Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

After saying that, she dragged the boy to leave the restaurant. Oreki Gen looked at Sakuraba Izumi apologetically, but when the two of them walked to the door of the restaurant.

But I heard a voice behind me.

"Ten minutes. Oreki-kun, I hope I can see you in my room in ten minutes."

"..."

What does it mean?

Sakuraba Mitsuki pulled Oreki Gen all the way to his room.

Then he let go of his hand, turned around and looked at Oreki Gen with a smile, as if he didn't have the anger he had just hidden at all.

"Will you be there in ten minutes?"

Oreki Xian spread his hands helplessly.

"After all, she is your mother... and you know that I respect the elderly and love the young. Your mother has said so, so why don't you go?"

Although I know it will be a dangerous place, it will be difficult to fool people this time.

But running away won't solve anything.

Oreki Gen understood this point even more clearly.

Sakuraba Mitsuki walked closer to Oreki Gen step by step, but at this time the boy did not feel any pressure or danger.

There is only the attraction of her approaching as beauty itself.

Her ears were slightly visible through her hair, beautiful and clear.

"You are not afraid?"

As if with a hint of gloating.

Oreki Gen said angrily, "How can I not be afraid? You are her daughter, don't you know how scary she is?"

Just the sound of those words seemed to be able to kill people, and it almost made people breathless.

It's hard to imagine the kind of pressure a beautiful woman can put herself under.

Compared to her, Sakuraba Mitsuki and Amemiya Koba are nothing but dwarfs.

Sakuraba looked up slightly at the moon.

"Of course I know... She is a scarier person than me. Some of the things I said to you may be just a joke, but if she is really angry... She will definitely do what she said, whether it is killing you or something else... I have lived under such pressure since I was a child. My life is like this small room. It has a door and a window, but there is no fresh air. I can't take a step out.

I have to do everything she says, complete every request she makes, and live up to the so-called upbringing that a rich kid and a daughter of a prosperous family should have... Oreki Gen, now that I say that my life is not easy, do you think I am talking without any pain in my back?"

Oreki Gen shook his head.

Almost at a very fast speed.

He looked at the other person's unusual eyes at this moment.

The rare look of expectation in his eyes when he looked at me was so soft that it made me feel distressed.

It was as if one could see from inside that a heavy rain was falling all over the lake of her heart.

"I never thought you had it easy, because I know different people have different worries and different stories. Most of those people's misunderstanding of you is just the inevitable result of only seeing your brilliance. Even if a bouquet of flowers is full of sunshine, there must be shadows underneath, right?"

Her eyes flickered and she moved closer to Oreki Gen.

The tall and soft peaks were pressed against the boy's chest.

Her eyes were so gentle at this moment that they seemed to be able to pull out silk threads, and her voice seemed a little sticky.

“Why do you feel like you’re driving?”

"What do you mean by driving... Stop joking around at this time."

Oreki Gen said unhappily.

Then I saw Sakuraba Mitsuki's smile.

"The time is almost up, so you should prepare to go. Are you nervous?"

Oreki Gen nodded, admitting defeat very frankly.

"Of course I'm nervous. I get nervous every time I see your mom."

"How about I give you some courage?"

She said so.

Looking at each other's eyes that seem to be glowing.

Oreki Gen was stunned.

"How to give..."

As soon as he said this, he saw Sakuraba Mitsuki taking the initiative to hold his hand and then moving completely close to his arms.

She stood on tiptoes in her arms.

Then he tilted his head back, closed his eyes and kissed his own mouth.

Their hands were intertwined without separating, and their breaths were soft. This kiss was not crazy, but gentle like flower petals falling on the soft snow.

I sincerely hope that time will stop at this moment.

There are few kisses in life that are more profound than this.

When the kiss ended.

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at the boy with a smile who seemed still immersed in it.

"How are you? Feeling better?"

Oreki Gen nodded.

"Much better, but it still feels a little worse. Do you want to try again?"

He is indeed a greedy man.

Sakuraba Jianyue didn't let him come again.

But he did something that Oreki Gen didn't expect.

She unbuttoned her shirt.

The light blue underwear inside was revealed, wrapping around the snow-white mountains.

Oreki Gen was stunned.

Then I saw the girl with blushing cheeks taking his hand and then...pressing the back of his hand.

Her eyes became more and more gentle, as if they were about to be pulled out of silk.

But he forced himself to raise his eyebrows and make a disdainful expression.

"This is my reward for what you said while we were having dinner... Don't get too cocky."

Really...who said that Tsundere can't keep up with the new version?

Super cute!

15: What a great truth!

It gets dark.

Autumn is always a season of drifting.

Oreki Xian likes the hot summer and the long spring days.

But I can’t say that I don’t like autumn or hate winter. Each season has its own attributes and charm, and being in it always immerses you in a different atmosphere, but the strange thing is that people always miss the past at different times.

The scorching sun and heat disappeared not long ago.

I began to look forward to something that has not yet arrived.

For example, the heavy snow and the cherry blossoms that have not bloomed.

The road to Sakuraba Izumi's room was not far, and it was not a long journey. The Sakuraba family was indeed big, but it was not so big that people would get lost. What's more, Sakuraba Mitsuki had told the boy the direction in advance, and Oreki Gen's ability to understand was still quite good.

But the mood is not easy.

Arriving at the door of a room that looked very ordinary in this place, Oreki Gen stopped.

There seemed to be the sound of a video playing, laughter, and conversation coming from inside, but the video transmission seemed a little distorted.

What about the truth inside?

Oreki knocked on the door.

“Is that Oreki-kun?”

The gentle voice of Sakuraba Izumi came from inside, as if it was a voice that could make people feel at ease.

But what this woman is best at is making people let down their guard, and then striking when you are least prepared, using simple words to make you feel endless pressure.

"Well, it's me."

"come in."

Oreki Gen took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, and pushed open the door with a normal look on his face.

Compared to Sakuraba Migetsu's room, Sakuraba Izumi's room looks much more traditional and simple.

There is no particularly exaggerated decoration, nor is there a sense of splendor. Instead, it exudes an ancient charm.

And Sakuraba Izumi didn't change her clothes, she was still dressed like a good wife and mother.

Of course, with her slightly tied up long hair, she has a more "married woman" feel.

But now, Oreki Gen didn't have any other thoughts or any erotic ideas. When he thought about the pressure he put on himself while eating, he felt as if he couldn't breathe.

And watching the handsome young man walk up to him.

Sakuraba Izumi was still sitting steadily on the sofa. This spacious room was like a luxury suite in a hotel. It had everything one wanted, including tables, chairs, benches, sofas and tea sets.

There is even an obvious partition in the middle, and the bed or something should be on the other side.

At this moment, opposite her was a TV playing a TV program, and there was a tray of fruits next to her.

She was holding a red date and putting it into her red lips. She didn't seem to be in a hurry to open her mouth. Instead, she let her fair cheeks be propped up by the red date and chewed it carefully, while her eyes moved around the young man.

In the silence, there is the flow of breath.

Of course, Oreki Gen could see the great charm of this woman, but he felt more pressured now.

She just ate like this, as if she was expecting Oreki Gen to speak.

Oreki Gen stood aside, thought for a moment and said.

"Godmother, what do you want to tell me?"

He asked the first question.

After swallowing the Sakuraba spring water, one could clearly see the wriggling movements of the fair and slender neck.

The raised shapes then disappear, and every detail seems so magical and alluring.

She smiled at the boy.

"You should know what I want to tell you, right?"

He is also familiar with throwing the problem back to himself, and can easily take the initiative by using sentences like rhetorical questions.

This is also the method that both Sakuraba Izumi and Sakuraba Mizuki, mother and daughter, like to use.

Oreki Gen simply shook his head.

"I'm not sure. It should be different from the topic at dinner, right? After all, I have already answered those questions."

Sakuraba Izumi's gaze shifted slightly, as if she was a little careless.

But that doesn’t mean what she said is not important and we don’t need to take it to heart.

"I think you should know that some things will change depending on whether there are different people present. I don't want to hear the nice words you said in front of Jianyue. I want to hear your truth."

It is obvious that Oreki Gen's answer at that time was not sincere, but was just a performance. The more it was under such circumstances, the more it would confuse Sakuraba Mitsuki.

If that was part of the young man's scheming, then it could only be said that he did have something, at least a little smarter than he thought. But being smart didn't mean he was likable.