble because of you...!
Hearing her now much quieter voice, I let out a low laugh.
“How is this my fault? It's your fault for not being able to control your temper, Captain.”
-...Whatever. I'm done talking about it. You said Saturday?
“Yes.”
-Fine. I'll make time.
“Good choice.”
-By the way... what exactly were you doing with Chinami today?
“I told you, we were cleaning the shinai.”
-Stop with the nonsense, will you? Tell me the truth.
“Why don't you ask the Master yourself?”
-You tell me.
I see. Chinami must have kept her mouth shut. Makes sense.
I chuckled and said.
“Want to try it too, Captain? I think you'll understand if we do it together.”
-Are you crazy?
“If you don't want to, I can't force you.”
-...Forget it. It was my mistake to ask you. I'm hanging up.
“See you tomorrow.”
Click.
Renka didn't answer and hung up immediately.
I could picture her trembling with rage. Or was I just imagining it?
Laughing to myself like a child, I booked a room at a love hotel for Saturday.
One where we could enjoy some soft SM play.