My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 14 Yachiyo Yayoi’s bad habits

She slowly touched Tamaki Hikaru's forearm, as if the action just now made her a little worried.

Yachiyo Yayoi's movements were very careful, slow and gentle.

But precisely because of this, Tamaki Hikari had the illusion that he was being gently touched by the other party.

It would be better to be more direct and not let him feel so much.

Along the forearm, all the way to his palm, Yachiyo Yayoi's hand covered the back of Tamaki Hikari's hand.

The slender and slender fingers were inserted through the fingers, completely buckled in. There was no gap between the girl's soft palm and the back of Tamaki Hikari's hand.

What is this kind of grip called? Yachiyo Yayoi thought about it for a moment.

Oh, yes, it's called interlocking fingers.

Yachiyo Yayoi's face turned a little rosy, but she still understood the meaning of this gesture.

But it doesn't count now, she was just experimenting on Tamaki Hikaru, and shaking hands with the unconscious doll doesn't count.

But she finally understood the meaning of Tamaki Hikaru's words, and why in so many books, the male and female protagonists always like to interlock with each other.

The close contact between hands left no gaps, and a full sense of satisfaction and security began to emerge, diluting other emotions.

Physical contact is indeed effective.

In this case, even Tamaki Hikaru's face became more handsome in her eyes.

After briefly experiencing the feeling of interlocking fingers, Yachiyo reluctantly let go.

Now I have almost touched it with my hands and got the result.

But Yachiyo Yayoi was not only unsatisfied, she even wanted to continue.

It doesn't matter, he still hasn't woken up after all this, he must be fast asleep.

After a slight hesitation in her heart, Yachiyo Yayoi decided to seize this rare opportunity and experience it more.

If Tamaki Hikaru hadn't picked up her head tonight, Yachiyo Yayoi wouldn't have had so much contact with ordinary people.

If it hadn't been for this sudden heavy rain, Yachiyo Yayoi would not have stayed in other people's homes, and these things would not have happened.

Maybe this is a coincidence, this is the work of bad luck, but no matter what, this is a good opportunity for Yachiyo Yayoi to understand this.

It's not easy to find someone who is pleasing to your eyes and who has no other intentions for you despite knowing so many things.

So Yachiyo Yayoi held Tamaki Hikaru's wrist and slowly raised his hand.

As for Tamaki Hikaru, who was pretending to be asleep, he could only bite the bullet and continue to pretend to be asleep.

He wanted to pretend that she had woken him up, but he was worried that this would not make Yachiyo Yayoi give up.

Just give up pretending to be asleep, the current situation would be too embarrassing.

Attack directly like the system said? No, he and Yachiyo Yayoi had only known each other for a few hours, so how could they have a close relationship?

Let's wait and see for the time being. Anyway, things haven't reached a very extreme level yet. It's just a touch of the hand.

With Tamaki Hikaru's tacit consent to continue pretending to sleep, Yachiyo Yayoi grabbed his hand.

She first tried to touch her head, but found that this posture was weird and made it difficult to control Tamaki Hikaru's hand.

So he turned to cover Tamaki Hikaru's hand on his cheek and pressed it gently.

Yachiyo Yayoi's face felt a little cool, and it felt very smooth, as if she were touching a piece of fine porcelain.

But it is very soft, and the fingertips sink slightly.

Yachiyo Yayoi pressed Tamaki Hikaru's hand and applied a slight force unconsciously, allowing the temperature of her palm to spread more closely.

This feeling is really wonderful and very different.

Although under the umbrella at night, Yachiyo Yayoi had her whole body attached.

But at that time, there was more embarrassment and helplessness. Although the physical contact area was far greater than now, the consequences were completely different. Maybe this is also related to my mentality. I was in a mess at the time.

But now, the heat transmitted from the palm of his hand seemed to be able to really dispel some messy emotions.

"Whoo~"

Yachiyo Yayoi breathed out, and she suddenly felt a little hot.

But he longed even more for the warmth on his cheeks coming from Tamaki Hikaru's palm.

"not enough"

He put down Tamaki Hikari's hand and gently turned Tamaki Hikaru over, although this action could no longer be called careful.

Tamaki Hikaru felt that even if he really fell asleep, he would wake up in a daze if he was turned over like this.

Sitting astride Tamaki Hikari's body, Tamaki Hikari's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly while pretending to sleep.

No matter how light it is, sitting on it like this will still feel a heavy pressure.

What's more, Yachiyo Yayoi is not the kind with a light body, and some of her flesh is not in vain.

It's already like this, Tamaki Hikaru feels that there is no need to pretend to be asleep.

Just as he was about to open his eyes and pretend to be awakened, his hand was pinched by Yachiyo Yayoi again.

This time he was not careful at all, not gentle at all, but he grabbed Tamaki Hikari's hand very straightforwardly.

"Ok?"

Tamaki Hikaru pretended to be dazed and opened his eyes, but Yachiyo Yayoi's hands had already squeezed his hands and placed them on her neck.

"Hurry up! Let me feel it again! Just one more time!"

Holding Tamaki Hikari's hand, Yachiyo Yayoi's strength was surprisingly strong, making it impossible for Tamaki Hikari to break free.

A sickly blush appeared on her face, and she forced Tamaki Hikari's hand around her neck to strangle her throat.

"What are you doing! Hiss~ let go!"

Yachiyo Yayoi's strength made Tamaki Hikari's hand bones feel the feeling of being destroyed, not to mention her own throat being held.

Unable to answer at all, Yachiyo Yayoi instinctively opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Her eyes began to roll upward due to suffocation.

If you only looked at her face, you might think she was in a very "bad" state now.

But it was indeed the case. Yachiyo Yayoi's calves were trembling and twitching slightly.

And even if she was about to strangle herself to death, she still refused to let go, no matter how hard Tamaki Hikari struggled.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Tamaki Hikari finally broke free from the restraints, and Yachiyo Yayoi, who lost her support, fell directly on top of him.

The sudden heavy pressure made Tamaki Hikaru feel tight in the chest and short of breath, and his vision almost went dark.

He didn't know whether it was the saliva in his mouth or tears or other liquid that rubbed against his face, and his chest was pressed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

What's worse is that even the quilt seems to be soaked, and it is slowly seeping down.

All this happened was so outrageous that Tamaki Hikaru could not recover for a long time.

[Your cleverness is meaningless. When a woman is caught up in her emotions, she will not take into account other things. 】

[You became Yachiyo Yayoi’s tool to vent her emotions, and you gained the skill [Death Grip]. 】

[Death Grip: Your hands are like iron pliers. Any creature whose throat is strangled by you cannot break free from your hands before death, even if you die. 】

　Touching the person you like with your fingertips or palms, or touching a large area of ​​body, will really make you feel better~

　　Everyone, go and try it!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)