Why Not Make Both Twins 'Girlfriends'?-Chapter 3Volume 2 . - The Love Letter Predator...?

The Love Letter Predator…? 3

“…So, what do you need from me, Higashino-san?”

“Um… Takayashiki-kun, do you have a girlfriend right now?”

“No——(If you mean ‘girlfriends,’ then yes)”

“But you’re close with Usami-san sisters, right?”

“Well—(After all, I am dating them)”

“Do you want to date either of Usami-san sisters?”

“No—(I want to date both of them, not either, and I actually am)”

Wakana seemed relieved as she exhaled.

Sakuto thought it was a rather painful evasion, and he also felt uneasy, having roughly guessed the intention behind her calling him out.

Looking at her like this, he thought she was cute.

Not as much as Ayaka, whom he met the other day, but Wakana was also delicate and shy.

Feeling curious about it now, he wondered where she found the courage to chase after Hikari.

With a “fuuh”, Wakana took a deep breath and then made a determined expression.

“Then there’s no problem…”

“No problem with what…?”

“…With what I’m about to do—”

While slightly embarrassed, Wakana gently reached for the ribbon at her neck.

Her hand trembled and stopped for a moment, but then, with trepidation, she removed the ribbon and then reached for the buttons on her shirt.

After a slight pause, she began to unfasten them, one by one.

As the third button came undone, a rather mature-looking pink bra adorned with black lace was revealed.

It wasn’t as big as Hikari’s or Chikage’s, but rather, it was a pair of small and nicely shaped twins.

To sum it up, they were breasts.

“What—what are you doing all of a sudden!?”

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Sakuto exclaimed, hastily averting his eyes.

“R-Rather, I’m surprised you’ve been silent and watching until now…!”

“Sorry! I’m a guy too! But still, aren’t you embarrassed!?”

“Of course I’m embarrassed…!”

“Then why do you take off your clothes!?”

“This is the only way! It’s for a greater cause——-!”

I wonder what kind of greater cause justifies showing your own breasts.

When Hikari was being chased around, I thought she might be a bit of an odd girl, but this might actually be a seriously dangerous situation.

Confused, Sakuto steps back, but with her face flushed red, Wakana keeps advancing closer.

Suddenly, she grabs his left wrist with a grip stronger than he expected and pulls him forcefully toward her chest.

“Go ahead! Please, do as you like…!”

“Sorry! I’m right-handed!”

“That doesn’t matter in this situation!”

It’s not entirely irrelevant, but that’s not the issue here.

If Hikari or Chikage find out about this and it turns into an accusation of cheating, that would be a real disaster.

He still doesn’t understand why Wakana is doing something like this, and it scares him.

What does she mean by a greater cause—no, more importantly than that—

“Stop-stop! Let’s not do this!”

Regardless, Sakuto pulls his hand away.

“Please, cooperate with me here!”

But Wakana doesn’t relent. She pulls his hand toward her chest again.

“Why are you going this far!? For what purpose!?”

“It’s for the sake of our Newspaper Club…!”

“Stop——huh? Newspaper Club?”

“If it’s come to this——Then I, Higashino Wakana, am going for it!”

Before he knew it, Wakana had stopped pulling Sakuto’s hand and stepped forward with a swift motion.

If pulling doesn’t work, then push.

The determination in that step——

“Sorry!”

——doesn’t reach him.

Instead, with his left wrist still in her grasp, Sakuto counters by grabbing Wakana’s wrist, then he forcefully pushes both her arms towards the ground with his right hand as well.

This is a technique called “kotegaeshi (wrist lock twist)” in Aikido. It’s also learned as a form of self-defense.

Sakuto moves behind her while twisting Wakana’s arm. It’s like when a criminal, cornered by a detective, finally takes a hostage.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch!? Wait, what are you doing!?”

“That’s my line! ——Come out! You’re there, aren’t you!?”

Having subdued Wakana, Sakuto shouts to the surroundings.

Then, from the thick bushes rustling,

“——Tsk… just a little more and I would have had it…”

Out comes a girl with a single ponytail, holding a single-lens reflex camera.

Since she’s not a face he has seen in the first year, she’s probably an upperclassman—someone from the Newspaper Club.

“…And you are?”

“I’m Kousaka Matori, a second-year…”

“Matori-senpai…!? I’m sorry, I…”

“It’s fine——Takayashiki Sakuto, please let go of Wakana. In exchange… you can do anything you want to me!”

Matori bit her back teeth in frustration.

On the other hand, Sakuto decided to be true to his own feelings.

“I have absolutely no interest in you! I’m sorry, but it’s impossible!”

“That’s terrible!? I mean, I’m one of the good-looking ones!!? Don’t apologize!”

Matori was shocked by the blunt rejection.

Indeed, she wasn’t… not good-looking, no no no.

“Now, let’s exchange it for that camera. Put it on the ground and step back. Hurry!”

Matori let out a frustrated “tskl” under her breath.

It seemed she had been filming the interaction with Wakana all along.

“Tsk… taking a hostage is cowardly…”

“You were the one who tried to set me up first, right? ——Come on, hurry up!”

It seemed as if a stalemate would continue, but then,

“It’s not like that… Matori-senpai isn’t bad…!”

Wakana trembled her shoulders as if she were a tragic heroine.

“I told Matori-senpai to film from there…! I’m sorry!”

“Protecting your friend is pointless, okay? I won’t be swayed by tears or anything like that.”

“Eek!? That’s a villain’s line…!?”

“Anyway, who’s the real mastermind?”

“It’s Matori-senpai!”

“Wakana!? You… planning to betray me!?”

To an outsider, it was no longer clear what was just and what was evil.

Eventually, Matori seemed to give up, removing the strap of the camera she had been wearing.

This desperate expression might be a sign of her desire to protect her kouhai.

“Alright, I’ll hand over the camera… but please let her go! Wakana’s flat br… Wakana’s breasts have been exposed this whole time! Please!”

“Understood. I also feel sorry for her current bre… no, I mean, her current state, so let’s make the exchange,”

Sakuto replied with a serious face.

“Don’t diss my breasts, you guys. I do have them, to a certain extent…”

Still holding Wakana’s arm, Sakuto cautiously moved forward.

Matori slowly placed the camera on the ground and took three, four steps back.

Sakuto approached the camera, and as he let go of Wakana’s arm, he picked up the camera.

Immediately, Wakana ran to Matori——

“Matori-senpai!”

“Then, I’ll be erasing the camera’s data.”

Matori grinned slyly.

“I’ve got it, I’ve got it! I was also recording with my smartphone——-!”

She took out her smartphone from her breast pocket and laughed triumphantly.

Even the usually composed Sakuto was irritated by this.

“As expected of Matori-senpai…!”

“No, no~ well done, Wakana! And with that, we’ve got a scandal about Takayashiki Sakuto, the top student in our grade! If you don’t want this video to spread——hey, what are you doing?”

Sakuto was staring at the ground with lifeless eyes, swinging his camera high above.

“Whoa—! Wait, just wait a minute! That’s my precious KANON-chan! It’s super expensive and I bought it with the money I earned from so many part-time jobs…!”

“…And? So what?”

“Please, don’t break it! You can do whatever you want with Wakana!”

“Matori-senpai!? That’s the worst! ——Takayashiki-kun, if you’re going to do as you like, do it with Matori-senpai…!”

“Are you planning to sell out your senpai!? ——Takayashiki, Wakana is ripe for the picking right now!”

Both of them were beyond salvation.

How… how ugly could you two be?

Gathering all the ugliness of this world, concentrating and reducing it to a pure hundred percent—these people were just that, Sakuto thought to himself,

(I see, so this is the Newspaper Club…)

Everything clicked into place.

“Alright, on the count of three, say your goodbyes to your precious KANON-chan.—Ready, set…”

“Please, I’m begging you, just don’t do that——!”

Matori’s desperate scream echoed behind the school building.