Hobby Modification App; Episode 22, Day 10 : I tried adding a new hobby to the student council president

"―I'm telling you, the wound is still bleeding !? That means it doesn't completely heal! Don't you understand that I'm doing you a favor by continuing to lick your finger?!"

    I see a young lady in front of me, her slicked-back blonde hair in disarray, desperately trying to come up with some incomprehensible theory. 

    She tightly held my hand with both hands, her eyes glistening as she was about to suck my finger. 一Ichijouin was staring at my hand intently. 

    When I came to the student council office, as I was told yesterday, I found Ichijouin repeating incoherent words in an irritated tone from beginning to end, and the conversation was not moving forward. 

    If someone else had been in the room, someone might have interjected Ichijouin's ramblings, but it's just me and Ichijouin in the student council room. 

    In other words, there is no one to interrupt her. Even if I try to interject, she doesn't seem interested in listening to what I have to say, and the conversation goes nowhere, no matter what I say. 

    I guess she is making sense in her mind, though. 

    Ichijouin's words are always full of confidence. 

    In other words, in Ichijouin's mind, I am wrong, and Ichijouin's reasoning is right. 

    To sum it up, I wonder how she can justify herself so much when all she wants to do is to suck my finger. 

    Is it her personality, or does the effect of the application distort her thinking? 

    Well, I don't know, but I am glad that Ichijouin is doing this. 

    After all, she is a proud Ichijouin. It's possible to try many things with that much pride. 

    For example, how far does her desire to suck my finger go? 

    I think it is a desire created by the application, but I wonder to what extent it can override the pride of an Ichijouin. 

    I want to lay the groundwork for that. 

    Ichijouin was very attached to my finger, talking one-sidedly and not conversing at all. 

    I guess it was because I made her lick my finger yesterday. 

    At least she wasn't like this when I saw her yesterday. 

    ...I don't know what to do. 

    Should I try to push the conversation a little? 

    I wonder as I look at Ichijouin's golden hair, which gives off a nice flowery scent around me whenever I move. 

"―Are you listening to me ! ?"

    At the same time as she said those words, Ichijouin's blue eyes looked me straight in the eye. 

    I've been listening to you for a long time. 

    Now, what should I do? 

    ...Well, I don't have to think so hard about it. I'll just do what I can do now. 

    If I am currently being chased, 一for now, let's pull back and see what happens.  

"No, I'm listening. It's just that, even if you say so, it's embarrassing to be licked more than necessary, you know, I'm not comfortable with it."

"Huh? What are you talking about now !?" 

    I looked at Ichijouin, whose eyes widened in astonishment, and I smiled slightly. 

    Then, gently but forcefully, I pull my hand out of Ichijouin's. 

"Well then, I'll go first."

    I turned around and put my hand on the door handle to leave the student council room when I heard an impatient voice. 

"W-wait!"

    I put my hand on the handle and stopped just before I put my strength into it. 

    I waited for a few moments, but no words came from her. I had no intention of saying anything. 

"....."

    Through my back, I could feel Ichijouin hesitating. 

    I've just destroyed Ichijouin's finger-licking theory, which is not even a theory in the first place. 

    Now, what will she wager in this situation?

    So far, I have given her the opportunity. 

    What will she think and do now that the opportunity is gone? 

    I wait for a few seconds, but there is no word from Ichijouin. 

    I put strength on my hand on the door handle, and just as the door opened a little, she called out to me. 

"...W-what do you want?"

(何が望み, nani ga nozomi, 望み, nozomi, means wish, hope, desire.)

    

    Her voice sounded so weak that I could not imagine her usual Ichijouin voice. 

    She sounds like a lost child. 

    Hearing her voice, I closed the door of the student council room, which was slightly open. 

    ....My wish. 

(望みね, nozomi ne)

    

    The club was the first thing that crossed my mind, but I immediately changed my mind. 

    It is an unexpected result that I went in this direction, but I am sure that I have not yet established a good relationship with Ichijouin to the extent that my wish would be easily granted. 

    I could try to ask her, but let's see how she reacts first. 

    I turn around and look at Ichijouin's face. 

    An anxious complexion on a face that looks as well-dressed as a doll's. 

"My wish, huh... I don't have anything in particular, but if I had to say, I'd say I want to get along with Ichijouin."

"G-get along? "

    She seems not to understand my words, and I approach Ichijouin, who is looking at me. 

"Yes, get along. Like a finger-licking partner. Uh, I think it's a bit of an exaggeration to say that."

    With this remark, I held up my right index finger in front of Ichijouin's eyes, trying to keep a gentle face. 

    Ichijouin's throat moved, and I felt her swallow a mouthful of saliva. 

"Fi, finger-licking partner?? "

"I guess I should say, friends? "

    I don't think friends would lick each other fingers, but I'll give you directions before we go off on a tangent. 

    It is important to have a relationship that can be described in general terms. 

    It shows that the relationship is not special, and above all, it lowers the psychological barrier. 

"F-friend... a friend..."

    Ichijouin muttered as she looked at my finger and contemplated. 

    I don't know why.  She seem to feel something special about the word "friend" rather than repeating it to me. 

    Maybe she doesn't have any friends? 

    Although she is a young lady, there must be one or two in the upper class. 

    As her face started to break into a happy smile, Ichijouin made a startled face. 

"I-impossible! Sorry! I can't be friends with someone like you!" 

    Ichijouin turned her face away from me with her arms crossed, but she didn't stop glancing at my fingers with her side eyes. 

    What should I do? She already has a hook in her mouth. 

    Should I pull the lure or not? 

    ...No, don't bother thinking much about it. I've made up my mind. 

"Don't say that. You never know, we might be a good match, okay? "

"No, that's not possible."

    I put my index finger silently on Ichijouin's lips as she tries to deny it. 

    Ichijouin was unable to say anything. 

    I feel Ichijouin's lip texture on my fingertip. 

"Hey, Ichijouin. In the world, there are some things that you don't know unless you try them."

    I looked into Ichijouin's blue eyes and felt her pupils shaking. 

    I press my fingers lightly against Ichijouin's lips, which are tightly pressed together. 

    Although I didn't put much force at all, Ichijouin's cherry-red lips curled up. 

    Ichijouin's hot breath leaks out between the curled-up lips, and I feel a moist and warm breeze on my fingertips. 

    Ichijouin's eyes shook longingly every time the warm wind brushed my fingertips. 

    As I enjoy her soft and fluffy lips, Ichijouin's lips open silently as if tracing my fingertips. 

"...Maybe you're right. It's impossible for me to be friends with you, but maybe it's not a bad idea to give it a try...I mean, let's do a trial."

    As the tip of my finger was slowly buried in Ichijouin's lips, I felt her lick the tip of my finger. 

    At that moment, Ichijouin's blue eyes are wide open. 

    Her expression expressed that what she had been waiting for had finally arrived. 

    With a movement that could be described as intense, Ichijouin intertwines her tongue with my finger. 

    Each time, the warmth of her tongue was entwined with my fingers, and I could not move my fingers away from it. 

    Slurp- slurps-

    Each time Ichijouin's lips made a sound, I felt a wet and slimy sensation on my finger. 

    Whenever I felt the presence of Ichijouin's tongue on my fingertips, an indescribable sensation, similar to a tickle, went up my spine. 

    Ichijouin licks my fingers for a long time with an ecstatic expression on her face. 

    She has lost her mind. She gripped my hand so tightly that its painful to keep me from escaping, and she was moving her tongue around with all her might. 

    When I tried to pull away, Ichijouin's eyes widened in surprise, and she desperately clutched my arms with her arms, wrapping my arms around her full breasts, which I could have easily called massive. 

    Just as I felt her relief at having secured my arms, Ichijouin stared at me with azure eyes, lifting her eyes to reveal her fiery anger. 

    As if to embody her anger, her slimy tongue crawls wildly around my fingers, as if to insist that this is mine. 

    Sfffpp- Suck- Sipp-  

    The rough texture of the tongue moves back and forth across my finger, so much so that I think she might scrap off my fingerprints. 

    With the same angry face, Ichijouin's tongue was twisting around my fingers as if it wanted to remove all the dirt from my fingers. 

    ...I wonder if she can be this desperate just with my finger. 

    I guess the combination of hobbies is effective. 

    In any case, except for Hiiragi, the effect was demonstrated. 

    What I don't know is whether the rate of change will be larger if I add more hobbies. 

    I guess it is a matter of trial and error. 

    With the club situation, it would not be a bad idea to advance the relationship by further layering. 

    It would be the best of both worlds if I can get the verification and solve the club situation. 

(best of both worlds, the benefits of widely differing situations, enjoyed simultaneously.)

    With the hand that is not in Ichijouin's grasp, I take out my cell phone and opens the [Hobby Modification App]. 

    Then, I tap the red dot on my phone, which is probably Ichijouin, and open up the "Hobby modification" screen. I tap the part marked [Hobby 4:] and modified it to [Hobby 4: Drinking Keisuke Sato's bodily fluids]. 

    It's might not as immediate as before, but it's probably enough to drive a wedge. 

    So I let Ichijouin lick my finger and gather saliva in my mouth. 

    The moment I had enough, I pulled her arms around myself and pulled Ichijouin's entangled body in my arms, twisted my wrists, pulled my fingers out of Ichijouin's mouth, and thrust my tongue into Ichijouin's half-opened lips. 

"!!!―"

    Her blue eyes turned to the color of surprise in front of me. 

    As I observed her, I poured the saliva in my mouth into Ichijouin's mouth and pulled my tongue out of her mouth to prevent her from biting my tongue. 

    Ichijouin's eyes widened, and she looked confused. 

    With that expression, Ichijouin gulps and swallows my saliva. 

"......Ah, gh♡ "

    At that moment, Ichijouin's eyes looked in the direction of the day after tomorrow, and then they turned inside out. 

    I hugged her tightly and looked at Ichijouin, who was shaking her body tremblingly as she stood up. 

    ...I didn't expect such an immediate effect, but I was surprised that it works so well. 

    Or is this just an individual difference? 

    I watch Ichijouin until her trembling stops. 

    Ichijouin looks at me. 

    Her eyes were fixed, but her face was so contorted that it was hard to tell what she was thinking. 

    

    I guess I should follow up on this. 

    The moment I opened my mouth to say―

"Sorry, Ichijouin―"

    Ichijouin turned her fixed eyes in the direction of the day after tomorrow and slowly fell to the ground. 

"Huh, Ichijouin!? "

    I supported Ichijouin just before she fell, and Ichijouin's body trembled. 

    The sound of spilling liquid kept echoing right under Ichijouin's limp body. 

 

<< Prev                 Toc                   Next>> 

Support me on Ko-Fi 

Early release for every tip.

TN : Thank you for the tip, Nico.

明後日の方向 (あさってのほうこう, asatte no houkou) is a Japanese idiom that means "the direction of the day after tomorrow." It metaphorically indicates ironically that something goes in a completely wrong and unpredictable direction. It also indicates that something/someone goes far off the point. For instance, an uncoordinated person often throws a ball at 明後日の方向 (an unpredictable direction).

If there is any mistake in this chapter's translation, just write it in the comment section, and I will fix it as soon as possible.