The Seryu Military Company Picnic
After the initial commotion died down, the water fight began anew. We splashed each other for what felt like ages before it was finally time for dinner. The men—except for Sawayanagi Shigeru and Kitayama Junichi, who already had girlfriends, and the clairvoyant Kim Youngchan—had vanished. It looked like their attempts at picking up women had been successful.
When I asked Sawayanagi Azuma about it, she told me they had said they’d find their own dinner and disappeared. The real surprise was that the serious, stoic Sawayanagi Tobe had actually succeeded in his hunt. Color me impressed. He really didn’t seem like the type at all.
Dinner was steak donburi made from the leftover meat from yesterday. Of course the pension had prepared plenty of other dishes too, but with so many of the men gone, the reduced headcount meant there was an absurd amount of food left over.
After inhaling the meat-laden steak bowls and then polishing off the pension’s prepared dishes, my stomach was pleasantly full. It felt wonderful.
Unlike my improved mood, Alic looked a little down. It was probably because of the earlier mass electrocution incident.
“What’s wrong, Alic?”
“Alic made a mistake and gave all her friends a big shock…”
I gently stroked the head of the dejected Alic. She explained that she only ever used her electric powers when someone attacked her and rarely brought them out otherwise.
The ability itself was so destructive that she had always been overly cautious with it. Ironically, that very caution seemed to have prevented her from learning proper control.
“It’s fine. You just have to make sure not to mess up next time. You’ll get better at controlling it by using it more rather than holding back. So let’s practice a lot, okay?”
“...Yeah.”
Seeing her nod so earnestly, it looked like her spirits had lifted a little.
“She’s right. We all made tons of mistakes when we were kids. I set fire to several places and got scolded constantly, and Seari couldn’t control her wind powers so she would accidentally flip up her own skirt without realizing it… If you keep using your ability, you’ll get used to it.”
Kiyona Mari, who had been listening nearby, added her own thoughts to mine. A few questions suddenly popped into my head, so I turned to her.
“Then what kind of mistakes did Azuma and Lianna make? They’re psychic types, so I can’t really imagine what they would have done wrong…”
“Well, Azuma used to have all sorts of weird precognitions. Like exactly when her father was going to take a shit, or what the lunch menu would be…”
Knowing the lunch menu actually sounds pretty useful. Though obviously no one wants to know when someone’s taking a dump.
“Mari, stop saying weird things!”
“Yeah, that’s Too Much Information!!”
When Sawayanagi Azuma tried to stop Kiyona Mari from spilling her childhood embarrassments, Lianna Holden jumped in to back her up.
“Hiss! Keep that up and I’ll say something even worse?”
It seemed Kiyona Mari knew quite a few of their weak points. The moment she made that hissing sound, both women fell silent like they’d swallowed their tongues. Kiyona Mari… Her chest might be small, but her stockpile of information was impressive.
“Continuing on, Lianna couldn’t control her telepathy and would broadcast her every thought. She used to walk around projecting things like ‘I’m hungry!’ for everyone nearby to hear. That’s why she couldn’t leave the Seryu-tai office much. She had to keep the fact that she was a superpowered individual hidden, after all.”
I see. Even psychics can’t control their powers as children, so it must have been truly dangerous. If I had awakened the Abyss during my own childhood, I probably would have gone insane from its magical power.
“Did you hear that, Alic? So don’t worry. Keep using your ability and you’ll get better at controlling it.”
Kiyona Hori, sitting beside us, pulled Alic into a hug with her large breasts and comforted her. Alic enjoyed the soft, bouncy sensation with her usual blank expression.
After dinner ended, we started drinking with the leftover dishes as snacks. Alic was curious about the taste of alcohol, so I let her have a sip of strawberry-banana chu-hi. She drank it happily in small, satisfied gulps. Then she looked at me with those pure, innocent eyes and asked.
“This… is it a drink?”
Was this what it meant to be a Russian girl? It seemed her DNA simply didn’t register chu-hi as alcohol. Alic went back to sipping her “juice,” while the men teased Kim Youngchan mercilessly for failing to pick anyone up and kept forcing drinks on him. All he could say was “Damn it…! Damn it…!” as he downed everything they gave him.
This could end up creating some serious black history…?
Fortunately(?), Kim Youngchan was the type who simply passed out cold when drunk, so we were spared any drunken ranting. It would have been a little disappointing not to hear him yell something like “I want to do it with a girl too!” though.
Hmm. It was fun staying sober while everyone else got wasted, but being the only clear-headed one wasn’t all that great either. It felt especially unfair that even Fujigasaki Rinka—who was far stronger than me—was drunk. I stood up from my seat to head back to my room when Fujigasaki Rinka, in the middle of pouring alcohol into her mouth, glanced my way.
“Kyahaha! This stuff tastes great too, huh? Oh, disciple, you heading up?”
“Yes. I’m going to curse Kazuhiro out over the phone. He went off to the American team without even contacting me.”
“That guy was probably out of his mind. The incident was quite a shock to him. He’s been getting psychiatric counseling ever since.”
Fujigasaki Rinka defended Kazuhiro. Well… he was an ordinary person. He was just a soccer player with slightly better physical abilities than average. Watching over twenty thousand people die right in front of him would have been an enormous mental blow.
Still, I couldn’t just let it go without complaining. I told her I understood and headed up to my room. Before going upstairs, I glanced back and saw the Kiyona Hori and Mari sisters chatting with Sawayanagi Azuma and Lianna Holden. Were they talking business?
If it was something important, they’d probably fill me in later since I was the investor. I returned to my room, lay down on the bed, and picked up my phone.
As Fujigasaki Rinka had said, he seemed to have been so mentally exhausted that he had even forgotten to tell me. Since he apologized right away, I decided not to press him any further.
The Japanese national team rarely changed coaches once one was chosen, so it was obvious he wouldn’t get to play for Japan until the next World Cup. Choosing the American team was the natural decision.
Wait, the Japanese coach was bald? He didn’t look it…
I asked Kazuhiro about it, and he told me the coach apparently wore a wig. One of the recently selected players had spilled the beans.
Hmm, I see. I told him to do his best and ended the chat. He seemed fine over Line, but I was still a little worried about how he was doing in person. At least he was getting counseling. He’d probably be okay.
After closing Line, I opened MeTube and saw that a new bombshell had been uploaded. The thumbnail read “Shingang Group’s Daughter-in-Law Haruyoon Divorces!” I decided to check actual internet news articles rather than risk watching what might be fake MeTube content.
The article confirmed that Haruyoon had indeed divorced. It basically said that the former daughter-in-law of a chaebol family had ended her marriage due to irreconcilable differences in personality.
What kind of day was this? Things just kept happening. I sent a KakaoTalk message to both Han Yuhyeon and Haruyoon asking if they were okay. They must have both been resting because they replied at almost the same time.
So in the end, both of them were okay. I asked if there was anything I could do for them, and they replied at the same time again.
As expected of mother and daughter—their desires were exactly the same. I took a selfie of myself lying on the bed and sent it to both of them. Hmm, I really am handsome.
This time their reactions differed. As expected of a former married woman and current divorcee, Haruyoon was much more aggressive. I stroked myself until I was fully hard, took a photo, and sent it. As a bonus I sent it to Han Yuhyeon too. In return, both of them sent me their own sexy selfies.
This was definitely a win. One dick pic in exchange for two photos from them. After that they both went silent, so it looked like they were masturbating while staring at my cock. I was slowly stroking myself while looking at their photos when the door suddenly burst open.
“Investor, I have a request…! The Kiyona sisters’… Kyaa!”
Sawayanagi Azuma had done every kind of sex act imaginable with me, but seeing me masturbate for the first time made her let out a small scream. I heard quiet shrieks from behind her as well and saw that Kiyona Hori and Kiyona Mari were standing there covering their mouths.
Well, in times like this you just have to brazen it out. I proudly displayed my rock-hard erection as if nothing was wrong and spoke to all of them.
“First, come inside the room.”
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