Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

"Do you think the nobles in this academy will not ask for anything from their families?"

Stella was silent for a moment.

It was not because of anything else, it was just because what Kurogane Shuzuku said was right, she just hadn't thought of it before.

The Swordsman's special abilities are certainly not something that can be passed down through blood.

After all, the awakened abilities of each swordsman are different, but generally speaking, the qualifications of a swordsman can be passed down through bloodline.

Although the probability is not 100%, if both parents have higher aptitude as swordsmen, the children born will likely be taller.

Therefore, for many sword-cutting families, people like Haramura Makoto are the best paternal genes.

Some people may ask, what about Stella?

That's different. After all, Stella is a member of the royal family of Famiglia. Who can let the only royal child of Famiglia marry into their own family?

The only thing that Familion could accept was marrying into the wife's family.

Everyone is aware of this, so no one will mess with Stella.

Seeing Stella's expression, Kurogane Shizuku knew that she had been stimulated enough, so she began to narrate on her own.

"obviously."

"Although I have already transcended the concept of ethics, my brother is a secular person and will definitely have many concerns and misunderstandings about these things."

“So I need to make an alliance in this regard.”

Stopping her legs from shaking, Kurogane Jushizuku stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of Stella's eyes.

"We can help each other to a limited extent without forcing each other to do anything, okay?"

A look of wisdom flashed across Kurogane Jushizuku's eyes.

It is already very difficult for her to pursue her brother and get his consent. If his friends keep talking about siblings, it will only make him more impressed and resist her even more.

She was going to solve this problem right here and now.

"But, you, brother..."

Before she could even finish a complete sentence, the face of Haramura Makoto appeared in Stella's mind, and then she could only nod reluctantly.

"Um--"

Chapter 069 Night

Normally, she would absolutely reject such things that violate ethical and moral concepts.

But who could blame her for being completely exploited?

Stella, who was lying on the bed, sighed deeply and continued to toss and turn on her bed, unable to fall asleep at all.

"Sincerity..."

She whispered in a voice that only she could hear, calling out the name that made her feel itchy.

For Stella, who had never had contact with other men since childhood, this was the first and only man she wanted to get to know more deeply.

She wanted to continue looking at his face. Even though the boy would wake up in half an hour, she was completely unable to suppress the impulse in her heart.

At this time, the benefits of living in the same room are reflected.

Whenever you want to see me, you can see me anytime.

I climbed down the ladder very quietly, fearing to disturb the sleeping person.

Haramura Makoto continued to sleep.

He wasn't snoring, but from her current position, Stella could clearly hear Haramura Makoto's even breathing.

"Sincerity..."

Stella gently called Haramura Makoto's name again, with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

She wanted to talk to him, but seeing that Haramura Makoto was sleeping so soundly, she was reluctant to wake up the boy who had been in her heart.

"Forget it, go wash up first."

As if she was talking to herself, Stella moved her lips slightly and was about to retract her gaze.

But when she withdrew her gaze, her eyes stayed on one place.

That was Haramura Makoto's exposed chest.

Because the pajamas on the upper body were not completely fastened, the top two buttons of the clothes were both unbuttoned.

The broad chest, the delicate collarbone, and the slightly rolling Adam's apple, all of these appeared at the same time, making Stella unable to take her eyes away.

"Gudong-"

"It's just, it's just, just a touch, it shouldn't wake him up."

Stella swallowed her saliva, put all the previous thoughts behind her, controlled her hand and gently pressed it.

Then, he stroked it gently.

"Uh, uh..."

Stella felt her blood boiling, and she bit her lips forcefully to prevent herself from moaning in excitement.

At the same time, she could also feel the hardness and warmth of Haramura Makoto's chest.

“Plop, plop—”

My heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was jumping out of my throat, and my breathing was becoming more and more difficult.

(Want more, want to feel more.)

(I want to understand more about him through his body.)

The impulse of lust completely washed away Stella's rationality, completely washing away the little rationality she had left. To describe it in more specific terms, it was probably a loss of rationality?

She completely let go of her movements, but still moved gently, and tiptoed onto Haramura Makoto's bed.

Trying her best to control the distance between the bodies and the amplitude of the movements, even preventing the clothes from being scratched, Stella half-knelt and sat on Haramura Makoto.

The covers had been completely opened, and now what could be seen was not only the half-naked chest.

The clothes rolled up on the abdomen also revealed half of Haramura Makoto's well-trained and exquisite abdominal muscles.

Stella's movements became bolder and bolder.

One hand was placed on Haramura Makoto's bare chest, and the other hand was imprinted on his exposed abdominal muscles. The two white hands slowly moved along the gap between his pajamas and skin.

"This is a man's body. This is Cheng's body."

Maybe it was when Haramura Makoto defeated her for the first time?

Perhaps it was when Haramura Makoto trusted him so much?

Or maybe that’s why he can cook such delicious food?

She herself was not very clear about when this first man who was not a family member and had come into her life made her care so much about him.

But these are not very important. What matters is that she has made up her mind.

I am sure that I want to be with this man, want to be his lover, and want to enter the marriage hall with him.

(So, there is no problem with touching the body of my future lover.)

(Yes, no problem at all.)

Stella justifies her behavior through her own imagination.

"Ha ha……"

This completely unfamiliar experience made Stella extremely excited.

My head seemed to have a high fever, it became a mess and I felt dizzy.

Just like taking drugs, she felt like she couldn't stop at all.

"what……"

The soft fingertips slid across the angular gaps between the abdominal muscles.

Through the contact between skin and skin, she could clearly feel the effort that Haramura Makoto had put in to build this perfect body.

"Maybe, this is why he is so powerful."

"Even though he has such a high talent, he never stops improving himself."

It was very natural that they said this sentence without filtering it through their own language organization.

But after she said this, Stella's actions, which were full of ambiguity, suddenly stopped.

"So, that's how it is..."

At this moment, she finally understood why she cared so much about this man.

Admittedly, what I just said were all the reasons why she was curious about this man, or the points that made her interested, but what made her fall for him completely was that his situation was almost the same as hers.

Although Haramura Makoto had never told her, she knew very well what she would face with such a talent.

The originally surging desire was like the tide, rising quickly and receding just as quickly.

The completely lost sanity has also returned.

"Go wash your face and wake up."

Stella tiptoed away from Haramura Makoto, put on her own shoes, and went to the bathroom in a panic.

At this moment, the person who Stella had originally believed to be in a deep sleep also opened his eyes.

"As expected, dragons are naturally lustful. Has the dragon in my body affected me?"

Haramura Makoto, who had been pretending to be asleep, had a complicated look on his face.

In fact, he hadn't fallen asleep since last night and had been pretending to be asleep the whole time.

Speaking of which, there is a person tossing and turning on the upper bunk, and someone is touching your body. How low must one's vigilance have to be to fall asleep in such an environment.

Just now he was still thinking about how to stop this situation.

After all, the stimulation was too strong, especially for a virgin like him, it was an indescribable stimulation. He had already stood at attention, and if he continued like this, he might not be able to control himself and would directly transform into a moonlit werewolf and swallow this naughty little dragon into his stomach.

"But how should I respond to her?"

……

There is no doubt that Stella is definitely a good girl.

Even though they had only known each other for a few days, Haramura Makoto was still able to be so sure.

It is precisely because of this that he has always been troubled.

If Xiaoqi and I did not have a tacit understanding with each other in the first world, accepting Stella's love now might not be a bad thing.

But the problem is, there is already a Shokuhou Misaki waiting for me. Is it really okay for me to do this?

He also knew that the best approach at this time would be to directly and unintentionally express that he already had a girl he liked.

Stopping the loss in time would not cause Stella too much pain.

But he himself couldn't bear to do it.

Yes, he was very sure that he couldn't bear to do so.

Three full days had passed since that day. They spent every day together, doing morning exercises together, attending classes together, going home together after school to have dinner together, and sleeping together at night.

He had countless opportunities to speak and explain the matter.

But every time the words were on the tip of his tongue, he swallowed them back.

He was not willing to break up with the girl.

When this reaction occurred for the second time, he was certain that he had developed a slight affection for this girl.

"Bang bang bang-"

The magic bullet was shot out silently, and at the same time, the right hand swung the knife to draw a crescent moon in the space in front of him.

(Does this mean that I am actually a scumbag?)

A terrible thought suddenly emerged in Haramura Makoto's mind. He quickly shook his head, trying to get rid of this unreliable idea from his brain.