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How To Ruin A Love Comedy 366

Chapter 366 – Face to Face

“Junior, don’t you plan on participating in the National Sports Festival?”

A question from Chinami, who was holding a basket containing the uniforms worn by the members.
I answered, taking her basket from her.

“I don’t have anything in particular.”

“Why?”

“I have no intention of making a living from kendo, so I thought it would be a nuisance if I participated in such a big competition. “I think it’s better to give other people a chance.”

“Uhm…!”

When Chinami let out a gasp and was about to say something,

“You’re funny. “I just don’t have the motivation.”

Lenka’s clear voice came from behind her.

“Friend, you shouldn’t make speculative comments like that. “It’s very rude.”

“I was just telling the truth.”

“Uh-huh…!”

“I’ll go.”

It seemed like Chinami was about to reprimand her, and Renka, who stuck out her tongue at me with a sour expression, walked away from us.
Chinami looked at her back and sighed as if she couldn’t stop her, but it was filled with affection.

“Going back, I think what you said is a very considerate answer. However, since most of the men’s club members are learning kendo as a hobby like you, and there are other juniors who look up to you, why not participate in this competition?”

“There is a junior who looks up to me?”

“Sure. Last week, when we were sparring at the top, there were juniors whose eyes lit up. In fact, there were some people who asked me questions.”

“Is it so? “Are you a woman?”

“There were a lot of women, but does that matter?”

Very important. It’s a question of motivation.

“It was a mistake. I won’t be participating in the competition. “It would be better to hire a friend who is more passionate about kendo than me.”

“Are you saying you have no passion for kendo?”

“I thought it was time for a little rest.”

“Hmm… You definitely worked hard in your first year.”

At some point, Renka, who was behind Chinami, snorted and retorted.

“What kind of rest is rest when you’ve never done it properly? “China, you’re too close to her.”

“Huh!? When did you come…!”

“Just now.”

“Are you bored?”

“Si, I’m bored. Who says I’m bored…!”

Chinami hit the nail on the head.
Anyone can see that they are wandering around here because they have nothing to do.
Well, it looks like the members are taking it easy today.
Because the weather outside is too hot.

“The National Sports Festival is just around the corner, but I think the manager is complacent.”

When I told her that I had put all her uniforms in the washing machine and poured detergent into them, Lenka raised her voice with an angry look on her face.

“Do not be ridiculous…! There’s still some time left until the National Sports Festival, right? “Why are you making such a fuss about what you think…!”

“The manager also interpreted what I said just now in his own way.”

“…”

Lenka’s mouth curled completely inward, as if she was remembering her own ticking behavior just now.
I asked, thinking that his embarrassed expression was very unusual.

“You have nothing to say, right?”

“No…? I am…”

“You were just telling the truth?”

“… Yes.”

Lenka shows the standard of romance when I do it, and adultery when other people do it.
Normally, that kind of attitude would be frowned upon, but since Lenka doesn’t act shamelessly and shows all her emotions on her face, it just looks cute.

“Hehe… It’s nice to see that the relationship between you two seems to be getting closer as time goes by. “I’ll bring the peach syrup I left in the refrigerator in the break room, and we can drink some cool peach tea together.”

Chinami started her washing machine and headed towards the break room.
Did you not feel like having to drink the very sweet peach tea again that you had yesterday?
Or was it because he was worried about what would happen if he were alone with me?
Lenka cleared her throat a few times and pointed outside her laundry room.

“I’m going to go teach the members now.”

“Don’t you drink peach tea?”

“I ate it yesterday… So I got bitten.”

“Then you can say you don’t want to eat it.”

“Oh, it’s noisy. Goes.”

“Save some time this weekend.”

Lenka flinched as she tried to get out, shaking her head and shaking her long ponytail.

“… Why? “What are you trying to do…?”

“I just didn’t like your attitude, so I’m going to punish you.”

“What punishment…! “You’re going to do that…!”

“What about that? “A plug?”

“That’s right…! “I said I wouldn’t do it even if I died, so I woke up from my dream…!”

“Okay, so please set aside some time. “Don’t go out and eat the peach tea that Master brings.”

“Does that mean you won’t do it? Or are you saying you will?”

“Does it matter?”

“It’s so important…! “Don’t think about changing words and answer straight.”

“I’m just going to decide based on the situation.”

“Why did you decide that! “It’s up to me to decide…!”

So what did you just ask about my intentions?
As I was about to say this to Lenka, who had already shown her slave nature, I thought I should give her a try while having foreplay on the weekend without her knowing, and just in time, I greeted Chinami, who came with her peach and fruit paper cup and ice.

**

“Now, these are senior clothes.”

Hiyori holds out her clothes, still folded.
As I took it, I pressed my nose against her clothes and sucked in her breath as the scent of her fabric softener, which I often smelled from her, came to me.

“Why are you smelling it?”

“I wanted to check if it was washed well.”

“You can smell me, right?”

“Uh. “It smells good.”

One corner of Hiyori’s mouth quirked up.
He seemed to be in a good mood due to the casual compliment.

“Shall I send it to you with fabric softener?”

“There’s no need to do that.”

“Why?”

“Because my fabric softener is good too.”

“It’s better if you use two good things. “I get sick of using the same fabric softener every day.”

“Don’t you always use the same thing?”

“It’s not?”

“Is that so? “Did you bring a proper change of clothes?”

“Here you go.”

Hiyori held up a regular-sized shopping bag in her own hands.
It means to see. When I looked inside without even thinking about it, I flinched.
This was because Hiyori’s underwear was at the top of the shopping bag.

A basic underwear set with a brand mark engraved on the bottom line of the bra and the waist line of the panties.
However, the color was very orange and stood out.
I asked, taking my eyes off the shopping bag with a bewildered expression.

“Why are you putting your underwear on top? “Isn’t it usually hidden inside?”

“Is it okay that you won’t be able to see it unless you deliberately peek?”

“What can’t you see? If you put your arm down, you can see everything from above. “You really came like this?”

“Yes.”

“Taking the subway?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever thought about attaching tape or something to the entrance of the shopping bag?”

“I don’t know that.”

Taaaaak-!

As soon as I heard the irresponsible answer, I hit Hiyori’s broad forehead with a chestnut, and she screamed! She made a noise and covered the area where she had been hit with her hand.

“Ah, why are you hitting me…!”

“I hit you because you deserve it. “Are you sick?”

“Of course it hurts…! “Didn’t you hear me?”

“I’m glad that’s the case. Please be careful.”

“I didn’t want to listen to them because they resorted to violence.”

“Come here.”

She took a step closer to me with her mouth sticking out of her mouth.
I removed the hand that was clinging to her forehead and gently pressed it with my hand.
Then, seeing Hiyori’s still sullen expression, he grabbed her head and shook her back and forth loudly.

Her small face follows the direction I apply force.
It’s pretty and funny how she completely surrenders herself to my hands, but still looks at me with her eyes.
After shaking Hiyori’s head several times, I took her shopping bag and left it in the living room.

“Now let’s stretch.”

“I’m just giving an alarm, so let’s just go, right?”

“Stop acting like a frog and listen to me. “Your body is so stiff that stretching is essential.”

“How do I know if my body is stiff or not?”

“You’ll know it when you see it.”

“Isn’t it?”

“It’s not that it’s not, it’s true. “Stand facing each other and follow along.”

Hiyori stood in front of me, grumbling as if she was not convinced by her firm voice.
Then she suddenly started moving her waist crosswise.

Up and down and left and right.
I asked as I watched her blinking as she bounced her silence followed so vigorously that anyone could tell it was intentional.

“What are you doing?”

“Stretching. “It’s flexible, right?”

“Are you seriously asking?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t do that, lower your upper body and lower your arms. “Her legs close together.”

“You want to test your flexibility? Like this?”

Hiyori obediently folds her own back.
Her fingertips barely extend beyond half of her shins, which looks quite unfortunate.
I answered yes and went to Hiyori, placed my hand on her back and pressed it with my strength.

“Ah…!”

At the same time, the short scream that came out of her mouth changed into the cries of someone who was on the verge of death as her upper body went down to the floor.

“AA AA AA!!! It hurts!! Senior!! Sick!! “I’m in pain…!!”

Hiyori’s voice gets louder as the muscles from her calves to her thighs tighten.
I found Hiyori’s struggle to alleviate her pain by spreading her feet to the sides quite amusing, and I relaxed my grip on her back.
Then, as if a spring had made her bounce, she suddenly raised her upper body and looked at me with resentful eyes.

“What are you doing really…!! If this is going to happen, why don’t you just ask her to spread her legs to the limit!”

Spread your legs? This is a very lame line.
I’ll have to try that for my next stretch.

“It’s stiff. Develop some flexibility.”

“Isn’t it okay to exercise as long as there are no problems?”

This is because there is a risk of problems when we use various positions.
After swallowing those words, I somehow finished stretching with Hiyori complaining while touching the back of her thighs.

It was time to go out the front door with her and raise the alarm in earnest.

“Huh? Matsuda-kun?”

Miyuki’s voice, who should have been eating out with her family today, caught my ear.

When she turned her head in the direction from which she heard the sound, she saw Miyuki, dressed in a simple white short-sleeved t-shirt, a long skirt, and flip-flops, approaching Hiyori with a puzzled look on her face.

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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