How To Ruin A Love Comedy Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Put them right there.

Here?

Yes.

Miyuki, who had roughly arranged the wardrobe, placed her own clothes into the empty space.

She neatly folded three T-shirts and two pairs of shorts into the wardrobe and, after opening the drawer below, turned around.

Dont look...

Its not like I hadnt seen it once or twice before, so why was she feeling so embarrassed?

A womans heart is truly perplexing.

Without objecting, I quietly turned my body. Soon Miyuki, who had finished everything, asked to turn back.

Checking the wardrobe, I found Miyukis uniform shirt and skirt hanging next to my uniform.

A subtle scent of plums wafted through.

It seed like the scent would also cling to my uniform.

Scent

Isnt this the typical storyline of an NTL series?

Tetsuya slls the unique scent of Miyuki coming from my shirt, looks puzzled, and then explodes with inferiority while suffering alone.

Anyway, the feeling is strange. Its like were living together.

Perhaps Miyuki had the sa thought because, from the mont she saw the uniforms hanging side by side, she hadnt said a word.

Her face had already turned as red as it could get.

I pushed the wardrobe shut while looking at her.

And then I teasingly said, Now you can take care of your favorite plants every day, right?

...Ill only co occasionally... Dummy...

Even though you tell not to swear at you all the ti, why do you keep calling a fool, stupid, or dummy? Dont you think its unfair?

I use it as an expression of affection... Fool.

I cautiously approached Miyuki and lightly poked her waist as a warning.

Try calling one more ti.

I dont want to.

Miyuki stuck out her tongue stubbornly.

She gazed at with a playful expression, then headed for the kitchen. After opening the refrigerator and looking for cooking ingredients, she sighed.

Ugh... all we have are ingredients for bento...

What were you expecting from ?

I didnt expect anything. Shall we go to the mart to buy groceries?

Its too much trouble today, lets just have lunch. Besides, its raining outside.

Indeed, it was raining outside. Even though Japan is known for frequent rain, the frequency was a bit excessive. Thinking of it as the autumn rainy season called Akisa, it wasnt hard to understand. For , rainy days were preferable to sunny ones.

Is it now?

Miyuki, who had quickly co to the living room, closed her eyes as if savoring the rhythmic sound of raindrops.

Approaching her from behind as she remained still with a slight smile on her lips, I asked, Do you like rainy days?

Yeah... Ive grown to like them.

So, you hated them before?

I didnt really hate them... but I used to feel uncomfortable. But now...

Miyuki, her words trailing off, turned her body.

Her gaze, which had been fixed and intense before, now shifted towards with an expression of unease, a stark contrast to her earlier window contemplation.

It seed embarrassingly awkward for her to say that her feelings had changed because of .

Or maybe, it was more daunting for her to confess that our shared, intimate monts during the rain were the real reason behind her newfound fondness for rainy days.

Matsuda-kun.

Yes?

I want to take a bath.

So? Is that an invitation?

...

Just kidding. There are no towels in the open-air bath, so go to the bathroom.

Okay.

Miyuki opened the wardrobe and took out her underwear, stuffing it inside her t-shirt before heading to the bathroom.

Did she know that concealing it like that was more seductive than showing it blatantly?

***

As we listened to the steady sound of rain, we lay side by side, watching TV.

On this gradually chilling day, holding Miyukis warm body under the blanket felt heavenly.

Matsuda-kun... Im watching TV.

Go ahead.

You keep touching my belly, and I cant concentrate. Stop touching.

Its cold. Your body is warm.

Why dont you change the blanket to a thicker one then?

Its annoying.

Ill do it for you.

What was she saying? Was she crazy?

I put a lot of effort into my arms to prevent Miyuki from escaping.

Matsuda-kun... Are you really going to do this?

Um. But what did you tell Uncle and Aunt?

...I said Im staying over at a friends house.

Which friend?

Just... a classmate...

I understood why Miyuki was making excuses about staying out overnight.

Could any parent be happy about sending their daughter to a boys house?

That would be the case even if the parents know were dating, but Wataru and Midori are completely unaware of our relationship. If Miyuki were to stay overnight at my place, they might find it awkward, thinking sothing strange is going on with their daughter and consider taking her to the hospital.

But didnt she say she was staying at a friends house last ti?

Continually using the sa friend as an excuse might be a bit risky, like they say, If you keep telling the sa lie, youll get caught eventually... Well, shell handle it herself. Miyuki is much smarter than .

Matsuda-kun... Stop touching ...

Is it cold?

We have to go to the academy tomorrow...

What does that have to do with being cold and touching you?

... It really doesnt?

Not really.

I moved my hand from Miyukis belly to a higher position.

A shapely chest wrapped in underwear.

As I squeezed and released it, Miyuki let out a long sigh and said, Look at this... I knew this would happen...

Is that so?

Not replying, Miyuki just turned her head slightly.

I chuckled at her, who was hoping for a kiss from , and said, Should we stop and go to sleep then?

Why are you already falling asleep...

Didnt you just imply we have to get up early?

When did Matsuda-kun ever listen to ...

Are you serious?

Miyukis lips pressed together in silence.

I gave a light kiss to Miyukis lips, which had turned into those of a mute person. I continued to make smooching sounds as I kissed her from the back of her neck, along her shoulders, and down to her collarbone.

Uhh...

She started to emit soft, short moans. Even though we hadnt started any intimacy, she was already getting excited.

Clearly, her desires were still lingering from the massage I did for her yesterday. The fact that I had been caressing her lower abdon and its surroundings for quite so ti had probably also contributed to her current reaction.

I slipped my free hand beneath the waistband of Miyukis pants, feeling the heavy weight of her thigh pressing against my wrist. Gently, I pushed my hand into her underwear, applying slight pressure around her sensitive area.

...

She exhaled a sharp breath as her hips t my groin, perfectly aligned. Leaning over her shoulder, I asked teasingly and sensually at the sa ti, Should I continue? Or should I stop?

...

Should I stop?

As if issuing a notification, I tried to withdraw my hand, but suddenly...

She grabbed my wrist over her pants.

...More, more...

More what?

Do more... We didnt do much yesterday... You have to... take responsibility...

Responsibility for what?

M-Matsuda-kun... You made like this...!

She was uttering lines that might befit a heroine in a romance novel. It might sound clich, but hearing it firsthand made it more convincing than any other words.

Slowly, I moved my hand over Miyukis soft mound, and...

Ugh...!

Feeling her suppressed moan and sensing so relaxation in her body, I thought to myself, today we should try a new position.

***

Haah... Haah...

Miyuki quickly beca excited. Even though we had just started being intimate, her arousal was evident as her fluids flowed, soaking the area around her sensitive parts.

After confirming the consistency of her arousal on my fingers, I undressed Miyuki. Her t-shirt, pants, bra, and panties all ca off. She had remained modest until I removed all of her clothes and revealed her pristine white body before my eyes.

But as soon as I made Miyuki lie down and straddled her, she exhibited an intense response.

Oh...! Wh...!

Miyukis urgent words stuttered as she lowered her hand to her own hip. I quickly brought a blanket and covered Miyukis waist. It seed that her embarrassnt lessened slightly because her head turned to the side.

Matsuda-kun...! What are you doing...! Show your face...! I cant see well... I want to see your face... quickly...!

Okay, okay.

I answered softly as I leaned in next to Miyuki, and she spoke in a voice that was almost trembling.

I hate this... its embarrassing...

Ive covered everything.

No... I dont want this... I told you... ugh!

Miyuki squird and her body shivered, perhaps feeling my erection pressing between her buttocks. With her mouth shut tight, I used the gentlest tone I could muster.

Ill do it while keeping it covered, okay?

No... hmm...

Miyuki buried her face in the pillow as if she was about to go crazy, but I felt an overwhelming desire to penetrate her. However, I restrained myself. It must be quite embarrassing for Miyuki to be in this situation. I decided to be as considerate as possible.

I kissed and gently sucked on Miyukis skin near her shoulder blades, making soft, smooching sounds. At the sa ti, I used my fingertips to tickle the area around her ribs and blew warm air on the nape of her neck.

Uh...! Ugh...

She continued to emit intermittent moans with her face still buried in the pillow. I didnt say anything and continued to caress her, allowing her to make her own decisions and potentially get aroused again.

How much ti had passed?

Miyuki, amid her moans, suddenly said the following words.

Are you really going to do it while keeping everything covered...?

I gently nibbled on the area where her neck t her shoulders and answered.

Ill cover everything.

My butt is ugly, so I dont want to show it...

Its pretty.

No... its ugly...

Its pretty.

I said its ugly...!

I do really an its pretty, okay?

Hmm...!

Miyuki made a cute nasal sound and crossed her legs, indicating her consent. Realizing that her gesture ant acceptance, I carefully lifted her waist, making sure the blanket that was on her back didnt fall off.

Oh...! Matsu...

I just lifted you slightly. Ill lift you a bit more from here. Is that okay?

... You covered well?

I covered you well. Nothings visible.

...

Had she found solace in my gentle voice since a while ago?

Miyuki lifted her hips, holding her knees up, as if preparing herself. I praised her in that position and gently patted her back while positioning my tip at her slightly spread legs, ready to insert.

Wait, just a mont...! Matsuda-kun...!

Yes?

Tell you love ... Say that you love .

Perhaps, in this position where my face was not visible, she wanted to hear confirmation of love through words.

I love you, Miyuki.

...Okay... you can do it now.

Miyukis tone beca more relaxed. The embarrassnt seed to have faded, and she appeared to be in good spirits.

I couldnt understand why she was so cute today. If she continued to react like this, maybe I could try new positions every day.

Before inserting, I gave Miyuki one last kiss on her shoulder.

Ill go slowly. If it hurts, just tell .

Yes...

Having prepared herself ntally, I firmly held onto Miyukis hips and pushed the lower part of my body forward.

Squish...

My erect mber entered her wet and spread labia. It was just the tip, but the sensation was no joke. It felt tighter than usual due to her tension.

Uh...!

Miyuki let out a restrained cry, her hips moving downward. As I continued to penetrate, scraping against her hot inner walls, she moaned.

It hurts... It hurts!

When my mber was completely inside, Miyuki couldnt hide her painful expression and imdiately withdrew her lower body slightly. Then she placed her hands on her lower back.

Does it hurt? Lower your hips a bit and spread your legs more.

Uh...!

Miyuki obediently followed my instructions. Not only that, but she also brought her arms together below her chest, lifting her upper body slightly. It seed like she was instinctively finding a more comfortable position.

Is it better now?

.... Yes... its better... But, please dont put it all in... Go slowly.

Okay.

With her shoulders raised, her wingbones protruded, and just below them were her indented lumbar muscles. I admired the glistening, sweaty area as I started the back-and-forth motion.

Squelch...! Squelch...!

Ha... hah...

At first, Miyuki only produced rough breaths, but gradually, her voice changed into more animalistic moans.

Squelch...! Squelch...!

.... Ahh...! Hah...!

As ti passed, the moans that had synced with the thrusting gradually turned into delayed gasps.

Heheuk... heeeuk...

Not long after, only heavy panting could be heard, a clear sign that she was experiencing a proper orgasm.

Her legs were spreading even wider, and my hips were gradually lowering. The trembling of her arms that had been supporting her body suggested as if they were enduring an earthquake.

And finally, unable to withstand the increasingly intense movents, the blanket slipped off to the side.