Chapter 376: Reckless
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 376: Reckless
I glanced at Renka, who was staring out the window with a complicated expression, and asked, “It’s been a while. Want to go to a figure shop?”
“What are you talking about... No.”
“Why not? Is there nothing you want to buy?”
“I don’t want to go with you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s a shame.”
“I’m not disappointed at all, you piece of trash. Forget everything that happened today.”
She was way more turned on than she usually is when we have sex... but she always has to say the opposite of what she means.
Swallowing those words, I turned the steering wheel and entered Renka’s neighborhood.
“What are you going to do when you get home?”
“Shut up.”
“Why does the Captain always have to be so harsh?”
“Because I want to.”
“Alright. Fair enough.”
Poke.
“Hyaah!”
The moment I touched Renka’s thigh, a cute reaction escaped her lips.
I chuckled and tried to slide my hand further inward, but Renka freaked out, grabbing my wrist and lifting it away.
“J-Just drive, you psycho...!”
She was being incredibly sensitive. It was because she’d just experienced a kind of play she’d never even imagined before, leaving her in a highly delicate state.
The only proper response was to find it cute.
“I’m driving my best.”
“Then focus! Focus!”
“Touching you helps me focus better.”
“You’re talking absolute nonsense!!”
Even as I placed my hand on her thigh again and openly started kneading it, she just complained irritably without really trying to stop me.
I always think this, but this gap of Renka’s is such a turn-on.
“We’re here.”
I spoke with a hint of disappointment and removed my hand from her thigh, then tapped my index finger against my lips.
Her head shook wildly as she realized it was a signal for a kiss.
“No...!”
Renka voiced her refusal and tried to open the door.
Before she could, I pressed a switch on the driver’s side door trim, locking all the doors so they couldn’t be opened without me unlocking them.
“Why won’t this open?”
After pulling the handle a few times, she turned to me with a puzzled look.
I gave her a mischievous smile.
“I locked it. You can’t leave until you give me a kiss.”
“What the...! Open it!”
“I’ll open it after you kiss me first.”
“Ah, shit...”
“Ah, shit?”
“Haaah...”
A deep sigh escaped Renka’s lips.
It wasn’t that she genuinely didn’t want to kiss me; she was more than willing, but her embarrassment was overwhelming.
It was such a classic Renka reaction that the corners of my mouth lifted on their own.
At that, Renka started spouting some nonsense, getting angry.
She seemed to think I was gloating. I waited silently for her to calm down, then pointed to my lips again.
“.....”
This time, she pressed her lips together firmly and hesitantly leaned her upper body toward me.
Her eyes fluttered shut as she drew closer.
A moment later, I felt a moist, warm, and soft sensation on my lips.
Even though I kind of forced her, it feels really good when Renka initiates skinship herself.
In the dim car, feeling the simple pressure of her lips, I slyly stuck out my tongue and pushed it into her mouth.
“....Mmph...”
Even so, Renka only let out a short gasp and didn't pull her face away.
Instead, she parted her lips slightly, accepting my slowly entering tongue, and even let it gently graze the tips of her teeth.
My tongue occasionally tangled with hers for good measure.
I held Renka by the waist as her body twitched and trembled, seemingly feeling something new. After a rather deep kiss, I finally let her go.
“Let’s have dinner at my place next time. The three of us, with Master.”
“Wh-What...? No way...!”
“Why not?”
“Because I know you’re thinking something weird...!”
She knows me so well. Does that mean she’ll prepare for it, just like how she washed herself so thoroughly in the shower today?
Without denying her words, I just grinned and unlocked the car doors.
“See you. Text me before you go to sleep.”
“J-Just open the door...!”
“I unlocked it. You can open it now.”
At my words, she quickly opened the door and rushed into her house without so much as a goodbye.
I wonder if she realized that while she was nagging me to open the door, she licked my saliva off her own lips.
She might not know now, but she’ll probably realize it later.
Renka has a surprisingly delicate side to her, after all.
And when she remembers what she did, she’ll be kicking her blankets in embarrassment.
I briefly imagined Renka kicking her blankets while wearing her weeb pajamas, then noticed that her house’s main gate was slightly ajar.
Did she forget to close it in her haste?
Should I get out and close it for her?
I was about to get out of the car with that thought but changed my mind.
It was because I could see the gate move slightly... just a tiny bit.
There was almost no wind, so how could that heavy gate move? It was impossible.
I was certain Renka was spying on me through that crack.
Maybe she felt bad for not saying goodbye and was debating whether to come back out.
If I followed my heart, I’d get out of the car and dash over to her, but since she let me try something so new today, it wouldn’t hurt to be considerate.
[Your gate is open. Close it.]
I sent her a message and started the car.
It was a satisfying, truly satisfying day.
I think I’ll sleep well tonight.
* * *
Ding-dong!
My eyes shot open to the sound of a doorbell ringing loud and clear first thing in the morning.
I wasn’t expecting anyone. Was it someone trying to sell a newspaper subscription?
If so, I was ready to unleash a torrent of curses.
No, if I just don’t go, they’ll eventually leave on their own.
I had just started to lie back down on my futon when—
Ding-dong!
The bell rang again, and I sat up with a deep frown.
As I shuffled toward the gate, the bell rang a couple more times. I decided that punching them would be more effective than yelling and opened the door.
Clack.
“What the...”
I froze, my fierce expression faltering as I was about to greet the visitor.
“....What is it?”
The person who had rung the bell was none other than Hiyori.
“Hi, Matsumatsu.”
She waved at me with a bright smile.
I rubbed my sleepy eyes, my expression softening as I asked, “What is it...?”
“I came to work out.”
“At this hour...? Without any notice?”
“I did contact you.”
“When?”
“I sent you a message an hour ago. I said I was coming over to work out.”
“I was asleep, I didn’t even see it. Did you really think you could just show up after sending a message and I’d be here? What would you have done if I wasn’t home?”
“Then I would’ve just gone back. But you were here, so it’s a success.”
She’s a total amateur when it comes to skinship, but her recklessness is off the charts.
I think she’s even worse than me.
If Miyuki had been home today, it would have been quite a scene.
Normally, I would have given her a stern talking-to, but... she came because she wanted to see me, and looking at Hiyori’s unfazed expression, the thought of scolding her just melted away. I decided to let it slide this time.
Flick.
I reprimanded her by flicking her ahoge, which was swaying in the breeze, and said firmly, “From now on, make sure you get a reply from me before you head out.”
“Okay.”
“I’m going to wash up, so come in and wait. And get changed.”
“Kay. But you smell different today.”
“What smell?”
“A weird shampoo smell. One you don’t usually use.”
I had fallen asleep right after coming back from the love hotel, and she’d managed to notice.
Her nose is as sharp as mine. That, and her headstrong personality... could Hiyori and I be half-siblings from different mothers?
“You can even smell that?”
“Yep. Did you shower somewhere else yesterday?”
“Yeah.”
“Where?”
“A kid like you doesn’t need to know.”
“Hey, what was that...! Hurry up and tell me!”
I thought she’d get the hint with just that, but from her expression, she seemed completely clueless.
Does she just think I’m joking?
More likely, the thought of me going to a love hotel hasn’t even crossed her mind.
Since Hiyori thinks I’m only seeing Miyuki, she probably assumes we wouldn’t need to go to a hotel to have sex, right?
With that thought, I led Hiyori inside and was about to tidy up my messy bedding.
Just then, Hiyori lay down on the futon and picked up the remote.
“Hurry up and wash.”
Just like last time, she’s acting like this is her own house. Unbelievable.
“Why would I shower if we’re going to work out? I’ll just brush my teeth and be right out, so wait.”
“Okay.”
Hiyori propped herself up on one elbow, resting her head in her palm as she started watching TV.
I shook my head, watching her giggle at a comedy show, and headed to the bathroom.
When I came back after brushing my teeth, Hiyori was lying on her side, covered by the blanket with only her head sticking out.
Looking at the situation, I figured there was no way we were exercising today. I called out to her.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“Aren’t you going to work out?”
“I got sleepy once I lay down.”
“Didn’t you do this last time, too?”
“I always get sleepy whenever I lie down anywhere.”
I guess this is what they mean by finding a pattern in the chaos.
For someone as unpredictable as Hiyori, this was probably consistent enough.
“Perfect for skipping out on things.”
“Right? So you have to understand when I skip class on weekdays.”
“Don’t be ridiculous and get up.”
“Don’t wanna.”
“Did you even come here to work out?”
“I came in my workout clothes.”
“You weren’t on your way to meet a friend when they canceled on you?”
“Nah... If I had plans, I wouldn’t have dressed like this.”
She shifted her body slightly to the side, patting the empty space next to her as she continued.
“Don’t be like that. You should rest too, Senpai.”
“Are you the owner of this house?”
“What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is mine. What’s the difference between us?”
Isn’t that what I always say to Miyuki?
I never dreamed I’d hear those words from Hiyori’s lips.
It makes me want to press my lips against hers right now.
I took another pillow from the closet, placed it next to Hiyori’s head, and lay down beside her without a word.
“Oh.”
A short exclamation escaped Hiyori’s lips.
Her tone was so flat that I couldn’t tell what she meant by it, but it was clear she was a little surprised to see me, who usually acts so reserved, do something like this.
“What do you mean, ‘oh’? Let’s just rest for 30 minutes and then go work out.”
“Can’t we eat and then work out?”
“Don’t you mean work out and then eat?”
“Nope. Eat first. I’m hungry.”
“You think that makes any sense?”
“Why doesn’t it?”
“You’ll obviously throw up, so of course not.”
“Are you planning to make me work out hard enough to throw up?”
“I’m saying that with your stamina, even a light workout will be tough.”
“Are you looking down on me?”
“Yeah. I am.”
Tap.
As soon as she heard my answer, Hiyori nudged my calf with her leg.
When I didn’t react, she got more excited and started messing with my lower body. The way she was acting, it was like she was asking to be punished.
“Why are you so violent?”
“You made me this way, Senpai.”
Looking at Hiyori feels like I’m watching a teenage boy.
The type who can’t properly express his feelings in front of the person he likes and acts mischievous instead.
Of course, Hiyori isn’t that type—she’s quite honest—but her actions right now felt similar.
I watched her silently for a moment before speaking.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“You don’t want to work out right now, do you?”
“Right.”
“Are you bored, though?”
“Yep.”
“Wanna go out?”
“Where?”
“Anywhere.”
“Okay.”
“Then get up.”
The moment I finished speaking, she sat up smoothly.
She said she gets sleepy when she lies down, but the way she shot up at the suggestion of going out to play was just absurd.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you getting up?”
I let out a dry laugh as I looked up at her, now urging me on. I got up from my spot and grabbed my car keys.
Is there anywhere fun to go? I guess we’ll figure it out once we’re out.