Ch.58The Kiryu Family Vacation (3)

    After losing ourselves in passion for quite some time, it had gotten rather late.

    It was already 3 PM. Well… some of that time was spent driving here, but even accounting for that, we’d wasted too much time.

    “Wait! Umi!”

    I immediately stopped Umi.

    “Mmm… Shota.”

    Umi was already out of her mind with lust. Even at this moment, she was trying to entangle her body with mine.

    “Umi!!”

    I grabbed her shoulders and shook her roughly.

    “Huh?”

    Only then did Umi come to her senses.

    “This isn’t right!!! This is no different from what we do at home!!”

    We came all the way to Hakone. We should do something touristy to create memories.

    “If I get pregnant with Shota’s baby from today, wouldn’t that be a memory?”

    Umi said with eyes gleaming with desire.

    The person before me looked like Umi but wasn’t Umi. She was a breeding monster!!!

    “Hey!!! That’s moving too fast!!”

    I immediately stopped her. Getting pregnant in high school wasn’t something to talk about so lightly.

    “I guess… Mom would scold me.”

    Umi understood right away.

    “That’s right. That’s right.”

    I patted Umi as if praising her. Umi… you’ve finally driven away the monster in your heart!!

    “Then let’s look at some tourist brochures and make plans for dinner.”

    Umi suggested.

    “That’s it!!!”

    Yes!! We should go to a nice café with good ambiance or something like that! How wonderfully innocent!

    Fortunately, there were brochures in the room.

    *Flip-!*

    I turned the pages and checked the listings. I could have searched on my phone, but there was something romantic about flipping through an actual brochure.

    It was like buying an adult magazine when you could just find porn online. There’s a certain joy in turning the pages and anticipating what comes next.

    *Rustle-!*

    Umi squeezed in beside me where I was lying down.

    Together, we flipped through the pages looking for nice places to visit.

    Yes, that’s what should have happened.

    ——-

    When I came to my senses, Umi and I were lying tangled together.

    Yes, we got caught up in the mood and did it again.

    The time was 5 PM.

    Evening sightseeing was already out of the question.

    “How did this happen again?!”

    I cried out in despair.

    “Whyyy… it was good, wasn’t it?”

    Umi said in a sweet tone, pressing her body against mine.

    “Well… it was good.”

    That was the problem. Whenever our eyes met, things would flow in that direction.

    There was nothing innocent about our relationship. We’d skipped too many steps.

    ——

    Just then, there was a knock at the door. The door opened.

    “Oh my. Did I interrupt you two in the middle of something?”

    Asuna-san said with a smile.

    Asuna-san was already dressed in a kimono. Her clothes were slightly disheveled, and her face had a slight flush. Her face was glowing.

    “It’s about time for dinner. Let’s go to the restaurant on the first floor.”

    Gonzaemon said. In contrast, Gonzaemon looked haggard. A man who could swing a sword all day and still be energetic… I understand completely. I felt maximum internal solidarity with Gonzaemon.

    “Let’s go then, Shota.”

    Umi started changing into her kimono under the blanket.

    I changed too and headed to the restaurant.

    ——-

    The restaurant was quite full of people.

    But… they all had fierce expressions.

    “Well, the people who come here are mostly kendo practitioners. They’re all part of the Saito family school.”

    Gonzaemon explained.

    In other words, we were in the middle of enemy territory.

    However, there wasn’t much of that atmosphere. Some people even came up to greet Gonzaemon.

    “Umi!! You’ve grown so much!”

    Some of them even knew Umi.

    Their gazes all focused on one point.

    “I haven’t seen this boy before. Is he your hidden child? Hahaha!”

    They were close enough to make such jokes.

    “Hidden child? Nonsense. I practice proper contraception with women other than my wife!”

    Gonzaemon laughed heartily.

    “…Darling?”

    Asuna-san’s eyes suddenly darkened.

    “It’s a joke!! A joke!!!!”

    Gonzaemon hastily explained.

    “Anyway, this boy is Shota, my disciple.”

    At Gonzaemon’s words, the atmosphere changed.

    Everyone’s attention in the restaurant focused on me.

    I wouldn’t suddenly get countless handshake requests… right? The atmosphere was too tense for that.

    “D-disciple? Not just a student?”

    “Not an ordinary student. He’s my disciple. The one I’ll pass all my techniques to.”

    Gonzaemon stated firmly.

    Master… I didn’t know you thought of me this highly. I’m honestly touched.

    “That Kiryu has a disciple?”

    “I thought he said he wouldn’t take any disciples.”

    The kendo practitioners around us started murmuring.

    Well, as someone familiar with the lore, I know the backstory. Gonzaemon had such high standards that he never took disciples.

    “Will he participate in the Toshinhai?”

    The practitioners asked with scrutinizing gazes.

    “Of course.”

    Gonzaemon answered proudly.

    “This is exciting. We’ll be looking forward to it, young man.”

    The practitioners said with smiles.

    Pressure increased by 100!!

    At that moment, with perfect timing, the staff entered carrying elaborate multi-tiered meals.

    “Sashimi!!!”

    A ryokan meal must have sashimi!!

    “Eat well, okay? You’ll need the energy being next to Umi.”

    Asuna-san said with a smile.

    “Ah. Sometimes Shota gets semi-dried out. Just put him in water when that happens.”

    Umi said as she started eating.

    She had gotten used to treating me like dried fish. Human rights… there were none.

    Anyway, I focused on the meal. It looked expensive, so I shouldn’t waste any.

    “Woooow….!! Delicious!!”

    Exclamations of delight escaped my mouth.

    “Hehe. I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

    Asuna-san said with a smile.

    “Shota eats so heartily. Just watching him eat makes me feel full.”

    Umi said with a smile.

    It sounds heartwarming… but Umi’s gaze was similar to that of a butcher fattening up a pig before slaughter. She seemed to be contemplating how to devour me tonight.

    “I feel full just looking at Umi too.”

    I casually replied while eating.

    “In what way?”

    Umi tilted her head.

    *Squish-!*

    I lightly touched and caressed Umi’s chest.

    “If we have a baby, I don’t think it would go hungry.”

    She was like a milk dispenser. She could probably turn even an underweight baby into a healthy one.

    “Really!! Shota always says such vulgar things!”

    Umi laughed and playfully hit me.

    Oops. This blatant display of affection was witnessed by Gonzaemon and Asuna-san. A bit embarrassing.

    “Darling. Will you do that for me too?”

    Asuna-san smiled at Gonzaemon.

    “This woman is so shameless…”

    Despite saying that, Gonzaemon tenderly caressed Asuna.

    “Shall we work hard on making a honeymoon baby tonight too?”

    Asuna whispered to Gonzaemon.

    “Ahem!”

    Gonzaemon cleared his throat with a reddened face.

    Anyway, as we were having a pleasant meal.

    That’s when it happened.

    Someone entered the restaurant.

    *Clatter-!*

    All the other kendo practitioners stood up.

    “Welcome!! Miss!!”

    “To think you’d come here. It’s an honor!”

    Everyone bowed at a 90-degree angle.

    The staff were also bowing at a perfect 90 degrees.

    What is this place? The yakuza industry?

    Only our Kiryu family remained seated and eating. It felt awkward being the only ones not bowing.

    “WELCOME!! MISS!!!!!”

    I stood up and bowed at 90 degrees. I also took the opportunity to shout, as I get seizures if I don’t scream periodically.

    “Why are you bowing?!”

    I immediately got hit by Umi.

    “Just… going with the flow.”

    I mumbled.

    “You crazy bastard…”

    Umi looked at me like I was an incomprehensible creature.

    “But who is this ‘miss’…?”

    I glanced over.

    “Geh.”

    I involuntarily clicked my tongue.

    Standing there was Saito Kana. Long silver hair, a nice body with curves in all the right places, and sharp eyes—she was perfect. Umi wasn’t inferior, but she had a different feel. Kana had a slender, toned physique from training. It was different from Umi’s warm, healthy appearance.

    She looked exactly as she did in the game.

    Originally, the first encounter with Saito Kana should have been at the summer Toshinhai. I didn’t expect her to appear here now.

    ‘Shit… not again.’

    I clicked my tongue. The plot was deviating from the original game. From the beginning, Arigiri Shota who should have died in the first week of March survived, so things had already gone off track, but it felt like the snowball effect was continuing.

    However, regardless of the principle, it was unsettling for me as someone who had possessed this body. The advantage of being able to predict future events was disappearing.

    ———

    *Pinch-!*

    Just then, Umi pinched my cheek hard.

    “Watch where you’re looking.”

    Umi gave me a jealous glance.

    In situations like this, words would only amplify the jealousy. It’s like scratching a mosquito bite—it only makes it itchier. The best move was to take stronger action without words.

    I boldly kissed Umi.

    “Mmm… mmm…”

    Umi looked slightly surprised at first, but then closed her eyes and focused on the kiss. She was reassured by the clear proof that I only had eyes for her (actually, there were two more).

    “Miss, what brings you here?”

    At that moment, one of the kendo practitioners addressed Saito Kana.

    “Oh, nothing special. I came to see Arigiri Shota. I’m curious about him.”

    At Kana’s words, everyone’s attention focused on me. On me, who was kissing Umi.

    Feeling somewhat embarrassed, I broke the kiss.

    “I’m sorry. Seems like I’ve interrupted something.”

    Kana said with a slight smile.

    *Flush-!*

    Being a teenage girl, Umi’s face immediately turned red.

    “Hello. I heard we’re the same age. So you’re Kana.”

    I said calmly.

    “That guy… such a casual attitude toward the young miss…!”

    “How bold. As expected of Gonzaemon’s disciple.”

    People whispered among themselves.

    “Ah. Saito Kana. I’ve seen you before. Was it with those motorcycle gang members? You used it then, right? The Issem.”

    Kana said.

    “Issem?!!”

    “That signature technique of the Kiryu style…?!!”

    “Even Kiryu only mastered the ultimate form of Issem in his mid-twenties… is this overwhelming talent?”

    With just the word “Issem,” my stock seemed to rise. People’s gazes changed.

    “Yes. It was crude for an Issem, but you definitely read the breath of the wooden sword and cut.”

    Kana said.

    “Ah…”

    I see. So the enlightenment I was seeking was the Issem. In the game, it only appeared as a physical skill, so it didn’t have much impact, but in reality, the feeling was clearly conveyed.

    “I’m interested in you.”

    After saying that, Kana addressed me.

    “Would you like to spar with me right now?”

    Kana suddenly proposed.

    What nonsense. I really don’t want to do this.


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