Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 9 Chapter 1

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Curry. After that, Panties.

A bus full of students headed towards an inn nestled among the mountains. Keiki and Shouma were sitting far in the left corner of the bus, chatting idly just like all the casually-dressed classmates around them.

“We’re starting to drive by fewer and fewer buildings, huh?”

“We might be getting close to our destination, then.”

Around an hour had passed since the bus had departed from their school. Far from the familiarity of city sights, they were now surrounded by a green, fresh-looking rural area. They might have even entered the mountains already. Rows of trees were quickly flashing past their windows. Sometimes they passed small fields where farmers could be seen at work, raising their heads to gaze at the bus. Just as Shouma had said, they must be getting pretty close to their destination.

“In a remote place for two nights and three days, far away from other civilization. It’s not a bad time for it at all,” Keiki muttered to himself.

“For what?” Shouma asked

“Since I might not get a chance like this anytime soon, I was planning on making some progress with my ‘De-perversion’ plan.”

“Ahh, so you’re still trying to do that, huh?”

Shouma could hardly be blamed for forgetting about it. Keiki’s goal was to finally find a girlfriend like he had always wanted and to spend a joyful and fulfilling youth with her. In order to do this, he had to turn these perverted girls, who would probably try to break him and his girlfriend up, into proper human beings. Those were the subjects of this ‘De-perversion’ project. Unfortunately, the project so far had made absolutely zero progress whatsoever. Ever since Keiki proudly declared the initiation of this plan, not a single girl had been cured.

“You know, I dreamed about Fujimoto-san last night.”

“What about her?”

“A lot happened. She was trying to force me to wear her panties on my head.”

“That’s quite an abnormal development.”

“I almost turned into a Pervert Mask. The thing is, stuff like that might actually happen in real life.”

“Eh, seriously?”

Common sense doesn’t work very well against these kinds of perverts. Keiki was all too aware of that fact. His Kouhai had stuffed her freshly-worn panties into his mouth, almost asphyxiating him in the process. It wouldn’t be weird if there was a girl who would force him to wear her panties on his head. It might sound like a bad joke, but for Keiki, it could very well turn into harsh reality.

“At first, I just thought I had to do something about everyone from the calligraphy club, but Fujimoto-san is part of the problem now, too. Even now, she’s still trying to take my underwear…”

Crossdressing Rintarou and yuri-loving Airi aside, the olfactophile Ayano might very well get in the way of Keiki’s future love life.

“I have my hands full with the calligraphy club, and now I have to deal with members of the student council as well…”

“It sounds like you have it pretty tough.”

Just recently, Keiki had, much to his chagrin, found out that the student council president Takasaki Shiho had an NTR fetish. He had promised not to talk to Shouma or anyone else about it, but he was worried about what she might be planning in the near future. All told, the perverted girls had brought mountains full of problems with them.

“If I give up, it’ll be all over,” Keiki said, voicing his conviction.

“So do you have any sort of plan for your operation?”

“Nope, none at all.”

“Eh, really?”

“Yeah. I’m stuck at square one again. They’re all well-trained perverts. I can’t find any way to sneak behind their defenses and defeat them.”

“You sound like you’re a soldier on a mission.”

“Pretty much. Anyway, do you have any ideas?”

“Definitely not off the top of my head.”

“Yeah, I figured as much.”

After trying out all sorts of things, nothing had caused any lasting effect. He wouldn’t have had this much trouble if straightforward solutions worked. Fixing these perverts would most likely require some very clever, unorthodox methods. While thinking about that, Keiki remembered something.

“That reminds me, Shouma. What’s up with Yuuhi-san?”

“Did something happen with Yuki-nee?”

“Well, it’s not that big of a deal. I was just wondering if she’s doing fine.”

“Eh? Well, I guess…? She’s acting the same as always, getting on my nerves all the time. Asa-nee and her are still harassing me the same as ever, so I guess she’s in good spirits. What about her?”

“Nothing. Nevermind, then.” Keiki felt relieved upon hearing that.

Thank God. It seems like Yuuhi-san is doing okay.

She had been dumped around the same time as the culture festival, and had found someone else she had been interested in. Keiki played cupid and gave her advice. During that time, he found out that Yuuhi, who had always been bragging about her experience, was actually a virgin. In the end, the boy she liked seemed to already be pursuing another girl in his eyes, so Yuuhi ended up with a broken heart yet again. On his last phone call with him, she told him, “Sorry that it didn’t work out after all you did,” so Keiki naturally was worried about her.

It seems like Yuuhi-san has terrible taste in men.

As far as he could tell from when he was giving her advice, Yuuhi was a cute girl. It seemed that the boy she was interested in was in the same year as Keiki. What a sleazebag.

“By the way, Shouma, having two beautiful older sisters like them giving you so much attention is actually a reward, you know?”

“I’d much rather have little sisters in grade school. They’d be much more welcome.”

“Your honor, this lolicon is done for…”

Said lolicon, Akiyama Shouma, took a smartphone out of his pocket. A picture of his lovely girlfriend was on the screen. It was the swimsuit picture that Koharu had taken in Mizuha’s room during their last fight. Shouma let out a long sigh while fondly gazing at the picture of his girlfriend.

“I’m looking forward to the school trip, but not being able to see Koharu-chan for three days is a bit tough…”

“The school trip hasn’t even officially started yet, though.”

Seeing Shouma acting like this already was worrisome. He was the type of weirdo who might really end up sick with “Koharu-tan deficiency.”

“But I’m glad to see that the two of you are doing as well as ever.”

“Ahaha. It all happened because I had trouble deciding between her and a grade school student, though.”

“You’d better reflect on that.”

“Koharu-chan is so cute… I want to go hug her right now…”

“Please keep those fantasies to yourself. Seriously, that’s kind of disgusting.”

Keiki pulled away as Shouma started to become overly excited from staring at the loli swimsuit picture. If Shouma weren’t his friend, Keiki might have called the police right then and there.

“…Wait. Disgusting?”

For some reason, Keiki found himself repeating his own words. At the same time, an idea came to mind.

“I see. I could have just done that all along…”

“Hmm? What are you talking about?”

“I think I’ve come up with a way to cure all these perverts.”

“Oh? Let me hear it.” Shouma seemed interested, and he even looked up from his phone screen.

“Basically, I just have to become the pervert myself.”

“………”

Instantly, Shouma’s excited expression vanished and was replaced by a blank stare. Shortly afterwards, however, his gaze turned into one of pity.

“Keiki… You can’t just force a girl to become your pet or start stepping on her…”

“Don’t. You’ve seriously got the wrong idea. Stop looking at me like that.”

It seriously hurt to have a lolicon staring at him with a gaze of contempt. Keiki quickly started explaining so as to not let this misunderstanding grow any worse.

“I’m just going to act like I’ve turned into a pervert. Then I’ll just assume everyone’s respective fetishes and become a pervert just like they are.”

“What do you mean?”

“For example, what would you do if I was attracted to body odor and was always trying to take panties off of girls?”

“I would completely forsake you and distance myself from you as much as I… Ahh, that’s what you mean!”

“It seems like you’ve got the idea.”

Indeed, it wasn’t a difficult thing to grasp. All that Keiki had been going through all this time had just been because he was on the receiving end of a bunch of perverts.

“If I suddenly start acting like each girl does all the time, they’d be disgusted as well, right? At the very least, they’d be repulsed. When that happens, they should start reflecting on what they’ve been doing all this time and hopefully find the motivation to better themselves. Basically, I’ll become a bad example that they can learn from.”

When Yuika-chan was trying to tie me up a while ago, I turned the tables on her and had her reflect on her actions for a bit. It seemed to work well. That means that this operation might work for the other perverts as well.

Though they might be used to being perverts, being the victim of a pervert could be a devastating experience. They would have to go through everything that Keiki had to. They would be sexually harassed, have their hopes crushed, realize their wrongdoings, and turn into normal girls. It was the perfect plan.

“An eye for an eye, a pervert for a pervert. I’ll call it the ‘Negative Example Operation’!”

“That name might need some rewording, but this idea might actually work.”

“Heh, heh, heh. Right?”

“But can you really start acting like a pervert that easily?”

“No problem there. I’ll just have to act like everybody around me has been.”

He had been the victim of these perverts countless times already. He definitely had all their attack patterns memorized perfectly. Reenacting them shouldn’t be any trouble at all.

“Heh, heh, heh. I’m really looking forward to this school trip now.”

“Your face makes you look like the villain, you know.”

Keiki flashed a truly un-protagonist-like smile. A few minutes later, the bus filled with students from class 2B safely arrived at its destination.

Just as the name of the school trip suggested, their destination was a large inn nestled deep in the mountains. The four-story building looked rather new, especially as it stood tucked away in the forest. This place was rather famous for its baths in the forest. The baths were sort of natural therapy for people who hiked through the woods or camped in the area. Now that November was nearing its end, however, the number of hotel guests had dropped rapidly, allowing the school to rent this place with no major problems.

After stepping off the bus and collecting their suitcases, Keiki and Shouma started carrying their belongings to their room.

“A clean Japanese-style room is the best thing ever.”

“Yeah, it is.”

The two of them were assigned to a Japanese room on the second floor. The room measured eight tatami mats, or around 13 meters square. They always slept on Western-style beds at home, but futons were a nice change of pace every once in a while.

“We’re pretty lucky, though. Being able to have one room for just the two of us is pretty great.”

Yeah. It’s way better than being packed in a tiny room with a ton of people.”

During their stay in this inn, Keiki and Shouma would be have this room all to themselves. Normally, four people would be assigned to a room, but because the number of boys in class B didn’t divide evenly, their room assignments had ended up like this. As an aside, the rooms on floor three and above were reserved for the girls, so no boys would not be allowed to go up there.

“Not to mention that the other boys think you’re some sort of harem king, so things could have ended pretty badly for you.”

“That rumour is completely false, though.”

Kiryuu Keiki was the only boy in the calligraphy club, which was otherwise packed to the brim with beautiful girls. What’s more, he was on good terms with all of them, so he was referred to by many people as the ‘Harem King’. In reality, it was less of a harem and more of a pervert-filled hell for him, but nobody aside from him knew about their weird fetishes, so he garnered gazes of harsh envy from the other boys around him.

“I’ve heard that there’s some tips and tricks for creating a harem of normal girls. I’d love to have someone teach them to me,” Keiki muttered.

“I’m interested in that as well. I’d love to create a loli harem,” Shouma agreed.

“I’ll tell Koharu-senpai you said that.”

“Ahaha, I was just joking.”

“It really doesn’t sound like a joke since it’s coming from you, Shouma.”

Considering that Shouma had once eyed a grade school girl while his girlfriend was with him, Keiki wasn’t fully convinced.

“Well, we’ve taken care of our belongings, so we have to make our way out there again.”

“Oh right, we’ll be making curry for lunch.”

According to the school trip schedule, they were supposed to take care of their belongings, rest up for a bit, and then make curry with their classmates.

“Who thought that it was a good idea to cook outside in the cold? Seriously.”

“Well, making curry is just something you gotta do during school trip, I guess.”

Keiki sat down on a floor cushion as he flipped through the guidebook. Just then, he heard a knock on the door.

“Oh, who might that be?”

“Shouma, could you get it?”

“Sure,” Flashing a wry smile at Keiki’s laziness, Shouma went to check the door.

Shouma opened the door that led to the hallway, talked with someone for a moment, and returned.

“It’s for you, Keiki.”

“For me?”

Lifting his head from the guidebook, the person Keiki saw was none other than—

“Fujimoto-san?”

“S-Sorry for intruding…”

It was Fujimoto Ayano. She was wearing denim shorts and black tights with a hoodie over her head. The girl seemed a bit nervous as she gave a quick bow.

“What is it?”

“Ah, well…”

When Keiki asked her that, she awkwardly glanced over at Shouma.

“Alright, I’m gonna go head out to the cooking spot a bit early.”

“Yeah, I’ll meet you there.”

Quickly grasping the atmosphere and Ayano’s intentions, Shouma swiftly stepped out of the room. After seeing him off, Keiki spoke to the girl.

“I guess have a seat for now?”

“…Yeah.” Nodding along, Ayano sat down on a floor cushion in front of Keiki.

After she was seated, Keiki opened his mouth. “So what brings you here?”

“Actually, I have something to talk about with Kiryuu-kun…”

“What is it?”

“It’s very important.”

“Oh, I see…” Keiki’s intuition was already telling him what would happen next.

In all likelihood, this is where she’s going to try to take my underwear again!

His sixth sense had already deduced this. The important subject she wanted to talk about would undoubtedly be his underwear again. Though she probably wouldn’t use a sleeping pill to try and take it by force again, her intentions were as clear as day. After all, she was a smell fetishist who would get aroused whenever she smelled a boy’s body odor. She had obviously come up with a sure-fire plan to finally capture Keiki’s underwear that she had been trying to get for quite some time now.

But this situation might actually be a chance for me, too!

Keiki and Ayano were in different classes. Since she was in class A, there wouldn’t normally be very many chances for them to spend time together. He had been trying to think about how best to approach her in order to start his operation, but having the enemy come see him was an appreciated move.

Alright! I’ll have to start sniffing her before she gets a chance to make a move on me! I’ll let you experience firsthand how embarrassing it is to have someone of the opposite sex try to smell you!

The first one to strike would be the winner. Before Ayano could ask for his underwear, he made the first move.

“Fujimoto-san!”

Eh? …W-What?”

“Before we talk about that, I have a big favor to ask of you.”

“What kind of favor?”

“Could you… give me your panties, Fujimoto-san?”

“…Fueh?”

For a second, Ayano wore an expression that he had never seen on her before. Her eyes went wide when she heard the perverted words leaving Keiki’s mouth. She was unable to grasp the meaning of his words for a second, but then her face turned as bright red as a tomato.

“Ehhhh?! My p-panties?! Why?!” The vice president showed quite a reaction as she loudly screamed. She started panicking.

Of course, that would be a perfectly normal reaction for a girl who was asked to hand over her panties. However, Keiki wasn’t done yet. He decided to press this perfect opportunity, and he quickly closed the distance between them.

“I want to smell the scent of your panties, Fujimoto-san!”

“?!”

When he said this phrase, which was the worst kind of thing you could say to a girl, Ayano swallowed her words. It was the exact reaction Keiki had been hoping for, in this ‘Negative Example Operation.’ These perverted girls were used to sexually harassing someone, but not being harassed in return. Just by reversing the roles of boy and girl, the line ‘please give me your underwear’ turned into nothing short of a crime, but Keiki had to ignore that for now. If someone saw them like this, he would definitely be reported to the police. This thought among others were racing around inside his head, and his heart was beating tremendously fast.

“Is that a no…?”

“E-Even if you… suddenly ask me that so earnestly…”

“You ask me the exact same thing pretty often, though.”

“That’s true, but…”

“Then what if we do an exchange?”

“Eh?!”

“Didn’t you offer to do that before? You said you wouldn’t mind trading my underwear for your panties.”

“I-I did say that, but…”

“But what?”

“Having someone sniff my underwear is… well… embarrassing…”

“………”

That’s my line, Keiki thought to himself. Being hugged suddenly out of nowhere, having someone bury her face into you chest, and having your scent sniffed all the time was totally embarrassing.

“So basically, you can’t comply with my request?”

Nod, nod.

“It can’t be helped, then. I’ll give up on your panties.”

“…Phew.”

“However, I’ll go ahead and sniff you directly.”

“……Eh?”

Keiki was in full-fledged olfactophile mode now. A true pervert wouldn’t simply stop after being denied a pair of panties. After demanding Ayano’s fresh scent, Keiki stood up from his seat, moved towards her, and used her bewilderment to catch her between his arms.

“K-Kiryuu-kun?!”

Sniff, sniff, sniff.

“~~~?!”

As he started running his nose down her neck to get a good whiff of her, Ayano let out an inaudible scream. Even though she desperately tried to free herself from him, she couldn’t win against the boy’s raw strength, and was only able to cower as this sniffing was done to her.

“You smell crazy good, Fujimoto-san.”

“D-Don’t say… hya?!”

Every time his nose touched her skin, her body twisted at the ticklish feeling. While sadistic desires started to well up inside his body, a bit of anxiety nagged at the back of his mind.

I won’t get arrested for this, right…?

A harsh feeling of guilt and discomfort plagued him, but this was something the girl normally did to him. It didn’t just end with her hugging him once or twice while she sniffed him. On top of that, now that he had come this far, stopping here was not an option. Thus, he decided to continue enjoying the scent of this beauty in front of him.

“Fuhahahahaha! Now this is charging my energy up quite a bit!!!”

“K-Kiryuu-ku…Sto…p…”

Keiki got even more engrossed in his acting. At the same time, Ayano could barely force any words out of her mouth. As sweat started to slowly built up on her neck, her erotic appeal grew even more, giving Keiki a feeling as if they were doing it.

Fujimoto-san’s bright red face is really cute…

Not being able to get enough of her embarrassed expression, his heart started beating even faster, even though he wasn’t normally sadistic. Indeed, he was completely aware that he was doing something horribly bad. He started feeling worse and worse, and felt immense pity for Ayano, but he couldn’t stop. He had to keep going until she gave up on his underwear. In order for that to happen—

“In order to repay you for all the trouble I’ve gone through, I’ll take my time and thoroughly sniff you now!”

“Ahh, nooo?!”

In order to make completely sure that it would be a success on the first try, he stuck persistently to her neck, taking deep sniffs. He had completely resigned himself to the fact that his actions right now were irreversible.

Fuhahahahaha! Now realize that this is what you’ve been doing to me all this time! Regret all of this as you suffer just as I have!

Thinking that he was close to his first victory, Keiki’s felt himself getting more and more excited. However, just when he decided to go in for the killing blow—

“…What…are you doing?”

“Eh?”

A girl’s voice rang out, and it wasn’t Ayano’s. When he slowly and reluctantly turned around, he spotted a reddish-brown sidetail. A girl was standing there, wearing long jeans and white knitted garments. Nanjou Mao’s gaze was as cold as ever.

“Ummmm… What brings you here, Nanjou?”

“I wanted to check if you and Akiyama were actually flirting, so I came to watch, of course.”

“You sure have some crazy fantasies! Who would do that with a boy?!”

“You’re right. You seem to prefer the vice president over Akiyama, anyway.”

“Uoooooooooooooooawawahaha?!”

When Mao said that, Keiki jumped away from Ayano. Having been freed from the fiendish hands of this pervert, Ayano sunk down to the floor, her face still as red as could be. Watching the victim’s reaction, Mao once again fixed her ice-cold glare on Keiki.

“Sniffing girls like that. I see. So that’s your thing, Kiryuu…”

“You’re wrong!!”

“And what exactly am I wrong about? I would really love to hear you try to talk yourself out of this one.”

“I know that there’s plenty of proof against me, but hear me out first!”

No matter how he spun it, it was true that he had been sniffing a girl. Clearing up this misunderstanding might actually be impossible this time.

“…If you’re into this sort of thing, you can always just tell me, and…”

“What? Did you say something?”

“Forget it! I don’t care about you anymore, Kiryuu!” Her voice getting more and more agitated with every syllable, Mao turned her back to him.

Keiki tried to stop her, and he reached out with one hand.

“Wait… Wait a second, Nanjou!”

“Don’t get any closer, you pervert!”

“Pervert?!”

Spitting those words out, his classmate stormed out of the room. Her last words were like a knife stabbing directly into his chest, and he sank down to the floor, just like Ayano had done.

“She… called me a pervert. Nanjou… called me a pervert…”

Ignoring a girl’s pleas and forcing yourself on her to get a whiff of her scent would only ever be done by a total pervert. He had determined that he wanted to become like a pervert, but being told this outright caused far more mental damage than he had anticipated. He hadn’t imagined that being treated like a pervert by a girl would hurt this much. At the same time, having barely recovered, Ayano stood up shakily.

“I-I’m going on ahead as well…”

“Ah, Fujimoto-san!”

A bit of red still lingered in her expression, but she quickly fixed her jumbled clothes and dashed out of the room. Left alone in the room, Keiki could only blankly stare at the door and softly mutter to himself.

“…How did things end up like this?”

In the end, he had absolutely no excuses for his actions. From Ayano’s point of view, she had been suddenly assaulted by a boy behind closed doors, and in Mao’s eyes, he had completely turned into a perverted bastard who would get aroused by sniffing a girl’s scent. As a result, he had earned a full portion of Mao’s anger, and Ayano even ran away from him. All the trust he had worked so hard to build up between them had crumbled away because of one mistake.

“…I guess I’ll go make some curry, then.”

Thus, he had to prioritize clearing up the misunderstanding between them as quickly as possible. He knew that all too well, but being labeled a pervert was too much for him to handle, so he escaped reality and fled towards curry, hoping that their anger would be subdued at least a bit by then.

At a camping site a little ways away from the inn, at the cooking location. All the second-year students from all the different classes, had grouped into their separate classes, and were in the middle of making curry.

“Everyone sure is enjoying themselves. Even though it’s pretty cold.”

“I guess.”

Keiki and Shouma were in front of the fire, tending it, while taking sideways glances at their classmates, who were energetically cutting ingredients and washing rice. Since they were quite a ways away from the city, deep in the mountains, the air was dramatically colder. Their other classmates were all wearing warm clothing, and the girls with skirts were wearing tights. There wasn’t anyone tough enough to want to walk around bare-footed. Of course, Shouma and Keiki weren’t any different.

“Yo! Boys from the 6th group, good work out there.”

The voice calling out to them from the side belonged to a long-haired girl.

“Ahh, Onizuka-san. Sup.”

The full name of said girl was Onizuka Megumi. She was a classmate from 2B, and she was assigned to the same group as them for this event. She was wearing a knit cardigan and a skirt, and was a bit shorter than your average 2nd grade student. The aforementioned 6th group consisted of Keiki, Shouma, Mao, and Megumi. Megumi flashed them a warm, friendly smile as she spoke up.

“Since everything over there is coming along nicely, I came to see how you boys were doing.”

“I see. All we’re doing is standing around in front of the cooking fire, though.”

“To be honest, I feel pretty bad leaving all the cooking to the girls,” Shouma commented with a wry smile.

“Ahaha. Well, I honestly can’t win against Nanjou-chan’s cooking abilities. She’s really amazing. Instead of having me helping her out, I feel like she’ll be faster doing it all on her own.”

“That I can agree on.”

“It might not look like it, but Nanjou is quite family-oriented.”

Nanjou had grown up in a single-mother family, and she herself had told Keiki how she had learned to do everything herself. Even the omurice she had made for the culture festival had been amazing. If they left the cooking to Mao, the 6th group’s curry would be guaranteed to be tasty. While Keiki was busy looking forward to it, Megumi stood next to him, staring deeply at his expression.

“Hey hey, Kiryuu-shi1?

“Hm?”

“There’s one thing that’s been on my mind… Did something happen between you and Nanjou-chan?”

“Ahhh…”

“I was wondering about that, as well. It seemed like she was avoiding you,” Shouma spoke from the sidelines.

Megumi nodded in agreement.

Apparently, the two of them had picked up on the weird atmosphere between Keiki and Mao as they worked on the curry.

“Well, some stuff happened…”

Keiki himself unable to openly admit what had happened (for good reasons), so he directed his gaze over to the cooking area. Standing there was Mao with a sour expression on her face, putting the potatoes into the pot. When their gazes met, she quickly averted her gaze with a Hmph expression on her face.

After watching all that from beginning to end, Megumi broke out in a grin.

“Is this… a lovers’ quarrel, by any chance?”

“No it’s not. Nanjou and I aren’t like that.”

“Is that so? I totally thought that you two seemed really close…” Megumi’s eyes blinked a few times, as if she really hadn’t expected that response.

If people being on fairly good terms immediately made them a couple, the world would be overrun by them. Keiki knew that Mao only saw him as a male friend.

“Anyway, nothing major happened, so don’t worry too much about it.”

“Hmmm? Well, if you say so. But it’d be best if you made up quickly, otherwise the rest of the school trip is going to be really awkward.”

“Yeah, I’ll do my best.”

Or so he said, but making up with Mao would definitely be no easy feat. Talking it out would be pretty hard, considering that she wasn’t even making eye contact with him. And the problem wasn’t just Mao.

Fujimoto-san totally ran away from me too, didn’t she?

When he tried to call out to her, hoping to make things right again, she just ran away even faster. That being said, after what she had gone through, that was an appropriate reaction. If he didn’t explain the situation fairly soon, he’d stay as nothing more than a pervert.

Around one hour later, the cooking was complete. The rice the boys were responsible for was cooked, and the curry that Mao had worked on alone was also done. Moving to a pavilion, the six groups with four people each sat at their tables. Next to Keiki was Shouma, and the two of them were facing Megumi, with Mao seated next to her.

“Wow, this seriously looks delicious!” Megumi’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the lineup of food in front of her.

“Mao-chan, you’re really good at cooking, huh?” Shouma complimented Mao.

“Not really. Curry is just pretty easy,” Chef Mao responded dismissively.

It wasn’t because she was in a bad mood, but rather that she acted like this towards anyone. Her friend Shouma aside, even their classmate Megumi knew that very well, so she didn’t particularly pay it any mind. However, there was one person who didn’t offer any words of praise for the meal.

“………”

With a meek expression on his face, Kiryuu Keiki gazed down at his food. The reason for that was the very curry right in front of him. Though his food had also been made by Chef Mao today, there was one big problem with it.

“Um… Nanjou-san? My curry is… well, pretty red?”

Indeed, there was one major difference between his curry and the curry belonging to the other group members. Frankly speaking, it was red. There was no other way to describe it but to call it red. Anyone watching from the sidelines would agree that this curry was seriously dangerous, and would avoid it at all costs. In response, Mao opened her mouth, her face as expressionless as before.

“I made it extra spicy just for Kiryuu.”

“Spicy, huh?” Gazing down at the curry again, he gulped out of fear as he considered the sheer amount of spice that must be in there.

“Woah, you’re right. Your rice is as red as hell, Kiryuu-shi,” Megumi commented.

“Are you sure that’s edible?”

Both Megumi and Shouma’s expressions turned dark as they took a closer look at the curry.

“I’m not very good with spicy stuff, though…” Keiki protested.

“Are you saying that you can’t eat my curry?” Mao asked.

“N-No… Thank you for the food…”

Eating everything served to them was something of a Kiryuu family motto. Spicy curry was no exception. Holding the spoon with a shaking hand, he scooped up some curry and rice and brought it to his mouth.

“Mmm… H-Hoooooooot?!”

It tasted exactly as hot as it looked. The food exploded with fiery heat the instant he put it into his mouth, causing him immediate pain. Honestly, this wasn’t something you could even categorize as food. Keiki’s hand with the spoon stopped after one scoop, and both Megumi and Shouma gently called out to him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything once you’re gone.”

“Though it was only for a short time, I really enjoyed our time together, Keiki.”

“Eh, am I going to die?”

What kind of joke was this? Was he going to die because of his last meal? But he knew that leaving anything on the plate would only fuel Mao’s anger even further.

“…Ugh. Whatever happens, happens!”

Whatever the taste might be, the curry wasn’t at fault. The other three were happily eating their own curry. Keiki gave them a sideways glance before he forced himself to continue eating his own.

“…Huh? Now that I’ve gotten used to it, it’s not that bad.”

Either his body had gotten used to the spiciness, or his sense of taste had been completely ruined. Whatever the case might be, he found himself unable to stop eating. At first, he thought his mouth would burn up in flames, but now the spice felt like a light prickle, and he could eat the rest of it without paying too much attention to it.

“Thanks for the food…”

While sweating from the heat, Keiki finished his last scoop and put down the spoon.

“It was quite a fight, but… ugh… it feels my mouth is on fire…”

“Are you okay? Do you want some water?”

“Thanks, Onizuka-san,” Keiki accepted the cup from Megumi and gulped it down all at once.

However, the spicy aftertaste didn’t disappear, and he could still feel it stinging his entire mouth.

“…That isn’t helping. It’s not getting better even after drinking some water.”

“Oh really? That sounds tough.”

Keiki was on his knees now. With no other choice, Keiki decided to go buy some juice.

“I’m going back to the inn to buy something to drink. I left my wallet in my room, so it might take me a little while.”

“Understood. We’ll take care of the rest for you.”

“Thanks a bunch.”

After thanking them, Keiki left. After watching him walk off, Shouma turned his gaze to Mao.

“Did something happen between you two? Why did you make Keiki’s curry spicy like that?”

“I don’t want to say.”

“So that means something did happen.”

“………”

Mao fell silent when she realized she had dug her own grave. Megumi spoke up as well.

“Was it a lover’s quarrel, after all?”

“No it’s not. Kiryuu and I aren’t like that at all.”

Megumi asked her the same question she had asked Keiki, and Mao gave the same response as Keiki did.

“…It’s really not like that.”

Muttering that to no one in particular, Mao finished her own curry and stood up.

“I’m gonna go check.”

Mao left behind these words and headed towards the inn herself, not waiting for a response. Not saying what she was going to check up on was very much like her.

“…Hey, Akiyama-shi.”

“What is it, Onizuka-san?”

“Is Nanjou-chan one of those ‘tsunderes’ by any chance?”

“Ah, did you not know?” Shouma let out a heartfelt laugh. “Mao-chan is a prime example of a tsundere.”

*

At the same time, far away in the Momosawa private high school, which was devoid of the entire second year student population.

“Hey, Witch-senpai?”

“What is it?”

“Didn’t you say you had something funny to tell Yuika?”

“How about I tell you something funny about your chest, Koga-san?”

“That’s not funny at all.”

In the calligraphy club room, the only club members present where Tokihara Sayuki and Koga Yuika, and they were completely lost as to how they should spend their boring lunch break.

“…Sigh, it sure is boring without Keiki-senpai around.”

“Oddly enough, I agree with you.”

“He must be enjoying his school trip.”

“He might be.”

“So why is Yuika forced to stay here with Witch-senpai of all people?”

“How would I know? If you hate it that much, you didn’t have to come here in the first place.” Sayuki furrowed her eyebrows at her Kouhai’s cheeky words, but she quickly thought of something and spoke again. “Well, I can’t imagine you have any friends, so it’s a small wonder why here would be the only place you can go during lunch break.”

“Isn’t that true of Witch-senpai, as well?”

“I can’t deny that. We both are spending a rather lonely school life, aren’t we?”

“Don’t lump Yuika in with the likes of you. She’s lonely without Keiki-senpai here, but Yuika at least has some special plans for later.”

“My, how arrogant.”

Yuika was always this cheeky with everyone. However, Sayuki held her pride as a Senpai, and she calmly responded.

“So would you be inclined to tell me what wonderful plans you have?”

“Hehe, don’t fall off your chair. Yuika actually has a sleepover planned with Airi tonight!”

“What… did you just say?!”

A sleepover. Sayuki couldn’t hold back her shock when such a normie word came out of her Kouhai’s mouth.

“You mean that kind of sleepover?! Where you take a bath with your friends, play before going to bed, and have love talk while you’re in your pyjamas?!”

“Exactly. We’ll be shopping today after school, and we’re even going to have some fancy pasta for dinner.”


“Fancy pasta?!”

“A really rich, creamy pasta.”

“That’s actually really fancy!”

Two girls with fancy pasta. Those words alone were enough to shake Sayuki, who had never made any friends, to her core.

“Since when were you two so close…?”

“Ah, are you jealous~? Yuika isn’t a loner like Witch-senpai, you know~”

“E-Even I have friends, okay?!”

“Ohh? Do tell.”

“L-Like… Ootori-san?”

“Why did that turn into a question at the end?”

“S-Shut up… Also, before getting along with Nagase-san like that, you didn’t have any friends either, right?”

That being said, Sayuki would be lying if she said she wasn’t jealous. Because of family reasons, Sayuki never went to things like sleepovers. It was a completely different world to her.

“That being said, Yuika will send you some pictures of it later, okay~?”

“What kind of boasting is that? Your terrible personality is getting worse and worse… Ah, you just came to the clubroom to brag, didn’t you?!”

“Heh, heh. If you’re that frustrated by it, then you just have to do it as well.”

“Hmph, just you wait…”

Sayuki could no longer ignore the ridicule of her sassy Kouhai.

“Fine then! I’ll have my own sleepover with Ootori-san!”

Right after that, Sayuki called Koharu on her phone, explained the situation, and the two of them promised to hold a sleepover of their own.

*

Just as Mao had said, she followed Keiki back into the inn, where he planned on buying something to drink.

“He’s not in the lobby…”

She didn’t spot her target near the vending machine on the first floor, nor was he at the inn store. He mentioned that he had left his wallet in his room, so he was probably going to pick that up. Thus, Mao decided to head up to the boys’ floor.

“Though he really pissed me off, I guess I was going too far with the spice…”

Even she herself was aware that she was acting fairly childish. She was very flustered when she caught him and the vice president Ayano being all flirty with each other, which caused her to make the boy’s rice extra spicy to try to vent her anger.

“Kiryuu seems to be pretty close with the vice president, huh?”

That much was explainable by his short-term employment as a student council assistant. At first, it just looked like Ayano was being overly clingy with him, but after his work there, Keiki himself seemed to actively seek her out from time to time, at least as far as Mao could tell.

Are they secretly going out? But Kiryuu isn’t the kind of guy who would be able to hide something like that…

Then what exactly was the situation that Mao had stumbled into? If they weren’t lovers, why would Keiki embrace Ayano like that?

“…Well, it’s probably just him getting wrapped up in something weird again.”

Keiki had the tendency to get wrapped up in all sorts of problematic situations. It was pretty obvious, considering that lots of perverted girls seemed to like him. With that in mind, the vice president might be hiding a secret of her own, as well. Mao would have to ask Keiki about that later. There was something else that piqued her interest more.

“…Is Keiki actually one of those people with a smell fetish?”

That was the most prominent question plaguing Mao’s mind. He had boldly declared that he liked big breasts, but most boys never tell girls about their tastes and preferences.

“I mean, this kind of fetish would still be totally acceptable…”

Mao figured she’d be fine even if the person she liked had a smell fetish. Naturally, smelling her underwear or smelling her right after gym class would be a bit too much, but sniffing her hair or body on occasion wasn’t something that’d freak her out.

Yeah, having the person I like do it might not be so bad…

Thinking that to herself, Mao felt jealous that the vice president had gotten her neck sniffed by Keiki.

“After becoming a couple, that level of skinship should totally be fine as well… A-Ah, it’s still a bit too early to be going out and all that, but…!”

Mao waved her hands and lost composure just from thinking about it. Luckily, all the other students were currently out, so nobody spotted her acting this much like a pure maiden.

“But… I do want to be like that with Keiki in the near future…”

Naturally, she didn’t want to do away with their enjoyable friendship right now. However, her wish to start an even more intimate relationship with him was even stronger. In order to achieve that, she resolved to make some progress during this school trip.

All right. I’ll apologize for the curry, and I’ll hear him out. He said something about it being a misunderstanding, so we just have to make up!

The school trip had barely started. She didn’t want it to start with their relationship getting worse right off the bat. She made up her mind and stopped in front of her destination.

“Hmm? The door is open…?”

When she reached out to knock, she realized that the door was a tiny bit ajar. Not to mention that she could hear some deep breathing coming from inside the room.

“………”

What’s going on in there? Thinking that something was off, Mao carefully opened the door as quietly as possible and entered the room. After slipping off her shoes and creeping forward just a bit, she arrived at the eight-tatami room. The scene Mao saw left her in shock.

“…K-Kiryuu?”

It was so surreal that she doubted her eyes at first. In Keiki’s hands was a pair of sky-blue panties. It wasn’t a boy’s pair of underwear by any means. It was a normal pair of panties that a girl would wear, and he was rubbing it against his nose. At the same time, he was taking deep sniffs from the panties.

The boy Mao liked was feverishly sniffing the panties of another girl.


1 Megumi uses a really respectful suffix for other boys

3 thoughts on “Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 9 Chapter 1

  1. Thanks for the chapter ^^

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  2. Thanks for the chapter 0w0
    WTF!?

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  3. The whole chapter so fast wtf

    Thanks so much^^

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