Chapter 177: Reverse Ekiben #2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 177: Reverse Ekiben #2
Why are her pale, long thighs under that uniform skirt so damn arousing?
I want to make her wear ripped stockings and have her rub my dick against them.
Why am I like this today? It must be because I have a big night planned with Chinami, and my desires are running wild.
I was staring at Renka’s back as she stood there looking down at her phone. When she turned around, I quickly changed my expression.
“Hello, Captain.”
“...Why are you greeting me again?”
“Because we met.”
“Fine. Greet me every time we meet from now on.”
“Once is enough.”
“You’re a kendo practitioner too, you know. It’s proper to show respect every time you see a senior. You used to bow properly all the time.”
“I feel like you’re holding me to a stricter standard than anyone else. Still, should I thank you for calling me a kendo practitioner?”
“If you get it, then act like it from now on.”
“I’ll think about it.”
I replied playfully and naturally moved closer to Renka.
She flinched slightly, pulling her shoulders in.
“Could you back off a bit...?”
“Why? Does it bother you?”
“It’s not that, but it’s just... a little much!”
“Did you send the gift to your niece?”
“...I sent it.”
“Good. What did she say?”
“Wh-What do you mean, what did she say...? She just said thank you...”
“Her aunt went through all the trouble of waiting in line to buy her merch, and all she said was a simple thank you?”
“She’s... not very good at expressing her emotions, to begin with...”
“She’s just like you, Captain.”
“What do you mean, just like me...”
Renka grumbled and turned her back to me.
It seemed lying was difficult for her.
I chuckled and moved to her side again, and she frowned and changed direction.
I’d move to her side, she’d turn away. I’d move again, and she’d turn again...
We kept repeating this strange dance that would have baffled any onlookers, only stopping when Chinami, now changed, opened the door and came out.
“...What are you two doing?”
Chinami asked, a look of bewilderment on her face.
Renka shot me a glare before answering.
“It’s nothing. Are you all changed?”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s go. I’m hungry.”
“Okay. Well then, Junior... I’ll see you later.”
As Chinami bowed her head, Renka flinched.
“Later...? Did you two make plans to meet?”
“Yes. We decided I’d see him after I hang out with my friend.”
“You didn’t say anything to me about that.”
“We just made the plans now.”
“Really...?”
Renka looked back and forth between us, her eyes filled with anxiety.
She opened and closed her mouth as if she had a lot to say, but when Chinami took her arm, she let herself be dragged away, glancing back at me.
You’re anxious, aren’t you? You want to meddle, but you’re hesitating because you feel like you’d be overstepping.
That’s right. It’s not right to be too presumptuous.
The proper mindset for a slave is to simply fantasize about what Chinami and I did.
* * *
Late that evening, after the sun had completely set.
I had been lazing around at home, and when the time came, I drove to the apartment building to pick up Chinami.
I could see her waiting for me in front of the main entrance, dressed in casual clothes.
She’s even wearing a scarf today.
The way she watched my car, her face flushed red from the cold wind and tucked deep into her scarf, was just so adorable.
Could anyone not like a girl like Chinami? I don’t think so.
I pulled up in front of the entrance. As Chinami hurried over and opened the passenger door, I gave her a bright smile.
“Did you have fun with the captain?”
“Yes...! We had dinner and then stopped by a second-hand clothing store and bought a lot of winter clothes.”
“Did you buy that scarf just now? I haven’t seen it before.”
“Ah, this is one I already had.”
I thought so.
A strong peach scent was wafting from the scarf.
I chuckled at the sight of Chinami cupping her hands over her mouth and blowing warm air into them, then started the car.
We arrived at the hotel, got out together, and went into the lobby to get the card key.
Chinami, who had been chattering away, had at some point fallen silent.
Judging by the way she didn’t know where to look, it seemed she was nervous, remembering what happened last time.
“Shall we go?”
“Ah, yes...”
She stuck close behind me, matching my steps.
She was like a puppy that had encountered a large dog, scared and hiding behind its owner.
I led her into the hotel room and watched as she swung her arms back and forth, restlessly tapping her own hips.
“You said you already showered, right?”
“That’s right. But maybe I should take another one...? The wind was cold, so my skin feels stiff...”
“We can loosen it up with a massage. Do you want to get changed right away?”
“Oh... Should I...?”
“Yeah, go ahead.”
“...Then you should wait in the other room...”
“Got it. I’ll be getting ready, so just text me.”
“Okay...”
Leaving Chinami, who had gone into full-on shy mode, I grabbed a few towels from the massage room and waited for her message.
Before long, my phone vibrated.
After getting Chinami’s text saying she was ready, I opened the door and walked over to her. She was lying face down on the bed, wearing a gown.
I immediately began stroking her pale white legs up and down.
“Heehee...!”
Chinami let out a short laugh.
Her toes curled and then straightened out. The feeling of my hand brushing against her skin must have tickled.
“Junior... did you get the oil ready...?”
Chinami’s voice was muffled, her face completely buried in the pillow.
I slipped my hand under her gown and touched her ass as I replied.
“Of course. Your skin is cold.”
“Th-That’s why I said I should take a shower...”
“I meant it as a good thing.”
“...Aha... I see... Mmph!?”
Chinami’s agreement was cut short as she slightly lifted and lowered her hips.
My hand, which had been kneading her buttocks, had subtly slipped between her legs.
She lifted her head slightly to look at me over her shoulder.
“Y-You’re just giving me a massage, right...?”
“Relax.”
Did she find my casual deflection suspicious?
She blinked uncertainly, then let all the tension drain from her body.
“...Like this...?”
“Yes. Just lie there comfortably.”
I reassured Chinami with a gentle smile, then lightly scraped my nails against her inner thigh, right where it met her groin.
At the same time,
“Hah!”
Chinami sucked in a sharp breath, and her head buried itself in the pillow again.
Her reaction was intense, her calves even lifting off the bed.
Seeing her five toes curled up tightly, I poked the sole of her foot, which had turned pale as the blood drained from it, with my index finger.
“Nnhaah!? Junior...! I’d rather you didn’t do that...!!”
As Chinami frantically tried to stop me, her whole body twisting and turning, I silently continued to give her pleasure.
* * *
A good while had passed with me just teasing Chinami’s lower body.
“Hahh... Huuu...”
Her breathing had grown completely ragged, and she was blowing hot air into the pillow.
It was proof that she was considerably aroused. Even her skin had warmed up from her rising body temperature, becoming soft and pliant.
Deciding this was enough, I gave her buttocks one last stroke as she kept her legs pressed together to receive my touch.
“Heek...”
Taking advantage of the moment a short, pleasure-filled moan escaped her lips, I gently patted her lower back.
“Time to change positions.”
“Ah... A-Already...? You haven’t even used any oil yet...?”
“I’ll put it on after we change. Don’t worry.”
“O-Okay... Is that so...? If you say so... Should I lie on my back...?”
“No. Just stay as you are, I’ll handle it.”
“Okaay...”
I helped the weakly nodding Chinami sit up, taking a moment to tidy her messy hair.
Then, I led her to the edge of the bed, sat down with my legs spread, and placed her in the space between my thighs, wrapping my arms around her waist.
It was a rather awkward and strange position for a massage.
Chinami’s body shivered, and she spoke in a trembling voice.
“J-Junior... I don’t think this is a massage...”
I think she asked a similar question last time.
Was this déjà vu?
I didn’t answer. Instead, I rested my chin on Chinami’s shoulder and stared at her intently.
Her already red face flushed an even deeper shade of crimson, and she shyly lowered her head.
There was a mirror in front of where we were sitting.
A full-length mirror, positioned so she could see everything that was happening to her body.
My plan was to use this to quickly heighten Chinami’s arousal.
For someone who could never even look at me properly in these situations, she would now be able to sate her sexual curiosity by watching the changes in her own body and the expression on my face.
“I thought we’d try a new massage.”
“A n-new massage...?”
“Yes. Just a moment...”
I soothed Chinami with a gentle voice, then picked up the bottle of oil beside me and lifted it to her chest.
“Ah...?”
Then, seizing the moment she noticed the mirror, I made a show of opening the cap.
A gulping sound came from Chinami’s throat as she watched.
I lightly placed a hand on her upper chest; her heart was pounding incredibly fast.
Proof that my plan was working.
“Let’s begin.”
I whispered into the ear of Chinami, who was staring at my face in the mirror with wide eyes.
“Hnngh...?”
Her body trembled slightly as if struck by a strange feeling. I gently patted her stomach, then lightly pulled on the tie of her gown and slowly tilted the bottle of oil.