Chapter 459

"What are you doing...! Go away!! Go!! I said go!!"

Hiyori flailed one hand in the air, her entire body shuddering.

I turned my head away and scratched my cheek, speaking a bit awkwardly.

"No... I was just coming in to wash up..."

"There's a bathroom in the other room...! Why did you come in here!?"

"I got worried and came to check. You weren't coming out for ages."

"Does that even make sense!!? Get out!"

To brush off my genuine concern and treat me so harshly...

What was I supposed to do with this disappointed feeling?

"I'm going, but why did you leave the door open?"

"Get out!!"

Even the way she screeched was cute.

"I'm going. Sorry."

Apologizing quickly, I spun around and left the room.

The girl who usually pretended to be so open-minded—even resting Popcorn in her cleavage—was suddenly bursting with embarrassment today, acting like such a little maiden.

My first time with Hiyori was already sparking with tension before it even began, and I liked that.

I washed up in the other bathroom, but when I came out, the living room was empty.

Was she still in the master bedroom? I carefully pressed my ear against the door and heard the sound of running water.

Hiyori was taking a shower, too.

But wasn't it normal to shower first before trying on underwear?

She might have just wanted to see how it looked for a second, so... I decided to overlook such a minor detail.

I sat on the sofa watching TV until the master bedroom door opened and Hiyori stepped out.

With a towel wrapped around her wet hair, she spotted me, paused for a moment, and then strode over to sit beside me.

"Give me a comic book."

"What kind do you want?"

"Just hand anything over."

"Ask nicely."

"Give me anything, please."

"Here."

I handed her the first volume of an interesting-looking romance comic and casually let my gaze drop toward her chest. She reacted instantly.

"Wh-what are you doing...!!"

It was hilarious how she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me.

"What?"

"You were looking at my chest...!"

"I didn't. How could I even see anything when you're all covered up?"

"That's not the point..."

"Then what is?"

"...Forget it."

Hiyori snatched the comic book and opened it to the first page.

She barely seemed to be reading it...

Her mind was definitely still on what happened earlier, so the words probably weren't registering at all.

If I had caught her changing into that underwear while the mood was right, I could have pushed her straight down onto the bed, but since I'd stumbled in by accident, things were just a bit awkward.

Hiyori seemed to feel the same way... I decided to bide my time and pounce the moment an opening appeared.

"Is it good?"

When I broke the silence after a few minutes, Hiyori's shoulders jolted before she answered.

"Yes."

For someone who found it so interesting, she had already flipped through more than half the book.

Which meant she was either skimming it or just pretending to read entirely.

If you're going to lie, you need to pay attention to these little details. You still have a long way to go.

Slip.

I stealthily closed the distance between us. Her body naturally leaned away in the opposite direction, and I had to bite back a laugh.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"When did I ever avoid you, sunbae-nim...? And what's with your voice? Talk normally."

"What's wrong with my voice?"

"It's cheesy."

"Are you sure you aren't imagining things?"

"Maybe? But your eyes..."

"What about my eyes?"

"Stop looking at my chest...! It's annoying...!"

"I didn't."

"Don't lie...! You're staring right at my chest, what do you mean you didn't...!"

"I really wasn't, so what do you want me to say? Besides, you usually act like an exhibitionist, so why are you acting so prudish all of a sudden?"

"What are you talking about! When have I ever acted like an exhibitionist!"

Huffing and puffing, Hiyori looked exactly like a weak but foul-tempered Pomeranian barking at a person.

"You're always trying to flash your stomach in front of people and wearing revealing clothes. Are you saying you don't?"

"I don't, you idiot!"

"What did you just call me?"

"What!"

Mhmm. She was setting up the perfect excuse for a spanking.

It would be rude of me not to return the favor.

With that thought, I snatched the back of her neck and forced her upper body down.

"Ah...!?"

Hiyori let out a short gasp as her upper body fell helplessly across my lap...

I slipped my arm under her armpit to pin her in place, then moved my other hand toward her bottom.

Smack-!

Her bottom bounced visibly with a crisp smack.

Her tight shorts perfectly accentuated her bottom, stirring up an erotic mood, but if I got turned on right now, she would definitely notice.

"Why did you hit me! Let me go!"

To calm her shrill struggling, I swung my hand down once more, a little harder than before.

Slap-!

"Agh!"

She thrashed wildly, crossing and kicking her legs.

It seemed to sting a bit.

The crisp sound of the impact was starting to get addictive.

This kind of spanking was something I normally reserved for Renka...

"Are you going to keep acting up?"

"What did I do wrong!"

"You think you did nothing wrong?"

"I didn't!"

"Even calling me an idiot?"

"I was just telling the truth...!"

Slap-!

"Aaaagh! I was wrong...! I'm sorry...!"

She only admitted fault after a good spanking.

The old saying about the rod being the best medicine was spot on.

Hearing Hiyori's voice turn a bit tearful, I asked.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts...! Stop hitting me...!"

"Should I stop?"

"Yes..."

Tap.

"Eep...!"

The moment I placed my palm against her bottom as if to strike again, her entire body flinched.

I let out a soft chuckle at the sight. In total contrast to what I had just been doing, I began to pat her bottom very gently, as if lulling a baby to sleep.

Pat, pat.

At first, she flinched repeatedly, thinking another blow was coming, but her body soon relaxed.

Her lips were pressed tightly together. She seemed flustered, caught off guard by the strange feeling of my hands soothing her.

I stroked her bottom, the backs of her thighs, and the small of her back, watching her reaction closely before releasing the arm that had been pinning her down.

Even then, Hiyori didn't try to get up. She just lay still across my lap.

Breathing an inward sigh of relief, I rested my hand on her waist and spoke.

"Please stop acting out. Why do we both have to go through this?"

"...What."

"Did you bring those shorts with you?"

"What shorts?"

"The ones you're wearing right now."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"You're acting up again."

"I'm sorry."

It was absurd how fast she apologized the moment my voice dropped a fraction.

I let out a dry laugh at her opportunistic attitude, lowering my hand to gently caress one cheek of her bottom.

Her flesh tensed, then relaxed under my touch.

I could feel her flexing and relaxing against my hand.

Tap, tap.

Keeping my palm flat against her bottom, I began to tap a steady rhythm with my fingertips. Hiyori's previously limp legs tensed, and her long toes slowly curled inward.

"You're too cute."

"Whatever..."

Despite grumbling at my quiet murmur, she didn't move an inch. She had picked up on the rapidly shifting mood and was slowly getting worked up herself.

Seeing that her body had gone completely slack, I decided to be a little bolder.

Slip.

I moved my hand past the curve of her bottom to her inner thigh, kneading the flesh under the guise of a massage, before lightly grazing her sex... making it seem entirely accidental.

Hiyori let out a sharp, breathy exhale, her hips lifting a fraction of an inch off my legs before dropping back down.

One leg drew up against her other calf, crossing and rubbing as her arousal began to spike.

Watching her reaction, I wordlessly continued to caress her thigh while using my free hand to pull the towel off her head.

"Ah, wait..."

"What."

"No... I have to... dry my hair..."

"You're just going to need another shower later anyway. You can dry it then."

"...I don't want to... I want to dry it now..."

She immediately caught my insinuation about what was going to happen and argued back.

I let out a small laugh at her sullen tone. I opened my mouth to respond, but she beat me to it.

"B-but..."

"What."

"I'm sleepy..."

"Are you?"

"Yes..."

"Go take a nap."

"How can I sleep in this state...?"

"I understand."

"Wh-what do you mean you understand...? What? What is that supposed to... Eek!?"

Hiyori gasped in pure shock.

Because I had flipped her over and hoisted her straight into my arms.

Taking advantage of her sharp intake of breath as she was rendered helpless in my grip, I carried her to the master bedroom and tossed her onto the wide bed.

Then, I settled my weight on top of her.

"I didn't mean for you to take me to bed. I was actually just sleepy...!"

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah...! I was...!"

"Got it."

I let her complaints go in one ear and out the other as I lowered my head toward the valley of her breasts.

Instantly, I felt a sharp tug on my scalp.

Hiyori had grabbed a fistful of my hair.

Her embarrassment and nervousness were practically transmitting straight into my skull.

With that thought, I grabbed the hem of the T-shirt resting at her waist and smoothly pushed it up to her solar plexus.

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

I caught a quick glimpse of the startled girl's bold red lingerie.

She really was still wearing it. I didn't know whether to find it endearing or hilarious.

"Wait... I'm not ready... Eek...!"

The moment my lips pressed against her pale skin, her body gave a violent jolt.

Shrugging off the way she tugged my hair like she was trying to rip it out, I began to thoroughly caress her upper body.