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The thin blanket still covered her body, like white snow clinging to the rolling hills.

Slowly approaching and lifting the thin quilt, Sasaki lay down beside her and quietly looked at her peaceful and tranquil sleeping face.

It was originally a peaceful and warm picture, and it was indeed so, but this picture lasted less than five minutes before it was broken by the vulgar Sasaki.

As expected, teenage boys are all brains.

Sasaki secretly despised and spitted at himself, and with the complicated emotions of having already scolded himself, he tormented and condemned his conscience.

So when Kyoka Ikari woke up vaguely, she felt a dull pain in her chest, and there were whispers of "it's all your fault" and "it's all your fault" in her ears.

Not knowing why he blamed her, Kyoka Tsurugi, who had been awakened by the tossing and turning, squinted her sleepy eyes and murmured in a hoarse and charming voice:

"Hmm~? What's wrong?"

"It's okay~ I'm condemning my conscience. I just want to watch you quietly, but I just can't help it~"

Sasaki hugged her closely, enjoying the warmth and smoothness in his arms, kissing her neck gently and explaining.

"..."

What he didn't complain about was his own conscience.

Kyoka Tsurugi turned over and faced him. Her dark, bright eyes reflected a figure that did not belong to her. She leaned forward with her plump, seductive body, responding to his touch:

"Actually... I don't care..."

It’s better to say that I don’t care than to say that I couldn’t ask for it more.

She knew that she was pretty, and her temperament and figure might be attractive to a hot-blooded young man like Dong Jian.

But she is not young anymore.

Compared to Yuuka Koharu, Otome, and the Reika family, she has no physical advantage.

Although he was very mature, his lover passed away on the wedding day. After that, he devoted all his energy to work and did not look for anyone else. His skills were as good as a blank sheet of paper.

The only thing I can show off is the passion accumulated over the years.

But this is not an advantage.

She had just woken up and was not yet worried about anything, but the person she had given her body and soul to expressed his love so directly. Of course, Kyoka Tsurugi didn't care.

Feeling sweet in her heart, after Kyoka got close to her, she also kissed Sasaki's neck enthusiastically and actively.

Rinka Otome was sitting in the living room not far away, and Sister Koharu should be almost done with dinner.

Sasaki knew that he had to push Kyoka at this time to remind her to calm down and be more rational.

But... the hot lips that conveyed love on the skin of the neck; the soft, warm breath that brushed across the shoulders with a hint of water, the charming fragrance that only belongs to a mature woman that tickled the nose, and the plump and soft body pressed against his arms, made it impossible for Sasaki to say no.

He still had more rationality than Sasaki and was struggling over whether to push her away.

There was only one thought in Kyoka Tsurugi's mind, which was to respond to him and let him know her feelings.

As for the possibility of there being other people outside, she had forgotten about it.

People often say that men are animals with lower bodies, and their brains are often dominated by that part.

This statement is not entirely correct, because in a couple who are deeply in love, the girl's desire in that aspect is slightly higher than the boy's.

Especially for mature women...

Sensing that Kyoka was thinking of taking advantage of the situation, Sasaki quickly pinched the flower and reminded her:

"Kyoka~Otome and the others are still outside, and Koharu-nee is almost done cooking..."

Biting her lower lip gently, Kyoka Ikari's slender fingers stopped, and her pretty face showed the embarrassment of actively asking... but being rejected:

"That……"

Kyoka Hiroka buried her head in Sasaki's neck. Although he couldn't see her expression, the embarrassment of her hands, which she had nowhere to put, made him realize her helplessness.

He knew that his reminder just now had dampened Kyoka's enthusiasm.

Sasaki moved his body inward, used his palm to force her to sit on his stomach, and after straightening her waist, he smiled and put his hand on her knee, facing her watery eyes:

"We don't have enough time...Kyoka is under a lot of pressure here, so please be careful after you get ready~"

Knowing what he was talking about, Kyoka Hiribaki covered her mouth with her hands, nervous after being reminded by him.

"It seems that Kyo Ryoka is already prepared~"

……

……

……

"Auntie Kyoka's face is so red, do you want to take the temperature again?"

In the kitchen, Sakuragi Otome, who was helping to serve the rice, asked Kyoka Hiriboka who was walking slowly towards her with concern.

I'm fine, but my legs are a little weak.

Kyoka Tsurugi subconsciously closed her legs under her nightgown and walked to the kitchen in a somewhat awkward manner:

"It's okay. There's no air conditioning in the room. I feel a little hot after sleeping for so long..."

After finding the words to explain why she would wash the sheets later, Kyoka reached out and took the rice porridge from the maiden:

"Sorry for bothering Otome Koharu, I can't help you much~"

"Auntie Jingxiang, don't say that. It's just a small matter..."

It felt like Aunt Kyoka had changed a little, but she didn't know what had changed specifically. Sakuragi Otome blinked, put aside this illusion, and asked:

"Winter sees him..."

"Touyou goes up and calls Yuuka."

I feel really sorry for these young people... I am an old lady and I am with them...

Kyouka Hiribo, who could see that Yuuka and Otome had a special fondness for Fuyumi and didn't intend to become a stumbling block for them, asked tentatively:

"Does Otome mind living with us... um... with us? Would it be troublesome?"

My lover lives here, so if I want to meet him, I have to come here often. As an elder, I hope Aunt Kyoka doesn't find it annoying. How could Sakuragi Otome find it troublesome?

Shaking her head quickly, Sakuragi Otome brought the last dish to the table and said:

"No, no, it's so lively here with everyone, why would I feel it's troublesome~"

"It would be better if it continued like this..."

"..."

Faced with this girl who has always taken care of Fuyumi, Kyoka Hiribo didn't know how to tell Otome about her and Reika's plan, so she could only hide her guilty conscience with a smile.

Okino Rinka, who was sitting nearby and waiting for dinner, noticed Kyoka Tsurugi's hesitant look and remembered what Tomi-kun had told her that night about Aunt Kyoka's plan. She had some guesses in her mind.

Brother Dong Jian didn't give her any signal, so now is not the time to explain this to Sister Otome.

Judging from Aunt Kyoka's appearance, she probably isn't prepared either.

After analyzing the situation, the clever kid pulled Kyoka to sit on a chair:

"Yes, yes, we should always be a family~"

"Yeah." Ji Jiechun nodded in agreement.

Kyoka Hiribo, who also wanted to make things more perfect, smiled and touched Rinka's soft hair.

This matter can only be left to Dong Jian. It depends on his ability. She really doesn't know what to say.

When she said it, it was like giving a notice to a young girl, which was a bit too formal and cruel.

……

He didn't yet know of Kyoka's powerlessness, and wouldn't worry about it even if he did.

After dinner, Sasaki lay on the bed and received a video from someone with the name 'Kirishima'.

The video is not long, only about ten minutes.

Without intending to click on the review, Sasaki sent her a message:

[In addition to the video, take more photos of you guys shopping together. If conditions permit, take photos of you entering the hotel.] 21:10 [Read]

I didn't reply to his message immediately after reading it.

Sasaki didn't know whether she was busy or complaining about having too many things to do.

He was not dissatisfied with the urging.

After waiting for two or three minutes, she sent a message.

[Got it.] 21:13

Glancing at the time on the message board, Sasaki sent a message to many girls including Sakura, Natsuka, Momoko, and Xueye, saying "his classmates asked him to play games," and then interrupted the casual chat.

Then he stood up, picked up the exercise book on the table, and came to the door of Sister Koharu's room.

Looking at the nameplate with the words 'Koharu' on the door, Sasaki felt a little strange.

Considering that Koharu-sama had no resistance to him and they had expressed their feelings to each other before, Sasaki felt that by the end of their tutoring period, they would most likely be tutoring in physiology.

Having great confidence in his own self-awareness, Sasaki pressed the door handle hard with his palm.

"Sister Xiaochun, I'm coming in~"

Because of their classes, Sister Xiaochun and Sister Jiehua don’t always live at home.

So there was nothing special about the furnishings in their house.

After taking a quick look inside the room, Sasaki set his sights on the girl lying on the bed.

Different from Wenwan who ties her long hair up when cooking.

Sister Xiaochun, with her long hair and glasses, always gives people a sense of intelligence and gentleness.

In stark contrast to this temperament is her plump figure that exudes a sense of arrogance.

When you're at home on weekends, you naturally can't dress too formally.

Koharu is now wearing a loose-fitting, large-size pink printed short-sleeved shirt. Because she is standing with her back straight and her phone on the pillow, Sasaki, standing at the door of the room, can look down at the cherry cream pudding on the bed, with a part of it visible on the pink plate.

Following the snow-white pudding down is the soft and flat belly that is pressed against the bed.

In contrast, the perfect curve formed by her slender neck and flexible waist is particularly eye-catching.

Although she didn't try to straighten her waist, her breasts under her mini shorts looked so full and round.

From the little bit of white skin exposed at the edge of her shorts, she looked like a cooked rice dumpling. If you use the chopsticks to apply a little force, the sugar water inside would slowly flow out.

Speaking of chopsticks... Sasaki's gaze continued to move and rested on the long, round and straight white legs that were resting on the bed.

Sister Koharu and Sister Yuka are almost the same height, and their legs are about the same length.

However, Sister Koharu usually likes to wear long skirts and rarely shows off this advantage of hers, so when Sasaki occasionally thinks about who has the longest and straightest legs, the first person he thinks of is Sister Yuka.

Seriously speaking, Kyoka has the longest legs.

My thoughts gradually drifted to other people.

But because the two were clearly not related by blood, yet looked like sisters, the figure in Sasaki's mind slowly overlapped with the pretty girl in front of him.

My heartbeat was a little faster than before.

Sasaki suppressed the fantasy in his heart that was likely to come true, closed the door, and sat on the edge of the bed with Sister Xiaochun's narrowed eyes and a faint smile:

"Did I bother Sister Xiaochun?"

"No~"

Sitting up, not caring about how pale her skin was when she stood up, Yuharu Tsuchiya held her phone and approached Sasaki:

"Xiaodong, listen to this song. Isn't it nice?"

She is always like this, making particularly seductive moves unintentionally.

The snow-white and soft shoulders seemed a little dazzling under the warm light above, exposed by the loose and tilted clothes.

Looking at her old shoulders and the white bulge next to her armpits, it seems that she is missing something... Sasaki feels... or is certain, that she is definitely not...

They had made their feelings known to each other, but she was still so unprepared.

When they were alone, her behavior was intentional to make Sasaki make a mistake.