[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 24

Chapter 24

“First up, the Main Wife~! Go for it, Rin-chan~!”

A faux private space, separated by a single polyester curtain.

This booth, blocking out everything else, feels so secluded it’s like no one can interrupt—perfect for a heart-pounding couple’s moment.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for a one-on-one shoot with the king~!”

“You’re so nervous, your Japanese is breaking~.”

Don’t call a guy-girl pair a “one-on-one.” No gentlemen or ladies here.

Just a pervy guy and a closet-pervert girl.

“Come on, get closer~.”

“O-O-O-Ohh~! T-Too close, Reiji-kun~!”

“Can’t take a puri if we’re not close~! Let’s ditch the shyness. Wanna do a kiss puri~?”

“S-Sexual harassment~!”

“We’ve kissed tons already~! Where’s that energy from earlier~?”

She went all-in with a passionate public kiss, but now, alone, she’s shy? What’s that about?

“Alright~! Girls got guts~! Let’s do this~!”

Her second gutsy move today. I’m getting the hang of handling her~.

“Let’s start with a normal hug, nice and close~.”

“Y-Yes~… Nn~.”

“I don’t know how these puri machines work, so you handle it~?”

“Y-Yeah~! Um, like this, and… this~.”

‘Taking the photo~♪! Strike a pose~! 3, 2, 1, cheese~!’

Click

‘One more~♪! Next pose~!’

“Suzune~.”

“Fwa, R-Reiji-kun… Amu, nn, nchuu~♡!”

Holding up our intertwined fingers in a lover’s grip, I kiss her, urging her to face the camera.

Super shy, her dreamy eyes surrender as I hug her tight.

She’s getting into it, hugging back firmly, her body heat and racing heartbeat echoing to me.

“Suzune, you’re really cute~.”

“Fnya?! D-Don’t just say that out of nowhere~!”

Figuring her out is getting so fun~.

I keep the teasing just shy of harassment ‘til her turn’s done.

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“Next~! Fuwari-chan’s turn~!”

After Suzune’s shoot, Fuwari, prepped at another booth, beckons me.

But stepping inside, her outfit floors me.

“Whoa, F-Fuwari, that look~!”

“Welcome, my master~♡! It’s your fluffy, full-body maid Fuwari-chan~♪!”

Oh, right, some puri booths rent out cosplay outfits~.

This may be rude but, they had something in Fuwari’s size?

“Just in case~! I brought my own~! Nothing here fits me~.”

Her spot-on answer to my unvoiced question sends a shiver through me.

“Fufufu~♪! I can tell what Reiji-kun’s thinking~!”

“But that maid outfit suits you scarily well~.”

On closer look, it’s less cosplay and more high-quality fabric, like a legit costume.

“Fuwari, top or bottom today~?”

“Fnyan~♡! You get what I’m thinking~! Today, I wanna be bottom~.”

What we’re talking about: when playing, Fuwari’s mood splits—sometimes she wants her height embraced, sometimes not.

“Then I’ll hop on the platform~! Hup~.”

Some booths have step stools to adjust head heights for group shots.

For three or four, it prevents overlap, but for us two, it’s got another purpose.

Fuwari’s mood today is to be treated as shorter.

So, I climb the platform, and she kneels, balancing our heights perfectly.

With a 30 cm height gap, it’s unavoidable.

Even on the platform, standing, she’s still taller (not crying~!).

“Pardon me, master~♡!”

“Ugh… Th-This position~…”

Kneeling, Fuwari wraps her arms around my waist, clinging to my stomach.

Her head lands right at my lower abdomen, her massive volume settling in a very risky spot.

“Getting all rise-y~?”

“I-I’m fine~!”

“Fufu~! Hey, Reiji-kun~.”

“W-What’s up, Fuwari-san~?”

“Right now~! Fuwari’s a super obedient maid who’ll do anything you say~♪!”

“R-Right~!”

“Sooo~! I can receive master’s youthful direct message~♡! One order, and Fuwari’ll serve you~♡!”

“F-Fuwari-san~! Don’t cling there and wiggle~!”

I can’t send that youthful direct message~!

But my “arm” delivering the “letter” slips right into Fuwari’s “mailbox,” sparking a wild rampage despite the maid dress and pants barrier.

“An~♡! It’s twitching~♡!”

No way~! Dangerous, Fuwari-san~!

The twitching’s my whole body~! Don’t misunderstand~!

This’ll cause a disaster in my pants before reaching her mailbox~.

“C-Come on, let’s shoot~!”

“Ehehe~! More, master~♡!”

Her clinging and rubbing push something to a near-bursting angle.

I won’t say what~.

“Oh, right~♡! Hey, master~!”

“W-What’s that~?”

I’m losing the bandwidth to respond~.

“Put your hand on my head~!”

“L-Like this~?”

“Yup, yup~!”

What’s she planning? Not a petting request—she says keep it still and pose.

Then, Fuwari, staring at the camera, sticks out her long tongue to her chin with a ‘Nuraa~♡!’

Making an “OK” sign with her fingers, she arches back, dropping her brow seductively.

‘Taking the photo~! 3, 2, 1, cheese~!’

“Nhaa~♡!”

Her pose mimics grabbing something imaginary, like she’s about to take something in her mouth.

It’s like I’ve got a maid opening her mouth at my lower abdomen~.

A pose about to take something in~!

I’m barely holding on~!

“Next~!”

Fuwari, like a little devil, toys with my reactions, filling my outbox with youthful direct messages~.

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“Haa… Fuwari’s teasing is bad for my heart~.”

“You held out well~!”

“It’s a total disaster~.”

Can’t have a blowout here~.

Anna and I shoot like a lovey-dovey couple, hugging tight, or me on the platform, embracing her from behind.

“Kiss puri~?”

“Yup~♡! N… N, chuu~.”

We’re totally cool with kissing now.

Unlike shy Suzune or devouring Fuwari, Anna seeks it naturally, and I accept.

When I seek, she accepts just as naturally.

“Fufu, wanna touch my boobs~?”

“C-Can we save that for home~?”

Scratch that—she teases too~.

“Ehh~! Now’s the chance~!”

“You’d tease me for a month if I did~!”

“Caught me~.”

“Take this, then~!”

“Hya~♡! A, nn, Rei-kun… W-Wait, that’s~.”

I hug Anna from behind for the last shot.

I let my naughty buddy assert itself against her butt, making its presence known.

Wedged in her valley, it’s thrilled by her softness~.

“Hawa, hawawa~! Th-This is~!”

“You egged it on~.”

‘Taking the photo~! 3, 2, 1, cheese~!’

Click

After the final shot, Anna’s face is beet red, head down, her usual teasing devil nowhere to be seen~.

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‘Taking the photo~! 3, 2, 1, cheese~!’

“““King Reiji-kun~♡♪!”””

Since then, everyone’s changed into maid cosplay, and I’m swarmed, snapping hug puris like crazy.

Happiness is overflowing so much, I might die~.

“Fuwari-chan’s~ back hug attack~♡!”

“Guh~!”

She hugs me from behind like a kid, my face sandwiched by somethings as big as my head~.

““Chomp~!””

“Hin~!”

Now the two on my sides nibble my ears~!

Not biting, just sucking with their lips, making me squeak~.

“Alright, next, shopping for clothes~! The king game continues~!”

Clothes shopping after puris, huh? It’s still morning~.

Sunday’s fun is just getting started~.

~Game 5, End~

T/N: Btw photo booths in japan are called Purikuras, more commonly referred to as Photo Sticker Booths rather than just Photo Booths. The term Purikura came from the word Print Club, for printed stickers, which is usually read like this in japanese “purinto kurabu” hence “puri kura”.