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20:20.
On a narrow street not far from the Eihou Academy snack street, the neon signs shimmered with soft, hazy light, displaying black characters on a pink background.
The pinkish light kissed the exposed white thighs of passing girls, and combined with the faint perfume scent in the air, this narrow but bustling alley constantly exuded an ambiguous atmosphere.
Wearing only a white bath towel around his waist and with his lean upper body exposed, Sasaki wiped his wet hair with a white towel.
After drying his hair for a while, he casually tossed the damp towel onto the armrest of the nearby sofa.
Smelling the slightly acrid arginine in the room, Sasaki opened the window to ventilate the stuffy, sticky room while observing the neon-lit street below.
This street was well-known among the male students of their school and some of the female students.
As a place for helping widows and milfs in need and girls in need of money, this street never lacked men and women looking for excitement, day or night.
Not far from the building Sasaki was in, a heavily made-up auntie was pulling a boy who seemed to have strayed into the area by mistake.
"A-auntie, this isn't right."
"Oh, don't worry, it's not a big deal. Just some fun, auntie won't make you responsible, trust me~"
"Well..."
Because of his past life experiences, Sasaki's mind automatically translated the auntie's words, making him feel a bit sympathetic toward the boy.
Sasaki didn't have x-ray vision and couldn't tell if the big car was a scam or not.
But if it were him, he definitely wouldn't go.
Watching the boy follow the auntie hesitantly, his gaze shifted to the flowerbed by the roadside.
The flowerbed was filled with common ornamental plants, hydrangeas.
Sasaki didn't know much about plants, but because Shinomiya often wore hair clips with hydrangea flowers, he knew some basic facts about hydrangeas.
Hydrangeas are shrubs that can be propagated by cuttings.
Their leaves are obovate, with a sudden pointed tip and a rounded base, featuring graceful and smooth curves.
Hydrangea leaves are large and require a lot of water.
During their growth period, they need frequent applications of diluted liquid fertilizer.
In the growth seasons of spring, summer, and autumn, they must be well-watered to keep the potting soil consistently moist.
In summer, when the weather is hot and evaporation is high, in addition to sufficient watering, the leaves need to be sprayed with water daily.
Hydrangeas like warm, humid environments but are neither drought-tolerant nor waterlogged, and they are not frost-hardy.
Their roots are fleshy, so watering should not be excessive, and water should not accumulate in the pot. Therefore, watering should not be too much, and after rain, excess water in the pot should be drained promptly.
Drain water...
Scratching his head, he seemed to have an epiphany as he turned around and looked at the plump, milky, creamy figure lying on the bed.
Closing the slightly opened curtain, Sasaki, wearing slippers, sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to poke Shinomiya Natsuha's small, round belly.
"Hey, hey~"
Feeling the embarrassing anomaly, Natsuha, who was pretending to be asleep despite feeling weak and sore, couldn't help but open her seductive, tear-filled crimson eyes.
Although her eyes are very charming, the coldness in them was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Seeing her look like she wanted to tear him apart, Sasaki untied his towel and lay on the bed, meeting her increasingly angry gaze:
"It looks like you remember what happened earlier?"
Of course, she remembered what happened earlier.
If she didn't remember, she would have snapped Sasaki in half the moment the drug's effects wore off.
Although it was true that she suffered a loss, she was also the one who was wrong.
Based on previous memory fragments, Natsuha knew that it was she who dragged him to kiss her, and he had no choice but to bring her here.
But knowing this, why did he continue to torment her after she woke up and said she didn't want to?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, feeling increasingly wronged and frustrated.
The grievances in her heart, which Sasaki had completely washed away, left her only with shame and anger.
Seeing his attempt to get closer, she immediately stretched her leg to kick him away.
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Rustle~
Her soft, jade-like thighs, glistening with a watery sheen, shone brightly under the overhead light, almost blindingly white.
In stark contrast to the dazzling white light was the enticing black.
Wrapped around her slender calves were smooth, soft, pure black knee-high socks, not very translucent.
Although they lacked a chocolatey feel, their tight but non-constricting design perfectly outlined the natural curves of her delicate legs.
This combination of the smooth, fluid lines of her white, lustrous thighs and her glossy, black calves created a perfect blend that Sasaki found irresistible, like a piece of exquisite art.
However, for someone who pursued symmetry and had obsessive tendencies, he had undoubtedly ruined this artwork.
Natsuha's right leg remained unchanged, looking like a flawless piece of art as he had described.
But Sasaki's attentions had been on her left leg.
Naturally, the sock on her left calf was in disarray.
Recalling how she had half-removed her black stockings earlier, swaying them lightly on his shoulder, Sasaki was reminded of a small turtle extending its mouth, wagging its pink tongue, ready to hunt.
And he was the unfortunate little fish caught in its mouth.
Looking down at her half-removed sock, which only covered her toes and was gently kicking him, Sasaki felt a ticklish sensation on his leg, as if a kitten were playfully swishing its tail against his heart.
Knowing that Natsuha wasn't trying to be playful but was too exhausted to properly punish him, he didn't avoid her kicks and let her vent.
But Sasaki wasn't the type to just lie there and take it.
When she refused to cooperate, he moved his hand up her leg.
This tender, white-skinned fruit wasn't rare, but getting a taste wasn't always easy... or perhaps it wasn't as difficult as it seemed.
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It's just that eating good melons is relatively difficult.
As a melon thief who has stolen many melons.
For Sasaki, determining whether a melon is ripe is simple; he can tell by weighing it in his hands.
He can also hold the melon with one hand while tapping it with the other, or even get closer to observe the color and feel the surface's smoothness.
Of course, if conditions allow, tasting it might be even simpler.
This kind of white-skinned, red-hearted melon, which is somewhat like a cantaloupe, can be eaten anywhere.
Everyone's preferences are different, and the place they first taste also varies.
Some people like to eat the white skin, and some like to eat the sweet pulp.
However, most people prefer to eat the seeds, which are like strawberry gummies, filled with a warm fragrance.
Sasaki, who often steals melons, is not in a position to be picky.
For him, if he likes it and steals it, then it's good.
This time, the melon he stole had a snowy, glossy color, with a shape similar to a papaya, overall plump and flawless.
If there's a flaw, it's just that the owner of the melon has a bad temper...
"What are you trying to do!?"
Caught off guard and taken advantage of by Sasaki, Shinomiya Natsuha quickly pulled up the thin blanket that had fallen to the ground, holding it in her arms and glaring at him with shame and anger.
Although she understood that in that situation, losing her virginity to Sasaki, whom she had a crush on, was the best option.
And if possible, she wouldn't mind being with him after her emotional wounds heal.
After all, she had already given her body to him.
As for being with anyone else...
This was unacceptable for the emotionally loyal Shinomiya.
But... if she remembered correctly, before she pushed Sasaki down, he had told her he had a girlfriend.
At that time, she was in a state of confusion and lack of control.
Even though a bit of clarity in her mind told her not to do it.
But her body made decisions that went against her brain.
So, this did not mean she accepted Sasaki.
Sasaki could roughly guess her thoughts.
So, he turned around, took the warm water he had poured earlier and handed it to her:
"When you were doing squats, you were screaming me 'good brother' with every movement, and now you're so fierce? You haven't even put on a skirt yet, isn't it too soon to turn hostile?"
Hearing his words, the girl held on the thin blanket, with some effort, sat up and leaned against the headboard.
Then took the water cup handed to her, frowned, and said:
"You should have seen that I was not in a normal state at the time, so you can't take my words seriously."
"And..."
Tightening the blanket in her arms, Shinomiya shifted her slightly curvaceous buttocks under the sheet, moving a bit farther from him, and said:
"And you said before you had a girlfriend, right? We can pretend that what happened this time didn't happen, but don't touch me anymore."
The tone of her voice was very bland, as bland as the water in a glass.
But a closer sniff could distinguish the clear, colorless white vinegar mixed in.
The reason why she felt jealous and aggrieved had nothing to do with her "lover".
It was purely because she had always thought Sasaki was single and liked her.
Just think about it.
Waiting for her during training, thoughtfully buying her water after training, sending her home, standing in front of her when there was danger.
Moreover, he took the initiative to hold her hand, even though he was doing it for others to see...but anyone would think that he liked her.
Otherwise, why would he be so nice to her?
But when she gave herself to him for absolutely nothing, he still said: 'Don't do this, Shinomiya-san, I have a girlfriend, this is not good.'
Who knew how ghostly she felt at that moment.
But she couldn't do anything even if she was haunted.
She could only let her body make all kinds of shameful begging gestures to make Sasaki take the initiative.
At that time, her feelings were mixed.
The shame of being self-deceiving, the grief of losing her virginity to a 'married man,' the embarrassment of actively seeking pleasure, and a bit of vengeful pleasure and sadness towards Yamano Yuuta...
The 'dry wood' formed by the mixture of these emotions was ignited by a raging fire that could not be extinguished on its own, causing her to be particularly clingy not long ago.
And after the dry wood wsa burned out, something always had to be left behind.
It could be helpless coldness, or it could be indifferent nonchalance...
Every person's personality and experiences are different, and the emotions that arise at such moments can also vary.
For Shinomiya, it was a sense of bewildered sorrow.
After being betrayed by Yamano Yuuta and losing her virginity to Sasaki, her only choice was to be with Sasaki.
But he already had a girlfriend... which was unacceptable to her, who hoped her partner would be loyal to her alone.
She also couldn't make Sasaki break up with his girlfriend... after all, she was the one who disrupted someone else's relationship.
After all, by doing this, she would have become the person she despised the most, in the end.
Hearing her intention to distance herself from him, Sasaki knew that if he agreed, she would likely avoid him in the future.
So, he immediately refused, saying:
"That won't do. Treating this as a one-night stand would be very unfair to you, Natsuha."
Hearing his words of concern for her and his attitude of calling her name directly, Shinomiya's nose tingled, her eyes reddened, and she immediately kicked him again out of grievance:
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Hehe~"
Gently moving to her side, seeing that she didn't push him away, Sasaki swiftly embraced her soft, smooth body into his arms:
"Of course, I want us to be in a relationship~"
"Don't you already have a girlfriend?"
"Yes, but I can't just leave you alone, can I?"
Squeezing the water cup tightly with her white hand, Shinomiya Natsuha, with her eyebrows raised and her tear-stained red eyes glaring at the boy, gritted her teeth and said:
"You mean you want both?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Sasaki lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers and said:
"I really like my girlfriend, and I don't want to break up with her. But... I also have strong feelings for you, Natsuha. If I abandon Natsuha like this, I will feel very uncomfortable."
Although she wanted to rebuke this shameless and heartless guy, compared to abandoning his girlfriend or pretending nothing happened after sleeping with her, Sasaki's words, shameless as they were, were not too bad.
If he had chosen either of those options, she would never have been with him, no matter what.
That kind of person is not worthy of trust.
So, upon hearing Sasaki's words, Shinomiya Natsuha felt both joy and sorrow, with a sense of helplessness and confusion filling her mind.
For Sasaki, the lack of an answer was an answer in itself.
Seeing her bewildered red eyes, he took the water cup from her, took a large sip, then slowly leaned down, his face getting closer in her eyes.
By the time she realized it, she was already pressed under the boy.
The sweet tea in her mouth cleared her mind but also took away her consciousness.
"Mmgh~?"
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...
"Is Natsuha being so proactive because she agrees to be my girlfriend?"
"No, it's not~?"
"Eh? You don't like doing this? Then I'll leave~"
With that he retreated a bit.
"Ngh~"
"No~ you can't, not now~?"
"But I only do this with my girlfriend. It's not right to do this with someone else. If she finds out I'm doing something like this, she'll be angry~"
Retreat.
"Nghh~"
"Hey~?"
"I, even if I were your girlfriend, she would still be angry~"
"That's not something you need to worry about, Natsuha. Things can be worked out, and besides... don't you like me?"
Don't like him?
If she didn't like him, how could she let him hold her hand while kneeling behind her, even in a sober state?
After being betrayed by Yamano Yuuta, completely losing hope in him, and having her body taken by Sasaki, what other choice did she have?
"I, I need some time..."
"Does that mean you agree?"
He went in.
"Mhmm~?"
"I heard it. Natsuha agrees."
"You, you're so despicable~"
"Hmm? I'm your boyfriend now! Show some respect! Call me good brother!"
"Or else..."
An indescribable feeling of emptiness enveloped her body, making Shinomiya Natsuha, who felt like she was hanging in mid-air, almost cry out in discomfort.
"Good, good brother~?"
"Good girl~"
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