Love Comes After Learning

"I'll be gentle." Asada responded in a low voice, and after letting her get closer to him, slowly lowered her head.

"When you like someone, you have to love her wholeheartedly, put her in your only heart, pity her and treat her carefully. 』

This is Asada's original view of love, and after six months, it has long been distorted beyond the original.

Now he can no longer love only one person.His heart was cut into several parts, and there were many "hers" on it.

So, even if it was only for a few minutes, in this rented room where the two of them were alone, he wanted to give it a try, liking the feeling of "her" wholeheartedly.

I also want Ai Hayasaka to understand that this is all my feelings for her, without reservation.

[I like Hayasaka Ai, I only like her, she is my everything. 】

When such words came into his heart, his fingertips trembled slightly, and suddenly moved from his slender arms to the base of his ears, rubbing delicately and tenderly.

The girl's body tensed up immediately, her eyelids jumped as if they were about to open, but they closed them forcefully, but her breathing inevitably became short and hot, and her delicate body trembled slightly with his movements.

The blush on his face deepened, and his fingertips clung to his clothes feebly, as if begging for mercy.

"Well!"

So far, about a minute has passed.

While immersed in the shoulder massage with the girl, while maintaining his rationality for a few seconds, Asada saw that the time was almost up, and his rationality was also counting down dangerously, so he was about to let go of her in his arms and go to the toilet to wash at the same time as the round ended. Put your face and have a good chill.

Also at this time.

"—"

He looked at Ai Hayasaka, who was like a lazy kitten, receiving his shoulder massage casually and intently, her face was blushing, but beautiful and attractive, as if she wanted to integrate her body into his arms , Clinging tightly to his body.

After hesitating for less than half a second, Asada decided to continue the kiss, but put his hands on his back obediently, and did not continue to kiss.

A shoulder massage is fine, stepping over that is bad.

So if you want to press, you have to press enough. With such a despicable thought in mind, Asada took a brief breath, and continued to deepen the action, allowing the sound of shoulder massage bones to spread in the living room.

The air seemed to heat up, and during the shoulder massage, Ai Hayasaka let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes...

Also at this time.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang suddenly, and it exploded like a bomb.

Hayasaka Ai pushed him away like a frightened deer, and took a few steps back panting, clutching her shoulders.

"Yes, someone is here."

Asada looked at the hands that seemed to be still warm, and felt inexplicably empty: "How about pretending you're not at home?"

Hayasaka Ai rolled his eyes at him, brushed away the messy hair in front of her eyes, and pursed her moist lips.

"You know? Most cheaters think so, and their end is usually miserable."

Asada asked strangely, "Which TV show did you play in?"

"A lot. Need me to make a list for you?"

"...Forget it, continue next time."

He stood up unwillingly, but he was slightly relieved.

It sucks to be interrupted in the middle of a shoulder massage, but at least it stops before she really loses control and sinks with her.

Otherwise, even if you don't hit home plate today, there must be someone between you and her who has entered the sage mode.

Asada took a look at his integrity value, and it was probably only in the single digits, which was very close to the level where I just dawdled and I didn't go in.

It's too bad, the next time I go further, this book should almost be sealed-no, it has already been sealed.

"coming--"

While yelling out the door, Asada took a look at himself in the selfie mode of his mobile phone—it was completely different from Hayasaka Ai, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, probably like after jogging.

After confirming that he had no flaws, he walked towards the door.

"Really, wait a minute."

Hayasaka Ai suddenly stopped him.

Asada turned her head and saw Ai Hayasaka staring straight at his phalanx.

"Adjust your position first, then go."

The rosiness on her face has not faded, she said with a complex expression, her eyes seemed to be looking at the real length of the phalanx - after the massage, the phalanx was shifted to such an extent, the fatigue accumulated by herself should not be underestimated.

"……I'm sorry."

Asada also blushed like the old man, coughed twice in embarrassment, and easily pulled back his finger bones with a click, then picked up the apron hanging on the wall and put it on, confirming that he seemed to be cooking instead of helping. After the female friend massaged her shoulders, she walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes.

Silver-white long hair fluttered in the air, and the immature and pure beautiful girl stood outside the door gracefully.

Surprise flashed from his face, he opened the door, and asked doubtfully to the girl with a cold expression like a snow elf.

"Sister Gui, what's the matter?"

In order not to be confused, Asada called each other that way after moving in.

"Well, I made too much potato stew again." Bai Yingui smiled a little embarrassedly, and handed over the food box in his hand, only showing a relaxed expression in front of acquaintances.

"The improvement this time is definitely not worse than what my brother did. Senior, please try it."

"Thank you, I think the previous one was pretty good." Asada accepted it gratefully. This junior seems to have developed a confrontational attitude towards her brother recently, and is trying to hone her cooking skills and want to surpass him.

Occasionally, if I make too much, I will take a portion for myself to try.

The reason is probably because I was invited to his house for dinner the day I first moved in, and then I praised Baiyin Yuxing's craftsmanship better than most girls, right?

At the same time, the kind-hearted schoolgirl may also want to take care of the senior who lives alone, so as not to suffer from malnutrition by eating lunch boxes from convenience stores every day.

"How do you know I'm back?"

"I heard the door opening downstairs... I just happened to hear it, and I just happened to want to make potato stew at that time. I thought I couldn't waste it, so I brought it to the senior." Bai Yingui looked serious and kept emphasizing it The tone, "There are a lot of coincidences today, and I am very surprised."

"yes……"

Responding to her casually, Asada was thinking about other things at this time - she heard her own door opening, what about Hayasaka?Hayasaka also opened the door and came in, right?

No, I shouldn't have given her the key... Could it be that he climbed in through the window?Climb in and unlock the door again?

Miss Maid is really weird...

"Senior, are you cooking too?"

Bai Yingui looked at the apron on him, blinked and asked curiously.

"I finished my lunch, and I just want to experience life in wearing an apron." Asada showed a bewildered smile, and what he said was half-truth and half-false, making people think it was a joke.

Bai Yingui glanced at him inexplicably, and after getting used to his occasional indecency, he didn't find it strange, and quickly ignored the matter.

She stretched out her small hand slightly, with hesitation in her eyes.

"Then, this potato stew..."

"I'll save it for dinner." Asada said with a smile, "I'll tell you how I feel after eating."

The happy expression flashed across his face, and Bai Yingui immediately lowered his head and bowed politely.

"Then trouble you."

After finishing speaking, Bai Yingui was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the entrance of the door, and there was a pair of small leather shoes that obviously belonged to women, placed there squarely.

"what……"

Chapter 5 Silver Kyu: "FBI, Open the door!"

Question, I saw a pair of women's leather shoes at the senior's house, how should I react as a junior?

"..."

Bai Yingui paused for a moment when turning around, and then said goodbye to Asada as if nothing had happened.

"Then I'll go back first, see you senior."

"Goodbye."

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Bai Yingui, who was about to go upstairs, stopped slowly, thinking with a solemn expression.

Let's start with the most optimistic idea.

Is the senior a transvestite?

Put on little leather shoes, put on a little skirt, and smile in the mirror?

Thinking of the tall, thin but strong man pretending to be cute, Bai Yingui couldn't help but shudder.

"This is not the most optimistic idea!" She complained to herself, several possibilities flashed through her mind one after another.

For example, he bought the wrong shoes, but received a female one when he bought men's leather shoes online?

Or maybe it’s just for decoration, or a male friend who likes women’s clothing comes to visit, etc...

After thinking about it a lot, the most likely idea still remained in my mind, lingering.

Should it be—

The senior took the girl home?

There is only one pair of shoes, so the lonely man and widow are alone in the room; the senior also said that he is wearing an apron to experience life... Woohoo, what kind of strange way is this? !

Bai Yingui covered his face and let out a long sigh, muttering to himself.

"...That's the senior's business, don't worry about it. A mere junior, why should I care so much?"

Convincing himself in this way, suppressing his curiosity, Bai Yingui took a step forward.

When she regained her senses, she was already standing in front of Asada's house again, with her ears leaning against the door.

"What am I doing?!"

Eyes widened in shock, Bai Yingui wanted to control her body to leave, but a certain complicated mood prevailed, making her instinctively pay attention to her surroundings while listening carefully to the movement inside the door.

After struggling for a long time, Bai Yingui finally gave up his resistance, and his expression became firm instead.

"It's not eavesdropping, nor is it trying to interfere with the senior's private life... I just stayed because I was afraid that my potato stew would be used by him to deal with girls! That's right, that's it!"