Stealing Spree

When I left the Theater Club, I didn’t leave the Theater House right away. Ichihara Jun might be staking outside, see who would leave the Theater House stealthily. Or he could’ve stationed someone there.

Well, at that part, he’s not very smart. Nonetheless, based on his personality, he probably couldn’t care less about finding out right away. He’s more miffed that Marika had turned him away and seemingly protected somebody else. That’s why he left those threats before he left.

Putting that to the back of my mind, I continued with my earlier plan and visited Misaki.

I found her with her clubmates, rehearsing something. The same as before, the adorable forehead girl ran up to me as soon as I showed up, surprising the members of the Drama Club.

But that’s all. After bowing to them and excusing herself, the girl brought me with her back to their clubroom.

Inside, Misaki just acted true to herself. Doing what she wanted to do the most at the moment; snuggling and getting spoiled by me.

Yep. Even with the continued lessons by Itou, the girl just got more affectionate to me than before. Still, she never asked me to give her a kiss yet. She’s already satisfied fitting inside my embrace where she could feel really secure.

At one point, one of their club members returned to the clubroom, catching us in that delicate position in the middle of the room.

The girl stared for a few seconds before bowing and apologizing as she quickly escaped the room. Still with the touch of her innocence, Misaki had no idea why the girl reacted like that so… she got me to explain it in the simplest way possible, causing the innocent girl to blush and silently mutter how she loved if it was real, hinting once again to her wish to become more than a close friend to me.

Actually, even when I told her to think about it before deciding, her mind was already set. It’s just me who’s still trying to keep up with our supposed ‘friendship’.

I challenged myself. But it’s also me who couldn’t accept that defeat.

I imagined how much it would make the girl happy. Admittedly, I had this nagging thought to simply let it happen. But she’s too innocent and precious to show her what it really means to be a couple.

And with that, I still managed to hold back from taking advantage of the girl. Before sending her back to her clubmates, I asked if she decided when to buy the phone. She readily answered next week.

Apparently, Itou was also freeing up a schedule for that. She’d be coming with us.

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Upon returning to the Student Council, I spent the remaining time helping Shizu again as well as chatting with Watanabe and Masato-senpai.

As for the topic, anything that came to our mind.

Shizu simply watched though. But when it was around five minutes before the end of club hours, she sat down on my side and took her place inside my embrace, making the couple in front of us blush from how daring she was.

While Watanabe already had partly witnessed that the girl could do more than just be clingy, Masato-senpai, who helped campaign for Shizu last year, was thoroughly speechless. He’s still in disbelief that this year, Shizu would change a lot to the point of getting herself a guy and acting clingy with him without caring about what they will think.

That’s my fault, for sure. I changed the girl’s mind and got her fixated on me.

Anyway, that’s the end of the school day.

Following the same routine of sending my girls to their stops and stations, I soon settled down on the train. Unfortunately, Chii was pulled by her gyaru friends. Since it's the weekend tomorrow, they’re going to have a sleepover again.

They invited me to join them but I doubt that’s a serious invitation. Like last week, there would only be the three of them, sleeping inside the same room. While the idea of having Chii on my side was tempting, the other two gyarus would definitely try something mischievous.

“Onoda-senpai, I finally caught you!”

A station later, the middle school senior that I hadn’t seen in a while showed up in front of me as soon as the train doors opened. She was not wearing her training attire today and was in her school uniform.

With a bright smile on her lips as though she was dying to see me, the girl plopped down to my side and hugged my arm. Following that, as she pressed herself closer to me, the girl whispered, “… I won’t ask anymore where you got those voice clips of Asahi, senpai. But can I get more?”

Yep. She’s still the same Mabushisa Asahi fanatic.

Thinking about it, it’s been a while since I ran into her. And the last time we saw each other, the girl had an eye filled with suspicion. After a few days of not encountering the girl, she now turned into this. Instead of finding out how I got those clips I sent her, she decided to just get more from me.

Really… It makes me wonder if her mind was only filled with Yue.

“Another one, huh? But tell me, Sumire, is hugging my arm considered payment?”

“Exactly! Don’t you like it?” She sheepishly smiled as the girl leaned her head on my upper arm.

“Maybe if you grow up a bit more,” I replied after doing the gesture of scanning her from top to bottom. I even paused on her chest to act as though I was trying to feel her softness.

But my words struck Sumire’s overflowing confidence down. She pouted annoyedly then pinched and headbutted my upper arm.

“Rude senpai! Don’t you see? I’m already well-developed. If you see how many students come to watch me practice, you’ll find out how privileged you are by becoming my favorite senpai.”

Oh? Is she a popular fellow? They probably couldn’t imagine her as a freak when it comes to Asahi.

In any case, she got the looks and she’s certainly not lacking in that department. She’s still growing so if she remained fit, there’s no doubt that she’d be a head-turner.

Ignoring everything she said apart from the last part, I put a hand on my chin, to look the part of someone thinking too hard about how to answer,

“Wait a moment. When did I become your favorite? Isn’t it Chii?”

“Ugh! Senpai, if you’re going to use Chii-chan-senpai again to scare me. Don’t bother. I built immunity against her.”

“Wow. You’re amazing, Sumire.” I said without any energy and slowly clapped my hands.

Upon seeing that, the girl showed a dismayed expression before clicking her tongue, “That’s too monotone, senpai. Anyhow, before you pull us out of the initial topic, I’ll return us there… A voice clip, pretty please?”

And changing gears at the same time as she returned to our first topic, the girl acted cutely by blinking her eyes, letting her long eyelashes flutter.

That’s cute and rather wonderful of her, true. However, it lacked the impact to move me. My time with Marika and Misaki was more impactful.

“Nope. Try harder, Sumire.”

“What a cheapskate!”

“You only learned that now?”

“Obviously!”

The same as before, even though she tried something like hugging my arm to her advantage, talking to her was still as comfortable as before.

Although I do have a lot of Yue’s singing voice on my phone and I got tacit approval from the girl, I shouldn’t be leaking it to appease a fanatic’s thirst.