Chapter 169

"You're being prejudiced. I've never done that."

"Your tone..."

Still slandering me, as usual.

If she keeps this up, I might have to whip her a little harder.

"What's wrong with my tone?"

"...Forget it. I shouldn't even bother."

Was it too hard to explain? Or just too much of a bother?

Judging by her reaction, it seemed to be the latter.

I grinned at the grumbling Renka and asked, "If you're done talking, do you want to go to the School Store with me?"

"Why would I go to the School Store with you?"

"We could just go, couldn't we?"

"I'd rather die."

"Why? Let's go together. I'll buy you some candy."

"...Don't treat me like a child."

"I'll buy you a drink, too."

"I said I don't want to...! And aren't you on your way back from the School Store right now?"

"I am, but I feel like going again. By the way, President."

"What."

"When are you going to use your last wish?"

"I'll use it when I want to. Why? Are you nervous?"

"Not at all. I was just going to ask you to give it to me if you aren't going to use it. I thought of a good one."

Renka's face turned a furious red at my words.

It looked as if memories of what we had done were flashing through her mind.

Chuckling, I practically forced the jelly I'd bought for myself into Renka's hands.

"Eat this and cheer up. See you at club activities."

Then, after giving the flustered Renka a light pat on the shoulder, I walked away.

"Ahem... Time to clean the Bogu..."

Humming unnaturally, Chinami quickly slipped into the Bogu Storage Room.

She started acting like that the moment she saw me; it seemed she was too embarrassed to look me in the eye.

Letting out a chuckle, I grabbed the doorknob of the closed Storage Room.

Rattle.

But the doorknob only turned; the door wouldn't open.

Realizing Chinami was blocking the door with her body from the inside, I leaned my shoulder against the wood and pushed.

Slide.

"Nnnngh...!"

The door opened easily, offering only slight resistance.

I could hear Chinami grunting with effort through the gap.

Suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, I maintained a steady pressure on the door, slipped my hand through the gap, and tapped Chinami's shoulder.

"Master, please open the door."

At that, Chinami flinched and looked at me with the eyes of a wary kitten.

"Why...?"

"We have to work. You said today was the day to clean the Bogu."

"Is that so...?"

"It is."

"I suppose it can't be helped... Come in quickly..."

Seeing Chinami hesitantly step back, I opened the door and entered the Storage Room.

I stared silently at the fidgeting girl for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean, 'it can't be helped'? And why are you avoiding me?"

"Huh...? Did I say that...? And avoiding you? I never did any such thing..."

Right. Let's just go with that.

I nodded and took a stride toward Chinami.

Then, as she let out a startled gasp, I placed my hands on her shoulders and began massaging them.

"Nnh... Junior... You said you came to work, so why are you massaging me...?"

"I'm going to loosen your muscles up a bit before we get to work."

"I-Is that so...? My shoulders are fine, though..."

"I'm going to massage you all over."

"Ah..."

"Turn around."

"Okay..."

Chinami obediently turned around, offering her back to me.

I gently rubbed her entire back, starting from her protruding shoulder blades, before wrapping my arms around her waist and slowly pulling her against me.

"..."

Chinami flinched at the action, but offered no real resistance.

Relieved, I naturally guided her to the corner of the Storage Room and sat down, leaning my back against the wall.

I spread my legs to let Chinami sit between them, pressed her back firmly against my chest, and began gently massaging her thighs.

"Eek... It hurts..."

Chinami pressed her hands to her waist in pain, her upper body digging even deeper into my chest.

At the same time, a rich peach scent drifted softly into my nose.

Secretly breathing in her scent like a creep, I spoke.

"Were you very uncomfortable?"

"T-To be honest, a little..."

"Then you should have told me. Why force yourself to hide it?"

"..."

"I think the soreness will last a few days, so until you can move naturally again, I'll do all the work."

"You can't...! I can't just let you work alone like... Hieeeek...!"

She shrieked the moment I pressed her inner thigh, yet claimed she couldn't let me work alone. Yeah, right.

I patted the stomach of the trembling, curled-up Chinami to calm her down.

"It'll hurt more if you tense up. Relax."

"Huaaa... Okay...! But aren't you pressing a bit too hard...?"

"I didn't press hard. I barely touched you."

"T-Then don't press, just stroke me."

Asking me to just stroke her... Chinami really was naughty by nature.

The words she blurted out without thinking sounded incredibly suggestive.

I told her I understood, pulled her even closer, and carefully rubbed the inside of her thighs.

My large hand rubbed her skin, coming dangerously close to her groin.

Perhaps she liked the sensation, because Chinami's posture relaxed significantly.

"Mmmng..."

Letting out her signature soft moan, she pressed her back and hips flush against my body. I could feel her temperature rising steadily the more I touched her.

Resting my chin on Chinami's shoulder, I lightly kissed her cheek, which was flushed a peachy pink.

"Hieeeek!?"

At that, Chinami, who had been quietly receiving the massage, jerked her entire body.

Jerking like that with sore muscles would obviously hurt... I had made a mistake.

"Huaaa..."

Predictably, Chinami cried out in pain.

I quickly placed my hands on her stomach to hold her still so she wouldn't thrash around anymore, apologizing hastily.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

"Huu... Yes... I was just surprised because you did that so suddenly..."

Her muscle soreness was worse than I had anticipated.

Renka had mentioned it earlier. Chinami had been pretending she wasn't in pain today.

If that was the case, she must have been walking around all day with her muscles completely tensed, which had only made it worse.

I wondered if it had hurt when she changed into her Training Uniform pants.

"I apologize. I'll be careful from now on."

"N-No... That's not it... I'm saying you should give me a heads-up first..."

"Is that what you meant?"

"Yes... I'm worried about my junior's lack of comprehension..."

Her insults were rather refreshing.

Still, I liked that she was getting a little more assertive.

Chuckling, I resumed the massage and warned Chinami.

"I'm going to gradually increase the intensity now, so it might hurt a bit. If it does, tell me. I'll massage you more gently."

"...You could just stroke me, you know."

"Just stroking won't loosen your muscles. This is necessary so you'll hurt less tomorrow."

"Is that so..."

Letting out a somewhat regretful sigh, Chinami glanced sideways at the Bogu in the Storage Room.

Then she continued.

"We have to clean the Bogu... This is a big problem."

"I don't think it's a bad idea to take it easy. We already did a preliminary cleaning yesterday, after all."

"Mmm... Then I guess I'll have to make some time tomorrow morning or at lunch..."

Chinami had completely surrendered to the temptation.

It seemed she was planning to just get massaged here until club activities ended; she had completely melted under my touch.

"I'll do it by myself. Master, take a rest, and if you really can't sit still, just supervise and make sure I'm doing it right."

"Ahem... Then I'll decide tomorrow after seeing how my body feels."

"That works. Shall we resume?"

"Ah... Um... I'd like you to massage my lower belly this time. It feels a bit tight here too..."

She was shy, but still managed to ask for everything she wanted.

She knew what she wanted. I liked that even more.

Gently pressing my fingers against Chinami's lower belly, I asked, "Here?"

"...A little lower..."

"Here? Around the waistline?"

"Yes, there..."

Judging by her tone, she meant even lower than that.

But since going any lower would reach a rather sensitive area, she had compromised.

I was sorely tempted to enjoy a secret tryst right here, but I held back.

There would be plenty of other opportunities. I'd try again once Chinami was fully healed.

"Understood."

And so, spending a wonderfully intimate time inside the Storage Room with a Chinami who was still shy but much more forward than before, we closed the distance between us even further.

When club activities ended, I walked over to Renka, who was waiting for Chinami in front of the Changing Room, and grinned at her sullen face.

"President, what do you usually do in your free time?"

"What do you mean, what do I usually do?"

"I mean, what do you like to do? Hobbies and such."

"Didn't I tell you last time?"

"I don't remember hearing that."

"Really? Kendo."

"That's a specialty."

"Then let's say movies."

Liar. You watch anime and read manga. You even collect merch.

Isn't it about time you came clean? Did you read the second manga I recommended?

"What genre?"

"You don't need to know."

"Are you trying to hurt my feelings again?"

"I'm glad your feelings are hurt."

"Keep acting like this and you'll be punished."

"...Who's going to punish me? You?"

"Who else would it be?"

"Go ahead and try. See if I even blink."

Judging by what I'd put her through so far, she'd do a lot more than just blink.

She was feeling especially rebellious today.

Had she gotten cocky because I hadn't disciplined her in a while?

Snorting, I took a confident stride toward Renka.