Chapter 62
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: 6.14 Naughty Prank with Yuuki? 3
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"Naibusu!! Open the door!!"
-Bang bang bang bang bang!
Akane pounded on the door like she was trying to break it down.
I'd been half out of my mind, but that racket snapped me back to reality.
I froze with my hand outstretched toward Yuuki's panties.
...What the hell was I just about to do?
To Yuuki? Me? My hand? Where was I going to touch her?
"Hah... hah... hah."
Yuuki was breathing raggedly, her face buried in my gym clothes.
Her skin was flushed, sweat beading in her cleavage.
She was just lying there, but she looked like she'd sprinted a hundred-meter dash.
Respiratory distress.
The word flashed through my mind.
Maybe the gym clothes over her face were suffocating her.
With that thought, I quickly pulled them away from her face.
"Hah... Naibusu...?"
Yuuki opened her eyes and looked up at me, squinting like the light was too much.
Her face was red, her eyes damp. Her slightly parted lips revealed the tip of her tongue.
Our eyes met as she gasped for breath.
I couldn't read Yuuki's mind.
But the emotion in her gaze was crystal clear.
'Why'd you stop? Touch me more. Make me feel even better.'
That feeling in her eyes wasn't my imagination.
Something inside me wavered.
I gritted my teeth and forced myself to hold steady.
"...Yuuki. Looks like the 'act' worked a bit too well. Akane's losing it out there."
It was the signal that the 'play-acting' was over.
"Ah..."
A regretful sigh slipped from Yuuki's lips.
All the while, Akane kept hammering on the door.
-Bang bang bang bang!
"Yuuki! You okay? That pervert didn't do anything weird to you, did he? Open the door!"
"...Hah..."
Yuuki let out a sigh tinged with irritation.
Tough luck, Akane.
Yuuki's favor toward you just took another nosedive.
"Naibusu! Open this door! Right now!"
"Jeez. What a temper."
"If you don't open it, I'll set it on fire! One! Two!"
"Fire? Are you nuts? Hold on!"
Fire was a no-go.
I tried to pull away from Yuuki to open the door...
"Wait. Naibusu."
"Huh?"
Yuuki grabbed the back of my neck.
And then.
Yuuki's face drew close.
Whoa.
Whoa?
What.
What?
While I was flustered,
Yuuki pressed her lips to mine.
Well, not quite to my lips.
It was right next to them—my cheek.
-Mwah.
Yuuki planted her lips there and gave a little suck.
A stinging ache lingered where her lips had touched.
"...Gotta leave some kind of mark."
...Mark.
A mark, huh.
Come to think of it, Yuuki's lips were glossier than usual. Lip tint, maybe?
No mirror in my room to check, but her lipstick print was probably smeared on my face.
...A mark for Akane to see.
If that's all it was, no big deal. Wasn't on the lips or anything.
No need to read too much into it.
"...Hold on."
This time I really tried to pull away, but she grabbed my collar.
"Hey? Whoa."
And then Yuuki started unbuttoning my uniform jacket.
"You're going out like that? Too neat, and it'll look suspicious."
She had a point.
My clothes were way too pristine for someone who'd supposedly been fooling around.
I needed to look a little rumpled.
But 'a little' wasn't enough for Yuuki, apparently.
"Ngh."
First my face.
-Smack, suck.
Then she left one mark each on my neck and upper chest.
"...There. Perfect."
She checked the marks on my neck and chest.
Then nodded, looking satisfied.
The spots where her lips had touched burned hot.
Couldn't see them from my angle, but I could feel the marks were definitely there.
"Naibusu! I'm really gonna set it on fire this time! For real!"
Even Akane had some common sense.
She wasn't seriously planning to start a fire.
It was just a desperate plea to open the door, dialed up to eleven.
"Opening it now."
Yuuki hastily gathered her uniform and started dressing.
I opened the door with my uniform still half-off.
-Click.
"What the hell were you...?"
Akane hadn't believed it right up until the door swung open.
No way we'd do something like that. It had to be her misunderstanding.
That's what she'd clung to.
But anxiety gnawed at her. She couldn't stand not confirming it with her own eyes.
So she'd pounded on the door.
But now, seeing the scene inside, that belief shattered.
"No way..."
Naibusu, uniform half-undone.
Kiss marks on his face and body.
Yuuki, slipping into her uniform in her underwear.
The reality it all pointed to... was just one thing.
"Y-Yuuki... did Naibusu do something to you...?"
"Hah."
Yuuki sighed at Akane's trembling question.
"Akane. I told you not to come in."
Irritation toward the interrupter laced Yuuki's voice.
"I-I was just worried about you, Yuuki..."
Yuuki smirked at the panicking, teary-eyed Akane.
"Worried? You? About me?"
"Eek...!"
Yuuki could make that face too.
It was so cruel, the thought hit me.
Well, yeah.
Akane had even plotted to gangbang her.
The plan fell through, sure, but apologies now wouldn't erase the past.
So of course Yuuki would find it laughable that Akane suddenly cared about her well-being.
All self-inflicted by Akane.
"I-I... I wanted to apologize to you, Yuuki..."
Tears welled up in Akane's eyes.
Any second now, they'd spill over.
Yuuki's expression softened a touch at the sight.
She smiled gently.
"Akane. Like I said earlier, I've already forgiven you. And thanks to you, Naibusu and I got 'this close'."
"Wha..."
"You asked Naibusu to help us make up, right? I agreed—as long as he did 'this' with me too. Right, Naibusu?"
"Uh? Oh, yeah, sure, something like that."
Why did that soft smile scare me more than her glare?
Girls are terrifying.
...But Yuuki's a guy... Nah, whatever. Just call her a girl now.
"Akane. So now we're 'pillar sisters'. Let's get along from here on out, sis."
Yuuki flashed Akane an innocent smile.
When two or more guys share one girl, it's called a 'hole brothel'.
Conversely, two or more girls sharing one guy are 'pillar sisters'.
Yuuki had just outright admitted she'd 'done it' with me.
"Sisters..."
Akane muttered blankly, staring at me in a daze.
Then that dazed look twisted into a demon's scowl.
"Naibusu...!"
My name leaked through her clenched teeth.
"Yeah? Me?"
This was my fault too?
Well, she probably needed an outlet for her anger.
I'd take a slap or two. Didn't even hurt.
I braced my face for it.
But no slap came.
Instead, thick tears rolled down Akane's cheeks.
-Plop.
Akane's tear hit the floor.
Hmm. Guess it failed after all.
Figured as much.
Akane still hadn't been truly forgiven by Yuuki. Sure, Yuuki said the words, but deep down, real forgiveness was impossible.
For Akane, this calm verbal barrage hurt worse than a slap. She'd probably rather get hit.
Thinking back, it was questionable if Yuuki ever had enough affection for her to forgive in the first place.
"Sob...!"
In the end, Akane couldn't bear her pathetic situation and ran off crying.
Poor Akane.
Should've done better from the start.
"Still, wasn't that a bit harsh...?"
I'm the one stuck dealing with the aftermath.
I muttered accusingly at Yuuki, who shot me a pouty glare while haphazardly fixing her uniform.
"What? You're taking Akane's side now, Naibusu? After one time?"
"N-No, that's not it..."
...What was this?
For a second, Yuuki felt totally like a real girl.
Her teasing sent a chill down my spine.
...Just kidding, right?
"Whatever. Go chase after Akane already."
"Huh? Akane?"
"You'll sneak after her anyway, right?"
"Well... yeah, but..."
Yuuki knows me too well.
Akane was stacking up all sorts of 'flags' right now.
Leave her like this, and she'd get assaulted somewhere.
"Naibusu. Take good care of Akane."
There was an inexplicable loneliness in Yuuki's smile as she said it.
"...Got it."
People's hearts are complicated.
No clue what was going through Yuuki's head.
Akane's probably an object of love-hate for her too. In a different way from me.
It's surprisingly hard to truly hate someone who likes you.
"Alright, I'm off."
"Yeah."
I left the house under Yuuki's lukewarm send-off.
I'd clocked the direction Akane bolted in from the start, so tracking her was easy.
I quietly tailed her.
"Hoo..."
After Naibusu and Akane left.
Yuuki was alone in Naibusu's room.
"..."
Yuuki slowly looked around the room.
Naibusu's desk, Naibusu's closet, Naibusu's bed.
Naibusu's gym clothes, pillow, blanket.
Everything in sight carried Naibusu's scent.
-Gulp.
Yuuki swallowed dryly without thinking.
But she shook her head right away.
"...No, no way."
What was she about to do in her friend's room with the owner gone?
Yuuki shuddered at the mere thought.
She tried to clear her mind and get out of there fast.
...But.
Her hand on the doorknob had no strength.
She couldn't leave the room like this.
No matter how hard she tried not to think, it bubbled up.
What she'd just done with her close friend.
Hot embers still smoldered in Yuuki's lower belly.
Heading home obediently would just mean endless torment from the throbbing.
...In that case, maybe right here, where Naibusu's traces lingered...
"...J-Just once. Only once. I'll finish before Naibusu gets back..."
With that, Yuuki crawled back onto Naibusu's bed.