Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 9 Chapter 2

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Why are you here, Panties?!

Let’s turn the clock back a few minutes.

After he finished eating Mao’s special extra-spicy curry, Keiki’s mouth screamed for something sweet to drink, thus he returned to his room to grab his wallet.

“Uuu… The inside of my mouth is still stinging. I guess I’ll get some milk tea.”

All feeling in his tongue had disappeared, and he wanted to cool it down a bit with a good dose of sugar so the pain would stop. He went over to his backpack in the room and opened the zipper.

“…Hmm, where did I put my wallet again?”

He remembered putting it in the upper part, but couldn’t find it when he searched there. He definitely remembered putting it in there the evening prior.

“Ah, it was deeper in the back.”

As he dug through his change of clothes that he had brought for the second day, he spotted his trusted wallet. Now he would finally be able to purify the inside of his mouth from the lingering spiciness. Not wanting to waste any more time like this, he quickly reached deep in the backpack, taking out the wallet. When he did, a frilly object followed along with the wallet.

“…Hm? What’s this?”

An object with a strong sky-blue color greeted him, but he had no recollection of ever putting it in there. When he lifted it above his head and opened it up, he found out that it was a cute pair of girls’ underwear.

“Why are there panties here?!”

Does something like this ever actually happen in reality? Who finds a pair girl’s panties deep inside their belongings just like that? Well, this was reality no matter how Keiki turned and twisted it, so keeping it theoretical wouldn’t help much.

“Whose panties are they, even…? No, when did they put them in my backpack…?”

Keiki had no memory nor any idea as to how the panties had made their way into his backpack. A pair of underwear from the opposite sex just appearing like this never happens in reality, and it was certainly not an everyday occurrence. However, Keiki had experienced surreal things like this countless times. It had started with Cinderella’s panties, an underclassman had stuffed her panties into his mouth, he had been forced to put panties on his commando little sister, and many more.

He had no experience actually dating girls, but his level of contact with panties was definitely superior to anyone else his age. And while this Panties Prince was wondering what was going on…

“Well, you know. For now…” Sniff, sniff.

He sniffed them. He wanted to get a good whiff of the panties’ scent. It was one of the few skills he had obtained while trying to figure out the identity of Cinderella. At first, he had hesitated for quite a bit, but now it was as routine for him as brushing his teeth in the morning. In this place with no one around, he chose the worst possible method of thorough investigation.

“…Hmmm… All I’m smelling is a pleasant scent of soap…”

That meant that this wasn’t a new pair, but someone had used it before.

“Well, maybe just one more time to make sure.”

No matter the job, you should check over it very thoroughly to make completely sure. Back when he was helping out in the student council, every member double-checked every document they worked on. Hence, one more time—

“Sniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiff…”

Inspection complete. He hadn’t gotten any new information since the first time, but it was better safe than sorry.

“Of course, Nanjou already thinks I’m a pervert after that thing with Fujimoto-san, so if she sees me like this, it’ll all be over.”

“…Kiryuu?”

“Yes, who is—iiiiiiiiiiiiiit?!”

Hearing his name called, Keiki instinctively turned around, wondering who it was… and speak of the devil, it was Nanjou Mao.

“Nanjou?! Why are you here?!”

“I wanted to see how you were doing…” While speaking, Mao’s gaze dropped down to the panties in Keiki’s hands, “…but I really didn’t expect to find you in the middle of enjoying a girl’s panties like that.”

“You’re seriously mistaken, okay?!”

“In what way?! You were totally sniffing them, weren’t you?! So you were a smell fetishist all along, Kiryuu!”

“It’s a misunderstanding!”

“Also, why do you even have those panties? You didn’t steal them, did you?”

“I most certainly did not steal them!”

“Then whose are they?”

“That’s what I want to know!”

If he knew, he would have returned them immediately. Putting something as dangerous as this in his belongings was problematic to the highest order, and he wanted to direct this complaint immediately at the person in question.

“…Just to be sure… These aren’t yours, right, Nanjou?”

“As if they would be?!”

“Well, figures.”

“I can’t believe you! Kiryuu, you creep! Panty thief!”

“I didn’t steal them, though?!”

This was quite a perilous situation for Keiki.

Of all the times, she had to see me sniffing them…

If he didn’t clear up the understanding here, it would all be over. Being branded a pervert would hurt more than he could imagine, and he might even be written up for alleged theft.

Calm down… Calm down, Kiryuu Keiki!

The more he panicked, the more it would make him seem like the perpetrator. He had to quickly reset his thoughts and calmly start deducing what had happened. No, there wasn’t much to deduce. Only one of the perverts would do something like this. This backpack was in the inn room ever since they had arrived here, and the timeframe of when someone was able to put them inside was limited as well. Meaning there could only have been one individual capable of this.

That means… This must be Mizuha’s doing.

There was no mistaking it. It was Mizuha who had put them in his backpack this morning.

“…No, wait a second? If these are Mizuha’s panties…”

Then and there, Keiki had a terrible premonition.

“Don’t tell me… is she not wearing any panties right now?!”

Of course, there was a chance that she was wearing a different pair. However, though Kiryuu Mizuha might look like a cute, angelic girl from the outside, she was still a perverted exibitionist. Putting her own panties into her older brother’s belongings was a perverted act that would totally suit her.

It wouldn’t be weird for her to go completely panties-free. Though he was hoping that she was wearing a pair when she had gone outside the room, Keiki had learned that nothing was written in stone when you were dealing with perverts.

Not to mention that Mizuha is wearing a skirt today…

This morning when they walked to school together, she had been wearing a skirt with black kneesocks, and a sweater on top. Even if she was wearing a skirt, and even with the kneesocks, her defenses down there were basically nonexistent.

“Nanjou, sorry! There’s an emergency! I’ll explain myself later!”

“Eh?! Hold on, Kiryuu!”

As her older brother, Keiki couldn’t ignore the possibility of Mizuha spending the day outside without any panties. With hot emotions welling up inside of him, the desire to know, and if necessary, to make her wear panties, immediately caused him to move. He dashed out of the room.

“…Where are you running off to, and why are you still holding onto those panties?!”

Mao was left behind, still as confused as before.

A skirt. It was an essential item, a piece of clothing in modern Japan, an object to protect a girl’s most important place, although with rather low defensive power. With only the slightest influence, such as a gust of wind, everything shown beneath that thin piece of fabric would be revealed to everyone around. However, all that would be visible at that point would be underwear. Though panties alone weren’t exactly the safest choice, and they weren’t nearly enough to protect this most important place from being revealed to the public.

That being said, there was a girl who willingly took off this final lifeline, who took off her panties. A student at the Momosawa Private High School, belonging to class 2E, Kiryuu Mizuha.

The girl herself denied a girl’s—no, humanity’s—most important piece of clothing, as she was a pervert who enjoyed the thrill of going to school without wearing any panties. Naturally, she didn’t do this every single day. Rather, there was what she called a ‘No-panties day’ that would happen on occasion, where she would determine to spend the entire day in school without wearing any panties. Right now, the very first day of the school trip, might just be one of those days. After all, Keiki had found a girl’s pair of panties in his own belongings. Thanks to that, he had started to doubt. Is Mizuha wearing panties today? That doubt wouldn’t leave him.

In the event that she was indeed not wearing any panties, if her skirt didn’t do its job of protecting Mizuha’s crotch properly, it would be very dangerous. Hence Keiki hurried to investigate the current panty situation.

“Mizuha…!”

“Oh, Nii-san? Why are you in such a hurry?”

“I was looking for you.”

When Keiki finally found his little sister, she was still busy at the cooking area. She was currently washing the dishes, and there luckily weren’t any other students nearby.

“Come with me for a second.”

“Eh?”

He pulled her hand and brought her to a more isolated place. Luckily, they were surrounded by trees in this forest, so there were multiple possible places where they could escape from view. So that nobody would accidentally stumble upon them, he took her to an isolated place deep inside the forest.

“We should be fine this far away…”

“What is it, Nii-san?”

“Let me be blunt. You were the one who put this inside my backpack, right?”

“Ah, so you already figured it out.”

When Keiki showed Mizuha the panties, the culprit immediately confessed.

“Why would you do something like that?”

“To put it simply, I did it out of frustration.”

“Frustration?”

“I was getting excited and horny, thinking about how you were going to use my panties. Sniffing them, rubbing yourself with them, that kind of thing.”

“That’s even worse of a reason than I anticipated!”

He cursed himself mentally for actually sniffing them.

“Nii-san, you said that going to school without panties is prohibited from now on, and even though we’re living together, you would never come peek on me when I was taking a bath… I’ve been holding back a lot, you know?”

“What kind of older brother would peek in on his little sister bathing?”

“I would have been happy…”

An exibitionist surely would have been happy, but Keiki wasn’t that kind of a pervert, so her logic didn’t work on him in the slightest.

“…Well, let’s ignore that for now. It’s time for the main topic.”

“What topic is that?”

“Let me be straightforward. Mizuha, you are currently under suspicion of not wearing panties.”

“Under suspicion?”

“Yes. As your older brother, I have a duty to check on your current panty situation.”

“Do you want to know if I’m actually wearing panties or not, Nii-san?”

“Exactly. I won’t do anything bad, so just give me a straight answer.”

Depending on the answer, this wouldn’t end with just a warning. Worst-case scenario, he would be forced to put panties on her himself again.

“Hmm… It’s a secret.”

“Hey…”

“If you want to know that badly, why don’t you check for yourself?”

“Excuse me?”

“Let’s see… just lifting up the skirt would be boring… so film it with your phone, Nii-san. Inside my skirt.”

“What are you talking about?!”

“If you don’t do it, then I won’t tell you~”

“Ugh…”

Taking a video inside the skirt of his little sister would be an action absolutely devoid of reason. Though he had gone through various ways of dealing with Mizuha’s exibitionistic tendencies, this time around her request had too high of a hurdle. That being said, if he didn’t check right here, right now, he would keep wondering for the rest of the school trip if Mizuha was walking around without panties, and he would be restless the entire time.

Was she wearing panties, or was she not? Wondering about it the entire school trip would cause Keiki unbelievable stress.

But what if she really isn’t wearing any panties?

Keiki would be filming a video of his little sister’s defenseless and unprotected crotch with his own phone. That sort of thing could be taken to court.

Still, what kind of big brother would it make me if I just ignored the possibility that my little sister is walking around without panties? Isn’t it my responsibility to make sure that nobody else will see her?

After turning it over mentally, Keiki made up his mind.

“Alright, I’ll do it. As long as I can clear up my doubts!”

“Okay, then let me prepare really quick.”

“Prepare for what?”

As her older brother tilted his head in confusion, Mizuha gently rolled up the front of her sweater.

“Hold on a second?!”

“Hmm?”

“Why are you rolling up your upper clothes?!”

“This gets me more in the mood.”

“You don’t need to get in the mood, here!”

She had raised her sweater enough that her breasts, wrapped in a sky-blue bra, were greeting Keiki. Her belly was completely visible, and this situation felt even more lascivious than if she was completely naked.

Since her bra is the same color as the panties, that means she’s not wearing any… right?

Of course, he couldn’t judge just based on color alone. There was still the possibility that this might be a bluff. Either way, Keiki could only see for himself.

“Once I start lifting up my skirt, you can start, Nii-san.”

“R-Roger…”

He certainly wasn’t on board with this, but stepping down wasn’t an option. He took his smartphone out of his pocket and put it on stand-by, ready to start filming. With her sweater still rolled up, her breasts in bare sight, Mizuha put both her hands on her skirt.

“Alright, then let’s start~ Take a good look, okay?”

“Y-Yeah…”

Surrounded by trees everywhere, the abnormal photoshoot began.

“Mmm…” Slowly but steadily, Mizuha lifted up her skirt.

At the same time, Keiki held his phone at the ready.

“Aha, Nii-san filming me like this, doing something bad like this gets my heart racing…”

“……”

The girl shown on the phone screen right now was undoubtedly a total creep. Most likely out of embarrassment—or worse—excitement, her cheeks were burning a strong red color, but her lips still formed a distorted smile, as she tasted the feeling of being filmed by her older brother.

A normal girl would hate something like this…

But in Mizuha’s case, she looked truly happy about this situation. Her expression was distorted in pleasure, as she kept staring at the camera lens.

“Mmm… Can you… see it now…?”

“Yeah, just a bit more…”

The hem of the skirt was reaching its limit of what it could cover. The place where the kneesocks couldn’t hide her thighs was already revealed, showing her beautiful skin.

A bit more. Just a bit more, and the girl would reveal her secret place with her own two hands.

“……”

Keiki found himself loudly gulping out of anxiety, and he unconsciously put more strength into the hand holding the smartphone. At the same time, Mizuha continued to flash a lecherous smile towards the camera pointed at her.

“Tada! I’m wearing them today~!”

“Phew… you really had me worried there…”

On his little sister’s lower half, Keiki could see a pair of panties with the same design as her bra. Mizuha had played him like a fiddle.

And here I was planning on fixing her perversion. What am I doing being forced into a perverted situation like that?

However, he was more relieved than anything when he ascertained the panty situation of his little sister.

“Fufu, thank you, Nii-san. Playing along with my exibitionistic roleplay.”

“No problem.”

“Ah, you can use that video however you want, okay?”

“I won’t use it, okay? Just put your skirt back down.”

Her skirt was still raised, and Keiki didn’t know where to look. Every part of her body was poison to his eyes. When he averted his gaze, however, his eyes met those of Nanjou Mao, who was standing next to the trunk of a large tree.

“Eh, Nanjou?! Why?!”

“I was searching for you since you weren’t coming back…”

After she said that, Keiki realized that he had just left Mao back in the room. Since he had been out here the entire time, it made perfect sense that she had started searching for him.

“I had no idea you were the kind of pervert who would force your little sister to flip up her skirt for you… and you even filmed it…”

“The misunderstanding got even worse?!”

“I followed you two into the forest, and you were doing this…”

“No, but… Nanjou-san…?”

“I’m terribly sorry for interrupting your fun. Please take your time.”

With eyes like a dead fish, Mao hurried away back in the direction she had come from.

“Again, you’ve got the wrong idea…”

There was no mistaking it. She had a terrible misunderstanding. It was true that Keiki had been taking a video of his little sister’s stripshow, but he didn’t do so willingly.

“It seems like this has turned into something really troublesome,” Mizuha commented.

“You can say that again…”

Keiki didn’t even have the energy to point out that Mizuha was the main reason for this problem. All he could do was hold his head in his hands and wonder how he had gotten into all this mess.

*

“Something really bad happened. Nanjou’s affection towards me has dropped to an all-time low.”

It was around the time when the day was nearing its end, a bit past 7pm in the evening. Keiki was resting his body in the open-air bath of the inn, giving a quick report. Also present was Shouma, who gave a rather disinterested response.

“Wow, sounds tough.”

“It really is, okay? It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone’s affection towards me drop this quickly to such an extent, so this isn’t the time to leisurely be taking a bath.”

“She ignored you the entire time during dinner after all. Just what did you do this time?”

“…You’d better not tell anybody else.”

“I’m good at keeping secrets.”

“Well, it’s a pretty complicated story, but—”

He gave a quick but elaborate summary of what had happened. Retelling all the events where Mao had spotted him so far was horribly embarrassing, but he had to let out the frustration having built up thus far.

“I see. So Mao-chan saw you during your special perverted roleplays with Fujimoto-san and Mizuha-chan.”

“Hey, don’t phrase it in a weird way like that.”

There were other boys present who might overhear them. Keiki would be dead meat if other people found out about all of this stuff happening.

“I explained everything to Mao, even the part about Mizuha’s panties, but she won’t forgive me at all…”

“And have you figured out why she’s angry at you in the first place?”

“Well yeah, I’ve been friends with her for a very long time, so I can figure it out to a certain degree.”

“Ohh, how confident of you.”

“I’m acting flirty with people other than you, right? That means that she won’t have any more material for her BL manga.”

“Ah, yeah, nevermind. You don’t get it at all.”

“Huh?”

“It seems like Mao-chan is the one who has it rough right now.”

“Eh, what do you mean?”

“I think Mao-chan would get angry at me if I told you, so I won’t.”

“Ehhhh…?”

“Well, I’d be glad to help you to make up with her. You really helped me out when I was having a fight with Koharu-chan, after all.”

“That’d be a big help.”

The only thing you need in life is a friend you can rely on.

“The problem is what you can do to fix Mao-chan’s current mood.”

“Clearing up the misunderstanding is the most important part, but she isn’t even listening to me in the first place. Well, there might be a way to solve that.”

“What do you mean?”

“If I can guarantee her a picture with both you and me wearing towels, I think she might hear me out.”

“Well… I did say I was going to help, but offering my body is a bit…”

The price to gain an advantage in this battle was high indeed.

“But this will be pretty difficult if I can’t play my BL card…” Keiki pondered.

“What’s something that would Mao-chan happy aside from BL?”

“A game?”

Mao was the type of person who would occasionally play a game at home, and she often frequented the game center.

“I have a mobile game that I play with her sometimes, so maybe I can let her win?”

“I think she’d still win even without you holding back.”

“That’s not any good, then…”

“And you’d probably have to make up first or she probably wouldn’t accept that invite.”

“That’s no good at all, then…”

Fixing a girl’s foul mood sure can be something difficult.

“Say, Keiki, what exactly do you think of Mao-chan?”

“Why are you asking me that so suddenly?”

“There’s no deeper meaning to it, so just think about it for a bit.”

“Ahh, well…”

Though the reason Shouma had asked him that was a mystery for him, he decided to play along with it.

“When you think about it, Nanjou is pretty amazing. She’s always absolutely serious about everything she likes, she does the household chores for her busy parents, she’s a trustworthy supporter, and she’s actually pretty kind…”

Even though she puts on inconsiderate airs, she was always considerate of her surroundings. She was the type of wonderful girl who would sit next to a bed waiting for her friend to wake up after said friend got KO’d by a direct basketball pass to the face.

“How do I put it? I just seriously respect her.”

“Then how about you tell that to Mao-chan?”

“As if I could tell her that face to face…”

The only reason why he could say such things was because the person in question wasn’t present. However, there were also things he couldn’t say if he wasn’t in front of her.

“…I shouldn’t try thinking of ways to weasel my way out of it. I should just seriously apologize to her, huh?”

“That sounds great.”

Thinking too deeply about a maiden’s heart never worked. Honestly apologizing to her was the best way to deal with this.

“Now that that’s decided…”

“Yeah, let’s leave for now…”

Both their faces were red, since they had been sitting in the bath for quite a long time. Thus, they quickly left. Otherwise Mao might find them and get the wrong idea.

After changing into the yukatas that the inn provided, Keiki and Shouma stepped out of the changing room and ran into a familiar girl who had just stepped out of the woman’s bath herself.

“Oh, Nii-san and Shouma-kun. What a coincidence.”

“Hey there, Mizuha-chan.”

“So you took a bath as well, Mizuha… And, oh?”

Right behind Mizuha, another yukata-wearing girl appeared.

“Fujimoto-san was with you?”

“Yeah, I met Kiryuu-san here, so we took a bath together.”

“I see. Quite the rare pair, huh?”

Seeing them in yukata was already quite the sight, but he hadn’t seen Mizuha and Ayano together before. They probably saw each other a few times during the culture festival, but meeting them together like this was a first for him.

“I was doing some naked socializing with Fujimoto-san,” Mizuha said.

“O-Ohh? I see…”

“We talked a lot about Kiryuu-kun,” Ayano added.

“What exactly were you talking about?”

Said Kiryuu-kun couldn’t help but be a bit worried. Both of them were the kind of people who would do or say whatever they wanted, so it wouldn’t shock him if they had talked about their respective perverted events that had happened during the day. While he was busy worrying about the possibility, Shouma approached him and whispered in his ear.

“Seeing two girls right out of the bath is quite a soothing sight, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, you can say that again.”

“It would be even better if they were grade school kids and not students in the same year as us.”

“Sorry, I can’t agree with that last part.”

Truth be told, the sight of the two of them in yukata was quite appealing.

“Anyway, you two look really great in yukata.”

“Ehehehe, thanks.”

“…Thank you.”

When her older brother praised her, Mizuha showed a happy, bashful response. At the same time, Ayano’s cheeks turned a bit red, and she hid behind Mizuha. She peeked at Keiki with a wary gaze, almost like a cat. In response, Mizuha seemed confused.

“What’s wrong, Fujimoto-san?”

“I was taking refuge…”

“Refuge…?” Another question mark appeared on top of Mizuha’s head.

Though Mizuha was obviously confused, her older brother already had a guess as to why Ayano was acting this way.

Oh right. Fujimoto-san still thinks I’m a smell fetishist…

Because of all the things that had happened with Mao, it had completely slipped his mind. However, he couldn’t clear up the misunderstanding with Mizuha standing there. Shouma, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke up to throw him a lifeline.

“I know. How about you two come up to our room for a bit? There’s nobody else there, so we can talk as much as we want.”

“Really? Then I’ll gladly do that,” Mizuha answered.

“If Kiryuu-san is going…”

When Mizuha agreed to the invitation, Ayano reluctantly agreed to, as well.

“Are you good with that as well, Keiki?”

“Sure, sounds good. We still have some free time before bedtime.”

Though boys weren’t allowed to enter the girl’s floors, the inverse of that was perfectly fine. Since they had no other roommates, nobody would complain either.

“How about we invite Mao-chan as well?”

“Eh, Nanjou as well?”

“You want to make up with her, right?”

“I think it’ll only worsen her mood, though…”

Mizuha and Ayano—both of the girls she had caught him with—would be present. There was no way of knowing how much that would make things even worse.

“But she’ll be even more angry if she finds out that she was the one left out, right?”

“That does make sense.”

Though she might not openly admit it, she enjoyed the company of others. The fact that she showed up at the festival and the calligraphy club’s training camp was proof enough of that.

“Well, I guess I’ll try my luck.”

Since she’d probably just ignore him if he called, Keiki decided to send a quick message. He wrote ‘We’ll be meeting in my room in a bit if you want to join us. Mizuha and Fujimoto-san are also coming,’ and he promptly received a quick ‘I’m coming,’ back.

“Alright, Nanjou is in.”

“Good work. I knew you could do it, Keiki.”

“Nii-san is so cool.”

“You can do it if you set your mind to it, Kiryuu-kun.”

“Why does it feel like you’re all sucking up to me?”

He didn’t know why they had all suddenly started praising him, but thanks to this short conversation, their evening was decided. If it were any other group of high school students, they would probably be looking forward to having girls in yukata around them for such a long time.

After that, Keiki turned on the lights in their room and guided Mizuha with Ayano inside. Since they didn’t have enough floor cushions for everyone, he had them sit down on the floor. Shouma checked his smartphone and then spoke up.

“Oh, I got a text from Koharu-chan.”

“What does she say?”

“It seems like she’s doing a sleepover with Tokihara-senpai?”

“A sleepover?”

“She sent me an image, too.”

“Ohh, let me see.” Keiki took a peek at Shouma’s phone.

Koharu probably took it without warning Sayuki, because Koharu had a peace sign up and was wearing a bright smile, while Sayuki had a surprised look on her face.

“They seem to be having fun, huh?”

“Koharu in her pyjamas is seriously cute. I want to go hug her right now. I want to lick her all over.”

“Shouma…? That’s a bit…”

His lolicon friend started saying really creepy things. However, as if they were watching a completely different scene unfold—

“Ootori-senpai sure is loved by Shouma-kun.”

“Ayano-san is a bit jealous.”

“Eh? Am I the weird one here?”

Is having a boy lick her all over considered okay by girls’ standards? While Keiki was busy being taken aback by Mizuha’s and Ayano’s reactions, a knock came from the door and two more yukata-clad girls entered.

“Sorry for intruding.”

“Hello there~”

One of them had a reddish-brown sidetail: Nanjou Mao. The other one with fluffy long hair had been a member of their group during lunchtime: Onizuka Megumi.

“Oh, Onizuka-san is here, too.”

“Nanjou-chan and I are sharing a room, after all. She suddenly said she’d be going over to your guys’ room, so I thought I’d join her since it sounded interesting… Ah, but I can leave if you’d rather me not be here.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Same here.”

Both Keiki and Shouma gave their consent, and Mizuha and Ayano nodded in affirmation.

“Thanks a bunch. Then I’d be glad to join you.” Flashing a friendly and welcoming smile, Megumi joined the group.

Meanwhile, Keiki called out to Nanjou.

“You too, Nanjou. Thanks for coming.”

“…Whatever. If I leave you unattended, who knows what you might do?”

Though she sounded as cold as always, a cold response was better than none, honestly. Thus, the six people seated themselves inside the eight tatami room, forming a circle. Keiki sat with his back to the window. From there, it went clockwise: Mizuha, Ayano, Mao, Megumi, and Shouma.

Normally Fujimoto-san would always sit right next to me to get as much of my scent as possible, but she’s probably still wary of me.

Ayano most likely was using Mizuha as a barrier between her and Keiki. Although the room was eight tatami mats large, it was already pretty full with six people in it. Since two of the girls were fresh out of the bath, a sweet fragrance filled the room.

Having girls in yukata come over to play in your room is quite the wonderful event, I have to say.

Even if most of them were perverts through and through, Keiki couldn’t help but feel grateful right now. In the middle of them, the only normal girl, Megumi, looked around the group.

“Umm… I think the only person I haven’t met so far here is Kiryuu-shi’s little sister. Hi, I’m Onizuka Megumi from class 2B. Nice to meet you.”

“Kiryuu Mizuha. 2E. Nice to meet you.”

Since they hadn’t met before, the two of them exchanged a quick greeting. Watching over them, Keiki felt something was off.

“So that means that Fujimoto-san and Onizuka already know each other?”

“Yup. Though we only talked a little bit.”

“…Yeah, we just talked a small bit.”

Megumi spoke up in a lighthearted manner, and Ayano agreed with her, but…

What was that just now…?

Ayano’s voice sounded a bit more clouded than usual. Although Keiki had a bad premonition when he heard this exchange, he had no actual proof of anything. An uncertain feeling filled his chest, but it quickly disappeared when Shouma spoke up.

“It might be a bit boring, but how about we play some cards? I’d be down for some daifugô1.”

“Ohh, that sounds fun. Let’s do it!” Megumi quickly agreed with Shouma’s idea.

“How about adding some sort of punishment for the loser? That would make it more fun,” Mao brought up another essential part of playing party games with others.

“How about the loser has to strip?” Mizuha seemed to already have a rather specific punishment in mind.

“Ahahaha, Mizuha-chan is so funny. But doing that in front of the boys would be a bit of a problem~” Megumi said.

“Woah, a reasonable opinion for once.” Keiki doubted his ears.

“…Tch, I thought I’d be able to see a boy stripping and would have a good reason for it.”

Keiki thought he heard a rather fujoshi-like line coming from Mao, but he chose to ignore it. He was surrounded by perverts, and Megumi truly was the saving grace that helped him avoid the naked card game. Ayano then timidly and silently raised one hand.

“How about the loser has to think of a confession of love, and act it out?”

“Oh, that’s quite an extreme punishment.”

A pretend confession of love. No doubt that would turn into a dark past you’d rather forget about.

“Sounds fun. I’m in.”

“I’m fine with that.”

“No objections from me~”

“Then that decides it.”

Mao, Mizuha, Megumi, and Shouma were all on board.

“Seriously? Well, I guess I just have to win.”

“Keiki, you’re jinxing yourself by saying that.”

Naturally, the goddess of luck thought it would be a funny joke to let that jinx come true, and the boy was handed quite a formidable defeat. Weeping out an embarrassing confession was actually more boring than anticipated, so the punishment was removed, and they just played for fun after that. Since they were all fairly familiar with each other, nothing of importance happened, and they just spent a fun time together.

After changing the game to old maid, and after pulling the losing card, Megumi brought a new topic to the table.

“Hey, Kiryuu-shi? How’s it looking in the calligraphy club? With love and all that.”

“That sure is an abrupt question.”

“I mean, you have Nanjou-chan, Kiryuu-chan, and several other beauties in there, and you’re the only boy. I’d be more surprised if something didn’t happen.”

“I guess it does look like some kind of harem situation,” Keiki admitted.

There was Mizuha’s confession, and he couldn’t deny that it looked a lot like a romcom, but sadly, the clubroom was overflowing with perversion instead of romance. That was the situation of the calligraphy club.

“So you say, but there must be a girl you’re at least interested in, right?”

“““?!”””

As Megumi said those words with a grin, the expressions of the other three girls completely froze.

“Ohh? Is that so, Keiki?”

“Please don’t fan the flames, Shouma…”

Even though he wanted to quickly change the topic, the group of girls looked like they weren’t going to allow it. Following Megumi’s lead, the other three closed in on Keiki, leaving him no chance to escape.

“I’d like to know about the person Nii-san likes.”

“Ayano-san is also brimming with interest.”

“Who is it, Kiryuu?”

Mizuha and Ayano were urging Keiki to continue, as even Mao seemed like she was at least slightly interested.

What is going on? Why am I feeling some kind of intense pressure right now?

An overwhelming force was emitting from the people around him, making Keiki want to run away immediately.

“Nii-san…”

“Kiryuu-kun…”

“Kiryuu…”

Just when cold sweat was starting to run down Keiki’s cheek, Megumi’s phone, which she had put on the desk earlier, vibrated.

“Ah, excuse me…”

She picked it up, and after checking the screen, she apologetically lowered her head.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve got a call from my club comrades to meet up right now.”

“I didn’t know you were in a club, Onizuka-san.”

“I’m actually in the manga research club. I’m the only girl there, so I’m kind of like the Otasa princess2.”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen one in person,” Keiki said.

“Ehh, aren’t you pretty similar to me, Kiryuu-shi? You’re the harem king of the calligraphy club.”

“I’m not a harem king, okay?!”

“Ahaha, I don’t feel like it’s too far off, though… Well, this might be your only chance to be this flirty with girls around you.”

“Eh…?”

“Anyway, I’ll have to excuse myself for now.”

The self-proclaimed Otasa Princess hurriedly stepped out of the room.

Nice timing there, manga research club people!

The pressure coming from Mao and the others had lessened, so Keiki found a chance to escape.

“Alright then, it’s about time that we turn in, as well.”

“Ahh, Nii-san is running away~”

“Kiryuu-kun, you sissy.”

“Hmph…”

Though the girls all voiced their discontent, since Megumi herself had already left, and since it was already getting pretty late, they might as well call it quits here.

“Good night, Nii-san. Akiyama-kun as well.”

“Thanks for the invite.”

Both Mizuha and Ayano quickly gave up, and as Mao went to follow after them, Keiki quickly stopped her.

“Nanjou, do you have a second?”

“Kiryuu?”

“I have something to talk about. Could you come with me for a second?”

*

At the same time, Sayuki was enjoying her sleepover with Koharu. The two of them were talking about all sorts of things inside her room at the Tokihara residence.

“…Really, you have to tell me before you take a picture like that. Thanks to that, I made a weird face.”

Koharu sat on the cushion, and Sayuki complained as she sulked on the bed.

“Oh, about that picture. I sent it to Shouma-kun, so Kiryuu-kun might end up seeing it, too.”

“No way?!”

“It’s fine. I made sure to take a cute one.”

“Having you compliment me on my weird face doesn’t make me happy at all.”

Checking the picture for herself, Sayuki let out a faint sigh. She had a perfect surprised expression on her face, obviously not having expected a picture at that moment.

“Well, enough of the picture. Anyway, I’m sorry for suddenly inviting you over to my house today. I know I must have been a bother.”

“No, no. I’m happy that I got to talk with Tokihara-san.”

After Yuika’s confident announcement, Sayuki called Koharu, who replied quickly with “Sure, a sleepover sounds fun,” not even stopping to think about it twice. That being said, Sayuki still felt a bit guilty about it.

“It sure feels a bit weird, being alone with Ootori-san like this.”

“We have chatted a lot over email and messages and such, though.”

“Mostly about Akiyama-kun, though. That reminds me. Aren’t you worried? He’s on the school trip. What if he cheats on you?”

“Shouma-kun is a lolicon, so he ignores all girls around his age and grade.”

“That’s a pretty horrible reason to trust someone…”

“My rivals are grade school girls, so…” Ootori-san said, and her eyes grew distant. “After all, I just look like a loli… I can’t win against an actual grade school girl…”

“Let’s not talk about that. You’re opening a door to something that should forever stay locked away.”

The legal loli was about to fall into darkness, so Sayuki quickly changed the topic.

“Right, enough about me. What about you, Tokihara-san?”

“Me?”

“You want to become Kiryuu-kun’s pet, right?”

“Eh? Did I ever tell Ootori-san about that?”

“Ah! ……Um… I just happened to overhear you and Kiryuu-kun talking before, so…”

“Is that so? I guess I have to be more careful about that.”

“…Phew.”

In reality, Koharu had known about Sayuki’s fetish thanks to Keiki confiding in her quite some time ago, but Sayuki didn’t know that.

“Well… there hasn’t been any progress with the plan to make me his pet.”

“None at all?”

“There was the culture festival, and after that Keiki-kun has been busy with other things, so I haven’t been able to approach him.”

“The wall between you two might just get bigger, so is it really fine to just sit back and watch like that? Kiryuu-kun seems to be really popular, and us third-years don’t have much more time…”

“Yeah…”

November was nearing its end, and once December rolled around, the year would soon come to an end. It was a short countdown from the end of entrance exams to their graduation. Sayuki only had a few months left as a third year.

“It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t panicking. All the girls from the calligraphy club are my rivals, and Fujimoto-san isn’t the only one from the student council. Takasaki-san has also started showing interest in Keiki-kun.”

“Kiryuu-kun sure has a lot of female acquaintances.”

“You can say that again.”

That was indeed the case. Almost to an unreasonably high level. Senpai and Kouhai, classmate and little sister… The sheer number of them was insane.

“But, I really can’t help that. Keiki-kun is really cool, after all. He might seem a bit unreliable at first, but he immediately goes and helps someone in trouble as best as he can. He’s a truly wonderful man.”

“Tokihara-san…”

“That’s why I have to be even more of a bitch dog in order to get his attention.”

“Ah, is that what you’re on about? I thought you were talking about increasing your female charm.”

“I don’t mean to brag, but aside from calligraphy and studying, I don’t have many good points.”

“Don’t you want to become Kiryuu-kun’s girlfriend?!”

“Girlfriend?!”

Sayuki’s face turned red at the unexpected appearance of that word.

“H-How could I? Making me, a useless pig, his pet is all I can ask for.”

“That’s not true. I think that you are a very charming girl, Tokihara-san.”

“Ootori-san…”

“I’ll support you at least, Tokihara-san.”

“Thank you. All you need in life is a reliable friend.”

“Well, I’m already supporting Nanjou-san and Mizuha-san as well, though.”

“Traitor!”

“I can’t just choose like that. I like everyone, after all.”

Koharu was a kind girl, so she was pretty close with both Mizuha and Mao already.

“Keiki really is the harem king. So many girls like him.”

“Fufu, he might actually build a harem, that Kiryuu-kun.”

“He can’t do that.”

“Tokihara-san?”

“…I want him to only have eyes for me.”

With those words, Sayuki buried her face into the pillow she was holding. While watching her, Koharu let out a faint smile. Wanting the boy you like yourself to like you back is a natural desire for a girl.

*

While Sayuki was busy revealing her heart of a maiden, Nagase Airi was enjoying the greatest evening of her entire life.

“Ahhh, to think I would be able to have Yuika come to my own house!”

She targeted the day where all of the second years would be out on the school trip, and made sure that her parents wouldn’t be coming home for the day. She had set up a flawless plan to have Yuika come over for a sleepover.

“She wouldn’t take a bath with me because she was too embarrassed, but when I think that Yuika is currently taking a shower in my own bathroom, that’s not too bad either…!”

After dinner, Airi tried to invite Yuika for a bath together, but her dream was quickly crushed. After finishing her bath all alone in sadness, Airi, with her hair down and wearing pyjamas, was currently setting out the guest futons.

“It’s perfect!”

The sleeping area was perfectly prepared for Yuika’s return, which happened right then with perfect timing.

“Thank you very much for the bath.”

“Ah, welcome back.”

Needless to say, Koga Yuika was extremely cute. Her golden hair, her emerald-green eyes, everything about her was so beautiful that it made you sigh in appreciation. Even Airi was entranced by Yuika’s looks. Not to mention that Yuika had just come out of the bath. The faint dampness on her hair, her slightly rosy cheeks, all of it toyed with Airi’s sense of reason.

“…Um, Yuika?”

“Yes?”

“Could I cop a feel of your breasts for just a little bit?”

“Of course not.”

Following that immediate answer, Yuika pouted and hid her chest with both of her arms.

“You sound like a perverted old man sometimes, Airi…”

“Ehehe~”

“That wasn’t meant as praise…” Yuika gave her walking-sexual-harrassment friend a harsh glare.

Slowly afterwards, she put one hand on her mouth and let out a rather cute yawn.

“It’s late already, so how about we get to sleep?” Airi offered.

“That sounds good.”

“You can use the bed, Yuika. I’ll sleep on the futon.”

“Yuika can’t let you do that.”

“It’s fine,” Airi said, “You’re a guest today, Yuika.”

“…Then… how about we just sleep together…?”

“………Eh?”

Really, just how lucky could she be? She had been plenty happy with just the sleepover, and now that she was getting to sleep next to Yuika, she might just pass on in peace. A chance like this might never come again. Making sure to not give Yuika a chance to change her opinion, she snuggled into the bed next to her.

“…It really is a bit narrow now.”

“Maybe you should sleep on the futon after all, Airi.”

“Ehehe, I don’t wanna~”

Though it was narrow, she could feel Yuika’s body temperature, and that was enough bliss to make her forget about everything else.

“…Hey, Yuika?” Airi asked.

“What is it?”

“What made you interested in Kiryuu-senpai?”

“Eh? What brought on that question?”

“Girl’s talk is something you have to do during a sleepover, right?”

“Girl’s talk… Keiki-senpai is nothing more than a slave candidate.”

“Really? You don’t have any romantic feelings for him?”

“…N-None at all.”

“Ah, you hesitated for a bit.”

“It’s because you said something weird! Keiki-senpai really is only a slave candidate!”

“Fufu. Then let’s leave it at that.”

“What’s with that arrogant look on your face?”

Airi went a bit too far with her teasing, and Yuika puffed out her cheeks and pouted. That reaction was really cute, which made Airi want to see more, but Yuika might actually get angry at her in the process, so Airi decided to stop.

“So what about you, Airi?”

“Me?”

“You hated Keiki-senpai in the beginning, but now you’re actually pretty close to him.”

“Mmm… Well, I don’t really hate him, but it’s a bit different from that.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. I do think he’s a good person, though.”

Though she didn’t want to admit it, Airi trusted Keiki quite a bit. Most likely, he was the best boy out of all of them. He was kind and easy to talk to, so she respected him. However, that wasn’t anything like love.

“If you want to make him your slave, then you’d better hurry or he might be taken by someone else. He’s pretty popular, after all.”

“Ugh…”

“Maybe he’ll even get together with someone from the second-years during the school trip?”

“Y-Yuika is sure that something like that won’t happen. Keiki-senpai is not that type of person.”

“Maybe, but aren’t the other Senpais different?”

“Eh?”

“There’s always the chance that some of the girls might approach him on their own…”

“No way?! …Ah, but now that you mention it…”

It seemed as if Yuika had an idea of who that might be already.

“Fujimoto might not be as guilty, but Mao-senpai definitely is, and Mizuha-senpai already openly admitted that she likes Keiki-senpai…”

“Ahh, right. Mizuha-senpai is adopted, isn’t she?”

His interpersonal relationships were quite complicated. Not just second-years, but third-years seemed to be aiming for him as well. He certainly wasn’t a manwhore, but he was no doubt a playboy at times, even if unintentionally.

“W-Well, it’s Keiki-senpai’s freedom to choose whomever he wants. Yuika doesn’t mind at all. Even if it’s not him, there are still as many people out there wanting to be Yuika’s slave as there are stars in the sky.”

“Really?”

“…No,” With an expression as if she was close to breaking out in tears, Yuika laid bare her true feelings.

“Yuika wants Keiki-senpai to choose her.”

“Yuika…”

Her appearance was so cute that Airi had to embrace her.

“A-Airi…?”

“…If I’m reborn, I want to become Keiki-senpai.”

“Eh?!”

It wasn’t because she loved Yuika by any means. It was just that the young maiden Yuika was too lovable, which made her feel jealous of the person who had managed to cause such an expression on her face.

*

Taking the yukata-clad Mao with him, Keiki bought two cans of hot chocolate from the vending machine at the rest area on the second floor and handed one to her. The two of them sat down on chairs, and after they each took a sip, Mao was the first one to speak.

“So what did you want to talk about?”

“I wanted to clear up everything that happened over the day.”

“I’m not angry about that anymore.”

“Really?”

“Mizuha was the one who put the panties in there, right? She told me.”

“Exactly.”

“But you still haven’t cleared my doubts about you being a smell fetishist.”

“Well, I can’t help it if you doubt me there. I had some special circumstances with Fujimoto-san that I can’t really explain fully, but I definitely am not a smell fetishist.”

The smell fetishist was actually Ayano, but he couldn’t exactly reveal that.

“I’m amazed you can call it a misunderstanding with those weak counterarguments.”

“Uu…”

“Well, I already know you’ll probably got wrapped up in things like that again. If you accept my condition, I might believe you.”

“What condition?”

“Tomorrow night, we have this campfire, right?”

“Ohh. We do, now that you mention it.”

It was written in the guidebook, and a lot of people had been talking about it over the course of the day.

“Apparently, the applicants are going to dance cheek-to-cheek.”

“Ahh, in pairs, right.”

“Dance with me.”

“Eh?”

When Keiki looked at Mao in surprise, she had a pout on her face.

“What? Did you already make a promise with someone? Or do you not want to be my partner?”

“You’re wrong on both… It’s just… wasn’t this event supposed to be for couples?”

Whether it be couples, or pairs of people who more than friends but less than lovers, or just anyone aiming for a relationship, all the normies would dance at the campfire as music played. As if Mao understood what Keiki was thinking, she quickly spoke again with a slightly red face.

“D-Don’t get the wrong idea, okay? If you dance with me, I won’t have to worry about you dancing with some other girl, and then my doujinshi material won’t suffer. There’s no deeper meaning to it.”

“I see. So that’s why.”

Mao was always against Keiki spending time with other girls. Since that always resulted in her losing motivation to draw her BL series, she would always try to avoid Keiki getting romantically closer with other girls. That was also the reason why she had joined the calligraphy club. Though it would cause weird rumours if he danced with Mao, Keiki was already thought of as a harem king, so one more rumour couldn’t hurt.

“Alright, I’ll dance with you.”

“It’s a promise, okay?”

What meaning was there behind how the girl held her hands to her cheeks in happiness as she quickly separated from him? Keiki had no idea, and he continued to have no idea for the entire rest of the first night of the school trip.


1 Daifugō ​or Daihinmin is a Japanese card game for three or more players played with a standard 52-card pack. The objective of the game is to get rid of all the cards one has as fast as possible by playing progressively stronger cards than those of the previous player. The winner is called the daifugō (the grand millionaire), earning various advantages in the next round, and the person in last place is called the daihinmin (the extreme needy). Common Western titles for the game include “President”, “Rich Man Poor Man”, “Scum”, “Asshole”, or “Capitalism”.

2 Name given to the few or lone females in cultural clubs and circles usually dominated by males

3 thoughts on “Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 9 Chapter 2

  1. Thanks for the chapter!

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  2. And we close 2019 with Keiki as dense, hopeless and (un)fortunated as ever. Thank you very much for the translation, happy new year, I’m looking forward to see your content during 2020.

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  3. Thanks as always!

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