[Eriri Sawamura agreed to start teaching you the techniques for drawing doujinshi.]
[Over the next week, under your subtle guidance, Eriri gradually became more comfortable with teaching you about 18+ doujinshi.]
[What started as an extremely embarrassing task for her eventually turned into a normal teaching routine.]
[On the tenth day, you completed your very first doujinshi, a simple story between a bratty girl and her timid older brother.]
[You asked Eriri to review it, and she harshly criticized your work, saying that your handling of the female character's breakdown expressions was seriously lacking, failing to convey the impact it should have.]
[Even after multiple explanations from Eriri, you still didn't quite get it, so she had no choice but to demonstrate herself.]
[After taking a sip of water, she slightly parted her lips, rolled her eyes back, and gave you a 'mind-broken' expression.]
[You applauded her, impressed by her performance, and praised her as a master in the doujinshi world. Her teaching method instantly made everything clear to you.]
[You then revised the original artwork, finally earning her approval. You uploaded your doujinshi to a website, where it received mostly positive feedback, and both of you were happy.]
[A month passed, and your relationship deepened further.]
[Whenever you used drawing doujinshi as an excuse, you not only held hands with her but also could hold her in your arms or have her sit on your lap to observe her from below.]
[You explained to her that all of this was to improve your doujinshi drawing skills.]
[Although Eriri felt embarrassed, she treasured your friendship and reluctantly agreed to help, as she could still tolerate it.]
[You uploaded your second work without letting Eriri review it first, but the feedback was disappointing.]
[Many criticized it, and the most notable comment stated that the artist must be an inexperienced virgin, as the kissing scene looked awkward and unnatural.]
[Over a hundred people liked that comment, which left you feeling incredibly down, to the point where you couldn't even eat.]
[Eriri was worried but didn't know how to cheer you up. While she was wandering in a park, feeling helpless, a flyer for a summer festival fluttered down in front of her.]
[You agreed to Eriri's invitation to attend the summer fireworks festival.]
[The festival was crowded, so you had to hold her shoulder tightly to avoid getting separated.]
[You found a less crowded grassy slope, and under the fireworks, you calmly said to Eriri]
"Let's kiss."
As expected, Eriri froze, her whole body turning pale.
[You showed a bit of vulnerability, explaining that you weren't asking for any ulterior motive but because you wanted to redeem yourself by drawing a work that would make the critics take back their harsh words.]
[Despite your explanation, Eriri was still hesitant. Holding hands and hugging was one thing, but kissing didn't seem like something just friends would do.]
[Anticipating her hesitation, you paused and then pulled out a plastic bag]
[You explained that just as a mask blocks dust and gloves block germs, using a plastic bag would prevent actual skin contact, so it wouldn't really count as a kiss.]
[Eriri closed her eyes, thinking about how upset you had been lately, and reluctantly agreed. You kissed her through the plastic bag, but the kiss got a bit too intense, and the bag tore.]
[Eriri, a bit dazed, only realized this later, but by then, it was too late to change what had happened.]
[After the first time, similar things became more natural.]
[The second time you kissed was after watching a touching romantic movie together.]
[You suggested practicing kissing for the sake of future relationships. Although Eriri initially refused, your sweet talk and promise not to tear the plastic wrap convinced her.]
[But the plastic wrap was weaker than a bag, so again, you ended up kissing directly.]
[The third time, there were no excuses.]
[You silently approached her while she was lying on her bed, listening to music with her headphones on.]
[When she looked up in surprise, you quickly leaned in for a kiss.]
[She barely resisted, and her legs, wrapped in white socks, only made a feeble attempt to push you away before going limp.]
[This time, you not only experienced the softness of her lips but also the softness of other parts of her body.]
[The fourth time, at the front door before saying goodbye, she even wrapped her arms around your neck and kissed you.]
[During the final week of summer break, on the evening before Eriri's parents returned home, you prepared a special dish called raw pickling made with clean seafood and strong liquor.]
[Eriri tasted this special dish for the first time, and you told her it was a traditional Chinese recipe, promising to make it again if she liked it.]
[After finishing the meal while watching TV, it was already past nine o'clock.]
[A slightly tipsy Eriri, concerned for your safety, invited you to stay the night in the guest room, which you accepted.]
[Late that night, Eriri didn't lock her door.]
[You entered her room, waking her with a kiss, and told her that you had tried just being friends with her but couldn't do it—you loved her and needed her in your life.]
[Eriri, confused by your kiss and still slightly drunk, didn't know how to handle the situation.]
[She tried to tell you to calm down, but the look in her blue eyes was unmistakably alluring, and her breathing quickened.]
[You interrupted her with another kiss, shattering what little resolve she had left.]
[After the kiss, Eriri couldn't speak; the way she wrapped her arms around your neck said it all.]
[You whispered in her ear that as long as you wore protection, it would be fine…]
[But in the end, you didn't wear it.]
[That night, you and Eriri Spencer Sawamura shared something deeply meaningful.]
[You were accepted by her.]
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Probably one of my fav arc. Slowly stealing her from Tomoya...
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