I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 280 There are always special moments
When a lone butterfly is willing to alight on a human's shoulder.

It seems that they would lose the ability to fly.

Gen Tsukino clearly remembered a teacher telling him something when he was in the orphanage.

Do not feed flying insects by placing them in your hands, because you will soon find that they can no longer fly.

He didn't quite understand the reasoning behind this, nor had he conducted any experiments with a sufficient sample size to verify it.

But looking at this proud girl in his arms, her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

He would suddenly think of butterflies that cannot fly.

Love is nourishment, and also an alluring condition; it can heal a person, and it can also sustain a person.

I gently embraced her body, as if I wanted to embrace all the beauty of the world into my arms.

It was quiet outside.

On this autumn night, apart from the sound of the wind outside, there was no other noise.

Unless it's the breath we breathe together, unless it's every touch that seems to resonate deep within our souls.

They embraced on the sofa, then became deeply engrossed in each other's embrace.

The two vortexes drew closer and then succumbed to each other, seemingly unable to distinguish what they were doing or what they were in each other's eyes.

All I remember is the rapid breathing and the familiar scent.

It smells really good.

It didn't make you dizzy, but rather clearer, yet you were hopelessly drawn in. Asagiri Rin didn't know how to describe her experience.

Whenever she anticipated something, she would remind herself not to embarrass herself, not to appear too passive, and not to let this boy lead her around in everything. She was Asagiri Rin, and it was only natural that she should have the initiative.

But every time he hugs me or kisses me, it's as if all my stances crumble.

All the perseverance was like ice cream exposed to direct sunlight, melting quickly.

She didn't know why. Was it because his skills were too advanced? Or was it because her willpower wasn't as reliable as she thought?
I no longer know.

All I know is that it's all so wonderful that I don't even have the thought of stopping now.

With hands placed behind the other person's shoulders, unconsciously stroking them, it's as if they are savoring a beloved toy.

Meanwhile, Tsukino Gen had already laid the other person down on the sofa.

His hands, of course, wouldn't stay still either.

Is endless kissing a romantic thing? It can get boring, and your tongue can get numb.

So of course, one must seek solace elsewhere.

Of course, the young lady would react as well.

He pressed it immediately, then opened his eyes and looked at Tsukino Gen.

"What are you doing?"

The blush on her face hadn't faded, and her eyes weren't exactly clear. But creating an atmosphere of disgust and revulsion was her instinct.

Normally, such a look might be enough to make Tsukino Gen stop.

But in this situation, that look is practically an encouragement.

how to say.

Compared to the more thorough enjoyment of feigned rejection, Tsukino Gen even wondered if he was some kind of pervert, finding such disdain surprisingly exciting.

"It's not like I haven't touched it before."

The more disgusted and fierce the other party appeared, the more innocent and utterly naive Tsukino Gen's expression became.

However, the dog's paw landed on the highest point of the girl's body where she was lying down.

Asagiri Rin narrowed her eyes. "What do you think I called you over tonight for?"

Gen Tsukino feigned surprise as he looked at her. "Did I misunderstand? It's late at night, and it's hard for me not to think that way, is it? Do you really like the type who knows everything but insists on pretending not to know and remains passive to the end?"

Asagiri Rin snorted softly, still holding the other's hand firmly, seemingly not opening the 'gate' that should have been opened for this boy.

"You even try to glorify yourself with something like this. You're just like Tsukino Gen."

"That's not what I meant. I just wanted to appear more understanding. I'll take the initiative to do things that you're too embarrassed to do."

"These are all things I learned from Kazama Sakura. Oh no, things I experimented with?"

The girl squinted, trying to appear intimidating, but in Tsukino Gen's eyes...

She's becoming more and more like a fun toy.

The more it bares its teeth, the fresher and more delicious it looks. Because it always makes one involuntarily imagine what kind of contrast it would be like after being completely tamed.
That's the most alluring part; the future always tempts people to bravely move forward. The more beautiful the imagined future, the bigger the traps that might be laid for you. Fortunately, Tsukino Gen is not afraid of traps, nor is he afraid of potential challenges and difficulties. He's only worried that the final reward won't be tempting enough.

“No such thing happened. How could I possibly apply the experience I gained from other people to you? You are Asagiri Rin.”

"so what?"

The noble and elegant young woman narrowed her eyes, appearing even more dangerous.

However, Tsukino Gen clearly felt that the pressure she was applying to the back of his hand had loosened considerably, but he did not rush to make any rash moves.

Instead, he moved his entire body upwards, as if he were making direct eye contact with the other person.

“You are the most special, so any experience placed on you would be a sacrilegious attempt. Therefore, I can only follow my instincts completely and do what I want to do most, regardless of any skills.”

They really do speak human language to humans and ghost language to ghosts.

This was the first thought that came to Asagiri Rin's mind.

However, just looking into the other person's eyes was almost too sincere, always brimming with an ability that made people unable to help but believe.

Or perhaps, this is indeed his true feeling? Even if the probability is very low, such a wishful thought arises.

People shouldn't rely on luck, because luck is often your last weakness and will become the failure of the whole thing. Countless historical experiences are in front of us, but we can never cure the instincts rooted in our genes, because you know clearly that such luck is what you really want.

perhaps.

He was truly hopelessly infatuated with himself.

"Do all men like to say things like that at times like this? But you seem to have misunderstood something." "Really misunderstood?"

Gen Tsukino increased the pressure on his hand by just a little bit.

But the response was quite honest, with the girl's body slightly contracting and her breathing suddenly becoming heavy.

Asagiri Rin looked at him with a hint of reproach, then tightened her grip on his hand again. Of course, she knew that men were all hopelessly childish, all flesh and blood, yet they had a strong interest in the most concealed areas. But perhaps he, having been an orphan since childhood, had a greater need for this than most people?
Hmm... would you call that a hellish joke?

"I can't sleep outside, so I asked you to come over and sleep with me. What are you thinking?"

Asagiri Rin squinted at him.

Gen Tsukino thought for a moment, "Isn't this the same thing?"

"Get out of here!"

I was so angry at this boy that I laughed.

The girl was almost ready to kick him off the bed.

But Tsukino Gen clung to her like a leech. The sofa, which wasn't very spacious and could barely accommodate two people, required extra restraint; any out-of-line movement could cause them to roll off.

It's like a stage in this world; some people get to perform because they go out of line, while others get carried away and don't even know how they ended up on the ground.

The boy was in control of what he thought was the right balance.

He pressed himself tightly against the girl's alluring body.

It seems there is no temperature more comfortable than her body temperature, and no fragrance more delightful than her scent.

His face was pressed slightly against her cheek, but it didn't matter that he couldn't see her face.

He said softly, "How can we sleep together if I roll down the stairs?"

The girl felt slightly uncomfortable; in fact, the shyness that welled up inside her made her feel a little ashamed. It seemed inappropriate to have such feelings in front of him. But youthful romances are always beautiful and memorable. Was it precisely because of this shyness and reserve, this mutual restraint, that she felt so uneasy?
As we grow up, we all understand various tricks and schemes, and many even pride themselves on being particularly adept at understanding the opposite sex. Admittedly, they can freely manipulate the opposite sex, unleash their desires every night, and find someone to share a bed with.

But that's just a one-night release. When you wake up in the morning, you can't feel love for the people around you, and you can't fill the emptiness in your heart. So you continue the cycle on the streets the next night.

But the soul grows lighter each day.

She turned her head slightly to the side. The boy's face was clean-shaven, and he had no qualities that she found repulsive or offensive. So what reason could she give to reject his persistent advances?

"Who wants to sleep on the sofa? Get off now!"

They didn't even realize that their voice sounded like they were being coquettish.

"As ordered."

Tsukino Gen 'let go' of himself more easily than he had imagined, but it didn't seem like he had completely let go.

As he rolled off the sofa, he reached out and easily lifted the girl up by the waist.

"what are you doing?"

Caught off guard, Asagiri Rin was startled and looked at the boy who had picked her up with a slightly bewildered expression.

Gen Tsukino smiled gently.

"Isn't this what I should do? You're welcome."

"Who thanked you!"

She said this, but did not resist the other party's princess carry.

After all, she is a princess. Well, that reason seems a bit lame, but it doesn't matter since the other party can't hear it.

Gen Tsukino also considered simply throwing the other person onto the bed and then wildly pouncing on them; that seemed very passionate and could almost ignite all the dry tinder at once.

But thinking about it, I decided against it. Who knows if this young lady will fly into a rage over some trivial matter? After all, that's what she's best at.

After gently placing the other person on the bed, Tsukino Gen didn't give them a chance to speak, immediately slipping into the covers beside him and thoughtfully turning off the light.

Asagiri Rin was taken aback. "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you sleeping? Don't you turn off the lights when you sleep?"

"No. Go take a shower."

"I've already washed."

Are you very sleepy?

"Didn't you say you wanted to sleep? Haven't I been obedient enough?"

"You'd better behave and not lay a hand on me."

"Yeah, I promise."

The girl, who was covered by the blanket, found these words strange.

Are they really that obedient?

However, my breathing did gradually become more even because of the other person's presence, and the reliable sense of security helped me recover from all the fatigue of the day.

until
"what are you doing?"

She suddenly opened her blurry eyes, the heat on her chest not belonging to her.

The boy, who had slightly raised his head, opened his eyes.

"You sleep on your own."

I'm busy with my own things.

"asshole!"

She reached out to grab the boy's hands, but soon, Tsukino Gen grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the headboard.

Caught off guard, she opened her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her. Even in the darkness, she could clearly see the boy's smiling eyes.

"I'm usually very good at self-control, but for some reason, I just can't seem to control myself today."

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(End of this chapter)