Chapter 50
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Summer Festival (2)
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The next day.
I was heading to the festival grounds with Souta from his house, both of us dressed in yukata.
By the way, Miyuki wasn't with us.
Well, more precisely, we'd agreed to meet up separately.
The reason I was traveling apart from Miyuki was simple.
"It's a chance to go on a date with Master. Just putting on a yukata would feel like such a waste."
"You're thinking of me too. Good girl."
Squish~♥
As I groped her ass like that while talking, Miyuki let out a soft moan and said to me,
"Eek♥ But in return, please tire Souta out too, Master♥ It'd be nice to stroll around slowly together~♥"
"Got it. Don't worry about that."
That was the reason I'd ended up separating from Miyuki.
Mom would show up around the time for the fireworks later. For now, Souta and I planned to wander around and enjoy the festival.
Once we arrived, I savored the festival at 200%.
Just like in anime, scooping up goldfish and all.
"Whoa! Takuya, how many is that already?!"
"Ten. I'll give 'em to you when we're done."
"Really?!"
"Yeah. We can't keep stuff like this at my place anyway."
Trying the cork-gun rifle too.
Bang!
"Takuya! Hit again!"
"Heh. Souta, this is what a marksman looks like."
"You're amazing!"
"A few prizes left. You give it a shot too, Souta."
"You sure?"
"I've already nabbed all the good ones anyway."
"Hehe. Thanks!"
Maybe my old shooting form hadn't rusted away—it wasn't that hard.
The problem was I'd hit too well, so the shop owner running the booth eyed me suspiciously.
"You in the military or something?"
"Nah, just a regular guy."
"That doesn't seem..."
"Well, excuse us!"
"Hey, kid! Wait a sec!"
Grabbing the prizes, Souta and I bolted and decided to take a break on a nearby bench.
We reached a bench a step away from the bustling festival action, where fewer people were. We set down our heavy loot and caught our breath.
After resting up, my stomach started rumbling, so I asked Souta,
"Souta, anything you wanna eat?"
"Something to eat? Hmm... yakisoba?"
"Okay. I'll grab some yakisoba and something else for me."
"No, let me—"
"Consider it payment for watching the bags. Wait here."
I said that and dashed off to the yakisoba stall before he could reply.
"Two yakisoba, please."
"Two yakisoba! Just a moment~!"
"Sure."
After ordering and waiting a bit, I got steaming hot yakisoba and hustled around ordering other food for myself.
As I wandered like that for a moment,
I spotted the funniest scene.
"Uwaho wwwww Super kawaiiii girl wwwww"
Munch munch.
"Hey hey. She's the girl I reserved first—if you don't back off, you're done for~?"
Two thugs who looked like total punks were fighting over a girl.
Munch munch.
You might wonder what was so funny about it.
Honestly, two delinquents with regent hairdos straight out of a gag manga scrapping over a girl was hilarious enough.
But it was even funnier because the girl sandwiched between those two punks was Haruka.
Pfft. Ah, no. Why the hell is she over there?
It wasn't funny seeing Haruka get dragged off by some other guy. It was just...
Man, those guys are really going at it over a girl who looks zero percent interested.
Haruka was munching her donut like she couldn't care less, which made their bickering even more ridiculous.
Though, why eat a donut at a festival?
The question crossed my mind briefly, but it wasn't important right now.
Eh, whatever. Not a big deal.
I passed by the regent-haired punks fiercely competing over Haruka and approached her, still savoring her donut.
Reaching Haruka, I immediately grabbed her wrist.
-Snap.
"What the hell, you bastard?!"
"Wanna throw down? Come on~!!"
I ignored the regent punks gearing up for a fistfight and just scooped Haruka right out.
"Fisherman's steal in a crowd like this!"
"No way, someone actually swiped her?"
It was such a perfect, lightning-fast snatch that even the onlookers were impressed.
Anyway, once we'd gotten far from the punks' brawl, I asked Haruka, who was still holding her donut,
"Haruka. What are you doing here?"
Well, the answer was obviously,
"Figured a festival would have lots of fun stuff."
"Ah."
It was so obvious I let out a dumb exclamation without thinking.
Hmm. Guess I asked the wrong question. I rephrased to what I really wanted to know.
"What were you doing surrounded by those guys back there?"
Haruka answered with her usual blank expression, like it was no big deal.
"I was eating a donut when one of those guys who ended up fighting came over and asked to hang out. I said no, then another one did the same, and suddenly they started fighting."
"Uh... so you don't know them?"
"Nope. First time seeing them today."
Man, she's something else. A chick they'd just met today, and they're throwing down... well, not exactly a lovers' quarrel, more like a straight-up brawl. Anyway, impressive they went that far.
And at the same time, kinda pitiful.
Because,
Squish~♥
"Don't worry. My prince is only you, Takuya."
"I get it, so can you stop groping your own tits with my hand where everyone can see?"
Haruka was already 'my woman'.
Those guys had fought over a girl they couldn't even taste.
Thinking that, I felt my dick hardening without realizing.
*Throb!*
Luckily, I wasn't going commando or in fundoshi, so I managed to play it off like no erection happened.
"Takuya. Wanna head over there?"
...or not.
No clue how she knew, but Haruka pressed right up against my side and whispered in my ear about going into the bushes.
Just in case, I asked why the bushes all of a sudden.
"Takuya. You're rock hard right now."
...She said it so matter-of-factly I couldn't deny it.
Fine. Might as well drain one off then...
Resigned, I asked Haruka to give me a titty drain in the bushes—right as,
"Master...?"
A voice I really didn't want to hear right now came from behind.
I turned my head slightly to check, and I was stunned.
"M-Miyuki?"
There stood Miyuki, her already beautiful face transformed into something celebrity-level, staring at me.
Haruka, Miyuki, and I sat awkwardly on a bench.
No, it was less awkward and more a profound silence.
In that heavy silence,
'It's frigid. Like, brutally cold.'
I was dying inside.
If I had to compare, it was like having a lover but cheating on them.
'Of course, the nuances were way different.'
We weren't officially dating either of them, and one was a married woman.
Totally different vibe, but if I had to draw a parallel, that's it.
Thanks to that, I couldn't utter a word in the silence.
What saved me from slowly dying in that deep quiet was Miyuki finally speaking up.
No, the moment she opened her mouth, the silence-shrouded atmosphere flipped 180 degrees. No, 90? Wait.
"P-Please don't abandon me. Sob... Master."
'Wha? Why's she crying?'
I panicked hard seeing Miyuki suddenly burst into tears.
I'd expected anger from her, but here she was sniffling, clutching my collar, begging not to be tossed aside. Why?
Especially while pleading not to be abandoned.
My brain short-circuited for a sec, but I calmed down and asked what she meant. With such a young, pretty girl next to me, wasn't I done with her?
At that absurd statement, I firmly denied it, and only then did Miyuki seem to get my sincerity, stopping her tears.
Once she'd composed herself fully, she said,
"...I'm really, truly relieved."
Just to be sure, I asked again,
"But seriously, you're not mad I'm with another girl?"
"I'm not that narrow-minded. And since I carry another man's child, I can't monopolize all of you anyway. I just hope you never discard me."
Miyuki answered my question with a bitter smile.
'Me, abandon Miyuki...!'
She thought I'd ditch those massive milk tanks and her slutty pussy?
I decided to give Miyuki a stern talking-to for such impure thoughts.
I forcibly kissed the bittersweet-looking Miyuki.
"Master, why—mmph♥"
Smack♥ Smooch♥ Slurp♥
After a deep kiss, I pulled away from her sweet lips and said,
"Miyuki, no matter what happens, I'll never abandon you. Got it? At least not until I can form a whole baseball team with just you."
At my words, Miyuki blushed a bit but beamed happily.
"Yes♥ Master."
In that heartwarming moment,
"So, Takuya. Still not going over there?"
Haruka, munching on some dangos from who-knows-where, pointed at the bushes again.
Souta and I froze for a second, but Miyuki took one look at Haruka and smiled brightly before saying to me,
"Since you couldn't relieve yourself because of me, I'll help too."
"No, you don't have to..."
"I'll help!"
Under that unspoken pressure, I had no choice but to accept, and Miyuki said gleefully,
"Then let's hurry!"
Miyuki's smile as she led me along,
for some reason,
felt incredibly radiant.