Stealing Spree



When the time came for us to leave the room, Maaya couldn’t help but keep pounding my shoulder with her tiny fist. That’s her little adorable protest from the new experience I gave her. Even at this moment, she’s probably still feeling the tingling sensation of my hand and mouth running along her pair of delicate hills.

I offered her to do the same to me but the girl just became more flustered while chanting, “As if I could do that to you... I’m too innocent for it!”

Well, it wouldn’t be the same experience, after all. Nonetheless, if it was the other girls, they’d surely use that chance to keep drawing out unusual expressions and reactions from me.

I guess she’s really too innocent for it.

“That’s just the start. I’ll make sure to guide you through it step by step. Of course, only if you’re ready. It’s best if you remember that when it comes to that kind of thing, my desire for you was already running rampant. I’m that kind of pervert, after all.”

Patting her head and hugging her tightly once more, I shamelessly whispered that to her. Rather than make her believe that I wasn’t thinking about those things, informing her about it would be the better option. That way, she could think about it first before jumping in headfirst.

It's that kind of approach that I should do for her. And upon further consideration, it should also be the same for Marika and Misaki. However, the former already experienced more than what I let Maaya experience last night.

Uh. For clarification. It’s not that much different. Just that, Marika already saw and felt what I was packing down there. She reached for it herself.

Her innocence was already a little bit more tainted than the other two.

“... I know. And if I’m being honest, it felt good, Ruki. I have tried touching myself there while thinking of you but... it’s not the same sensation.” As she settled down in my embrace, Maaya eventually responded with that.

I don’t know if she blurted that out unconsciously or she just got taken in by the flow of our conversation but that’s pretty much confessing one of her best-kept secrets, right? She’s thinking of me when touching herself... For a guy, that’s an honor even if she’s already considered my girl.

Before she realized what she just said, my lips curved up into a teasing smile, “Girl, you’re thinking of me while touching yourself? Talk about being lewd.”

As I expected, her face immediately turned hot steam dispersed from her head. While pouting, she buried her face in my chest and shouted, “Forget I said that!”

“Nope. I’ll remember that even in my dreams.”

“I hate you, Ruki.”

“I know you do. But you also love me so... I can ignore that one.”

Despite her continued protest, I never once let go of her. Well, with my understanding of her character, I could already tease her any time I want. But timing it for this kind of moment would always yield the best result.

Due to that, it took another five minutes before I calmed her down. Together, we made our way upstairs to the Literature Club.

Meeting Kana, Rae, and Rumi didn’t really faze the girl. Since she was already expecting to meet them by coming along with me, the girl maintained her usual graceful demeanor befitting her status as the heiress of the Itou Family as well as the meticulous hotel manager that always strives to do better.

Although she’s probably shocked at how far my claws have reached by getting two third-year girls from the same club, she didn’t show it on her face and acted normally around them.

Among the three or four, if I included Hana who was just moping in her corner, Kana was the one who was most proactive in talking to Maaya.

While she’s still in a celebratory mood for the result of that novel contest as well as the certain possibility of getting it published, she’s already starting to take notes for ideas she could incorporate for a sequel or the second volume of her story.

She might even create a character closely resembling Maaya and let it move in her novel world.

Fortunately, Maaya didn’t get weirded out by her. I mean, my Kana was mostly adorable despite her inherent shyness. No one would find her annoying or weird. If there’s ever one, I would see to it that he or she would change their mind.

Otsuka-senpai wasn’t present in the clubroom though. From what I heard, she got dragged by her classmates to cheer for someone from their class.

“I’m surprised you’re not standing up and confronting her. Won’t you declare to her that you’re going to steal me?”

While Maaya was busy dealing with the other three, I walked over to Hana. There’s an amused smile on her lips but she seemed content just watching from where she is.

Well, she could also be acting like this to draw my attention. That would be on me for taking the bait.

In any case, nothing changed with how I’m seeing her anyway. I’m already in love with her. If I find a window of opportunity to jab and try to break her stubbornness, I’d take it. But of course, I had to exercise restraint so that it wouldn’t be too obvious that I’m not seeing her differently from the others.

“She already knew about it. I earned a glare from her when you entered. Do you think my deeds during the first day haven't reached her ears yet? Think again.” Hana dismissively answered before taking a sidelong glance to their side.

“I see. Then, are you going to stay in this corner forever? We’ll be leaving soon.”

“Are you inviting me to accompany you?”

“No. It depends on whether you want to go with us or not. I’m not extending you a hand. But you know me, I can’t bear to see you moping like this. Did you and Nami clash again while I’m not looking?”

Knowing how hard they butt heads against each other when it comes to me, it wouldn’t surprise me if I heard them confronting each other over nothing.

And with this girl becoming aware that the girls aren’t pushovers that she could disregard, I was also expecting her to act like she just lost a battle once in a while. Just like this time.

“Why will I waste time clashing with her? She can snarl at me all she wants and block my path. I don’t have time for it.”

“Oh. So that’s what happened, huh? I guess I should start mediating between the two of you. You both have the same personality, after all.”

“My hands are already full with Chizuru and Hifumi. Stop adding a headache for me or I’m going to need your hug every time I see you.”

Ah. Right. After that visit to her house where we had dinner together, the two girls became relentless at making her admit to their friendship. Given that they already inherited my stubbornness, the only escape for this girl was to accept it.

“Alright. If that’s all you need to get along with the others, I’ll hug you anytime.”

“This guy... You’re going to make them jealous!”

Since when was she this considerate of their thoughts? Is this character development I see? Possibly.

But then again, this is Hana we’re talking about. She’s the type to keep everything to herself and only relies on me to release her stress. She’s probably just avoiding conflict with the girls in the club for hogging me to herself.

Or if not that, she didn’t have the energy to do so.

But will that bar me from doing things I can only do for her? Hell no.

“So what? I’ll just do the same for them. And better. You don’t have to worry about it.”

Upon saying that, I squatted a little to level my body in front of her before opening my arms.

Despite her words and the reluctance laced in them, it only took a moment for Hana to quickly jump into my embrace, conveying the longing she was bottling up for me.

Little by little I carried her up while supporting her whole body. By the time her legs wrapped to my back as she clung to me like the certain silver-haired koala, Kana, Maaya, Rae, and Rumi were already looking at us.

All of them were shaking their heads with varying degrees of jealousy at what they were witnessing. Well, it’s now up to me to satisfy all of them too.

The first one to voice out their thoughts was none other than our diligent Club President, “Ruki, are you forgetting something? No flirting during club hours.”

Or so she said. Because at the next moment, she started making their way to me. She couldn’t wait for a second longer. My Rumi is also growing bolder by the day.