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How to Ruin a Love Comedy 296

Chapter 296 – Soft, Soft, Hot

Smart.

I knocked on the solid wood and opened the door when I heard a kind voice from inside telling me to come in.
As soon as you step in, the smell of medicine hits you… For some reason, you can feel it.

“Where did you come because you were sick?”

Teacher Ho, who was sitting in a round chair, looked at me and asked me such a question.
Her voluptuous breasts, which cannot be hidden even with a white gown and a blouse underneath, are still the same.

“Huh? Is it you?”

She was a nurse who seemed to recognize me, but her expression was calm.
I want to paint over that grave face with pleasure, which shows no sign of welcome or dislike.

“Hello.”

“Hi. Long time no see. Are there any bad places?”

“I didn’t come because I was sick, I just came to say hello.”

“Why?”

No need to… Since this body personally came, I should at least pretend to be happy.
I’ll charge 1 penalty point. When 5 points are filled, I will make you a lustful female.
Come to think of it, even when you recognized me, you only used the title you, do you remember the name?

Placing a vitamin drink on Mr. Ho’s well-appointed desk, I punched her before she could say anything.

“I owe a lot to you last year… I want to give you at least this.”

Then, a faint smile appeared on the teacher’s face.
Did you think it was not polite to refuse sincerity?
Raising a glass bottle of her drink, she conveyed her thanks.

“Thank you, I will eat well.”

If I showed my selfishness on my face, you would never have accepted it, right?
If Mr. Ho was the heroine, how difficult would the attack be?
Swallowing such curiosity, I smiled.

“Yes. I’ll just go.”

I was about to leave the infirmary with my head bowed like that,

“Goodbye, Matsuda.”

The nurse’s friendly voice came from behind.
You remembered the name.
Well, it must be strange that he didn’t know since he had such an accident.

After leaving the infirmary, I passed by the first grade hallway, saw the bulletin board, and stopped.
Promotional posters for the club are attached to each other.
Have you already made it? I don’t know if I should say that students who are full of enthusiasm are good to see.

Starting with sports clubs such as soccer, baseball, volleyball, basketball, judo, boxing, and archery, there are posters for art clubs such as light music, brass band, and art clubs.
The design with various senses is impressive.

But why did you put it on already? Does this mean freshmen come and look at the classrooms they will attend?
The kendo department… Doesn’t seem to be there yet.

I looked around the bulletin board and was about to move on, but I stopped when I saw something pink in one corner, hidden by another poster.
I thought the color was somehow like a peach, so I peeked at the poster attached to it.

‘Her…’

I found a promotional poster for the kendo club with several peach characters drawn along with the short phrase [If you come to visit the kendo club, we will provide you with delicious peaches!].
It has such a strong personality that anyone can tell that it was made by Chinami.

It was hidden so I couldn’t see it. But what is the point of providing peaches to the kendo club?
I don’t think it’s too irrelevant.

In the center of the poster, Lenka could be seen wearing a face mask while participating in the match, and at the bottom, there was a list of competitions and prizes she had participated in.

There was a brief and interesting explanation about the martial art of kendo, so it was quite a splash, but it was a poster that did not deviate from the purpose of publicity.
Chinami wrapped her hair in her own way. It’s unique.

However, other members of the club covered up the promotional materials that Chinami had painstakingly made.
That’s really, really, really, really disgusting.
If Chinami saw this, she would be hurt.

I pursed my lips and looked around.
After confirming that no one was there, he removed the posters of the judo and basketball clubs that had covered Chinami’s posters and crumpled them into her pockets.

It’s a popular club even if they don’t do publicity, but they do rude things to keep Chinami’s unique poster in check… I don’t get angry if I don’t take revenge.

From now on, I will come every day and erase only the posters of the judo and basketball teams.
In addition to this, if another club covers the kendo club’s poster, that club’s poster should also be added to the revenge target.
I smiled at the Chinami poster, which I could finally see, and left.

**

“Will everyone pay attention?”

Lunch hour.
Standing in front of the desk, Miyuki gathered the attention of the raucous students, and the classroom quickly fell silent.

“Thank you. An official notice has been sent down asking not to damage the club promotion poster on the bulletin board in the first year hallway. I don’t believe there will be anyone like that in my class, but I’m talking about it because it’s a message.”

The moment I heard Miyuki’s words that followed, I couldn’t help but be startled.
It’s only been 3 hours since I took it off, but during that time, I received a report and issued an official letter?
The work of the student council is very fast.

Miyuki, who returned to her seat after telling me the message, stabbed me in the side.
Then he quietly called me.

“Matsuda-kun.”

“Ok?”

“Did you understand?”

“What.”

“Not to damage the poster.”

“Why are you talking only to me? I think I might have had an accident?”

An arc formed in Miyuki’s eyes.
Apparently, when I was talking at the lecture table, I saw my body flinch.
It seems that I also read the slight stinginess hidden in the calm expression I am making now.

Swoop.

Contemplating what to do, I licked my lips when Miyuki held out two crumpled posters.
I threw it in the trash as soon as I entered the classroom, but Miyuki must have found it by accident.
Realizing that there was no point in lying anymore, I readily confessed.

“Because the kendo club poster was covered by that poster.”

“But what if the other posters are removed? You can tell me or the other student council. Then, instead of an official letter not to damage the poster, I would have written an official letter not to cover it up…”

Miyuki’s voice gradually became more severe.
I think he was angry with me for not being able to handle things like a gentleman… Of course.

“Sorry. I’m angry that Nanase-senpai’s diligent work was overshadowed by splitting up his time.”

I gently lowered my head to apologize, and Miyuki let out a helpless laugh.

“I understand. But in the future, shall we think a little more mildly? This can be happen?”

“Uh.”

“You’ve done well so far, so let’s see. Covering the posters of other clubs is obviously wrong, so I’ll deliver them to each club by the end of the day. So, don’t take it off again.”

“I told you not to cover it, but what if you cover it?”

“Then, don’t just crumple it like today, take it off carefully and stick it to the side. Tell me after that Understand?”

I was going to tear it apart, but Miyuki prevented it in advance.
Well, it was an immature act that Miyuki would hate.
In the past, I would have been angry.

Even so, the reason why they only give verbal warnings that don’t sound like warnings is because there are extra posters in the judo and basketball teams, but the reason must be that they really like me a lot more than that.

“I get it.”

“Huh.”

Satisfied with my answer, Miyuki stroked his thigh.
Long, slender fingers gently sweeping up the winter uniform pants.
From there, feeling the tickling sensation rising up from there, I stretched out his lower body and spent more time listening to Miyuki’s soft admonitions.

**

“Brother! How about this!?”

Chinami shows the poster she made in front of me.
Voila! The way he holds out his hands while doing so is so cute I’m dying.
I’ve already seen the poster, but I’m going to pretend I didn’t know here.

“Did you come out today?”

“Yes!”

“How many are there?”

“At first, I only made about 5 copies. I also put it on the bulletin board in the first grade hallway.”

“You made too little?”

“Think of it as a sample for now. I want to make an official poster with my juniors.”

“Can we make the poster just the two of us?”

“The director said that the poster should have strong influence from the manager. Of course, I will ask for the opinions of others, but I think it would be better for the two of us to think about it for now.”

“Is that so? Then can I see you for a minute?”

“Of course. I would like to ask for your evaluation.”

After answering that I knew, I took a poster from Chinami and looked at it carefully.
I thought about it when I saw it earlier, but even looking at it objectively, it was well made.

“It’s unusual, but I don’t think it deviated from the purpose of publicity at all. Well made.”

“If you say so, there is no time left. Thank you, junior.”

“No. But here… There’s a part where they offer peaches when you come to look around, right? Are you going to serve each peach?”

“Of course. You can’t break a promise. I brought a frozen peach today and put it in the refrigerator in the break room.”

“… Is it so?”

“Yes. Do you think it’s good to take it off?”

“No. I think it’s okay because it’s unique.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Whoa… Hearing those words makes me more motivated. Instead, let’s think about ideas together in a quiet place.”

She grabbed my wrist and dragged her into the rather large drying room.
Spreading her pre-laid blanket on the floor, she sat down on her knees and slammed across from her.

“Come on, sit down. Let’s put her heads together.”

Fed up with Chinami’s passionate appearance, I sat down in front of her.
Then Chinami set her poster aside between herself and me,

Bean.

I put her own forehead to her mine.
Then, without a chance to surprise me, I gently closed my eyes, crossed her arms, and let out a sigh as if I was in trouble.

“Um…! Any ideas?”

It is both funny and cute to accept the idiomatic expression of putting heads together.
I replied, bursting with laughter at her erratic behavior.

“Well… I don’t know about this kind of thing at all… I think the poster looks good now.”

“Hmm… There is still time left for freshmen to enter, so it’s good to think about it slowly.”

“I will.”

After a quick nod, I grabbed Chinami’s silence followed and pulled her forward.

“What…!?”

Then, the center of the blanket that was flat on the floor was folded, and Chinami approached me right in front of me.
I said, sniffing the sweet scent of peaches that pierced her nostrils and holding her slim waist.

“It’s okay to think about the poster slowly, so will it be like this now?”

“Yeah, but I have at least one idea for today… Ah…! Oh! It tickles…”

Every time I apply strength to her fingertips, I feel her strength draining away from Chinami’s trembling body.
As her eyes began to open, I pressed her waist as if massaging her as she let out a hot snort.

“Whoa…”

He brought her hands to her ribs and her armpits, letting out her languid breath.

“Meat…!?”

At the same time, Chinami’s body swayed wildly.
Taking advantage of that gap, I placed her on top of her thighs, putting her arms full of her strength.

“Sickle…! Huh, junior…! If anyone comes in…”

I patted the back of her Chinami’s neck as she glanced at the drying room door with her anxious eyes, and I reassured her by slowly rocking her body back and forth as if on a swing.

“It’s okay because the door is locked.”

“Nee…? When…”

“I locked it when I came in.”

“Aha… I see…”

“Are you convinced?”

“Yeah… Ah… Butt…”

“Why? No, I do not want?”

“Ah, no… I was just about to get pulled over there… I was going to ask you to give me a massage…”

One of Chinami’s attractive points is that she is quick to convince herself when faced with a strange situation like now.

“However…”

“However?”

“Your junior’s bottom… Seems to be getting hard…”

It’s a bonus to say unflattering things with your own innocent tone.
I said, giving her a sullen smile at her, indirectly mentioning her groin where her blood was rushing.

“It’s because there’s something wrong with her muscles.”

“Um, gee… It’s a big deal… How should I solve it…?”

“It gets better naturally.”

“Aha… Ah…? It’s difficult if you put your hand inside…”

“I’ll put in a little.”

“Well, if so… I see…”

Chinami’s crotch clung to my stomach as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
Evidence that you are properly excited.
Feeling her body temperature rising in real time, I caressed her Chinami, estimating how far I could go from here and now.

How To Ruin A Love Comedy

How To Ruin A Love Comedy

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
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