Operation: Get into Izumi's Good Graces, Phase 3.
Harem Protagonist: CHYOA
Chapter 10
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erikbrown666
Izumi's first instinct was to tell Shujin no, that she could handle getting back to school on her own. Both as a matter of pride and because she rightfully still didn't fully trust him. But when she saw him look on his face, the same look he gave her when offering a free bowl of ramen, an unwavering gleam of sincere desire to help her in his eyes, she surprisingly found herself considering it.
Then she remembered how the meal itself was among the best she'd ever eaten, (even though she'd eaten so much of it that she nearly puked) even competing with her mother's home cooking. And that woman was a professional chef for crying out loud! So to say she was surprised by her perverted neighbor's talents was a bit of an understatement.
And she couldn't help but wonder to herself if maybe he might have other surprises in store for her in what seemed like a personal quest to earn her trust if his recent behavior was any indication.
So, after a brief moment of deep pondering she finally answered with a reluctant. "Ugh..fine."
Shujin once again pumped his fist in victory while whispering "Yes!" loudly.
"But!" she shouted, once again pointing right in your face with a voice full of warning. "You better watch you hands mister, or you're in BIG trouble!"
Shujin gulped audibly. "Yes ma'am!" he said with a slight squeak.
Izumi smirked in satisfaction, her warning made clear to him before allowing him to wrap one of her arms around his shoulder, acting as a sort of crutch for her to walk easier.
Inosuke watched the pair walk back to school, and he sent a prayer of good luck towards his young apprentice. The elderly chef had a good idea of what Shujin was trying to do and he knew that was going to need all the luck he could get. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into my boy." he muttered to himself "Because when you're in the dog house with a girl as strong willed as her, she'll work you to the bone for every inch out of it."
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Progress was slow but steady. Shujin seemed to have learned his lesson from earlier, and truly did seem to be on his best behavior.
Izumi made sure he couldn't see her face (or more importantly, her pink cheeks), because she could feel her massive left breast pressed up firmly to his side.
As a teenage boy, she would've expected to hear him howling at the moon having all that soft, plump flesh squishing against him, but no- Shujin kept his eyes forward and trained on the streets ahead of them.
Step after step, they slowly drew closer to the school.
'Ugh... I'm going to have to hit the gym extra hard today. That ramen was good, but it was also heavy. For once, Izumi's blouse felt tight against her stomach as well as her breasts.
Izumi's mind once again wandered back to the boy helping her along. She was still a little suspicious of him, but between the professional-chef quality food she'd eaten and the fact that he hadn't ditched her and left her to stagger back to school on her own meant that... maybe, just maybe she could ease up on him a little bit.
But only if he stayed on his best behavior! One afternoon of good deeds wasn't enough to make up for all of the peeking incidents she'd had to put up with from him!
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It was a bit of struggle for you to get Izumi to school. One: Because you were scrawny and out of shape. Second: Because Izumi had at least 10 pounds of ramen sloshing around in her formerly flat tummy. And third, and most importantly: About 10 more pounds of supple, round and warm feminine flesh was pressed against your side due your close proximity to her. And you couldn't for one second act like it wasn't the most amazing thing in the world and revel in the feeling, otherwise she would pummel you into the ground!
'Not that much further!' you shout to yourself in your mind, your face so hot and red a satellite in space could spot your heat signature. 'Just turn around this corner and-'
"Okay. That's enough." Izumi said plainly, dislodging herself from your shoulder. "I can get the rest of the way from here on my own." She walked ahead of you a few feet before stopping for a moment to turn her head back slightly towards you. "Thanks by the way. For the meal I mean. And for..well you know."
Just before she could get too far ahead, you remember the last part of your plan. "Wait!" you call out, hopefully not sounding desperate.
Thankfully, Izumi heard you and stopped. "*Sigh* What is it now?" she asked impatiently while turning around fully to face you.
It was now the moment of truth. So you took in a deep breath, prayed that she would accept your offer and said "If you would like, I can fix your blinds for you after school."
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Does Izumi accept your offer?
1. Yes. Even though she is rightfully suspicious of you, she at least allows you to try as long as she's watching you the whole time. (Good Outcome)
2. No. She's too suspicious of you at the moment, but is willing to give more chances to earn her trust. (Neutral Outcome)
3. No. She now thinks that all your actions up until now where just a ploy to let her guard down so you can get into her house and steal her underwear or something. So she threatens you to stay away from her from now on if you know what's good for you. (Bad Outcome)
Then she remembered how the meal itself was among the best she'd ever eaten, (even though she'd eaten so much of it that she nearly puked) even competing with her mother's home cooking. And that woman was a professional chef for crying out loud! So to say she was surprised by her perverted neighbor's talents was a bit of an understatement.
And she couldn't help but wonder to herself if maybe he might have other surprises in store for her in what seemed like a personal quest to earn her trust if his recent behavior was any indication.
So, after a brief moment of deep pondering she finally answered with a reluctant. "Ugh..fine."
Shujin once again pumped his fist in victory while whispering "Yes!" loudly.
"But!" she shouted, once again pointing right in your face with a voice full of warning. "You better watch you hands mister, or you're in BIG trouble!"
Shujin gulped audibly. "Yes ma'am!" he said with a slight squeak.
Izumi smirked in satisfaction, her warning made clear to him before allowing him to wrap one of her arms around his shoulder, acting as a sort of crutch for her to walk easier.
Inosuke watched the pair walk back to school, and he sent a prayer of good luck towards his young apprentice. The elderly chef had a good idea of what Shujin was trying to do and he knew that was going to need all the luck he could get. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into my boy." he muttered to himself "Because when you're in the dog house with a girl as strong willed as her, she'll work you to the bone for every inch out of it."
---------------
Progress was slow but steady. Shujin seemed to have learned his lesson from earlier, and truly did seem to be on his best behavior.
Izumi made sure he couldn't see her face (or more importantly, her pink cheeks), because she could feel her massive left breast pressed up firmly to his side.
As a teenage boy, she would've expected to hear him howling at the moon having all that soft, plump flesh squishing against him, but no- Shujin kept his eyes forward and trained on the streets ahead of them.
Step after step, they slowly drew closer to the school.
'Ugh... I'm going to have to hit the gym extra hard today. That ramen was good, but it was also heavy. For once, Izumi's blouse felt tight against her stomach as well as her breasts.
Izumi's mind once again wandered back to the boy helping her along. She was still a little suspicious of him, but between the professional-chef quality food she'd eaten and the fact that he hadn't ditched her and left her to stagger back to school on her own meant that... maybe, just maybe she could ease up on him a little bit.
But only if he stayed on his best behavior! One afternoon of good deeds wasn't enough to make up for all of the peeking incidents she'd had to put up with from him!
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It was a bit of struggle for you to get Izumi to school. One: Because you were scrawny and out of shape. Second: Because Izumi had at least 10 pounds of ramen sloshing around in her formerly flat tummy. And third, and most importantly: About 10 more pounds of supple, round and warm feminine flesh was pressed against your side due your close proximity to her. And you couldn't for one second act like it wasn't the most amazing thing in the world and revel in the feeling, otherwise she would pummel you into the ground!
'Not that much further!' you shout to yourself in your mind, your face so hot and red a satellite in space could spot your heat signature. 'Just turn around this corner and-'
"Okay. That's enough." Izumi said plainly, dislodging herself from your shoulder. "I can get the rest of the way from here on my own." She walked ahead of you a few feet before stopping for a moment to turn her head back slightly towards you. "Thanks by the way. For the meal I mean. And for..well you know."
Just before she could get too far ahead, you remember the last part of your plan. "Wait!" you call out, hopefully not sounding desperate.
Thankfully, Izumi heard you and stopped. "*Sigh* What is it now?" she asked impatiently while turning around fully to face you.
It was now the moment of truth. So you took in a deep breath, prayed that she would accept your offer and said "If you would like, I can fix your blinds for you after school."
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Does Izumi accept your offer?
1. Yes. Even though she is rightfully suspicious of you, she at least allows you to try as long as she's watching you the whole time. (Good Outcome)
2. No. She's too suspicious of you at the moment, but is willing to give more chances to earn her trust. (Neutral Outcome)
3. No. She now thinks that all your actions up until now where just a ploy to let her guard down so you can get into her house and steal her underwear or something. So she threatens you to stay away from her from now on if you know what's good for you. (Bad Outcome)
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