Chapter 151: Fingering Both!
"W-what are you doing?"
Sera’s whisper came out sharp.
Barely more than a breath.
Kaizen smirked like a man who had just committed a crime and was proud of it.
He leaned in real close.
Voice low.
Lazy.
Dangerous.
"Testing."
Sera’s eyes narrowed.
"Now?"
"Yeah."
His fingers flexed hard against her ass.
Sinking deep into the soft flesh through those stupidly tight leggings.
"Testing both materials."
Sera blinked.
"...Both?"
One second of pure confusion.
Two seconds of mental lag.
Then the words slammed into her brain like a truck with broken brakes.
Both materials.
Both.
Her eyes went wide.
She leaned back a little.
Looked sideways.
Past Kaizen’s shoulder.
And froze completely.
Hina’s black leggings.
Being groped.
Aggressively.
Kaizen’s other hand was buried deep in that soft, round ass.
Squeezing.
Kneading.
Pulling the cheeks apart just enough to feel the heat between them before clapping them back together like he was checking product quality at a factory.
Hina’s face stayed elegant.
Refined.
Graceful.
Only the red tips of her ears and the tiny twitch of her lips screamed "I am currently being violated and I hate that I don’t hate it."
Sera’s hand slapped over her mouth.
A tiny gasp still escaped.
She snapped her head forward again.
Speechless.
This trash guy...
Was groping two girls at the same time.
What a player.
What a complete, shameless, absolute bastard of a man.
’He is testing us.’
The thought hit like a slap across the face.
If she backed out now...
She lost.
She absolutely could not lose to that bimbo.
Her pride would die a slow, painful, embarrassing death.
And it wasn’t just her.
Hina was in the exact same shitty boat.
She had seen everything.
The groping.
The way Sera looked over.
That half-second of silent "we both just got caught with this man’s hands on our asses" eye contact.
Neither of them could say a single word.
Up ahead, Leo suddenly stopped walking.
Turned his head halfway.
"Did someone say something?"
Sera’s heart nearly exploded out of her chest.
"N-nothing, Leo-kun!"
Her voice came out a little too high.
A little too bright.
Kaizen’s hand squeezed harder right at that exact moment.
Sera’s knees almost gave out.
Leo frowned.
Heroically.
"...You sure?"
"Positive!"
Leo nodded once.
Like a man who had just protected the weak with the power of his pure heart.
Then he went back to staring into the dark like he was ready to punch the first monster that appeared.
Kaito’s weak flame flickered.
He muttered something about the interesting rock texture on the wall.
Nobody paid attention to the absolute war crime happening three steps behind them.
Sera’s thighs pressed together without permission.
The wetness between them spread further.
Hotter.
Worse.
Kaizen’s hand gave another slow, thorough squeeze.
Then a quiet little slap.
A second later Hina received the exact same treatment.
Both girls kept walking.
Chin up.
Faces calm.
Hearts racing like they were being chased by an A-rank boss while wearing high heels in the rain.
All of a sudden Kaizen called out.
"Hey Leo-kun."
Leo’s shoulders tensed.
He turned halfway.
Ready for battle.
Ready for glory.
"How do you find what’s better between two items?"
Leo’s brain lit up like a cheap casino.
’This is it.’
’My chance.’
’My bestie Kaizen-kun can’t even tell the difference between two materials? Tragic.’
’If I know... I gain aura. Massive aura.’
’Lost aura recovery arc starts now.’
He straightened his back.
Puffed his chest.
Looked like a man about to deliver a TED Talk on material science.
Meanwhile Sera and Hina were both livid.
They knew.
They knew exactly what "two items" meant.
Their asses.
Still they stayed silent.
Pride on the line.
Neither wanted to be the first to break.
Leo stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Depends on the items."
"What’s the item?"
Kaizen smiled like a saint who had just robbed a church.
"Items are too hot to handle."
"Very expensive."
"Soft."
"And heavenly to touch."
Leo nodded seriously.
Like this was the most important conversation of his life.
"Ah. In that case, visual inspection first."
"Then weight."
"Then... if necessary... you have to feel the materials naked to determine the correct texture."
Kaizen’s eyes sparkled.
"That is true indeed."
Immediately both of his hands slid under the waistbands of their leggings.
Straight under.
Fingers met bare skin.
Warm.
Soft.
Completely unprotected.
He grabbed both pairs of ass cheeks at the same time.
Squeezed.
Hard.
Sera’s eyes nearly popped out of her skull.
Hina’s elegant mask cracked for half a second.
A tiny, strangled noise escaped both of them at the exact same moment.
Leo, still facing forward, kept talking with pure academic passion.
"Yes. Naked is best. Fabric can lie. Skin never lies."
Kaizen’s fingers dug deeper.
Kneading.
Spreading.
Claiming pure bare flesh like he was ranking luxury products.
"Mm. Skin really doesn’t lie."
Sera’s face was on fire.
Hina’s ears looked ready to explode.
Neither of them could move.
Neither of them could speak.
Because if one of them said something...
The other one would win.
And neither of them was ready to lose.
Leo kept walking, completely satisfied with his own genius.
"Glad I could help, Kaizen-kun."
Kaizen smiled into the dark.
Hands still buried under two pairs of tight leggings.
Feeling two pairs of soft, trembling, heavenly cheeks.
"Yeah."
"You really helped a lot."
But that wasn’t end at all.
Leo kept talking with pure academic passion.
"And if possible... you should feel their insides as well."
"That way you can truly understand the material’s quality, elasticity, moisture levels—"
Kaizen nodded like a student receiving divine knowledge.
"Good idea."
Both girls snapped at the same time.
"No."
"That is not needed."
The words came out sharp.
Immediate.
United.
Kaizen laughed quietly.
"What are you disagreeing with Leo-kun for?"
Leo’s entire soul trembled.
Both girls.
Both of them.
Just disagreed with him.
In public.
Aura loss.
Critical aura loss.
He could already feel his masculine points dropping into the negatives.
’I can’t let this happen.’
’Not in front of Sera-chan.’
’Not after I finally started recovering.’
Leo’s voice rose with desperate conviction.
"That is correct!"
"If you can feel the insides of the items, that is a far superior method to determine which material is better!"
"Surface is only half the story!"
"True quality is measured from within!"
Sera and Hina both turned on him.
"Leo-kun, that’s unnecessary."
"Completely unnecessary."
"We’re talking about materials, not... whatever you’re imagining."
Leo was fighting for his life.
"I-I’m just speaking from a purely scientific standpoint!"
"Quality control!"
"Professional standards!"
Kaizen’s voice cut through the argument like a blade dipped in honey.
"I think Leo-kun is right."
Both girls tensed.
Hard.
Because right at that moment...
They felt it.
A finger.
Slowly poking against their wet entrances.
Through the thin fabric of their panties.
Soft.
Deliberate.
Testing.
Sera’s eyes went wide.
"T-that—!"
She tried to speak.
But—
Thrust.
Kaizen’s finger pushed forward.
Sliding past the soaked fabric.
Pressing directly against her soft, wet folds.
Hina received the exact same treatment at the exact same second.
Both girls’ bodies locked up.
Breath caught.
Thighs trembling.
Leo, completely oblivious, kept nodding with pride.
"See? Even Kaizen-kun agrees with proper methodology."
Kaizen’s fingers stayed there.
Pressing.
Circling.
Feeling the heat and wetness that neither girl could hide anymore.
He smiled into the dark.
"Yeah."
"Proper methodology is very important."
Kaizen’s fingers didn’t stop.
They pressed harder.
Then slid.
Slow.
Deliberate.
Pushing the soaked fabric aside.
Skin met skin.
Sera’s soft, dripping folds parted under his fingertip.
Hina’s did the same a second later.
Both girls sucked in sharp breaths at the exact same time.
Wet.
Obscene.
The soft, slick sound of his fingers gliding through their arousal echoed quietly in the dark cave.
Schlick...
Schlick...
Kaizen’s voice stayed calm.
Almost academic.
"Moisture levels are excellent."
"Very responsive."
Sera’s thighs trembled.
She bit her lip hard enough to taste blood.
Hina’s elegant fingers curled into fists at her sides.
Neither of them could speak.
Because the other one was right there.
Listening.
Feeling the same thing.
Kaizen pushed deeper.
One finger each.
Sliding all the way in with a wet, filthy sound.
Sera’s inner walls clenched around him instantly.
Hot.
Tight.
Virgin-tight.
Hina’s did the same.
Soft.
Trembling.
Greedy.
He curled both fingers at the same time.
Pressed against that sensitive spot inside.
Slow circles.
Teasing.
Sera’s hips jerked once before she forced them still.
A tiny, broken whimper escaped her throat.
Hina’s breath hitched into a quiet, shaky "nn..."
Kaizen smiled.
"Both materials are performing very well under pressure."
He started moving.
In.
Out.
Slow, wet thrusts.
Schlick... schlick... schlick...
The sound of their juices coating his fingers filled the narrow space between them.
Sera’s face was burning.
Her pride was screaming.
But her body was melting.
Hina’s elegant mask was cracking.
A thin line of drool almost escaped the corner of her lips before she swallowed it back.
Kaizen added a second finger to both of them at the same time.
Stretching.
Filling.
The wet sounds grew louder.
Obscener.
Sera’s knees nearly buckled.
Hina’s hips twitched forward against her will.
Leo was still talking up ahead, completely lost in his scientific speech.
"And of course, repeated testing is important to confirm consistency of quality—"