Chapter 261: The Return of the Peach Otaku
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 261: The Return of the Peach Otaku
“W-Why do I have to wear this...!”
“You don’t want to?”
“Of course I don’t want to! The design is literally a dog collar... What the hell... Do you even see me as a person!?”
I expected she’d put up a fight.
I never planned on putting it on her neck right away, anyway.
My plan was to lower the intensity here, as if I were doing her a favor.
“Hmph.”
Renka flinched when I let out a displeased sound.
But that was only for a moment. Biting her lower lip, she steeled her resolve and her expression turned fierce once more.
“N-No way in hell...! As a human being...”
“Are you sure you can’t?”
“Of course...!”
“Then how about wearing it on your wrist?”
“My wrist...?”
“Yes. Your wrist is fine, isn’t it? It’ll look like a fashion accessory.”
“...I don’t like that either... The design is too plain, to begin with...”
A dog collar is plain?
In that case, I’ll have to prepare a choker with a bell on it next time.
Still, I almost burst out laughing seeing her fierce demeanor crumble the moment I suggested her wrist instead of her neck, after she acted like she’d fight to the death.
“You’re still wearing it. This is a punishment, and I’m already cutting you a lot of slack by letting you wear it on your wrist.”
“I-I don’t think I did anything to deserve punishment in the first place...”
“What kind of master lets a slave who defied him off with just a verbal warning?”
“In manga and stuff, there are plenty of masters like that... Ah, not that I’m admitting I’m a slave... I’m just saying...”
“So, you’re refusing?”
“Yes, I refuse. I have no obligation to wear that... Hh!?”
Renka, who had been rattling on, sucked in a sharp breath and took a step back.
It was because I had strode right up to her face.
She still hasn’t gotten used to me being so aggressive.
So typical of Renka—prickly on the outside, but unbelievably soft on the inside.
I grinned at Renka, who was glaring at me, and placed a hand on her waist.
Then, I began to gently stroke her hips as she jumped in surprise.
“G-Get your hands off me...!”
“The club captain isn’t in a position to give me orders, is she?”
“What are you talking about...! I’m your senior, and the captain of the Kendo Club...!”
“I am the club captain’s master.”
“No, you’re not...!”
“Yes, I am.”
“I said you’re not...! And if you call yourself my master one more time... Ah...!”
Renka flinched as my hand, which had somehow found its way to her buttocks, began to grope her.
Taking advantage of the pause in her words, I fastened the choker around her wrist.
“Hey...! Hey...!!”
She was shouting angrily, but she just stood there and watched as I adjusted the choker’s length.
It seemed she was less repulsed by it than she’d imagined now that it was actually on.
From her expression, it seemed some lewd feelings were starting to bloom as well.
As I thought, our Renka is a natural-born slave.
“Wear it like this. It just looks like a regular bracelet, right?”
“...N-Not at all...”
“It does look like a fashion accessory, though.”
“It’s too simple...”
“I’ll bring a flashier one next time.”
“Th-That’s not what I meant...”
“I’ll be satisfied with this for today. Now, here’s your candy for today.”
I unwrapped the candy I had prepared and held it out. Renka, a blush on her cheeks, glanced at me sideways before opening her mouth.
Compared to the first time, she was acting like a gentle lamb.
A satisfied smile on my face, I placed the candy in Renka’s mouth, and slid my finger in along with it.
“Oop...!”
Renka’s eyes turned incredibly menacing as she accepted my thick thumb for the first time in a while.
She looked like she was about to clamp down with her teeth and bite my finger off.
With one arm wrapped around her waist, I spoke softly.
“Good girl. Well done.”
At that, Renka’s eyebrows drooped.
“Wha...!”
She’s pretty, trying to argue with my finger still in her mouth.
Today’s training session is going splendidly.
With that thought, I moved my thumb inside her mouth, tracing her bottom teeth two or three times before pulling it out.
Then, just as I’d shown her before, I took the finger that had been in her mouth and put it in my own, sucking on it.
“...Hh...!”
Watching that incredibly provocative scene, Renka’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily.
Her legs were trembling slightly, so it seemed she was a little turned on, too.
Feeling a long, hot breath escape from Renka’s slightly parted lips, I raised one corner of my mouth and smoothed down the stray hairs sticking out around her face.
“I’ll give you another one at lunch. And one after dinner, too.”
“D-Dinner... just Chinami and I were planning to eat...”
“There you go again. Are you going to disappoint me?”
“.....”
“Then let’s do this. If you call me ‘Master’ until we get off work today, I’ll let it slide.”
“What...!? What kind of crazy...”
“I’ll make an exception for when customers are around. I’m already compromising a lot.”
“How is this a compromise...! This is just forcing me...!”
“But I wanted to eat with Nanase-senpai, too. Isn’t it a compromise for me to let that go when I could just persuade her and join you?”
“Th-That’s sophistry... I can’t do it...”
“Then the three of us can just eat together.”
As I casually showed my intent to join them for dinner, a curse immediately burst from Renka’s lips.
“You... you son of a bitch...”
“I’ll take that as a yes, shall I?”
“Shut up...!”
“Alright. Then we’ll do that... You don’t have to use polite speech. Just get the title right.”
“.....”
Renka clenched her fists, her whole body trembling as if in humiliation.
I gave the trembling Renka a surprise kiss on the forehead, then left her standing there in a daze as I walked out of the changing room.
* * *
Tap, tap.
A light touch on my shoulder.
Realizing it was Renka’s finger, I laughed to myself.
She doesn’t want to call me ‘Master,’ so she’s poking me instead. It’s so obvious.
“Ahem...”
Now she’s even clearing her throat to get my attention since I’m not responding.
She keeps doing these cute things, it makes me want to jump her right now.
Considering my first impression of Renka, this change was so drastic you could call it a sign of the times.
Forcibly suppressing the corners of my mouth from twitching into a grin, I stopped refilling the cup holders and plastic lids at the counter and turned around.
“What is it?”
“Um... I have to tell the boss to order new cups today, so move aside so I can check...”
“I’ll check.”
“...Okay, then... Ah, and... how many straws are there?”
“Isn’t there something you should say before asking?”
“Say what...?”
“The title, ‘Master.’”
“D-Do I really have to...”
“Say it.”
“.....”
Renka’s attitude was full of hesitation.
It wasn’t her first time, yet she was dragging her feet.
It seemed she’d decided that saying it now that we’d had a physical relationship would make her feel it differently.
Like she was truly being subjugated, or perhaps admitting to herself that she was a slave...
It was a thought that Renka, with her wild imagination, was perfectly capable of having.
“Hurry up.”
As I urged her on with a stern expression, Renka fluttered her long eyelashes, glancing at me nervously before finally opening her mouth with a look of resignation.
“...Ma...”
Just then, the cafe’s automatic door slid open, and a voice dripping with cuteness rang out.
“Ahem. Is anyone here?”
At that, Renka’s head and mine snapped toward the door in perfect sync.
There stood Chinami, looking around the cafe with a face full of curiosity.
Her large, sparkling pink eyes slowly scanned the room before landing on the counter.
Just as she spotted us and was about to flash her signature bright smile,
“Chinami!!”
Renka suddenly shouted Chinami’s name and ran toward her.
“Ah! Friend! Have you been...”
She cut off Chinami’s greeting by pulling her into a tight hug.
“Mmph!?”
A bewildered sound escaped from Chinami, whose face was now buried in Renka’s chest.
Oblivious to Chinami’s surprise, Renka hugged her with all her might and said in a tone full of longing.
“I missed you...!”
She was reacting like it was a long-lost family reunion.
It was a good thing there were no customers. We might have gotten a complaint otherwise.
Chinami, her head completely buried in Renka’s chest, moved her arms to pat Renka on the back.
It was an adorable and heartwarming sight. It brought a fatherly smile to my face.
Renka held her like that for a while, only letting go when Chinami said she couldn’t breathe and asked to be released.
Fanning her face with her hand, Chinami spoke like a wise old soul.
“Phew...! What a passionate welcome. It’s the middle of winter, but I’m feeling hot all of a sudden.”
Renka gave an embarrassed smile and apologized.
“Sorry... Have you been well?”
“Of course. Though my grandmother gave me so much food that I think I’ve gained a little weight.”
“You don’t look like you’ve gained any weight at all, so don’t worry.”
“That’s a relief. So this is the cafe where you and my junior are working. I like the interior design.”
“You do? But the only peach-related item is the iced tea...”
“That is a bit of a shame. By the way, where might my junior be?”
I could see Chinami’s head peeking out from behind Renka’s side.
At the same time, her eyes met mine as I stood at the counter.
Seeing Chinami flash a smile so bright it seemed to light up the room and start walking over, I came out from behind the counter and headed for the back door.
Then, I gestured for her, who was looking bewildered, to come over.
“Hmm? What are you up to?”
Tilting her head, Chinami trotted over and stood before me without a hint of suspicion.
The first thing I did after bending my knees to meet her gaze was,
“Mmph!?”
To squish Chinami’s cheeks with both hands.
“Wha awe you doin...!”
Ahh... How I’ve longed to touch these mochi-like cheeks.
I already feel my heart growing warm.
Gently squeezing Chinami’s cheeks, which were flushed a rosy pink from the cold, I asked her how she was.
“Have you been well? Any trouble getting here?”
“Yesh...”
That’s enough of a greeting.
I need to get out of here quickly and ravage Chinami’s lips and plump butt.
Burning with that desire, I straightened my knees, took Chinami’s hand, and pulled open the back door.