Chapter 429 – Lenka Trainer Diary 5

“Are you awake? Did you sleep well?”

When I came down to the first floor in good company with Miyuki, Midori in an apron greeted us.
She was wearing a flesh-colored T-shirt, so she thought for a moment that she was wearing a naked apron, but when she thought about it, she wasn’t surprised.
On the contrary, she liked it when she liked it.

“Yes, did you sleep well?”

“Huh. “Isn’t it cool to have a new house?”

Her aunt is pretty too.
It’s especially sexy to see the black bra peeking through the t-shirt.
I swallowed those words and bowed my head.

“Thank you.”

“Come and sit down. “I’ll prepare it for you in a moment.”

“All right. “What about you?”

“I left early.”

So that means I’m the only man in the house.
How nice it would be if it were night now.
A group of two or three gathered in the living room, drinking light alcohol and talking loudly, and if they digressed slightly to a sexual topic, the picture would have been great… But it was extremely deplorable.

I was sitting at the table, holding Miyuki’s hand with wet eyes, and when Kana came down, I smiled weakly, typical of the morning.

“Hello, sister.”

“Huh. Hi.”

From Kana’s perspective, I am a stranger, and it’s funny that she doesn’t even think about tidying up her messy hair.
Are you thinking of them like real siblings? Of course, that’s not possible, but it sucks just the way it is.

“It looks like you slept well?”

Kana, who was sitting across from Miyuki, spoke with a hint of humor in her tone.
At this, the tablecloth where Miyuki was sitting wriggled, and immediately Kana’s body flinched.
Seeing that she slightly opened her mouth to let out a silent scream and glared at her younger brother, it seemed as if Miyuki was pinching her with her foot to tell her to stop talking nonsense.

Come to think of it, the tablecloth at Miyuki’s house was long.
A situation where I am touching something with my feet suddenly comes to mind, and my sexual desire suddenly rises.

While I was thinking about all sorts of dirty things, Midori, who had finished preparing the breakfast with well-grilled mackerel, sat down on the chair.

“Enjoy your meal.”

Perhaps because it was a sleepy morning, the voice seemed even sweeter.
I’m going crazy imagining Midori tapping my silence followed and making me ejaculate in that tone, saying it’s right, it’s right.

After finishing the meal in such a friendly atmosphere, I finished brushing my teeth with the toothbrush that Miyuki had left in the bathroom on the second floor yesterday.
Afterwards, she returned to Miyuki’s room and placed her hand on Miyuki’s waist while she was making her bed.

“What happened to the blanket and bed sheets yesterday? “Did you suck it?”

“Huh.”

“When?”

“When I changed it yesterday, I turned it on in the washing machine and hung it out in the laundry room as soon as I woke up in the morning.”

“What doesn’t the lady say?”

“I asked why I washed it. “I asked her if that was because she said she was sweating too much.”

Given Midori’s personality, I think she would have noticed, but she never noticed at breakfast, so I guess she wouldn’t mind.
It seeps in slowly like this.

“Is that so? What are you going to do today? “Are you just staying at home?”

“Huh. “I’m having a hard time.”

“Why is it difficult?”

Miyuki let out a weak laugh at her meaningful words.

“I have to study too.”

“Why are you studying at the beginning of vacation?”

“I told you that studying is something you should do consistently.”

“No matter what… No, it’s just you.”

“Matsuda-kun, are you going home now?”

Hiyori comes to exercise in the evening.
I want to stay until then, but it would be shameless to stay there.
I can extend the length of my stay next time, so I’ll leave it at that for today.

“To do that.”

“Huh. Then, take some side dishes with you when you go. “Mom said he would cum for me.”

“I get it.”

**

After returning home, I watched an animation to communicate with Lenka for the first time in a while.
I wonder if I need some interaction since I’m about to play an idle game, but it’s right to watch it when I have time to prepare for it after it’s over.

I was watching TV in silence while putting the kettle I bought on my way back to my mouth. As the sweltering heat subsided and a cool breeze blew through the slightly open window, I looked outside.

It is almost evening. The time has come for Hiyori to contact me…
With that in mind, I try to check my phone.

Ugh-!

[I’m leaving.]

Hiyori’s notification message has arrived.
A pleasant coincidence. However, that way of speaking needs immediate education.
When we meet, I will discipline Hiyori by slapping her buttocks to satisfy my selfish desires.

[Somewhere.]

[It’s a cafe. I broke up with my friends now.]

[Okay.]

From the moment Hiyori contacted me to the time she came to my house, less than 20 minutes passed.

Ding-dong-!

At the sound of a bell ringing cheerfully, I went outside and opened the front door.

“Hello.”

What I did as soon as I saw Hiyori greeting me warmly was to put my arms around her neck and push down, putting her in a headlock.

“Oh why…! Why!!”

Phut-!

“Ah! It hurts!! “I think I’ve experienced this once?!”

Hiyori’s screams as she was held tightly to me with her upper body bent.
She said I hit her on the back a few times, lightly but enough to make her feel a little pain.

“You told me not to dress like this, right?”

Then Hiyori, who was holding her head tightly against me, retorted in a sullen tone.

“What’s wrong with this!”

“Are you asking how it is?”

“I covered everything like you said, so why all the fuss…! Is it because of her arm? “It’s summer, so you can’t wear long sleeves…!”

As he said, most of Hiyori’s body was covered.
Her pants also covered her ankles, revealing a bit of her abdomen, but not too much.
But clothing was a problem.
Hiyori’s outfit today was leggings.

A costume made of material that clings tightly to her body and exposes the curves of her hips and breasts.
If she had just dressed up like this, she would have felt a little dizzy, but I was able to get over it after nagging her a few times.

But the problem was that she met her friends in that state.
Moreover, no matter how many times I tell her to dress modestly and walk around, she doesn’t listen, which is truly astounding.

When I saw that there was a rolled up newspaper stuck in the mailbox in front of the front door, I picked it up, made Hiyori’s upper body bend even more, and beat her butt.

Paang! Phut!

“Ahh! Why hit me! “Don’t do it, you idiot!”

“What dude?”

“Oh, no… Wrong…”

Paang!

“Hi! It really hurts…! “Stop hitting me…!!”

Because it is a very bouncy part, it feels hard to hit.

Paang!

After hitting him on the butt with a wrist snap, I pointed the crumpled end of the newspaper into the house and said,

“Go in.”

“Ssi…”

Hiyori glares at me without even thinking about straightening her messy hair.
The eyes filled with anger are cute.

“Seed? “Did you just try to swear?”

“No!”

“Why don’t you come in right away?”

“You’re on your way…!! Petulance…”

“Aren’t you speaking nicely?”

“Then don’t hit me, you pig!”

“Make sure of this…”

As the newspaper was tightly rolled up again, a startled Hiyori quickly walked away.
I thought that the sight of him casually taking off his shoes, opening the door window, and stomping in was like a hamster being chased by a natural enemy. I looked around to see if any of my neighbors were watching the commotion, and when no one was there, I was relieved and closed the door.

“Change your clothes quickly. “Why do I have to keep talking about this every time I see you?”

Hiyori snorted at my words, which showed signs of being tired.

“You just have to not say anything. But wait a minute…”

Hiyori trailed off as he walked towards me and started sniffing my t-shirt.
I asked, slightly taken aback by her sudden strange behavior.

“What are you doing?”

“You smell strange.”

“What strange smell? Sweat?”

“No. It’s a genetically unpleasant smell. “You went out today?”

It seems like he smelled the unique plum scent that Miyuki gave off, but to say that it smells genetically unpleasant… That’s a gross exaggeration.
I think it’s because it smells like red pepper.

“I went to Miyuki’s house.”

“What did you say?”

“I went to Miyuki’s house.”

“What did you say?”

“You heard.”

“Why are you going to someone else’s house without my permission?”

He spoke so naturally and angrily that I almost got caught up in the moment.
If you say you slept, you may be hitting the ground and crying.
I answered, stopping my act of awkwardly scratching my cheek.

“We can go to your house too.”

“Yes…?”

Hiyori’s sharp expression instantly turned blank.
Looking at her open mouth, it seemed like she didn’t expect me to give such an answer.
Did you think I would make a fuss or ignore it as usual?

“Let’s go together next time.”

“… What does that mean?”

“What does it mean? “It’s because I want to say hello to your parents and see your younger brother.”

“Is that the only reason?”

“Don’t talk quietly.”

Hiyori, twitching the corner of her mouth as if she was in a good mood, lay down on the mattress.
The first thing she does when I get home is that she finds it both funny and outrageous.

I took out Hiyori’s clothes from her closet and placed them gently on Hiyori’s body. I asked her why she had to change these, and said that the clothes she wore were good for exercising because they absorb sweat well. I looked at her grumpily.

“Hey.”

“…”

“You have no intention of listening to me?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hiyori.”

As soon as her name came out of my mouth, her grumpy attitude disappeared and her eyes opened wide.
I continued, thinking that his surprised eyes were as cute as a squirrel.

“Dress modestly. This can be happen?”

She pursed her lips, and I could see her face getting redder, so I guess she enjoyed hearing her name called.
She changed her method and it worked. After all, human relationships require an appropriate combination of carrots and sticks.

“You’re not going to answer?”

“No… I will…”

“Don’t always say ‘I understand’ and ‘I understand’ and then dress like this. “It’s annoying to hear nagging you every day.”

“… Even if I answer well, they still say something…”

“Would you like to join me?”

“No…”

“Let’s make a promise.”

“A promise?”

“Walk first.”

As Hiyori held out her fist with her little finger in her face, she pursed her lips and hooked her own finger into mine.
Cold skin that feels cool even in summer, completely different from Miyuki.
Feeling her coldness spreading through my skin, I continued speaking.

“Wear your clothes neatly. “Today is the last time I will talk to you about clothes.”

“Are you sick of me already?”

“What on earth are you thinking that makes you say something like that? Instead, if you continue to dress like you do now, even though I promised you, I will scold you more than you can imagine. Okay?”

“How are you going to scold me?”

If you’re curious, try wearing it like this one more time.
In fact, they don’t explain in detail what to wear.
I really want to give you more soul than you can imagine.

“Don’t talk back, okay?”

“Oh, I see… What are you saying?”

Hiyori, who answered reluctantly, hit me very weakly on the forehead and pointed to the bathroom with my other hand.

“Change.”

“Yes.”

Hiyori raised her body, pressing her thumb against my thumb with her hand, her little finger intertwined.
She walks at a brisk pace, carrying the clothes I brought for her.

I was looking at her back and trying to get her ready for exercise, but I stopped when my phone vibrated again.
When I looked at the screen to see if Miyuki had contacted me, I saw that an unexpected person had sent me a message.

[Hey, trash.]

It was none other than Lenka.

[Yes.]

[Do you have time for lunch tomorrow?]

[Suddenly?]

[He said he was going to see the figures. See you in Akihabara.]

I was thinking about the last text I sent, and I realized that he contacted me because it bothered him.
Ah… Why does our Lenka only choose to do such adorable things?
I really like how she exudes a different cuteness than Chinami.

Here, it would be foolish to reply that there is no need to go through the trouble of neglecting play.
It is said that people can only know each other’s emotions by looking at each other’s faces, and this is an opportunity to enjoy Lenka’s ever-changing emotional state, but we have to meet each other.

[Yes. Is it so.]

[Don’t you say thank you?]

You’re trying to give back exactly what I said.
It’s so frustrating not knowing who is holding the hilt of the sword.
Please accept it for now.

[Thank you.]

[Uh.]

Is this an outing date with Lenka after a long time?
The coordination is moderate, and it may or may not seem like I put a lot of effort into it… I should wear it with that feeling.