Chapter 150: Pandora's Box #2

"Haa..."

Miyuki let out an exhausted sigh.

"It's raining. Do you want to go to the ramen shop?"

A large shadow fell outside the bathroom door. Startled by Matsuda's gentle voice drifting through, she answered.

"N-no..! I'm not going... I want to rest today..."

"Are you sure? Are you that tired?"

He'd watched her climax over and over again, yet he was asking if she was tired...?

Flaring up for a moment, Miyuki raised her voice.

"I told you, I'm not going...!"

"Why are you getting mad? Alright."

Seeing the shadow scratch its head in embarrassment and then disappear, Miyuki gave a weak stretch. She frowned deeply as her entire body ached.

Not just the adductor muscles in her inner thighs, but her whole body throbbed.

"This is crazy..."

Today was seriously... out of all the times she had slept with Matsuda, this had been the most intense and the most painful.

And it was so good. The pain before and after insertion was immense, but she wanted to do it again.

Matsuda had acted like a man on a mission today, bringing her to an incredible ecstasy.

What she loved especially was that he had looked at her with pure, dripping affection throughout the entire act.

It was so obvious to anyone that his gaze wasn't fake, but entirely genuine.

She loved seeing how much he cared for her.

Because of that, when Matsuda came on her stomach, she almost blurted out that he could finish inside.

It was the same for the second and third rounds. She had thought it would be better for both of them to be satisfied by letting him come inside, rather than forcing him to pull out.

'I must be crazy...'

Who knew she would turn into such a pervert?

This was all Matsuda's fault. What a bad guy.

No, calling him bad wasn't fair since she was enjoying it too... Let's just call him sneaky.

Half-joking and half-serious, Miyuki shifted some of the blame onto Matsuda and touched her stomach.

The place where the fruits of her and Matsuda's love had landed... She had felt incredibly hot back then, but was it just her imagination that it still felt that way now?

"Huu..."

Feeling her body heat up all over again, Miyuki shook her head and stood up from the tub.

Now was not the time to be lost in thought. Before this lingering high vanished entirely, she needed to finish her shower and fall asleep tightly hugging Matsuda.

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Poke. Poke.

Poking Matsuda's solid torso here and there, Miyuki looked up at him. His breathing was gradually steadying.

"Matsuda-kun."

"...What."

"Are you asleep?"

"Not yet..."

Judging by his tone, he would fall asleep soon.

Was he this tired because they'd had sex three times after foreplay today?

No, it was probably natural to feel sleepy after lying here quietly for an hour.

'I'm not sleepy, though...'

Her body was drained of strength, but her mind was wide awake.

It was a shame to just go to sleep like this... Should she ask him to go to the ramen shop?

She felt sorry about waking Matsuda up when he was trying to sleep, but she wanted to act a little spoiled today.

Matsuda seemed to like it when she acted like this, too...

As Miyuki lay still, lost in her thoughts, a long breath escaped Matsuda's nose and tickled the crown of her head. She blinked.

"Matsuda-kun..."

"......"

"Are you asleep...?"

He must have fallen asleep in that short time. She should just let Matsuda rest for today.

They could just go early tomorrow morning. Yeah, let's do that.

Miyuki slipped out of his arms so Matsuda could rest comfortably, lying flat on her back and rolling her eyes around.

Then, remembering something, she very carefully sat up, trying not to make a sound.

She then reached for the Laptop sitting in the corner of the room.

Matsuda had been reluctant to let her see this suddenly purchased item, both last time and today.

That meant there was something on it he didn't want her to find.

And that something was definitely...

'Porn, right?'

Considering he had even set a password, the chances were very high.

Or maybe information on kinky stuff like adult toys.

Whatever it was, it had to be something dirty.

She didn't entertain the thought that he was cheating on her for even a second.

If Matsuda had intentions like that, he wouldn't have bought such a conspicuous Laptop.

Moving carefully, Miyuki placed the Laptop on the open desk and lifted the screen.

She pressed the power button, and shortly after, a lock screen boldly appeared, demanding a password.

Under the input field, there was a hint: [Memories].

Memories... Was it related to her?

Since she didn't have that many memories with Matsuda yet, she felt like she might be able to figure it out.

Miyuki decided to first sort through the things that came to mind.

The very first memory that came to mind was the train.

Could it be the train car number from when Matsuda saved her from the groper's clutches?

She hadn't seen the car number at the time, so she didn't remember it... and Matsuda probably didn't know it either.

Tap, tap.

Miyuki cautiously typed in [Train]. When the password failed, she proceeded to enter the station she had boarded at, the station they got off at halfway, and the date of that day.

'That's not it...?'

She sucked in a breath. The next memory that popped into her head was the bathroom.

She remembered him getting annoyed while cleaning it for his disciplinary punishment.

That had been really funny... Did Matsuda remember it?

Letting out a soft giggle, Miyuki began to work her hands busily.

However, her expression grew darker and darker as time passed.

From the bathroom to the Rooftop, the movie theater, the carousel, their first kiss, and even their first time.

She typed in every memory and date she could think of, but it was all in vain. The password absolutely refused to unlock.

After wrestling with the password for a long time, Miyuki aggressively scratched her head in frustration.

Since the input field allowed letters, special characters, and numbers, there were way too many combinations...

Could the hint be about his late parents, instead of memories with her?

If that was the case, it was safe to say she had no way of knowing it.

'This is driving me crazy...'

Pitter-patter. Pitter-patter.

The faint sound of rain from outside calmed her heart.

Suddenly, she felt a wave of skepticism over why she was trying so hard to see this in the first place.

She was curious, sure, but this was Matsuda's private business... She should just give up cleanly, wake him up, and whine at him to go to the ramen shop.

Just as she was about to give up on unlocking the password, her eyes widened at a passing thought.

There was still one memory she hadn't typed in yet.

"Ah, right...!"

Miyuki blurted out an exclamation and hastily bit her lip.

Matsuda... didn't wake up. Thank goodness.

Relieved, she typed on the keyboard, half-doubting whether it would actually work.

And then, [Welcome.]

She blinked as the password unlocked, revealing a large welcome greeting on the Windows screen.

"I-it worked...?"

The password she had entered was [MKHM].

The starting initials of Matsuda Ken and Hanazawa Miyuki.

It was also the four letters she had written over the characters she'd drawn on a Post-it note attached to the wall at the ramen shop.

"Heheh... Hup..."

Letting out a dopey laugh without realizing it, Miyuki covered her mouth with her hand.

Miyuki barely managed to hold back a wide, ear-to-ear grin.

Her eyes curved into crescent moons as she stole a glance at the sleeping Matsuda.

To think he used this as the password... It definitely counted as one of their memories.

It felt like a display of his feelings for her, making her heart well up with fondness.

Come to think of it, Matsuda was always like this.

While he didn't seem to care about couple-related items or celebrating anniversaries, he secretly paid attention to them... He had that kind of sweet side.

'I'll have to praise him later.'

Smiling brightly without making a sound, Miyuki examined the unsealed desktop.

It was a default background lined with basic icons.

And at the very bottom, there was a single folder labeled [Porn].

Seeing that, Miyuki's eyes sparkled.

She knew it was porn. It was the nail in the coffin—material evidence added to her suspicions. The corners of Miyuki's lips curled up.

'Idiot...'

If he hadn't wanted to get caught, he should have used a password only he knew... Tsk, tsk...

Still, was it really that fun to watch videos of other men and women having sex?

Or did the situations in the porn satisfy his fantasies?

Anyway... It wasn't like she had never watched porn herself, and if Matsuda really wanted to watch it, she could be more than understanding.

The men and women in the videos weren't them, and people said there wasn't a single guy out there who didn't watch it...

Besides, he gave off an air of genuine satisfaction every time they had sex, so she didn't feel particularly jealous either.

He never forced her into weird positions or demanded strange services, so there was no need to take it too seriously.

As long as he wasn't donating money to watch weird live broadcasts, or masturbating all hours of the day, that is.

And who knew?

If there was a porn video with a decent plot, she could secretly use it as a reference and service Matsuda herself.

Like wearing torn stockings... or something along those lines.

Guys had fantasies about things like that, didn't they? If she did it for him, he might get super turned on and jump on her.

Enough with those thoughts; it was time to find out what kind of tastes Matsuda had.

Pushing her pounding heart aside, Miyuki entered the folder and checked the file names.

And immediately, the smile completely vanished from her face.

Because the file name at the very top was [Pregnancy Sex with Girlfriend].

"......."

No, pregnancy sex... The title was just too explicit. For some reason, she felt embarrassed herself.

Besides that, there were titles like [Pervert's Handjob] or [A-Class Masseuse's Stocking Footjob]...

Looking over the videos with titles that made her blush just from reading them, Miyuki fanned her flushed face.

'Hm...?'

She flinched when she discovered another folder named [Special] at the very bottom of the file list.

'Special...?'

It must be porn that contained something Matsuda liked especially.

To the point of making a separate folder for it...? She couldn't not look.

Stealing another glance at Matsuda, who was still sound asleep, Miyuki pulled up one corner of her mouth and double-clicked the folder.

And as she read through the vulgar, cheap titles of the dozens of video files one by one, her jaw gradually dropped open.

[3P Service from the City's Top Estheticians]

[Magic Mirror Sister Sandwich Threesome Special]

[3P After a street pickup]

[Temptation of Girlfriend and Girlfriend's Friend, Peerless Man Taking Turns, Creampie Special]

'W-what is this...?'