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"Then don't be so anxious. Look, your clothes are all wrinkled."

Sasaki gently smoothed the shirt that had become wrinkled from being pressed on his shoulders, and said these words with a smile that showed concern.

And Kyoka Tachibana seemed to enjoy the feeling of being cared for and advised by others. When Sasaki was tidying her up, she was very quiet and did not show any resistance.

He just tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, blushed slightly and bit his lower lip, pretending to be a calm older man.

Although his face looked a little red, there was indeed no other abnormality.

I just don't know if she is as indifferent in her heart as her facial expression shows.

"All right."

It didn't take too long to fix it, lest Aunt Kyoka's eagerness drive away her shame. After smoothing out the wrinkles, Sasaki took a step back and looked her up and down.

"Auntie Kyoka is really beautiful."

After saying this, he nodded as if to confirm.

The curve of the chest that was entwined with the heartstrings rose and fell slightly.

After calming down a bit, Tachibana Kyoka raised a gentle smile on her pretty face: "Fuyumi is also a handsome boy~ Now you need to have a good rest, auntie has to go to work, Yuka and the others will call you in a few days."

"Okay, Aunt Kyoka, be careful on the road." He didn't do anything else, just watched the stunning beauty in the slim OL uniform, swaying her slender and moving waist as she walked out of the entrance.

Looking at the living room where he was the only one left, Sasaki sniffed the faint fragrance that lingered around him and smiled softly.

There are not too many memories. After the blushing and heart-warming contact ended, the sleepiness that had been dispelled came back again like a tide.

Feeling his sore eyelids and weak body, Sasaki checked the doors and windows, then followed his memory and went up to his bedroom on the second floor.

As for the dishes that Aunt Jingxiang didn't have time to wash before she left... I'll talk about it tomorrow...

Sasaki, feeling very sleepy, lay on the soft bed, looking at the gradually blurry ceiling, and slowly closed his eyes.

ding-ding-

In a state of blurred consciousness, Sasaki Fuyumi seemed to hear the clanging sounds of pots and pans coming from downstairs through the quilt.

That sound... sounds like someone cooking?

This thought popped up in Sasaki's mind before he could figure out who had the key to his house.

The sound of slippers tapping on the stairs gradually became clearer.

'Someone is coming up.'

As soon as the thought came to my mind, the door handle turned gently.

Then, Sasaki, who was buried in the quilt, heard a gentle and refreshing call.

"Fuyumi, Fuyumi, wake up, breakfast is ready. If you don't get up, you'll be late for school."

Chapter 4: Kiss, Stick (k+)

Hearing this gentle call, Sasaki, who was in a daze, mumbled in response as if conditioned:

"Yeah...I'll be up soon."

After saying that, he turned over in the quilt, facing the inside of the bed.

The girl in school uniform who was holding the door showed no surprise at all when she saw him lying in bed.

So after he turned over, the girl, who had known this would happen, walked into the room and rested her knees on the edge of his bed.

Sasaki was half awake but not very awake. Feeling the edge of the bed sink slightly, he subconsciously turned over and lay flat on the bed. He squinted at the figure lying in front of him, reaching out to touch the curtains.

Pure white stockings as smooth as milk wrapped around her round and slender legs, covering deep into her thighs.

Her round and cute knees were pressed against the edge of the bed, and her feet in pink bunny-head slippers were slightly raised to prevent the slippers from falling to the ground. But with her movements, her exposed, soft and white, flesh-colored heels were as cute as a small piece of milk cake.

Because I was kneeling on the bed and stretched my body forward.

So, naturally, the little butt in the red plaid pleated skirt was also naturally raised slightly.

The hem of the skirt was folded downwards, naturally and considerately covering the mysterious area that was not covered by white silk.

Because the pleated skirt fits the body very closely, when the hem drops down, it clearly outlines the youthful and energetic curves.

It seemed that because the owner of the body stretched forward, the skirt swayed, revealing a small section of the white and tender thigh that was not covered by the white silk.

Because the little hand in front was pulling the curtains, the bright golden light that suddenly appeared and quickly disappeared made the faint whiteness particularly eye-catching.

Above the pleated skirt is a no-go zone.

Because the pleated skirt protected the little butt of its dishonest owner very well, it was very loyal and did not move around.

Because of this, the girl's action of stretching her body and reaching her hands forward naturally moves the clothes on her upper body.

This left her slender waist, which no one cared about, exposed to the air pitifully.

Look at the white and soft skin that looks like a lotus root node, coupled with the seductive curve created by the twisted snow-white waist.

And that very tight belly with no fat on it, all of this is teasing the fragile heartstrings of adolescent boys.

Not to mention the white shirt buttons that are still eye-opening even when they hang naturally.

Because the girl buttoned her shirt tightly and there was no exposure, the white shirt was stretched into an arc that was not suitable for its size.

Just like the white snow clinging to the towering snow-capped mountains, no one dared to make the slightest noise, for fear that the button, which was so fragile that it sounded like a groan, would cause a series of uncontrollable avalanches after hearing the sound.

If you open your eyes early in the morning and see this exciting scene, and you don’t react at all, then you are definitely not a man.

As a boy.

A boy who is mentally and physically healthy, as healthy as can be.

Sasaki Fuyumi felt that he needed to do something.

He rolled his eyes slightly and glanced at the pink-haired girl who didn't notice that he had opened his eyes and woken up.

Sasaki's body, lying flat on his back, leaned forward slightly, gradually approaching the girl's sexy and slender waist.

"Boom~"

A soft sound was heard in the peaceful bedroom.

Sakuragi Otome felt a chill on her waist and suddenly shrank her waist, straightening her body instantly like a frightened little rabbit.

But because they were inside the house, she knew who was causing trouble easily, so even though she was suddenly attacked, she didn't scream or anything.

She just sat on the edge of the bed with a bit of resentment and shame, and turned her head to look at the bad guy who was disturbing her and staying in bed.

"Get up when you wake up. I ran into Aunt Kyoka yesterday afternoon and she told me that you are fine now and can go to school."

"Come with me this morning, will you?"

In the slightly dim room, Sakuragi Otome straightened her clothes and looked through the slightly opened curtains at the young man who was sitting at the head of the bed but still had a pale face. She asked in a soft and cautious tone.

Sasaki leaned against the head of the bed, and with the bright golden sunlight coming through the window, he looked at the girl who was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his left hand with both hands.

Her long hair that reaches her waist is a beautiful cherry pink color, just like her name, Sakuragi Otome.

Today is Monday, so the girl is wearing a pure white shirt with a light green bow tie on her chest and a red plaid pleated skirt.

Because the weather is very good today, the sunlight outside the window is particularly bright and dazzling.

The girl sat peacefully on the bed, the sunlight shone in obliquely through the gap in the curtains and sprinkled on the white stockings on the girl's legs. The shallow and warm sunlight reflected on the milky white stockings, outlining the outline of the girl's plump and round thighs, shaped like a milk-flavored ice cream exposed to the sun.

The girl's face was not stunningly beautiful, but it had a gentleness that was soothing and calming, and she seemed to be a very gentle person.

At this moment, her soft and gentle light blue eyes were staring at him anxiously, as if she was afraid of waiting for some rejection.

When Sasaki Fuyumi saw her like this, he recalled a little and remembered the reason.

In the six months after his parents passed away, he seldom went to school.

He had been staying at home feeling sad, and his three meals a day were prepared and placed by his bedside by his childhood sweetheart, Sakuragi Otome, who lived next door.

Likewise, she would ask him every day if he wanted to go to school with her.

However, because it was close to the winter vacation, this situation did not happen often.

As a newly promoted sophomore in high school, he only went to school a few times in the first month of school, and each time he went only after the maidens looked at him pitifully.

So this morning, it was a rare occasion for Sasaki to interact with the girl who called him to eat. In the past, he would always respond with very brief "um", "oh", or "got it".

After thinking it through, Sasaki, who was not opposed to going to school, was about to nod and agree.

But he suddenly noticed that the girl was not resistant to some intimate contact with him.

Also, the maiden had always taken good care of him before, but the original body seemed quite cold.

'If you don't take what Heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences. If you don't act when the time comes, you will suffer the consequences.'

You know, no matter what kind of relationship it is, it needs to be maintained. One-sided efforts will not be rewarded, and even boiling water will cool down one day.

Sakuragi Otome is obviously a good girl since she has been taking care of him for half a year, and what Sasaki likes most is beautiful and good girls.

Raising his left hand, he held Sakuragi Otome's small but slightly cold hand with both hands. Sasaki leaned against the head of the bed, lowered his eyebrows, and looked at the innocent-looking Otome with a slightly weak look:

"Otome... I just came out of the hospital yesterday at noon, and then I slept from the afternoon until now. I'm still a little dizzy, and I probably can't eat breakfast. I'll take a break... and then go to school with you."

"No, I can't go to school without eating in the morning. My body can't handle it... Well, how about this... If I bring the food and feed you, can you eat a little?"

Although she was surprised that Fuyumi was so obedient and went to school when she was told to, the girl who paid more attention to his health still hoped that he would eat well.

So after hearing that he was not feeling well and couldn't eat by himself, I thought of an extremely convenient way.

After hearing the maiden's refusal and suggestion, Sasaki Fuyumi pretended to be weak, and the corners of his slightly drooping mouth gently raised an extremely imperceptible arc.

At the same time, he nodded in response to the expectant maiden.

"it should be OK."

"Okay, I'll go down and serve the food right away!"

It was the first time that Sakuragi Otome faced such an easy-to-talk to man like Fuyumi, and she seemed very happy. So after he agreed, Otome, fearing that he would go back on his word, kicked off her pink bunny-head slippers and ran downstairs.

Soon, in less than half a minute, Sakuragi Otome, wearing an apron, entered the bedroom carrying a bowl of porridge and a few side dishes.

Sitting on the bed, Sakuragi Otome held the rice porridge, stirred it with a spoon, then scooped out a spoonful and blew a few times with her moist pink mouth to get rid of the heat, then held it to Sasaki's mouth:

"Ah~"

Watching with amusement the maiden feeding him like a child, Sasaki Fuyumi leaned forward and swallowed the entire spoonful without caring whether it was hot or not.

Then, when Otome tried to feed him again, Sasaki, who had finally finished chewing and swallowing, frowned and looked at Otome with a puzzled look:

"It seems... a little raw?"

"Ah? How could it be... We clearly agreed on a time..."

Hearing this, Sakuragi Otome was startled and directly brought the spoon that had not been handed to her to her mouth.

After putting the rice in her mouth, the girl chewed it for a long time without noticing that there was any uncooked rice and was about to ask a question.

But he found that Sasaki, who was originally leaning against the head of the bed, was getting closer.

Seeing the girl tasting the rice porridge, Sasaki Fuyumi raised a smile.

But he did not approach her stealthily in an unethical way. Instead, he gradually moved closer to her cheek in front of the girl.

Although the two are childhood sweethearts, to be honest, the former incarnation did not have any romantic feelings towards the girl.

Although Otome was caring enough for her predecessor, she did not take any further action from beginning to end.

But Sasaki didn't believe that the girl had no feelings for him and had been taking care of him for half a year out of pure friendship.

To be able to do this, either she is stupid, or she likes me, or has a strong liking for me.

In order to verify this idea, the most direct way is to go up.

No matter whether she really liked me or was stunned by surprise.

As long as she doesn't avoid it, as long as she really gets it, then this relationship is considered to be tacitly accepted.

Thinking that it would be worthwhile to give it a try, Sasaki smiled and slowly approached Sakuragi Otome's gentle and pretty face.

"No? Can I try it again...?"

With his right hand, he gently held the maiden's soft chin and tilted it towards him. With his left hand, he took the bowl she was holding and put it aside. Although Sasaki Fuyumi's words were questioning, there was no sign of pause in his actions.

After the words were completely spoken, the two extremely soft pieces of marshmallows stuck together.