Chapter 119: One Bite Each for Subaru

"Hey, that's too sneaky, Crusch! Didn't we agree no jumping the gun?!"

Behind Natsuki Subaru and Crusch, who were locked in an embrace, Felt clenched her fists with a flushed face, stamping the floor in indignation.

"Everyone's supposed to be fair, each person gets one day, that kind of—"

Felt was unwillingly trying to reason with Crusch, who was enjoying herself with closed eyes.

In the next instant, out of the corner of her eye she caught a fiery red figure passing by her, closing the distance to Natsuki Subaru in just a few strides.

She immediately recognized this person's identity... it was Priscilla, but what was she trying to do?

While she was still puzzling over it, Priscilla, without so much as a word of nonsense, cradled the back of Natsuki Subaru's head with her slender yet powerful right hand.

She turned the head of Natsuki Subaru, who had been facing Crusch, straight toward her own face, and then, without hesitation, kissed him.

At the same time, Priscilla glanced sideways at Felt behind her, her eyes carrying a mocking glint.

Why waste so many words? Rather than squander that idle time, better to hurry up and enjoy herself like this.

After all, she had already been unable to bear the impulse in her heart since just a moment ago.

And she was never one to make herself suffer—if she felt discomfort, then she needed to vent it immediately!

Through... her husband, oh, her future—

"Th-th-this, why are you all doing this?!"

Seeing this, Felt grew anxious in an instant. Of course she also wanted to step up and do the same thing they were doing, to forcefully indulge in Natsuki Subaru's caress.

But a touch of inferiority within her heart was at work.

Whether in the future or the present, she had always decided that her figure held no advantage compared to the other sisters.

Did someone like her really possess the feminine charm to attract Subaru?

She always couldn't help doubting herself like this, and she did everything timidly, fretting and hesitating.

"If you all force him like this, Subaru will be uncomfortable!"

Felt clenched her fists and spoke with a hint of anger.

But when her gaze turned to Natsuki Subaru, she realized that the Natsuki Subaru at this moment wore a thoroughly relaxed expression, as if he too were enjoying it.

"Subaru... say something!"

Felt said in a trembling voice, but whether he hadn't heard clearly or for some other reason, Natsuki Subaru kept his eyes tightly shut with no reaction.

Felt instantly fell into despair and turned her head to look at Crusch, whose kiss had been interrupted.

Yet at this moment she wasn't even angry, merely standing in place with her eyes closed, her fingers dabbing at her lips as she savored something.

"I want some too, I want some too, Subaru, come here!"

At this point yet another purple-haired girl slipped past Felt, came to Natsuki Subaru's side, and said with a playful giggle.

"Ahem, ahem, let's just call it a dream, a dream."

Hearing Anastasia's voice, Natsuki Subaru couldn't help but cough twice.

And at this moment, Priscilla, who was face-to-face with him, heard this faint sound and slowly opened her moist eyes.

Right now her cheeks were flushed with a rosy glow, like a freshly nourished sprout, carrying a trace of languid satisfaction.

"It seems our husband can't wait any longer either, so then."

In that brief time Priscilla had guessed a good portion of his intentions from Natsuki Subaru's little gestures.

So she let out a knowing soft laugh and parted from Natsuki Subaru for the time being.

"Mm..."

Seeing that a spot had opened up, Anastasia's eyes lit up and she immediately stepped forward to take up the relay from the two preceding sisters.

However, she was a bit on the shorter side, so she had to stand on her tiptoes and tilt back her fair, tender neck, presenting herself to Natsuki Subaru in a posture of devotion.

"Silly."

Seeing this, Natsuki Subaru's gaze softened. He bent down just to make things easier for Anastasia, and then quietly savored the taste.

In his perception, the three girls each had their own distinct flavor.

Crusch was a White Rabbit milk candy, soft and chewy and coquettish, with just the right amount of milky sweetness.

Priscilla was an orange soda candy, sour and sweet, carrying a sunlit warmth and passion.

Anastasia was a green-apple hard candy, with an unripe tartness that slowly melted into a clear, sweet fruity fragrance.

And right now the only girl on the scene who hadn't joined in was still standing there in a daze.

But she quickly came to her senses too—everyone takes a turn, isn't that also a kind of fairness?

If all the other sisters got to partake, then why should she be the only one playing it straight?

Coming to this conclusion, Felt made up her mind and marched forward, stomp stomp stomp, to join this party.

Of course Natsuki Subaru saw Felt walking over this way, and naturally he expressed his welcome, encouraging her with his eyes.

Soon Felt had arrived in front of Natsuki Subaru, but just as the two of them were about to make their next move—

Natsuki Subaru suddenly heard a call by his ear.

"...Subaru?"

And this familiar voice instantly froze him stiff on the spot.

His neck, as if it had rusted over, turned bit by bit, toward the corridor behind him that led to the stairway.

A frail, silver-haired figure slowly emerged little by little from the dark corridor, coming into the lamplit first-floor hall.

And with the lamplight illuminating her, this figure's identity instantly became clear.

"———Emilia?!"

Natsuki Subaru's burly frame shuddered in that instant—at the very moment he felt the greatest thrill, he laid eyes on the one person who could not possibly appear here.

This inexplicable feeling of being caught in the act really was...

Natsuki Subaru glanced at the fragrant, soft Anastasia held tightly in his arms.

As well as Felt not far off, waiting to take the relay from her sisters, and Crusch and Priscilla, who had quietly lined up as if wanting another go.

Good grief, what was even left to explain—he hadn't a leg to stand on.

But... just in case—and he meant just in case?

Clinging to a sliver of wishful hope, Natsuki Subaru took another look at Emilia, who had just stepped into the first-floor hall while rubbing her eyes.

He watched as her drowsy gaze swept over Anastasia and the whole crowd of sisters, and in an instant it turned sharp—where was the bleary look from just a moment ago?

And Natsuki Subaru watched with his own eyes as Emilia's complexion slowly shifted from pale to red, as if adding just a bit more kindling would make her explode on the spot.

Done for.

At this moment those two words were all that remained in Natsuki Subaru's mind, and uncontrollably his mind conjured up the image of his senior———Makoto Itou giving him a thumbs-up of approval.

"Subaru, what are you doing here? Why are they here? I, I..."

Emilia finally spoke. Biting her lip, her voice carried a trace of accusation, along with the pain of seemingly having been betrayed.

She clenched her fists tightly and looked at Natsuki Subaru, as if hoping he could give her an answer.

Tell her that none of this was real, that those women were inconsequential things as well, that she alone was the most important!

Facing such a gaze, Natsuki Subaru could only glance guiltily at the floor, not quite daring to look at Emilia.

"What's going on here? Subaru, just now we were the ones who volunteered to have you give our bodies an inspection, to prove that we aren't those monsters from outside, right?"

At this moment Priscilla stepped forward and draped her fair, tender arm over Natsuki Subaru's shoulder.

On one hand provoking the Emilia across from her with her intimate conduct toward Natsuki Subaru, while on the other hand verbally smoothing things over for him.

"Inspection... uh, yes, yes, yes, Emilia, they're all guests who arrived tonight. For your safety I had to thoroughly inspect their identities."

Natsuki Subaru almost let it slip, but he quickly caught himself.

What had just happened between him and Anastasia might have been blocked from view precisely because of the angle, so Emilia hadn't gotten a clear look at what had actually happened.

In that case, at this moment, there was a lot of room to maneuver...

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