Practical teaching, all I want is your reward.

Suzuki Toru gently hugged the girl in front of him again, stroked her little head, and whispered, "I really like being with Honami. It feels very comfortable. Maybe it feels the same way in their eyes. The reason I trust you and am willing to open my heart to you is because I feel good when I'm with you. I also like myself when I'm with you."

As Ichinose Honami listened, she turned and hugged him, as if murmuring to herself, "Actually, I quite like being with you, even if it's something lewd and bad. In fact, I'm not used to it if it's not like this..."

"Really?" Suzuki Toru sniffed. "Homami, are you making miso soup?"

"Hmm, doesn't Tetsuya like it?" Ichinose Honami asked, puzzled.

"The pressure cooker is about to fail." Suzuki Toru calmly looked at the kitchen, where the billowing steam resembled a volcanic eruption.

"Wow!!"

As the girl cried out in distress, Suzuki Toru watched her frantic movements with amusement. However, she seemed quite experienced, as she quickly got the pressure cooker working and then prepared to make tempura.

Looking at the girl wearing an apron, her pert buttocks slightly pushed up the hem of her skirt, her smooth and delicate thighs were pressed together, and her slender calves were wrapped in black mid-calf socks. Not much skin was exposed, and it could even be said that under the cover of the apron, she looked more down-to-earth and lost some of her youthful liveliness.

However, its appearance is quite evocative, like a spring flower quietly blooming in the rain, its branches swaying and trembling gently in the rain, while its fragrance slowly drifts to people, so delicate that one can't help but pick it immediately.

Suzuki Toru hugged her from behind again and whispered in her ear, "I forgot to mention earlier, Honami looks adorable in an apron."

Honami Ichinose's face instantly turned red, her shoulders trembled slightly, and even her ears seemed to turn red, but she forced herself to calm down.

Even if you tell me I'm cute, I won't do anything bad with you now.

"I don't think about doing bad things every day."

"Gulp... Please, please don't force me to say those things... Your... your lower part... isn't it pressing against me right now?"

"..."

Suzuki Toru was slightly embarrassed. Since the girl was busy cooking, she would inevitably move around a bit, and her pert buttocks would naturally rub against certain places. Moreover, because of Karuizawa Megumi, he slowly aroused his desire.

"I'm so sorry, I just wanted to hug you."

"That would be best." Ichinose Honami blushed and hummed twice to express her dissatisfaction. "However, after all, Toru is a boy and a pervert, so I can understand what Toru wants to do now."

"Does this mean I can do something?" Suzuki Toru ignored her form of address and suddenly became interested.

"No!" Honami Ichinose's fair face grew increasingly red. Even if she could, she would never say it. "Go take a shower right now, you stink!"

"I want to take a bath with you," Suzuki Toru said frankly.

"Impossible!" Honami Ichinose's attitude was firm. She had only come to help Toru Suzuki cook and thank him. She hadn't offered herself up.

"Can't you at least give me a back rub?" Suzuki Tetsuya persisted. "I won't do anything to you, you should know that very well."

As expected, Honami Ichinose began to hesitate.

"You help me dry off, and I'll help you dry off too. We're all wearing towels, so we can't see anything." Suzuki Tetsu was completely lying. His room was a single room, so how could there be towels for two people?

Honami Ichinose bit her lip. If it was for helping to scrub his back, she would certainly want to reward Toru Suzuki in the same way. Correction doesn't come without some reward.

However, before rewarding him, he should be made aware that such a reward is hard-won.

"It's possible, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What conditions?"

"No matter what I ask you, you must answer my questions very, very honestly."

"...How about we change the terms?"

Suzuki Toru had a premonition that this kind of question was likely to be a fatal blow, and no matter how he answered, she would not be completely satisfied, but would instead press him further.

Or perhaps, he is finally facing his death today.

"No." Honami Ichinose flatly rejected his request. "Either you answer the question and I'll help you scrub your back, or you go take a bath yourself."

It seemed that not refusing was out of the question, so Suzuki Toru had no choice but to agree to her conditions.

"Listen carefully, I will only ask you once. You can only tell the truth, not lie."

"I promise I won't lie."

Honami Ichinose still trusted Suzuki Toru's promise.

However, she hesitated for a moment, then slowly and softly asked, "Is your affection for me the same as your affection for other girls?"

Suzuki Toru took a deep breath, feeling his scalp tingling. What kind of terrifying question was this?

Chapter 364 Liking is a feeling

When faced with this kind of question, the correct answer should be negative. The first thing to do is to express that no one can compare to her uniqueness, and that your liking for her cannot be the same as for anyone else.

However, sensing the girl in his arms was somewhat silent, Suzuki Toru hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "If it were the same, I wouldn't have given the ring to Honami before. If it weren't, I wouldn't have come here to be with you."

It seemed to be an affirmation of his feelings for Ichinose Honami, but Ichinose Honami understood it.

He wouldn't let himself off the hook, nor would he let others off the hook because of himself. If he really did that, the two of them would never be together now, because the original opportunity would no longer exist.

"Like scum." Honami Ichinose's voice sounded like a sigh, it was hard to tell whether she was sad or upset, perhaps she had expected this answer.

"So, Fanbo, may I ask this scumbag a question?"

"No."

What if he now thinks he really likes you?

"...It's probably a liking based on desire."

Honami Ichinose kept a straight face. She could feel that Toru Suzuki was not behaving himself at all while holding her. As long as she moved slightly, a certain part of her body would react accordingly. Although she was not deliberately provoking him, this feeling was too shameful. It was as if she had become a shameless woman.

For a naive young girl, this experience was terrible. She had only kindly cooked him a meal, but he was up to no good and had just been calling her "Mom."

"Do I have to pretend to like you?" Suzuki Tetsu said matter-of-factly. "You can't hide liking someone. Do you have to give a reason if you like their soul or their appearance?"

Honami Ichinose wanted to cover her face. This guy's skin was too thick. Who would bully a girl and say such things at the same time?

"Fanbo, liking you has never been a reason, but a feeling. I feel comfortable with you and want to continue being with you. It is this feeling that allows me to say I like you. I would never have been so honest before."

"I-I understand!" Ichinose Honami said softly, her head bowed. "In short, please let me go. I'm so embarrassed by this."

"No problem, shall we go take a shower together now?" Suzuki Tetsu hadn't forgotten the topic from earlier.

"You go in first, I'll come over as soon as I finish cooking." Ichinose Honami felt relieved that he had let go of her, but then felt ashamed of her behavior. She had actually gotten used to this kind of thing and didn't feel any disgust at all.

But is there really no other way?

The girl concealed her expression, not letting him see it, and continued preparing the sumptuous dinner for the evening.

Seeing that she was still busy, Suzuki Tetsu returned to the living room, picked up his phone and sent a few messages, telling Karuizawa Megumi that she didn't need to come to tutoring that night. He also checked the messages from Kiriyama Ikuha and the others.

Oh right, I almost forgot about Kikyo Kushida. If she dares to check up on me again under the guise of making a phone call, I'll have to teach her a lesson next time.

After finishing these tasks, Suzuki Toru deliberately didn't bring any change of clothes. He changed out of his clothes in the bathroom, wrapped a towel around his waist, and then went into the bathroom.

The bathroom features a classic neon style, and even in a small space, a bathtub is a must.

However, it would be difficult for two people to squeeze into this small bathtub. Suzuki Toru doesn't usually use it, but Karuizawa Megumi has taken a bath here recently.

It feels pretty good now. I'll put some hot water in it and look forward to it.

After waiting for a while, Ichinose Honami's voice came from outside.

"Che, am I coming in now?"

Suzuki Toru sat upright. Although this wasn't his first time experiencing something like this, it was his first time with her, so he couldn't help feeling nervous.

"come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Suzuki Toru froze.

The girl carefully pushed open the bathroom door. The apron that had been tied around her waist had been taken off, revealing two fair and smooth legs. Even the stockings were gone, and her bare little feet were stepping on the slightly damp floor. When she came in, the girl's face turned completely red, but she forced herself to remain calm and slowly walked to Suzuki Toru's side.

This alone was not enough to silence Suzuki Toru, because she was now wearing perfectly intact clothes, except for her stockings.

"Did you not find the bath towel?" Suzuki Toru asked, somewhat unwilling to give up.

Seeing his expression, Honami Ichinose knew she had guessed correctly and couldn't help but chuckle, blinking, "Did Tetsu's room have extra bath towels?"

Suzuki Toru suddenly realized he had made a bad move. His room shouldn't have more than one bath towel. Who would keep extra bath towels in their room?

“There are spare towels, but they probably aren’t completely dry yet,” Suzuki Tetsu calmly explained, while changing the subject, “You’re wearing clothes, which will easily get wet. Why don’t you take them off?”

"It's not like I'm the one taking a bath. I just came over to help you wipe your back. I didn't agree to take a bath with you." Ichinose Honami revealed an extremely wicked smile as if she had successfully retaliated. She had already seen the bathtub full of hot water, and this guy was definitely up to no good.

"I can just not watch it, and didn't we just agree on this?" Suzuki Tetsu made a last-ditch effort. "Actually, I also wanted to help Honami scrub her back."

"I didn't hear you." Ichinose Honami said with a straight face, pressing down on his shoulder to make him turn around. This guy had a good physique, with clearly visible muscle lines in his shoulders and abdomen, and a strong outline vaguely showing on his back. The muscles weren't particularly exaggerated, but rather had a slightly lean feel, which wouldn't scare girls; on the contrary, it would excite them.

Just a touch of her fingertips sent a jolt through the girl's heart, making her heart pound like a drum. She immediately recoiled, feeling her whole body burning up. She had just been thinking about something really naughty.

"Don't turn around, don't peek, don't speak, don't move around..."

Hearing one prohibition after another, Suzuki Toru's lips twitched slightly. How could there be so many prohibitions in this world?

"Yes, ma'am. I won't do anything."

"I'll trust you for now."

Honami Ichinose picked up the showerhead next to him, tested the water temperature, and, finding it was fine, squatted down behind him. The warm water instantly soaked his back.

Immediately afterwards, her slender, smooth hands touched his back, as if caressing the lines of his muscles and spine. The gentle movements of her fingertips made him feel ticklish and comfortable.

Once the water flowed away, Suzuki Toru could feel her taking a towel and wiping his back. Her hand brushed across his shoulders, moved down to his waist, hesitated for a moment, and finally returned to his ribs under his arm.

Although Honami Ichinose tried her best to avoid intimate contact, her full breasts would occasionally brush against his back, like a dragonfly skimming the water, suddenly passing by, making his nerves even more tense.

"Can I wipe the front?"

For a split second, Honami Ichinose paused in her movements.

"Didn't we agree that I would only scrub your back?"

"What does it matter? I want to see Honami's face."

"shameless."

Considering that she was wearing a uniform, Honami Ichinose hesitated for a moment, but still agreed to his request.

However, the girl underestimated the risks in the bathroom.