Chapter 327: Renka's Ordeal #2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 327: Renka's Ordeal #2
Thwack.
"Eek!"
The moment we were inside, I gave her bottom a light smack. Renka jumped in surprise, then shot me a glare.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Her tone grew even stiffer.
At this rate, she'd act like a robot in bed, too.
"Could you maybe do something about that way of speaking? It sounds awkward," I said.
"Hm... H-hm...! H-h-hm...!!"
Renka, who seemed to realize how strange she sounded, cleared her throat several times. She brought a fist to her lips, humming and hawing for a moment before taking a deep breath and finally speaking.
"I asked what you think you're doing."
It was still a little awkward, but a significant improvement.
I nodded in satisfaction and held out a piece of candy to her. She couldn't even meet my eyes properly.
"Have some."
"You eat it."
"You're telling me to eat it?"
"You... eat it."
It was funny how she reverted to that robotic tone the second she was at a disadvantage.
What was going through her head right now?
I bet it was a mess in there, like a piece of modern art. I genuinely wanted to take a peek inside.
"Don't be like that, just have it. I brought this for you, Captain. Why are you ignoring my gesture?"
"....."
Pouting and mumbling, Renka reluctantly parted her plump lips.
I popped only the candy inside, then patted her on the back as if to say, "Good girl."
"Don't. Touch. Me... you bastard...!"
She raised a hand as if to strike me, then started nagging like a child throwing a tantrum.
My dear Renka... what am I going to do with you when you're this cute?
She wasn't the least bit threatening.
"Now, shall we talk about your punishment?"
My voice dropped slightly, and Renka's entire body flinched.
"Wh-what punishment do I have to receive? There's no reason for that...!"
And now she was speaking normally again.
Does she revert to her usual self when things get truly serious? How interesting.
"What do you mean there's no reason? You've been deceiving me all this time. And you know what's really amazing?"
"What is it...!"
"The way you acted as if you already knew my AniShare nickname was MK."
"Wh-what's so amazing about that!"
"To be precise, you acted as if you knew I was MK from the start. You figured it out a long time ago, didn't you?"
"....."
The cat had her tongue.
Proof that I'd hit the mark.
Seeing her darting her eyes back and forth, so fragile and unable to do anything, made me want to pull her into a tight hug.
"When did you find out?"
"I-I didn't know."
"You should have answered that way the moment I asked. You think I'll believe you if you say you don't know now?"
"I... I'm not sure what you're talking about. So you were MK. Hmm."
"Then why didn't you ask if I was Matsuda when I sent you a message as MK yesterday?"
"That's... I figured it out from the content of your message."
"The part that said, 'Hey, Captain'?"
"Right."
"I see. I'll let this one slide."
"What's there to let slide? I have nothing to hide."
Nothing to hide, my ass... To me, she looked like a sinner guilty of dozens of grave crimes.
"Let's say that's true. I told you clearly, didn't I? That if Ino-chan turned out to be you, I'd give you a very severe punishment."
"I don't... remember."
She definitely remembers. Good girl, my Renka.
I gave her a long, hard look as she tried to play innocent with a completely flustered expression.
"Do you want to receive your punishment knowing what it is? Or not knowing?"
"Wh-what are you talking about?"
"The punishment."
"I'm not doing it."
"Then we'll go with not knowing."
"I said I'm not doing it...? Are your ears clogged...?"
"If you take this punishment well, I'll refrain from talking about Ino-chan from now on. It's a good deal, right?"
At that, Renka's lips pressed into a thin line.
The mention of Ino-chan in the deal seemed to tempt her. She must really want to keep it a secret.
Especially now that she'd been caught.
I suppose it makes sense. She, who hid her fandom activities in public, must have let out all her inner nerd on AniShare. The thought that I'd seen the posts she wrote while nerding out like that must be incredibly embarrassing.
"....."
Renka rolled the candy around in her mouth, deep in thought.
It seemed like she was trying to gauge the severity of the punishment.
I waited for her in silence. After a moment, making a small clattering sound as she moved the candy, she asked cautiously.
"What... is it?"
"Well... it's similar to that time I asked you for a wish."
"Ah... that kind of thing...?"
"Yep."
In truth, it wasn't similar at all.
In terms of intensity, they were as different as heaven and earth.
The only reason I said that was because the situations were similar.
That way, it wasn't technically a lie, right?
"I'll... I'll think about it."
Renka must have known, at least vaguely.
That the intensity would be on a completely different level than last time.
"Think about it? You're going to think about it?"
"Wh-what! Of course, this has to be consensual, so we need to negotiate...!"
That was her last shred of pride.
A mental victory, a declaration that she wouldn't obediently accept the punishment, that she would do it of her own will, not because I pushed her into it... something like that.
"Alright. I understand."
"Can I go...?"
"Yes."
The moment my permission was granted, she turned to leave.
As she reached for the doorknob, I tossed a playful remark at her back.
"I enjoyed reading the reviews you wrote, Captain."
"Ah! Hek!"
Renka let out a strange sound and shuddered.
So that's one way to express embarrassment. It was funny and endearing.
Click!
I watched the door close, a little forcefully but not enough to cross a line, and thought it was about time to prepare the tail plug.
If I just shoved it at her out of the blue, she'd obviously resist fiercely...
Maybe I should have her wear the outfit I have in mind first, to lower the intensity a bit?
Whatever it is, it's been a while since Renka and I had some spanking play, and my hands are getting itchy. I'll have to do something this weekend.
If I can do both, even better.
* * *
"Senpai!"
The next day.
Hiyori called out to me as I was quietly trying to enter the school building.
I turned around to see her approaching with a vibrant expression.
"What."
"You should've come over when you saw me. Why are you just standing there?"
"It's only natural for the person who called to be the one to approach."
"Is that how it works?"
"That's how it is. Are you keeping a good watch?"
I was talking about Nishida, who had caused trouble before.
Hiyori nodded.
"Yeah. But why do you care about them, Senpai? You're not even on the student council."
Why? Because if those guys cause trouble again, the student council will find out, and I don't want Miyuki, who's already busy, to get even busier. So I'm trying to handle it myself.
I swallowed the words, "...and to create an excuse to interact with you," and answered.
"I care because I saw what happened. You got any of that Suichu stuff on you?"
"Nope."
"Hey, Mitsushima."
I waved a hand at Miho, who was leisurely following behind. She bowed her head in response.
If only Hiyori were half... no, a quarter as much like Miho, things would be great...
Would the Renka-style education method work on her? Absolutely not. It would just make her more rebellious.
"Asahina! Mitsushima! Are you just getting here?"
A student approached the two in front of me, greeting them cheerfully.
He glanced me up and down before flinching. He looked like one of Hiyori's classmates who had been in the classroom when I told Nishida off.
I gave a half-hearted wave to Hiyori and Miho, who were greeting their classmate.
"You guys do your thing. I'm leaving."
Then, before Hiyori could say anything, I turned and walked away.
I hated it when my surroundings got noisy.
And I didn't like watching the already high-tension, talkative Hiyori make me stand there while she chatted with someone else.
After changing into my indoor shoes, I entered the classroom and ambled over to my seat.
Tetsuya had his head down on his desk, watching something.
I could faintly hear what sounded like cheering coming from his earphones. He was probably watching a sports video.
It was none of my business, so I set up Miyuki's books on her empty desk.
The Vice President, who had been chatting with Bread Girl in the front seat, turned her head and gave me a meaningful smile.
"Getting things ready so Miyuki can jump right into class when she gets here?"
"Yeah."
"You're so sweet. It really doesn't suit you."
Hmm. She must have gotten a lot more comfortable with me lately.
To think she'd make a joke like that.
For some reason, she'd braided her hair into pigtails today. I wondered if she'd still be talking like that if I used them as handles.
"You think so? Your hair looks good."
"Thanks."
After a brief nod to Bread Girl, I took out my phone under the desk and sent a message to Renka.
Using the AniShare app, of course.
[What are you doing?]
A reply arrived shortly after.
[Die.]
I could picture Renka's face turning red the moment she saw my message.
She might be a nervous wreck now, but she'll get used to it eventually.
With that thought, I moved my fingers.
[Have you thought it over? Keep one day free this weekend. Friday is fine too.]
[Fuck you. I'm not free then.]
[I know you have plenty of time.]
[Don't be ridiculous. How would you know?]
[There aren't any doujin events or anything then.]
[Shut up. Die. Please just die.]
It was hilarious how she started spewing curses the moment I brought up something related to subculture.
[I can't wait for the weekend. You feel the same way, right, Captain?]
[ㅗㅗ]
[Why do you keep cursing at me?]
There was no read receipt, and no reply.
Class hadn't even started yet... Did she block me? Probably.
It's not like it's vacation, so we can see each other during break, lunch, and club activities...
It was cute how she was defying me, her immediate embarrassment outweighing her fear of retaliation.
I seriously considered going to her classroom during this free time, but then shook my head.
With things like this, it's better not to say anything right away. I'll pay her back in full, with interest, at the hotel.
That would be more exciting for Renka, too, right? I'm sure of it.