Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 297, Section 14: Rinne's Resolve

Chapter 297, Section 14: "Rinne's Resolve"

Rinne stood at the doorway, placed her hands on her chest, took a deep breath, and exhaled a very hot breath.

Even though my body is so hot, my heart still longs for warmth... It's incredible.

She slowly closed her eyelids and gently knocked on the door with trembling hands.

……

Silence suddenly arrives.

Only the sound of her heart beating loudly in her chest cavity made her feel ashamed. A wave of shame washed over her in an instant, making the heiress feel utterly humiliated.

Is he already asleep?

Yes, it's already this late.

He's been very busy lately, and he's probably exhausted by now, so it wouldn't be good to wake him up.

but……

Hesitation crossed her mind, and Rinne bit her lower lip tightly.

Going back like this, I still feel unwilling.

So even if it might wake him up, I'll knock on the door again and give it a try.

Just as Rinne was thinking this, clenching her fist and approaching the door—

"Squeak-"

The door hinges made a slight creaking sound, and someone opened the door from the inside.

Masumi, is he still awake?

My feigned composure crumbled instantly. Although I had said "anytime is fine" before, I still felt uneasy when the moment actually came.

What should I do? What was my original line? I wanted to do something lewd... No! Not that line!
However, all these anxieties vanished the moment they saw the person who had arrived.

"Oh, it's Rinne."

ha?
The figure that peeked out from under the door was... Haiyue!?

The pajamas with cartoon jellyfish patterns were worn loosely, as if to dissipate heat, with a few buttons undone, revealing a thin layer of sweat on her fair and translucent skin.

Rinne was dumbfounded.

"Why...is Haiyue here?"

"I came to find... Masumi... to play..."

Haiyue answered nonchalantly.

"playing what?"

"Oh, it's Rinne."

A head of slightly messy black hair peeked out from behind Haiyue.

"Is there something you need that's calling me so late?"

"More than that, I'd like to ask, what are you two doing in the room so late?"

The scene before her made Rinne temporarily put aside her tension, and her expression returned to its usual indifference, with doubt almost overflowing from her eyes.

It was already evening...

Seriously, I heard that men have a limited number of times they can have sex. If this keeps up, I won't be able to use up the twelve pills I prepared!

Waste is shameful.

Thinking of this, the usually thrifty heiress raised her eyebrows and stared at them with a cold gaze.

"Eh."

Masumi was startled by the sudden, sharp gaze and quickly explained.

"Rinne, don't misunderstand, I was just discussing a new song with Kaizuki."

"New song?"

"Yes."

Masumi nodded vigorously, letting Rinne into the room. The Cubase interface was still displayed on the laptop screen.

Even so, Rinne's suspicions were not so easily dispelled.

"It's been so long since the store opened, it would be easy to set up this kind of scene temporarily."

"No, no, it's just because I was wearing headphones! It's because Haiyue's ears are more sensitive that she heard someone knocking on the door."

"Really?"

"real."

Masumi nodded emphatically.

Rinne's purple eyes scrutinized Masumi from head to toe with a sharp, appraising gaze, then she glanced at Kaigetsu, who was absent-minded and completely oblivious to what was happening, and sighed softly.

"Never mind... we'll find out soon enough."

"Ok?"

In the dead of night, Masumi's voice rang out in the room, asking a question in return.

"You'll find out soon enough... What does that mean?"

"No! It's nothing!"

This time, it was Rinne who panicked.

"Um... I came here to ask you to help me blow-dry my hair."

"Okay, I get it now."

Masumi nodded, her gaze falling on the heiress who had suddenly arrived late at night.

The pajamas, printed with an adorable cat pattern resembling a mascot, hugged her shapely figure, her skin flushed from just having taken a bath, and her wet black hair shimmered with a vibrant shine.

Why did you suddenly freeze?

Rinne tilted her head with a curious look, her open collar revealing her snow-white skin.

"No, it's okay."

"Okay, then, thank you for your help."

Although she didn't know why Rinne blushed so easily just from blow-drying her hair, Masumi obediently took the hairdryer from her.

After Rinne sat down with her back to him, Masumi plugged the hairdryer into a nearby socket and was about to turn it on.

"Wait a moment."

Rinne suddenly called for a halt with her voice, then quietly focused her gaze on Haiyue beside her.

"Isn't Haiyue going back to her room?"

"I want to... stay a little longer..."

"It's already late. Go back to sleep now, or you won't have any energy the next day."

Rinne spoke in a motherly tone, as if she were educating her daughter, but Kaigetsu reacted rebelliously.

"Rinne and Masumi... haven't slept either..."

"That's because...because of her age, Haiyue is quite young, right? Then she should rest early and be a good girl."

"But... Rinne... is only... a few months older than me..."

"Well."

Rinne was stumped by the question.

Oh right, I'm not Haiyue's mother, just a girl around the same age as her.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Rinne suddenly stood up and whispered a few words in Haiyue's ear.

Masumi gazed quietly at the two women, unaware of what the heir had said to Haiyue, but the effect seemed quite satisfactory.

Haiyue nodded slowly, then stood up. The woman who had stubbornly insisted on staying in the room just moments before vanished without a trace.

"I should go back to...sleep..."

With those words, the jellyfish girl swayed and left the room. Rinne locked the door from the inside after she left.

"Huh? What did Rinne and Umizuki say?"

Masumi couldn't help but be curious.

This enigmatic girl is unusually stubborn in some ways, so much so that Masumi always has to use a carrot-and-stick approach to reason with her.

Even so, she wouldn't be able to speak.

In response to his question, Rinne simply said:
"Secret."

"Huh? Okay."

I can only seek advice from the heir later.

"please."

After Rinne finished speaking, she plopped down in front of Masumi, stretched out her long legs, and childishly put her head right under Masumi's eyelids.

A warm breeze blew, causing Rinne's beautiful long hair to sway gently like willow branches.

so cute.

Masumi ran her fingers through her radiant hair and thought the heiress was like a cat, the kind of cat that, feeling lonely, would crawl into the bed of its favorite owner.

A warm current flowed through my fingers, untangling all the tiny clumps of hair.

The touch, softer than any silk, naturally calmed Masumi's heart.

This sense of security is like a tree rooted in solid soil.

With Rinne by my side, this sense of security becomes even stronger, but there are also moments that make my heart race.

A moment later, Masumi turned off the hair dryer and spoke to Rinne's hair whorl.

"Is this okay?"

"Okay, thank you."

Rinne touched the ends of her hair to make sure it was dry, then suddenly leaned back towards Masumi.

"Rinne?"

Masumi was slightly taken aback, but still caught her slender body and her still slightly warm black hair.

"Warm?"

"Yes, it's very warm."

Masumi reached out and hugged Rinne's waist from behind.

Rinne rested her head on his shoulder, leaning against Masumi.

"..."

Silence returned. A silence that stirred a tingling, unsettling tension mixed with a sense of relief, filled Rinne's heart...

Creating that kind of atmosphere as soon as she entered would make her seem impatient, and she was too shy, so Rinne tried her best to maintain her usual attitude.

However, this brings about a new problem.

Masumi seems completely unaware of her own meaning!
How to do.

In situations like this, shouldn't we use more explicit hints?

"...Masumi."

"Ok?"

Hearing Rinne's delicate, kitten-like movements, Masumi hugged her even tighter and gently bit her ear that peeked out from her black hair.

So soft.

Rinne squirmed, feeling a little itchy.

"Wait a moment……"

Hearing her subtle tone of resistance, Masumi stopped what she was doing.

"Let me get up for a moment."

"okay."

Masumi did as instructed, and Rinne, her face flushed, got up, walked to the light switch by the door, and turned down the brightness of the lights, darkening the room.

"what?"

Masumi was taken aback, subconsciously glancing at Rinne's embarrassed expression, and suddenly realized something.

"Rinne? You..."

"what……"

Rinne noticed Masumi's gaze, turned her head, and hurriedly explained:

"I just think... maybe it would be better if it weren't so bright... like this..."

Just like last year at the Kamishiro Shrine in Gunma Prefecture, when Masumi used her hand to touch her...

"Oh, oh..."

Masumi nodded, then suddenly stood up unexpectedly.

"Eh?"

His purple pupils reflected Masumi's approaching figure, and his hand rested on Rinne's hand that was on the switch, gently pressing it down.

The lights came back on.

"I want to see every aspect of Rinne clearly."

Masumi watched intently as Rinne's cheeks gradually flushed with a lovely blush, only to be met with a fierce glare from her.

"...That's very cunning."

Rinne narrowed her eyes with a reproachful look. Then, Masumi gently grasped her shoulders.

Their lips slowly met.

"……Um……"

Although it wasn't their first kiss, it was still incredibly moving. The sounds of the clock and their breathing faded away without them realizing it, leaving only the beating of their heartbeats.

With a soft "thump," Rinne sat down on the edge of the bed.

She raised her hands, rolled up her pajamas from underneath, pulled them over her head, and took them off at the arms.

Pure white lingerie should be a matching set, with intricate lace patterns that are quite luxurious.

After making such a bold move, perhaps feeling ashamed of being left only in her underwear, Rinne crossed her arms over her chest, as if trying to hug herself, and looked up at him with flushed cheeks.

"...Finally, we've come this far together."

Rinne felt embarrassed, but also satisfied, and said softly.

Whether it's her full figure, the curves from mid-waist to low-waist, her legs bent and stretched out from the bed, or her shy expression, everything about her is incredibly erotic.

"This was specially prepared for this day, what do you think?"

Her rosy cheeks gazed at Masumi, as if she were expecting something.

"I think...it's beautiful."

Masumi squeezed out a dry, tight voice from her throat.

She was dressed only in white, close-fitting clothing, resembling a pure witch in a kimono, or a goddess from Greek mythology, sacred and inviolable.

"Yeah."

As if to calm herself down, Rinne took a long breath, then pursed her lips as if to encourage herself, and put her hands behind her back.

Click!

The sound of a bullet being fired.

The shoulder straps that were binding her body had become noticeably looser, slipping off her shoulders and falling down through her upper arms and elbows.

Rinne lowered her trembling hand that was pressing against the bra cup, letting the fabric fall down to her knees.

Masumi's eyes widened slightly, and she gasped.

Like a flower whose petals are supported by a slender root, the delicate calyx produces such full buds, giving it an unstable feel.

"You've been staring for too long... That's enough! You've seen enough, haven't you?"

Rinne couldn't help but blush as she spoke.

"Good, good."

Masumi nodded and sat down next to her, only to see her frantically running her hands through her hair. Masumi guessed that she wasn't afraid of messing up her hair, but simply didn't know how to pass the time.

In that case, I should take the lead myself.

The spring mattress made a "squeak" sound when it was squeezed.

“…Hmm! Masumi.”

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had gently pushed Rinne's shoulder and pinned her down on the bed.

Her long, black, lustrous hair was disheveled and scattered on the bed sheet.

That pitiful, pretty face was right in front of me.

My vision was blurry, and the scene before me was like a translucent texture with a pearl base—so transparent yet so distant.

Her smooth body curves resemble those of Venus in a painting.

Masumi slowly extended her hand, touching Rinne's long, slender, pale hand. Their fingers trembled as they intertwined, and she asked with a tense expression:

"...Is that okay?"

You know without even asking.

"……Can."

Rinne responded in the same way, taking a deep breath to relax.

"Please be gentle."

Rinne buried her face in his neck and whispered softly.

The scent of her hair gently brushed past her nostrils, and even Masumi could clearly feel the pounding of her heart in her chest.

Her breath seemed to seep into Masumi's neck.

Her hair smelled sweet.

Her determination was conveyed to Masumi through the warmth of her skin.

Nothing could stand between them anymore...

To obstruct.