Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Makoto Haramura also took advantage of the situation and grabbed Stella's thighs, lifting her up on his back, and instantly felt the soft and heavy touch.

“Don’t we need to pick mushrooms anymore?”

"That's enough for just the two of us."

Haramura Makoto's answer also became a little absent-minded.

There was no way. It was really the soft touch on his back and the fragrance that kept coming into his nose from behind that made it impossible for him to calm down.

"Oh, I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder what chicken stewed with mushrooms tastes like."

Stella was still curiously moving around behind Haramura Makoto, looking here and there.

"Come to think of it, chicken stewed with mushrooms is also a dish from ZG."

"Makoto, you seem to be very good at ZG cuisine."

He forced himself to endure the restlessness deep in his heart and tried his best to walk steadily so as not to let Stella feel the bumps.

"Yes."

“I personally prefer the taste over there.”

He quickly quickened his pace, as Haramura Makoto really wanted to get back to the camp as soon as possible.

It seemed like before, it was fine if they just looked at each other, and occasional brief contact was also acceptable, but this was the first time they had been touching and rubbing each other for such a long time, and he was almost unable to suppress the wild power in his body.

"As expected, Makoto is really amazing."

"You can make such delicious dishes just by imagining them. Your recent progress in supernatural powers and swordsmanship is also terrifying."

Stella stopped moving and lay obediently on Haramura Makoto's back, resting her chin on Haramura Makoto's shoulder and breathing sweetly towards Haramura Makoto's neck.

"Nothing, go back quickly..."

"—Boom!"

Sometimes it really proves the saying that the weather in the mountains is always changeable. It is clear and cloudless before entering the mountain, but in just half an hour, the weather turns bad and becomes cloudy with thunder.

"It's just a time like this."

"Really? I don't have much interest in being a lucky pervert like this."

Muttering this to himself, Haramura Makoto had already changed from walking to running, and ran towards the cabin in the campground.

"Stella?"

"What's wrong, Makoto?"

"Hold me."

Before he even finished speaking, Haramura Makoto threw away his arms without any warning, loosening Stella's two plump thighs.

"Ah! What happened?"

As Stella screamed in surprise, Haramura Makoto put his arms around Stella's slender waist, moved her from his back to the front of him, and held her firmly in his arms in a princess hug.

"Ahhh, Cheng, what are you doing all of a sudden..."

Stella was very happy with the princess hug.

Or should it be said that she has been looking forward to such an embrace for a long time, and even dreams of it every day.

But this was so sudden, ahhhhhhh.

"Of course I'm worried that you'll get wet in the rain."

……

In a wooden house deep in the mountains.

It was raining heavily outside, and the sky had become completely dark. Inside the house, a stove was lit, which was used by Japanese farmers. It is rarely seen now and can only be seen in some specialty restaurants.

"give it to me!"

Using a spoon to gently stir the food in the pot, a small hand slowly stretched out from the side.

"What for you?"

Haramura Makoto had no intention of looking back and continued stirring the ingredients in the pot.

"Of course it's clothes, clothes."

As if she was a little impatient, Stella shook her little hand vigorously.

"I can use my powers to dry my own clothes, but I can't control other people's clothes so carefully. I'll help you dry them."

"Oh, there's no difference."

He pulled at his still damp clothes.

His speed just now was already very fast, running all the way with Stella in his arms, but the rain still started to fall.

Because he was leaning forward, Stella didn't get caught in much rain, but he was soaked.

"No, you'll catch a cold, Makoto."

"Give me the clothes quickly."

Stella’s little hand shook vigorously again.

The girl's gaze was persistent, her crimson pupils fixed on Haramura Makoto, as if she would never give up unless Haramura Makoto agreed.

"Really? I was afraid you would be embarrassed."

Haramura Makoto sighed softly.

Although the two have lived together for such a long time, Haramura Makoto has always been very careful about his behavior. He has not exposed his body in front of Stella and basically changes clothes in the bathroom.

"I'm not shy."

Stella muttered stubbornly.

"What's there to be shy about? I use your body every night..."

"What are you talking about, Stella?"

The voice was so soft and the lips moved so slowly that even Haramura Makoto couldn't hear clearly what Stella was muttering.

"No, it's nothing."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and give me the clothes."

"I know, I know."

Haramura Makoto, who was constantly urged, stopped wasting time.

After all, he is a grown man and there is nothing wrong with him exposing his body. Stella herself said she didn't mind anyway, so why is he still hesitating?

In no time, he took off his shirt and pants, leaving only his underwear on his body.

"Give--"

Hand over your clothes.

"Give?"

As expected, Stella did not catch it, and this time it was Haramura Makoto who shook his hand again.

"What's wrong, Stella?"

After two consecutive times without an answer or reaction, Haramura Makoto finally looked up to see what was going on with Stella.

But when he turned around and looked over, he was completely helpless.

Stella squatted there, her long skirt resting on the ground. As her body leaned forward, her already plump chest looked even more bulging. There were ripples in her watery eyes, and her gaze was fixed on him.

Or to be more precise, he was staring at Haramura Makoto's chest.

then……

A trace of bright red liquid slowly slipped out of Stella's nostrils.

It dripped down from the corners of her mouth, and drops of blood bloomed on the transparent tulle skirt.

"Stella, nosebleed, nosebleed."

Chapter 080 Awakening Begins

The girl with long bright red hair was kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the half-naked man in front of her. Blood from her nose was dripping from her jawline, falling drop by drop onto her transparent tulle skirt, forming blood flowers.

No matter how you look at it, the only word that can describe it is "nympho".

"Stella, nosebleed, nosebleed."

"what?"

"what--"

The strong and uncontrollable sense of shame caused the blood to flow back and rushed straight to Stella's head, and a feeling of dizziness instantly surged into her heart.

The fair face turned red in an instant.

"No, there's blood on your clothes. You need to wash it quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with."

Stella frowned immediately, and her delicate facial features were twisted together.

Makoto Haramura was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Stella's actions, he immediately turned his head unnaturally.

"You, what are you doing, Stella."

Haramura Makoto's voice also became unnatural. He had to turn his head. If he didn't turn his head, he was afraid that his nose would bleed.

"What else can I do? Of course I have to take it off and wash it quickly."

Stella manipulated her little hands, slowly reached out to her collar, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

The rustling sound of taking off clothes and the delicate voice with a hint of charm and a hint of confusion are like the top aphrodisiac that can arouse the emotions of any man.

At this moment, Haramura Makoto really wanted to complain about this unnatural development.

"Stella, that's not necessary."

"I'll clean it up for you when we get back..."

Makoto Haramura wanted to turn around and stop Stella, but before he could finish his words, he swallowed the rest.

"No, I want it now."

"Also, it's not fair that you're the only one taking off your clothes, Makoto. I want fairness too."

The girl in front of him was completely abnormal.

The skin all over the body, from the face to the neck, from the arms to the thighs, was all abnormally pink.

In the center of the wine-red pupil, there seemed to be a thin line vaguely emerging.

"Is the dragon blood in your body boiling?"

"Because of the constant onslaught of lust, my rationality is now in a weak state."

Stella's abnormal behavior now finally has a reasonable explanation.

Stella, who is constantly evolving towards becoming a dragon, is now just one step away from fully awakening her true sword-cutting ability because of the development and influence of Haramura Makoto during this period of time.

So, Stella is in an unstable state now, and a very small thing may trigger her evolution.

For example, strong obsession, strong anger, or even the desire of a dragon are all possible.

Dragons are inherently lustful. This is not an exaggeration but a true fact.

"I can't take it off, Cheng, come and help me."

Stella only unscrewed two buttons, but had trouble with the third button.

The girl in front of him was now looking quite attractive. The surrounding environment was dim, and under the glow of the bonfire, her already crimson body looked even more conspicuous and radiant. Coupled with her unrivalled figure, and because two buttons on her chest were unbuttoned, the pure white absolute area and the faintly revealed black silk edge formed a sharp contrast, and the degree of temptation soared to the extreme.

"I can't refuse."

In this case, the right thing to do is to refuse outright.

But he can't.

Normally, Stella's obsession and desire for him were very deep, and his semi-confession a few days ago made this obsession and desire soar even further.

Perhaps Stella had been suppressing it before, but now after seeing Haramura Makoto's naked body, she finally exploded completely.