Chapter 132 – Massage Season 2
“Brother…! Junior! Today’s drill prize…!”
Chinami climbs up the hill with a black plastic bag.
It’s quiet as if it were a thief, but the way it calls me strongly is cute.
As I was shaking off her laundry, I calmed her down.
“Do not run. I fall.”
Chinami ignoring my words refreshingly took out her ice cream from the bag and held it out.
“Let me inhale quickly.”
“I want to eat slowly.”
“Then suck it up.”
Why don’t you suck your lips like that instead?
Swallowing the words, I opened the wrapping paper.
Ice cream with apricot and pink colors reveals itself.
Just looking at it makes me feel bitten, but how does Chinami keep eating things like this?
People are weird
“Why aren’t you eating?”
After saying that, Chinami popped the tip of her own ice cream into her mouth.
Mmmm… It’s kind of a strange scene.
I asked after roughly chewing on the ice cream.
“Are you free today? I’m also going to give Master a prize.”
“Award? Something?”
“It’s a massage.”
“Ah…!”
Chinami’s mouth twitched as she let out an exclamation of surprise and restrained joy.
I guess I was looking forward to it
“But today I have something to talk about with Lenka and the coach regarding the Winter Games… I might have to wait a bit.”
“Winter Games?”
“Yes. You should prepare soon.”
“How long will it take?”
“I do not know…? I think it will be over in about 30 minutes at most.”
That would be enough time to return after picking up Miyuki.
By the way, it’s the Winter Games meeting…
If the topic of men’s players comes up, will my name be mentioned?
Maybe Chinami is going to recommend it… Let’s think about this later.
“All right. By the way…”
With her words clouded over, I very carefully touched Chinami’s side hair, which barely touched her shoulder.
Then he looked at her Chinami with deep eyes.
“You cut her hair? I saw it now.”
Chinami, her face reddened, squeezed her ice cream into her mouth.
In that state, only her head moves slowly, but it’s so cute that I have the urge to hug her.
I said, poking at Chinami’s soft and supple cheeks, which have now adapted to skinship.
“Did you say 30 minutes? I’ll wait.”
“…. Yes…”
**
“Let’s have dinner this Friday.”
Miyuki’s words as she got out of the car.
As usual, I took a sneak peek at her house, to which I felt a sense of affection, and answered.
“Okay. Do you want to come over to my house right away after eating?”
“I don’t know. My dad asked if there was any place for her family to go on the weekend… I guess we’ll have to see what happens.”
“Okay? I can’t help it.”
“If we go, will Matsuda-kun go too? Shall I ask?”
Miyuki becoming more and more active… I love it.
“Nope. I’ll just rest at home.”
“Why? Come with me. Dad would love it too…”
“If you really think you’ll like it, look out and ask.”
“Yes. Shall I go?”
After bidding her farewell, Miyuki’s steps toward her house seemed very light.
It’s nice to see her slowly gaining courage after hiding it between us, shy to reveal her to others.
Seeing her go into her house, I went back to the kendo club.
Afterwards, they spend time in front of the clubroom, and soon after, Lenka and Chinami come out.
“What…? Why are you here…?”
Perhaps surprised that I was still there, Lenka’s eyes widened.
Chinami answered that question instead.
“My junior is going to give me a massage.”
“Massage? That then…?”
“Yes.”
“…..”
She frowned, as if she was uncomfortable with something, and said she had something to say to Matsuda. She apologized to Chinami and called me aside.
After making sure that no one was around, he calmed down his voice.
“Why are you trying to give Chinami a massage?”
“Are you always grateful?”
“You gave the same reason last time.”
“What could be a better reason than this?”
“… You’re right, but when you say that, it looks like you’re trying to do something weird…”
“What kind of strange thing is that? Are you having perverted fantasies again?”
At that, Lenka stung and warmed her body.
“Everything, of course, isn’t it worrying…!? Because you’re the one giving the massage…!”
I’m afraid that Chinami will hear it, and I’m arguing with a lot of tone, but why do you look cute?
I bit her tongue as if I didn’t like her, and when Lenka flinched slightly, I opened her mouth.
“If you’re not that trustworthy, would you like the manager to take it yourself? Can you do it for the manager too?”
“What…? No.”
“It’s firm. Then shall we make a last wish?”
Lenka’s eyes widened.
Instinctively, she pulled one foot back and clenched her fists as she gritted her teeth.
I feel like I can feel the determination that my pride, which has been damaged as much as possible, should not be broken further.
“That, it’s your heart… But if you make it difficult for me any more… I’ll give you my remaining wish…”
“Are you threatening me?”
“… You threatened me today by saying that you… Just bothered me…!”
“No, isn’t it too much for the person who just did a great job in the middle of the wish, thinking of the manager?”
“…..”
She shut her mouth as if she had nothing to say.
I asked mockingly.
“Would you like a massage?”
“Cow, is it a wish?”
“No. I have another last wish for the manager.”
Lenka’s eyes rolled as if feeling uneasy at her words of last wish.
“…. What is that…?”
“I don’t see any obligation to inform you. So, are you going to accept it?”
“I won’t accept…! Why am I getting a massage from you…?”
“That’s it. Let’s go back together.”
“Where…?”
“A home. Now that this has happened, I will give you a ride.”
“Done. I will go alone.”
“You have to listen to your master.”
“Who, who is your master…!? Do you want to die…?”
Lenka glared at me with disgust.
Speak softly less education
I said, scratching the bottom of her chin with a meaningful smile.
“Let’s go together. It’s right there by car.”
“… What is that expression…”
“What expression do you have?”
“Now that…!”
“I did as usual.”
“No…! You’re thinking of putting my anger into it and getting revenge in your next wish…? Stop doing that…”
He writes novels by himself, and our Lenka is a bit paranoid.
It’s like showing an unusual side… Today’s Lenka is like a female knight who succumbed to the back hole.
I didn’t confirm or deny it by shrugging her shoulders, but I poked my head out next to her wall and smiled at Chinami, who was about to approach her.
“The talk is over. I’ll be there soon.”
“Yes…! Where is the car?”
“I put it in front of the front door for a while. Inoo-senpai wants a ride to her house, can I?”
“Sure. You should do as your junior wants.”
Chinami hurriedly nodded her head.
Judging by the smile that bloomed all over her face, it seemed that she was glad that Lenka, whom I don’t have a good relationship with, made such a proposal first.
“What are you doing…?”
To me who had sorted out the situation out of the blue, Lenka said that in a calm tone.
I smiled naturally and pointed to the path leading to the front door.
“My master seems to like going back with the manager, so let’s go together.”
“How do you know that?”
“You can tell by the look on his face. Are you happy?”
“…..”
Lenka’s gaze moved behind the wall that was obscured.
She looked at the invisible Chinami for a while, then let out a long sigh and accepted my offer.
Haha… Ok.”
He didn’t want to go back with me even if he died, but he seemed worried about Chinami.
Worry a lot now
After all, it will be difficult for me to protect my body, which is stricken with sexual desire.
**
“Chinami. Do you have a shortcut number stored on your phone?”
Renka’s request, holding Chinami’s hand tightly.
Chinami, who couldn’t hide her bewilderment at her actions, replied with a bewildered expression.
“Sure… But why are you asking for the speed dial number…?”
“If anything happens, be sure to call me. Even to the aunt and the uncle… Okay?”
“Ah, yes… I got it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Sure.”
After hearing the positive answer, Lenka still looked at Chinami with a worried look in her eyes, and opened her car door with one last look at me.
“Thanks for the ride.”
Lenka expresses her thanks in a blunt voice, then walks away.
Chinami, who looked at her from the window, tilted her head.
“Lenka looks strange today. She’s chubby in the car… Why would she be like that?”
“I do not know? I’m not sure either.”
“I’d like to get a massage and talk.”
Well, I don’t know if you have the strength left for that.
I went to the love hotel with Chinami, got the room key I had reserved in advance, and got on the elevator.
In a narrow space where soft classical music can be heard.
Chinami, who was staring at the screen of the slowly ascending elevator, spoke.
“I feel weird when I come here.”
“What about it?”
“Mmm… I can’t explain it in words.”
It felt like a strange and strange atmosphere unique to a love hotel.
Or are you looking forward to a secret and sticky massage in the future.
Ding-!
[It is the 7th floor.]
At the same time as an emotionless announcement sound was heard, the elevator door opened quietly.
I put my hand on Chinami’s shoulder and gently kneaded her, and smiled softly as she flinched and looked up at me.
“It’s okay?”
“Yes… I’m fine.”
Unlike before, when he wanted to get a massage, he is showing a slight hesitation now.
As he came to the brink of being touched by me, he seemed to suddenly feel embarrassed.
I took Chinami into Room 709 and turned on the soft lights.
“Do you want to wash? Or should I do it right away?”
Chinami swallowed her saliva while looking at the massage room connected to the bathroom.
“Oh, today I sweat a lot… I want to wash…”
“All right. Do you know what to wear after washing?”
“I know…”
“When you’re ready, can you send me a text like last time?”
“Ah… Four…!”
Chinami, who gave a well-respected answer, quickly entered the massage room.
Last time I only went a little bit, but how far should I adjust it today?
I need to make it so that it doesn’t feel burdensome, but you can definitely feel the sexual feeling.
Make it feel as good as possible, and in a hazy way.
