Chapter 288 – Conceited, Conceited
On the day of the competition, early in the morning.
I went to the meeting place with the lunch box that Miyuki had prepared and found the director.
Lenka and Chinami were next to him as he looked at a piece of paper and said something.
All three of them have serious faces.
Are you looking at the brackets? Or is there someone who falls for something sudden?
If it was the latter, I went to them, hoping it would be Tetsuya, but when I felt a presence, Goro looked in my direction and said hello.
“Hello, director.”
“It’s been a while. How have you been?”
“Yes.”
“Did you practice kendo a lot?”
“I worked hard.”
“Good thing. Would you like to have a meeting too? Or do you want to take the bus?”
Maybe because she’s the same manager as Chinami, she’s giving her a choice.
“I will take the bus.”
“I get it.”
I was about to go to the bus after bowing my head to Goro, but Lenka grabbed me and pulled me away from the coach.
“Hey.”
“Why?”
“You didn’t practice hard enough.”
“How do you know if I worked hard or not?”
“What…? Yes, you…?”
Lenka is visibly taken aback by the naturally protruding half-length hair.
I secretly patted her butt and said with a smile.
“Just joke. What did you bring me here to say about practice?”
“… It’s not that… That… If you’re going to give me candy, I’ll ask for it later… After the tournament…”
I thought you were going to say something, but it turned out to be about candy.
He shows exceptional cuteness in the morning, so I need to take care of him a lot.
“Okay. When I get on the bus after the meeting, come near the back seat with Master.”
“Nope…? Why should I…”
“If you come, come. Before getting scolded.”
“No, how far…”
“Answer.”
“Ah, okay… I got it…!”
Enraged at her grumbling, Lenka huffed away from me.
I, who was watching her from the back, turned to her side as her thick arm suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
“How are you?”
A man with a somewhat ferocious expression is asking me how I am.
Who was this person?
I’m sure he was a senior who came out as captain at the last tournament… But I can’t recall his name.
“Matsuda? Why is he like this where are you sick?”
A suspicious question to me who is bruised.
If you act like you don’t know the name, you’ll be disappointed… How do you get out of this situation?
Shall we just say hello?
The moment he was rolling his head thinking,
“Yamazaki-senpai! The bishop is coming for a moment!”
A loud voice from a kendo club came from afar.
‘Oh right.’
Yamazaki… Yes, his last name was apparently Yamazaki.
A team of Mori, Ikeda, Yamazaki, and bugs.
The subs were Yoshida and Fujii.
“Hello, Yamazaki-senpai.”
In response to my paused greeting, Yamazaki looked me up and down with an absurd expression and said,
“What? Are you coming to your senses now? Let’s talk about it later I go.”
“Yes.”
After sending him off, I boarded the bus and found Tetsuya sitting in the front seat.
I can see his eyebrows wriggling as soon as he sees me as he was banging on his phone to see if he was messaging someone.
“I’m here?”
“Uh.”
His gaze scanned the lunchbox I was holding.
“Did Miyuki wrap it for you?”
“That’s right.”
I unwrapped the cloth in front of Tetsuya, took out the two upper boxes wrapped in another cloth, and handed them over to Tetsuya.
Not because he felt sorry for him, but because Miyuki told him to give it to Tetsuya.
The reason why Tetsuya insisted on mentioning the bento must be because Miyuki told Matsuda to get your share.
“If you finish, give it to me or keep it for yourself.”
“Ah Okay…”
Tetsuya wasn’t happy that Miyuki was taking care of him, he was feeling bad.
In the past, Miyuki would have given the bento to Tetsuya himself and told Matsuda to hand over some, but now the situation is completely reversed.
From his point of view, it must feel like he lost his childhood friend.
That childhood friend had no feelings for Tetsuya as a member of the opposite sex, so it would be absurd to say that he was taken away.
“Eat deliciously. I go back.”
“Uh? Oh yeah.”
“Fighting today.”
Leaving Tetsuya behind, I exchanged greetings with the women participating in the tournament, and I sat on the empty back seat.
I put the curtains on the window and lowered the backrest a little to get into a comfortable position, but Chinami climbed onto it shortly after.
I said as I waved her hand at her.
“Master, here you are.”
“Oh, you were there.”
“Sit over here.”
I patted Chinami on the window seat next to her, and her face turned red.
“Yes, four…! But… You have to move…”
“Here is space.”
“I-I know, but the space is very small…?”
“If it’s Master, you can go in.”
“Aha…! I see… Then…”
Chinami let out a small exclamation as if she didn’t know the truth, and thrust her own leg into the space between her knees.
Chinami whimpered while holding the head of the front seat so she wouldn’t touch my legs.
At the end of the twists and turns, Chinami, who sat down, said whoa! She let out a sigh of her doing.
“Good job.”
“Whoops… Thank you.”
It’s really cute how he wipes his forehead even though he’s not even sweating.
I asked as I looked down at her, her sincerity of her proud of her.
“But am I dirty?”
“Yes? Are you dirty?”
“I want you to try not to touch it as you pass by.”
“Uh, uh huh…! That was not to cause a nuisance, it was absolutely not the reason why her juniors were dirty…!”
“Is that so?”
“Of course…! To say such a thing, I can’t help but be disappointed… Oh…!?”
Chinami, who crumpled her eyebrows cutely, flinched at her words.
Because I put her hand on her thigh, where her crotch was attached.
Surprised by the sudden touch, her bright red lips moved around.
“Is your hair a little long?”
As if my gentle voice was good, Chinami made a small snort that was unique to me.
She nodded her head as she pulled her own side hair in front of her and twirled it around her fingers.
“Yes… Well, I have to cut it, but it’s annoying…”
“Why bother?”
“Because I lie down for a long time a day… Because when I am lying down, everything gets loose…”
“I deeply sympathize with you. But even if you don’t cut it, you’re pretty.”
“Neu!? Is that so…?”
You can see the blush on his cheeks extending to his ears.
Chinami is very shy… I want to hug her.
“By the way… Junior…”
“Yes.”
“It seems a little… Embarrassing here…”
“What?”
“Your hand is…”
“I’m giving you a massage. Is there anything embarrassing?”
“Aha… It was a massage… But even so…”
“Shall we stop?”
“Yes…”
Unlike her image, Chinami has a subtly assertive side to her.
It feels like the timid and timid Lenka and her position have been reversed without knowing it.
But she got along very well. The same goes for Lenka.
“All right.”
As she removed her hand from Chinami’s thigh, which began twisting her body, she was relieved and pulled out one of her plastic tubs from the plastic bag she had brought.
“Would you like a peach…?”
You brought it from home. Why didn’t you come out
It may not taste better than eating it in season, but how can you taste peaches in winter?
Let’s think good.
“I would really appreciate it if you could give me one.”
“I could give you two pieces…”
“Can’t you have three pieces?”
“Oh, okay. It could be four or five pieces.”
Our Chinami has a very kind heart.
Can there be such a good person in the world? I want to bite you
I smiled as I gently brushed her bangs with her fingertips.
“Then, eat peaches as part of a lunch box, and eat them as a snack.”
“A packed lunch?”
“Miyuki wrapped it.”
“Four…? I have great doubts whether Hanazawa and kouhai-nim can eat together the food that kouhai-nim prepared for kouhai-sama…”
“I told Master to eat with me.”
“Ah, then I’ll gladly eat it.”
She quickly returns with a clean face.
She looks at the contents of her lunchbox and raises her chopsticks with her admiringly, even clapping her seal.
“That… What should I do? I have something to say to Chinami…”
I heard Lenka’s voice from the front.
I heard Bona Mana and Tetsuya wag her tail to sit next to her.
It’s worth knowing.
“Sorry. Can you tell me later… When you get to the venue?”
Lenka, who kindly but firmly expressed her intention to reject Tetsuya, walked over to Chinami and me.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, I whispered to Chinami, who was trying to pick up the tofu sushi with chopsticks.
“Master, you know what?”
“No?”
“What if I say I don’t know without even hearing it?”
“Because there will be a story that I don’t know…?”
It comes out like that, so I can’t respond.
Well, considering the context of the question itself, Chinami is right.
“You have a manager.”
“Yes.”
“It was very pervert.”
“Yes, eh…?”
Chinami’s big eyes widened even more.
“I’ve been thinking dirty thoughts all the time.”
“Uh, can that be…?”
She opens her mouth now, and even covers it with her hand.
I was about to say more about her because she showed a very good reaction despite her sudden words, but Lenka approached us and twitched her forehead.
“What are you doing? Don’t curse at me.”
“I didn’t curse.”
Lenka, slightly annoyed, sat down next to her, as if she didn’t like my nonchalant attitude.
Then she gave me a chin and said.
“Change seats.”
“Why.”
“I’m going to talk strategy with Chinami.”
What about strategy…
As you can see, Chinami, who was sitting in her window seat, was covered by my body, and I couldn’t keep an eye on her properly, so I asked her to change.
“I don’t like it. You can still talk in this state. It doesn’t hurt that I listen to strategy discussions.”
“… Unlucky.”
“Thanks for the compliments. Do you want to eat tofu sushi?”
“Turn off… Hmm… I don’t like it.”
She refrains from swearing in front of innocent Chinami… It’s nice to see.
I was fed up with Lenka, who crossed her arms and turned her head away. I stroked her Chinami’s head and put my lips to her ear.
“What you just said is a joke.”
“Ah…! Okay…!”
Then Chinami, who placed her hand on her own chest and let out a sigh of relief, puffed out one of her cheeks.
“Brother…! You shouldn’t say mean things like that.”
“Sorry.”
“It would be better to tell your close friend the truth later and apologize. I believe that my disciple would.”
“All right.”
“Still, I’m glad you two became close enough to joke like that.”
Curious about the content of our conversation whispering right next to her, Lenka pushed her body toward her aisle.
And then he said it like a follower.
“Don’t curse at me?”
“You didn’t?”
“… Give me some tofu sushi too.”
“You say you don’t like it.”
“I have changed my mind. Give it up.”
“If you’re in a position to take, isn’t it right to ask politely?”
“Why do I have to ask you for a favor?”
“Why? Of course no…”
“Ahhh…! Noisy, give it to me…!”
Lenka cuts me off, expecting the word ‘slave’ to come out.
Seeing Chinami’s notice, she squinted her eyes and reached out to snatch my chopsticks from her, but when I, predicting her actions, raised her arm, she patted her lips regretfully.
The atmosphere is already good.
Is it because of Chinami? The surrounding air becomes soft.
The scent of peaches and blueberries is also fragrant… I already have a feeling that it will be a satisfying day.
