As the car drove into the gates of the Kaneko Mansion, I took in the scenery that I hadn't seen in a while. Two years ago, I sneaked into this place just to et Otoha multiple tis.
I morized the route to her room and still rember it to this day. There was an instance when Hitomi caught creeping in. We got into a bit of an altercation back then because I was dressed in black and it's dark. But upon realizing my identity, she let go.
That fight ended in a draw but if it went on, I'd definitely lose at that ti. Now, however, I guess I'll have a pretty good chance to last longer against a professional like her.
Anyway, after that night, she started assisting whenever I would sneak in to et Otoha.
"Hitomi. Is the route back then still open? Maybe I can sneak in again tonight." I asked as the car gradually slowed down to the mansion's entrance.
"It is. No one finds out about it. And, Otoha-sama told to keep it open, in case you missed her after she graduated from middle school. Unfortunately..."
Her words trailed there. I didn't need to think to figure out what she was trying to say. Because I never returned to sneak in. It took more than a year before we t again.
"I see. Then, I'll have to use that again one more ti. Because after today... I probably won't need to sneak in anymore."
"Great confidence, Ruki-sama."
"Of course, at the mont, all I could offer was my unfaltering devotion. If I back down here just because her mother doesn't like for her, that will be a disservice to all of you who believe in . Besides, I got another confidence boost because of you. Are you sure it's not hurting?"
Hitomi bit her lips and shook her head, "It's not. But the sensation of you filling up is still vivid, Ruki-sama."
Hearing that, my lower body couldn't help but react to it.
While suppressing a smirk, I grabbed her hand resting on the gearshift and whispered, "That's good to hear then. And I feel the sa."
And with that, the blush she was suppressing finally surfaced.
As the car stopped and the engine died down, Hitomi and I took a minute to recompose ourselves before stepping out of the car.
She tried to open it for but I didn't want her to serve like that so I stepped out at the sa ti as she did.
When we stopped by her place, she helped fix my disheveled attire. I had to admit, it was quite a challenge to look presentable after our steamy encounter. She had changed into a fresh set of clothes, looking as if she hadn't just had the most mind-blowing experience of her life.
But looking at her right now, there wasn't a trace of what happened except the reddish tint of her cheeks.
Since my identity for tonight was a guest that had been escorted by her, Hitomi walked in front of , guiding towards the steps in front of the mansion.
The place was huge and it was littered with guards dressed in black suits as they stayed alert.
When we reached the top of the steps, a person was waiting for us there.
A butler. One slightly younger than Hitomi's grandfather. It was none other than her father. The one serving beside Otoha's father.
Hitomi stopped in her step and followed suit, looking up ahead. She then stepped aside, introducing .
"I brought Ruki-sama."
Hitomi's father only glanced at her for a mont before turning to . His eyes narrowed slightly but not to the point that he looked like he was openly scrutinizing my appearance.
His role was deeply imprinted in his mind and at the mont, my status as Otoha's guest was clearly higher than him.
Because of that, he eventually lowered his head as he received , "Welco to the Kaneko Mansion, Onoda-sama, please follow . Hiroyuki-sama wishes to see you first."
"I see. Please lead the way. But what about Otoha?"
"Otoha-sama will be at the dinner table. Hitomi, go to your mistress," Hitomi's father said with a tone that left no room for argunt. He then turned to and led the way, his footsteps echoing through the hallway as we stepped into the mansion.
I glanced back to Hitomi and saw her nod. That's her way of assuring that I don't have to worry.
Well, if Otoha's father wants to talk to first in a less formal setting, I don't think I have much of a choice.
It just makes wonder what Otoha's father could possibly want to talk to about. Is he going to try to discourage from continuing or it's just his way to learn more about firsthand? Either way, I just have to act normal and hear him out first.
The architecture of the mansion was a mix of traditional Japanese and modern influences, the ceiling was higher than normal but not too much that it felt like a castle. It had a hoy vibe to it. The floor was made of polished wooden planks that echoed our footsteps, and the walls were decorated in a simplistic manner but it had enough elegance to make this really feel like a conglorate family's ho.
Hitomi's father guided to the stairs and climbed up to the second floor before stopping before a door that was probably leading to Otoha's father's study.
The butler knocked lightly before opening it without waiting for a response. The room was dimly lit with a window on the other side wide open, letting the moonlight spill in, giving a serene atmosphere to the place. Inside was a large desk with bookshelves lining the walls. A man in his mid-forties sat behind the desk, his eyes peering at over a set of spectacles.
He was indeed the eccentric old man's son. This man looked like him if he was younger and more... serious.
In any case, this wasn't the first ti that I t him but this was certainly our first ti eting without Otoha next to .
"You're dressed up. That's surprising." He started once I reached a certain distance before his desk, his voice clear yet there's an undeniable hint of coldness in it.
"Is it? Well, I figured it's the least I could do now that I got invited to an event with my girlfriend's family," I replied with a small smile, showing my confidence and determination through my voice.
Now, let's see. What does he want with by calling here?
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