Chapter 331

"I'm coming in, okay?"

"Ah, no! Not right now!"

"You've said the exact same thing five times now."

"I said no!"

"I'm coming in."

Click.

"You bastard! I told you not to come in!"

As soon as I turned the doorknob and opened the door, Renka's curses echoed through the bathroom. I let out a dry, dumbfounded laugh.

The lights inside the bathroom were off.

Just how long had she been sitting in the pitch dark?

No matter how embarrassed she was... this was ridiculous. Truly ridiculous.

"Don't turn on the light! I'll kill you if you turn on the light!"

I cheerfully ignored Renka's warning and flipped the bathroom switch.

A splash immediately echoed from the bathtub.

Wondering what she was doing, I glanced over and saw Renka glaring at me, her knees pulled tight against her chest.

Her face was flushed bright red.

However, she wasn't naked.

Wherever she'd found them, she was wearing a disposable bra and panties.

The exact same kind I'd used when giving Chinami a massage.

They must have been stocked in the room, but she sure had a knack for finding them.

She wasn't even stark naked, so why was she making such a fuss?

"Aaah...!! A-at least put some underwear on!!"

Renka sneaked a peek at me from the corner of her eye before squeezing her eyes shut.

Looking at my naked body head-on was clearly far too embarrassing for her.

I flashed a grin at Renka, who was cracking down on Public Morals even harder than usual today, quickly rinsed off while she was panicking, and stepped into the tub.

"Hyaah...! Y-you could have at least washed yourself first...!"

"I did wash."

"Just splashing water on yourself doesn't count...!"

Grumpy as she was, faint mesh marks still lingered on Renka's skin.

Squeezing into something a size too small had left her skin slightly chafed.

Fortunately, they were the kind of marks that would fade quickly with a good rub. Reassured, I closed the distance and slid right up next to the huddled Renka.

"D-don't come closer...!"

"What now?"

"Don't ask why, just...! Go away...!"

Renka pushed at my arm resting on the edge of the tub.

Seeing her strain and groan with all her might wasn't pitiful at all; it was just funny.

I deliberately flexed my arm hard. Staring at the bulging muscle, Renka's face flushed even redder.

Was she feeling aroused even in a situation like this?

If so, I couldn't bear to let her down.

Spreading my legs slightly beneath the steaming water, I grabbed Renka's wrist and pulled her toward me.

"Hyek!?"

She let out a startled, nearly fainting gasp, threatening to shatter the erotic mood.

I very slowly began massaging the thin shoulders of this girl who kept squeaking with strange noises like the innocent heroine of a romance manga.

"Are you okay?"

When I asked in a soft, gentle voice, I could feel Renka's shivering body begin to calm down.

"I don't know... you idiot."

"Why do you keep cursing at me? Did I do something wrong?"

"Are you seriously asking that? I said we'd shower together, but you still..."

"Still did what to the President?"

"...Shut up."

She was clearly too embarrassed to say the word 'pounced.'

I let out a soft chuckle and spoke.

"President, your mouth always gets so foul whenever you're at a disadvantage."

"Disadvantage, my foot...! I have nothing to be ashamed of. You're the one who's Trash."

Seeing Renka snort indignantly sparked my playful side, and I decided it was about time to begin.

Pretending to interlock my fingers with hers, I guided Renka's hand down beneath the bathwater.

Then I smoothly slipped it between my spread thighs.

"Hwaaak!?"

She freaked out the moment her fingers brushed against my not-yet-hardened member.

Thrashing her entire body and splashing the chest-high water, she scrunched up her face in a fierce scowl.

"W-what are you doing!"

She sure was raising her voice at the end of her sentences a lot today.

It just proved how embarrassed she was.

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean, what's wrong...! My hand...!"

Renka tried to pull her hand back, but her strength was nowhere near enough to shake me off.

She whined and struggled, trying desperately to avoid touching my cock, but eventually, overpowered by my grip, she accepted reality.

"You perverted jerk... You're seriously annoying."

"Am I? That annoying?"

"Yeah. Annoying enough to drive me crazy. You're filthy."

Come to think of it, wasn't this her first time touching a dick with her bare hands?

She was acting defensive, but I could practically see the curiosity and anticipation swirling in her eyes.

"I'm enjoying the insults. How does it feel?"

"How does what feel...!"

"Touching it."

"Ah, damn it...! Do you really have to ask..."

"Hup...!"

Renka cut her annoyed rant short and flinched.

A sudden jolt of stimulation hit my glans, causing me to instinctively jerk my hips back.

Did expressing with my entire body that her touch felt good make her secretly happy?

Renka's furious expression softened slightly, and the curiosity hidden in her heart began to leak out.

"D-does it feel good...?"

A cautious question from Renka.

I relaxed the tension I'd been holding in my lower body and answered.

"It feels good."

"You lecher..."

Her insults had mellowed out a bit.

Hearing her use a somewhat old-fashioned word like 'lecher' almost made me burst out laughing.

I pulled her arm even closer so her hand would wrap around my shaft.

Realizing what I wanted, she let out a few hollow coughs before—

Slip.

She very gingerly wrapped her hand around my gradually hardening cock.

"Uwaa..."

It was adorable to watch her unconsciously gasp at how much of my length stuck out even after her hand had fully closed around it.

I had no doubt about what Renka was thinking right now.

'Did this really go inside of me?' That was definitely it.

Flashing Renka a meaningful smile, I asked her a question.

"Are you just going to hold it?"

"W-what do you want me to do..."

"Figure it out. You already know how."

"What do you mean I know...! I've never done anything like this before..."

"I know you've seen it plenty of times in porn and manga."

"If you're g-going to say crazy things..."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry."

"..."

Did my willingness to obediently back down hit the mark?

Renka bowed her head slightly, pondering over something, before she began moving her hand up and down very, very slowly.

Every time the faint sound of splashing water from her moving arm tickled my ears, a massive surge of pleasure radiated from my groin.

Her clumsy hand movements lacked any real pressure... it was essentially just a pantomime of a grip, but that teasing, ticklish sensation felt absolutely amazing.

Pumping her hand while rapidly darting her eyes between my face and my lower half, Renka exhaled a long, warm breath from her nose.

Seeing the cock perfectly visible through the clear water and feeling my body flinch with every stroke seemed to be ramping up her arousal.

I had been silently enjoying her service, but upon seeing Renka's reaction, I pulled her hand away.

Then, I flashed her a boyish, mischievous grin in response to her bewildered expression and stood up from the bathtub.

"Hyaaaah!?"

Simultaneously, Renka let out a high-pitched shriek as if she'd seen a ghost and whipped her head away.

It seemed that seeing a towering cock right in front of her face was intensely embarrassing for her.

Did she even realize she was currently covering her face with the exact same hand that had just been jacking me off?

No, she was only doing it because she didn't realize.

"W-what are you doing, you lunatic! Why did you stand up! Why!"

Why did I always end up smiling whenever I talked to Renka?

It was probably because of this... watching her play dumb and pretend not to know why I did things, even when she absolutely knew, was just too cute.

"Because sitting down was making my butt hurt."

"Don't give me that bullshit...!! What do you mean it hurts!"

"Use your mouth."

"S-see...! You're finally showing your true colors...! You piece of Trash...!"

Her choice to say 'true colors' was hilarious.

It sounded exactly like a line from a comic book.

"You're going to do it, right?"

"Are you crazy...? It won't fit...!"

Her response had shifted from a flat-out refusal like before, to saying it simply wouldn't fit.

I could see a ray of hope.

Still, I hadn't actually asked her to swallow the whole thing, so it was absurd that her mind immediately jumped to that conclusion.

I always felt this way, but it was true—Renka really was a bigger pervert than I was.

I stared straight at Renka, who was gently parting the fingers covering her face to sneak glances at my cock, and spoke.

"With your tongue."

"...What?"

"You heard me."

"..."

Gulp.

The loud sound of Renka swallowing hard reached my ears.

Did she think that just lightly licking it with her tongue was acceptable?

Personally, I thought asking her to use her tongue sounded much lewder than just having her suck it...

At least it sounded that way to me, but apparently not to Renka.

"I-if I do this, what will you do for me...?"

Renka followed up with a trembling question.

With a helpless smile, I asked her a question in return.

"This is just people who like each other sharing affection. Does there really have to be a condition for that too?"

"What are you saying...! You're the one who started setting conditions first...! And this isn't sharing affection, this is extortion...!"

I didn't think it was extortion, but on second thought, that kind of roleplay didn't sound too bad either.

Moreover, I was just happy she hadn't denied the fact that we liked each other.

"What do you want? Is promising not to mention Ino-chan not enough for you?"

"W-why are you bringing that up! We just made a promise about that, and you're bringing her up now...? You really are the absolute worst kind of Trash...! You can't just break promises like it's nothing...!"

I had lost count of how many times I'd been called Trash today.

I didn't feel bad about it, though. Because it was the truth.

"Can't you just do it as a favor?"

"Of course not...! Stop talking nonsense...!"

"Please."

As I gently massaged the back of Renka's neck and spoke in a sweet, coaxing tone, she let out a quiet "Ngh...!" and wore a hesitant expression.

She sank into deep thought for a long while, and then—

"T-then shut your mouth..."

After saying that, she grabbed my thighs, keeping her head turned away, and pulled herself forward.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she stuck out her tongue and lightly... very lightly tapped the tip of my glans with it.

Twitch.

Renka's tongue, still radiating a soft, lingering warmth.

The moment I felt that sensation, an incredible wave of pleasure washed over me, and my legs grew incredibly stiff.

Renka, still gripping my thighs, must have felt it too. She groggily opened her shut eyes and looked up at me.

It was like looking at an intensely curious kitten. The visual satisfaction was truly phenomenal.

"Do it more."

"..."

She didn't ask if it felt good or how it was.

Why? Because she had just seen and felt my entire body react.

Certain that I was highly aroused, she let out a breathy sigh, her own body seemingly beginning to run hot in response.

"Haa..."

And that feverish breath enveloped my cock, which had already shed all its bathwater. The erotic pleasure that bloomed from it caused my hips to jerk upward.

Seeing my reaction made Renka flinch in tandem.

Her eyes were already completely alert and shining.

"..."

Did she find it absurd and amusing that I was feeling it more now than when we actually had sex?

Without any further complaints, Renka stared up at me with her deep indigo eyes and brought her head closer.

Then she poked her tongue out and, cautiously gauging my reaction, began to lick along the side of the shaft.

As if instinctively realizing what would arouse me the most, she worked her tongue while simultaneously exhaling short bursts of air from her nose, teasing and tickling my cock.

Her movements and tongue control were just as clumsy as when she'd used her hand, but right now, Renka looked more erotic than anyone else in the world.

At least, that was how it looked to me.

Barely two minutes had passed, yet I already felt the urge to ejaculate welling up. Clenching my teeth behind tightly sealed lips, I obediently accepted her service.