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I’m Kousaka Kyousuke, a third-year high school student. Despite that fact, and against my better judgment, I decided to enter the Games Research Club to help Kuroneko form some relationships with her classmates. Having exams surely should have meant my duty to my studies taking priority over everything else, but I didn’t really mind that, especially given the fact I was basically a ghost member anyway. I didn’t know anything about games, so it’s not like I could have done anything for the club anyway.
However, an event came up. Kuroneko and Akagi Sena had to make a game, and so I was thrust into the middle of this mess. They had to make a visual novel since it was easier to do, it took way less time to make than other genres of games, and I could somehow be useful. My job was to proofread the story and to check for any bugs in the system.
“Senpai, can you tell me about the bug you found?”, said Kuroneko as she laid down on her stomach in my bed. Yes, right now, she was laying down on my bed, dressed in her high school uniform, her eyes never once leaving the computer screen in front of them.
I was sitting at my desk, stealing glances at Kuroneko from time to time, but now I had to actually answer her question, “Sure, when I try to go for the bad ending, clicking on the third decision crashes the game and I go back to the main screen.”
My description was exactly what I had experienced just a few minutes ago. Honestly, if just programming a simple game like this was already so much work, and gave birth to so many bugs, then I truly didn’t want to know what would have happened if they had decided to make any other game…
“Okay, I’ll go see what’s wrong.”, said Kuroneko, filling my ears with a bunch of keyboard tapping noises as she seemed to search for the genesis of this problem.
And so, I waited… And waited…
“Ah! It sucks!”, I shouted as I looked at the image in front of me.
“Please, Senpai, I’m trying to get rid of this bud. If you want to have your mood swings, then do it outside.”, said Kuroneko, as calmly as ever, not even raising her eyes to meet me.
“No, it’s not a mood swing! I just…”
“You just can’t help shouting at the top of your lungs?”, asked her as she finally raised her eyes to meet mine, with the same expressionless face she always carried around no matter the occasion.
“No, I just can’t help having nothing to do.”
“You are finding the game’s bugs, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but that’s not really much, is it? It sucks having nothing to do while you and Sena do all the work.”
“You are a third-year student, you can’t have too much work to do, otherwise you won’t be able to focus on your studies properly.”
“Oh, come on, you know I’m not doing anything right now…”
“How charitable, Senpai, offering your help…”, said Kuroneko as she seemed to lose interest in this little conversation and go back to the heavy work of actually fixing the problem that I had found. Even if she didn’t say it, her words implied so much it actually hurt. Sure, offering my help was really charitable, it would be worth much more if I could actually help her. I didn’t know anything about programming, so correcting the bugs I found during my playing sessions would be as impossible to do as trying to get Kirino to agree with me on something.
“Well, at least let me help you write the story, it’s not like you’ve already finished it all, right?”
“No.”, said Kuroneko, once again unmoving, completely fixated on the task at hand. I honestly felt bad for her, having to do such a difficult job while I was nagging her, but if I managed to convince her to play a more active role in this project, then she would get a lot of free time out of it.
“Come on, it’s not like writing is such a difficult thing to do, right? Sure, I can’t program and correct bugs, but I can write, you know?”
“No.”
“Why?”
Did she like working so much that she just wanted to do everything alone? Sure, the visual novel wouldn’t be too long, but it still involved a bunch of work, otherwise we wouldn’t be running against the clock trying to make everything work in such a small window of time.
“Because you don’t know how to write.”, said Kuroneko as she kept typing. Her hands moved so fast that her absurd claim of being able to write I don’t know how many characters in a minute seemed real to me. After stopping and looking at the screen for a couple of seconds, she said, “See if the bug’s still there.”
“Really?”, I said, “Are you just going to order me around after telling me I don’t know how to write?”
“If you don’t want to do it, then don’t do it.”
“That’s not what I mean…”, I sighed as I turned back to my computer to play the game once more. In a couple of minutes, I turned around once again and said, “Sure, the bug’s not there anymore…”
“Good.”, said Kuroneko, still typing as fast as she did just a few moments ago. Her hands didn’t seem to get tired. They didn’t lose a bit of their speed, no matter how much they worked everyday.
My mind was once again filled with boredom. There were no bugs left that I could see, so my job was done. I had nothing else to do. All the while, Kuroneko worked like her life depended on it, typing as if not completing her daily quota would mean certain death. I sighed once again, trying to catch her attention, but it seemed that my writing skills were so nonexistent that she didn’t bother with me anymore; it was as if my offer was the same as spitting on her food or something like that.
“Really, are you that sure I’m not good at writing that you are just going to ignore me?”
These words of mine seemed to do the trick, and Kuroneko, once again, raised her eyes to meet mine. However, not a single word came out of her mouth. She just stared at me, probably hoping that by doing so she would silence me into submission.
“Oh, come on, I just want to help you.”
“I’ve already told you. You don’t know how to write.”, said Kuroneko, visibly irritated by the fact she wasn’t able to keep me silent by just staring at me. Well, I say visibly, but really her expression barely changed at all; if not for the time we spent together, I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference in her state of mind with just a slight change.
“How don’t I know how to write? Isn’t it a simple matter?”
This time around, it was Kuroneko who sighed. Her blank expression changed once again, but still it would be difficult for me to say what kind of emotion was floating around her mind. She closed her computer, taking a deserved break from her hard word, and started talking, not once taking her eyes off mine, “You don’t know how to write, I know this simply because I know you’ve never written anything in your life.”
“Sure, I’ve never written a story, I don’t have such interests, but it can’t be that difficult, right?, you just have to attach words and be done, no?”
“No.”, said Kuroneko, “That won’t suffice to make a good story. Besides, you don’t know the direction I want to take with this story, you haven’t read my outline. And even if you did, you wouldn’t be able to understand without me pointing out the stuff you missed.”
“Doesn’t the outline cover the entire story?”, I said. Truth be told, I had actually read her outline when she gave me a copy, although that didn’t really interest me too much at the time, I memorised the overall plot quite easily. It wouldn’t be anything too complicated, after all. We had little time to do the visual novel.
“It does, more or less. But you have to keep in mind that I haven’t written every single detail I want to put into the story. Besides, other details are going to be added as I write the story.”
“Sure… But if I write something, then you can always go back and edit it to your liking, no?”, I said. My mind was running around for a way to take off her such a heavy load. Everything was valid. She had to take care of her younger sisters, she had to work a part-time job, and she had to study, just like me, and she had to work on this game. Honestly, I was a little surprised by her resilience.
“No, I prefer to do the job all alone.”, she said as she moved to open her computer once again. This conversation was over, or at least it seemed.
“And I don’t want you to do everything by yourself.”
“Why?”
Good question. I already had the answer to it, but saying it out loud was way too embarrassing for me to do. I tried to think about other reasons for her to give me some workload besides just finding bugs, but I kept running into walls. Really, I was just worried we were putting way too much strain on her…
“I just don’t want you to do everything alone, okay? Wasn’t the whole purpose of you joining the Games Research Club creating new relationships and so on?”
“Are you trying to create a relationship with me, Senpai?”, said Kuroneko as she covered her smiling face. She was mocking me, she was mocking just like I had anticipated she would when I thought about such embarrassing things.
“No…”, I murmured as my face blushed.
“Oh…”, said Kuroneko as the smiling eyes faded from her face and she uncovered her mouth.
Huh? Was she still mocking me?
“I just want you to have more free time to actually go on to create some relationships, you know?”, I said as I lost myself over embarrassment. Sure, since we were already there, I might as well just say whatever came to my mind without minding such little things like, you know, shame, embarrassment, face, and so on and so forth.
“Hm…”, hummed Kuroneko, “Still no, you don’t know how to write, and I stand by this judgment.”
“Really… At least take a break.”
“Isn’t that what we are doing right now? Besides, if we take a longer break, we won’t be able to finish all the work we have to do.”, said Kuroneko as she once again moved to open her laptop. I thought about something that would, once again, make her keep her hands to herself and to relax a bit more. Just a few minutes of break was not enough to compensate for all the effort she had put, not only today, but every single day since the start of this project.
“Just taking a quick break won’t do any harm, come on. We are almost over, I mean, you have already finished the bad ending, now you just have to finish the good ending, right?”
“Yes, but the good ending is the longer one.”
“But you are already finishing, right?”
“Yes…”, she said as she looked at her closed laptop. It seemed that my efforts were paying off. She was finally letting the idea of taking a break creep into her mind. As long as I kept punching, I was sure I would be able to win her over. Really, just a ten minute break would already be enough to put me at ease…
“But we don’t know how many bugs are going to be there. What if you find so many bugs that I can’t solve them all? Then we are going to have to hand over a broken game.”
As long as I was capable of defeating these words, I was sure I would be able to get her to take a break. I was sure of this, and so I thought about some assuring words and said, “Yes, but you don’t have to be the one to solve all of those bugs, right? You can always ask Sena or Makabe.”
She closed her eyes as she thought about this proposition. I had finally won, and we would be taking a break. Huh… What would we be doing during the break? Playing some games? I only had the games Kirino had given me to play with me, so that was out of the question…
“Okay, just a few minutes…”, she said as she got up and stretched. Kuroneko went on her tiptoes and, uniting her hands, stretched them toward the ceiling. After that, she sat down on my bed and started staring at me.
“What?”, I asked as embarrassment took over me once again. Memories of what I had just said came rushing in, and my whole face blushed.
“What are we supposed to do during a break?”
“Relax?”, I said, uncertain of her meaning, but soon I remembered that, in my room, we basically had nothing to do to relax. Just standing around waiting for the break to pass didn’t really seem relaxing at all. Playing games, once again, was out of the question.
“We can play some game, then? What do you have on your computer?”, asked Kuroneko as she got up and went to stand right next to me, looking at the laptop’s screen. The visual novel was still running, and after thinking about the kinds of games there were on this computer, I decided to keep the game running no matter what.
“Well, you know, just some boring games, right?”
“You have Kirino’s eroge, right?”
“...”, I didn’t have it in me to actually say it, but I was sure Kuroneko would understand my silence for what it was.
“Then what about we play one, Big Brother?”
“What?”
“I said: then what about we play one, Big Brother?”, Kuroneko said in response to my question; for some reason, she dragged out the “Big Brother” part of her sentence, enunciating it as clearly and slowly as possible. It had been some time since she had called me that. As far as I understood, she did it to get on Kirino’s nerves, but right now she probably just wanted to mess with me.
“No… I mean, do you really want to play an eroge? Really?”, I asked, trying to forget about the least worrying part of her sentence and focusing on the more pressing issue. Playing a porn game with a junior was definitely not on my to-do list. Sure, I played those games with Kirino, but Kirino was Kirino and Kuroneko was Kuroneko. My younger sister was the one pressing me every day to play more and more and to tell her what I liked and disliked about those games, but Kuroneko, on the other hand, shouldn’t really be like her, right?
“Why are you getting so flustered? I heard you play these games with Kirino all the time.”, she said as she stared at my face.
I gulped and tried to keep my best straight face, but curiosity got the better of me, “How do you know that?”
“Kirino told me.”
“That bastard!”, I screamed as I looked at the wall that separated my room from Kirino’s. She wasn’t home right now, so it wasn’t like she would hear me or anything like that.
“So, let’s play while we take a break, Big Brother.”, Kuroneko said as she approached her mouth to my left ear, whispering as lowly as she could. Honestly, I got chills from that, so much so that I gave up any kind of resistance.
“Okay…”
“Really, no resistance whatsoever? I’m disappointed in you, Big Brother.”, she said, once again approaching my ear so much that I could feel her hot breath touching my skin.
“Yeah, you are right, this is a bad idea, let’s just do something else.”, I rushed to get these words out as fast as possible, trying to undo the damage that I had already done by being so stupid. So many embarrassing moments one after the other were taking my toll on me, so I knew I had to recollect as soon as possible.
“No. Now we are going to play.”, said Kuroneko as she moved her right hand to my computer, opening some random game without me even noticing. This girl was going to be the death of me, I was sure of that…
“No, not that one, that one is boring…”, I said as I moved to close the game and open another one.
“Huh… Is your sister really forcing you to play these games? You seem to have developed a taste afterall.”
“Yes, she is!”, I screamed as I regretted my decision. But, really, it had nothing to do with whether the game was boring or not. I just wanted to play a game whose porn scenes were as far away as possible. If we played the game Kuroneko opened, we would be bombarded with sex scenes in an instant, while the one I opened was much slower…
“Let me sit.”
“Oh, sure, I’m sorry, I’ll go grab a chair for you.”, I said as I moved to sit up.
“There’s no need for that.”, said Kuroneko as her hands laid on my shoulders, pushing me down on my chair. With a little spin, she sat on my lap with her back turned on me.
“Huh… Kuroneko, there’s no need to sit here, we have chairs…”, I said as I tried to take her out of me. As soon as my hands grabbed her sides to push her away, she moaned so loudly that my whole body froze on the spot.
“Ah, Big Brother, don’t touch me there, you know I’m sensitive.”, said Kuroneko, who seemed to enjoy the whole teasing me aspect of this break that I seriously doubted whether she would even bother to read the title of the game I opened up. Evidently, she had no such intentions… At least, I could say she was taking a break from all her work.
“Please, don’t tease me like that, I seriously just want you to relax a bit, nothing more.”, I said, completely defeated.
“I’m relaxing right now, so I don’t know what you are talking about…”, said Kuroneko. As I tried to sneak a glance at her face, I saw it so red that I genuinely grew worried for her, only calming down once I realised that she could stop all of this whenever she wanted. If she wasn't forcing herself…
“Okay, okay, I hope you are really well right now…”, I sighed, moving my hand to finally start the game.
“Why are you starting from the beginning? Don’t you have a save?”, asked Kuroneko, slowly turning her head to meet me. Seeing her cute face from up close made me finally realise that I had a cute girl sitting on my lap for the first time. I was so taken aback by my late realisation that her question just slipped through my mind.
She sighed as she realised I wasn’t up to answering her, or doing anything in general besides admiring the fact I somehow had a girl on my lap. Turning to face the laptop once again, she grabbed hold of my hand and took it out of the way. I, once again, barely took note of what she was doing. The whole process of what happened only became clear in my mind after she closed the new game I started and started searching for my saved games.
“No, no, please don’t do that!”, I screamed. This time around it was Kuroneko who froze as she looked at all the saved games I had. Every single one of them were porn scenes… I didn’t have a single normal save… My mind started to wander to the best excuse I could give, but none of them felt like they would make the pure Kuroneko in front of me believe my words. They would all sound like lies spewed in the heat of the moment, and, to be honest, they were all lies.
“What? Who is this character?”, said Kuroneko under her breath as she looked at a girl who looked suspiciously like her. A goth, wearing nothing at all besides her necklace and her earrings… Giving a handjob to the protagonist…
“Why do you have multiple savings from the same scene?”, she asked as she slowly turned around to face me once again. This time my worries were founded. Her whole face was as red as a tomato, her little hands trembled as they still grabbed my laptop. Her mouth, opening and closing almost constantly, proved she tried to talk but her words were failing her.
“Well… It was an accident, just that…”, I said, trying to comfort my sister’s poor friend as she realised that the man she sat on top of was not turned off by the kind of eroge as she initially thought.
“How do you make a mistake like that? Do you even-”, she was talking, but in less than a moment her words started failing again and she turned her head down. My dick was getting hard… And she could feel it.
“See, you really shouldn’t have gotten on top of me…”, I said so fast she probably didn’t even understand a single word that came out of my mouth. My hands moved to her sides as I tried to get her out of me, but she once again moaned so loudly I became petrified.
“Wait, was that for real?”, I asked as I remember she did the same time just a few moments ago. She was not just playing with me when she moaned just a few moments ago? I mean, if she was, then why would she moan right now? Wouldn’t she just quietly get out of me?
She blushed even harder after producing those sounds, getting on her feet immediately, and turning around to face me. Her whole face kept the reddish colour it had, and her breaths became visible to both me and her. Kuroneko’s chest kept going up and down as she tried to take deep breaths and keep calm, but it was clear her strategy was not working at all. It was as if I was seeing a monk trying to get rid of their desires by meditating, but the centuries-old tradition behind their technique was failing them so badly that even Buddha himself would feel sad for such a lost soul.
“Let’s go back to working on the game, what do you think about that?”, I said, but honestly I was more inclined to hoping Kuroneko would leave my home at this very moment and run away to the police. I couldn’t censor her if she tried to do that…
“No…”, she said as she kept her eyes on my bulge. I hid it with my hands as I realised she kept staring at me, but this left me unguarded when she raised her hands in front of her and laid them on my cheeks. Closing her eyes, her face got nearer mine with each passing moment, and before I could make out what was happening, our lips touched each other.
We stayed like this for quite some time. By the time her face started to separate itself from mine, all kinds of foul thoughts were polluting my mind and my bulge was growing ever so excited by them.
“Kuroneko…”, I said as I tried to formulate a question for her. What are you doing? That’s what I wanted to know, but I realised she wasn’t willing to give me an answer as her hands rested on top of mine. With the same calmness she always displayed, she took them off my bulge and started unzipping my pants.
“You want to get a handjob from me, right, Big Brother.”, she said as she finally grabbed my dick, her cold hands touching my hot dick, I thought it would be really uncomfortable, but it turned out so pleasant that I couldn’t even mutter a word. By this time, my face was probably as red as Kuroneko’s, but that didn’t matter to me anymore, especially as she started stroking me.
“Ah… Kuroneko, don’t you think that-”, I was trying to voice my thoughts, despite not even knowing what they were at the moment, but Kuroneko, with her left hand, laid her index finger and my lips.
“You don’t think anything, let’s just enjoy the moment…”, she said with a weak smile on her face; it seemed as if it would break into an unknown expression if anything out of her expectations happened. Her façade of calmness was breaking with each passing moment, but she still kept stroking me, breathing heavily with each passing moment.
“Ah… Kyousuke, cum for me…”, said Kuroneko as she went down on her knees, looking at my dick being stroked by her like she was observing an exotic animal at the zoo. Her hands started moving faster, and pleasure made it so I couldn’t even realise she was using my first name right now instead of her teasing “Big Brother.”
Honestly, just being touched by her hands felt so pleasurable that any kind of resistance against orgasming right then seemed futile, but I managed to hold out until now. However, looking at the cute girl on her knees in front of me, her face red, and the smile on her face completely gone, instead replaced by her wild curiosity, seemingly trying to take in as my information out of this experience as possible, I realised for the first time that Kuroneko was enjoying this whole thing just as much as I was. Sure, it wasn’t the same enjoyment I was getting, especially since I hadn’t masturbated in quite a while, so any kind of touch was like ascending into a higher heaven. I kept climbing up the hierarchy of heavens with each stroke, and by the time I reached the ninety-ninth, I realised there was no holding back.
Since her left hand had left my lips a while ago, I managed to let out, “Kuroneko-”, but before I could even tell her what was going on, my mind went blank. When I managed to open my eyes, Kuroneko’s face was covered with white stains. Her expression, however, was the same. She was still full of curiosity, her eyes wide-opened and her mouth breathing in and out with a speed that could indicate she had just ran a marathon.
“I’m sorry.”, I worried as I tried to snatch some tissues and gave them to her. She didn’t answer; she just silently picked them up and cleaned her face, making sure not to miss a spot.
However, how should I tell her that she had, indeed, missed a spot? That question floated on my mind until I decided to just be frank and say, “Kuroneko, you still have some here.”, as I pointed to the corner of her mouth. She quickly wiped it away, too, and got up. Her face was still red, but her usual calm and cold expression returned to her face.
After a while, she simply sat down on my bed and said, “Let’s get back to work.”
“Really?”, I asked as I made sure to put my dick where it belonged, that is, inside my pants.
“Let’s get back to work.”, said Kuroneko once again while staring at me. Understanding her message, I closed the eroge and opened the visual novel that was so in need of work.