Chapter 447

"Thank you for the fruit."

As I placed the empty bowl on the sink, Midori offered a gentle smile.

"Would you like some more?"

"No, I'm full. And... I'm sorry about earlier."

A faint blush colored Midori's face when I brought up the incident—the one where she'd accidentally walked in on Miyuki and me getting deeply intimate.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. It was my fault. Besides, it's only natural to hug and do those sorts of things when you like each other."

Seeing her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend tangled up together in bed must have been embarrassing for her.

She also seemed to be recalling her own youthful romance with Wataru... which suddenly made me jealous.

I suddenly wanted to overwrite her memories of Wataru with my cock.

'You're quite open-minded.'

Swallowing those words, I scratched my head awkwardly.

"Yes..."

"There's no need to feel so awkward. Where's Miyuki, by the way?"

"She's resting."

"Embarrassed, I take it?"

She wasn't hiding in her room out of embarrassment; she was resting because I'd completely worn her out. There was no need to correct her, though.

"Well... I suppose so."

"Are you heading out now, Matsuda-kun?"

"Yes."

"Why not stay the night?"

"I'd like to, but it looks like the rain is going to keep up. I need to go turn on the dehumidifier at my place."

"Is that so? All right."

"Where is your husband? I should say goodbye."

"No need for that. He's taking a nap in his room, so you can just head out."

"Understood. I'll see you next time, then."

"Get home safely. Do you have an umbrella?"

"No."

"Then take one with you."

"My car is parked right out front, so I'll be fine."

"You shouldn't get rained on right after taking a shower. Getting out of the car will be an issue, too. There's an umbrella right next to the shoe rack. Take that one."

Ah... Midori was just so warm and caring.

She felt like a fully matured version of Miyuki. A sudden urge welled up inside me to bury myself in those full breasts and grope her ass.

"Thank you."

I kept my thoughts hidden and gave her a polite bow. Midori replied with a warm smile.

I told her I was leaving, grabbed the umbrella, and stepped outside.

Once I drove back home, I gave Hiyori a call.

"Yeah. What."

Her cheeky voice came through the line after only two or three rings.

My brow twitched. I replied in a voice tinged with disbelief.

"What did you say?"

"What do you mean, 'what'?"

"Did you mistake me for someone else?"

"No."

"Did you eat something funny?"

"I ate just fine."

"Then why are you dropping the honorifics?"

"Am I not allowed to?"

"You're getting cocky just because I'm not right there in front of you."

"Yeah."

"I didn't spank your ass hard enough last time."

"So what."

"You're dead meat."

"I'm just joking."

"You think you can play around like that and get off scot-free just by walking it back?"

"Why did you call?"

She was terrible at changing the subject.

I could always discipline her the next time we met in person, so I decided to let it slide for now.

"Just wondering what you were doing. Are you outside by any chance?"

"No. It's raining, so I'm just staying home."

"You would've gone out if it wasn't?"

"Yep."

"Aren't you a little too outgoing?"

"I can't help the way I am. What are you doing, sunbae-nim?"

"I'm at home too."

"You're in the exact same boat, so why are you picking on me?"

"Shut up. Want to get a workout in?"

"You want me to go running in the rain?"

"We can do it indoors."

"No thanks."

"That flat rejection hurts."

"Whatever."

I heard her snort through the receiver.

She was getting awfully cocky just because I wasn't there in person. It was ridiculous; she knew exactly what I would do to her the next time we met, yet she was still acting up.

I was starting to wonder if Hiyori had masochistic tendencies like Renka.

"You're really not going to?"

"Yeah. I want to, but my mom told me to stay home today."

"Why?"

"Because I've been going out too much."

"Are you on the verge of getting grounded?"

"Not quite. She just told me to stay in since it's raining. She wants me to eat with the family and watch my younger brother..."

There wasn't much I could do about that.

I cleanly gave up on seeing Hiyori today and replied.

"Is that so? Then go play some games and keep your brother company."

"I don't want to."

"Just listen to her."

"Bleh."

"What are you up to tomorrow, then?"

"What does it matter? It wouldn't make a difference even if I told you I was free."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're just going to hang out with Miyuki Hanazawa anyway, sunbae-nim."

Was she doing this on purpose? Was she begging me to punish her?

It was ridiculous how much bad karma she was racking up for herself.

"I asked because I want to hang out with you."

"I'm not going to see a playboy."

"It'd be nice if we all just got along."

"Wow... I'm pretty sure I've heard that one before... Still just as ridiculous."

"Just adapt to it already. Send me a picture."

"What picture?"

"The ones you send me sometimes."

I meant those suggestive photos she sometimes took—the ones that subtly showed off her cleavage.

Catching on, Hiyori asked in a tone of disbelief.

"What are you going to do with it?"

"What do you mean? I'm just going to appreciate it."

"Just appreciate it? Is that it?"

"I might do a few other things with it."

"Like what?"

"Who knows."

"I'm not sending it. You're being creepy."

"Just send it."

"I'm not sending it...! I'm hanging up. I'm busy."

Judging by her tone, she was definitely going to send it.

I would just have to meet today's quota for her affection through photos.

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

"I said I'm not sending it."

"Got it."

I hung up and waited a while, but Hiyori didn't send anything.

Just as I was starting to wonder if she actually wasn't going to send one, I got a message from her.

It was a carelessly taken full-body photo. She had bundled herself up in a trench coat, which was completely inappropriate for midsummer.

The angle was so sloppy that it looked like she had forced her younger brother to take it for her.

It wasn't exactly satisfying, but it was enough to fill my affection quota for the day.

And looking at it longer, it kind of grew on me.

With that thought, I washed my hands and feet, then sprawled out on my mattress.

My body felt drained. I needed to sleep for a bit.

A sudden thought crossed my mind. Instead of the Hiyori who threw normal tantrums like she did today, I wanted to see the Hiyori who couldn't forget the ecstasy of her first time, whining and begging me to do it again.

When the fateful day finally came, I would have to be incredibly attentive so that she wouldn't be afraid.

The sun had completely set by the time I opened my eyes again.

Pitter-patter.

The sound of the rain seeped in from outside the tightly shut windows, cutting right through the low hum of the dehumidifier to reach my ears.

The rain seemed to be coming down even harder than it had been when I was at Miyuki's place.

I reached over to check the time; it was almost nine o'clock.

Had I tired myself out that much screwing Miyuki this afternoon? I'd slept for quite a while.

It was always a pain to fix a ruined sleep schedule, which was a little concerning.

"Haa..."

I let out a drowsy sigh and noticed the chat app icon sitting in my notifications.

I pulled down the menu to check and saw that Renka had sent me a barrage of messages two hours ago.

[Hey.]

[You're doing this again. It's not funny, so reply.]

[Are you messing with me? Do you have a death wish?]

[Are you actually crazy?]

[You piece of Trash.]

Seeing the messages fired off at ten-minute intervals made me burst out laughing despite how sleepy I was.

Did she think I was deliberately ignoring her again?

That fear was completely burned into her brain. Being left on read must have really left a lasting impact on her.

It was the exact same pattern every time, but because it was Renka, it never got old. It was just hilarious.

I let out a soft snort of laughter, slowly moving my drained fingers to type out a reply.

[I was sleeping.]

A reply from her came through almost instantly.

[You expect me to believe that?]

Just reading the text was enough to paint a clear picture of Renka's face in my mind.

She was definitely sitting there with a massive, sullen pout.

[It's the truth.]

[Stop lying. Would it kill you to just be honest?]

[I am being honestt]

[You're making typos on purpose just to act like you just woke up.]

She wasn't buying it at all.

First Hiyori earlier, and now Renka... Was catching an attitude a new trend or something?

Though to be fair, Renka was always like this.

I chugged some lukewarm water from a nearby bottle and just decided to call her instead.

"Hello."

At least she greeted me properly, unlike Hiyori.

My training was clearly paying off.

"President."

Renka heard the lingering sleepiness in my voice. She fell silent for a moment before speaking.

"You're faking that voice."

"Are you really going to be like this?"

"What...! Am I wrong?"

"Yes."

"Funny."

"Don't believe me if you don't want to. Anyway, why did you reach out?"

"When did I reach out to you?"

"You were spamming me with messages earlier like someone who desperately needed to find a bathroom."

"Oh... that? No reason."

"No reason?"

"What. Am I not allowed to message you for no reason?"

"Of course you are. It makes me happy that you were thinking of me."

"I didn't do it just to fish for compliments."

"Understood. I'll hang up now, then."

"..."

"Why the silence? Do you want to stay on the line with me?"

"No."

"Then I'm hanging up."

"..."

Ah... it was just so adorable how Renka could never be honest about her own feelings.

She had become even cuter after I ignored her; it was driving me crazy.

"You're doing it again. Shall we keep talking?"

"Do whatever you want."

"I'm not asking what I want, I'm asking what the President wants. By the way, what were you up to?"

"Just lying down."

"Then, since we have the time, want to do that again like last time?"

"That?"

"What we did on our last video call."

Renka realized exactly what I was talking about—the phone sex we had during the school trip.

How did I know? Because I heard a sharp intake of breath over the line.

Imagining how completely tense she must be right now, I let out a low chuckle.

"I'm just joking."

"...You lunatic."

"How about we start cutting back on the swearing?"

"Shut up."

"Alright. I'm glad you haven't changed."

"...Hey."

Renka hesitated for a moment before calling out to me.

There was a heavy sense of resolve in her tone. Was she actually going to ask for a video call?

Or maybe she was just going to say regular phone sex was fine?

But as I prepared my answer, her next words were so shocking that they wiped every last trace of sleep from my mind.

"You... never mind. You can talk to Chinami about it yourself. I'm not going to care about it anymore."

She skipped over all the context, but I knew exactly what she meant.

She was indirectly agreeing to the threesome she had consistently refused from the very beginning.

"Are you serious?"

"Drop it. I'm hanging up now."

"Wait, you're making this decision so suddenly—"

"Forget it if you don't want to."

Click.

The line went dead.

It seemed she was incredibly embarrassed by what she'd just said.

What had suddenly gotten into her that she brought it up herself?

Did my ignoring her make her think my interest was cooling, so she prepared a trump card?

Or had her affection for me just suddenly flared up?

Whatever the reason, if Renka had made up her mind, that was great news for me.

I had fully intended to push for the threesome regardless of her choice, but doing it voluntarily would obviously make it far more satisfying for everyone.

Miyuki seemed to be preparing a positive response for me, and now Renka had come around too...

It seemed the sentimental weather had suddenly caused my relationships with the heroines—which had felt pretty stagnant lately—to progress by leaps and bounds.

I'd thought this earlier too, but rainy days really did bring good luck.

Well, that and all my hard work.