Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 289, Section 6: "Almost Too Late"

"...Sister Mami, what kind of strange drink is this again?"

In the evening, Mami opened the package she received and displayed the contents on the table for everyone to see.

The girls all crowded around, full of curiosity, to take a closer look.

Upon hearing this, Mami immediately revealed a smug smile and began to introduce herself.

"It's a supplement package that helps you restore your energy and feel refreshed."

"Isn't this just a regular wagashi (Japanese sweets)?"

Mio tilted her head, not understanding what was going on.

"Hmph, that's just an appearance."

Mami shook her finger triumphantly.

"Everything you see here, without exception, is made with special sake. It was specially sent to me by Shionji-senpai."

"A special kind of wine..."

Masumi twitched the corners of her mouth, recalling unpleasant memories.

Mami noticed the change in his expression, as if he had guessed what she was thinking, and nodded with a smile.

"That's right! It's the snake wine that Masumi-kun drank so much of last time, a supplement that can boost your energy!"

"Could you please not lift your hands up to your chest when you say 'UP!UP!~'?"

"Yokan, manju, monaka, kuzusakura... it seems like almost all of them are sweets with red bean filling."

"Oh dear, most of the sweets in wagashi are made with red bean paste."

Mami avoided eye contact and offered a casual explanation.

Saori: "I see. Asami has finally become a real woman. As your senior, I can't go over and cook you red bean rice, so I can only make some wagashi (Japanese sweets) that I'm good at to express my feelings."

Saori: "Let's add some elements that Asami likes, so we can share it with Mr. Miyazawa."

It was Shionji-senpai who sent it to congratulate her after learning about her situation; she could never bring herself to say such a thing.

If I told the truth that I had formed a connection with Masumi-kun, I'd probably have my limbs broken by Mio-san and be thrown into Osaka Bay on the spot!!

Thinking of this, Mami stole a glance at Mio, whose expression was indifferent, but Mio keenly noticed her gaze and looked at her with a puzzled look.

"Guuuuu!"

Mami nervously turned her face away. Seeing her suspicious look, Mio wanted to speak, but her timid voice rang out first.

"Hey, won't it cause any problems if I eat it...?"

Kuen Mirai asked, still somewhat uneasy.

"It's okay, it's okay! It doesn't break any laws! Since it's added to desserts, the concentration won't be very high."

Mami laughed it off.

According to the legal definition of "alcoholic beverages," it seems to only include "beverages" containing alcohol.

In other words, processed foods such as desserts or chocolates are not included.

Masumi thought to herself, "I have a feeling that this is a bit like exploiting loopholes."

"You have to try everything to know. Just be careful not to eat too much, but Masumi-kun can eat a little more."

"Why am I the only one getting special treatment?"

Masumi sighed.

"Because, in my memory, Masumi-kun has never been drunk."

"That's true."

Mio gave up on dwelling on Mami's guilty reaction and nodded in agreement.

"Masumi has a high alcohol tolerance; no wonder she's someone I like."

"It's just because I can control myself and try my best not to get drunk."

"Hmph, so you mean Masumi-kun has a perverse sense of humor, wanting to remain calm while watching others make a fool of themselves."

Asami asked a question with an implied meaning, her gaze towards Masumi filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.

"Huh, what does this mean?"

Future tilted her head with a curious look, instinctively sensing that the content of the words was not good.

“You don’t need to listen to this idiot.” Masumi sighed, rubbing her forehead.

It seems this guy won't behave unless he gets a spanking every day.

"oh oh."

Future nodded blankly. Having lived in the coffee shop for so long, as an outsider, she felt most deeply about how the surrounding environment gradually evolved into a love nest.

So she tries to keep her presence to a minimum. On weekdays or rest days, she either studies in the library or rehearses in the warehouse of the pawn shop owned by Arisaki-senpai.

"Then I'll start."

After finishing the wagashi (Japanese sweets) and dinner sent by Ms. Shionji, Mirai went back to her room alone, while Kaigetsu stayed at the dining table playing on her phone.

Rinne, Mio, and Asami were cleaning in the kitchen, chatting about something. It's a good thing that they had so much to talk about with the girls they liked.

Masumi found a spot in the dining area and, without interfering with or disturbing them, used the whole thing as background music, turned on her computer, and started writing.

Perhaps it was because I ate the wagashi (Japanese sweets) with snake wine added, but my body felt warm and my mood became a bit cheerful.

It's nice to temporarily immerse yourself in this state of physical and mental comfort.

Just as Masumi was thinking this, she saw Rinne lift the curtain and walk out of the kitchen.

She was dressed simply, wearing an apricot-colored knit top and light blue jeans that hugged her hips.

Her long, black hair was like raven feathers that had been washed, and the light from the fluorescent lamp shimmered on the ends of her hair.

After all, it was still chilly in the air, so only Mami could dress so casually at home.

"how do you feel?"

As soon as she saw Masumi, she asked him directly.

"What does it feel like?"

"Didn't you eat quite a few of the snacks with snake wine added?"

"Oh, you mean this? It's not much different, except it's a bit hot."

"That's it..."

I always felt that her voice had become inexplicably soft and weak.

No sooner had I thought that than the situation arose.

Rinne walked straight toward him, then turned around deftly, her back to Masumi.

The knitted top accentuated her slender waistline, but the light blue jeans revealed a rather unnaturally round and perky bottom.

Her full buttocks slid down in front of Masumi, and she sat on Masumi's lap as if nothing had happened.

"Rinne?"

"Really, you feel so warm."

Rinne wore her usual indifferent expression, but her words could easily make boys overthink.

He was speaking so clearly just now, but now that he's next to me, he seems to have completely relaxed.

Then again, she's like a cat that comes to bother you during work.

but……

Her behavior is absolutely outrageous.

Since Masumi was sitting facing the entrance to the kitchen, as soon as Mio and Asami lifted the curtain and came out, they could see Rinne sitting on Masumi's lap.

A typical heiress wouldn't take such a risk; what is she really—
Masumi then noticed that Rinne's cheeks were slightly flushed.

Could it be... that she's drunk?

But Rinne's alcohol tolerance shouldn't be that low, especially since she only ate snacks with snake wine added—

Snake wine dessert.

The memory of accidentally sharing my first kiss with Rinne and Mio at Ikaho Onsen is still vivid in my mind.

"Rinne? You wouldn't..."

Masumi asked nervously.

"Don't worry, I'm not drunk."

Rinne said calmly.

"so."

"I just feel a little dizzy."

"Isn't that a sign of being slightly tipsy or even drunk?"

"You're too nervous."

Rinne glanced at Masumi's face briefly before leaning back against him, using him as a chair back to relax.

"Sometimes I also want to... sit on your lap and snuggle up to you, like Haiyue does."

The Ice Beauty said this with a hint of shyness.

Her gentle and adorable yet willful demands, with their captivating contrast, caused Masumi to lose her composure deep within her heart.

"This, like this."

Masumi relaxes her body.

Kaigetsu's Wakayama white peaches are soft, while Rinne's Gunma Nagetsu apples are even more plump.

It felt like two soft, bouncy pieces of jelly pressing against my thigh.

"Masumi."

"Ok?"

"Shall we go back to our room?"

The heiress's sudden, coquettish remark caused Masumi to freeze in place. "Now?"

Seemingly sensing the emotion in Masumi's words, Rinne stared blankly at him, then suddenly blushed, lowered her eyes, and ran her hand through her hair a few times.

Like a little bird preening its feathers.

"No, I just have something I want to tell you..."

She suddenly grabbed Masumi's clothes tightly, her expression pleading.

"Okay?"

Masumi, of course, couldn't say "no".

Because I like it, I can't just coldly refuse.

Besides, this isn't something we need to resist.

"That's fine, but Rinne should take a shower first to sober up."

"Well, I see."

Rinne nodded, and just as she sat up from Masumi, a figure with long flaxen hair suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

"Haiyue!?"

The two reacted with a slight panic, almost simultaneously.

"Hello..."

Haiyue simply greeted him expressionlessly, her blue eyes as unreadable as the depths of the sea, before staggering upstairs.

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After taking a shower, Rinne wrapped herself in a towel and brushed her wet hair back, feeling a little better.

The instinctive heat that had surged through my body just now flowed away with the hot water.

Having made thorough preparations, she picked up the spare underwear she had brought to the washroom.

It's not just simple underwear.

Seeing this complete set of underwear, every single one of a hundred people would say, "This is the winning underwear."

The lingerie is predominantly black, a color she rarely wears, and is adorned with intricate floral embroidery.

The sheer, openwork lace subtly reveals the skin beneath, clearly not just to uplift the wearer's mood, but rather to create an effect that entices prey, much like an insectivorous plant.

Although it felt a bit out of character for her, Rinne ultimately decided to respect the decision she made when she bought it.

She carefully tucked the flesh under her armpits into the bra cups.

After all, there are girls like Asami in the coffee shop, and a little vanity is a must for girls.

After checking how she looked in the decisive underwear, Rinne changed into loose-fitting home pajamas over it.

"……it is good."

After muttering to herself, she left the washroom and headed straight for the third floor.

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"Rinne is here."

Upon opening the door, I saw a beautiful girl with long, straight black hair standing in the doorway, dressed in her pajamas after taking a bath.

"Is everything alright now?"

"Ah."

Rinne nodded and went into the room. After Masumi closed the door, the heiress seemed to have made up her mind.

"I see. So, what does Rinne want to tell me—"

The next instant, Masumi's body was suddenly pushed down by a pressure and pressed onto the carpet.

Rinne straddled his waist in a duck-like pose, her body firmly locked in by his plump, fleshy thighs, as if to say, "I will never let you escape."

"Rin...Rinne!? What are you doing...!"

"...Masumi."

Her expression seemed to be pleading for something.

“Listen to me… Masumi.”

"Hmm, um."

Masumi couldn't help but feel thirsty due to the current situation, so she swallowed to moisten her throat.

"I, well... although you might think I'm a rigid person..."

She stammered as she looked at Masumi's face.

"...Actually, I can...anytime."

Rinne spoke in a soft, almost murmured voice.

Anytime is fine.

That refers to...?
Masumi isn't so clueless as to ask that question.

Then, she crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her pajamas.

"Hmm, Rinne!"

"Shhh."

Rinne extended her slender, fair fingers and placed them to her lips.

"Don't make a sound, be quiet... Haiyue will hear you."

Although there is a difference in strength between men and women, Masumi was still unable to break free from the pressure of her legs using only the strength of her arms.

Rinne was like a chain, using her knees to hold Masumi's arms in place, completely robbing him of his upper body's freedom.

Masumi was at a loss, watching helplessly as Rinne lifted her pajamas, as if trying to force him to see clearly.

The intricate lace pattern, sandwiched between two triangular pieces of fabric adorned with black lace, forms a valley that can be considered a symbol of the opposite sex, making the peach-like skin even more beautiful.

Masumi could do nothing but hold her breath and concentrate on the scene before her, her breath rising and falling in sync with the movement of her body.

He felt dizzy.

This wasn't the first time Masumi had seen Rinne like this, but it was the first time she had seen her with such a clear will.

"...Look at me."

Rinne bit her lip, her ears turning bright red, and gazed at Masumi with tender affection in her beautiful purple eyes as she spoke:

"Don't let my appearance fool you... I mustered up all my courage."

Even so, she kept her eyes fixed on Masumi.

"While I'm not as exaggerated as Asami-nee or Ruko-san, my figure is pretty good for a girl, right? Or rather... it should be attractive to you, right?"

She looked to Masumi for confirmation, a little unsure of herself.

"Of course!"

Masumi affirmed without hesitation, but Rinne was startled by her loud voice.

As if trying to grab Masumi, she placed her hands on his shoulders, leaned forward, and used her long black hair to obscure Masumi's face, whispering:
“Too loud.”

"Feel sorry."

"Ah."

Rinne gently and lovingly stroked Masumi's cheek.

Thanks to this action, Masumi finally managed to pull his hand out of the knee's grasp, and with an irrepressible urge welling up from deep within his body, he embraced Rinne's body.

"Well."

Masumi felt his blood rushing abnormally fast throughout his body. Instinct bared its fangs in his mind, gnawing at his rationality and gradually robbing him of his normal thinking.

Feeling that slender yet voluptuous snow-white body, Masumi confirmed her own feelings.

He clearly felt both his love and his desire for Rinne.

So he whispered in Rinne's ear.

"Okay, I'll consider the time and place."

Rinne also put her hand behind his back and replied softly.

"...Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

In reality, both Masumi and Rinne may be longing for that day to come.

So for now, in order to suppress these feelings, let's...

Masumi and Rinne exchanged kisses, inhaling the fragrance of the heiress.

A few seconds later, their lips parted, and a gentle smile appeared on Rinne's lips.

Then, the gentle smile on her face began to reveal a hint of sentimentality.

"Should we do it like... normally?"

Her glossy, cherry-colored lips smiled as if inviting someone.

My heart pounded violently.

Masumi responded by gently biting her earlobe with her lips.

Rinne seemed to feel itchy, and frowned almost imperceptibly as she got off Masumi.

The heir's black hair was slightly damp, which inexplicably reminded Masumi of a rainy day when he squatted under the eaves and fed a wet stray cat a sausage.

at this time--

The door clicked open from the outside.

"Hai, Haiyue!?"

Masumi froze, and Rinne also looked incredulous. Their gazes met those of the jellyfish-like girl who stood leisurely at the door.

Oh no, this is terrible.

(End of this chapter)