Chapter 398 – How She Enjoys Romantic Comedies #2

Miyuki’s mouth is busy as she puts her backpack on her lap and wraps her arms around her.
The reason was none other than my tongue.

Miyuki’s teeth, her gums, and the tip of her tongue slowly licking the back of her lips.
Did that feeling feel good?

“Ugh…”

Her cute snoring sound came out from Miyuki’s nose.
It was an added bonus that her body twitched every time her tongue went deeper.
Just like when she first kissed me in Miyuki’s room, she enjoyed skinship with me in a very excited manner.

In front of Miyuki’s house, I kissed her for quite a long time and pulled her face away, feeling her warm nose tickle the corners of her mouth and philtrums.
Afterwards, I licked my lips, which were soaked with Miyuki’s saliva, with my tongue.

Then Miyuki buried her forehead in her backpack.
It’s both funny and pretty to see him get embarrassed every time he acts this blatantly.

“I’ll go…”

Miyuki’s words turned her head slightly and glanced at me.
I asked, tucking one side of her falling hair behind her ear.

“Can I not carry your bag? “Isn’t it heavy?”

“I can lift this much…”

“If my parents were there, I would have stopped by to say hello, but I told them I’d come see them later.”

“Huh.”

“Thank you for your hard work during the trip.”

“Good job Matsuda-kun too. See you tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

Miyuki stood in front of the front door and waved her free hand until her car turned the corner.
After watching her through her side mirror, I returned to her house thinking that I should really get some rest today.

I’ve only been away from home for three days, but it seems like some weeds have grown.
It’s a hassle to mow, so I guess I’ll have to call someone.

As I opened the large door window and went inside, I was greeted by a living room brightened by sunlight.
It feels friendly, but at the same time, it’s so quiet that it feels somewhat lonely.

In cases like this, you can resolve the issue through conversation with the slave.
After a quick shower, I came out feeling refreshed, laid down a cozy mattress, laid down on it, picked up my cell phone, and called Lenka.

-Hello.

After a couple of beeps, Lenka’s calm voice was heard.
I said, thinking that she seemed a little embarrassed for some reason.

“Where is it?”

-… It’s outside.

“Then you can just say that. Why are you taking your time? “Were you nervous that I might ask you to meet me?”

-Wh-what are you talking about… Stop delusional.

“Where exactly is the location?”

-Why should I tell you that?

Lenka is honest when she is proud of herself.
Nevertheless, drawing it out like that… I think it can be seen as meaning that I am in a place where my weakness can be found.

“Did you go buy a figure?”

-… No?

The tone suddenly rose. I think I hit the nail on the head.
It may not be exactly a figure, but it’s clear that I went to buy something related to animation.

“That’s right.”

-No?

“Are you going to keep lying? “Can you see my face tomorrow?”

-Is there any reason why I can’t see your face?

“All right. Was the school trip fun?”

-I was glad that I felt very comfortable without you.

“You speak too harshly. “I wanted to see the manager and teacher.”

-You’re funny. A topic that I only thought about strangely. I’m busy so hang up.

“Is it so.”

When I obediently agreed, Lenka seemed to sense a suspicious aura and became silent.
After a moment of silence, she asked in a half-hearted tone of her own.

-… Are you really quitting?

“Yes.”

-Yeah, yeah. Thanks for your effort.

Lenka, saying her goodbyes in a slightly anxious tone, hung up on her.
Looking at that reaction, I wonder if it’s time to do the neglectful play I was thinking about before.
After inviting Lenka and Chinami to my house, I will have to think about it very positively.

I yawned widely from the sudden fatigue and closed my eyes.
There is nothing to do alone, so it is right to sleep like this so that tomorrow comes quickly.

**

Next day.
When I arrived at the academy, I saw that the majority of students, regardless of grade, were going to school in a relaxed manner.

Even though the place was different, the time when we left for the trip was the same, so the way we all seemed to be lost in the lingering emotions made us feel like zombies.
On days like this, the school is just closed. The principal has no sense whatsoever.
It’s absolutely deplorable.

When I returned to the classroom with Miyuki, I found that students who normally did not communicate well were talking in a friendly atmosphere.
Did you get closer quickly on your trip? This is what all youth field trips are like.

“Hi. Miyuki, Matsuda-kun.”

The vice-captain greets us with an open book.
His voice is more friendly than usual when he talks to me. I guess this is also a positive function of a school trip.
Our bread girl… Is still inhaling flour. Consistency is amazing.

“Did everyone sleep well?”

“As soon as I got back, I just lay down on the bed. “I’m so sleepy that I think I’m going to die.”

As soon as I sat down, I looked at Miyuki and her vice-president having a normal conversation, then lay down on the desk.
Suddenly I just want to lie down and sleep.

Even I, who come to the Academy with a happy heart to see heroines, is like this, so how can other people be appalled?
They’ll probably all be upset once class starts.

And my expectations were exactly correct.
When the first period began, more than half of the students lost motivation.

The English teacher who came in just now is a bit of a flirtatious type, so normally she would have hardened her complexion and said something…
He didn’t seem to have any intention of saying anything major to the students who were burnt out after the exam and the field trip, so he proceeded with the class roughly and gave them a break.

After somehow finishing the afternoon class, I went down the stairs to listen to Hiyori’s request when Miyuki went to the student council room.

The hallway was very quiet, as everyone had already gone off to do club activities.
When Hiyori arrived at her class and took a quick peek at her back door, he noticed her slightly reclining her chair with her legs resting on her desk and shaking her body.

He looks like he’s thinking a lot about something.
But I think I’ll fall if I do that…
Hiyori’s skirt is too short to worry about that.

It’s a bonus that the inner thighs are openly exposed due to the hunky posture.
Looking at her defenseless Hiyori, I let out a deep sigh in her mind and called out to her as I entered her classroom.

“Hey.”

Hiyori quickly turned her head, smiled brightly, and gave an answer that seemed to have anticipated what I was saying.

“I know.”

I don’t know whether to say I’m glad I found out, or shameless.
When I placed my forehead against the length of the skirt, which did not look like a uniform and openly exposed her thighs, Hiyori giggled, straightened her posture and stood up.

“I’m going to change after club activities. “But where is my bag?”

“In the car.”

“My swimsuit was there, did you smell it?”

I hadn’t thought about it that far, but Hiyori boosts my pervert power.
I’d like to take charge of it before I go to the kendo club room.
I looked around the classroom and said, ignoring Hiyori who started the engine again.

“There’s no need to clean it, right? “It’s all sorted out well.”

“I just put the chair in before the senior came.”

“Good job. But why is the mirror in such condition?”

A picture drawn on the large mirror attached to the back of the classroom.
In response to my question about it, Hiyori pointed to the lipstick rolling next to the trash can.

“I doodled it with a lipstick that my friend didn’t use.”

“Is that so? “Why did you stop drawing cats?”

“They say it’s hard to draw eyes.”

What is the square character next to the cat that seems to be dripping with annoyance? I have no idea what it means.

Still, I know that you are very youthful.
If only there were lip marks, it would be just like a student… It’s a shame I can’t show that.

“You need to clean it?”

“I see.”

“Shouldn’t I have told you to wipe it and leave?”

“I’m on cleaning duty anyway.”

“You have a bit of a pushy temperament.”

“I guess so.”

Hiyori shrugs her shoulders as if it’s no big deal.
Strangely enough, I felt a bit different from the person she was today.
The conversation itself feels like it’s going crazy.
Usually, when this happens, it means that the other person is thinking about something else.

I was debating whether or not to touch Hiyori’s stupid fur, who was reacting indifferently despite her prank, so I chose the latter and started aligning the crooked desk from the front.
Then Hiyori came over and suddenly started fiddling with my arm.

“What are you doing?”

“Touch my arm.”

“So why.”

“Because I want to touch it.”

It really shows the My Way aspect.
I feel more and more stimulated by Hiyori’s cold touch from my forearm muscles.
It’s a refreshing stimulation that doesn’t just feel strange, but also makes you think of something strange.

Why do I suddenly feel this way?
Maybe it’s because Hiyori’s big eyes look even more moist today.

“Start by cleaning. “I’ll be late for club activities.”

“Give me a haircut.”

“You said you would cut it during vacation. “Don’t change the subject.”

“Matsumatsu.”

“Why.”

“Last time, your senior said that he was very greedy, right?”

“It did.”

“I’m also greedy.”

This is a statement that sounds very comprehensive.
Does Hiyori, realizing her greed for my harem, mean that she is also greedy and will monopolize me?
Or does it have a different meaning?

As I was lost in thought about what Hiyori’s intentions were, I inadvertently lifted the arm she was touching and tried to scratch her head.
But her Hiyori stopped her movement by draping her own thin arm around her right wrist, which was halfway up her.

Tuk. A light weight that is felt along with the feeling of movement.
At the same time, Hiyori’s feet came close to my feet.
When I was slightly taken aback by his bold action and tried to ask what he was doing,

“Ugh…!”

Her face was red and she had a determined expression on her face, and she made a peculiar gesture and suddenly raised her heels.
Then she closed her own eyelids, making eye contact with me, and pressed her lips to mine.

‘What…’

My eyes widen at the soft, sweet feel of her mouth, and her posture becomes awkward.
She thought something would happen, but she never dreamed something like this would happen.
My eyes, surprised by her bold behavior, naturally turn to the mirror in front of me… The mirror I mentioned.

We see the back of a tomboyish heroine with girlish sensibilities, standing on tiptoe.
There’s even graffiti that adds freshness…
It is a picture of a perfect romantic comedy that will naturally calm your mind.

Through the trembling of her lips as they press together, one can tell how nervous Hiyori is right now.
What should I do here?
No matter how much I thought about it, there was only one answer.

After thinking, I wrapped one arm around Hiyori’s waist as she closed her eyes tightly.
While balancing Hiyori’s shaking body, I used my hands to pull her delicate body towards me.