Chapter 110 - Hiiragi’s Father — Part 3 (2/2)

Hiiragi-chan rubbed her legs together.

Takakage-san seemed like he was about to say something to stop the conversation, but he didn’t say anything. I was wondering what he was doing, when he suddenly closed his eyes and started chanting sutras. I guess he’s completely given up… His way of escaping reality is quite amazing.

“How was it like with you guys, Mother?”

Smoothly, Natsumi-chan gave the killing blow.

“After I left college, we were dating each other while at the HRG company together. It was done about a month in?”

“Geho geho, gohon.”

Takakage-san choked.

However, I guess for two adults, having the experience done after about a month seems normal?

“It was quite early.”

“What, hey, what was early!?”

Natsumi-chan’s eyes sparkled.

“Airi, I don’t think this is the type of conversation you should be having over a meal.”

“If you don’t want to listen, then why don’t you just take your leave?”

It really is Airi-san that holds the power… Looking at Takakage-san, he feels a little pitiful. With Hiiragi-chan and I, I wonder how it’ll turn out. Will I also be the one that is whipped?

…However, even in the Sanada family, the father is treated this way. I guess a father is just this sort of existence.

The sisters curiously listened in on their parents’ story about the start of their romance.

Since the talks were just about over, Hiiragi-chan and I decided to leave there.

“Haru-chan, good luck!”

“W-with what?”

“Well, who knows?”

Hiiragi-chan was being completely played around with by Natsumi-chan

After giving a slight bow to Natsumi-chan and Airi-san who were seeing us off, a car came swinging by.

“Sanada-sama, thank you for today.”

Yoshinaga-san expressed his gratitude towards me.

…? What is he talking about?

“Mahjong… the master seemed to be enjoying himself more than usual while playing today.”

“Enjoying himself?”

Only the expression of him expressing his frustration and ruffling his eyebrows comes to mind.

“That’s true, he did seem like he was having fun.”

Yoshinaga-san agreed.

“Yeah. Being beaten so badly, it’s not something that happens often.”

Even if it’s just playing around, his surroundings were probably being considerate. There probably isn’t anyone that would want to butt heads with him. In the present, I would also be considerate when having private outings with my seniors or superiors. I understand very well the feeling of being a subordinate.

“Next time is golf, right?”

“Yeah. That seems to be it.”

“I look forward to it.”

Yoshinaga-san seemed happy while saying that.

By the time we were dropped off at Hiiragi-chan’s place, it was already evening.

“That was tiring.”

I completely agree. Once the two of us entered the room, we entrusted our bodies to the sofa. As silence continued while we held hands, Hiiragi-chan opened her mouth.

“About that… Seiji-kun, what do you think…?”

“That? You mean golf?”

“N-no… not that… the other, part…”

She was looking straight at me, so it seems the question was a serious one. It’s the pattern where if I don’t answer seriously, I’ll probably be beaten to a pulp.

“For Airi-san, she probably has her own thinking, however, we shouldn’t force ourselves and go at our own pace, right?”

“… Which means?”

“Let’s just continue as before, and continue in the direction of keeping things in order.”

“……T-that’s right. Yeah. That’s right…”

Is groping her chest safe? Since that’s not passing the final line, it’s safe…?

“… What, Seiji-kun. Your eyes are looking perverted…?”

“No, it’s nothing. However, it really surprised me when she put Natsumi-chan as a backup candidate.”

“Natsumi is a no! She does have high specs… but I don’t intend to lose.”

As I tried to cheer up the depressed Hiiragi-chan, she headed towards the kitchen while saying that she was going to make something delicious.

“You guys are close. You and Natsumi.”

“Oh? Are you jealous?”

She probably thought I was going to deny it, but I didn’t

Glancing at me, she nodded.

Since she was cute, I hugged her from behind.

“Ah, hey. It’s dangerous while I’m cooking…”

While saying that, she turned to face me, and we kissed 2 or 3 times.

“I love you, Sensei.”

“You call me Sensei when it’s just about to get good!?”

In the end, I was still beaten to a pulp.