I found myself alone in a private toilet at a karaoke bar, with Yuka, who had squirted after being punished with an electric dildo.
In this tiny space where it's difficult for two people to even stand, Yuka is straddling the toilet backwards, breathing heavily.
It was such a terrible sight. Yet, I didn't feel anything. I was already used to it.
I sighed while thinking about myself.
Miyu and the others, they've probably been doing this stuff for a long time.
I had no confidence in my ability to get out of this incomprehensible situation on my own, so I decided to ask Miyu, who seemed to be with Yuka to karaoke, for help.
I took out my smartphone from my trouser pocket and called Miyu, who answered after just one ring.
"--Miyu, I have a question."
'Yeah, it's about Yuka, isn't it?'
What a discerning little sister.
Actually, this was probably already part of her plan.
"Because of the punishment game, Yuka squirted and collapsed in the bathroom on the fourth floor. I'll carry her to your room, so can you give me the room number?"
Miyu and the others should be on the same floor as the toilet, so they should be able to carry one girl in somehow.
However, even when I asked that question, Miyu did not immediately return her answer.
'Could it be that you pulled out the vibrator?'
Miyu thought for a moment and then for some reason asked the same question again.
"Well, of course I pulled it out. She looked pained."
It was for losing in a punishment game. Surely, even Miyu has her own limits.
That's what I thought, but apparently my judgement was wrong.
'No, Onii-chan. She has to be punished.'
"She only lost a game, right? Do you have to go that far?"
In Yuka's case, she's used to being punished. It's understandable that being punished too lightly wouldn't be effective.
Still, a game is just a game.
'That woman decided on the punishment for the game she proposed. After all that teasing, she got completely defeated and tried to leave without paying for the food, drinks, room or even the board.'
She was more helpless than I could have imagined.
I don't feel any sympathy for her at all.
"Uuu... T-That's... It was Miyu's boobs that made me cum so much..."
It seemed that Yuka had heard the contents of our call, and after regaining consciousness, she began to whine and sniffle.
'I didn't do anything, just so you know.'
What kind of game were they playing that made her cum from boobs, I wonder.
I appreciate her spirit, still trying to shift the blame to things other than herself.
However, there is something uncomfortable about this situation.
"Didn't Yuka decide to regret her actions and not play pranks anymore?"
When I consulted Yuka at the internet cafe that time, Yuka had noticeably changed.
No matter how I think about it, that change was positive. It was like parental pride, I was so close to feeling that.
"Sh... shut up..."
In response to my question, Yuka didn't make a cheeky rebuttal as usual, but ended up making a vain reply.
'And with that, Onii-chan can serve as her executor on my behalf, as apology for interfering with her punishment.'
Those threatening words came from the phone.
There's no way it's what I'm thinking, right. That she wants me to rape Yuka in her place.
'There's rubber on the dildo, right? Use it. Let it out in Yuka's vagina, no matter what she says.'
Unexpectedly, she gave me that exact order.
She really doesn't hesitate with these kinds of things.
"T-that can't be...! Don't be forceful, Onii-chan, you promised...!"
She's talking about that our parting words at the internet cafe.
I didn't really intend to have sex with Yuka, but even during that time, I wanted to be gentle with her.
Also, I'm thankful for her comforting me after rejecting Yamamoto-san.
Considering these factors, I should firmly stand my ground and refuse this, no matter how much Miyu orders me.
Well, on the surface of my thoughts, it seems that way.
"Why does Yuka keep doing these bad things?"
It's definitely unethical to rape a girl just because of some punishment game.
However. Among Miyu and the other middle school students, this kind of punishment has already been officially recognised and accepted.
Even I know the reason for this.
Yuka verbally refuses, but she's already ready for her punishment.
On the contrary, there are certain aspects that make it seem she wanted the situation to lead to this.
If she really didn't want this, she would have shown more resistance.
Above all, if she had just stayed quiet, she should have known that even Miyu and the others wouldn't bring things this far.
"I-It's a misunderstanding. I was just getting fresh air outside because it was stuffy..."
'So, what are these items I'm taking out of your baggage?'
"That's an invasion of privacy, you know."
It's obviou that Yuka admitted guilt.
Her attitude is not at all trying to get others to believe in her.
'Onii-chan.'
Miyu whispered to me.
Does she not want Yuka to listen to this?
'Remember what we talked about when we took a bath together? About fixing relationships with Yuka and Kanade-san. She's simply consulting Onii-chan regarding that matter.'
In order to make amends to Yamamoto-san, who I've hurt.
And in order to repair Miyu's relationship with Yuka, which was shattered after some kind of mistake on Miyu's end.
Miyu told me that I would have sex with those two.
"I think Onii-chan has already noticed, but there is a reason for Yuka's attitude. I want you to solve the problem that caused it."
The reason why Yuka absolutely can't stop playing pranks and making mischief.
Miyu says that it exists.
However, it seems that Miyu can't tell what those troubles are.
The only way to solve Yuka's problems is for me to find out myself.
That's why Miyu only asked me a favour, leaving out the details in the bathroom.
'I can leave it you, right?'
"...I got it."
Miyu's requests are always so sudden.
For a long time, I've been swept around by her ever-mysterious words and actions.
However, there were always irrefutable reasons for them.
It's because of this, that I'll continue putting my trust in Miyu.
Miyu finally left the words, 'You can cum as much as you want until then,' and disconnected from the call.
"What were you guys talking about?"
Yuka noticed that I had placed my smartphone on the washbasin, and asked about our final interactions she couldn't hear.
"That she would leave Yuka's treatment to me."
"Heh? Seriously!?"
Yuka joyfully turned her face to me.
That grinning face she's making, I can hear it say, 'This guy's so easy to manipulate.'
Alright, let's start punishing.
"Just so you know, I have no intention of overlooking the trouble you've caused to Miyu and the others."
"It was only 2,000 yen, what's the big deal. And haven't I received more punishment than I deserved already? What do you think would've happened if someone other than Onii-san had seen me?"
"I understand what you're saying, but... Yuka, for goodness sake, it's about time you learned from your actions..."
Yuka practically never makes reasonable arguments.
However, it almost feels like I'm agreeing with her.
I don't know what kind of power it is, but there's something in Yuka that lets her forcefully assert her sloppy claims.
It's dangerous to even try going against that seriously.
I have no choice but to take the initiative.
"I'll be punishing you, so raise your hips."
"W-what kind of way is that to give an order."
I turned on the electric dildo to try and threaten her. Yuka wasn't afraid, but instead stunned.
It's frustrating to be looked down by her.
"There's no way you can make me obey with something like that."
"You have no choice but to obey anyways. I'm stronger than you. If I have to, I can take your naked photos and threaten you, even if I don't want to."
"Wro-ong! You're doing it wrong!"
Yuka turns her body and jumps up, sitting back on the toilet seat correctly, and starts explaining.
"You should be doing instead of saying! Do it and then threaten me! That's how Miyu does it! Make me stand on my naked on the toilet bowl, continue until I take all the blame and force something unreasonable like, 'I will only forgive you once you cum five times without falling!'"
"This sister of mine is too scary..."
She was probably the head of the yakuza or something in her previous life.
I don't think I'm able to imitate her.
"Alright? Onii-chan can't punish me. So... yeah?"
Yuka tries to convey, 'You understand, right?' blinking and blinking, but I'm at a complete loss.
"Would you go to a love hotel right now and have sex?"
"I will refuse anything no matter what."
"Then, it was fine at the internet cafe, huh."
"It's not about the location...!"
No good.
I'm going to be swept away by her.
If I don't have punishment sex with Yuka right here and now, it's not going to go according to Miyu's plan anymore.
I must somehow push through her words.
"In the first place. Do you really think you can get an erection in such a situation?"
Yuka's preemptive attack was quite intense.
Certainly, in this air, I don't feel like I can have sex properly.
"You don't do what you don't want to do. We don't need to have lovey-dovey sex, but we could always just do it normally."
Yuka keeps her cheeky face intact, slightly blushing her cheeks and tracing the zipper of my pants.
Unexpectedly, my dick reacted with a thrill.
"Well. Seems down there's also more satisfied with that."
Yuka slowly presses her index finger back and forth against the underside of my penis, which is beginning to harden.
"Hey, you... are aware that it's you who did something wrong..."
"You're right, but it's about time you gave me a reward for bearing through all this. There's no way I'll reflect if I'm just being scolded."
A very selfish argument, though I can't help but sympathise.
Continuing like this would probably just result in normal sex.
If that happens, there's no way I can even try to justify turning down Yamamoto-san's invitation.
"That's fine, right? I'll apologise later, so..."
Yuka unzipped my pants and greedily removed its front opening button.
Shit.
This is really bad.
If she starts giving me a blowjob, this will definitely just end up in normal sex.
I have to do something.
I think so in my head, but I can't move my body at all.
"-Miyu's Onii-san, please open up."
Hearing the knock on the door, Yuka and I froze in place.
After taking a brief one-second pause to comprehend the crisis, I hurriedly tucked my erect penis back into my pants after Yuka thrust it in.
I'm glad my skin wasn't caught in the zipper.
"H-, h-h-h-, hey, my stomach hurts... There's a toilet on the second floor too...!"
I didn't know who was on the other side of the door, so I hurriedly made an excuse.
Immediately after that, I remembered that I was called "Miyu's Onii-san".
"It's me. Haruka. Can I open the door?"
So, next is Haruka's visit.
Are they trying to plan a reunion in this tiny place.
When I opened the door, Haruka bowed and entered the toilet.
This place. It's a men's toilet. Is this really okay?
"Excuse my intrusion."
"Damnn!! After getting a good atmospheree!!"
After hearing Yuka's complaint, Haruka placed the bag she had brought on the sink.
Haruka is dressed for the summer, wearing nothing but a thin dress. Despite being in such a simple outfit, she looks adorably fairy-like.
All thanks to Miyu, I'm no longer experiencing that love at first sight emotion like before.
"Haruka, why are you here?"
"I brought some items that could be helpful, so I thought I'd lend them to you."
"I'll never put your perverted items on!"
Yuka bares her yaeba in an attempt to intimidate Haruka, but she doesn't pay it any mind and pulls out the item from her bag.
It was a long plastic stick as thin as a cotton swab.
Following that, a blindfold cloth and arm restraints are taken out.
Why does she carry such dangerous things, I wonder.
"T-That has to be unfair, right!? I won't let you do this!!"
It seems that Yuka is frightened after seeing the long and thin stick.
I'm not sure what kind of item it is.
However, I can tell that it's meant for erotic things.
"I didn't really check thoroughly because you were beaten so badly, but I found evidence of cheating in your baggage, so there will now be an additional penalty."
"Uguh... Your personality really is nasty and unpleasant...!"
Judging this situation from a neutral standpoint, it's unclear who the villain is here.
In any case, how clumsy is this girl to still lose after cheating?
"For now, I'll blindfold her. And keep this in her mouth so she doesn't make any noise."
"Wai-, tha-, h-hey...!"
Haruka forcefully and without question restrains Yuka's hands behind her back, making her straddle the toilet from the front and get blindfolded.
Then, she hits her butt to raise her hips, inserts the dildo with the rubber on, and turns on the switch.
"O-, oh-oh-oh-oh... aghh...!"
With Yuka's arms restrained behind her, her back arches backwards.
A refined, confident movement.
How much experience does it take to acquire such skill in that?
"Well, before you have sex with Yuka, can you listen to me?"
Haruka turned to face me from close range, as if there was no Yuka moaning to the stimulation of the vibrator in front of her.
In her right hand lies an unused long and thin stick.
"It can't be that you put Yuka in that state just so we can talk...?"
"My purpose is to help you. However, I wanted to distract Yuka from what I wanted to say, so I did what I had to."
Couldn't we have done this another time.
Though, I'm grateful for the help.
"This situation itself is important, you know. It's within expectation if you're actually emotionally attached to Yuka, so."
Haruka whispered just loud enough not to be drowned out by Yuka's moaning voice and the vibrator, striking my penis, which was still hard with the long and thin stick.
A single pair of trousers wasn't enough to conceal my tent.
"Onii-san, please take care of Yuka like how Onii-san would. This punishment isn't meant to be severe, so do take it easy."
"How can I take raping a girl easy..."
"It's not that deep. Yuka also knows that she'll be taken care of by Onii-san, so she's much more docile than usual. I guess she really does like you."
"I'm honestly not happy about that."
Haruka pokes Yuka's knees with the plastic stick as she suffers from vibrator torture.
Yuka shook her hips trembling.
"I'll leave once I'm done preparing Yuka for you, but let me give you one piece of advice. Please don't be swayed by only the words of the past when talking with Yuka. Try to remember your feelings at that time too, or you will eventually be deceived."
"I-I see. I'll be careful."
After giving me that information, Haruka extracted the dildo from Yuka's vagina and handed it to me.
Then, she knocks the zipper on my pants with the handle of the plastic stick.
Apparently, she told me to remove the rubber from the dildo and put it on my penis.
I feel very reluctant to take my pants off in front of Haruka.
For now, I'll just roll up the rubber.
"Well then, Yuka. Let's begin."
"I-I don't wanna, I don't wanna... I really can't do this...!"
"Yes, stay still, alright-"
"Uu... uuu...!"
Haruka slowly inserted the long, thin plastic stick into Yuka's vagina.
After the tip reaches the area around her cervix, Haruka moves it back and forth a few centimetres, continuing to provide a gentle stimulation to her erogenous zones.
"Hah... no... spare me, just that thing... I'm sorry..."
In stark contrast to the intense dildo play that had taken place up until now, Yuka's vagina is simply being quietly tingled.
She shouldn't be able to feel a dull-feeling object like that plastic rod being in her vagina after squirting. Or so I've heard.
I wonder why Yuka is afraid of that thing.
"Yuka has a lot of experience with punishment, so her body is well-conditioned to this. If you see this, it's a good thing. Poking her deep inside like this, her vagina will start to tingle, making her unable to resist.
"Hah... eh!? That's...!!"
"Yes, exactly as I said. Then, please do your best."
Haruka took the dildo from me, checked the notification on her smartphone, and then packed her baggage and left the toilet.
"Hauh... no more..."
Yuka, blindfolded with her wrists perfectly fixed on the back of her hand.
She desperately endures the throbbing inside her vagina, only able to move her knees in that position.
"Ah... aah... I want it deep inside... uu... I'm gonna die..."
Yuka's pitiful appearance is starting to make me aroused.
I don't know if it's because that's the only thing I've done with Yuka up until now, or if it's just the unique constitution that Yuka has, but for some reason this sight seems alluringly troubling to me.
I'm supposed to have sex with Yuka like how I would do it.
I don't know what that means, but it's clear I won't have to do something similar to Miyu's demon-like treatment.
If anything goes, I would simply choose the method that makes it easiest for Yuka. Which is to just end it now.
If that's what it means, then that's completely fine.
I really want to just release her without doing anything, but Yuka is in this state.
Luckily, my penis is erect.
I can quickly put on some rubber.
"Yuka, I'm inserting it."
"Uu-...! Even though I said we should have normal sex next time...!"
Although Yuka complained, she obediently lifted herself up.
I hold Yuka's waist with both hands and slowly insert my penis into the dripping meat hole of dripping love juice.
"Ahiiah.... no... I'm too sensitive right now.... this might be bad..."
Perhaps because of that long period of vibrator torture, Yuka's body bounced violently just by lightly poking the depths of her vagina.
"Are you okay? It's better if I let it out once, but still..."
"N-no! Don't let it out! You can't let it out... though... b-but... if you go any deeper... it'll feel so good I'll go crazy...!"
Yuka's behaviour was unstable, both desiring and rejecting me.
I want to understand her feelings, but I can't figure them out if things go on like this.
I have no choice but dare to insert it deeper.
"Yuka, please bear with me for a moment."
"H-hyaaAAH!! Hyah, shatoop!!"
"Hey... don't shout...!"
If I thrust it in forcefully, Yuka will moan loudly.
However, if I try to pull out the penis that I inserted deep inside her, Yuka will resist with all her might and start struggling.
I no longer had the time to accommodate Yuka.
I covered Yuka's mouth and slammed my hips into her from behind, rubbing away the throbbing in her vagina.
"Uuuguuauhh!! Nfuu-!! Nnh--!!"
Covering a tied up girl's mouth with my hand and fucking her from behind was the worst rape I've ever seen.
However, at this point, I can no longer afford to drag it out.
"Fuguh... nnh!! Funaaahn... uuuuuuu...!! "
I continued to attack Yuka without slowing down the speed of my thrusts.
Before I knew it, Yuka was cumming nonstop, and the sound of my hips slamming into her body echoed throughout the bathroom as her love juices began to squirt again.
To avoid this, I made my thrusts shorter and made more of a pressing motion, but this seemed to hit Yuka's erogenous zones just right, making her clench her vaginal walls and reach an even more intense climax.
"Aauuaaah... hahyauuguuu-!!"
"Yuka... I'm gonna cum... cumming...!"
Along with Yuka's climax, I also accelerated the movement of my hips.
I slammed my penis deep into her vagina, then held her thrashing about with both arms from behind. I thrust my penis for the final time, almost hitting her cervix, as I ejaculated inside her vagina.
Her flesh, which had been completely softened by the dildo, felt better than I had imagined.
"Haah... haah..."
With both of us out of breath, this coerced sex finally came to an end.
If there had been people outside, they would have heard us, but I didn't have time to worry about that while we were in the middle of it.
I don't know if doing this will really solve Yuka's problems.
However, knowing Miyu, she wouldn't let me do anything pointless.
Above all, Miyu made it clear that she didn't like me having sex with other girls.
First of all, I have to believe that there was something to be gained by doing this that was worth sacrificing those feelings.
I took off the condom, tied its mouth, washed the semen and love juice stuck to her genitals, and then contacted Miyu.
After that, I helped carry the dying Yuka into the room, said hello to Yukari-chan, a classmate of Miyu's whose name I only knew, and returned to the room where the offline meeting was being held, with looks that felt like they were stabbing me in the back as I left.
The final karaoke session before dinner had already begun, and everyone was having so much fun that they didn't seem too bothered by my being very late.
"Sotomichi, you were back. I'm sorry I didn't help you very much."
In contrast to my dazed state, Suzuhara, who was restless and uneasy, spoke to me.
I guess he's worried I wasn't enjoying the offline meeting because of the dull look on my face.
"I said I didn't need your help, didn't I? Besides, this was a good experience for me... Suzuhara, what are you doing after dinner?"
I have no intention of finding a girlfriend, and I think that once Kurosawa-san and Tanaka-san take home Harumaki-san and Kanata-chan respectively, the group will break up.
"Well, you see. I've been talking with Harumaki-chan since then... and in conclusion, I've decided to put everything in her. So, after dinner, I'm thinking of taking on Harumaki-chan's consultation."
Suzuhara glanced sideways at Harumaki-san.
Harumaki-san seemed to be looking at Suzuhara and me. With Suzuhara meeting Harumaki-san's gaze, she responded with a joyful smile.
Perhaps his heart had already been completely captured by that smile, because when Suzuhara met my eyes again, his face was charmed.
Ahh, he's done for.
However, I did warn him already, and Harumaki-san is definitely not a bad person. Maybe it's fine to just leave it to Suzuhara after all.
"I don't mind taking on the advice, but please don't cause trouble for me. I want to go home already."
"I get it. I'll do it right on my own."
I'm not that serious about the game, so I don't care if the guild breaks up because things get complicated.
If some kind of dispute breaks out between the three organisers at the offline meetings, I could get caught up in it too.
I want to go home early and do some lovey-dovey stuff with Miyu.
"Alright, guys! It's time! Let's go eat!"
We left karaoke, as if we were kicked out by Kurosawa-san's command. Or rather, call to exit.
The dinner venue is a restaurant within walking distance.
The atmosphere is similar to that of a private izakaya, and we can enjoy a student discount course for 1,980 yen.
It's not a small expense for students, but considering the food, quality and venue, the price is fairly reasonable.
On the way to that store, I was walking with Suzuhara and Kurosawa-san.
"Oi, you guys."
Kurosawa-san put his hands around our necks from behind and started whispering to us.
He's a big guy, so just putting his arms around me feels quite heavy.
"How was it. Is it warmed up properly there?"
Kurosawa grabs Suzuhara's crotch tightly and lifts it up.
Just looking at Suzuhara's distorted face hurts.
"I-it-it's going okay, this time's meeting felt like..."
"Hmm, not again, Suzuhara. You were satisfied with just exchanging messages the other day, weren't you? No, you have to do it now while you're still in person. I think Harumaki-chan will be willing to serve you, you know?"
Kurosawa makes a cylinder with his hand and moves it up and down such that the group of girls following him behind can't see.
It seems that Harumaki-san has been talking with multiple men.
Even though Suzuhara and Kurosawa-san aren't getting along, what is he trying to do?
Suzuhara-san could be half-killed if he were to go before Kurosawa-san.
"Today's members - Harumaki-chan - isn't she too out of my league? That's why, I think it's fine-..."
"Are you stupid? Even Suzuhara probably doesn't have much experience with women. Just do it with Momo-chan. Film it and stream it in the room. I'll also stream a sex tape of Harumaki-san and me. Sotomichi, watch it and jerk off. That's how it goes, okay? You'll get horny and be motivated to do it next time. This is what we call teamwork."
With that, Kurosawa-san sat down next to Harumaki-san and started chatting with her again.
I don't know how much of what Harumaki-san said was true, but it takes guts to keep smiling no matter who she's talking to at all times.
"Shit, I don't know what to do..."
Suzuhara muttered as he looked back at the messages he had exchanged with Harumaki-san.
Looking at that Kurosawa-san, if he leaves her with him for just this night, the chances of Suzuhara being able to make Harumaki-san his own will be extremely low.
Therefore, in order to consult with Harumaki-san alone, he'll need to sneak out as soon as the dinner is over, but I'm scared of what would happen afterwards if he were to do that.
Just from that light grab on the shoulder, I could tell that Kurosawa-san is quite the fighter.
If he took a hit from Kurosawa-san directly from the front, that could be just enough to break both his bones and heart.
"If it seems impossible, why not just give up? Today's encounter isn't everything after all."
"I know. I know, but, how can I put it, Harumaki-chan is different. I feel like it's fate, or more like, it feels like she's the one."
Suzuhara was already completely obsessed with Harumaki-san.
She's too good at killing virgins.
He doesn't seem to be in a proper state of mind.
I feel bad for Suzuhara, but I'll have to go home immediately after dinner.
"Welcome. Kurosawa-sama's reservation, right? I will show you to your seats."
Arriving at the restaurant, this time, the men and women alternately lined up so that everyone was sitting next to the opposite sex.
This is a common pattern when changing seats at a group date.
I made the excuse that the toilet was nearby and was able to sit at the edge.
For the rest of this time, I would like to just watch other people's intentions from the sidelines.
Or so I thought, but Harumaki-san ignored Kurosawa-san who was sitting opposite me, coming and sitting next to me, which resulted in me being glared at by both Suzuhara and Kurosawa-san.
"Sotomichi's side, get."
Harumaki-san snaps her fingers silently with a serious look on her face.
It's admirable she didn't lose her composure after all that.
"Why next to me?"
"Hmm. Why do you look so tired?"
That's my apologies.
I just raped a middle school student, after all.
I am both physically and mentally exhausted.
"As an organiser, I want everyone to have fun and go home."
"Ahh, that's... that's right. I'm sorry for bringing the mood down."
"That's exactly what I mean- come onn. The fun's about to begin. The way a person eats reveals their personality, right? If you want to determine whether the girl you're after is decent or not, this is the place to be! Fufu."
Harumaki gestures the movements of a fork and knife.
"Or not. It's to determine whether it's okay, to let it out here."
Just when I thought, Harumaki-san pursed her lips, slurped, and with a vulger look on her face, pretended to eat spaghetti as if to invite me.
What a meaningful gesture. I wonder what it means.
I did say I had a lover, right?
"If it's by mouth, it's not an affair."
Harumaki-san put her hands over her mouth and muttered under her breath.
So, she's just stopped hiding her true nature from me now.
The mask that has finally been peeled off reveals what's really going on.
She's so refreshing I feel hesitant to call her a bitch.
Maybe she's the type of person who thinks casual sex isn't a bad thing.
The reality is, if someone is doing something because they want to, outsiders have no right to criticise them.
"Would you say that to your boyfriend?"
"Engaging in intimate relationships with other women would make our own intimate encounters feel more exciting, wouldn't it? That feeling of immorality and guilt. Apparently, acts that strain the heart are highly addictive. If that's the case, my boyfriend would be willing to give up anything to be intimate with me... in the end, there's great value in it."
Harumaki imitates a crab with both hands, moving her middle and index fingers back and forth.
The expression 'great value' is already terrible.
"Sotomichi-kun, don't you ever get bored? Like your girlfriend is so bad that you're not satisfied. Don't you want some new excitement? For around 10,000 yen?"
"So it was money after all..."
She probably squeezed out a lot of money from her previous boyfriends if things were always at this rate.
She's not the type to squeeze money out of others and give it to her boyfriend; she's a completely self-consumer type of money-sucking woman.
Maybe it's a lie that she doesn't have a boyfriend right now.
"It feels good just to let it out in the toilet, doesn't it? Definitely better than going to a brothel."
"Yeah, uh, is that talking from personal experience?"
"Ah... and... What should I get to drink-!"
Harumaki-san feigns ignorance at a strange timing.
She continued to invite me after that, but since it was after that event, it didn't arouse me at all.
Harumaki-san seemed to have noticed my state, and when it was time to change seats, she moved next to Suzuhara.
He's going to get milked dry.
Well, it's just being scammed by Harumaki-san. Even if he loses hundreds of thousands of yen, he'll just laugh it off and say it was a good lesson learnt.
What I should be thinking about isn't who Harumaki-san is going to have sex with.
It should be about why Yuka took such an attitude.
According to Miyu, understanding Yuka's personality is also important for making up with Yamamoto-san.
Then this is a task I must seriously tackle.
I am responsible for making Yamamoto-san look so sad.
And I'm still curious about Haruka's advice.
I was told to not only remember the words of the past, but also to remember the feelings I had at that time.
It's not that easy to remember the past.
To me, Yuka is selfish, angry, caring, and above all, likes Miyu.
She's a clumsy eccentric, always playing pranks on everyone and always gets beaten back.
It seems that she has a little affection for me, but that is because I am Miyu's older brother, otherwise she wouldn't have been so attached.
Judging from the friends she hangs out with, she doesn't seem like a lesbian.
Only Miyu is special to Yuka.
And because of that influence, I was also put in a special frame.
The Yuka right now wants to do lewd stuff with me.
Before that, she exclaimed how much she liked Miyu.
I think she was trying so hard with the sole desire to see Miyu smile, but her efforts inadvertently resulted in excessive teasing, which subtly transformed her feelings into love... maybe that's how it went?
I wonder what it is.
Although I'm sure my memory is correct, I feel something is off about this turn of events.
But no matter how much I think about it, I can't seem to come to a conclusion.
Is there still not enough information?
Is my brain power just lacking?
"...Nn?"
As I was preoccupied with my thoughts, I received a message on my smartphone.
It seems that Yuka sent me a photo.
The photo shows a group of middle school students eating together.
On the table was a selection of expensive-looking dishes not fitting of middle school students.
Apparently, it was a selfie that Yuka had taken without her permission, and Miyu and the others were just barely visible at the edge of the picture, not looking directly at the camera.
So, what did the person in question have to say?
'Think about when you're going to treat me to a deluxe jumbo parfait!!'
She gave me the middle finger with this message.
I don't want to waste money on anything other than Miyu, but a promise is a promise, and above all, this is a good opportunity to talk, so I have no choice but to follow through.
At the dinner party that followed, nothing particularly notable happened, perhaps because Harumaki-san didn't get involved.
However, because Kurosawa-san was getting more physical with her in preparation for the upcoming 'performance', it seemed to me that Harumaki-san was blatantly getting close to Suzuhara towards the end.
The dinner itself ended without any problems. Kurosawa-san collected the money because he used a credit card, and we went outside.
It seemed that Miyu and the others broke up at the same time, and I was engrossed in messaging in order to meet up with her.
"Nn-that's it for today! Go and show your face at the guild after this!"
After finishing the payment, Kurosawa left the store and immediately called out to everyone.
At this point, I finally realised we were short on people.
Suzuhara and Harumaki-san had disappeared.
Kurosawa-san did not immediately mention that.
As the organiser, he concluded the meeting. After we disbanded, it was, as expected, him who came over.
"Oh, Sotomichi. How was Harumaki-chan?"
"Eh, ahh, she was cute."
"Right? And because her guard wasn't too strong, I was able to fondle her breasts while you were in the bathroom. They're at least E-cups. She's slender so I don't know if I'll be able to squeeze them, but it looks like it could be useful."
"I-I see."
Kurosawa-san stuck to my side and talked to me without asking where I was going.
Miyu asked me where we were going to meet, but it's not going to be possible at this rate.
I definitely want to avoid having this person meet Miyu.
"What's your problem, Sotomichi."
Kurosawa-san's grumpy voice.
It was nothing but anger at Suzuhara and Harumaki-san's disappearance together.
"I can't see Harumaki-chan anywhere. Do you know anything?"
"No, I really haven't heard anything."
"That Suzuhara guy, he won't answer the phone. That guy… I don't think it's possible, but..."
Kurosawa-san's forehead veins turn blue as his anger grows.
That Suzuhara guy said he would do fine on his own, but he ended up throwing everything to me.
I won't be satisfied with just a deluxe jumbo parfait, just so you know.
"T-That guy! I heard that Harumaki-san asked for his advice! So, maybe he's having a long chat with her at a nearby cafe or something...!"
"Ahh!? I'm fucking Harumaki, why the hell would I care about that!! Ah, damn it!! Those guys are definitely in the hotel district... I'll never forgive them...!"
Kurosawa-san doesn't listen to me at all and kicks a pole on the side of the road.
"Well, whatever. At least that woman can't escape from me. Hey, Sotomichi, if Suzuhara comes to you begging for his life, you should contact me first. They have no choice but to meet me anyway."
Kurosawa-san said that and ran to the hotel district.
I hurriedly tried to call Suzuhara, but now it seems that he hasn't even turned on his phone.
To cut off contact so thoroughly means that he doesn't want to see information that could make him realise he's being chased.
In a situation where he doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone, mentally and emotionally.
First of all, he's definitely alone with Harumaki-san.
Harumaki-san's goal is definitely money, so the question is how she plans to squeeze it out of him.
I'll head to the hotel district for now.
The chances of being caught if he was inside a store were low, but there seemed to be a lot of delinquent gangs in the area that Kurosawa-san knew, so there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be caught and lynched.
At the very least, I should find him first if I can.
I hurried to the nearby hotel district.
Although it is called a hotel district, it is not a particularly lively place; it is a relatively quiet area that can't be described as either rural or urban.
I've never been to a love hotel, but I know that one that has its prices displayed near the entrance is a love hotel.
Since Kurosawa and the others told us about some recommended spots, I didn't have trouble finding my way.
Just as I saw what looked like a building, I got a call from Miyu.
Come to think of it, I forgot to tell her where the meeting place was.
"Onii-chan? Where are you?"
"Now's... bad. I can't rendezvous tonight. Please go home with Yuka and the others."
'Did some kind of accident happen?'
"Rather than accident, it's more of an incident. That Suzuhara guy took a girl and disappeared into a love hotel. That angered a dangerous guy who was after the same girl..."
I thought that Miyu wouldn't be convinced if I didn't explain the situation properly, so I told Miyu what had happened so far.
'Even Suzuhara-san knew that Kurosawa-san would get angry, right? Even despite that, would he really go to the place that Kurosawa-san recommended?'
"That's... ah-... actually, yeah..."
Now that she mentions it, it's hard to imagine that Kurosawa-san would go out of his way to go to a love hotel in this area, where many of his acquaintances are and where his location is somewhat limited.
In any case, it is highly likely that Suzuhara-san headed to the station.
If that were the case, he wouldn't be able to be chased after, and I'd feel more at ease.
I'm curious about what Kurosawa-san said.
'─-Harumaki-san can't escape? Kurosawa-san said that?'
"That's right. I don't know the reason either, but from the way Kurosawa-san spoke, Suzuhara and Harumaki-san might still be nearby."
'Hmm. I see.'
Miyu seems to have grasped the approximate situation with just this hint.
My sister is really reliable, but I hope she doesn't get too involved this time.
I don't want her to get caught up in something weird.
"So, I'll explore where I am for a while and then go home. I'm not going to be that late, so can Miyu wait at home?"
'I'll help you too. I won't feel at ease if I go home like this. Also, Yuka seems to have come up with another naughty idea and has already run off.'
"Hah!? No, I don't know what that... A-anyway, you can't help out!! No matter how much Miyu has helped, this situation is too dangerous... wait, Mi-Miyu!? Miyu!!"
Miyu's phone cut off.
Even when I called back, Miyu didn't answer, and my impatience only grew.
What is she planning to do when she says she's going to help?
It's scary enough to just let a girl walk alone on this road alone at night.
"Every single one of them is so selfish...!"
I clutched my smartphone and ran with all my strength.
In a quiet city with few people.
Tonight is going to be a long night.
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