Chapter 303

"Raise your knees higher. You're not putting any strength into it."

"Yes!"

Thump!

"You're doing it again. It looks like you picked up a bad habit during the tournament. If you don't fix it, you'll leave yourself wide open."

"Understood!"

Listening to Renka's tone as she instructed Tetsuya was somehow hilarious. She was always so cold and strict when teaching Kendo, but in front of me, she was nothing more than a nervous Chihuahua.

"Didn't I tell you not to hold the hilt so loosely? Grip it properly."

"Yes, President!"

Didn't they claim during the club orientation that this wasn't a strict environment? Watching her now, she seemed harder than a rock. Then again, maybe Renka was just giving standard advice, and Tetsuya was the one overreacting because he was needlessly pumped up.

Standing a few steps away from where Renka was giving out personalized tutoring, I called out to her.

"President."

"Eek?!"

Her icy demeanor vanished in an instant. Renka flinched, her shoulders jumping as she whipped her head around.

"What...!"

Embarrassed that she had been so startled just by hearing my voice, she immediately stiffened her tone. Bursting into laughter inwardly, I asked my question.

"Can you come to the Drying Room for a moment?"

".... What for?"

"I was washing the Training Uniforms, but I noticed a few spots with torn seams. I wanted to ask what I should do with them."

"Is that so...?"

"Yes."

"How long have you been a manager here, and you still don't know something like that?"

She was snapping at me harder than usual, clearly unwilling to let the others catch on to our special relationship. Acting out like this meant she was practically begging to be punished again, and it would be rude of me not to grant her wish.

"It's not that I don't know. The damage is just a bit ambiguous, so I wanted your opinion."

"What about Chinami?"

"She's oiling the Shinai right now."

".... Go on ahead. I'll be right there after I finish teaching this."

"Hmm."

When I let out the same hum I often made at the cafe, Renka's eyes wavered violently. But it was only for a moment. Refusing to show the submissive attitude she had when we were completely alone, she glared at me fiercely.

"What are you doing just standing there? I said I'll be there in a minute! Can't you see I'm teaching a club member right now?"

She was snapping at me even more than usual, clearly assuming I wouldn't do anything to her out in the open. Sure enough, several of the nearby club members—along with Tetsuya himself—were looking over in bewilderment. They probably assumed I had made some kind of mistake.

Such a feisty girl. I decided to let it slide for now.

"Understood."

I returned to the Drying Room and went back to my chores while waiting. It didn't take long for Renka to walk in.

"What."

Renka asked what I wanted in a blunt tone, her arms crossed defensively. Letting out a soft snort, I slowly approached her and reached behind her to lock the Drying Room door. Renka's body immediately began to tremble.

"Wh-what are you doing...?"

"You were acting quite undisciplined out there, so I thought I'd give you a little education."

"Undisciplined...! Are you saying I was supposed to fawn all over you in front of everyone...!?"

"You could have at least been as sweet to me as you normally are to everyone else."

"Why would I ever do..."

Smack!

"Eek...!"

Flinching reflexively the moment her hip was struck, she gritted her teeth. It was funny how quickly she was disarmed, especially since she had been exuding an unapproachable, icy aura just moments ago.

"I heard you're going to a cafe with Master today."

".... That's right."

"But why didn't you say anything to me?"

"Do I really have to...?"

"Of course you do. Were you planning to leave me out? Are you avoiding me on purpose?"

"I didn't mean to... It's just that Chinami and I usually hang out alone..."

"Quiet. I'm coming with you."

"Wh-what are you talking about... No...!"

Smack!

"Hyaah...!"

The way she hurriedly clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her moan... was incredibly cute.

"I said I'm coming with you."

"....."

Hunching her shoulders all the way up to hide her neck, Renka frantically shook her head. Given the location and her reaction... it really felt like I was harassing an innocent student.

"Master agreed."

"S-so what? I don't want you there."

Ever since the tournament, a lot of her previous obedience had vanished. It was as if her natural instincts as a noble lady had resurfaced, bringing on a rebellious phase. Knitting my brows in displeasure, I grabbed the waist of my disobedient slave rather forcefully.

"Eek...! What are you doing...! That hurts...!"

"Stop exaggerating."

"I'm not exaggerating..."

"You definitely are. Your expression doesn't even look like you're in pain."

"M-my skin is just sensitive!"

Renka's face flushed bright red in an instant. She was clearly embarrassed by her own ridiculous excuse. Chuckling softly, I slapped her outer thigh.

Slap!

With the sound of escaping air, Renka's Training Uniform pants fluttered sharply. Holding back a shriek, she blew out a sharp puff of air through her nose and spoke in an aggrieved tone.

"Ah, why do you keep hitting me...! Is this because of what happened earlier?"

"What happened earlier?"

"Me treating you so coldly...!"

Hearing her say it out loud, she was obviously well aware of how coldly she had treated me. It might have been her own little attempt at revenge, but it was incredibly clumsy.

"You still lack discipline, so I'm educating you."

"Discipline... I'm..."

Smack!

"Eeeeek...! I said stop it...!"

"Then what should you do?"

"How should I know tha..."

As I reached out as if to completely untie her Training Uniform pants to break her stubborn pride, she freaked out and hurriedly apologized.

"I-I'm sorry... I was wrong..."

It seemed her mindset as a slave had finally returned a little.

"What were you wrong about?"

"I-I was acting... so bitchy to you..."

"And what else?"

".... What else?"

Renka looked like she genuinely had no idea. Clicking my tongue, I reached around to the small of her back and unfastened the hook securing her pants from inside the waist ties. Gulping nervously, Renka grabbed my wrist and spoke.

"I-I really don't know, so if you just tell me... I'll think it over and apologize properly...!"

"Forget it. Don't apologize, just take your punishment."

"Ah, please... don't do it here...!"

"Then after we finish eating cake at the cafe, the two of us can..."

"Wait a minute... What are you talking about? I never agreed to eat cake together... Aaaah...! Fine, we'll eat together...! We can eat together, alright...?!"

The moment I made a move to take off her top as well, Renka rapidly agreed. Letting out a satisfied chuckle, I asked her another question.

"After we finish eating, do you want to go somewhere with me?"

"Where...?"

"Are you going or not?"

"I-I'm not going."

She immediately refused, but I had expected as much. Staring into Renka's dark blue eyes, which were trembling faintly with anxiety, I simply nodded at her response. Then, I proceeded to completely untie the strings of her half-loosened Training Uniform pants.

"Hey! Hey...!! I have to get back out there soon...! I need to teach the other club members...!"

"That's none of my business."

"How can you say that... St-stop...!"

She squirmed and struggled, desperately trying to stop me, but the strings of her pants were already almost completely undone, and the fabric was on the verge of sliding right off.

Did she see the sheer resolve in my eyes and realize we were definitely going to have sex if she didn't give in? Renka let out a hushed, incredibly urgent cry.

"I'll go...!"

The moment I heard those words, my hands—which had been about to strip off her pants—came to a dead halt. I suppose she decided it was better to just humor a crazy person. An excellent attitude to have.

"You said you'll go, right?"

"I said I'm going... I'll go...!"

"Good. It's a promise."

".... You childish bastard..."

It was one of Renka's charms that she always had to throw in a curse like that at the very end. Chinami, who innocently accepted whatever I said, and Renka, who was instinctively suspicious... How would these two girls, who had entirely different personalities yet got along so well, react when we reached the Hotel? Harboring that anticipation, I tied her Training Uniform pants back up securely.

"C-can I go now?"

"Go ahead."

Renka checked multiple times to ensure her pants were securely fastened before unlocking the door, constantly glancing back over her shoulder. She seemed worried that I might try to pounce on her again.

Opening the door cautiously, like a rebellious daughter trying to sneak out of the house, she bolted as soon as she realized I wasn't going to move, practically fleeing the Drying Room. Then, she casually slowed her pace, acting completely composed before the rest of the club members could turn their attention to her.

Chuckling at Renka's pathetic acting, I was just about to leave the Drying Room when I happened to spot Chinami coming out of the Storage Room. Poking my head out through the crack in the door, I made eye contact with Chinami and quietly gestured for her to come over.

"Master. Over here for a moment..."

Chinami quickly trotted over, asking energetically just like she always did.

"Did you finish hanging up the laundry?"

"Yes."

It felt as if Renka was glaring at me while I kindly escorted Chinami into my secret little den, but was it just my imagination? Ignoring the sharp gaze I felt piercing my back, I closed the door to the Drying Room and poked Chinami's shoulder as she began inspecting the laundry.

"Master, the President said she can come with us to the cafe."

"Ah, really? That's great!"

"It is. Oh, and the President also agreed to let me give her a massage."

"Eeeh...? I-is that right...?"

Swallowing the urge to add, 'And it won't just be a normal massage for Renka; it'll be a cock massage,' I replied.

"Yes."

"Renka did...?"

Rather than being surprised about getting a massage alongside Renka, she seemed much more shocked that Renka had actually agreed to it. Strictly speaking, I hadn't told Renka the exact location or what we'd actually be doing there, but I'd figure that out as the situation developed. What's good is good; it would all work out somehow.

"Yes."

"Th-then, will I be getting a massage together with Renka...?"

"We'll have to do them separately, of course."

"Ah... that's good..."

Looking relieved, Chinami flashed an awkward smile. She was probably certain that she would end up cumming once the massage started, so it was only natural for her to be embarrassed about showing that side of herself to someone else.

Still, did she have fewer reservations about the fact that we were going to a Hotel with Renka? It seemed that occasionally bringing up the idea of giving them both massages had helped pave the way. Or perhaps it was because she had already experienced a threesome with Miyuki.

"Anyway, that's enough about that... Is the peach cake good?"

"Yes...! We're planning to have ice cream too, so you can definitely look forward to it."

"You mean the same ice cream from last time, right?"

"That's right. It was just remade for the New Year, and the flavor is even better than before."

"I see."

I really had been neglecting Chinami lately. To make up for it, I'd have to grope her as wildly and thoroughly as she liked.