Chapter 160

“I want to do it with Senior Nanase and you.”

I saw Renka heading somewhere, her long ponytail fluttering in the air.

She seemed to be looking at something on her Cell Phone. Was she reading the manga I recommended?

I crept up behind her and spoke.

“If you keep staring at your Cell Phone like that, you’ll get text neck.”

“Eek!”

Renka flinched, her shoulders jumping in pure shock.

She hurriedly tucked her Cell Phone away and snapped at me.

“W-what are you doing...!”

“Just worrying about you.”

“Even so, how could you sneak up on me like that...! You startled me!”

“I made plenty of noise. You just didn’t hear it, President.”

“...Really?”

“No. I actually snuck up on you.”

“Hah...”

Renka’s face colored with sheer disbelief.

Chuckling, I raised a hand right in front of her face like the male lead in a shoujo manga.

“Hello.”

“What is that? That annoying expression and gesture...?”

“I did it just to annoy you. Aren’t you going to return my greeting?”

“...Hello.”

“Why the hesitation? You’re acting like you’re dealing with someone you hate.”

“That’s my business.”

“Have you been well lately?”

“We see each other at school every day.”

Keep snapping at me like this, and you’ll get punished.

I took a large step right up to Renka, looking down at her as she flinched.

“I asked if you’ve been doing well at home.”

“I-I’ve been doing well...! So back off a little...!”

You have space behind you.

She could just step back, but I guess she’d rather die than yield to me.

Our Renka’s problem was her immense pride. A slave with pride couldn’t really be called a slave. It was... concerning.

“When are you going to use your wish?”

“Are you rushing me right now...? It’s none of your business...! I still have plenty of time...”

“I’m just asking. Why are you acting like this again?”

“B-because you’re making me anxious...!”

“How so?”

“You might find some weird excuse and threaten to cancel it if I don’t use it quickly...”

“You’re saying the exact same thing again. Do you really think I’d do that?”

“If it’s you, you probably would.”

“Then use it quickly if you’re so anxious.”

“See...! You’re subtly trying to force my hand...!”

“Just a moment ago and even now... your paranoia is severe. It’s a sickness.”

Renka bit down hard on her lower lip.

She clearly detested my brazen attitude.

I shrugged and pointed at the hem of her uniform skirt.

“You’ve got something on there. Is it food?”

At those words, Renka looked down.

She wiped away the pink liquid stained on her skirt and spoke nonchalantly.

“It’s Strawberry Milk. I just drank some.”

“Why are you spilling it while you drink?”

“That’s my business.”

“Understood. Can I suck on that?”

“...What?”

“The stuff on your finger.”

Renka’s mouth dropped open.

She wore an expression of sheer disbelief. Chuckling, I patted her frozen arm and continued.

“I was just joking. Keep up the hard work. I’ll see you during club activities.”

“...Get lost...! You perverted bastard...!”

“Curse at me more.”

“Ugh...!”

Faced with my shamelessness, her momentum instantly crumbled.

That reaction only made me want to torment her more. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to awaken a spanking fetish in her.

Renka handing over a whip and begging me to hit her...

Just imagining it turned me on. A full-body fishnet outfit, cat ears, and a tail would be perfect.

“This one is broken in three places. We could send it for repairs, but since it’s an old Bogu, the repairs might cost more than it’s worth.”

“Should we scrap it then?”

“It’s a shame, but I suppose we have to.”

“Its condition is terrible.”

“That’s because the seniors who have already graduated treated it recklessly since it was Club Room property.”

Chinami huffed out a breath through her nose, fuming.

I patted her slender back and spoke.

“How completely mannerless. If we donated something like this, the recipients would think we were mocking them.”

“Exactly.”

Right now, we were sorting through items to donate to an orphanage sponsored by Yeboni Academy.

It was supposedly an annual event... Mentioning the orphanage brought back old memories.

I had once pulled off an event to win Miyuki’s heart during the summer festival.

That was a really good time. The fresh emotions of our early romance and the innocent Miyuki... I missed that sometimes.

Of course, I loved how she was now too.

Glancing over at the crouching Chinami, I noticed the pants of her Training Uniform pulled taut, perfectly outlining her curves.

As a bonus, it offered a clear view of her luscious waistline and ass.

Feeling a sudden surge of arousal, I placed my hand on the small of Chinami’s back and slid it down, gently stroking her ass.

“Mmm...?”

Letting out a confused gasp, Chinami turned her head slightly.

Spotting my arm reaching past her shoulder, she narrowed her large eyes.

“Junior.”

“It’s a massage.”

“This isn’t a massage; you’re just groping me... Please move your hand away.”

“I’m telling you, it’s a massage.”

“...Hmph.”

Snorting in displeasure, she resumed sorting the items.

It was commendable how she was growing more accustomed to my touch day by day.

At this rate, I could probably grope her freely when I massaged her before we did it.

“I’m done with this side. Stop fooling around and hurry up with checking the Bogu.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“You answer so well, yet why do you keep touching me?”

“Sorry.”

“Hey...! Junior...! I’m going to get angry if you keep this up.”

“Understood. I’ve taken my hand off.”

I obediently raised both hands and looked at Chinami’s pouting face.

She looked so cute with her puffed-out cheeks.

Just wait, Chinami. This Matsuda will make you feel good soon.

When bringing up the topic of a threesome, Miyuki’s mood was crucial.

I needed to broach the subject when she was suitably relaxed and in a reasonably good mood.

At the same time, I couldn’t bring it up when she was overly excited.

If I did, her high spirits could instantly plummet, making the situation far worse than if I had just asked her normally.

Waiting too long after our initial conversation about the threesome was also a no-go.

In that sense, the optimal timing was right now.

Friday, the day after Miyuki had told me to recruit someone for the threesome...

She was thrilled with the weekend just around the corner, yet slightly unsettled from discovering my fetish. This was the perfect balance.

Even though I was overthinking the setup, it all came down to finding the time where I’d take the least amount of damage, taking the hit early, and asking for her permission.

I had to do it before the threesome idea fizzled out entirely while I hesitated and tried to read her mood.

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

Miyuki asked, fiddling with her Cell Phone as she texted someone.

Just before entering the neighborhood where my house was located, I pulled the car over to the shoulder of the road and looked back at her.

Then, I spoke in a serious tone.

“About that recruitment thing you mentioned.”

“Yeah.”

“There’s someone I want to invite.”

Miyuki’s complexion slightly stiffened.

Was she nervous? She also seemed intensely curious about whose name would leave my lips.

“You already thought of someone...? Who is it...?”

Gulping discreetly so she wouldn’t notice, I paused for a moment before speaking.

“Senior Nanase.”

At that, Miyuki’s eyes doubled in size.

“S-Senior Nanase...? The Senior Nanase I know...?”

She looked quite shocked.

It was natural. She probably never expected me to bring up someone as unbelievably innocent as Chinami.

Letting out a long exhale through my nose, I answered.

“Yeah. Not your friend Nanase Haruka, but Senior Nanase Chinami.”

“Does... does Senior Nanase have an interest in this kind of thing...?”

“I don’t know about that yet, but she’s secretly quite close to you. And she and I practically stick together during club activities, so it wouldn’t be awkward... The three of us even grabbed ice cream together a few times...”

“No... How are you going to recruit her if you don’t even know if she’s interested? Is this just wishful thinking? I highly doubt Senior Nanase would agree to it...”

“How about doing it with Senior Nanase? Are you okay with it?”

“Well... like you said, Matsuda-kun, we are close... and she’s incredibly kind, so I don’t think it’d be bad... The problem is whether the senior would actually want to do it or not...”

“I think I can persuade her.”

“Really...? That’s some serious confidence... How are you going to convince her? Ah, never mind... You’ll take care of it, Matsuda-kun, so I’ll just pretend I know nothing about it...”

It wasn’t a bad reaction.

My heart settled slightly, but I still hesitated to say my next words.

Because the real hurdle started now.

Watching Miyuki twirl her hair in circles, my mind raced with all sorts of thoughts before I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again.

I had planned to drop the bomb today, so let’s drop it. If not now, my chances would drop significantly.

“Miyuki.”

“Yeah...?”

“I want to do it with Senior Nanase and you. Nobody else—just the senior, you, and me... the three of us. I didn’t think much of it at first, but when I imagined it, it was exactly the picture I wanted. You gently soothing Senior Nanase...”

“Stop...! Stop it...”

Miyuki cut me off.

It seemed she had pictured what I was describing in her head and grew deeply embarrassed.

Fanning herself with her face turning red and pale by turns, she asked.

“Wait... Do you really like Senior Nanase that much...?”

She was asking if I had romantic feelings for her.

I felt sorry for Chinami and Miyuki both, but I needed to lie a little here.

A person shouldn’t be too honest.

If I admitted that I’d liked Chinami from the start, my relationship with Miyuki... might not fall to total ruin, but it would take a very long time to recover.

“Since you said you’d give me permission, I just suddenly... got interested...”

“I-is that so...?”

“...Sorry.”

As I acted ridiculously shy and scratched my head, pretending I couldn’t even look her in the eyes, she looked flustered.

It seemed completely alien to her to see me, usually so brazen, bowing my head like this.

No doubt, a multitude of thoughts were running through her head right now.

“Matsuda-kun... Um... Raise your head.”

“Yeah...”

“I never said I hated the idea of doing th-that... with Senior Nanase...? You’re the one going to persuade her, Matsuda-kun... I’m perfectly fine with it. As long as you can properly convince her...”

“No, that’s not the issue...”

“Then what is...?”

“It’s just... I don’t think Senior Nanase has any experience with men.”

I worded it in a highly confusing way.

But I had already laid the emphasis on it for Miyuki beforehand.

I had told her I wanted to do it with no one else but her and Chinami.

Furthermore, she surely knew how deeply abnormal it was to take someone’s first time with an audience watching.

It meant that even if I somehow convinced Chinami, there was something I had to do first.

There was no way Miyuki wouldn’t understand the true meaning of my words.

But should I have twisted my words even further before explaining?

Or should I have stopped while I was ahead and settled for having an excuse when Miyuki said she would pretend she knew nothing?

A sudden wave of regret washed over me.

Thinking about it from Miyuki’s perspective, she’d be innocent even if she cut my cock off right now.

If Miyuki were an ordinary girl, she would never have agreed to this even if she died.

But I believed in her. In the hidden nature of the Miyuki who had even permitted a threesome, and in her merciful heart that always considered me.

Now I left my fate to the heavens... no, to Miyuki.

She could explode in anger, or she could smash her bag into my face.

I didn’t care what she did, so long as this passed over smoothly.