Chapter 151 – Fragrance of Destiny
“My master, did you have a good weekend?”
“…”
Chinami does n’t answer when I ask how she’s doing, but she looks up at me.
Why is it so cute with her eyes wide open while eating ice cream?
My cheeks are puffy… I’m dying of cuteness.
“Why aren’t you talking?”
Chinami, who was mouthing hard at my urging her, removed her ice cream her.
“I have something to tell you, junior.”
“Do it.”
“Are you interested in the National Winter Games that will be held this time?”
“I’m not particularly interested… Why?”
“I want my juniors to participate. Do you remember that time? Some time after my junior joined the kendo club, he asked me to teach him. I said let’s do our best for the Winter Games.”
“I remember.”
“Hmm… I made a promise then, so I think it’s right to participate this time.”
I don’t remember making any promises, but…
If Chinami says let’s go, we have to go.
It’s a tournament that has no nutritional value for me right now, but I’ll go anyway.
Sometimes you need a refresh too. Cancer, no way.
“All right. If it is a team event, I will participate.”
Were you happy that he readily agreed?
Chinami’s mouth widened.
She stretched out her arm and patted my back.
“There are no seats for the solo exhibition because it will be held mainly by sophomores and juniors. Don’t worry about that.”
“Yes. But Master.”
“Yes?”
“Isn’t it too petty to eat ice cream alone?”
“Ah… That’s right. Shall I bring you some new ice cream?”
“No. It’s a little too much to eat all of them, so I’ll just take one bite. Please give me that.”
“What?”
“That’s it. What Master is eating.”
I point to the saliva-soaked ice cream on Chinami’s bewildered waist on her.
Her eyes widened as she followed my fingers.
“You want this…?”
“Yes. I’ll take one bite and give it to you.”
“Eh, this is what I spit on… ?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Yeah…? It can’t be…!”
It is a reaction as if the sky is collapsing.
It’s delicious whenever you look at it.
I grabbed Chinami’s wrist as she was hesitant to give me what she ate.
Then, while she was started, he swallowed the top of her ice cream and bit it.
“Ahhhhh…!?”
Chinami’s shocked face instantly turned red.
I swallowed down the scent of peaches that filled her mouth with her and said calmly.
“It’s delicious because I haven’t had it in a long time.”
“… Four? Is that so…?”
“What are you going to do today?”
“That… Cleaning the hukou… Checking equipment… Oh, before that, consumables were supposed to be delivered… But we had to carry some luggage…”
“I’ll do the carrying, so master, would you like to check the equipment?”
“Ah… We can do it together…”
Does Chinami know?
She knew that her own body her was twisting now.
Do you think it was an indirect kiss because you ate ice cream?
It’s like Chinami. It’s like Chinami.
I bent my knees, met Chinami’s gaze at her, and moved closer enough that our faces were touching.
Afterwards, he smiled softly and patted her back.
“I will do my best. OK?”
“… Yes…”
“What are you doing after club activities today?”
“Le, I decided to play with Lenka… “
“Okay? What are you doing?”
“Lenka asked me to go eat cake with her alone, so…”
You’re leaving me alone, right?
The rebellion of a spoiled slave… The master cannot help but keep it.
“So, Master said he would understand?”
“Yes…”
“It’s just the two of us without a student and a cake… It’s sad that we feel like we’re being ostracized.”
“Uh huh…! Bullying is such a harsh word…! Of course I want to take my junior with me…! If possible, with Hanazawa kouhai-sama…! But today Lenka does not look good on her face her, so I felt she needed some time to have an open conversation with her friends her.”
“A conversation between women… What is this?”
“Mmmm! Right. That’s it. Next time, I will definitely take my junior, so I hope you will understand with a warm heart… Hoeik?”
Chinami didn’t speak her words her, and her whole body her froze.
It was because my hand gently stroked the line that stretched from her narrow waist to her chubby buttocks of her.
“Huh, junior…! You have very, very bad hand habits…!”
I thought they’d ask what you’re doing, but you say lines that are out of your repertoire?
Besides, it gave off a nuance that seemed to know that the place I was touching was a strange part.
Our Chinami… We have improved a lot sexually.
“Are you just petting me?”
“Mu, of course… This is outside… If others see it, they might misunderstand it and point their fingers at it…”
“There is no one. Members don’t even come up to the garden.”
“…”
She clutched her ice cream as if she had nothing to say.
It goes well in the cold weather where steam leaks out.
But these days, do you care about peaches? I haven’t seen him eat at all.
“Shall we stay like this for a while?”
At my supple question, Chinami nodded slowly.
The warmth radiated from her back as she pulled her feet inward, probably embarrassed.
Thanks to that, around the time her cold hands were moderately warm, I straightened up Chinami’s hair that was blowing her nose her and straightened her bent knees.
**
Inside a building full of loud noises and people.
Miyuki and I passed between the dark lights and the twinkling machines and stood in front of a booth in a corner with a pink atmosphere.
“Are you here?”
“Yes.”
The place we came to was a photo booth where you could take sticker pictures in a large arcade in the city center.
I came here because Miyuki wanted to take a picture for her to put in her wallet her, but I don’t think it’s bad to feel this analog and retro sensibility.
Best of all, it was fresh. Going back and forth to the same place every time, coming to a new place.
“Are there any people? Very lucky… Let’s go in quickly.”
Miyuki grabbed my wrist and entered the booth.
She skillfully operates the machine, but it’s not something she’s done once or twice.
I asked, sitting awkwardly on a chair in the booth.
“Have you tried this many times?”
“When I was in high school, I often took pictures with my friends.”
“Is that so? With Miura?”
“Yes. Not many, but I did.”
“It’s annoying.”
At those words, Miyuki turned her head and smiled.
The way I grumble and look funny.
That bewitching face makes me want to play here… Calm down, my cock.
What should I do if I fail without even trying? What if the blue ball phenomenon happens?
After adding filters and effects by touching the screen that emits cute sound effects, Miyuki sat down and crossed her arms around my arm.
[One, two…!]
While liking Miyuki’s attitude, an innocent voice came from inside the machine.
I quickly put on an awkward smile,
Click-!
As the countdown passed and the picture was taken, I looked at the two of us on the makeover screen.
Something is cold in the air. Is my expression a little awkward?
Just as I was thinking about that, Miyuki put a bunch of poop stickers on the screen.
In my face, to be exact.
Stunned by her behavior of her, I asked.
“What are you doing now?”
“I don’t like the look. Smile a little the second time. Understand?”
So you’re throwing shit… That’s too much.
I put on her snout her and as Miyuki pressed her button to take her second picture, she deliberately put on a sullen expression and crossed her arms.
And Miyuki looked at me like a tree frog and giggled.
[One, two…]
Just before the countdown to three started resounding inside her booth, she suddenly cupped my chin with one hand and pressed her own lips to her cheek.
A warm and soft touch felt from one cheek to her.
At that, the corners of my mouth and the corners of my eyes rose upward regardless of my will, creating a sloppy smile.
What did Miyuki eat wrong today? He’s active and his aegyo his is oozing out, it’s going crazy.
Are you bewitching me to keep her from turning her eyes to a threesome?
“How good is this? I’m laughing…”
Seeing the picture on the screen, Miyuki let out a satisfied smile.
She soon started making her background her pretty and cute with me, and after she took two more pictures, she went out and cropped the picture.
Miyuki was silently watching her actions of her, I said.
“Are you going to put it on her purse?”
“If you attach it to leather, it peels off easily… I’m going to put the whole picture in my card pocket.”
I’d like to put some on my desk separately.
So that Tetsuya could see and howl from the east, west, south, and north.
“I don’t carry a wallet.”
“Put it on the back of your phone case or on a table at home.”
“No tables. If you spill food while eating, it will stain it.”
“Sure. Since Matsuda-kun spills so much when he eats… In less than a day, he’ll ask about this and that?”
“Earn a hawk again.”
We joked around and cut out sticker pictures, put them all together in our bags and tried to go home.
At that time,
Sooooo…
A sweet scent wafted into her nostrils.
It’s a lemon scent with a lot of sweet sugar in it… It’s really good.
It was subtle enough to be described as fateful, but it was a strong smell.
And if I feel this way, the owner of this smell is probably…
‘Is that Hiyori?’
There is a possibility that it will be the last heroine, Hiyori.
Right before the end of the year, are you trying to reveal yourself in front of me?
Isn’t that Tetsuya?
If that’s the case, it’s a good thing… No matter how much I looked around the arcade, I could n’t even find Hiyori’s back her.
“What’s the matter? Looking for a bathroom?”
Miyuki’s question addressed me as I stood still and looked around.
With her coming to her senses her, I looked down at her and smiled at her.
“No. Let’s go.”
“What…? Are you really okay?”
“Uh.”
If Hiyori really is the owner of this smell, then we will meet sooner or later.
