How To Ruin A Love Comedy 527

Chapter 527 – Passing Summer #2

-What is it?

I said, frowning at the harsh voice coming from the cell phone.

“Come out.”

-What?

“Come out.”

-What… Where are you now?

“In front of your house.”

An urgent sound was heard, and soon after, the window of Lenka’s room opened, and her head popped out, then disappeared in an instant.

I checked my car.

-No… Are you crazy? Why are you coming without even telling me…!

“Then shall we go again?”

-Well, it’s not that, but…”

“I’ll give you 10 minutes, so come out.”

-Damn…! Don’t speak informally…! Stop!

Lenka got angry and opened her front door after exactly 10 minutes.
He was wearing skimpy training clothes and a hat, so it looked like he hadn’t prepared at all… I wonder if he set 10 minutes with a stopwatch and came out at the end.

Clutter.

Lenka opens the passenger door and glares at me silently.

As she smiled, I mentioned the title of her article that I had seen yesterday on Annie Share.

“The work I saw today is a female-oriented cartoon, and the title is ‘I got into an arranged marriage with a Holy Knight’…”

And my ridicule towards Lenka was not over.

The title of her own review on her Annie Share came from me because Lenka lunged at me at great speed and stretched out her hands to cover her mouth and nose.

“Eup…!?”

The grip was so strong that it made her cheeks tingle, and her pores clogged for a moment.
It’s surprising that Lenka had this kind of power. Even if she hits the bamboo sword with this much force, it will be enough to crush her opponent’s head.

Tap, tap.

I tried patting Lenka’s back to calm her down, but she was still blocking half of my face with her red face.
In the end, I used my strength to pull her hand away, and after moving her mouth around to relieve the pain in the area where her hand was pressing, I looked at Lenka.

“What are you doing?”

Then she got angry and started struggling with her arm that was holding her.

“What are you doing!! “I told you not to read reviews!”

“You couldn’t breathe. “Did you really intend to kill me?”

“Uh! Die! Die!”

“Calm down.”

Lenka, who had raised her voice so loudly that the car was loud, took in and exhaled her breath to catch her breath.
But he got angry again at my next words.

“But is that fun?”

“What!”

“The Holy Knight, that one.”

“This…! “You’re so dead…”

“I’m not trying to make fun of you, but if you find it interesting, I’ll watch it too.”

“Damn…! “If you’ve read the reviews, you’ll know!”

“I only read the title of the article, so I don’t know the content of the review.”

“… Really?”

It’s funny how he screams again and again, but then becomes somewhat calm when he says he doesn’t know what’s going on.

“Yes.”

“Aren’t you lying?”

“If you had seen it, you would have made fun of it because of the content. Would you say you didn’t know?”

Did you think that made sense?

Lenka’s expression softened considerably.

“Well, even though they told me not to look, I didn’t bother to look for it…!”

“Then why not?”

“It won’t work…!”

“As a master, I have a duty to find out what my slave is doing.”

“What bullshit! You are not my master! “I am not even a slave!”

“You’re rebelling again.”

“Oh, no…! Because you keep saying things that make me angry…!”

Rustling.

As she began to rummage through the shopping bags in the backseat, Lenka, who seemed to have a premonition of what would come out of her, hurriedly moved her upper body to block the space between the driver’s seat and the passenger seat.

“What are you trying to do…! Don’t do that…!”

“What am I doing?”

“You’re trying to make me do something strange…!”

“It’s not.”

“No…?”

“Yes. “I bought you a gift.”

“It’s a naughty gift, right?”

The paranoia has risen.

Among Pomeranians, there is a species that does not listen to words very well.

The eyes are wider on both sides, and the corners of the mouth are usually lowered… A species that looks angry just by looking at it.

The current Lenca was exactly like that.

The suspicious disease seemed to not trust its owner at all.

She looks like a mix between a Chihuahua and a Pomeranian, which is both funny and sad.

“Because it’s not.”

“Why are you so annoyed…! I can’t help but be suspicious because you always lie like that and bring strange things with you…!”

“I’ve never been annoyed.”

“I just paid…!”

“Okay. I’m sorry if you felt that way. Now, this.”

The item that came out of the shopping bag was blueberry flavored jelly.

To be precise, it should be said to be a water jelly that can be squeezed and eaten.

When she saw something to eat rather than something for SM play, a look of doubt appeared in Lenka’s eyes, but then relief filled her.

“So what…? “Eat here?”

“Eat anytime.”

“Why did you buy this?”

“I just bought some gum and I saw it in her eyes, so I bought it for the manager. “I thought it would suit me.”

“They say all strange things go well together…”

“Would you like some candy?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay…”

Lenka snatched the jelly from her and nibbled at her cute wrapping paper.
I feel like something has improved, and I can’t believe he’s so happy with a trivial gift… Our slave is very kind.

“Thank you. “Even if it’s not good, I’ll just eat it somehow.”

At Lenka’s next words, I could barely suppress her laughter that was about to burst out.
If I just say thank you, my pride gets hurt for some reason, and I find it absurd to add unnecessary insults like that.

Expressing gratitude is also a true Lenka style.

“Is it so. “So, you agree to go with me when school starts?”

“What… I never said I would go, so what kind of consent is that? Was this a bribe to get you to agree to this?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Then that’s it. “I know that because I’m going to meet Chinami.”

“You’re going to meet Master and then take a car ride together? Okay.”

“No, when did I say I was going to take your car? Meeting Chinami…”

“It’s loud, and I’ll know that.”

“Ha… I knew it would be like this. “I don’t have a choice anyway.”

As she complained, Lenka opened the lid of her jelly with a rather aggressive gesture, placed her mouth on the straw on top of the wrapper, and sucked in her breath.
It’s cute because it looks like a baby biting a bottle.

Tap, tap.

“After you finish eating, go and rest.”

When I patted Lenka’s thigh with a happy expression, she turned to look at me, swallowed the jelly in her mouth, and asked.

“Can I just go…?”

What is the tone of voice that seems to ask for her permission?
I think it’s proof that you depend on me that much.

“Yes. “If it’s a shame, can we do it here?”

“W-what are you saying…! I’m going…!”

“Let’s go then.”

“I haven’t eaten everything yet, so what should I do?”

“Why don’t you just eat everything and go?”

“You just said it as if you were going to kick me out!”

“You’re delusional again, right? That’s a disease.”

“You made me like this…!”

Mmmm. This is a lame word.

I keep asking you to eat me, but should I really do it here?

I’d like to, but let’s hold on. Instead, I will have to meet Lenka in uniform in a deserted place on the first day of school.

“So are you stressed?”

“Why are you asking the obvious…! Ah…! “Don’t touch it!”

Lenka sucks on her jelly and slaps away her hand that is groping her body.
After spending time with her Lenka, I quietly parted ways with her and went around the houses of her other heroines to prepare for her fresh start of school.

**

“Matsuda-kun, wake up.”

One of the things I dislike about starting school is having to wake up early in the morning.

Most people probably hate the first day of school right after the vacation… When they feel irritated every time something happens.

But I don’t hate it this time.

Because Miyuki was next to me.

And since the other heroines were going to be by my side later, as soon as I woke up, I stood up with a refreshed face.

“W-what…?”

Then Miyuki looked a little embarrassed and shook my shoulder.

“What are you doing?”

In response to my question as she rolled her eyes, Miyuki sighed and answered, not knowing whether it was relief or bewilderment.

“No… I woke up like a zombie, so I was wondering if I was okay…”

“I woke up because you told me to, so why do you think like that?”

“You’re usually procrastinating.”

“That’s right. Have you washed everything?”

“Yes.”

When I looked out the window, it was a little dark.

There was no bright sunlight typical of mornings, and there was a gloomy twilight.

I tilted my head at him and asked.

“What time is it?”

“5:20.”

“Why are you waking me up so early?”

“Wouldn’t it be possible to get all three people on board if I wake up early?”

“I think it would have been okay to wake up at 6 o’clock. If you fall asleep in class, it’s your responsibility.”

“Don’t pass the blame on to me when you’re going to fall asleep anyway. And I’ll pinch you every time you doze off.”

“Yes.”

I stood up, ignoring Miyuki’s non-threatening threats.

After recharging her energy by hugging Miyuki from behind as she was about to go to dry her hair, she briefly smelled the fragrant plum scent coming from her still wet hair and then entered her bathroom.

Shoot!

As I washed my body with warm water, I somehow felt refreshed.

In the past, although I felt refreshed, I felt a little heavy in my chest, but now there is no such thing at all.

I think it’s because all the problems have been resolved.

When I came out after washing up, I saw Miyuki in her uniform and watching TV.
A white dress shirt and a long, light navy blue skirt that covers the knees.

It’s a plain design no matter when you look at it, but when Miyuki wears it, nothing matches it.

“Don’t you dry your hair?”

Miyuki’s question as she was staring at me blankly.

I said to her as she smiled.

“I’m not going to stop you.”

“Why?”

“I have short hair, so why bother drying it?”

“Still, I have to stop you. Sit down. “I’ll stop you.”

I said I wouldn’t stop it because I wanted this.

Miyuki seemed to sense my feelings as well, and a helpless smile appeared on her lips.
A relationship where we understand each other’s thoughts without saying anything… Very good.

“It’s good to see your friends, right?”

Miyuki shrugged her shoulders at my words as she sat on the dressing table with her panties on.

“They are also Matsuda-kun’s friends.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

So is it possible to have a threesome with a bread girl?

Even with the vice-captain?

After swallowing those words, I quietly accepted Miyuki’s hand touching her hair and closed my eyes against the hot air from the dryer.