"Mmph—mmph—"
After hearing Wakaba Mutsumi's words, before Kamijou Mutsuki could say anything, Soyo—who was tied up like a caterpillar with a small breathable hand towel stuffed in her mouth—began wriggling and struggling frantically.
What was Mutsumi trying to do?
Could it be that she was going to do whatever she wanted to Kamijou Mutsuki right in front of her?
One could only say: what goes around comes around.
What Soyo had just wanted to do to Sakiko was now being returned to her in exactly the same way by Mutsumi.
And compared to the sleeping-beauty-like Sakiko, Soyo was fully conscious!
Just the thought of having to witness the scene of Mutsumi acting as a "criminal" right in front of her made Soyo feel like she was losing her sanity.
She had been so close just now—so close to getting her wish, to doing whatever she wanted with the boy she loved. How had things turned out like this?
Although she knew that Wakaba Mutsumi was Kamijou Mutsuki's fiancée,
When the door was kicked open, Soyo also knew that the person more qualified to love him had returned.
But why—why did Mutsumi have to do this right in front of her?
Mutsumi, you can't—you really can't!
Just imagining Kamijou Mutsuki being treated in all sorts of ways right before her eyes made Soyo feel like she was losing control.
But now, tightly bound by the nylon rope, what could she even do?
She could only watch helplessly as the "cucumber tyrant" did as she pleased with the person she loved.
There was nothing she could do!
"Mutsu…"
Looking at the "little cucumber" on top of him, Kamijou Mutsuki seemed like he wanted to say something.
The two of them were practically an old married couple already, so this kind of contact wasn't a big deal.
But right now, there was still a "Great Teacher Sakiko" lying beside him, and a bound-up Soyo right there too—was this really appropriate?
Mutsumi's answer: absolutely appropriate!
The "little cucumber" didn't wait for Kamijou Mutsuki to finish speaking before directly silencing him.
In fact, Soyo hadn't guessed wrong—Mutsumi was indeed doing this on purpose.
Mutsumi's sense of normalcy had always been different from a typical high school girl like Anon. On top of that, there had already been Sayaka before, as well as her own feelings toward Kamijou Mutsuki.
Because of this, when it came to a certain scoundrel's love life, her attitude was even more permissive than Sayaka's.
Just like in the anime, how she treated Soyo and Sakiko—she would simply stay quietly by the side of the person she loved, protecting him.
But that didn't mean Wakaba Mutsumi didn't feel jealous at all.
She had her own selfish desires too.
She didn't make a fuss about Soyo's feelings for Kamijou Mutsuki—but what was Soyo trying to do now?
Sneak into her home, overtake on a curve, pin Kamijou Mutsuki to the bed, and do whatever she wanted?
Luckily, she had sensed something was wrong and rushed back. Otherwise, she didn't even dare imagine what Soyo might have done to him.
This wasn't just some ordinary sneaky cat anymore—this called for serious action!
Soyo, how does it feel now? How does it feel?
As for Kamijou Mutsuki, he quickly adapted to Mutsumi's somewhat abrupt kiss.
No matter how many times, Mutsumi's kisses were always so inexperienced.
In comparison, Soyo was far more naturally gifted.
Moreover, Mutsumi felt cool like a little cucumber, while Soyo was like a mother—gentle and accommodating.
To be more precise, like a resentful young wife?
Within that gentleness was a hidden longing.
Of course, in Kamijou Mutsuki's view, neither girl was better or worse—they each had their own charms.
As time passed, Mutsumi was no longer satisfied with just kissing.
Even without going too far, what she was doing was enough to make the bound Soyo's heart race and her face flush.
Was this what Mutsumi did every time she stayed over at Kamijou Mutsuki's place?
How enviable…
No—how shameless!
And why was she even feeling shy?
Right now, Mutsumi was doing whatever she wanted to the person she loved, right in front of her!
Wuwu, her Mutsuki-kun!
Coming back to her senses, Soyo began struggling again.
What she was witnessing now was even more terrifying to her than being rejected by Sakiko before.
Mutsumi… is this your punishment for me?
As for Sakiko lying beside them, she was sleeping as deeply as a husband in an adult video.
One could only say—young people these days really do have great sleep quality.
Meanwhile, on Mutsumi's side, after being entangled with Kamijou Mutsuki for quite a while, she finally let go somewhat reluctantly.
Seeing this, the somewhat vacant look in Soyo's eyes flickered slightly with light.
Finally, it was over?
"Mutsuki,"
However, Wakaba Mutsumi made it clear that everything had only just begun.
"I want to…"
The girl leaned close to Kamijou Mutsuki's ear, her cheeks flushed red at some unknown point.
"Mutsu… isn't it a bit early?"
Even Kamijou Mutsuki was slightly surprised by her bold words.
Hearing this, Mutsumi gently shook her head.
She wasn't particularly obsessed with such things—she just cherished the feeling of being together with Kamijou Mutsuki.
But what had happened today made her wary.
If you don't eat certain things quickly, you never know which sneaky cat might snatch them away.
Of course, although she wanted to teach Soyo a lesson, Mutsumi still had a sense of shame—there were some things she simply couldn't do in front of them.
So, she pulled Kamijou Mutsuki into the room next door.
Although Mutsumi's voice was very soft, in the quiet bedroom it was still quite noticeable.
Seeing Mutsumi take Kamijou Mutsuki away, Soyo—who had already been nearly exhausted—somehow found the strength to start struggling again.
Wait—Mutsumi, you're actually serious?!
The girl didn't realize that just earlier, she had intended to do the exact same thing.
At least before, she could watch—but now she couldn't even see anything. Wasn't that going too far?
After struggling for a long time to no avail, Soyo suddenly realized that the bed was right up against the wall of the next room.
So she quickly pressed her head against the wall and began listening.
In the end, persistence paid off.
Through Soyo's efforts, she finally faintly heard some ambiguous sounds from Mutsumi—sounds she had never imagined before.
"…"
The expression on the girl's face froze instantly.
Mutsumi… what exactly are you doing to Mutsuki?
If she hadn't been tied up, Soyo would definitely be pacing in anxiety right now.
Only now did she feel that it might have been better when Mutsumi was doing things in front of her—this kind of pure imagination was even more unbearable.
Just thinking about Mutsumi doing whatever she wanted with the person she loved in the next room made sorrow well up uncontrollably within Soyo.
Mutsumi, that kind of thing is tiring—could you add her in too?
They could work hard together as good sisters!
If nothing else, she could even help from behind!
Mutsu-chan, you can't do this!
Even if you really can't accept her, could you at least be a bit gentler? It hurts her heart!
P.S.: As expected, it ended up longer than imagined. This author was careless.
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