Stealing Spree

Ten minutes later, despite looking uncomfortable, the guy never uttered anything regarding our relationship. Most likely, he either didn’t peek or he was afraid to be hit by the truth.

Ishida-senpai wouldn’t deny it if he asked. Moreover, I would even reinforce that. If that happened, his cheeks would be so swollen from multiple slaps of truth that he would wish not to know about.

That’s why steering the conversation away from that saved him from further humiliation.

However, that only lasts as long as that duration. The girl had already lost interest in their topic and ended it upon downing her glass of juice.

“I think that’s all, right? Let’s continue this talk in school. I still have some business with Onoda-kun here.” Ishida-senpai said in a rather dismissive tone, making the guy almost choke from swallowing back his next words.

He looked like he still wanted to continue and steer it more to make her comfortable enough to talk about other topics. Perhaps, more personal topics such as… mending their previous ‘friendly’ relationship before everything went down in the club.

Unfortunately for him, Ishida-senpai’s mind was already occupied by something else.

Yep… Even if she was facing him in a conversation, I gradually stole her attention by sitting close to her and sneakily holding her hand outside of the guy’s line of sight, playing with it as much as I could.

At the moment, I was already clasping it tightly, our fingers intertwined.

She would occasionally turn to me to tell me off by only glaring at me. However, that’s not really effective.

Whether Kenji noticed that or not, I had no idea. But the guy pointed out that I was too close to Ishida-senpai a few times.

It’s ineffective. Instead of having me put a distance, Ishida-senpai voiced it out that I remain close to her else she didn’t know whether I would be lost wandering in her house.

That’s a blatant excuse, of course. I played along with her and obediently pressed closer to the point that I could rest my head on her shoulder easily and sniff her wonderful scent.

And seeing that made Kenji’s face turn ugly. Too bad for him, he couldn’t raise his voice at all.

For one, this isn’t his house. And two, he’s trying to impress Ishida-senpai again. If he did something that would sour her mood, all his chances would be doomed.

Not that he had any, to begin with.

Actually, I was thinking of possible ways to kick him out of the house but Ishida-senpai beat me to it.

With the girl’s declaration that she still had business with me, it would take a thicker face for him to say that he’s going to stay regardless.

The guy stood up awkwardly and alternately looked at us. After doing that for several breaths, he closed his eyes and exhaled before saying, “I… I see. I’ll see you on Monday, Rumi.”

He then started walking out of the living room. As the host, Ishida-senpai also stood up to see him off, leaving me behind in the living.

I was still acting obedient so I didn’t follow her.

But because of how silent this house is, I managed to hear their conversation right at the front door.

“Rumi, don’t tell me you’re also…”

“Also what?”

“No… Never mind.”

“Is that so? Take care then.”

The pathetic guy tried to ask her but in the end, he still failed to finish his words.

Given that it’s so easy to guess what he meant by that, Ishida-senpai’s response to him became lukewarm. It’s as though she couldn’t wait to send him away.

And when I thought that was over, I heard Ishida-senpai’s voice again,

“Oh. Right, Kenji. Can you not come here unannounced? I don’t know how you find out my address but I’m not fond of having someone come over for a visit. Consider this the only time I will let you in when I haven’t invited you.”

“… I’m sorry. But what about that guy?”

“I invited him. How many times do I have to repeat that? You’re not part of the club anymore so… there’s no further business for us to talk to each other. I still see you as a friend so… don’t make me rethink that. Whatever happened to us before, I had long thrown that away. Sorry but that’s all a mistake.”

Ishida-senpai could also be this harsh, huh? All of that just meant one thing, ‘Don’t get your hopes up.’

I mean, she could really be angry for the guy showing up unannounced but she didn’t do that. She even invited him in and talked to him as a classmate and friend.

That’s how kind she was… But like she said, it’s already over.

Perhaps if I continued to ignore her attempts to appeal to me, she would probably consider him.

It’s a lot better to get someone who’s desiring you than push yourself to someone who has no interest, after all.

I also couldn’t be so complacent just because I already kissed her and we already had a stronger bond than before. If I could steal Nami from Ogawa or Satsuki from Sakuma, there’s always the possibility that someone could steal a girl I hadn’t completely conquered yet from me.

I’m not an omnipotent being who can always be sure that everything will go my way. I’m still even worried that my girls might be stolen by someone else. The reason why I’m not thinking about that a lot is because my girls always assure me, in a not-so-obvious way, that it will not happen at all. And I trust them completely.

Anyway, less than a minute after hearing the closing of the door, Ishida-senpai returned to the living room.

As soon as her eyes caught me, she stopped holding back and immediately made her way to me.

Likewise, I immediately smiled at her and opened my arms to receive her.

“Shameless junior, can you… spoil me before you leave?” The girl said as soon as she entered my embrace, pushing all of her weight on me.

Having been in this situation many times over, my body naturally moved to make sure that she’d be put in a most comfortable position.

I didn’t put her on my lap. I just let her butt settle down next to me before I momentarily raised my body off the couch to change my position.

I then lifted her legs on the couch, letting her stretch it out before slowly pushing her body down to let her lie on it.

And since I didn’t let go of her, my body soon followed her, lying at her side.

In a way, I somehow caged her between the backrest of the couch and my body.

“What do you think, senpai? Will this be enough to spoil you?” I asked the girl as soon as we came face to face with only a few centimeters of the distance between our heads.

“… It’s not what I’m expecting but. I like this better, shameless junior. Make sure not to fall.”

“With you hugging me tightly, there’s no way I will.”

“Yeah, right. There goes your tongue.”

Ishida-senpai rolled her eyes and tried to avert her gaze. However, before she could do so, I pushed my face closer, taking her lips for a swift kiss.

While her face gradually got the same red color as earlier, I replied, “I’m only stating the truth, senpai…”

Whether she’s affected by what she said to Kenji or not, I had no idea. But judging from how comfortable she was in my arms, I guess that guy’s irrelevant now. Furthermore, what occupied my mind was to fulfill her request. To spoil her.

Now that I think about it, am I still on the stage of courting her? Looks like we once again jumped a few steps.

Well, as long as she’s happy. Right?

And just like this, for the next thirty minutes or so… I spoiled the girl by laying down next to her like this and sharing a kiss whenever we felt like it.

Ah. We also talked about the club, of course. But that’s only for the tenth of the time we spent together. We’re mostly silent, feeling each other’s warmth and listening to our overlapping heartbeats.

It’s comfortable. And while she asked to be spoiled, it felt like I was the one who got spoiled instead. I got to relax my slightly exhausted body.

Perhaps that was her true aim. After seeing my eyebags and even giving me a jar of expensive tea leaves, she also got me to relax with her.