Chapter 344

Chinami stood at attention like a prisoner undergoing inspection.

Having a man in her room seemed to make her tremble quite a bit.

The complete reversal of host and guest felt incredibly unfamiliar.

"Master."

"Eek!?"

I had only called out to her; there was no need to be so terrified.

I was worried that Momoka might hear her scream from outside and come running.

"D-Did you call me...?"

"Yes. It makes me uncomfortable when you stand like that, so could we sit here together?"

"Ah, let's do that...!"

Nodding as if she had made a grave decision, Chinami approached with stiff steps and perched on the edge of the bed.

Looking at her act like a suspect under interrogation, I spoke.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"Ahem...! That's..."

Just as Chinami hesitated, struggling for an answer, a knock came at the door.

Chinami jumped up to open it, and Momoka held out an incredibly wide, tray-like bowl.

"Eat this for now."

"Yes."

After handing the bowl to Chinami and waving at me where I sat quietly on the bed, Momoka carefully closed the door.

Strangely, I liked Momoka a lot.

I knew I shouldn't feel this way, but my desire to conquer her was even stronger than it was with Midori, making it difficult to control my urges.

I didn't know why. I couldn't think of a reason.

Perhaps it was because her way of speaking and acting was so refreshing, making me feel as though she overlapped with Chinami.

Not just their speech, but their appearance made them feel less like mother and daughter and more like sisters—or even fraternal twins born on the same day.

It wouldn't be right not to seduce someone like that, would it?

No. I had to hold back.

I shouldn't let myself be corrupted. I needed at least that much mental fortitude.

Blowing away those wicked thoughts, I looked at the bowl Chinami had brought over.

Peaches were piled high like a mountain. I had been glad they were absent during our date, but... it seemed that spending time with Chinami meant I had to eat them no matter what.

"Then... shall we eat together?"

Chinami asked as she made space between us and placed the bowl down.

I replied with a pleasant smile.

"Yes, let's."

"You eat first..."

"Master should eat first."

"It's only right for you to eat first, junior..."

"It doesn't seem like we'll reach an agreement easily. Shall we eat at the same time?"

"Ah, that's a good idea...! Let's do that, then."

Clapping her hands in delight, Chinami picked up a fork, stabbed the center of a peach slice, and held it out to me.

Just as I took it and we harmoniously brought our forks to our mouths, Vrrrm—!

The cute Cell Phone resting on Chinami's desk vibrated.

"Hyah!?"

Startled right as she was about to eat her peach, Chinami quickly snatched up the Cell Phone.

"It's a call from Renka...?"

What a coincidence in timing.

No, maybe it wasn't that coincidental?

When I told Chinami she could answer it, she excused herself and pressed the call button.

"Ah, hello, close friend... Yes. I'm at home. No? I'm not bored since I'm with my junior... Hoek!?"

She stopped speaking mid-sentence and held the Cell Phone far away from her ear.

I could clearly picture why she was doing that without even looking.

The moment she mentioned she was with me, Renka must have freaked out and screamed.

"Ahem...!"

It was funny how she let out a dry cough, perhaps feeling awkward, before focusing on the call again.

After lowering her voice and whispering back and forth with Renka, she suddenly called out to me.

"Umm... junior."

"Yes?"

"My close friend is asking me to put you on the phone...?"

"Is she? Understood."

Taking the Cell Phone Chinami handed me, I spoke.

"Yes, President."

"Hey! Why are you over there?"

"Am I not allowed to be?"

"Of course you aren't...! How dare you go to Chinami's house...! Get out right now! Get the hell out of there...!"

With Renka reacting like that, it felt like I was NTR-ing Chinami away from her.

But why was it secretly turning me on? My sex drive had been flaring up at all hours lately; I really might need to go to a hospital.

"I don't want to."

"Get out! And then just drop dead!"

She was spouting lines like a tsundere character from a shoujo manga.

Realizing there was no point in talking any further with the furious Renka, I ignored her words and pulled the Cell Phone slightly away from my ear.

"I'm done. Should I hang up?"

"Ah, did my close friend say she would hang up?"

"Not exactly."

"Then you shouldn't hang up. Hand it here. Hello, I've got the phone back. Yes? What do you mean, threatened...? No...? I invited him over... Ah... It's absolutely not like that."

Chinami's flustered voice rang out as she took the Cell Phone back.

It seemed Renka was busy talking trash about me behind my back.

"Y-Yes...? That... That's impossible...!"

After speaking with Renka for a short while longer, Chinami said her goodbyes politely and pressed the end call button.

Then, stealing glances at me, she began to eat her peach.

"What did the President say?"

When I scooted closer and asked, Chinami flinched and averted her eyes.

"I-I don't think I can tell you..."

"Why? I want to know."

"Umm... that's..."

Chinami hesitated.

She had definitely heard something bad from Renka.

I urged her on as she fidgeted, unsure of what to do.

"Tell me."

At that, Chinami let out a cute little sigh—"Phew..."—and relayed what she had heard from Renka in a voice quieter than an ant's.

"If you... act suspiciously..."

"If I do?"

"She told me to kick you in the crotch..."

I knew she would say something like that.

It wasn't that severe, but she had insulted her master, so I couldn't just let her be, right?

I would have to punish her by cumming inside her again.

Unable to even tell whether the food was going into her mouth or her nose, Chinami ate dinner in a complete daze.

She seemed to feel immense shame just from the fact that she had invited a man over.

Because of that, the conversation during the meal was mostly just between Momoka and me.

"Matsuda-kun, do you like stir-fried burdock?"

"I eat it often."

"How about pollack roe egg rolls?"

"I like them."

"And this? Is it to your taste?"

Momoka pointed at something that contained both peaches and tofu.

A brown liquid was drizzled over the white surface of the tofu and the yellowish flesh of the peaches. Having tasted it, with its sweet and salty flavors washing over my mouth, it was probably... a salad of some kind.

"It's very delicious."

In truth, it was a very unfamiliar taste, so I didn't want to eat it a second time.

"That's a relief. By the way, do you like curry?"

"I do."

"Then shall I make peach curry next time?"

What kind of curry?

The words nearly leaped out of my throat before I swallowed them back down.

Peach curry existed? I had seen plenty of curries with fruit in them, but it was my first time hearing about one made with peaches.

"Yes... I'll look forward to it."

"Hehe... All right. Chinami, have you lost your appetite?"

Momoka asked Chinami, who was just picking at her food with her chopsticks.

Flinching, Chinami scooped up a large spoonful of rice and brought it to her mouth.

"No...! I'm enjoying it very, very much."

Amidst an atmosphere where it felt as if Chinami were the guest, we somehow finished our meal.

Afterward, I stayed in Chinami's room chatting with her until quite late before finally leaving the house.

"Get back safely, and please come again next time."

As Momoka bowed to see me off, the round neckline of her cotton T-shirt drooped down from gravity...

Inside, I could see a pink bra, along with breasts similar in size to Chinami's... breasts that looked like they would bring me happiness if I touched them.

Thinking she was even more defenseless than Chinami, I bowed my head in return and headed toward the public parking lot of the Park with Chinami.

"Well then... have a safe trip..."

Chinami bid me farewell while holding my hand tightly in front of my car.

She said that, but the way her body expressed how much she didn't want to part was incredibly cute.

"Get in. I'll drive you to the entrance of your apartment building."

"Huh? But it's right in front of us?"

"It's late, so it's dangerous."

"It is...? Aha...! I suppose so...!"

Realizing my hidden meaning—that I wanted to spend more time with her—Chinami's face brightened into a wide smile.

I let out a soft chuckle. After spending some shamelessly intimate time inside the car with Chinami, I dropped her off and returned home.

The weather was so beautiful, with a cool breeze blowing, that it felt like a waste to just go inside.

With that thought in mind, I called Renka.

"Hey! #&@&($%$@&!"

She picked up the phone before the ringtone could even sound twice and instantly blew up in a fiery rage.

The audio was clipping so badly that I couldn't even understand what she was saying.

Though it was obviously a string of curses anyway.

To think she had a voice loud enough to blow past the technological limits of modern Cell Phones... It seemed that my visiting Chinami's house had shocked her, while also making her intensely anxious.

Holding the Cell Phone a little away from my ear, I finally spoke once her screeching died down.

"Did you just yell at me?"

".... No."

"What do you mean, 'no'? Are you kidding me? Is going to Master's house really something I should be persecuted this much for? Where are you right now?"

"W-Why are you asking that? Don't even dream about coming to find me...!"

"Then apologize."

"Apologize for what...!"

"For swearing at me and yelling at me."

"A-Are you some pubescent middle schooler?"

"Then are you a four-year-old child, President? Getting all jealous just because I went to Master's house?"

"What... Who said I was jealous!! That's not jealousy, it's..."

"Whatever, just hurry up and apologize. If you do, I'll let this incident slide."

"T-Tell me if anything happened first..."

"Master's mother was there too, so nothing major happened."

"Then that implies something major would have happened if her mother hadn't been there...!"

"If we argue like that, there'll be no end to it. Now it's your turn to apologize, President, right?"

"....."

Pride versus fear of the future.

I could almost see those two emotions waging a fierce battle within Renka's heart.

"I'm sorry..."

In the end, fear won out, and she laid her wounded pride bare through her voice.

Stifling my laughter, I spoke.

"Again. Politely."

"You never said I had to apologize politely...!"

"I was deeply hurt earlier when you lost your temper over a ridiculous reason, President. I need a more polite apology."

"Bullshit..."

"Don't make me angry. Hurry up."

When I cut off her impending flood of curses and urged her on, Renka let out a bizarre noise, expressing her frustration.

And a short while later, ".... ong..."

A tiny voice, so quiet it could barely be heard, came through the Cell Phone.

"What was that?"

"I was wrong..."

I hadn't even expected her to use formal language, but as expected, our Renka knew very well how to turn a person on.

"Be careful from now on."

"....."

"Are you not going to answer?"

"U-Understood..."

Mhm. Seeing her act so submissively suddenly made me want to see her.

Should I go see her? Yeah, I think I will.