Chapter 229: Renka's Humiliation #2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 229: Renka's Humiliation #2
Was it because I was imagining what was about to happen?
The weather was definitely cold, but it felt incredibly warm to me.
Suppressing my excitement, I brought the bunny girl outfit from my house, went to the reserved room, and hung the costume in the changing room.
I also didn't forget to neatly place all the accessories next to it, from the high heels to everything else needed to complete the bunny girl look.
Once all the preparations were done, I left the hotel immediately.
By the time I drove through the darkening evening and arrived at Renka's house, I had about forty minutes to spare.
That was a bit of an awkward amount of time... I figured I should just wait quietly and let Renka mentally prepare herself.
I reclined my seat all the way back, intending to close my eyes for a bit, but I lifted my head when the passenger door opened a moment later.
I saw Renka, dressed in training pants and a jumper. Why was she out so early?
She answered my unspoken question herself.
"I saw your car from the window, so I came out."
"Oh, you did?"
"Yeah. You should've told me you were here. Were you just going to wait like an idiot? You'll get a ticket."
"Why would I get a ticket?"
"You're not in a parking spot, you're blocking the side of the road. Of course you'll get a ticket. It's not like our family are the only ones living in this neighborhood..."
"Did you come out because you were worried about me?"
"Worried? What are you talking about...! I just came out to stop you from blaming me if you got a ticket...!"
"So you were worried. Worried about yourself, not me, but still."
"Think whatever you want. Just start driving. I want to get this over with so I can rest."
She was putting on a brave face.
I wondered if she could keep that up after seeing the bunny girl outfit.
Calming my racing heart, I said I understood and drove toward the hotel.
Afterward, with Renka's hands stuffed deep in her pockets, we entered the lobby. I selected our reserved room at the kiosk and got the key.
"What? Why is it an overnight stay? Wasn't it a day use room?"
Renka's sharp question came as she stared at the screen.
I shrugged nonchalantly and replied.
"I just booked it for the night. To be more comfortable."
"What's comfortable about it? We won't even use up all the day use hours. It's a waste of money."
"You never know."
"What...? What do you mean, you never know...?"
Renka's voice dropped.
She looked like she was having lewd thoughts.
Of course, I had phrased it in a way that was easy to misunderstand.
"You took your sweet time putting on the maid uniform last time, remember? I booked it for the night in case you decided to drag your feet again."
"...There wasn't any other reason, right?"
I'd come up with plenty of reasons later, but for now, there were none.
Still, to think she'd say something like that... she's really grown up.
I had a feeling that all sorts of things would be possible with Renka soon.
"Another reason? What could there be?"
Renka frowned at my smug attitude and shook her head.
"Never mind. Let's just go."
"Are you that excited?"
"You crazy bastard...! I meant let's go up because it's embarrassing to be down here...! And why are you sniffing like that...!"
"Because your makeup smells nice, Captain."
"...Spoken like a true pervert... Ugh, let's just go already...!"
"Alright, alright. Stop being so cranky."
I placated her with a smooth tone and slyly placed a hand on the small of her back.
Then, as she flinched, I gave her a gentle push and we stood together in front of the elevator.
"Happy now?"
"Don't touch me so casually..."
"So sensitive. My apologies."
"...Just be careful from now on."
No way. I'm going to keep taming you just like this.
I swallowed the words. Just then, with a ding!, the elevator doors opened, and I stepped inside.
* * *
Beep-!
I touched the card key to the door lock and opened the door. A crimson-painted wall greeted Renka and me.
The interior had a modern, dark, purplish vibe, with a long bar-style counter in the center.
Seeing it, Renka muttered in disapproval.
"You have some weird taste... really..."
"I matched the concept to the cosplay. Shall we go in?"
"....."
Hesitantly, Renka took a careful step inside, following me.
I walked leisurely to the corner and sat on the edge of the bed, then pointed to a firmly shut door on the wall.
"When you're mentally prepared, go in there, get changed, and come out."
"...Alright."
"Want some water?"
"No, I'll change now."
"Already?"
"I told you I wanted to get this over with quickly. The outfit's in there, right?"
"Yes. But I thought it might be nice to talk a little first."
"No."
With that curt reply, Renka entered the changing room and closed the door.
I heard a click. She must have turned on the light.
It should be about time for Renka's cursing to start... I thought. Just then...
"Hey! You son of a bitch!"
Her thorny voice echoed from the room Renka had entered.
Just as I expected. I'm going to live a long life with all this cursing I get.
Slam-!
Renka stormed out, yanking the door open. In her hand was a glossy black leotard.
She shook it in front of my face and said irritably.
"You expect me to wear this? You said the exposure was similar to the maid outfit!"
"It is similar."
"It's not similar at all! This is a leotard! The chest is cut low, too! And it exposes my back and legs way too much!"
"Looks the same as the maid outfit to me."
"There's something wrong with your eyes! And what's with this choker with a bell!? Aren't bunny girls supposed to wear bow ties?"
"Ah, the bell is my personal preference."
Was she flabbergasted by my shamelessness?
A loud "Ha!" burst from Renka's lips.
"I can't do this! I won't!"
"You can't do that. We made a promise."
"The terms of the promise are different!"
"The promise was that you'd cosplay. What's different about that?"
"Fine. You said it yourself, right? That if I really didn't want to do it, you'd call it off. I really don't want to do this now, so let's just forget the whole thing."
"Then I'll just keep whining for you to do it."
"....."
She must have pictured me pestering her about cosplay every single time we met, because Renka squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them.
She glared at me as if she wanted to kill me, her face a mask of annoyance.
"This is really the last time, right...?"
"Yes."
"Really? You mean it?"
"Yes. Pinky promise. Here."
I held out my pinky finger to Renka. She instinctively started to link hers with mine, then hesitated.
She stood frozen for a moment, thinking, before she spoke.
"...Never mind the pinky promise. I'll... I'll wear it, but I think this is completely unfair to me. You might think the exposure is the same as the maid outfit, but to me, it's not. So I should get something in return."
"What kind of reward?"
"If I do this, you have to grant me one wish."
"What wish?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought of one yet."
A slave trying to bargain with her master was absurd.
She deserved a whipping for this. But my slave still had a rebellious streak, like a teenage girl, so to maintain our strong bond, I decided I had to grant it.
If she made a strange wish, I could just find a way to make her cancel it.
With that thought, I nodded readily.
"Alright."
"Promise."
"I promise."
"...Fine. I just have to wear it and come out, right?"
"Yes. And you have to wear all the accessories."
"...Can't you let me off the hook for the bell? And the headband..."
"The accessories complete the bunny girl look. Are you kidding me? Absolutely not."
"You bastard..."
This was playing out similarly to when she wore the maid outfit. It felt like déjà vu.
Chuckling to myself, I silently pointed to the changing room door.
Renka let out a deep sigh that seemed to come from the bottom of her heart, then deliberately stomped back into the changing room.
All that's left is to enjoy the show, right? Just imagining it gets me hard.
Fighting back the blood rushing to my lower body, I lay down comfortably on the bed to wait for Renka.
* * *
I felt like Renka was taking a long time to change, so I checked the time on my phone.
Only five minutes had passed. It felt like I'd been waiting for twenty. Was time moving too slowly?
The waiting itself was torture. This was tough.
I fought the urge to barge into the changing room and kept waiting for Renka when...
Creeak...
The changing room door opened just a crack and stopped. I shot up into a sitting position.
I could see Renka's eye through the gap.
The light in the changing room was off, so the crack was dark.
"Are you all changed?"
"...Hey."
Instead of answering, she called my name in a barely audible voice, her breathing slightly uneven.
I wondered why, but the answer came to me immediately.
She must have had trouble putting on the strapless leotard by herself.
How could I not have thought of that... My mistake.
"Yes?"
"Th-this... it's impossible to put on by myself... The zipper on the back... I'll turn around, so c-can you zip it up for me...?"
"Alright."
"Don't you dare touch the door until I open it... Got it...?"
"Yes."
"Ahem..."
Renka cleared her throat as if to brush off her embarrassment, then turned around and pressed her back against the crack in the door.
Because of that, the white, fluffy bunny tail attached to the back of the leotard poked out slightly, and it immediately caught my eye.
At the same time, I could faintly see her hips and buttocks below it, and her long legs clad in low-denier stockings.
On top of that, her pale white back glistened with the sweat she'd worked up struggling with the outfit...
I felt the limits of my desire expanding in an instant. If I was already like this, I wasn't sure I could stop myself from pouncing on her when she finally came out.
"Wh-what are you doing...! Just zip it up already...!"
I had been admiring Renka's back, but her prodding snapped me back to reality. I obediently zipped up the leotard.
The sound of the zipper closing was accompanied by the tightening of the fabric.
"Hngh!"
The sensation of her upper body being constricted must have felt strange, because Renka let out a short, moan-like gasp.
Finding the sound incredibly erotic, I asked.
"Is that good?"
"Y-yeah... Now close the door and back off... I'll come out in thirty seconds..."
"Do we really have to do all that?"
"Yes, we do...! I'm so embarrassed I could die, okay...? So just get lost...!"
I meekly agreed. As soon as the door slammed shut, I moved away from the changing room.
A short while later...
Creeeak...
The changing room door slowly opened, and Renka cautiously revealed herself, her hands covering her upper chest.
The cufflinks on her wrists, the bunny ears and ribbon on her head...
And the glossy leotard and stockings, and finally, the extremely high heels...
Wearing the entire outfit and all the accessories I had prepared, there was no other way to describe her than truly beautiful, and unbelievably sexy.
"Q-quickly... just tell me the pose..."
Even telling me to order a pose while looking at the ground with a face full of humiliation...
I couldn't be more satisfied. Couldn't I die right now with no regrets?
As I stared blankly at Renka with that thought...
Jingle-!
"Eek!"
Startled by the sound from the bell on her choker, Renka's shoulders jumped. I swallowed hard and feigned concern for her.
"Uh... are you going to be okay? I don't think you have to do the pose..."
"Shut up...! Don't pretend to go soft on me now...! What do I have to do!? I'm going to get this over with and go home...!"
"Well... I was hoping for a bunny dance... but can you do it?"
"Wh-what...? A bunny dance...?"
She must have never imagined such a pose, because Renka's mouth fell open.
If you wear a bunny girl outfit, you obviously have to do the dance.
Did she really think I'd have her do some mundane pose like holding a serving tray with one hand?
If so, that's a little disappointing.
"Yes. A bunny dance."
"You're... trash. The kind of trash that can never be recycled... you know that?"
I nodded at her as she cursed me with a half-resigned look in her eyes.
"Well... yeah. I admit it."
"....."
"Shall we begin?"
Renka's arms slowly lifted from her chest and came to rest near her temples.
At the same time, her hips pushed back, and her thighs turned slightly inward.
She even added moves I hadn't asked for, exuding pure sex appeal.
She just couldn't bring herself to meet my eyes. With her gaze fixed slightly downward, trapped in her own sense of shame, she bit her lower lip hard.
The moment I saw that, the feelings I'd been weighing between reason and instinct exploded.
"One... two... three... four... Th-that's it..."
As she muttered, counting the seconds rapidly, I strode toward her.
"Wh-what...? I told you to stay back..."
Intimidated by my serious expression as I approached, she started to back away. In that instant, I pulled her into a tight hug.
"Hyaah!?"