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Not knowing what Sasaki was thinking, Okino Rinka felt his anxiety, but did not feel the rudeness that came with his anxiety.

It is still as gentle as the spring breeze and drizzle.

Feeling Sasaki's care, Okino Rinka's heart became even softer. She was wearing pink pajamas, and her soft and slender arms like a white snake were around Sasaki's neck. Her red lips were slightly pursed, and she caressed his neck like falling rain.

They were intimate with each other like this for a while.

With hazy eyes, she caught a glimpse of the things she had placed on the bed before. She felt that the time was not right, but knowing that if she continued like this, something would definitely go wrong, Okino Rinka breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he raised his body slightly, allowing his waist to bend to a degree that ordinary people could not reach, and found a random topic:

"Brother Dong Jian, why is there something like that in your room? You weren't like this before~"

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

"I didn't buy it specifically. You know I liked reading comics before, and it was given as a gift when I bought a complete set of comics."

No one pointed out his lies that were meant to fool a child.

Okino Rinka's original intention was just to distract him, so after hearing his excuse, she pretended to be a very gullible otome sister and punched him lightly in a shy manner:

"It must be some kind of non-serious comic book. Serious comic books wouldn't give away things like that."

Not to mention serious comics, even casual comics wouldn’t give away that kind of thing.

Those small props have little to do with the comics. They are bunny girl costumes produced in the comics’ peripheral products, and are given away for a little extra money.

When Sasaki's parents were alive, he, as the only son in the family, had no shortage of money.

Because he loved reading comics at the time, when bunny girl peripherals came out, he bought them without thinking.

As a small prop given for a little extra money, Sasaki did not miss it and bought it.

Then it was left gathering dust in the closet.

It wasn't until last night when Sasaki wanted to do something different that he suddenly remembered that he had these things in his closet.

Speaking of which... when I was in junior high school, although Sasaki had a high EQ, he was not very interested in anything other than comics or the two-dimensional world.

Including girls.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited until he awakened before attacking the maiden.

Because he has been handsome since he was a child, many girls confessed their love to him when he was in junior high school.

But without exception, they all refused.

The most memorable rejection he had was when the third girl confessed to him that day.

Because it was the first time they met, Sasaki couldn't remember the girl's appearance clearly, he only remembered that she had brown hair.

The name is unknown from beginning to end.

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

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

That's what he said about not liking the three-dimensional world.

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

Afterwards, Sasaki was still proud of himself and felt that he was really handsome.

Looking back now, it was so embarrassing that I almost dug my toes into the ground.

That girl must have been very sad...

Speaking of comics, Sasaki stiffened when he suddenly remembered this incident, then quickly shook his head to get rid of this old dark history from his mind.

Instead of waiting for Dong Jiange's response, he saw him hugging himself stiffly and shaking his head.

Okino Rinka subconsciously thought that she was imitating the maiden sister's demeanor, which made him feel pretentious.

So while his heart suddenly ached, he suppressed the grievance in his heart and asked with a forced smile.

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

?

Coming back to his senses, he looked down at Rinka, who looked as aggrieved as an abandoned puppy.

Sasaki, who didn't want to bother thinking about the reason and could only explain it with words, suddenly lowered his head and bit the soft and cool cherry petals.

Pick nectar from flowers.

The bright room suddenly became quiet, with only the cool breeze blowing in from the window.

The strands of hair by her ears swayed in the wind, and Okino Rinka felt a chill on her body. In her dazed and astonished eyes, she gradually saw Sasaki's smiling brows.

The helpless eyes gradually converged, the hot breaths intertwined and merged, accompanied by the drum-like heartbeat in the chest, and turned into a sweet hum.

"Hmm~?"

Like a horn of attack, this hum took away Sasaki's already limited patience.

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

The breeze from the window blew the curtains and blew the pink pajamas on the floor.

……

White turbid foam overflowed from the edge of the pot, and the rising hot steam blew the lid of the pot, making a continuous "beeping" sound.

But Serizawa Yukiha, who was blushing and holding her face with a silly smile, did not notice the abnormality in front of her.

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

Hearing the familiar beeping sound, Serizawa Aimi's heart tightened, she sat up in shock, and hurriedly shouted towards the kitchen:

"Xue Ye, look at the pot!"

"what?"

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

Serizawa Ai, who came running from the living room, quickly turned off the power.

Wait until the white foam that overflows onto the table is cleaned up.

Serizawa Aimi, who was wearing pajamas with a Cherry Bear pattern, looked at the paste in the iron pot and scratched her shoulder-length brown hair in confusion:

"Xue Ye, this... this can't be eaten, right?"

Glancing at the white paste still bubbling in the pot, Serizawa Yukiha, who is not good at cooking, covered her face in distress and helplessness:

“Cooking is so hard~”

With her arms around the big cherry on her pajamas that was several times fuller than Serizawa Yukiha's, Serizawa Aimi held the comic book between her fingertips and sighed:

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

"I told you I would help you, but you refused. Can you tell me now?"

I looked up at Serizawa Aimi, whose face was much younger than mine, but who was my sister.

Serizawa Yukiha stretched out her slender white fingers, twirled the hair on the side of her face, her face slightly red, and said in a low voice: "I want to make some desserts that I can bring to school."

With a smile on her lips, Serizawa Aimi raised the comic book to cover the lower half of her face, her eyebrows curved: "Boyfriend?"

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

"Not yet~"

"So it's almost there?"

Hearing this denial that didn't sound like a denial at all, Serizawa Aimi made a joke, then put the comic book in her hand aside and helped her sister organize it:

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

"No, I'll ask him what he likes to eat tomorrow, and then 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 beside her and asked:

"Sister, do you have someone you like at school?"

When Serizawa Aimi heard her sister's question, a figure that was still engraved in her memory emerged in her mind.

"No, I only like the second dimension."

Handing the washed pot lid to her sister, Serizawa Aimi smiled sweetly on her tender face and winked at Serizawa Yukiha:

"Let me meet my brother-in-law sometime~"

Knowing that her sister must have someone in her heart, Yukiha Serizawa, who was diverted to the topic, was about to say "don't interrupt", but she saw her sister, who seemed to have realized something, waved her hand at her:

"Since you don't want to do it, then I'm going back to my room. Don't chat with your boyfriend too late, go to bed early."

Feeling that her sister was a little slippery, Serizawa Yukiha looked at her back as she walked up the stairs and responded helplessly:

"Got it~"

After cleaning up the battlefield he created.

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

After drying her hands, Serizawa Yukiha looked at the strangely dressed little man on the cover and took the comic book in her hands with some surprise:

“Is this book interesting?”

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

Serizawa Yukiha, who prefers literary works, rarely reads this kind of books.

As for a cover with such a fancy look, she had never seen one before.

Plus what my sister said before.

Feeling a little curious, Yukiha Serizawa stood still, opened the cover, and looked at the pages of the book which were filled with cool clothes but passionate contents.

Chapter 76 Results

The night sky was silent. Apart from a few occasional meows, there was no other sound in the pitch-black night.

The night was dark. Feeling the cool breeze blowing in from outside the screen window, Sasaki, who was shirtless and had just made up the bed sheets and gone to the first floor to take a shower, rested one knee on the edge of the bed and reached out to close the window.

The empty bedroom was very quiet. As the windows closed, the joyful and beautiful scent that had not yet completely dissipated in the air gradually lingered around the nose.

Smelling the odor that was not bad, but not pleasant either, but the more he smelled it, the more he got addicted to it. Sasaki couldn't help but look down at the little person who was curled up in the quilt, with tear marks all over his red and white face.

Is it worthy to say that Rinka is the sister who grew up with Otome?

The ability to perform any action with a thousand twists and turns is exactly the same as that of an otome.

However, Sasaki didn't torture her too hard to the point that she couldn't get up in the morning.

She doesn't need to pretend to be good in front of the maiden, as long as she can deceive herself.

Sasaki pushed aside the hair on her forehead that had turned into wisps due to sweat, lowered his head and lightly kissed Rinka's smooth forehead, and tucked in the quilt for her body that twitched from time to time due to dancing practice.

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

Come to the maiden's room.

As soon as I pushed the door open and walked in, I saw a figure with a pair of bunny ears on his head under the warm and ambiguous table lamp, and he slowly sat up.

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

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

As a figure slowly moved from the side of the bed to the outside.

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

Illuminated by the dim light, the pure black tights worn specifically to highlight the graceful lines of the legs seemed to be coated with a layer of golden grease.

However, because the denier of the stockings is very low, the slender and smooth legs do not give people a greasy feeling while showing the skin color.

On the contrary, it adds a bit of indescribable temptation and charm to those perfectly symmetrical legs.

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

Maybe it was because of the previous bath, or maybe it was because of something else.

On the delicate and gentle little face of the maiden, there was a layer of translucent blush that looked extremely crystal clear under the dim light.