I Was Reincarnated as a Creepy Fat Guy, Then Trained Myself Without Sleep. And Then, for Some Reason, the Heroines Start Approaching Me - Chapter 41: That Suits You Well

1 hour and 30 minutes later

“…!…Ah…!”

Even though about 10 minutes had passed since the act ended, Marin, lying on the bed, half-mouth open, irregularly breathed, looked incredibly sensual.

Scattered clothes and underwear, various items strewn about, a sweaty body, red marks, and an indescribable scent.

The act was so intense that words couldn’t express it. Initially challenging me, Marin eventually lost her composure to my seasoned skills, completely consumed by me.

Honestly, I feel I’ve done something terrible to a young girl, but I didn’t hold back; I committed to the act.

I don’t feel guilt towards her.

I subdued her demands with my body.

“…”

Gazing into her long-faded eyes, a sense of accomplishment and pleasure surged through me.

Perhaps this pleasure was largely influenced by my past self and the memories of Kondo Itsuki before reincarnation.

Shota Hayama, a high school boy.

The ringleader of the bullying that tormented the overweight me, reigning atop the class hierarchy as the blond guy.

And now, his sister…

…was in my embrace.

“It’s about time to take a shower…”

“Yeah.”

This would be the second time I’ve used this house’s shower.

I suggested showering together, but Marin, with a fearful expression, shook her head and went in first.

Once she finished, I entered the bathroom to rinse off my sticky body with various things.

X X X

Shota’s Side

Near the house

“Damn it, damn it, damn it! That amateur… acting all high and mighty! Who does she think she is, with those big breasts! Thought she’d let me, but no!”

Breathing heavily, Shota quickened his pace. From his demeanor, it was clear the mixer with girls from another school ended disastrously.

Veins bulging, he busily tapped on his phone, presumably arranging the next mixer.

X X X

Itsuki’s Side

Hayama Residence

Refreshed and back in my uniform, I left the bathroom and arrived in the living room. There, Marin lay on the couch, still breathing heavily.

So, I smiled and spoke.

“Thanks for the shower.”

“Ah!”

“Hmm?”

Despite my gratitude, seeing Marin convulsing slightly, not returning anything, I tilted my head. Suddenly, she turned her face away and softly murmured.

“It felt… good, didn’t it? It’s still me after all…”

Truly, she’s incorrigible.

I leaned in close and gently whispered in her ears.

“Actually, I haven’t really gone all out yet.”

“Huh?!”

Marin shuddered again, puffing her cheeks.

“Really… Itsuki-chi…”

As Marin moved her lips, her expression gradually became seductive.

“Someday, I will definitely…”

(The sound of the front door opening)

“!!”

Curious about what Marin was about to say, I had my ears perked up, but we were both startled not by the noise but by the presence of someone entering the living room.

“Wha! Kondo!”

“Hayama…”

The moment we recognized each other’s presence, we widened our eyes in surprise, feeling puzzled. However, to mask his confusion, he asked loudly.

“Why… why are you here!”

Asked by him, I replied calmly to settle the atmosphere.

“Why? Just came to return the clothes.”

“Clothes?”

“Yeah. When Marin and I were hanging out before, it started raining. We got drenched, so I went to Marin’s nearby house, and she lent me clothes and an umbrella. That’s it.”

As I directed a serious look at Hayama, he had already stood up and was looking at Marin.

“Look, look! I just lent him those clothes I bought a long time ago because you never grow tall enough! You’ve always been asking me to get rid of them on flea market apps!”

“Ah, that outfit.”

“Yeah! Rather than leaving it lying around forever, it’s better if someone gets some use out of it!”

“…”

Listening to his enthusiastic sister, Hayama frowned, pondering. He eventually glared at me.

“Hey Kondo. You… you know my sister?”

“Well, yeah. I’ve been going to a café where she’s been kind to me for a long time. But I only recently found out she’s your sister.”

“A maid café…”

He knew… 

As I chuckled, Hayama suddenly furrowed his brow, angrily questioning me.

“You didn’t do anything weird to my sister, right?”

I replied almost expressionlessly.

“Weird? What do you mean?”

“You two were alone, right?! I’m asking if you didn’t get cocky like with Kanna and make Marin uncomfortable!”

“Hmm… I’m not really into that kind of stuff. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

As I calmly replied, similar to how the old Kondo Itsuki would, I felt a pinch on my butt.

Marin pinched me.

Unaware of his sister’s action, Hayama laughed.

“Hah! You’re just like that! Well, whatever. That kind of thing suits you!”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s none of your business. If you’re done, just go home already.”

“Well, alright. Sorry. I’m leaving. See you later, Marin.”

“Y-yeah! I’ll contact you later!”

After waving, I started walking.

Passing by Hayama, needless to say, the corner of my mouth involuntarily lifted.