CH 16.3

「Is it okay if I keep my underwear on?」

「Very well. I admit that sometimes it is more effective than being completely naked.」

Shizuka, staring fixedly in silence, stops Saki, who says yes and is about to happily take off her outer garments.

My brain councils have declared the adjournment of the court.

As expected these guys are no good, I have to dismiss them as soon as possible.

「Nee-sama?」

「… No, you must not. A girl must not let her lewd state recorded.」

The laptop on the desk is showing the image captured by the webcam.

I have more or less set it up at the request of Saki herself, but there is no sexual significance to it, none at all.

I’m not Seiichi, and I have no fetish of getting pleasure from showing it off either.

I do think that I would love to have it for my personal collection, though.

「No-tempo, I’d like to practice it please.」

Saki, holding the scabbard of her katana with both hands, appeals in a puppy-like manner.

Since she pestered me for it, I demonstrated no-tempo strike in boing touch manner, but she seemed to be very impressed by it and ended up having her training switch flipped on.

I do think that maybe it’s theoretically applicable with katana as well, but I doubt Me-Style No-Tempo will be of much use against monsters.

Since the build-up preliminary motions are omitted as much as possible, the blow actually doesn’t pack much power.

Moreover, it’s ultimately a one-on-one anti-personnel technique.

Saki’s so-called Nangou One Sword-style seems to also include Battōjutsu (sword drawing arts) in it, so I think polishing that one would be the wisest choice.

Like in the videos of a master who had mastered Iai, the moment they drew their katana was really unperceivable.

I could do nothing but laugh that even in slow playback, it simply looked as if the frames were skipped.

However, I think recording your own figure and analyzing it objectively will serve as good training.

Rather than single-mindedly following the history and tradition, I think making use of modern tools is also a valid option.

「I’m closing it.」

「Ah.」

With a slam, Shizuka shuts Saki’s laptop.

It is the defeat of civilization.

I’ve always admired POV sex videos and the likes, but Shizuka is one merciless personage.

When I avert my gaze away from Shizuka, who is giving me a fixed stare, my eyes meet the girl who is quietly sitting in the corner on the opposite bed.

「…..」

As if to hide behind the pillow she’s hugging, with a pomf, she buries her face into it.

If Saki is a puppy type, then this girl is like a small rodent.

Getting swept by the push of Saki’s, who was saying by all means, Shizuka and I ended up intruding upon Asagi-sou, but of course the roommate girl would also be there.

According to Interface, her name seems to be Yuki-chan.

I’ve heard that during the time she was possessed by the Onmoraki, as expected the roommate ended up running away from the room, but it seems that they were able to reconcile properly.

Or rather, she seems to have returned before I even noticed it.

When she steals a glance upward and realizes that I’m staring at her, with a pomf, she buries her face back into the pillow.

Well, since her roommate has brought in some unfamiliar guy to their room, I can understand that she’s unsure of what to do.

There are hardly any men as harmless as me, but it’s hard to tell through my appearance alone.

She must have made arrangements with Saki beforehand to act like she sees nothing.

I thought Saki was a naive girl on the same level as me, but to think she’d stage an exhibitionist play, she’s not one to be underestimated.

Maybe they have more guts than I do, both Shizuka and Saki are acting as though they are unaware of Yuki-chan.

They promptly start to take off their clothes and are raring to go.

As the two of them are cuddled up on the bed in their underwear, Shizuka gently touches and guides the shy and inexperienced Saki.

「Ahn… Nee, sama, that… that place is.」

Saki is wearing sex appeal-less underwear, a sports bra and simple panties, but the trembling coquetries she lets out with a blushed face is so cute.

She has a toned body with almost no fat on it.

In terms of stamina as well, I think she could stand to add a little more flesh on her, though.

Shizuka, whose fleshes of the boobs are almost spilling out of the cups, is showing off sexily cute, thin pink underwear on both the top and bottom.

Her body, which is squishy and soft-looking as opposed to Saki’s, looks like it’s very bad at exercise, but I think it’s erotic.

Watching their yuri-yuri-ish communication, my patience is also reaching its limit.

Taking off my clothes and becoming naked, I hang up the uniforms, along with the ones the two have taken off, on hangers.

It’d be troubling if they get wrinkled, after all.

As I do the tidy up with my penis throbbing and arching, I can sense a heated gaze being fixedly pointed at me from the opposite bed.

So this is the sensation of being ogled at, huh.

I can even sense a physical pressure.

When I try swinging the member up and down without moving my hips as a test, I hear 「Wow…」-like voice, but decide to ignore it

I feel as if I’ve come to a little understanding of Seiichi’s fetish of getting pleasure from exposing his own embarrassing appearance.

I try to do a moonwalk while making a side triceps pose.

Kuh, the scornful ogling gaze, which seems to be saying: what the heck is this guy doing?, is Next Generation-ing my pure heart.

Rather, when I try doing it, I’m swiftly and firmly apprehended by Shizuka-san.

「Being overly obsessed with the straight one may be not good, so I’m thinking of giving the curved one a try.」

「… Please tread the proper path.」

With my lifeline being grasped by Shizuka-san, I’m carried to the bed like a prize from a crane game.

It’s a shame, but let’s leave the exploration of various fetishes to Seiichi.

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The three person nyan-nyan with me taking on Shizuka and Saki at the same time did not turn out to be as acrobatic as I had initially feared.

Specifically speaking, Saki wound up surrendering early on.

Perhaps she had such a constitution, or perhaps her first three person nyan-nyan had woken up some strange switch in her, but she readily went hau.

I think the style of going bring it on! and heedlessly charging forward is a part of her nature, but she easily fell down and was unable to get back, going hau all the way.

Attacking Shizuka altogether, laying her down next to the chirping and gleaming Saki, the sweet nyan-nyan remained to feel as if it were lasting for eternity.

Even when Saki got revived, I nyan-nyan-ed the two altogether, making her go hau.

As we were glued to each other, as though playing oshikura manju, on a somewhat smallish bed, the scent of girls, or rather the scent of pheromones was wafting about densely.

As I straddled the two of them, who were embracing each other, I couldn’t even tell where I was sticking it in.

Somehow, I have a feeling that Yuki-chan was caught in between midway, but she was properly lying on the opposite bed with a pillow in her arms.

For some reason, though, she was completely naked.

When I took a look at her, she buried her face in the pillow with a pomf, so I couldn’t see her expression.

She turned into like a hamster, hiding her head but not her ass.

I have no recollection of stepping down from the bed, so it ought to be not a hammer price, abducting her out of bestial lust.

I believe I didn’t rape her, yeah that ought to be the case.

I have a recollection of stroking Yuki-chan’s head, who stealthily crawled in with a pillow in hand when we were all exhausted and asleep under the futon, but I think that was just a dream.

「Breakfast is the source of energy for the day.」

「Yup.」

Watching Saki, who is heartily eating a heap of donburi meshi, is very pleasant.

Breakfast at Asagi-sou consists of freshly cooked rice as the main course with Japanese side dishes.

Teriyaki mackerel, rolled egg, sesame paste with greens, then miso soup with tofu and wakame, there’s no opening at all.

Shizuka, drinking a cup of sencha tea poured from the pot, seems to be gleaming in satisfaction.

Yuki-chan’s figure was nowhere to be seen when I woke up this morning, so we are currently seated in a group of three.

I don’t feel as many stares as I did in the dining hall at Hakutsuru-sou, but I do feel more like we’re being overtly avoided.

Could it be that Saki is being bullied?

「It’s okay. Saki, I mean.」

As I’m wondering whether I should make a supportive performance or not, Shizuka grabs my hand.

Girls seem to have more complicated relationships than boys, so it looks like I’d better off refraining from needlessly interfering here.

「The one who is being avoided is you, after all, Touma-san.」

「What the.」

「Saki is more like being pitied by them.」

Just why, is it because I sent the sensei to the health and medical care department?

But that was a proper match.

I couldn’t afford to betray the zeal for education of the earnest sensei.

But, like my classmates for example, they are no longer willing to even meet eyes with me.

It is a little sad.