Chapter 243: Caressing a Slave
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 243: Caressing a Slave
“...You’re not telling me to go anywhere today...?”
It was after work, in the car on the way to Renka’s house.
Renka had been glancing between the window and the rearview mirror when she spoke up. I turned my head and asked back.
“I’m trying to give you a break. Why?”
“N-No... I was just saying I wish every day could be as quiet as today.”
“Are you going to keep saying things that hurt my feelings?”
“Whether your feelings are hurt or not is none of my business.”
I didn’t argue, just kept driving in silence. Renka, perhaps feeling a bit awkward, continued the conversation.
“By the way, did you finish that book you bought the other day?”
“What? How a Princess-Turned-Slave Survives?”
“Yeah... that one.”
“I haven’t finished it yet. Why? You want to borrow it as soon as I’m done?”
“You don’t have to. I was just asking.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t get the wrong idea.”
“I won’t.”
“.....”
Renka looked like she wanted to say more, but she closed her mouth.
My one-word answers clearly displeased her, but she couldn’t really complain, since she always did the same thing.
Right now, her mind was probably running wild with all sorts of assumptions.
Is he annoyed because I keep nagging him?
Now that we’ve kissed, is he already bored of me?
Her head must be swimming with thoughts about our relationship.
Or maybe not. Who cares.
Deciding not to overthink it, I pulled the car over in a secluded corner once we entered her neighborhood.
Seeing the car stop a good distance away from her house, which wasn't even in sight, she asked with a puzzled expression.
“What...? You want me to get out here?”
“No.”
“Then why did you stop?”
“I thought we could talk for a bit before we go. I can’t park for long in front of your place, so I stopped here.”
“Talk...?”
“Yes. Talk, and do a little something else.”
“S-Something else...?”
Renka’s eyes trembled as if the world was shaking.
Was I imagining things, or did I just hear her gulp?
I gave her a smirk as she tensed up, then took the first step in her training.
“Wear a skirt tomorrow.”
“Wh-What...? A skirt?”
“Yes, a skirt.”
“Are you insane...?”
“I want to see you in one.”
“Don’t cross the line...! Why should I let you control my outfits?”
“You don’t want to?”
“I’d rather die...!”
I had expected her to react that way. I unbuckled my seatbelt and immediately climbed over to her side.
The good thing about a big car is that the spacious interior makes it easy to move around.
Of course, crossing from the driver’s seat to the passenger’s seat wasn’t exactly comfortable, but it was relatively easier than in other cars.
Plus, the seats themselves were large, so when I got over, I could plant my hands on either side of the backrest she was leaning against.
“Hey!! What do you think you’re doing!!”
Ignoring Renka’s shout, I positioned myself above her and skillfully reached for the seat adjuster, reclining it all the way back.
Renka’s body slowly tilted backward with the seat.
By then, I was ready.
With one knee on the edge of the seat and my arms braced over her shoulders, all I had to do was lean my upper body down to start something intense with her.
It was a bit uncomfortable, but what did that matter?
As long as I could have some quality time with Renka, it was fine.
Though she probably wouldn’t agree.
I looked down at her with a deep gaze, then raised my knee slightly as I pressed my demand.
“Wear the skirt.”
“I told you no...!”
Swoosh.
At her firm refusal, my knee brushed past her calf and touched the underside of her thigh.
Renka’s pupils dilated as she felt the contact.
“Hey...! Hey...!!”
“The skirt.”
“No...! I said no...!?”
“The skirt.”
My leg was now so high it was almost touching her crotch. Renka flinched, a troubled look on her face.
She’d figured it out. The more she refused, the more intense things would get between us.
Did she realize she couldn’t let this go on any longer?
Renka tried to say the safe word.
“Ru— Mmph!”
But I had anticipated her move and pressed my lips against hers. She let out a cute gasp that reminded me of Chinami, unable to finish her sentence.
My tongue was already inside her mouth.
Unlike last time, her teeth parted with surprising ease, and the tip of my tongue slipped through.
Tasting the strong mint of her toothpaste, I deliberately exhaled a long breath through my nose, tickling her skin as our tongues began to tangle.
“Ugh...!!”
Renka squeezed her eyes shut and accepted my tongue, but she was pulling my hair with all her might.
She remembered that I’d told her to grab my hair when we were discussing a safe action.
But that conversation had ended inconclusively, and we hadn’t decided on one yet, so I ravaged her mouth without hesitation.
Not that I would have listened even if there was a safe action.
After a brief, intense kiss, I pulled my face away to look at her.
“Hah... hah...”
Her face was flushed, her breathing ragged, and her lips glistened with saliva.
It was an incredibly obscene sight. She was oozing sex appeal.
I gently wiped her lips with my thumb and said again.
“Wear the skirt.”
“N-No... I... A-Alright...! I’ll wear it! I’ll wear it, okay...?!”
The moment she started to refuse, I leaned in for another kiss, and she hastily stopped me, giving in to my demand.
A satisfied smile spread across my face. I buried my face in her neck and took a deep breath.
“Hnngh...!!”
Renka, now aroused, tensed up, her head pulling back as her body shivered.
I finished our physical contact by pressing my lips to her neck, where the fine hairs seemed to be standing on end, and giving it a soft suck. Then, I gently caressed the cheek of the dazed woman.
“Wear a short one.”
“....That’s too much... Besides, I don’t even have any short skirts...”
“I know you do.”
“I-It’s uncomfortable to walk in...”
“I’ll be driving you anyway, and you don’t have to leave the counter during your shift.”
“.....”
“Then it’s decided.”
“You piece of trash...”
“I know.”
I grinned, showing my teeth, then raised the seat back up and returned to the driver’s side.
As Renka straightened her clothes, I tried to place my hand on her thigh, but she slapped the back of my hand with a sharp smack! I clicked my tongue, disappointed.
I can just touch it tomorrow.
With that thought, I nodded at Renka’s urging to get a move on.
* * *
When I got home and finished my shower, a message from Run Ino-chan was waiting for me on the AniShare app.
[User MK, what are you up to?]
So she’s planning her petty revenge for today, too.
Might as well play along.
[Thinking about a girl.]
[( ¯⌓¯)]
[What.]
[No. I was just dumbfounded by a thought so fitting for a piece of trash that's beyond recycling. You're a real son of a bitch.]
[Do I deserve to be cursed out just for thinking about a girl?]
[Because it's obvious a pervert like you would be having perverted thoughts.]
[How would you know that?]
[With people like you, it's obvious at a glance.]
[You're so prejudiced.]
[¯\\_(⊙︿⊙)_/¯ So what?]
That emoticon was slightly annoying.
I wanted to say something back, but if I reacted, Renka would just keep using it, right?
I’ll let it slide for now and educate her in person tomorrow.
Instead, I’ll give her a little hint.
She’s already practically certain that I’m User MK anyway...
A message like this should make her squirm.
[Your tone is a bit nasty. You kind of remind me of someone I know...]
As expected, the messages from Ino-chan, which had been coming instantly, stopped.
Her heart must be pounding from my cryptic message, right?
I could practically see her worrying that I might connect this to her past attempts to find out my last name and where I lived.
[Someone you know? Who?]
The reply came after about a minute of waiting.
She must be worried about her identity being exposed, but it seems her curiosity about what I’m thinking won out.
I’ll just be vague here.
[None of your business. I don't have time to waste talking to you, Ino-chan, so let's stop messaging.]
[Are you mad?]
[No.]
[You're mad, lol.]
[Are you laughing at me right now?]
How cheeky... Isn’t her karma piling up a little too fast?
Before Renka could reply, I quickly called her.
The phone barely rang twice before I heard her voice.
-H-Hello...?
Her voice was noticeably flustered.
Suddenly, Renka felt incredibly cute.
Chuckling to myself, I asked.
“What are you doing?”
-Me...? I just ate and was about to watch TV...?
Was she on speakerphone? Her voice echoed slightly.
Bzzzt-!
Just as I had that thought, my phone vibrated.
I checked it and saw a message from Ino-chan: [You're so petty.]
She was quickly sending a message in the middle of our call to assert that she and Ino-chan were not the same person.
She’s doing a decent job. Good multitasking skills.
Her acting was still terrible, though.
-Why did you call...?
At Renka’s stiff, robotic tone, I suppressed a laugh and answered.
“It’s nothing important. I just called to make sure you keep your promise tomorrow.”
-I remember...
“Then that’s all that matters.”
Bzzzt-!
[Why aren't you replying?]
Another message.
She must be struggling, gritting her teeth to talk to me on the phone while simultaneously sending messages.
If I kept talking to her, I felt like I would burst out laughing. I barely managed to compose myself, exchanged a few more words with her, and then hung up.
I considered replying to Ino-chan but decided against it.
Renka would probably think I was ignoring her messages because I was angry.
I wonder if her ego will get inflated, drunk on the feeling of victory.
Even though it’ll all come crashing down tomorrow anyway.