After listening carefully to Yuu Hoshimiya's explanation, Aoko Nakamori and Kazuha Toyama both blushed shyly. They exchanged a glance, then quickly looked down at their toes.
A silent, ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the small lounge. Yuu was delighted; Kazuha's affection had progressed faster than expected. His bold approach had paid off, saving him a lot of time.
However, when he tried to take things a step further, both girls instinctively retreated. It wasn't rejection, but hesitation.
Especially Kazuha. Deep down, she was willing to give herself to Yuu, but the thought of doing so after knowing him for only a few days—and having barely spoken—made her feel promiscuous and ashamed. Her understanding and fondness for Yuu came almost entirely from Ran and Sonoko. In a way, they had done the conquering for him, and faster than he could have done himself.
The influence of those around us is profound. If people you trust and get along with endorse something, it can change your entire perspective.
Seeing the two beautiful girls fidgeting with their fingers, Yuu didn't push. They were both pure virgins. Despite Sonoko's "education" over the past two days, their practical experience was zero. It was only natural for them to resist a threesome for their first time. If he were alone with either of them, clothes would likely be coming off by now.
Understanding this, Yuu changed tactics. Instead of rushing, he invited them on a date. Deepening their emotional bond and mutual understanding would give them the justification they needed.
Meet, define the relationship, date... then sex.
In an open country like Japan, sex was almost a given once a romantic relationship was established, whether for hormonal teens or adults. Refusing sex usually led to a breakup. Even in the more conservative Conan world, the sequence held true.
Faced with Yuu's invitation, the girls' hearts fluttered. They understood the implication, but neither refused. After informing Ran and the others, Yuu left with Aoko and Kazuha.
The date was simple—dinner, shopping, and a movie—since it was a last-minute decision. At first, the atmosphere was awkward with three people, but as they relaxed and treated it as hanging out with friends, things smoothed out.
At 10:00 PM, as they left the movie theater, Yuu was figuring out how to invite them home when Aoko spoke up.
"Brother Yuu, Kazuha... stay at my place tonight." Under the dim streetlights, Aoko twisted the hem of her skirt, blushing. "My parents aren't home tonight..."
To avoid the complications of a teacher-student dynamic in public, they called him "Brother Yuu."
Kazuha's energetic face turned crimson, and she stared at her shoes.
Yuu found their innocence amusing. He rarely experienced such hazy, fervent emotions anymore. "Okay, it's getting late. Let's go home."
Suppressing his excitement, he led them to the waiting black sedan. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the Nakamori residence. The female driver bowed and returned to the Suzuki estate, leaving Yuu alone with the two girls in the dark night.
Aoko unlocked the door. "Come in."
"Excuse the intrusion," Kazuha said habitually, and Yuu echoed her.
Once inside, slippers on and lights up, the awkwardness returned.
"I'll go run the bath. Kazuha, come help me," Aoko said.
Help run a bath? I don't even know where things are... Kazuha blinked, then caught Aoko's wink. Aoko clearly had ulterior motives—she wanted to discuss something privately.
Yuu noticed their silent exchange but pretended ignorance. Girl talk at a time like this could only be about deciding the "order of operations" and related logistics. He would have preferred to "bloom two flowers on one stem," but he knew they weren't ready for a simultaneous debut. There would be plenty of time later; for now, a steady approach was best.
Yuu waited in the living room. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, he glanced at the dark house next door—the Kuroba residence.
Kaito had vanished since being sniped by Seiran. He hadn't joined the castle tour in disguise, sent any heist notices, or even called Aoko to say he was safe. Aoko, thoroughly disappointed, didn't care if he was dead or alive.
Yuu knew Kaito was alive. Conan had only brought back the egg and the injured pigeon, mentioning nothing about broken monocle shards. Either Kaito dodged the bullet entirely, or he had taken Yuu's advice and upgraded to bulletproof glass.
"Not home even at this hour... has he been gone for days?" Yuu muttered, then dismissed the thought. He cared more about who he was going to do than what Kaito was doing.
After forty minutes, Aoko's sweet voice called out from the bathroom. "Brother Yuu, we're done. Your turn."
"Coming."
As Yuu stripped down, preparing himself for the upcoming battle, Kaito Kuroba was far away in the United States, finally tracking down his unreliable mother, Chikage.
After learning so much from Yuu, Kaito had tried to verify the information over the phone but was constantly brushed off. He couldn't find the Phantom Thief Corbeau either. So, he decided to fly to the US and confront his mother face-to-face.
If he hadn't already sent the notice, he wouldn't have even attempted the heist. After stealing the egg and getting sniped, he abandoned the egg and flew straight to America. He didn't care about the heist or Aoko; he just wanted answers about his father.
As for Aoko... he figured he could smooth things over later. He was confident that their years of friendship, combined with a sincere apology and a promise to quit being Kid, would earn her forgiveness.
He didn't know that by the time he returned, he wouldn't need to ask for forgiveness—because Aoko would have already placed a "Forgiveness Hat" (green hat/cuckoldry) firmly on his head.
Similarly, Kazuha was preparing a hat for Heiji. Technically, since neither couple was officially dating, it wasn't cheating. But given their histories, Yuu felt the thrill of NTR nonetheless. It was different from Ran, where the relationship had developed slowly over time.
Also in the US was the shrunken detective. Conan, unable to reach his own unreliable parents, had convinced Agasa to fly him to New York to verify Yuu's intel.
While it was noon in New York, with Kaito and Shinichi busy seeking truths, it was deep night in Tokyo, and Yuu was busy spreading his "doctrine."
Yuu showered quickly—five minutes compared to the girls' forty. He was already clean from his daily routine; this was just to smell nice and set the mood. With no change of clothes, he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked to Aoko's bedroom door.
He knocked, and a response came immediately.
"Brother Yuu... you can come in now..."
The young girl's voice was shy and hesitant. Through the door, Yuu couldn't tell if it was Kazuha or Aoko.
Maybe both?
Clinging to a shred of hope, Yuu turned the handle and pushed open the door.
In the sweet, girly bedroom, he found Kazuha Toyama alone, freshly showered. Knowing she was about to undress anyway, she hadn't bothered borrowing pajamas from Aoko. Like Yuu, she was wrapped only in a bath towel. Seeing him enter, she shuffled back on her bare, white feet, looking flustered.
Yuu closed the door. A quick scan confirmed Aoko's absence—no threesome tonight.
Aoko had retreated to her mother's room. Since Midoriko and Ginzo had been separated for years and Midoriko wasn't home, Aoko had showered, changed, and gone to wait there, leaving her own room to Kazuha and Yuu. It was the hospitality of a good host. Giving Kazuha the first turn was also hospitality.
It definitely wasn't because she wanted to eavesdrop and mentally prepare herself!
Yuu wasn't too disappointed. Taking turns had its own benefits.
Seeing Kazuha's nervousness, he stepped forward and gently tugged at her towel. The shy girl didn't resist. The towel fell to the floor, revealing her naked, snow-white body. Her skin was flushed a lovely pink, either from the hot bath or her embarrassment.
Yuu admired her like a work of art, reaching out to brush his fingertips over her hardening nipples.
"Brother Yuu... do I really lack feminine charm?" Kazuha asked insecurely. Years of Heiji calling her a tomboy had taken their toll, and she sought validation from Yuu.
"Impossible!" Yuu declared without hesitation. "Kazuha, you're beautiful, and your body is amazing. If you lack feminine charm, then there are no women in the world!"
"Mmm..." Kazuha made a happy, small-animal noise, her last doubts vanishing. Yuu had undeniably replaced Heiji in her heart, and his words carried infinitely more weight.
Restored confidence made the energetic girl even more charming. Her emerald eyes gazed at him affectionately, no longer avoiding his look. As Yuu caressed her, her face turned redder, her breathing quickened, and her perky breasts rose and fell rapidly.
At some point, Yuu's towel also fell, and their bodies pressed together. He teased the shy, pure girl with gentle patience. One hand wandered down to her flat belly and smooth thighs, while he lowered his head to capture a perky breast in his mouth. His tongue found the proud "flower bud" and began to lick and flick it.
Kazuha's soft breast was soon wet with his saliva. The teasing sent the pure virgin soaring into the clouds. Her body felt light, and soft whimpers escaped her nose.
"Mmph... Brother... Yuu... ah..."
Intense, tingling pleasure flowed through her skin, straight to her heart, and down to her depths. Under the stimulation, her lower body spasmed, and her long legs tensed. A warm, slick fluid flowed uncontrollably from her sacred flower palace, soaking her mysterious garden.
Kazuha felt the change. She didn't know why it was happening, but she knew it was incredibly shameful. Her face turned crimson, and her green eyes misted over, lost and confused.
Yuu felt her breath hitch. His hand, now between her legs, found the area hot and wet. The tip of his tongue felt her sensitive nipple grow harder. Seeing her cute reaction and smelling the unique scent of a virgin, his own desire flared.
He picked her up and laid her on Aoko's bed. Looking at her aroused face, he lowered his head to claim the lips that symbolized her purity and his ownership.
A first kiss is unforgettable. Even in the wildest adult scenarios, the mouth often represents the last line of spiritual defense.
As Yuu's tongue pried open her teeth, an image of Heiji Hattori flashed through Kazuha's mind. But in the next instant, Yuu's dominant presence shattered Heiji's image, replacing it with his own overwhelming masculinity. Kazuha opened her heart and her mouth, accepting Yuu's invasion.
A first kiss should be sweet and green, but that wasn't enough for Yuu. His hot tongue swept through her mouth, capturing her tender tongue and tangling with it. After a moment of shock, Kazuha began to respond, clumsily fighting back with her own tongue.
Saliva formed silver threads between their lips, and the wet sounds of sucking filled the room. Kazuha was no match for Yuu; soon, she was breathless and limp, surrendering control entirely. When Yuu finally pulled away, he deliberately sucked her tongue into his mouth one last time, drawing out a long bridge of saliva that broke and fell onto her chest.
With her tongue still slightly protruding and her body glistening, the naked, energetic girl looked incredibly erotic.
Yuu chuckled at her dazed expression and resumed his caresses. His hand moved from her slender waist to her navel, circling it gently before sliding onto her skin.
"Ah!"
Kazuha gasped, the sound quickly turning into a moan. Yuu's hand moved up from her soft belly to cup her full, perky breast. He kneaded the round globe firmly. The flesh of a 17-year-old was tender and smooth; her breast felt like it was coated in lubricant as it moved in his large hand.
Yuu lay down behind her, wrapping her in his arms. He grabbed both of her breasts, kneading them vigorously. They were soft yet elastic, bouncing back into shape every time he squeezed. Treating them like water balloons, he played with her vibrant body.
After a while, his attention shifted to her tightly closed legs. Her most private place was hidden there—his ultimate goal.
He changed tactics. One hand tweaked her bean-sized nipple, while the other slid down her smooth thigh. He pressed his hand against her crotch, feeling the soft mound of Venus. Even with her legs clamped, he could feel the smoothness. There was hair, but it was sparse and soft.
He pushed his hand deeper, touching the space between her thighs. Under his relentless teasing, Kazuha finally relaxed her legs, seeking relief from the itching heat. Yuu easily found the tender petals guarding her entrance. He tried to insert a finger, but even with lubrication, she was extremely tight.
Yuu didn't rush. He withdrew his hand and replaced it with his fully erect "Golden Cudgel." He lifted one of her long, white legs, placed the hot rod against her center, and let her legs close around it.
As "Little Yuu" was sandwiched between Kazuha's soft thighs, Yuu groaned in pleasure. Kazuha's mind was a mess. She knew what the hot stick pressing against her bottom was. While secretly alarmed by its size, she felt a strange anticipation.
After enjoying her thigh gap for a while, Yuu adjusted his position. This time, the hot rod was sandwiched between her perky butt cheeks. The head pressed against the entrance of her cave, stimulating her garden with every thrust of his hips.