Chapter 404: You're the Pervert!
"Why hasn't anyone come downstairs yet?"
Ibuki Yuki, who was staying for dinner, asked Jinguuji Tamaki as she came down the stairs.
"Those two kids are getting intimate in there, I'm too embarrassed to even open the door."
"They're going that far?" Ibuki Yuki pushed up her glasses—her mature face couldn't hide her surprise.
It's not mating season for humans yet, right?
It's only 7 p.m.
"Seems like that girl was the one taking the initiative." Jinguuji Tamaki sat at the dining table.
"Well, that's none of my business anyway. Ah, is that rumor we heard last time true?"
"What rumor? About humans developing a time machine?"
"What else could it possibly be?"
Ibuki Yuki had heard it came from some research institute called SERN.
"…The main research facility was destroyed. I'm guessing it was the dark hand of Heaven behind it. As for the smaller facilities hidden all over the world, they haven't been located yet, but that matter was already settled a month ago." Jinguuji Tamaki answered.
"That's good. If a time machine really got developed, this world would turn upside down."
"No, it wouldn't. Large-scale time reconstruction is basically impossible. Time is a straight line—anything that has happened cannot be undone."
"What about young master?"
"I don't know. Maybe he can do it, without any of us noticing." Jinguuji Tamaki didn't want to talk about it—it wasn't interesting.
That being said, large-scale time reconstruction wasn't feasible, but small-scale might still be possible.
For example, a small island.
Using a time machine to trap it in a loop…
But even that possibility was very low.
…
Nakano Itsuki ended up not going home—she stayed at the wagashi shop.
The next morning.
"I'll take you home," Sakurai Saki said to the person burying herself under the blanket like an ostrich.
Itsuki's soft voice leaked out from the gap near the pillow:
"What do I do now? If my sisters find out I slept over at your place, what will they think of me?"
Yesterday they actually went all the way to a "Home run"!
And in the second half, she was even the one taking the initiative. Just thinking about it made Itsuki feel she no longer had the face to see anyone.
'What even was that?'
One night stand?
That wasn't right—those are between strangers who sleep together and then pretend nothing happened afterward.
But she and Sakurai were friends… how was she supposed to describe this?
"It's fine. I already texted Nino, said you ate too much yesterday—so full you couldn't walk, and that's why you didn't go home."
Hearing that, Itsuki immediately threw the blanket off. She didn't even care about the "breathtaking spring scenery" being exposed—her beautiful eyes glared at him:
"What kind of excuse is that? How could I possibly do something like—"
"Think about it again?"
"Um… okay, actually that is possible."
But still! Nino believed it just like that?
In her sister's mind, what kind of woman did she think Itsuki was? Some kind of eating champion?
"Itsuki-chan, my little cute, you don't want to go home?"
The restless hand of Sakurai Saki slid down to her beautifully full, shapely thighs.
That was his favorite place yesterday. The feeling in his hand was unbelievably good—putting his hand there felt like his whole palm was being enveloped by softness, and the elasticity was excellent.
"Don't call me that…" Nakano Itsuki's cheeks were dyed a cherry-blossom red, and she hurriedly pulled the blanket up to cover her body.
"You liked it so much yesterday, you kept saying 'harder, harder,' how come after just a few hours you don't want to hear it anymore?"
"Don't talk about last night! From now on… I definitely won't ever do that with you again, I advise you to give up early!"
"That attitude of saying no but not really rejecting—normally people call that tsundere."
"Who's tsundere!? You're the tsundere!"
Nakano Itsuki quickly pried his hand off.
Sakurai Saki was only teasing her; he didn't intend to make things difficult for her.
"Get out!" Itsuki pouted, pretending to be angry.
If she didn't act a bit tougher, she was about to get eaten clean again.
"Okay, okay."
...
Nakano Itsuki watched him leave the room, exhaling in relief.
Thinking back to last night, she realized something strange.
Sakurai Saki seemed to understand her body very well… too well. He even knew which positions would make her feel good.
'Who exactly did he practice that technique with?'
It wasn't hard for Itsuki to reach that conclusion.
Because for the Nakano quintuplets, aside from personality, almost everything else was the same—even their bodies weren't very different.
While she was changing clothes—
Itsuki's phone vibrated.
She picked it up and saw it was a message from Nino.
Nino: How does it feel?
Itsuki stared at the message full of question marks.
She slowly typed back:
It feels pretty good, Sakurai-kun's house is very comfortable, Japanese-style, and the blanket smells like sunlight.
Ding dong.
Nino: Not that, did anything happen between you two? He said you ate too much and couldn't walk home. That kind of excuse? I don't buy it!
Itsuki felt a little touched.
Nino actually didn't believe Sakurai Saki's weird excuse.
But before she could stay touched for more than a few seconds—
Another message came:
Nino: Tch, I even thought we could be Pole Sisters together. Didn't expect you to not get eaten…
"Pole Sisters…??"
Itsuki repeated the unfamiliar term, then switched to another app—
Wiki.
Search.
Open explanation.
Pole Sisters: Refers to the relationship between multiple women who maintain a relationship with the same man, also called "Harem Sisters."
Suggested for you — wiki: Cave Brothers.
"It means that!?"
Nakano Itsuki hurriedly exited the wiki page.
What the hell! The person Sakurai Saki hated most at the beginning—Nino—was actually the first among the five sisters to get "eaten"!?
Did Sakurai get mentally manipulated by Nino or something?
Otherwise this made no sense!
He was so skilled yesterday—turns out he practiced with Nino first!
...
After breakfast.
Sakurai Saki drove, preparing to take Itsuki home.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
In the passenger seat, Nakano Itsuki withdrew her gaze.
"You clearly already have a relationship with Nino, yet you still don't let me go."
"…She told you?"
"Something like that."
"Are you angry?"
"Angry about what? My relationship with you was only last night! From now on, you will never touch me again. Tell me, what is there for me to be angry about?"
The strong smell of vinegar.
(Note: "vinegar's smell" in Chinese slang means jealousy, if I'm not mistaken.)
"Last year I always saw you as a student, same with Nino. At least for a very long period, I didn't think about doing anything with you girls." Sakurai Saki's voice was very serious.
"You think I'll believe that? You must've already planned to gather all five of us into your arms and enjoy yourself every night, switching one girl each day to serve you."
"Sorry, you're wrong. I prefer all five of you at the same time."
Nakano Itsuki went silent for a few seconds: "…You really are a pervert!"
"Hearing footsteps outside the door yesterday and getting excited—you are a pervert too." Sakurai Saki said cheerfully. "Perfect match. Looks like it's fate."
Nakano Itsuki choked on her own breath at his damage-with-damage counterattack.
'YOU'RE the pervert!'
How could she possibly be the pervert?!
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