Obata's house——
Obata Natsumi sat on the sofa in a daze. A Japanese drama played on TV, but the wife in simple home clothes leaned on the sofa, paying no attention to it at all.
Her exquisite, delicate body wrapped in thin silk clothes was curvaceous, exuding mature charm. It could make any man's blood boil. But such a top-quality young wife already belonged to another man.
Even her husband couldn't touch her now.
But that wasn't why Mrs. Natsumi was absent-minded. She loved her husband very much... Being with Mu Xiaoxiao was only to satisfy physical needs. After all, her husband had asked him to take care of her.
But now, the glamorous wife worried about gains and losses. Just one day apart from that boy, and she couldn't stop thinking about him. When he wasn't around, she felt lonely.
Glancing at the cleaned room and the clothes dried on the balcony, Obata Natsumi sighed softly. The life she'd grown used to now felt a little boring.
The kissing scene between the leads in the drama made Mrs. Natsumi think about Mu-kun's doting on her. Her serving him... Serving him with her daughter that night.
It was etched in her mind.
Pat——
Obata Natsumi's eyes lit up at the sound of the door.
"Mom, I'm back—"
"It's Yui." Mrs. Natsumi leaned back on the sofa, a disappointed smile on her face.
"Mom? What's wrong?" Obata Yui looked strangely at her mother half-lying on the soft sofa. "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, Mom's just a little tired. I'll be fine after some rest."
Seeing her mother's exhausted face, Obata Yui felt a little distressed. She waited for Mu-kun to come over, hoping he could comfort her mother and relieve her fatigue.
Obata Yui thought to herself and said, "Mu-kun is coming over tonight."
"Huh? Mu-kun is coming?" The listless young woman immediately sat up straight and stood energetically. "Yui, you said earlier we don't have much food at home. What should I do? I want to make a nice dinner. Mom's going to the supermarket now."
"Mom?"
Obata Yui was dumbfounded. Her mother didn't look tired at all anymore. But this also showed that her mother really liked Mu-kun. Yui-senpai understood her mother's excitement.
Because she was also looking forward to tonight's... H.
'So shameless...'
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Mu Xiaoxiao didn't go straight home with Obata Yui after school. He stayed with Himemiya Makoto for a while. After all, he'd just taken her virginity at noon.
"I remember back when we made that deal, you dodged and weaseled, just to protect your bottom line." Mu Xiaoxiao glanced around the Himemiya house, then turned to see the girl coming out of her room in just sexy lingerie. He joked, "Now you're volunteering to be my woman."
"Don't bring up the past, idiot~" Himemiya Makoto shot him a coquettish look, then sighed. "Honestly, I never expected it to turn out like this."
Her childhood sweetheart, who she'd been close with since childhood, was now a stranger. She'd fallen for someone else—and he was a big bad guy.
'But what can I do? I really, really like him.'
Makoto thought silently. Suddenly, she saw him toss something her way. She caught it and looked closer—a key. "Xiaoxiao? What's this key for?"
"Key to my place." Mu Xiaoxiao shrugged. "I don't feel comfortable with you living here alone."
"He's already in the hospital. Why worry?" She knew Mu Xiaoxiao meant Himemiya Tsuyoshi. And she had his Incubus Pattern for protection. But seeing the boy she liked give her his key without hesitation, Himemiya Makoto was moved. She pressed her tender body against him.
She snuggled into his arms.
"Still, I'll take it. Now I can come to Xiaoxiao's place anytime, hehe~" Himemiya Makoto's eyes sparkled. She looked up at his face and stuck out her tongue to lick his collarbone.
"Xiaoxiao~ Xiaoxiao, I like you~ I like you so much."
'If someone told me before that I'd end up like this, I'd never believe it. But here I am. Loving him with all my being.'
They had another fling in the living room. Mu Xiaoxiao was full of energy, but with tonight's main event ahead, he held back and didn't push Makoto further.
"Makoto, I should go."
He glanced at the darkening sky outside.
"Hmm..." The girl, limp as a puddle, tried her best to stand. She didn't care about her naked body, exposed to her lover's eyes. She just helped him tidy his clothes.
"Chi-chan and Anna-chan went back to their own places. My house should be empty. You can sleep there if you want. It's pretty big." Mu Xiaoxiao squeezed her delicate breasts. "Or just move in."
He held her face. "Living together is more convenient, isn't it?"
"Pervert~"
Himemiya Makoto twisted shyly and continued fixing his clothes. "I know. Can't stop you from starting a harem anyway... But living together does sound nice. Warm."
She kissed him on the lips, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and hugged him tight. "I'll pack my things later... Xiaoxiao, you can't abandon me~"
"You're my property. Too late to regret now. Why would I abandon you?"
"Mm, I'm so happy." Himemiya Makoto's cheeks flushed. She kept leaving kisses on his face. "My heart and body are all yours. I'll never regret it~"
She stood by the window, waving, watching her lover leave. Himemiya Makoto patted her still-hot face and breathed a long sigh of relief. She looked down at the marks Xiaoxiao had left on her body. The silver marks on her chest and abdomen.
The heat still seemed to linger inside her. She could feel his shape, his warmth. She stood before the mirror and stared at the charming, beautiful girl within. She smiled.
'Feels like a dream...'
Holding the key to her chest, Makoto blinked and touched her hair. 'Should I grow it out? Nah. Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. He said he likes me like this~'
She'd keep it as is.
After packing a few new clothes, Himemiya Makoto went out with her suitcase, ready to head to Mu Xiaoxiao's place. But the moment she stepped outside, she froze and frowned.
Yoshida Kaoru stood at the Himemiya gate. His face was exhausted, weathered. Seeing his childhood sweetheart emerge, meeting her calm expression, the boy felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"Makoto..."
"Yoshida-kun, please use my surname." Himemiya Makoto pursed her lips and spoke flatly.
"Why?! We're childhood sweethearts. Didn't you say we could still be friends?"
"We did. But... I'm still afraid of misunderstandings." Himemiya Makoto shook her head. The name was too intimate. "So let's stick to surnames."
"You... you really like him that much?!"
"I like him. I like him so much. I can't live without him anymore." Himemiya Makoto smiled, glancing at her former childhood sweetheart with complicated eyes. "Yoshida-kun, I'm sorry. No one matters more to me than him.
Don't come looking for me again."
"..."
Watching the girl he liked walk away, Yoshida Kaoru seemed to lose all his strength. He collapsed to the ground.
He knew now—he'd lost his childhood sweetheart forever.