Hobby Modification App; Episode 9, Day 4 : I observed the girls with their new hobbies.

 　

    In the morning, as I was about to eat breakfast, I heard from my mother that our neighbor had suddenly moved out.

　She said it was really sudden, and she didn't know why, but they seemed very happy about such a sudden departure.

　They did not move their furniture and other things out of the house, and they moved almost empty-handed.

　They seemed to be happy to move at such short notice...isn't it?

　I wonder what it is? Did someone win the lottery or something?

　Maybe they got a lot of money and are moving right away so their relatives don't know about it.

　Either way, I keep putting my breakfast in my stomach, not really interested in it.

　As I continue to eat, I feel a glance from Suzune, who is sitting at the table with me.

　When I lift my eyes, Suzune suddenly looks away.

　Hmm?  When I greeted Suzune this morning, nothing had changed from yesterday in terms of the temperature of her gaze, but I wondered if something had changed in Suzune's mind.

　I wonder if our relationship has improved enough for us to have breakfast together.

　I guess we have been together at least once in three months, though I can't say that this is not a coincidence since there are times when we don't have time for breakfast because we sleep in late or something.

　I guess I'll find out tomorrow.

　It's a rare thing for me to see Suzune two days in a row while eating breakfast.

"Thank you for the food."

　I thank my mother for breakfast, take the dishes to the kitchen, and wash them myself.

　I always did it without caring, even though my mother told me she would do it herself.

　I think of my mother, who seems to be happy with a troubled face when she says that she will do it herself.

　...It's easy for her to be happy with only something like this.

　It is not about earning a favorable impression or anything troublesome but only about taking a position that is convenient for me.

　If the other party is also pleased with the result of my own self-satisfaction, such a win-win relationship cannot be missed.

　As I chat with my mother, who looks young enough to be Suzune's older sister, exchanging compliments and thanks as usual, the dishes are done in a few minutes.

　I told my mother that I had to go to school, left the kitchen, and was just about to step on the stairs to go back to my room when the doorbell rang, 

　―Just as I stepped out of the kitchen to go back to my room, I heard the chime of the house.

　...Who in the world would come to my door so early in the morning?

　With such a bothersome thought in my mind, I turned on my heel, went to the front door, and opened it.

　The sight I saw when I opened the door made my eyes widen involuntarily.

"...Good morning, neighbor... "

　There was Yukishiro standing there in her school uniform, holding what looked like a pastry.

　

    ―I walked with Yukishiro on my way to school in the morning.

　It is a scene I had never even imagined.

　She suddenly told me that she was my neighbor and asked if I could show her the way to school, since she had not yet learned the way to school.

　I had no reason to refuse, so I agreed, but it felt weird as if everything had been prepared in advance.

　She just moved in next door to me, and now we're going to school together.

　Something just doesn't click, and most of all, it doesn't fit Yukishiro's character.

" ... "

　I glance at Yukishiro, who walks silently.

　Although she seems to be somewhat flushed, her expression is the same as usual.

　However, her eyes, which are usually a little harsh, seem to be more relaxed, and she seems to be softer than usual.

　Today's Yukishiro does not look like a character who would shoot an extra-large frozen beam in all directions.

　I can't believe that the girl beside me now is the one who said to her classmate who asked her to teach her,  "...If you can't understand this simple thing, it's a waste of time to teach you. Take my advice, you'd be better off spending your time doing something else." With a blank expression on her face.

　The image of Yukishiro looking down at the crying girl with cold eyes did not match the current image of Yukishiro.

　As we walk in silence, I take out my phone.

　Then, I open [Hobby Modification App].

　I tapped the red dot on my phone that I guessed was Yukishiro.

　I opened my eyes to see the text displayed in front of me.

　There was 

[Name: Rin Yukishiro]

[Hobby: Masturbating while thinking of Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato―― 

　Was displayed.

　I flick through the other hobbies to see the same thing.

　Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato, Observing Keisuke Sato―― 

　And continue indefinitely.

　...what is this?

　　My thoughts stop for a moment at the endless number of things displayed on the screen, as well as the fact that she no longer has the hobby of sleeping and that she has several of the same hobbies.

　Without thinking, I turn away from my phone and look to the side. There is Yukishiro looking ahead with the same expressionless face as before.

　I swallow hard and look at my phone again.

　I press the button on the lower right that I think will take me to the last page, where I see [Hobby 252341: Observing Keisuke Sato.]

　Looking at the numbers with dismay. One hobby after another is added to the list of hobbies.

　[Hobby 252342: Observing Keisuke Sato ], [ Hobby 252343: Observing Keisuke Sato...

　As far as I can see, the number of hobbies is increasing at the rate of one per second.

    Beep beep beep

　Hobbies are being updated in real-time.

　It is a bit chilling.

    I glanced at my neighbor.

　―There was Yukishiro, who was looking at me before I knew it.

　Her expressionless face slowly turns into a smile.

　I can't tell from the color of her eyes, and I can't tell from her mouth, but I know she is happy.

　That much, somehow, I know.

　―Expressionless eyes are looking at me.

　―Her expressionless eyes are coming closer to me.

　Then Yukishiro, who was close to me, said

"... Sato, your eyes are beautiful..."

　What I see are Yukishiro's black, inorganic eyes. I don't know what she is thinking.

　Her emotionless eyes are reflecting me, and I feel as if my whole body is being devoured.

　I feel like a frog being stared at by a snake.

　...I'm in danger.

　I laughed inwardly, but I was determined.

　I don't know what's going on here, I don't have enough information about the current situation or anything, but―

    If she is going to swallow me, then I will just swallow her back.

　If the basis of the opponent's action is me, I have an overwhelming advantage over her.

　There's no need to fear more than necessary.

"―I think Yukishiro's eyes are more beautiful."

　I said this to Yukishiro, who was getting closer to me, and we were almost touching each other's skin.

　It was a stupid remark and I wouldn't have said it normally, but if I said it, it should have stung her.

　If it is something that Yukishiro thinks or feels, simply responding it back to her will bring her empathy.

　As is the case with Hiiragi, she is simply happy when others share her feelings, such as affirmation of feelings and actions, agreement, and empathy.

　Furthermore, if you can make your empathy into a form of praise, you can make your partner even more pleased with you.

　As it turns out, my plan seems to have worked.

　At my words, her dark, bottomless, emotionless eyes rapidly become hot and moist.

　We stare at each other for less than a few seconds, and suddenly Yukishiro's body shakes violently.

　In my eyes, I see Yukishiro's eyes are upturned, and she is about to peel off the whites of her eyes.

　As I watched her silently, Yukishiro fell down to the ground, shaking her body.

".....Ugh♡......gh♡...."

　Yukishiro is continuously stiffening and jerking her body even after she collapses down.

　I watch her with my hand on my chin.

　...Did you come just now?

　Did you come just by looking at me?

　I look at the phone again.

　If we consider that the hobby of [Observing Keisuke Sato] is derived from the hobby of [Masturbating while thinking of Keisuke Sato], then it is derived from her own sexuality, but is it reasonable to feel climax just by looking at me?

　However, I don't know why there are several, nor do I know why there can be more than one same hobbies. Above all, I don't understand why so many of the same interests are springing up here and there.

　After thinking for a few seconds, I conclude that I don't know for now.

　I put my phone in my pocket, then bends down and call out to Yukishiro.

"...Yukishiro, are you okay? "

"...♡... I-i'm fine♡......"

　Yukishiro's eyes, which were inorganic, had changed from inorganic to mellow as she looked at me, her body shaking continuously with jerking movements from time to time.

　Her cheeks were reddish, and she breathed heavily intermittently.

　She doesn't seem to be all right, but I don't point it out.

　I felt that it was better not to go any further into the situation just yet.

　Whatever I do, I do not have enough information.

　I should know more about Yukishiro's condition before I go any further.

　So I waited there silently until Yukishiro recovered.

　After that, I pretended not to notice the stain on the ground after Yukishiro stood up and went to school without saying much next to Yukishiro, who sometimes trembled.

    *    *    *

"Sato, lunch, you're eating lunch-box, right?  Do you want me to make it for you? "

　While we were chatting in the club room, I heard voice from Kousaka.

　Kousaka's homemade lunch box is a luxury, I think.

　However,  it would be better to sell them rather than to eat them.

"If Kousaka-senior is going to make it for him, I will make it too."

　Hiiragi says in response to Kousaka's words, looking uninterested.

　Ever since Kousaka came to the clubroom, this is how it has been ever since.

"Oh, Yui, let's play, shall we? I'll tell you, I'm confident in my cooking skills. "

　Kousaka says and strikes a pose like rolling up the shirt on her arms.

　As I recall, when she was an active idol. I think she was a regular on a cooking show on TV or something.

　I think the classmates were saying something like that, along with the delusion that anyone who can eat Kousaka's cooking is the luckiest person in the world.

　But still, Hiiragi had the advantage in this game.

"If it's a game, you shouldn't play. If I were to evaluate it, Hiiragi would probably win."

　At my words, Hiiragi, who did not seem to be amused by my words, suppressed her mouth.

    Even though she suppressed it, I could see that she was grinning.

"Ehー, I'm really confident about it."

　Kousaka says so, her cheeks puffed out lightly in dissatisfaction.

　It's obvious, but the ex-idol is able to make any expression looks cute without any incongruity.

　If a normal person did it, it might irritate you with its mockery.

"Please don't compare me, an old person, with the newcomer. How do you know what my senior tastes like? "

　Hiiragi says in a slightly cold voice.

　It's rare that this guy is so quarrelsome.

　She's a good-natured type, though.

　I guess it's because she's her love rival.

　If they are enemies, it would be faster to become an ally and stab her in the back.

　I seriously think so, but I guess it's not possible because of Hiiragi's character.

　I don't think that the good-natured Hiiragi can humiliate people like that, either.

"If you tell me―"

" ―You shouldn't. Hiiragi is really a good cook. She's really good at cooking, at a level that makes me wonder if she'll go into that field in the future."

　Kousaka was about to argue, but I stopped her.

　I know from six years of being experimented on that if it comes down to who can cook to my taste, Hiiragi wins.

　I'm not going to look away and lift up the obviously happy-looking Hiiragi, but I do recognize her effort in that regard. I certainly can't do it.

"Well, I don't think you can understand unless you try."

　I forcefully break the story that seems to go on endlessly with Kousaka, who is still dissatisfied and send Hiiragi off to the broadcasting room adjacent to the broadcasting club, saying that I have something to ask Kousaka since she has come all the way to the broadcasting club.

　

    I watched Kousaka, who went to the broadcast room first and nailed Hiiragi.

　The requirement was simple: simply don't come.

　Hiiragi looked extremely dissatisfied, but she listened to me when I made up some reasonable reasons.

　However, looking at Hiiragi, I wonder why she has not changed much from yesterday.

　I wonder why it doesn't change so much even though she has a second hobby, this guy.

　It's a big difference from Kousaka's change.

　I wonder if there is a difference between the case where she grew a hobby by herself and the case where I added a hobby through an application.

"But why is Kousaka so desperate?"

　I wonder what the difference is between her and Hiiragi.

"...... if it's your first love, isn't it just like that?"

　Such an almost inaudible voice of Hiiragi.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

　　With an uninterested look on my face, I looked at Hiiragi, "I see", I said then left Hiiragi alone and went to the broadcast room.

    *    *    *

" ! "

　From time to time, I see Kousaka from behind, who is sometimes trembling and tense.

　What I did when I came to the broadcasting room was to make Kousaka listen to my voice recording, which I had taken for fun in the past.

　Originally, the broadcasting club had a club activity called "recitation" in which we read a story and competed with each other, and I had tried it in the past to kill time.

　This is what Kousaka is listening to now.

　On the surface, I am letting her listen to it as an introduction to our club activities, but the reason behind it is different.

　　I simply wanted to see what would happen to Kousaka if I poked at [Kousaka's hobby of listening to Keisuke Sato's voice]. Is the reaction gonna be different from Yukishiro's appearance this morning or not?

　In the case of Hiiragi, she seemed not to have changed much, although she was always attached to me.

　There was no change in the distance between us, and she did not seem to be in heat when she touched me.

　So, I thought that Kousaka would not be like this morning's Yukishiro, even if its situation had changed, but apparently not.

　I look at the back of Kousaka, who is writhing on the pipe chair, holding the headphones over her head.

　Her blouse was sticking to her red neck, and the lace pattern of her underwear was clearly visible, probably due to the sweat.

　Kousaka's rough sniffing echoes in the soundproofed room.

　Kousaka herself may not have noticed it, but I could hear the sound of Kousaka's squeaking every time she rubbed her legs together.

　And I wonder if this is the smell of Kousaka's love juice because apart from the sweet smell of Kousaka's love juice, there is a slightly sour smell like a mixture of iron.

　It was increasing every time Kousaka jerked.

　It was obvious that she was in heat.

　As I watched Kousaka, I wondered.

　What is this difference? It may be just an individual difference, but I wonder if I am overlooking something.

　It may be that Kousaka herself has a high sex drive.

　Or perhaps the stresses of performing arts may have affected her?

　I think slowly while looking at Kousaka's figure, but I cannot reach a conclusion.

　While I was thinking about some trivial things, Kousaka shook her body so loudly that I thought she was going to drop her headphones, and her body tensed up.

".....nnnmmggh♡...."

　Kousaka's deep sniff echoed throughout the room.

　A few seconds after Kousaka's long sniff, which was so long that I thought she was draining all the air from her body, her body relaxed.

"....Haah♡....haaa♡...."

　I could clearly hear Kousaka's rough nose breathing, and the smell of Kousaka's lewdness became stronger and stronger.

　I wonder if she is aware of this.

　From her inner thighs, which are constantly rubbing against each other, I can hear the sound of her watering sound, and from her back blouse, which is completely covered with sweat, I can even see the color of her red bra through her underwear.

　If she is aware of it, she is clearly inviting me to join her.

　...No, I don't think so. I don't think Kousaka, who is struggling to press the headphones to his ears, has time to do so.

　Well, I am going to be infected with Kousaka's heat if I look at her any longer.

　I murmured to Kousaka, slowly and quietly got up from my seat and went back to the clubroom.

　―In the end, Kousaka came back just before the end of the club activities.

　It seems that she had made some adjustments before coming back here, and there was nothing wrong with her clothes.

"Sato, can I take this back home with me? "

　Kousaka said as soon as she came back to the clubroom, holding the CD-R with my voice on it as if it were a treasure.

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