[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 23
Chapter 23
“Nchu~♡ Chu~♡ Chu~♡ Chu~♡!”
Fuwari’s soft, fluffy lips meet mine.
After cycling through Suzune, Anna, and Fuwari as Main Wife, the storm of kisses with each switch feels overwhelming.
I’m really pent up in every sense.
Come to think of it, I haven’t… taken care of that lately.
With all this built-up youthful magma, even unloading randomly feels guilty since the exciting stuff lately’s been with my childhood friends.
“Nchuu~♡ Chu~♡ Reiji-kuuun~♡ Chupa chupa~♡!”
“Fuwari-chan, too long~! Time’s up~!”
“Ehh~ I wanna keep going~!”
Any more, and I won’t hold out.
Their actions are losing all NGs, and my rationality’s on the brink.
“Here we are~! Today’s destination~!”
“Oh, the goal was the arcade?”
“Specifically, the photo booth corner~.”
Anna’s target is a big arcade in the shopping street.
It’s got a huge photo booth section, super popular with schoolgirls.
A large machine’s enclosed in a rectangular canopy, with a printed model winking and making a heart shape on the outside.
“First time in a photo booth corner…”
“It’s kinda like a girl’s sanctuary~.”
Some places are even guys-only nowadays, huh? Girls have always loved this stuff.
Smartphones let you snap pics anywhere, but these special machines make unique memory photos.
“Let’s decide the order~!”
“Order?”
Not all together?
“Here, Rei-kun, take a stick too~! Starting with the Main Wife, we’ll take turns snapping with the king~! Concubines go in 1, 2 order~.”
“What if the king gets red?”
“Then it’s a special stage~! We’ll give the king a special shot~!”
Now I’m dying to know. Gotta pull the king stick no matter what.
(Come on… King’s red is coming~!)
I feel it. Reaching for that vibe, a jolt like electricity runs through me.
If I’m not some cringey chuunibyou, this has to be the king’s red.
A weird certainty grips me, like I’ve awakened some superpower.
“““King Reiji-kun♪”””
“Yesss~!”
“Whoa, Rei-kun’s got some pull~!”
“Reiji-kun looks hyped~!”
“Getting into the groove~!”
“I’m shooting the special stage, so wait here~!”
“What? I’m on standby?”
“We’ll snap something special for you, so be good and wait~!”
Pulling the red stick and getting sidelined feels like a letdown. I slump onto a bench, dejected.
Watching the three slip through the curtain, I feel a pang of loneliness.
‘First, this~!’
‘Nice~! Bit embarrassing, but will Rei-kun love it~?’
‘Ugh, my body balance looks off compared~!’
‘How about Rin-chan in the middle~?’
‘Don’t worry~! Reiji-kun’ll get excited for sure~!’
‘I-I’ll try~!’
Their lively chatter fuels my imagination, the scene vivid in my mind.
I swear I can even hear the rustle of fabric… or maybe not.
‘Fuu, fuu~! This is wild~! Heart’s racing~!’
‘Hey, what if I’m on top, and Anna-chan and Rin-chan do a dango three sisters thing~?’
‘Fuwari’s gag sense is so random~!’
What’re they doing?! Dango three sisters? How?!
‘Whoa, insane weight on my head~!’
‘How’s that~? Awesome, right~?’
‘Anna-chan’s weight’s intense too… Ugh, stupid fat lumps~!’
What’s on their heads?!
‘Wanna go raw this time~?’
‘Ugh, reattaching’s a hassle~!’
‘Special, so I’m fine since it doesn’t affect me much~!’
Raw? Raw what? Damn, I’m curious~! Gotta see it live~!
This is true torture~!
—Ping♪
“Huh?”
Lost in my torment, Anna’s custom ringtone signals a message.
“Photo folder… Whoa?!”
It’s the legendary party-girl fest, the ero puri!
Three beauties, shirts lifted, reveal the answer to the earlier tease.
“This is…!”
I glance around, ensuring no one’s peeking at my phone.
My shifty eyes must look super suspicious.
The photo’s impact is that strong—can’t let anyone see this.
Gulp… “Perfect~! Anna’s blue, Fuwari’s red… or deep pink, Suzune’s yellow… Like a traffic light~! So that’s why Suzune’s in the middle~.”
Their underwear colors seem to declare their personal hues.
Will today’s king game let me see them directly? I’m pumped for what’s next.
—Ping♪
“Whoa?!”
I glance around again, totally paranoid.
“Raw… Seriously raw?! Dango three sisters is a clever name~!”
Suzune lifts her shirt, Anna “stacks” on, and Fuwari “tops” it.
Fuwari’s “dango” on her head feels heavy through the photo—way too big to call dango.
Like freshly pounded mochi~!
But more than Anna’s gag-sense naming, there’s something critical to address.
“Damn, marking out the key spot~! Sneaky, Anna~!”
The bare skin stokes my libido, but the main part’s scribbled over with a marker pen, decked out.
Even their eyes are blacked out, like a legit leaked photo.
Straight-up erotic…
“Ugh, this is pure torture~!”
“No matter how much you rub, the deco won’t come off~!”
Frantically trying to wipe the marker, Anna catches me, smirking slyly.
“Come on~! Your turn, king~! Let’s snap one-on-one~!”
The thrilling photo booth game continues, sealed in a polyester-curtained private space.





































