Ch. 90: According To The Archbishop, If There’s Any Doubt, Why Don’t We Just Execute Him?

The Inquisition.
It was a dangerous thing where you get roughly certified as a guilty person in the name of justice.
Once the inquisition began, there was no way to escape.

“We will now begin the hearing of the accused, Mikami Souta.”

With the dignity of an archbishop, Yuika stood up from her chair.

“The allegations are that he left the ‘From good morning to good night, my beautiful childhood friend is my top priority’ cult!”

I’m sprawled out on the floor, desperately trying to appeal.

“Are you stupid!? I’ve done nothing to warrant suspicion! Yeah, stop, please stop…!”

Ignoring my sobs, the Archbishop began to button her pajamas with a stern hand.

“There will be no mercy.”

The buttons were mercilessly fastened all the way to the collar, obscuring her F-cup, and I was overcome with despair.

“Damn it, the door to heaven has been closed… I was so close to being able to cuddle with Yuika! I was already in that mode…!”
“Goodness, did you really want to cuddle with me that badly?”

“I wanted to! Today was the day I was going to make you scream your head off with no brakes!”
“That’s funny, boy, because I was also thinking that today I don’t care what you do to me, and I’m not going to say no to any of it…”

“I’ll do it now!
“There is no such thing as ‘now’!”
“Why—Geeh!?”

A stuffed King Arthur was shoved on top of my head.
My nose was crushed against the floor. Ow ow ow! I just bumped into her laptop, so it still hurts like hell!

However, the direct attack from the Archbishop and Yuika did not stop.

“What is with that girl’s smell? She says gag-like lines without gagging, but what kind of woman is she?”
“Are you serious!? I never thought I’d hear such a line in my life!”

“That’s my line! I didn’t think I’d ever hear myself say such a funny line again! When did my childhood friend become a harem protagonist?”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down! What the hell is that smell in the first place? I just had a rough day at school, stopped by a diner, and came straight here. I don’t smell like a girl!
“You do. It’s really intense too.”

King Arthur moved away and Yuika crouched down.
Her face was half hidden by the stuffed animal in her hand.

“Souta always smelled like a lot of different girls.”
“What!? I-I haven’t heard that before! What harem protagonist lines are you speaking!?”

“So here we are, talking about a harem protagonist.”
“This not a harem type, and I’m not a protagonist!”

“That’s not the point.”
“I know that, but!”

I desperately turned my head.
Let’s think about it calmly. I go to school every day and work part-time on weekends.

Naturally, I pass by all kinds of girls.
I think that’s all Yuika was talking about, isn’t it?

…That was what I thought, but apparently not.
Over King Arthur, my childhood friend opened her mouth.

“The usual Souta smells like he’s drawing a line between those girls and me.”
“Haa? Drawing a line…smell like that, what?”
“It smells like ‘bishbish’.”

“…I don’t know what’s going on here. And if you’re talking about the smell that draws the line, that’s not a girl’s smell, that’s my smell.”
“…Ah, I guess so.”

She nodded with a look of certainty on her face.
Then, just as I thought she had put down the stuffed animal, she suddenly leaned forward.

“Well, let’s make sure!”
“What? It’s not ‘suryu’, it’s ‘suryu’! Eh, are you serious? Wait, wait, wait, kya!?”

I screamed like a girl.

She pushed me down and put her head on top of me. And then, like a puppy, she gave me a full-on sniff.

“The hearing begins! It’s a kunka punishment! Kunka, Kunka, Kunka!”
“Whoa! What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing!?”
“Don’t move! I’m sniffing Souta right now to check his scent! If you resist, meh!”

“It’s not ‘meh’, it’s ‘meh’! I don’t want to be pushed down on the floor and smelled!”
“Don’t worry. I like Souta’s basic smell!”
“What basic smell? I don’t know what you’re capable of because your explanation is so sketchy.”

I want to stop her, but first, I couldn’t stop myself.

This was because Yuika shoved her face into my neck, and her bra-less chest are about to hit my chest, but they don’t! Ah, she almost hit me again just now for a second…but she didn’t! What is this exquisite torture!?

“Mmm, I knew it.”
“Wha…What…Did…You knew…huh…”

As if she was somehow convinced, Yuika raised her body.
She was riding on top of me.

In the meantime, I’m having a double attack of embarrassment and jealousy of no bra, and my life bar was zero. I’m going limp.

Then Yuika concluded, still sitting on me..

“I came to a conclusion. Souta was right, it wasn’t the smell of a girl that I was feeling, it was the smell of Souta.”
“…I’m glad that…you’ve come…to that conclusion.”

“And I can smell the usual Souta drawing a proper line with the girls. But today, it’s different. I can smell that he’s opened up to a certain girl.”
“…Well…what is it? You are asserting this with great confidence, but have you blossomed a mysterious special ability?”

“Umu. Perhaps this is a woman’s intuition.”
“When did you develop such a thing? When?”

“When Souta cleaned my ears. Ever since then, I’ve been able to tell Souta’s girl status by smell.”
“…I see.”

…It was surprisingly persuasive.
Was it so, that a woman’s intuition has blossomed after that ear cleaning? …Yeah, I think I’m just going to have to accept that that’s the way it was.

“Fufufu, I have a feeling that when my woman’s intuition gets better, I’ll be able to tell Souta’s lies in a flash.”
“…You’re starting to enjoy this situation, aren’t you? Also, I don’t lie or anything.”

“Then tell me honestly. Which girl did you open your heart to?”
“I don’t know. I don’t think I did…”

“Yes, kunka kunka kunka!”
“What the!? Don’t, noooooooooo!”

The merciless kunka punishment resumed, and my inquisition continued.