Kirino's Betrayal

That's a good question... Even Yukino doesn't know what Haruno is so smug about.

Yui: "It's nothing, it's just that I might join Shu-chan's agency."

Yuigahama hesitated for a moment, then finally replied in a roundabout way.

Yukino frowned in thought, realizing that things couldn't be that simple.

She promptly called Shuya.

"Hey, Yukino- chan?"

What's going on between you and Yuigahama?

"Nothing?"

Shuya's innocent voice also reached Mai's ears.

She exclaimed "Ah!" and then said, "That's the tone of her voice when she said that something happened."

"That's right."

Yukino in agreement; she could tell from her own voice.

Shuya said, "It's really nothing. If you want to know, just ask her."

Seeing that Yuigahama hadn't told anyone, he chose to keep it a secret for her to avoid making her feel ashamed.

He felt he was being very considerate.

"Hmm... since he said that, it must really be nothing serious."

Mai nodded.

Yukino said, "Anyway, I'll ask Yuigahama tomorrow, so I'll let you off the hook for now."

What are you talking about? What can I do?

After finishing his sentence Shuya laughed and said, "Aren't you guys lonely at night? How about I come over and keep you company? The thought of the three of us playing together is kind of exciting."

Yukino sneered, "Get lost."

She hung up the phone decisively.

Shuya clicked his tongue and shook his head, saying, "He's really short-tempered."

"What's with the irritability?"

"Who is the senior talking to?"

Ayase and Kirino, having changed back into casual clothes, came out drying their hair, with Motoko following behind them aimlessly.

"Ayase, let me blow-dry your hair."

"Thank you. I'll help Kirino later too."

"OK."

Ayase sat down at the dining table, Kirino plugged in the hairdryer to dry her hair; the two looked like sisters.

Is it really necessary to come out specifically to blow-dry your hair...?

Shuya made a comment, then beckoned for Motoko to come and sit down next to him.

He lazily rested his head on her lap.

Motoko was powerless to resist.

Besides being caught red-handed, she also wanted to freeload a meal, so she couldn't afford to offend Shuya.

And to be honest, she doesn't dislike it... though she can't say she really likes it either.

Shuya ignored the two people over there and spoke to Motoko, "By the way, Motoko, is your fear of men really cured? Don't let it relapse."

He had wanted to confirm with her again last time, but he missed the opportunity because she revealed that she wrote erotic fiction.

Shuya genuinely afraid that she would have a fit and cause him to create another embarrassing situation.

Motoko said shyly, "I should..."

"Holy crap? What do you mean?"

Shuya became alert.

"No, no, it's just..."

"Don't just stop halfway through your story."

Shuya urged her to continue.

Pressed by him, Motoko finally said, "Yeah, yeah... I also find it strange. I feel a bit uncomfortable around other men, but when it's you, I seem to be perfectly normal..."

Shuya was taken aback. "... Are you confessing your feelings?"

No, no, no!

Motoko reacted very excitedly, Shuya asked in surprise, "Why are you so excited?"

"Shuya- senpai, what are you saying? Why are you so loud?"

Ayase asked curiously, Kirino also looked over, but Shuya and Motoko weren't doing anything, so there wasn't anything interesting to see.

The two turned back to continue drying their hair.

Motoko seemed somewhat at a loss, unable to find the right words.

"This is normal, don't worry."

Shuya patted her thigh to comfort her.

... You know what, it's really slippery.

Because it felt so good, he couldn't help but touch it a few more times.

Motoko's legs are truly exquisite.

"Inoue- kun!"

Motoko, mindful of Ayase and the others, could only call out softly.

Shuya felt that this situation seemed familiar, somewhat similar to Mai's situation.

Chapter 608, Section 566: Kirino's Backstab

"Let's get back to the main topic."

He said, "Let me repeat myself: you're fine around me because we're too familiar with each other. Even your dad hasn't spent as much time with you as I have."

"That's true, Inoue -kun is the man I'm most familiar with."

Motoko nodded.

... And she even saw him and Tsuruko doing that.

Thinking of this, her gaze couldn't help but fall on Shuya's lower body.

Her face turned even redder.

Shuya was speechless. "Motoko, something's wrong with you. Have you become more and more of a repressed pervert by writing too many erotic stories?"

"No, no, no, I didn't!"

Motoko retorted in a weak voice.

"... Would you like to see it?"

"Huh? Is that okay?!"

"?"

Shuya tried it casually, and she immediately revealed herself.

"No, no, I was just... just curious!"

Motoko's forehead was covered in sweat.

"You've seen it before."

Shuya rolled his eyes. "Why don't you stay tonight, and I'll show you a big treasure."

Motoko stared at the indescribable area, the scene of that battle between Shuya and Tsuruko flashing through her mind.

"You're actually hesitating... Looks like the Sisters' Rice Bowl here won't be long."

Shuya complained.

"I didn't! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Motoko cried out.

"Seniors—what on earth are you doing?"

"Is Shuya- senpai teasing Motoko again?"

Ayase and Kirino asked again, having switched roles; now Ayase was drying Kirino's hair.

Shuya turned around and lay on Motoko's lap, then propped himself up and leaned over to look at Ayase and the others, saying, "I didn't flirt with her, it's Motoko is acting strangely."

"I, Inoue- kun!"

Motoko quickly pressed Shuya's head down to prevent him from saying anything inappropriate.

"Ugh!"

She was quite strong, much stronger than Yukino, so when she pressed down, Shuya's face collided directly with her thigh.

Oh... that's not bad either.

Unfortunately, with Ayase and the others around, it was impossible for Shuya to do anything with Motoko in front of them.

... At most, just a lick.

What happened to the seniors?

Ayase's strange tunnel.

"No, no, it's nothing! I was just... just joking around with him!"

"It's Suko who spoke first, while holding Shuya down tightly," Motoko said.

Shuya's face rubbed against her leg, her smooth thighs eroding his will to struggle.

... prprprprpr.

"Alas!"

Motoko suppressed her scream so that Ayase and the others wouldn't hear it.

Ayase smiled and said, "Your seniors have such a great relationship; this is what childhood friends are all about."

She didn't suspect Motoko, but Kirino, a pervert who had played many adult games, had already sensed that something was wrong.

Kirino pondered for a moment, then said, "Ayase, stop looking over there, it's inconvenient for me to blow-dry my hair."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Ayase obediently turned around and stopped talking.

Kirino didn't turn around, but silently thought to herself: Seniors, this is all I can do to help you.

A helping hand from a junior colleague.

She thought Shuya and Motoko were just having a private chat, but she never expected Shuya to be having so much fun, prpr so enthusiastically.

After Kirino finished fixing Ayase's hair, Ayase stood up. "Okay, it's about time to cook!"

"Yes..."

Kirino responded and then looked towards the sofa, where Shuya had already sat up and was watching TV side by side with Motoko.

It seems there are no problems.

Seya didn't notice anything amiss and went straight into the kitchen.

Kirino didn't go over to disturb them; she sat at the dining table, playing on her phone and chatting with Ayase.