A passionate daily life starting from the Tachibana family

Not knowing what Sasaki was thinking, Okino Rinka felt his anxiety, but she didn't feel the roughness caused by his anxiety.

It is still the gentle caress like spring breeze and drizzle.

Feeling Sasaki's care, Okino Rinka felt even more tender in her heart. She put on her pink pajamas, and her soft and slender arms like white snakes hugged Sasaki's neck. Her red lips pursed slightly, like falling rain. The seal caressed his neck.

They were intimate with each other for a while.

With hazy eyes, she caught a glimpse of the things she had put on the bed before. She felt that she was running out of time, but knew that if she continued like this, the gun would definitely go off. Okino Rinka took a breath.

Then he raised his body slightly, letting his waist bend to a degree that ordinary people couldn't, and casually found a topic:

"Brother Fuyumi, why do you have something like that in your house? You were never like this before~"

Knowing what Rinka was talking about, Sasaki adjusted his sitting posture so that the two of them could sit together comfortably, and then explained aloud:

"I didn't buy it specifically. You know I liked reading comics before. It was a gift when I bought the whole set of comics."

He didn't expose his lies like he was fooling a child.

Okino Rinka's original intention was just to distract him, so after hearing his excuse, she put on an expression as easy to deceive as Otome sister, and gave him a gentle slap in a pretense of shyness:

"It must be the kind of comic that's not serious. How can a serious comic give you something like that?"

Not to mention serious comics, even non-serious comics won’t give away that kind of thing.

Those props have nothing to do with the comics. They are bunny girl costumes that come out of the comics. You can get them for extra money.

When Sasaki's parents were still alive, as the only son in the family, he was not short of money at all.

Because he loved reading comics at the time, when Bunny Girl merchandise came out, he bought it without even thinking about it.

As a small prop for a small fee, Sasaki didn't miss it and bought it without any trouble.

After that, it was left in the closet to gather dust.

It wasn't until last night when Sasaki wanted to play some other tricks that he suddenly remembered that he still had these things in his closet.

Speaking of which... when he was still in junior high school, although Sasaki had a high emotional intelligence, he was not too interested in anything other than comics or Two-dimensional.

Including girls.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited for him to awaken before attacking Otome.

Because he was handsome from a young age, many girls confessed to him when he was in junior high school.

But they all refused without exception.

The most memorable time he rejected someone was the third girl who confessed to him that day.

Because it was the first time they met, Sasaki couldn't remember exactly what the girl looked like. He only remembered that she had brown hair.

I don’t know the name from beginning to end.

Because it was the third time he was called out of the classroom, Sasaki was very annoyed at the time.

He has forgotten exactly what he said to the girl, but there is one sentence that he still remembers to this day.

That's why he said he didn't like the third dimension.

The girl didn't know whether it was because she used such a poor excuse to deal with her, or for some reason, she covered her mouth and ran away.

Afterwards, Sasaki felt proud that he was so handsome.

Looking back now, I was really embarrassed to the point of digging my toes into the ground.

That girl must have been very sad at that time...

Speaking of comics, Sasaki stiffened when he suddenly remembered this incident, and then quickly shook his head to get this old black history out of his mind.

Instead of waiting for Brother Fuyumi's response, he saw him hugging her stiffly and shaking his head.

Okino Rinka subconsciously thought that she was imitating Sister Otome's demeanor, which made him feel artificial.

So when my heart suddenly felt sour, I suppressed the grievance in my heart and asked with a smile.

"What's wrong? Is it me..."

?

After coming back to his senses, he looked down at Linhua, who looked as aggrieved as an abandoned puppy.

Sasaki, who didn't want to waste his time thinking about the reason and could only use his words to explain, suddenly lowered his head and captured the soft cherry blossom petals.

Hold flowers in your mouth to get nectar.

The bright room suddenly became quiet, leaving only the cool breeze blowing into the room from the window.

The strands of hair beside her ears were swaying in the wind, and Okino Rinka felt a chill on her body. Sasaki's smiling brows gradually became clear in her stunned eyes.

The helpless eyes gradually converged, and the hot breaths mingled together, and along with the drumming heartbeat in the chest, they turned into a sweet hum.

"Huh~?"

Like a horn of attack, this grunt took away Sasaki's little patience.

Without asking Rinka's opinion, Sasaki felt the burning heat spreading from his heart to his whole body and strode towards the bed.

The breeze outside the window rolled up the curtains and fluttered the pink pajamas on the floor.

……

White foam overflowed the edge of the pot, and the rising hot air blew the lid, making a continuous "beep" sound.

But Yukiha Serizawa, who was blushing with embarrassment and holding her face in her hands while giggling, did not notice the strange thing in front of her.

But it caught the attention of Serizawa Aimi, who was lying on the sofa in the living room and flipping through a comic book.

Listening to the familiar 'beep' sound, Serizawa Aishui's heart tightened, he sat up in shock, and hurriedly shouted towards the kitchen:

"Xueye, look at the pot!"

"what?"

Hearing her sister's call, Serizawa Yukiha, who was thinking about what happened in the afternoon, suddenly came back to her senses, and then quickly raised her hand to lift the lid of the pot.

Serizawa Aimi, who ran from the living room, quickly turned off the power.

Wait to clean up the foam that spilled onto the table.

Serizawa Aimi, who was wearing pajamas with a cherry bear pattern on it, looked at the things boiling into a paste in the iron pot and scratched her shoulder-length brown hair in confusion:

"Xue Ye, this... this is inedible, right?"

Glancing at the white paste that was still bubbling in the pot, Serizawa Yukiha, who was a hard worker in the kitchen, covered her face in distress and confusion:

“It’s so hard to cook~”

Her arms were wrapped around the big cherry on her pajamas, which was several times plumper than Serizawa Yukiha. Serizawa Aimi held the comic book between her fingertips and sighed:

"Xue Ye, if I don't look at you, I won't be able to make breakfast tomorrow."

"I said I would help you, but you refused. Can you say it now?"

He looked up at Serizawa Aimi, whose face was much younger than his own, but that of her sister.

Yukiha Serizawa stretched out her green-white fingers and curled the hair on the side of her face. Her face was slightly red and she said in a small voice: "I want to make some desserts that can be brought to school."

With a smile on her lips, Serizawa Aimi held up the comic book, covering the lower half of her face, and arched her eyebrows: "Boyfriend?"

Thinking about what the two of them had done in the afternoon, Yukiha Serizawa, who felt that there was only a layer of window paper between them, pursed her lips and shook her head shyly:

"Not yet~"

"Is that coming soon?"

Hearing this denial that didn't sound like a denial at all, Serizawa Aimi joked, then put the comic book aside and started to help her sister sort it out:

"What do you want to do? Let me help you."

"No, I'll ask him what he likes to eat tomorrow, and then I'll make it on my day off. I want to make it for him myself."

While washing the pot with her sister, Serizawa Yukiha glanced at the comic book placed aside and asked aloud:

"Does my sister have someone she likes at school?"

Hearing his sister's question, Serizawa Aimi's mind came to a figure that is still engraved in his memory.

"No, I only like Two-dimensional."

Passing the washed pot lid to her sister, Serizawa Aimi's young face had a sweet smile, and she winked at Serizawa Yukiha:

"Let me meet my brother-in-law when you have time~"

She knew that there must be someone in her sister's heart, but Yukiha Serizawa, who had been diverted from the subject, was just about to say not to interrupt when she saw her sister, who was aware of it, wave her hand towards her:

"If you don't do it, then I will go back to the room. Don't talk to your boyfriend too late. Go to bed early."

Yukiha Serizawa, who felt that her sister was a little slippery, looked at her back going upstairs and responded helplessly:

"I know~"

After cleaning up the battlefield he created.

Yukiha Serizawa, who was wiping her hands on her apron and about to take off her apron and go back to her room, suddenly noticed the comic book her sister had forgotten on the sink.

After wiping her hands dry, Yukiha Serizawa looked at the little man in strange clothes on the cover and held the comic book in her hand strangely:

"Is this book good?"

Unlike Serizawa Aimi, she likes to read comics and anime.

Serizawa Yukiha, who prefers literary works, rarely reads such books.

As for the cover being so fancy, she had never seen it before.

Plus what my sister said before.

Yukiha Serizawa, who was a little curious in her heart, stood there, opened the cover, and looked at the pages of the book, which were coolly dressed but with fiery content.

Chapter 76 Results

The night sky was lonely, and apart from a few occasional meows, there was no other sound in the dark night.

The night was dark, feeling the cool breeze blowing into the house from outside the screen window. Sasaki, who was topless and had just put away the sheets and went to the first floor to take a shower, put one knee on the bedside and reached out to close the window.

It was very quiet in the empty bedroom. With the windows closed, the joy that had not completely dissipated in the air gradually lingered on the tip of the nose.

Smelling the smell that was neither unpleasant nor pleasant, but the more he smelled it, the more he smelled it, the more he smelled it, the more he smelled it. Sasaki couldn't help but look down at the little man who was huddled in the bed, his red and white face covered with tears.

Is it worthy of saying that Rinka and Otome have been sisters since childhood?

The ability to perform any action regardless of the number of twists and turns is exactly the same as Otome's.

But Sasaki didn't torture her so hard that she couldn't get up in the morning.

It doesn't matter how well she pretends to be in front of Otome, as long as she can deceive herself.

Lifting the strands of hair from her forehead that had become strands due to sweat, Sasaki lowered his head and lightly touched Rinka's smooth forehead, tucking in the quilt for her body that twitched from time to time due to dance practice.

After checking the time on his phone and making sure there was no inappropriate smell on his body, Sasaki put Mo Ye on his back and got up to catch the pink rabbit.

Arrive at Otome's room.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, he used the warm yellow and ambiguous desk lamp to see a figure with rabbit ears folded up and down above his head, and slowly sat up.

Because the curtains in Otome's room were tightly drawn, the room was much darker than in Sasaki's room.

And Sasaki couldn't achieve true night vision, so he could only use the small desk lamp to look at the slim figure sitting up on the bed.

As the figure slowly moved from the inside to the outside of the bed.

Sasaki, who had excellent eyesight, could already clearly see the shyness on Otome's delicate face, as well as the slender legs wrapped in black stockings that stretched towards the bed when she moved.

Illuminated by the dim light, the pure black pantyhose specially worn to highlight the beautiful lines of the legs seemed to be smeared with a layer of golden grease.

However, because the denier of the stockings is very low, the slender and smooth legs will not look greasy even though the color of the skin is revealed.

On the contrary, it added a bit of unspeakable temptation and charm to those well-proportioned legs.

With her long legs stretched out to the edge of the bed and her upright figure sitting on the edge of the bed, Sasaki was able to use the light to see clearly how Otome was dressed tonight.

Maybe it's because I took a bath before, or maybe it's because of something else.

Otome's delicate and gentle face was covered with a layer of translucent blush that was particularly crystal clear under the dim light.