A group of people traveled through a strange world, and I was the only one who was not a refugee.

Seeing that he didn't make any further moves, it seemed that he was indeed tired.

She thought about it, went forward, hugged his neck, bit his ear gently, and said vaguely: "My lord, let's rest with you tonight, okay~"

"Next time."

Akita Makoto stroked her smooth back and refused.

"Ok."

Kasumigaoka Utaha curled her lips and didn't say anything more.

Anyone can see that today belongs to Yumiko Miura.

On the way out, an accident happened, so it was understandable that Akita really wanted to spend a night alone with her.

After a while, the two left the bathroom one after another.

When he returned to the bedroom, Akita Shin saw that Miura Yumiko was lying on her side in the bed, holding something that looked like a game console in her hand and pressing it continuously.

"You are such a great man."

She just shouted and continued to work.

Akita Makoto didn't care. After entering the warmed quilt, he gently hugged him from behind.

I took a look and it was Tetris.

"Where did it come from?"

"When I was shopping before, I saw a mysterious kid who said he was selling treasures..."

"Although it seemed a bit expensive, I bought it thinking I could play with it when I was bored."

After hearing her explanation, Akita couldn't help but smile.

This antique with little technical content can be sold for 5 gold coins. It's a pity that she is willing to be the sucker.

Chapter 168: 166. Seems to be a little bigger, Yumiko's abnormality

Although Akita felt a little tired because of closing the entrance to the ghost realm, tomorrow was Sunday, so it would be okay to rest a little later.

He looked at it for a while.

As the blocks fell faster and faster, Yumiko Miura gradually became exhausted.

However, in Akita Shin's eyes, all he needs to do is improve his concentration. Although the falling speed may seem very fast, it is actually no different from the crawling speed of a snail.

The sound of keystrokes continued to ring. He thought for a moment and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

The hand on her waist moved down and reached under her pajamas.

Soon, Yumiko Miura's body trembled slightly.

There was a hint of red on her cheeks, but she pretended not to feel anything.

But dealing with the existing levels is obviously more difficult.

until……

"Yumiko, it seems to have grown a little bigger." Akita Makoto chuckled in her ear.

Game over

The black and white screen was almost filled with squares.

"grown ups!"

Her tone was a little heavier, and after casually throwing the game console down, she turned and looked at him.

Her fair and pretty face was already mostly covered with blush.

There was coquettishness and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Although he used to be a proud and strong person, he unexpectedly has a girlish heart.

For example, the pink pajamas and pajama pants I’m wearing now.

Because of what happened just now, the pajamas looked a little messy.

Through the gaps between the buttons, the snow-white skin seemed to be breaking free from its restraints.

The inadvertently revealed charm made Akita Makoto smile even more.

He squinted his eyes with some enjoyment and said softly, "Go to sleep."

"Hmm~"

Miura Yumiko responded softly.

The mood is somewhat complicated, not much different from the previous times.

At this moment, it seems more like anticipation...

Her face inexplicably turned a little redder.

But after waiting for a long time, he did not take the next step.

I opened my eyes and looked up, he seemed to have fallen asleep.

This is not okay.

After thinking for a while, Yumiko Miura took his hand.

Some shamelessly said: "Really adult, give me another massage~"

Without waiting for his response, he took action on his own.

I don't know how much time passed before the atmosphere was created to the right level.

Only then did Akita Shin open his eyes.

Seeing her shy yet extremely proactive look, I couldn't help but smile.

The next sentence made Miura Yumiko blush.

"Just in time, I learned how to ride a horse today."

"Yumiko, try again."

The weak will defeat the strong, tonight.

…………

Sunday.

The wind and snow almost buried the entire Kyoto.

Although he often expressed that he hated trouble, Akita Shin did not sleep in any longer because of the weather.

He got up early, washed, and then went to visit the team of extraordinary people who should still be staying in the mansion.

Miura Yumiko had no idea what would happen.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a scene of a pleasant conversation. After all, he always behaves very easy-going.

When Hayasaka Ai entered the bedroom, she found her still sitting on the bed in a daze.

With a warm quilt covering his legs, he looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the vast white world, seemingly in a trance.

Seeing that she didn't seem to notice her coming in, Hayasaka Ai didn't remind her and looked at her for a long time.

Then, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

The delicate rose, having shed its immaturity and protective thorns, becomes even more brilliant and charming.

"Love."

Yumiko Miura suddenly turned her head.

Hayasaka Ai smiled and said, "I thought you, Yumiko, didn't notice me coming in."

"How is that possible? I'm not a vegetable."

When she spoke, she habitually added a slight "tsk", breaking the beautiful painting.

Knowing that this was her true character, Hayasaka Ai didn't care.

After sitting down on the bed, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Miura Yumiko hesitated, but still said, "Sama, is this the same for you?"

"What?" Hayasaka Ai looked at her in confusion.

Even though she grew up in a top chaebol family, where reading people's expressions is one of the basic skills, it doesn't mean she can see through everyone's thoughts.

It is especially difficult for women, as they are really not sure what this sentence means.

"It's just..." Miura Yumiko paused, and rarely became shy, "very gentle."

Hearing this, the maid fell silent.

Judging from her expression and tone, she seemed to understand.

After more than ten seconds, she sighed and said, "You are really... rough with me..."

"Clam?"

Yumiko Miura was a little skeptical.

But then he felt that Hayasaka Ai had no reason to lie to him, and he was too embarrassed to say anything else.

"It's getting late, get up and clean up." The maid said in a sullen tone.

"I understand." Miura Yumiko felt a little guilty for some reason.

"..."

After more than ten minutes, wait for Yumiko Miura to leave.

The maid-chan then complained in a voice that she could hear: "Another love-brained person."

rough?

Absolutely not.

Even if this is the case occasionally, it can only be considered as boudoir pleasure.

She knew very well why Miura Yumiko asked her this question.

This woman has fallen completely, both physically and mentally.

She couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Who says that only when a woman becomes gentle can she be considered poison?

When men become gentle, women really have nothing to do.

At least among the ten women in the family, she couldn't tell who was really unwilling so far.

Rank them according to the difficulty of the strategies.

The first to be affected was Yukinoshita Yukino.

Even she has adapted to her current life. Even Miss Kaguya, who has not yet served his wife in bed, is only because she can't get over it.

Thinking of this, the maid became distressed again.

There should have been nothing wrong with my previous plan.

But that young lady...seems to have grown crooked?

"Forget it, let her be."

Although she said this, the maid was actually thinking about how to transform Shinomiya Kaguya into a woman.

at the same time.

In the living room.

Fujiwara Chika was sitting in front of the kotatsu, her head rising and falling, struggling with her eyelids.

Nakano Miku changed a history book and immersed herself in it.

Kato Megumi looked at the magazine in her hand with a troubled look.