Stealing Spree Chapter 935 Kiss Monster

After leaving the gymnasium. I waited a bit downstairs for her. She got her chance to escape and I even got to see Fukuda trying to chase after her. Chii didn’t notice him though.

Good for him, I guess? No. It was not good for him when he watched Chii run toward without stopping at a certain distance. The girl jumped in my arms as if she waited for long to do that.

And when I caught the girl, I looked at him without returning a triumphant grin. It’s not needed anymore, after all. If he couldn’t accept the reality that he already lost even before the fight started, then there’s no redemption for him.

In any case, we hurriedly left that area, to avoid other curious eyes that might see us. Whether he followed us or not, I couldn’t care less. He could hurt himself more, that’s his life anyway. But he would never see Chii in a vulnerable state. If I noticed him nearby, I would quickly cover her with my body even if we were not doing sothing risqué.

Fortunately for him, he didn’t follow us. He avoided another heartbreak.

I know… Sooner or later, that guy would try and confirm my relationship with Chii. Whether he went to ask the girl or , there’s only one answer. Besides, if he sohow lost control and he tried to use force on Chii, there’s that little self-defense technique that I taught them. From what I heard from her, she resud training her grip to deliver the most pain for anyone who would attempt.

The girl thought of resuming playing sports. Not baseball but softball so retraining her grip was also for that reason.

Anyway, I brought her into a rather secluded area. Well, not entirely secluded. With the number of students on the campus right now, there’s still a high possibility for us to be seen by soone.

Even so, the place was already the most ideal. It’s the sa place where I brought Nami back then, behind a gym storehouse… Moreover, I just couldn’t hold myself back… It was a certainty that I wouldn’t be able to spend that much ti with them today. Moreover, I might even leave for my part-ti job right after this ga because of ti constraints. That’s why there’s no other better chance than now.

“I saw your pouty lips and I… can’t help but want to kiss them.

“I’m not pouting because I’m jealous!” While maintaining her slight pout, Chii quickly replied but a few seconds later, she realized that her answer was slightly problematic… “Wait… I didn’t an…”

“Hmm? What ‘you don’t an’? Is my Chii jealous?”

“I said, I’m not!”

“Really? I said I wanted to kiss your pouty lips but there you are… declaring that you’re jealous. Tell , should I play along with that lie?” My lips curled up as I brought my hand to her waist. Slipping it around to her back, I pulled her close to .

Not knowing how to answer, the girl instead clicked her tongue and looked at in indignation. “If I said I’m not, I’m not…”

The girl grabbed the hem of my shirt, gripped it tight and pulled it down. Feeling the tug, I naturally lowered my upper body, leveling my face to hers.

Perhaps annoyed at how I didn’t reply to her, indicating that I stood by what I said previously, the girl’s expression turned complicated.

Part of her possibly wanted to concede and honestly admit that she’s jealous while the other part wanted to see concede to her even if it’s just on this occasion.

And what better path should I take? Obviously, towards her satisfaction. “Alright, I believe you, my Chii is not jealous. Can I kiss you now?”

As soon as I said that, I took in her entire appearance and let my eyes admire her fully. Chii was in a rather ta outfit today compared to what her gyaru friends were wearing. When I said ta, it’s not the overly flashy appearance where eyes wouldn’t be able to resist checking her out. It’s more like a casual outfit she’d wear if she’s not perceived as a gyaru. Furthermore, apart from her hair and the light touch of make-up, the girl would hardly be mistaken for a gyaru.

Although I already got used to and beca sowhat fond of her contrasting behavior while wearing her uniform like a gyaru, she’s also great this way.

“You kiss monster. Every ti, you keep on asking for a kiss.”

“Is that bad though? Our relationship started with that. I stole your first kiss.”

“… You stole it and you kept on doing it every single day. No, every single mont you found a chance.”

“My bad. I got addicted to it.”

“It’s feeding your desire, you an.” Chii pouted again. Talking about our past like this, I was also checking if she’s still affected by what happened.

However, I could see her lips curving up into a gentle smile as she slowly recalled those instances.

“Mhm. That too. But Chii… I enjoyed it. Even when it beca you who started initiating it.”

“I know that… If you didn’t like it, you would push away.”

“I’m such an idiot back then.”

“What back then? You’re still an idiot today… At the very least, you finally admit to it… That’s enough for to be glad.”

Upon saying that, with our bodies pressed against each other, Chii completed that smile before placing her lips on top of mine.

Imitating that first experience we had before reenacting everything that happened between us, Chii and I beca locked at each other for a good while.

By the ti we finished, her expression sohow turned lancholic. Her revisit on those mories already reached the point when I cut her off and told her that she was boring.

That’s why before her tears could form, I opened my mouth.

“You’re never boring, Chii. You’re a little clumsy, true. No, wait. Not just a little. However, I could rember how you’re always working hard… I could continue blaming my desire but I should fully own up to it. I found other girls that could also satisfy my desire resulting in giving you less and less attention… But that’s all in the past, today… No. Ever since I reconnected with you, I found myself being drawn to you… This idiot loves you a lot…”

Even when I ended that speech with another kiss, Chii’s tears still flowed down her beautiful space, ruining the thin makeup she put on. However, the tears that she bore today weren’t that of loneliness but joy.

Sharing that kiss for another minute while I tried to wipe the tears that continued running down her face, Chii and I then laughed at each other.

“Geez… That’s a cringy speech again. How many tis are you going to do that?”

“Every ti you’re close to tears?”

“Idiot. You always fail to stop it.”

“I know. But at least, you’re smiling beautifully whenever that happens.”

And with that, Chii found no words to rebut. In the end, we shared another few minutes before we separated. She’s going to the restroom to redo her makeup and cover up her swollen eyes while I waited for a bit outside just to make sure that Fukuda wouldn’t suddenly appear before going back to the school gates.

How many minutes has it been since they arrived? Looking at the clock on my phone… 13 minutes and counting. Furthermore, there were 10 missed calls and at least 20 ssages all from Setsuna.

That girl was persistent.