"Yoshito... Yoshito-kun..."
Gently pulling back, Ito Yoshito gazed at the blushing face of Takahara Kasumi, who was simultaneously shy and flirtatious. Her luscious, pink lips glistened, igniting the fire within him.
As the heavy warmth of his breath enveloped her face, Takahara Kasumi felt a whirlwind of emotions—anticipation, shyness, secret joy, fear—all mingling together, causing her body to flush.
Ito Yoshito wrapped his arms around Kasumi's soft waist, gently pinching the layer of plush flesh that accumulated over her abdomen. The tender touch made him crave her even more.
"Kasumi... Is it okay...?"
"..."
On the warm tatami mat, the rising temperature suddenly stalled. The glint of a ring on his finger reminded Ito Yoshito that Kasumi was not entirely ready yet.
Despite having witnessed the indiscretions of her husband with Han Yue, and having faced Han Yue's aggressive provocations, Kasumi's timid nature prevented her from confronting him directly. If Ito Yoshito were to assert himself now, Kasumi would likely not resist—but such an approach would only deepen the wounds in her already fragile heart. That was not the outcome Ito Yoshito desired.
Even though they couldn't take that next step tonight, the emotional stimulus from their encounter would likely leave a lasting impression on Takahara Kasumi, increasing her feelings toward him. The memory of this night would surely linger in her heart.
If Han Yue and her father did not change their behavior, fully possessing Takahara Kasumi would ultimately just be a matter of time.
Looking into Kasumi's slightly averted gaze, Ito Yoshito smiled, unfazed by her ambivalence.
With a gentle smile, he rested his chin lightly on her head, one hand softly stroking her hair.
"Don't worry, I won't pressure you. Just rest."
"Yoshito-kun..."
Nestled in his warm embrace, feeling the heat of his breath, Takahara Kasumi was filled with guilt. After stirring the youthful desires of her neighbor, she couldn't help but wonder how she was any different from those bad women who toyed with men's emotions.
Biting her lower lip slightly, she hesitated before gently rubbing her cheek against Ito Yoshito's neck.
Feeling the tickle at her neck, Ito Yoshito released his hold and looked curiously at her flushed face tilted up towards him.
"...Yoshito-kun" Faced with his starry black eyes, Takahara Kasumi resolved to speak up. "Yoshito-kun except... for the last step..."
Gazing into the subtle ripples of affection in her charming, quivering eyes, Ito Yoshito understood. Kasumi was probably sensing his discomfort and had mustered great courage to make this decision. Touched, Ito Yoshito's gaze softened even further.
"Alright..."
Bending his head slightly, he felt the thin sheen of sweat from both their foreheads mingle, the tip of his nose nudging against her delicate one. Their lips parted slightly, warm breaths teasing each other's emotions.
"Kasumi..."
"I like you~"
"I... I..."
"Chuu~"
Before she could finish her response, Ito Yoshito captured her lips again, softly conveying his affection.
Kasumi's lips were not like those of his other partner, Yuzuki Kyouko, who would challenge him fiercely. The beauty before him was more like a delicate jasmine who allowed him to tease and caress her.
"Mm~!"
In the cool night, the moon hung solemnly in the sky, casting its light over a corner where a warm, pink glow seemed to radiate, akin to the sun.
...
The next morning, when Takahara Kasumi woke again from her dreams, the warm figure beside her had vanished.
With sleepy eyes, she opened them to the cozy sunlight filtering through the curtains, warming her pale body clad in a black lace nightgown, making her feel as if she were in a warm spring.
Stretching her arms, she realized that this had been her best sleep in days.
"Mmm... so comfortable..."
Rising from the tatami mat, the gentle morning breeze drifted through the window, causing the hem of her sexy nightgown to flutter.
"Ah~"
Suddenly feeling a chill between her legs, Kasumi's cheeks flushed crimson.
Last night, although she and Ito Yoshito hadn't gone all the way, her voluptuous body was mostly bare, with only the thin strap of her nightgown providing a flimsy barrier...
But that was hardly sufficient. The graceful lines of her figure, her delicate skin, the jade-like hue of her legs—all were just hints beneath the sheer fabric. In her dazed state, she realized how easily Ito Yoshito could take advantage of her vulnerability.
Like a drought finally meeting rain, Takahara Kasumi, long starved of affection, welcomed the gentlest of warmth without hesitation. The small piece of fabric she wore was no longer suitable for her; she needed to let Yoshito take it to wash.
With a shy glance at the small patch of sunlight in the room, she spotted two damp pieces of cloth hanging on a drying rack: one feminine, the other masculine.
"Really... a lively young man, huh~"
After folding the tatami mat neatly, just as she was about to return to her rental unit, something on the table caught her eye.
A still-warm glass of milk, a soft bread roll, and a note.
"Kasumi-oneechan~ Remember to have breakfast! It's not good for your health to skip~" ٩(๑>◡<๑)۶
Touching her warm cheeks, Takahara Kasumi's mouth involuntarily curved into a smile, her charming eyes shimmering like water.
"...He's such a kind young man~"
...
"Creak."
Opening the familiar door, she walked inside to find it completely quiet. Takahara Kasumi moved to her bedroom, where the tatami was in disarray, left unkempt.
Sighing, she began to clean up, noticing some damp spots on the bedding. She hesitated, then set the sheets aside to wash later.
She didn't want to say anything. It was probably best this way... They could live their lives, and she had found her own happiness... right?
...
At Ousei Academy, during lunchtime.
"Ah~"
"Yoshito-kun~ Come try this piece of meat~"
Under the bright sunshine, on the empty rooftop, four figures—either handsome or striking—gathered together once more.
Shinomiya Natsuha was sitting next to Ito Yoshito, nearly snuggling into his side, sweetly teasing him with a piece of meat.
Kurashiki Reina raised an eyebrow, glancing at Tsushima Rina, who was in the same class as Shinomiya Natsuha.
'What's going on with this girl?'
In response to Kurashiki's questioning gaze, Tsushima Rina shook her head slightly.
'I don't know either.'
"Yoshito-kun~" Tsushima Rina linked her arm through Ito Yoshito's, "Hey, can you tell me what happened between you and Shinomiya? You two seem closer somehow."
"Actually..."
"Hehe~ There's nothing much to say."
Shinomiya Natsuha interrupted Ito Yoshito, laughing sweetly. Her wine-red eyes narrowed, almost cunningly, as they sparkled with mischief.
"It's nothing much! Just ahead of you all!"
"Ahead?" ×2
"Yoshito's girlfriend! It's Shinomiya Natsuha!"
Although she hadn't refused Ito Yoshito's idea of forming a harem last night, she hadn't clearly accepted it either. Shinomiya Natsuha wanted to test the waters again, to see if she could monopolize Ito Yoshito.
Under the warm, intimate atmosphere, Natsuha knew that in such a heated moment, she'd likely end up agreeing to whatever excessive demands Yoshito might make.
"..."
The warm midday breeze flowed from the sun above, gently tousling the hair of the four of them. Tsushima Rina and Kurashiki Reina stared at Shinomiya Natsuha, who was cozying up to Ito Yoshito, brimming with pride.
"Oh~" ×2
Two soft female voices responded, surprisingly calm and flat, not at all the dramatic reaction Shinomiya had anticipated.
"Hey! What kind of reaction is that from you two?!"
"Tch, what's there to be proud of? It's just a girlfriend; it's not like I can't take that from you!" Kurashiki Reina scoffed, pursing her lips. "If I want something, I will definitely get it!"
"Hehe~ That's right~"
"You two! I knew it! You're both bad women!" Shinomiya Natsuha's face flushed angrily. "Yoshito already has a girlfriend, and you two are still trying to seduce him!"
"Hehe" Tsushima Rina chuckled, lifting her lightly made-up face, gently pulling Ito Yoshito down a bit by his collar. Her lips parted slightly, breath like orchids. "Yoshito-kun Kiss~"
"Chuu~"
Ito Yoshito didn't resist; he deeply entwined his lips with the pink-haired vixen in front of Natsuha, his official girlfriend.
"Rina, honestly~" Kurashiki Reina raised an eyebrow, watching the intimate scene with a flushed face. Her charming eyes started to shimmer with spring water.
As if being overwhelmingly claimed by Ito Yoshito, her body responded to his advances, and she couldn't help but become aroused, leaving the lunch cloth beneath them increasingly damp.
"You two!" Shinomiya Natsuha clenched her fists, glaring at Tsushima Rina and Ito Yoshito, her delicate hand gripping Yoshito's waist, tugging at his soft flesh.
Strangely, although Ito Yoshito was being affectionate with what she perceived as bad women right in front of her, Shinomiya Natsuha didn't feel a surge of rage but rather a slight pang of jealousy.
"Idiot!"
"Shameless!"
"Pervert!"
"Chu~"
Releasing the alluring lips of Tsushima Rina, Ito Yoshito turned towards Shinomiya Natsuha, grasping her soft little hand as he pulled her into his embrace, still tasting Rina's sweet and warm saliva. He leaned down to kiss her rosy lips.
"Mm~"
Shinomiya Natsuha, humming sweetly, melted into Ito Yoshito's embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck in a heartbeat.
The once-defiant words that had escaped her lips softened into a gentle curve under his playful ministrations.
"Hehe~"
Tsushima Rina leaned in closer, inserting herself between Ito Yoshito and Shinomiya Natsuha, her shimmering red lips blinking with surprise as she observed.
"Wow~ I didn't expect you, Natsuha, to be so captivated by steamy kisses! That pure facade was just for show, huh?"
She playfully rubbed Natsuha's cheek, whispering teasingly in her ear, "You're so flushed~ Natsuha~"
"Mmhm~!"
Shyly trembling, Shinomiya Natsuha lost whatever strength she had, her arms drooping in front of her chest.
"Chu~"
Gently pulling back, Ito Yoshito gazed at Shinomiya Natsuha's flushed cheeks, seemingly glowing with warmth. He chuckled softly, his heated breath grazing her ear.
"Natsuha, my pants are wet~"
"Eep~"
Shinomiya Natsuha couldn't help but emit another soft whimper, akin to being struck by a soft, intoxicating force.
"Hehe~ Natsuha is truly weak~ Just a small fish~ Just a small fish~"
With a burning gaze fixated on the unfolding drama, Tsushima Rina couldn't help but snicker at Shinomiya Natsuha, glancing at Kurashiki Reina. "Don't you think so, Reina~?"
The blonde bombshell, sitting with her legs crossed, stared dreamily at Ito Yoshito, her eyes glistening with moisture, fixated on him. Her once-dominant expression had turned rosy, radiating heat, as if soft vapors were escaping her breaths.
"Reina?"
"Ah? Is it my turn?"
"Hmm?" Tsushima Rina's eyes danced mischievously as she observed Kurashiki Reina's dazed expression, leaning in closer to whisper in her ear.
"Yeah~ Yoshito wants you to join in~"
"Well, if it's Yoshito's request~ then I guess I have no choice~"
Kurashiki Reina's water-filled eyes rippled with emotion, her breath quickening as she leaned towards Ito Yoshito, her soft curves accentuated as she crawled toward him.
Embracing Shinomiya Natsuha, Ito Yoshito suddenly felt another warm, soft sensation on the other side, turning to meet Kurashiki Reina's enchanting smile.
"Join in~ Yoshito~"
...
Midway through, entranced by the heated atmosphere, Tsushima Rina also joined in the playful games with the three of them.
Though all three girls were adept at kissing Ito Yoshito, this experience of indirectly kissing through him was surprisingly exhilarating and peculiar.
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