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Let me repay you
Shirogane... no, Reiko invited me to a family restaurant.
I agreed, thinking it was just a meal.
"I want to go too!"
Sakurai-san also ended up joining us.
On a weekend in the bustling city.
Me, at 195 cm tall and 120 kg.
And the two of them, out of their uniforms, looked even more stunning.
Reiko was in a dress.
Her black hair flowing in the wind, she looked like a model from an advertisement.
Sakurai-san was in a skirt and blouse.
Her pure aura was the same as when she wore her school uniform.
"Hey, look at that..."
"Fat guy with two beautiful girls..."
"What's going on, I wonder..."
"Maybe they're rich..."
The whispers of passersby reached my ears.
But I didn't mind.
In fact, I was slightly enjoying this situation.
"Ryuji-kun's appetite is amazing," Reiko said, smiling as she watched me eat.
"Because I was hungry," I replied.
"Really, you have no shame!" Sakurai-san said, but her eyes were smiling.
"Oh, right," Sakurai-san suddenly said, as if remembering something.
"I want to call you Ryuji-kun too."
"Huh?"
"Because it's not fair that only Reiko gets to."
At her words, Reiko showed a slightly troubled expression.
"So, can I call you Misaki?" I asked.
"Yeah!" Misaki nodded happily.
"But at school, let's keep it as it is, okay?"
"Sure. Sakurai-san and Shirogane-san sounds more formal."
"Maybe it's better that way," I said, and the three of us laughed.
"Really, Ryuji-kun, you eat so much," Misaki laughed.
"Are you exercising, Ryuji-kun?"
"Well..." I hesitated, not wanting to reveal that I do push-ups every morning and walk to school.
I somehow wanted to keep the image of being an otaku who's bad at sports.
"Hey, since we're here, why don't you come to my house?" Reiko suddenly suggested.
"Both of you, come over."
"Really? That's okay?"
"Of course. My parents are usually not home on weekends."
The daughter of an apparel company president.
The weight of her words somehow came through.
"How about it, Misaki?"
"Yeah, I want to go! I've been wanting to see your new flute," Misaki said.
"Then it's decided," Reiko said, her eyes sparkling with joy.
"Ryuji-kun will like my room, I think."
At her words, I felt a strange thrill.
In the midst of the city's noise, anticipation for the secret time that was about to begin quietly swelled within me.
"Wow..." I couldn't help but exclaim as we stood in front of the Shirogane residence.
A grand mansion that stood out even in the high-end residential area.
It looked like a castle from Europe.
"Are you really living here?" Misaki also looked surprised.
Even her best friend was visiting for the first time.
"Well... I don't really invite anyone over," Reiko said, slightly embarrassed.
She pressed a security code, and the heavy gate slowly opened.
A stone path leading to the entrance.
A well-maintained garden.
Everything was perfectly unreal.
"Where are your parents?" I asked.
"Dad is on a business trip overseas. Mom is at a fashion show..." Reiko replied.
As we opened the large entrance door, silence enveloped us.
No one was there.
Really, no one was there.
As we walked down the hallway, I looked around the mansion.
High ceilings.
Antique furnishings.
Oil paintings that looked like the real deal on the walls.
"Reiko... do you always live like this in this house?" Misaki asked, concerned.
"Alone?"
"Yeah. My parents are busy, and the maids only come during the day on weekdays," Reiko replied.
At her words, I remembered Mr. Shirota.
A house too big.
Parents who were often away.
This loneliness might have been the soil for that twisted relationship.
"Oh, this is my room," Reiko said, opening a heavy door.
To my surprise, it was a space that looked like a typical high school girl's room.
...Or so I thought, but the size of the room was extraordinary.
It was as large as a living room.
"Hey, what's that?" Misaki pointed to a large screen.
It was a theater-like setup.
"It's... for watching pro wrestling," Reiko confessed, blushing.
"Huh?"
Misaki and I exchanged surprised looks.
"I... like it," Reiko said, her face red.
" Especially Kamiya's matches..."
"Wait a minute! The daughter of the Shirogane family is a pro wrestling fan?!" Misaki exclaimed, her eyes wide.
"Well... it's got power and..." Reiko trailed off.
"Sounds interesting! I want to watch!" Misaki said.
"Me too! It's so unexpected," I said, intrigued.
Reiko, the flute prodigy, the daughter of an apparel company president, and the school's Madonna, was a pro wrestling fan?
"This is a match from last year's end-of-year event..." Reiko said, slightly embarrassed as she selected a video.
We sat on a large sofa, the three of us.
Me in the middle, Misaki on my right, and Reiko on my left.
"Wow, that's intense!" Misaki cheered as the screen showed intense action.
"Right?! Look at the angle of Kamiya's dropkick..." Reiko's eyes sparkled.
Her usual expression was replaced with pure excitement.
Explaining pro wrestling, Reiko's profile looked more lively than ever.
"Ryuji-kun, look! This scene is amazing," Reiko said, grabbing my arm and pointing at the screen.
It was warm.
Her natural gesture made my heart race.
"Really, Reiko is a pro wrestling expert," Misaki laughed.
"I never knew my best friend had this hobby," Reiko said, slightly embarrassed.
"I... always watch it alone," Reiko said, her voice trailing off.
At her words, Misaki and I fell silent for a moment.
In this large house, always alone.
Watching the intense battles on the screen, unable to tell anyone.
"Now you're not alone," Misaki said, holding Reiko's hand.
"Yeah... thank you," Reiko said, her eyes glistening with small tears.
After we finished watching the pro wrestling match, the three of us remained seated on the sofa.
I casually touched the sofa.
And then—
"Ah..." I couldn't help but exclaim.
The memories this sofa held.
Reiko alone at night, facing the screen.
It wasn't just pro wrestling.
Adult videos featuring pro wrestlers.
Girls being pinned down by muscular men...
"Reiko... I used my ability," I said.
"Huh?"
"You didn't think I'd find out about your secret hobby from this sofa?" I asked.
"Please, stop it!" Reiko protested, her face turning bright red.
"What's going on? Tell me!" Misaki leaned in.
"So, Reiko, you've watched adult videos featuring pro wrestlers, right?" I said.
"Pro wrestlers in adult videos?" Misaki asked, surprised.
"Yeah. She watches them late at night on this sofa..." I said.
"Stop it! Ryuji-kun's ability is so mean!" Reiko said, hitting my arm.
But she wasn't serious.
"Show me! Reiko's secret collection!" Misaki said, eager.
"Ugh..." Reiko reluctantly agreed and started selecting her favorite adult videos.
"So... this one," Reiko said, choosing "King of the Ring Sex 2023."
"This black costume wrestler pins down a girl and..." Reiko began to explain.
Her expression was more lively than when she was explaining pro wrestling.
"Never knew Reiko had such a niche hobby," Misaki said, surprised.
"This is the 48-sex position technique combo, it's amazing!" Reiko said, her eyes sparkling.
On the screen, women in flashy costumes performed acrobatic sex acts.
"Wow! That's amazing!" Misaki's eyes sparkled.
To my surprise, she was really into it.
"Right?! This rock-clearing move is something you can't see anywhere else," Reiko said.
"Yeah! It's more like art than sex," Misaki said.
"Exactly! I think so too!" Reiko agreed.
The two of them were getting more and more excited.
"What do you think, Ryuji-kun?" Misaki asked.
"Well, it's definitely more intense than usual. But..." I said.
"But?" Misaki asked.
"Reiko is way more erotic," I said.
"S-Stop it..." Reiko blushed.
"Hey, this wrestler looks like Reiko!" Misaki pointed at the screen.
A long-haired black-haired wrestler was about to perform a dramatic move.
"She doesn't! She looks completely different!" Reiko protested.
"She does! Especially her serious face when she performs a move!" Misaki insisted.
"Really?" I chimed in.
"Yeah, really?" Misaki said, proud of herself.
"S-Stop it... both of you are so mean," Reiko said, hitting my arm in embarrassment.
But her gesture was really cute.
"Still, I never knew you had this hobby," Misaki said, smiling.
"I feel like I've seen a new side of my best friend," Reiko said, slightly embarrassed.
"...It's embarrassing, so let's stop watching," Reiko said.
"No way! I want to watch more!" Misaki protested.
"Me too!" I said.
In the end, we spent the night watching Reiko's secret collection.
In a room of a luxurious mansion, we were engrossed in the intense action.
It was a surreal scene, but strangely comforting.
This is all thanks to my ability.
If I hadn't touched the sofa, I would never have known about Reiko's cute hobby.
Sometimes, Reiko would glance at me shyly.
Misaki was still engrossed in the screen.
I hoped this casual happiness would continue.
As the excitement of the catfight subsided.
"Hey, Ryuji-kun," Reiko said, her voice strangely seductive.
"We're good at massages, you know," Reiko said.
"Really? You and Reiko often give each other massages," Misaki said, her eyes sparkling.
"Ryuji-kun's shoulders look tense..." Reiko said.
"We'll both give you a massage," Misaki suggested.
I had no reason to refuse.
How many boys in the school could refuse a massage from two of the "Three Princesses"?
"Then... please," I said, nervous.
Misaki and Reiko stood behind me.
"Reiko, I'll do the left shoulder," Misaki said.
"Okay, I'll do the right," Reiko replied.
...They were too in sync, weren't they?
"Alright, here we go?" Reiko said.
"Ah..." I couldn't help but exclaim.
Their finger work was too perfect.
"Wow, you're really tense," Reiko said.
"You always push yourself too hard, don't you?" Misaki said.
"Ugh..." I couldn't refute their accurate observations.
"But, the other day, you did it for us..." Reiko's voice was gentle.
"So, as a thank you," Misaki whispered.
"Does it feel good?" Reiko asked.
"Y-Yeah..." I couldn't help but admit.
The fingers of the two girls, admired by the entire school, gently and sometimes firmly massaged my shoulders.
It was a luxurious, blissful time.
Even if this was a dream, I didn't want to wake up.
But the warmth and the scent of the two girls taught me that this situation was real.
In the silence of the room, only my voice and the two girls' soft laughter echoed.
"It's late, so why don't you stay over?" Reiko suggested.
Misaki and I exchanged glances.
"But we don't have any clothes to change into," I said.
"Don't worry, we have bathrobes. They're quite high-end," Reiko replied.
As expected of the Shirogane family.
"Besides, since we're here, why don't we use the pool?" Reiko suggested.
"Pool?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah. It's underground," Reiko replied.
As we went down to the basement, an unbelievable sight unfolded before us.
A indoor pool that looked like it belonged in a resort hotel.
Indirect lighting from the ceiling reflected on the water surface, creating a magical atmosphere.
"Amazing..." Misaki said, her eyes wide.
"Didn't know there was a pool here," I said, equally surprised.
"Changing rooms are over there," Reiko said, pointing to a dressing room.
Inside, there were several new swimsuits.
"Sometimes, Mom's models use them," Reiko explained.
I decided to stay in my bathrobe and relax on a deck chair by the poolside.
The temperature-controlled indoor pool.
The shimmering water surface.
What luxury.
"Ryuji-kun, how is it?" Reiko asked, turning around.
"W-Wait a minute..." I was at a loss for words at the sight of the two of them.
Model-like figure Reiko and pure beauty with a healthy charm Misaki.
"Do we look good?" Reiko asked.
"Yeah... I want to memorize this sight," I honestly replied.
The two of them smiled satisfactorily and entered the pool.
Their reflections on the water surface looked like mermaids.
"Ryuji-kun, aren't you coming in?" Misaki asked.
"No, I'm..." I replied.
"Then, how about we give you a massage here?" Misaki suggested.
"Massage by the poolside? That's too luxurious," I said.
"It's fine, since we're here," Misaki insisted.
Misaki and Reiko sat on either side of me on the deck chair.
Again, their perfect finger work began.
Being sandwiched between the two of them in swimsuits, this massage was too erotic.
"Ah..." I couldn't help but exclaim.
Misaki and Reiko's skilled hands were driving me wild.
"Hmm... Ryuji-kun's cock is twitching," Misaki said, her hands skillfully stroking me.
"Hmm... it's getting bigger. It must feel good," Reiko said, smiling.
Misaki and Reiko's hands were like those of a skilled therapist, gentle yet firm.
"Ahh... it's too much..." I couldn't help but admit.
My cock was getting harder and harder, pre-cum leaking out and making it slippery.
"Ryuji-kun's here is so sensitive," Reiko said, surprised.
Indeed, even a slight touch made it react excessively.
Before I knew it, my swim trunks were pushed down to my knees, and my glans, slick with pre-cum, was being stimulated.
"Ahh!" I couldn't help but cry out.
"Hey, should we make him cum like this?" Misaki suggested.
Normally, I would have refused, but in this state, I had no power to resist.
In fact, I wanted to enjoy this situation.
"Yeah... please," I begged.
The two of them nodded and increased the intensity of their hand movements.
Their fingertips rolled my glans, stroked my shaft, and each time, pleasure shot through my body.
"Ahh... I can't take it anymore... I'm cumming!" I exclaimed.
At that moment, my vision went white.
The pleasure was so intense that I couldn't think of anything.
"Wow... that's a lot..." Misaki exclaimed, surprised.
A large amount of cum shot out of my cock, splashing onto the pool's water surface.
"Hmm... that was a beautiful orgasm," Reiko said, smiling as she stroked my cock.
It was still hard in her hand.
Reiko didn't stop her stroking.
"Wait... really... ahh!" I cried out, my body convulsing as I cum again.
"Eek!" Misaki exclaimed.
"Wow..." Reiko said, surprised.
But they didn't make a face of disgust and gently wiped my cock clean.
"Did it feel good?" Misaki asked.
"Yeah... it was the best," I honestly replied.
The two of them smiled happily.
Magical lighting.
Shimmering water surface.
And the two girls' gentle hands.
Was this a dream or reality?
But this warmth was definitely real.