[Absolute Only-Me King's Game] Something’s Off About the King's Game Started By My Childhood Friend Beauties With Me. A Story of Endlessly Fun Times with Girls Whose Personal Boundaries Keeps Going Off the Rails! - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

※Preface※

① List of how the protagonist is addressed:

• • Heroine ① Anna: Rei-kun

• • Heroine ② Fuwari: Reiji-kun

• • Heroine ③ Suzune: Reiji-kun

“Gulp… Alright, Anna, I’m gonna touch it now…”

“Sure♪ Be gentle, okay? It’s my first time letting a boy touch me.”

Right in front of me are two massive melons. The dream bags of my childhood friend, a refined beauty.

Her trademark is a large white ribbon tied into her half-tail hairstyle, making her an idol-like presence known across the entire academy, not just our class.

Apparently, she’s frequently scouted by the entertainment industry. And now, I’m about to knead those dream balloons of my childhood friend.

“Hyan♡”

So soft… unbelievably soft. The violent softness threatens to make me lose my rationality.

The firmness of her bra conceals the supple melons beneath, and my entire being lets out a cry of joy.

“D-Does it hurt?”

“No, it’s just a little ticklish. It’s okay, do it more♡”

How’s a virgin supposed to handle such an adorable reaction?

“Whew-whew♪ Anna-chan’s giving great reactions!”

“You gotta please the king even more~!”

The lively voices teasing us come from other girls in our class.

I’ll introduce them in detail later, but this erotic situation isn’t some shy, lovey-dovey first-time bed experience between a couple.

Honestly, it’s so bizarre that I can’t find a single word to describe it.

“Service to the king is absolute, you know~!”

“Go ahead, squeeze even more♡!”

Surrounding me are multiple beautiful girls.

Starting with Anna in front of me, every single one of them is a head-turning beauty.

And I’m playing a strange game with these girls.

Its name? “Absolute Only-Me King Game!”

This is nothing short of a complete reward.

It all began with a single comment from my childhood friend, spun out of nowhere in our ordinary daily life, kicking off this bizarre king game.

※◇◇◇※

Let’s rewind just 30 minutes.

This is my room. A plain bed and a study desk, nothing particularly special.

Two bookshelves stand side by side, holding a few reference books and a ton of manga.

On top of the shelves are my hobby figurines, a bit pricey for a student’s allowance but forming my modest collection.

I’m sitting on the chair at my desk, while a girl is perched on my freshly washed, clean sheets, engrossed in a manga she grabbed from my shelf without asking.

Her perfectly shaped butt makes the bed’s springs creak and shift.

Having a beautiful girl on the bed where I sleep every night is, for any guy, a situation that sparks youthful excitement.

On top of that, the carpet on the floor—made of fluffy, high-end fur for the frequent guests who come here—is occupied by two other girls.

One, still in her uniform, sits gracefully like a refined older sister, reading a poetry collection.

Her presence is striking. After all, she’s 195 cm tall—a towering figure.

But she’s a fluffy, sweet-loving girl, more girly and nurturing than anyone in class.

The other, also in her uniform, is reading manga with her knees up, unintentionally flashing light green panties with a ribbon.

It’s a familiar sight for me, but I’d never call it “normal” or brush it off.

It’s always thrilling.

Spending aimless time with three childhood friends in my room—that’s our daily routine.

And from a comment by the girl in front of me, my ordinary life took a turn into the extraordinary.

“Rei-kun, wanna play the king game?”

Rei-kun—that’s me.

Reiji Tsuchimine. I think of myself as an average guy, but I don’t know how others see me.

When I heard that comment from my childhood friend, Anna Kitagawa, I had no inkling of the strange events that would follow.

“Anna, you’re saying weird stuff again. The king game, huh?”

Leaning against the wall on my bed, Anna closed her manga with a mischievous grin.

With her knees up, I catch a glimpse of pink lace.

“Yup. Don’t you know about it? The king game.”

I struggle to keep my eyes off Anna’s dream spot as she hugs her knees and flashes a smile.

“Well, I know the gist of it. Isn’t it that legendary game party-hard college kids play at mixers or something?”

“That’s a weirdly biased way to put it, but you’re not entirely wrong~.”

“That’s just how Reiji-kun thinks—always so skewed~.”

Chiming in is Fuwari Amakura (yes, that’s her real name), the second childhood friend here, with a certain violent feature that’s impossible to ignore.

“Could you stop dissing me with that fluffy tone, Fuwari-san?”

“Ehh, but~.”

Fuwari puts a finger to her lips with an almost too-cute gesture, and I can’t tell if she’s calculating or just naturally like this.

Whatever she does, those violent things at her chest bounce distractingly, making it hard to know where to look.

All three of them are so unguarded.

“As always, Reiji-kun’s got no shame with those stares~♪.”

I can’t help it if my eyes keep wandering there—I’m not the bad guy here!

“Girls usually hate that kind of thing, you know. You’re only getting away with it because Fuwari’s extra nice!”

That’s Suzune Sakurayoka, another childhood friend.

She’s the ace of the track team, called the Fairy Sprinter for her beautiful running form.

That was until recently, though—we all retired from our clubs this summer.

I’m lucky enough to spend my after-school time in my room surrounded by three beautiful girls, and it’s the highlight of my day.

They’re all super popular but don’t have boyfriends and still come to hang out in my room. I don’t take this for granted or get cocky about it.

Someday, they’ll probably get boyfriends, and this group will naturally disband.

Until that day comes, I’m going to soak up this unbelievable happiness.

That’s what I was thinking lately.

Then, out of nowhere, Anna dropped the words “king game.”

“Well, I guess we could give it a try.”

“Yay! I knew you’d say that, so I prepared a bunch of stuff!”

“Wow, you’re really prepared.”

I noticed she brought an unusually large bag today—must be game props.

She probably knew I wouldn’t say no.

Well, I’ve got no reason to refuse, and playing the king game with beautiful girls sounds thrilling.

So, I’m not saying no! (Second time!)

“So, what’d you prepare?”

“Ta-da! The must-have item for the king game—chopsticks!”

In a way, it’s a very standard choice.

She’s holding several chopsticks, one of which has its tip painted red with a marker, indicating it’s the king’s chopstick.

“You really came prepared. You’re super into this, huh?”

“Totally! It’s gotta be fun since we’re playing with Rei-kun!”

“Hm?”

That phrasing felt oddly significant, but on second thought, it’s not that weird.

Wanting to have fun while playing is perfectly normal.

Yeah, nothing strange about it.

“Alright, shall we get started?”

“Yup. Everyone ready?”

“All good~!”

“Okay! Bring it on!”

“Hm?”

Everyone’s weirdly pumped up. Suzune’s face is even red with excitement.

“Suzune, why’re you so fired up?”

“Huh⁉ W-What do you mean?”

“Well, your face is all red.”

“N-No, it’s not like that!”

She’s clearly flustered, which only confirms something’s up.

“Hey, are you guys planning something?”

“N-N-Nuh-uh, nothin!”

“Why the sudden Hakata dialect…?”

Suzune is terrible at lying.

“Come on, let’s just start. Here, take a chopstick. One each.”

I’m curious about whatever they’re hiding, but it’s bound to be fun, so I let it slide.

Each of us grabs one of the chopsticks Anna’s holding, and the game begins.

“Let’s start with the chant!”

“Ready whenever~!”

“Gulp. Alright, here we go.”

“On three!”

““““Who’s the king, Reiji? Oh, it’s you♪””””

“Huh?”

Right from the start, the three of them say something completely different, and I nearly fall over.

What was that?

“Oh, I forgot to mention—there’s a local rule.”

“Local rule?”

“The king is always Rei-kun♡. We call it the [Absolute Only-Me King Game]~~♪.”

My heart races at my childhood friend’s natural smile. Forgive me.

The king is always me?

That’s nothing but a reward!

No major climaxes. No big incidents.

Just a wholesome king game with beautiful girls.

But something starts to feel a little off…

This is the setup for a slightly erotic, wholesome harem story.