Chapter 103

It was already midnight by the time Miyuki arrived at my house.

I was watching a movie in the dark living room. When the large window slid open and she stepped inside, I pulled the thick blanket up to my chin.

"It's cold. Hurry up and close it."

"Okay."

Miyuki quickly shut the window and headed for the bathroom.

After drying the rainwater from her hair, the first thing she did was change into comfortable clothes and slip right into my arms.

"Sorry I'm late..."

She rubbed her face against my chest in apology.

I patted her ass and asked, "Didn't you say you'd slip out early?"

"Well... Tetsuya's parents must have been curious about a lot of things. They asked me way too many questions..."

"When did dinner finish?"

"I came straight here the moment it ended. We hadn't had a meal together in so long, so I guess they had a lot to talk about. It was like that even though we live in the same neighborhood and run into each other all the time."

"Was it fun?"

"Fun...? I think Tetsuya had fun... I was just, you know..."

"You were what."

"It was just so-so."

Her tone said it all—she had been bored.

Before she met me, spending time with Tetsuya might have been enjoyable, but not anymore.

What could she possibly have to talk about with a softy like him? Exactly as I expected.

"What did you do today, Matsuda-kun?"

"I met up with Senior Nanase."

"Oh, really? What did you guys do?"

"I gave her a massage and we ate ice cream."

"...A massage? What are you talking about?"

"I said I gave Senior Nanase a massage."

Miyuki tilted her head.

She seemed confused that I had met up with her out of nowhere just to give her a massage.

But her expression soon hardened as she stared at me.

"Why would you give her a massage?"

"She's been working hard because of me lately. You know she gives me private lessons."

"I know that, but... did you just rub her shoulders?"

"I massaged her shoulders, her legs... her head too."

"...Why on earth?"

Her lowered voice told me she was angry.

I pulled Miyuki in until our faces were almost touching and kissed her forehead.

"She treats a delinquent like me without prejudice, and she's a great Kendo teacher. Can't I at least repay her this much?"

"Well, no... that's true, but... who repays someone with a massage..."

It certainly couldn't be called a typical form of repayment.

"Are you mad?"

"...I'm not."

"Like hell you aren't. You clearly are. Hey, you meet up alone with Miura just fine, doing this and that, and you even had dinner with his family today. So why are you sulking just because I did something with Senior Nanase?"

"I'm not sulking...! A-And Tetsuya is my childhood..."

"Even putting aside the fact that he's a childhood friend you've known for over fifteen years, he's still a guy. Have I ever said anything about you meeting Miura on your own?"

"Y-You have said something... You called him a nuisance..."

"I didn't lose my temper over it like you're doing right now."

"You did lose your temper..."

Miyuki grumbled as she pinched my innocent stomach.

Putting it that way must have left her with nothing to say.

I patted her lower back and spoke.

"Can't you just get close to Senior Nanase? I think you two would really hit it off."

"...I know she's a good person, and I want to get close to her too, but we never get the chance to meet..."

We just had to make the chance.

We could get close and have a threesome, bring Renka in for a foursome, and even drag Hiyori along for a fivesome.

Later, they could all get pregnant with my children.

"You can start meeting her from now on. I want you to be closer to Senior Nanase than to Miura."

"Why do you have to specifically bring up Tetsuya...?"

I shrugged and answered.

"That Miura guy is shady. He's like a stalker."

"A stalker?"

"Looking at how he acts toward you, he's incredibly obsessive. Forcing you to use the things he buys... subtly trying to pry into what you did yesterday... It feels like the guy's got a mental illness."

"Isn't that taking it too far...?"

"No matter how close you two are, you're just friends. Digging into your private life like that is definitely a mental illness."

"Matsuda-kun, you shouldn't badmouth people like that. Besides, Tetsuya is our friend..."

Hearing Miyuki's scolding, I snorted.

"I don't consider him a friend."

"Matsuda-kun...! What's with you today...!"

"I'm just annoyed."

"Annoyed?"

"Because you had dinner with Miura without me."

"But... you were the one who gave me permission..."

"Does that mean I'm not going to be bothered by it?"

I laid Miyuki down on the mattress and climbed on top of her, and she coyly turned her head to the side.

One corner of her mouth was turned up in a slight smile.

She seemed happy that I was being so blatantly jealous.

I buried my face in her chest, inhaling the sudden waft of plum scent as I stroked her waist.

"Matsuda-kun... what are you doing...?"

"Giving you a massage too."

"W-What kind of massage is this...! It's lewd...!"

"Do you hate it?"

"It's not that I hate it, but if we just wait a little... Kyaaah!"

Miyuki suddenly shrieked and twisted her body wildly.

I had placed my hands on her ribs and started tickling her.

Giggling helplessly, Miyuki soon put both hands against my head and pushed me away.

"Wait...! Just a second...!"

"You like me better than Miura, right?"

"What are you talking about all of a sudden...! So childish... Hyaang!"

This time, I tickled her pelvis and inner thighs, drawing a coquettish moan from her lips.

Pretending to fix her rolled-up T-shirt, I pressed my lips to her lower belly and sucked, prompting her to wrap her legs around my torso.

Then she struggled to stop me.

"Stop...! Stop..."

"Then answer me. Seriously."

"T-Tetsuya has been with me since we were young..."

She avoided my gaze, deflecting the question.

Judging by the twitch of her lips, she seemed to be enjoying the situation too.

Hoping I would keep touching her like this.

As for her answer... rather than holding it back on purpose, it would be more accurate to say she was hesitating.

Whatever anyone said, Tetsuya had known Miyuki for a very long time, and they were almost always together.

She probably thought she liked both of us.

Tetsuya as a friend, and me as a man.

I forcefully pushed Miyuki's legs aside and moved up again.

Planting my hands under her armpits, I pressed my crotch between her spread thighs and rubbed up and down.

Rub, rub.

Cutting through the loud noise of the TV was the strange friction of Miyuki's jeans rubbing against my shorts.

Hearing it, a flush began to spread across Miyuki's cheeks.

"Answer me."

Press...

As I put my weight into pressing my lower body against hers, Miyuki's body squirmed.

"Hnn...!"

While Miyuki grew aroused, I undid the button of her jeans, pulled down the zipper, and pressed her for an answer again.

"Not going to answer?"

"I-I can't...! Idiot...!"

Nodding at her answer as she squeezed her eyes shut, I roughly stripped off her jeans.

After taking off my own shorts, I pulled her panties to the side.

Her pussy was growing wet.

Gently rubbing it with my hand, I waited until her pelvis lifted slightly, then placed my hand on her lower belly and pressed down firmly.

Then I asked in a gentle tone.

"I'll make the question more specific. Who do you like more as a friend?"

"What...?"

"Don't think about anything else. Just strictly as a close friend."

"H-How can I choose that..."

"You can choose both."

"...Then I like both... I can't compare..."

"You seriously can't compare?"

"Yeah... I can't..."

It hadn't even been half a year since Miyuki and I had truly built a connection.

Before that, she had disliked me to the point of near hatred.

Yet despite that, she liked us equally enough that she couldn't compare?

Even taking into account that it included a little lip service, it was a satisfying answer.

"Then as a man?"

"As a man...?"

"Yeah."

"I-I've never thought of Tetsuya as a romantic partner before..."

"Then you should be able to answer easily, right?"

When I teased her, pressing my rock-hard cock against her as if I was about to insert it, Miyuki swallowed hard, placed her hands on my waist, and stayed perfectly still.

"Are you actually struggling with this one too?"

At my frown, Miyuki pinched my waist hard and complained.

"I-I already chose...!"

"When?"

"I chose just now by touching you...! Idiot...! Couldn't you even figure that out...?"

So placing her hands on my waist was her choice.

Chuckling, I spoke.

"I'm an idiot just like you said, so I don't know unless you tell me directly."

"...I chose you, Matsuda-kun..."

"Want to try saying it properly again?"

Saying so, I flexed my lower body and pushed forward slightly.

Sliip...

Her warm labia parted to the sides, taking in my cock...

"Hah...!"

Miyuki's abdomen rippled smoothly as she tried to swallow my cock.

Grinning, I looked down at her and waited for her answer, keeping only the tip half-inserted.

Not long after, Miyuki pressed the back of her hand to her mouth and looked straight at me.

"I-I like you more, Matsuda-kun..."

Her voice was so quiet I wouldn't have heard it without leaning in, but it carried conviction.

The part I was especially satisfied with was what she had just said... that she had no romantic feelings for Tetsuya.

Hearing her answer, I—

Thrust.

—plunged my cock a little deeper into her flesh.

"Ahah...!"

Miyuki's feet, resting against my ass, trembled like leaves in the wind.

To tremble this much when I hadn't even pushed all the way in yet.

I could feel that she had only been thinking of me while eating at his house.

I stroked her cheek and asked.

"Is there no comparison for this one?"

"...Yeah... I like you, Ken-kun..."

Wasn't calling me by my first name in a situation like this cheating?

What a little fox...

Giving a satisfied smirk, I was about to push my cock all the way in when—

"T-Trying to feel a sense of superiority from this... You're such a pervert..."

Miyuki threw in a quick jab.

She saw right through me. That was Miyuki for you.

"What can I say? My tastes are messed up. Just think of it as your bad luck for getting caught by me."

"...But I love this side of you too, Matsuda-kun..."

Why did she only say things that turned me on so much?

Unable to hold back any longer, I stopped teasing her and shoved my cock all the way in.

Squelch—!

"Haaang...!"

She let out a moan loud enough to echo through the living room.

It was louder than usual; it seemed our conversation just now had turned her on too.

Flexing my lower body hard and driving my cock in until it couldn't go any deeper, I asked in a deep voice.

"Does it hurt?"

"..."

Shyly wrapping her arms around my neck, Miyuki answered by sucking hard on my nape.

Feeling the hot breath from her nose tickling my neck alongside a sharp prickling sensation, I wiped the sweat already starting to bead on her forehead and began to thrust.