Stealing Spree

Chapter 2171: Spending our time together

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The Secret Garden wasn't really what I expected but I couldn't help but smile. It was fitting in its own way. This is a hidden place where we could all gather.

"Guess the Potato Clubhouse didn't stand a chance," I muttered, glancing at Shizu who was looking particularly smug.

"Potato doesn't exactly scream 'cozy retreat,' numbskull," She teased as her eyes glinted mischievously.

Look at her, isn't she already fully integrated into our complex relationship? She could even show different kinds of faces now. The Shizu that even Nami and their circle feared before was already a thing of the past - or rather, her cold, untouchable persona was now mostly reserved for public appearances.

Yuika-senpai, still by my side and enjoying our secretive connection, laughed softly again. "The Secret Garden suits this place, Onoda-kun. It's... special. Like all of us."

I glanced at her, appreciating the warmth in her voice. What else could I say but agree to it? "Yeah, it really does."

And with that, the name was settled. Our clubhouse had officially been christened.

However, before everyone could disperse back to their seats, I stood up and moved back to the center of the room, determined to make one last stand for my beloved "Potato Clubhouse."

Yuika-senpai giggled and gave me a playful cheer before we let go of each other's hands. Minori-senpai, who had been silently observing, facepalmed but seemed amused enough to raise her thumb in a silent gesture of support.

Facing all of them, I mustered my most persuasive tone.

"Hold on a second, before we finalize the name... can't we reconsider 'Potato Clubhouse.' I mean, isn't it quirky? It's simple, memorable, and...well, everyone loves potatoes, right?" The room fell into a brief, amused silence. I could see the twinkle of amusement in Shizu, Haruko, and Komoe's eyes who spearheaded that discussion. Then, a few of the girls stifled their giggles.

Even though I knew my chances were slim, I pressed on.

"Think about it. It's humble and down-to-earth. Potatoes are a symbol of sustenance, resilience...something we can all relate to."

I matched that with gestures as I tried to champion my love for potatoes.

But as soon as I finished, Shizu stepped forward with a bemused smile.

With arms crossed, the girl said. "Numbskull, I think you've made your case. I get that. But let's be real here, okay? I know you love potatoes more than carrots but we can't name our club after one!"

Her light yet firm tone made it clear that the decision had already been made.

After her, Haruko, Nami, Satsuki, and even Maaya spoke in turns, burying my argument with their more valid points.

The result? My complete and utter defeat, as expected.

I knew from the beginning that I didn't stand a real chance. Other than my thorough glazing turned playful argument about potatoes, I had no valid points to challenge their decision. And truthfully, I wasn't entirely serious about defending the name anyway. I just wanted to lighten the mood and have a bit of fun.

Besides, despite "Secret Garden" sounding like it came out of a fantasy novel and being far from a conventional school club name, the girls had fallen in love with its underlying meaning. It was special to us-a symbol of a shared sanctuary where we could all be ourselves.

Exaggerating my defeat, I let out a pitiful sigh and said, "I guess the humble potato never stood a chance, huh?"

My overly dramatic response earned me another round of laughter, especially from Yuika- senpai, Aya, and Misaki. But much to my surprise, my act worked better than expected. The girls, feeling guilty for shooting down my suggestion, quickly rallied around me, comforting me in their own unique ways.

With Shizu leading the charge, the next thirty minutes were spent basking in the warmth of their affection. They pampered me, showering me with care and attention, each taking turns doting on me in their own unique style.

Though I had started by playing the pitiful act, it wasn't long before I genuinely relaxed into their care. The comforting gestures, the laughter, and the occasional teasing melted away any lingering disappointment.

Soon enough, my playful act shifted into something more genuine. I stopped simply going with the flow and allowed myself to return their affection. After all, I hadn't been serious about my defense of the "Potato Clubhouse." It was just a playful excuse for us to bond and have fun together.

All of this was possible without going through all this. Just that, didn't it turn into lighthearted fun for us? Making them smile is something I, as their boyfriend, love to do. Because that's also their effect on me.

"They all make me happy.

Using the moment to turn the tables, I showed them just how much I appreciated their love. One by one, I took the time to cuddle them, ruffle their hair, and caress their backs. I whispered softly in their ears, causing a few of them to blush or giggle quietly as my shameless affection worked its magic.

Kisses? Of course, those weren't missing. There were moments when I alternated between three or four of them, keeping my affection evenly distributed. And every time I kissed one, the others would teasingly pout or laugh to get more of my attention which in turn turned the atmosphere more playful.

And as for taking things further, well... that part came when I brought a few of them upstairs for some private moments. After all, there's no better way to strengthen our bond than by spending intimate, uninterrupted time together.

Let's just say it was an extremely satisfying moment that left me needing a short break to catch my breath and feel my legs after moving so intensively, making love with five of my

girls...

And at the moment, I was still upstairs with more girls who had just arrived on this floor after the ones I brought with me had gone down.

It was the same scenario as our first gathering here.

Resting on my left shoulder while her arms and legs firmly clinging to my body, my lovely

silver koala was showering my neck with her kisses.

On my right, Himeko kept my lips occupied with more kisses as her hand reached down to my lower body, firmly holding my length up for her little sister.

Mhm. Down below, Maaya was taking care of me with her mouth and tongue.

Tell me, how can I resist all this pleasure? At this point, even without needing me to move for them, my girls were already helping themselves by dividing my body.

Furthermore, more girls apart from the three were here.

Mina was sitting not far from Edel's left. She had my outstretched hand clasped with hers.

On Himeko's right, Haruko had my hand under her skirt as she guided my fingers between her legs and into her sacred place.

The only part I could move right now was one of my legs. But not far from it, I could see Aya and Mio waiting patiently while intensely watching Maaya. The crimson hue on their faces was already the same as all the girls around me, aroused at the sight.

Fortunately, Misaki remained downstairs since she was already satisfied with how I pampered

her earlier.

I'd be so ashamed of corrupting her more.

Can I turn this around? Probably not. It's my fate to be locked down by my girls this time.

But what I can do is enjoy this moment with all of them... Just like how I enjoyed my time with Kana, Shizu, Nami, Satsuki, Hina and Saki.