Stealing Spree

I leaned back in my chair, smirking at Mutsumi-senpai’s playfulness. "I suppose it is. Still, I can’t help but feel like there’s more to this than you’re letting on. How much did my mother tell you about me, senpai?"

Mutsumi’s smile faltered slightly, but only for a moment. "Oh, we had quite the chat. She didn’t hold back much. I know more than enough now... But don’t worry, Ruki. It only made me want you more."

She didn’t hold back, huh? Did my mother tell her the extent of my complicated relationships? Or was it just the positives? Knowing my mother, she’d definitely lean toward that.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued but also cautious as I playfully warned her, "That sounds dangerous, Senpai."

She shouldn’t get burned with me when she could easily jump away, right? But then again, I can’t deny that I’m also looking forward to meeting her again.

Mutsumi should be in the same college as Juri and Setsuna-nee, just in a different department. Maybe I could ask if they know her? There’s also Shiina and Sara...

"Maybe. But I like living dangerously." She gave me a wink before stretching her arms above her head, revealing more of her toned, petite figure. "Anyway, enough about that. Tell me, what’ve you been up to lately? I heard you’re going up against an influential family. Are you going to be fine?"

Heh. So, was that something my mother told her? Or did she hear it from the others?

I don’t want her to worry about me unnecessarily so... I can just tell her that it’s not serious.

"Mutsumi-senpai, do I not look fine? I am the most shameless guy you’ve met. No matter who, I can stand my ground. Besides... It’s for another girl." I chuckled softly but that last part put my lips into a wry smile.

Mutsumi-senpai stared at me for a moment before thoughtfully nodding, "I figured that it concerned one of your girls. You must’ve been so busy these days. It took you a day to contact me."

"You could say that. It’s been quite... eventful. Akane’s asleep now, though. So it’s just you and me." I put on my usual smile, reassuring her that it wasn’t serious.

Mutsumi was also quite considerate as she didn’t push the topic anymore. Instead, her tone shifted slightly, becoming more sultry.

"Just the way I like it. And here I was thinking you might’ve forgotten about me." The camera dangerously lowered down, a few inches below her chin. The outline of her flawless neck and the glimpse of her mound came into my view.

"Impossible. How can I forget my wonderful senior?" I replied in a low voice, matching hers. "You’ve been on my mind. But you already knew that, didn’t you?"

She brought the camera back up, her face now filling most of the screen. "I know, but it’s still nice to hear you say it, Ruki."

Then, her expression softened for a moment, the playful banter giving way to something more sincere. Her earlier seductiveness pushed down, "Ruki... when we see each other again, I want more than just teasing. I want us to... take our time. Can we do that?"

I met her gaze through the screen. I understand the depth of her words. This woman... Her longing for me was the same.

"I understand, Mutsumi-senpai. I’ll make sure we do."

There was a moment of silence between us, a comfortable one before she spoke again. "You always know how to say the right thing, don’t you? If I reckon, this is your glib tongue that everyone always praises."

I flashed a grin, not denying anything. "That’s how it is. I can’t really turn that off, can I? In any case, I’ll make sure our next meeting is something special. I promise."

She nodded, her expression still soft but with that familiar spark of mischief in her eyes. "Good. Because I’ve been waiting for it."

After this, we chatted a bit longer. The conversation flowed easily. Sometimes playful and sometimes serious. I learned about her college life and what she’s busy with.

Apparently, she also took up a part-time job, honing her skills in designing. That’s her department.

Soon enough, her eyelids began to droop again, her earlier sleepiness returning.

"I should let you sleep, Senpai," I said after noticing her stifling a yawn.

"Un... Maybe," Mutsumi-senpai murmured, though she didn’t seem in a rush to end the call. "But I like to hear your voice more before I fall asleep."

"Don’t worry. I’ll be here. I’ll whisper and sing for you if you need me to. You can put your phone down next to your ear." I assured her, watching her eyes slowly close.

"Alright then. Goodnight, Ruki... I’m happy you called me tonight," Mutsumi-senpai whispered, her voice fading as she drifted off.

The camera, now angled toward the ceiling, showed the stillness of her quiet room. I knew she was listening to me as I began to hum a soft tune.

"Goodnight, Mutsumi-senpai," I whispered, continuing to hum for another few minutes before finally ending the call.

As I placed my phone down, I couldn’t help but reflect on the conversation.

There was always something magnetic about Mutsumi. Maybe it’s her boldness? There’s also her sincerity, and the way she made her intentions clear without any hesitation. It wasn’t that much different from the other girls but there’s still something unique with her. Furthermore, despite our lack of actual meeting, I could clearly feel the same warmth and attachment for

Her.

I’m hopeless.

Each of my relationships was unique, but they all somehow fit together.

With a sigh, I stood up and stretched, glancing over at Akane, who was still fast asleep in our bed. A small smile tugged at my lips as I climbed in beside her, careful not to wake her.

The night had been long, but somehow, it felt complete.

However, just before I also settled down and slept next to my silly wife, I remembered something else.

I sat back up, making another call. It didn’t take long before a familiar old voice answered,

Deep and formal.

"What might be the purpose of this late-night call, Onoda-sama?"

Who is it?

Hitomi’s grandfather and the eccentric old man’s butler.

As for the reason I called him... well, it has to do with my current issue.

"I’d like to call in a favor again. Can I talk to the old man?"

The butler’s tone remained flat. "You never cease to amaze me with your audacity, Onoda-

Sama. Hold on."

His words, while respectful, were tinged with the usual disapproval. He knew all too well how

I had influenced Hitomi. Still, duty called, and he couldn’t just ignore me.

A minute later, the familiar, jolly voice of the eccentric old man burst through the phone.

"Boy, you’re at it again, huh? Another favor so soon?"

"You can turn me down, grandfather." I replied casually.

"First. Don’t call me grandfather. It’s too stiff! Call me grandpa like my darling girl does. And

Add some warmth!" He playfully chided.

"You didn’t seem to mind it last time."

"I forgot, okay?" He huffed. "Now stop dancing around. What do you want this time?"

"I see. Well then, grandpa. It won’t be so much of a request as you know, I also don’t want to rely too much on someone when it’s a problem I made. Koizumi-san’s case is different. But

This time..."

"Stop beating around the bush, boy. I’m already old. I need to regulate my sleep now."

"Uh... Alright, straight to the point. I need some information. Does the Kaneko family have any connection to the Kujou family from Kyoto? And if possible, I’d like to know everything there is to know about them."

There was a pause before the old man’s tone shifted, growing more serious. "The Kaneko family? Why are you asking about them? Can’t you get this information from Miss Sayuri or

Even your father?"

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