Volume 1 - CH 4.2

While Kinoshita-san went to the bathroom we whispered to each other.

“This is crazy. Jyaian’s recital is more exciting than this.” (TN Note: This is referring to a Doraemon character who is not good at singing but does it anyways.)

“Jeez, I need to do something…”

“Like what? A self introduction?”

“The flow is bad. Kinoshita-san is hiding her true identity…”

“Alright.” Kei said in a quite but powerful voice. “I’ll create a new flow, you ride it.”

As expected, Kei is the dependable one. Minori and I were relieved. I entrusted everything to my successor and waited for Kinoshita-san’s return.

She returned. “OK!”, Kei stood up and shouted. “Time to perform!”

What kind of flow are you planning to create?

“Uh… hey… successor…?”

“Kosaku. Minori. Please move the table over there. Kinoshita, move a little closer.”

Leaving Minori and I alone, Kei quickly secures a space to perform his tricks…. No more than that.

“Here comes Kei’s first trick!”

“Get hyped! This will be great!”

With our stomachs full we put all our effort into livening up the place. I can’t see Kinoshita-san’s face…

Calmly he says, “I will do an imitation.”

“Yeaaaaah!!”

“Imitate a furby doll.”

“Yeaaaaah!!”

“Morusha”

….yeah?

“Moving on, the second imitation.”

You’re doing another one after that? Well whatever. If you’ve come this far do it till you’re satisfied.

“A hen laying an egg!”

“Nooooooooooooooope!”

When Kei put his hand on his belt I gave him a drop kick that sent him into the corner of the room. With this I blow away the stagnant air like we are at a family restaurant.

“That’s the game folks, that’s the game!”

“Hey now, that’s a good idea!”

Minori helps Kei. Kei staggers up holding his ass, “What are you going to do if you just damaged my intestines?”

Shut up.

“So what kind of game are we playing?”

“Hmmm, that’s right…”

I excitedly suggested a game but the only party game I know is Uno.

“Kinoshita-san, is there a game you want to play?”

“…The King game.”

“Huh?”

Minori and I are stunned. Because it’s the King game.

“It is a party game where the “king” is picked at random, and they give an order to the other players (also at random) that has to be followed. Chopsticks are used to write “king”, “1”, “2”, etc and the person who picks the king stick is the king. They give orders saying “#1 does such and such with #2” but even the king doesn’t know who has each number. That’s the fun of this game, and when game has both men and women in it then it gets even more exciting. It should be noted that the autobiographical work of the Russian literary master Turgenev, “Hatsukoi” there is a depiction of the main character playing a similar game with his first love. That is said to be the origin of the king game.”, Kei explained as he pushed his cracked glasses up the brim of his nose. He seems to have the ability to recovery quickly.

Even with that explanation, we are talking about the king game… In terms of games you want to play with an idol this would be at the top of the list.

“K..kinoshita-san… are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Sounds good to me. Well then…

“Let’s do it.”

“Yeah let’s do it.”

That’s what happened.

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After writing “King”, “1”, “2”, and “3” we started the game immediately.

“Who is the king!?”

Everyone draws lots held by Kei and checks what they got.

“Oh, it’s me! I’m the king!” I’ve already got an opportunity. “Ummmm. So what kind of command should I giiiiive…?” I look at my 2 best friends as I say this casually. For those of us who have been friends for a long time we’ve been able to form a wordless communication. I’m sure they will cooperate with me.

As expected Kei blinks once. He’s telling me he got the 1 number. Next when I looked at Minori she had sorted out 3 fish snacks on the table. She was telling me she had the 3. Allright, it’s decided!

“Number 2 needs to feed the king.”

“Oh, that’s me!” (<- Minori)

Wha?

“Why are you number 2?”, I whisper.

“I was giving you the sign. Did you not see it? Kinoshita-san was number 3”, she whispered back.

Apparently she saw Kei’s sign and then told me which one was Kinoshita-san. OK so that’s what you were telling me…

“That’s too confusing you dunce!”, I whisper.

“I’m getting attitude from you when I went through the trouble to help you?”, she whispers angrily.

“Hurry up you two.”

As Minori and I whisper to each other my successor hurries us. Tsk! I’m annoyed but if I argue any further Kinoshita-san is going to catch on.

“…OK then. Kosaku has been eating meat since the start of the party so I’m going to have to feed him something else.”, Minori says as she picks up vegetables with chopsticks and bring them to my mouth.

“Here. Say ‘Ahhhh’”

“…Ahhh.”

And she feeds me while my mouth is open. I wouldn’t say I’m particularly excited by this, but I am embarrassed. If you can imagine it’s like being babied by your mother in front of your girlfriend. That’s all.

Minori blushes and says , “For some reason you are embarrassed to do this in front of others. Hehehe ”

You’re making is sound weird!

“S..shut up idiot!”

“Mmm… sorry… heh ” Stop acting shy!

“I’m done! I’m done! I ate it!”

“I…wish we could have done this all night…” Minori says in a small voice while pouting her lips and cheeks. I’m sure she was hoping to make me eat more vegitables.

“Oooookay then. Time to draw lots again.”

We all draw again. And… “… Their broken.”

The wooden chopsticks that Kinoshita-san held out expressionlessly had all broke in the middle.

“Ah, that’s ok. I’ll make them again.”

I throw away the old ones and get new chopsticks and write on them again. How did they all break before anyways? Did someone accidentally step on them? I guess I should have held on to them the whole time.

Whatever.

“Time to pick again!”, and the second round starts.

Since I was the king last time I hold out the chopsticks for everyone to pick.

“Who got the king!?”

The results:

“Ooops. I got the king again!”

The force is with me. Heaven is on my side. I’m seeking some hot skin time with Yuka-tan.

“So… what order will I give then?”, I say while spinning the chopsticks quickly in my hand. I check for signs.

Kei gives me a sign for number 2. Minori gives me a sign for number 3. That means Kinoshita-san has to be number 1. …Wait that’s wrong. Last time Minori’s sign was Kinoshita-san’s number. So that means…

“P…p…person number 3. You must step over the king’s face!”

“WHAT DID YOU JUST TELL ME TO DO?!”

“WHY ARE YOU NUMBER 3?!”, I yell and slam the chopsticks on the floor.

“Why are you signaling me your number!? You signaled Yuka-tan’s number last time right!? You’re doing this on purpose! You’re doing this to piss me off on purpose!”, I whisper sternly.

“T… this wasn’t on purpose! Kosaku got angry last time so this time I signaled my number! You were thinking too hard about it!”, Minori whispered back.

“You should know better. You’ve known me since childhood, you should know!”

I didn’t have a doubt which number Yuka-tan had so I said my true desire. It’s been ruined!

I lay down on the floor and said, “Enough, come on and step on me!”

“W…why are you so angry…?”

You know why, stupid Minori.

Ahhh…

It’s not a pleasure to have my face stepped on by this person. It’s just annoying.

“U..uh. Hey Kosaku…” Minori looks down at me anxiously and asks, “Can I really step on you? You won’t get angry later… right?”

“Take off your socks.”

I’m already angry.

“Um… then I’m going to step on you ok?”

Minori raises her leg lightly. Gunyuu. And steps on my face. Fumuuu… This is quite…

“W..well? Can I lift up my feet already?”

“Haaaahahahahaahaa”

“I don’t know what to say…”

“Try using a bit more force.”

“Ooookaaaay.” Minori sounds truly disgusted. “Ahhh… Gnugguuu… Ugh, this is disgusting…”

But the king’s orders are absolute. Even though she doesn’t like it Minori puts more force into her stepping.

“Jeez Kosaku, are you really happy that I’m doing this? Truly? I’m starting to worry about your future… Because you are like this… I can’t believe this is how you feel… Being stepped on by a girl… Ko-tan is really a pervert… fufufufu…”

What is wrong with her? It’s not like I wanted to be stepped on by Minori. This kind of reaction she’s having is annoying…

“Rerorerorerorero” I started licking her foot.

“Hyeeeeee”, screams Minori as she receives an unexpected counter-attack on the soles of her foot. “Stop! Stop it Kosaku! I’m telling you to stop it!!”

“Oooffff” I roll around the floor in pain as I’m stomped through the pit of my stomach. I guess I got a little too carried away.

Tee hee ☆ I failed I failed.

“Heh. Did this become a rehearsal for your dream?”, Said Kei while trying to stifle a laugh. I got up rubbing my stomach.

“Kosaku… is this what your dream looks like…?”

Kind of.

“Ko-tan is a pervert! Of course!”

Minori is half crying. It seems that the stimulation was too much. But you can’t ignore a pervert can you?

“Minori… you are making a big mistake…”

“…what do you mean?”

“That’s right. The more the wheat is stepped on, the bigger it grows. In that same way a creature called man also grows…”

“That creature is called a pervert.”

“Hehehe I’m a pervert!” Call me a FUNDERE. If you step on me you’ll fall.

“Perverted idiot! Even though it’s a welcome party for Kinoshita-san, she’s already wanting to leave!”

“Whaaa?”

I look at Yuka-tan in a panic.

“…”

Oh no! She’s looking away!! I guess ‘stepping on my face’ was too high a level… I guess it’s true. There is no girl that I could go up to and say ‘I want you to step on my face with your bare feet’ and she would say ‘OK’. And I shouldn’t be doing that to Yuka-tan. I shouldn’t issue such an order than…

Is this the end of getting to drown in immediate pleasure..?

“Kinoshita-san, I’m sorry you had to see something so weird. If you want you can hide your feet with this…”

“…Thank you.”

Kei stepped up his best friend performance and gave Kinoshita-san his jacket for her to cover her legs. I can use that later to cover my face. Dammit! You’re such a great friend, you sullen glasses wearing guy!

“Next round next round! Hurry up and draw lots again!” I rip the chopsticks from everyone’s hands and announce the start of the third round. We’ll do it fairly this time… The next is…

“…Me”, says Kinoshita-san quietly.

“Umm…”

“That’s…”

“How…”

This was an unexpected development. No, I should have expected it, but I didn’t consider it… Honestly, I was only thinking of what would happen when I’m the king.

But with this a truly unpredictable development has come. If it was Minori or Kei they would give an order that would help me out, but since it was Kinoshita-san… who knows? Well I guess that’s how the game is supposed to go right? But what kind of order is Kinoshita-san going to give?

My heart is pounding!

“…” Kinoshita-san is staring at the ‘King’ stick in her hand. Then she looks up and says, “Eh? W..what? What should i…?”

“…not much.”

For some reason she glared at Minori’s face, then turned to me and said, “What number?”

“Huh?”

“What number?” She said it with a tone that didn’t allow a ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

“I..I’m number one…”, I involuntarily answer.

“…Number 1 must always call the king by name…”

Ehhh?

“Kinoshita-san, is that…”

“Call me by my name.”

“R..ringo? San?”

“Just my name.”

“Ringo…”

“…yes.” She looks down and stands up. “Thank you for the meal. …This really was fun.” After saying this Kinoshita-san… no Ringo quickly left the room.

Those of us left behind stared at each other in amazement.

“…What was that?”

Kei tilted his head.

“I don’t know.”

Minori is in a bad mood for some reason.

As for me, “…Ringo…” Repeating the name with my mouth I remember the look on her face when I called her by it. The light reddening of her face when she was looking down wasn’t because of me. Was it…?