Morning mist enveloped the landscape like a delicate veil, and the first light of dawn quietly rose, dispelling the darkness of night and clearing away the lingering gloom.
In an instant, as the Tyndall effect took hold, soft beams of light began to take on graceful shapes. The golden sunlight pierced through the thin fog, transforming the entire world into a golden sea of fairyland.
"Drip—"
Suddenly, a gentle sound broke the silence as a crystalline drop of dew fell into a small puddle, the crisp sound echoing in the morning haze. Perhaps crowded out by the tenaciously growing tender shoots, a vibrant shade of green seemed to sparkle, radiating a vigorous vitality.
"Hazuki, have you noticed? Why hasn't your mother come back all night? I can't reach her on the phone."
Mr. Takahara stood before the mirror adjusting his tie, his brow furrowed in concern as he addressed Hazuki Takahara, who was nearby.
"..." Although she had her suspicions, Hazuki shook her head gently, saying, "Otou-san, don't you have to work overtime today? You should hurry; you don't want to be late."
"I suppose something is holding her up. She should come back today. I'll call her and check."
"Damn it! That heartless boss makes people work overtime on the weekend. Ugh!"
Mr. Takahara grumbled as he picked up his briefcase and headed out the door.
"Well then, Hazuki, I'm leaving."
"Safe travels."
"Click."
As the door slowly closed, the rising sun was left outside, and the room returned to its shadowy silence.
"…"
After lingering for a moment in the entryway, Hazuki took off her nightgown and slipped on some slippers before heading out the door.
'Last night, Ito watched my message... even if he didn't reply.'
With a flurry of complicated emotions, Hazuki tiptoed down the staircase and quietly arrived at Ito Yoshito's little apartment door. She leaned her cheek against the door, straining to catch any sound from inside.
"..."
Warm sunlight gently streamed through the sheer curtains, softly brushing against the beautiful face of the slumbering woman, where two dried tear tracks glimmered. The ivory skin glowed with a hint of blush, exuding a bittersweet allure.
"Mm-hmm~"
With a little itch at the tip of her nose, Kasumi Takahara fluttered her beautiful eyes open, her drowsy mind initially disoriented as she began to feel the gentle teasing from next to her, coupled with a warm sensation on her abdomen.
Kasumi gradually recalled the tender yet wild entanglement from the previous night, a blissful smile blooming on her face as she turned to look at the boy with a beaming smile beside her.
His visage appeared shrouded in a golden glow, radiant and warm like the sun, causing her cheeks to flush slightly. The unprecedented feelings from last night, which fully allowed her to experience the ultimate pleasure of womanhood, surged within her soft body once again.
"Ah-choo!"
She sneezed lightly, casting a charming glance at Ito Yoshito to stop his playful antics of tickling her nose with her hair.
"Yoshito-kun~ Don't tease me~"
Her voice was soft and sweet, like a gentle drizzle over the southern waters, intensely alluring, caressing his very bones. It made Ito feel he could no longer bear to tease her.
He let go of her hair, slipping his hand back beneath the comforting covers while the other gently traced the delicate curve of her waist, playfully pinching her soft, slightly rounded belly.
Locking gazes with Kasumi's bashful expression, he couldn't help but tease her.
"Good morning, dear Miss Kasumi."
"Mm."
Kasumi's cheeks reddened further as she bowed her head, leaning softly against Ito's broad chest.
"Hehe~"
Ito nestled his chin on her smooth hair, quietly savoring the tranquil moment of the morning together.
This peaceful and warm feeling brought a look of contentment to Kasumi's face.
Kasumi slightly raised her head, gazing into his handsome face so closely that her heart raced. She subtly shifted her curvaceous form, only to suddenly feel an unusual rush.
"Yoshito-kun~"
"Mm?"
"Why, why is it again...?"
Although they had already bared their hearts to each other the night before, Kasumi retained her youthful shyness regarding matters of love, her cheeks blooming with pink like cherry blossoms in March, her body trembling gently.
"Hehe~"
Hearing Kasumi's playful tone, Ito paused, then instinctively understood, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"Kasumi, this kind of thing isn't something I can control. You see, it's a normal physiological response for men, arising unconsciously. Generally speaking, healthy men experience this, so doesn't it reflect that I'm quite healthy?"
"Is that... really how it is...?"
With her cheeks burning hotter, Kasumi asked dreamily.
Her slightly parted lips and her captivating eyes revealed an unimpaired clarity, as Kasumi gazed at Ito with a blend of innocence and allure.
"...Uh—"
At that moment, the mature woman appeared like a pure, innocent girl, blinking her eyes with an irresistible charm that made Ito's breath hitch, followed by an exhalation of heated air.
"Kasumi..."
"What is it?"
The stunning neighbor, still unaware of the precarious situation she was about to face, asked innocently.
"Kasumi, I need your help."
Furrowing his brow, Ito looked seriously at her, resting his hand on her smooth shoulder.
"W-What's wrong?"
Kasumi gasped slightly at his intense demeanor, her brow creasing with concern.
"While this physiological response is one sign of male health..."
He paused, seeming a bit shy to continue.
"...Just tell me, Yoshito. Don't scare me!"
Shifting closer, Kasumi pressed herself against Ito, her eyes wide with apprehension, searching his face.
"Ugh—"
"Yoshito?"
Ito seemed a bit flustered under her gaze, turning his head slightly away.
"However, if this isn't addressed in time, it could pose a threat to health."
"What should we do?!"
An almost imperceptible curve appeared on his lips, then quickly vanished as Ito leaned closer to Kasumi, whispering softly in her ear.
The warm breath swirling around Kasumi's sensitive ear made her feel a tickling sensation, yet she had no space to enjoy it amidst her resolute focus on what Ito was saying.
"...Kasumi, I need you to help me cool down..."
"Wha—?! Me?"
Kasumi's cheeks turned a fiery red, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"...Is that really, really effective?"
"Would I lie to you?"
Looking deeply into Kasumi's trembling eyes, Ito's expression was serious yet resolute.
Her bashful eyes shimmered with a thin layer of fog, and Kasumi bit her plush, red lips delicately, her fair, slender feet curled slightly beneath the covers.
Finally, the young woman parted her lips, her voice trembling with shyness, "If it can help you, I—I'm willing..."
"Rustle, rustle."
Kasumi's voluptuous body moved like a nimble water snake, gliding down the smooth blankets.
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