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“Heh, heh….”

A stormy sex.

Just as the saying goes, he explored every corner of the bed, leaving no belly button untouched.

Lager was now the epitome of masculinity.

This isn’t a story about abstinence. It’s about doing things that are difficult for anyone who isn’t a man, in a more delicate way.

For example, not taking off the apron covering my naked body until the very end.

When asked why he did that, Lager let out a satisfied breath and chuckled mischievously.

“It’s more enticing to leave ‘almost all’ off than to be completely naked.”

How would a woman think of such a thing?

Of course, as primal as it gets, he was big and restrained.

I leaned against the bed, still trembling slightly in my lower abdomen and thighs from the aftermath, caused by our relationship.

“How many times did we do it?”

“Four times?”

“Must’ve been five times. Count how many times we used a condom.”

“Two, three… Ah, it’s five times.”

Lager tidied up the oversized condoms and headed to the bathroom.

I hugged the blanket, still gently stroking my trembling lower abdomen, and muttered to myself.

“…Score.”

Although spitting out words wasn’t a trigger, recalling the visualized word was quite helpful in drawing it out.

Experiment Subject: How much does the score increase after sex?

Number of experiments: 5 times

And the results are…

[Current score: 5,722 points]

Before the relationship, it was around 5,300 points, so through five encounters, it had increased by about 400 points.

The scoring wasn’t that high.

…Is it a good thing? No, it’s not.

‘What am I thinking right now.’

Shaking my head vigorously to drive away the lewd thoughts dominating my mind, Lager, who had finished showering, came out breathing heavily like a sauna uncle.

Naked.

“Hey, cover yourself up a bit before coming out!”

“What’s the big deal? You’ve seen it all anyway.”

“This is a different area, okay!”

“Why? Are you getting turned on again?”

“What nonsense… Hey, what are you doing? Why are you getting bigger?”

With an apron draped precariously over his naked body, he lifted the blanket to cover himself, but it seemed to stimulate his reproductive instincts even more.

“Huh? Oh, oh. This is getting up again.”

“You crazy bastard….”

“What about another round?”

“No!”

“Then what should I do with this?”

“Figure it out yourself. Go play with yourself or something….”

It’s unreasonable to do it again after already doing it five times, even for an ape.

I left the sulking Lager behind and hurried to the bathroom. I locked the door carefully in case I couldn’t control my desires and jumped into the bathroom.

After showering with warm water, I ran to the dressing room, put on clothes, took out couple pajamas, put on a cardigan over them to cover my bare skin, and tied the apron meticulously.

Fully armed, I came out, only to see Lager looking quite disappointed.

“What’s with all that? Aren’t you being too distant?”

“I won’t allow it anymore today. No undressing. No intercourse.”

“If I let only this guy out and you do it orally after pulling down my pants, it satisfies the condition of ‘no undressing, no intercourse.’”

“Lager, want to see something amazing? I can now create a knife just by imagining it.”

“Oh…. That’s quite fierce.”

As expected, persuasion is far away, but raw meat is close.

“Since I made beef bone soup with the leftovers today, let’s eat it with the kimchi you made today.”

“You made kimchi today?”

“It might turn out delicious.”

“Of course it will, you made it.”

I didn’t like hearing perverted words, but strangely, when he said things like that, it looked cool.

No.

Don’t be fooled by perverts.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“You’re good at cooking. I can really feel your skills improving day by day.”

“What do you know. You just say everything I make is delicious.”

“It’s delicious because it’s delicious. You really have talent in cooking.”

Unconsciously, I almost smiled at the compliment.

“Ahem. Just watch TV quietly. The soup is already boiling, so you just need to make rice.”

I press the cooking button on the rice cooker and turn the gas stove lever to start heating the soup.

And then, silence followed.

Lager sat on the couch, flipping through channels. It seems like there’s no channel that he likes.

It looks boring.

As I watch him pout as if he’s really bored, I can’t help but laugh for some reason.

“But Lager.”

“Yeah?”

“Nothing special happened today?”

Even though I told him not to talk to me, I ended up initiating the conversation.

Lager, still watching TV, slightly lowered the volume to focus on my words.

“Well, nothing special happened.”

“Who asked about me?”

“I… didn’t ask.”

“Is that so?”

I keep asking about things that I’m not even curious about.

“What did you have for lunch today?”

“Today, I had omurice.”

“Oh, really?”

“But it’s a big deal.”

“What is it?”

“The restaurant food, it can’t compare to what you make. At this rate, we might end up eating at home for every meal.”

“You’re joking.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his ridiculous statement.

But I still feel good.

“I’m going to reapply for admission to the academy. It’s a shame, but the chances of tasting your special homemade meals will decrease significantly.”

“Oh, really. Can’t you just not enroll?”

“Give up on academy admission because of food?”

“So what! I’ll earn a living for you for the rest of my life! I’m a talented person.”

“Oh, you can’t even talk properly.”

As we exchange silly jokes, a loud noise comes from the pot. I quickly rush over to turn off the heat as the pot is about to overflow.

“Hey, it almost overflowed because of you!”

Lager responded with a bewildered expression to the sudden attack.

“You’re the one who started talking to me. I was just sitting quietly.”

“No, I was cooking….”

“Ugh, I was just sitting quietly?”

I was speechless.

I know.

But why did I try to say something more during that brief silence, I don’t even know.

“You, you’re trying to make me want to talk to you!”

I forced it.

Lager widened his eyes for a moment, then smiled and got up from the couch, walking towards the kitchen.

He turned off the gas stove and checked the time on the electric rice cooker.

“There’s still 30 minutes left.”

I knew exactly what he was thinking, so I pushed Lager.

“N-no, Lager, this isn’t right.”

“If you pick a fight with your husband for no reason, you should be punished.”

“Hey, we’ve done it five times today….”

Ignoring my words, Lager grabbed my arm and pulled me close.

I tried to push him away, but the difference in strength was too great.

“Don’t, don’t do this. Lager, I didn’t want to go this far with my words….”

You little monkey, what’s the difference between you and a beast?

…I was about to argue, but Lager wrapped his arm around my waist and gently supported my head with his other hand.

Smack.

He kissed me.

“What are you thinking?”

He chuckled and stroked my head, then turned around.

“Y-you, you…. you brat!!”

My face, as well as my ears and neck, turned bright red as I ran towards him.

…Maybe, the real monkey might actually be on my side.

*

The next day.

I got ready to go out for the first time in a while and headed to the main building of the academy.

It was to prove that my abilities had returned and to submit my application for re-enrollment.

“Long time no see.”

She always came out during break time to smoke in front of the smoking area.

It hasn’t been long since I quit smoking, but even now, just seeing the smoking area makes me crave it again.

I briefly thought about buying one at the convenience store and smoking it when I miss it too much.

‘Who knows when we’ll kiss again….’

Because of that thought, even smoking a cigarette has become very cautious now.

Darn it, why does it make people uncomfortable like this….

As I grumbled like that, at that moment.

“…Miss Chloe?”

I met a girl who was familiar but felt so unfamiliar.

Neat purple hair. She didn’t have double eyelids, making her look delicate and frail, but her slender and weak physique also evoked a sense of pity.

My archenemy.

Dakota Kale.