Chapter 411: Wet Pants #4
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 411: Wet Pants #4
“Why is your skin so cold? We need to get some deer antler velvet in you.”
As I openly massaged her abdomen, Hiyori’s lips twitched and she grumbled.
“Deer antler velvet? Don’t talk like an old man.”
“I’m just worried about you. Why are you so grumpy?”
“Because I feel like it.”
“Well, I feel like nagging.”
“So childish… Ahh!!”
Hiyori suddenly let out a loud scream mid-sentence.
It was because I had gently pinched the flesh of her waist.
Finding her theatrics absurd when it couldn't have hurt, I said, “Does it hurt?”
“It hurts.”
“You’re lying, aren’t you?”
“I’m not lying. It really stings. That’s violence.”
“Is it that bad?”
“I’m telling you it is. Please don’t touch me.”
“Don’t touch you?”
“Yes. My body is… Hyaah!?”
Hiyori’s hips shot up before slamming back down.
Her reaction was incredible when I pressed down firmly on her lower abdomen.
It’s a spot where anyone would be sensitive, but Hiyori seemed especially so.
“Wh-what are you doing…!!”
“I’m touching your stomach. Anyway, have you been working out lately?”
“...No.”
“You should.”
“I don’t have a tummy, you know. And working out alone is no fun.”
“You can just do it with me.”
“That’s what I was planning.”
Hiyori, having regained her composure, shifted slightly to the side.
It wasn’t to tell me to lie down, but to put some distance between us out of embarrassment.
“Okay. Just make sure to call before you come over.”
“Because Hanazawa-senpai might be here?”
“No. Things just happened to work out today, so I could hang out with you, but there’s no guarantee it’ll be the same next time.”
“Sounds like it is because of Hanazawa-senpai.”
“Think whatever you want.”
I replied nonchalantly and gave Hiyori’s stomach a light pat.
Thump! It made a surprisingly cheerful sound.
I let out an involuntary chuckle and gently touched the surface of her shorts as she sulked.
“No panties again? What are you, an exhibitionist?”
“...I’m wearing them. Why wouldn’t I be?”
There is a reason. Because they got wet before you left the house.
Swallowing those words, I chided the pouting Hiyori.
“Are you going to fix that expression?”
“What.”
“Such bad manners.”
“Matsumatsu.”
“What.”
“Senpai, are you aware that you’re an incredibly selfish and bad person?”
“Yeah.”
“Really?”
“I told you I am.”
“Then how can you be so shameless?”
“You’re shameless too. Besides, you probably don’t even know what being truly bad is.”
“I do too!”
“I doubt it.”
“Then why don’t you show me?”
Has she already forgotten how she reacted earlier?
Her attempt at provocation is… laughable.
Still, since she asked for it, it’s only right that I oblige.
With that thought, I moved my hand toward Hiyori’s thigh.
Tap.
Was she surprised by the light touch on her thigh?
Hiyori’s body twitched like a prodded earthworm.
She tried to act calm, but I could see the tension from before returning.
“You’re like a pervert…”
Hiyori tried to rebuke me, her voice barely a whisper.
I gave her a sly grin and replied confidently.
“I am a pervert.”
“...”
Left speechless, Hiyori started kicking her legs to make it harder for me to touch her.
It was her own little way of protesting, of not giving in so easily.
Not that it did her any good.
Silently, with the dispassionate air of a doctor examining a patient, I caressed her long, slender legs and spoke.
“I’ll have to feed you more from now on.”
“What’s with that tone? It’s like you’re trying to fatten me up.”
“I didn’t say it like that. You’re just taking it the wrong way.”
“Yes, you did… And you just told me I should work out…”
“You can work out and eat a lot. But you can’t just be snacking on whatever.”
“I’ll eat what I want to eat. Don’t try to control me.”
The typical speech of an adolescent girl.
If it were anyone else, I would have said something about their tone, but coming from Hiyori, it just seemed cute.
“How long are you going to keep touching me…?”
Hearing the embarrassment dripping from her question, I decided it was time to take things up a notch.
I had no intention of stopping at just her thighs.
We’d been far more intimate in the car; it would be a shame to end with just this.
I continued to warm Hiyori’s cold skin with my own heat, and just as her breathing grew a little languid, I straightened my index finger.
Then, I pushed that finger to the inside of her thigh.
To be precise, it would be more accurate to say I placed it against her groin, right where her leg met her torso.
“Ugh!?”
The moment my finger touched that extremely sensitive spot, Hiyori let out a gasp as if she were about to faint.
Her legs immediately clamped shut from the stimulation, and her hand instinctively grabbed my arm…
Seeing Hiyori’s flustered reaction, I gave her a gentle smile and began to slowly stroke her smooth skin up and down.
It’s no exaggeration to say that the groin is one of the most erotic parts of the human body.
It’s an area that’s almost touching the genitals, and the skin is so thin that being touched there is incredibly arousing.
Miyuki, Renka, and even Chinami… none of them ever disliked being touched here.
“Huu…”
Hiyori swallowed dryly. Seeing her eyes glaze over and the tension leave her body, I knew she was no different from the other three.
The fact that it felt good for the one doing the touching was a bonus. It was truly the perfect body part.
“Feel good?”
“...I never said it did…”
“Oh? I thought you were enjoying it. Guess I was mistaken.”
“I don’t know…”
She answered with an incredibly shy expression, her face half-hidden by the blanket. It was so refreshing that despite the charged atmosphere, I almost broke into a fond, fatherly smile.
That expression was mirrored by her body under the blanket, which in turn brought me a huge wave of arousal.
Because Hiyori couldn’t stay still, her legs shifting and clenching, my finger that had been on her groin moved and unintentionally brushed against her precious spot.
A very, very soft sensation, coming from a place that should have been protected by panties.
At that, Hiyori’s languid eyes flew wide open, and a sensual moan escaped her lips.
“Hah…!”
Her raw reaction made things a little awkward.
It seemed to be the same for Hiyori, who cleared her throat for no reason and fanned her face with her hand.
It was an unintentional touch. If we had just pretended it didn’t happen, both of us could have moved on smoothly…
But now I have no choice but to be mischievous.
Hiyori brought this on herself.
“Sorry.”
At my apology, which seemed to know exactly what I had touched, Hiyori’s eyebrow twitched.
“S-sorry for what!”
“Nothing.”
“What is it…! Why are you apologizing…!”
“Why the informal speech?”
“Because I want to…!”
“And I apologized because I wanted to.”
“That kind of talk… Aaaah! W-wait…!!”
When I started moving my still finger, stimulating her groin again, Hiyori began to writhe intensely.
Her reaction is a bit like Renka’s, but she’s a little more dynamic.
It feels like a spoonful… no, two spoonfuls of restlessness have been added. I like it a lot.
Taking it a step further, I pressed down firmly with the tip of my index finger,
“Hyaaaaaa!!”
Hiyori shot upright, screaming loud enough to shake the house.
Seeing her tightly clenched fists trembling, the pleasure must have shot straight to the top of her head.
She clearly felt it, but I don’t know why I still want to see more of her reactions.
“...I’m going to go now.”
Hiyori said, her head bowed low as she fidgeted with her legs.
It wasn’t for me, but for her, today’s events must have been quite sudden.
So I can fully understand that kind of reaction.
Without showing any disappointment, I nodded obediently and grabbed my car keys from the TV stand.
Then, I said in a casual tone, “Next time, stay the night.”
“...”
Since I wasn't looking at Hiyori, but at the door, I couldn't see her expression.
I had no idea what she was thinking, either.
Her rebellious nature might be kicking in, or she could be deciding she needs to bring her best lingerie next time.
Whatever it was, it was a good thing for me.
You could say I’ve shown her a sufficient preview.
The next time we meet, a level of intimacy that can’t even be compared to today will be waiting.
And Hiyori must know that, too.
“I’ll go on ahead to the car.”
Hiyori announced, rushing past me.
I let out a dry laugh, and as I was about to grab a 500ml bottle of water from the fridge, I spotted something in the corner of the living room and one corner of my mouth lifted.
Grabbing it, I went outside and called to Hiyori, who was about to open the front door.
“Hey.”
“What.”
“Aren’t you going to take this?”
In my hand was a heavy, bulky black bag.
When Hiyori saw it, she freaked out, scurried over, and snatched the bag from me.
“Give it here…!”
“Is there any need to be so fierce?”
“I wasn’t being fierce…!”
“Alright.”
Perhaps my nonchalant agreement seemed obnoxious, because Hiyori pouted, let out a sharp huff, and turned away.
As she had just strode toward me on her long legs, I think I caught a glimpse of her groin and the vulva next to it between her short shorts.
It seemed to have a slight sheen to it. Was I imagining things?
I did catch a glimpse of the middle part of her shorts being wet, so it probably wasn’t my imagination.
Trying to replay the scene that had flashed by in that brief moment, I followed the retreating Hiyori out of the house.
I want to play more, but Hiyori seems to want some space to mull over today’s events, so I’ll let her be.