Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Until Oreki Gen finally grabbed the other person's arms.

When the two of them separated slightly, her upper body was already messy and had lost the neatness it had at the beginning, but because of this, it seemed to add a kind of beauty, a messy and complex beauty.

At this moment, the woman's eyes seemed to be filled with mist, and she looked at the handsome boy in a daze.

Oreki Gen's breathing became heavy and his face turned red.

"Sister Kikyo, are you planning to suffocate me to death?"

Although it was indeed enjoyable, the feeling of almost suffocating was also real.

Kikyo Rimi looked at Oreki Gen seductively.

“Don’t you like it, Oreki-kun? You’re like a greedy child, wanting to leave your mark…”

This statement is a bit exaggerated.

Oreki Gen didn't go to this extent, but there were indeed some bright red marks on his snow-white skin. It seemed a bit hypocritical to say that he had done this helplessly just to breathe.

He felt his blood boiling, and the honest impulse that was infinitely magnified.

Under such ambiguous lighting, he looked at Kikyo Rimi with some embarrassment.

"I can't go on like this... I'm a man too, and if I continue like this, things will get out of control."

It seems like a final reminder to the other person that some things cannot be undone once they are done, and losing something precious because of a momentary impulse is a choice that must be faced.

But Kikyo Satomi doesn't seem to care about this at all.

In other words, she had already prepared for it countless times.

The person who is truly unenlightened should be this young man.

So she stretched out her hand, gently stroked the boy's face with one hand, and grabbed Oreki Gen's palm with the other hand.

This action was very familiar, she had done it before, it was like handing out an invitation.

The charming look of biting her lower lip slightly is simply natural.

“Sometimes, it’s when you get out of control that things become more fascinating, right? If you have to consider the consequences of everything… you’ll lose a lot of fun. And why should Oreki-kun worry so much? I haven’t drunk and I’m sober. This is what I want to do… what I want to do all the time.”

When Oreki Gen's hands could no longer move forward, he finally stopped for a moment.

Feeling the palm of your hand, the visual effect is even more amazing.

There is simply no comparison.

She is a woman who cannot be grasped in one hand, and whose toes cannot be seen if one lowers his head... Oreki Gen felt the reality of the world.

He was sighing, and he was also stuck in a quagmire.

You can hear the slightly exaggerated voice of Kikyo Rimi. Is it real or just a dream?

She looked at Oreki Gen with satisfaction.

Then she slightly shook her long hair to one side.

“That’s right… That’s it. This is the feeling that only Oreki-kun can give me…”

She finally couldn't control herself anymore, she had too many feelings that needed to be vented.

And the young man in front of him is the best target.

The shadows in the dark night intertwined together, and under the dim light, they seemed to be dancing.

Kiss, hug.

Step by step.

Oreki Gen seemed to be following a man's instinct, keeping everything normal, following the rules, and feeling the other's hot breath.

This woman with a nearly perfect figure can easily make people fall into her charm and cannot extricate themselves.

The breath became increasingly turbid.

The friction between the two did not stop for a moment during the kiss.

The dim light in the room seemed to be the best initiator, providing the possibility of indulgence, allowing people to wander in it and abandon all reason and clarity.

And Kikyo Rimi was like a Bodhisattva who rewarded her believers with rich fruits. She parted her lips but hugged his head.

She kept tilting her neck, squinting her eyes, and slightly opening her red lips, and the joy on her face was obvious.

Some things become more and more intense in this process.

It was like a sports car speeding on the highway. There was only the roar, but there was no end in sight.

The gasoline continued to burn, emitting smoke and dust along the way.

"boom."

In this messy night.

Oreki Gen's clothes also disappeared, probably falling on the floor, and he was pushed onto the sofa.

At this moment, he looked up at the charming and seductive woman, who seemed to have no cloth left, riding on his waist.

In the chaos, it seemed that there was no cover left, and it was impossible to remain in the original state.

Her palms were burning and her eyes were filled with anxiety.

At this moment, Oreki Gen seemed to be deeply trapped in desire and unable to extricate himself, losing his mind.

He just looked at her, watching the succubus-like woman smiling at him, fully interpreting her wild charm.

“Oreki-kun... I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I will never let you go no matter what..."

It seemed like a final declaration.

But Oreki Gen was looking at the other person.

Say it softly.

"Is it really appropriate?"

She rose slightly, breathing hot and hazy breaths.

"Are you still saying such meaningless things at this time?"

Oreki Gen shook his head.

"What I want to say is that I already have a girlfriend, and if something like this happens again... it's not appropriate, Sister Kikyo."

This sentence has a powerful impact.

Almost the moment she came out, Kikyo Rimi's expression froze.

All the movements in her body seemed to stop, as if time had stopped.

Oreki Gen was still looking at her, watching her eyes gradually change from dull to angry, and then to a kind of resentment.

She looked at herself.

“At this time... Oreki-kun must lie to me by saying something like this?”

She seemed not to believe it, or perhaps she didn't want to believe it.

Of course, Oreki Gen needed to explain it at this time. If he let the other party know after something happened, the result would be predictable.

As for why it was not said earlier, but at this critical moment when everything seemed irreversible.

Oreki Gen also has his own considerations.

If it weren't for a moment like this, how could speaking it out have any effect, and how could it make the choice so obvious.

It seemed that the other party had lured him into a trap from which he could not escape, but it was also Oreki Gen who showed his meanness and scheming at this time.

Forcing the other party to face such a choice at such a moment?

Oreki Gen has never denied his meanness and scheming.

He simply wanted to survive. If he could achieve this goal, he might even gain benefits that ordinary people could hardly imagine. But if he failed, he would lose his life.

This is an investment with obvious risks and high rewards.

That's why it is necessary to take such a risky move.

Oreki Gen slightly propped himself up and looked at Kikyo Rimi's almost pleading eyes.

he said softly.

"I'm not lying to you. You can tell from my phone... I'm in love. It's with a girl who's about my age..."

Oreki Gen hadn't finished his words yet.

In an instant, Kikyo Satomi stretched out her hands.

She grabbed Oreki Gen's neck directly.

It was difficult to see much expression on his face in the dim light, but one could already guess without even looking that it was a slightly distorted, perhaps even hideous face.

There was a fanatical and morbid gleam in his eyes.

The sudden force seemed to suffocate the boy.

Oreki Gen heard her words as his breathing became difficult.

"impossible..."

"impossible!"

"You are mine...!"

"You must never belong to anyone else!"

"You can only be me, mine!!"

(My condition today is not good, so I will stop here and go to bed early. I almost forgot some settings, so I reviewed them. Go to bed early, good night everyone.)

8: If there is a glimmer of hope (Additional chapter 34!)

Oreki Gen had long anticipated that no matter what happened to him, it would always be magnified and become serious.

I just didn't expect that the moment she heard the news, Kikyo Satomi would take such a drastic approach.

He simply grabbed her neck, as if he had instantly lost his mind, going from the extreme of desire to the extreme of anger and resentment.

However, Oreki Gen didn't seem to be struggling.

Because he had already noticed something in advance, but at this moment he did not choose to resist.

Instead, he allowed the other person to strangle his neck and cut off his breathing.

He watched the other party continue to exert force, with his palms on his neck, veins showing, as if the anger at this moment was intended to strangle his neck.

The boy's cheeks turned visibly red, as if all the blood was blocked in his face.

But he just looked at the other person with wide eyes.

He can still hold on, and there is a need for him to do so.

He persisted without doing anything, without moving his hands at all, as if he had given up hope of survival at this moment.

until...

"Huh...cough cough cough."

The hands on my neck suddenly loosened.

Fresh air rushed into his lungs, along with the familiar scent of the other person.

This seemed like a brief salvation, as if the dawn of survival had come to Oreki Gen again, and the other party was still sitting on him.

It still doesn't have much weight, but the ambiguity and charm now seem to have been exhausted, replaced by a cruelty and indifference immersed in silence.

Or rather...it's more like a breath of death.

Oreki Gen's breathing returned to normal and his expression quickly calmed down.

The woman on him lowered her body, with one hand resting on the sofa beside the boy's face, and the other hand holding the hair that fell on one side of her face.

Let Oreki Gen see his expression at that moment from a close distance.

There is still a slight trace of red.