Chapter 250 – Lenka’s Embarrassing Delusions #3
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“I’m home…”
In response to Lenka’s helpless greeting, her mother, who was embroidering in her living room, asked curiously.
“What’s wrong with your voice? What happened?”
It’s a job… It wasn’t a job.
But in private it is.
But I was too embarrassed to tell my parents about it.
“No… I’m just tired today. There were a lot of guests…”
“So? Can you go to work tomorrow?”
“Of course you can…”
“Did you say that the kid who drives you is your junior? Ken Matsuda… Right?”
As the name came out of her mother’s mouth, Lenka’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
“Yes, Matsuda Ken. But why is he…?”
“Why? I’m always giving you a ride, so I’m just trying to say thank you. Did you eat a good sandwich last time? If it’s delicious, I’ll have to make it again.”
Saying thank you…! That’s not right.
Knowing that her mother favors her may intensify her bullying.
Strictly speaking, she wasn’t bullying, she was doing sticky things, but she was more concerned about touching herself, saying that her mother gave her permission anyway.
“I said I ate well… But you don’t have to say hello to that guy…”
“What kind of guy is that to a close junior?”
“Chi, who says they are close friends…!”
“Then someone you’re not close with comes all the way here every day and gives you a lift?”
“… No, well… We’re a little close… But we’re not that close yet… We have the same job and our house is close, so we’re just giving each other a ride…”
‘Not yet’… Can I say that?
It seems like we’re already close enough… But since Matsuda isn’t by my side, it’ll be fine.
“Even so, the favor is right.”
“That’s true, but… Anyway, no. He will be embarrassed too.”
“Is it?”
“Sure. He’ll be happy if you just throw him a sandwich, so I think it’ll be fine if you make one for breakfast.”
“Throwing it… Speak nicely.”
Lenka’s body trembled.
It was because she felt that her mother’s advice just now resembled Matsuda in a strange way.
Matsuda’s witchcraft has reached this far.
Lenka shook her head, as his unlucky, handsome face shimmered before her eyes.
Then she gave her awkward smile at her mother, who was bewildered by her own sudden gesture.
“I’m sorry… I’m going in.”
“Huh.”
The first thing Lenka did after returning to her room was to open the Any Share app instead of taking a shower.
For Matsuda, relieving stress on the Internet has become one of her pleasures in life.
Since he didn’t know Ino-chan’s true identity, it was very cool that he could curse freely without worrying about retaliation, and even so, MK itself was the type to accept whatever Ino-chan did, so it was fun.
[MK.]
A few minutes have passed since I sent the note, but there is no reply.
The alarm must have gone, but are you taking a shower?
If you look at what he says, he’s just a guy who lives as he pleases, but he’s unnecessarily clean…
I will repay you with insults for making you wait.
When you’re thinking like that,
[Why again.]
MK’s reply, which gave off a feeling of being a bit fed up, arrived.
Are you tired of it? About yourself without being too cheap?
No, it won’t.
If you’re so sulky, wouldn’t the person itself be a bitch?
[I don’t like the answer.]
[Ino-chan.]
[Yes.]
[You keep teasing me, but I really want to meet you.]
[What are you going to do? Shall we fight?]
[No. Assistant. I want to bind my limbs with handcuffs and whip them until I cry and beg for something wrong.]
The moment he saw that naked note, Lenka’s body heated up.
I’m just imagining it. Matsuda taking her to a hotel to do such a thing.
Imagining Matsuda whipping her with her straight face, I feel her body sting.
Could it be that the reason why you asked if you were going to sleep out today and said you wanted to hang out late was to do that to yourself?
‘No…’
Not likely.
No matter how much Matsuda is pervert, is it really so?
However, judging from what she has done to herself so far, she seems to do something…
In any case, never go outside.
The nefarious purpose was openly revealed, and it was impossible to stay out all night while knowing everything.
Where do you take a hundred days? She fell for herself.
[As expected, it’s garbage.]
[It’s noisy and busy, so this pointless conversation is about this.]
[Why are you busy? Are you trying to masturbate?]
[Yes.]
Is it true?
Are you really going to do it?
With her eyes widened, Lenka hurriedly tapped on her phone.
[Really?]
[Can you send me a picture?]
The moment he saw MK’s note, Lenka’s mind was filled with curiosity.
Matsuda’s penis…? I wonder. What would it look like?
It must be very hideous, right?
When Matsuda talked about her genitals, I suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.
After putting his mouth on her own breast, he put her hand up to the bottom of her, not enough to blow it.
She hadn’t touched the area herself, but her fingers, which had climbed up her panties, were stroking and fiddling with the very sensitive area.
At that time, he spewed water like a superficial person, feeling a great pleasure that he had never felt before.
How embarrassing she was… I was erasing it from her memory, but her face heats up when she suddenly thinks about it.
His body also seems to be tingling. Not in a bad way, but in a good way.
Funny enough, Matsuda put her hand on her own body without even asking her permission, and it didn’t bother her.
Is her own heart for her Matsuda that big?
I really, really hated him until a month or two ago… It’s dumbfounded that such a heart has completely disappeared.
It seems to have just naturally disappeared. While not even noticing. That was the most amazing
“Haa… Huh…!?”
Lenka, who involuntarily let out her warm breath, was startled.
Right now… Are you excited by imagining Matsuda’s touch and his face?
No, absolutely not. I’m just doing this because I’m embarrassed.
[Ugh… I’ll report it because it’s going to be disgusting.]
[Then, don’t talk about masturbation first. Now I have to watch porn, so I’ll stop.]
[Trash.]
The reply that didn’t come despite swearing.
Usually, when I do this, I get angry and say something, but judging from the fact that I just cut off the conversation by ignoring it, it seems that he is really trying to masturbate.
But why all of a sudden? Wherefore?
Did you get excited by touching yourself today…?
If so, is the side dish for masturbation Lenka herself…?
‘Ah, isn’t it…?’
Gulp.
Lenka’s throat swayed loudly.
I thought she must be in a very bad mood, but she seems surprisingly okay.
So absurd Originally, it was something that should have offended her.
‘Should I… Call…?’
I don’t know if they will answer the call.
Thinking so, Lenka brought her hand to her icon, which had the shape of her handset engraved on it.
“…”
Without knowing that her own breathing was becoming rough, she was in great mental trouble,
Ugh-!
When her phone screen suddenly changed and her name, which she had saved as [Garbage Matsuda], Appeared in front of her eyes, she was surprised.
“Huh…!”
While she said that she would masturbate, she was curious about his sudden phone call.
Could it be that while hearing her own voice, she is just trying to touch her own things?
Then how should I react? Is it okay to just pretend not to know? Or will you pour out a lot of cursing?
Having dealt with all her worries in her short time, she carefully pressed her call button.
“Hey, hello…?”
-What are you doing.
If she was doing that, she would be on or out of pitch… Her voice is calm.
It just so happened that her question was also good to ask, so Lenka, who had cleared her voice, answered.
“I’m just lying down… What are you doing?”
– We’re finally talking.
“What are you talking about?”
-Every time I asked what you were doing, you only gave a short answer. Isn’t this the first time you’ve asked this question?
Was it?
As Matsuda said, it might be because I only remember the pouting answers every time.
“What are you talking about… You ask what I’m doing.”
-I’m watching TV at home.
If you listen carefully, you can definitely hear the sound of the TV.
Hahahoho I can hear the laughter, it seems like I’m watching a comedy show.
“Okay…?”
-Yes.
“What program?”
-I don’t know that either. I was changing the channel and called the manager.
“Your name is written on the window for organizing channels.”
-Is the name important? It’s called Cabekuri.
Cabekuri was a wholesome program where comedians and guests came out and did various corners.
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t linguistically sound, but it wasn’t raunchy anyway.
Then, did Matsuda lie to make fun of Ino-chan?
What a shameful guy.
“So what…”
-What did you just say?
“… I did.”
-Ji asked.
“Wh-what…? What did you say…? He…?”
-Yes.
“Why are people so rude…!”
– I’d rather have a bar than the manager. Anyway, you know what to do tomorrow, right?
“What…?”
-Did you forget my words again?
What did Matsuda say?
She told me in the morning to wear a skirt that was shorter than the one she wore today.
I guess that’s what you’re talking about
“You know, your words don’t matter that much to me…”
– So, you forgot?
“It doesn’t matter, does it?”
– You look like you’re anxious to be punished.
“Bur, bee…? Do you know what kind of daughter I am…? If I make a mistake, I’ll scold you…?”
She made a mistake.
If you do this, it will sound like she is admitting that she did something wrong.
Besides, she’s a daughter… She made it really weird even with analogies.
-Um… I’ll have to scold you a lot.
Purple. Hasn’t Matsuda’s voice already changed as if he was excited?
As soon as I see you tomorrow, it’s clear to my eyes that I’ll say all kinds of hateful things.
“What…”
-Are you thinking about sleeping out?
“Don’t cross the line. Because I will never do it.”
– I’ll ask that again tomorrow.
“No, do whatever you want. Whatever you say…”
– You’re saying the manager won’t go over?
“…”
-Change your repertoire. Everything is predictable.
It’s the first time I’ve ever had such a deep and even bizarre conversation with a man, so what should I do?
After swallowing the words, Lenka cleared her throat slightly.
“It’s noisy, and I’ll hang up when I’m done with my business.”
-I still have some business left.
“… What else?”
-Are you wearing pajamas?
“No…? I don’t really wear pajamas or anything like that.”
– So, do you sleep in your underwear?
“W-what are you saying…! Wear a comfortable t-shirt and pants…! Cut it off…!”
Lenka burst into anger and quickly pressed the end call button.
Then she let out a sigh full of anger.
I don’t know why Matsuda is talking so lightly.
It would have been even cooler if he was serious about everything.
Still, it wouldn’t be fun then… I don’t think maintaining the status quo would be bad either.
‘Sleep out…’
Assuming that you sleep out, will you go back to that prison-like love hotel?
To the place where Matsuda kept him inside her cage?
Just imagining it is terrible… Isn’t it?
When she first encountered it, she hated it to the point of giving goosebumps, but it doesn’t seem like it now.
It may be that I feel this way because I am much closer to Matsuda than I was back then.
Cosplay, confinement, leash…
Well, I think it would be okay if we just watched TV together in a healthy way without any of these things.
The problem is that Matsuda has absolutely no intention of doing such a wholesome thing.
Lenka stretched her arms toward the ceiling and spread her five fingers.
With her eyes wide open, staring at the bright lights between her fingers, killing time meaninglessly, she got up from her seat and was about to head for her shower.
Then, when she saw the closet next to the door, she stopped.
‘Tomorrow… What should I wear…?’
I like Matsuda… No, I’ll have to make a choice towards disliking her.
