[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 2

Chapter 2

“Th-The Absolute Only-Me King Game…? What’s that?”

What an exhilarating string of words that only sparks excitement.

A strange thrill was taking over me. What’s this “Only-Me King Game”?

Is this an AV? A doujinshi?

The sheer awesomeness of the phrase was making my libido surge.

“The rules are simple. It’s basically the same as the regular king game. The person who draws the red-marked chopstick gets to give orders. Got it so far?”

“Yeah, got it.”

Anna may seem laid-back, but she’s surprisingly enthusiastic.

As the class’s beloved Madonna, her communication skills are nothing short of impressive.

“But here’s where it differs from the standard rules. If Rei-kun draws the red chopstick, it’s like the normal king game. You can give [any order] to the three of us.”

(This girl just casually says something outrageous with a natural smile…)

My heart started pounding like a drum. Does she even realize that saying “any order” to a teenage boy isn’t something to throw around lightly?

I might give naughty orders! Not that I will…

I won’t (firm resolve).

“And if one of us three draws the red chopstick, that person doesn’t become the king but instead becomes the [Main Wife], serving the king.”

“Ohh… Main Wife. So, like the queen?”

“Exactly. The devoted first lady supporting her dear husband. But it’s just a role, so don’t get any wrong ideas, okay~?”

“I-I get it.”

The scary thing about Anna is how she says stuff like this so nonchalantly.

She probably only says it because she doesn’t think anything of me.

Kinda sad…

“And those who don’t become the Main Wife are the [Concubines]. So, the second and third ladies, supporting the Main Wife.”

“I see… But serving me… what’s the point?”

“It’s just a game, so there’s no deep reason. But it sounds way more fun than a regular king game, right?”

Hmm, I don’t quite get Anna’s intentions, but it doesn’t seem like she’s trying to trap me or anything.

No matter how you look at it, this is a win for me.

“Oh, and no naughty orders, got it? If you do, I won’t talk to you starting tomorrow.”

“G-Got it.”

Phew, close call. My resolve wasn’t wrong.

I’ll have to be careful about the types of orders.

“Alright, let’s get started. I’ll be the Main Wife first. Each turn lasts three minutes until the timer goes off. Easy, right?”

Anna winks while showing me the timer app on her phone, making my heart race even more.

What kind of service is about to begin?

“Let’s start with something light. I’ll serve the king with a hand massage~. Rei-kun, sit right there.”

“R-Right.”

Once things get going, Anna’s so proactive that she doesn’t seem like her usual laid-back self.

Is it my ego thinking she looks excited?

Well, we’re about to do something fun, so maybe she’s just hyped.

She beckons me over, urging me to sit on the bed, so I obediently comply.

“Mmm… King-sama, how’s Anna’s massage?”

Anna’s soft fingertips touch my palm, gently kneading with a tender touch.

It’s a bit ticklish and not entirely satisfying, but the sweet, feminine scent wafting from her is pleasant.

Oh, it’s the smell of her shampoo…

The smooth, soft sensation of her fingertips feels amazing.

To be honest, it’s pure bliss…

“Mmm… Hehe, Rei-kun’s hands are all rough and totally boy-like.”

“Well, I was a basketball guy until recently.”

I was going all out aiming for nationals until just a while ago.

I retired from the club this summer, but I’m still confident in my physical strength. Though, in my case, my lack of height meant I didn’t exactly shine.

I’d never say it to her face, but I’ve often thought how great it’d be to have Fuwari’s 195 cm height.

By the way, at 164 cm, I’m pretty short for a basketball player (not crying).

Below the average for Japanese guys, I only made the regular lineup thanks to relentless practice in footwork, dribbling, and passing.

“Ahh, this feels nice…”

“Hehehe~♪”

Right in front of me, Anna’s ample melons sway enticingly.

(Hey, her uniform buttons are undone…)

Since she’s crouching in front of my knees, I can see her pink bra peeking through the gap in her uniform.

“Gulp…”

(They’re huge… Anna’s. Wonder what her cup size is… Can’t ask, though.)

I desperately try not to let my throat make a sound as I swallow.

There’s a term at our academy: the Big Three Busts. One of them is Fuwari, the 195 cm girl smiling on the carpet.

I don’t know her size, but they’re so big they might be larger than her head—super-sized, like basketballs. Okay, maybe not that big. Volleyballs, maybe? Either way, they’re insanely huge.

Compared to her, Anna’s might seem relatively normal, but the stunning cleavage she’s got is still impressive.

In other words, two of the academy’s Big Three Busts are right here in this room.

The third, by the way, is another girl in our grade and class.

“Mmm~ Hehe♪ I’m sensing some naughty stares~.”

“W-What? Must be your imagination.”

“I’ll let it slide. Okay, other hand now.”

So she doesn’t care if I see her cleavage? Lucky, but also kinda sad.

For a teenage boy, staring at this scene is bad for the body.

It took effort to keep the blood from rushing to certain places.

Beep beep beep

“Alright, three minutes are up. Let’s move to the next turn.”

Those three minutes of savoring Anna’s cleavage were a feast for the eyes.

Pure visual bliss.

“Next up~♪”

“““King Reiji-kun♪”””

It’s embarrassing to say it myself, so I just silently grip the chopstick.

Anna’s mischievous grin and Suzune’s cheeky giggle make their gazes feel ticklish.

“Next is~ my turn~.”

Fuwari, who drew the red chopstick, happily places a hand on her cheek.

She’s got this super fluffy personality, so laid-back it’s like she’s moving in slow motion—a total healing type.

“Hehehe~ What does Reiji-kun want me to do~?”

“Asking that kinda defeats the point of the game, doesn’t it?”

“Ohh, right~ My bad~.”

“Fuwari’s just too chill, huh?”

“On the other hand, Suzune’s way too high-strung. If you two split the difference, it’d be perfect. And maybe some other areas too.”

“Say one more word, and I’ll crush you…”

“Oh, uh, never mind.”

Close call. Anna’s got the Alps, Fuwari’s got double Mt. Fujis, and Suzune’s got… a vast, endless plain.

Somewhere in the middle of that endless wilderness, there’s probably a tiny plum or something (in my imagination).

If I ever said that out loud, I’d get a fist to the face for sure (learned that the hard way).

“So, Fuwari-chan, what’s the service?”

“Let’s see~ King-sama, take off your pants~.”

“W-W-Wait, stop, STOP!”

I didn’t quite catch what she said, but something about my pants…?

The other two hurriedly intervene, but why are they so panicked?

“What’s up?”

“Huh~?”

(Fuwari-chan, you’re flooring the gas too fast!)

(We said to take it step by step, didn’t we?!)

“Ohh, right~ My bad, my bad. Hehehe. Okay, then~ King-sama, please rest your head on your Main Wife’s lap♪.”

“R-Right… Like a lap pillow, huh.”

“Yup, yup~ Come on, quick~.”

The three of them seem to be discussing something, but I’m still clueless.

As I get closer to Fuwari, sitting in a proper feminine pose, a different kind of sweet scent from Anna’s hits me.

“E-Excuse me.”

“Hehehe~ Go ahead♡.”

Ohh… That smell is amazing. The sweet scent of her perfume tickles my nose, and the sight before me is so captivating it’s awakening my inner boy.

(The ceiling’s completely gone…)

It’s not just half the sky missing—this is a full-on spectacle.

Her uniform hem is lifted by the sheer size of her chest, almost revealing what’s underneath.

Just a little more…

“Alright, Main Wife Fuwari-chan will stroke your head and sing a lullaby~. Nen-nen, korori yo~ Koro… suya~.”

—Boof, myon♪

“Ohf?!”

Two seconds in, Fuwari falls asleep, and her massive marshmallow slimes come crashing onto my face.

“Fuwari-chan’s singing herself to sleep?!”

Savoring the soft, sweet sensation of Fuwari’s marshmallow slimes, I felt my excitement for this bizarre king game growing.

The thrilling king game has finally begun.