Chapter 349: An Unexpected Chase #2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 349: An Unexpected Chase #2
“Ah, Senpai...! Let go of me...! My gym uniform is choking me, it hurts, you know? Are you going to take responsibility if it leaves a scar?”
“I’ll loosen it a bit. This doesn’t hurt, right?”
“It doesn’t hurt, but you’re stretching out my clothes...!”
Hiyori struggled, the scruff of her neck still in my grasp.
I dragged her to a corner where no one could see us before finally letting her go.
“If you run, I’m going straight to Miyuki and telling her it was you.”
“...Tattletale.”
The way she glared at me with a pout was incredibly cute.
Suppressing the urge to kiss her right then and there, I said, “Try giving me an excuse. I might let you off.”
At that, Hiyori’s face brightened.
Did she really believe I’d forgive her?
Tapping my arm playfully, she began her ridiculous excuse with a dramatic flair.
“Well... I was originally going to take the demerit points and go in, buuut...”
“But?”
“I just happened to see a little hole big enough for one person to get through...! And you know me, I can’t resist that kind of thing...”
I get it.
When you see a hole, it’s only right to stick something in it. Whether it’s your body, or something else.
“An opportunity to avoid demerit points presented itself. It’d be foolish not to take it, right?”
I let out a dry laugh at Hiyori’s nonchalant words and pointed down at her feet.
“I don’t know... for someone who was supposedly ready to take the demerits, your shoes look a little suspicious.”
“What about them?”
“Those are running shoes. You usually wear different shoes to school.”
“You’re unnecessarily observant, aren’t you...?”
“So you admit you came here planning to run from the start?”
“Nooo...”
“Right, let’s say that’s true... but since your excuse is so flimsy, I’m going to have to...”
“Wait...!! Can’t you let me off just this once? Please? My mom said she’d cut my allowance if I get any more demerit points...”
So she causes so much trouble that her mom had to resort to such measures.
I can totally sympathize with my fourth mother-in-law.
I’ll have to comfort her heart with a good Breeding Press.
“Are you on the student council, Senpai? No, you’re not...! Don’t we have some solidarity as people who find the student council annoying?”
“What on earth makes you think I find the student council annoying? I like the student council.”
“Ah...! So you’re a student council lackey?”
“What do you mean, lackey? That word’s a bit grating, don’t you think?”
“...Sorry. I know you’re close with Hanazawa-senpai, but can’t you just let this slide...?”
“Then how about you owe me one?”
“Huh...? That sounds incredibly ominous...”
“Then we can just keep it simple and I’ll go tell Miyuki.”
“Ah, no...!”
“And stop with the informal speech.”
“Okay, I get it...! But I think owing you a favor is a little too much.”
It’s funny how she immediately switches to formal speech when she’s at a disadvantage.
“If you don’t like it, you shouldn’t have gotten caught by me.”
“Do you usually come at this time? I don’t think so... Were you lying in wait for me?”
“Why would I do that? I just overslept today. Maybe this was just fated to happen.”
“Maybe it was fated that you’d let me off?”
“Don’t say weird things...”
I was about to tease Hiyori with a triumphant look on my face, but my words trailed off.
My eyes had drifted to her dress shirt.
The area under her breasts was slightly damp with sweat from running. If I just let this go, other guys would see it.
I clicked my tongue internally, cleared my throat, and continued.
“Do you have a change of clothes?”
“Why do you ask?”
“You’re all sweaty.”
“Where? Here?”
She started to touch the area under her breasts.
Completely lacking any sense of caution, she prompted me to quickly turn my head away and scold her.
“Stop doing weird things in front of people.”
“You said I was sweaty, so I was just trying to check where.”
She’s talking nonsense. She knew exactly what I meant the moment I said it.
I’ll make sure to see if you can still act so open-minded after you’ve seen my dick.
“You’ve got a silver tongue. Anyway, you owe me, so when I call, you come.”
“Come when you call? What for?”
“Haven’t decided yet.”
“Okayyy... Can I go now?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m going to stop by the school store. Want to come?”
“If you go now, you’ll barely make it to class on time. What do you mean, the school store? Go after first period.”
“Please don’t try to oppress me.”
“Stop talking like a moody teenager and get going. On second thought, since you’ll probably try to sneak off to the store, I’d better walk you to the building.”
Hiyori flinched as if I’d hit the nail on the head.
I smirked at her honest reaction and pushed her by the back toward the school building, stopping her every time she tried to veer off toward the store.
* * *
The opportunity to collect on that debt from Hiyori came not long after, when the weekend arrived.
Miyuki had gone to meet a former classmate, and Renka and Chinami had said they were going out together.
Bored from the moment I woke up, I immediately called Hiyori.
-Hey, Matsuken.
Her voice, bright and cheerful as if she’d been up for a while, greeted me.
“You forgot the ‘senpai’.”
-Should I? Or shouldn’t I?
“Never mind. Just get ready to come out.”
-Huh? Right now?
“Yeah. Where’s your house?”
-Are you coming to pick me up?
“Uh-huh. You’re not out, are you?”
-I am, actually.
She’s already out? The same girl who was complaining about how tired she was just yesterday?
It’s the weekend, she could have slept in... Unbelievable.
“Do you have plans?”
-Nope. Not right now.
“Then what are you doing out?”
-Taking out the trash.
“Haaa...”
Did the sound of my heartfelt sigh amuse her?
I could hear her cackling through the phone.
Fine, if you’re happy, I’m happy.
You, who seems like you’d get into all sorts of trouble if left alone, I’m going to devour you in the near future.
Or maybe I’ll be the one who gets devoured.
“You don’t have any plans right now, right?”
-Nuh-uh.
“What about this afternoon?”
-I do then.
“Then let’s go see a movie.”
-Don’t I get a choice in the matter?
“Nope. You have to repay your debt.”
-Okayyy. I’ll text you my address.
As soon as we hung up, Hiyori sent me her address.
Of all the heroines, she lives the farthest from me. I’d better shower and leave right away.
I sent Hiyori a message saying I’d see her in an hour, then headed straight for the bathroom for a thorough shower.
What should I wear to really hit Hiyori’s taste?
Since it’s a hot, sunny day, a light blue shirt paired with beige pants should give off a cool vibe.
Come to think of it, I haven’t been clothes shopping in a while.
Going with just Miyuki would be nice, but it would be even better to invite Renka and Chinami and all go shopping together...
I should casually bring it up soon.
Lost in thought and filled with anticipation for our date, I arrived in Hiyori’s neighborhood. I got out of the car and looked at her house.
It had a similar feel to Miyuki’s house.
A cozy, two-story single-family home. It was the perfect size for a family of three... no, four, including Hiyori’s younger sibling.
The roof was a common silver-gray color. It looked quite old, but it was very well-maintained.
But why am I examining Hiyori’s house so closely?
She’ll be coming to my house eventually, anyway.
Her mother, Rion, too... No. Let’s stop with the bad thoughts.
I had arrived about fifteen minutes early, so I figured I’d have to wait, but after about five minutes, the front door of Hiyori’s house opened and she came out.
“Matsuken!”
Spotting me standing near my parked car, she waved one hand wildly and approached with quick steps.
Seeing the happy-go-lucky tomboy greet me so cheerfully lifted my spirits.
But her clothes... I didn’t like them.
Hiyori was wearing a casual white spaghetti strap top.
The kind that reveals everything from her collarbones to her shoulder line, and even her armpits.
The high-waisted, light-colored denim shorts that came up to her navel made her legs look even longer, which was a bonus.
The outfit suited Hiyori perfectly.
But it was too revealing.
It was nice that the square neckline of the top covered her upper chest, but the thin material made the black nude bra she was wearing underneath faintly visible.
She should have at least brought something to wear over it... This kind of promiscuous fashion is a no-go unless we’re on a date in a private place, or going somewhere like the beach.
Besides, don’t people usually wear a cardigan or a shirt over an outfit like that for everyday wear?
This was bold. Way too bold.
As she approached, her long hair swaying, I furrowed my brow and said, “Go back and get a cardigan or something.”
“Why?”
“You’re half-naked.”
“There you go again, being all conservative. It’s supposed to be hot today.”
“Go get one.”
“I said this last time, but you’re too oppre—”
“No.”
Hiyori pouted at my firm, conservative tone.
Despite that, a slight smile crept onto her lips as if she was secretly pleased, and she answered obediently.
“Okay.”
Muttering something too quiet for me to hear, Hiyori quickly darted back into her house and came out again.
Seeing the oversized shirt draped over her arm, I finally gave a satisfied nod and gestured to the car with my chin.
Hiyori hopped into the passenger seat with a little skip in her step, sniffed the air, then turned to me as I sat down in the driver’s seat and buckled up.
“Your car smells like an old man, Senpai.”
“...Seriously?”
“Nope. It just smells like plums.”
“Hey, you little shit... you got a death wish?”
“I’d rather not die. But was being called an old man really that shocking?”
“It’s not that it was shocking, it’s that you were trying to trick me.”
“Your eyes got pretty wide for someone who wasn’t shocked.”
If she’d just called me an old man, whatever, but she had to add that I smelled like one.
Anyone in their early twenties would be startled by a comment like that.
I’m not forgetting this.
“Quiet. Are there any movie genres you won’t watch?”
“Nope. But can we do something other than a movie?”
“Like what?”
“Shopping.”
I had just been thinking about clothes shopping, so it seems Hiyori read my mind.
But I’m saving shopping for an activity to foster friendship among the heroines.
You can join in later.
“Do that when you’re with your friends.”
“I’m with you now, Senpai, so we can just do it now.”
Hmm. I don’t know whether to be pleased or troubled by Hiyori’s attitude of thinking of me as a friend.
Barely resisting the temptation to stare at the smooth skin of her armpit, exposed as she put on her shirt, I said, “We’re going to the movie theater.”
“Okay. But I’m hungry.”
“Let’s grab something to eat nearby.”
“Let’s go to the conveyor belt sushi place. There’s one next to the theater.”
As expected of Hiyori, who loves to wander around, she knows the area well.
But why do I feel so tired? Maybe it’s from hearing her shrill voice since the morning.
Should I make her wear a ball gag with holes in it?
No, that’s for Renka. I should save it.
“Can you turn the AC down? My skin is sensitive, so I get cold easily. There’s a convenience store just up ahead, right? Let’s stop there to get melon milk and a Suichu.”
As I was having these thoughts, Hiyori, phone in hand, started rattling off a list of demands. I glanced at her briefly before starting the car.