Guide to tamming vilanesses-Chapter 46: Caught masturbating?

Chaos broke out after Yumemi dropped the plate on the floor. Her sharp scream drew everyone’s attention.

Hey! Something happened?" Tomoko called. The commotion got her attention, and they could hear her steps approaching.

"Fuck..." Shin murmured. "You, go to the bathroom right now. If you let Tomoko know about what happened, I will never let you touch my cock again," Shin ordered.

"Okay, okay, I will go," Ana said playfully.

Luckily, Shin had just enough time to pull his pants on, and Ana slipped out before anyone else arrived.

Footsteps clicked sharply against the floor.

"Hey, what’s going on? Where’s Yumi?" Tomoko asked, her voice edged with irritation rather than concern. Her eyes swept the room like she was already expecting incompetence. "And Ana? Where is she?"

"Uh..." Shin stalled, rubbing the back of his neck. "I think Ana is in the bathroom..."

"In the bathroom? Still?" A flicker of concern crossed her face before her gaze shifted back to Shin, and instantly went cold.

She saw the shattered plate and the bread smeared across the floor, and got even more annoyed at Shin. The tomboy assumed he had made a mess.

"Just what happened here?"

"Yumemi dropped the plate, then she ran to her room..." Shin gave a vague explanation.

Tomoko blinked in confusion. Nothing about the story made sense. Why would Yumemi drop a plate in front of Shin’s room? Why would she even approach his room?

"What did you do to make her scream?" Tomoko stepped closer, her tone turning aggressive.

"He didn’t do anything," a voice said from behind them.

It was Ana. She had just come out of the bathroom. Her appearance was slightly disheveled, but she was properly dressed, with her bra and clothes in place.

From what Shin could tell, she had even washed her face. He was surprised by how fast she had managed to do it all.

"So what happened is this," Ana said. "Your sister was walking with a plate in her hands. For some reason, she came near Shin’s room, saw him jerking off. In shock, she screamed, and the plate slipped from her hands."

"What?" Tomoko turned back to her brother, her eyes turning ice-cold. She looked like she could actually kill someone at that moment. "Why were you doing something like that with your door open?"

She stepped closer, eyes burning with fury. Tomoko lost her temper easily, and that was a problem.

"I didn’t do anything wrong!" Shin protested. "Ana was in the bathroom; she couldn’t have seen it properly! What happened was, she came to ask me something, but she walked into my room exactly while I was changing and got startled!"

Tomoko’s brow furrowed, clearly not convinced by anything Shin was saying. Still, she didn’t want to push the matter too far.

She inevitably remembered the day she saw him taking a shower. She recalled his massive size and could imagine how it might truly scare a girl.

"Anyway, you know Yumemi can be dramatic, so don’t worry," Ana said sweetly. "And Shin’s a boy. Sometimes they... lose control."

"That’s not what happened!" Shin complained.

"Disgusting," Tomoko said, her eyes turning ice-cold. "That’s exactly why I hate men."

Ana chuckled softly. "Well, I feel much better after throwing up. So, Tomoko, do you want to go for a bike ride? I found a new trail, they say it’s a beautiful place to watch the sunset."

"Oh! I’d love to go!" Tomoko’s eyes lit up instantly. She was always happy to spend time with Ana.

"And could you get the bikes ready for us? I want to take a shower first, I feel gross..." she added, making a face. "Oh, and... can I borrow some of your clothes?"

"Leave it to me!" Tomoko said as she headed out.

"Why did you do that?" Shin asked, annoyed.

"It was the only excuse I could think of at the time." Ana grinned playfully. "And I even defended you in the end."

"All you did was cause problems!"

"Okay, okay, sorry," she said, lifting her hands in surrender. "I just love a bit of chaos." She stepped closer, leaning slightly toward him. "But how about we make a deal?"

"A deal?"

"Yeah. I want some power in this situation, too. So let’s say this: if I help you with something you need, you let me play with Cummander. Fair?"

Shin thought for a moment. Ana was unpredictable, but she was honest. If she promised something, she kept her word.

"I want you to help make Tomoko like me again."

"Aren’t you asking for a lot?" Ana smiled. "Then in exchange, I get to play with it once a week."

Shin sighed, but nodded. The deal was technically beneficial for him. It was just irritating that Ana had made Tomoko dislike him even more, practically cornering him into this arrangement.

"One more thing," Ana added. "The word like is too vague. Do you mean just being civil? Or actually liking you? That’s a big difference."

Shin thought for a few seconds. "Let’s pretend feelings are on a game chart. - 100 means absolute hate, 0 is indifference, and 100 is total affection. Where do you think Tomoko is right now?"

Ana didn’t hesitate. "She shuts her thoughts out, but you’re still family. After today... I’d say 9."

"That’s extremely low," Shin muttered — though his eyes flicked to the system screen that showed the real number: 8. The fact Ana was that close was unsettling. She had a scary talent for reading people.

"Fine," he said. "Help me raise it to 60."

"Deal. But I want rewards at 15, 30, and 45."

Shin gave a reluctant nod.

"Well, I should go borrow some clothes and take a shower before Tomoko comes back," Ana said casually.

Shin blinked. "Are you seriously going to borrow my sister’s clothes?"

Ana looked down at herself, then back at him with a sly smile. "What? You think I can’t make it work?"

Shin wasn’t convinced, but before he could argue, she was already heading toward the door.

Soon, both girls were out, so Shin went to knock on his sister’s room. And to his surprise, when she opened the door, she was breathless, her soaked shirt glued to her sexy body.

It was clear she had been masturbating. This was another good sign.

Yumemi was a character whose feelings for Shin were constantly shifting.

She had a love for him deep down; however, she buried it. Not just that feeling, but most of her real self. She had carefully molded herself into a popular girl.

Still, Shin knew one thing: the moment her love spiked past seventy, he could truly move forward. Even if at that point, the base parameter sat at forty, all conditions were set for him to move forward with his plan.

Originally, his plan had been to raise the love slowly, until her baseline reached fifty. But the chaos with Ana had accelerated things.

In fact, he had anticipated something like this; that’s why he had called Ana over in the first place.

Jealousy and romantic rivals were powerful triggers. Nothing made someone aware of their feelings faster than the fear of losing what they thought would always be there.

Until now, Yumemi had believed Shin would never go anywhere. No matter what she did, he’d remain within reach. After all, what girl would seriously be interested in him?

But seeing another girl make a move, and not just any girl, but Ana, someone she knew well, hit much harder than she expected.

Anyway, Shin lightly teased her because she clearly was masturbating just before opening the door. But that wasn’t the important part. His tone softened as he told her he’d clean up the mess she had made, acting gentle, almost considerate.

That was when he shifted the conversation.

"I need you to organize another group date," he said calmly. "This time, include me."

Yumemi frowned immediately. "I don’t want to do that. And I only have three friends to invite. Besides, I already have four guys lined up for the next group date. I couldn’t leave any of them out."

"I don’t care," Shin replied flatly. "Make space."

Her eyes flashed. "That’s not fair!"

"You have two options," he continued, unmoved. "Invite one more girl. Or uninvite one of the guys. Either way, there needs to be room for me."

Yumemi’s hands clenched at her sides. She looked furious. But she also knew arguing wouldn’t change anything right now.

"...Fine," she said through her teeth. "I’ll tell you when it’s done."

She spun away and retreated to her room, slamming the door shut behind her.