Stealing Spree

As usual, the car stopped somewhere deserted making it a great place for me to go out without having the risk of being seen by someone.

However, after seeing that we arrived earlier than expected due to the smooth traffic, I swiftly leaned over to the driver’s seat, taking that chance to kiss her intimately.

Perhaps expecting that I would do that, Hitomi activated the tinting of the car’s window glasses before answering what I did with the same intensity. Triple the intensity of what I did, I mean.

She immediately tried to take the wheel from me after all. However, I didn’t let her this time.

In any case, after failing from doing that, Hitomi reclined the driver’s seat instantly, making it easy for me to mount on top of her.

In less than a minute after our lips met, I once again saw Hitomi’s unrestrained expression painting her face despite the dimness of the interior of the car.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t see it clearly. It would sure be an exquisite sight.

Anyway, I just had to be content with this at the moment. Sucking on her lips and neck, leaving a mark on her unblemished skin.

In between the fight for supremacy between our entangled lips and tongues, Hitomi’s arms worked on taking off my top and she did that quite easily as if she’s already an expert.

And not wanting to lose against her, I took off the thick butler suit that she always wears. The interior of the car remained dim resulting in my sense of sight weakening. I squinted to my utmost. Enough to at least make out her alluring figure that was difficult to catch. To supplement me with more information. I used another of the five senses. The sense of touch.

One of my hands ran down from her cheeks, to her neck and eventually landed on her unexplored valley.

At this moment, my hands managed to reach the first base. But that’s not enough. I slipped my hands underneath her shirt to touch it directly.

While I focused on the changes in her expression, if there were any, my hand brushed along her smooth skin. And as soon as I arrived at my destination, Hitomi instantly reacted with a sudden jolt of her whole body. She’s that sensitive.

I had no idea how far we could go today but I’d definitely savor this chance.

“Have you ever touched yourself here, Hitomi?” I uttered a question at the same time as my hand grasped one of her breasts after slipping under the last piece of clothing covering it.

Her softness quickly spread to my palm, filling it up to the brim. Her sensitive cherry gradually hardened, poking the center of it.

At the same time as that, HItomi’s hands grasped onto my shoulder, one of which tightened on it as she tried to resist the new sensation spreading in her body.

My hand didn’t remain stationary. It soon began doing its job, squeezing and fondling it to get more reaction from her. And while waiting for her answer to my question, I returned to her exposed neck, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. Perhaps if we’re not in this dim location, I’d see a pearly-white, flawless skin trembling ever-so-slightly from the stimulation she’s receiving.

Because she’s taking her time to answer, my hand began doing its job, fondling her sensitive bountiful chest. By doing that, her reaction intensified, especially when her nipple got squeezed between the gap of my fingers.

Perhaps as her last resort to stop herself from moaning, Hitomi grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head up to seal our lips together.

And in line with her thoughts of returning three times as much, Hitomi blindly reached for the zipper of my pants, opened it and invaded it with the sole mission of grasping my length.

She succeeded, however… there’s not enough time left.

While she’s still trying to slip inside my boxers, I retreated from her shirt.

When she noticed that, her hand and lips stopped.

Hitomi’s eyes flashed a confused expression followed by a questioning gaze. ‘Why did you stop?’

That didn’t last though.

Hitomi eventually averted my gaze by turning her head sideways, breaking off from our kiss.

And only at this moment did she successfully answer my question.

“Yes… Whenever I would remember what you and Ojou-sama were doing at the back.”

That’s an honest answer. As expected of Hitomi.

Although the tone of her voice was still the same as before, it couldn’t be denied that it’s shaking.

“I love the honesty, Hitomi.” Whether she could see my satisfied smile or not, I had no idea. “Is it possible to take you out on a date?”

“I’m afraid not.”

Even though I also expected that, the swift response somehow pulled down my enthusiasm.

In any case, I stopped at that and just lowered my lips, aimed at where I was thinking of leaving my mark, sucking it one more time for assurance.

While I was doing that, Hitomi placed her hand on my head, caressing it gently. That’s her silent permission to do what I wanted.

A few minutes later, we returned to how we were before the tinting of the glass windows.

“By the way, Ojou-sama asked me to pass a message to you.”

When I was about to leave the car, Hitomi’s words stopped me.

A message from Otoha?

“Hmm? Can’t she message me through Messenger or my number?”

Wait. Now that I think of it, I haven’t received any message from Otoha since last night. She’s among the girls I updated about what happened last night with the girls introducing themselves to my parents.

Ever since I took her in again, she’s been one of those who would reply to me as soon as she received my message.

That’s unusual…

And because Hitomi picked us up, I failed to notice that Otoha hadn’t contacted me.

“Ojou-sama is back at the mansion. Hirokage-sama has woken up and told her to wait for him there rather than stay with him at the hospital.”

That didn’t answer the mystery of why she couldn’t message me… If I had to guess, upon knowing that she stayed there for days, he became worried for her daughter instead, not giving the girl the chance to say what she wanted to say…

“Her mother. Did she do something?”

“Correct. She’s suspecting that the nurse, Ruki-sama, last Monday is Ojou-sama’s… significant other. She confiscated Ojou-sama’s phone and banned her from accessing the internet.”

“I see… Can I hear what she asked you to tell me?”

Upon hearing that, anger surged into my whole being. Although some of it was directed to her mother, the majority of that anger was directed to myself.

Instead of learning of her current situation, my perverseness acted on Hitomi first…

I also couldn’t get angry at Hitomi… I was the one who initiated it. Hitomi only followed my lead.

“There’s no reason for you to be angry at yourself, Ruki-sama. Ojou-sama is not in any danger. I can assure you of that.”

And now I’m being comforted by Hitomi…

Before I could delve further into self-deprecation, Hitomi’s voice continued and this time, her tone wasn’t the same. She mimicked Otoha’s tone and mannerisms to deliver her message. “’Don’t worry about me, Ruki. I will contact you soon.’”

“That’s all?” It felt lacking. That girl knew that I was an overthinker…

“No. Can I ask for your phone, Ruki-sama?”

I see… So that’s why it’s that short… That girl, did she plan to make me worry first?

I gave my phone to Hitomi like she asked. And as I expected, she dialed a long string of numbers before a ringing tone resounded.

Without even waiting for the first ring to end, Otoha’s voice flowed into my ears.

“Ruki, you worrywart! I instructed Hitomi-nee to call here if she found you worrying after receiving my message. I predicted it right, huh?”

Hitomi put it on loudspeaker so even she heard that. Being called ‘Hitomi-nee’ by Otoha surely struck a chord with her that she immediately flinched.

Anyway, hearing Otoha’s voice truly relieved me. She could scold me as she wanted to but… this is a lot better than only hearing her message from Hitomi.

“… If you know that I will worry, you shouldn’t have bothered to leave that kind of message and asked me to call you instead. How did you even get a phone? I thought it got confiscated.”

“Hmm, let me borrow Ria’s line. Dumb-senpai is dumb! I have Hitomi-nee and I am a Kaneko. Getting a satellite phone is easy! By the way, don’t worry too much. I’ll see you soon. I love you, dumb Ruki.”

And as soon as she finished saying that, the call disconnected.

The girl was clearly out of her character… However, it’s most likely to assure me that she’s fine. She even predicted that I would still worry even after hearing her acting normally…

In any case, it definitely relieved me to hear her voice albeit cut short.

“Will I still see you tomorrow, Hitomi?”

“Ojou-sama instructed me to continue taking Ruki-sama to school every morning.”

“Can I still contact her using the number you inputted?”

“No. I have to return it to where it belongs before they notice it’s missing.

So she stole it to be used today… They truly went to great lengths just to quell my worry.

“I see… Well then, let’s talk more about this tomorrow. Please take care of Otoha and… also of yourself.”

“Yes. You too, Ruki-sama…”

What can I do? I still have to attend school and Otoha even prepared for a way to contact her just to make sure that I wouldn’t be eaten away by worrying about her…

They took great lengths just to stop me from reacting as she expected…

That’s why I could only believe her words for today… It’s kind of pathetic but I would be even more pathetic if I insisted on worrying about her without an ounce of solution in my mind…

I have to believe in her.. Like how they believe in me.