84. A One-Night Stand Someday
84. A One-Night Stand Someday
"Hwaaaah....."
"You worked hard today too ♪"
In the beginning, it was purely for the purpose of relieving sexual desire.
Stress piled up, and there was no outlet.
A world where PC bangs and everything else I knew didn't exist, and only things that didn't exist had multiplied—
I wanted to lean on something, somewhere, and I wanted to release the pent-up frustration inside me.
"By the way, you were especially rough today. Did something bad happen?"
".....Ur..."
In the beginning, that was how it was.
I approached her purely to relieve stress,
solely for that purpose.
...But the funny thing was, that saying about tteokjeong really didn't come out of nowhere.
"Living feels like shit."
"Yeah? It must have been really hard for you..."
She stroked my head.
She held me tight in her embrace.
When I buried my nose in the skin between her breasts and breathed in her scent, the tension melted away without me even realizing it.
"It's really... really fucking awful. Like fuck. Like shit."
Right now I had nothing, yet the demands piled up like mountains.
Realistically, it was impossible. No matter how much I thought about it, it was impossible.
The words that slipped from my mouth without me knowing—
It's impossible.
It's hard.
I want to run away.
I don't want to do this.
Maybe, I had reached my limit from the very first day I arrived.
And so, perhaps I had always wanted to keep leaning on something.
Without a word, I held Ur tightly.
"Chrono. You know what? Whenever you play the harp, it's like I can see right into your heart."
"....What?"
"When you're struggling, it tells me you're struggling. When you're sad, it tells me you're sad. When you're exhausted, it tells me you're exhausted."
"........"
I didn't really know about that,
but if the listener—no, the goddess listening—said so, then wasn't it true?
I quietly held Ur close and listened to her voice.
"But you know, lately, the sound of Chrono's playing has changed?"
"....That can't be, though?"
Keypad sounds were always the same, weren't they?
Ur shook her head and stroked my hair.
"In the beginning, it felt like you were playing music as payment, just because you wanted to do it....."
But now──yes,
"It's like a little child."
A little child who wants to be praised.
A little child who wants to be praised by his mother, who wants to be held tight by Ur.
"Because the sound of playing not for yourself, but for someone else, rings out more beautifully than at any other time."
"....What are you suddenly talking about? It's embarrassing."
"It means you've grown that attached to me, doesn't it?"
And that made me so happy,
so truly happy, so overwhelmed with happiness,
"that I couldn't help wanting to 'love' you just a little bit more."
"....Ur?"
She placed her hand on my cheek.
Her fingertips slid down below my cheek and touched my lips.
"Shall we, kiss?"
".....We already did plenty earlier."
"A kiss where we desire each other's bodies and a kiss where we share love are different."
"Is that so...."
I didn't really know,
but if she said so, it probably was.
I slowly brought my face toward Ur.
──Jjok....
".......?"
Our lips met.
And that was all it was—just meeting.
No tongues came and went.
No pushing against lips or tugging at them.
Just still. Only our lips touched.
".........."
Was this really okay?
Anyway, being on the receiving end made me feel so ticklish I couldn't stand it.
I slightly opened my mouth and gently nibbled Ur's lip.
"Chuuup... mm.... mmmm...."
".....?"
When I tried to push my tongue in, Ur resisted a little.
Flustered by this uncharacteristic behavior, I tried to pull my face away, but she pressed her lips to mine again.
'...What does she want?'
I couldn't understand.
Amid this dizzying situation,
Ur stroked the back of my head and lightly parted our lips.
"Stay still. Just stay still and feel it. Then you'll understand soon enough."
"Huh.....?"
"Come to think of it, has Chrono ever had a lover? Someone you loved, or something like that."
"........."
"Ahaha... Then it can't be helped."
Because this—
this was, above all else, 'a kiss filled with love.'
"It's hard to notice if you don't know love."
"...Are you making fun of me for being single?"
"No. You're cute, so I like it."
"Calling a guy cute won't do you any—nngh.... mmm...."
Our lips overlapped again.
This time I didn't move clumsily.
Just still. Just as Ur had said, I quietly accepted her lips.
Chuuup..... chup.....
'....What's different about this..?'
Our lips layered over each other.
She sucked. She released.
She lightly rolled them inside her mouth.
It was no different from the kisses I knew.
Except that the process was achingly slow.
Chuuup...... uuum... mm....
'..............'
She drew my lip into her mouth.
But not forcefully—only just enough to hold it inside her mouth.
Soon, her tongue slipped gently in, and our tongues overlapped.
Chyuup... chup.... ha-um, chyubuup....
'....Nngh...'
It was slow through and through.
And at the same time, playful.
The kiss that had raged fiercely when we sought each other's lust now reminded me of a young kitten.
Lightly slipping into my embrace,
and then wandering far away.
But just when it seemed to leave, it didn't go far—just peered through the crack in the door.
Then soon came back near my feet, rubbing the nape of its neck against my ankle.
A kiss that was cute.
A kiss that was lovely.
A kiss that made me want to hold her tight without even realizing it.
And at the same time, a kiss that felt so warm, as if I could be happy staying like this forever.
"Pwah..... mmm, how was it? Do you understand a little now?"
".......Ur."
When she parted our lips,
Ur’s eyes were wavering, slightly unfocused.
Both cheeks flushed red. Hair clinging to her forehead from the moisture.
Even her lips, slightly swollen from all the kissing and sucking.
"It's, well, like that."
I had thought she was pretty many times.
But I had rarely thought she was cute.
....And the thought of wanting to hold her like this—this was probably the first time, wasn't it?
Not wanting to pin her down and fuck her,
but simply wanting to hold her endlessly, to stroke her, to cherish her.
"...Can I stroke your hair just once?"
"Of course. If Chrono wishes it."
"Then....."
I reached out my hand.
Her hair, the top of her head... was a bit awkward in terms of position.
Though I had reached out, my hand wandered aimlessly, unable to go anywhere—so Ur instead nestled into my arms and pressed her body close to mine.
"There, isn't this easier to touch?"
"....Well.. excuse me, then."
I slid my hand into her hair.
A rustling, slightly coarse texture. In movies or comics, it was always described as silky and soft, but surprisingly, it felt like hair that hadn't been washed for about three days.
"When did you last wash your hair, Ur?"
"....Chrono, you know what?"
Surprisingly, women find washing their hair a bother.
...I didn't want to know that kind of secret.
"When I'm in a hurry, I just roughly wash my bangs and go out. If you just tidy up the back with a curling iron or whatever and head out, surprisingly, you don't get caught."
"That's so real it's actually turning me off...."
"So, do you hate it?"
"....No."
Rather than hating it—
"I might even, like it a bit..."
Especially the smell, I should say.
The slightly musky scent rising from the crown of her head strangely appealed to my heart.
Hair that wasn't silky but a little stiff. Yet for some reason, I kept wanting to touch it, and before I knew it, I was playing with her hair, rubbing it between my fingertips.
"How is it? Do you feel a little better?"
"Eh? Ah..... yes."
I felt incredibly, calm.
Not elated as if I'd taken drugs,
nor languid as if drunk,
but as I kept stroking her like this, as I held her in my arms, as we just whispered and talked like this—
my eyes gradually began to close, with a desire to stay just like this forever.
'I'm not... tired.'
I just wanted to stay like this, unchangingly.
A comfortable feeling being together, a feeling that made me want to lean on her without even realizing it.
And at the same time, a feeling as if my heart was gradually reaching toward Ur.
"Chrono. Do you understand a little now?"
Ur embraced me and whispered.
"This is what 'love' is."
"......Love..."
Not overwhelmingly sweet,
nor overwhelmingly arousing.
But simply a feeling of being happy by her side, a feeling of wanting to stay just like this.
Not a burning lust like a flame,
but a smoldering, enduring emotion like a hearth.
"Now you know what kind of feelings I have when I'm with Chrono, right?"
"..........Ur."
If those words were true,
if the feelings I felt now were true,
then perhaps, I would want to say this to Ur.
"I love you."
"...Fu-hut..♬"
Looking a little flustered,
but wearing a relaxed smile, Ur spoke.
"I love you too, Chrono."
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"...This is what happened before I even got to confess?"
"That's.... right? Probably?"
Time-wise, that was about right.
Mars listened to the story of everything that had happened so far, then deeply buried her head.
"Ha.... fuck..... Is it because she's the Primary Partner? It's dirty hard to win against her..."
"Eyy, you can't divide things up by winning and losing over this! We all love Chrono, don't we?"
"Thaaat's... true, buuut..."
A gaze tinged with vague discontent.
Wait, before when it was about Yuno, you said she could do as she pleased—so why were you suddenly so sulky about Ur?
"I get that you can do that just to relieve sexual desire, but if even your heart gets stolen, there's no answer for that."
"Chrono's heart belongs to Chrono, though?"
"....If we're going by that logic, my heart is mine too, you know?"
"You gave it because you liked him, right?"
"That's true, buuuut.....!"
"...Huh?"
But Mars,
why were you using polite speech with Ur?
For someone who normally spoke informally even to teachers, it was a bit surprising to suddenly hear her using honorifics.
"...Well. The Primary Partner says the concubine will observe proper courtesy. Do you find that fucking annoying to look at too?"
"No. Because it's cute."
"!!,....Fuck....."
Did they think saying 'cute' solved everything....
"...Cute."
"Huh?"
"CUUUUUTE!!!"
"Nguh, ngh, h-hyah?!"
Ur momentarily lost her reason at the sight of Mars turning her head away to avoid eye contact.
She pulled Mars into a tight embrace with all her strength and started touching her all over.
"Nngh... D-don't touch me, you fucking bitch!...yo!"
"Haaak....!"
Cute!
Ur went so far as to stroke Mars's hair and started haaak-ing.
"Ugh.... uugh, this feels fucking awful....!"
Mars being subjected to something akin to molestation in real time.
Honestly, I thought she'd kick off and storm out, but while her words said she hated it, she kept sitting there, enduring it.
'What's this too... Is it that?'
"Is it something like the courtesy a concubine shows to the Primary Partner?"
I asked Mars jokingly.
To which, Mars replied...
"....If I go back now, you two are just gonna fuck, aren't you."
".............."
Uh....
This is, well,
"You reap what you sow, right?"
"Yeah, you reap what you sow."
"....What?"
She didn't seem aware of it herself, but
"She's screaming with her whole body to be doted on, so of course I have to dote on her!"
"W-wait. If you're gonna do it, at least set the mood—hyiiing?! U-Ur, where are you touching!...yo!"
"Kyaaaaack!! You called me sis! You called me siiis!!!"
"Euh, hyeeet?! Hii, hiiiiiiit??!"
...After that, we stayed at Ur's house for about another day.
All of us became half-dried squid and collapsed onto the bed,
and before we knew it, the moon was deep in the night.
"...I see. So he's not coming, is that it?"
NTR Academy
The Apostle of Youth,
and the advisory teacher of the Basic Physical Training Club.
"Well then, I'll have to go find him myself."
Eve
I'm coming to see you now.
... Though technically, tomorrow.