Chapter 263 – Even if the Smell Just Passes By, It’s a Relationship
‘Isn’t there…?’
After driving Lenka home to change her clothes, I parked my car in the public parking lot and wandered the streets.
It was because I felt like I could find Hiyori.
But that expectation was completely wrong.
He could not see her even though he had been looking everywhere for her.
I thought there would be a fateful meeting, but I kept looking for it with lingering lingering lingering, but instead of the fresh lemon scent, there was only a musty smell unique to the city.
If she showed a lively appearance in everything she did without paying attention to her surroundings, she would be noticed wherever she went… I feel like expressing her regret.
You must be laughing around surrounded by friends by now. Because she’s popular.
I want to see you soon.
In the end, I couldn’t get any results and returned home, finished the shower and turned on the TV.
There are only programs that are not interesting. To the point of yawning.
Miyuki said she was hanging out with Nanase, who has the same last name as Chinami, so it seems like a nuisance for her to talk on the phone right now…
Every time I’m left alone like this sometimes, I get annoyed, annoyed.
At a time like this, if Takashi was there, I wouldn’t be bored. Shall we contact him after a long time?
No. Let’s not disturb him because he is determined and learning his father’s work.
Skipping boring programs and watching adult movies, I spent my time watching only extracts.
Then, when my phone vibrated, I picked it up.
[MK.]
There is a note from Ino-chan.
The current time is 8 o’clock. It looks like she came back from having dinner with Chinami and going out to play.
What kind of conversation did the two of you have today?
Didn’t Chinami read Renka’s restless expression and ask what was going on?
I’m very curious, but it’s only right to ask this question not from Ino-chan, but from her main body, Lenka.
Covered with a thick blanket, I turned to my side and tapped the screen of my phone.
[Long time no see.]
[Yes, it’s been a while.]
[How have you been doing?]
[I don’t know anything, I’m just answering because I have something to ask.]
[Today, I’m a little more picky than usual.]
[(ﾒﾟ皿ﾟ) Shut up.]
It’s a scary emoticon.
But should I be afraid? It’s just cute.
[Let’s see. What do you want to ask?]
[I want to know about men’s sexual fantasies. What is MK’s fantasy?]
[Someone said, but it’s SM play.]
[Please explain in detail.]
Do you want to know in advance what will happen to you in the future?
I can’t figure out whether I should tell you this or not.
I think both of them have both sides.
In the case of the former, I could give Lenka time to prepare her mind, but it’s a pity that her furious reaction seems to be lessened.
The latter will be very responsive, but it can get a little boring because she will definitely insist on not liking it for a long time.
‘Hmm…’
I was thinking about what to do, and I thought I should do what I want to do.
Both reactions seem to taste good, so why not watch them all?
It’ll be fine if you give me a hint.
[Shall I explain without adding or subtracting?]
[What do you mean without addition or subtraction?]
[Are you saying it openly?]
[Ah yes. I beg you so.]
[Set to play under what circumstances?]
[Do I have to set that up?]
[It’s good to do it.]
[Then… Talk about what you would do if you were playing with a girl or a girlfriend. The woman side has no experience.]
A girl or a girlfriend… It’s a very meaningful setting.
Well, actually, that’s the majority.
I naturally raised my eyebrows and quickly replied to Lenka, who made the situation more concrete.
[I can’t tell you the details, but I’m thinking of ordering Smata for now.]
[What is Smata?]
It’s funny to ask when you know.
It’s no use pretending to be innocent… Our slaves are so pretentious.
[The woman gets on top of the man, and she rubs her man’s penis with her penis. It’s a position where the point is to rub it like a caress without inserting it.]
Even though there was an indication that the note had been read, there was no reply from Lenka.
I wouldn’t masturbate if I got excited by myself after hearing the explanation…
I think I just felt absurd at the fairly explicit description.
Of course, since Lenka is a pervert, she must have been a little excited.
[This is vulgar.]
A message that came after a few minutes.
Is it an illusion that I feel like I can see Lenka’s frowning face in the sentence?
[I did it because I asked you to explain it specifically, openly, but why do you say something?]
[Sorry. But what if it’s too vulgar?]
[I haven’t even started yet, so what if I’m this embarrassed?]
[But can it be called SM play to that extent?]
[If the woman has a leash on her side, the story will be different.]
[Snood…?]
[Yes. I want to enjoy my girlfriend’s reaction as I put her on a leash and tug on the leash from below.]
[(⚆_⚆) You really are a person you can’t get along with. That’s it. I’ll just listen until here.]
I had no intention of talking about it after this anyway.
Imagining Lenka trembling with her excitement, I teased her fingers.
[Doesn’t Ino-chan like teaching aids too?]
[I don’t like it. Some crazy guy was whining so much that he had no choice but to watch it.]
[Who is that madman?]
[Well. I’m sure she’s an ignorant person.]
The way it turns is also cute.
[By the way, why does Ino-chan change his words every time?]
[What does that mean?]
[Last time, you said you had a taste for teaching materials, but now you say you don’t like it again. Why are people so arrogant?]
[It could be.]
[It’s attractive.]
[Don’t praise me because it makes me feel bad.]
[It’s not a compliment.]
[Fuck you.]
The power of anonymity is so scary.
In front of me, Tick Tick One Tool Lenka gets bolder.
[There is a research result that the uglier you are, the more aggressive you are.]
[Looks like you’re talking about yourself.]
[Conversation is not working.]
[Finally, I had the same thought. Have a bad day. I’m alone.]
[You call me when you need it and leave first when the business is over? Isn’t it too disrespectful to be polite?]
No more replies came. It looks like you logged out.
I should book a hotel again, even for the sake of educating a slave who unilaterally ended the conversation in front of his master.
But while we were talking, we had fun without noticing the time passing. Take this into account
Thinking so, I went to the Lafia Hotel website and started looking at each room one by one.
What concept would you like this time? Shall we wear a cosplay outfit?
A nurse’s uniform is good, but I think a police officer’s uniform would be better.
A cop who catches a criminal but gets hit in the opposite way… I feel like I’m going to go crazy.
**
Today, Lenka’s fashion is normal.
She didn’t ask me what to wear, but she must have known the outfit I wanted, but since she was wearing jeans, it seems like she’s trying to rebel against me.
Rattle.
“Hi.”
Lenka greeted her indifferently as soon as she got into the passenger seat.
Looking at her like that, I asked her to start the car.
“Did you play well with Master yesterday?”
“Uh.”
“What did you do?”
“You don’t need to know… Heh…! That… Bar, I ate and took a sticker picture…! Don’t touch it…!”
Lenka, who was about to give her sullen answer, was frightened by my hand that had dug between her thighs as if she hadn’t been indifferent, then she meekly confessed what had happened yesterday.
Why did she say such a thing with Ino-chan when she was going to show such a soft reaction…
If they get caught, the repercussions will be very large, but I want to be prepared.
Anyway, when the day comes when Lenka’s true identity is revealed, should she pretend not to know, or should she insult her for knowing?
I’ll have to think about it seriously.
“Why is there a fuss in the morning again…!”
I ignored Lenka’s next words and threw a rice cake to mention the conversation with Ino-chan.
“I was a bit stressed yesterday.”
“If you’re feeling stressed, can you touch someone’s thigh as you please…?”
“This is how it works out.”
“I’m not crazy, really… What kind of stress did you say…? Are you mad because you two met Chinami yesterday…?”
“Do I look so sleepy?”
“Uh. You look very sleepy.”
“I admit it. But yesterday, it wasn’t because of that, it was because I had an annoying conversation with a rude person.”
The words of rudeness were the contents of the last note I sent to Ino-chan.
And Lenka clearly saw it.
It was clear when he saw the change in his eyes. He probably sneaked in at night and checked his message box.
“Uh, yeah…? Who is that…?”
You can feel the subtle anxiety lurking in his voice.
It seems a bit chewy. At the same time, he seemed curious.
You must be wondering how I evaluate Ino-chan.
“There is such a person. I think I have a bit of a similar personality to the manager, but…”
“…Is there one or two people with the same personality as me…?”
“I don’t think it’s common. Tick-tick is similar.”
“…”
It’s shocking to see him keep his mouth shut.
I am worried about how I will live in this harsh world with such acting skills.
I continued by gently stroking the troubled Lenka’s upper thigh.
“Still, the manager is much better than him.”
“Dae, who the heck is that person?”
“Okay. Sorry.”
After the morning chatter, we went to the cafe.
Before changing her clothes, she puts her candy into her Lenka’s mouth, and her face turns red, and she changes into her uniform and comes out…
It was an ordinary day like any other.
Until then… No, that’s what I thought until morning.
“Thank you, goodbye.”
Inside the cafe, which was very busy before lunchtime.
After welcoming and sending out several customers, I was about to send Lenka to her gyudon shop first.
At that time,
“Why are you here? Is there quite a distance from the restaurant we want to go to?”
“A blog I often read says that the Chocolate Chip Frappuccino here is really good.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Huh. Misaki really likes things with chocolate chips in them.”
“Yes, but I…”
“Know. Yukino, do you like strawberry latte? It was also delicious.”
“Really?”
“Is that so? Don’t you believe me?”
I could hear the conversation of the customers who entered the cafe.
‘Uh?’
And I couldn’t help but prick up my ears.
It was because one person’s voice was very familiar.
At the same time, there was a strong lemon scent.
Every time I smell a vague, floating cloud-like smell, I feel dizzy when the thick scent enters my nostrils.
Turning my head and looking toward the door, I saw a familiar face at the head of six men and women my age.
Bright blonde hair and big eyes.
And in the center of it, the round and bright eyes, the same color as the hair,
A feeling like a little devil and a tomboy that you can’t hide,
Lastly, even the mischievous laugh that shows no malice…
‘It’s Hiyori.’
The Hiyori I knew was certain.
Wasn’t it just yesterday that I wished we could meet at a cafe sometime?
I never thought that thought would come true… I recently went to a shrine and bowed once. Did the gods grant my wish? I am dumbfounded.
Tokiaka… Maybe it’s not a shit game.
Hiyori, who had her friends seated in a corner as if leading elementary school students, approached the counter after admonishing her party not to make noise as it was a public place.
Seeing that she came straight to this place without consulting, it seemed like she knew all of her friends’ favorite dishes.
Come to think of it, it was the first time I had a conversation with Hiyori after I came to Tokiaka.
The timing is very out of the blue, but… There was an omen, so don’t panic and greet it well.
I saw it from a distance the other day… Today I have to picture that tomboyish face perfectly in my head.
Thinking that, I smiled at Hiyori, who approached me with a smirk on her face.
“Welcome, would you like to order?”
