As the sun gradually rose from the horizon, its dazzling rays pierced the darkness that enveloped the sky.
The sunlight had not yet fully warmed the earth, and the gentle breeze still carried the coolness of the night, softly brushing against the white curtains of the small rental room, dispelling the humid air that had lingered throughout the night, gradually refreshing the space.
At this moment, Ito Yoshito lay sprawled on the bed like a "木" character, while beside him, Shinomiya Natsuha curled up in his embrace like a pet, deeply asleep.
Shinomiya Natsuha was in a deep slumber, and the fatigue was evident from her peaceful face as she slept.
However, for Ito Yoshito, whose physical capabilities had been enhanced, a brief rest had completely restored his energy.
Like Pandora's box from mythology, once the nature concealed within was fully unleashed, it would be uncontrollable, and coincidentally, Ito Yoshito had the key to unlock Shinomiya Natsuha's concealed form beneath her sweetness.
Thus, for nearly an entire night, Shinomiya Natsuha and Ito Yoshito had been confiding in each other, and the girl's tender feelings stirred one's soul.
Beneath the blanket, Ito Yoshito tightened his grip around Shinomiya Natsuha's slender waist, and unlike her adorable sleeping face from the previous night, she resembled a gentle kitten, occasionally murmuring in her dreams.
Ito Yoshito couldn't help but chuckle silently.
"Wuwuwu…"
"Natsuha, I was thinking of helping you take a day off today," he said softly, withdrawing his hand and ceasing to tease Shinomiya Natsuha.
"....Mm"
Amidst her drowsiness, Shinomiya Natsuha responded.
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In the morning, when Ito Yoshito called Tsukishima Kyouko to request a leave for Shinomiya Natsuha, she immediately saw through his intention.
After a few rounds of back-and-forth, it was clear that Tsukishima Kyouko had gained significant understanding of Ito Yoshito's thriving affections.
"I'm sorry, Ito-sama! My weak body couldn't withstand all your strength; I'm very sorry!"
After jealously threatening to teach Ito Yoshito a severe lesson next time, Tsukishima Kyouko granted the leave for Shinomiya Natsuha.
After preparing breakfast for Shinomiya Natsuha, Ito Yoshito prepared to head out for school. It wasn't that he didn't want to stay in bed with Shinomiya Natsuha, but Tsukishima Kyouko would not allow him to take a day off.
Hydrangeas prefer warm, moist environments and cannot tolerate drought or waterlogging.
They thrive in semi-shade, cannot withstand cold, and are best suited for fertile, well-drained acidic soil. The soil's pH significantly affects the color of hydrangea flowers: they bloom blue in acidic soil and red in alkaline soil, with acidic soil being the best for cultivation.
Hydrangeas have lush foliage and require a lot of water during their growing seasons in spring, summer, and autumn, requiring sufficient watering to keep the potting soil consistently moist. In hot summer weather, where evaporation is high, it is also necessary to mist the leaves daily.
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"I'm heading out"
As soon as he opened the door, Ito Yoshito saw Takahara Hazuki bidding farewell to the stiff-faced Takahara Kasumi with a sweet voice, as they descended the stairs together with Mr. Takahara.
"Ito-nii"
Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, Takahara Hazuki's eyes brightened as she spotted Ito Yoshito locking the door, and she approached him with a honeyed tone, as if drawing him in like sweet syrup.
Ito Yoshito raised an eyebrow, wondering what kind of stimulus had prompted Takahara Hazuki to behave so sweetly, transforming their ordinary neighborly relationship.
"Hello, Takahara-san."
"Ito-san."
As he walked beside Takahara Hazuki, listening to her sweet greeting, Ito Yoshito, who already perceived Takahara Hazuki as his own possession, furrowed his brow in dissatisfaction, covertly scanning the space between them.
'Hazuki, you are mine... No one can take you away!'
"Hello, Mr. Takahara."
He nodded towards Mr. Takahara, intending to pass by them.
"Wait, Ito-san."
"Hmm?"
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Takahara suppressed his jealousy and spoke softly.
"Ito-san, what is your relationship with Hazuki? You see... she spends a lot of time alone at home and hasn't had many friends her age come over… what I mean is…"
His voice was somewhat incoherent, clearly showing that this ordinary employee did not possess a strong ability to articulate his thoughts.
However, Ito Yoshito understood what he was getting at, noticing the grudging expression on his face.
Others might assume he was unhappy because his daughter was involved with someone, but Ito Yoshito, fully aware of their inappropriate relationship, understood perfectly.
'Jealous?!'
"Haha Guess!"
Ito Yoshito, facing this uncomprehending question, couldn't be bothered to respond and simply walked past them.
"Wait…"
Grabbing Ito Yoshito's arm, Mr. Takahara tried to inquire further.
"What else do you want?"
Looking at the hand resting on his arm, Ito Yoshito grew impatient, casting an indifferent sidelong glance at Mr. Takahara.
"N-no, it's nothing…"
Under Ito Yoshito's calm gaze, for some reason, Mr. Takahara felt an enormous pressure from this young high school student, causing him to stutter and quickly release his grip on Ito Yoshito.
"Ha"
...
Putting this small interlude aside, as soon as Ito Yoshito arrived at school, he was caught by Tsukishima Kyouko and dragged into the guidance room.
Gently pulling open the door to the guidance room, Tsukishima Kyouko was already sitting inside impatiently, her voluptuous black stockings crossed, the purple high heels swaying lightly.
Upon seeing Ito Yoshito standing at the door, her delicate face revealed a cold and aloof expression that seemed to reject everyone.
"I'm coming in, Kyouko"
Cheerfully entering the guidance room, Ito Yoshito pulled the door closed and casually locked it.
"Kyouko"
"That's rude; you should address me as Sensei in school."
"Hmph!"
With her face turned to the side, she shot a disdainful look at Ito Yoshito as he took his seat, a delicate huff escaping her lips.
"Hehe, Kyouko What's wrong?"
Ito Yoshito casually slipped off Tsukishima Kyouko's purple high heels, cradling her dainty feet in his hands, kneading them while sweetly inquiring.
"Don't be so cheesy. We aren't that familiar."
"What kind of relationship do we have?"
Holding her soft feet in his hands, he pressed the pressure points in her soles with varying intensity, the comfortable touch softening Tsukishima Kyouko's expression and eliciting sweet, muffled moans from her throat.
"Hmph!"
"How's this pressure?"
"The, there… a bit harder, mmhm!"
In truth, after Tsukishima Kyouko was thoroughly defeated by Ito Yoshito in their 'three against one' encounter, she realized that she alone could not satisfy his insatiable desires.
As for him dating, as long as he didn't force any girl, it wouldn't matter if he was a little flirtatious.
Using the blooming hydrangeas as an excuse to put on a sulky face, she intended to tease Ito Yoshito.
After the years of mundane daily life with her husband Matsuo, suddenly tasting such a large sweet date from Ito Yoshito was utterly intoxicating.
It felt as sweet as falling in love, making Tsukishima Kyouko crave even more.
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