Chapter 131

The next night.

After going on a date with Miyuki like an ordinary couple, I walked her home.

Click.

Getting out of the car, Miyuki puckered her lips toward me.

Even though I had parked right in front of her house, she showed zero hesitation with her affection. Did she no longer care if her family knew we were dating?

It was a massive step forward. Then again, it was an open secret to the rest of her family, aside from Wataru.

After sharing a light kiss with Miyuki, I grinned as she shyly waved one hand.

“Go on in.”

“Okay.”

After sending Miyuki off like that, I returned home and flopped onto my back.

Being alone in the quiet living room brought back memories of yesterday.

The feeling of planting my seed inside Miyuki for the first time... it was absolutely ecstatic.

It felt as if the thread connecting us had grown even stronger.

Miyuki must have felt the same way, because during our date today, she had clung to me and refused to let go.

I spent quite some time just picturing Miyuki's incredibly joyful face, until—

Bzzzt—!

My Cell Phone, plugged into the charger, vibrated, and I picked it up.

[I'm going to sleep.]

It was a text from Renka.

Come to think of it, my wish went into effect at midnight.

She could have just pretended to be asleep, but she hadn't forgotten to report in. Should I call that commendable?

Chuckling, I sent a reply.

[What about your title for me?]

[You never said I had to use it every single time.]

Even though it was just a stiff text message, I could feel her holding back her anger.

I guess she'd rather die than call me Master?

[Didn't I tell you to use the title when reporting?]

[You never said that.]

[It's going to be a problem if you act like this. It seems we need to discuss the details of the wish again.]

[No. I'm doing exactly as I was told.]

[I don't like it. Let's talk about it again tomorrow.]

No more texts came.

Figuring she was ignoring me on purpose, I set my alarm and was about to go to sleep when the phone vibrated again. I looked at the screen.

And then, a short, audible laugh escaped my lips.

[Master, I'm going to sleep.]

It was a reply from Renka.

She must have decided to give me what I wanted rather than give me an excuse to find fault with her.

That was a good mindset. That was more like it.

My one regret was that I couldn't see her trembling in rage.

If it had been a phone call instead of a text, I would have been able to feel her emotions perfectly. That was a bit of a shame.

I debated calling her for a moment, but then shook my head.

I could see her reactions to my heart's content tomorrow, so I needed to hold it in.

Still, I should keep the texting going. I'd tease her just a little more before letting her go.

[Did you eat?]

[No.]

[You skipped dinner?]

[Yes. I wasn't hungry. I'm really going to sleep now.]

[I'm not sleepy.]

[So?]

[So you need to entertain me.]

[No. I'm sleepy.]

What a deeply insolent slave.

She was going to need some cold, hard discipline.

[Come to the back of the Club Room tomorrow morning.]

[I have no reason to do that. I'm seriously going to sleep now.]

[You're enjoying this too right now, aren't you, President?]

[Don't say weird things. I'm not going to reply anymore.]

[I'm going to sleep now too. Aren't you going to say goodnight?]

[Goodnighlkasdjflkasdjf]

She must have been furious, seeing how she mashed the keyboard and hit send like that.

Chuckling to myself, I quietly set the Cell Phone down.

“It's been a while, Matsuda.”

It was the security guard, greeting me warmly.

I bowed my head and returned his greeting.

“Good morning, sir.”

“Yeah. Did you make up with your friend?”

“My friend? Ah...”

He was talking about Tetsuya.

But a friend...

A wicked thought flashed through my mind before fading away.

“I don't know about making up, but I did apologize for what I did.”

“I see. So what brings you here today?”

“I didn't have anything better to do, so I came to help you out.”

The real reason was to watch Chinami and Renka arrive for school, but sweeping the school gates on the side would boost my reputation and make things easier for the guard. A win-win.

The guard let out a hearty laugh at my words and nodded.

“Is that so? Then I'll gladly accept your help.”

“Yes, sir.”

I grabbed a Broom and was sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the school gate when...

“Ah! Junior!”

Chinami waved cheerfully from a distance, and I gave her a bright smile.

Renka... was right next to her.

Her expression instantly crumpled. To get that kind of reaction already—I was really looking forward to the future.

I met the eyes of Chinami, who had trotted over, and spoke.

“Good morning, Master. Did you have a good weekend?”

“It was the same as always for me. What about you, Junior?”

“Well... I was pretty busy doing this and that.”

After I finished speaking, I looked at Renka.

She had been trying to quietly slip past Chinami and me, but her entire body flinched and froze.

I let out a short snort of laughter and gave her a polite nod.

“Good morning, President.”

“.....”

She didn't return my greeting, only biting her lip.

She was clearly confused about how much she was allowed to act normally.

I had certainly told her to use formal language everywhere except inside the Club Room.

I would have let it slide if she spoke informally here, but she just had to be so pointlessly detail-oriented... Tsk tsk...

“My close friend, what's wrong? Our junior just said hello.”

It was Chinami's gentle prodding directed at Renka, who was keeping her mouth shut tight.

Unable to figure out what to do, Renka made her choice.

“...Cough! Hack!”

She chose to cough.

Chinami's eyes widened at her sudden behavior.

“Huh...? What are you doing...?”

“Cough! Cough! My throat suddenly... Cough! I'll go... on ahead...! Cough!”

Putting on a pitifully sloppy act, Renka staggered away from us like someone suffering from a severe fever.

Staring blankly at her retreating back, Chinami muttered.

“Did something go down the wrong pipe?”

“I'm not sure. She did look a bit choked up.”

“Hmm... I should buy some peppermint candy from the School Store.”

“Our Master has such a kind heart, doesn't she? How commendable.”

“Whenever I talk to you, Junior, I get this weird feeling. It's almost like I'm the disciple.”

“It feels like we're a close master and disciple, so isn't that a good thing?”

“I suppose that's true. But didn't you say your volunteer work was completely finished? Why are you holding a Broom?”

“I had some time left before the first period, so I was helping out.”

“You're the one with a kind heart, Junior. I should give you a reward during club activities today.”

It was bound to be peach-flavored ice cream.

I wondered if I should make Renka eat it instead, since she was fully aware of her status as a slave.

Just smiling brightly, I gave a nod as a slightly flushed Chinami said she was leaving.

“I'll be looking forward to it. Go on in.”

“Okay...”

She hurried away, getting mud all over her shoes.

Our Chinami was just too clumsy for her own good.

As I thought, I really needed to take care of her every step of the way.

“President.”

Flinch.

Hearing my voice from behind, Renka visibly jolted, her shoulders hiking up.

It was hilarious watching her hurriedly wipe her mouth after drinking from the Drinking Fountain, preparing to dash away.

“Stop.”

When I issued the firm command in a low tone, Renka stopped dead in her tracks and looked back at me.

“What are you...!”

She raised her voice, about to snap in anger, but then startled herself and quickly looked around.

Relieved to see that there was no one else around but the two of us, she continued in a voice so small it seemed to crawl back down her throat.

“What are you doing...!”

“Why are you speaking informally?”

“Ugh... Wh-what are you doing...?”

It was the subdued voice of a highly prideful woman, sounding like a pathetic, terrified little puppy.

Ah... This was exactly what I wanted to hear. I was instantly hard down below.

“What am I doing? What do you mean?”

“Why are you following me... I mean, why are you following me around...?”

Renka's face was filled with utter humiliation as she forced herself to use polite language.

The way she trembled with her fists clenched tight was so cute I almost wanted to push her down and pounce on her right then and there.

“We just bumped into each other by chance.”

“Don't li—... please don't lie... This is a spot where hardly anyone comes...”

“I just came to get a drink of water and spotted you, President.”

“Th-that's not true...”

She was right. In reality, I had seen her walk out of the cafeteria and immediately followed her.

“Think whatever you want.”

After taking a quick sip from the Drinking Fountain, I strode over to her, leaving her not knowing what to do.

With a rustle, the sound of her shoes dragging across the sandy ground reached my ears.

Renka had reflexively taken a step back.

“Don't come closer...”

She ground out the warning through gritted teeth.

I took another large step forward and narrowed my eyes.

“Informal speech again?”

“S-sorry... Please don't come closer...”

Bump.

Renka's back hit the wall of the cafeteria storage room as she retreated.

With nowhere left to run, she desperately searched for a way out.

I closed in on her, pressing so close our bodies were almost touching.

“Hk...!?”

She swallowed her breath with a hiccup, and I could see her pupils shaking violently, as if she were overwhelmed by the pressure.

It was my first time seeing Renka this panicked... It was fun.

Honestly, there was no need for Renka to be this intimidated.

She had simply reestablished the hierarchy between us all on her own.

Perhaps from the moment I told her to call me Master, she had solidified that master-slave dynamic deep down in her heart... As expected, Renka had all the makings of an excellent slave.

“Fuck off... just fuck off...!”

She was still feisty, though. Even swearing at me.

True, I only told her to use polite language; I never said she couldn't swear.

Without a word, I just twitched an eyebrow and looked down at Renka.

At that, a look of dismay washed over her face, shadowed by my silhouette.

“I-I misspoke...”

Renka hastily corrected herself.

Having blurted it out, she was clearly worried about the consequences.

“Apologize properly. Do it right.”

“I'm... sorry... I was wrong...”

“And the title?”

“.....”

Renka pulled her lower lip inward and slightly turned her head away.

She looked like she utterly despised the idea of calling me Master right to my face.

I should let her off the hook a bit here. If you only ever use the whip, it breeds rebellion.

My mind made up, I changed the subject with a somewhat softer tone.

“Your Cell Phone was quiet from first period all the way to lunch. Why were you just sitting there doing nothing?”

“...Do I have to report during class too...?”

“Didn't I say everything?”

“Th-the boundaries are too confusing... I'll do it from now on...”

“I'll let it slide this once. Where is Senior Nanase?”

“Heading to the School Store to buy ice cream...”

“Is that so? Understood.”

“.....”

“.....”

An awkward silence followed.

Turning her gaze to the wide athletic field in front of the cafeteria, Renka asked cautiously.

“Can I go now...?”

“Yes. Wait, hold on a second.”

Digging into my pocket, I pulled out a strawberry-flavored caramel I'd bought for a snack and held it out to her.

Renka absentmindedly accepted it, then her face instantly turned bright red.

It was because she realized she had respectfully taken it with both hands.

“Ugh...!”

Her pride wounded, she scrunched up her face into a deep frown.

I smirked, raising one corner of my mouth.

“You're going to enjoy it, right?”

“...Yes...”

“You can go.”

Gesturing outward with my chin, I let out a soft chuckle as Renka fled from me, her ponytail swishing behind her.

Was it because her legs were so long? She was only walking, yet the distance between us opened up rapidly.

The reactions she showed today were so delicious that I felt a surging temptation to just use my final wish on this, but I needed to hold back.