In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Yuan Qianye looked embarrassed. Although that was why he had come, he also wanted to salvage his dignity to some extent for his own desires.

"Saeko, I came to see you because I wanted to practice my swordsmanship..."

Saeko pressed her index finger against his lips, and as she drew the curtains in the dimly lit room, her expression became almost bewitching, adding to her allure.

The obi (sash) falls onto the tatami mat, revealing a voluptuous chest that is quite alluring.

The Book of Revelation does not deceive me.

"Yes, for Chiya, that is indeed an incredibly sharp sword that can defeat me, even make me beg for mercy. I surrender, please hurry up and punish Saeko..."

After tasting the wonderful flavor of forbidden fruit, excessive indulgence affected reality, causing the body to become sluggish, thus forcing a reduction in frequency and a longer period of restraint and endurance.

It wasn't just Chiya Minamoto who was itching to get back to work; Saeko Busujima felt the same way.

Because of Saeko's own personality, and because she was even more obsessed, the torment she had to endure was far more difficult than that of Minamoto Chiya.

Therefore, after a brief separation, she was eager to see him again as soon as they met, and even made extremely ambiguous flirtatious remarks that were out of character for her.

"Dad went out to meet a friend this morning, he'll be back around six o'clock in the evening..."

Saeko curled up in Chiya's arms, her little hands wandering back and forth, actively seeking a kiss. Now that things had progressed to this point, Chiya naturally could no longer hold back.

but……

"Saeko, wait a minute, it's very hot today, I'm sweating, I'm going to take a shower first..."

"It's alright, this is fine... I'll help Chiya... um... clean it up..."

"!"

The next moment, Yuan Qianye's body tensed up suddenly, then relaxed instantly, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Today, Da Long from Poison Island spent a lot of time visiting friends, and by the time he got home, it was already past 7 p.m.

"Father, you're back."

"Yeah, I'm back. Kawaguchi was really enthusiastic; we ended up chatting for a while without realizing it... Hey, Saeko, are you only just starting to cook?"

"I lost track of time while practicing my sword today."

"I see, that's perfect, we can have dinner together... Is it just my imagination, your voice sounds a bit hoarse."

"I bought some spicy rice crackers at home. I was a little hungry just now, and I ate one but accidentally choked on it."

"Haha, this is quite rare for you. I'm going to take a shower now."

"it is good."

After her father left, Saeko could no longer maintain her nonchalant demeanor.

Qianye's swordsmanship has improved, his attacks are fierce, and his physique has become even more domineering after a long period of inactivity and practice.

Sweating is inevitable during exercise, and we used up all the tissues in the room in no time.

Sweat poured down like water, flowing from the skin onto the tatami mats, leaving large wet patches on the otherwise dry floor.

That's a little too much.

"Chiya defeated me more than ten times in a row this time... while I... only defeated him three times... what an embarrassing score..."

Saeko leaned against the stove, rubbing and massaging her shoulders.

Chiya's skill in swordsmanship seemed to have reached its peak. Throughout the match, he completely dominated her, giving her no chance to breathe.

"Chiya is getting stronger and stronger... I used to feel like I could barely hold my own against him for a few moves, but now I can only let him attack unilaterally, and I'm powerless to resist. I fall down easily. Chiya must still be completely unsatisfied..."

Saeko raised her hand slightly, opened it, and then slowly closed it again. Such a simple action brought her a very clear soreness.

Perhaps because the two hadn't practiced kendo together for a long time, Chiya seemed unusually energetic today, though I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination.

His enthusiasm and desire to win seemed to have inexplicably increased.

Qianye is like that now. If he continues to grow and becomes a real man after graduating from high school, how high will his swordsmanship reach?

As she thought about it, Saeko wore a shy yet expectant smile.

But the smile didn't last long; she soon sighed softly.

She recalled that more than an hour ago, Chiya could clearly continue practicing, but because she was worried about her own weakness, she was afraid that continuing would cause the same situation as before, which would affect her physical condition.

So he forced himself to endure it, gently comforted her, and told her it was okay, that it was over for today, and there would be other opportunities in the future.

The thought that she was the only one who got her satisfaction, while Chiya could only get a taste and had to continue to endure, made Saeko feel uncontrollably disappointed.

Once again, I failed to get Chiya to use his full strength, and I failed to let him have his fill...

She's no longer a suitable girlfriend...

After thinking about it for a moment, Saeko felt that she could finally make up her mind.

She picked up her phone, adjusted her sore facial skin, and made a video call with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

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Chapter 178: Already Become His Shape

"Rikka, don't you think... Chiya seems to be in a really good mood since he came back? He's always smiling, like he's won the lottery."

"Hmm... I guess this is what they mean by finding satisfaction in work."

"Hmm... Is Chiya usually like this?"

"Eri, this is the second time you've asked me this question today. What's wrong? Are you that concerned about my older brother?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point!"

"Hmph, small breasts, but a big temper..."

"Ah!"

"Ah, wait, Eriri, what are you doing..."

"...Splash, splash!"

"Ha... Ahahaha... I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Around 8 p.m., the sound of two girls playing around came from the Yuan family's bathroom, accompanied by the constant splashing of water.

In the living room, Yuan Qianye pretended to be watching TV, but was actually observing Shihua wiping the dishes in the kitchen.

From his perspective, the other party had absolutely no flaws.

Despite having done something so outrageous just this afternoon, he is now able to calm himself down and act as if nothing happened. Putting aside other aspects, his composure is truly commendable.

But for him personally, it wasn't a good thing at all...

Eriri and Rikka are taking a bath right now, and Junko's mom is taking Chiyo to visit the neighbors. There's no one else in the living room, so it's a good opportunity.

Yuan Qianye got up, walked towards the kitchen, and picked up an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter.

Then, quite naturally, he moved behind Toka, pressed his entire body against her, looked up, and reached out to open the cabinet above.

"Sorry, I'm taking the paring knife down."

Shihua was pressed between the stove and the stove by him. Her upper body was pressed forward because of his pressure, while her lower body naturally protruded backward.

She pursed her lips tightly; she hated her subconscious reaction.

After a while, her body gradually became more and more responsive when he got close...

"Couldn't you have just said so? I could have let you have your way."

"That's too much trouble. Look, this is much better."

Yuan Qianye closed the cupboard door, waved the paring knife at Toka, and then slowly walked away from behind her.

Shihua took a deep breath and told herself to calm down. She knew that this guy was doing it on purpose, so there was no need to care so much anymore.

But isn't he going too far? Putting aside Mom and Rikka, Eriri is also here as a guest today.

Is he really not worried at all about being seen by others, or does he really think that even if he is seen, he can explain it away by being sworn siblings?

While Toka was washing the dishes, lost in thought, Gen Chiya had already peeled the apple.

He cut off a small piece with the tip of his knife and held it to Shihua's lips.

Shihua stepped aside and said, "I don't want to eat."

Yuan Qianye insisted on handing it over again.

Shihua glanced at him helplessly, but still couldn't open her little mouth to take it.

Yuan Qianye smiled with satisfaction: "Dinner was delicious tonight, Toka, your cooking skills have improved."

"I hope this makes you happy. Don't stay in the kitchen, why don't you sit on the sofa and relax?"

Yuan Qianye shook his head and suddenly said, "Jihua, I have an idea."

Toka paused noticeably as she wiped the plates, and her voice sounded weak as she replied, "...What are your thoughts?"

“Our family didn’t have the financial means before, but things are different now. I think we could hire a housekeeper to help with the housework.”

Oh, so you just wanted to hire a housekeeper...

"There's no need for that. I can do the housework myself, and my mother doesn't seem too comfortable leaving Chiyo in the care of strangers."

"Is that so..." Gen Chiya held an apple in one hand, and with the other hand, he reached out and grasped Toka's wrist.

Shihua was startled again, but he maintained a self-assured demeanor, his eyes clear and devoid of any malice: "It is said that a girl's hands become rougher from housework. Shihua's hands are very beautiful, and I don't want that to happen."

"I'm not that delicate, and besides, I usually make sure to use hand cream and things like that..."

Holding it so tightly...

We must never let our guard down around this guy.

However, considering that he was sleeping on the sofa in the afternoon, it seems to be normal.

Yuan Qianye didn't go too far; he found a reason to just take a small bite and then stopped. The next moment, he let go of her hand and started a new topic.

"A lot of royalties have been paid out recently, haven't they?"

"Ah."