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We entered a private room at the cafe in front of the station.
It was a semi-private room with modern interior design, so we didn't have to worry about others' eyes.
"Ryuji-kun, sit in the middle."
Reiko and Misaki sat on either side of me as if it were natural.
I was sandwiched between two of the most beautiful girls in the academy.
My back straightened with tension.
"Here, ahh."
Misaki offered me a spoon from her parfait.
"Do you want to eat Reiko's too?"
"Uh, but..."
"It's fine, it's fine."
I was fed alternately from both their parfaits.
Along with the sweet scent, I felt their two different charms.
"Ryuji-kun, will you feed us too?"
I offered my chocolate parfait to them.
Both of them opened their mouths happily, though a little shyly.
After a brief silence.
"You know... I broke up with Hayashi-kun," Misaki suddenly began.
"I couldn't think of anyone but Ryuji-kun anymore..."
"Misaki..." Reiko gently squeezed her hand.
"Ryuji-kun, you've always supported Ryoko and Akita-kun, right?"
"Yeah."
"I like that gentle side of you..."
Misaki leaned on my shoulder.
"Your legs... must be tired, right?" Reiko whispered.
She was worried about my legs, which had been standing throughout the cheering.
"We're good at massages, aren't we?" Misaki smiled meaningfully.
Under the table, their hands reached for my legs.
Misaki on my left leg, Reiko on my right.
They began massaging my thighs with practiced movements.
And then, their hands began rubbing my dick over my pants.
My dick, already rock-hard inside my pants, sensitively felt the movements of their hands.
"Hmph..."
I desperately suppressed the sound that was about to escape.
Their hand movements were too exquisite.
Even though it was under the table, I didn't want the staff to notice.
"Ryuji-kun, are you holding back your voice?" Reiko whispered into my ear.
Her voice sent shivers down my spine.
"Don't... don't mind me..."
"But, look. This part is tense," Misaki's finger rubbed the tip of my glans.
Around us were the voices of other customers.
The BGM of the cafe.
The sound of coffee being brewed.
In an ordinary space, I alone was experiencing something extraordinary.
"Hayashi-kun... why?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"I told you, didn't I?"
Misaki's finger put a little more pressure.
"When I thought about Ryuji-kun... no one else would do."
"Me too," Reiko also stroked my scrotum, not to be outdone.
"Both of you..."
I desperately suppressed my distorted voice.
The parfaits were starting to melt, but no one had theä˝čŁ to touch them.
"Hey, Ryuji-kun," Reiko scooped up a new parfait with a spoon and offered it.
"Ah, ah..."
When I opened my mouth, the sweet vanilla taste spread.
Then, Misaki's chocolate parfait as well.
The two flavors mingled within me.
"Now, ours..."
I fed my parfait to the two of them.
Alternately, carefully.
Their expressions softened with satisfaction.
"Ryuji-kun is so kind, isn't he?"
"Yes. He thinks of everyone."
"But, but..."
"It's okay. We'll monopolize you."
The dick massage under the table continued.
Occasionally, my body almost jumped with ticklishness.
"You know..." Misaki's expression became serious.
"I told Hayashi-kun, 'I'm sorry.'"
"How did he react?"
"Surprisingly... easily."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah. I think he probably knew."
"That my gaze was always following Ryuji-kun."
At those words, Reiko also nodded silently.
"I... can't hide it anymore either."
Outside the window, dusk was falling.
Amidst the melting parfaits and the gentle flow of time, our relationship deepened further.Â