Seeing Otome tasting the porridge, the boy's lips curled into a smile.
But he did not sneak up on her unethically and just gradually moved closer to the girl's face in front of her eyes.
Although the two of them were childhood sweethearts, to be honest, the predecessor did not have any male-female feelings towards Otome.
And even though the girl had always cared for his former self, she never made any further moves that could determine her feeling.
But to say that she had no thoughts about him and continued to take care of him for half a year just because of their pure friendship, he obviously didn't believe it at all.
Even though he thinks some people are quite kind, generally no one would do this much for a simple friend.
The reason why she could do this was either that she is stupid or that she likes him or, at the bare minimum, have a good impression of him.
In order to verify this idea of his, the most direct way was to go up.
Whether she genuinely likes him and respond or just gets surprised and freeze, as long as she didn't dodge and the kiss landed, then this relationship would be tacitly acknowledged..
With this 'I have nothing to lose' mindset, Sasaki smiled and slowly approached the girl's gentle and pretty face.
"Is it not? Let me try again... Can I?"
His right hand gently held her soft chin towards him, and his left hand took the rice bowl she was holding and put it aside.
Although Sasaki Fuyumi's words were inquiring, his movements did not mean to pause at all.
After the words were completely spoken, two extremely soft marshmallows stuck together.
His lips touched hers and the overlapped.
The soft addictive sensation spread across his body as the boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl, who was right in front of him, showing no intention of avoiding or resisting.
Sasaki didn't do anything that might stress her out.
Instead, he slowly savored the soft candy flavored with a faint hint of cherry blossoms.
When her eyes gradually became misty, Sasaki, who felt that the time was almost right, reached out and wrapped his arms around Otome's slim waist to prevent her from collapsing on the bed.
At the same time, he gently pried open the soft, sweet mouth with the taste of cherry blossoms wrapped in white jade packaging, thrusting his tongue deeper, eventually meeting hers.
Tongues entangling, salivas mixing...he hungrily devoured the succulency of hers.
Delicate, smooth, and cloyingly sweet... it was something to be savored...
After a long time, sitting at the edge of the bed, having finished his rice porridge, the boy pursed his lips, unable to help but glance at the girl beside him, who, after that long passionate moment, had buried her small face in his chest, not daring to look up at him.
Although just based on her current behavior, it seemed like she was really angry.
But judging from that red chin, those small fair ears that were so red that they were visible to the naked eye, even emitting a trace of smoke, and the small hands that tightly held the skirt and twisted the fingers until their hair turned white, he felt that it was not a big problem.
Putting down the bowl, Sasaki Fuyumi, still in the clothes he hadn't had the chance to change from yesterday, sat next to Otome.
Feeling the fleshy thigh close to the side of his leg, he leaned close to her red and hot little ears, laughing softly as he blew a breath of air while his not-so-honest hands stealthily caressed her waist.
"Otome is still staying here...do you want to watch me change my clothes?"
After saying this, he wanted to nibble on her little ear, but before he could do this, the startled girl ran out of the room.
Boom——
Looking at the closed door, Sasaki Fuyumi smiled and lay down on the bed.
"Sweet."
…...
"Woo~"
Covering her pretty face that was red and hot with shame, the girl ran out of the room, rushed to the living room downstairs, and threw herself on the sofa.
"Ah.."
"What did I do?"
.
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Feeling the softness under her body, Sakuragi Otome, who had calmed down a little, turned over, casually grabbed a pillow from the sofa armrest to hold in her arms, her heart filled with confusion, depression, and sweetness, her small hands unconsciously tapping on the pillow in her arms.
'We haven't seen each other for a few days. Fuyumi has changed so much. He was just like an idiot before...'
She couldn't figure it out in her mind, but didn't pay too much attention to it.
Compared to this fleeting thought, what concerned her more was the sweet contact between the two just now.
'He was so gentle just now... it didn't feel uncomfortable like Rinka said... it was actually quite...
Otome...how can you be so shameless, that was your first time! You should blame him! Tell him not to be so sudden next time!'
Shyness, Shame..all kinds of thoughts suddenly surged inside her little head.
But when all these thoughts came together, none of them contained blame, disgust, or any regret.
Indeed, as Sasaki thought, the two had been together since elementary school, going to and from school, playing, studying, and even eating together.
Of course, it was easy to develop a vague fondness in such circumstances.
And Sasaki Fuyumi himself had no bad habits, so apart from being somewhat silent and appearing a bit dull, he had no other character flaws.
Not to mention, his high attractiveness led some people to naturally label his reticence as 'cool and distant.'
Therefore, after some overt and covert interactions with other girls, Sakuragi Otome easily realized that her childhood friend was such an attractive person.
However, she didn't care about that.
What he was like in the eyes of others, or whether he was attractive or not, was irrelevant to her.
In her view, Fuyumi, who became friends with her when she was an outsider due to frequent moving and didn't shun her like others, was already a very important person to her.
Curled up on the sofa, reminiscing about the past, and what just happened Sakuragi Otome's gentle and pretty face beamed with a blissful smile.
But before her smile fully bloomed, it was overshadowed by an unexpected shadow..
Seeing the handsome face getting closer and closer, Otome only had time to react before she let out a small whimper, before her mouth was sealed.
"Mmm?"