Chapter 341

The defining feature of a position where we held each other this tightly was being able to read each other's state just by listening.

No matter how quiet we tried to be, sex was a vigorous act. Heavy breathing was inevitable.

By the sheer force of the air escaping her nose and mouth, along with the pitch of her voice, I could tell exactly how much pain or pleasure Renka was feeling.

The same went for Renka.

Perhaps she heard my breathing turn ragged as my climax approached, because she suddenly stopped grinding her hips.

"W-wait..."

"...What is it?"

"Matsuda... just wait a second... Can't we do this later... at a Hotel? It might get on my clothes..."

She was clearly worried, operating under the assumption that I was going to pull out.

She must be terrified of getting it on her uniform.

Fortunately, what I was already planning to do was the perfect solution. I stared deeply into Renka's eyes as she pleaded with me to stop.

Then I spoke.

"I'll just cum inside."

"W-what...? What did you just say...? Don't joke around...!"

"I'm about to cum."

"Huh...? No...! No!! Hey!!!"

I ignored Renka's frantic shouts and wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.

Did that finally make her realize I was entirely serious?

Renka quickly tried to push herself up and pull my cock out of her.

But my arms were already locked around her waist, pinning her firmly in place.

Besides, my seed had already reached the tip. The moment I finished speaking, it began to erupt.

A surge of pure pleasure exploded outward all at once with a thick, pulsing sensation.

As my mind seemed to burn with an overwhelming rush of euphoria, I groaned, "Ah...! Ah...!"

I watched Renka twitch and shudder as she felt my semen pouring into her, and I emptied every last drop I had saved up deep inside.

Tensing my outstretched legs caused a cramp in my calf, but that pain was nothing compared to the pure joy of pumping my seed deep inside Renka.

The pleasure of it simply overpowered everything else.

I collapsed backward onto the floor, still holding Renka in my arms.

Her upper body was pulled down right along with me.

Resting like that, I let myself cum completely freely. Only when the forceful pulsing of my climax finally began to weaken did I reach up to stroke the back of Renka's head.

Suddenly, she let out a sharp gasp and pushed herself upright, breaking out of my relaxed embrace.

She looked down at her skirt, and then—

Smack!

She slapped my shoulder hard, her palm striking right over my sweat-drenched shirt, and raised her voice.

"Hey!! Are you out of your fucking mind!? Are you crazy!?"

She was genuinely panicking. She was furious about what I had just done, but she also seemed completely disoriented.

I pulled her arm down, dragging her back against me, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay? Does this look okay to you?"

"Why are you so mad? I told you I was going to cum inside."

"Why the hell would you just declare that and do it?! You absolute fucking psycho! Let me go!"

Renka tried to wrench her arm away, but my grip on her wrist was far too strong.

As she continued spitting curses to try and scare me, I simply shook my head. I lifted my face and pressed my lips firmly against hers.

"Mmph...!?"

Renka immediately froze.

She lay perfectly still, as if she hadn't been violently thrashing just seconds before. Chuckling at her sudden obedience, I tapped her pelvis, which was still firmly swallowing my cock.

"Should I pull out?"

"T-that's not the issue here! What are we going to do about this?! At this rate... At this rate..."

She kept repeating herself, unable to finish the sentence.

It seemed she was simply too embarrassed to ask what we would do if she got pregnant from this.

Was she already picturing a future with me? My mood soared.

"At this rate, what?"

"...Ugh, whatever! Hah... you're driving me crazy..."

Despite the unconsented creampie, her reaction was much milder than I'd expected.

I half-expected her to slap me across the face. Instead, she had just smacked my shoulder and let out a few complaints.

I figured it was safe to assume I had secured a pretty large place in her heart.

Still, I owed her an apology.

I would bring it up gently once her panic settled down.

Making up my mind, I slid my hands beneath Renka's damp uniform and began to softly knead her waist.

"What are you doing, you lunatic!?"

"I just wanted to touch you."

"You're a complete freak, I swear..."

"I'm sorry."

"..."

Perhaps she felt the sincerity in my gentle apology, because she stayed silent for a moment before finally speaking up.

"Who is supposed to like it when you act so recklessly...?"

"You're right. It was my fault entirely."

"Aren't you even going to say you won't do it again?"

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm going to do it again next time. How could I promise that?"

"Wh-what kind of bullshit is that!? If you think I'll just sit still— Hyah!?"

Her stiff expression abruptly shattered, twisting as if she'd just seen a ghost.

I had pushed myself up, bringing my face directly in front of hers.

She swallowed hard, startled by my sudden movement. As I slowly brought my lips closer to hers, she squeezed her eyes shut.

Taking that as silent permission, I gave her a gentle kiss.

I made a soft smacking sound as our lips parted, and perhaps she liked the sound, because she shuddered in my arms.

After I showered her with a few more affectionate kisses, she finally opened her eyes, and her words made me grin.

"I-it feels gross and sticky, so just get off me..."

"All right. Want me to go buy you some underwear?"

"I have a spare set in the Changing Room! And stop saying stuff like that!"

"Why not? I only asked because I was worried."

"Shut up..."

"You're going to wash up right now, right?"

"Didn't I tell you to shut up!?"

"All right."

Smiling at her half-hearted, endearing curses, I carefully lifted her up.

"Ah...! Ah...!"

I finally pulled completely out of her. As she let out another breathy whine, I pulled her underwear back into place to catch the semen threatening to spill out.

"Ah, what the hell are you doing..."

Was she about to seriously curse me out just now?

I had only done it out of consideration, but she clearly felt my actions were just another tease.

Realizing I should probably tread lightly while she was feeling so sensitive, I helped her to her feet as she stood awkwardly, hyper-aware of the unfamiliar mess between her legs.

Then I gently cracked the Lounge door open to peek outside and make sure the coast was clear.

"You can go now."

"...If you try to follow me into the showers, you're dead."

"I wasn't planning on it."

"T-then good... And make sure you finish showering and leave before I get out."

"Why? We could just leave together."

"If I tell you to leave, just fucking leave!"

"All right. I will, so don't be mad."

"I'm not mad! Ah, dammit...!"

Renka let out a frustrated groan, clearly unnerved by the heavy, sloshing sensation pooling between her legs.

She shot me one last glare before waddling awkwardly toward the showers. Biting my tongue to hold back a laugh at her stiff gait, I started folding up the mat.

Now that I thought about it, this place was absolutely perfect.

The men's and women's showers were separated, there were plenty of bathing supplies, and it even had a private Lounge area...

If I just kept a spare uniform stashed in here, it would be the ultimate setup. I definitely needed to schedule more secret rendezvous in this room.

*

"No, that's wrong. If you plant your heel on the floor... Eek!?"

Renka had been in the middle of instructing one of the club members when she suddenly whipped her head around.

It happened the exact moment she saw me step into the Club Room.

For her to react like that in front of everyone... she must have still been utterly humiliated by what had happened during lunch.

I held back a snicker at her adorable reaction. Offering a casual nod to the other members, I strolled right past her and into the Changing Room.

I swapped my clothes for my Training Uniform and walked back out, immediately running into Chinami.

"Underclassman. Hey, underclassman."

"Yes, Master. What should we tackle first today?"

"Before that, aren't you a little hungry?"

"Hungry? Not really. I'm fine for now."

"Hm-hm. Are you quite sure about that?"

She definitely brought something to eat. I was absolutely certain it was peaches, but I decided to play along.

"Ah, now that you mention it, I could go for a snack."

"Is that so? Perfect timing, then. Follow me."

Wearing an incredibly obvious, expectant grin, Chinami led me straight to the Drying Room.

I followed her obediently. When she dropped into a crouch in the back corner of the room, I knelt down on the floor across from her.

"My mother packed us some peaches. Let's eat them together."

"Sounds great. Mo— um..."

I caught myself just before I blurted out Momoka's name.

Chinami's mother was just so unbearably cute. Even her name practically screamed 'peach,' so I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of familiarity with her.

I had nearly just committed a massive social blunder.

"By the way, what did your mother say after I left the other day?"

"Ah, that's a secret."

"Why?"

"Because it was a private conversation between mother and daughter."

Whatever it was, Chinami was absolutely beaming, so it was safe to assume it had been a very positive conversation.

Feeling relieved, I spoke to her as she rummaged through a plastic bag to pull out a sealed food container.

"Do you want to go on a date this weekend?"

"M-meep!?"

Startled by the blunt proposal, Chinami bobbled the container.

It plummeted toward the floor, but my hand shot out and snatched it out of the air. Seeing her cheeks burn bright red, I flashed her a grin.

"Well?"

"Mnn...?"

The way she let out those strange, soft little noises was so unbearably cute that I suddenly wanted to bite her cheek.

First Renka earlier, and now Chinami... was today some kind of special day?

I couldn't help but feel incredibly happy.

"So, what do you say?"

"I-I-I'd love to...!"

Was there really a need for her to stutter that much over a date?

But then I thought about it. Other than the times we hooked up, Chinami and I rarely ever hung out alone.

Especially recently. We had hardly spent any real time together at all.

I felt a sharp pang of guilt. At this rate, it looked like I was completely neglecting her.

Hadn't I just had this exact same thought a while back?

I needed to stop just thinking about it and actually start spending more time with her.

Filled with a deep sense of remorse, I set the peach container on the floor. I reached out, squished both of Chinami's cheeks together, and gave her a warm smile.

"I'd love to, as well. So it's a date?"

"Yesh...!"

Her lips were puckered out like a goldfish as she nodded enthusiastically, and seeing that only made me feel guiltier.

I let go of her cheeks and picked the container back up.

"Shall we dig in?"

"Ah, I brought forks..."

"Wouldn't it be better to just use our hands?"

"But you'll get peach juice all over your fingers. This batch is a really soft variety, so they're incredibly juicy."

Why did the word 'juicy' suddenly turn me on?

Probably because it made me want to taste Chinami's juices instead.

"Then we can just suck the juices off each other's fingers."

"N-nyyaah...?"

The verbal attack completely short-circuited her brain, leaving her in a flustered daze.

Swallowing down a laugh, I popped the lid off the container and pinched a plump slice of peach between my fingers.

I held it out toward Chinami.

"Master gets the first bite. Say ah."

"T-that's not the issue here..." she stammered, even as I assured her I had washed my hands.

"Say ah."

Her huge pink eyes darted around frantically, utterly defenseless against my stubborn insistence that she open her mouth. She was just so incredibly pretty.

I was going to dedicate this entire weekend exclusively to Chinami.