Chapter 173

“Xiaoxue, and Yishiro, you’ve both arrived!” On the street leading to Soubu High School, a pink-haired girl was running towards the school gate with her fair legs. She had already seen her two friends and waved to them.

“Good morning, Yui-senpai.” Iroha Isshiki greeted Yui Yuigahama, who was running up to him breathlessly.

“Good morning, Yui.” Yukino Yukinoshita glanced unintentionally at Yui Yuigahama’s heaving chest as she breathed, then looked down at her own slightly heaving chest and said expressionlessly.

“You guys… you’re here really early…” Even though she had set an alarm, Yui Yuigahama, who was used to sleeping in late on weekends, still dozed off for a little while longer before getting up. As a result, she rushed out the door and arrived at the meeting point five minutes before the scheduled time.

“I just arrived not long ago, Yukino-senpai arrived much earlier.” Iroha Isshiki shook her head, her short flaxen hair fluttering slightly.

“I’m just used to waking up early.” Except for some special circumstances, Yukino Yukinoshita has long been accustomed to waking up early in the strict Yukinoshita family. Even now that she has moved out, it is still the same. As for any special circumstances, they are naturally when she is with me.

“By the way, hasn’t Hiratsuka-sensei arrived yet?” Yui Yuigahama recovered and looked around. She didn’t see Hiratsuka Shizuka, nor was she among the other small group. She looked into the car and saw that only the driver was waiting inside.

“Not yet. Given Hiratsuka-sensei’s personality, he’ll probably arrive at the appointed time.” Yukino Yukinoshita was a little uncertain, since they were going out by car today. Even if it was Hiratsuka-sensei, he would probably arrive a little earlier to give some instructions or something. Don’t let Hiratsuka-sensei’s sometimes carefree attitude fool you; he’s quite responsible when it comes to his students.

“I see.” Yui Yuigahama nodded, her eyes occasionally drifting to the small group of people on the other side.

“Does Yui-senpai know them? They must be the people Hiratsuka-sensei mentioned who are participating in this event with us.” Iroha Isshiki followed Yui Yuigahama’s gaze to the small group of six. She recognized the blonde girl and the light blonde boy; they were quite well-known at school.

“Uh…we know each other, right?” Yui Yuigahama scratched her face a little shyly, looking somewhat indecisive between friends.

“Yui, go say hello if you want.” Yumi Miura was her classmate and Yui was friends with Yumi Miura. Although her relationship with Yumi Miura seemed not very good, it was more one-sided and she didn’t care too much.

“Is this… alright?” Yui Yuigahama glanced discreetly between Yukino Yukinoshita and Yumiko Miura, recalling that the two seemed to have a rather strained relationship.

“It’s alright.” Miura Yumiko saw her as a rival, but she didn’t mean it that way. It wasn’t that she was unworthy, but she just wasn’t interested in it. Of course, if the other party came knocking on her door, she wouldn’t just stand there and not fight back.

“Alright then, Yukino, Isshiki, I’ll go over there for a bit.” Yui Yuigahama said apologetically to Yukino Yukinoshita and Isshiki Iroha, and then went over to greet Yumiko Miura.

“Yui-senpai is such a good person.” Iroha Isshiki couldn’t help but sigh as she watched Yui Yuigahama’s retreating figure.

“Yes.” Yukino Yukinoshita softly agreed, while inwardly sighing that she cared too much about her friends’ feelings, sometimes even making herself sad.

“Yui, it seems the rumors that you joined the club founded by Yukino Yukinoshita are true?” Yumiko Miura’s gaze would occasionally fall on Yukino Yukinoshita. When she saw Yui Yuigahama walking over, she stopped talking to Hina Ebina, who was wearing glasses next to her. She crossed her arms, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her fingers with silver nail polish lightly tapped her jade arm.

“Well… it’s because I saw that the club that Yukinoshita-san started didn’t have enough members, and I happened to not be a member, so I wanted to help out. Later…” Yui blinked and explained somewhat hesitantly.

“You two became friends after that? Seriously, I clearly invited you to join the tennis club before, Yui.” Miura Yumiko raised her eyebrows, clearly dissatisfied with the outcome.

“Yumiko, you know my athletic ability…” Yui Yuigahama’s stamina is decent for a girl, but her athletic ability is not so good. People would laugh at her if she played tennis.

“Sigh, I just can’t do anything with you.” Miura Yumiko’s shoulders relaxed as she said in a helpless tone.

“Hehehe.” Yui Yuigahama chuckled. She knew that Yumiko’s words meant it was all in the past. Despite Yumiko’s title of “Queen Miura” at school, her attitude towards friends and other matters was far less assertive than one might imagine.

Just as Yui Yuigahama and Yumiko Miura were meeting, it was eight o’clock, the agreed meeting time. However, Shizuka Hiratsuka had not yet arrived. Just as Yukino Yukinoshita took out her phone to call Shizuka Hiratsuka to inquire about the situation, the sound of a car speeding by came from behind.

“Phew… It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a satisfying drive. Since leaving the police force, I haven’t needed to speed as much.” The black sedan came to a stop with a clean brake at the entrance of Soubu High School.

“Hmm? Yumi, you like racing, I can help you transfer to…” After leaving Hiratsuka Shizuka’s house, I went back to my own house and told Sakuya about my plans for the next three days. There was bound to be some steamy fun during that time. And just like that, there was only half an hour left until the agreed time.

After considering the choice between teleporting directly there and driving there, I chose the latter. So I called over Yumi Miyamoto. In a hurry, Yumi Miyamoto used her racing skills that she had honed in the police force. As for whether she would attract the attention of the traffic police, I still had that privilege. Yumi Miyamoto knew this, which is why she was able to drive so confidently.

“No, Boss, I’m very satisfied with my current job. A little street racing now and then is just fine.” Before I could finish speaking, Miyamoto Yumi quickly shook her head and refused. What a joke! This job has good benefits, is relatively easy, and most importantly, allows me to be close to the Boss. Would I have such a working environment in another department?

“Oh, whatever you like.” Actually, I just said it to scare this former traffic policewoman. I’m quite satisfied with her current performance. The reason I haven’t made a move on her yet is mainly because I still want to tease her a bit.

“Thank you, Boss.” Confirming she hadn’t been transferred because of her slip of the tongue, Miyamoto Yumi happily clenched her little fist.

“Then I’ll get out of the car first.” After teasing Miyamoto Yumi as usual, I opened the car door and prepared to walk towards Yukino Yukinoshita and the others.

“Okay, take care, Boss!” Feeling like she had escaped a disaster, Miyamoto Yumi was in high spirits, swaying as she waved to me. She was already thinking about where to celebrate later. Oh right, Miwako seems to be on vacation today, so I can go and meet up with her.

As my personal driver, I have a lot of free time when I don’t need her, but most of the time Yumi Miyamoto stays at the company, even if she’s just there for show, like browsing online shopping or checking news on her computer.

I had only taken a few steps when Miyamoto Yumi, her mind already racing, drove off. I couldn’t help but shake my head and smile. Having such a beautiful woman with a somewhat eccentric personality as my driver was truly a delightful experience.

As soon as the car stopped at the school gate, everyone’s eyes were drawn to it. Some guessed that Hiratsuka Shizuka had arrived, while others did not think so.

When Yukino Yukinoshita saw the familiar black car, she knew it was me. When she saw me get out of the car and walk towards her, the girl did not show any surprise. Instead, a hint of understanding flashed in her blue eyes. It was clear that the girl had already guessed that I would come.

Why haven’t I seen Hiratsuka Shizuka? In the girl’s opinion, the probability that I came with Hiratsuka Shizuka was the highest. Furthermore, the two of them arrived at different times. As the teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka should have arrived earlier, and I would have followed closely behind. But now that I’ve arrived, I still haven’t seen Teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Standing next to Yukino Yukinoshita, Iroha Isshiki’s eyes lit up. She had thought about inviting me, this “older man,” to the club activity, but as a new member, it was obviously inappropriate for her to do so, even though I had a good relationship with the club president, Yukino Yukinoshita. So, the girl chose to wait and see, hoping that Yukino Yukinoshita might take the initiative to invite me.

Until yesterday, Ishio Isshiki hadn’t heard any news in the club about my participation in this event. The girl was secretly disappointed, but I didn’t expect to show up in the end. It seems that my relationship with Yukino Yukinoshita is indeed close. My appearance made Ishio Isshiki both happy and a little conflicted.

On the other side, Yui Yuigahama saw the black sedan and felt that it looked familiar, but she couldn’t remember it. It wasn’t until I got out of the car that she suddenly realized, but why was I here?

Yui Yuigahama was initially puzzled, but then she thought that since I had a good relationship with Yukino and Shizuka-sensei, it didn’t seem strange that I was dragged into this event. The girl was quite happy about it; we were friends now, and it was good to have another friend to make things more lively, even though they were there to help out rather than go on a trip or camping together.

As for Miura Yumiko, she frowned slightly when she saw the black car. As my sister-in-law, she naturally recognized the car I often use, and my appearance proved that.

What am I doing here today? Just like Yui Yuigahama, Yumiko Miura quickly recalled the time she discovered my relationship with Yukino Yukinoshita. This made Yumiko Miura’s face darken slightly, her cherry lips pressed tightly together, and her jade-like fingers, painted with silver-white nail polish, lightly tapped her arm again.

When I got off the bus and appeared before everyone, there were doubts, understanding, and surprises. Different gazes were revealed, but my attention was naturally focused on several beautiful girls who were close to me or who I was planning to become close to.

Today, Yukino Yukinoshita was wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt with wavy lace trim on the sides of the buttons. Underneath the shirt was a black undershirt. Her long, waist-length black hair was draped down her back, tied with red ribbon bows on both sides. She also wore the small bell necklace I gave her.

She wore dark blue denim capri pants, fastened at the waist with a thin red belt. Her fair and slender calves were visible beneath the capri pants, and she wore blue canvas shoes and short blue cotton socks.

With her cute face, crystal-clear and delicate skin, bright blue eyes and thin cherry-colored lips, Yukino Yukinoshita is as beautiful as ever. Combined with her cool temperament, it is no wonder that she is called a high-mountain flower.

Standing next to Yukino Yukinoshita, Iroha Isshiki possessed a charm that rivaled Yukino’s. Her shoulder-length flaxen hair swayed slightly, her brown eyes blinked as she looked at me, and her pink, translucent lips were slightly upturned, as if to say, “Uncle, why are you so late?”

Today, the girl was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with silver stars adorning the corners. She wore a pink hair tie, and her slender, white fingers, painted with brown nail polish, were quietly greeting me.

She wore black denim shorts that reached above her knees, revealing her fair calves, while her feet were clad in black canvas shoes, with a glimpse of short black cotton socks showing through. The girl’s pretty appearance was undeniable.

As for Yui Yuigahama on the other side, she wore a pink hat today, which complemented her shoulder-length pink hair, making her look very cheerful. As for her usual bun, it wasn’t tied up because she was wearing a hat.

She wore a light green sleeveless vest-style top, the hem of which was quite long, reaching the girl’s hips. The round neckline revealed her delicate collarbone, and it was clear that she was wearing a purple undershirt underneath. There was also a pink crane on the top. Her well-developed and full breasts made her stand out among the high school girls.

The girl wore black sweatpants that reached her knees, revealing her fair and alluring legs. Her bare legs gleamed enticingly in the sunlight, and her small, delicate feet were adorned with orange canvas shoes and orange cotton socks. She exuded youthful energy and allure.

Yumiko Miura, who was standing with her arms crossed over her chest, was wearing a purple short-sleeved shirt with an off-the-shoulder design that revealed her rounded shoulders. Her long, beautiful golden hair had a slight curl at the sideburns that fell to her front.

She had emerald green eyes, a pert nose, thin cherry lips, and fair, delicate skin. Although her breasts weren’t as well-developed as Yui Yuigahama’s, they were still of a normal size.

The blonde girl’s slender, white fingers were painted with silver nail polish. She wore a black pleated mini-skirt that revealed her long, shapely legs, and white canvas shoes with purple short socks, exuding both fashion and allure.

Each girl also carried a small bag, either on her back or in her hand. Since it was a three-day weekend, the elementary school students’ trip would last three days and two nights, and they would also be staying for three days and two nights, so they had prepared some of their own personal belongings.

Overall, these girls each had their own strengths and charms. As I admired the beautiful girls’ figures, I walked over to the minibus that Hiratsuka Shizuka had called and stopped.

“Dear students of Soubu High School, Ms. Hiratsuka has had some urgent business to attend to, so she has asked me to temporarily lead the team for her. This is a text message she sent me; you can take a look.” The text message was sent to myself using Hiratsuka Shizuka’s phone. Most of the students present knew Hiratsuka Shizuka’s phone number. A few students who didn’t recognize me came over to look at it and, after confirming that there was no problem, believed what I said.

Even if you don’t believe me, I can have Yukino and the others testify that I am a friend of Hiratsuka Shizuka. If members of the Human Heart Research Club, whose instructor is Hiratsuka Shizuka, testify, it will be more convincing. Of course, it’s best not to do that now.

The few beautiful girls who knew about my relationship with Hiratsuka Shizuka, or who were quite familiar with me, didn’t come forward to check. They believed I wasn’t lying. However, Yukino Yukinoshita’s expression was a bit strange. Knowing my true relationship with Hiratsuka Shizuka, she had some guesses as to why Hiratsuka Shizuka hadn’t come. Perhaps I went to Hiratsuka-sensei’s house last night…

“Now that everyone’s confirmed everything’s okay, let’s get on the bus quickly. After all, we’re already a few minutes late for our departure time,” I said, clapping my hands and pointing to the open door of the minibus.

“Yumiko, I have to go back over there.” Upon hearing my words, Yui Yuigahama said to her friend with some apology.

“Hmm? Well… go ahead, this is your club activity, it’s really not good not to be with your club members.” Miura Yumiko had been focusing her attention on me since I appeared, and Yuigahama Yui paused for a moment after she finished speaking before she realized what I meant.

“Okay, I’ll head back now. I’ll talk to you again when I get there.” Watching Yui Yuigahama run back, Miura Yumiko sighed inwardly. She didn’t want to put Yui in a difficult position, so she pretended not to have seen Yui and Yukino Yukinoshita become friends.

But the other person was different. Thinking of this, Miura Yumiko turned her gaze to me again. When she saw me walking towards Yukino and the others, Miura Yumiko’s gaze sharpened.

“Yukino, you didn’t tell me about something so interesting, I’m so sad.” I felt a thorn in my side from behind, and I knew who it was without even turning around, but I didn’t stop there. I continued walking up to Yukino and the others and said.

“Come on, it would be strange if you were that easily saddened.” Yukino Yukinoshita rolled her eyes at me. The girl didn’t intend to voice her embarrassing thoughts, otherwise I would definitely have teased her a lot.

“That’s right, we all know how shameless you are, Uncle.” Iroha Isshiki rolled her eyes in agreement, while Yui Yuigahama nodded in agreement. Clearly, the three beauties of the Human Heart Research Club had reached a consensus on this point.

“My magnanimity is not a reason for you to hurt me.” All in one camp, that’s fine. I hope the three girls in bed can also form an alliance against me.

The three girls exchanged a glance, then quickly walked towards the minibus. If they continued talking to me, they would likely suffer a loss, though it would be mostly verbal. Even Yui Yuigahama, who wasn’t as familiar with me, had been teased by me until she blushed.

I shrugged and followed behind Yukino and the others. The three girls boarded the minibus one by one, while I stood by the door, waiting for the remaining students to board. Seeing this, Miura Yumiko’s group also boarded the bus one after another.

After the girl with glasses boarded the minibus, only Yumiko Miura was still standing. Yumiko Miura walked up to me expressionlessly, and just as I was about to greet her, the girl stepped down and then boarded the bus without looking to the side.

The time I massaged Yumiko Miura’s feet went quite well, and our relationship seemed to be progressing. But now, his interaction with Yukino Yukinoshita in front of Yumiko seems to have brought our relationship back to square one. It looks like he needs to work harder.

All the students participating in this activity boarded the minibus. There were a total of 9 students, plus me, making 10 people now. This minibus was small, with only 10 seats excluding the driver’s seat, with three seats on one side and two seats on the other, and an aisle in the middle.

Finally, I boarded the minibus. The driver closed the door, and there was only one empty seat left in the minibus. Yukino Yukinoshita had already taken Yui Yuigahama and Iroha Isshiki to sit in the last row on the left. Three boys were sitting in the three rows on the other side, and two girls were sitting in one row and one girl was sitting in the two rows in front. So my seat was decided, but the person sitting next to me was a bit unexpected.

Seemingly noticing my slightly surprised gaze, Miura Yumiko turned her head towards the window. I greeted Yukino and the others and went to my seat. I glanced at Yumiko’s crossed, fair legs without making a sound, and then sat down. Soon the minibus started moving.

“I only took this ride here to prevent Ebina from being harassed by you, don’t misunderstand.” Amid the engine noise of the minibus and the gradually rising chatter, Miura Yumiko said softly.

“What did I misunderstand?” I asked Miura Yumiko, pretending not to understand. I lowered my voice as well. Actually, I had set up a small barrier around Miura Yumiko and my seat. No matter how loud the conversation inside was, it would sound like a soft whisper when it reached the outside, making it inaudible. Meanwhile, the sounds from the outside could still be heard.

“You…you’re afraid you’ll misunderstand that I deliberately sat next to you.” Miura Yumiko knew I was pretending to be stupid, but she was also aware of how shameless I was. She was sure I would retort with something like, “You misunderstand that you like me? I didn’t expect you to be such a presumptuous person, Yumiko.” So she wanted to explain things to me first.

“So that’s not it? I thought you wanted to thank me for sitting with me last time when I massaged your feet, and that was how you expressed your gratitude.” Sitting next to Miura Yumiko, smelling the beautiful girl’s fragrance, my gaze naturally fell on Miura Yumiko’s long, slender legs that were crossed.

Against the backdrop of the black pleated skirt, Yumiko Miura’s fair and tender thighs were even more dazzling. The overlapping of her legs accentuated the fleshy texture of her thighs, making one want to put their hand on them and pinch them to feel them.

“Didn’t I already thank you last time? And where are your eyes looking?” Miura Yumiko’s tone softened slightly when she mentioned the previous incident, but it instantly turned cold again after she noticed my gaze.

“I saved you from several days of pain, Yumiko, so isn’t a simple thank you a bit insincere?” I temporarily withdrew my gaze from Yumiko’s jade-like legs and turned to look at the girl’s beautiful face.

“Didn’t you say back then that it was only right for a brother-in-law to help his sister-in-law? So I just thanked you.” Although Miura Yumiko often appeared quite assertive, she was not an unreasonable girl most of the time. As she spoke, her ankle twitched slightly, and her toes, encased in purple cotton socks, tightened a little as she spoke somewhat awkwardly.

“But today, Yumiko, your attitude towards me is nothing like that of a sister-in-law towards her brother-in-law, so the story from that day doesn’t hold water.” As I spoke, I glanced at Yumiko’s feet, which were wearing purple short cotton socks and white canvas shoes, implying that she had stepped on my foot before I got on the bus.

“Isn’t this all because of you… because you and Yukinoshita were being all lovey-dovey there?” Miura Yumiko said, glancing subtly in Yukinoshita’s direction. Seeing that she didn’t seem to be paying attention, she continued in a low voice.

“Hmm? Yukino Yukinoshita is one of my girlfriends. Isn’t it normal for us to be all lovey-dovey?” I didn’t deny it at all. Anyway, Yumiko already knew about my relationship with Yukino, and I wasn’t afraid of Yumiko telling on me, because her sister had known about this for a long time.

Miura Yumiko was furious at my familiar words. She remembered that after she caught me and Yukino Yukinoshita on a date at a dessert shop, she followed them all the way and was discovered. I remember saying something similar back then. Yes, even her sister doesn’t care, so what can she do? But it’s impossible for her to stand by and watch me, her so-called brother-in-law, date Yukino Yukinoshita without doing anything.

“Actually, there’s a way for you, Yumiko, to criticize my behavior without losing a legitimate reason.” I quietly moved a little closer to Yumiko Miura, so close that I could almost feel the girl’s body temperature.

“What is it?” Miura Yumiko guessed I wouldn’t come up with any good ideas, but she still asked anyway.

“The solution is simple: just make Yumiko my girlfriend, and then there won’t be any problems.” I said this in a serious tone, which made Yumiko Miura’s eyes widen. I even grabbed the girl’s soft, boneless hand, just like a boy holding a girl’s hand in a confession scene.

Yumiko Miura realized she had underestimated my shamelessness, which stunned the girl for a moment. When she came to her senses, she found that I had grabbed her hand without her noticing.

“What nonsense are you talking about!? You’re my sister’s boyfriend, and I’m her sister. If you make me your girlfriend, wouldn’t that make us sisters…” Considering the current situation, Miura Yumiko didn’t yell. She continued to scold me in a low, pleasant voice. I don’t know if she was angry at my words, or because I grabbed her hand, or because she was ashamed of talking about sisters sharing a husband. Her fair face flushed slightly.

“These are not problems. As long as you like each other, even if it’s mother and daughter…” I paused and gave Miura Yumiko a knowing look.

“Pah, I would never like you! Let go of my hand.” Miura Yumiko tried to pull her hand away from my large hand a few times but couldn’t. The heat from my hand reminded her of the day I massaged her feet, and the girl’s face flushed even more.

“Yumiko, some things can’t be decided so quickly.” Yumiko, now that you’ve made that promise, do you know I’d be embarrassed if I didn’t hurry up and win you over? I thought to myself as I felt the delicacy of Yumiko’s hands.

“Huh? You mean I’m going to fall for you? Don’t joke around! And if you don’t let go, I’m going to scream.” Miura Yumiko clearly didn’t understand what it meant to make a promise, and probably wouldn’t care even if she did. Embarrassed and indignant, she raised her voice slightly.

“You didn’t yell right away, so it seems you’re still pretty nice to me.” Even if Yumiko had yelled, it wouldn’t have mattered, but I still let go of her hand. Just like I said, given Yumiko’s personality, the fact that she didn’t yell or punch me right away proves that she doesn’t hate me as much as she says.

“…Don’t flatter yourself. I was just afraid that if I called out, you would embarrass your sister.” Miura Yumiko immediately withdrew her hand and deliberately moved to the side, as if afraid that I would pounce on her.

“Hmm, really?” I deliberately dragged out the sound, making a disbelieving look on my face. The embarrassed Yumiko finally couldn’t help but step on my foot again.

Miura Yumiko slightly raised her slender calf with her right leg, which was crossed on top, and swung it to the right with the smallest possible movement. Then, her plump thigh fell down, and Yumiko’s right foot stepped on my left foot. The whole movement was so big that even her skirt didn’t rise much. No wonder she’s a member of the tennis club.

However, this time Yumiko couldn’t retract her foot as easily as she had when she stepped on me to get on the bus. I stretched my right leg forward slightly, blocking the view from the next person, and quickly reached out with my left hand to grab Yumiko Miura’s calf, leaving the girl in a situation where she wanted to retract her foot but couldn’t.

The skin I touched was just as smooth and delicate. My fingers could reach the top of the purple short cotton socks, and because of the pressure, I could also feel the girl’s shinbone. I really wanted to run my fingers up the socks or just take off Yumiko’s canvas shoes and play with her exquisite feet.

The warmth emanating from her calf made Miura Yumiko incredulous. Was I really not afraid she would scream? I had already grabbed her hand, and now I was grabbing her calf. Did I really think she was easy to bully?

However, Miura Yumiko still didn’t scream, but instead increased the pressure of her stomping. Perhaps she felt that physical punishment was more effective than verbal condemnation from the crowd, perhaps she really didn’t want to embarrass her sister, or perhaps it was for a reason that Yumiko herself couldn’t quite explain…

“Yumiko, I don’t mind you stepping on me, but could you take off your shoes and step on me?” A girl’s strength is not enough to make me feel pain, but I still pretended to be hurt by being stepped on, so that Yumiko would have the illusion that she had successfully punished me.

“Take off your shoes and step on me? Do you think I’m stupid? You don’t have that kind of fetish, do you?” Miura Yumiko glanced at me sideways with her emerald green eyes, as if to say, “You’re not a masochist, are you?”

“What are you thinking? I’m not a masochist, I just like feet, or more accurately, I like feet in stockings.” I pinched Miura Yumiko’s calf with my hand, speaking of my sexual interests without any reservations.

“This…isn’t this just a pervert?” Miura Yumiko’s cherry lips parted slightly, shocked by my bluntness in stating her sexual interests.

“Yumiko, that’s not right. Aren’t feet part of the body too? It’s normal to like faces, so what’s so perverted about liking feet?” Yumiko Miura’s surprised expression added to her cuteness, and her slightly flushed cheeks made one want to kiss her.

“As always, you’ll say that you didn’t just use that mouth to fool my sister… wait…” Miura Yumiko’s words suddenly paused.

“You said you like…you like feet, is that true?”

“Yes, I have no reason to lie to you about that.”

“Then last time you massaged my sprained ankle, wasn’t that…” Miura Yumiko’s face turned completely red, and there seemed to be a hint of tears in her eyes. Yumiko felt that she had been deceived by me. I said it was for treatment, but now it seems that I just wanted to take advantage of her.

“Yumiko, are you thinking too badly of me? Did I look like I was taking advantage of her?” I released Yumiko’s leg and flicked the girl’s forehead with my finger. My mind was indeed focused on healing Yumiko’s sprain at the time. As for my thoughts after it was basically healed, it’s not unreasonable to consider it a bonus. Besides, I didn’t do anything excessive.

“Hmph, that’s for the best…” Miura Yumiko frowned and thought for a moment. I did seem to be treating her very seriously at the time. Thinking about it, she relaxed and withdrew her foot from mine. She didn’t want to be caught by me again.

“Sigh, it’s so unfair to be wronged even when you do good deeds.” I sighed softly, and Miura Yumiko raised an eyebrow at this.

“Even if you really are mainly trying to help me with my treatment, don’t tell me you don’t have any other intentions at all.” Miura Yumiko said irritably, showing her little tiger teeth. This time, she didn’t touch me, to avoid being taken advantage of again.

“If I didn’t have any thoughts about Yumiko’s beautiful feet, wouldn’t that prove that your feet aren’t attractive? So it’s impossible that I really didn’t have any thoughts at all.” It’s better to admit something at this point than to deny it vehemently.

“So you’re admitting it? Then we’re even. I won’t pursue your intentions, and you shouldn’t say I was just saying thank you verbally.” When Miura Yumiko, an inexperienced young girl, discussed sexual matters with me, she felt her face burning. I didn’t even need to look to know her face must be very red right now.

“Okay.” I didn’t really expect Yumiko to repay me in any way; it was just a verbal promise, so I readily agreed.

“So, does that mean we can get along well?” Then I abruptly changed the subject, steer the conversation to a place that Miura Yumiko hadn’t expected.

“Hmm?” She was pretending to play with her golden spiral sideburns with her fingers, actually trying to cool down her face with her hands, but found that, perhaps because I had grabbed her before, the temperature of her palms was not much lower than that of her face. So Miura Yumiko had to give up. When she heard my words, the girl didn’t understand why I said that. She tilted her head and made a puzzled sound.

“Yumiko, didn’t you say you wouldn’t pursue my feelings? Then you shouldn’t pursue my flirtatious thoughts, especially my feelings for Yukino, either.” I leaned back lazily in my chair, inhaling Yumiko’s fragrance.

“Dream on. One thing is one thing. Unless you and your sister are no longer together, or you don’t want me to see you and Yukinoshita being intimate.” Miura Yumiko rolled her eyes at me. Seeing me leaning back comfortably in the chair, she felt a little silly compared to her tense and alert posture.

With that thought, Miura Yumiko relaxed her body slightly, letting go of her bare shoulders, leaning her head back, pressing her hands on the hem of her black skirt, and keeping her legs together at an angle.

“What’s wrong? You look a little tired.” Don’t let my lazy appearance fool you; I was actually paying most of my attention to the girls in the car, with Yumiko Miura sitting next to me being my main focus.

“I stayed up a bit late watching TV with my sister last night, and I got up early this morning, so… wait, why am I telling you this?” Miura Yumiko answered my question naturally, without me even realizing it.

“Take a rest if you’re tired. We still have some time before we reach our destination, and we’ll get busy once we get there.” Seeing that Yumiko looked a bit tired, it seemed that she must have stayed up quite late watching dramas last night, not just a little late.

“That makes sense, but…” Miura Yumiko glanced at me, as if to say, how could I dare to rest with you here?

“Your classmates are on the bus, how could I do anything out of line to you, Yumiko?” I shrugged, indicating that Yumiko didn’t need to worry too much.

“That’s hard to say. Didn’t anyone notice what you were doing just now?” Despite saying that, Miura Yumiko had no intention of sitting up straight and becoming alert again.

“I promise you, Yumiko, I will never do anything to take advantage of you while you are asleep, is that alright?” Yumiko’s point was undeniable, so I had no choice but to make that promise to the girl.

Yumiko Miura turned to look at me, her emerald green eyes meeting mine as I looked at her. After a moment, she turned back and lowered her eyes.

“If you dare to lay a hand on me, you’re finished if I find out,” Miura Yumiko said, closing her eyes.

“Of course.” Does that mean as long as it’s not discovered, it’s fine? I only thought that to myself; if I said it out loud, Yumiko wouldn’t be able to sleep.

“Hmph…” Miura Yumiko snorted softly, then fell silent. Seeing this, I gradually reduced the volume of incoming sounds on top of the existing barrier. The sounds of cars and classmates talking gradually disappeared.

Soon, Miura Yumiko’s breathing gradually stabilized. It seemed that the girl trusted me to some extent, and her wariness of me was not as strong as she appeared. In that case, I would be even less likely to do anything to Yumiko now. It would be nice to just admire the girl’s sleeping face.

At this moment, Miura Yumiko closed her eyes, her tightly pursed cherry lips relaxed, and she looked serene. This was a departure from her usual strong demeanor, and she possessed a unique beauty. Although I prefer the usual Yumiko, the Yumiko now is just as good.

Just as I was marveling at Yumiko’s charm, due to the slight vibration of the car and Yumiko’s inability to maintain her balance after falling asleep, the girl inevitably rested her head on my shoulder.

Miura Yumiko’s beautiful blonde hair cascaded over my shoulders, and spiraled sideburns fell in front of my arm. The girl’s sweet breath was so close I could hear it. Because I was wearing short sleeves today, the girl’s bare shoulders were in direct contact with my arm, and that delicate feeling arose spontaneously.

Looking at Yumiko’s serene and pretty face, her rounded shoulders, and her delicate collarbone, and the scenery beneath her collar that I wanted to peek at but couldn’t see, along with her slender waist and long, shapely legs under her black pleated skirt, all of this made my heart itch. I took a deep breath, but all I could smell was the girl’s fragrance and sweet breath. It took a lot of willpower to resist the urge to hug her.

Yumiko, you’re sleeping so comfortably, but your brother-in-law is suffering. Of course, I enjoy it more than anything. Compared to seeing Yumiko’s sleeping face and physical contact, what is this little bit of endurance?