Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"You've been really strong lately."

However, in such a situation, Oreki Gen made a hip-thrusting movement and almost caused Sakuraba Mizuki to fall down.

By the time she reacted, Oreki Gen had already held her hand, helping her control her body's center of gravity.

At the same time, he put on a malicious smile.

"It's not just the wings that are hard on me."

"asshole..."

The war was on the verge of breaking out, and as soon as the two people's lips and teeth naturally touched each other, things became out of control.

Sakuraba Mizuki felt that the integration with this young man was becoming more and more natural, but there was not a trace of boredom. How to put it?

It’s like a cake with so many layers of flavors that you don’t know how many layers it has. You keep tasting it and you can taste a different flavor every time.

Of course, there is also Oreki Gen's endless evil intentions.

For example, pressing it under him, smelling the scent between her neck, and almost biting her skin.

"Are you comfortable?"

"...do not ask me."

"What's wrong? Can't ask?"

"Would you please focus asshole..."

"Tell me if multitasking doesn't affect anything."

"Tell you what...asshole."

"Are you comfortable?"

"...Comfortable."

"Call me brother."

"Uh...you wish!"

"Come on~Call me brother, no one else can hear it anyway."

"You...don't be like this...uh."

"Scream..."

"Brother, brother."

"So good~"

"You probably want to die... Ugh! Be gentle..."

"By the way...I have something to tell you."

"what?"

"Aren't we going to watch Sakura's finals tomorrow?"

"Um...slow down."

"That's right...Sayuri-senpai and Asagiri-san said they want to go and see it too..."

"..."

"..."

"boom!!"

Oreki Gen was kicked off the bed. Holding the edge of the bed, the boy raised his head.

I saw the rich young lady pulling up the quilt, and her eyes suddenly turned cold, as if she wanted to eat me.

She only said a simple sentence.

"Get out."

Oreki Gen was stunned.

"Where am I going to sleep then?"

"It doesn't matter to me if you sleep in the corridor, but if you dare to run out, you're done for. Get out now!"

"..."

The final act of kindness towards the young boy was to let him get dressed.

However, the boy, still looking a little messy and with some sweat on his face, left the other person's room in embarrassment.

Ugh.

It was still too hasty.

Why do I feel that this girl would not get angry with me in that situation?

Now the question is, where should I go?

I decided not to go to Oreki Sakura's room so as not to disturb her rest. The competition was more important.

Yui Shinkai is even more impossible, that's simply a crime!

Can't leave here...

Oreki Xian walked while thinking, and instinctively came to the lobby, only to find that the lights here were bright.

When I walked over, I unexpectedly saw Sakuraba Izumi, who was wearing a kimono with her hair neatly tied up, looking at the night view in the courtyard and drinking tea elegantly.

She was not surprised at all to see Oreki Genji appear, and even smiled.

"Are you distressed? Have a cup of tea, young man."

...

20: I am a miracle!

Oreki Gen was a little surprised, or rather, very shocked.

It was already late at this time, it was already late at night. At least many office workers and school goers had already fallen asleep by this time, ready to face the fatigue of the next day.

And this woman, on such a winter night, was sitting in the living room, wearing a kimono that didn't look very warm, looking at the night scene in the front yard.

elegant.

It's really elegant.

Still drinking tea.

If I could say something like "my concubine", the atmosphere would be maximized.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem like that kind of atmosphere now.

What made Oreki Gen feel was a less peaceful situation. To be honest, it was not as good as it seemed.

But of course Oreki Gen couldn't pretend he didn't see or hear anything.

He could only politely stay at the door and speak politely.

"Godmother, why are you still drinking tea here alone at this time?"

Now that you've answered, it would be polite to walk over.

There was no choice but to sit opposite each other.

And Sakuraba Izumi's gaze shifted from the moonlight in the front yard to the face of the young man. Her gentle gaze seemed to melt in the water, or it could be said that her eyes were a grand mirror flower and water moon.

"No one is with me, so naturally I can only drink alone."

She said this with some resentment, but Oreki Gen felt that she had very similar qualities to Sakuraba Mizuki.

That's because you don't understand the main point.

Is your focus on one person? Isn't it a matter of time? Don't you check your watch?

“By the way, Oreki-kun, do you like the watch I gave him?”

Sakuraba Izumi saw that Oreki Tsune's wrist only had the red string, but he was not wearing the watch.

Oreki explained with a smile.

"It's too expensive, so I can't wear it all the time. I'll keep it at home. After all, there are a lot of things to do at school, and it's easy to lose it. It's good to just wear this red string that my godmother asked for."

This was a foolproof answer. Oreki Gen was worried that he would always have a device that looked like a tracker in his hand. That would make him too unfree, like a prisoner on parole.

Sakuraba Izumi glanced at Oreki Gen, then picked up the tea and took a sip nonchalantly. Her movements were very graceful, and every frame seemed to be able to be edited into a teaching video to explain what the art of drinking tea is.

Then she spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, there is no locator or any mechanism in that watch."

This sentence made Oreki Gen's expression look a little awkward for a moment, and he forced a smile.

“Why do I feel like there are these things…”

Sakuraba Izumi smiled indifferently.

"In fact, have I ever told you that sometimes you are not easy to understand, but sometimes you can see through it at a glance. You don't have to pretend about this kind of thing, and I'm not angry about it."

"...Um, godmother, why don't you take a rest?"

Oreki Gen could only try to change the subject. Of course, there was no clever topic to think of in such a short time, so the only possible change of subject seemed awkward.

Sakuraba Izumi shook her head.

"It's still early. Maybe it's because I'm getting older and I don't like going to bed early anymore."

Oreki Gen smiled and said, "I think you get younger as you get older. After all, young people like to stay up late."

Sakuraba Izumi couldn't help but smile, and then poured a cup of tea for Oreki Gen.

"You have this mouth that is especially good at pleasing women. Is this how you usually coax Jianyue?"

Oreki Gen took the teacup and smiled shyly.

"That's not the case... You know Jianyue doesn't like to hear sweet words."

Sakuraba Izumi shook her head.

"Any woman likes to hear sweet words or blatant flattery. The only reason she doesn't like it is if the person in front of her is not the one she likes. She is just particularly strong-willed."

"makes sense..."

Indeed, although I say I don’t like it, my body is very honest. Every time this happens, I can’t resist the urge and start trying to have intimate contact and communication with myself.

Oreki Gen picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and the scene fell into a brief silence.

Oreki noticed that the other person's eyes were not completely on him, and were somewhat out of focus. It seemed that he was looking over his shoulder at the moonlight outside.

There was an indescribable look in his eyes.

I have to say that Sakuraba Izumi, who doesn't put extra pressure on herself, is very charming. It seems that only at this moment can one feel the pure feminine charm of this woman.

Instead of adding too many other halos.

Elegance, freshness, softness and pure beauty.

But after all, she was Sakuraba Mitsuki's mother, so his gaze did not linger on her, but quickly shifted to the side to enjoy this rare tranquility.

A cool breeze blew through the courtyard, ruffling the well-tended flowers and plants.

At the same time, it brushed across Oreki Tsune's hair.

It also made the woman in front of him sober up a little.

Her gaze shifted back and the silence ended.

"You should still remember the promise you made to me last time, right?"

Of course, Oreki Gen knew what the other party was talking about. It was the sentence that would definitely make Sakuraba Mitsuki take the initiative to say to Sakuraba Izumi: I love you very much.

It seems like it would be easy for a daughter to say this to a mother.

But...she had never said such words to herself, and the relationship between this mother and daughter was not that simple.

"Yeah, I remember."