Chapter 173: Renka Training Log 1
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 173: Renka Training Log 1
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"I'm heading out, Chinami. That was fun."
"I had fun too. Get home safe."
Chinami placed her hands together demurely and bowed her head.
Renka smiled warmly at her ever-polite friend and waved.
After parting ways with Chinami, she took the train home and gave her parents a respectful greeting.
Then, after a shower, she meticulously dried her long hair.
Finally, she let her eyes wander over the figure display case in her room.
A moment of appreciation that marked the end of her daily routine.
Having finished, Renka lay down in bed and pulled the thick duvet over herself.
"Haaah..."
The feeling of the cool sheets gradually warming to her body temperature made her realize winter had truly arrived.
In the summer, she hated the warmth of the duvet, constantly shifting to find a cool spot. Now, she didn't want to move an inch.
She already felt reluctant to go outside. She was even starting to crave a tangerine.
"....."
Lying blankly in the quiet room, she recalled what had happened in the club room today.
No, to be precise, it had been popping into her head ever since she was hanging out with Chinami.
Matsuda's words, telling her not to be kind to other people.
At first, she thought he was just picking a strange fight, but after he followed it up with a compliment—"You look pretty today"—she began to think there was a hidden meaning behind his words.
What the hell...?
Why would he suddenly say something like that?
Doesn't Matsuda have a good relationship with Chinami?
They seemed so friendly and cheerful with each other...
And in the middle of all that, he tells me I'm pretty and that I shouldn't be nice to other people?
Is he insane...?
He was either a crazy womanizer or he was just trying to tease me, knowing I'd react this way.
It had to be one of the two.
Considering he'd ordered her to stand still, locked her in a cage, and made her cosplay in a maid outfit, the latter seemed more likely...
But the strange, suggestive look in his eyes every time she used a wish bothered her.
And when the last wish was over, right before he left, he'd even said he was starting to like her too much.
That was probably just teasing, too, right...?
As far as she knew, his relationship with Chinami was good even back then. If that compliment had been sincere, then Matsuda was definitely a psycho.
It would mean he was a piece of trash who hits on multiple women, relying only on his looks.
Of course, he had other good points besides his face. His voice, for one.
A low, deep tone that resonated from the floor. Especially when he spoke quietly, it felt like it was tickling her ears.
"No...!"
Her thoughts having suddenly strayed somewhere useless, Renka shook her head vigorously.
In any case, if Matsuda showed even the slightest sign of taking advantage of the innocent Chinami, she would immediately rescue her from his clutches.
Making a silent vow, Renka pulled the duvet up over her head.
Vzzz-!
A vibration came from the phone she'd left by her pillow, and she picked it up.
[Captain. I have a question about blocking a head strike and countering to the torso. Do you have a moment? Sorry to bother you.]
It was a message from Miura. With the tournament approaching, he'd been asking a lot of questions lately. She was glad to have a junior who was not only talented but also incredibly passionate.
[It's no bother at all. What are you curious about?]
[Thank you. My arm doesn't move the way I want it to, so my movements are jerky. I was hoping you could tell me how to transition into the counter-attack more smoothly.]
[That's a little hard to explain in writing... Are you practicing right now?]
[I was just looking up the theory.]
[In that case, would it be okay if I met you tomorrow morning to show you in person?]
[Ah, if you could do that, I'd be very grateful.]
[Anything else you're curious about?]
[I'd like to ask you everything at once tomorrow.]
[That's fine.]
[Thank you, Captain. Please get some rest.]
Renka let out a dry laugh after ending the conversation with Miura.
He was so polite. Unlike a certain someone.
Just as she was thinking that, her phone vibrated again.
Vzzz-!
[What are you doing.]
This time, it was from Matsuda.
Unlike Miura's, his lack of manners was glaringly obvious even in text.
Renka scoffed and was about to ignore it, but a feeling that Matsuda would find something to complain about made her tap the screen.
[Why are you messaging me?]
[I'm bored. I messaged my master, but she's not answering.]
So, what, was she just a toy to pass the time with when he couldn't get in touch with Chinami?
She didn't want to think that way, but Matsuda's words in the club room combined with this text made everything seem negative.
Renka was about to type an irritated reply when she stopped, wondering why she was getting so angry over a single text from Matsuda.
This made her feel like some girl with a one-sided crush, fretting over his every move.
She didn't have any feelings for Matsuda... It was just annoying, so annoying.
[She's probably in the shower. I'm going to sleep, so stop messaging me.]
[It's only eight in the evening.]
[What does that matter? I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep. If you're bored, go practice kendo or something. I even helped you pick out your equipment. Don't let it gather dust.]
[I practiced for about 30 minutes.]
[Practice more.]
After sending the reply, Renka stared at the screen. When no more messages came, she tilted her head.
Did he give up on talking? He wasn't the type to be deterred by her cold attitude...
Still, what a relief. Now she could finally rest in peace.
Relieved, Renka opened the [AniShare] app on her phone.
She was about to look up information on merchandise for a new anime she was interested in when she noticed a new message and tapped on her inbox.
[Did you read the one I recommended? Girlfriend Training Diary. You didn't just ignore it, did you?]
The message was from a user named MK, someone who had apparently eaten his manners for breakfast.
He had initially left a malicious comment on a review she wrote, and she had tried to be nice to guide him, but he was still as rude as ever.
She had, in fact, read 'Girlfriend Training Diary'.
It was a manga with a higher rating than 'Master's Secret', aimed squarely at people with that particular taste.
Honestly, she had enjoyed it while reading, and for some reason, her heart had even pounded.
It wasn't a masterpiece, but it was good enough to be considered a well-made work.
Renka debated whether to reply, then tapped on MK's profile and blocked him.
The guy was a malicious user.
She had gone out of her way to read the series he recommended and even leave a review... and he had the nerve to complain because the star rating was low.
He was of no use to her, so rather than getting stressed out by dealing with him, it was better for her peace of mind to just block and ignore him.
She did have a few questions for him since he seemed to consume a lot of BDSM content, but it was fine. She could just look it up herself.
But that person's username...
MK... The initials were the same as Matsuda Ken.
That said, the probability of this person being Matsuda converged to zero.
It was true he'd been showing an interest in anime lately, but he wouldn't go so far as to join a community.
It was just that his impolite way of speaking and selfish attitude were similar, and the matching initials simply made him come to mind.
But didn't their tastes also align? That made it a little suspicious, didn't it...?
No... there's no way.
Deciding to let it go, Renka swept away her worldly thoughts and brought the bag of gummy bears from her desk to her bedside.
Then she lay down, passing the time by looking up information on the new series.
* * *
The next day.
As Miyuki and I were walking out of the parking lot and crossing the sports field, I saw Renka and Tetsuya doing something by the water fountain next to the cafeteria.
Renka was in a kamae, swinging her hands through the air, while Tetsuya watched her with a serious expression.
It was obvious that the overly passionate Tetsuya was asking about techniques to prepare for the tournament.
Making contact like that was a skill in itself.
Anyway, Renka had ignored my message yesterday and posted a question about a new series on AniShare...
She'd probably go to Akihabara today to buy some related merch, so I figured I should try something there.
I was getting a little tired of chasing after anime-related events all the time, but what could I do?
As I was now, I had no choice but to take advantage of these limited opportunities.
"What's this? It's Tetsuya-kun, isn't it? And Inoo-senpai is here too...? Is he learning about kendo?" Miyuki asked, having spotted the two.
I shrugged and replied.
"Probably."
"Aren't you preparing for the tournament, Matsuda-kun?"
"I am."
"You don't look like it at all. Are you practicing properly?"
"I practiced by myself yesterday after dropping you off. Stop nagging."
"This isn't nagging... I'm just saying it because I'm worried."
"Worried about what?"
"You're the first one competing, right? What if your opponent is really good and you lose? I mean, you'll be you, but I think the team's morale will drop... Wouldn't you feel really bad then?"
She should be cheering for me to win, not saying things like that.
Just you wait until after the tournament. You should be prepared for at least a light spanking on the butt.
Enjoying ourselves during the school trip wouldn't be a bad idea, either.
I could sneak into Miyuki's room at night and we could have a wild time. Then, when the clueless Tetsuya shows up, we could leave the door slightly ajar or talk to him with it closed...
And then Miyuki, panting from my cock deep inside her, would have to make up excuses for the puzzled Tetsuya...
I like the sound of that.
It's a cliché scene in most NTR and BSS stories, but it's used so often for a reason—it's just that hot of a situation.
Following the well-trodden path doesn't seem so bad.
"Instead of cursing me, how about you cheer me on?"
"Of course I'll cheer for you. Should we go say hi to Inoo-senpai?"
"Do what you want."
My indifferent tone must have displeased her, because Miyuki pouted.
I looked down at her and let out a smirk, then followed behind her as she walked briskly toward Tetsuya and Renka.
"Inoo-senpai!"
At Miyuki's cheerful voice, Renka looked our way.
She smiled brightly and waved at Miyuki, but as soon as she spotted me sauntering up behind her, her expression soured.
Such a feisty glare. I wonder if she could keep that expression while being spanked?
Speaking of which, didn't she block me on AniShare?
She never replied after reading my message, and when I tried to send another, it said the delivery failed... If she really did block me, that's an act of unparalleled insolence.
A troublemaker like that needs a taste of the switch.
I'll make her whine that it hurts, beg me to stop, and plead for me to be nice to her.