Is it really a straight girl?

Mi Ji turned her head blankly and looked into the other person's eyes, even now she didn't quite know what the other person was talking about and what he was going to do.

She was just subconsciously obeying the other person's words, as if her mind was connected to each other.

Mahiru supported her shoulders, as if she was directing the dance moves, she kept moving Miki to the side, and then asked Miki to turn half of her body.

Even though she knows that Mahiru will not do anything bad to her, even Yaki now wants to be answered.

So softly called out the other party's name once again.

Mahiru in front of him didn't answer, but smiled softly and silently at Miki with a tired expression.

Then Yaki suddenly felt his shoulders pushed back, and the balance of his whole body was suddenly broken by Miss Mahiru's two hands——

Fall backward.

Mi Ji subconsciously turned her head and stretched out her hand to protect herself, but before she could turn her head halfway, she threw her body and fell on the soft thing.

fell on the bed.

It was as if the world was turned upside down, and the world was spinning. At the first moment, Yaki couldn't even recognize his own position. After seeing the familiar ceiling, he realized that Mahiru had pushed her down.

But why?

An answer came to mind vaguely.

She stood up a little bit, and saw Mahiru slowly approaching and the other's eyes, this eyes seemed... Persistence?

Mi Ji couldn't tell the difference. In her current state, she couldn't tell the difference between many things.

The sky is spinning.

……

550 Nine. Presumptuous

The first thing that soaked into Mi Ji's heart was the voice, which was so clear that it could shake the heart...

First, there was the continuous sound of rain hitting the window, the rubbing sound of soft cloth and clothes produced by the weak rubbing of myself on the bed, and the sound of rubbing-like footsteps by Miss Mahiru's side.

His own panting, Mahiru-san's voice, and his head unable to handle the situation, tinnitus as if the machine had crashed, and muffled noises as if he was thrown into a clear lake.

Countless emotions are still intertwined, taking up most of the consciousness to process.

There was a touch of red in her blurred eyes.

The red gradually approached, approaching, like some kind of dye, soaking her vision.

Although it is difficult to get the energy to deal with it, at least I can understand what happened in front of me...

After Yaki pushed her down, Mahiru put her knees on the bed, limp and sluggish, her long hair twisted and fallen, between the legs of the girl with pale purple eyes.

The other foot touched the ground lightly like a cat, and she climbed onto the bed, with one hand on Mi Ji's right shoulder, like a wall that had been turned around, and the other hand gently supported the bed. into her own heart.

In this trance, Yaki seemed to be able to feel the mood of the other party, and Mahiru was very nervous.

On my own side, because there are too many emotions, there is no way to express them, and I will not decide to obey, nor will I resist the approach of the other party.

The red color was reflected in front of her, and Miss Mahiru's pupils reflected the yellow light in the far west that was not covered by the layered dark clouds outside the window.

The orange eyes were so crystal clear that they were about to drip water.

At such a close distance, the eyes of the two of them were touching, and neither of them wanted to avoid the other's eyes.

After all, hearts are already connected, so what is sight?

Just hand it over to the other party.

Miki unconsciously thought of this feeling, she felt the other party's affection, the ups and downs of mood seemed to penetrate from her side to her own, she can feel how nervous Mahiru is now.

What is Mahiru going to do?

If it's the usual Miki, you can definitely tell it at a glance, right?

But now my mind is so hazy, I can only vaguely feel Mahiru approaching, I can hear the sound of Miss Mahiru leaning down and rubbing her clothes, I can feel the other party, and I can also hear this red-haired girl who is usually very introverted, Said the name softly on Miji:

"Maki."

"I'm sorry, really."

She blinked, and her eyelashes were wet, but were they tears?Miji couldn't tell.

If so, what does this tear represent?

Yaki felt Mahiru's mood and felt a lot of guilt.

Why should I be so guilty?Is Mahiru really going to do something bad to Yaki?

What's wrong?

Slowly, many scenes and images appeared in Mi Ji's mind, as if the subconscious was playing a slideshow for her.

And until then, her cheeks gradually continued to be slightly flushed.

The sound of the whirling cloth rubbing against her ears, Miss Mahiru's right hand loosened from her heart, grabbed Miki's slender left arm again, and lifted it up a lot.

Just because of the emotion of shyness, Yaki is gradually allowing his conscious consciousness to shine in the reality in front of him. Although he is still confused, at least he has realized what Mahiru might be going to do next.

"..."

But I know, it's just adding another layer of deep red glow to the face.

Will Miki stop it?Will you boycott it?

she does not know.

The current self is very tired, both physically and mentally, and I don't know why I can feel Mahiru's current mood... This feeling is so strange.

She swallowed together with Mahiru-san.

Her arm was driven by the other party to lift up, over the head, and pressed down the strands of hair.

'what do you want to do?Mahiru? '

Mi Ji wanted to ask this question, but because shyness occupied the most important emotion, even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

Mahiru seemed very nervous and nervous, and stayed in this stiff movement for a few seconds without taking the next step.

But it's all up to now...Mahiru won't regret it, right?

For some reason, Yaki gave her a shy smile when the two of them looked at each other.

It was so tiny that it was almost invisible, but Yaki knew that Mahiru had definitely seen it, she felt the other party's emotions tremble suddenly, and there was also a fluctuation in the pupils of the eyes.

Then a kind of lust spreads first, and then stops.

Mahiru's current mood seems to be more complicated than that of Yaki... Also, Mahiru would break into Miki's room to sit in such a thing, how could the emotion not be complicated?

In the confusion, both of them dropped their words.

Some kind of guilt and hesitation also extended from Mahiru, but now Yaki no longer cares about the emotions they have.

She only cared about trying to overcome her shyness and gave her eyes to the other party.

If Mahiru really wants to do this kind of thing, and that's the only way to do it, maybe Miki's side...

Before Miki could come up with an answer, Miss Mahiru got closer and closer.

Moving his body slightly from top to bottom, Mahiru closed his eyes slightly, leaving only a gap to look at Yaki.

Yaki felt the warmth of the other party's exhalation, and smelled the faint scent that belonged to Mahiru herself.

The lips parted a little.

Mi Ji's thin lips suddenly felt a little dry, and she stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick it lightly.

So close.

The eyes should be close together, so close like that.

The soft nose tips touch each other and slide down.

When the pistil reached her lips, Mi Ji had a slight taste of the faint sweetness.

It's not the forehead kiss like before, nor the nose and cheek that Miss Chitose just kissed, but a more intimate place.

So soft...is it so soft?

His eyes lost focus, and Yaki also closed his eyes.

As if she was immersed in the warm darkness, she allowed Ms. Mahiru to be wanton.

A few seconds later, the two petals that were only slightly touched separated from each other.

Mahiru raised her body slightly, looked into Yaki's eyes, and then lowered it again, but this time it was no longer close to her lips, but more sideways.

As if inadvertently, she whispered to Mi Ji softly: "I like you."

"Um.."

No words needed.

She knew that she had a nightmare-like, real feeling.

At this moment, when shyness occupied a large part of his mind, Yaki suddenly noticed that Mahiru's hair seemed to be longer than when he just opened the door.

It was all like curly silk and satin, scattered on her bed quilt.

She blankly wanted to open her mouth to ask for a while, but suddenly felt a strong bitterness, which seemed to be Mahiru's mood.

Miki didn't have time to suppress this feeling, but in an instant, she felt pain in her temples as if being pricked by a very thin needle... This feeling is somewhat familiar, the same as in the morning, Mahiru's red hair is like acupuncture The stabs were on the sides of her head.

As time slowly passed, she felt that Mahiru's emotions were gradually moving away from her,

But along the way, my head hurts a bit. .

……

560. The best

As if a painkiller or some kind of refreshing medicine had been stuck in the temple, the emotion projected by Mahiru was gradually fading and going away, but it seemed to have a hypnotic effect... Miki opened his eyes vaguely, only Finally, he saw the other party's crystal-clear orange eyes.

The feeling of depression deep in my heart and the dull pain that has become more and more obvious since I returned to the apartment until now dissipated like a sugar cube in water.

Her consciousness gradually became clear, but paradoxically, her drowsiness became more and more intense.