Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

His blood seemed to be boiling strangely, gathering towards a strange place.

Constant congestion...

This feeling is very strange, as if I am constantly rising into the air while in a daze.

The soul seems to be floating, drifting towards the stars, towards the moon, towards the sun...

Oreki Xian felt something was wrong.

But my body felt groggy and I seemed to have no strength.

He forced his eyes open and felt some movement and sensation coming from his body.

This moment is as unreal and chaotic as switching between dreams and reality.

It felt like I was sleep paralyzed while taking a nap. It was so strange and indescribable.

He reluctantly lowered his head, reached out his hand, and opened the quilt that was making the strange noise.

But I saw a figure...

She was in that strange and unexpected position, right there, like an elf in the grass, with an expression and face that would never have appeared under normal circumstances.

Enchanting face, sweet smile.

She is...

Why do I seem to have no strength at all?

Oreki Gen tried to clear his mind and figure out the situation.

But soon, the other party's voice was heard.

“Just think of it as a dream... It’s okay, Oreki-kun...”

It was like dark clouds swallowing up the moon.

The boy raised his head immediately, his mind seemed confused, and the night was completely unclear...

What is this?

Is this a dream?

71: Hickey

The sunlight penetrated the window and the curtains.

It fell on the boy's lazy sleepy eyes, and he opened his eyes.

My body seems a little sore, and I feel an indescribable fatigue. Was it because the battle in the alley yesterday consumed too much of my energy?

Oreki Gen rubbed his head, feeling that he should remember something more important.

I didn't drink any alcohol yesterday, so it's impossible for me to be drunk, so... He looked at the bed. This was not his room, and this was not his bed.

Kikyo Satomi...

I remembered this name.

I remembered everything that happened last night, and even what happened late at night that seemed like a dream.

He lifted the quilt and looked at his legs. There seemed to be nothing special going on, no moisture, and no sticky feeling.

On the contrary, it is very refreshing and unexpectedly refreshing.

This feeling made Oreki Gen think that what happened last night was a dream, and the vague sight of Kikyo Rimi crawling into his quilt and then raising her head was just a fantasy in his dream...

Is this really the case?

Oreki Gen didn't believe it.

It’s not that he didn’t believe in the power of dreams, but he didn’t believe that his own feelings had such a huge deviation. He was not drunk, nor was he in any other coma.

So it was definitely not an illusion, it’s just that this woman managed to handle things perfectly.

Oreki Gen rubbed his temple and seemed to be still a little groggy.

Now it seems that I treated it as a dream last night, but in fact it was not a dream.

He stood up and straightened his clothes which were still intact.

As he walked out of the bedroom, Oreki Xian heard a noise coming from the living room and kitchen.

When Oreki Xian walked out, a figure also appeared in Oreki Xian's sight.

It was Kikyo Satomi, wearing an apron and holding a plate, who appeared in front of Oreki Gen.

She was only wearing a floral dress, revealing her fair and crystal shoulders. Her hair was tied a little loosely, not in a standard ponytail.

It was lazily draped to one side, a very...criminal hairstyle.

Now I realize that this woman's temperament is also quite consistent, with a charming and gentle face and a mature charm. Even wearing an apron, her chest is high and bulging, which is magnificent and majestic.

She looked at Oreki Genre with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

“Oreki-kun, are you up? Do you want to go back and wash up before coming over for breakfast? We still have plenty of time.”

Oreki Gen looked at the other person's smiling face. Everything seemed normal, as if he had no guilt at all.

The boy thought for a moment and asked.

"What happened last night? I feel a little tired."

Oreki String was actually a simple test and hint.

It implies that the other person still remembers what happened last night, and that he or she is not completely clueless and that their memory is not that bad.

But Kikyo Rimi's expression did not waver at all, and she calmly placed the plate on the table.

“No, maybe there were too many things yesterday. Oreki-kun is a little tired. Do you want to take a day off today?”

Seeing the other person's performance, Oreki Gen knew that this woman had a good psychological quality under normal circumstances, and her acting could at least be flawless.

Even my hands didn't shake, but... maybe being too normal is actually a kind of abnormality?

Oreki Xian smiled lazily.

"I'll go back and wash up. I'll bother Sister Kikyo with her breakfast."

"It's okay~ Hurry up, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Ah."

When Oreki Ken finished the breakfast made by Kikyo Rimi and was getting ready to go out, he did not let Kikyo Rimi come out to see him off. After all, the woman's ankle had not healed yet and it was a little inconvenient for her.

She also took a day off today, so she had no reason to go out.

Nothing else happened, and Oreki Gen went downstairs with a normal look on his face.

In the empty elevator, Oreki Gen looked down at his lower body and sighed.

"This is what you will have to bear in the future. Keep moving forward with this burden."

He didn't think that what happened last night was just a dream, and the meaning conveyed by Kikyo Rimi's attitude today was very simple and clear.

She could completely regard that night as a dream, as she was willing to make such sacrifices.

You don't have to worry about it, and you don't even have to bear any burden of responsibility.

But if this is the real meaning, can we just accept it as such? Can we just enjoy it as a benefit?

Apparently not.

Because people's desires and ambitions are constantly expanding, if you condone such behavior, it may become even worse next time.

In the end, he may feel the same as in the original novel, wanting to have her all to himself, wanting only her to enjoy him, hoping that all his emotions are because of her. When she gradually realizes that this is not the case and finds that she is actually a very real philandering scumbag, I am afraid that all this will be the beginning of collapse.

Relationships grew closer and even more intimate contact occurred.

However, Oreki Xian could clearly feel that the road ahead was becoming narrower and more difficult.

Walking out of the apartment, under the trees in the distance, the sunlight penetrated the morning dew and the crystal veins of the green leaves.

It fell on the handsome face of the young man.

He smiled.

"This is the only way to become a handsome man in Sakura City... Life is all about taking risks!"

Sakura Metropolitan High School is as lively as ever.

When Oreki Gen was changing his shoes, he could see several love confession letters in his shoe cabinet as usual. He was used to it.

However, when I turned around, it was as if we had a telepathic connection. The familiar angle every day seemed to be more fixed than the weekly sign-in.

You can still see this unique girl from this angle.

It’s like Asagiri, who is lonelier and more self-centered than the moon.

It seems like she never needs anyone's sympathy or understanding. She just wants to live in her own little world. It's hard to tell whether this is a weakness or strength for her.

It's like she's the only divine girl left in this world.

It's annoying, but you have to admit that she is indeed very charming.

The countless letters that fell into her shoe cabinet were proof of this.

As always, she ignored all of this. Facing Oreki Gen's indifferent gaze, she did not nod or say hello. She even frowned slightly and whispered something. Oreki Gen couldn't hear it, but it was definitely not a good thing. Then she turned around, put on her shoes, and left lightly without leaving a speck of dust.

Behind her are only the greedy and fanciful eyes of mortals.

Oreki Gen knew that the other party was carrying out the "harsh words" she had left behind before, avoiding any further contact with him, and wanting the relationship to remain at the simplest and most basic level.

Of course, this is also what Oreki Genji hopes for.

There is nothing to regret, beauty is a stumbling block on the road to success...

But what did she say just now? It was weird.

Oreki Gen was about to leave, but soon he was slapped on the shoulder.

Oreki Gen didn't even need to look back to know who it was.

With an excited look on his face, Matsuyama Shouta came out from the side and looked at Oreki Ken with a smile.

"Oreki! You don't even know how many points I got in Street Fighter this weekend. Let me tell you... Hmm? What is this?"

Suddenly, Matsuyama Shouta pointed at Oreki Ken with a look of surprise.

Oreki Gen was stunned. He couldn't see because he lowered his head, but because of where the other person's eyes were fixed on him.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

I also instantly understood why Asagiri Ran had such a disgusted expression just now.

Because I was not mistaken, and there were no more unexpected words.

On my neck, on my Adam's apple, there should still be the kiss marks from Sakuraba Mitsuki...

72: Oreki-kun, hurry up!

"Why did you block it? That was a kiss mark, right?"

"I've already told you that you're wrong... stop arguing."

"Look! You're clearly guilty, it must be a hickey! Who left it? Who!"

"It's a wound... By the way, do you have a Band-Aid? Lend me one."

"Are you kidding me? I'm not smart, but I'm not that stupid! You've really betrayed the oath of our bachelor alliance! You're no longer pure, Oreki Gen!"

"Don't worry, I'm still single for now. I haven't broken our vows yet."

Although Oreki Genji couldn't remember when he had made such a vow.

"Really?"