Life As Hikigaya Hachiman

Chapter 558: Yumiko Gets Trained Again

Wrapping his arm around the girl's soft waist, Hachiman couldn't help but feel his thoughts wander for a moment.

However, now wasn't the time for that. Guiding her with steady movements, the two began to sway gently to the rhythm of the music.

Surrounded by people dressed in elegant formal attire, Hachiman and Yui, still in their school uniforms, stood out as a bit plain.

However, Yui didn't mind the lack of a fancy dress.

As long as she was by Hachiman's side, her heart was full of contentment.

Slowly, she leaned her head against his chest.

"Hikki, I feel so happy right now."

Hearing her soft words, Hachiman's expression softened into a gentle smile.

"You silly dumpling, the happiest days are still ahead."

"We'll graduate high school together, then go to college together. After that, you'll marry me, become my wife, and eventually, we'll have a few kids together."

"Hikki…"

Yui's face turned a light shade of red at his words.

"Kids and stuff… isn't it way too early to talk about that?"

Despite her bashful protest, her heart couldn't help but flutter at the thought.

Everything Hachiman described was exactly what she had dreamed about for so long.

Seeing her reaction, Hachiman smirked mischievously.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you become a mother someday."

"Ahh! Hikki, you're the worst!"

Embarrassed, Yui's face turned bright red, her flushed ears giving her away.

She lightly smacked his chest with her hand in protest.

Hachiman, unfazed, simply chuckled quietly.

Without saying another word, he tightened his hold on her waist slightly and continued swaying gently with her to the music.

...

As the song came to an end, Hachiman gently released Yui's soft waist.

"Let's sit down and take a break."

"Mhm, okay."

Yui nodded and took a seat on one of the nearby chairs.

"You rest here for a bit, Yui. I'll go see if there's anything else I can help with." Hachiman glanced at her, a smile tugging at his lips as he spoke.

Yui nodded again, her expression content, and watched him walk away, her heart still warmed by their dance.

With his current stamina, a short dance was nothing to him.

Besides, there were still other girls in the venue, and Hachiman had already decided to ask them for a dance as well.

Hearing his words, Yui nodded cheerfully.

"Mhm, Hikki, go ahead. Don't worry about me."

After saying goodbye to Yui, Hachiman resumed wandering through the venue.

Before long, he spotted a familiar figure.

There, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed and a rather displeased expression, was Yumiko.

Dressed in an elegant red gown, she glared at the couples dancing nearby, her irritation evident.

Seriously? Showing off right in front of me?

Normally, I'm the one showing off in front of others, but today the tables have turned.

It's all that idiot Hachiman's fault.

Who knows where he wandered off to?

I wanted to dance with him, but he's nowhere to be found.

Ugh, if I can't find that idiot soon, I'm just going to grab some random guy and dance with him.

Let him regret it!

Just as her thoughts turned slightly self-destructive, a familiar voice called out to her.

"Yo, Yumiko."

Hearing that voice, Yumiko's body stiffened, and a smile instinctively crept onto her face. But she quickly suppressed it and turned toward the source of the voice.

Sure enough, Hachiman, still in his school uniform, was walking toward her from a short distance away.

Seeing the very person she'd been thinking about appear in front of her, Yumiko couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"'Yo'? Seriously? Where the heck have you been?" she huffed, raising an eyebrow at him.

Then, without waiting for a response, she beckoned him over with a wave of her hand.

"Hurry up and get over here. Dance with me."

Hmph, let's see them show off now. It's my turn.

They'll soon understand why I'm called the Queen of Sobu High.

Hearing Yumiko's demand, Hachiman didn't hesitate.

Stepping closer, he naturally placed his hand around her soft waist, letting it rest there. Unable to resist, his hand subtly moved up and down, savoring the sensation.

To be fair, Yumiko's slender waist was undoubtedly one of the finest among all the girls he knew.

Noticing his subtle movements, Yumiko shot him a side-eye but didn't say anything, her expression showing a mix of annoyance and indulgence.

With that, the two began to move gracefully to the gentle rhythm of the music.

As they danced, Yumiko glanced at Hachiman's face, now so close to hers, and huffed lightly.

"Hmph. You! Where were you earlier? I couldn't find you anywhere to ask you to dance."

"I'm one of the organizers of this ball. Of course, I had to wander around and check on things," Hachiman replied matter-of-factly.

Sensing the faint dissatisfaction in her tone, he softened his voice to appease her.

"But see? The moment I had a break, I came straight to find you."

Sure enough, a satisfied smile spread across Yumiko's face.

"Well, at least you know what's good for you. If you'd taken any longer, I'd have grabbed some random guy to dance with, just to make you jealous!"

Oh, is that so?

Hachiman's eyebrow twitched at her bold proclamation.

His mood instantly darkened.

My woman, going off to dance with someone else? Over my dead body. I'm no masochist with weird fetishes.

Clearly, it had been too long since Yumiko was last "put in her place," and her audacity had grown unchecked.

Smirking inwardly, Hachiman discreetly summoned a faint trace of his holy light power, channeling it into his hand.

He then began to subtly caress her waist with deliberate, firm strokes.

Yumiko stiffened slightly, her sharp intake of breath betraying her surprise, but she quickly covered it up, biting her lip as she maintained her composure.

This is…

Feeling that all-too-familiar sensation, Yumiko's heart skipped a beat.

She clearly remembered Hachiman mentioning his "medical skills" before, and how he had once used a mysterious ability to help her relieve menstrual pain.

While it was incredibly effective, it also came with a… unique side effect.

The thought had barely surfaced in her mind when a wave of warmth and pleasure rippled through her body.

Yumiko instinctively wanted to cry out, but the realization of where she was struck her like lightning.

This is the ball!

There are people all around me!

If I make that kind of sound here, how will I ever face anyone again?

Determined, she bit her lip and fought to suppress the waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Stop it, stop it, stop it! You idiot!

Struggling against the sensations overwhelming her, Yumiko looked up and shot Hachiman a fierce glare, silently pleading for him to stop.

Oh? She's glaring at me now?

Hachiman, a man who didn't take kindly to threats, raised an eyebrow.

Instead of stopping, he mischievously intensified the faint trace of holy light flowing through his hand.

The moment the amplified sensation hit her, Yumiko's eyes widened in shock.

He didn't stop? He's making it worse?!

If it were anyone else, they might have begged for mercy by now.

But Yumiko wasn't one to back down so easily.

Despite the overwhelming sensations, she refused to let any hint of submission show, her glare still as fierce as ever.

Oh, still not giving in, huh?

Hachiman wasn't one to indulge defiance. If anything, it only spurred him on.

Resolving to remind her who was in charge, he adjusted his control, increasing the output ever so slightly.

However, he kept the intensity measured.

He didn't want Yumiko to lose control and make an embarrassing scene in public.

His goal was to discipline her, not to humiliate her.

Hachiman's precision was perfect. That tiny increase was enough to breach Yumiko's defenses, drawing a soft moan from her lips.

"Ah~…"

Though barely audible, it was enough to make her face flush a deep crimson. Her body stiffened as she fought to recover, her pride refusing to yield further.

This idiot… he's going to pay for this later!

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