The Story of Making a Popular Girl Dependent on Me

Around 20 minutes before lunch break, that child came to the classroom entrance again.

I couldn’t help but glare at the child, but since Rokka said she would talk properly, I believed in her and sat waiting without doing anything.

Then, Rokka and the child left the classroom once, and just before the end of lunch break, the chime rang, and Rokka came back.

After confirming that, I immediately sent a message.

“Tell me when you get back.”

After sending the message, Rokka noticed that I had seen what was happening and smiled at me. I felt a little nervous at her smile, but I tried not to show it on my face.

Soon after, I received a notification on my phone, and when I checked it, a message saying “Understood” came back, so I secretly felt relieved that she had talked properly.

After the afternoon classes ended, we went to a cafe near the school and Rokka told me about what happened at lunch.

“So, Rokka. What happened to that child? Did you tell them properly?”

“I told them. They understood, so I don’t think it will happen again.”

“I see. That’s good then.”

I felt relieved that Rokka kept her promise, so I took a sip of the iced tea I had ordered earlier.

After Rokka took a sip of her cafe au lait and placed the cup on the table, she asked, pointing around her collarbone as if she had remembered something.

“By the way, how was it here?”

As Rokka asked that, I could tell from her mischievous expression that she was teasing me. And the moment I realized she was talking about the hickey, my face suddenly flushed.

“I, I managed to cover it up somehow. At first, I didn’t know what everyone was talking about, but when I saw it in the mirror, I understood.”

“Hehe. That’s good, you managed to cover it up.”

“Yeah, I didn’t expect to have a hickey at that time. If possible, next time, put it in a less noticeable place…”

“Hmm? It’s okay to have it.”

“That’s fine. In fact, I’m happy when you do that.”

I was actually happy when she did that because having a hickey made me feel like I belonged to Rokka.

However, it was embarrassing to put it into words, so I ended up speaking softly towards the end.

“S-So, Rokka. What about after this?”

“Is something the matter?”

“After this, would you come to my house? My parents are late again today, so, w-would you?”

Even so, I wanted to continue from last time, so I gathered my courage and invited Rokka to my house. After thinking for a while, she agreed.

I was happy about that, and for the first time today, I was able to laugh from the bottom of my heart.

I immediately suggested we go, urging her as I pulled her arm and left the shop.

When we arrived at the room, I seated Rokka on the cushion as before and went to get drinks. There was only orange juice in the fridge, so I poured it into a cup, placed it on a tray, and returned to the room.

While waiting, Rokka seemed to be using her phone. When she noticed I had returned, she looked up and gazed at me.

Each of her gestures was now cute and endearing, making me want to hug her tightly, but I managed to control myself and placed the items I brought on the table next to her.

However, I couldn’t help but feel restless, like a dog wanting to be taken for a walk, and I became acutely aware of Rokka.

“Setsune, could you open your legs a little?”

Then, for some reason, Rokka suddenly asked me to open my legs.

I was puzzled but followed her instructions and created a small gap between my legs.

“Um, like this?”

As I confirmed with Rokka while creating a gap between my legs, she suddenly stood up and sat in the gap I had made as instructed.

Then, she leaned against me and began to relax leisurely.

“R-Rokka?!”

I was so surprised by the sudden action that my voice trembled, but I wanted to ask her the meaning of her actions, so I called her name.

“Hmm? Did you not like it?”

However, Rokka’s response was quite nonchalant, making me feel a little embarrassed as if I were the only one conscious of it.

“N-No, it’s not that, but…”

Rokka seemed to enjoy seeing me flustered and continued to look at me calmly, asking if it was unpleasant or if she was being mean.

Of course, it made me happy and cute to be entrusted like this by someone I liked, but until now, I had always been the one to seek comfort, and Rokka had never sought comfort from me. So, it was natural for me to be flustered.

Seeing me like that, Rokka gently held my hand.

Just that gesture helped me calm down a lot, and I took a deep breath once.

(When I think about it, the current situation means I can like Rokka, right? So, if I do what Rokka did to me before…)

With determination, I wrapped my arm around Rokka’s waist, who was leaning on me, and hugged her.

Then, despite feeling embarrassed, I gently kissed Rokka’s neck, buried my face to smell her scent.

(Ah, Rokka’s neck is beautiful. It’s as white as snow, and the texture is really good. The scent is completely different from mine, with a refreshing citrus fragrance. I might like this scent…)

After that, I kissed Rokka’s neck and hair several times, trying to leave my scent on her and bring her closer to me.

However, no matter how hard I tried, it was still embarrassing, and as someone who only knew what Rokka had done to me, this was my limit.

I couldn’t take advantage of the opportunity, and we ended up just watching videos together.

After Rokka left, I couldn’t think straight for a while.

When I took a bath and returned to the room, I remembered the time when Rokka had come to my room.

“Sigh. I couldn’t do anything. Even though Rokka had entrusted her body to me, all I could do was kiss her neck and smell her. I must seem like a pervert. But for some reason, the scent of someone you like really calms you down, right?”

While making excuses to myself for not being able to do anything with Rokka, my self-reflection continued.

“I actually want to do more for Rokka like she did for me, but I don’t know much about that, and I don’t think I can be proactive because it’s too embarrassing. And more than that…”

And more than that, even though I was happy and excited when Rokka allowed me to do things today, I still felt a sense of dissatisfaction.

Perhaps it was because I was the one doing things to Rokka, not the other way around.

I loved Rokka so much that I couldn’t resist her kissing me with that cool face, staining her beautiful eyes with lust for me, and engaging in that moment of passion.

So, I felt unsatisfied when I had to take the initiative with Rokka, and I craved more love from her.

“Rokka, I feel lonely…”

Feeling the loneliness of not being loved by her today, I hugged the school uniform that still faintly smelled of her to alleviate my loneliness.

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A Little Story

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