A few days later, I visited Milfi-san's house again. 'I see... So that's why she hasn't met with you since that day.'
'Y-Yes... Even when I visit her house, there's no answer. But I can sense she's there.'
'She's ignoring you, huh?'
'Probably...'
'Jeez, what a troublesome girl.'
Milfi-san placed her teacup on the table and let out a small sigh. 'Sorry...'
'Why are you apologizing, Theo-kun?'
'Well, um... Maybe I did something wrong again, and she hates me for it.'
'Come on, that's your bad habit—always blaming yourself like that.'
Even as she gently scolded me, my anxiety didn't fade. 'But it's true she won't see me. If this keeps up, the curse will get stronger... and it'll be too late to fix.'
Anxiety gripped my chest, and I bit my lip. At that, Milfi-san suddenly smiled at me.
'Thank you, Theo-kun. For trying so hard for her sake.'
'N-No, that's...'
'Hey, is it because I asked you to that you're working this hard?'
She asked, and after thinking a bit, I opened my mouth. 'At first, yeah. But it's changed little by little... Now, maybe it's because I want to myself.'
I carefully chose my words, shaping the feelings in my heart. 'Eclair's always so prickly, always acting tough. But... somehow, it feels like deep down, she's asking for help. So... I can't just leave her alone.'
'I see...'
'Sorry, I can't put it into words well.'
Milfi-san gently shook her head. Then, she glanced briefly at the door to the bedroom next door with her deep crimson eyes.
'? What's wrong?'
'Oh, nothing. ...By the way, Theo-kun.'
With that, she stood up and walked right over to me. Her slender arm wrapped around my neck, closing the distance to zero in an instant.
Her fluffy fox tail coiled around my waist. Looking up, her face wore a mischievous, impish grin.
"Y-Yes...?"
'If you haven't been with Eclair... you must be backed up lately, right?'
'Wha?!'
I let out a weird noise without thinking. What the hell is she suddenly saying?
'Hehe. Hey... Want me to help you relieve it?'
'Eh... Nnmuh?'
Before I could reply, our lips met. 'Ah... Fuu♡ Chu... Amu...♡'
'Nnnn!? '
My mind went blank. The sudden turn of events left my head spinning. Without mercy, Milfi-san slipped her tongue in.
Sweetly, stickily, she dominated my mouth. She gently held my jaw, blocking any escape, and every time her tongue entwined with mine, shivers ran down my spine.
'Mi, Milfi-sa... Amu?'
'Nnfufu♡ Chu... Lero... Nchuru... Jyu♡'
Melting heat surged to my brain, breath catching in my throat. Confusion and pleasure mixed, numbing my thoughts.
'Buha! Haa, haa...!'
When our lips finally parted, my lungs screamed, my breathing ragged. Still, Milfi-san pressed her attack.
'Look, you're already like this♡'
With a playful smile, her hand reached for my crotch. Her fingers gently but firmly enveloped it, stroking upward without letting go.
'Hii... Ah, w-wait a sec...!'
It felt way too sensitive even through the fabric, my hips trembling on their own. Her soft fingertips slid up and down, occasionally pinching with pressure, heat building deep in my core.
'Aha♡ Wow... So hard. Looks delicious♡'
'W-Why are you suddenly doing this...!'
'Because, it's such a waste to let all that build-up go to waste♡'
Her sweet whisper flowed straight into my ear. Her fingers stroked harder, my throbbing cock pulsing and reacting inside the cloth.
Her smile deepened, sticky and intense. 'That bodily fluid you were gonna pour into Eclair... Maybe I'll take it for myself♡'
The moment her lips brushed my neck, whispering in a chilling voice―― 'Nooo!!'
A shout echoed through the room. 'Waaah?!'
The bedroom door flew open, and I recoiled from the shadow that burst out. 'Haa, haa...! Mil-nee...!!'
The cat-eared girl, face flushed red, breathing heavily with her shoulders heaving. Clenching her fists, glaring at Milfi-san with eyes on the verge of tears――it was Eclair.
Milfi-san raised both hands and stuck out her tongue. 'Yup, playtime's over. Sorry, Theo-kun?'
She said it so cheerfully, leaving me to stand there in stunned silence. (W-What the hell...!?)
※※※ 'So, basically, she didn't have the face to meet you, so she came to hide at my place. Then you showed up, so she panicked and hid in the next room――that's the deal.'
Milfi-san explained casually, sipping her tea. Eclair and I faced each other, the three of us around the table.
'So that's what happened... You scared me.'
'Sorry. She said 'Don't tell him about me, no matter what.''
'Haa...'
Yeah, she really hates me. I knew it, but hearing it again makes my chest heavy. 'Hm? But then, why did Eclair come out on her own?'
'Eh!? Th-That... Um...!'
The moment I asked the simple question, Eclair looked away, mumbling incoherently. ...Something's off. I get not wanting to look at me if she's avoiding me, but why's her face so red?
'Mi, Mil-neee... Do something!'
'Dunno~ Explain it yourself? Make it clear enough even for oblivious Theo-kun.'
'N-No way...'
Eclair looked totally lost, while Milfi-san smiled like she was enjoying it and looked away.
...I really don't get it. What women are thinking. 'Well, anyway. If naughty stuff and kissing are off-limits, our options are really running out.'
'Ugh... Yeah... S-Sorry.'
Eclair shrugged apologetically. 'It's not something to apologize for. Let's think of ways together.――Like, how about this?'
Milfi-san leaned in and whispered something in Eclair's ear. In the next instant, Eclair's face turned bright red, like it was on fire.
'N-No way!? Th-That's absolutely impossible!'
'It's fine. I'll do it with you.'
'T-Together!? Wh-What do you mean!? '
'I mean...'
Milfi-san kept whispering. Eclair's face flushed red all the way to the base of her cat ears, practically steaming.
(W-What... What are they talking about?)
Her cat tail shot straight up like a wire, then drooped limply, twitching again.
Eclair desperately waved her hands in resistance, but eventually gave a small nod, like she'd given in.
Milfi-san grinned in satisfaction and turned back to me. 'Theo-kun.――You'll cooperate, right?'
Meanwhile, Eclair pouted with pursed lips, looking at me with her flushed face. 'J-Just so you know... I'm only doing this because I have to! '
...Um. What exactly am I going to be made to do?