I really don't want to be reborn.

Kousaka Kyosuke let her search through the documents as she pleased, while he continued with his previous work. After finishing reading the documents, he still needed to talk to Pudding about the mobile phone novel.

He had to be a good boyfriend to her and also do his job perfectly—he was a little busy, but he told himself that it was just a matter of paying a little more for transportation, so it didn't matter.

However, he didn't care, but some people did.

Kasumigaoka Utaha probably hadn't gotten anything, so she simply hugged his neck and leaned on his back, her tone a little unhappy: "Do you have to keep making yourself so tired? The month before last, you were so lazy that I even had to feed you."

"..."

She never thought of herself as an ordinary girl. She never thought she would become so clingy after falling in love, nor did she think she would become his appendage.

Even if this man occupies the most important place in her heart, he can never fill every corner of her heart.

They are Aquarius and Lion, and cannot tame each other.

But now, she suddenly realized that she really wasn't much different from those ridiculous heroines in romance novels.

I want to be pampered, I want to be filled, I want to be loved.

Her black hair cascaded down, and she breathed softly, the warmth in her heart only able to dissipate a little through her breath.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed: "Can't you spend more time with me? I'm not having any inspiration right now, and there's nothing fun for me to do here by myself."

Kyosuke reluctantly put down his pen, turned around and hugged her again, the swivel chair beneath him groaning uncomfortably.

"Little Poem, what do you want to play?"

He touched her hair, subconsciously making a subtle comparison with Shino's hair texture, a comparison that indicated both felt good to the touch: "How could I not be with you? You're sitting right next to me, and I'm perfectly content just having you sitting here like this."

How could a normal man be content with just this?

My girlfriend is certain this guy wasn't lying.

But the more this happened, the happier she became, because she was not satisfied.

Her heart was satisfied, but her body wasn't—this contrast made Kasumigaoka Utaha seem like an animal dominated by her lower body.

With such a comparison, she felt somewhat ashamed, and this shame inevitably turned into anger and resentment. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and a cold light began to appear in the beautiful ruby ​​red of her eyes.

"Um, Xiaoshi, how are you feeling?"

"I can't feel it at all!"

She buried her head in the crook of his neck and rubbed against him: "When you're serious, it feels like you become a different person, and that feeling is not good."

"But you used to say I looked handsome like that."

Before they were officially in a relationship, she thought this kind of guy was very handsome; after all, serious men are indeed very handsome.

However, after falling in love, the senses are on a completely different level. Of course, she wants him to look at her and gaze at her all the time, even if it's just physical attraction.

but……

Kousaka Kyosuke didn’t.

Whether you say he has strong self-control or is sexually apathetic, as long as he focuses, whether he's writing or reading, it's as if he's entered another world.

This was her first love.

From an outsider's perspective, it's a perfect relationship; they are the most compatible and suitable couple, and no one would question that, not even his awkward and eccentric sister.

But she was still uneasy, very uneasy, especially by the polite detachment that Kousaka Kyosuke occasionally displayed after arguing with the world and then making peace with it.

Every time she saw that look in her eyes, her heart ached, even more than the pain of her first time.

"The past is the past!"

After she finished arguing, seeing the boundless tolerance and love on Kyosuke's face, her sadness slowly subsided, and joy began to bubble up.

Glug glug!

"What's different now, my little poetry darling?"

"Hmm, this nickname is pretty good. It's a nickname among nicknames. I like it very much."

He pinched her nose: "You didn't say anything sarcastic to me. It seems you really have something on your mind. Tell me about it."

...Does he see his true form as having a sharp tongue?

That's clearly not true!

My true form is clearly black stockings...

"What are you thinking about? Look at that furrowed brow. What's wrong? You've suddenly become so soft today. How come Kasumigaoka Utaha, who used to insist on the woman-on-top position, is suddenly so obedient today?"

She pouted in dissatisfaction.

If you're a little gentler with him, he doesn't appreciate it at all. Instead, he makes fun of you and even pinches his own nose.

"Kousaka Kyosuke, it seems you still don't understand what it means to have not a single drop left!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha tore off the soft, obedient mask and started playing around with him. The two of them wrestled and fell off the chair onto the bed.

She rolled over and pinned her boyfriend beneath her, bringing her mouth close to his ear and whispering a few words, almost like a breath, tickling him: "I want..."

What is she thinking?

The world is a giant claw machine, and she's separated by glass, wanting only him.

"Hmm, what did you say?"

"I want to do..."

Kyosuke Kosaka smiled merrily. He found Xiaoshi's shy yet determined expression amusing every time he saw it, and deliberately wanted to tease her: "Darling, what do you want to do?"

"Boyfriend, teasing girls will get you all your body hair plucked."

"I have relatively little body hair—so what exactly are you planning to do?"

Kasumigaoka bit her lip, her jade-like face tinged with rouge, her eyes brimming with allure. She leaned down and gently nibbled and licked his ear, mumbling indistinctly, "...love."

Oh, you're being quite bold today.

He knew that girls in love could be very bold once they became obsessed, and it was normal for them to want to take the initiative, but she would usually express her desires very subtly.

He would either use lines from famous works to make allusions or use various euphemistic rhetoric—at the time, he even joked that if you didn't have a certain level of literary knowledge, you probably wouldn't even understand the hints for sex if you were dating this guy.

“I thought you would at least use euphemisms like ‘I want to sleep’ or ‘I want to eat a banana’ to express your feelings.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha expressed her disdain for such euphemisms.

Yes, she used literary techniques to send signals of love not to be subtle, but simply to create a more evocative atmosphere and make herself feel more comfortable.

If Kirino Kousaka was following her own desires, then Utaha Kasumigaoka was acknowledging her own desires—there was nothing shameful about it, and there was absolutely no need to feel it was vulgar.

She was unwilling to touch bodies she disliked, unwilling to respond to poems she felt nothing for, and unwilling to embrace souls that could not move her.

But once she becomes willing, she rarely hides it anymore.

"No way, listen, I'm not a virgin anymore."

"Let's be a little more reserved."

Kasumigaoka Utaha used her teeth to unbutton his clothes, then suddenly revealed a mischievous grin: "Tell me, is it too late for me to stop now?"

Did you try to arouse his interest and then run away?

"It's too late. You're the one who got burned by playing with fire."

"Humph."

With a smug smile, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly became docile again, shrinking back and gently kissing her all the way: "What about socks?"

"Leave a way out for others."

"Then could you please stop moving around?"

Kousaka Kyosuke stopped teasing her and went straight to the point. He held the girl in his arms and slowly relaxed every nerve in her body that was starting to tense up. He leaned down and whispered something in her ear.

"I'll tell you a secret."

"Hmm...what?"

"I'm sure Mom's eavesdropping outside the door right now..."

Hey, this guy's tense, he's opened up!

"Let me tell you something else. I didn't lock the door after I came in, so Mom could come in at any time."

Kasumigaoka Utaha glared at him fiercely for a while, then gritted her teeth in shame and anger: "You, are, so, bad!"

"You're too tight..."

After what seemed like an eternity, she snapped out of her nervousness, gently rubbed against him, her brows unfurrowing, and suddenly whispered something in his ear.

Kyosuke Kosaka's slightly tipsy expression froze for a moment, then he looked at him with a wry smile: "You really want to play like this?"

She frowned, feeling the space inside her body expand a little: "Hey, you're already excited, so why are you asking?"

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Unresolved Feelings, Unable to Sever Emotions

This is incredible!

Shock!

Men are speechless, women are in tears!

Jia Nai's mother placed breakfast on the table with a strange look in her eyes.

Daisuke looked at his wife strangely until she placed his rice bowl where Kirino was, then he couldn't help but snort coldly: "When are you going to stop daydreaming?"

"Ah... wait, Kyosuke hasn't come down yet?"

"What happened to Kyosuke? You've been acting strange these past few days."

Jia Nai's mother chuckled a few times, like birdsong returning to the forest at dusk, whispered a few words in her husband's ear, and then let out a few satisfied laughs.

"I wonder when I'll be able to become a grandmother."

"That bastard actually did this kind of thing at home, oh well..."

Daisuke didn't know whether to be angry or amused. His son always called himself a "premarital virginity advocate" in front of him and said he wanted to set a good example for Kirino—now it all seemed like nonsense.

However, it's a good thing that Kyosuke and his girlfriend can get along so well...