Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

And then, a voice like a demon crawling out of hell rang out.

"Shinkai Yui, you have a lot of free time, right?"

Yui Shinkai tried hard not to make herself look particularly guilty, but when she turned around, her smile was uglier than crying.

"I, I'm busy, sister..."

Sakuraba Mitsuki was standing at the door of the studio, looking at this side coldly. He looked as if he wanted to eat two people to satisfy his craving.

"So busy chatting with strangers in the yard with your phone?"

stranger?

So I have become a stranger now? Oreki Gen wanted to laugh. Sakuraba Mizuki's little temper was quite cute.

Yui Shinkai's whole body began to tremble slightly.

“I, I didn’t… It’s Oreki-kun, not a stranger…”

It might be okay if he didn't mention himself, but when he mentioned Oreki Gen, the situation seemed to become more serious.

As expected, Sakuraba Kenzuki's expression became even colder.

"Very good. When Mother comes home, I will tell her that you haven't done any review work all day. It might be best to confiscate your game console and cell phone."

"Wuwuwu, no! I'll go back and read my book now, please don't confiscate it, sister!"

Yui Shinkai left Oreki Gen with a sad face and looked aggrieved. It was obvious that she was in pain and she didn't even say goodbye.

Oreki Gen stood where he was and looked back at the girl standing at the door of the studio.

She looked at him coldly, without saying anything, turned around and went back to the studio and closed the door.

It seemed as if he wanted to let the boy leave on his own.

Oreki Gen shrugged and left the other party's courtyard.

It was almost evening, and the weekend without having to work seemed very relaxing, but Oreki Gen had no other place he wanted to go, so going home seemed to be the best option.

As for what will happen tomorrow, and what the future interactions between him and Sakuraba Mizuki will be, this is not something to think about now. Just wait for it to happen naturally. At least Oreki Gen can now be sure that Sakuraba Mizuki probably won't want to kill him in the short term.

Because the desire to make her surrender is greater than the threat I bring to her.

However, the boy, who was a little hungry, still had a meal at a restaurant outside. By the time he returned home, night had already fallen.

Everything seemed normal along the way, and nothing seemed to have happened when I got home, and I didn't even run into the mature office lady next door.

Seems like pretty good luck?

Oreki Gen went home, took a shower, and then watched a new anime for a while, um... a harem anime.

First of all, I want to make it clear that I am not a person who likes to watch harem anime with some boring adolescent fantasies, and I have never expected a wonderful Shura scene where a beautiful girl falls from the sky and entangles with my childhood sweetheart.

It’s just because of my current situation that I may need to brush up on some knowledge.

But it seems that this so-called Asian male protagonist is not suitable for me... If I keep dragging my feet and being indecisive, I will still put myself in danger and be stabbed at any time.

After all, a girl like Sakurai Mitsuki is not the type of brainless heroine, and there is only one way to make her compromise.

I come, I see, I conquer.

“There’s still a long way to go.”

The boy sighed and prepared to go to bed. Although time seemed to allow him to stay up late, it was not necessary.

Just before going to bed -

"Ding dong~~"

The doorbell of my apartment rang.

Oreki Xian was stunned and felt a little puzzled. It was almost ten o'clock at this time. Who would ring his doorbell?

He frowned and opened the door.

A figure rushed over directly, and Oreki Xian almost thought that some strange person broke into the house and robbed it in the middle of the night, but soon he smelled the almost overflowing smell of alcohol, and the body that seemed so soft and fragrant in his arms...

"Hmm~ Oreki-kun, good evening~"

The good guy didn't even have to lower his head to break the wooden string to understand what was going on.

Drunk mature woman.

Drunk Kikyo Satomi...

(I'm going out, so I'll update early~)

24: I can’t stand it!

As we all know, drunk people are the most terrifying things.

Because often you don't know what she will do, what she will say, or what reckless incidents she will cause.

If you believe in words like "truth comes out when drunk", you will be completely fooled.

There is no such thing as speaking the truth after drinking. It is often because people do not care about the consequences and dare to say anything. They are controlled by their current emotions. It has nothing to do with whether they tell the truth or not.

And you need to be more alert to what such drunkards may do to you when their emotions are magnified.

So cherish life and stay away from drunkards.

But now, the woman who threw herself drunkenly into Oreki Gen's arms, with a mixture of fragrance and the smell of alcohol, was Kikyo Satomi... a big sister next door who had a mature charm, a soft personality, and looked considerate and gentle.

Oreki Gen first supported Kikyo Rimi in his arms and let her lean against the edge of the door frame.

The woman had indeed drunk a little too much, her cheeks were red, and she seemed barely able to stand. However, compared to the usual gentle and quiet Kikyo Satomi, she was leaning against the door frame, smiling at Oreki Gen.

The smile on her face is enchanting and charming.

With a drunken flush on his face, his eyes wandered over Oreki Gen's body.

Oreki Gen was standing inside the door, looking at the other person.

"Drinking so much..."

Kikyo Rimi reached out and stroked the hair on her forehead, making her already delicate face appear even clearer in front of Oreki Gen. She had already taken off her coat, and the chest of her white shirt was so full that it seemed as if the buttons would break at any time.

As expected of this comic book world, with an exaggeratedly hot body.

"Well... at the company's dinner, those greasy old men wanted to get me drunk, but they still underestimated my alcohol tolerance."

It sounds like helplessness in the adult world.

As for the current situation, if it was a daily contact, Oreki Gen had many ways to end the conversation, but he did not expect that the other party would come to him directly after drinking, which made it a bit difficult to deal with.

Oreki Gen thought about it for a moment.

"Ms. Kikyo, how do you want me to help you?"

Kikyo Rimi gently rubbed her temples with her fingers and seemed to have a headache.

“It’s very simple… Oreki-kun, please help me open the door. I’m a little drunk now, so it’s difficult for me to open the door. I’m really sorry to trouble you.”

The logic of the other party's words was very clear, and he didn't seem to be drunk.

Moreover, it was unreasonable for a drunk office lady with a hot body and a charming face to find a high school student next door after getting drunk. However... Oreki Gen didn't intend to find any other reasons.

He looked at the key the other party handed over, as if it was a silent invitation.

Oreki Gen took the key directly without much hesitation.

"That's a small matter, no problem. But can you walk properly now, Miss Kikyo?"

Oreki Gen asked, seemingly worried.

The woman tried to stand up straight by the door frame, but she felt a little shaky.

“It should be… no problem, Oreki-kun, don’t underestimate working women. I’m not that weak~ah~!”

As she turned around and prepared to take the next step out, her high heels tilted, as if her ankles were out of control and she was about to fall down.

Fortunately, Oreki Gen was quick-witted and stretched out his arm, accurately grabbing the other person's slender waist.

The moment he touched her, he felt the slenderness of this woman's waist. Most of her body was leaning against him. She seemed to be in panic and subconsciously hugged his arms, so that her plump chest was pressed against him.

At this moment, the contact between the two sides was extremely intimate.

Kikyou looked up at Oreki Gen with a blushing face. She seemed completely unaware of how ambiguous the contact was. On the contrary, she smiled in a very seductive way.

“I guess I’m still a little too stubborn. Oreki-kun’s arms are so reliable~”

The nameless flame burns the young blood vessels.

Oreki Gen took a deep breath without leaving any trace.

Then smile.

"Let me help Miss Kikyo. Be careful."

So he closed the door of his home and helped the young and plump woman to her door.

Although the journey was short, the drunken woman and the hot-blooded boy could not avoid contact on the road. Although it would not lead to "accidental sex", it was inevitable that they would dawdle.

After finally opening the other party's door with the key, Oreki Gen was already hot all over and felt like he was being tortured.

"Okay, Miss Kikyo, the door is open."

Kikyo Rimi, who seemed to be still half leaning in the boy's arms, opened her eyes slightly, as if she was completely unaware of the situation around her.

“Ah… yes, could you please help me in, Oreki-kun? I’ve become so used to Oreki-kun’s support that I feel like I’ve become a cicada that can’t fly…”

What kind of weird metaphor is this?

But it seems that the other party's little tricks are not over yet... Oreki Gen didn't expose him, he hesitated for a moment with embarrassment.

"Okay, then Miss Kikyo, be careful, there is a staircase here..."

Kikyo Rimi's home is very clean and tidy, without too many cluttered decorations and meaningless furniture.

There is a TV, table, tatami and beanbag.

It seems that this constitutes a woman's living room.

"Mmm~ so comfortable~"

When Oreki Gen placed Kikyo Rimi on the lazy sofa, the woman lay down on it, as if this was a very comfortable position for her.

Lie on your back with your arms open and your legs slightly bent and stacked.

Those long legs wrapped in black stockings and wearing high heels are plump yet in perfect proportion.

The buttocks wrapped in the dark blue hip skirt are fuller and more delicious, and the cover of the fabric makes people can't help but have the urge to take a bite.

“It’s so hot… Can you turn on the air conditioner for me, Oreki-kun~”

Even her tone after drinking seemed strange, as delicate and feminine as that of a young girl. Who says older women can't act coquettishly?

Oreki Xian quickly found the air conditioner remote control and turned on the air conditioner in the living room. The cool wind seemed to make people feel more awake and comfortable. The ambiguous and confusing atmosphere just now seemed to be dispelled.

"Ms. Kikyo, if you're okay...eh?"

Oreki Gen was just about to say goodbye at this moment.

When I turned around, I saw a shocking scene.

Lying on the lazy sofa, Kikyo Rimi seemed to have not completely relieved the heat yet, so she actually unbuttoned the buttons on the chest of her shirt, not just one but two!

All of a sudden, almost half of the full and white breasts appeared in Oreki Gen's eyes.

Snowball, wrapped in red lace-decorated underwear, is so tempting that it makes your blood boil.

Sometimes I just hate that my eyesight is too good.

So good that even though the lights were on in the room, I could still clearly see the blue veins on the snow-white skin of the other person's chest from a distance...

This seems to be a special attribute that only Ju Ru can possess.

Kikyo Satomi seemed to have heard the voice and opened her eyes lazily, but she seemed completely unaware of how attractive she was at this moment. Of course... maybe this is exactly what she hoped would happen.

“Oreki-kun~what’s wrong?”

If this is acting, then this woman is too scary.

She has a mature and charming face, a hot and unique body, and superb acting skills.