Chapter 154

A night of deepening worries.

"Miyuki!"

A classmate shouted urgently.

Her hair tied in a high bun, Miyuki dashed toward the dropping, spinning volleyball and threw herself into a dive.

Smack!

The ball popped up with a crisp sound, and the setter tossed it to the opposite hitter.

The opposite hitter leaped high, driving a spike past the blockers to finish the play.

It was a rally where Miyuki's defense truly shined.

"Well done! Nice defense!"

Her teammates cheered, thrilled to win the point.

Watching from a corner of the Gymnasium, I smirked as the girls flocked around Miyuki, whose face was beaded with cold sweat.

She stood out every time we played volleyball in P.E. Was there anything our Miyuki couldn't do?

With her athletic reflexes, she would have found massive success even if she had pursued a career in volleyball.

"Matsuda, want to play soccer?"

A classmate asked me this as I tracked Miyuki's every move with a fond smile.

I waved a hand dismissively and answered.

"No."

"Why not?"

"It's a hassle."

"Yeah? Alright. Come out to the field if you change your mind. Miura's playing too."

So what? Why the hell was he bringing that bastard up right now?

My good mood instantly soured. Did he think I was actually friends with the guy? He needed to watch his mouth.

"Sure."

Sprawling flat on my back in a blind spot where the teacher couldn't see me, I killed time until P.E. was almost over.

When I finally saw Miyuki walking over, wiping her sweat with a towel, I sat up.

"Matsuda-kun really treats P.E. class like nap time, doesn't he?"

Miyuki scolded me after taking a sip of water.

I gave her an indifferent look and replied.

"So what? It's not like anyone calls me out on it."

"That's just because you hide where they can't see you."

"Did you just come over to nag?"

"Why are you so cranky today? Lean in."

"Are you going to slap me?"

"What? No...! I'm just going to fix your bedhead, so get over here."

When I obediently leaned my head forward, Miyuki wiped her hands clean and began carefully pressing down the messy hair on the side of my head.

"You're so horribly suspicious..."

The Gymnasium was mostly empty.

Making sure that all the other students had gone to the showers, I grabbed Miyuki's wrist as she meticulously fixed my hair and pulled her toward me.

Squatting as she was, Miyuki lost her balance and tumbled right into my arms.

"M-Matsuda-kun...! What are you doing?!"

She tried to scramble away in a fluster.

I fiddled with Miyuki's gym clothes, slightly damp with sweat, before bringing my lips to her softly gleaming neck and sucking gently.

"Hyaa...!"

Letting out a short moan and pulling her arms in tight, she repeatedly slapped my shoulder.

"A-are you crazy...? I'm all sweaty...!"

There was absolutely no force behind her hits. It was merely a display of affection.

Chuckling, I slipped my hand under Miyuki's gym shirt. I pressed my fingertips against her slippery waist, opening and closing my hand to tickle her.

Miyuki bit down hard on her lower lip.

Her hands, which had been wildly slapping my shoulder, slipped down to grip my arm.

Holding Miyuki's gaze intensely, I noticed her eyes flick briefly toward the Storage Room in the Gymnasium.

"Do you want to do it in there?"

"No, I don't...? Who said I wanted to..."

"I want to."

"R-right now...?"

"Including the break, we have about thirty minutes left. Let's make it quick."

"No... why so suddenly..."

"If you don't want to, we won't."

"...Not right now... I haven't even showered... And last time was so much trouble..."

She was talking about what we'd done in the Storage Room while guarding the front gate.

It had felt good, sure, but the lack of thrill made it a little disappointing.

"Is that so? Alright. Let's get up."

Standing up alongside Miyuki, I smirked as I watched her sigh in relief.

Then, I swept one arm under the backs of her knees and lifted her right off the ground, carrying her in my arms.

"Whoa...?!"

Startled, Miyuki instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck.

Her eyes went wide the moment she realized I was walking straight toward the Storage Room.

"Are you kidding me...? I told you no...!"

"I know."

"If you know, then turn around, you idiot...! What are you doing?!"

"Yeah, yeah."

Ignoring her protests, I walked right into the Storage Room, immediately locked the door behind us, and set her down.

"Matsuda-kun...! Are you really crazy?!"

She stamped her feet in frustration, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a corner piled high with P.E. equipment.

Amid the musty smell of the room, I caught the sweet scent of plums.

Sniffing like a total pervert, I buried my face against Miyuki's collarbones.

Twitch. Twitch.

Reacting sensitively every time my lips brushed her skin, Miyuki grabbed my head and tried to push me away.

"I smell...! Don't do this..."

"You don't."

"W-what if someone comes in..."

"I locked the door."

"Still... someone is bound to come here... The kids playing tennis haven't..."

"No one will. I already saw them put away their rackets and balls."

"When did you even see that...?"

"While you were playing volleyball."

"...This is ridiculous... Did you see this in porn, too...?"

"This has nothing to do with that."

"Really...?"

Letting out a heavy sigh of resignation, she grabbed the hem of her shirt as my hands rolled it up, trying to hold it in place.

Then, narrowing her brows, she firmly warned me.

"You can't do it inside... It's too hard to wash out here... And tell me before you finish. You have to do it in the towel..."

Seriously, why was she already thinking that far ahead?

Did she really need everything planned out to feel safe? Spoken like a true honors student.

Staring at her worrying about every little thing before we'd even properly started, I let out an incredulous chuckle and nodded.

"Alright."

"We need to lock the windows, too, and I should use some mouthwash. And I have to wipe off my sweat, so wai—Mmph!"

She gasped, her list of demands cut abruptly short.

Startled by the sudden kiss, Miyuki's eyes squeezed shut. I grabbed one of her legs and lifted it to my waist, caressing her body as her warm breath tickled my upper lip.

*

"Miyuki, let me borrow a good novel to read."

At Kanna's innocent voice, Miyuki, who was lying in bed under the covers, pointed to her desk.

"Pick whatever you want..."

"Okay. Are you sick, though?"

"No... I just don't have any energy..."

"Why? Because you did it with Matsuda-kun?"

At Kanna's teasing question, Miyuki shot up from her pillows.

"If you're going to say weird things, get out...!"

"Why are you getting mad? Did I hit a nerve?"

"What nerve...?! I'm not lending you a book...!"

"But I'm going to borrow one anyway."

Kanna snorted and carefully perused the bookshelf before sliding out a thick book and walking over to the bed.

"Want some strawberries? Mom just bought some."

"Strawberries...? Are you going to bring me some?"

"No. You can come down and eat them."

"Then I don't want any. Hurry up and get out before I spoil that book for you."

"Wow... when did you get so childish? Is it that time of the month?"

"Ugh, seriously...!"

"Alright, I'm leaving. Sorry."

Slightly intimidated by her irritable little sister, Kanna apologized and quickly fled the room.

Miyuki scanned the now-quiet room with satisfaction, lay back down, and pulled the covers over her head.

Her lower belly was throbbing.

A pleasant sort of ache. Her libido seemed to have spiked over the last few days.

Just like Matsuda's had today.

Once inside the gym, once on the Rooftop with the cold wind blowing, and once in the backseat of a car near her house...

She never dreamed they would do it three times on a weekday.

'Haa...'

When they finished in the car, she was completely drained and just wanted to rest, but the moment she got home and finished her shower, she wanted it again.

Would she feel better if she took care of it herself?

As that thought crossed her mind, Miyuki cringed at her own scandalous imagination.

This was all Matsuda's fault. To think he had made her this horny...

He was probably sleeping comfortably right now, wasn't he? A sudden wave of spite hit her; she wanted to run over, wake him up, and aggressively demand they do it again.

But why had Matsuda insisted on doing it outside today?

To punish her for joking and provoking him about watching porn?

Or was there something sexually unsatisfactory about her, prompting him to try something fresh to compensate for what he saw in that threesome video?

No, that couldn't be it.

He genuinely loved being in a relationship with her, and he genuinely loved having sex with her.

She could feel it more and more with each passing day, and he constantly proved it with his actions.

Today was no exception. Before he penetrated her, he put his all into turning her on, and afterward, he whispered the sweetest things in the gentlest tone.

It was enough to make her think she could just ignore the threesome thing altogether.

But she couldn't. It kept weighing on her mind.

Why? Because she had seen it. Because she now knew what Matsuda was into.

Vzzzt—!

Suppressing her boiling arousal amidst her racing thoughts, Miyuki grabbed her Cell Phone when it vibrated next to her pillow.

[What are you up to? Are you at home?]

She thought it was a text from Matsuda, but it was actually from Tetsuya.

Smacking her lips in disappointment, Miyuki tapped away on the screen.

[I'm just lying in bed.]

[Really? Want to go for a walk if you're not doing anything?]

A walk...

The cold breeze would definitely help clear her head, and it had been a long time since her last walk with Tetsuya, so she was slightly tempted, but...

Right now, she couldn't even fathom going outside with her lower belly throbbing like this.

[Sorry. My stomach feels a bit upset.]

[Your stomach? Did you eat something bad?]

It wasn't her stomach that was bothering her, but something lower down...

[Not really... I don't know. I'm going to get some shut-eye for now. Sorry, Tetsuya-kun.]

[It's fine. Rest up. If it gets worse, make sure you call me first, alright?]

[How reliable of you. Thanks. I will.]

Sending him some empty words, Miyuki set her Cell Phone down and stared up at the ceiling.

Fluorescent glow-in-the-dark stickers.

In the past, looking at them made her feel like a kid again. But now, why did they make her feel absolutely nothing?

If anything, they were a little annoying.

Matsuda's influence must have rubbed off on her. She actually preferred things dark and gloomy now.

'But that's not the real issue here...'

Now wasn't the time to obsess over ceiling stickers. The real problem was figuring out how to deal with the burning sensation between her legs.

Should she just go over and sleep at Matsuda's house tonight?

While she was at it, they could have a serious conversation about his kinks, and once he fell asleep, she kind of wanted to properly comb through that porn folder of his.

Would Mom let her go if she whined enough? She was terrified her mom would scold her for acting loose.

"Haa..."

A night of deepening worries.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Miyuki pressed down firmly on the sensitive spot below her lower belly.

Instantly, an electric jolt shot through her entire body.

Feeling her pelvis tense up entirely on its own, Miyuki tried to force herself to sleep, but she couldn't take it anymore and threw off the covers.

She needed to go eat some strawberries.