211 Hikigaya: We need to talk
"Now that we've rested enough, let's go ride the Ferris wheel," Haruno said with a forced smile on her face.
Hikigaya Hachiman glanced at her and noticed her complexion was pale, and her calves seemed to be trembling faintly.
She looked utterly terrified, unable to recover.
"It was just a haunted house... So Haruno-neesan is this scared after all." But as an older sister, she's already done more than enough. 'Nothing more could possibly happen between me and Yukinoshita Yukino' Hachiman thought to himself with a sigh.
"Forget it, it's getting late. Besides, Haruno-san, you don't look well at all." "I'm already tired today, I think I'm heading home, Onee-sama," Yukino added.
At that moment, the two reached a mutual understanding. Seeing that neither of them wanted to continue, and realizing she no longer had the strength to play matchmaker, Haruno didn't insist. "Alright then, let's go home."
She staggered to her feet and walked toward the exit. Turning her head back, she asked, "Hikigaya-kun, aren't you coming with us?" "Ah... I haven't finished my coffee yet. I'll grab a cab home later," Hachiman replied.
His true thoughts having been seen through, Hachiman reflexively lifted his cup and took another sip of coffee—then suddenly remembered that Honebami's saliva was in it, and quickly set the cup down again.
"Alright, next time then," Haruno said cryptically, casting a provocative glance at Yumeko before walking off into the sunset, supported by Yukino.
The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the sisters, making their bond look exceptionally strong and heartfelt.
Once the sisters were gone, Hachiman pulled out his phone, opened his chat with Haruno, and typed rapidly:
"Haruno-neesan, do you want me to come over and keep you company tonight?"
Come to think of it, since he returned to Chiba, he hadn't had any alone time with Haruno. It felt unfair to her. He had told her during their last parting that he would try to spend more time with her.
Hikigaya's guilt +1
Hikigaya Hachiman finally had time to deal with personal matters.
His expression grim, he stood up and walked toward the bar, looking directly at Yumeko.
"Speak. What's going on here?"
Standing beside Yumeko was Honebami Miroslava, a good half-head taller.
Both were stunningly beautiful in their own ways—one an icy, dominant "onee-san" type, the other a dainty maid in white stockings. If it were some other harem protagonist, he'd probably be lost in fantasies by now. But Hachiman had long since "crossed that line"—he was completely immune to such tricks.
He was here to interrogate them.
"Heehee, Hachiman, don't be mad~" Yumeko took off her mask and threw herself into Hachiman's arms, wrapping her soft body around his arm without restraint, hoping to pacify his anger that way.
"Honebami, can you give us a moment?" Hachiman said to Mirace.
"Heh…" Mirace scoffed, clicking her high-heeled boots against the floor as she gracefully walked toward the door, locking it behind her to keep others out of this confidential café.
Hachiman led Yumeko to the back room of the café.
They sat opposite each other, his face serious as he took her hand. Their gazes locked.
Today, Hachiman had decided it was time to have a frank, honest talk with Yumeko.
"Yumeko, we need to talk."
After a moment of hesitation, Hachiman decided to abandon his usual tact and go straight for the core.
"Yumeko, do you… have certain kinds of fetishes?"
Yumeko blinked her big, cute eyes and playfully licked her finger beside her pink lips. "I wonder what you're talking about, Hachiman?"
"When you see me with other girls, do you… get excited?"
"Yes," Yumeko admitted openly. Her serpentine eyes burned with madness, as if they could devour Hachiman whole. "Knowing I'm that kind of woman… would you abandon me, Hachiman?"
"No."
Hachiman shook his head without hesitation. "No matter what happens, I won't abandon you."
"It's just… what happened today was really dangerous. If you had been exposed, it would have hurt everyone."
Their fates had long been entangled, but Hachiman never had any intention of becoming some harem king.
Otherwise, having a girlfriend like Yumeko would have made him ecstatic.
Right now, all he felt was guilt toward the women who cared about him.
"I just want to say, this kind of thing…"
Before he could finish, Yumeko's pink lips sealed his own.
She pulled him in with force, her arms wrapped around the back of his head, letting him feel her unwavering resolve.
They parted after a long moment.
"If Hachiman doesn't mind, then let's enjoy it thoroughly~"
"But it's not fair to you, Yumeko. I can't treat you like that."
"I don't mind~" Yumeko licked her lips, gathering the thin string of saliva between them and sucking it back into her mouth, unwilling to waste even a drop. "If Hachiman truly accepts someone like me… then prove it to me~"
"Prove it? How?"
Hachiman's heart skipped a beat. Did she already find out about Haruno?
Though he had no plans of becoming a harem king, he also couldn't bring himself to discard Haruno.
That meant he had lied to Yumeko earlier. Even though she seemed indifferent to such matters, he had no intention of confessing it to her.
He wanted to create a world where no one got hurt. A world where everyone could live within a beautiful dream.
"Isn't Miss Honebami still here?" Yumeko said.
She slowly extended her pink tongue, pressing a slender finger against it and sliding it down to her chin, letting her drool drip provocatively.
She had said it before—she couldn't do anything that would emotionally hurt Hachiman behind his back. But now that he had initiated this honest conversation, Yumeko had no reason to hold back.
All the little games she wanted to play had to be done with Hachiman's full awareness.
She suddenly clenched her thighs, lifting her swan-like neck proudly, her jet-black hair swaying behind her.
After all, Honebami's suggestion had been so stimulating it nearly overwhelmed her.
If Hachiman truly accepts me, then playing those games with Mirace-neesan won't be a problem, right? Subarashii~~!
"Mirace?" Hachiman thought, heart sinking. The thing he feared the most was still happening.
He could accept Yumeko. But that didn't mean he could accept Mirace Honebami—that madwoman. In some ways, she was even more dangerous than Junko Enoshima.
If Yumeko or himself initiated something, Mirace certainly wouldn't refuse.
If he rejected Yumeko's request, he would surely hurt her.
Gritting his teeth, Hachiman prepared to self-destruct.
212 Extremely Good Humiliation ❤
A world where no one gets hurt has been achieved by sacrificing oneself!
"Yumeko, actually, the coffee earlier..." Hachiman's rare red face decided to speak out about the coffee: "It had something added to it by Honebami-san." The air seemed to freeze.
Of course, this was just Hachiman's one-sided imagination, and Yumeko's expression didn't change at all.
Her pink lips slightly opened: "I knew it~"
"Huh? You knew?"
"But with just this level, it's not enough~" Yumeko's eyes became more and more frenzied, her eyes turning upwards, as if she was about to squeeze her pupils into a thin line.
She raised her hand and pressed it against her own heart, as if to suppress the excitement deep within her.
"Un~ show me, Hachiman~ "
"Prove that you love me~"
Under the ceiling light, Honebami's shadow had already covered Hachiman, just like what she was about to do to him next.
She hugged her chest, her eyes with a teasing gaze, looking down at Hachiman from above: "Hachiman, what will you do now?"
Honebami was also completely excited, she didn't think that Yumeko would take the initiative to this extent, using such words to blackmail Hachiman into doing humiliating things to prove his love for her.
But this was also good, soon she would be able to taste the fruit of humiliation~!
I told you, didn't I? That I would make you feel this humiliation.
"Come on, serve me in front of Yumeko, Hachiman!" As she spoke, Miroslava slowly bent down and pulled down the zipper of her boots.
The sound of the zipper echoed in the silent coffee shop.
Even though he had previously tried something similar with Juraku and Kirari for the sake of winning a bet, he still couldn't accept this kind of play.
If it was Yumeko, he could accept it, since they were already like an old married couple.
But if it was Honebami...the nature of it was completely different!
Doing it with Juraku and the others could be explained as a small game for the bet, and doing it with Yumeko could be said to be a secret between lovers.
But doing it now...would be Honebami Miroslava's one-sided humiliation of him.
Hachiman's eyes wavered, his face pale, and although he knew it was a robber's logic, he still unconsciously fell into it.
He couldn't do it, which meant he couldn't fully accept Yumeko's strange hobby.
He shook his head, his tone somewhat dazed: "Sorry...Yumeko, I still can't do this."
"Is that so..." Yumeko withdrew her body, which had been leaning forward, and stood up straight, seemingly not surprised by Hachiman's choice.
Up until now, Hachiman had been a psychologically healthy person, and being forced to this point...
Yumeko looked at Hachiman's dazed expression, feeling a pang in her heart, and the frenzied look in her eyes had already dissipated.
She had been too selfish earlier, trying to make Hachiman do something that could drive him crazy.
Sorry, Hachiman, I won't be so selfish next time, this is the last time, please forgive me...
"It's okay, Hachiman, it's all my fault."
Yumeko said as she stood up and walked around Hachiman to stand in front of Honebami Miroslava.
Yumeko's eyes sparkled with excitement as she gazed at Honebami's feet.
Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees and grasped Honebami's ankle, pulling it towards her.
Honebami's eyes widened in surprise, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her voice.
"Ah, Yumeko, you're really going to do it, aren't you? You're going to lick my feet like a dog?"
Yumeko's face was inches from Honebami's foot, her tongue darting out to lick the boot. Honebami let out a gasp, her eyes fixed on Yumeko's subservient position.
"Hachiman, look at this! Your precious Yumeko is licking my feet! She's so obedient, isn't she?"
Hachiman's face turned bright red as he watched the scene unfold.
Miroslava continued to verbal humiliating both Yumeko and Hachiman.
As Yumeko continued to lick Honebami's foot, she also began to grope Miroslava until something unexpected happened.
Honebami's expression began to change.
Her initial excitement and arrogance gave way to a growing sense of embarrassment.
Her face turned pink, and she looked away, trying to hide her blush.
Yumeko, however, didn't stop.
She started to molest Honebami even more, her hands roaming up and down her legs, touching her thighs and hips.
Honebami's eyes widened, and she tried to push Yumeko away, but Yumeko was relentless.
"Y-Yumeko, stop it! This is enough!"
But Yumeko just giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
She continued to touch and tease Honebami, who was becoming more and more flustered by the second.
Honebami's verbal humiliation had stopped, replaced by gasps and squeaks of embarrassment. Her mask of confidence was cracking, revealing a shy and vulnerable girl beneath.
Hachiman watched, transfixed, as Yumeko pushed Honebami to her limits.
He realized that Honebami wasn't as tough as she seemed, and that she had a weakness for this kind of play.
As Yumeko continued to molest Honebami, the latter's face turned bright red.
Honebami, still reeling from the experience, stumbled backward, her eyes fixed on Yumeko with a mix of shock and embarrassment.
She had underestimated Yumeko, and now she was paying the price.
But considering that Yumeko was not her enemy, she held back at the crucial moment and didn't hurt Yumeko, and instead pushed her into Hachiman's arms.
She stood in place, trying her best to close the school cafeteria door.
This was too stimulating for a girl who had just turned 18, and it directly broke through Honebami Miroslava's defenses.
The cool and collected queen's mask was torn off, and all her verbal humiliation was rendered meaningless by Yumeko's surprise attack.
Her shy reaction was seen by Hachiman, making him realize that Honebami was just a high-attack, low-defense character...she wasn't as proud and cool as she seemed on the outside.
The kid is so cute, I just want to hug her, mom.
Not giving Hachiman a chance to react, Yumeko again wrapped her arms around Hachiman's head and pushed him down, making him accept her love in a humiliating way.