European players, what's wrong with being a little unrestrained?

but--

But he ignored Aoyama Nanami.

In fact, it can't be considered as neglect, because what Aoyama Nanami showed him was always her strong and sunny, hardworking and kind side.

She is the kind of person who will never push her problems onto others.

this day.

When she returned home late at night, Miyamizu Rokuha saw a girl curled up on the sofa and sleeping, and the air was filled with a sense of sultry heat that was unique to summer.

This is a kind of stuffy heat that makes people irritable.

Miyamizu Rokuha was stunned for a moment.

He was not a boy with low emotional intelligence, so after confirming that the air conditioner was not damaged but was turned off manually, Miyamizu Rokuha reacted immediately.

Some people are eager to take advantage of others, but there are also people who will never forget the kindness they receive even if it means repaying them with a spring.

Which type does Nanami Aoyama belong to?

Miyamizu Rokuha didn't want to go into it any further. His mind was in a mess at the moment.

For the first time, he felt that he might have done something wrong. This feeling—

It's not pleasant.

But he knew better that the one who was suffering more was actually Aoyama Nanami.

This idiot!

Can't you just be honest and rely on others?

Miyamizu Rokuha felt uncomfortable, and at the same time, he was filled with anger. He wanted to make this girl cry more than ever before!

Yes, make her cry!

Don't give her time to think nonsense!

As long as this -

She won’t feel uncomfortable, right?

Miyamizu Rokuha sighed, covered his face with his hands, and was silent for a long time. Then he walked into the living room.

As they got closer, Miyamizu Rokuha noticed something strange that she hadn't been able to detect before.

Nanami Aoyama curled up, her cheeks and neck covered with glistening sweat, revealing a hint of temptation under the bright moonlight. However, Miyamizu Rokuha was not concerned about this, but the unusual blush on the girl's face.

Could it be——

Even in this situation, Miyamizu Rokuha couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, and her originally depressed mood instantly became mixed.

Nanami Aoyama!

How many times do you have to get sick before you are satisfied?

Miyamizu Rokuha squatted beside the sofa and reached out to touch Aoyama Nanami's forehead, but the touch did not feel very hot, but rather a bit cool.

"I don't know what to do anymore, Nanami."

"Tell me, what should I do so that you can choose to rely on me with peace of mind..."

"Can't a maid do that?"

Miyamizu Rokuha activated the Hand of God.

He watched Nanami Aoyama breathing slightly faster. Her snow-white, tender skin was covered with a layer of crystal-clear sweat, and her rosy lips opened and closed slightly with her breathing. She curled up on the sofa, her hands tightly clasped together. On the ground next to the sofa was a rag.

Did it fall from your hand?

So, why are these two-dimensional girls so pure!

You guys are like this...

It’s really irresponsible!

Finally, a weak moan broke the gloomy atmosphere.

then.

Nanami Aoyama's body began to twist unconsciously.

Miyamizu Rokuha didn't take back her hand from Aoyama Nanami's forehead, and just looked at the girl.

Under his gaze, Nanami Aoyama unconsciously revealed a side of her that was never seen in normal times. Her mixture of purity and temptation was enough to attract the attention of any man.

Needless to say, the side effects of the God's Hand are comparable to the best of the best. The first time Hayasaka Ai tried it, she couldn't stop.

Even though their relationship is no longer the same as before, what happened that day is still a dark history that Hayasaka Ai is too embarrassed to talk about.

Hayasaka Ai is like this.

Nanami Aoyama's performance was even worse.

Miyamizu Rokuha knew that he should stop, but there was a demon in his heart that prevented him from stopping at all——

Sudden.

Nanami Aoyama curled up her body tightly.

At this moment, she felt as if she was in the cold snow and ice, shivering in the cold wind.

But soon, the warm and comfortable sunlight shone down, causing its tightly curled body to slowly stretch out, and the trembling stopped.

"Well--"

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Nanami Aoyama slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that caught her eye was the figure of Miyamizu Rokuha.

"Owner--"

Aoyama Nanami shouted subconsciously, her face still confused and bewildered, and she had not yet woken up from her dream.

But soon, the girl's eyes widened and she sat up with a whoosh.

"Master, you, you're back?"

Nanami Aoyama asked a question even though she knew the answer, but it was just the girl's panic.

Normally, she would finish all the housework before Miyamizu Rokuha came back, so she wouldn't have to worry about what Miyamizu Rokuha said...

Because this is all she can do now.

If you can't even do these,

Then she couldn't stay here peacefully.

But today—

Nanami Aoyama didn't know what was wrong with her. She wanted to say something in panic, but after opening her mouth several times, nothing came out.

because--

She is afraid.

She knew she shouldn't let her mind wander, but she couldn't help it. Then she desperately repeated a lot of housework every day, wanting to do it well. As long as she thought about it like this -

But under Miyamizu Rokuha's gaze, Aoyama Nanami couldn't say anything.

He wants her best.

she knows.

But that's why she couldn't say it.

Nanami Aoyama clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, slowly lowered her head, and with a click, tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

But at this moment, Miyamizu Rokuha's earnest apology suddenly rang out.

"Eh--?"

Surprised, Aoyama Nanami looked up at him, her face covered with a mixture of tears and sweat.

Miyamizu Rokuha clasped his hands together, knelt on the ground, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, it's all because Nanami-chan is too cute, so I couldn't help myself for a moment..."

Some things cannot be said directly, because not only are they useless, but they will also make both parties uncomfortable.

So--

At this time, just change the topic and divert the other person's attention to other places.

In fact, because of this method, Nanami Aoyama might feel more at ease.

Because he——

But he is a criminal who takes advantage of others!

Chapter 137: The product of impulse/Hayasaka wants to be a cow in front of others?

"sorry!"

"I'm really sorry!"

"It's all because Nanami is so cute in her maid outfit!"

"sorry!"

He apologized so sincerely, but Aoyama Nanami opened her eyes wide and looked at him blankly.

"Wait, Master...what on earth are you talking about!"

"This one……"

Miyamizu Rokuha glanced at Nanami Aoyama's well-proportioned legs exposed under her short skirt, and then showed a very guilty attitude with very obvious, poor acting skills that Yukinoshita Yukino could see through at a glance.

"Um...I'm embarrassed to say it."

Miyamizu Rokuha turned her face away.

Nanami Aoyama blinked and her eyes subconsciously fell on her legs.

Because she had to work long hours, she wore black over-the-knee stockings on her legs.

But this is normal, right?

Aoyama Nanami was a little confused. She looked at Miyamizu Rokuha again, then looked at her own legs in stockings again. Suddenly, she realized something——

A blush instantly dyed the ears red.

and many more!

Could it be...

Nanami Aoyama's breathing became a little disordered, and her beautiful eyes widened a little. She looked at Miyamizu Ryouha in disbelief, who tilted her face and looked guilty.

She suddenly recalled Yukinoshita Yukino's promise a week ago.

[Don't look at him like that, this guy's safety level is surprisingly high...]

"that……"

Miyamizu Rokuha hesitated and stammered, "I just touched her calf. Yes, just her calf. I definitely, definitely didn't go any higher..."

Such poor acting.

But Qingshan Nanami couldn't tell the difference at all.

She was even feeling relieved - "If it was just her calf, it wouldn't be that bad."

Seeing that Miyamizu Rokuha looked extremely guilty, Aoyama Nanami was unable to say anything harsh.

Just the calf—

If it's him, then just consider it as - just consider it as repaying a favor, right?

Nanami Aoyama took a deep breath and decided to change the subject, because this topic was too embarrassing. Even if she could still remain calm now, she was just forcing herself to remain calm.

"Sorry...I shouldn't have slept on the sofa. I, I'll go back to my room first."

Nanami Aoyama blamed herself for the mistake. She bit her lips hard, then stood up and wanted to flee the living room immediately...

But when she moved, Aoyama Nanami suddenly felt a little cold. The uncomfortable feeling was as if she was wearing clothes that had just been washed but not dried yet.