"So, Tsuburi, I'll leave it to you, okay?"
Hisui gave me the nod.
"Hyai?"
I made a weird noise right along with my boss, Usada. Yeah, not my proudest moment.
For a second, I thought, Maybe I can pass this to my superior and dodge the consequences later, but…
There were a few things I didn't do quite right yesterday, and I wanted to redeem myself this time.
I felt that weird mix of Yay, it's my turn! and Okay, time to get to work, and I hesitated for a moment.
But before I could decide, Hisui grabbed my hand firmly, tipping the scales in favor of "Let's do this."
I gave a quick glance to the remaining two to say goodbye and headed into the extraction room.
Things were smoother this time. None of the stiffness I felt yesterday. I didn't need to rely on deep breathing or focus my energy like before.
I didn't go off-track explaining the room and accidentally stall the process forever like last time. Honestly, even I laugh now thinking about how bad that was. Total flop.
So this time, I was going to take the lead and handle it perfectly…
A few minutes later
"Hyann…"
Why am I the one getting all flustered?
"Attacking me doesn't really help the process, does it?"
The goal is to help Hisui produce what we need. Making me feel good is, like, totally not the point. Not that I mind—emotionally, I'm kind of thrilled—but this is a job, and I was supposed to be the one in charge.
Hisui had already said they'd had two rounds earlier, so it might take a bit to get things going again and asked me to go slowly. I figured that meant I should do my best to gently and steadily bring it out.
All the techniques I'd studied and practiced—I thought this was the moment to put them to use.
I wasn't just eager; I genuinely enjoyed the process. Even yesterday, it was fun to try different ways and see reactions. And, well, watching it change and grow with each heartbeat is kind of… cute. Endearing, even.
That said, Hidui is... well, generously sized, so going all in would be a serious task. Still, part of me wanted to explore everything—feeling the warmth, the texture, the shape—but I know that for the purpose of collection, I had to stay professional. Also, yeah, consuming any of it is totally out of the question. Not part of the plan.
Still, I think I could keep this up for 30 minutes, even an hour, no problem.
All these thoughts raced through my head—my pure maiden brain running wild—as I geared up for action.
Kiss*.
Another kiss. Today's, like, the third?
Kissing feels way better than I expected, but it kind of ruins my game plan. I can't use my mouth techniques if it's being... preoccupied.
And while I was distracted by kisses and caresses, my hands—supposed to be doing the real work—kind of slacked off.
If I just focused with my hands, I could probably have finished the job quickly, but that's not allowed this time. So now we're stuck in this awkward loop.
So I kept gently rubbing and stroking with both hands, while Hisui, full of energy, was clinging to me. And thanks to that, I've been teetering on the edge of losing it completely.
Any more, and I'd totally—
Piku.
Biku.
(Yes! Here we go!)
I felt the telltale signs from Hisui was go time.
Whew, finally.
I struck a mental "wipe sweat from forehead" pose.
"You're about to finish, right?"
Since Jade didn't say anything, I had to ask.
"Did you notice?"
"It's super obvious!"
Hisui looked completely unbothered. Meanwhile, I've already lost count of how many times I was overwhelmed.
"Alright then, I'm ready!"
Great, here comes the final stretch—
Slide.
"Hiyaa?!"
That surprise move hit just the right spot, and my whole body went jelly. It was one of those "full-body reaction" moments.
Honestly, if I'd been alone, I might've passed out.
But no way was I giving in!
And so, I pushed through and finished the job.
"Whoa… that's seriously a lot. And thick…"
I stared at the collected sample in the container. I couldn't help blurting it out. All that effort clearly paid off.
"Maybe all the lovey-dovey stuff helped?"
Hisui probably didn't mean anything by it, but still—maybe go easier on me next time? My legs were still shaking, so we just sat together evaluating the results. Kind of surreal, really.
The thick, white sample looked like milk or condensed milk. Texture-wise… like badly mixed starch pudding or tapioca pearls. Yeah, it was that thick. No wonder it'd be a problem if it was ever released inside someone.
"Alright, let's take a break."
Hisui casually flopped back, exhausted.
In front of me was… well, what remained. A tiny drop still hanging on.
There might be a bit left in the system. Cleaning up a little wouldn't hurt, right?
And so, we had a bit of "bonus time."
It was delicious.