Chapter 371

The place I brought Hiyori to was a Sushi Restaurant.

It wasn't the conveyor-belt Sushi place we visited last time, but a restaurant downtown that stayed open late... located close to Hiyori's house.

It was an establishment that kept its doors open past midnight. Unlike typical late-night joints found near entertainment districts, this was a small neighborhood shop tucked away in a quiet alley with little foot traffic, giving it a rather nice atmosphere.

It had the perfect vibe for dropping by on a rainy day.

Honestly, part of me had wanted to go to the ramen shop I frequented with Miyuki, but that place felt like a sanctuary, so I changed my mind.

Instead, I decided to make this new restaurant a place filled with memories for Hiyori and me.

The restaurant required us to take off our shoes before entering.

After walking across tatami mats similar in color to the ones at my house, we sat down at the bar-style table. Hiyori and I looked over the menu together and picked out an assorted Sushi platter for a light meal.

“Wanna see my toes?”

Hiyori frivolously asked right after we finished ordering.

I furrowed my brows at her nonsense and shot back.

“Why would I want to see your toes?”

“They're super pretty. Just take a look.”

I already knew that.

Long, slender... beautifully shaped toes that could easily rival Chinami's.

Come to think of it, Chinami was generally soft and round all over, but her toes were uniquely long.

Would she have been even cuter if those were round, too?

No, I thought the way they were now was much better.

Hiyori shifted her body and slid her bare foot between my legs.

Her toenails, painted a bright crimson against the tips of her pale skin, were so pretty that I felt a sudden urge to suck on them.

“What are you doing?”

“Aren't they pretty?”

Watching her genuinely admire the shape of her own foot while wiggling her big toe around was baffling, but it was also incredibly funny.

“They're pretty. Now put it away.”

“Want to touch?”

“No, I feel like they'll smell.”

“They don't smell at all! Take a sniff.”

“If you put your foot near my nose, you're really going to get it.”

“Sorry. There aren't many customers inside, are there?”

Hiyori lowered her voice.

Hearing that, I looked around.

Sure enough... aside from us and an elderly couple sitting at a table, the Sushi Restaurant was empty.

It was a local neighborhood joint, and the hour was late on top of that.

“You've never been here before?”

“Nope.”

“A girl who loves Sushi that much? When it's this close to your house?”

“I don't love it that much, you know.”

“Is that so? Anyway, sit up straight.”

Hiyori was holding onto the table, swiveling her chair from side to side.

She was acting like a distracted child, but she seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.

Ignoring my words completely, she kept swaying her body and head side to side before her eyes suddenly lit up.

“Can we order an okonomiyaki too?”

“You'll gain weight.”

“I'll starve tomorrow.”

“Now that I think about it, you casually spout weird nonsense pretty often, don't you?”

“Why is that weird?”

“Quiet. You can't starve, and you'll get fat, so no more extra orders.”

“Annoying.”

“What was that, punk?”

Hiyori completely ignored my glare and coyly turned her head away.

Just then, the assorted Sushi arrived.

Seeing the brilliant color of the fish, the corners of her mouth curled up into a wide smile.

“Looks delicious... This is halibut and gizzard shad fin, do you like it?”

“I do.”

“Then you should eat all of this, sunbae.”

“Do you hate it?”

“I like it too, but I'm being considerate since you gave me a ride.”

To think she'd say that with her own mouth... It left me speechless.

Still, her intention to give me the tastiest pieces was sweet.

“Let's just eat it together.”

“Okay then. But how much weight will we gain if we eat all of this?”

“Since we're sharing it, it won't be much, so it'll be fine.”

“Then...”

“No.”

“How do you know what I was going to say?”

“You were going to ask if we could order okonomiyaki.”

“Oh.”

“What do you mean, ‘Oh’? Give it up and let's eat.”

“Okay.”

Did she realize that whining constantly over a single menu item was a bad look?

Hiyori obediently nodded, picked up a piece of Sushi with her chopsticks, dipped it lightly in soy sauce, and brought it to her lips.

Then, she put on a blissful expression, clearly thrilled with the taste.

It was nice to see her so consistently bright and cheerful.

Was she happy to be eating out with just me, even if it wasn't the dead of night, but still quite late?

Hoping that was the case, I picked up my chopsticks.

“Eat with your hands, sunbae.”

She just couldn't drop those weird remarks.

I pretended to wind up to flick Hiyori on the forehead, and when she quickly covered her brow in defense, I clicked my tongue.

After that, thanks to Hiyori, we ate our Sushi in a comfortable atmosphere where the silence was just beginning to break.

[I wanna go there again.]

Hiyori's text arrived around noon the next day.

Sitting comfortably in a Screening Room seat and munching on Popcorn, I sent a reply.

[We can just go again.]

[Wanna go today?]

[Not today.]

[Why?]

[Just because. Are you out right now?]

[Yeah.]

She seemed to always be out on the weekends.

Was she not tired? We had a pretty intense workout yesterday, so I thought she'd be aching... I wondered if she had already adapted.

I should make her use that surplus physical energy to spend some steamy time with me.

[If you want to lose weight, eat in moderation.]

[Got it. What are you doing right now, sunbae?]

[I'm here to watch a movie.]

[With Miyuki Hanazawa?]

[No.]

[Then who are you with?]

[With the President of our Kendo Club.]

[The Kendo Club President? The one I saw last time? At the cafe?]

[Yeah. The movie is starting soon, so let's talk later.]

“Who are you texting?”

Renka, who had just returned from the restroom, cast her gaze toward the Cell Phone in my hand.

I turned to her and replied.

“With a junior.”

“A junior? A girl, right? How typical of you. You piece of trash.”

“Why are you so quick to assume I'm messaging a girl?”

“Are you not, then?”

“I am.”

“See? You unrecyclable bastard.”

“Are you pouting because I'm messaging someone else?”

“P-pouting? Who's pouting? You narrow-minded... Hyak...?”

Renka's arms clamped tightly inward.

It was because I had thrust my hand straight between her legs.

Resting my arm against her thigh, my hand slid down the seat and touched her sensitive spot.

Feeling that sensation, Renka's face trembled.

“I think you're the narrow-minded one, President, not me.”

“Why would I be...?”

“Because you just assume whatever you want.”

“What are you... Heek... talking about... Move your hand...?”

“Alright.”

When I obediently pulled my hand away from her inner thigh, an utterly bewildered expression washed over her face.

But that only lasted a moment. I lifted the center armrest and pressed my body close against hers, and she glared at me with the bashful face of a young girl.

“Don't think about trying anything weird and just watch the movie...?”

“You look pretty today.”

“S-shut up.”

Today, I needed to treat Renka a bit more gently than usual until we reached the Hotel.

Since today was the day we were going to use the plug, alleviating her resistance was my top priority.

It was also crucial to gradually engage in foreplay while watching the movie, driving her into a state of intense arousal.

“What are you staring at...?”

Perhaps feeling burdened by my persistent gaze, she gently turned her head away.

Scanning her completely color-coordinated black outfit, I spoke.

“Don't you wear anything like a Choker? I think it would suit you.”

“I don't. It's not my style.”

“Is that so? That's a shame, but it's fine since we can put one on later.”

“...Later?”

“Yeah. Later.”

“W-what does that mean...? Are you saying you're going to put one on me at the Hotel?”

Just as Renka finished speaking, the lights in the Screening Room faded to black.

Pressing myself completely against her, I placed my hand on her thigh, stroked it gently, and replied.

“I'm going to try this and that.”

“T-this and that... Am I some kind of experimental toy to you...?”

“You'll like it too, President.”

“Like it, my foot...! I won't do it...! We're just watching the movie today and then going our separate ways...!”

“We'll eat, too.”

“Right...! Then we'll split up right after eating...”

“We need to digest after eating, so we'll take a walk in a nearby Park. And since our legs will hurt after walking, we'll rest somewhere quiet for a bit before leaving.”

“Don't beat around the bush...! You're planning to go to a love hotel...!”

It was funny how she talked like that even though she already knew exactly where I was going to take her.

Sliding my hand toward Renka's groin, I began massaging the area up and down. As she flinched, I turned to her and asked.

“Do you hate it?”

“...I-I don't hate it, but it's just because you're trying to use weird tools...”

“What kind of weird tools?”

“How could I say that with my own mouth...!”

“Your voice is too loud. Other people will hear you.”

At those words, Renka jolted in surprise and looked around before her face scrunched up into a deep frown.

It was because there were no other viewers sitting anywhere near our seats.

“D-don't you think it's incredibly pathetic how you always pick unpopular movies just to do things like this?”

“You're the one who asked to watch this, President.”

“I did...?”

“Yeah. Don't you remember? When I suggested an action movie, you said your eyes were tired today and asked to watch this instead, saying it seemed fine.”

“No... I meant... you purposefully sit in the corner seats just to do this...!”

“Is that not allowed? It's not like the seat blocks half the screen or anything.”

“We came to watch a movie... Ah...! If you... touch my body like this, how am I supposed to concentrate on the movie...!”

I could feel Renka's breath growing increasingly hot as she spoke.

It seemed she was starting to get aroused by my hand explicitly stroking her black jeans.

When I feigned slipping my hand inside her waistband, her body gave a massive jolt.

Even so, seeing her stay perfectly still while only resisting with words made me delighted, proving that my training up until now had worked out very well.

Why was she so incredibly arousing?

Watching her fierce glare gradually melt away, seeing her forcefully close her parting legs while biting her lower lip, and observing her clench her fists and tremble as she desperately tried to cool her excitement—there wasn't a single thing I didn't love.

Let's fulfill my own desires today, while also making sure Renka has a thoroughly satisfying time.

Finishing my thought, I wrapped my arm around the waist of the deeply sighing Renka and pulled her body even tighter against mine.