Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 73 4. "Kurokawa Mio x Kamishiro Rinne"

"Hey, this is Ms. Rinone's room."

After changing into slippers and walking into the room, Kurokawa Mio looked around.

This room on the second floor has a rather lonely and boring feel to it.

The only major furnishings were a desk, a chair, and a spring bed. The cotton-white bed was as tidy as a hotel room, with no trace of the self-assertion or color of a female college student.

Textbooks and reference books were neatly arranged on the bookshelf at the head of the desk. There was a closed laptop on the desk, which looked to be a very old model. Apart from that, there were no other personal belongings.

“It feels a bit boring.”

Kurokawa Mio put her finger to her lips and chuckled, "I thought an icy beauty like Ms. Rinone would have a contrasting cute side in private, like being unable to sleep without a stuffed animal."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Linyin said expressionlessly.

"Also, you don't have to keep calling me 'Miss Rinone'. Just call me by my first or last name."

Kurokawa Mio smiled with narrowed eyes: "Then Rin-in can just call me Mio."

"Ah."

Linyin replied calmly, and as she walked to the closet, she said, "You sleep on my bed today, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"Hey, I feel bad about letting Rin sleep on the floor."

"Then I have no objection if you sleep with me instead."

"That's not what I meant." Kurokawa Mio patted the bed sheet lightly. "This bed is quite big, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Linyin closed the closet door again and did not refuse: "As long as you don't feel crowded."

After Masumi and Haiyue moved in, the only empty room left in Fanxing was the innermost one on the third floor. All the clutter was piled there, and it was difficult to clean it up at once.

"—Then I'll sleep in the same room with Masumi tonight."

Kurokawa Mio said immediately after hearing this, while extending her hand towards Masumi.

The keyboard player's slender white hand stopped in mid-air, and holding that hand was the hand of a girl who was equally soft and tender, with well-proportioned bones.

"Ms. Mio, it's not good for a single man and a single woman to live in the same room. You can stay at my place today."

Rin said this with her usual cold expression on her face.

So this is what is happening in the room now.

"I haven't had the experience of sleeping with a girl of the same age since high school. It feels like staying over at a good friend's house," Kurokawa Mio sighed.

Rinne replied unromantically, "Mio-san and I...Mio, we're probably not the same age."

"Yeah, Masumi and I are the same age." Kurokawa Mio's smile remained unchanged. "If we were at school, Rin should call me Mio-senpai. If we were in the club, we would still have to greet each other."

"This is a coffee shop, and I'm the manager."

Kurokawa Mio was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then her rosy lips curved into a smooth arc. "...That's right. I'll be grateful for your guidance from now on, Miss Heiress."

"Please give me more advice."

Linyin nodded and said to her, "I turned off the lights."

"Ah."

The girl with long black hair turned off the lights, and darkness immediately enveloped the room, but moonlight leaked in from the window, so she walked to the window and drew the curtains.

The moonlight illuminated her pajamas. After summer came, Linyin changed into a pure white loose cotton nightgown. Although it was still a very simple style, there was a simple black cat pattern on the chest.

This cute decoration adds a touch of girlishness to Rin's cool temperament.

"Rinne, you look so much cuter in this outfit."

While Kurokawa Mio seemed to be praising her sincerely, her obsidian eyes glanced at Rin's chest.

The black cat pattern on the clothes has been deformed and has a 3D effect.

It was clearly a loose, reserved nightgown, but the fabric at the chest raised a curtain, revealing a pair of full and well-proportioned breasts.

If the light is better, looking from the side, through the thin fabric, you can seem to see the adhesion and gap between the nightgown and the skin.

The keyboard player bent his long knuckles and pressed them against his chest.

(Unwilling…)
"Thank you. Your outfit is very attractive as well."

Rinyin said the words of praise expressionlessly, and although she didn't look happy at all, it was a sincere word.

Kurokawa Mio was wearing a black silk nightgown that blended into the darkness. The neckline was a low-cut, slender neckline. The shiny satin material was like moonlight, gently wrapping around her snow-white skin.

"Thank you, but I'm not at all happy to be praised like this by Rinone, a girl like me."

Kurokawa Mio showed a dull expression: "This outfit was originally prepared as a surprise for Masumi, the winning bra."

"…I'm so sorry to have delayed your victory."

"Don't worry about it. After all, there's still a long way to go."

The girl with honey-blonde hair said meaningfully.

The eyes that were slightly shaken a moment ago were now burning with passionate black flames, but were soon replaced by lazy fatigue.

She swallowed a yawn lightly and said lazily, "I can't sleep leaning against the wall. I have to sleep outside."

"Whatever you want." Lin Yin didn't care.

The air in the room was replaced by cold silence.

Not long after Rin lay down, she heard the sound of Kurokawa Mio's even breathing. Fell asleep in a second? She sighed quietly, pulled the quilt up to cover her shoulders, and closed her eyes silently.

But not long after, he opened his eyes again.

I always find it difficult to fall asleep for a while.

It wasn't because someone was sleeping next to her. Back in the orphanage, she'd always shared a room with many other children on the tatami mats, so she'd naturally gotten used to falling asleep listening to everyone's snoring.

Rather, the series of events that had occurred since the evening were tangled in her mind, trapping Rin.

There's no doubt that the girl next to him has very strong feelings for Masumi.

Masumi's attitude was also very clear, and he was determined to break up with this girl.

These were things that were obvious to her, but they made her feel turbulent.

She carefully sorted out the yarns of her thoughts, and slowly organized them into a straight and clear line in her mind. The person who stuck the end of the line with her fingertips was herself, while the person who sank to the end of the line was someone who was beyond her expectations, but also reasonable.

Miyazawa Masumi.

At first, I heard Mr. Jing Jian mention this name inadvertently.

Later, as she became more familiar with Mr. Ken Ie, the name "Miyazawa Masumi" appeared in her ears more and more often.

He was originally a serious and obedient person, shouldering Mr. Jing Jian's beautiful vision of running this coffee shop, but one day he suddenly showed rebelliousness and used playing in a band to escape reality. Later, he ran away to Tokyo without permission and refused to contact his family.

Linyin then preconceived the idea and identified his figure with that of her father.

That man knew that marrying the mother meant taking on the responsibility of inheriting the shrine, but he shamefully abandoned this responsibility and also abandoned his daughter.

Since then, Rin has become almost pathologically sensitive to the abandonment of responsibility.

Not only did she dislike such frivolous behavior, but it also brought out the weakness deep within Rin.

After her father abandoned her in the orphanage, she still fantasized about the scene of father and daughter reunion countless times, until now, but her fantasy has changed from "looking forward to her father taking her home" to "simply worrying about whether the man is still alive and how he is doing."

After all, no matter what, he is still her father. During the nine years she lived in Gunma Prefecture, his love for her was real.

So when Masumi returned to Fanxing that evening, she lost her usual composure, suddenly dropped the plate, and confronted Masumi with barbed and extreme lines.

But whether it was Masumi's efforts in running the coffee shop after returning to Fanxing, or what he said to her on Mount Rokko, or Masumi's answer that night, all made Rin realize that evaluating a person is much more complicated than she imagined.

If only he and his father were the same kind of person.

This way I can easily hate him.

I hate his irresponsible behavior of abandoning the family business.

I hate that he could have thrown all the work to me, but he insisted on meddling in the store's operations. No matter how coldly I treated him, he never complained and just frankly admitted all his mistakes.

She hated that he had the talent and dedication to run a coffee shop, but refused her request to return it to the "heir" and even used the ridiculous excuse of 60 yen to put her off.

I hate the words he used to comfort himself on Mount Rokko: "Everyone experiences joy and sorrow in their own lives, so suffering trauma is equally severe for everyone. There's no saying that one person is more miserable than another. Everyone has the right to feel pain."

Wouldn't this make it easier for me to be weak without a clear conscience?
He hates the disillusionment of his own dreams, but he will still seriously support his future musical dreams.

I hate his gentle manners, his face that is so attractive, and his lifeless eyes.

I hate myself for caring about things like this.

Kamishiro Rinone really hates showing her weak side in front of others.

Because this will make her subconsciously want to act dependent on others.

That's why on the taxi on the way to the orphanage, she held Masumi's arm tightly like a drowning person holding onto a piece of driftwood.

Only when she has no one to turn to every time she wants support can she gradually become strong.

One day in late May, Rin went to the hospital alone to visit Mr. Jing Jian.

Mr. Jing Jian was in good spirits that day, so she chatted with him for a while longer and told him about the recent business situation of the coffee shop, hoping to cheer him up. Unexpectedly, he said those words to her -

"I've been thinking a lot lately that I was wrong to always impose my own ideas on that kid."

"Huh?" Mr. Jing Jian's words made Rin's voice reveal surprise, but her expression remained as indifferent as ever.

"I opened this coffee shop hoping he would inherit the family business, and he did just as I wished, learning the craft of making coffee. I always took it for granted, thinking he chose this path of his own accord."

"After all, running the family coffee shop steadily is definitely the right choice compared to letting him go out into society and run into obstacles everywhere."

Mr. Jing Jian's voice became lower and lower as he spoke.

"But I always thought about 'right', never 'suitable', and never considered whether he really liked this job, this kind of life."

"The first time I heard him mention his plan to graduate and play in a band was during a three-way interview during our junior year of high school. Even though he told me it was the result of careful consideration, I just thought he was escaping reality."

"Thinking about it now, it was probably when he was about to enter society that he felt more and more the despair of a life he didn't like and might have to live with it for the rest of his life."

"..."

After saying this, Mr. Jing Jian was silent for a long while, then said to himself:
"I'm sorry, Rin'in-chan. You're reluctantly shouldering the burden of succession just for my sake, right?"

"No, I'm serious about this job."

Rin heard her own firm answer, her voice bouncing off the ground with a resounding sound.

"..."

Mr. Jing Jian silently looked up at the ceiling and said, choosing his words carefully: "...Thank you, Rin-ne."

"You can always consider the stars your home."

After he said this, he seemed to be hesitant to continue.

"Is there anything else? Uncle Jing Jian."

"Well... I have a personal request that might be a little inappropriate, but it's okay if you don't agree to it, Rin-chan. After all, this request itself is..."

"Please tell me."

After taking a deep breath, Mr. Jing Jian sighed and said, "...If possible, please take care of him for me."

"..."

"I see."

On the way back, Linyin was full of worries.

The last bit of resentment towards Masumi was also eliminated because of the sincere words that the father revealed to his son.

She began to examine her feelings towards Masumi.

Compared with Kurokawa Mio's indescribable and heavy love, this is a light and insignificant feeling.

It's not an emotion of love or affection, it's simply an emotion called "care".

But precisely because I care, I have so many emotions for no reason.

Just like it is now.

She didn't know what kind of outcome this concern would lead to, and she had no time to imagine.

Linyin looked at the clock. It was already eleven o'clock and the store had to be open tomorrow, so she couldn't continue to let her thoughts run wild.

She closed her eyes tightly and tried hard to fall asleep quickly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the quilt beside me suddenly began to move slightly.

"…Where are you going, Mio?"

Linyin opened her eyes again.

"bathroom."

Mio Kurokawa answered.

"The toilet is on the second floor, don't go the wrong way."

"Ah."

Gently pushing open the door of the room, Kurokawa Mio tiptoed along the wooden corridor. She was not wearing slippers, and her white, slender bare feet stepped directly on the floor silently.

She first went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and let the water run for a while, then pressed the flush button on the toilet. With the light in the bathroom still on, she walked towards the stairs leading to the third floor.

"...That's not the way back to the room."

A stern voice came from behind.

Kurokawa Mio turned around as if nothing had happened: "Sorry, I was a little sleepy."

"I'll take you back to your room."

"Thank you, Rinne."

Rin's eyes were fixed on Kurokawa Mio's back. The hem of this "decisive pajamas" just covered her hips, and her round outline had ups and downs between the hills and valleys, making her look like a delicious and juicy peach.

She frowned, thinking about the indecent clothes.

If it was Masumi, she might really be confused by this kind of clothes, after all, in Tajima Onsen...

She collected her thoughts and followed Kurokawa Mio.

Back in the room, Rinyin had just grasped the handle to close the door when her hand was covered by another hand before she let go.

"what happened?"

She turned her head calmly and saw the girl with honey-gold hair frowning coldly. The hand that was originally covering the back of Linyin's hand turned slightly and grabbed her wrist tightly.

Because of years of piano practice, his fingertips, covered with thin calluses, dug deep into Rinone's soft skin.

Kurokawa Mio skillfully bent her wrist and clamped Rinone, then while pushing forward, she threw her backhand at the right time, and Rinone fell backwards on the bed.

The spring mattress made a sound as it was slightly bent under pressure.

Kurokawa Mio knelt on the bed, holding Rin's wrists with one hand, looking down at her condescendingly, with a sharp scrutiny in her eyes.

"Ms. Rinone, you are really restless."

The collarbone cast a shadow on the fair skin, but Linyin showed no fear. Even though she was fastened to the bed like a white fish on a chopping board, she was still gathering strength in her arms.

"What do you want to do?"

Her voice was still calm at this moment, and her long, smooth, black hair was ruffled on the bed sheets because of her struggling.

Kurokawa Mio stretched out his free hand and gently stroked the girl's pretty face.

What a beautiful face.

If I were a boy, I would definitely like this face.

If I destroy this face right here...

His fingertips slid down her fair and smooth cheeks, outlining Rin's body, which became increasingly defined due to the tension.

The skin is so soft and the collarbone is so slender.

As the hand passed over the neck, it pinched and grasped in the air. What should I do? I longed to see this beautiful white neck bend backwards to its limit, then suddenly spasm like a dying swan.

Her breasts are so big that they are an eyesore, and her waist is so thin that it makes her already cumbersome size even bigger.

The hands and feet are very thin, they will probably break if you bend them hard.

Her slender hands rolled up the nightgown, and the fabric slowly licked from the calves to the knees and continued upwards.

When she had rolled up half of her thighs, she was finally stopped by Rin's struggling movements.

Her thighs are round and plump, her calves are straight and slender, and there are no obvious muscle lines. She must look very beautiful in pantyhose.

Ah~ This girl definitely has the look that Masumi would like.

If I destroy her here...

As the blood flowed, Kurokawa Mio's head became hot, her vision gradually narrowed, and her calmness and rationality seemed to be leaving her.

——Suddenly.

A string sound echoed in my mind.

Kurokawa Mio's eyes suddenly became clear.

No!
If it is something Masumi likes, I must never hurt it, otherwise he will definitely hate me.

If it's something Masumi likes, in order to cater to his preferences, you must also try to like it.

The gloom disappeared from his cold face, replaced by a gentle smile on his lips, and Kurokawa Mio released the hand that was pressing on Rin's wrist.

"I'm sorry, Rinne, I didn't mean to do that. Does it hurt?"

Kurokawa Mio asked cautiously, looking nervous like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please don't hate me for this."

"I sincerely hope that I can become good friends with you, Rinne."

After saying this, the pair of dark and lifeless eyes stared straight at the girl.

Kamiyo Rinne moved her numb arms a few times, and stared at her for a long while with eyes that had become accustomed to the darkness. Finally, she opened her lips and said slowly:
"Kurokawa Mio, you really are a dangerous woman."

　Thanks to Yan Ya for the reward to Kurokawa Mio, and thank you all for your subscriptions, monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and comments.
　　After writing this paragraph, I returned to the peaceful summer life. This paragraph should not be too girl-oriented. You can give me some suggestions. In my setting, Kurokawa is a gentle child who will not hurt others. By the way, disclaimer, there is no harem lily

　　
　
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