My love index is at its maximum.

"Is this a French book?"

"That's right."

"No wonder I couldn't understand it."

"You realize you're ignorant?"

"We'll start learning French this year!" Tsukasa Tazaki leaped from behind the sofa and jumped into it, immediately hugging the girl's slender body tightly.

Kuriyama Sakura tilted her head slightly, raised her hand, and gently tied her hair into a ponytail behind her head.

The neck, which had been hidden by long black hair, was suddenly revealed, with fine downy hairs sparsely scattered on the fair and delicate skin.

“I want a strawberry like this!” Tsukasa Tazaki said.

Kuriyama Sakura shrugged slightly, as if to say, "Go ahead."

Tsukasa Tazaki brought his lips closer, slowly pressed them against her skin, and gently inhaled.

Instantly, a vivid strawberry mark appeared on the girl's neck, like a distinct imprint.

"What are you going to give me?" Kuriyama Sakura asked.

"Hmm, I'll give it to you later," Tsukasa Tazaki said softly, holding her waist. "How about you lean against me and whisper something to me?"

"If the goods don't satisfy the Minister, she won't let it go easily!"

As she spoke, Kuriyama Sakura lifted her legs onto the other side of the sofa, stretched out from head to toe, and lay her upper body in Tazaki Tsukasa's arms.

This natural figure is something no painter could have imagined. Tazaki felt that she was like a slender sapling, placed on his body by someone.

Skin-to-skin contact brings a sense of comfort and pleasure.

Tazaki Tsukasa didn't want to say anything for a moment, but just kept smiling and explored her from head to toe with his hands.

"Hey, I have a question," Kuriyama Sakura said, trying to control her trembling as she looked at the bookmark tucked into the book on the table. "There are otters in France too, huh?"

Why do you ask that?

"The book mentions that otters in France are more cunning than those in other places."

"I think so."

"Are they still available now?"

“How would I know? I’ve never been to France,” Tazaki Tsukasa replied, then bent down so that her upper body was completely pressed against his.

The minister's physique is quite peculiar, resembling both a child and an adult.

Her entire body was covered in fair and tender skin, as if she had been coated with a layer of jelly from head to toe, and the coating was applied very evenly, as smooth and lustrous as the skin of a dolphin.

Her slender neck, arms, thighs, and waist were all so thin that they were pleasing to the eye. At first glance, they might seem a bit malnourished, but thankfully, after taking the blood-nourishing medicine, they finally felt a bit fuller to the touch.

In contrast, her breasts are indeed not large, but they are well-shaped. Her buttocks, on the other hand, are surprisingly good, firm and rounded.

“Hey, Minister…”

"what?"

"You should say something so you can cooperate with me."

"say what?"

“For example, ‘Master, please take care of me,’ or ‘Welcome, where would you like to start eating?’”

“I am the eldest daughter of the Kuriyama family,” Kuriyama Sakura said with a lighthearted laugh, stroking his short hair. “To have the eldest daughter of the Kuriyama family, who has been the apple of everyone’s eye since childhood, serve you? Don’t dream about it, you pervert.”

“Don’t blame me,” Tsukasa Tazaki said happily. “I can only say that the minister’s catgirl maid appearance is just too unforgettable.”

"Do you like Kuriyama Cat Girl?"

“Of course I like her, and one thing I must emphasize is,” Tsukasa Tazaki said, holding her slender waist and looking into her dark, bright eyes, “that in terms of looks, Kuriyama Neko-chan is the best in the world!”

"hey-hey."

Kuriyama Sakura smirked smugly, grabbed Tazaki Tsukasa's collar with both hands, and pressed her forehead against his chest.

"I'll let you see it, but I won't give it to you," she said with a sneer, "I'll make you drool, you scumbag."

“It’s alright,” Tazaki Tsukasa said, inhaling the scent of her hair. “I’ve already mastered the skill of ‘insubordination’.”

A quiet drizzle was still falling outside, raindrops dripping down the eaves and splashing up a thin layer of puddles.

A sharp bird call drifted from the half-open window, a clear, long-unheard chirp, like a new bird in the new season. Tazaki Tsukasa gently placed his hands on her cheeks, gazing blankly into her eyes, remaining in that position for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Kuriyama Sakura asked curiously.

"I've thought of a question."

"Tell me, and the Minister will answer your question."

"After we leave here, will Minister still be so gentle and adorable?"

“Hmm, that’s a question worth exploring in depth,” Kuriyama Sakura said, opening her arms and smiling sweetly at him. “Hold me tighter, and I’ll tell you slowly.”

The two looked at each other and reached out to embrace one another.

Tazaki Tsukasa stroked her slender back with one hand and pressed her waist with the other, holding her tightly in his arms.

He wanted to use everything he had to protect her forever, despite her frail body.

The light, fresh scent of the shampoo blended with the natural fragrance of her soft body, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Tsukasa Tazaki gently brushed her hair aside with his fingers and kissed her ear. Her slightly trembling earlobe seemed like a tiny, miniature world.

Her ears itched, and Kuriyama Sakura couldn't help but tilt her neck back slightly.

She looked quite adorable, like a fledgling bird. Tsukasa Tazaki lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, and the girl's tightly closed lips slowly opened a crack.

Kuriyama Sakura held her breath.

Despite having done it many times, each time she started, her movements seemed clumsy like a beginner. She would always be at a loss for a while before responding hesitantly, as if she couldn't wait any longer.

They kissed for a very long time.

Kuriyama Sakura remained in a tilted-head-up, chin-raised position, unable to escape.

I feel like I'm about to run out of oxygen...

She arched her back, trying to turn her head around, but Tsukasa Tazaki held her head firmly from behind, preventing her from escaping. Slowly, she began to struggle, her face flushed red, looking quite disheveled.

The prank is over.

Tsukasa Tazaki pulled back and whispered beside her, "Today's insubordination has been accomplished. What are your thoughts, Minister?"

Kuriyama Sakura looked at him coldly.

They glared at each other for a while, then she let out a soft sigh and silently turned her face away.

The girl's features, from her ears to her cheeks, were incredibly cute. Tsukasa Tazaki brushed aside her disheveled hair and said, "So pretty."

"I'm angry!" Kuriyama Sakura showed a slightly displeased expression.

She tried to get up, but was held by a boy who was at least ten centimeters taller than her, making it difficult for her to break free from his embrace.

Let's hug then...

Kuriyama Sakura thought helplessly, since the room was so quiet and there wasn't a sound around, everyone except Tsukasa Tazaki must have gone somewhere to celebrate the weekend.

Tazaki Tsukasa held her hands in his hands and examined them closely. Her nails were meticulously manicured, and her fingertips were beautifully oval-shaped.

"Hey, back to that question," he asked, "Will you still be this docile and obedient after you go out?"

Kuriyama Sakura then gave up on her plan to sulk and turned around to face him directly: "What are you thinking, Tazaki-kun? Once we get out of here, I definitely won't let you act so recklessly!"

"Hmm, if I won't act recklessly towards you, then can you act recklessly towards me?"

"Do you really have masochistic tendencies?"

"...If you have a sadistic streak, I wouldn't mind training you to be one."

Kuriyama Sakura silently observed him for a moment, a faint smile always on her face. After a while, she said in a comforting tone, "Okay, okay, I understand what you're thinking. Don't worry, I love you, and the feelings I have for you are irreplaceable by anything else."

“You don’t need to emphasize that, I can see it.” Tsukasa Tazaki hugged her and let her snuggle against him. “I’m just a little curious, is your current state a temporary replacement, or will it become the norm in the future?”

“It’s hard to say.” Kuriyama Sakura rested her head on his shoulder and breathed comfortably. “It mainly depends on whether Tazaki-san has enough ability to tame this eccentric and stubborn problem girl like me.”

"tame?"

"That's a pretty good word, isn't it?"

"Not bad, just like your body."

"Ok?"

"It has its touching moments, but also its moments where words fail to express its meaning."

"Fine, you're saying I have small breasts again!" Kuriyama Sakura let out a cold laugh and couldn't help but reach out to grab his neck.

Tazaki Tsukasa rolled over onto the sofa, his eyes scanning her up and down: "Take off your clothes!"

"Huh?" Kuriyama Sakura's face stiffened.

“Yes, put this on,” Tsukasa Tazaki pointed to the dress on the sofa. “Afterwards, I will give Minister Tazaki a gift, the best gift in the world.”

Kuriyama Sakura slightly bit her little tiger tooth, looking quite hesitant.

Rationally speaking, she knew that Tazaki Tsukasa had definitely dug himself into a hole again, and the best course of action was to simply ignore him. But emotionally, she was extremely curious about what Tazaki Tsukasa would give her; she figured it would be a surprise…

If you want something fun, you have to risk being taken advantage of; there's no other way.

After thinking for a long time, Kuriyama Sakura nodded hesitantly: "Wait a moment..."

To ensure a beautiful future, let's indulge him this once, just don't go too far...

As he picked up his clothes, preparing to go to the bathroom to change, Tsukasa Tazaki grabbed his wrist and whispered, "Right here, I'll help you."

“…Huh?” Kuriyama Sakura was completely dumbfounded.

"I'll go and draw the curtains."

Without giving her a chance to refute, Tsukasa Tazaki ran straight to the window and drew the thick curtains.

In the blink of an eye, the sanatorium shrouded in drizzle disappeared, but there was still some light in the room. He turned around and closed the fireplace door, plunging the room into darkness.

"It's dark now, please!"

When Tsukasa Tazaki turned around, he saw that Sakura Kuriyama had gotten off the sofa and was standing on the carpet.