People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"Open another bottle."

“But the ones on the table are not yet…”

"Well! I used to sing in bars. I watched the bartenders make cocktails, which was just mixing different kinds of alcohol together..."

Xia Zhi let out an awkward, fake laugh. "I just suddenly had an idea. I wondered if drinks could be made this way. So, I wanted to try it!"

Then, the singer gritted her teeth, took out the can opener, and slurped open the Coke.

Under Ms. Ito's curious gaze, he poured the bubbling brown-black sparkling water into the cup still filled with fruit soda.

Then he picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

It seemed to have been fooled - in the following time, no one present paid attention to this little episode.

Perhaps the only one who seems a little depressed is a certain boyfriend.

Apparently out of consideration for the other person present, Ms. Ito refused all requests for interaction, not even wanting to hold hands.

A slight look of impatience appeared on her face due to the constant "disturbing". In the end, she even slapped and pushed away her lover who wanted to stand next to her, and hid in the arms of her sister Qingshan.

It was not until she parted with the two of them that she glared at her boyfriend who had sent her home, ran into the apartment building without looking back, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Because of this, in the afternoon after the meal in a rented house, this scene was directly brought up as an example of the interpretation of a classic knowledge point.

"So, can you, an idiot, be a little more discerning when doing things?"

Pushing the young man with an "innocent and helpless" expression onto a chair, Qingshan Xiazhi put his hands on his shoulders and shook his body desperately.

"With me being a big light bulb here, Ito will definitely be shy! Instead of restraining herself at this time, you openly want to show your intimacy with her... You are such a jerk! I don't know how to scold you! Do you think you are trying to appease her?"

"I think..."

"Don't worry about it! I don't want to study the circuits in your stupid head! And!"

A huge amount of resentment accumulated on the singer's face. "You bastard... you failed to please Ito, but you actually dared to come and grab my hand... who spoiled you! You almost got caught, you know? Who gave you the guts?"

"I."

As if he slowly realized the consequences that Miss Qingshan mentioned, the young man's face suddenly became embarrassed.

This foolish statement made the remaining resentment surge up.

"My blood pressure..."

Ms. Aoyama clutched her chest in a mournful gesture. "If it weren't for my quick wit, you would have been exposed in front of Ito! Do you dare to face the consequences? Hmm?"

"say!"

"Since Qingshan said so, then... I won't dare."

"What do you mean I'm saying that... Seriously! Girls are very delicate and sensitive creatures. Before taking any action, can you please think this through carefully?!"

"understood."

The believer who had just been "expelled out of disgust" by Miss Angel lowered his head.

Seeing the silent expression, Qingshan Xiazhi suddenly felt uncomfortable to continue saying harsh words.

Even after listening to his unbearable breathing, which seemed to be enduring something, and noticing some details about his physical condition—

As a result, even her own breathing seemed to be keeping pace with the speed.

Well, come to think of it - it seems like I have some responsibility too?

From this idiot's perspective, after what happened to me last night, the passion in my body couldn't be extinguished.

That's why he asked for interaction with little Ito in front of him this morning.

And after that, he was constantly rejected by his girlfriend who was obviously too shy... Now, thinking from his perspective, it must have been really uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, the tone that was originally hard in his throat couldn't help but soften a little.

"Really? You don't know anything about getting along with girls, and you just bully me..."

As he spoke of this, his body began to move involuntarily.

The next second, Miss Qingshan slowly raised her foot and stepped over the chair.

To press down on someone and grab him by the collar.

His face also turned red.

"I'm telling you, if it weren't for Ito-chan, I would never have been so accommodating to you... I would have gotten furious and even called the police. Got it?"

"clear."

“Have a grateful heart and atone for your sins… Ah!”

Suddenly, a pair of impatient hands grasped her waist, which was already becoming weak.

The woman fell into someone's warm arms.

Followed by a "mmm" sound of holding breath.

Along with the breathing sounds, there was a fragmented conversation:

"Really? Every... every day you use your scent to pollute me."

"Could you please...listen to me carefully."

"Let me tell you... you have to learn to understand a girl's mind slowly. Otherwise, your future relationships won't last."

"Look, I have no choice but to sacrifice myself and teach you slowly. Give it to me, and thank you properly... um~"

"So, first, practice a little! Try not to be so passionate and forceful like you were just now! Although sometimes girls do like this approach, there are also times when a gentler attitude would be more appropriate..."

"Eh? What do you mean by which type I like... I'm helping you practice how to please I-Ito, so figure out who you're looking for... Ugh!!!"

"...Xi, I like something more passionate, okay?"

"I really can't help you...but girls have different preferences. What I like may not be what others like..."

"W-What do you mean as long as I'm happy? I'm telling you, you're not in a relationship with me... Ugh!"

All in all, Ms. Aoyama's teaching and supervision of practice does not seem to be going smoothly.

But the older girl, whose mind was already a little confused at this time, obviously could not realize this.

She even forgot that it was only a sunny afternoon.

In other words.

Today, time is still long.

Chapter 130: Stealing Tribute

[Sorry, Ito...]

When her voice was once again taken away by someone else, Miss Aoyama cried out in her heart.

[I am guilty...]

At this moment, she couldn't help but have the evil and blasphemous thought that this guy was really great.

From this present experience——

Judging from the movements, it does feel a bit rough, but if you let go and experience it completely, you can feel the delicacy and thoughtfulness.

It's an extremely delicate balance.

There was a guy who seemed to know how to arouse a girl's affection.

The overall movements were coordinated just right, always giving a hug that was tight but not uncomfortable.

Then a strong sense of security comes along.

His hands were kept on her waist, gently supporting her, as if completely integrated into her sensory system, unnoticed.

Absolutely, no strange feeling.

Only when her heartbeat began to surge like the tide would she take the opportunity to move to another location, cleverly transforming the intrusion into a friendly interaction like "knocking on the door and talking."

There is absolutely nothing wrong with it and no point of failure.

Qingshan Xiazhi admitted that at this moment, she was obviously so dizzy that she was almost sinking into it.

It’s an experience that comes in waves and can be described as safe and happy.

In other words, this guy...

Although he seems like a fool in daily interactions, he is surprisingly good when he really gets the hang of it.

It always seemed like this...

Qingshan Xiazhi recalled the state of a short-haired girl who ran away in embarrassment when she saw her this morning.

Blushing face, lazy expression, vacant eyes——

She guessed she was in the same situation now.

In other words, there was no need to guess. I could definitely feel the heat radiating from my cheeks.

Then came strange and irrational thoughts, repeating wildly in my mind.

[Ito...]

[As your believer, I am stealing the tribute that is about to be offered to you...]

[Your, lover...]

[Please forgive me with your generosity as God!]

[......]

[But, it’s really great...]

[I really wish this was my boyfriend, how wonderful it would be... I'm such a hopeless villain to have such thoughts.]

It was like a confession, but also like the mentality of secretly rejoicing after taking advantage. It deeply aggravated the sense of guilt and constantly tormented the kind heart.

I had to find a reason to stand my ground:

[As atonement, I will teach him well with all my heart. I will definitely satisfy you... and I will never let you know.]

Alone, the girl began to think about how to hide this sinful secret on her own.

Although I felt a strange sense of unwillingness in my heart.

But at this moment, I still kept trying to make up my mind to give in.

However, the so-called depression will not disappear with the inner self-construction.

On the contrary, a channel is needed to vent more strongly.

So Miss Qingshan took the initiative for once——

It is obvious that her enthusiasm is gradually increasing.

At the end, when she breathed more slowly, she grabbed the collar of the person under her and took the initiative to move forward and rub each other's faces:

"In this regard, barely, you pass."

"Didn't you say to be gentle?"

"This, this."

Only then did he realize that he had been hit by the boomerang he had just spoken.

It's because I was so happy just now that I was a little confused...

The girl turned her head away awkwardly, trying to come up with an excuse:

"As long as the ultimate goal can be achieved, the means are not that important."

She couldn't help but gently press her fingers on the chest of the man beneath her, feeling the thick feeling a little greedily. "In other words, the ultimate goal is to let girls feel the so-called feedback of happiness. Whether to be gentle or rough...it's up to you to judge, Xiaolin."

"I see."

"Do you understand? You must remember this well..."

"So Qingshan, are you happy now?"

"...!"

Remedies when the mind is confused are always full of loopholes.