Chapter 363: Shameless but Shy #2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 363: Shameless but Shy #2
The sun had completely set, leaving a dusky sky.
Beneath it, I went to the parking lot with Hiyori, got in the car, and started the engine.
Hiyori, in the passenger seat, placed a black plastic bag under her seat.
It was the bag containing the clothes she had worn today.
“These are so uncomfortable, I have to keep pulling them up.”
She grumbled, pulling my pants up to her waist.
I scoffed.
“You should be thanking an adult, not complaining.”
“Who’s an adult…! We’re only a year apart.”
“Tough luck. Should’ve been born earlier than me.”
“Aren’t you being a little too authoritarian? And give me your hat, senpai.”
“Why?”
“My hair’s a mess.”
Just as she said, Hiyori’s hair had stray strands sticking out all over the place; it was a complete disaster.
It was the result of it getting messed up during the long scalp massage and then drying that way.
Chuckling at her hair, which made her look like she’d slept on the streets, I took off the hat I was wearing.
“You’re going straight home anyway, isn’t it fine?”
“Hand it over.”
Replying with an “alright,” I placed the hat on Hiyori’s head with the brim facing backward.
My head is pretty big, so there was a lot of space left.
Hiyori’s going through a lot today. Though it didn’t seem like she thought so at all.
Hiyori, who had pulled my hat down low, couldn’t bring herself to put on her seatbelt.
The curve of her chest was much more pronounced than when she wore a bra, and if the seatbelt pulled the t-shirt taut, even her nipples would be visible.
In fact, that part was already poking out a little.
Just slightly, though—to the point where it would be hard to notice without looking closely.
I didn’t bother telling Hiyori to put on her seatbelt, as she was clearly aware she was braless.
It was obvious the car’s system would let her know anyway.
Ding-! Ding-!
The seatbelt warning chime sounded as soon as the car started moving.
Hearing the sound, I glanced at Hiyori and saw her hastily pulling the belt and clicking it into the buckle.
Hiyori didn’t try to pull the strap down toward her waist or anything.
Is she not doing that because it would make it more obvious that she’s conscious of her chest?
No, let’s not get ahead of myself.
I wanted to cut her some slack, but safety is important.
With that thought, I glanced at Hiyori’s perky chest, its curves perfectly outlined, through the rearview mirror and started the car.
“Make sure to stretch your legs when you get home. You might get sore.”
As I drove carefully out of the neighborhood, Hiyori, her hat pulled down low, said something carefree.
“We just walked. I doubt that’ll happen, right?”
“It doesn’t hurt to be careful.”
“It’s fine. If it hurts, I can just go to the nurse’s office and skip class.”
“I doubt the school nurse will see you for something like muscle soreness.”
“I can just make up another excuse.”
“Isn’t it normal to not even think about skipping class in the first place?”
“I dunno~”
She’s so reckless.
I can just picture her groaning “Ughhh…” tomorrow, suffering.
A sudden impulse to smack Hiyori’s thigh rose in me.
Suppressing it, I said firmly.
“Do the massage.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t just say you will.”
“I’m really going to do it, why do you keep nagging me…! Should I take a picture and send it to you?”
“Yeah. Make sure you do.”
“I will. Oh, right, there’s something I want to ask you.”
“What is it?”
“That time you came to the nurse’s office, you seemed close with the school nurse, right?”
“Did I?”
“Yeah. The nurse even said you don’t come by much these days… Did you get into a lot of trouble in your first year?”
I don’t know whether to be touched or troubled that she remembers something from so long ago in such detail.
Still, it’s admirable how she’s asking so cautiously.
Keeping my eyes on the road, I scratched my cheek and answered.
“Not a lot… just a little.”
“Your expression says it was a lot. Have you become a good boy now? Turned over a new leaf?”
Thwack-!
A dull thud sounded the moment Hiyori finished speaking.
I had lightly smacked Hiyori’s knee with my palm and gestured for her to be quiet.
She exaggeratedly pretended to be in pain and said.
“Why are you so violent?”
“Shut up.”
“Okayy.”
“Use honorifics.”
“Okay.”
Such a contrarian.
Seeing her like this makes me really, really look forward to the day we sleep together.
After some twists and turns, I arrived at Hiyori’s house and watched her carefully unbuckle her seatbelt, trying not to let her chest jiggle.
Getting ready to leave, Hiyori took off the hat and handed it to me.
I took it, and when she opened the passenger door and looked back, I spoke nonchalantly.
“What.”
“I’ll wash the clothes and give them to you the day after tomorrow.”
“Why the day after tomorrow?”
“Because I have to wash them today and let them dry tomorrow.”
“So you did have a plan?”
“What’s with that surprised tone?”
“Did it sound that way?”
“So annoying… Today’s workout was fun.”
Hiyori said this in a voice that sounded like she was grumbling, but maybe not, and held out her hand.
A gesture for a high-five.
I raised my hand reflexively, and after slapping our palms together with a smack!, she grabbed her bag and got out of the car.
Then, looking uncomfortable with the pants that kept slipping down even with the drawstring tied, she grabbed the waistband, hiked them up to her waist, and walked to her house.
We were only together for a few hours, but my time with Hiyori was so lively it felt like a lot had happened.
Musing on this, I returned home, washed up, and lay down, only to receive a photo from Hiyori.
[Let’s work out again sometime!]
Along with that message was a picture of her massaging her own pale white thigh.
Setting aside the fact that she actually sent it when I told her to, why isn’t she wearing any pants?
She’s this bold even when she’s trying to be conservative; I can’t imagine how far she’d go if I just let her be.
Thinking her long, slender legs were incredibly sexy, I closed my eyes without replying.
* * *
The next morning.
As I was heading down the stairs to the parking lot,
“Just walk properly…! What did you do yesterday? You’ve been like this since you got here.”
“Huuuhhh…”
I spotted Hiyori shuffling along limply, supported by Miho.
She was dragging her indoor slippers as she made her way out of the building.
It was obvious her legs were sore.
I felt a laugh about to burst out.
I’d predicted this would happen yesterday, but I didn’t think I’d be so perfectly right…
I guess she didn’t massage them properly.
She’s so good at scurrying around, yet here she is… Could Hiyori be clumsy?
Would she be stiff in bed, too? That might actually be a turn-on.
The more I imagine things like this, the more my anticipation for my relationship with Hiyori grows.
I want to know what kind of funny situations await, how she’ll react, and how I’ll feel when I see that fair, naked body of hers. My own body heats up just thinking about it.
Watching the dazed Hiyori from a distance, I left the building, thinking she’d probably set up camp in the nurse’s office today.
After that, I grabbed a file folder Miyuki had forgotten in the car, bought some jellies from the school store, and returned to the classroom.
I could see Miyuki and Tetsuya talking to each other in a friendly atmosphere.
I don’t care that they’re talking, but the problem is that Tetsuya is sitting in my seat.
Would anyone be happy to see a guy who’s basically shat in their chair?
Suppressing a surge of irritation, I placed the file folder on Miyuki’s desk and jutted my chin at Tetsuya.
“Get out.”
“Alright.”
In the past, he would have gotten up hesitantly, flustered, but now he was calmly returning to his own seat.
It seems that as he’s bulked up, his confidence has grown proportionally.
He’s been getting a lot of praise from Renka in the kendo club lately. I guess they’ve been sweet-talking him at the boxing gym, too.
I don’t like the way his eyes are on me.
A look like he’s staring at his mortal enemy… It’s pathetic.
“Tetsuya-kun seems to have brightened up lately.”
Miyuki said to me as I sat down and leaned back in my chair.
I turned my head slightly to look at her and asked.
“So you like that?”
“I like you the best, Matsuda-kun.”
Mmm… Miyuki is so lovely, giving a wise answer to a foolish question.
I especially like that she added the adverb ‘best’.
“Praising me for running an errand for you.”
“I said I’d go, but you insisted on going yourself and told me to stay here.”
“That’s true.”
“Thank you.”
After thanking me, Miyuki reached her hand through the gap between the backrest and the seat of my chair and patted my lower back.
The frequency of her affectionate expressions seems to have increased since my recent skirmish with Hiyori. Is she instinctively on guard?
Or is it just my imagination?
I’m not sure, but I just like it.
Miyuki’s patting hand changed its motion.
Her hand began to gently stroke my back clockwise, stimulating me.
Feeling a tickle, I puffed out my chest and contracted my back muscles, then glanced sideways at Tetsuya.
He was trying not to look, but it was obvious he was bothered.
So he still hasn’t given up.
Well, it’s understandable. The childhood friend he’s had a crush on since they were kids is dating someone he finds distasteful.
Why do I enjoy seeing his reaction so much?
Maybe it’s because his hostility toward me still remains.
It would be fine if he just gave up cleanly, but he won’t, will he?
I think the completion of my ‘conquest’ of Miyuki will be when she pushes Tetsuya away herself.
They’ve been friends for so long that it won’t be easy, but there will be a chance for Miyuki to realize his insidious intentions.
Tap, tap.
This time, Miyuki started toying with the back of my hand, her fingers tapping it like a keyboard. I let out a dry laugh and said.
“Having fun?”
“Yeah.”
“Then that’s fine.”
“I’m hungry… Maybe I should have stopped by the convenience store on the way.”
“Want me to go to the school store?”
“Class starts in five minutes.”
“We can buy it quickly and eat during class.”
“We can’t do that.”
Accepting Miyuki’s firm reply, I remembered that fourth period today was PE.
My sex drive feels much stronger than usual today.
Is it because I got some light exercise? After class, I’ll help Miyuki clean up the gym and we can do it once in the storage room.
During club activities, I’ll have to do lewd things with Renka and Chinami to nurture our love.
Of course, the same goes for Hiyori.