Chapter 432 – Lenka Trainer Diary 5 #4

The next day she was on time. When she arrived at Lenka’s house, all I saw was her playing on her cell phone, flipping her hair to the side.
Wearing her short-sleeved t-shirt and jeans, Lenka’s thin, white arms look extremely sexy.
Watching Lenka feels like a new fetish has developed.

She soon found her vehicle and one of Lenka’s hands was lifted slightly, and she opened the passenger door of her car that stopped in front of her and greeted her calmly.

“Hi.”

“Hello. Did you sleep well?”

“Uh. You?”

“Me too.”

“Okay.”

“You’re not telling me to pay attention today?”

“Shut up.”

“Stop swearing.”

“Quiet.”

“It’s much better. Shall we leave?”

“Do you know the way?”

“It’s entered in the navigation.”

As she set off for her uncles’ store, she put her hand on the console box and Lenka’s eyes followed her.
When I wondered why he was like that, it seemed like he was looking forward to the candy he was given every day.

There is candy, but I couldn’t give it to you yesterday… Should I take it out like this?
I made it a habit, but if you don’t give it to me, it won’t work. But I won’t feed it myself.
I took my arm off the console box and grabbed the handle and continued speaking.

“Is there candy in it? Take it out and eat it.”

“…”

There was no response from Lenka.
It seems like he felt uncomfortable because he was always being fed and then told to eat it himself.
But she must have realized that it was impossible to feed her because I was driving, so she obediently opened the console box, took out the blueberry-flavored candy inside, and opened her wrapper.

“What time does it open?”

“I don’t know either. “It will probably open in the morning.”

It’s so cute that she doesn’t say she won’t eat it and answers my questions by rattling the candy and pushing it to the side.
I want to hit the brakes right now and then kiss him.

“Are your uncles doing well?”

“Uh.”

“What about business? “How are you doing these days?”

“They say it goes just fine. “Now they say customers will come to you on their own even if you don’t hand out flyers.”

“From the beginning, I thought it would do well because it was a house with good taste. But you don’t use part-time jobs? “I think you said you were writing it last time.”

“I was looking for one, but I quit as of yesterday.”

“So you asked the manager and me for help?”

“That’s right.”

“Did you suddenly quit your part-time job?”

“No. “She said a few weeks ago that she wanted to quit.”

“Then you should have found a new part-time job in advance. What would you have done if you didn’t?”

“As you know, uncles are a bit helpless.”

That’s not true.
They are not people who live while they breathe, but they have big aspirations but don’t know how to achieve them… They are those people.

“All you have to do is take it easy and help. “Nothing difficult.”

“No matter how much you know, it’s okay for people to take it easy at work. You have to work hard. “Anyway, it’s been a while since we worked together.”

“With my uncles?”

“No. “With the manager.”

“Well… Right. “I know you’ll die if I touch you every now and then, like when we were working part-time together.”

“That won’t happen.”

“…Then that’s it.”

Lenka’s voice was slightly quiet as she answered with some delay.
You say you hate it, you hate it, but then you say you won’t do it, so you must be a little disappointed, right?

What I just said wasn’t part of a neglectful play, it was because I was afraid that if I messed with Lenka for no reason, I would be buried alive by her nasty uncles… I guess you misunderstood what I meant.

I thought there was no need to clear up that misunderstanding right now, so I calmly focused on driving as the car entered the highway.

I’m passing quietly on a quiet road,

“There’s no need to take the highway, right?”

Perhaps wanting to break the silence in the car, Lenka asked that question.

“It’s comfortable.”

“Okay? “Then I’ll pay the toll fee.”

“Because I have a card, deferred payment is automatically calculated.”

“That’s why I’m paying it.”

“That’s Okay.”

“I’ll pay, so send me a text message with the fee later.”

“It’s done? “We are not strangers.”

“I have to be more thorough since I’m not a stranger. It’s better to be clear about money matters. Moreover, since I am in the position of being beaten…”

“Should we stop talking about tollbi here?”

“Why don’t you be so stubborn?”

“Stop.”

“…”

Lenka, her disgruntled expression on her face, turned her head out the window.
What should we do with our slaves who only listen to us when we speak harshly to them?
I wonder if it would be okay to become completely obedient, but I am against that.
It is right for Lenka to have a tickling side. It’s not as dull as it has been recently.

**

“Is our Ken here?”

As I parked my car in the parking lot behind the store and went inside, I was greeted by uncles who looked no different from before.
That wild hair and scary look are the same. I can get used to most things, but uncles are a bit difficult.

“What is that friendly tone of voice?”

“Can’t it be friendly?”

“That’s not true, but it makes me anxious.”

“What makes you anxious?”

“No.”

“It’s bland. “I will give you a lot of daily wages, so please be kind to me like last time.”

“What kind of gang is this? That’s it.”

“When it comes to money-related issues, you have to be sure.”

He’s saying the same thing as Lenka.
It’s natural because it’s just common sense… But from what my uncles say, it seems like a loan shark is threatening people who don’t pay back the interest.

“I understand for now.”

“Once you know, what do you know? Just say okay, thank you. “I left it in the uniform locker room, so go change.”

“Are you working already? “I heard it opens in the morning.”

“Are you planning on having fun? “He gets money too.”

“That’s why I said I would give you a daily wage. “To exploit it legally.”

“You got caught.”

After exchanging trivial jokes with my eldest uncle and younger uncle, I opened the locker room door.
And within it,

“W-what…? Hey…! “Why are you here…”

Her eyes widened when she noticed Lenka looking startled as he took off his t-shirt.
Since when have you been here?
I guess he came in quietly when my uncles and I were saying hello.

After standing blankly for a moment while holding the doorknob, I quickly turned around and apologized.

“Sorry.”

He then immediately closed the door and spent some time sitting on a chair next to the entrance to the locker room.

Not long after, Lenka, who had finished changing into a blue uniform with a cute red fish drawn on white waves… Something you would wear at a sushi restaurant, opened the locker room door and called me.

“Hey.”

“Yes.”

“Come here for a moment.”

Following Lenka’s words, I quietly entered her dressing room, and she looked up at me with her arms crossed and a frown of her own.
When she was about to say what she was saying, I struck first.

“Is that the changed uniform?”

“Uh.”

“It’s nice that it looks quite refreshing. “It would have been more appropriate if the store had been near the sea, but that’s just a little disappointing.”

“We’ll talk about the uniform later… What are you?”

“It wasn’t intentional.”

“No… That’s not it…”

I usually just watch her change and even see her naked body, so what do you think she’s doing when she pretends to have manners?
However, it is completely normal to apologize for unintentionally seeing the opposite sex’s return scene.
This means that there is absolutely no ground to shoot at.

It’s a bit cheesy, but it’s fun to see the reactions.
After thinking about that, I answered what Lenka wanted to say.

“I did it because I was afraid the manager wouldn’t like it.”

“That aside… Why are you doing something you haven’t done before?”

“I just said it. Because the manager doesn’t like it. “Don’t you remember what I kept saying when I did this?”

“So, you won’t do it again?”

“Yes.”

“This is absurd.”

“Isn’t this something that is absurd and should be praised?”

“Okay. “Thank you for saying that.”

Lenka said sarcastically, walking past me and leaving her dressing room.
It feels like water is slowly rising. I wonder what will happen if this happens already.
There are still a lot of things I want to do, though.

After changing into my uniform, I saw that Lenka was not in the store, so I looked around her and asked her uncle.

“Where did the manager go?”

“Lenka? “I heard you were going out to buy something.”

“Is it so? “Did you go to the convenience store?”

“The only place open at this time is a convenience store… So I think that might be the case. The nearest convenience store is just around the corner, right? “Take a look.”

“Is there anything I can help you with at the store?”

“Doesn’t exist. “Play until 10 o’clock and then come back.”

“Give me a leaflet, then.”

“Get out quickly.”

“You said something about me smoking a joke earlier, but now why are you trying to kick me out?”

“Do you just want to leave? Or not…”

“I’ll just leave.”

My uncles were considerate so that I could go on a date with Lenka.
I guess I’m doing this because I still don’t know what kind of people are around me?
If I declare a harem here, wouldn’t I really be buried alive?

Before that, you have to build up a lot of likeability… But it’s a little different because they’re men.
Since I don’t have a wife or lover, it’s impossible to reconcile with a loser…
My biggest enemies might be my uncles.

After thinking about that, I left the store and felt the cool breeze.
Just as she was walking along, wondering whether to find Lenka or not, she saw her coming out of a small shop near her with a fragrant smell.

Lenka was holding a small black bag that could hardly be called plastic.
She looked embarrassed for a moment when she found me, but then she raised her head and came towards me.

“What are you doing here?”

“Shut up.”

“Why are you swearing?”

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

“Eat this.”

As Lenka said that, she rummaged through her envelope, and she transferred an item into my hand.
Warmth felt from the palm of your hand.
You can even feel the soft texture as if it is wrapped in wrap.

“What is this?”

“If you want to eat it, just eat it.”

What Lenka gave me was a small, dark rice cake.
Isobeyaki is grilled rice cake spread with soy sauce and wrapped with seaweed.
It seemed like he found a rice cake shop that opened early and made a purchase.

“Did you go out to buy this?”

“Uh. “Eat.”

“No… I eat it, but why are you trying to force feed me?”

“It’s better to eat it right away while it’s warm, right? “Hurry and eat in front of me.”

I can feel the will not to move from here unless I put it in my mouth right away.
I think Lenka felt something of her own after experiencing my slightly cold behavior.
When I see something that I used to know pop out a little, just a little bit after a long time.

There is no one in the world who could refuse this rice cake even after looking at those kitten-like eyes and slightly flushed cheeks as if they were embarrassed to be served.
Let’s call a truce for now.

I looked at Lenka, who was starting to see the effects of her teaching, and I returned her rice cake to her, who, as if feeling burdened by her gaze on me, made a rude comment, asking what she was looking at.
Then she spoke kindly.

“Would you please rip off the plastic and give it to me?”

“… Are you a child?”

“I’ve been feeding the manager candy until now.”

“I ate it myself today…!”

“It was like that today. “It wasn’t like that before.”

“Ha… Do you really want to do this?”

“All right. Sorry.”

When I tried to take the rice cake back with a spoonful of disappointment, she ground the lenkagai and nervously removed the plastic wrap from the rice cake.
Afterwards, she let out her weak, long snort and held out a piece of rice cake to my mouth.

“Ruler.”

Ah… It’s still so lovely, but I’m playing neglect… Do I really have to do it?
No. Let’s not be weak. If you fall for that, Lenka will start acting like a fool every day.
Let’s just do it until we become a little more deredere than we are now.

After making that promise, I slightly opened her mouth, and Lenka pushed the rice cake inside her with her thumb and index finger.

Perhaps because a little sugar was added, the rice cake had a sweet and salty taste along with the unique nuttiness of seaweed.
Thinking that it was like my relationship with Lenka, I pursed my lips and grinned at the same time.

“It’s delicious.”

“Don’t talk while eating.”

“Okay.”

“I told you not to talk. “Why are you saying this?”

“I said I understood.”

“Don’t say it. Don’t Don’t open your mouth now. “If you open it, you’ll die.”

My heart aches.
It hurts in a good way.
When this play is over, I will love you so much that I will apologize, that I was wrong, and that I will say to myself, “Master, please stop…”