Announcement
The fifth volume of The Working Man Builds a Half-Human Harem, which is being serialized in parallel in Nocturne, is now available in book form!
A sweet, monster-girl harem romance!
We're currently holding a sale, so volumes 1-3 are also available at discounted prices.
If you're interested, please check it out! (^^)
*****
A few days after the Summer Training Camp...
Kotaro had come over to Misaki's apartment early in the morning. Now they were sitting side by side on the sofa, enjoying a video on the laptop placed on the low table.
It was a simple, relaxed "date night" at home. They'd considered going out for lunch, but Misaki offered to cook instead. He was already looking forward to the meal.
"What nice weather," Kotaro remarked.
"Indeed," Misaki agreed.
Their exchange, reminiscent of an elderly couple, made both of them blush. Outside the open curtains, the sun blazed down on a cloudless sky. Staying indoors with the air conditioning was fine, but a single step outside would plunge them into hell. A mountain retreat like the one they'd visited during the Summer Training Camp would be a different story, but in summer, staying indoors was the best policy.
"Mmmfufu~"
"..."
Misaki leaned over softly, smiling cheerfully. Her usual unfairly adorable charm was amplified today by her relaxed attire of a tank top and hot pants. When he remarked, "You can't wear this outside, can you?" she tilted her head in puzzlement at first. But then she glanced down at the soft curves of her breasts and the plumpness of her thighs, and understanding dawned.
"I don't want anyone else to see me like this... but in this outfit, even the Social Welfare Research Society might start seeing you as a mascot, Misaki-senpai. Not that I want anyone to see you..."
"Your possessiveness is getting the better of you," Kotaro muttered dryly.
Misaki chuckled awkwardly, patting his head gently. "Kotaro, you're so sweet. I'm perfectly fine just the way I am. As long as you don't turn into a wild beast."
"Ugh... is that really the way to say it?"
Misaki laughed heartily as her cheeks flushed. "Come on, let's move on to the next video," she said, playfully pinching Kotaro's cheek for some reason.
After starting the next video, Kotaro took a sip of his iced soda. In high school, he used to drink sports drinks during the summer, but a friend had convinced him to try carbonated drinks after a bath or during the summer, and he'd become utterly hooked.
"Hmm?"
Misaki was staring intently at Kotaro. Did she want to be friends with him?
"Let me have some too," she said with a mischievous grin, then closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. Glancing at the coffee table, Kotaro noticed that Misaki's cup was already empty except for some ice cubes. It was cute how she asked for more even though there was plenty in the fridge.
"Okay, okay."
With an exasperated smile, Misaki pressed the cup to her thin lips. She tilted it carefully, and the frothy, transparent liquid flowed smoothly into her mouth.
"Mmm... delicious."
Misaki's lips glistened slightly as she smiled with a hint of coyness. Mesmerized by her seductive gesture, I found myself staring. Misaki grinned and teased, "You pervert!" My face burned fiercely.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, I glanced at the bed and noticed an unfamiliar photo frame resting by the pillow. From a distance, I could tell it held a two-person photograph, though I couldn't see the details clearly. As I tilted my head in curiosity, Misaki's cheeks flushed faintly.
"Oh... um, well, Kotaro, you can see it. Actually, I'm too embarrassed to show anyone else..."
"Huh? Oh, right. That... Excuse me."
He stood up, tousling Misaki's bright brown hair, then headed toward the bed.
"Ah... this."
The photo showed Kotaro and Misaki. When he wondered what it was, he realized it was from the Summer Training Camp they'd attended just days before. It wasn't an official group photo taken by the designated photographer, but a selfie Misaki had insisted on taking just before they got in the car to leave. With no selfie stick, Misaki had stretched her short arms as far as she could, and the two of them ended up with their cheeks squished together. To make matters worse, the beautiful mountain backdrop was slightly blurred.
"I was thinking there weren't any photos of just Kotaro and me together. We could have taken as many as we wanted back home, but it wouldn't have been a proper memento..."
Misaki sipped her soda, cheeks flushed pink as she explained. Watching her, both my senior and my lover, display this endearing side, my heart tightened with affection.
"Thank you... I mean, I'm really, really happy... Wait, hey! That was my soda, wasn't it?"
"Let's just say... it was a misunderstanding."
"What?! Oh, you drank it all!"
Our heartwarming moment was ruined.
I guess Misaki-senpai was just hiding her embarrassment.
Seeing the cup reduced to ice, I felt even more fondness for her.
"I was just... thirsty, that's all..."
Her adorable excuse made me groan inwardly.
*****
Should I...? Is it okay yet?
About an hour and a half after arriving at Misaki's house...
Kotaro was burning with desire.
Misaki's room already smelled wonderful, but now she was pressed against Kotaro, her alluring cleavage and plump thighs on full display. Despite it being a "home date," he'd been restraining himself from pushing her down the moment he arrived. Still, his gaze kept being drawn to the expanse of her exposed white skin, no matter how hard he tried to avoid looking.
As he finished watching a video and was considering what to play next, Misaki suddenly closed the app and flipped her phone over with a clack.
"Huh...?"
Confused by her sudden action, he met her steady, feline gaze. Though her expression remained neutral, a faint blush had crept into her cheeks.
"Kotaro. You've been staring too much."
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"...It's fine, really."
"Huh?"
Misaki's cheeks flushed crimson as she latched onto his tolerant words.
"W-wearing this outfit... it's practically an invitation, coming from a wild animal like Kotaro."
"N-no, that's not true at all!"
Misaki yanked her tank top down, drawing attention to the soft valley between her breasts. Two glossy, flushed mochi-like mounds. It was impossible not to stare.
"Ooh, that's blatant..."
Kotaro grinned at his swollen lower abdomen. The corners of Misaki's cat-like eyes glimmered red, betraying her own arousal. Today, she was wearing loose half-pants, making his erection more obvious than when she wore jeans.
"Ah...!"
He gripped her slender wrist and guided her hand to his lower abdomen. Misaki peeked at his expression before tentatively grasping his shaft.
"Ugh..."
Misaki let out a soft groan as her slender fingers intertwined around him. She pressed herself firmly against Kotaro, her soft breasts pushing against him as she stroked his shaft.
"Mmm... Kotaro, you're so big today."
He gulped at her mischievous smile. Her expression clearly showed she was in heat.
"Kotaro...!"
Misaki pouted adorably, her eyes narrowing. Her lipgloss-covered lips glowed with an alluring color in the summer sunlight streaming through the window. Swallowing hard, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her.
"Mmm... mmm, chup, heh, mmm... Kotaro, mmm, hap, mmmfuuu...!"
Her light body pressed closer and closer, while her free hand slipped under his T-shirt to caress his abdomen.
"Ugh...!"
Misaki's hand unzipped my half-pants and slipped inside. Her palm repeatedly rubbed against the underside of my shaft, like she was polishing it, and pre-cum gushed out in spurts. As my hips bucked uncontrollably, Misaki's eyes narrowed in delight. She gently gripped my rock-hard erection and slid it out from under the zip.
"Mmm... It really looks grotesque when you see it in the light..." Misaki murmured, her voice husky, as she stroked my throbbing, blue-veined cock.
"Missaki-senpai, 'it' doesn't tell me much."
When I whispered in her ear, Misaki's eyes darted around adorably before she gave me a coquettish look.
"...Kotaro's penis is so big. I love it..."
Her voice, usually so composed, now dripped with honey-sweet coyness, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor. The sound slithered into my ear, seeping into my brain and violating me, sending shivers down my spine.
"Kotaro, what should we do? Should I lick your penis? Or..."
"Ugh... Ugh... Ah... Stop... Misaki-senpai..."
Misaki leaned in close, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and began stroking my erect cock with wet smacks. Pre-cum dripped from the glans, clinging to her fingers like white fish, creating lewd sucking sounds.
"Hehe... Kotaro, you're trembling. You're so cute."
"Ugh... Ugh..."
Her eyes narrowed in genuine delight, making her look so adorable I felt I might faint.
What should I do? Whatever I do will be so much fun... Hmm?
As I was tormented by such a luxurious dilemma, my gaze suddenly drifted to the sweat-damp cleavage of Misaki's breasts.
"..."
No, no, this is definitely too much of a selfish thought... I was thinking, when Misaki fixed me with a steady stare.
"Kotaro."
"Y-yes, what is it?"
As I glanced between Misaki's face and her cleavage, Senpai began stroking her shaft with one hand while using the other to lift and support her full breast, emphasizing the valley between them and making it even more intense.
"Whoa?! M-Misaki-senpai...?!"
"...Want to try pinching it between us?"
"Ugh?!"
The flushed Misaki's proposal made Kotaro let out a strange sound from the back of his throat.
The next update will be on January 22nd (Tuesday) at 7 PM!
Thank you so much for reading this time! (^^)!!