The Love-Chasing Trio

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Author: Hamada Mei
(1)
While Kijima Yusuke was attending the opening ceremony of St. Petersburg High School, his two "friends," Senoo Chiaki and Kamiya
Keigo, were also welcoming the arrival of the same school year as him.
The word "welcoming" was most appropriate, because they had both entered school earlier than Yusuke; Chiaki had entered
a year earlier, and Keigo had entered two years earlier.
"Simply put, it's just one repeating a year and the other repeating a year!" Looking at his
two best friends waiting for him at the school gate, Yusuke couldn't help but sigh.
"What does it matter? It's no big deal." Chiaki replied nonchalantly.
"Junior high school is compulsory education, it's not easy to repeat a year!" Keigo's arrogant attitude was no
better.
"Are you two sick..."
Yusuke sighed again, unable to blame them. Because, the reason they repeated a year was entirely for
themselves; however, it was their own decision to repeat a year. Recalling this period of
friendship from kindergarten, elementary school to middle school, it was always
Yusuke who was desperately trying to catch up with them. Although they didn't play together every day, their personalities meshed well, and their
friendship had lasted until now. However, when Yusuke entered middle school, their relationship underwent
a subtle change.
"I only have one year to be with you."
Yusuke could only look at Keigo with confusion at this abrupt and seemingly unrelated statement.
"Chiaki can be with you for two years, but I only have one. That's so unfair!" Keigo
shrugged dramatically.
Hearing this, Yusuke and Chiaki exchanged bewildered glances.
"...You've been classmates with Chiaki for two years too?"
Sure enough, Keigo shook his head, noticing Yusuke's off-topic answer.
"What's so fun about being with Chiaki? I want to be with you!"
Keigo emphasized the word "with you." Chiaki, who had already sensed something was amiss,
looked at the two of them with a mischievous smile.
"I... I can't help it! You're two years older than me..."
Unable to refute Yusuke's answer, Keigo remained silent, his face cold. Under his sharp gaze, Yusuke felt like
a frog being stared at by a snake.
"—Looks like you're more happy with Chiaki than with me!"
Knowing he was being unreasonable, Yusuke's naive life experience left him speechless.
"I..."
"I told you so, didn't I?"
I didn't mean that... Keigo smiled contentedly. Chiaki, who had seemed to be watching the fight from the sidelines, suddenly
dropped her playful expression. Chiaki was too clever; she knew nothing was more terrifying than Keigo's smile; because
something bad was definitely about to happen.
"Then it's decided."
"Decided what?"
It wasn't Yusuke who asked the question, but Chiaki, eager to know the answer. Keigo
glanced at Chiaki with his unfathomable eyes, then turned back to Yusuke.
"You absolutely have to go to the same high school as me." "I'll definitely arrange for you to be my classmate."
Chiaki's blood rushed through her veins. She looked at Yusuke, who still seemed utterly bewildered
. Even explaining would probably be a waste of time, right? Knowing Yusuke's personality, he
would definitely agree to quell the conflict.
And as Chiaki expected, Yusuke nodded. At this moment, he had no idea
what consequences this rash action would bring.
"...I didn't expect you would actually do this..."
The three walked side by side, and Yusuke let out what was now his umpteenth sigh.
"Do you think he's joking?"
Hearing Chiaki's half-sarcastic reply, Yusuke rolled his eyes dramatically.
"Still making sarcastic remarks? You're one of them! Why are you playing the repeat-a-grade game with Keigo?" Hearing this, Chiaki
simply shrugged.
Because of his innate beauty, Chiaki's parents gave him a
name that didn't sound very masculine. Yusuke and Keigo, who had played with him since childhood, knew that Chiaki was always insecure about his name. This
was because Chiaki's greatest interest was being the center of attention.
"It's so boring to be the only one excluded, isn't it? I have to be included in this fun game too!"
Chiaki loved being in the spotlight and therefore hated being left out. Hearing this flimsy answer, Yusuke
sighed again. At this point, even a compelling reason wouldn't help.
"Congratulations on passing the exam."
As for Keigo, he was all smiles from beginning to end. Turning around, this time Keigo received a fierce glare.
"Congratulations? Who's been calling me out every day, tying me to my desk, and forcing me to study? If I hadn't passed, they'd
look like they were going to eat me alive!"
"You're welcome."
"Who wants to thank you!" "
Yusuke, you're wrong about that," Chiaki interjected casually. "If it weren't for Keigo
, how could you have gotten into such a good school with your average grades? So, it's not unreasonable to thank Keigo a little,
right?"
In the agreement Chiaki and Keigo had made privately, they would only help each other when their interests aligned
. Therefore, under Keigo's Spartan-like intensive training, Yusuke finally got into the same school as them
.
"Your mom is very grateful to Keigo, you should be a little more thankful." Even if he couldn't help with the internship,
at least he could offer some support.
Yusuke understood this better than anyone and couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
"—By the way, Yusuke!" Keigo
, preparing to change the subject, looked down at Yusuke with a beaming smile. Chiaki started to tense up; this guy's excitement
was never anything good.
"You're going to stay at my house, right?" This seemingly obvious line almost made Chiaki jump.
"I'm still considering..." Chiaki was even more speechless at Yusuke's reaction.
"I've already gotten your parents' permission!"
"I know..."
"Wait a minute!" Chiaki, who had just managed to get a foothold, finally managed to get in. "How come I didn't know about this!"
Hearing Chiaki's angry question, Yusuke's eyes widened in surprise.
"--Didn't Keigo tell you?"
Keigo glanced over Yusuke's shoulder and gave Chiaki a victorious smile.
"Didn't I tell you? Sorry!"
Keigo's tone made Chiaki frown unhappily. However, if she reacted now, it would only play into her enemy
's hands.
"Oh... then what's the difference between living here and me? I live alone, and my house is big enough for you
."
Upon hearing this, Keigo's expression darkened. Although she had the advantage of her internship, Chiaki, who pursued perfection in everything,
was very much loved by Yusuke's parents. Moreover, their circumstances were similar; both lived alone in luxury apartments rented by their parents
, about an hour's walk from the school. No matter whose house they lived in, the journey would not exceed
30 minutes.
"Living together, that's a great suggestion, Yusuke. It takes you an hour and a half to get to school by train from your house, right?
But from my house, it wouldn't take half an hour to walk!"
Chiaki, in stark contrast to her previous attitude, adopted a conciliatory approach, attempting to win over Yusuke. Keigo
, though harboring resentment, could only silently observe the situation from the sidelines because he had run away first. In the end,
neither gained an advantage.
(2)
"To put it bluntly, it's because Keigo's love for Yusuke runs deep. I remember when Keigo first entered elementary school, I saw
Chiaki and Yusuke walking hand in hand after kindergarten, and Keigo felt his young
heart was deeply wounded. It wasn't so much that his love sprouted quietly like a budding flower, but rather that it
spread like wildfire, completely uncontrollable.
He had considered negotiating with Chiaki several times, but the idea seemed unbelievable to him,
especially since he sensed a similar burning desire in Chiaki…
Looking back, it seems Keigo has always been competing with Chiaki. Entering middle school,
the two, with their well-developed physiques, were naturally sought after by various sports clubs, but they showed absolutely no interest.
Whether it was grades or looks, they were always… " They were the center of attention.
Even after entering St. Louis High School, the two, who were considered top students in their grade, desperately tried to avoid final
exams. Finally, their efforts paid off; Keigo became a third-year freshman, while Chiaki
became a second-year freshman.
Keigo didn't mind Chiaki's imitation at all, finding it perfectly natural.
However, things changed when Yusuke was involved.
Because Keigo was genuinely, deeply in love with Yusuke. If he could, he would
treasure Yusuke in a glass jar, gazing at him every day.
Therefore, if he argued with Chiaki now, and Yusuke angrily chose to "live" with her, all his efforts would
be wasted. Sometimes, a little compromise was necessary.
So, Keigo visited Chiaki with a proposed compromise.
"What do you mean?" Yusuke's eyes widened at the proposal he'd heard so early in the morning.
"It's what you heard!" "It's simple, isn't it?" Chiaki answered lightly, tilting her head slightly.
"Why should I..."
"Because it's the fairest way."
"The problem isn't with you, I'm saying it's fair between Chiaki and me."
Faced with such a forceful statement, Yusuke stared at Keigo like a fool.
"...So, you don't respect my opinion at all?"
Yusuke's eyes grew increasingly angry, a change that made Keigo hesitate, but he cleverly didn't show it
on his face.
"—Are you dissatisfied?"
Chiaki shook her head dramatically at Keigo's reaction.
"Of course! Why should I run back and forth between your two houses every two weeks?
Who would do such a troublesome thing!"
The adorable Yusuke seemed to have entered a rebellious phase recently, and the troubled Keigo cast a pleading look at Chiaki.
Chiaki sighed deeply.
"—So, you mean you don't want to 'live with' us?" "
The ultimatum came easily from Chiaki's mouth, and a flustered Keigo could only wait and see. Yusuke
looked up at Chiaki in surprise.
"I didn't—"
"You know what? We all wanted to live with you, so we came up with this plan. If you don't agree, we
've decided that neither of us will live with you."
When did we decide to do this? Keigo wondered to himself. But seeing Yusuke's flustered look, he decided
to wait and see.
"The answer is simple: are you going to live with 'us'? And spend an hour and a half going to school every day?" "
Would such close monitoring backfire?" Keigo began to worry. However, if Yusuke chose
to commute, Keigo planned to launch a second offensive, absolutely insisting that Yusuke become his "roommate." He didn't care about any
promises; as long as he could spend every extra second with Yusuke, he'd gladly bear the stigma of being a despicable person.
But what if Yusuke stubbornly refused? Thinking of this, Keigo couldn't help but feel troubled.
Chiaki's voice pulled Keigo back to reality; even Yusuke was looking at him with an incredulous expression.
"Your expression is so complicated! You're not going to back out after I agree, are you?"
Just as the question "Agree to what?" almost slipped out…
"Congratulations! Keigo." "From today onwards, for the next two weeks, Yusuke is yours,"
Chiaki's teasing words pierced Keigo's heart. The sudden shock caused Keigo to show a side of himself that even his
parents had never seen before…
his face was completely red.
Chiaki was a "four-wheeler," while Keigo was a "two-wheeler," meaning he
rode a car and a motorcycle. Eighteen-year-old Keigo was barely of legal driving age, but seventeen-year-old Chiaki was excluded. Chiaki's car was a Porsche,
while Keigo's was a Kawasaki CPZ 1000CC, nicknamed "Ninja." Therefore, Chiaki was responsible for transportation.
Chiaki helped Yusuke and his luggage, while Keigo followed closely behind on his "Ninja" bike.
"Hey—, the suitcase is full!"
Yusuke called out, looking up as he stuffed his luggage into the trunk.
"Then put it on the back seat."
Hearing Chiaki's words, Keigo, who had been silently watching Yusuke, suddenly looked up.
"I'll give you a ride home later!"
Chiaki bit her lower lip in annoyance, only to see Keigo waving his hand triumphantly.
"Right! That way, we can put things on the front seat too."
Yes, yes, Keigo nodded repeatedly.
"Didn't you only bring one helmet?"
Knowing it was useless, Chiaki still deliberately picked a fight.
"It's okay, Yusuke can wear mine."
Seeing the overjoyed Keigo, Chiaki stopped bothering him. Today, Keigo was immersed in happiness, oblivious
to any pain of being "tortured."
"Kigo, you want to ride a ninja too!"
"We'll talk about it later!"
Like coaxing a little brother, Kigo patted Yusuke's head, but Yusuke angrily pushed him away
. Chiaki, who was feeling bored, deliberately coughed.
"I'll leave once I'm done."
Seeing Yusuke put on his helmet, get on the motorcycle, and then hug Kigo tightly, Chiaki, feeling very uncomfortable,
really wanted to just take the luggage to her own house.
(3)
"It's over."
When they had moved all the luggage into the house and could finally catch their breath, Kigo suddenly blurted out.
"--What?"
"There's no blanket." On the night Yusuke decided to move in, Kigo had originally planned to buy a bedding set.
"It's okay! Anyway, you have a double bed, I'll sleep with you, right?"
"That's true."
Kigo, who was helping Yusuke pick out mugs, suddenly dropped all the mugs in his hands to the ground.
"What are you doing! That's dangerous!" Fortunately, none of the mugs broke.
"...That was such an accident..."
"Yusuke—"
"What? Hurry up and help me clean up!"
"Never mind that." "
Keigo swept all the cups Yusuke had picked up onto the ground, and the cups that had barely escaped with their lives were
now truly dead.
"Idiot! Look, they're broken..."
Yusuke's already large eyes widened to the point of almost popping out of their sockets. Before he could say anything,
Keigo's lips had already sealed his.
Completely out of control, Yusuke, whose first kiss had been stolen, tried to back away but then noticed
the broken pieces of the cup at his feet. He could easily cut himself. He wanted to push Keigo away but was afraid of hurting him; caught between a rock and a hard place, Yusuke could
only obediently wait for Keigo to release him.
"—And then?"
"—What then?"
The next morning, across the desk, Keigo and Chiaki were arguing about what happened last night. I forgot to mention that Chiaki
and Keigo were classmates, only Yusuke was in a different class.
"Stop pretending." "The usually calm Chiaki roughly grabbed Keigo's shirt.
"I'm asking you what happened afterward, what exactly did you do to Yusuke!?"
"Nothing."
Silence—
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
Stiff—
"You're lying to me."
"It's true." "
...You're an idiot..."
"Let go of me now!"
"Ah! I'm sorry."
Obediently letting go, Chiaki slowly sat back in her chair, crossing her arms as if she had found herself again.
The murderous look from before had vanished, replaced by a mocking smile.
"Your attitude changes faster than usual!" Keigo sighed helplessly.
"Anyway, since there's already progress, staying still isn't a solution."
"Yeah!"
"Weren't you two sleeping in the same bed?"
"Maybe because moving was too tiring, Yusuke fell asleep as soon as he got in."
"What's wrong with you?"
"I was thinking about something." "
Looks like you're getting dumber and dumber."
"I want to get your permission first."
Silence...
"...Huh?"
"Can I have Yusuke?"
Stiff.
"You...really...are an idiot..."
Chiaki couldn't believe that the person in front of her, so seriously asking for her permission, was Keigo; however, Chiaki
knew that Keigo wasn't one to tell jokes. If it were true, then this joke had gone too far.
"—Are you serious?" Keigo nodded as expected.
"What's wrong with you? Isn't running away your specialty?"
"If it were my own problem, that would be fine. I'm worried about Yusuke."
"Why?"
"If I tell him I want to have a relationship with him behind your back, he'll definitely refuse. He might even
run away from home because of it."
"Even if you say you've gotten my permission, he might not agree."
"We'll see. Anyway, I'm just letting you know first." "
It sounds reasonable, but it's all utter nonsense." Chiaki couldn't understand Keigo's feelings at all, but
at least she could appreciate his efforts.
"...If you achieve your wish, and Yusuke and I also do what you want to do, can you tolerate
it?"
Keigo considered for a long time before looking up at Chiaki's probing question.
"The decision is Yusuke's. If Yusuke is willing, I have nothing to say."
Chiaki sighed.
"I really can't do anything with you..." Chiaki scratched her head, "Fine, if Yusuke is willing, then go ahead
and do it!"
Chiaki sighed dramatically, as if giving up, while Keigo smiled happily.
Keigo was an excellent cook. For Yusuke, who was still developing, this was incredibly blissful. Tonight
's dinner was purely Japanese-style.
"Is it good?" Keigo asked gently.
With his mouth full of food, Yusuke had no time to comment and could only nod vigorously.
"--Yusuke, I want to hug you tonight."
Upon hearing this, Yusuke, who was still nodding, froze for two seconds and then spat out the soup in his mouth.
"...Cough cough!--You...you...what are you saying...?"
"Don't panic."
Who caused this! Yusuke shouted inwardly, trying to calm himself down.
"--Are you alright?"
Yusuke asked, panting, and rolled his eyes at Keigo.
"Why did you say that while I was eating!"
He knew that wasn't the problem, but what angered Yusuke the most was being disturbed while eating.
"I'm sorry!"
Because Keigo's words had completely killed Yusuke's appetite, how could he forgive him with just an apology?
“They’re eating…”
“I’ll go cook some more!”
“No need, I’ve lost my appetite.” Yusuke said, still unwilling to give up after eating three portions of food.
“—Yusuke!”
Keigo’s voice turned serious, and Yusuke involuntarily straightened his back.
“Wait…wait a minute.”
“You should know, right? I’ve always liked you.”
“Uh! I…”
“Chiaki feels the same way, and I’ve already gotten his forgiveness.”
“Huh?”
“Chiaki has no objection if you’re willing.”
After that, silence lasted for a full five minutes. Yusuke stared stiffly at Keigo. He knew he
had to answer, but his mind was blank.
“…If you don’t want to, I won’t force you.”
Keigo’s tone was completely devoid of his usual domineering aura, unlike his usual self. Yusuke felt like he had done something terribly
wrong, but even so, he couldn’t make a decision.
“…I’m going to take a shower…”
“Yusuke.”
“I’ll think about it carefully, don’t bother me.”
“…Okay…”
Getting up and walking towards the bathroom, Yusuke anxiously wondered how he was going to get out of the bathroom.
(4)
Half an hour must have passed by now, right? Yusuke thought to himself as he sat in the bathtub. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely faint in
there. Even so, he couldn't get out.
He didn't hate Keigo at all, nor did he hate Chiaki. There was nothing
more enjoyable than playing with them.
Although he was surprised by Keigo's request, he didn't
feel like, "Ah! I didn't expect you to have such inappropriate thoughts about me, how disgusting!" To be honest, Yusuke had a premonition that it would come when it was time. However,
how could he not be surprised to hear such words when he was caught off guard? He couldn't tell him beforehand, "Please let
me know six months in advance so I can prepare myself."
"...I'm such a fool
," Yusuke muttered to himself as he came to his senses. Thinking carefully about his life over the past sixteen years,
starting from the age of three when he could remember, his memories of the past thirteen years were all about Keigo and Chiaki. He was so used to it that he didn't feel anything.
Actually, they were both undeniably handsome; if they were interested in girls, they'd probably
have countless girlfriends to date every day. Unfortunately, neither of them seemed particularly interested. The sociable Chiaki skillfully
navigated the girls' world, while Keigo maintained a cool, aloof demeanor.
Keigo was always cheerful when chatting with Yusuke, but with others,
he wouldn't say a word except when necessary. As a result, boys were afraid to approach him, and girls who admired him only dared to peek from behind the trees.
In stark contrast to the popular Chiaki, Keigo was never seen with anyone other than Chiaki and Yusuke
. He himself didn't care, and Yusuke, as his friend, had nothing to say.
Now that Keigo had confessed his feelings, it meant they could no longer remain friends.
Actually, he wasn't opposed to Keigo's advances, but Yusuke still cared about Chiaki.
Chiaki and Keigo held equal importance in Yusuke's heart. If he had a relationship with Keigo,
how should he treat Chiaki afterwards? Should he end up like Keigo…?
Yusuke felt increasingly dizzy; it was time to leave. However, his chaotic thoughts still hadn't yielded
a reasonable answer.
Had too much time passed?
The clock had already completed one and a half revolutions since Yusuke went in. Had he fainted in there?
Restless, Keigo, bound by Yusuke's order not to disturb him, could only stand outside, anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof.
Perhaps he was too afraid to come out? If his confession had really caused Yusuke so much trouble, taking back
his words was better than letting Yusuke faint in the bathroom.
Knowing he would be angry, Keigo still headed towards the bathroom.
It seemed too late.
Yusuke struggled to stand up from the bathtub, but his body, as heavy as a thousand pounds, wouldn't obey him. With great difficulty, he
managed to climb his upper body out of the tub, but then he was too weak to move an inch, hanging precariously on the edge.
"—Yusuke?"
Was that a heavenly voice? Keigo's voice came from the other end of the bathroom door.
Help!
He tried to scream, but couldn't.
"Yusuke, I take back what I said. So please come out!"
It wasn't that he didn't want to get out, he couldn't!
"I won't force you, come out quickly. Staying in the bath isn't good for your health!"
I can't take it anymore! Come in and save me!
"Yusuke...Yusuke?"
With a determined look, he opened the bathroom door and was horrified to find Yusuke slumped inside. Keigo quickly grabbed a
large towel, wrapped it around Yusuke, and lifted him out of the bathtub.
What if Yusuke really died?
Seeing Yusuke truly unconscious, Keigo had no idea he'd only been knocked out by the hot water.
He needed to call an ambulance quickly. But he couldn't let the paramedics see Yusuke's naked body. He'd have to first
peel back the towel and help him put on clothes. But how could he do that while Yusuke was unconscious? Even if
he didn't care about being called a despicable person, he had to give Yusuke at least some dignity!
Keigo was completely confused.
He put Yusuke on the bed and paced around the room like a bear. After a while, Yusuke slowly
woke up.
"Hmm..."
Hearing Yusuke's groan, Keigo finally came to his senses.
"Yusuke!"
"Hmm—my head hurts so much..."
"Are you alright, Yusuke? Cheer up, I'll call an ambulance!"
"...Why?"
"Because you fainted—"
Yusuke almost laughed out loud at this, because Keigo's expression was so serious.
"...I just got dizzy from the hot water, it's nothing!"
"But—"
"Really... I was worried about what if you died?"
"It's ugly to die in the bath, isn't it?"
Looking at the serious-looking Keigo, Yusuke finally couldn't help but laugh. Although he was a little dizzy, his consciousness
was gradually returning to normal.
"—I won't force you anymore. So..."
Knowing the meaning behind Keigo's words, Yusuke quickly finished his sentence.
"I didn't stay in the bathroom because I wanted to reject you."
Yusuke saw a slight hint of confusion flash in Keigo's narrow eyes, which seemed even colder when he was expressionless.
"I was thinking about Chiaki..."
Keigo smiled with relief
as soon as he mentioned Chiaki. "I like Keigo, but I also like Chiaki."
"I know."
"So if I do it with you, I have to do it with Chiaki, okay? Can you accept that?"
As if he had known Yusuke would say that, Keigo laughed.
“Chiaki asked me the same question. As long as Yusuke is willing, I don’t care.”
“--Really?”
“I’d be satisfied just to have your first time.”
“…My first time…”
“I won’t give you to anyone but Chiaki. I just want to be with you forever.”
Although he didn’t quite understand the meaning behind Keigo’s words, just thinking about Keigo’s blushing face when Chiaki teased him
made his chest feel hot. Being liked was, of course, a very pleasant thing. Especially being confessed
to by someone like Keigo who wasn’t good at expressing his feelings made Yusuke feel flattered.
“Then… okay!”
“--Yusuke.”
“Come on! But this is my first time, so you have to be gentle.”
Looking at Keigo’s genuinely happy smile, Yusuke couldn’t help but smile along. Slowly pulling Keigo
’s head closer, Yusuke offered his lips, and the two embraced tightly.
At first, Yusuke was still thinking that he only had a large towel on him, which would save a lot of
time taking off his clothes. Because if he was still frantically taking off his clothes at the last minute, he definitely wouldn’t be able to carry out “intimacy
” smoothly.
Keigo's hand lingered slowly on Yusuke's chest.
"...It tickles!"
The words had barely left his lips when Keigo's lips landed on Yusuke's chest.
"...Mmm..." The tingling sensation slowly spread, and Yusuke bit his lower lip.
"—Ah...!"
Suddenly, Keigo's lips captured Yusuke's nipple, startling Yusuke into a loud cry. Seeing
Yusuke's reaction, Keigo intensified his attack. Under the caress of his tongue, Yusuke's nipple contracted and
hardened.
"No...don't..."
Though he uttered a shy refusal, the fingers tucked in Keigo's hairline repeatedly pulled him closer.
Completely unaware of the changes in his lower body, Yusuke was bewildered.
"Mmm...Mmm..."
Under Keigo's skillful guidance, Yusuke completely lost control and began to respond to Keigo's caresses
. Perhaps it was curiosity about sex; Yusuke, receiving caresses for the first time, was deeply moved by the uncontrollable pleasure
.
If he continued to receive pleasure, Yusuke couldn't imagine what he would become.
"—Ahhh…!"
Yusuke's thoughts were interrupted, and his body arched backward. Because through the towel, Keigo's fingers
grasped Yusuke's half-erect bud. Instinctively wanting to escape, Yusuke was held tightly by Keigo and couldn't move. Opening
his tightly closed eyes, Keigo's sharp eyes were close to his.
His gaze was questioning as he stared at Yusuke. Suddenly, Keigo stopped caressing and hugged
Yusuke tightly with both hands.
"...I love you…" Keigo whispered his love in Yusuke's ear. A warm current surged into Yusuke's
heart, and he wrapped his arms around Keigo's back and hugged him tightly.
"—Me too."
Although he didn't belong to Keigo alone, at this moment Keigo was his only one.
Keigo's lips pecked at his neck, Keigo's fingers caressed his chest. With each of these actions,
Yusuke began to make no attempt to hide his feelings. The initial shyness had vanished without a trace, replaced by a desperate embrace of the ensuing
pleasure.
Pulling off the towel from his lower body, Yusuke's body was fully exposed to Keigo. Though his eyes were tightly closed,
he could clearly feel Keigo's gaze and his own erect lower body.
"Ah—ahhh!"
The sudden stimulation made Yusuke's eyes widen. Yusuke's entire penis was being held in Keigo's mouth.
As if his blood had suddenly reversed, Yusuke could only gasp incoherently.
Reaching the climax didn't take long. After reaching the highest point in one breath, his consciousness rapidly blurred.
His heart pounded like a drum, and Yusuke could only breathe through his mouth for the time being.
Keigo stopped caressing, straightened his upper body, and gently kissed Yusuke's cheek, waiting for Yusuke to resume normal
breathing.
The rise and fall of his chest gradually subsided, and finally, Yusuke could freely move his face. Seeing Keigo
's worried eyes, Yusuke smiled shyly.
"...You startled me..."
"...I'm sorry, I was too hasty."
"—But it feels very good." Nothing is more pleasing than a lover's praise. Keigo
smiled happily. Yusuke still had lingering desire within him, and even the slightest stimulation would be uncontrollable.
"I didn't expect that using someone else's hand would feel so good..."
As if to confirm his own existence, Yusuke reached for his lower body, which was wet with his own fluids.
Noticing his movement, Keigo stopped him.
"...Would you like to...do it again...?" Looking into Yusuke's moist eyes, Keigo silently
grasped his penis.
"Ah..." The slow, ocean-like caresses, though not as swiftly igniting Yusuke's desire as before,
allowed him to completely surrender himself to Keigo as he felt his body gradually rise.
"...Mmm...Mmm...So good..."
Yusuke groaned sweetly under Keigo's touch. While kissing Yusuke's lips, Keigo's fingers
circled and caressed the tip of Yusuke's penis, instantly causing a gush of nectar. Cupping it with his fingers and rubbing it up and down,
clear droplets seeped from the tip.
"...Mmm...Ugh..."
Yusuke let out an annoying groan between their tightly pressed lips. When Keigo gripped his throbbing penis tightly
, Yusuke's back arched backward.
"Ah...Ah...Ahhh...!"
Struggling to escape Keigo's lips, Yusuke once again climaxed in Keigo's hands.
Temporarily withdrawing from the exhausted Yusuke, Keigo quickly removed his own restraints. His exposed
lower body was already in a state of ecstasy, looking up at the sky.
"—Let me help you." Lifting his tired body, Yusuke moved closer to Keigo. But Keigo was surprised and
took two steps back.
"—Why are you running away? Didn't I say I'd help you?"
"But—"
Before Keigo could answer, Yusuke had already grasped his manhood. Without much skillful caressing, Keigo
surrendered.
"...So you've been holding back all this time...?" Yusuke's eyes widened in surprise.
"Holding back is one thing, but I can't stand being touched by you." Keigo sighed helplessly. As if to comfort
him, Yusuke leaned forward and kissed him.
"...Let's continue!" Yusuke pounced on Keigo, and with a turn, Keigo was on top again.
"Ah...mmm..."
Keigo bit his nipple, and Yusuke couldn't help but twist his body. However, Yusuke, whose body had already fully adapted,
naturally spread his legs as Keigo's hand explored downwards. Keigo's hand lightly swept across
the inside of his thighs, reaching the deepest part of his waist.
"—Ah…!" Keigo's fingers circled back, trying to knock on that most mysterious narrow door.
"Kei… Keigo…" Although he knew what Keigo was going to do, he still couldn't shake off the fear.
"...If you don't want to, I can stop."
"I… I don't mean to…"
It was definitely not resistance, but his body just wouldn't obey. Suddenly, Keigo lifted himself up and slid
between Yusuke's legs, then put his hands behind Yusuke's knees, lifting his legs up to his chest.
"No… no!"
It was a position where even the most private parts were completely exposed to Keigo, so Yusuke naturally protested. But
Keigo, ignoring the protest, aimed at his target and brought his lips to his.
"—Wow…! No… no…!"
Shame and pleasure simultaneously assaulted Yusuke. Keigo parted Yusuke's thighs and slipped his tongue into his
secret place. While holding Yusuke back with his hand, he inserted his middle finger into the narrow, saliva-soaked opening.
"Ah…!"
Feeling the intrusion, Yusuke's muscles stiffened. Keigo's middle finger only went in to the first
joint before stopping.
"Yusuke, relax your muscles."
"I… know, but… it is…"
The more he tried to do so, the less his body obeyed. Keigo's tongue caressed the area around the secret place again, and
Yusuke, feeling a tingling sensation, relaxed.
"Ah… um…"
Keigo's lips captured Yusuke's penis again, gently caressing it inside his mouth, and Yusuke's body
became increasingly soft.
"Ah… ahh…"
His fingers slowly penetrated deeper until they were completely inside Yusuke, at which point Yusuke's body
melted like overheated butter.
"…Does it still hurt?"
Keigo asked Yusuke with concern, and Yusuke simply shook his head slightly.
“But…it still feels a little strange…”
In keeping with his high-spirited pace, Yusuke tried to get used to the foreign sensation. Seeing his expression, Keigo moved
his fingers, which were buried deep inside him.
“Hoo…mmm…”
Yusuke’s internal muscles gripped Keigo’s fingers, tightening and relaxing, but the pain was completely gone.
“—How is it?”
“It should be fine now.”
The movement of his fingers changed. Slowly, they moved in and out.
“Ah…ahhh…mmm…”
“—Yusuke…”
“—Ahhh! I…”
Yusuke’s body began to react to Keigo’s fingers. The stimulation from the insertion made Yusuke’s penis
eager to move again.
“Ah! Right there…!”
Seeing Yusuke’s trembling penis, Keigo inserted another finger into Yusuke’s body, this time
without any resistance.
“No…I can’t take it…”
Unable to bear the torment of lust, Yusuke grasped his own penis. His eyes were slightly open, and
a red tongue could be seen through his half-open lips. Yusuke, slowly caressing his own penis, presented an indescribably
erotic scene.
"Ugh... Ahh..."
As he approached climax, Keigo's fingers moved faster and faster. Keigo seized the opportunity and
thrust his fingers deep into Yusuke's body again.
"—!"
Letting out a hoarse cry, Yusuke reached his climax in his own hand.
While the fire of desire still burned within him, Yusuke continued to seek comfort from Keigo. Half-lying down, only his waist
connected to Keigo's knees in this erotic position, Yusuke tried to accept Keigo's penis. Keigo, too, desperately
suppressed his urge to burst forth, slowly entering in sync with Yusuke's pace.
"...Ugh... Ah..."
More than the intense impact of the foreign object, Yusuke couldn't believe that the feeling of wanting to become one with Keigo was so
urgent. And he was the one taking the initiative.
"Ah..."
With each sip of Keigo's penetration, an uneasy stirring overwhelmed Yusuke
's senses. Keigo's hands parted Yusuke's buttocks, making it easier for his member to penetrate to the deepest
point.
"Ah...mmm..."
Arching his back, Yusuke tried to resist the sensation. Keigo's fingers gently
caressed his member from the front, as if soothing him.
"...Ugh...mmm..."
With all his consciousness focused on the pleasure Keigo was giving him, Yusuke slowly swayed his hips.
"—Ah!"
With a powerful thrust, Keigo's member was fully inside Yusuke.
"Ah...Kigo, your...is inside me..."
"...Yusuke..."
Slowly leaning forward, Keigo embraced Yusuke from behind.
"Your body...is so hot and feels so good."
"Ah...mmm."
Clearly feeling Keigo's member filling his body, Yusuke involuntarily gasped.
"Your...all...?"
"...Yes."
"...Inside me...?"
"Yes..." "
...Let me feel it..."
"Yusuke..."
As if in response, Keigo began to move slowly and rhythmically. To avoid burdening Yusuke with his weight, Keigo
tried to straighten his back and maintain a certain rhythm.
"Ah...?"
With Keigo's thrusts, Yusuke clearly sensed the reaction within his body.
"Ah...right there...ah...so good..."
Yusuke, who had clearly shown Keigo his erogenous zones, also began to twist his waist.
"More...ahhh...! Not...enough!"
"Yusuke...is it okay?"
Keigo's questioning fingers reached forward again, where it was already fully prepared.
"...Kigo...I want more...!"
With permission granted, Keigo began to thrust wildly.
"Ah! Ah!"
In sync with Keigo's movements, Yusuke's voice grew even louder. In order to allow both of them to reach orgasm simultaneously
, Keigo reached out and grasped the base of Yusuke's penis, suppressing the impending explosion.
“No… Keigo… no… no…”
Yusuke, whose outlet was blocked, desperately tried to twist his body away.
“…Just a little more, Yusuke…”
Understanding the meaning behind Keigo’s words, Yusuke surrendered himself to Keigo and tried to restrain his actions.
“…I want to be with… Keigo… together…”
“Yusuke…”
“Together… as one… I’m so… happy…”
A sudden, intense pleasure surged through Keigo’s body. At the same time, he released Yusuke. Feeling
the heat that Keigo was shooting out inside him, the two of them reached their peak together.
“…I love you…”
Keigo’s voice seemed to come from afar, and Yusuke, who wanted to respond to him, could only give a weak smile.
Then, the gentle sleep demon crept into Yusuke’s deep consciousness, pulling him into a dark and peaceful world.
(5)
Sure enough, the only one who came to class the next morning was a refreshed Keigo. As for Chiaki, who had already anticipated this, she
couldn’t control her facial nerves and was full of displeasure.
Even if you get my consent, no one is in such a hurry to take action on the same day! Even with a belly full of anger,
she couldn't vent it on someone whose emotions were at their peak.
Glancing at Keigo, whose mood was almost nauseatingly good, out of the corner of her eye, Chiaki's face grew increasingly grim.
"Good morning! "
A cheerful greeting rang out in the classroom. Turning around to see the source of the voice, everyone present was stunned.
Who dared to respond to that greeting? The owner of the voice was none other than the eternally icy Kaminari Keigo! However,
not answering seemed a little terrifying.
"Good...good morning! Kaminari."
A boy mustered his courage and replied. Keigo, beaming, strode confidently towards Chiaki's
seat.
"Good morning."
"Stop nagging."
Keigo didn't seem to care at all, happily sitting down in the seat in front of Chiaki.
"—Aren't you going to ask?"
"Ask what?"
After replying, Chiaki regretted it. Because Keigo already looked like he couldn't wait to report
.
“Last night—”
“Hey, wait a minute.” Even the shrewd and worldly-wise Chiaki had no interest in listening to other people’s business. “No need to
report to me, I’ll experience it with my own body.”
Keigo’s lips twitched, and at the same time, the sound of an angel’s trumpet rang in Chiaki’s mind.
That’s right. Hallelujah!
Yusuke gave himself to Keigo, so there was no reason not to give himself to Chiaki. It might seem unbelievable to others,
However, the strange sense of equality among the three of them was ultimately incomprehensible to outsiders.
Keigo's ashen face further proved that Chiaki's idea was correct.
With a defiant smile, Chiaki turned to face Keigo again.
"Hmph...you'd better enjoy it while you can. If Yusuke moved into my house...he might never
want to go back to yours again!"
While she might not have that much confidence, it was quite effective at provoking Keigo. Keigo, though
unaware of Chiaki's actual experience, inexplicably felt that Chiaki's skills were definitely better than his own.
So Keigo's beaming face returned to its usual poker expression.
"I wanted to let him enjoy this bliss a little longer." But Chiaki had no intention of showing mercy to her enemy. Keigo
stood up, preparing to return to his seat, but after a few steps, he suddenly turned back slowly.
"...Yusuke's first time was only once."
Giving Chiaki a victorious smile, Keigo returned to his seat. Watching his retreating figure, this was the
first time in Chiaki's life that she had felt such intense hostility towards anyone.
"—Yusuke! Are you alright!"
Having skipped afternoon classes, Keigo rushed home. Yusuke, still in bed, lazily sat up
.
"You skipped class?"
"I was worried about you..."
"What are you talking about? If you repeat a year, I'm not waiting for you."
"No matter where you go, even to hell, I'll follow."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Keigo gazed at Yusuke's face with amusement. Yusuke, speechless, could only sigh.
Keigo reached out and pulled Yusuke into his arms, gently kissing his cheeks and neck.
"...Why are you so clingy in broad daylight..." Although Keigo didn't make any advances or ask for sex, he just
kept hugging and cuddling.
"I told Chiaki."
"Huh! So soon?"
"I can't wait to brag to him!"
"You..."
Knowing he'd find out sooner or later, Yusuke never expected it to be so soon.
"...You're incredibly stupid..."
"...I think so too."
Yusuke sighed again.
“Yusuke.”
“What? Idiot.”
“I can’t stop you from moving into Chiaki’s house, can I?”
“Of course. You’re the one who told everyone, so just accept it!”
“I still don’t want to.”
“Stop being unreasonable, okay?”
“No one says you have to keep your promises.”
“The same goes for my promises?”
Keigo was speechless. He could disregard his promise to Chiaki, but he couldn’t be careless with Yusuke.
“You promised me that Chiaki and I could do the same thing, right?”
“That’s…” “
…You said that, didn’t you?”
“…Yes.”
“Then you have nothing to complain about. It was the two of you who decided at first, and I moved into Chiaki’s house two weeks later
.” Keigo reluctantly nodded.
“But…”
“What? You still have something to say!”
Keigo found it hard to speak.
“You—will come back, right?”
“Huh?”
“Even if…you go to Chiaki’s house, after two weeks…”
“Didn’t we agree? What are you worried about?”
This time, Keigo hesitated for a longer time.
“…If Chiaki is better…”
“—Huh?” Completely baffled by Keigo’s words, Yusuke asked again.
“I mean, if Chiaki’s technique is better—”
“What technique?”
“Technique…it’s…”
Yusuke’s face turned bright red. Upon understanding Keigo’s words, he grabbed a pillow and threw it at his head.
“—Are you crazy?!”
“You know that perfectly well.”
“Are you really worried about that kind of thing?”
“Because Chiaki—” Keigo recounted his argument with Chiaki at school that day.
“…Chiaki really is…” Yusuke’s shoulders slumped weakly. “You’re no better! Why did you
take his words so seriously?”
“I understand that, but…”
Yusuke chuckled, snuggling against Keigo’s chest.
“Don’t worry about that kind of thing, because I really feel good!”
“Yusuke.”
Taking advantage of the sweet atmosphere, Keigo, wanting to spend another night with Yusuke, was turned away.
“I can’t stand doing this every day.”
“You’ll get used to it!”
“Hey! Of course you don’t care…”
“Didn’t you get any pleasure?”
“Idiot!”
In the end, the two of them became entangled again. To be honest, Yusuke didn’t dislike this kind of behavior. So he had no choice but
to let Keigo do it.
“Two days in a row? What’s going on? Wait a minute, you don’t have to tell me everything, I don’t want to hear it.”
On the third day, Chiaki greeted Yusuke with a displeased look on her face.
“I won’t interfere in your affairs anymore, but you’d better have plenty of energy before coming to my house.”
“Chiaki…”
“Begging is useless. If I didn’t have superhuman endurance, how could I endure such torture? Just be prepared!”
“…Yes.”
“Very good.”
Chiaki finally smiled. Yusuke, relieved, returned the smile.
Actually, Chiaki wasn’t that impatient. It would be better if some extra effort could be saved. As long as Yusuke
was determined, their sweet nightlife could still proceed smoothly. While he was a little envious of the time he spent at Qiwu's house , Qianjing 　　's plan
was that as long as Yusuke came to her house, the world would be hers .

For Keigo, two weeks passed like a dream. On the last day, Keigo specially
prepared a lavish meal for Yusuke, acting as a cook at home.
"It's not like it's goodbye forever, don't look so sad, okay?"
Even with the sumptuous food in front of him, Yusuke couldn't muster
any appetite from Keigo's sullen expression.
"It feels like goodbye to me."
"Don't say such unlucky things."
"Tonight is the only time you belong to me."
"Is that all you can think about?"
"What else can I think about besides that?"
Yusuke sighed helplessly.
"I didn't expect you to be so reserved."
"It's because of you that I'm like this!"
"So..."
Please let me eat! Yusuke's eyes spoke volumes.
"Try to eat."
"I'll start eating."
Yusuke happily began to eat. Keigo didn't touch his chopsticks, just stared at Yusuke.
"Please, don't always look so grumpy, okay?"
Keigo didn't answer, and let out another long sigh.
"I'll let you cook as much as you want tonight, is that alright?"
Hearing Yusuke's words, Keigo's dazed eyes regained their sparkle, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
"...It all comes down to this..."
"Welcome to my humble abode!"
Having driven all the way to pick him up and even deliberately mocking Keigo who had almost seen her off in tears, Chiaki finally managed to bring Yusuke
home.
"Please take good care of me."
After a polite greeting, Yusuke entered Chiaki's room.
"Are you hungry?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go out to eat!"
"I'm exhausted, cook for me."
"Huh?"
"I'm too lazy to go out."
The troublesome thing was that Chiaki had absolutely no cooking skills. However, seeing Yusuke's expectant eyes, Chiaki's pride
wouldn't allow her to show weakness.
"—How is it?"
Having finally managed to cook a meal, Chiaki anxiously watched Yusuke take a bite.
"—It tastes awful."
"Really?"
"Kigo's cooking is better."
"That's why I told you to eat out!"
"—I'm not letting you cook today. I'm hungry and in a bad mood."
"—Yusuke!"
No matter what, appetite trumps lust. Yusuke is, after all, a high school student still going through puberty!
Kijima Yusuke has been at the private Shita High School for over two months now. Gradually getting used to
changing his living environment every two weeks, he can even handle the previously most troublesome heavy workload with ease.
This is because his roommates are all exceptionally intelligent, taking meticulous care of him from guessing exam questions to final review. Moreover,
these scholars (or rather, those who) have all repeated a year or two while waiting for Yusuke to enter high school, so they know
exactly what the teachers' exam questions are like, naturally making Yusuke's grades a breeze.
"Just remember the exam questions," is their mantra.
After saying all this, you should know who they are, right? Keigo Kamiya and Chiaki Senoo were Yusuke's
roommates, whom he changed every two weeks.
"Ugh...ahh..."
Annoying groans echoed from the spacious, bright kitchen.
The sound belonged to Yusuke. His hands were on the large dining table, forming a
position as if he were being hugged from behind. Chiaki, with broad shoulders that could easily encircle Yusuke, was the other woman. The two were almost
fully clothed and huddled together.
"...Why...why? You...always like this...!"
"—How is it?"
Chiaki asked, half-teasingly, looking at Yusuke groaning in her arms. Her eyes revealed an all-knowing
understanding, filled with a delighted smile.
"—You know it already, why ask!"
Chiaki shifted her hips slightly roughly, causing Yusuke to let out a soft moan.
"That's why I ask!"
Hearing Chiaki's usual tone, as if their affair had no effect on him whatsoever, Yusuke
twisted his body unhappily.
“In a place like this…”
With his body pinned down and penetrated, he couldn’t fully express any complaints. Yusuke clearly
felt Chiaki’s laughter.
“What does it matter? It’s more exciting this way!”
“And so suddenly…”
“…Is that so? Weren’t you fully prepared?”
“Ah ah…”
Chiaki’s slender fingers reached around and grasped Yusuke’s lower body. Just as he said, Yusuke’s penis
had already begun to flow with hot fluid.
“—Ah!”
Under the intense stimulation of Chiaki’s fingertips, Yusuke couldn’t help but arch his back.
“…And, you’re already impatient here…”
Reaching inside the shirt that wasn’t completely unbuttoned, Chiaki’s fingertips gently rubbed Yusuke’s nipples
.
“No…don’t…ah ah…”
“Really don’t want to?”
As she circled around the areolas, Yusuke’s breathing became more and more intense.
"Ah...ah...mmm..."
"Feels good, doesn't it? It's really exciting here."
"I...can't...take it anymore..."
"...Giving up already? I can't do anything with you..."
Holding Yusuke's penis, she slid it up and down, and Chiaki's waist began to thrust faster inside Yusuke.
"Ah—ah! Ahh! Ah..."
Stimulated by the increased speed, he reached his highest point in one go, Yusuke's penis flowing wildly in Chiaki's hands
, while Chiaki herself was also uncontrollably aroused inside Yusuke.
"...Why are you always like this..."
After their encounter in the kitchen, while showering in the bathroom, Yusuke was forced to have sex with Chiaki again. Dragging his exhausted
body back to bed, Yusuke finally had the strength to complain.
"How was it?"
The underage Chiaki lay on the bed smoking, still pretending to be clueless.
"Stop pretending, you pervert!"
He had used up too much energy, and his voice was weak.
"It feels so good to have one after sex."
"Go to hell!"
It takes strength to curse, and Yusuke's waist ached from the force of the blow, and his half-raised upper
body could only fall back onto the bed. Glancing sideways, Chiaki was smiling happily.
"...No matter how much energy I have, it's not enough for you to exploit me..."
"Is that so? You'll get used to it."
"Who'll get used to it! Idiot!"
"We're not playing a dangerous game, it's completely different from a real pervert. But if you really
can't tell the difference, I can teach you with my body, how about that?"
"Just kidding. If this goes on, I'll die."
"Your response is too good, and your moans are really beautiful."
"You should consider the place! It's early in the morning, but please don't ambush people without warning, okay
?"
"You seduced me first."
"I didn't!"
"Often."
"You beast."
"Thank you for your praise, I'm honored."
"Who's praising you!"
"If you keep talking, I'll do it again!"
Yusuke reluctantly stopped talking. Although it's Sunday, if this continues, he won't be able to go to
class tomorrow. If he can't go to class... a lot of trouble will happen.
"I really don't know what Keigo is doing? He makes you feel so good. Although it's all thanks to him, he
complains a lot if I'm even slightly rough."
"--Slightly?"
"I haven't hurt you, have I?"
That shouldn't be the point, right? But Yusuke didn't want to provoke Chiaki any further, so he didn't argue.
"Keigo is very gentle with me."
"It's a little unbelievable, but judging from how much he values you, there's no doubt about it.
But cherishing is one thing, but won't you get bored if the sex is too monotonous?"
Is this a topic for teenagers to discuss? Seeing Chiaki's serious question, Yusuke couldn't help but fall into
thought.
"...No?" Chiaki raised her index finger and shook it a few times.
"That's because you're not skilled enough yet. Monotonous things will eventually get boring. In six months, you
'll definitely think I'm better."
"You mean you're skilled enough?"
The simple question hit Chiaki's sore spot.
"That's not the point. What I wanted to say was..."
"It's very comfortable doing it with Keigo."
"That's right now."
"He never forgets to bring me to orgasm."
"Because you're still inexperienced."
"Unlike you, who's so malicious."
"You'll find it very comfortable soon."
"Because it's so comfortable, I've lost my senses many times."
"Wait a minute." In that case, perhaps Keigo's skills shouldn't be underestimated. "Sex isn't for discussing,
it's for doing."
The increasingly strong sense of resistance led Chiaki to pin the elusive Yusuke to the bed.
"Idiot Chiaki! Stop playing around!"
However, Yusuke knew better than anyone that resistance was useless.
"—You look sleepy, Yusuke."
On a crisp and warm Monday morning, appearing behind Yusuke like a guardian angel, it was obvious that
it was Ueyasu Keigo.
"Good...good morning, Keigo."
For some reason, a little timid, Yusuke didn't dare to turn around and look at him. After years of getting to know each other, Yusuke knew that Keigo
would never treat him roughly. Yusuke was absolutely certain of that. But today, I felt a cold
sensation sliding down my back; perhaps that's what you call guilt…
“…Yusuke, what's wrong? You seem to be trembling…?”
“Your expression is terrifying!”
“I was born with this face.”
That's not what I wanted to say, but the words wouldn't come out, and I didn't dare meet Keigo's eyes.
“Yusuke, look at me.” Keigo's tone brooked no resistance, so Yusuke slowly raised his head.
“Do you like me?”
Meeting Keigo's uneasy eyes, Yusuke nodded subconsciously.
“…Really?”
“…Yes.”
He finally smiled.
“What's wrong… Keigo?”
“—I promised you.”
“…Huh?”
“…I promised you I would never complain.”
This was just a different form of pressure. Knowing this, Yusuke couldn't ignore its presence.
"—You made your own decisions, so you have to bear all the consequences! Don't keep
saying things like that to me!"
"...What are you two talking about so early in the morning?"
Someone spoke from behind again, and this time Yusuke's heart nearly stopped.
"Oh, the weather is so nice today."
The owner of the voice was, of course, Chiaki. Yusuke prayed in his heart that he wouldn't say anything, preferably
not a single word.
"Trying to intercept him won't work, Keigo. Yusuke is mine now."
Ah, how could Chiaki not say a word? Provoking Keigo was a daily routine for him. Keigo remained expressionless and silent. However, Yusuke and Chiaki, his childhood friends, could always 　　read his mind beneath
that expressionless mask .

"...?" Chiaki stared at Keigo in surprise. "Are you dead?"
Hearing Chiaki's words, Yusuke felt the same way. Keigo was truly "expressionless."
"--Keigo?"
Yusuke couldn't help but call out worriedly. Only then did Keigo slowly turn to face Yusuke.
"Summer vacation is coming soon."
"--Huh?" The abrupt answer left Chiaki and Yusuke completely bewildered.
"Exams are over, how about we go somewhere fun?"
Every year during spring break, summer break, and winter break, the three of them would plan a trip to another city. So the three of them were almost
never apart.
"...What? It's rare to see you so relaxed."
Seeing this, Chiaki also paused her attack.
"Summer vacation is coming soon."
"--Where to go?"
Although he felt slightly uneasy about Keigo's attitude, Yusuke still asked as usual.
"Actually, there's no particular place I want to go. Like before, we'll just go wherever we end up."
Both Keigo and Chiaki hated trains and buses. Chiaki only rides in her own car, while Keigo hates cars
, especially Chiaki's. Yusuke, who doesn't have his own transportation, mostly rides in Chiaki's car,
but immediately abandons her and jumps into Keigo's arms whenever there's a traffic jam.
"Which direction should we go?" Chiaki, no longer teasing Keigo, begins a serious discussion about the itinerary.
"—Let's head west. We'll go through Hakone and Gotemba, and decide what to do when we get to the Shizuoka area."
"When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow's exam day, so let's leave early."
"No way!" Yusuke blurts out involuntarily.
"Next week there's a graduation ceremony where we get our report cards!" Keigo and Chiaki both
show surprise at Yusuke's comment.
"So what?" At this moment, their understanding is as seamless as angelic harmony.
"Because…the report card…"
"So what about the report card?" These two have completely different mental structures than he does, Yusuke
thinks with mixed feelings.
“You two are so smart and clever, that’s why you can be so carefree! Ever since I got into this prestigious
school, I can’t sleep at night just thinking about my grades!”
“What’s there to worry about?” the angelic voice chimed in again. “Just do as we say, and we guarantee you
’ll get A’s in every subject, pass the exam.”
Chiaki said decisively with an air of certainty. Forced
to comply by the two, Yusuke had no choice but to give in.
Thanks to these two excellent tutors, Yusuke finally passed his exams without incident. However,
under the pressure of the planned trip, his small hope of seeing the fruits of his labor as soon as possible was dashed.
“Just pick them up when school starts,”
Chiaki said casually, making the decision for Yusuke. Yusuke felt like he lived in a completely different
world from them.
"Then it's decided. I'll be at Chiaki's house at four o'clock tomorrow morning."
"That's good, but what about Yusuke's contract? There are only three days left."
"We can continue it when we get back."
"Okay. I'll be waiting for you at four."
"--Why does it always have to be so early..."
Yusuke muttered, and Chiaki's face fell.
"It's me who suffers when there's traffic!"
Keigo thought to himself that traffic jams had nothing to do with him, but he didn't say it out loud.
Yusuke, on the other hand, secretly prayed that nothing bad would happen that day. --Amen.
"--Why isn't he here yet?"
It was already 4:30, and Keigo hadn't appeared. Keigo, who was never late when Yusuke was involved,
made the two of them a little worried.
"Let's go to Keigo's house and see." They had already called, but only the answering machine was ringing. Chiaki
picked up the Porsche car keys.
"--I'll go too."
"You stay here. Maybe Keigo will come later, or he might call. I'll be back in half an hour
."
Yusuke had no choice but to wait obediently at Chiaki's house. Less than 15 minutes later, the phone rang, and Yusuke rushed to the phone
. It was Chiaki calling.
"—Kigo isn't coming." It was Chiaki calling from Kigo's house.
"Why? What happened?"
"He left a note that said 'I'm going now.'"
"—That's all?" "
That's all." "
...It's unbelievable."
"—Me too. Anyway, I'll be back later. I'm so angry, I need to take a nap to calm down."
She hung up the phone. Chiaki's anger was justified, and Yusuke thought so too! However, he
still couldn't explain Kigo's sudden action. Would he abandon him and go on a trip alone? And
Kigo's attitude had been a bit off since yesterday.
"What a selfish guy! That idiot!" Filled with anger, Chiaki kicked open the door and yelled all the way in.
"Because I had to get up early, I had to hug Yusuke last night!" Anyway, that's all you're angry about, Yusuke thought. Is he going
to do it now?
"I'm exhausted, I'm not in the mood to do anything!" Knowing what Yusuke was thinking from his expression, Chiaki angrily
threw down a sentence, took off her clothes, and crawled into bed, pulling the covers over her head to sleep.
Yusuke also wanted to catch up on sleep, but with his mind in turmoil, how could he fall asleep? Where on earth had Keigo gone? He said he wanted
to go west, so did he really go to Shizuoka? Knowing Keigo's personality, saying he was going west might mean he was
going east. Yusuke took out a road map. If it followed the route they discussed yesterday, he must have gone from the Tomei
Expressway through Gotemba to Shizuoka, because the Tomei Expressway was the main artery to Kanto.
Now, even if he wanted to catch up, he couldn't, because Keigo was riding a motorcycle, and he might not even follow
the original route. Staring at the map for a few seconds, Yusuke could only sigh and give up. Maybe
he'll come back on his own in two or three days? Yusuke comforted himself with these words. Looking at Chiaki, who was already fast asleep on the bed, he felt...
Having exhausted all other options, Yusuke had no choice but to go to bed.
(6)
Three days passed, and Keigo still hadn't returned.
"Where are you going?" Chiaki asked, puzzled.
On the third day, Yusuke began packing his luggage.
"To Keigo's house. Shouldn't we be going to Keigo's place starting today?"
Yusuke answered to himself with his head down, leaving Chiaki speechless. As if he had done something wrong, Yusuke secretly raised
his head, and Chiaki's face showed an unusually uneasy expression.
"...No?"
Chiaki asked cautiously, but just shook her head silently.
"Why not? This is our promise. ...It's just..."
"Perhaps Keigo has already returned. I'm going to his house to wait for him."
Chiaki nodded in agreement.
"—Do you want to come along?"
Surprised by Yusuke's invitation, Chiaki smiled and shook her head.
"No need. Perhaps he will contact me. It's not good if no one is around."
Yusuke breathed a slight sigh of relief. Chiaki was indeed still worried about Keigo.
Without asking Chiaki to take him, Yusuke rode his bicycle back to Keigo's house. Three days' worth
of newspapers were in the mailbox; he hadn't returned, as expected.
He opened the door, and the summer air filled the room. He drew back the curtains to let the sunlight in, then
turned on the air conditioner. Walking to the refrigerator, knowing it only contained beer and bottled water, Yusuke opened a bottle
and looked around the room, feeling utterly devoid of life. Keigo was a skilled cook, but he never cooked for himself.
All the food was prepared for Yusuke.
With nothing to do, he watched TV and watched videos. He still felt utterly bored.
"...Like a fool..."
Yusuke wasn't sure if he was saying this to himself or to Keigo. He picked up the phone; to kill the boredom, Yusuke
frantically called his friends everywhere, and since he was so worried, paying for the calls was only fair
.
When there was nothing left to do, Yusuke simply lay on the bed, playing CDs incessantly, and eventually fell asleep.
When he woke up, Keigo still hadn't returned.
After a week-long exam break, Yusuke received his report card after attending the graduation ceremony. Although he didn't
get all A's, it was still a good score he could boast about to his parents. Chiaki even praised herself, which was rare for her, but Yusuke
still felt a faint sadness.
"—Go back to my house. I won't force you to do things you don't want to do anymore."
Unable to bear seeing Yusuke's dejected appearance, Chiaki spoke up.
"Ten more days."
"That's true." Chiaki stuck out her tongue in slight annoyance. "The break is coming up soon. If you
want to keep your promise to Keigo, go back to your house. At least you won't have to worry about food."
Chiaki was worried about Yusuke in her own way. Yusuke understood, of course, but he just couldn't bring himself to nod in
agreement.
"—If he comes back and doesn't see anyone, he'll be so lonely." "Are you
done yet! It's not like he'll come back any sooner just because you're here. —Fine, I'll come see
you every day, so eat your meals properly."
"Your cooking is awful."
"Who said I was going to cook? I ordered takeout! You don't like eating out anyway, do you?"
"Yeah."
"—Then keep the receipts and ask Keigo for the money."
Yusuke finally smiled.
"Will you stay at Keigo's house all the time?"
"—No, I'll leave after dinner. If he comes back and sees you and me greeting him, he might get angry and
run away again."
"What if he comes back while we're eating?"
"We'll see then. It's his own fault for running away without a word."
"Why did he leave alone?"
"How should I know? Go ask him yourself."
"Will he come back?"
"Probably? Because you're here."
Yusuke initially thought so too, but now his confidence wavered. Since he was here,
why should Keigo leave?
However, Yusuke didn't tell Chiaki about this thought.
With Chiaki's company for the past six days, the remaining ten days passed quickly.
In other words, Keigo remained silent for those ten days.
"—Do you want to stay here?"
Today was the day to go to Chiaki's house, the last day of July. August was approaching,
and the sweltering heat had little effect on Yusuke, who was almost always indoors.
Keigo hadn't been seen for two whole weeks.
"—Huh?" Yusuke didn't understand Chiaki's meaning.
"You're worried about Keigo, aren't you? Even if you come to my house, you'll still be thinking about him every day. I don't like that
feeling."
Although her tone was a bit harsh, Yusuke understood Chiaki's underlying meaning. Honestly, Yusuke
was considering whether to notify Keigo's parents. Even if something had happened, they should still be in contact!
"...Is it okay?"
"It's not a problem, you can stay if you want."
Chiaki, still trying to sound tough, couldn't help but sigh after speaking.
"...That's so discouraging...sigh..."
Yusuke knew this was Chiaki's true feeling. Having been alone for so long, doesn't Keigo
feel any discomfort at all? Yusuke couldn't sleep at night worrying about Keigo's disappearance.
"...Remember to eat."
Chiaki hadn't been coming every day lately, so Yusuke had gradually gotten used to taking care of his stomach.
"I'll call you every night."
"Okay."
"Are you okay being alone?" "
I'm fine."
"..."
Seeing the complicated expression on Chiaki's face, Yusuke gave him a calm smile.
"I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing? I'll settle this with Keigo later." After saying that, she gently hugged Yusuke, as if in response...
Yusuke wrapped his arms around Chiaki's neck and slowly pressed his lips to hers.
August had arrived, and every day and night was sweltering and oppressive. Because Chiaki would scold him for not eating,
Yusuke only ate three meals a day. However, whether Yusuke, who ate three times the normal amount, could actually cook
a decent meal was unknown. In any case, the days passed lazily.
Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye. With nothing to do, Yusuke
finished almost all the assignments given by his teacher. Only the history report remained, so he went to the library every two days to find materials. Half the reason for going to the library
was because Chiaki had almost nag Yusuke not to stay cooped up at home every day, and although Chiaki
called him every day, she rarely showed up.
A week passed, and Chiaki didn't come to pick him up. She only said on the phone that he could come anytime he wanted.
Every two o'clock was Yusuke's bedtime. Keigo originally wanted to buy an extra bed for Yusuke,
but Keigo's double bed was large enough for two people, so there was no need to buy another one.
Sleeping alone in this large bed, he realized what loneliness felt like. He reached out and couldn't touch a trace of warmth
. Although Yusuke knew he wasn't a child anymore, a
wave of sadness would involuntarily wash over him when he woke up in the middle of the night, especially when he dreamed of Keigo returning.
Mid-August was already past; what if Keigo didn't become gloomy after summer vacation? Keigo had been missing
for a month.
Seeing the mark on the calendar, Yusuke realized that summer vacation would only last a week. Since he was old enough to understand
, he had never experienced such a long and boring summer vacation.
To pass the time, Yusuke went to the video rental store and borrowed Disney
cartoons like Peter Pan and The Little Mermaid. He borrowed almost every tape he liked. From Arnold Schwarzenegger to Eddie Murphy, from Mel
Gibson to Bruce Willis. Even Michael Fox's Back to the Future, which he wasn't particularly interested in, had been watched from the first to the
fourth installment until there was nothing else to watch, so he resorted to Disney cartoons. It was all Keigo's fault.
"...When I was little, I was so afraid of Captain Hook. Because his hand was an iron hook..."
The biggest evidence of his habit of living alone was that he started talking to himself. After talking for a while, he realized it again and felt a
wave of emptiness. Just as he was about to watch Peter Pan again, Chiaki's timed call rang precisely at eleven o'clock.
"—Hello?"
There was silence on the other end of the line.
"...Who is it—" Yusuke realized what was happening before he could finish speaking. —Keigo?
He gripped the phone tightly and shouted.
"...Is that Yusuke?"
"Keigo!"
The voice coming from the phone was unmistakably Ueyasu Keigo. Yusuke, almost crushing the phone in his hand, couldn't help
but tremble.
"Where are you? Where did you call from! Come back now! Come back right now!"
"I didn't expect you to be here, so I only put in 10 yen."
"What nonsense are you talking about! Come back first—"
The phone hung up. Where did he call from? The sound of the signal being cut off suggested
the location wasn't very close. However, his whereabouts remained unknown.
Yusuke, expecting Keigo to call back, waited motionless in front of the phone for an hour. But
the phone remained silent.
He wanted to contact Chiaki immediately, but knowing nothing about the call would
only cause her unnecessary worry.
Midnight, one o'clock, two o'clock passed, but the phone remained still (Chiaki had called to answer the timer).
When the clock struck three, Yusuke began to wane. He had vowed to wait all night for Keigo's call, but
had he succumbed to the relentless attack of sleep? Tears welled in Yusuke's eyes. Climbing into bed, Yusuke thought, "
How can I succumb to sleep so easily? I must rely on my willpower to stay awake until dawn."
He turned on all the lights, CD player, and television, attempting to use external forces to fight off the sleep. However
, before long, the determined Yusuke's pillow was soaked with tears, and he became a prisoner of sleep. Around four o'clock,
Yusuke, deep in his dreams, was completely unaware that someone had opened the door and entered. A figure slowly approached the bedside, looking down at Yusuke. The figure lifted
his hair and gently kissed his forehead, while Yusuke remained fast asleep. Only when the figure kissed his cheek
, nose, and eyelids did he slowly wake up.
"...Hmm..."
Feeling the suction on his lips, Yusuke slowly opened his eyes. When he caught sight of the figure before him,
a smile bloomed on his lips. At this point, Yusuke was probably not fully awake, unable to distinguish between dream
and reality. Watching the face slowly approach, Yusuke subconsciously parted his lips slightly, waiting for the other's
arrival. After a moment of tender embrace around the neck, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"—Ugh!!"
His lips were still blocked, so he couldn't utter the correct sound.
"—Kigo!"
Yusuke shouted, finally managing to break free from Keigo's lips and get some oxygen.
The two stared at each other in silence. Yusuke still felt like he was in a dream, only realizing it
was real when he reached out to touch Keigo's face. A tear of relief welled up in his eye.
"...I'm back." Hearing his voice, Yusuke jolted awake, raising his hand and
slapping Keigo's only source of pride—his handsome face—with all his might.
"—Ugh..."
Even a slap from a loved one still hurts.
"—You bastard!" Yusuke cried and cursed.
Keigo, stroking his right, red and swollen cheek, simply smiled. Yusuke had been planning to
give him a good scolding when he returned, but now that he was in front of him, he couldn't utter a word. Reaching out,
Yusuke hugged Keigo tightly.
"...I've been waiting for your call..."
His voice, choked with sobs, betrayed his tenderness. At this moment, Yusuke couldn't care less about anything else; all he could think about was how
to keep Keigo in front of him.
"Because I want to come back immediately..."
"Don't you even have time to make a phone call?"
“I’m out of change and I didn’t bring a phone card, and there’s no convenience store around—
”
“…Where were you then?”
“Aomori.”
“—You rushed back from Aomori?”
“You told me to come back immediately…”
“Did you travel non-stop from Aomori?”
“No, I stopped to refuel a few times, so I was a little delayed. And once the engine stalled temporarily, and
I tripped and fell.”
“…You silly goose.”
“I know.”
Seeing Keigo’s long-lost smile, Yusuke couldn’t help but rush forward and kiss him tightly. In an instant, their bodies were
ablaze with desire.
“…Kei…go…”
Between their lips, which were only centimeters apart, Yusuke kept calling Keigo’s name in a dreamlike voice,
his hands, burning with desire, restlessly tugging at Keigo’s clothes.
“—Yusuke…”
“…Quick…I want…”
Yusuke desperately craved Keigo’s body. His tongue pried open Keigo’s teeth and intertwined with his,
Yusuke pulled Keigo closer and they both fell onto the bed.
"Wait—wait a minute."
Yusuke, in control, pushed Keigo up. Keigo, his face blank, didn't understand
what Yusuke wanted to do.
"Take off all your clothes, it'll save you the trouble." As he spoke, Yusuke took off his shorts and t-shirt.
"What are you looking at? I'm not doing a striptease, hurry up and take them off!"
Keigo finally snapped out of his daze and quickly ripped off his clothes. Seeing his childish actions, Yusuke couldn't
help but laugh.
"—Don't tell me you're too tired to do it after you just got back."
"Even if I die, I won't say that."
Yusuke hugged Keigo and pressed himself against him.
"You can come in right now."
"But—"
Yusuke straddled Keigo, adopting a rather provocative position.
"...See...it should be okay now." Yusuke slowly swayed his hips, rubbing against Keigo's penis.
Keigo's hands slid from Yusuke's back to his buttocks.
“…Yes…hurry up…”
Impatiently, Yusuke automatically arched his back, making it easier for Keigo’s fingers to penetrate his secret place.
“…Mmm…almost there…”
Suddenly, Keigo’s other hand reached around and grasped Yusuke’s still erect penis.
“—Ah—”
With just a light scratch on the tip, Yusuke’s secretions wet Keigo’s fingers. His heart pounded, and
his whole body was flushed red with rushing blood.
“Keigo—stop playing around…hurry…ah…ahhh…”
As the second finger moved back and forth on Yusuke’s inner walls, his penis also
frequently rose due to the unbearable stimulation. The nipples, which he hadn’t had time to care for, also stood up on their own, tinged with an alluring
blush. Yusuke’s skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his figure became even more seductive.
“Never mind…I’ll…do it myself…”
With a twist of his waist, he left Keigo’s wrist. Yusuke arched his back to welcome Keigo’s penis.
“…Hmm…”
Yusuke straddled Keigo’s waist, legs spread, right hand supporting his private parts, while left hand guided Keigo’s member
forward.
“Ah…ahhh…”
Just as Keigo’s tip entered, Yusuke instinctively lifted his lower body. Keigo tried to help,
but Yusuke angrily slapped his hand away.
“…It’s okay! I can do it myself…!”
Seeing Yusuke’s childish tantrum, Keigo had no choice but to let him do it.
“—Ah…ah…”
He exhaled deeply, slowly lowering his waist. After the difficult-to-enter tip passed, the rest
moved forward smoothly.
“Phew…”
After successfully fitting perfectly with Keigo’s waist, Yusuke let out a sweet sigh. Keigo had
barely moved, and Yusuke had to arch his back to endure the stimulating pleasure. He reached out and pinched Yusuke’s
sweaty nipple.
“…Ah…”
“…Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you.” As if to prove his words, Keigo’s member
rapidly swelled inside Yusuke. Sensitive to his message, Yusuke desperately suppressed his surging
passion.
“…You haven’t been having an affair, have you…”
Keigo forced a smile, trying to appear calm.
“—No one but you can arouse me.”
“Ahhh!”
Keigo’s fingers suddenly pressed down on Yusuke’s member, the unexpected stimulation causing Yusuke to ejaculate instantly.
“No…don’t…”
Yusuke, unwilling to reach the peak alone, tried to stop Keigo’s hand.
“Not yet…ahhh!”
As Keigo began to thrust, Yusuke’s mind went blank. Waves of pleasure from the point of connection coursed through
his spine, and Yusuke uncontrollably swayed his hips up and down.
“Mmm—ahhh! I want more…I want more…Keigo…!”
A surge of heat shot into Yusuke’s body, and Keigo, who hadn’t left Yusuke’s body, almost immediately swelled up again.
Sensing the changes in Keigo inside him, Keigo’s emotions grew increasingly aroused.
“So…so good…Keigo…”
“—Yusuke…”
Yusuke slowly leaned down, teasing Keigo’s lips with his tongue before sliding it inside. Keigo simply raised his knees and
thrust harder from below, his hands moving to Yusuke’s mounds, rubbing them back and forth before opening the two doors even wider.
“Ah…! Ah…”
Feeling Keigo’s fingers gently caressing the point of union, a tingling sensation made Yusuke want to straighten up.
“Ah ah…ah ah…don’t stop…”
Swaying his hips, Yusuke greedily demanded every inch of Keigo's body.
"Ah... Keigo... Ugh..."
Grasping his own member, Yusuke writhed violently up and down. Keigo's wrists supported Yusuke's waist
, and in rhythm with their movements, the two entered a blissful, heavenly realm together.
"It feels like it's been a long time since we've done this."
Holding Yusuke, Keigo expressed his post-coital feelings with slight surprise. Yes, Yusuke had originally wanted to
say that, but then felt it was too direct, so he changed his words.
"We haven't done it in a while, have we?" Keigo replied with a smile.
"—Kigo, tell me why you suddenly disappeared?"
Keigo, unsure how to explain, fell into deep thought.
"...I don't know how to say it..."
"I know you're not very good with words, so leave the reasoning to me. Just tell me."
"Because—" Frowning, Keigo looked at Yusuke, "I want to think carefully about your situation."
"—Huh?" To reason, you need to have a logical basis. "Is this why you left us?"
"Because...you..."
"Hmm." Now there's something to talk about. Yusuke told himself not to lose his temper and patiently listened to him
finish.
"Whenever you go to Chiaki's place, I feel so painful just thinking about you..."
"...Hmm."
"I definitely can't take it anymore if this continues, so I want some peace and quiet to think about what to do."
"So you were originally planning to travel alone?"
"No, it was..."
"Huh?"
"That morning I suddenly thought of..."
"—"
"Just go..."
"—Bastard!!"
Forgetting the decision he had just made, Yusuke couldn't help but lose his temper.
"Please don't make this kind of decision at four in the morning! You big idiot! Because of you, I
haven't had a decent meal for a month, do you know that?!"
"I'll make you whatever you want to eat."
"...Ugh...Ugh..."
Although he knew very well that the problem wasn't there, Keigo's cooking was too tempting, and he couldn't just refuse
.
"So? Have you come to a conclusion?"
"No, not yet..."
"You really are a super idiot..."
Like a deflated balloon, Yusuke let out a long sigh.
"Then why did you come back?" He added, "I didn't want you not to come back."
"You're the one who told me to come back..."
A second sigh.
"Let me tell you first, I'm not responsible."
"I know, but never mind." This time it was Keigo's turn to sigh, "I've fully realized that I can't live
without you. So it's okay to keep things as they are."
"So silly..." Yusuke hugged Keigo tightly, "I also know that I can't stand the days without you
."
"You're too good, Yusuke."
With a stern face, Yusuke pulled away from him.
"—Let me tell you, I'm still angry. So I don't want to comfort you, much less pity you. Your
worries about me are your own doing, and I can't help you with that. I just want you to understand that I need you.
Do you know how worried I am about you? Just thinking about what might happen to you makes me—"
Before he could finish, Yusuke was embraced. Although he knew his last few words were almost a show of bravado,
he just didn't want Keigo to think he was comforting him.
"...Thank you."
"You should have said that from the beginning, you idiot."
Keigo gently kissed Yusuke's nose to comfort him. With a smile, Yusuke's tears flowed again
.
"...Strange, I have a bad feeling."
The next morning, Chiaki woke up with a frown. Of course, Chiaki didn't know that Keigo had returned and
made love with Yusuke. But his beast-like intuition told him that something was wrong.
So Chiaki quickly washed up, changed his clothes, jumped into his Porsche, and
slammed on the gas, speeding forward. Chiaki, who was originally a car enthusiast, didn't care about the worn tires or the engine's
strange noise. She just focused on rushing towards her destination.
(7)
It had been a long time since she had slept soundly. She woke up once before noon and, after confirming that Keigo was still holding her,
Yusuke fell asleep again with peace of mind.
Until someone kicked the door open and entered—
"As expected! My premonition was right!"
Keigo and Yusuke, who were still half asleep, could not immediately understand the situation . They saw
Chiaki, who looked like a ghost, standing by the bed with her hands on her hips.
"You came back last night, right? Keigo. And then you and Yusuke enjoyed the whole night together, didn't you! Do you
know that since you disappeared, I haven't touched a single finger of Yusuke!"
Keigo, who was still half asleep, sat up and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"...Good morning, Chiaki."
"Are you trying to kill yourself? Keigo! I've always lived a life of abstinence. Hey! Get up, Yusuke."
"—What did you say?"
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm fuming."
"You said you haven't done anything?"
"Shut up."
Chiaki quickly stripped off her clothes and crawled next to Yusuke.
"Hmm..." Yusuke didn't notice the extra person beside him.
"Hey! Chiaki..."
Although he knew what Chiaki wanted to do, he felt guilty and couldn't forcefully
stop her. Turning Yusuke's back to her, Chiaki slid her fingers down, between Yusuke's breasts, and
roughly thrust in. "—!!!" This considerable impact completely woke Yusuke.
"...Wh...what are you doing? Keigo!"
He couldn't be blamed for making a mistake, because the only person he saw when he opened his eyes was Keigo.
That was true, but it would have been better if he could have explained it in more detail.
"If it wasn't you, who else could it be, so early in the morning—" "
Whether it's early morning or night, you have no right to stop me."
Hearing the voice from behind, Yusuke froze. Without a word, Yusuke knew
who the voice belonged to, which meant the finger moving inside him was…
"—Chikage!"
"Yo, Yusuke. Looks like you two had a good time last night!"
Before he could even retort, Chikage had already caught him red-handed. Yusuke's body was still
damp from last night's passion.
"...Wait…wait a minute, let's talk this out—"
Yusuke wanted to stop Chikage, but then he realized that the person behind him was completely naked. This meant…
"—No way! Wait a minute, Chikage! Stop him! Keigo!"
"Do you have the right to stop me?"
From his back, Yusuke could clearly feel Chikage's murderous intent had transformed into demonic energy.
"You, you need to calm down, Chiaki..."
Knowing it was useless, Yusuke still tried desperately to persuade Chiaki.
"Let's discuss this another day, Chiaki."
Although his voice was calm, Chiaki could tell he was extremely anxious the moment their eyes met.
"That's true, it's not very exciting to do it with Yusuke in front of you."
Yusuke nodded quickly, and Keigo nodded slightly as well.
"Alright, I'll give you a choice. Do you want to go for a walk outside for two or three hours, or—do it with us
?"
Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Although his expression didn't change at all, Keigo was indeed startled
.
"—What are you talking about!!!"
Yusuke's reaction was the most normal.
"You have absolutely no choice. I didn't touch a hair on your head while Keigo was away.
And as soon as he got back, you couldn't wait to spend the night with him. Humph, anyway, this is Keigo's home,
so let Keigo choose for himself."
"You think I don't know what you're thinking!"
"Oh? What am I thinking?" Chiaki deliberately feigned ignorance, turning her head away.
"You just love playing games, don't you! You're always looking for an opportunity! You pervert!"
"You'd better shut up, Yusuke."
"—Wow!"
Yusuke's sudden scream had a reason. Because Chiaki had inserted her member into Yusuke's
body without warning. And Yusuke's soft interior easily swallowed Chiaki.
"Chi...Chiaki! Idiot..."
"—Chiaki!"
Even the slow-witted Keigo understood what was happening under the covers. He wanted to stop her, but met
Chiaki's sharp gaze and swallowed his words.
"What should we do, Keigo? Should we go out or come together? Make a decision quickly."
Chiaki's fingers moved around to caress Yusuke's penis. Although unwilling, Yusuke knew his
body was starting to feel something. Thinking about it carefully, he had been abstaining for a month. Although last night's lovemaking
had satisfied his mind, his body was still restless.
"...Okay. But just this once."
It was Yusuke who made the decision. Keigo's eyes widened in disbelief, while Chiaki's face showed joy.
"Great, Yusuke agreed."
"--But I want an emperor-level experience!"
"Leave it to me."
If they were going to do it, they wanted to do it comfortably. Besides, if Keigo went out now, the guilt alone
would prevent him from relaxing and fully enjoying the pleasure. Yusuke pulled the still bewildered Keigo and kissed him forcefully.
“…Yusuke…”
“…Don’t hesitate any longer. If you really like me, let me enjoy myself. Because
my body isn’t satisfied yet!”
As soon as he finished speaking, pleasure appeared on Yusuke’s face. Chiaki had begun to move.
“—Keigo, can you really refuse Yusuke’s invitation?”
Since he couldn’t come to a conclusion anyway, he figured it was better to do it first than regret it later. Keigo reached out and stroked
Yusuke’s chest, then leaned in and took his nipple into his mouth. Yusuke let out a sweet moan and wrapped his arms around Keigo’s back
. His other hand slid down to his lower body, where his erection was already high and firm.
“…Ah…”
Keigo finally abandoned his inhibitions, closed his eyes, and focused on surrendering himself to pleasure.
“Ahhh…ah! Ahhh!”
Chiaki began to move vigorously back and forth.
“Keigo, make Yusuke happy!”
Burying her head on Yusuke’s shoulder, Chiaki smiled provocatively. Keigo slipped under the covers and took
Yusuke's penis into his mouth.
"...Ah—"
The hot and wet sensation made Yusuke arch his upper body uncontrollably, while the tight inner walls caused the long-absent
Chiaki to burst forth.
"Ah...ah ah...mmm..."
"Not bad, right? Yusuke. Finally, you've tasted what it's like to have your other half embraced."
Chiaki's penis, which had just rested, began to regain its vigor inside Yusuke. Keigo spread Yusuke's legs apart,
tasting the root of his penis with his tongue, his fingers sliding down to find Yusuke's two round and swollen nipples
, gently rolling them in his palm, while Yusuke's body leaped like a white fish with each movement of Keigo's fingers.
"Ah...ah ah...so...comfortable..."
The heat of passion dyed every inch of Yusuke's skin red, while his greedy interior tightly gripped Chiaki's penis
.
“You’re getting better and better, Yusuke…”
As Keigo took over Yusuke’s lower body, Chiaki’s hands also found Yusuke’s chest and lips. He
rubbed Yusuke’s nipples with his fingers while inserting the fingers of his other hand into Yusuke’s mouth.
“…Mmm…ah…”
“—Good boy, Yusuke…yes, lick slowly…you’re doing very well…”
Keigo took the tip of Yusuke's clone into his mouth and sucked hard.
"—Ahhh—!"
The honey-like fluid gushing from the tip was all swallowed by Keigo. Yusuke's trembling body was directly transmitted to
Chikyo's clone inside him.
"Ah…! No…no…I can't…take it…"
"—You forgot, you asked for the Emperor-level enjoyment yourself, didn't you, Yusuke?"
Chikyo whispered in Yusuke's ear, and then bit his earlobe. With continuous thrusting, Chikyo finally
released her second load inside Yusuke.
"Hey, Yusuke, it's not time to rest yet!"
Yusuke was momentarily dazed. Coming back to his senses, he
met the mischievous Chikyo and Keigo's worried eyes.
"...I'm fine too."
At this moment, Yusuke really hated his competitive personality. Why did he have to compete with them in this kind of thing?
Although he knew that Chikyo was deliberately provoking him, his unwillingness to admit defeat only prolonged his suffering indefinitely.
“Then get up first.”
Holding Yusuke’s hand, Chiaki helped him up and made him kneel on the bed, then penetrated him from behind.
This time, there was no pain at all.
“…Mmm…”
Watching Yusuke’s trembling waist, Keigo slipped under Yusuke and began to caress his penis with his fingers.
“…Kei…Keigo’s…”
Adjusting his position, Yusuke took Keigo’s penis into his mouth as if covering Keigo’s body.
Because he was being stimulated from both ends at the same time, Yusuke, whose tongue skills were not very good to begin with, was even less able to concentrate on caressing Keigo
’s penis. However, despite the fact that Yusuke’s tongue skills still needed improvement, Keigo’s penis still swelled and hardened rapidly in his mouth.
“…Ah…”
With Chiaki’s invasion from behind and Keigo’s skillful caresses from the front, Yusuke could only surrender himself to pleasure in a daze
, uttering incoherent moans. Chiaki withdrew her penis and
thrust into Yusuke’s body again in one go. At the same time, Keigo also bit into Yusuke’s penis.
"—Wow—ah…"
A double climax deeply overwhelmed Yusuke's body, and Keigo's desire sprayed all over his face. When Chiaki
withdrew, Keigo turned Yusuke over and used his tongue to wipe the fluids covering his face.
"...Are you alright…?" Keigo stared at Yusuke's face.
"It should be fine, right? Yusuke."
Perhaps his mind was too muddled to obey him? Yusuke took Chiaki's deliberate provocation without hesitation
.
"—I can still hold on…"
"Then I apologize for my rudeness."
Yusuke, who had never hated himself as much as he did now, wanted to burst into tears.
"Come on, it's your turn."
Chiaki slapped Keigo's hand. Keigo, still confused, stood there in a daze.
"What are you still spacing out for? It's your turn."
Chiaki's excitement was nauseating.
Watching Yusuke slowly get up, Keigo hesitated.
“I don’t need it anymore, last night—”
“It’s okay, Keigo! I want you too!”
Knowing what Keigo was about to say, Yusuke deliberately interrupted to stop him from continuing. Yusuke understood perfectly well that Keigo was being considerate
, but that was precisely why he couldn’t let Chiaki enjoy it all by herself. However, Yusuke also knew that his thoughts
were exactly what Chiaki wanted.
“That’s right, that’s right, the show is just beginning!”
Chiaki smiled and lifted Yusuke’s lower body, making him straddle Keigo’s lap.
“…Ah…”
In a riding position, Yusuke accepted Keigo’s burning member.
“…Mmm…Ahhh…”
“—Your expression is so tempting…”
Chiaki moved around to face Yusuke, lifted his chin, and kissed his slightly parted lips that were emitting annoying moans,
coaxing out his tongue and sucking it hard. Then she used her knees to spread Yusuke’s legs apart, sliding down his inner thighs to his
crotch and grasping his member, Yusuke twisting his body as if trying to dodge.
Chiaki released her lips, using her free hand to stroke Yusuke's nipple while observing his expression.
This guy looks ecstatic, Yusuke thought. As long as he's happy, he'll suffer less.
Because Chiaki's way of making love was entirely about pursuing her own pleasure, regardless of what the other person thought. Judging from the current situation,
even if Chiaki did whatever she wanted, at least Keigo could satisfy his desires.
However, Yusuke, with only theory, couldn't enjoy the satisfaction that theory brought, because the uncontrollable pleasure
almost drove him to the brink of collapse with each eruption.
Chiaki (rarely) gently caressed him, licking from his neck down his chest to Yusuke's abdomen. The more Yusuke tried to
suppress the pleasure, the more it surged through every part of his body.
Keigo's hand slid from his side into his inner thigh, slowly separating them. Although Keigo wasn't making vigorous
movements inside Yusuke, he knew Yusuke's erogenous zones well, constantly pressing on that one spot.
"...Ugh...Mmm..."
Yusuke almost wanted to surrender. All of Yusuke's weaknesses were under their control; he
didn't even have time to breathe.
Chiaki leaned over the bed, teasingly licking Yusuke's penis from base to tip.
"...Ah—no..."
His body trembled uncontrollably, his pleading breaths deepening their desire. Knowing
this, Yusuke could no longer control himself.
"...Please...you...I..."
Each of Chiaki's fingers, like different creatures, stubbornly caressed Yusuke's penis, occasionally
touching it lightly with her lips and tongue, or stimulating it between her teeth. Waves of nectar overflowed from the tip, all
greedily sucked clean by Chiaki's tongue.
Meanwhile, the subtle rhythm of Keigo inside Yusuke was like a wildfire, setting Yusuke ablaze.
The weapon filling Yusuke's inner walls mercilessly pierced his narrow passage.
"Ah—!"
In an instant, everything went blank before my eyes, and my body seemed to split into pieces and melt away with the passionate magma.
At the same time, Yusuke's penis erupted in Chiaki's mouth. However, Chiaki, not one to let Yusuke off so easily,
continued sucking.
"—No—I can't...don't..."
"—Again."
You devil, Yusuke screamed inwardly. Chiaki grasped Yusuke's trembling penis with one hand,
while her other hand reached behind him to his anus.
"No...ahhh!" Chiaki began rubbing the point where Yusuke and Keigo were joined. "No
...um...!" "
...Still saying no? Look, it's already like this."
The penis, which he thought would never rise again, began to swell against his reason. Chiaki attempted
to arouse Yusuke's shame and thus achieve pleasure.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
Yusuke forcefully contracted his inner walls, feeling the imminent climax of Keigo.
"...I...will die..."
Squeezing out the last drop of energy, Yusuke completely lost consciousness this time.
When he regained his senses, Yusuke felt as if all the joints in his body had been shattered, and he was completely
unable to move, as if filled with lead.
"Are you alright?"
It was Keigo, as expected, looking at him with concern.
"...Where's Chiaki..."
"He went back. He said you could stay at my place for the next two weeks."
This guy really did run away, Yusuke thought. Suddenly, he felt a sharp emptiness in his stomach, a wave of hunger
washing over him. Of course he'd be hungry after such strenuous exercise, but he simply couldn't get up.
"...Are you hungry?"
Perhaps all his thoughts were written on his face. Keigo smiled as he watched Yusuke nod frantically
.
Like a patient who needed to be fed, Yusuke finally satisfied his appetite, and his mood improved considerably.
People are easily irritated when they're hungry.
"...I'm full."
"—Is that enough?"
Because he was so tired, Yusuke ate more than usual.
"Let him digest first, then eat more later."
"Tell me when you want to eat."
"...Keigo..."
"—Hmm?" Keigo's reply came from the kitchen.
"Don't you dare leave without saying goodbye again."
"..."
Keigo silently returned to his dorm room, leaning over the edge of the bed and gazing at Yusuke.
"...Don't go."
"—I don't know."
"Kigo!"
"...I won't lie to you, so I can't promise you."
"I'm the one who told you not to go."
Kigo still slowly shook his head. Yusuke suddenly felt a surge of anger, his face darkening as he turned his head away. Knowing
he was acting like a child, Yusuke couldn't control himself.
"...If you could stay by my side forever, I wouldn't go anywhere..."
With that, Kigo hugged Yusuke tightly.
"I'm sorry!" Knowing Kigo's feelings, yet only able to answer him with such words, Yusuke was angry at his own
indecisiveness. He wrapped his arms around Kigo's back and gently rested his head on his shoulder.
"You don't need to apologize. This is my problem."
"—Hmm..."
"—But, I won't leave you for this long again." Yusuke smiled and pulled away from Kigo's body.
"I know. You mean it'll only be two weeks at most, right?"
"Yeah."
"At least call me, okay?"
"I will."
"But you're not leaving yet, are you?"
"--Yeah--"
If Keigo were to disappear without a word again, Chiaki would have another reason to do something strange. Like last
night's "grotesque behavior," Yusuke couldn't stand it if it happened a few more times.
...Well, it wasn't like he didn't enjoy it at all...
Keigo's return just brought summer vacation to a close. Strangely, Chiaki hadn't shown her face since that day.
Was she deliberately avoiding him?
"Good morning!"
But her voice sounded quite sharp. Yusuke rolled his eyes at him.
"--What's wrong, Yusuke? Is Keigo unable to satisfy you?"
In the end, Chiaki was still Chiaki.
"--Pervert."
Muttering under her breath, Chiaki exaggeratedly spread her hands and shrugged.
"What are you saying? You agreed to it yourself."
"That was called being forced to do it!" "Forced to do it? It felt so good when I was saying it, I was about to die, I
wonder which one it was."
"--Bastard!"
Knowing that the angrier he was, the more he pleased Chiaki, Yusuke still fell into the trap.
"Honestly, you really felt good, didn't you?"
"...Early in the morning..."
came the voice of his savior from behind—Keigo.
"Ah, good morning! Keigo." Chiaki seemed equally happy to see Keigo.
"Hey, you thought it was good too, didn't you?"
Keigo, who was expected to deny it immediately, was actually deep in thought and silent. Yusuke felt as if
all the blood in his body had drained away in an instant.
"...Yeah."
"Right, right? Let's play again next time!"
At this moment, Yusuke truly realized that
reason and body were two completely different things.
(8)
The season with the lowest sun appearance rate of the year has finally arrived. The night, which cannot wait for the end of the day,
is made particularly dazzling by the neon lights. Soon, the highly anticipated year-end event, Christmas, will
arrive.
...However, before reveling in the joy of Christmas, a period of grueling preparation awaits every
student, from elementary to high school:
the final exams.
"Just remember what's on the test,"
comes the familiar refrain.
"What's so difficult about it?"
Why not just memorize it all?
Yusuke Kijima was troubled.
Before every exam, his childhood friend, a high-achieving student, was always by his side. However, Yusuke secretly wished for
"another" childhood friend to tutor him. Because today, this friend wasn't enthusiastic about tutoring at all. And she was extremely impatient; she'd give Yusuke 　　a hard time if he slept.
But Chiaki held a significant place in Keigo's heart . 　　While Keigo was troubled by his growing love for Yusuke, he firmly believed that Chiaki felt the same 　　way. 　　Keigo seemed to have overestimated Chiaki. 　　He himself didn't realize it at all. 　　"—Please! Spare me!" 　　Yusuke's almost screaming cry came from Chiaki's apartment. 　　"It's too early to go to bed now, you monkey. Don't even think about letting you sleep until you've memorized this chemistry formula 　　." 　　"It's already three...three o'clock! I have class tomorrow! Please let me go to bed. 　　I can't possibly memorize it in this condition!" 　　"Anyway, your head is already empty, you can't hold all that stuff. Besides, if you want to sleep, just sleep in class, right? You don't 　　need to spend time listening to the teacher's lectures, just remember what I tell you." 　　It sounds like nonsense, but it's actually absolutely true. Keigo said the same thing, but the two 　　expressed it completely differently. 　　Because Keigo really spoiled Yusuke. Unbelievably. 　　Even though he loved him dearly, Yusuke's college entrance exam was a crucial moment that would determine his fate, so Keigo adopted 　　an absolutely Spartan tutoring method. He told himself it was for Yusuke and for himself. 　　And so, not only did they study together at school, but their private lives were also inseparable. What more could one ask for in this life? 　　However, since Yusuke was living with Chiaki and Keigo, if his grades weren't good enough, he might be 　　sent back home. Keigo, of course, didn't want this to happen, so before every exam, he would frantically 　　cram questions into Yusuke's study list, achieving almost 95% accuracy. The rest depended entirely on Yusuke's memory. 　　Thanks to these two, Yusuke could finally show off in front of his parents. 　　His relatives, who had initially been quite critical of Yusuke leaving home, were now incredibly grateful to Chiaki and Keigo! 　　Why was there such a difference in the two children's attitudes towards tutoring? 　　Chiaki was completely unforgiving. 　　What needed to be read and memorized wouldn't be tolerated until it was memorized. And Yusuke's most troublesome tactic, 　　the crying and pleading method most effective on Keigo, was completely ineffective on Chiaki. If he acted too convincingly, 　　Chiaki would laugh at him. 　　This girl was truly a 100% sadist, and Yusuke was proving it with his own actions. 　　Actually, there's only one effective way to deal with Chiaki— 　　"...I'm never coming to your house again..." Yusuke finally used his trump card. 　　Sure enough, Chiaki's face changed. 　　"—You despicable guy..." 　　Who cares about being despicable at a time like this? Yusuke, whose consciousness was already fading, only hoped to see 　　his beloved pillow as soon as possible. 　　"I'm never coming to your house again. —And I won't make love to you for now either. I'm going 　　to stay at Keigo's house forever, spending every day with him. Keigo will help me with my homework, and he won't call me 　　an idiot or a pig-brain like you do...That's true, thinking about it, I don't necessarily have to live at your house. 　　You're always so rude—" 　　"—Go to sleep if you want!" 　　"Yeah, I like you the most." 　　No matter what, Chiaki couldn't do anything about Yusuke. 　　He just liked to "bully" people. 　　Whether it was Yusuke or Keigo, they couldn't escape his clutches. 　　"—How did the exams go?" 　　It was the last day of the final exams. Hearing the sudden voice behind him, Yusuke no longer 　　jumped in fright as he used to. 　　"—Please, can you please stop this habit of suddenly speaking up behind people?" 　　"Do you mind?" 　　"It'll scare me to death!" 　　The voice undoubtedly belonged to Keigo. 　　"I didn't mean to scare you—" 　　"Even if you didn't mean to, you'll still scare people!" 　　There was no need to be so angry; Yusuke couldn't control his temper for some reason. 　　"Why are you so angry?" 　　Faced with this direct question, Yusuke was speechless. His emotions were indeed quite unstable today. Originally, 　　today was the last day of exams, a day when he could finally be free. But he was exhausted from Chiaki's personal attacks early in the morning 　　, and still had to face the pressure of exams. Although the exams were finally over, Yusuke deeply felt 　　that seeking pleasure under such intense exam pressure was really not good for his health. 　　"...I really wanted to stay at Keigo's house during the exams..." 　　Keigo didn't miss Yusuke's mutterings. 　　"Didn't Chiaki tutor you properly?" 　　"Yes, he did, but I couldn't stand his teaching methods. He doesn't let people get enough sleep, and he likes to call 　　people idiots and pig-brains all the time..." 　　And the fact that he starts having sex first thing in the morning, regardless of the exam, is something Yusuke couldn't bring himself to say. 　　"You're neither a pig-brain nor an idiot." 　　"...Do you really need to tell me that?" 　　Exhausted, Yusuke didn't have the energy to explain to Keigo that the problem wasn't there. Therefore, Keigo 　　still looked completely bewildered. 　　"So, it's better to stay at Keigo's house before the exam." 　　"--I don't care..." " 　　You'll have to ask me first." 　　Another voice came from behind. Yusuke sighed deeply. 　　"Actually, I'd like to push the troublesome task of tutoring Yusuke onto Keigo, but will you tutor 　　me during this time?" 　　"--I don't want to!"

Seeing Yusuke's utterly disgusted expression, Chiaki's lips curled into a pleased smile.
"So, don't overthink it. When you're at my house, you'll have to get used to my ways."
"No way! I have several bodies, but you can't abuse me!"
"If you could get good grades without the two of us, you wouldn't need to go through all this trouble."
These words struck a nerve with Yusuke, his nose stinging, and he almost burst into tears.
"That's not how it works."
Keigo, who had been silently listening to their argument, suddenly spoke up sternly. Before Yusuke
could even turn around, Keigo had already grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to his side.
"Yusuke's grades are generally not bad. To get him into this school, I forced him to study a lot
. So, if Yusuke falls behind in his studies, it's all my fault. Since he has
a school suitable for his level, and I brought him here, I have an obligation to ensure his grades remain excellent, and also to
give Yusuke's parents an explanation so they'll agree to our continued cohabitation. So, Chiaki, if you don't want to properly tutor
Yusuke, it means you don't want to go to the same school as him—meaning you're giving up your
right to cohabitate with him. If you continue to force Yusuke to bear too much academic pressure in your way, I will never
let him come back to you—if you don't want to, then you must swear to match his physical strength in tutoring him
."
Chiaki stared at Keigo for several minutes, the impact of her words even felt to Yusuke, who was being held down by Keigo
.
Keigo, usually not good with words, was surprisingly eloquent. Even the usually talkative Chiaki
was momentarily speechless.
"Don't you want to answer? If you don't say anything..."
"Alright! Alright! I'll teach him a lesson and stop bullying him!"
Seeing that Yusuke was about to be ruined, Chiaki finally gave in.
"...Is that true?"
"Yes, of course it's true! You have to believe me!"
"...Are you trustworthy..." Keigo released Yusuke's wrist. "If Yusuke comes to
me crying again next time, I'm taking him away. Understand?"
Keigo's decision didn't allow Chiaki any room for resistance. Chiaki, who wouldn't even flinch at something as big as this, had no choice but
to nod in agreement.
"...I'll pick you up tomorrow."
Giving Yusuke a warm smile, Keigo got on his beloved bike, "Ninja," and started his journey home.
For some reason, Yusuke and Chiaki both sighed in unison.
Tomorrow it's Keigo's turn again, Yusuke confirmed his schedule in his mind.
"...I really lost to that man..."
After the battle, Chiaki lay exhausted on the bed, reaching for the small lamp on the bedside table.
Turning around, Yusuke nodded in agreement.
"You're usually so quiet, but I didn't expect
you to be so decisive when it comes down to it." "Stop teasing Keigo all the time."
"I wasn't teasing him!"
Chiaki raised her hands in surrender after being glared at by Yusuke.
"I really wasn't teasing him, I was just playing around with him. Like with a dear best friend."
"...What dear best friend? Please stop making fun of Keigo."
"Yes, yes. I won't do it in front of you."
"...You bad guy."
"—Such pure love."
"Huh?"
"I meant Keigo. —Where can you find such a pure-hearted man these days?"
"You're teasing him again."
"I wasn't?"
There was no point in arguing with this man, Yusuke sighed.
"...This is troublesome. Have I really bullied you to the point where I need to cry to Keigo?"
Suddenly changing her attitude, Chiaki turned and hugged Yusuke. Only on the last day of each of the two weeks would Chiaki
treat Yusuke gently.
"—Are there times when you don't bully others?"
"I only want to bully people because I like them."
"So, you like Qi Wu Luo too?"
"He's a toy, and you're a sex partner."
"I'm speechless."
"I understand the difference, don't I?"
"Being too clear-cut can cause problems..."
Leaning down and pressing down on Yusuke, Chiaki slowly kissed him. Yusuke slightly parted his lips to meet Chiaki's tongue.
Unlike her usual forcefulness, Chiaki gently covered Yusuke's body, indicating another round. Yusuke closed
his eyes and hugged Chiaki's back.
"...I won't force you to do things you don't want to do anymore, so please don't go crying to Qi Wu Luo so often, okay?"
"...Hmm..."
While Chiaki's words couldn't be entirely trusted, at least there would be a moment of peace, right?
"—Yeah, right..."
As dawn broke, Chiaki sat up beside Yusuke, who was still having a good dream.
Without much malice, Chiaki had "gently" hugged Yusuke last night. Of course, they both enjoyed
pleasurable sexual pleasure.
“But I’m not satisfied yet. What should I do?”
Afraid of waking Yusuke, Chiaki tiptoed out of bed and pulled out a small cardboard box hidden under the bed. Inside
was a male genital model, about the thickness of two thumbs, commonly known as an adult toy. However, this
model was much smaller than the average size of a male.
“This is the latest model. The…newest…”
Chiaki muttered to herself, looking overjoyed, and climbed back into bed.
Looking at Yusuke, who was still fast asleep because of the intense activity last night, Chiaki tentatively kissed him.
“Ready, okay—”
Chiaki hurriedly covered her mouth, suppressing the giggle that was about to escape her lips.
Lifting the thin blanket covering Yusuke, Chiaki’s body, which she knew intimately, was revealed. Just thinking about
what she was about to do made Chiaki incredibly excited.
She parted Yusuke’s legs, gently bent her knees, and then slid between his legs to position herself. She slightly…
Lifting Yusuke's waist, she quickly located his anus and inserted her fingers into his inner walls.
"...Mmm..."
Yusuke only slightly twisted his body, but didn't wake up. Yusuke's body , already in a "ready, okay" state
, swallowed Chiaki's fingers without resistance.
"..."
Chiaki's fingers, subtly stirring inside, caused Yusuke's body to tremble slightly;
the pleasure, indistinguishable between reality and a dream, gradually took effect. Satisfied with Yusuke's unconscious reaction, Chiaki gently licked
Yusuke's penis.
"...Ah..."
A flush spread across his body, and the frequency of his trembling increased. After confirming Yusuke's body temperature, Chiaki
took out her secret weapon.
"...Mmm...Mmm..."
The not-too-large thing easily slipped into Yusuke's body. Slowly pulling in and out a few times, Yusuke
still showed no signs of waking up.
Chiaki covered her mouth, barely suppressing a burst of laughter.
“…Mmm…Ah…”
While playing with Yusuke’s penis and observing his reaction, Yusuke seemed to be being violated in a dream.
“…It shouldn’t be a violation. He looks so enjoyable.”
A thin wire was pulled out from the bottom of the model inserted into Yusuke’s body, with a small switch at the end.
“Wow.”
Overjoyed, Chiaki pressed the start button, and the model emitted a muffled beeping sound. Chiaki
observed the results of her prank like a mischievous child.
Yusuke’s body began to arch backward exaggeratedly. At the same time, Yusuke’s penis began to swell rapidly.
“…Ah…Ahhh…Ah…!”
The waist with the foreign object inserted kept bouncing and jumping.
“Ah! Ahhhhh…!”
“…I can’t believe it! You pervert?”
Anger stained his body red, and Yusuke jumped up and cursed loudly.
"Aren't you feeling great?"
"How dare you sneak up on me while I was sleeping!"
"It's not like it's the first time."
"You still dare to say that! You super pervert! What do you take my body for—" "
...Why are you so angry? Did I make you uncomfortable?"
"That's not the point!"
"What's wrong with you, you're enjoying yourself so much and you're still not satisfied..."
Yusuke was so angry that he was practically fuming, and he snatched "Chiaki's toy" from his hand.
"--Confiscated!"
"Huh—no way—"
"Are you kidding me! If you have this, how am I supposed to sleep peacefully!"
"...You can't take a joke. Fine."
Surprisingly, Chiaki didn't insist anymore. Yusuke looked at Chiaki in disbelief.
"--Anyway, that thing is for your exclusive use, I have no use for it. You can have it."
"I—I don't want to use this! Just throw this thing away—" The
doorbell rang as if interrupting their conversation, and the door opened.
"Good morning, Keigo."
Chiaki, who was only wearing a towel around her lower body, went out to greet Keigo. Yusuke sighed as he changed his clothes.
"...Good morning." Keigo's expression was unchanged.
Hearing Keigo's approaching footsteps, before he opened the bedroom door, Yusuke finished changing and
casually slipped the "toy" he'd carefully hidden into his shirt pocket.
"—Good morning, Yusuke. I've come to pick you up."
With a cheerful smile unique to Yusuke, Keigo bent down and sat down beside him.
"...Good morning."
Like lovers reunited after many years, Keigo embraced Yusuke. The tight embrace made Yusuke
sigh again.
Why were these two so drastically different?
If they could be averaged out, they would be perfect.
"Are you hungry? I don't think you had anything good to eat at Chiaki's house, did you?"
The biggest joy of moving from Chiaki's house to Keigo's was enjoying the various delicious meals Keigo cooked himself. Chiaki
couldn't cook, so they almost always ordered takeout when they were together. Although Yusuke loved all kinds of food
, after a while, he grew tired of eating out.
"...It's okay later, I'm not hungry now."
The lab table, used as a sex toy since early morning, had completely extinguished even the strongest appetite.
Keigo stared at Yusuke silently. Feeling almost seen through, Yusuke awkwardly
turned his head away.
"—Why are you staring at me like that?"
It wasn't his fault, so Yusuke couldn't shake the guilt.
It was all that perverted Chiaki's fault.
"...I was wondering if you weren't feeling well."
Keigo apologetically looked away. Yusuke sighed.
"—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm just a little tired..."
"...Didn't you sleep well?"
"So you're really pressing me?"
"—I'm just a little concerned, you don't have to answer me, it's okay."
Yusuke sighed again. He couldn't count how many sighs he'd made today.
"It's not that I couldn't sleep, it's just... I was woken up early this morning by Chiaki."
He'd better confess (with reservations) first to avoid further mental torment.
"...You must be thinking about what you're going to do so early, right?"
Guessed? Yusuke observed Keigo's expression. Keigo shook his head, looking troubled.
"...Saying I didn't want to would be a lie..."
"I knew it."
"...Yeah."
"Why think about it? Just do it. Exam break starts today, then winter break until you're happy."
This was something he wouldn't dare say to Chiaki, even if he had the guts. If he actually said it, ten lives wouldn't
be enough to torture him.
If it were Keigo, he'd say it, but he probably wouldn't actually do it.
"—Is that okay?"
The unexpected answer truly surprised Yusuke, and it was clearly visible on his face.
"...I was just kidding, don't be afraid."
Keigo smiled, narrowing his eyes. Yusuke finally breathed a sigh of relief; the joke coming from him
didn't sound like a joke at all.
...Maybe it really wasn't a joke.
"Keigo..."
"—Hmm?"
"...If you really want to do this, I can..."
Keigo finally smiled genuinely.
"Don't talk nonsense, how can your body handle it? It's not like you're Chiaki."
"Chiaki...I wouldn't even dare to make a joke like this in front of him."
Yusuke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you're really not feeling unwell?"
Keigo's question returned to the old topic. Considering his usual appetite, Keigo's concern was
understandable.
"—To be honest, I'm so sleepy. Can I go to sleep first? After I'm asleep, you can cook me a big meal,
okay?"
Keigo nodded.
"—Go change your clothes before you sleep, do you want to take a shower?"
Although it's a bit of a hassle, after rushing out of Chiaki's house, at least taking a shower before sleeping is understandable,
right? It's the most basic courtesy to Keigo!
When he woke up, it was already getting dark. As if it had calculated the time Yusuke would wake up, a delicious aroma of food
wafted over.
"—You're up?" Keigo opened the dormitory door and poked his head in, already seated.
"—Are you hungry?"
If Yusuke had a long tail, he would have seen how vigorously he wagged it.
"—You're so amazing, it's like you knew exactly what time I would wake up."
Keigo just shrugged slightly and went back to the kitchen.
Five minutes later, the truth was revealed to Yusuke. The kitchen trash can was overflowing with leftovers.
"...Why are you wasting food like this?"
Knowing Keigo's excellent cooking skills, Yusuke felt more and more sorry for the leftovers.
"This food... was originally... meant for you."
"That's why I asked you why you threw all the food I was supposed to eat in the trash! And so much of it!"
"Because... I didn't know what time you'd get up..."
Although Keigo sometimes spoke unclearly, Yusuke's comprehension wasn't much better.
"You mean... uh..."
"So you can have freshly made food whenever you get up..."
"—You mean you've been making it ever since I fell asleep?"
Even such an unbelievable thing was hard to believe if it was Keigo.
"—I didn't keep making it continuously, about once an hour—"
What's the difference? Yusuke wondered to himself.
"...Are you angry?"
Keigo asked anxiously, seeing Yusuke's sigh.
"Angry? Why would I be angry?"
"Because I wasted a lot of food."
Yusuke sighed again and hugged Keigo.
"...Yusuke?"
Yusuke didn't speak, just silently leaned against Keigo for a while before pulling away.
"...Never mind, let's eat. We'll make it later."
What? Yusuke didn't answer Keigo's question. He'd know once he did it,
so why say more? Satisfying his appetite was more important right now.
"Phew—so blissful!"
Yusuke's expression said it all without him saying a word. He slumped back in his chair, patting his stomach contentedly.
Keigo looked at Yusuke with a broad smile.
"Keigo's cooking is amazing, simply unparalleled. I really want Chiaki to try your food, so he'll know how awful it is. Ah, there's no moment 　　happier
than the satisfaction of a good meal ." 　　"You're not angry anymore, are you?" 　　"Angry? Am I angry? Maybe. But this happiness has made me forget everything 　　." 　　It seemed the nutrients from the food had already reached his brain and were taking effect. However, none of this mattered to Keigo 　　. 　　"...What else do you want to eat?" 　　"Although your cooking is irresistibly tempting, my stomach seems to have reached its limit. Let's 　　exercise a bit before eating." 　　"Okay." 　　Keigo replied, but a small question arose in his mind about Yusuke's words. "...Exercise? 　　" "—Next," 　　Yusuke stood up, stretching and doing some light stretching exercises. No matter how much he ate, Yusuke's 　　iron stomach never felt uncomfortable. Even exercising immediately after a full meal was no problem, living up to 　　his nickname "Iron Stomach. " 　　"I'm going to take another shower, do you want to come along?" 　　It was like asking if he wanted to go for a walk. Keigo didn't quite understand what Yusuke was talking about. 　　Speaking of showers, Chiaki liked to sneak in without warning while Yusuke was showering to satisfy her 　　desires. Keigo would never do that. Although Yusuke had considered that it wouldn't matter if Keigo wanted to do it somewhere else, he 　　had never brought it up himself. 　　Perhaps Keigo's thinking was more conservative, believing that sex should be done in bed. Compared to Chiaki's 　　carefree and unrestrained behavior, Keigo's attitude was much more endearing. 　　This time, Yusuke's attitude was much more proactive than before; after all, he was after pleasure, so he just 　　said so when he wanted it. Especially against an opponent like Keigo, if they don't take the initiative, the two of them might sit there all night until dawn 　　. 　　There's nothing to be afraid of! Bring it on! 　　"—Huh?" 　　Keigo was confident he hadn't missed a single word Yusuke said, but could he have misheard? 　　"I was asking if you wanted to come in and take a shower together."

He hadn't misheard. But what exactly was this invitation...?
"...What? You don't want to shower with me?"
"No, how could that be?"
There was never going to be that, it was just...
"...We're just showering together, okay?" Keigo tentatively asked, confirming again.
"...You're such an idiot..."
I knew that, Keigo thought. I just wanted to understand what was going on.
"We're not on a graduation trip, have you forgotten our relationship? Showering isn't about not wearing clothes, is it?
What else can you do after taking off your clothes?"
Hearing Yusuke's explicit explanation, Keigo felt dizzy, his mind unable to function properly.
"...You don't want to?... If you don't want to, then forget it."
Keigo forced back the question that was about to slip out.
"As long as it's something you want to do, I'm not unwilling."
He finally managed to squeeze out a more reasonable answer, but Keigo's thoughts were still chaotic.
"--Really?"
Yusuke looked up at Keigo suspiciously. After nodding frantically to show him, Yusuke finally smiled slightly.
"Aren't you going in?"...This guy is really a super idiot...
No one can blame Yusuke for having such thoughts.
Although the two entered the bathroom smoothly, Keigo actually started scrubbing Yusuke's back with a serious expression.
"...What are you doing?"
"What?"
Seeing that Keigo was about to reveal the truth, Yusuke quickly covered his mouth.
"You bastard! You're not going to say you're scrubbing his back, are you? Didn't I tell you there were other things you could do in the bathroom?"
"...Other things..."
Turning around to face Keigo, Yusuke couldn't help but hang his head dejectedly.
This guy is completely a blockhead.
"Neither of us are wearing clothes, right?"
"--Yeah." Of course.
"--Let's do it."
Knowing that beating around the bush wouldn't work on Keigo, Yusuke simply made a direct request.
"...Here?"
"If we were going to do it in bed, why would I have asked you to come here?"
No, he's starting to get angry again.
"I know you're conservative and think that sex must be in bed, but you should also realize that I'm tempting
you, right?"
Getting Keigo to realize it is harder than climbing to heaven. But he's rarely so enthusiastic, so it wouldn't be interesting to give up halfway
.
"...Doing it in a place like this isn't Chiaki's forte, is it?"
The direct question startled Yusuke.
"Doesn't his indiscriminate behavior really bother you?"
"...Is that why you never do it outside of bed?"
Even without hearing an answer, Yusuke saw certainty on Keigo's face.
"You're so silly..."
"...I know."
So, it would be wonderful to add Keigo and Chiaki together and divide by two. However, at the same
time, Yusuke realized that he actually loved this unromantic and rigid man very much.
"...It's nice to indulge yourself occasionally. Of course, it would be tiring if we did it every time,
but you would never force me, right? So, it doesn't have to be in bed every time. Oh, and
it's best not to do it while eating either."
Only once was he ambushed by Chiaki while eating, and although he was outmatched,
Yusuke completely refused Chiaki's advances afterward (which was quite unbearable for Chiaki).
“…Today I belong entirely to you. That’s why I thought it wouldn’t be bad to change places once in a while…”
Yusuke closed his eyes as Keigo’s lips slowly approached. Then, he was gently pushed back onto the tiles.
“…You’ll get hurt
.” “I’m not that fragile…and getting a little hurt now and then isn’t so bad.”
Keigo turned on the shower, letting the hot rain warm Yusuke’s slightly cool body.
Yusuke closed his eyes, chasing the gentle caresses of the water droplets. The warm feeling traveled from his chest to his abdomen,
and knowing where it was about to reach, Yusuke arched his body in anticipation.
“…Ah…ah…”
The hot water began to caress Yusuke’s entire body, and at the same time, Keigo’s lips descended upon Yusuke’s chest, lingering on his two
luscious red nipples.
“…Hoo…ah…ah…”
Keigo’s warm tongue teased Yusuke’s cute little mounds, sometimes sucking, sometimes gently
biting, waves of pleasure constantly transmitting to Yusuke’s sensory nerves.
"Ah...ahhh...! I...uhhh..."
Under the skillful stimulation of the hot rain, Yusuke couldn't help but grasp his own penis.
"—No...!"
Keigo pressed down on Yusuke's hand in an instant, and Yusuke twisted his body, trying to get away.
"...No...Keigo...I'm already..."
Not used to Keigo's mischievousness, Yusuke suddenly felt like crying.
"...Let me."
Hearing Keigo's whisper in his ear, Yusuke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Keigo grasped Yusuke's ankles, spread his legs, and used his lips instead of the hot water from the showerhead to
take Yusuke's penis into his mouth.
"...Ahhh..."
Closing his eyes, Yusuke surrendered himself to pleasure in ecstasy.
Keigo's tongue slowly and gently rubbed Yusuke's penis from bottom to top. When it reached the tip, he closed his lips and
sucked hard.
Under the intense stimulation, Yusuke almost couldn't control his impending ejaculation. Keigo noticed
Yusuke's stiff body and immediately understood the situation. He reached out to help, grasping the base of his penis with his fingers to stop
the climax from reaching its peak.
Yusuke's heart pounded, and he bit his lip tightly, enduring the overwhelming wave of desire. Keigo's
hand began to move again.
"...Ah...so...good...ah..."
In the steam, Yusuke's body seemed to be tinged with a thin, reddish halo. A deep, intoxicating dizziness
, impossible to escape.
"—Ah…"
Keigo's slender fingers penetrated Yusuke's body. Lifting his waist, Yusuke silently offered a welcoming invitation.
Feeling the stirring sensation within him, Yusuke's hand gently entwined around Keigo's hair.
"...A little more… Keigo… I… want… more…"
Two fingers were inserted into the inner wall, and the free hand grasped the base of his penis, beginning to rub.
"...I can't… wait… any longer…"
A spasm swept through Yusuke's body. This time, Keigo didn't stop him, only increasing
the speed of his finger thrusts and the force of his sucking.
"Ah—ahhhhh! Ah—ahhh…"
Consciousness gradually faded, leaving only dazzling fragments of memory.
Fortunately (?), it was only temporary dizziness; as soon as Yusuke opened his eyes, he saw Keigo's worried expression.
"...Are you alright, Yusuke? Should we go out?"
Yusuke sat up abruptly, feeling a little dizzy, but managed to hold it in.
Thankfully, it was only a brief loss of consciousness; if he'd been unconscious for too long, Keigo would probably have carried him to bed by now
.
"—I'm not going out," Yusuke stubbornly insisted.
"—Yusuke."
"I won't leave until we do it here."
Why he was so insistent, Yusuke himself didn't know. Perhaps it was because he was unwilling to
surrender first after making the invitation.
Keigo sighed and helped Yusuke up.
"If you insist on doing it here, I have no objection, but you must leave immediately afterward.
—Okay?"
Keigo gently pleaded, like comforting a disobedient child. Yusuke felt there was no need to persist
and obediently nodded.
Keigo opened the bathroom window a crack.
"It might be a little cold, but I'm afraid you'll get dizzy from the heat again. —And," Keigo pulled Yusuke
into the bathtub.
"Won't it be cold now?"
Yusuke happily embraced Keigo and offered his lips, their tongues entwining. As
they chased each other inside their mouths, Yusuke guided Keigo's hand to his penis.
"...Right away?"
Yusuke reached out and touched Keigo's penis, which was already erect and ready to go.
"...Ah..."
Keigo inserted his fingers into Yusuke's body again, slowly wriggling them.
"...Mmm..."
Swaying his hips, Yusuke adjusted his position to face Keigo, straddling his waist,
ready to receive him.
"...Okay...enough..."
As Keigo withdrew his fingers, Yusuke impatiently lowered his waist.
"...Mmm...ahh..."
Feeling the tip of Keigo's penis touch his anus, Yusuke used his hands to part his genitals, inch by inch, taking
Keigo's penis in.
"Mmm...ahh..."
The intense pressure of the foreign object made Yusuke gasp for breath. Frowning, Yusuke was in pain yet also intoxicated by
the pleasure Keigo was giving him. As his body, suspended in mid-air, gradually softened, Yusuke tried again to continue
their union.
"Ah...mmm...mmm..."
Looking at Yusuke tenderly, Keigo gently rubbed his penis up and down with one hand, as if comforting him, while his other
hand kneaded the protrusions on his chest with varying pressure.
"—Ah..."
Yusuke's reaction was always so honest during their lovemaking. His body, unable to anticipate the pleasure
, gasped and trembled with each touch. Although he was used to the other's body temperature, he was still not used to the pleasure. Like their first
embrace, under wave after wave of lust, Yusuke quickly lost consciousness.
Gently caressing Yusuke's penis immersed in the hot water, watching Yusuke's chest rise and fall, Keigo
quickly silenced Yusuke with a kiss. The water rippled rhythmically under Keigo's movements, gently caressing
Yusuke's body.
"Ah...mmm..."
Yusuke clung tightly to Keigo, greedily sucking on his lips.
"...Keigo...?"
"--Mmm...?" "
...Do you...feel comfortable...?"
"...Huh...?"
"...When you...do it with me...do you...feel comfortable...?"
It wasn't that Keigo didn't understand the meaning behind Yusuke's words, but he was pondering how to answer. Normally, he wasn't
a silver-tongued person. However, Keigo believed that no one could compare to Yusuke's love. Being able to
unite with the one he loved most, body and soul, was already the greatest pleasure. How could there be any question of discomfort?
Keigo was so moved that he couldn't utter a word. But Yusuke was still waiting for his answer.
"...Keigo...?" Yusuke's big eyes revealed obvious unease.
"Every time I hug you, I feel that I have no regrets in this life."
Yusuke's eyebrows turned into a downward slant. Had he said something he shouldn't have?
"...You silly goose..."
Yusuke, his tears turning into laughter, hugged Keigo tightly. Confused, Keigo
found Yusuke inexplicably adorable.
"...I love you! Yusuke..."
Keigo had lost count of how many times he'd said that line, but he felt that being able to say it to Yusuke
was the greatest happiness he could ever feel. Yusuke, as always, responded with a shy smile.
"...If you love me, then make me happy."
Yusuke buried his face in Keigo's shoulder, speaking with a hint of annoyance. Keigo, understanding, gently lifted his waist, and Yusuke
's body immediately reacted.
"...Is that okay?"
"...Mmm..."
Keigo began vigorously kneading Yusuke's penis. Unable to control his trembling, Yusuke, as if urging Keigo to climax,
began wildly thrusting his hips up and down, Yusuke almost losing his last shred of reason.
"...Um...I...can't...take it...anymore..."
"...Come on, Yusuke."
Keigo gripped Yusuke's penis tightly.
"...Ah...ahhh..."
The moment Yusuke reached climax in Keigo's hands, he simultaneously felt
the pleasure of Keigo's fluids splashing inside him.
"...So...good..."
Exhaling the breath he had been holding back, Yusuke collapsed into Keigo's arms. Keigo cupped Yusuke's waist and gently kissed him.
"...Kigo, I love you so much..."
Every time he heard those words, Keigo felt like the happiest person in the world. In reality, there probably wasn't
anyone happier than Keigo,
if "happiness" was defined solely by pleasure.
And so, Keigo let Yusuke drift into a sweet dream.
Unbeknownst to them, the streets were already filled with the colors of Christmas.
“…It’s all just silly noise everywhere…”
Yusuke muttered to himself, watching the Christmas special on TV.
“…Where do you want to go? Let’s ask Chiaki to come along
.” Keigo, who was preparing food in the kitchen, turned around and asked.
“Christmas?”
“Yeah.”
“…Never mind, no need to rack our brains for something special. Besides, it’s always the three of us
celebrating Christmas together. Even if we don’t ask, Chiaki will call to let us know.”
The day after Yusuke said that, Chiaki called to announce her plans. This day happened to be the day before Christmas
—December 23rd.
“I’m thinking of staying at your place tomorrow, is that okay?”
Yusuke answered the phone.
“…If Keigo agrees, I won’t object.”
Hearing Yusuke deliberately making things difficult for Chiaki, Keigo smiled quietly to himself.
“If Yusuke agrees, I have no objection.”
“Ugh—what should I do—”
“Are you kidding me?! If you dare not agree, I’ll bring a bomb and raze Keigo’s house to the ground
!”
“He’s just throwing a tantrum.”
Yusuke and Keigo looked at each other and laughed.
“—Alright, Chiaki. You can come and stay, but don’t get any funny ideas.”
Chiaki’s exaggerated sigh was even heard by Keigo.
“This is so unexpected! You actually don’t believe someone as cautious as me!”
“Crucial? Don’t make me laugh. Anyway, remember to buy a cake, or I won’t let you in.”
“Okay, okay. See you tomorrow, sweetheart.”
After hanging up the phone, Yusuke turned to Keigo.
“That’s how it is. You have to cook a big meal tomorrow.”
“—Including Chiaki, it might be enough for eight people…”
Half of it was already destined for Yusuke’s stomach.
"Merry Christmas!" 　　Chiaki, dressed in a Santa Claus costume she'd somehow acquired
, shouted from the doorway, holding a three-tiered cake in one hand and a Christmas boot big enough to fit a person in the other . This sight delighted Yusuke 　　. 　　"Wow! What a huge cake!" 　　Seeing Yusuke's glee, Chiaki presented him with the giant Christmas boot. 　　"It's huge! What is it?" 　　"This is your Christmas present. It's full of everything you want. There's 　　the fifth generation of Astro Blade & Soul, which you've been wanting to play, and the newly released Shin Megami Tensei: The Last Holy Book and the Door Gods—consider it 　　compensation for forbidding you from playing video games before your exams." 　　"Great! I'm so happy! Thank you!" 　　Yusuke excitedly opened the boot and took out the gifts one by one, suddenly discovering a Mickey Mouse 　　stuffed animal inside. 　　"What's this?" 　　Chiaki shrugged. 　　Besides Mickey Mouse, there were Donald Duck, Winnie the Pooh, and even the Seven Dwarfs from Snow White— 　　"...Did someone put this in the wrong place?" 　　"That's for you too. Don't you really like Disney cartoons?" 　　"—Huh?" 　　"Because when Keigo wasn't around the other day, didn't you borrow a lot of Peter Pan and The Little Mermaid to watch?" 　　"That's because there were no more movies to watch!" 　　"Huh—, I thought you were a big Disney fan..." 　　Yusuke realized he was being teased by Chiaki, and grabbed the plush toys in his hand, throwing them at Chiaki. 　　"—Wait! Mickey Mouse is innocent!" 　　Chiaki was the one who was guilty. 　　"Phew—I'm so full." 　　Although he had a big fight with Chiaki, after filling his stomach with Keigo's cooking, 　　Yusuke forgot all his grudges and resentments. 　　"Now that you're full, let's drink! From champagne to spirits, and even sake, we have everything!" 　　Chiaki happily took out a large pile of alcohol to show off. Compared to the food, the two were much more interested in the alcohol. 　　“Yusuke, you should try too. Let’s drink until we throw all reason to the wind.” 　　“Chiaki, aren’t you being a bit indecisive? Didn’t I tell you we’re not talking about sex today?” 　　“I didn’t say I was going to do it. I just wanted things to happen naturally…” 　　“That’s why I said you’re indecisive! Anyway, I’m definitely not doing it tonight. If you want to, go find Keigo 　　.” 　　Hearing such terrifying lines, Chiaki and Keigo couldn’t help but exchange bewildered glances. When their gazes returned to Yusuke 　　, Keigo’s already fair skin appeared even whiter, almost transparent. Then Keigo suddenly stood 　　up and disappeared into the bathroom without a word. 　　“Ah—I can understand his feelings, but wasn’t that reaction a bit too rude?” 　　“What’s wrong with Keigo?” 　　Chiaki sighed at Yusuke’s confused expression.

"He went to throw up. Although his reaction was a bit excessive, weren't you being a little too harsh?"
"--Why?"
"Why do you still ask? You know perfectly well that Keigo is devoted to you, yet you still asked me to sleep with him. Even if it was a joke,
he would still be hurt."
"You dare to say that, sandwiching me between you and Keigo."
"...That's true, I have nothing to say."
No, Yusuke still felt a little sorry for Keigo. After all, Keigo treated him wholeheartedly. The commotion
lasted from Christmas Eve until Christmas Day. Chiaki decided not to sleep and went straight home.
"Can you drive if you haven't slept?" Keigo asked him.
"It's okay, it's okay. This little bit of alcohol won't get me drunk."
Actually, both Chiaki and Keigo were bottomless pits of alcohol.
"Yusuke, Yusuke."
Chiaki beckoned to Yusuke. As soon as Yusuke approached, Chiaki tied the large red ribbon that was originally tied to the cake box
around Yusuke's neck in a bow.
"Hey, Keigo."
She pushed Yusuke towards Keigo.
“A Christmas present. You don’t need to come to my house anymore.”
“…Chiaki?” Yusuke was the first to understand Chiaki’s meaning.
“But you have to come to my house once a month. Although I’ve given you all to Keigo, I haven’t given up my
right to make love with you.”
After saying that, before Keigo could understand, Chiaki left on her own.
Yusuke stared blankly at the door that swallowed Chiaki’s back.
“…What does Chiaki mean?”
Hearing Keigo’s voice, Yusuke came back to his senses. Turning around, he met Keigo’s uneasy gaze
.
“He means…”
Yusuke didn’t continue, but just hugged Keigo tightly with both hands.
(9)
Time flies, and half a month has passed since the New Year.
After handing Yusuke over to Keigo, Chiaki was quiet for a while… not really. However, apart from the New
Year’s routine visit to the Shrine, which was the three of them going together, Chiaki did not do anything else. It was Chiaki who said she would give Yusuke to
Keigo, but it was also Chiaki who said she would come to take Yusuke to stay with her in a month. However, two months passed, and
there was no contact from Chiaki.
Of course, when Yusuke met her at school, Chiaki seemed no different than usual. But the usually
arrogant and domineering Chiaki's sudden lack of interest left Yusuke completely baffled.
Keigo, on the other hand, was overjoyed to be able to spend time with Yusuke and
didn't feel anything for the first month. However, by mid-February, Keigo's brain started to function properly, and he gradually began to
bring up the topic of Chiaki. He couldn't possibly ask Yusuke to contact Chiaki, could he? That would be like sending a lamb to the slaughter.
Up to this point, Keigo still believed that Chiaki deeply loved Yusuke and was only giving him her love for his own sake. Therefore,
Chiaki's position in Keigo's heart rose even higher. Keigo really is an idiot.
"The timing, location, and people are all perfectly aligned!"
In mid-February, when Yusuke and Keigo began to pay attention to Chiaki's movements, Chiaki made a victory
fist gesture in her room. Chiaki had two reasons for not attacking Yusuke so far.
The first was that there was an academic proficiency test in the second week of February. The second was that holding
back for now would allow Yusuke to feel a little guilty. In other words,
Chiaki saw both Yusuke's anxiety and Keigo's pangs of conscience. With a little patience, Keigo wouldn't object to him taking Yusuke away, and Yusuke
would happily wag his tail and follow.
"Quality over quantity! If I don't settle accounts with Yusuke for the past month, I'm not a man."
Who could understand Chiaki's motto? Anyway, this period of inaction was Chiaki's planned
crime—a planned action.
Chiaki forcefully made another victory fist gesture.
"Huh? Really?"
Yusuke stared wide-eyed at Chiaki in the driver's seat.
Just as Chiaki had predicted, when she went to greet Yusuke, Keigo showed no sign of discomfort, and Yusuke wore a radiant
smile. Making a victory sign in her mind once more, Chiaki helped Yusuke into her car.
"—Of course it's true. But, if you don't want to, that's fine."
"But…"
Chiaki was almost certain of her victory. This grand plan, which
she had been devising for two years, would be completely wasted if she missed this opportunity to execute it.
Chiaki, with her cunning mind, remained outwardly calm, subtly using a feigned retreat. This tactic was sure to work.
If Yusuke were still shuttling between Keigo's and Chiaki's houses, it might not have mattered, but now that Yusuke had lived with Keigo for two
months, this kind of mental game was no longer necessary.
"But Keigo must think I'm at your house…"
"Keigo isn't as impolite as me; he wouldn't call while you're at my house."
I'm a genius.
Chiaki was utterly impressed with her own wisdom. Although she was extremely reluctant to belittle herself to praise
Keigo, this method worked best on her clones.
"...Two days and one night?"
"Yes."
"Then—okay..."
Of course, in Chiaki's mind, the sound of an angel's trumpet rang out. Finally, she could escape
the three-person relationship that had been like glue for seventeen years and go on a trip alone with Yusuke (albeit for only one night). This short trip wasn't important to Chiaki at all
; what mattered was that the big plan she had been thinking about for two years could finally be implemented.
"...This is troublesome..."
Chiaki deliberately put on a troubled expression.
"—It's not even moving." Yusuke looked around.
Chiaki's car was completely stuck in traffic and couldn't move. Moreover, it was Chiaki herself who deliberately chose this
road.
How could Chiaki, who was extremely neurotic about traffic jams, not know that this road would be congested? However, just as Chiaki
expected, Yusuke didn't seem to care at all about when the traffic would clear. It seems that these two months of living together have really...
Chiaki had worn down Yusuke's guard considerably.
Everything was within Chiaki's calculations,
including the sign for the rest area a hundred meters ahead.
"...How long will it take to move forward?"
Yusuke, completely oblivious to the entire arrangement, muttered dejectedly after Chiaki parked the car at the rest area.
"We should be able to move by tomorrow morning, right?" Hearing Chiaki's nonchalant reply, Yusuke retorted defiantly.
"Then we'll have to go back, won't we?"
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it."
Chiaki shrugged indifferently, and at that moment, Yusuke showed surprise for the first time.
"...Aren't we going to get out and rest first?"
"Do you want to eat that awful curry rice sold at the rest area?"
Chiaki had also taken precautions against this. She had fed Yusuke before getting on the highway,
ensuring he wouldn't get a stomachache during the ten-hour traffic jam. (So eating alone took five hours.)
Yusuke puffed out his cheeks in boredom.
"--Then what are we going to do..."
He finally remembered halfway through his question.
"Chiaki Senoo's" personality.
“…You…this…!!”
Yusuke’s anger erupted in an instant, rushing from his feet to his head.
But it was too late.
It was too late to undo the damage.
Chiaki’s lips parted further, her eyes narrowing. Her previously serious expression had vanished
, replaced by the Chiaki that Yusuke knew so well.
“—You framed me!”
“Huh? I don’t understand what you’re saying.” Chiaki resumed her usual feigned ignorance.
“You never intended to travel in the first place, did you? To dare use such despicable means, you must have
ulterior motives!”
“Oh? Then tell me what ulterior motives I have?”
Now that her scheme had been exposed, there was no need to pretend anymore. Anyway, Yusuke
couldn’t escape now.
“You’re thinking…thinking…uh…”
Yusuke began to think seriously.
“Let me tell you.”
With a smug smile, Chiaki turned to look at Yusuke. Just then, Yusuke, sitting next to the driver,
took a step back. If only he could take the opportunity to unlock the car door and escape. ...However, even if he escaped
, there was nowhere to hide in the car, so the idea was pointless.
"I want to try it out with Yusuke in my car."
By then, it was too late to open the car door. Chiaki had anticipated this and easily
caught Yusuke in the cramped space.
"—I don't want to! In such a cramped place! And...and..."
"And?"
"What if someone sees us!"
"Don't worry, don't worry. It's already dark, they won't be able to see."
It would be more exciting if someone saw us, Chiaki thought but didn't say it aloud.
"Come on! You've wanted to play this game for a long time, haven't you?"
Finally, Yusuke's mind started working. He was furious that he hadn't realized it sooner.
"As long as you don't make a fuss, no one will notice."
Giving Yusuke no chance to resist, Chiaki reclined the seat, and the unsuspecting Yusuke fell backward.
"Stop! You idiot, you pervert!"
"Didn't I tell you that real perverts don't just do this kind of thing? If you want to know, I can teach you."
"Murderer!"
"It's not that serious, is it?"
"Kidnapping man!"
"Ah, that's good, I like it."
"I really don't understand what you're thinking..."
"What does it matter? Aren't you having a blast with Keigo every day? We only see each other occasionally,
can't you just listen to me once in a while?"
"We don't do it every day."
"Don't you?"
"We live together every day, so the frequency naturally decreases."
"Oh..."
Upon hearing this, Chiaki suddenly stopped, a serious expression appearing on her face before reverting to her original
malicious smile. Yusuke was startled and tried to back away, but Chiaki grabbed his seatbelt and
pulled him back.
"—Let me, your little devil, relieve your unsatisfied desires."
"I'm not unsatisfied!"
Ignoring his protests, Yusuke truly hated himself for being so naive. Caught between Chiaki's oppressive grip and his seat, Yusuke
was completely unable to move.
"—Wow!"
Without her noticing, Chiaki's hand grasped Yusuke's penis. In such a confined space, their bodies were pressed tightly
together; Chiaki shouldn't be able to move at all, so why did she start acting so quickly?
"—This isn't the time to analyze the situation!"
"What are you talking about?"
Chiaki looked up, her hands and feet still moving. She lifted his shirt, her cold fingers quickly slipping into Yusuke's chest.
"—No…!"
Chiaki moved her body upwards again, kissing Yusuke's lips and roughly caressing his penis.
Although Yusuke's will resisted Chiaki, his body was completely out of his control.
"...You two haven't been doing it lately, have you?"
"—What's it to you?"
Yusuke's reaction seemed overly intense, clearly indicating that Chiaki was right. Even in
the dim light, Yusuke knew Chiaki was smiling.
"I'll make sure you have a great time."
"Mind your own business."
"Don't forget, I said I wouldn't give up my right to make love to you, and you
should have been prepared for that when you agreed to travel with me, right?"
"That's true, but I don't want to do it here!"
"What does it matter? Don't you know I don't like doing the same thing in the same place? I've endured it for
a month and a half, you should at least make it up to me."
"...You really are..."
Yusuke almost burst into tears. He was naturally happy to be traveling with Chiaki, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, and he was prepared
to turn a blind eye to any unreasonable demands she might make, but he hadn't expected her to go this far. Yusuke was both angry
and resentful, and really wanted to cry.
"...You don't understand my feelings at all..."
"I understand."
"Yeah, right! You're so twisted!"
"I really understand your feelings. You want to try to please me, right?"
"Huh?"
"But I love to ruin other people's feelings."
His mouth hung open in shock; that best described Yusuke's expression. He stared at
Chiaki like a fool.
"...That's it."
"What do you mean, 'that's it'?!"
The two started wrestling in the car again. Even inside the car, if they fought too much, the car would still shake. A smart person 　　could tell what was going on
from the outside . Probably no one would associate it with a fight, right? 　　Anyway, it was already dark, and Chiaki had parked the car in a blind spot, so no one should be able to peek. 　　Meanwhile, Keigo was drinking beer alone, staring blankly at a videotape. 　　Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Keigo was merely staring at the screen, not actually thinking about it. The videotape 　　was of "Cinderella," and Keigo had been tricked by Chiaki again. 　　"Let me tell you, Yusuke is a huge Disney fan. He didn't tell you because he was afraid you'd laugh at 　　him for watching cartoons at his age. That's why I bought Mickey Mouse and the Seven Dwarfs as a gift for him. 　　If you think I'm lying, you can ask Yusuke if he's watched any Disney cartoons lately. —By the way 　　, when you disappeared last time, to alleviate his loneliness, he rented a lot of his favorite Disney 　　cartoons to watch. Like Peter Pan and The Little Mermaid…" 　　To reiterate, since the Christmas incident, Chiaki's standing in Keigo's heart had 　　plummeted. So, there was no reason not to listen to what Chiaki said. 　　He might as well play along with her interests. Chiaki's simple suggestion was taken to heart by the honest Keigo, 　　who even went so far as to borrow a Disney cartoon every month. The seven dwarfs Chiaki gave him now sit 　　neatly arranged on the bedside table of Keigo's double bed. 　　Of course, Yusuke wasn't happy about this. But considering Keigo was doing it to please him, 　　and knowing without asking who was spreading the rumors, Yusuke could only turn a blind eye. 　　However, completely unaware of Yusuke's feelings, Keigo would diligently 　　watch the "Cinderella" videotape on nights when Yusuke wasn't around, repeatedly rewatching it. 　　The blissful Keigo knew nothing. 　　His beloved Yusuke was in a precarious situation. 　　"...Ah..." 　　Though it was a precarious situation, Yusuke's voice sounded quite lewd. 　　Yusuke's trousers were pulled down to his knees, his exposed member throbbing hotly in Chiaki's mouth. 　　I thought I had tried my best to resist, but my body, under Chiaki's control, reacted with pleasure in various ways. 　　"...Ah...ah...um..." 　　Overwhelmed by the rising pleasure, I tried to open my legs, but they were tangled in my trousers below my knees. Yusuke 　　twisted his body anxiously, and Chiaki took the opportunity to insert her fingers into his secret garden between his legs. 　　"...Ah...!" 　　Because Yusuke couldn't open his legs, the entrance remained closed, and his secret garden couldn't welcome Chiaki's 　　fingers. 　　"...No..." 　　Chiaki forcefully inserted her fingers. Even though Yusuke wanted to escape, he was helpless in the confined space. 　　"...Ah...ah...!" 　　Feeling a sharp pain, Yusuke arched his back and released 　　his nectar into Chiaki's mouth, a testament to his pleasure. 　　Swallowing Yusuke's love nectar, Chiaki wiped her lips and looked up. Her fingers were still inside Yusuke. 　　"—How is it? More intense than usual, right?" 　　She wanted to retort, but she was too breathless to speak. Anyway, Yusuke knew that Chiaki was asking this on purpose. 　　"No... ah..." 　　Feeling Chiaki's fingers moving inside him, Yusuke twisted his body uncomfortably. Indeed, Yusuke's body 　　was more sensitive than usual because of tension. 　　Unbuttoning all the buttons on her shirt, Chiaki began to attack Yusuke's nipples with her tongue. Using the tip of her tongue, 　　she sucked on the most sensitive center from bottom to top, as if tasting it, and Yusuke's breathing became hotter and hotter. —Chiaki's nimble 　　fingers explored deeper and deeper as if searching for a secret place. 　　"Ah... I..." 　　Yusuke held Chiaki's head, unable to control his panting. Why not just untie 　　the restraints on his lower body, at least he could spread his legs and wrap them around Chiaki's waist to greedily seek pleasure. 　　"...Take...the...on...my legs..." 　　He struggled to squeeze out a few words, but Chiaki deliberately pretended not to hear. Under the torment of Chiaki's tongue, 　　Yusuke's nipples stood erect to the point of almost stinging, and his penis, which had only recently withered, stood erect again. 　　“…Chiaki…I…I already…” 　　“…You can’t hold back anymore…?” 　　Chiaki’s face was barely visible in the dim light streaming through the car window, so Yusuke 　　’s defenses completely relaxed. He cupped Chiaki’s face and offered his lips. When Chiaki began to respond 　　, Yusuke’s fingers slid to his abdomen to undo his belt. Of course, Chiaki noticed and 　　did as he pleased. 　　“…Mmm…” 　　Feeling the wetness of their tongues intertwined, Yusuke grew increasingly impatient. He quickened his 　　movements, unbuckling Chiaki’s belt and pulling down his zipper. By the time he reached inside, Chiaki’s erection was already burning hot and 　　ready to erupt. 　　“…Do you want it?” “ 　　…Quick!…” 　　“…Quick?” 　　“…Quick…come in…”

"—Where?"
His heart pounded wildly with lust, and Yusuke could no longer restrain himself.
"...Quick! Quick...into my...body...!"
Almost as soon as he cried out, Yusuke's body was flipped over.
"...Ah...no...don't...!"
Chiaki prepared to force her way in.
"No...! Quick...let go..."
Chiaki forcefully spread Yusuke's buttocks with her thumbs.
Forcing open the previously tightly closed entrance, Chiaki's member began to invade. Yusuke's body stiffened in pain.
"—It hurts...ah...no..."
Knowing that words of refusal were useless against Chiaki, only emboldening her,
Yusuke still made the same mistake again.
"...Ugh...ugh..."
Pain made Yusuke's groans mingled with tears. However, under Chiaki's skillful manipulation, Yusuke's
voice gained an element of pleasure. His body, which had lost its heat from Chiaki's forceful entry, began to relax and
soften again.
“…Mmm…ah…”
In rhythm with Yusuke’s swaying hips, Chiaki penetrated deeper again.
“—Ah! Ahh!”
With each inch deeper, Yusuke’s panting became more irritating.
“…So good, Yusuke.”
After she was fully inside Yusuke, Chiaki hugged him from behind, pressing him against her chest
, and whispered softly in his ear. Yusuke’s penis, held in her hand, was still trembling.
“In your body, the feeling…is so wonderful.”
“…Ah…”
Chiaki’s penis, tightly sealed inside Yusuke, continued to grow.
“I’m going to move…is that okay?”
Chiaki didn’t care about Yusuke’s refusal. —Moreover, Yusuke’s body had been pushed to its
limit.
Seeing Yusuke nod slightly, Chiaki couldn’t wait to thrust upwards.
“—Ah! Ahh…”
Yusuke grabbed the ends of the seat to stabilize his swaying body. With his legs tightly closed, Yusuke could
clearly feel the rhythm of Chiaki’s penis moving in and out of his body. The intense thrusting caused Yusuke to ejaculate
a second time.
Chiaki temporarily withdrew from Yusuke's body, pulled down the trousers binding his lower body, turned Yusuke over,
and immediately thrust back in.
"—Ahhh! Ah..."
Without giving his body any time to rest, Yusuke was penetrated again, and he involuntarily clung to Chiaki's arm for help.
"—It's too early to surrender, isn't it, Yusuke? The night is still long..."
He really wanted to give him a good beating, but Yusuke's actions contradicted his thoughts, and he gripped Chiaki's arm even tighter.
"Ugh... Ah..."
His penis, wet with his own semen, was being rubbed with varying degrees of strength in Chiaki's hand, and soon showed
signs of growth again.
"You seem to still not have enough fun."
"—Ah."
Suddenly gripped tightly by Chiaki, Yusuke involuntarily arched his back. Chiaki's thumb rubbed the tip, while the
other four fingers gripped Yusuke's torso tightly.
“…Hoo…Mmm…”
As soon as Yusuke’s penis lifted, Chiaki reached under his knees and lifted his legs,
thrusting into his narrow entrance as if to fold his body in two.
“Ah—”
Yusuke wrapped his legs around Chiaki’s back, gradually becoming able to pursue pleasure on his own. Holding Chiaki’s head, he enjoyed
the pleasure of being shaken, while also actively twisting his waist up and down.
“…Good…more…more…”
Yusuke’s murmurs were like a reward, making Chiaki move more and more vigorously. Chiaki’s fingers explored Yusuke’s nipples and
pressed and rubbed them hard, while circles began to form on his waist. Yusuke’s penis grew
hotter and harder under the friction of Chiaki’s abdomen as she moved up and down. Suddenly, Chiaki’s lips clamped onto Yusuke’s nipple and sucked hard. Caught off guard by this caress
, Yusuke instinctively grabbed Chiaki’s hair, trying to pull her away from his chest.
Instantly, Chiaki bit down on Yusuke’s nipple.
"Ugh..."
A wave of pain washed over his entire body, causing Yusuke's member to stand even more erect.
"No... ah..."
The stimulation from his teeth and tongue made Yusuke beg for mercy, tears streaming down his face and disappearing into his hair.
"...Please... you... I really......"
As his pleas turned into sobs, Chiaki finally lifted her head and kissed Yusuke's lips. Feeling slightly relieved, Yusuke embraced
Chiaki's back.
"...Ah..."
Chiaki's member trembled inside Yusuke, a sign of impending climax. Yusuke held his breath in
anticipation.
"...It's... still... early..."
As if sensing Yusuke's thoughts, Chiaki grabbed his member again. Under the sharp
stimulation of her scratching, Yusuke's muscles contracted and his member rapidly became engorged with blood.
"...Ah... I... can't... take it anymore..."
Knowing that Yusuke's climax was imminent, Chiaki increased the intensity to the maximum. Bending Yusuke's knees to his chest,
Chiaki's penis penetrated even deeper into Yusuke's inner walls.
"...Ah...ahhh..."
In an instant, Yusuke's body convulsed before relaxing completely. Completely unconscious, Yusuke's abdomen
was covered with his own splattered fluids, and a large amount of honey-like fluid overflowed from the part where he was in contact with Chiaki.
Chiaki slowly withdrew her penis and wiped Yusuke's body clean.
The sky was already slightly bright.
In the restaurant attached to the parking lot rest area, filled with couples, Yusuke ate the not-so-
tasty curry rice with a blank face.
"--Your anger should have subsided by now, right?"
Yusuke turned his head to the side unhappily. The first thing he said when he woke up was:
"I'm hungry."
Since then, he hasn't said another word.
"Okay, okay. It's my fault."
Ignoring Chiaki's apology, Yusuke just kept shoveling curry rice into his mouth. Chiaki sighed helplessly
.
"--You were having so much fun and you still say..."
Before she could finish speaking, a piece of curry flew towards her and hit her in the face.
"--Hey." Just
as Chiaki was about to complain while wiping the grime off her face with a wet towel, she met Yusuke's eye-
roll.
"...So what do you want me to do?"
Yusuke stood up silently and walked out of the restaurant.
"Hey, Yusuke!"
Yusuke chased after her until he stopped by her car. He raised his chin, gesturing for Chiaki to open the car door, which she had no choice but
to do.
"--What's next?"
After getting into the car, Chiaki asked Yusuke for his opinion.
"Go home."
Hearing this answer, which was even more frustrating than silence, Chiaki knew that Yusuke was really angry this time. Helpless,
Chiaki could only obediently drive.
As they drove towards Tokyo, Chiaki observed Yusuke's expression. The silent journey to Keigo's house was
truly unbearable for Chiaki. Honestly, Chiaki breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived at the door.
But then, as Chiaki turned around—Yusuke suddenly hugged her and gave her a passionate kiss. When their lips
parted, Chiaki was speechless for a long time.
"—You've been tricked. I wasn't angry at all."
"You…this guy…" Chiaki was so shocked she couldn't speak.
"You always trick me, it's only fair to get back at you once in a while, isn't it? —But, I'm still
going back to Keigo's house today."
"—You're still a little angry, aren't you?"
"No. Because today is Valentine's Day."
Ah, Chiaki suddenly understood. No wonder there were so many couples in the rest area restaurant; it turned out to be
Valentine's Day.
"I see, no wonder you were in such a hurry to come back so early." Chiaki said with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you."
"Don't worry about it, I'm already very satisfied. See you next month." Yusuke hugged Chiaki and kissed her again.
Yusuke had been tricked again.
Because Chiaki's "grand plan" had a small ending.
After dropping Yusuke off at Keigo's house, Chiaki put a videotape into the stereo.
"—His moaning voice is still so alluring."
All the memorable car sex was contained in this videotape.
"—I'm back."
It was only nine in the morning, but Keigo was already up. However, it was obvious at a glance that he hadn't slept all night.
"—Yusuke? Why so early—"
Before Keigo could finish speaking, Yusuke had already pounced on him and hugged him, their lips meeting in a silent, tight embrace
.
"I'm sorry, I didn't buy you any presents..."
Presents? Keigo racked his brains trying to understand what Yusuke had said. His own birthday had passed the month before last, Yusuke's
birthday was in August, and Chiaki's... birthday should be in April. Keigo really couldn't think of any holiday that required a present.
"—Today is Valentine's Day. So I came back."
...I see. Keigo recalled his Valentine's Day last year, feeling it was a depressing and boring day.
"Are you happy?"
Keigo nodded subconsciously at Yusuke's question. Whether it was a weekday or a holiday,
there was nothing happier than having Yusuke by his side.
The next day, Chiaki delivered a package.
Inside was a cassette tape.
(10)
Recently, something very strange happened.
The three of them met in Chiaki's room.
"Happy birthday, Chiaki."
That was the reason. Yusuke deftly popped the champagne cork.
"But being born on April Fool's Day is really perfect for Chiaki!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Yusuke. I'll be satisfied if you lend me the package for three days as a birthday present."
Seeing Chiaki's smiling face, Yusuke couldn't help but shiver.
"I'm sorry, Chiaki. I won't say anything like that again."
"Why? I'm not angry."
It's the lack of anger that's scary.
"Hey, Keigo, lend me Yusuke for three days—"
Keigo, who hadn't spoken for a while (he rarely spoke), turned to look at Chiaki.
"...Keigo?"
Keigo's absent-mindedness wasn't a new thing. Chiaki knew her voice wouldn't work on Keigo
, so she winked at Yusuke, signaling him to speak.
"—Keigo?"
As expected of Yusuke, Keigo reacted immediately upon hearing her voice.
"...What is it?"
It was Chiaki who had something to say, and Yusuke glanced at her.
"—What are you daydreaming about? Ah, I know even if you don't say it, 99.9% of your brain
is occupied with Yusuke. But coming to someone's birthday party with a blank face is really inappropriate, isn't it?
If you're bored, you can go back, I won't stop you."
For a moment, there was a mixture of anticipation and worry that the two, who had been at peace for so long, might start fighting again.
"—If I made you unhappy, I'm sorry."
Keigo's frank apology disappointed Yusuke… well, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I said, Keigo," Chiaki leaned close to Keigo's face, "if you leave Yusuke at my house for three days, I
'll forgive your rudeness for coming empty-handed today."
Keigo frowned upon hearing this, then turned to look at Yusuke as if reconsidering.
"...If Yusuke is willing..." came the same indecisive answer.
"And...spring break is almost over..." Keigo sighed deeply at this point.
"What? Don't you like spring break ending?"
Knowing it couldn't be that reason, Chiaki urged Keigo to continue.
Keigo, who had opened his mouth to answer, stared at Yusuke for a long time before sighing again in silence.
"Hey, aren't you annoying? What's so great about it—"
Chiaki started to ask impatiently, only realizing the answer halfway through.
"...You wouldn't happen to be..."
Yusuke also peeked out to hear Chiaki's answer.
"—You're worried about class assignments, aren't you?"
Yusuke was about to scoff at her, but seeing Keigo's expression, he realized Chiaki had guessed correctly
.
"...Why? For something so small—"
"—You're so dense!"
Yusuke stared wide-eyed in confusion, while Chiaki grinned mischievously.
"Class assignments aren't a big deal. The important thing is whether we can be in the same class!"
Yusuke, only half understanding, turned to look at Keigo's reaction. Seeing him nodding repeatedly, he realized what was going on
.
"Even if we're not in the same class, what does it matter? Don't we live together every day?"
"That's not how it works."
It was rare for Keigo to sound so serious, and Chiaki whistled teasingly.
"I did my best to get you into this school."
"I've always been grateful."
"But it's so unfair that we can't be in the same class even though we're in the same school."
Who would think what you're saying makes sense? Every time Keigo talks too much, he spouts some nonsensical
nonsense.
"But... well..."
"Don't you want to go to class with me?"
How could he say no in this situation? Yusuke nodded guiltily.
"But Keigo," Chiaki interjected casually, ignoring the tense atmosphere around them, "
what if Yusuke and I are in the same class, and you're the only one assigned to another class?"
"-Chiaki! What are you saying—!"
How could this man say something so nonchalant? Actually, Yusuke hadn't thought of this before. What if it
really turned out like this—
"...If it really turned out like that... I'll raze the classroom to the ground..."
"- Keigo!"
"That way, maybe the school will consider reassigning classes—"
"Stop talking, you idiot!"
Don't think Keigo is making this up; this isn't a joke. Keigo will definitely do it.
“What if this trick doesn’t work?”
Chiaki got more and more excited.
“Chiaki!”
“—If this still doesn’t work, we’ll take the principal or the headmaster hostage—”
“Are you guys ever going to stop! Idiots!”
Yusuke yelled as if his blood vessels were about to burst, feeling a wave of dizziness.
“—Why are you so tense? It’s just a joke.”
“I’m not joking.”
“See! Please stop doing this kind of pointless thing, okay?”
“This isn’t pointless—”
“—Listen, Keigo.” Yusuke had never been so serious before, “If you really do that—
or do something similar, I will break up with you and move out of your house immediately. Understand?”
“Ah, okay. Move to my house.”
“You’re guilty too. I’m going back to my own house.”
Chiaki, who had been incredibly happy, suddenly became sullen. Keigo, on the other hand, turned pale.
“—I swear I will never do that.”
Keigo grasped Yusuke’s hand, earnestly expressing his feelings. Yusuke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“So, Yusuke—”
“I know…I know, take your time.”
“—You absolutely can’t break up with me.”
“No…no way.”
“How could that be? He’s already a prisoner of both of our bodies—”
Before he could finish speaking, a creamy-colored smile bloomed on Chiaki’s handsome face.
After Chiaki’s birthday party ended peacefully (?), the tense and exciting new semester began.
On this day, Keigo woke up at four in the morning. In his overly anxious and unsettled state, he
also woke up Yusuke.
“…Keigo…”
Seeing the anxious Keigo pacing back and forth in front of him, he could only swallow
back the complaints that were about to come out of his mouth. The reason why Keigo was behaving strangely was partly because of Yusuke! Yusuke knew this best, of course
. It was certainly nice to feel valued, but why did he have to
get up at four in the morning on the first day of the new semester? Although Yusuke knew that Keigo had a good reason to be so nervous.
But Yusuke didn’t.
“—I’m sorry.”
As if reading Yusuke’s thoughts, Keigo apologized in a low voice.
"...I understand how you feel. But waking up early won't change the fact."
"I know."
"Besides, even if we're not in the same class, the world won't disappear..."
This kind of comforting is completely useless to Keigo. At this moment, Yusuke really couldn't think of a more effective way.
Keigo turned to look at Yusuke.
"I love you."
"I know."
"No, you don't know."
Keigo frowned, put his hand on Yusuke's shoulder, and slowly shook his head.
This fool is going to say something amazing again.
"I want to be with you every single second."
He'd heard this sentence a hundred times.
"You're the only thing in my sight."
He'd heard this sentence a thousand times.
"Your voice is all I want to hear."
He was getting tired of hearing it every day.
But the one who said it never got tired of it, and the one who heard it couldn't protest.
"Thinking about it, I'm already eighteen years old, but I've never seen you in class. I love
you so much, but God won't even grant me this small wish. It's so unfair."
Yusuke never knew that Keigo was a theist.
Keigo's low, somber voice slowly stirred Yusuke's sympathy.
"I repeated two years of high school not entirely to wait for you. Just this once, I so desperately want to be
in the same classroom as you. Without you, I wouldn't care about schoolwork at all.
I only participate in school activities because of you. Besides, do you know what the school is planning this year? A graduation
trip! If I weren't in the same grade as you, I definitely wouldn't go. But with so many people going, we'll
definitely have to split up. —Is it too much to want to burn the school down because of that?"
"I know! I completely understand!"
Keigo's astonishing pressure completely woke Yusuke's sleepy eyes, even dispelling his
thought of going back to sleep.
"I understand how you feel. But there's nothing we can do. Although the chance of being in the same class
is only one in a thousand, everything is still uncertain, and worrying won't help."
Keigo sighed helplessly.
"Cheer up. There's still some time before class starts, want to come hang out?"
Keigo looked up at Yusuke for a moment, then shook his head weakly.
If it were Chiaki, she would drag herself to bed without a second thought, no matter the reason.
That's what Yusuke likes about Keigo.
Yusuke tenderly cupped Keigo's cheek and kissed him.
Seeing Keigo's smile, Yusuke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good morning!"
Chiaki seemed particularly refreshed this morning, unaware of Keigo's mood. She was clearly there
to see Keigo's disappointed expression.
However, Keigo was completely oblivious to Chiaki, heading straight for the bulletin board by the lecture hall.
"Has the class schedule been posted yet?"
Yusuke asked in a low voice as he approached Chiaki. Seeing Chiaki shake her head, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What time is it? Only seven. Aren't you guys a bit too early?"
"And what about you?"
"Me? Don't talk nonsense, of course I have a reason for coming early."
The answer was obvious. Chiaki's job was to bully Keigo, and given the chance, even if it meant
getting up early, which he hated the most, Chiaki would gladly oblige.
"It's not posted yet."
Yusuke sighed, watching Keigo's retreating figure disappear into the direction of the lecture hall.
"—It's a bit unfair to Keigo, but I don't think you two will be in the same class."
"Sigh, at least we could be in the same class once!"
Yusuke's mutterings made Chiaki's eyes widen.
"Do you really want to be in the same class as Keigo?"
"No. If we're not in the same class again, he'll be listless for at least three months.
How am I supposed to live like that?"
Maybe even more than three months, Yusuke boldly predicted. But the reality might far exceed his prediction
.
"He seems to really want nothing but you."
"And you?"
Yusuke was just asking casually, but seeing Chiaki's meaningful smile, he knew he'd
said too much.
"If you asked me to give up everything, I would."
"I wouldn't say that."
Yusuke's immediate reaction seemed to have no effect on Chiaki; her smile widened even more.
"Yusuke, you're so cute. Even if you're a little greedy, it's impossible to dislike you."
"That's why I said do whatever you want!"
"Oh? So it's fine if I date other girlfriends?"
"Go ahead and date them if you dare!"
The words were barely out of his mouth before he realized he'd let something slip again. Yusuke felt a pang of regret.
"Don't worry. You're the only one in my heart."
"That's not what I meant..."
"I finally understand how much you love me."
"—Who loves whom?"
The familiar voice behind him was that of his childhood friend, who had returned sometime earlier. Yusuke felt dizzy and naturally
fell backward.
"...Are you alright? Yusuke, you must have been sleeping too little..."
Keigo above him looked worried.
"Sleeping too little? What happened?"
Chiaki tilted her head, a strange smile on her face as she deliberately asked. Yusuke didn't have the strength to answer; instead, he was met with
Keigo's sharp gaze.
"I have no obligation to answer you. Although I have no obligation,
I'm telling you this solemnly to prevent you from overthinking and causing unnecessary trouble. I woke Yusuke up at four o'clock this morning."
"Four o'clock? Are you crazy?"
"...Chiaki, have you been lacking exercise lately?"
"No, just lacking in sex.
" "Moving around will stop your overthinking."
"Mind your own business. But if you insist on exercising, I can keep you company."
"Hey, wait a minute."
Yusuke frantically tried to stop the two, just then, his savior fell into his sight.
"—Keigo! The teacher went into the classroom with the class schedule!"
Upon hearing this, Keigo completely forgot about Chiaki and rushed into the classroom without saying a word. Chiaki
stared blankly at Keigo's incredibly fast-transforming back.
"Really, Keigo." Chiaki's voice revealed obvious disappointment.
"I'm sorry." Yusuke understood Chiaki's feelings and could only obediently apologize.
"Sigh! I thought I could get some exercise."
"Who comes here early to fight? Fight after school."
"Hmph. Getting him to actually fight isn't hard."
"I know."
"You should help me out sometimes."
"Let me think about it." Fighting each other won't do.
Actually, Chiaki and Keigo's fights were a form of friendly exchange between them. They'd maintained
this way since childhood. But after entering high school, they hadn't seen it once. Because both of their attention was focused
on Yusuke.
"I'm thinking..."
"Hmm?"
"Did I ruin our friendship?"
"--Do we even have a friendship?"
"That's not what I meant—" Chiaki smiled and gently patted Yusuke's head.
"Don't think about it too much. Anyway, you're the least intelligent of the three of us."
"You bastard. I won't go to your house for six months."
"Why are you so cruel to me after I told the truth?"
Yusuke was unsure whether to be angry or amused, his expression quite complicated.
He was teased by Chiaki again.
The banter ended, and Yusuke and Chiaki followed them into the classroom.
The teacher who posted the class schedule had left, leaving only the tall Keigo standing conspicuously in front of the bulletin board.
Yusuke really wanted to back out.
"Hey! You're not Keigo, why are you so nervous? Let me tell you, even if you're not here, I'll still...
abuse Keigo. This kind of opportunity only comes once a year."
Chiaki meant what she said and wasn't going to hold back.
"...Kei...Kigo..."
Yusuke called Keigo's name tremblingly.
Incredibly, Keigo didn't react to Yusuke's voice at all. Yusuke turned to look at Chiaki
, who shrugged in surprise.
If it could soothe Keigo's feelings, something like, "Even though we're not in the same class, our hearts are still connected,
" or "Our love is eternal," Yusuke would say those words without hesitation.
"...Yusuke..."
"I-I'm here!"
Yusuke thought Keigo, who had his back to him, had seen through his thoughts, and
froze the moment his name was called.
Keigo slowly turned around,
his eyes filled with tears.
Why cry over something so trivial, you idiot? If this hadn't happened today, Yusuke would have loved to
give him a good scolding. But saying such things now would be as cruel as telling Keigo to die.
"I said, Keigo, even though we're not in the same class—"
"We're together."
"Yes, our hearts are still—"
"We can be together forever."
"Yes, we can always..."
Whoosh! Chiaki rushed to the bulletin board with lightning speed.
"How—how could it—really?"
Keigo's teary eyes were filled with excited passion. He cried tears of joy.
The ancients said filial piety moves Heaven, but in Keigo's case, it was unwavering love that moved Heaven!
"Same...same class?" Keigo nodded so hard his head almost fell off.
"Really?"
"We're both in the same class. You're number seven, I'm number five." Only then did Yusuke truly believe it
was all true.
"...Is that so..."
Yusuke's face naturally lit up with a smile, and Keigo opened his arms to hug Yusuke. Anyway, there wasn't
much around early in the morning (their relationship was already an open secret), so Yusuke let Keigo do as he pleased. To be honest
, he did feel a sense of relief. Now he could say goodbye to Keigo's gloomy expression.
"...That's great, Keigo."
Suddenly, he was released.
"...Great? Is that all you feel?"
His reaction was perhaps a little too cold.
"Of course I'm happy—"
"Then be even happier, Yusuke-kun!"
A triumphant cheer came from behind. The two quickly turned around and saw a man with a smug smile
standing there with his hands on his hips.
"Class 2-1, Number 13—Chiaki Senoo. Nice to meet you!"
Keigo's face instantly darkened, and Yusuke's mouth gaped open, unable to close it.
"...You're superfluous."
Keigo's merciless whisper had no effect on Chiaki.
"Too bad, Keigo. We're still a long way from enjoying some alone time."
Chiaki grabbed Yusuke's arm, and the unsuspecting Yusuke fell into her embrace.
"I hope our relationship will be even better in the future, Yusuke-kun."
Was this God's fair distribution? So fair it made one want to protest.
Yusuke didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He only knew that his hope of spending this year peacefully
was completely impossible.
On his first day meeting his new classmates, Yusuke felt uncomfortable all over. The seats were arranged by number, and Yusuke sat
in the second seat after Keigo, which was the last seat in that row. So the person caught between Keigo and Yusuke
was the most pitiful, having to bear the silent pressure from Keigo in front of him. Chiaki sat in the
seat in front of Yusuke, geographically closer to him than Keigo. Therefore, Chiaki often sent
mocking glances at Keigo.
Yusuke could sense this without even looking.
If he had known this would happen, he would have preferred Keigo to observe a three-month or six-month mourning period. At least he wouldn't have become a victim
.
If this tension continued every day, Yusuke really didn't want to come to class anymore.
He sighed heavily, hoping this period would end soon.
On the way home, Keigo remained silent.
After achieving his biggest wish of being in the same class as Yusuke, the one in the worst mood was actually Yusuke.
Did Keigo really hate being with Chiaki that much? Wasn't that a bit too willful? Anyway, he didn't have to
please Keigo anymore, so he didn't care if Keigo was being difficult.
Besides, without Chiaki's generous withdrawal, how could they live together every day...?
Suddenly, Yusuke's thoughts drifted in another direction.
Why would Chiaki give up her right to live with him? Yusuke had never really thought about this question before.
She must have been moved by Keigo's pleading and willing to withdraw, right?
Various reasons flashed through Yusuke's mind, but somehow he couldn't shake the unease in his heart.
He liked Keigo, and he liked Chiaki. Even now, that hadn't changed. So, in return, he hoped that Keigo
and Chiaki liked him in the same way. Was this thought too selfish? For someone as self-centered as himself...
Humans are inherently greedy and devoid of humanity.
Would this self-reproach make his conscience any better?
Because Yusuke didn't want to decide on just one, yet he wanted both of them by his side.
But, but maybe Chiaki had already left him long ago. If that were true
…
“…What are you thinking about?”
Keigo's voice brought Yusuke back to reality. Looking up, he met
a questioning gaze that Keigo had never shown before.
“What are you thinking about?”
Keigo was really strange today, pressing him hard.
“…Nothing.”
It was obvious he was just giving a perfunctory answer, but Yusuke was still deliberately playing dumb. Keigo's eyes showed a moment of hurt, but he didn't
press further.
Yusuke was terrible at dealing with Keigo like this. It was as if he were the world's number one villain.
In fact, Yusuke hadn't done anything wrong. 　　As
soon as he entered the house, Keigo abruptly hugged and kissed him. The sudden attack left Yusuke bewildered. 　　Until now, Keigo had never acted so impulsively (not to mention Chiaki). He was the 　　kind of man who needed Yusuke's permission even to kiss him. 　　Yusuke's mind was a complete mess. 　　Was Keigo angry? Yusuke tried to find the root of the problem. Had he been too cold to him earlier? 　　Had Keigo discovered that he was thinking about Chiaki? (No, absolutely not. Yusuke quickly ruled out that 　　possibility). 　　Was he in heat? 　　While Yusuke was racking his brains for answers, he had already been brought to bed. Although Keigo wasn't rough 　　with him, he hadn't asked for his consent either. 　　Keigo roughly unbuttoned Yusuke's uniform. Although it was rough, Keigo didn't go so far as to tear off the buttons 　　or rip the shirt, but it was still enough to surprise Yusuke. 　　"Ke... Keigo..." 　　In a panic, Yusuke subconsciously reached out to stop Keigo's actions. When Keigo didn't make any further 　　moves, it was Yusuke who didn't know what to do. 　　Keigo stared intently at Yusuke, his gaze unwavering for less than ten seconds, until Yusuke painfully closed 　　his eyes. 　　Keigo's hand slid into Yusuke's open chest. At first, it was a gentle caress, but 　　when he found a small protrusion, Keigo eagerly began to caress it forcefully. 　　"..." 　　A sharp, piercing pain sent a jolt through Yusuke's body. Keigo was clearly different today, completely ignoring 　　Yusuke's physical sensations, focusing only on advancing. 　　"—Ah..." 　　Yusuke cried out in surprise. Keigo's hand was touching his genitals through his clothes, and the irritating 　　sensation of that obstacle made Yusuke want to twist away. Keigo pressed his body against him, forcefully sealing Yusuke's lips with his own, his 　　tongue skillfully slid into his mouth, ravaging it wantonly. 　　This Keigo, so different from usual, gave Yusuke an unprecedented thrill. If it were Chiaki 　　, Yusuke might not have been so surprised. The thought of Keigo's rough side made Yusuke's heart race 　　and his body become even more sensitive. 　　"Ah...faster..." 　　Yusuke desperately pleaded with Keigo to release his taut lower body. 　　Whether Keigo heard Yusuke's pleas or not, Keigo suddenly turned him around, reaching around to 　　pull down his trousers from the front. His finally freed member eagerly emerged. 　　"...Ah..." 　　Yusuke longed for more caresses, but Keigo was only focused on removing his clothes. 　　Removing only one side of his trousers to allow Yusuke to spread his legs, Keigo entered 　　Yusuke's body without prior notice. 　　"—!" 　　Suddenly penetrated from behind, Yusuke, unprepared, stiffened as if electrocuted. A numbness 　　followed by a burning pain. 　　However, what Yusuke found even more unbelievable than the pain was that Keigo would treat him this way. 　　In the year or so since they began their physical relationship, Keigo had never forced Yusuke, even being excessively 　　gentle. 　　But today, Keigo was almost a completely different person. 　　"Ah…! No…! Keigo…!" 　　Before Yusuke's body could even register the physical reaction, Keigo had already begun violently thrusting into his waist. 　　This wave of impact interrupted Yusuke's thoughts, and he was passively swayed. 　　"...Ah…! You… are moving… too…!" 　　Although Yusuke's body was sensitive enough, it still couldn't keep up with Keigo's wave after wave of impatient caresses 　　. His recently withered member swelled again under Keigo's frenzied caresses. 　　"...Wait…wait a minute…" 　　Yusuke pleaded breathlessly for Keigo to slow down, but Keigo remained obstinate. 　　"...Ah…!" 　　With tears in his eyes, Yusuke once again experienced pleasure in Keigo's hands. At the same time, Yusuke's body 　　was filled with Keigo's nectar. 　　Feeling Keigo leave his body, Yusuke collapsed on the bed, panting heavily. The rapid pace of the encounter 　　made his heart pound uncontrollably. 　　However, without giving Yusuke much of a chance to rest, Keigo turned him over and took his shrunken 　　penis into his mouth. 　　"—Mmm…" 　　Before he could even adjust his breathing, the new stimulation made Yusuke unable to resist pulling Keigo's hair 　　away. However, his fingers, lacking strength, could only wander restlessly in the hair. 　　Sucking on Yusuke's penis, Keigo's slender fingers slipped into Yusuke's slippery anus, 　　expanding and thrusting within the burning passage. 　　"...Ah…ah ah…mmm…" 　　Under Keigo's stimulation, Yusuke reached his third orgasm in Keigo's mouth. Before the lust had subsided, 　　Keigo suddenly lifted Yusuke's knee, violating Yusuke's body again like a king conquering the world.

"Ah! Ahhhhhh...!"
Yusuke's moans were filled with pleasure, wet and alluring.
Raising his hands to hug Keigo's back, Yusuke began to wildly twist his waist. Noticing Yusuke's penetration
, Keigo, not to be outdone, thrust in with all his might.
"Ugh... Ah...!"
As Keigo reached his climax, Yusuke's erect penis unknowingly overflowed
with new love fluid. After countless orgasms, Yusuke finally lost consciousness.
When Yusuke woke up, it was already past midnight. Although he was hungry, the fatigue of sleep
left him unable to move, lying paralyzed on the bed.
He finally managed to move his body and look around, only to find something kneeling beside his pillow.
"--Whoa!!"
Finding something kneeling beside your pillow in the dark would terrify anyone. Although Yusuke
had never encountered a ghost, he had heard quite a few ghost stories. No wonder he was so scared he nearly fainted.
Looking closer, he realized the person next to him was Keigo.
"Why are you sitting next to someone else's pillow?!"
Yusuke was so angry his tongue and teeth were practically stuck together, he couldn't even speak coherently.
Keigo remained silent.
"Kei... Keigo! Say something!"
It would be easier to talk with the light on, but Yusuke, still shaken from the shock, hadn't considered
this.
"—I'm sorry..." Keigo's cold voice echoed in the darkness.
"I... I know. Don't say anything, go to sleep."
Know what? He knew nothing. "
It was my fault." " Don't
say anything."
"Please—"
"I already said I know—" "
Don't leave me."
"—Huh?"
It sounded like he was talking to himself.
"I know it was wrong of me to treat you so rudely. Even if you want to break up with me, I have nothing to say. But—
"
"Wait... wait a minute—"
Yusuke gradually realized what Keigo wanted to say.
"But I couldn't control myself. I don't dare to hope you'll forgive me, I just want to tell you that I was just
too happy to control my emotions—"
"Huh?" Yusuke was confused again.
"Wait, Keigo, I don't understand what you're trying to say. How about I ask you and you answer?" Keigo
nodded in agreement. After
asking for a while, Yusuke finally understood the truth.
Simply put, Keigo had been immersed in the joy of being in the same class as Yusuke all day, and the more he thought about it, the
happier he became, and the happier he became, the less he could control himself. So as soon as he entered the house, he broke through the limit of his restraint and couldn't
wait to drag Yusuke to the bed.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."
"Don't worry about such a small thing, I don't care at all."
Actually, this method was really exciting and satisfying. How could Yusuke
say such a thing in front of Keigo, who was almost drowning in apology?
"So..."
The next day, on the way to school, Yusuke suddenly asked out of the blue.
"You won't be upset about being in the same class as Chiaki again
, will you?" Keigo always answered Yusuke's questions perfectly. However, it did
take him a moment to understand.
"Really? Chiaki's in our class too!"
It turned out Keigo didn't care about Chiaki at all; Yusuke was worrying unnecessarily. They'd always been
inseparable since childhood, so being in the same class again wouldn't change anything. At
school, Chiaki was nowhere to be seen. After the class reshuffle, Chiaki would arrive at
school earlier than usual to tease Keigo. Before long,
he reverted to his old habits, always arriving just before he was late.
However, the first class of the day had already started, and Chiaki still hadn't arrived.
Even if he wanted to skip class, Chiaki wouldn't hide it from his two best friends. And judging from his appearance yesterday, he didn't seem to have suddenly
become seriously ill.
"...Strange, he didn't say where he was going."
On the second day of class, Keigo had already brazenly taken over the seat next to Yusuke. Keigo shook his head , puzzled, at Yusuke's question
. Asking was pointless; they lived together every day, and what Yusuke didn't know, Keigo couldn't possibly
know either.
"Could he have gone for a drive alone?"
Sometimes, when she was in a bad mood, Chiaki would drive her beloved car out for a drive in the middle of the night. But even if she went far away,
she would always come back in the morning.
"—Probably not."
Keigo thought the same thing as Yusuke.
Chiaki was still absent until the end of the first class. Although he was concerned,
Yusuke couldn't do anything because he was called away by the teacher during break time. By the second class, even Keigo was gone. "
Please, have mercy on me," Yusuke anxiously awaited the end of class. As soon as the bell rang! Just as Yusuke was about to rush out of the classroom
, Keigo walked in.
"—Where have you been—"
"—Going home right away."
Not giving Yusuke a chance to complain, Keigo grabbed Yusuke's wrist and pulled him out. Looking up at Keigo's face
, Yusuke realized something was wrong.
“…Chiaki…?”
Keigo nodded slightly.
“—We’ll talk later, let’s go home and ride our ninjas.”
“Okay.”
Ignoring the surprised looks from their classmates, the two rushed out of the classroom.
As Keigo pulled him away, Yusuke kept trying to feel the chill running down his back.
“—Keigo.”
Now wasn’t the time to ask questions. Although Yusuke thought this, he couldn’t contain his anxiety and asked anyway.
“—Tell me.”
“—He was in a car accident.”
“How could this…”
How could this happen to Chiaki? Although he was a bit rough when driving, his skills were comparable to a racing
champion (he said so himself). How could something like this happen?
“Is Chiaki alright?”
He really didn’t want to ask, but he couldn’t help it.
“—We don’t know yet.”
Keigo’s voice grew lower and lower, making Yusuke increasingly uneasy.
“…Where’s the bike…?”
Yusuke told himself not to ask anymore, but his tongue wouldn’t obey.
“Completely destroyed.”
He couldn’t ask any more questions. Everything would only be clear after they arrived at the hospital and saw Chiaki.
During the break after the first class, Keigo called Chiaki’s house
, and Chiaki’s parents, who were on their way to the hospital, answered the phone. They then understood why Chiaki was absent. Luckily, Keigo acted quickly, otherwise,
they might not have known what had happened for days.
“…Idiot Chiaki…!”
The unease in his chest made Yusuke’s arms around Keigo’s waist almost loosen several times while riding the bike, and Keigo had to
pull him back.
"Calm down. Chiaki's alright." While waiting at the traffic light, Keigo whispered to Yusuke.
He wasn't the only one feeling anxious; he had to be strong. Yusuke kept telling himself this.
Keigo, who never sped up when carrying Yusuke, didn't even bother checking the speedometer.
The brakes screeched as he couldn't brake in time, and Keigo's motorcycle stopped at the hospital entrance.
Grabbing Yusuke, who had dropped his helmet and was about to rush into the hospital, Keigo went to the information desk first to find out Chiaki's
room number. Yusuke was completely disoriented; he would have collapsed without Keigo by his side.
"—On the fourth floor."
The two entered the elevator. The sudden upward floating sensation almost made Yusuke faint. When he realized it, he
was covered in cold sweat, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest.
"—Yusuke."
Keigo's voice seemed to come from afar.
"Yusuke."
Only when his wrist was grabbed did Yusuke come to his senses. Keigo pulled him into his arms and gently kissed him
. Yusuke's knees buckled, and he almost knelt.
"...It's alright. At least his life isn't in danger."
Looking into Keigo's eyes, Yusuke calmly nodded.
As soon as they reached Chiaki's hospital room, they ran into Chiaki's parents coming out. Chiaki's beautiful mother
smiled with relief, her tear-reddened eyes widening at the sight of them.
"You go in first."
Hearing Keigo's words, Yusuke only greeted Chiaki's parents before rushing into the room.
"...Chiaki..."
He seemed to be asleep. Yusuke looked at the bandage on his forehead with heartache, approaching him and gently stroking his
cheek. The familiar warmth made Yusuke breathe a sigh of relief.
His proud, handsome face had small scratches; although the injuries weren't serious, he
probably wouldn't be happy looking in the mirror.
Thinking of this, Yusuke felt a lump in his throat, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. They landed right
on Chiaki's cheek.
"...Oh."
The warm liquid made Chiaki gently open her eyes. Seeing it was Yusuke, she squinted with joy.
Yusuke wanted to say something, but it caught in his throat, replaced by tears streaming down his face.
"This feels so good. Are you crying for me?"
"You bastard, who would..."
Sobbing like a child, Yusuke didn't know if he was happy or resentful.
"No matter what happens to my body, will you stay by my side?"
"You, what are you saying..."
In this situation, Yusuke couldn't tell if Chiaki was telling the truth. He waited for her next words.
But Chiaki just stared at Yusuke.
Could it be, could it be—
"—That cruel joke should stop."
Keigo's voice from behind was like a savior to Yusuke at this moment.
"She'll be fully recovered in a week, Yusuke. You don't even need to worry."
"A week!"
Of course, he didn't want Chiaki to be seriously injured, but the sudden relief made Yusuke feel a surge of anger.
"Sigh, you found out so quickly."
Chiaki sighed in disappointment. Keigo breathed a sigh of relief, both amused and exasperated.
"Someone as reckless as you, even Death won't take you."
Sensing the hidden meaning in Keigo's words, Yusuke turned to look at him.
"This guy's car turned too sharply and fell off a cliff."
Although Chiaki was unharmed, hearing the actual situation still sent a chill down Yusuke's spine.
"...The car slid down the cliff a hundred meters and caught fire. And this guy jumped out of the car window and just
happened to be hanging from a tree branch."
"Chiaki! You definitely weren't wearing your seatbelt again!"
"--What does it matter? Anyway, this time a tree branch saved me."
"--Don't think you can always be as lucky as this time. If you dare to make Yusuke worry, even if you're okay,
I'll get my revenge."
Chiaki responded to Keigo's reproach with a slight smile.
"...Yeah! Even if something happens, you're still there for Yusuke..."
*Snap!* A sudden sound startled Yusuke, making him close his eyes.
Silence descended. Yusuke cautiously opened his eyes. Another wound appeared on Chiaki's proud, handsome face.
Such behavior towards an injured person lying in bed was quite excessive, but Yusuke felt a surge of joy.
Keigo's anger proved that he cared about Chiaki just as much as he did. And Chiaki, despite being punched (Keigo's fist
was clearly more severe than Chiaki's previous wounds), wore a cheerful smile.
"...Wait. If you want to exercise, wait until the doctor lifts the activity restriction."
"I just wanted to wake you up."
"I see. My mind is much clearer now."
Keigo shook his hand. It turned out that the punch had really been quite forceful.
“Fine, you can borrow Yusuke for tonight. You can be discharged tomorrow anyway.”
“…Family members aren’t allowed here.”
“A single room shouldn’t be a problem for someone to hide, right?”
“I didn’t say it was for you, it was for Yusuke. On the way to the hospital, Yusuke’s condition was more
serious than yours. If Yusuke doesn’t want to stay here, I’ll take him back.”
Yusuke really wanted to accept Keigo’s offer. But…
“…What should I do…”
Yusuke deliberately turned his head away with a displeased expression, and Chiaki began to feign pain and groan.
“Ah, it hurts so much! I’ll die if Yusuke doesn’t stay to take care of me!”
“Isn’t this a 24-hour care facility? I’ll go find a nurse…”
“No. I won’t get better without Yusuke.”
Like a sulking child, Chiaki burrowed under the covers.
“Looks like I’ll have to stay and take care of this idiot.”
“Don’t spoil him.”
“If he dares to be willful, I’ll beat him up.”
“Okay. Then I’ll go back first.”
After confirming that Chiaki was still hiding under the covers, Yusuke kissed Keigo goodbye.
"...Thank you." He thanked her softly, in a voice only Keigo could hear, and Keigo returned a
smile meant only for Yusuke.
As a result, Yusuke had to secretly stay in Chiaki's hospital room.
Since Chiaki's injuries weren't serious, Yusuke crawled into bed and slept with her.
"—Keigo said the nurses would be making their rounds at two, right?" Keigo,
not being an expert in such matters, did his best to find out the nurses' rounds. He even seemed
to have told the nurses he was very worried about his friend's injuries and asked them to pay close attention. Chiaki was annoyed by Keigo's meddling.
Because Keigo wasn't worried about Chiaki, but about Yusuke, who had stayed behind.
"That idiot... what does he think I can do in the hospital..."
As she spoke, a malicious smile appeared on Chiaki's face. Because the lights had only been off for a short time, Yusuke
didn't notice.
"Of course. Who told you to be so dishonest?"
"That's too much! I almost died today. And my beloved car too..."
He only remembered the car as he spoke. Chiaki's sadness was palpable even to Yusuke beside her.
"—I heard my car was totaled…"
"Don't think about it." "It
was completely burned."
"Chiaki…"
"But I only got a few scratches…"
Yusuke almost cried.
"It must have been the car that protected you, saving you from death."
"…Really?"
"It must be. Because you always cherished it."
Yusuke unconsciously tried his best to comfort Chiaki. He became more and more animated.
"…Next time, bring a bouquet of flowers to the place where it fell to pay your respects."
"Okay. I'll go too. It took a lot of care for me."
Feeling Chiaki's smiling aura, Yusuke finally felt relieved.
"…Chiaki…I want to ask you…"
"What?"
"Why…did you get into a car accident?"
"Um…"
Chiaki didn't answer immediately. Was it too hasty to ask now? Just as Yusuke was about to take his words back
, he heard Chiaki's reply.
“…A dirty little dog…”
“—Gah gah”
“It suddenly darted out as I was turning. —You remember that mountain we went to last time?
There’s a grove of trees quite close to the street on the other side of the cliff, and that’s where the little dog darted out.
I only realized something was wrong when I turned the steering wheel, but it was too late. —I don’t remember anything after that…”
As a driver, Chiaki’s judgment should be correct, but…
“…You’re such an idiot.”
“I thought Keigo was the only idiot.”
Yusuke felt like crying. He had never liked Chiaki as much as he did at this moment.
“…From now on…be careful……”
“I’ve had enough too.”
“No matter what happens, you must find a way to protect yourself.”
“—No matter what happens?”
“Don’t keep emphasizing that!”
“—Fine, it’s my fault. I won’t make you worry anymore, anyway, Keigo alone is enough to keep you busy.”
“If you say that again, even if it wasn’t Keigo, I would still beat you up.”
“Alright. That punch really hurt. That guy actually attacked a defenseless wounded person so viciously.”
“That’s called serving his own fault.”
“…Yeah.”
Chiaki turned around and hugged Yusuke.
“…Ah, it’s so good to be alive to see Yusuke.”
“Me too…”
Carefully avoiding touching Chiaki’s wound, Yusuke also gently hugged him.
Was Yusuke’s concern for Chiaki right or wrong?
Anyway, right or wrong didn’t matter, because no matter whether Yusuke was worried about Chiaki or not, Chiaki wouldn’t change in any way
.
Half asleep and half awake, Yusuke felt Chiaki gently pat him, and he opened his eyes. Chiaki put her index finger
to her lips, signaling him not to speak.
Yusuke heard the footsteps of the room patroller.
"...Sorry to wake you, Yusuke."
"I know, I'll hide under the bed."
"—I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Like when he secretly hid in another room during his graduation trip, Yusuke, with a slightly excited
feeling, crawled under the bed.
The flashlight beam approached the door, and Chiaki's door opened gently. Chiaki was pretending to be
asleep with her back to the door.
The light lingered on Chiaki for a moment before closing the door and leaving.
"—Yusuke, you can come out now."
"Okay." Yusuke desperately suppressed the urge to laugh and crawled out from under the bed.
"...Thank you for your hard work."
"Yeah, it's pretty fun."
"Really?"
The two smiled in hushed tones.
"I think I can't sleep."
Yusuke was still completely oblivious, not understanding the terrifying meaning behind Chiaki's words.
"Not sleeping anymore? Sure, I'm awake anyway." She even offered herself up.
"Will you stay with me?"
"Yeah."
At this moment, having just been pricked by the poison needle, poor Die'er felt nothing before the poison took effect.
"--Really ?"
"...Yeah..."
...The poison started to take effect.
"Thank you, Yusuke."
"...You rascal."
Yusuke finally realized Chiaki's scheme. He didn't know whether to be angry or happy. (Happy about what?
Even lying in a hospital bed, she still couldn't forget her lust; this kind of person will definitely live to be a hundred.)
"What are you thinking? No, you don't need to tell me, I know."
Yusuke deliberately mimicked Chiaki's way of speaking.
"Anyway, all you can think about is that, right? Just like Keigo can only think about me."
"Hey, wait a minute. That's too much! When do I think about that all day long?"
"...You admit it yourself, don't you?"
"Ah, I'm doomed. I let it slip."
"What do you mean, let it slip! Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Do you know you're—"
"A patient."
"If you know—"
"Because I'm so lonely."
"Lonely my foot."
"I've been through so much today, can't you comfort me?!"
"You're trying to blackmail me with the death of your beloved car?!"
"My Porsche will definitely grant my wish!"
"You depraved pervert!"
"You call me depraved?"
"That's right! You bastard! Thinking about how touched I was just now, I really feel like the world's number one super
idiot!"
"Oh, Yusuke, don't blame yourself like that."
"...You still dare to say that?"
"You're the one who said you'd keep me company!"
Chiaki didn't want to make a scene anymore, so she simply started to act spoiled. Yusuke sighed helplessly.
"...You're injured."
Knowing it was useless, Yusuke couldn't help but repeat himself.
"--This injury is nothing serious."
...Ah, how could I ask such a stupid question? He would definitely be moved by this rare opportunity
. Yes, that's for sure.
"That's it."
The spider itself provided the perfect explanation. And Butterfly gave up the idea of struggling.
Because Butterfly was already entangled in the spider silk and couldn't move.
Chiaki lifted Yusuke's shirt and touched his skin directly. Feeling waves of passion rising, Yusuke couldn't help but
take a deep breath.
"Hey...Chiaki..."
"--What?"
"It's...not really a good idea..."
"What?"
"What if..." "
--Someone comes?"
"--Why are you so happy! I mean, what if your injury—!"
"So!"
Chiaki unbuttoned Yusuke's shirt and lightly flicked his nipple with her index finger.
"...Hmm..."
"...I'll have to rely on your help..."
Feeling Chiaki's fingers moving ambiguously, Yusuke couldn't help but groan softly.
“…Really…if the wound…opens up…it won’t be my fault…”
“Compared to the joy of being alive and able to hold you, what’s a few small cuts…”
“…You’re really courting death.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
“—Whatever?”
Can an injured person do such strenuous exercise? Yusuke really doubted it. But saying more would be a waste of
breath, and Chiaki wouldn’t listen anyway, so he simply let things take their course. When Chiaki pulled down his trousers, Yusuke lifted his
waist to make it easier for him to take them off.
“…Ah…Mmm…”
Chiaki’s soft palm gently caressed Yusuke’s penis. This feeling
was very different from Chiaki’s usual self-absorbed playfulness, probably because the wound prevented it from being too intense.
“…Ah…”
The passion slowly rose, and the impatient stimulation made Yusuke unconsciously raise his groans.
“…Chi…Chiaki…”
“—What.”
“You…what’s wrong…”
“…What’s wrong?”
“The wound…”
“…Is nothing wrong?”
“Then…why…”
Chiaki’s thumb rubbed against the tip of Yusuke’s penis.
“…Ah! I…”
“…Don’t hold back, go ahead.”
Something still wasn’t right. The usual Chiaki would never let Yusuke reach orgasm first. He was self-centered.
“Ah…ahhh!…ah!”
Taking a deep breath, Yusuke ejaculated entirely into Chiaki’s hand.
His shoulder throbbed violently as Yusuke stared at Chiaki so close to him.
“…What’s wrong with you…”
“—I don’t understand what you’re asking.”
“…It’s different from usual.”
“How is it different?”
Yusuke couldn’t bring himself to say anything more gentle than usual.
“…You never wait for me.”
“Huh? But every time I let you ejaculate several times, didn’t I?”
“That’s not what I meant…”
Yusuke knew Chiaki was teasing him on purpose. How could he not know what he wanted to say?
“…What are you up to…”
"Don't you like being treated gently?"
"Anyway, the wound hurts so much you can't be rough even if you want to, right?"
"That's right. --Isn't it nice to try something different once in a while?"
"...Anyway, you just want to do it..."
"Just want to do it."
Yusuke leaned down and kissed Chiaki's lips. After a moment of lingering tongues, Yusuke reached out and touched Chiaki's penis.
"...Is it okay?"
"Come on top."
As expected, the wound was affecting things, and Yusuke couldn't help but chuckle.
"...Will it hurt?"
"It would be really hard if I were on top of you."
"You still want to do it even if it's so hard, I really admire you."
"--Thank you."
"--I'm not praising you..."
Yusuke got up and carefully straddled Chiaki without touching his wound.
Although Chiaki liked to change the location of their lovemaking, he didn't really like the riding position. Maybe he hated
the feeling of being passive.
"...Is it okay?"
"--So happy."
Chiaki reached out and stroked Yusuke's chest from bottom to top, lingering briefly on his parted legs before
grasping his growing member again.
"Mmm...ahh..."
Yusuke closed his eyes, surrendering himself completely to Chiaki.
Chiaki's hand slid down Yusuke's back and between his mounds.
"...Ugh...ah!"
Feeling Chiaki's fingers entering his body, Yusuke involuntarily straightened his back.
"No...no..."
Knowing that Yusuke couldn't move freely while straddling her body, Chiaki deliberately increased
the frequency of her fingers' movements on his inner walls.
"...No..."
"Then! Let me fill you up quickly! Yusuke..."
Yusuke heard Chiaki's smiling voice and realized she was doing it on purpose.
"...You're so annoying..."
"Okay..."
Chiaki suddenly spread Yusuke's mounds apart. A blush crossed Yusuke's cheek, but he still obediently raised
his waist.
"Mmm..."
He guided Chiaki's member to his secret place.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."
Slowly lowering his waist, he felt Chiaki's assertive presence enter his body.
Chiaki's hands supported Yusuke's waist. Yusuke thought she was going to forcefully pull him down. However, Chiaki
simply placed her hands on Yusuke's waist to support him.
Even more unbelievable, Chiaki was actually waiting for Yusuke to catch up with the sensation in his body.
Although he found it incredible, Yusuke himself didn't have the patience to wait. He used his fingers to open his secret place
wider, slowly swallowing Chiaki.
"...It's not bad to be on the bottom sometimes. --The view is really good."
"...What are you talking about, idiot..."
Yusuke complained, breathing heavily. "Ah!"
With a cry of surprise, Yusuke had completely absorbed Chiaki into his body.
"...Hoo...uh..."
Wanting to soak in the intoxicating feeling of hot water, Yusuke also began to twist his waist.
“…Great! Yusuke…That’s wonderful.”
“Ah…?”
As if making love with Chiaki’s voice, Yusuke arched his chest dramatically and swayed up and down with abandon.
“…Ah…Mmm…”
Unable to bear the burning desire, Yusuke twisted his waist violently.
“Ah, ahh!”
With each movement, Chiaki’s member penetrated deeper and deeper.
“…Ah!”
Arching his upper body as if his chest were about to break, Yusuke was pushed to the peak of pleasure. Chiaki
’s member also achieved complete release inside Yusuke.
“…That’s wonderful, Yusuke…”
Chiaki whispered contentedly in Yusuke’s ear. Yusuke’s thoughts were still a mess.
“…Can I sleep now?”
Chiaki smiled.
“…You can, but I’m still inside you.”
“…It doesn’t matter.”
Yusuke closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep on Chiaki’s chest.
“Ah, that’s too much!” Yusuke woke up to Chiaki’s screams in the morning.
“…That bastard Keigo…”
“…Keigo is a bastard, and Chiaki is a bastard too…”
Having answered Chiaki’s question, Yusuke’s brain was still half asleep.
“—Look!”
“…Oh dear…”
Although slightly dazed, seeing Chiaki’s face made him feel quite sorry for him.
A large bruise was under Chiaki’s left eye. Now he could truly be proud. It
was Keigo’s gift.
“…It’s evenly bruised!”
“Is that your opinion?! That bastard is definitely jealous of my beauty. He did it on purpose! ”
“…No, that’s not true. Keigo doesn’t care whether your face is unharmed or completely ruined. ”
“…Damn it, it’s infuriating that I can’t argue with that.”
Turning back to look in the mirror, Chiaki still stuck out her tongue in frustration.
"Don't worry, Chiaki, the bruises will fade soon. Besides, a bruise on your face makes you look more manly."
"...You're so good to me. You really do love me."
"...Looks like I didn't hit you hard enough."
Keigo stood silently behind them, startling even the audacious Chiaki.
"--Keigo, how...how did you get in?"
Upon hearing Yusuke's voice, Keigo's expression immediately changed.
"...Good morning, Yusuke."
Pushing Chiaki aside, he plopped down next to Yusuke.
"How did you get in?"
It's not even six o'clock yet, how did Keigo get in? Weren't the medical staff stopping him?
"Didn't you see anyone?"
“I ran into a nurse.”
“She didn’t stop you.”
“I just told her I wanted to see a friend and she let me in.”
Yusuke forgot that Keigo had stunning good looks.
“After bruising my beautiful face, you went and tried to seduce a nurse!”
Chiaki, extremely displeased, grabbed Keigo’s shirt.
Oh well, whatever. This is a hospital anyway, even if someone gets hurt, they won’t die.
“…Bruising? Your face really does look a bit different from usual.”
Hearing Keigo’s reaction, Yusuke burst into laughter. Keigo didn’t even notice Chiaki’s affection.
“You bastard! You ruined my perfect handsome face!”
“…As a man, what’s the big deal about looks? So nagging.”
“Keigo wins.”
Yusuke raised his hand high in Keigo’s direction, and Chiaki stomped her foot angrily.
“You only have that face to look at! I don’t believe you’re not proud of it.”
“…As long as Yusuke is satisfied, that’s enough for me.”
Bored, Keigo completely ignored Chiaki! He sat back down next to Yusuke.
"Keigo!"
Keigo ignored Chiaki's shouts.
"--Are you alright, Yusuke? You weren't—"
That's it. Yusuke was completely naked under the blanket.
Keigo's once handsome eyebrows were now slanted upwards, making them unrecognizable.
"...Chiaki."
Keigo stood up, looking at Chiaki with a very gentle smile. In fact, there wasn't
a trace of a smile in his eyes.
"I'll grant your request."
Turning his head out, Keigo gestured towards the door. Chiaki smiled happily.
Watching the two figures disappear outside the door, Yusuke wondered what would become of Chiaki. Although they
hadn't fought in a long time, did Chiaki know she was injured?
—As it turned out, Chiaki wasn't discharged from the hospital for three days.
"Keigo! Lend me the ninja!"
Three days later, Chiaki recovered at an astonishing speed.
For Chiaki's reputation, let me make a clarification here. Chiaki and Keigo were both highly skilled ninjas. Although
almost all the injured were Chiaki, it was all due to Keigo's ruthless fair competition (?) towards the wounded,
and Chiaki's overconfidence that led to this tragedy.
"...Lend me a ninja...?"
Yusuke expected Keigo to refuse. Although Keigo wasn't as fond of cars as Chiaki, he still cherished "ninjas
." That being said, this person who put Yusuke above all else would immediately
abandon a ninja for Yusuke's sake without hesitation.
"—Be careful not to damage it."
So when Keigo agreed to lend it, Yusuke was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out.
"No way? Really? Really?"
Seeing Yusuke's extreme surprise, both Chiaki and Keigo had incredulous expressions.
"...What's wrong? Yusuke. Did your epilepsy flare up again?"
Yusuke told himself to calm down; he must be overthinking it.
"...Aren't you taking Yusuke with you?"
Chiaki shook her head silently. Yusuke didn't understand what they were talking about.
"I'll go alone. Things need to be settled."
Hearing this, Yusuke finally understood what was going on.
"—Wait! Chiaki."
With that, Yusuke rushed out of Keigo's apartment. Carrying the flowers Yusuke had bought, Chiaki rode her "Ninja" to hold
a funeral for her beloved car.
"...Is Chiaki alright..."
Silently watching him leave was a little sad; he should have gone with him. However, Yusuke didn't want to disturb
Chiaki's desire to do this alone.
"He's fine, he has my Ninja with him."
"...You're so kind, Keigo."
"...Huh?"
"Then I lent the Ninja to Chiaki."
"Ah..."
Stroking Yusuke, who was lying on his lap like a cat, Keigo's gaze wandered in the air.
"As long as he knows that I lent him that car, I believe he won't dare to do anything reckless."
"I see."
Although Keigo can be a bit of an idiot sometimes, he's quite clever when he needs to use his brain.
"But why would Chiaki borrow your motorcycle? Wouldn't it be faster to rent a car?"
"He probably just didn't want to drive, right?"
Hearing this, Yusuke felt a warmth in his chest. The scene of Chiaki's car accident was still cordoned off, preserving its
integrity. She forcefully tossed the bouquet Yusuke had bought into the air.
"...I'm such a perfectionist."
With a sigh, Chiaki looked at the ninja in the black car beside her with a strange gaze. "...Come on, ninja. The Porsche is waiting for you..." A 　　chill
ran down Keigo's spine . 　　"—Ah, no...it's okay." 　　"Just kidding." 　　Ascending the ninja, who had narrowly escaped death because of her prank, Chiaki was incredibly smug. 　　The ninja must have secretly hated Chiaki. 　　(The End)

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