Chapter 357: A Surprise Event
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 357: A Surprise Event
After spending the whole weekend with her chattering away, even the noisy club room, with members stomping their feet and shouting, felt quiet.
Should I call it strangely comfortable? Or a little disappointing?
Holding onto that ambiguous feeling, I picked up my phone in the drying room, where the only sound was the hum of the dryer.
I was searching for how to properly insert an anal plug and reading about it carefully when—
“...What are you doing?”
A chilly voice came from behind me.
I flinched and turned my head to see Renka holding a laundry basket.
When did she get here? The door should have been closed... I didn't hear it open, nor did I sense her presence until she was this close.
I guess I was that focused.
“Why are you here?”
“Chinami asked me to put this next to the washing machine... But that's not the point. I'm asking what you're doing...!”
Renka's face was a mask of disgust.
It seemed she'd seen the browser window I had open over my shoulder.
I placed my phone on the table in the corner of the drying room and shrugged.
“Just killing time until the dryer finishes.”
“That's not the issue...! I'm asking why you're looking at that...!”
“What was I looking at?”
“That... weird thing...! For the butt... that...!”
Renka was really something else.
To think that even after everything we've done, she couldn't even say the words 'anal plug'... no, she couldn't even bring herself to say the word 'plug'.
Of course, that was one of Renka's charms.
“A plug?”
“Yes...! Why are you looking at it...!? Don't tell me you're planning on using it on me...?”
“I am. I told you before, didn't I?”
“Don't be ridiculous! You're really going to do it!?”
Renka shrieked.
She looked completely dumbfounded by my honest answer.
Wasn't she worried the club members outside would hear her? It seemed that fear had been completely blown away by her panic over the plug.
“You're being loud.”
“Shut up!”
“I won't do it if you don't want me to, so calm down.”
“...Really?”
“Yeah.”
“E-Even so, why were you looking at something like that in the first place...”
Her momentum died down in an instant.
Chuckling at that, I took the basket from her hands and went into the separate laundry room to set it down.
Then, as Renka hesitantly followed me, I took her wrist, more gently than usual.
“What are you...”
Her face, flushed bright red, was pulled helplessly toward me.
Our Renka is still so easy to read, I thought fondly. With my other hand, I neatly brushed her bangs aside and gently revealed my true intentions.
“But can't we just try it once?”
At that, Renka's expression immediately turned icy.
“A-Are you completely insane...?! Hey...! Am I your property!?”
“Property? I'm asking for your consent.”
“No! I said no...!!”
“I won't put it in, I'll just touch the area around it. If you don't like it, tell me right away.”
“The... the area around it...!? Ah...”
It wasn't an explicit explanation, but it must have sounded all the more lewd and vulgar to Renka's ears. Her body swayed dramatically.
As if her mind had gone blank, she squeezed her eyes shut. Staggering, with her wrist still in my grasp, she gritted her teeth.
“Are you really crazy...? Do you think I'd ever agree to something like that...?”
“I'm trying to persuade you while holding onto that hope.”
“What you're doing isn't persuasion, it's coercion!”
“That's not my intention at all.”
“Then what's with this hand gripping me so tightly!?”
“I'm holding it because I like it.”
“Ugh...! Don't be ridiculous...!”
“I wasn't joking.”
“And stop being so slick...!”
“I'm not.”
“...A-Anyway, no! I won't do it even if I die, so don't get your hopes up...!”
Renka's will was quite strong.
The butt is supposed to be the classic weak spot for a rebellious female knight, so it's a bit disappointing that Renka's isn't.
In that case, maybe I'll just casually move my hand toward her butt while we're doing it normally.
I could say I'm giving her a massage... There are plenty of ways.
“Really not okay? Just once.”
“No, you piece of trash.”
“Really? Alright.”
Was she suspicious of me for backing down so easily after being so pushy?
Renka's eyes narrowed.
I nonchalantly ignored her blatant suspicion and asked.
“What did you do with your master over the weekend?”
“...We just... hung out.”
“I mean, what did you do?”
“We did this and that.”
“I want the details. What am I supposed to do with an answer like that? Are you messing with me?”
“I tried acting dense like you. Annoying, isn't it? So...”
Smack—!
“Hyak!?”
She, who had been acting prickly, flinched as my hand smacked her thigh.
I missed that reaction. It was such a shame I couldn't see her over the weekend. I'll have to torment Renka all week and squeeze every last drop of sincerity out of her.
I gave a smirk to Renka, who was glaring at me with a humiliated expression, and fumbled around the top shelf of the laundry room, grabbing a small wrapper.
It was the blueberry candy I always gave Renka.
“I-I'm not eating it...!”
Seeing it, she immediately put up a refusal that held no real conviction. I moved closer and said.
“Say 'ah'.”
“.....”
“Come on.”
Just like always, Renka reluctantly opened her mouth only after I prompted her a second time.
I love how she's always the same. Please don't change, even when I touch your weak spot.
Swallowing those words, I slowly placed the candy in Renka's mouth.
* * *
After fooling around with Chinami, I finished up with club activities and was heading to the parking lot.
“Matsuda-kun!”
Just then, Miyuki, who seemed to have finished her student council duties, came out of the school building. I saw her spot me and wave with a bright expression.
As I ambled toward her, she quickened her pace to meet me and said.
“How were club activities?”
“Same as always. Did you just finish up too?”
“Yeah. Let's hurry home and play that game. Help me build my house.”
She was talking about the console game we hadn't played for the past few days.
We were going to play yesterday, but Miyuki's libido exploded, so we couldn't. We'll have to play late tonight.
“Alright.”
And so, Miyuki and I were walking to the parking lot, so close our shoulders were practically touching, when Hiyori and Miho emerged from one of the buildings.
It looked like they had just finished their club activities as well.
Hiyori was crossing the school grounds, chattering away with Miho, a look of relief on her face.
The distance wasn't that great, and there weren't many students around, so it was only natural that she would spot me.
“Oh!? Matsuken... senpai!”
She was about to speak informally but then saw Miyuki and tacked on 'senpai'... I don't know whether to call that tactful or just plain foxy.
“Matsuken...?”
Hearing the nickname Hiyori used for me, Miyuki tilted her head and looked up at me.
Taking her look as a request for an explanation, I answered.
“That's just what she calls me.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Once you get a little closer to her, she'll probably start calling you by your full name, just like you do with me.”
“Like Hanami?”
“Probably.”
While Miyuki and I were talking, Hiyori and Miho approached and bowed their heads.
“Hello, Hanazawa-senpai.”
“Hello.”
An energetic greeting from Hiyori and a placid one from Miho.
Miyuki returned their greeting with a gentle smile.
“Hi.”
Coming face-to-face with Miyuki, Hiyori gave an awkward smile as if something was bothering her, but her expression quickly turned nonchalant when their eyes met.
She must have remembered the time she ran away when Miyuki was guarding the school gate... Seeing it from my perspective, knowing all the circumstances, it's kind of funny.
“I'm wearing my skirt properly, right?”
Hiyori asked confidently, noticing Miyuki checking her skirt.
Miyuki slowly nodded and replied.
“You are.”
“Are you heading home now?”
“Yeah. You two?”
“We're heading home too.”
Hiyori, who loves to hang out, is going straight home after school? That's strange. Why? Is she on her period?
As I was seriously pondering Hiyori's motives, she turned her gaze to me and made a surprisingly bold request.
“You said you're going home, right? Then, would it be okay if you gave us a ride to the subway station?”
“Huh? The subway station?”
“Yep. Just to the transfer station. It's a five-minute drive.”
That wasn't the problem.
I could give them a ride not just to the station, but all the way home.
But Miyuki was with me.
The distance between Hiyori and Miyuki hadn't closed as much as the distance between Hiyori and me.
Besides, she seemed a little puzzled by the 'Matsuken' nickname just now, which made me a bit nervous.
I glanced at Miyuki, and her expression was surprisingly fine.
Is she leaving the decision to me since it's my car? Or maybe she thinks giving a ride to an underclassman she knows isn't that big of a deal...
For now, it seemed I didn't need to be too worried.
This was a mountain I had to climb for the sake of the harem anyway.
No, it was more like a basic hill. If I avoided even this, I might never be able to marry all four of them.
“Hiyori...! That's rude...”
I glanced at Miho scolding Hiyori, then readily nodded.
“I'll give you a ride.”
At that, Hiyori clapped her hands excitedly and, along with Miho, thanked me.
Hiyori is sharp.
She must have already guessed the relationship between Miyuki and me.
Asking for a ride only to the station five minutes away was probably part of that.
So she probably wouldn't mention the time we went on a date, just the two of us, or that I bought her a keyring.
Holding onto that hope, I told Hiyori and Miho to follow and started walking again.
Squeeze.
I felt a warm sensation in my hand and glanced down.
Miyuki was holding my hand, her fingers interlocked with mine.
Was she doing this for Hiyori and Miho to see?
Contextually, that seemed to be the reason... If she felt even a little bit insecure, she'd probably talk to me about it after we drop them off, right?
Anyway, for a sudden event like this to pop up, I wonder if today's a special day or something.
I made a hefty offering yesterday, so God probably won't hit me with any major penalties, right?
Let's just trust that's the case and go.