Chapter 93

Scrub, scrub.

Chinami, who was wiping the leather of her Bogu's Do, glanced at me from the corner of her eye.

As I silently worked the dishcloth beside her and slowly turned my head, she gasped, "Ah!"

Chinami let out a short exclamation and quickly cast her gaze back down to the Do.

I let out a chuckle and asked.

"What is it? Do you have something to say?"

"J-Junior...! Did you know you can draw different pictures on the Do...?"

She was terrible at changing the subject.

It made me want to tease her, but Chinami's heart had to be pounding right now, so I decided to let it slide.

"When I picked out my Bogu with Inoo-sunbae yesterday, I did see some Do with various patterns on them."

"I see...! Then what kind of pattern is on the new Do you bought, junior?"

"It's just black. I like keeping things simple."

"Mhm, mhm...! I suppose a plain black suits just about anyone's taste...!"

"What kind of design is on your Do, Master?"

"I have two that are just black as well. But on the Do of the Bogu I use for practice, there is a drawing of Momo-sama on the waist. I customized it myself."

That damn Momo-sama never got left out of anything.

Her devotion was truly impressive.

Taking it in stride, I suddenly had a good idea.

"Can you put a picture of Momo-sama on it at any time? I'm suddenly interested."

At those words, Chinami's eyes sparkled.

Carefully placing the Do on the display stand in the Storage Room, she answered.

"It is possible. Though it will take a little time to design."

Her shy demeanor was long gone.

It was both funny and cute how quickly she perked up once we shared an interest in Momo-sama.

"I think it would look nice if the Master and disciple wore the same Do. What do you think?"

"Mmm...! I think it's a great idea...! It's been a while since our junior had such an admirable thought...!"

She wasn't jumping for joy, but it was obvious she was delighted.

"But if you embed a drawing into the Do right away, you might regret it later, so I'll stick a Momo-sama sticker on it for now. You can see how you like it."

Showing a gentle smile at Chinami's words, I nodded.

"Understood."

"Ufufu... Since you seem to like Momo-sama, junior, it makes me feel really good too."

"She is cute, after all. Just like you, Master."

"Of course she's cu... Eh...? What did you say...?"

Chinami, who had been about to agree with a beaming expression, froze.

Watching her eyes grow wider and wider, I replied nonchalantly.

"It's nothing. Let's go buy Momo-nim Merchandise together later."

"...Okay... W-We will..."

Her shy, blushing face had returned.

I desperately wanted to touch those plump cheeks.

After setting the fully wiped Bogu aside and turning on the dehumidifier, I smoothed out the hair cascading over the shoulders of Chinami, who was staring up at me with wide eyes.

"Eh...?"

As Chinami flinched back, her Training Uniform top loosened slightly, giving me a fleeting glimpse of her bra through the collar.

Did she not wear a t-shirt under her Training Uniform? Why was she so careless?

Just as I thought, I needed to take care of every little thing for Chinami.

The color was a very Chinami-like pink, but there wasn't a Momo-sama on the bra straps, right?

I couldn't imagine that the company behind Momo-sama had launched an underwear brand too.

"Your chest strings are about to come undone."

Bending my knees to meet Chinami's eyes, I began to properly retie her chest strings, being careful not to let her Training Uniform top pull open.

"Heeek..."

Watching me meticulously tie the ribbon knot, Chinami's face turned completely white.

She let out a strange gasp and stretched both her arms straight down by her sides, angling the backs of her hands upward in a pose that made her look exactly like a heroine from a pure romance manga.

"Don't walk around so carelessly. What would you do if others saw?"

At my gentle tone as I finished the knot and neatly adjusted the dangling strings, Chinami's head bobbed up and down mechanically.

"Y-Yes...! I-I'll be careful..."

Chinami's face and even her ears were so red she looked like she would pop if poked.

Since the strings were located by the side of her breast, it seemed she felt immense embarrassment even though I hadn't touched her, not even indirectly.

"Shall we wrap up now?"

"Yes... Let's warp up..."

"Warp up?"

"Ah...! Wrap up... Wrap up..."

This was the first time I'd seen her so flustered that her words got twisted.

Judging by her docile reaction, she hadn't been repulsed.

Relieved, I gave Chinami a bright smile.

"I'll go hang up the Training Uniforms."

"Th-Then I should clean the Bogu...?"

"We just finished cleaning the Bogu, didn't we?"

"Did I say Bogu...? I definitely meant the shinai..."

"Did you?"

"Yes... It seems your hearing is a little poor, junior... I-I'm genuinely worried, so how about you pay a visit to the hospital...?"

"I see. I appreciate your concern for me. But what should we do? I wiped down all the shinai before we cleaned the Bogu."

"..."

Rambling nonsense until she had no ground left to stand on, Chinami clamped her mouth shut and jutted her lips out in a pout.

Chuckling, I slowly stroked her back from top to bottom.

"There's not much left to do, so I'll finish up by myself. You rest, Master."

"I couldn't..."

"Our Master is a good girl, isn't she? Listen to me."

"...Th-Then I'll go buy us some ice cream..."

"No. You haven't been able to do any personal practice lately, so it would be better if you joined the club activities while I finish up. Got it?"

"..."

She didn't answer.

It seemed she felt bad about me doing all the work alone.

Her heart was just endlessly pure... Tsk tsk...

"If you hate sending me off to work alone, should we do it together?"

"Yes... Let's do it together... I want to hang the Training Uniforms with you, junior..."

Our Chinami... had ripened quite a bit.

To compare her to a peach, she was transitioning from a hard peach to a soft, juicy one.

It wouldn't be long before her sweet juices were overflowing.

"All right. Let's do it together."

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I couldn't understand it.

People would book them just fine if they posted a few pictures and a concise description.

Still, having guest rooms with various concepts was a good thing.

Searching for a Hotel through a famous accommodation app, my eyes lit up when I saw a room equipped with a massage bed in a not-too-distant downtown area.

Looking at the pictures, the dark, subtle atmosphere was nice... and since it was newly opened, it seemed like a good choice.

I booked that room for a whole week.

Since I didn't know exactly when I would go there with Chinami, I figured I would just call and tell them to keep the room ready, then head over when the time came.

The love hotel wouldn't have to clean the room and they'd already gotten paid, so they'd have no reason to hate the arrangement.

Having finished the payment upon reservation, I pocketed my Cell Phone and gazed up at the sky.

The rain had just stopped and the dark clouds hadn't fully cleared yet, leaving a hazy gloom, but I quite liked the color.

"Boo!"

While I was staring blankly up at the sky, someone shouted and grabbed my shoulders, but I simply turned my head with a smile.

"What are you doing? So childish."

At that, Miyuki widened her eyes a little in surprise.

"You're not scared?"

"Would I be?"

"I thought you'd be scared of stuff like this, Matsuda-kun? You were like that at the haunted house, and when I visited you at dawn, you almost fainted."

"If you hadn't made footsteps, it probably would have gone the way you wanted."

"Ah, you heard them? I came as quietly as I could... Since when were your ears so sharp?"

Spending time with Miyuki was incredibly enjoyable.

It felt like I was her childhood friend rather than Tetsuya.

More accurately, her childhood friend and boyfriend combined.

"Since when, my ass... You're so overly chipper..."

Brushing Miyuki's slightly messy bangs into place, I opened the passenger door and gestured to the seat with my chin.

"Just get in. Hand me your bag."

"Why is your escort so half-hearted?"

"Be grateful I'm doing it at all."

"All right. But what about Tetsuya?"

"He said he urgently needed the restroom and asked us to wait a second. But I'm just going to leave."

Miyuki recoiled in shock at my indifferent answer.

Slipping off her bag and hooking it onto my fingers, she asked in disbelief.

"You aren't actually going to leave without him... right?"

"I really want to."

"Cut him some slack for biological needs..."

"I'm joking. Hurry up and get in."

"Okay... Ah, tomorrow, instead of dropping by our place, do you want to head straight to school? It'd be nice if you came together with Tetsuya, but I know that's asking too much... Just sleep a little longer at home and make sure you aren't late."

"Why?"

"I have to arrive early in the morning to guard the school gates. I have to inspect the uniforms of arriving students and give penalty points to those who are late."

This... could it be what I thought about before?

Miyuki on the Public Morals Committee, guarding the main gate?

"You're guarding the main gate?"

"Yeah. With a Student Council senior, just the two of us. So absolutely do not be late. Got it?"

This was an event I absolutely couldn't miss.

I definitely had to be late.

"Got it."

While chatting amicably with Miyuki, I spotted Tetsuya walking over from afar and sneakily brushed my hand against Miyuki's hip.

At that, she flinched and poked my side.

"Matsuda-kun, you're doing this on purpose right now, aren't you...? Just to put me in an awkward spot in front of Tetsuya?"

She caught on quick.

"Yeah. Fun, isn't it?"

"Not in the slightest...? Let go."

Pushing my hand away with a coy pout, Miyuki climbed into the passenger seat.

Letting out a short snicker as I watched her, I glanced over at Tetsuya, who was hastily rushing toward us.

That bastard washed his hands, right?

"Junior! Over here!"

Chinami was stretching both arms high into the sky, waving them back and forth.

Because of this, the hem of Chinami's sweatshirt rode up slightly, exposing a bit of the flesh on her waist.

A slender vertical belly button was situated in the center of her pure white skin.

It was a little smaller than Miyuki's, looking as cute and dainty as Chinami's own toes.

Taking large strides over to Chinami, I reflexively accepted the wrapped package she handed me with a goofy smile.

"What's this?"

"It's a peach cream bun."

"..."

I was supposed to eat this again?

Couldn't she seriously stop giving me these now?

"Why aren't you saying anything? Did you happen to eat dinner before coming here?"

She looked ready to shoot lasers from her eyes if I didn't eat it.

Well... it was better than the peach powder.

And although it wasn't overly common, it was a product you'd still see around from time to time.

Shaking my head weakly, I spoke.

"No. I was just starting to get hungry, so the timing is perfect. By the way, did you bring this peach bread from home?"

"That's right. My mother packed it for me when I left."

"I see..."

Was Chinami's mother quirky and cute just like Chinami?

Or did she give off a mature and voluptuous vibe like Midori?

I wanted to meet her at some point, and if I had to name a personal preference, I hoped she'd be the latter.

After all, the gap between having a similar face but a completely different personality was another major turn-on.

"Shall we go? I'm eager to buy the Bogu my Master picks out for me."

"Fufu... I'll pick out a set with excellent value for the money, so you can look forward to it. Ah, I also brought the stickers. Once you buy the Bogu, junior, I'll stick them on for you myself."

Crossing her arms, she lifted her chin proudly.

Putting on a fatherly smile at Chinami's triumphant attitude, I chatted quietly with her as we strolled down the quiet street.