Stealing Spree

For a few minutes after I entered her room, the two of us soon talked about her return to school. Since tomorrow is Friday, Komoe told me that she decided to return to school on Monday.

Naturally, she asked me if I was serious about picking her up and escorting her to school. Even without admitting to it, it’s what tipped her over to be convinced by me.

With the prospect of gaining me as her friend that would shield her from being too paranoid about how her classmates would see her, the girl found that enough assurance.

And well, not to brag, but my improved physical appearance that she somehow grew fond of also made it possible. Although I had no idea if there would be another result if I came here pre-haircut, the effect of it certainly made my life both convenient and troublesome at the same time. It’s balanced if I must say.

Assuring her that I’m serious, even setting the time for when I will show up in front of their house, the girl pleasantly rejoiced. The girl then let go of my hand as she turned to the side, hugging my waist. She also dragged her head closer, burying her face in my abdomen.

Well, she probably forgot that I had different genitalia than her. The girl seemed not to care about placing her head on top of my bulge. Fortunately, I wasn’t in any way turned on at the moment.

I saw this as a job, after all. But like most guys, there’s no way I wouldn’t be conscious about it when her head was pressing on that part. Normally, one would start chanting not to get erect in this situation. But as a self-lauded pervert, I already have the ability to control it. At least, as long as she doesn’t move a lot, it’ll be fine.

I waited for a minute, hoping for her to let go by herself. However, the girl still stuck close to me.

“Uh, Komoe?” As I placed my hand on her head, I called out to the girl.

She heard me loud and clear. Yet, instead of answering me, the girl playfully moved her head a bit and continued breathing in my scent.

Now, this reminds me of a certain koala. No doubt, she would be the same if given the chance.

That aside, gauging this situation, I came up with a decision to just give this moment to her. While this could be what Fuyu pointed out a few nights ago, I saw no merit in making this girl feel rejected.

In place of that, reminding her would be apt.

“Alright, I’ll let you have it this time. But next time, it will be great if you treasure yourself better, Komoe. I’m still a guy, you know? It’s possible for me to take advantage of you if you let your guard down.”

A minute after I said that, the girl finally replied to me, she loosened her arms and returned to her original orientation, lying down on her back.

“Really? Coming from you Mr. Perfectly Considerate? With how kind you are, I doubt you’ll be the type to simply take advantage of a girl. You never even laid your hands on me other than my hair and hand. I believe I’m safe with you.”

Well, girl. If I tell you that I just took advantage of that 3rd year sheltered princess before coming here, will you still be able to say that?

If I blurted that out, she’d probably not believe me. If I had to guess, my image in her mind was like a gentlemanly Prince Charming that saved her while riding on a white horse.

“That’s flattering but I’m telling you this for your own sake.”

“Yes, yes, I understand.” The girl playfully answered before returning to hugging me.

Yeah, she doesn’t really understand. She’s too comfortable with me that it’s now eluding her mind. I guess I’ll just leave it until next time.

A few minutes later, Miura-senpai knocked on the door, bringing in the snacks with her. Naturally, Komoe quickly extracted herself from my lap before her older sister saw her occupying it.

She sat down on my side and awkwardly laughed when Miura-senpai asked her why she was like a wet duck.

Luckily for her, her sister didn’t probe further.

However, Miura-senpai didn’t leave the room like we expected. Interestingly enough, she sat down on my other side, turning this situation where I was sandwiched by both sisters.

A long-haired beauty on my right and a short-haired glasses beauty on my left.

For the next ten minutes, I watched the two bickered at each other and most of the time, I would be dragged into it. When Komoe clung to me, so did Miura-senpai.

But in this case, the older girl was probably just messing with her sister. She’s being too obvious, after all.

When the time came for me to leave, their mother tried inviting me for dinner. But this time, I politely declined.

It’s been what? Three nights already that I ate dinner twice. I felt like my time in the bathroom would become frequent from eating too much.

I just hope it won’t turn to fats though. Well, I was burning them every morning and night with different exercises so it’s fine.

“Handsome-kun, I know what you did there.” As she once again sent me to their gates, Miura-senpai said that before opening them for me.

Well, looking at her impish smile, she’s probably just trying to get a reaction from me. She had no idea what exactly happened.

Acting obliviously, I tilted my head in confusion, “What do you mean, senpai?”

“Come on, don’t be shy about it. You got Komoe running around your fingers. Without you, she’ll be a shut-in. And I say this with confidence and full trust in you. Please take care of that troublesome child.”

Contrary to my expectation, it’s not about getting a reaction from me, she’s praising me for my work and also being thankful for what I did.

“If I say it’s my job and I only did what I must, will that relieve you of this... great deal of gratitude?”

“Nope. There are people who do their job as is and there are the passionate ones who will do it in a way that people will call amazing. Although you’re not in either of those categories, I found your methods lovely. So, take this compliment and smile, Onoda-kun. You’re more handsome that way.” Miura-senpai chuckled and pressed on my shoulder. Before long, her fragrance assaulted my nose as her lips accurately landed on my cheek.

“Oops. Before you say anything, it’s a reward from me. This must be the last time you’re going to visit, am I right? So, let’s keep that a secret.”

“Senpai, you’re quite devious yourself. I’m grateful. I won’t make promises but if there’s a chance, I’ll visit again.” Even as an act, I put on a smile for her.

Upon hearing that, Miura-senpai nodded contentedly. She also muttered in an almost inaudible voice, “A pity.”

Whatever that meant, I acted as though I didn’t hear it. I left their neighborhood soon after, eager to go home at last.