I'd been ordered by Airi to "hold it" when it came to devouring her massive tits.
Thus, I—the loyal dosukebe hound marquess—ended up buying that breast-shaped pudding after all and sharing it with Tanaka.
Back on the bus, I shoved half the pudding and a spoon right into Tanaka's face as she brazenly read her BL book in her seat.
"Here, Tanaka. Got your favorite breast-shaped pudding."
"S-Sarcasm much?! Well, I'll take it anyway."
With that, she snatched the pudding from me, lewdly stroking the nipple tip with her finger like it was the real thing before digging in, utterly satisfied.
What a hopeless pervert, as always.
I shot her a glance and headed back to my seat.
By the time we returned, Tanaka and Yuria had somehow switched to the seats in front,
so Airi and I ended up side by side directly behind them.
Airi had said we'd swap at the Service Area, so Yuria must have moved up front ahead of time.
(Personally, I wanted to go all the way with Yuria, you know what I mean... Oh well.)
Next time, I'll give those massive thighs the attention they deserve... (sleazy grin).
"Guehehe... Nothing beats eating breast-shaped pudding while reading BL, Ryouta-kun."
Lost in my fantasies, I was jolted by Tanaka's creepy cackle from the seat ahead.
"Don't read BL on the bus. R18 and you're toast."
"It's not! It's wholesome R15 BL! Geez, don't interrupt when I'm hyped over the scene where they're shoving *** into the ***!"
What even is R15 these days...?
Well, these days shoujo manga sneaks in "doing it" just fine, so whatever.
"Hey, Ryouta, what's ***?"
"Don't ask me. Go bug Yuria about it."
"Why me? Just have the guy, Ryouta, explain."
"Ugh! Fine, I'll search it!"
""No, seriously—stop!!""
Yuria and I shut her down hard, one from the front, one from the side.
Searching that crap would fry your brain.
"Ahaha, isn't this fun? Riding the bus with everyone like this~?"
Speak for yourself—it's pure chaos.
"Rui-chan would've made it perfect if she were here."
Airi sounded a little wistful.
"...Hope Rui takes gold at the meet today."
"She will! Rui-chan's competing in two individual sprints at this Inter-High. Wins 'em both, and that's five straight championships each, counting from Junior High School!"
"Five straight? No way."
Perfection aside... Rui's that incredible?
I knew she'd been on Mirai Monster as a future Olympian, but damn, not to that degree.
"You were in the same Junior High School, Ryouta, and you didn't know? They announce that stuff at assemblies."
"I knew she was pretty great."
"No way you'd have heard, Ryouta-kun~"
Tanaka chimed in from up front with her pointless potshot.
"Ryouta-kun's attendance number was always near the front back in Junior High School. During full-school morning assembly awards, he was too busy straining his eyes peeking up girls' skirts on stage. I know, 'cause mine was behind his."
"Oi! Tanaka! Cut the bullshit!"
"Whoa, Ryouta... that's straight-up creepy. Total old-man vibes."
"Ryouta... gross."
Even my usual yes-women, Airi and Yuria, recoiled.
No, for real—I didn't do it!
"Tanaka's pulling shit out of her ass! I was asleep during assemblies 'cause I woke up stupid early. That's all!"
Right... counterstrike time.
"And Tanaka! She brags to me nonstop about sniffing the class girls' hair up close in PE or nailing down perfume brands and shit, just 'cause she's a girl!"
"Ew, Tanaka... seriously creepy."
"Tanaka-chan... you're scaring me."
"H-Hey! Why's it turning on me?!"
Their disgust pivoted straight to Tanaka.
"And also, Tanaka wore my unde—"
"Stop! End my roast session! I admit it—I made shit up earlier!"
Face flushed crimson, half in tears, Tanaka begged forgiveness.
Putting that smug, malicious Tanapedia in her place felt great.
"Well? I knew Ryouta wouldn't stoop to skirt-peeking. Me, his top Understander."
"Yeah, Airi! We've shared a night with him, so I knew it was BS!"
Why are these two defending me so hard? Beats me...
"Anyway, Ryouta? What was that about Tanaka and your underwear?"
"Hm? Oh, that. No biggie."
"Don't you dare!"
"Quiet, Tanaka. Spill it, Ryouta."
Tanaka, mouth clamped by Yuria beside me, mumbled protests my way—but grudge from that false accusation won out, so I continued.
"It was summer break, second year Junior High. Tanaka was at my house; we were watching a romance movie."
""Just the two of you?!?""
Airi and Yuria bellowed, faces twisted.
"Uh... did I say something off?"
"...Nah. Go on."
"R-Right."
What's with them...?
"So, midway through the movie, she suddenly snuggles up to me. I freak, spill juice from my drink all over her clothes."
"S-Stop right there, Ryouta-kun!"
"No choice, so I raided my sister's room for spares. But Tanaka goes, 'Sis'll kill me for borrowing her panties without asking—yours are fine, Ryouta-kun.' Wore mine instead! You'd think getting chewed out by Sis beats wearing a guy's undies!"
Meant as a funny anecdote, but Yuria up front and Airi beside me stayed stone-faced.
"Wait, huh? What's with the reactions?"
"Ah~, gold. Hey, Tanaka... chat later?"
"Airi, you in?"
"Uh, yeah..."
No clue, but Tanaka went ghost-white, like she might hurl from bus sickness.