Invitation to Multiplayer Sports?

In less than thirty minutes, Itsuki arrived at the address in the message as quickly as possible. She took a breath and stood in front of the old apartment door.

"Asada-kun, did you just move here..."

She looked around a few times, surroundings couldn't be said to be good or bad... Anyway, it was quite deserted.

Their family lived in the same place as before, their family was poor when their mother was still alive, which made Itsuki miss it.

However, thinking about Mafuyu, she didn't have time to think about the past here, and hurriedly walked to Room 102 of this apartment, where Shinichi temporarily lived.

"It should be fine if we leave them alone..."

For some reason, this thought crossed Itsuki's mind, and she felt uncomfortable.

Her finger reached for the doorbell, and as she was about to press it, she faintly heard voices from inside the door.

Due to an error, Itsuki pressed her ear against the door panel, trying hard to hear the conversation inside.

"Violation! How could you be so fast! Mine is clearly the most logical combination..."

"Do you want me to slow down? It's okay if you want me to slow down. As long as you say 'no~', Sensei, I won't have trouble letting you go around..."

"Fantasy! Beware, I won't lose to a lewd student like you... Ah!"

"Hehehe, you're good at talking, but unfortunately your skills aren't optimal... Can't you let me have a little more fun?"

"Gu... One more round! There must be something wrong. You couldn't even catch up with me in the first lap. If I hadn't been injured by that trap..."

"Sure, but if you want another round, the penalty game has been agreed upon... Hehehe."

"Wait, wait, I don't want to do that again! Let's find something else. Anything is fine, except that..."

"That's it, let me think about it..."

Itsuki couldn't actually hear clearly what they were saying.

She could only choose from clips like "How could you be so fast?", "If you want me to slow down, just say no", "Not normal", "Her technique doesn't meet the standard", "Let me do it more fun", "This is the first time", "Penalty game", "Do it", and other words, as well as Shinichi's evil laughter and Mafuyu's reluctant cries...

"What are they doing?"

Itsuki began to carefully think with these scattered clues.

Her question, what should a man and a woman do when they're alone until they make sounds like that?

"Hurry up, don't be slow, your skills aren't good enough, you're not having enough fun..."

(Playing games? Sensei isn't a naive person, let's eliminate that!)

(Doing sports? Like boxing, judo, etc... But if I didn't mention Kirisu-sensei before, Asada-kun might not have learned it either?)

(...Wait, indoor sports, two men and a woman?)

"Isn't that just-"

Itsuki opened her mouth wide, with a terrified expression in her eyes.

At the same time, countless fragments blurred by mosaic flashed through her mind, along with various adjectives that would align when written. Don't ask why she knew so many details.

Even though she didn't have practical experience, when she occasionally searched for something on the internet, she would still see it even if she didn't want to!

Itsuki promised herself that she had accidentally learned the art. Unlike Ichika, who openly searched at home. She even asked them which posture seemed to require the least effort, could be done while sleeping, that is the perfect way to save time.

"It's impossible... It shouldn't be possible? Asada-kun and Kirisu-sensei shouldn't be doing something like that?!"

Holding her pounding chest, Itsuki began to speak in a panic, her cheeks flushing.

(If that's true, it's too exciting... No, it's too immoral!)

(On one side is the student council president, and on the other side is the teacher and student council advisor. If this relationship is known to others, it will surely cause a commotion!)

(Moreover, Asada-kun clearly hasn't done anything with Ichika and the others yet, but he chose Kirisu-sensei first... Could it be that he wants to use Kirisu-sensei to train his skills, and then let them enjoy it after he has mastered it?)

Thinking about this, Itsuki was shocked, and her train of thought began to shift to a strange place.

This is impossible!

Don't talk about Mafuyu's feelings. The most important thing for a girl is spiritual integration. If a guy is too skilled, he'll make the girl feel cold or even disgusted. At least in Itsuki's opinion, she wouldn't want to date someone who is too skilled.

Although Shinichi means well, girls will become very sensitive when they face major events in life for the first time, and if Shinichi doesn't pay attention, they will suffer the consequences in the future!

(No, why do I have to think about it in such detail for him?)

Itsuki shook her head to clear away those negative thoughts, and suddenly remembered something.

(Wait, didn't I say before that I would arrive there in half an hour, aren't they afraid of being disturbed on the way?)

She always felt disrespected, Itsuki was a little angry and didn't want to let it go anymore, so she turned the doorknob.

(Have they not locked their door?)

(Are these two not afraid of being seen, and they have no sense of security at all.)

Taking a deep breath, Itsuki opened the door and shouted inside:

"Kirisu-sensei, Asada-kun!"

Not barging in directly to stop their "activity" was the last gentleness left to Itsuki.

As to why she didn't shout outside the door... She thought that doing so wouldn't let them learn their lesson.

She would teach them a lesson!

Educational methods are sometimes as gentle as water, sometimes as fierce as fire, and should not be corrected excessively.

Itsuki saw high-heeled shoes at the entrance and was ready to teach Shinichi, the scoundrel who attacked the teacher!

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The inside of the living room couldn't be seen from the entrance, but voice could be heard clearly.

"Is Itsuki-san here? Go get her. This game doesn't count, let's just end it."

In front of the TV, Mafuyu seized the opportunity and immediately pressed the pause button, and the scene about to start the next game suddenly stopped.

She sighed with relief and tightly gripped the joystick she was holding, feeling as if she had just escaped death.

Shinichi glanced sideways: "I never thought you could be so shameless, Sensei..."

"I want you to take care of it!"

Mafuyu turned her face away awkwardly.

Shinichi shook his head and smiled, then put down the joystick. Suddenly he thought of something and shouted outside:

"Itsuki, you came just in time, do you want to come and play with us?"

"..."

There was silence at the entrance, and shortly after, Itsuki's shouts of disbelief, embarrassment, and panic echoed throughout the house.

"W-What?!!! That's too much! You're outrageous! I didn't expect Asada-kun to be so ungrateful and even engage in multiplayer sports! I completely misjudged you!"

"Hah? Multiplayer sports? What nonsense are you talking about?" Shinichi realized something was amiss.

"This apartment isn't soundproof enough. Come here and talk first. I feel like you've misunderstood something."

"Put some clothes on first, I don't want to see indecent scenes!" After saying this, but Itsuki's voice was getting closer.

"Come here to play or whatever. I'm just an inexperienced girl. I'll definitely disturb you... Huh?"

She walked to the living room door and stretched her head. She covered her eyes with her palm, but her fingers were so big that she could see everything clearly.

Is this a visual scam?

The corner of Shinichi's mouth twitched, and he said with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What kind of girl? Haven't you ever played racing games before? This isn't a naked racing game. Why so lewd?"

"...A racing game?"

Looking blankly at the clean and simple interior, Itsuki slowly lowered her hands and blinked.

There were no indecent scenes like she imagined, and they were both dressed nicely. The TV screen was connected to a game console, showing a paused game screen, and there were two joysticks on the floor, ready for use at any time.

This situation made Itsuki realize, all the things she imagined were just personal assumptions and had nothing to do with reality.

She had fabricated many abnormal things in her mind, which led to misunderstandings.

"Um, okay, I... suddenly remembered something urgent, so I'll go back first..."