Chapter 409 – Wet Pants #2

“Try this.”

Hiyori picked up the cooked beef tongue with chopsticks and transferred it to my plate.
Since a while ago, he has been eating small pieces and only giving me beef tongue, so I wonder what he is doing now.
Hiyori’s concept today is a wise mother and good wife?

“Didn’t you say you wanted to eat beef tongue?”

“I did.”

“But why aren’t you eating?”

“I’m eating too.”

“You eat it little by little. “Don’t act calm and eat this.”

“Ah.”

When I dipped the beef tongue in lemon sauce and presented it to Hiyori, she suddenly opened her mouth.
It looks like a baby bird opening its mouth to its mother who brought food.
I laughed out loud at her quick action, which made me wonder if that was her purpose in the first place, and I obediently put the beef tongue in her mouth.

“Is it delicious?”

I think I can hear Hiyori humming as she shakes her head.
I was worried about whether I should go to the otolaryngologist, and after eating all the beef tongue and other meat, I tried to pay, but I couldn’t overcome Hiyori’s stubbornness and refused, saying that she didn’t say she was buying food, so I went out.

Not long after, Hiyori followed me, one of her cheeks swollen.
A clattering sound coming from inside her mouth.
I narrowed my eyes at him and asked.

“Are you eating candy?”

“Huh. Peppermint candy.”

“What about mine?”

“Here.”

Hiyori is holding a long, horizontal peppermint candy halfway out of her lips.
She casually tries to give me what she was eating, but she’s fussing about it, thinking that if I actually take it and eat it, her face will instantly get hot.

Now I see that one of Hiyori’s hands is curled up.
I reached out for her hand, certain that she had her candy in it, and with her carefree look on her face, she put her candy back into her own mouth and placed her own bantam on my palm. I raised my fist.

“He…”

Then, with a bright smile, she slowly opened her hand.
It’s just an insignificant, ordinary prank by Hiyori, but why does it have the feel of a romantic comedy?
As the surroundings become brighter, there seems to be a breeze.
Why? Is it because Hiyori’s bright smile looks so innocent?

It doesn’t matter what happens.
If Hiyori is pretty, smiling brightly like that in front of me, then she’s fine.
With that in mind, I opened the candy wrapper that Hiyori gave me.

“But is this free?”

“What if I open it and bite it? “It’s free or I’ll give it back to you?”

“It’s free.”

“That’s right.”

“Okay then.”

“Don’t be weird.”

I’m repeating back what I often say.
I, who was fed up with Hiyori’s mischievous side, spoke while savoring the mint scent that had begun to linger in her mouth.

“What do you want to do now?”

“Shall we go to karaoke?”

“Not much there. Should we go see a movie?”

“Didn’t you give me the right to decide?”

“It’s not?”

“Then why did you ask what you were going to do?”

“It just came out of habit.”

“Did you hit your head in the restaurant bathroom earlier?”

“Do you look crazy?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think it’s something you should say when you steal items and hit your head with a hammer.”

Did you remember what happened in the game at that time?
The corners of Hiyori’s mouth drew an arc.

“I didn’t say anything and you did it?”

“Don’t talk back. Let’s go.”

“What are you going to watch?”

“It’s right on time.”

“All right.”

A spontaneous date isn’t bad either.
Whatever I do with Hiyori is fine, though.

A huge movie theater building in front of you.
We turned our eyes towards that place and walked away at the same time without anyone saying anything.

**

Hiyori and I had some similarities.
It wasn’t about personality, it was about inclination.

It was still like that now. Unlike Miyuki, who tends to watch her own trailers, Hiyori didn’t wonder what the movie was about even when I booked a ticket while she was in the bathroom.

“Aren’t you asking what movie I quit?”

“It’s exciting to go there without knowing the genre at all. “Don’t tell me.”

The answer was similar to what I expected.
But isn’t this the question Hiyori asked me the other day?

Did Miyuki ask you? Or was she Lenka?
First of all, it’s not Chinami… It feels like déjà vu, but it doesn’t really matter.

“Do you want to tell me? “Come here.”

When I gave Hiyori a flicking gesture with her index finger, she overtook her, startled, and pretended to run away from me.
She was such a tomboyish girl. A person named Hiyori.

With that in mind, I went with her to buy her popcorn and cola at her concession stand and entered the theater just as the movie was about to start.
And…

“What’s that?”

Hiyori took her seat and looked back at me with a bewildered look on her face as the distributor’s logo appeared on the screen, revealing that she was not a real person but a cartoon character.

“Exorcist Swordsman Chizuru Movie Version. The subtitle is Tracking the Legendary Yoma.”

“What on earth is that?”

“Comic book.”

“Do you like this?”

“You like romance comics too.”

“That’s true, but you’re not into watching cartoons like your senior, are you?”

“This was the only thing that fit the time.”

“For some reason, the only people around were children and parents… Is this fun for us to watch?”

“I don’t know.”

“Did you say it was a theatrical version? Do you know the existing cartoon story?”

“I don’t know. “I’ve never seen it before.”

“So it’s ruined?”

“You don’t even know that. Do you know by any chance? “Maybe it’s your taste?”

“Is it?”

“It’s like that. “Just give me some popcorn.”

“All right.”

Hiyori’s expression brightened as if she had decided to think about it, and her hand went to the button of her own cardigan.
From the way she was acting, it was clear that she was thinking of placing popcorn on her cleavage like last time.
I laughed out loud and hit Hiyori’s forehead as she unbuttoned the top button.

Just-! Hiyori grabs her forehead with a cheerful sound.
What follows is her eyes closed and her head thrown back, and the sight of her playing around pretending to faint is hilarious.
I spoke as I very lightly tapped Hiyori’s forehead with the palm of my hand.

“Wake up.”

“Yes.”

Mmmm. I feel like I’m having a relationship for the first time in a while.
Since I want to maintain this feeling now, let’s just watch the movie and watch the full story of No-Pantry Hiyori’s humiliation.

**

“How was it? “Did you have fun?”

Hiyori replied angrily to my question as she threw the finished box of popcorn into the trash can.

“It wasn’t good.”

“Okay?”

“Yes. But now that I think about it, I think it was fun.”

“What is that reed-like sentiment?”

“It just felt that way.”

It seems like they found it fun to watch with me.
Neither of us knew the main character of the movie at all, so we couldn’t get immersed in it, so we just chatted about strange things…
Hiyori must have liked that.

When I came out of the movie theater, it was still bright outside.
It’s almost evening, but it looks like summer is here.

We bought ice cream at a store we found on our way to the public parking lot and got into the car in a friendly atmosphere.

“Can I take you home?”

“No. “I have to go to my senior’s house.”

“Why.”

“You have to take those clothes with you.”

He was referring to a black bag containing panties and shorts.
I didn’t forget. I somehow feel regretful.

“If you drop me off at your house, I’ll go back on my own.”

“It’s okay. “I’ll give you a ride home.”

“Isn’t it annoying?”

“It doesn’t really bother me.”

“Is it so? “Then I’ll take care of you.”

Hiyori’s tone of voice became slightly embarrassed.
He seemed to feel better when I gave him my sincerity.

As I let out a light laugh at Hiyori’s honest feelings, she started hitting my thigh with her fist.
It seemed like her own thoughts were being read and she wanted to complain for no reason.

His mischievous side is usually revealed to the public, but this makes him seem even more immature.
Now that she had decided it was okay to start slowly, I scratched one cheek and pretended to reprimand Hiyori.

“Do not do that.”

Then Hiyori moved as I intended.

“Why? “Do you feel stimulated?”

I wanted to say something like that, and I was sure of it.
If I show a slight retreat, Hiyori, who is quite excited today, will definitely make a joke with a sexual flavor.

“No.”

“I think it’s coming? Great?”

She wanders around without even knowing in her dreams what will happen to her in the future.
I looked at Hiyori’s innocent face as she closed her mouth,

Tuk.

He lightly, gently slapped one of her thighs and covered it with his palm.

“Getting revenge?”

Hiyori’s question, who still didn’t realize my intention.

Tuk.

As he silently touched Hiyori’s thigh once more, Hiyori’s mouth fell shut and her eyes fluttered left and right a couple of times.
I felt like I finally figured it out. The atmosphere in the car is rapidly becoming strange.

“Fasten your belt.”

Hiyori, who flinched at the soft voice, shook her head…
As Hiyori’s delicate hand reached for the seat belt, I just then let her hand fall to the hem of her pants, which rose to mid-knee length.

“Ugh…?”

Surprised by that, Hiyori’s head stuck to the backrest.
It caused Hiyori’s chin to double, which would have given her a funny face if she were a normal person, but she’s still pretty even in that situation.

Hiyori’s bare legs, frozen tightly while holding onto her seatbelt, were very soft.
Should she say it felt like touching a child’s skin?
As I began to slowly stroke her soft skin, Hiyori spoke hastily.

“Now, wait a minute… I’ll stop…! Sorry…!!”

“You didn’t have any habits, right?”

“It was a joke…!?”

“Know. That’s why I’m joking too.”

“No… That…”

Hiyori trailed off and swallowed her breath.
It’s absurd that the confidence that provoked me has disappeared.

There was no sign of her wanting to pull out.
I don’t know if I’m so nervous that I don’t have time to come to my senses, or if I’m fine.
If you check from now on, you will understand.

Sigh…

“Hmm…!?”

As soon as her fingertips dig into the hem of her pants, she shrugs her shoulders.
Her breath, which she had just swallowed, leaks out from her nose as she lets out a strange exclamation, and before I know it, she is tickling my neck as I get closer to her.

To be bolder, but feel kinder.
As she slid her hand up Hiyori’s inner thigh with that touch, a response came from her.

“Oh…!”

One of Hiyori’s knees was slightly raised.
At the same time, her legs started trembling and crossing up and down very slowly.
It seemed like a tingling sensation had come over me.

“…”

She can see Hiyori’s eyelids fluttering as she doesn’t know what to do.
The wide-open eyes are even becoming playful, as if preparing for the next foreplay.

I wasn’t prepared. That was just an instinctive action.
Right now, Hiyori was oblivious to her ever-changing emotional state.
This means that her body recognizes my touch and prepares for it.

I lowered my upper body to a distance where my lips could touch hers, and called out to Hiyori, who was having trouble adjusting to her suddenly warm atmosphere.

“Hey.”

Then, a little spark returned to her bright golden eyes that had been blurry.

“…W-what…!”

I sharpen it again, but that’s it. To me it just looks like her frog is making one last struggle before her snake.
Hiyori probably has a weaker body than Lenka?
I need to check it out right now.

Hiyori’s pursed lips suddenly had a tiny gap.
Those plump lips, the front teeth that are faintly visible hidden in the shadow inside, are very greedy. Isn’t it something that I, who am greedy, must have?

After finishing her thoughts, I took advantage of her uvula making a big splash and suddenly pushed my face towards her and stuck out her tongue.
Then, he put it inside Hiyori’s lips, where the tint pigment had soaked in.

“Huh!?”

Afterwards, he gently wrapped the back of Hiyori’s neck as she let out a snort and moan at the same time and opened her eyes, and began to explore the inside of her mouth in earnest.