[The 10th Night of One Thousand and One Nights, 2012. The Sweet Kiss Supporting Characters Sweep Away Plan. Takasaka Smile Chapter]

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One Thousand and One Nights, Night Ten. The Sweet Kiss Supporting Character Cleanup Plan. Takasaka Laughing Chapter.

Author: seed.
Word Count: 23730.

*This story is purely fictional and has no connection with any real people or groups. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Turning Point

1.

The morning sun dispersed the clouds, and Tokyo finally welcomed its first sunny day since the start of the rainy season. The clear, soft
sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, injecting a touch of brightness into the dark but comfortable bedroom
. Despite it being a rare day after a long rain, our heroine had no mood to appreciate the infinitely beautiful
summer morning light. Suffering from a hangover headache, she forced herself out of bed by sheer willpower. Today
wasn't a day off; after washing up

and having breakfast, she had to catch the bus to school to teach. She shook her head vigorously, trying to force herself to wake up, but the result
was the opposite. "Ah," she cried. The shaking didn't clear the fog in her head; instead, it stimulated
the blood vessels that had dilated under the influence of alcohol, causing her to groan softly in pain.

"I should have restrained myself a little and not drunk so much, but that place's drinks are really good." She covered
her face with her hands, rubbing her numb facial muscles a few times, and smoothing her short, neat hair back a few times. Although
a slight throbbing pain still lingered deep in her head from time to time, it finally restored her brain to normal thinking.
However, she soon let out another cry of pain. "Whoa, where am I?!"

In front of her was a wall of carved wallpaper decorated with large oil paintings. To the side, there were double-layered curtains of lace, sheer cotton, and cotton fabric, and behind them,
large floor-to-ceiling windows were faintly visible. Looking up slightly, she could see a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Looking
around, the spacious room was furnished with modern yet elegant appliances and furnishings. No matter how she looked at it, it was not the 1ldk studio apartment she
was familiar with .

Looking around, all I could see were top-of-the-line furniture and brand-name appliances. The huge
bed I was lying on to my right was a famous H?stens handcrafted bed. With my meager salary, I might not be able to afford even a
mattress like that even after years of hard work. I couldn't even begin to calculate how rich

one would have to be to live in a room like this. No, no, no, now wasn't the time to complain. I should quickly try to remember how I ended up
in this super-luxury mansion. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried, all I could recall was attending a classmate reunion last night. I had a great time chatting
and drinking to my heart's content. But what happened after that was a complete blank. I just
couldn't remember anything.

"Ugh, I don't remember ever sleeping naked!!" Having been a teacher for years, Kasaka Emi was quite experienced
. Even if she was suddenly in an unfamiliar place and confused, she shouldn't yell and lose her composure.
However, the
current situation made our protagonist nervous and flustered. The soft, smooth feel of the thin blanket against her lower body and the cool, unprotected feeling of her upper body constantly reminded her of
the embarrassing reality of being completely naked.

She had woken up a few times after drinking too much and found herself with amnesia, but waking up
naked in a strange room without any explanation was undoubtedly a first. Her students
had warned her not to drink too much and get unconscious, and their worries had unfortunately come true once.

"Ugh, what kind of experience could lead to this confused state?"

Kasaka Emi, a single high school teacher, genuinely felt that
there was no morning more bewildering than this.

This feeling of helplessness and powerlessness was something she had only experienced when she first entered society; now, she was quite adept at it.
As a modern woman who dares to fight and take risks, she should remain calm and composed when faced with an unclear situation, dealing with each situation as it arises.
Our protagonist began to encourage herself, gradually calming her somewhat flustered emotions, and
then quickly racked her brains to think of a solution.

Since this kind person had taken her home—who was probably drunk and passed out on the roadside—
and undressed her before putting her on the bed, they wouldn't have just left her there unattended. Should she disregard her ladylike manners and call for help to resolve the situation
quickly, or calmly wait for someone to appear and take care of her? In any case, she needed to
find to help her fully understand her situation. However, before taking any action, she had to solve the problem of being naked, to prevent any unnecessary embarrassment

if someone suddenly appeared in front of her . 　　"Clothes, clothes, nowhere to be found!" First, she checked her own clothes, but to no avail. Xiao Ye could only pull the thin blanket tightly around her body, just enough to cover herself temporarily before moving on . Fortunately, although it was thin, it was more than enough to cover her body. The lack of clothes made her slightly uneasy, and the unexpected discovery that followed instantly heightened her unease to a state of alert. 　　As the blanket was pulled closer to her, the area beside her, which she initially thought was just a cushion, gradually lost its cover. Unexpectedly, with a few tugs, a bundle of clothing fell out. 　—A blue robe with a collar. Without even opening it, she knew it belonged to a man. Considering her position on the bed, the reason for the robe being there was immediately obvious. 　[Listening carefully, she could faintly hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom to her side. Clearly, the owner of the robe had gotten up slightly earlier than Xiao Ye and was now washing and changing.] 　　"Whoa! What a plot twist!" 　The young, dreamy teacher, now rather mature and composed, has always carefully preserved her precious virginity. In this materialistic age , 　　she's practically a rare breed. While not strikingly beautiful at first glance, her face and figure are undeniably attractive, earning her numerous admirers during her student days and remaining an object of affection for many students. However, her lingering childhood yearning for fairytale romance, coupled with a literary, melancholic fastidiousness, has led her to avoid pursuits lacking in romance or depth. She's been putting it off until now, finally approaching the threshold. 　　She knows that if she continues, she might become an unsellable "leftover woman," causing her a slight panic. But like her irresponsible parents back home, she's been urging her to quickly go on blind dates and marry just anyone.

This truly left her feeling resentful.

Of course, being picked up by a wealthy man after getting drunk and subsequently embarking on a high-society romance could be considered a melodramatic, comic book-like
adventure, but to be taken advantage of by a stranger—more importantly,
not even knowing if he was a handsome young man or a sleazy old man—without any memory of her first time, would be
utterly heartbreaking and tragic.

However, overthinking was pointless. Our strong-willed protagonist gritted her teeth, pulled the blanket tighter around herself,
and sat firmly, awaiting her fate. Fortunately, fate was somewhat kind to her, not making her wait too long.
The sound of dripping water grew fainter, and finally, with a screech of the bathroom door, a figure pushed open
and stepped . Seeing this, Xiaoye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The guy she'd almost certainly shared a bed with was undeniably male, but he was rather
thin, with delicate features. Compared to her, he probably only reached her chest – clearly still a child.

She realized she'd been too hasty; if he were a robust adult, his robe wouldn't be
so small.

The boy, still drying his wet hair, had obviously noticed Xiao Ye's tense expression on the bed.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something – should he greet her? Or was he going to scold her? But
as if hesitant, the boy's conflicted expression prevented him from speaking immediately.

While the boy hesitated, Xiao Ye had already thoroughly examined him from head to toe.

Wow! This seemingly frail boy was actually a rare handsome young man. Thick, silky long hair
cascaded casually over her shoulders, her skin was so white you could see the veins beneath, her delicate face was slightly flushed, and her
large, slightly open, light gray eyes were exceptionally alluring behind her long eyelashes—she was practically a giant Japanese
doll .

Anyone seeing such a perfect face for the first time would feel a surge of affection. A demon, oh
a demon! Even as a child, she was so alluring; wouldn't she be a scourge to the world when she grew up? For a moment, Xiao Ye even had the thought that
if she couldn't find a perfect man, perhaps starting a reverse Genji project would be a viable option.
However, she knew that such fantasies were pure nonsense, but fantasizing was harmless, and doing it occasionally might even be beneficial to
her mind and body.

Seeing that the other person was just as silent as she was, the handsome young man frowned, seemingly considering something
, and paused for half a second before finally opening his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere. However, the words that came out immediately made Xiao Ye, whose mind
was racing, both laugh and cry: "I've slept with you, you're mine!"

"Liar!!" Our heroine retorted almost instinctively. Well, although she had heard that
kids these days are precocious, and it was possible that the other person was sexually capable, she had at least seen how a pig runs even if she hadn't eaten a pig's feet.
She should feel a little uncomfortable the day after her first experience, um, that should be right, right? And
now apart from the weakness and headache from the hangover, she didn't feel any other obvious discomfort.

"This kind of joke isn't funny at all. You're still a child, and so cute at that." After thinking it over
, Xiao Ye added with a brainless laugh. Unexpectedly, the moment the words left her mouth, the
handsome young man, whose face had remained completely expressionless, immediately perked up with an arrogant and slightly mocking expression.
Saya had never seen such an expression on the face of such a young boy before. Although she didn't understand why,
she realized that her words might have touched a nerve.

"Oh? Are you looking down on me?" the boy immediately retorted loudly, "Don't let my
appearance , I'm actually a second-year middle school student. While it's not something to brag about, I have plenty of sexual experience. Compared to me,
Saya, you, at your age and still a virgin, are the one who's more like a child."

She was being looked down upon by a boy half her age. Saya didn't understand what she had done
to offend him, but that wasn't important: "You, how do you know I'm still a virgin? No, no, no,
how do you know my name and age?" The leak of her personal information made her panic. All sorts of
unexpected developments had been bombarding her today, and her panicked reaction was, frankly, somewhat unbecoming
of a teacher .

"Someone like you who carries your ID and stamp with you at all times, a simple phone call would be enough to find out everything,"

the boy continued, not forgetting to curl his lip in disdain. "A grown man like you, still getting drunk on the street?
Someone must be watching over you to prevent this. As for how I knew you were a virgin, that was originally my expectation of you.
But seeing you always subconsciously wrapping yourself in the blanket again and again, I tried to trick you a little. I didn't expect you
to admit it so quickly."

Ugh, not only was she despised, but she was also schemed against and lectured. What's worse, Xiaoye was speechless and
could only lower her head, internally justifying herself that she was just occasionally a little absent-minded.

The pitiful expression she showed after being scolded only a few times suggests that Teacher Xiaoye
might actually be what we often call outwardly strong but inwardly weak. However, the boy was clearly very satisfied with her defeated and dejected
expression. He took two steps to the bedside and continued his tirade, looking down at her: "Your family background is average, and you didn't
graduate from a prestigious university. You're having trouble supporting yourself, yet you have no self-awareness and insist on becoming a high-level white-collar worker instead of getting
married early. You must be harboring some unrealistic fantasies.

You're just a delusional idiot." "How do you know all this? Are you a mind reader?"

"Well, the stories of spinsters are all pretty much the same, hmph!"

Ugh, even if you're smug, there's no need to snort and ridicule others. This behavior made Xiaoye
even more want to cry. Kids these days are really terrifying. They only look like angels, but what they think
and say is more terrifying than demons.

The boy continued to talk incessantly, but his high-pitched tone became increasingly deep and magnetic, as tempting as golden maple syrup
.

"Aren't you happy? Compared to pampered, arrogant women who think they're so clever, I'm
much more fond of your simple, honest, and straightforward nature." Huh? This topic seems to be heading in the wrong direction.

"This type is rare these days. The ones I've been with are nothing compared to you.
Although much younger than you, no matter how innocent they seem, none of them are virgins..." Why, why
is the topic of virginity being brought up again?

"Picking you up from the roadside drunk on my way home from my birthday party might just mean you're a
birthday gift from God."

Ugh, this doesn't sound like a child's joke at all, and he's already reaching for her
face as he speaks. "If it's you, as long as you serve me well, I'll definitely treat you sincerely and cherish
you. Becoming my woman isn't a crisis for you, but an opportunity. And since you're already in my bed,
I certainly won't let you go easily without leaving something behind. So now, open the covers and let me take a good look at
your body."

Xiaoye tried to back away, finally preventing the boy's hand from touching her feigned smile: "Ah, although
I don't understand what you mean at all, and I have no idea who you are, thank you for picking me up from the roadside
. But I'm about to go to work, so I think I have to leave right now." A mature
professional woman can't forget to hide her embarrassment, but even a complete idiot
could understand from the boy's words that her situation was extremely unfavorable.

"So, please, please give me back my clothes first." She really wanted to
run away , but unfortunately, she couldn't go anywhere naked.

The boy frowned slightly: "Oh. It seems you really don't understand your situation. Didn't you see
the family crest on the wall? But like other women, once you understand my identity, you should be
obedient and well-behaved." Although he didn't touch Xiaoye's face, the boy was still very smug.
The look in his eyes immediately made Xiaoye feel like a herbivore being targeted by some ferocious beast.

"My name is Yamagata Sanehisa. You may have heard of me, no, as a history teacher, you must have
. Knowing my name will definitely help you understand your situation better, and you should also understand
why have the right to take advantage of someone like you." The young man leisurely introduced himself. "However,
among the women I've been with, you are the best of the best. Whether it's your appearance, figure, personality, or even your voice, you
perfectly match my ideal partner. I sincerely feel that it's an honor to be the first
man . Of course, I think you can understand that I have the ability to make myself the last one."

Isn't Yamagata the family whose history can be traced back to the Azuchi-Momoyama period, who was granted a title during the Meiji era, and later became a major capitalist by
investing industry, dominating both the political and economic worlds? He had heard on the news that the former head of the family
passed the position to his young grandson before his death because his son was involved in the yakuza. And that newly rich young master and
the second-generation seemed to really be named Yamagata Sanehisa. It seems that this is the man in front of him.

No wonder he could act so mature and speak so arrogantly at such a young age. If it really
is him, then he certainly has the power to control everything and the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods, easily manipulating an
ordinary high school teacher like herself with no background.

Waaah, becoming the first man to enter her body is easy to understand, but becoming the last has many
interpretations. Is this going to be a case of rape followed by murder?

Xiaoye continued to feel uneasy. She was already worried about losing her virginity for no reason, and now she might even
lose her life. "Waaah!" Bad luck, a life full of twists and turns.

"Looks like you've finally figured it out." Watching the changing emotions on Xiaoye's face, Shiku reached out and touched
Xiaoye's face again. This time, Xiaoye didn't flinch. She was now somewhat terrified by the dangerous situation and the boy
's thuggish aura. This kid was definitely a demon.

Having achieved his goal, Shiki gently caressed and kneaded Xiaoye's round face a few times. "Your skin is really good,
and your figure is quite well-maintained. You must pay attention to your diet and exercise every day. Oh, you're going to ask me
how I know? I saw and touched you thoroughly last night, but you were as drunk as a log and
didn't know anything about my manipulations." Whether it was appreciation for Xiaoye's cooperative attitude or he was very fond of
the smooth and soft texture in his hands, he actually started to tease her, even nodding twice with a satisfied smile as if appraising a work of art
.

But that smile had a completely different meaning in Xiaoye's eyes, turning into a lewd and wicked chuckle from a spoiled brat.

She thought she'd met a harmless, handsome young man, but instead, she'd encountered a cunning and wicked one. She'd truly
met the wrong person . Now, there was no point in talking about being a professional woman or being mature and calm. Xiao Ye really didn't want to be stuffed into an empty oil drum,
doused with cement, and sunk into Tokyo Bay. Being pragmatic was a virtue, so she lowered her head, closed her eyes,
gritted her teeth, silently allowed the boy to do whatever he wanted to her.

Shiku was naturally pleased to see the beauty before him resigned to her fate and give up resisting. So, he boldly began to remove
the thin blanket tightly wrapped around her body, peeling it like an orange, quickly revealing her firm breasts
.

Waaah! She had carefully guarded her chastity for so many years, only to become the sex toy of a rich young master
, and possibly even be silenced after being violated.

With a pale face and wild thoughts, in the blink of an eye, she had been peeled into a smooth, boiled egg.

As she watched the other person's hand slowly reach towards her chest and genitals, feelings of tension, fear, grievance, and helplessness
surged to their peak.

But then: Bang, bang, bang. An

unexpected knock on the door abruptly interrupted everything.

The

crisp knocking sound rang out at the last minute, instantly breaking the tension between Yamagata Mikiya's impending evil and Takasaka
Saya's self-pity.

"Young master, we're coming in." A monotone voice, with barely audible pauses, rang out from outside the door. Then
, the doorknob clicked open, and another crisp, clear
voice, brimming with energy and vitality, greeted her mindlessly: "Oh my! What a beautiful day!"

One with short hair, one with long hair; one with slanted eyes, one with downcast eyes; one quick-witted and lively, one deep and serene—
two girls dressed in modified maid outfits pushed open the door and entered.

"Oh dear, young master, did you bring another woman home last night? Although my elder sister
usually turns a blind eye to this kind of thing and even slightly encourages it, you are still young after all."
"You have to be careful not to overdo it and ruin your health!" The short-haired, slanted-eyed, quick-witted and
lively

girl immediately announced loudly as if afraid everyone wouldn't know, as soon as she saw what was happening inside the door. "Hmm," the long-haired,
downcast-eyed, deep and quiet girl said calmly, her voice completely devoid of any doubt.

Hearing the two girls' back-and-forth, almost comedic conversation, Xiaoye immediately looked up towards the door.
When she confirmed who had entered, her tense nerves instantly relaxed, and tears
streamed down her cheeks as she relaxed. She really hadn't expected
to .

The two maids who entered were Minazuki Ruri and Dewa Aine. Although they weren't students in Saya's class,
they were the president and vice-president of the tea ceremony club she frequented. Their personalities complemented each other, but they both spoke in unusual, distinctive accents.
Since entering school, they had been well-known best friends and prominent figures at the school—so familiar that they were
impossible to forget.

"Oh dear, although I don't understand what's going on, it really is the young master's
consistent style of liking to bully girls. I've seen him make women much older than himself cry three times." Minazuki Ruri,
as sharp-tongued as ever, dominated the atmosphere in the room within ten seconds of her arrival.

"I just startled her a little." Interrupted, Miku glared at Ruri resentfully, hesitated
for a few seconds, then finally hardened his face and got out of bed.

"Give her her clothes and purse back, let her have breakfast before taking her to work." He strode angrily
to the door, then, as if making a decision, pushed it open to leave.

Before his figure could disappear through the open doorway, he belatedly turned around and roared in an
exasperated voice, "You two, stop spreading rumors about me in front of her! Those girls were only
crying because I had too much fun with them!"

After yelling, his face was flushed, and he glanced at Xiao Ye, who was helplessly slumped on the bed
wiping away tears, with complicated emotions. Finally, he sighed, strode away,

and left. Escaping the jaws of death so easily left Xiao Ye with a surreal feeling. She wiped away her tears,
recalling what had just happened, and a thought slowly crept into her mind that she seemed to have missed a great opportunity.

Liu Li and Ai Yin didn't disturb her, bringing her dry-cleaned clothes and
breakfast as she sat there in a daze.

"Oh dear, although the young master is a bit spoiled and domineering, and somewhat lecherous, he's not a bad person at heart."

Perhaps feeling that leaving her in this daze wasn't a solution, Liuli couldn't help but say something
to try and break the awkward silence. This wasn't meant to comfort or warn, but it did manage to pull her
back to reality.

At this moment, Xiaoye really felt her brain wasn't working properly. She should have finished her meal and left this
awkward , then completely forgotten this terrifying encounter. But she couldn't shake
the look in the young man's eyes as he left. She saw many deep and complex emotions in that glance, but she truly couldn't understand why
she had become the object of that affectionate gaze.

Curiosity really does kill the cat. Unable to figure it out, she finally blushed and
asked the question that had been nagging at her, but what came out was, "Minazuki-kun,
what a strange encounter, hehe." Ugh

! Ruri chuckled, while Aine maintained her poker face: "Teacher, after all this time,
you didn't just want to say that, did you?"

"Hehehe, actually, there are some things I wanted to ask you." She scratched her head sheepishly, sticking out her tongue and
making a face. Ugh! Don't you want to maintain your teacher's authority? "I've heard before that wealthy families are incredibly decadent in both
their daily lives and nightlife. You, you and Izuha-kun are here, so it's
because you're both Yamagata-kun's women, and you've slept with him?"

"Teacher, you might have misunderstood. We're not the young master's maids, but rather the
maids of his older sister, Yamagata Aya-sama, who became the head of the family." Aine explained calmly, "
Although the young master often brings women home to spend the night, he has never done anything like abducting women. We
don't know what he said to you, but I think it was just to scare you."

"As for whether you've slept with him..." Ruri interjected, "Aine and I are indeed Aya-sama's
lovers, but we were never coerced. We stayed by her
side completely willingly." She didn't bother to lower her voice, as if she was afraid that those around her wouldn't hear clearly.

"Aine and I live in poverty because of our family circumstances. We are only able to attend school and live normally
thanks to my older sister's care. So, whether it's becoming my older sister's personal maid, taking over
the tea ceremony club that she founded, or even offering our bodies, we feel that it's not enough to repay
her kindness."

"Although my older sister is very manly and domineering, she is not rough when she pampers us. Instead, she
is very gentle. It is an unparalleled blessing to be loved by such a charming woman as my older sister. Just thinking about
her slender fingers and nimble tongue makes me feel like I'm ascending to heaven." He spoke eloquently, but Xiaoye
was immediately blushing even more from these lewd words.

"It is true that wealthy families are very decadent, just as you said. After all, with power and money, there is no reason not to make the most of it.
However, things cannot be generalized. Being loved by Aya-neechan is truly a very happy thing.
I hope you can understand us, teacher." Ruri was already a little too excited, and Aine continued to explain.

"Is that so? This isn't the first time I've encountered yuri (lesbians), and I think there are
students like that in my class too, but this is definitely the first time I've met someone as straightforward and uninhibited as you two.
I won't look down on you; isn't there a saying: 'Love knows no age or gender'?" She
quickly clarified her position, afraid of creating unnecessary distance between them.

However, as she said this, a faint sense of resentment and disappointment welled up inside her: "Hearing you say that,
does Yamagata-kun really have hugged many women?"

It could be said that it was all because of that deep, affectionate glance. Unbeknownst to her,
the yearning and expectation for true love hidden in her heart had been deeply seduced by that look. She didn't realize that she had unknowingly
stepped into a bottomless abyss, about to sink into it and be unable to extricate herself.

As someone who had been through it all, Ruri immediately understood the complex expression on Xiaoye's face. "Oh dear,
should I say it's right or wrong?" She smiled, her face full of feigned mystery: "It's true that Young Master Shijiu often
brings women home for the night. But at most, they are just hostesses or escort students. Once they've had their way with you, you give them some compensation
the next day and quickly send them away. Young Master wouldn't have the slightest hesitation or
pity for such women." She began to gradually guide the confused Xiaoye, hoping to pull her closer to
the sweet trap that she and Aine were already deeply trapped in. "Based on my understanding of the young master, he must really cherish her

to have given up on violating her just because Aine and I suddenly barged in ." She paused deliberately here. "However, some things are unnecessary to discuss now. If you want to understand further, you need to be prepared." 　　Without waiting for Xiaoye's reply, she continued, "You need to get to school early to prepare, right? And it's almost time for my sister to wake up. She needs a good morning kiss from Aine and me every day before she'll get up. We need to go to her bedside and wait for her." 　　She devised a plan: "I think it would be better if you confirmed your thoughts and really wanted to understand the young master's affairs more deeply, then come to the rooftop during lunch break to find Aine and me. We 'll definitely tell you everything we know. So, Xiaoye-sensei, see you at school." As soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed Aine and quickly ran out of the bedroom. The other two maids knocked and entered to continue serving Xiaoye as she dressed and ate . 　　After the meal, Xiaoye's handbag was returned. Guided by a maid, she walked through the corridor and foyer to the front door. As expected, the residence was situated within a sizable estate. The car arranged to take her to work was a stretched Lincoln limousine. 　　This might be the only time in her life she'd ride in such a luxurious vehicle. She got into the car and was immediately startled to find Shiku, the very man who had caused her hesitation, sitting opposite her. 　　Shiku had changed out of his bathrobe and was now wearing a well-fitting suit. Although still slender, the suit gave him a touch of masculinity. However, his face was gloomy, and he seemed much angrier than in the morning, clearly still unhappy about his morning's amorous encounter being abruptly interrupted. 　　The car slowly started moving, Shiku staring fiercely at Xiaoye. However, Xiaoye remembered that the disgruntled young man wasn't truly menacing, and that he had been intimidated by the maid's sharp words, so she felt less afraid than before. Was this actually a form of possessiveness on his part? Lost in her own analysis, she found herself somewhat amused . 　　Shiku quickly realized his intimidation hadn't worked, and reluctantly stopped his pointless glaring. He looked away and remained silent for a moment, creating an awkward atmosphere in the car. The car slowly moved until it stopped beside a school, where he finally broke the silence. 　　"Although I don't know what my sister's women said to you, I think they have some self-awareness and wouldn't be so foolish as to complain to my sister about me for your sake. When I found you, I already decided to make you my woman, so even if it angers my sister, don't think I'll give up." He stared intently into Xiaoye's eyes as he spoke, his tone filled with resentment. 　　"Don't think you can escape me now. I already played with your body thoroughly last night . Even if I didn't take your virginity, you're practically mine now." Seeing that Xiaoye didn't react, he started shouting angrily, his expression becoming more and more like a child who was unhappy about having something they wanted taken away. 　　"Anyway, I get out of school early and will pick you up from work. You'd better give me a satisfactory answer then , or I definitely won't let this go." After saying that, he turned around, got out of the car, took the schoolbag handed to him by the driver, and angrily strode away without looking back. 　　Hearing the harsh words that Shiku had uttered, Xiaoye's face actually flushed slightly. Thinking about how her naked body had been carelessly kneaded and played with like a toy by the handsome boy when she collapsed on the bed last night, besides feeling ashamed and her face burning, she also felt a strange kind of immoral pleasure. With this feeling, the car safely took her to Kaguya High School, where she worked. 　　Teacher Xiaoye, usually full of energy, seemed preoccupied today. During students noticed her absent-mindedness, prompting several female students to approach her worriedly during break. This made Xiaoye feel even more unbecoming of a teacher. However, she couldn't really blame herself—whether she took a step forward or a step back, this would be a crucial decision that would determine her fate. Whether she wanted to or not, she had to make a decision. She began to silently encourage herself, trying to clarify her true intentions. 　　What is the meaning of a woman's life? Is it a peaceful life as a wife and mother, or the reckless pursuit of true love? 　　Actually, none of that matters. Women are more like emotional and driven by desire. If you remove all their escape routes , they become more passionate and daring in love and hate than men. 　　As lunch break drew ever closer, Xiaoye finally began to sort out her true thoughts after her initial confusion. Since she couldn't escape it, she might as well enjoy it, especially since the object of her affection was a handsome . Thinking about it carefully, she realized she wasn't young anymore, and whatever the outcome, she wouldn't be completely at a disadvantage. 　　It didn't take long to come to this realization; the woman in action quickly exuded boundless charm . Finally, lunch break arrived. After a quick preparation in the office, Xiaoye eagerly climbed the stairs to the top floor, where Ruri and Aine were already waiting as promised. 　　"We already informed Big Sister about the young master and teacher's situation this morning. After learning a little about the teacher, Big Sister, who has always been laissez-faire, has surprisingly decided to intervene in the young master's affairs this time!" As if showing off, Ruri, with her loud voice, immediately rattled off her achievement as soon as Xiaoye reached the top floor .

"My older sister said that if Teacher doesn't want to have anything to do with the Yamagata family, she will step in to stop the young master from
pursuing Teacher and will also restrain him so that he won't appear in front of Teacher again and cause her any trouble." Aine
explained a slow, unhurried tone that made everyone anxious: "Conversely
, if Teacher is willing to be with the young master, my older sister promises to find a way to cover for Teacher and try her best not to let Teacher
suffer any injustice."

"Hmm, hmm, it seems my older sister immediately understands why the young master is so determined to have Teacher." Ruri
nodded exaggeratedly twice, continuing the conversation: "With my older sister's guarantee, Teacher should be able
to make a decision without any worries, right?" She paused deliberately here, then adopted a teasing tone:
"However, judging from your expression, I think the answer is already obvious. But please say it yourself, teacher
."

Although she had made up her mind, Xiaoye still felt shy saying it out loud, and her voice became soft
: "I... I'm not young anymore. If I miss this opportunity, I may never experience
love again. So even if I have to be a mistress, I don't want to miss this chance. Besides..." Her
voice grew softer and softer, "Besides, the object is a rich young master, and he's so cute."
At this point, her voice became almost inaudible.

However, in an instant, she began to loudly defend herself: "But that doesn't mean that teacher likes young boys
, especially since middle school students can't be called boys anymore..." Gradually, she became incoherent: "
Although they look only that big, but, but..."

Fortunately, Ruri interrupted her madness at the right time: "Saya-sensei, being a mistress is still uncertain.
In a sense, teacher might be a rare lucky one."

"This is an invitation from onee-sama to teacher." Aine said, handing over a letter.

"Huh, what does this mean?" Saya asked in confusion, taking the letter and opening it.

"Actually, young master Shiku doesn't have a fiancée yet, and teacher has a very good chance of becoming young master's legal wife."

Saying this, she looked at Saya with a sly little fox expression. "But it's still
far from certain, let's wait until Teacher and Big Sister meet before we talk about it."

Although we're much younger, we're experienced veterans when it comes to sex.
After meeting Big Sister, we might even have a chance to teach Teacher how to please his lover.

Three .

Yamagata Miku's face was ten times worse than in the morning.

After school, he had his driver take the car directly to the gate of Kaguya High School to wait for Kosaka Eya to get off work, planning to
use any means necessary—whether it was gentle persuasion or coercion—to bring her home.

However, things didn't go as planned. He waited until almost all the teachers and students had left the school but still couldn't find her . He
sent his driver to inquire and learned from the remaining students that Eya had slipped away early that morning with the two presidents and vice-
presidents through a hole in the wire fence behind the school.

"What are those two busybodies up to?" he muttered through gritted teeth, quickly trying
to find out the address of Xiaoye's apartment and driving there immediately. Unsurprisingly, he was disappointed again. The landlord
said that the older, beautiful teacher, Ms. Kosaka, hadn't returned since leaving yesterday morning and had asked worriedly if
something bad had happened.

After patiently waiting for another two hours, he finally lost patience and angrily told the driver to
drive .

"Fine, they're playing hide-and-seek with me. Running away beforehand to avoid a meeting is indeed a good
delaying tactic , but you can't hide forever. As long as you still work at this school, I'll always find a way
to meet you.

" Today's failure was probably because the luxury car was too conspicuous. He secretly planned to
call the construction workers now to fix the gap in the fence, considering it a public service. He'd then
find an excuse to skip class tomorrow, sneak into Kaguya High School, and go directly to Shoya's class or office.
Even if those two women tipped her off beforehand, he'd make sure she had nowhere to escape.

He couldn't speak for other places, but at least in Bunkyo Ward, the Yamagata family's reputation offered unparalleled
convenience. His only fear was that things might get complicated. Those two women were favored by his sister; if they were foolish enough to
complain to her and attract her intervention, the problem could become quite troublesome. Although he had
officially succeeded as head of the family, he wasn't yet of legal age to rule; his sister still held the real power in the household.

Just then, the car slowly drove into the manor gate. Shiku immediately realized that the people who came out to greet
him weren't the usual butler and welcoming maids, but the two he had just been cursing inwardly:
his sister's personal maids, Mizuki Ruri and Izuha Aine. His heart skipped a beat; he knew his worst
fears had come true.

He had underestimated these two's efficiency, damn it! He cursed inwardly, unable to understand why
they were so eager to cause him trouble. They

were usually always around his sister, but lately, whenever they had free time, they'd run over to him, even taking over
a lot of the main house maids' daily work. Could it be that his sister had given them some instructions to keep a close watch on
him? Had she finally decided to fulfill her guardianship responsibilities and start keeping a close eye on him?

But it was too late to dwell on it; he could only grit his teeth and deal with whatever came his way.

If his older sister really decided to personally intervene and force him to curb his long-standing willful behavior, he would really
have little room for maneuver. He could resort to double-dealing or guerrilla tactics, but ultimately, they
wouldn't solve anything.

"Young Master, your sister wants you to see her in the tatami room. She has something she wants to discuss with you before dinner."

It was Minazuki who spoke. This girl, who relied on her sister's favor to act recklessly, had a wicked grin
on her face that was infuriating. Unfortunately, she was her sister's pampered child, and he couldn't do anything about her.

Sanekyu could only move towards the tatami room while simultaneously striking up conversations with the two maids, hoping to glean some fragmented information and
devise a strategy for his response when he saw his sister. "You must have said something you shouldn't have to my sister,
right?" But his troubled and helpless expression made his words sound more like a complaint than a plea for information.

"Please rest assured, young master. As Aya-neechan's (Miss Mikyu's) maids, Ruri and I
would never gossip about anything detrimental to her or the family." It was Izuha who answered. Trying to extract any useful information from her completely
emotionless was pure wishful thinking.

"You've misunderstood us, young master," Minazuki quickly pretended to wipe away tears, but Mikyu could
clearly hear the schadenfreude in her voice. "Neechan is very concerned about your well-being, young master. We were
just reporting what we knew to her."

Hey! Don't you understand you're interfering with someone else's love? Be careful you don't get kicked to death by a horse after you leave the house
!

Of course, these were just thoughts in his mind; saying them aloud was absolutely out of the question.
Mikyu pouted , and finally, reluctantly, stepped into the tatami room.

Since his grandfather's death, and his father's inexplicable declaration of severing their father-son relationship and "packing" him up in this
mansion , he thought he would lose his freedom forever. Unexpectedly, life has been surprisingly leisurely.
The various bad habits he developed from hanging out with all sorts of hooligans since childhood have not only been ignored by everyone else in the mansion, but
even his older sister, who is responsible for disciplining him, clearly turns a blind eye.

Accustomed to doing whatever he wants, he has become even more
unrestrained than he was in the head house, now that he has more leeway. However, these good days are truly coming to an end. Although there's no precedent
to follow, if his sister really says something, both as the younger brother and as the head of the family, he
'll have to rein himself in for a while.

After announcing his arrival and pushing open the sliding door, he sees his sister sitting at the table enjoying tea. Because it's a Japanese-style room,
the space is small, suitable for solitude or private conversations.

Yamagata Aya, currently studying at the University of Tokyo, apparently had no classes scheduled for this afternoon. Upon seeing her half
-brother enter, she remained silent, first taking a cushion from beside her and tossing it in front of
Miku, inviting him to sit down next to her. Then, she poured him a cup of tea.

Having founded and served as president of the tea ceremony club in high school, and also as student council president for a term, she was usually kind and
gentle, but when she acted, she was decisive and exuded a powerful aura. Since the passing of her grandfather, who had cared for her, she
had gradually unified the various factions within the family with her gentle yet firm demeanor and skillful
maneuvering, quickly becoming the de facto controller of the family. As the family's various businesses gradually stabilized, her presence became increasingly restrained; even
sitting subtly conveyed a sense of authority.

However, to Miku's surprise, she began their conversation in a calm and casual manner, like chatting about everyday matters.

First, she told him she planned to visit her ancestral home during the summer vacation and asked if he wanted to go with her.
Then she talked about the recent situations of her family members and relatives, and some trivial things she had seen and heard at school recently.
They talked for half an hour, but she didn't mention a word about bringing a woman home the night before.

Shijiu, who had already decided to deny it if questioned, was completely baffled. He couldn't
figure out what his sister was up to, so he could only go along with it and answer whatever she asked. The conversation
continued like this, and eventually, she became interested in his life and studies.

"Final exams are coming up soon, aren't they? As far as I know, your grades, while not outstanding
, have never been anything to complain about. It seems everyone in our family is quite quick to learn. But you'll be taking the high school entrance exams next year, so you can't let your studies slip
like this . I heard from the driver that you complained about how hard social studies was to understand, is that right?"

"That's the teacher's problem, not mine..."

"No matter whose problem it is, it's never good for your grades to drop because of it. Don't you think this
is a good opportunity to hire a tutor?"

Talking about studies and life is fine, but hiring a tutor is really too abrupt. Yamagata Miku
looked completely surprised. Anyone familiar with the life of a prestigious family would find it inexplicable.

Yamagata Ieyasu isn't some ordinary kid you can just grab off the street. His tutor isn't someone
you can just find anytime. Needless to say, they need to have the necessary abilities, and they also need certain
qualifications character to avoid gossip. However, people with both ability and qualifications generally don't have
the time or energy to be tutors. Besides, social skills aren't really a crucial subject for college entrance exams; even if someone's grades
aren't good, few people really care.

Why is his sister suddenly bringing this up now? Sanekyu's mind raced, unable to
understand his sister's purpose, but he also knew it couldn't be entirely meaningless.

However, Yamagata Aya wasn't going to keep her younger brother in suspense: "Takasaka Emi, my alma mater's Japanese history
teacher, the woman you brought back yesterday, is in this room. Just now, I met with her
and we talked about some topics that interest me, such as history, geography, and law. Her knowledge is both broad and solid;
in my opinion, she would have no problem tutoring junior high school students in social studies." She stated her intention in a calm tone,
as unperturbed as if she were discussing the weather, but it caught Miku completely off guard.

"Of course, we talked about more than just that. We also learned a little about her life. Although
she's much older than me, she seemed a bit awkward when we first met, which was very cute, wasn't it?
But she quickly adapted to my pace and asked me a series of questions."

"Reserved yet independent, gentle yet dignified—in my eyes, she's a good teacher who is both modern and traditionally
virtuous . Is it because of the progress of the times? She's much better than the teachers I had when I was in school.
I think this is what people often call a Yamato Nadeshiko?"

She murmured her praise, but Shigehisa immediately felt a red alert. Although he didn't
understand or what she was planning, he was very clear about her sexual orientation.

Waaah, what do you mean, sister? Are you plotting to steal the woman your brother has his eye on?

Ami continued her rambling: "Liuli told me that you've become infatuated with women much older than you, and I'm
not surprised at all. Women who exude intellectual charm unconsciously because of their maturity always attract men to go crazy for them.
Grandpa and Dad were both tempted by the same type of women, and now you've followed in their footsteps. Grandpa always says
it's a family curse, but to me it's just a rather interesting tradition."

However, she quickly noticed her brother's increasingly gloomy expression. "Sigh, why aren't you saying anything?" she
asked with concern, then understood the reason for his bad mood: "Are you worried that your sister will steal
the woman you like? Hahaha, is my little brother jealous of his own sister? How cute."

"Oh, don't worry. My tastes are very different from yours." She covered her mouth and chuckled, getting
up and patting her brother's shoulder to reassure him. "I've never done anything like stealing someone else's love.

Ripe fruit is tempting, but delicate flowers are my true love. Of course, it's not something
to brag about."

"Sister, what... what do you mean?" Yamagata Miku was really confused. Although she was his older
sister , they weren't born of the same mother. He had lived with his father since he was little, while his sister had been raised by his grandfather.
They had never lived together and knew very little about each other. Although he didn't know if his sister knew anything about
him , he had only recently truly realized that he had such a sister
.

Ever since arriving at this mansion, he had been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding meeting her for fear of causing embarrassment. But
now, hearing her mention Grandpa and Dad, and making those shameless jokes, he truly realized he knew
absolutely nothing about his sister.

Seeing her brother still looking bewildered, Yamagata Aya sighed, got up, and sat down
beside him. She reached out and patted his head, and after a couple of pats, seemingly not quite satisfied, she pressed his head against
her chest and continued stroking it.

Suddenly being treated so affectionately, especially with his head resting on his sister's breasts, made Shigehisa blush and
feel embarrassed. He hadn't expected that his
sister, who, despite her seemingly gentle demeanor, could be more ruthless than many of the thugs he'd met as a child, would actually be so easygoing. He inwardly complained about
his father, whose gloomy expression always clung to his sister, leaving a false impression in his subconscious.
The person before him now was clearly no different from a loving older sister.

"Sister, I might have misunderstood you. After learning about what happened to our parents back then, I've always been
afraid to see you. After all, my mother stole your father away, and many people even said that your father
killed your mother to marry my mother, and then abandoned your sister, leaving her all alone from childhood."

Held in her sister's arms, Shijiu was still somewhat trembling: "I thought you must hate me so much,
that you'd want to kill me."

"Grandpa and Dad were at fault. Shiku wasn't even born then. Even if I was immature, I wouldn't hold a grudge against
you." Aya released Shiku, but still held his shoulder, staring into his eyes. "You
probably don't know much about what happened back then. Let me take this opportunity to clarify things briefly."

Yamagata

Aya began to recount the family history, gently smoothing her younger brother's hair as she spoke . "The Yamagata family has a long history and traditional values. They've always been extremely cautious
about major life events like marriage, which can determine the family's fate . Being born into a wealthy family means you have to be aware of your place, but Grandpa was very independent and arrogant when he was young. Unfortunately, fate, that mischievous fellow, loved to play tricks on people like him, making him fall in love with the wrong woman, leaving him heartbroken and filled with lifelong regret." 　　"Compared to Grandpa, Dad was an even more rebellious child. As Grandpa's only son, he desperately didn't want Dad to follow in his footsteps. Back then, your mother had a notorious reputation in the underworld, and Grandpa worried that their marriage would bring endless trouble to Dad's life, possibly even costing him his life. So he vehemently opposed his relationship with your mother, even threatening to sever their father-son relationship." 　　"Both men were very self-righteous. Dad outwardly obeyed Grandpa's orders and married my mother under his arrangement, but secretly he still met with your mother privately and made vows of eternal love. Grandpa hoped that my mother would quickly give birth to an heir to change Dad's mind, or at least ensure that the main family line wouldn't end. But with my birth, the conflict between the two intensified, and in the end, they resolutely chose to completely break off their relationship ." 　　"Dad severed all ties with the family and turned to your mother. After my mother died, he had planned to take me with him to live with her, but Grandpa mobilized the family members to resist him and even used legal means to prevent him from seeing me. Looking back now, it's hard to say whether this decision was right or wrong, but Grandpa told me more than once that he felt very guilty." 　　"As for my mother's death, although some people say that she was heartbroken and ruined her health, her health had been poor ever since she gave birth to me. She was actually very lucky to have lived for so many years. Her death was no one's fault, or rather, everyone was more or less responsible. I don't know what Dad said to you later, but if even you, who never met her, have a psychological burden because of this, that would be terrible." 　　"Whether you come from a privileged background or a humble one, everyone should have the right to choose their own path, as long as they are prepared to bear the consequences. Whether it's Dad or Grandpa, everyone simply chose what they believed to be the right path. You're still very young. As long as you're not manipulated by a wicked woman with ulterior motives, whatever the outcome, it should be a valuable life experience for you. Love, hate, sweetness, or pain—experiencing more of the flavors of love is never a bad thing." 　　Finally, she smiled and pinched her brother's puffed-up cheek. "Okay, after saying all this, I mainly wanted to make my stance clear to you. Since you moved in with me, I've noticed you've been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding me, which is not how siblings should interact. I hope to take this opportunity to get closer to you." 　　"I don't want to use my guardianship authority to interfere with your freedom, and you don't need to hold back. Isn't it normal for an older sister to support her younger brother's love life? Tell me how you brought her back, and how you feel about her. Although I've heard some things from her, I still don't fully understand your thoughts." 　　The older sister's sincere confession indeed won the younger brother's favor. Having gone this far, Shijiu felt there was no need to continue treating his sister as an obstacle he had to overcome, and he quickly changed his attitude and decided to be honest.

Facing his family, he shed his previous guard and lowered his head slightly, displaying a very shy
demeanor : "Okay, sister, then tell me about the woman I like. You also think she's a good woman,
and I'm quite happy to hear that."

Seeing her brother's shy smile, Yamagata Aya knew she had achieved her goal
: "Oh, what's there to be shy about? A real man does what he does, why be afraid to say it?" She teased,
preparing to investigate further to dispel her brother's doubts.

"Last night I saw someone collapsed on the roadside. I genuinely picked her up out of kindness, but I don't
know if this counts as love at first sight. When I put her on my bed, I suddenly felt she was so
charming. Her sleeping face, her small mouth, and her serene smile all seemed to be seducing me.
None of the women I've met before have ever given me this feeling." Miku carefully recounted his story,
constantly observing his sister's reaction.

Aya listened attentively without offering any personal opinions, which put Sanehisa at ease, allowing him to pour
out his own thoughts.

"It really felt like a demon was whispering in my ear. I quickly felt I couldn't control my
impulses . I wanted to hug her, kiss her, and feel the warmth of her skin. But I didn't give in to my impulses.
I just mischievously undressed her piece by piece, admiring her skin inch by inch. I felt both excited
and happy. The way she curled up unconsciously and pouted because she was cold was so cute. Seeing it
made the whole world seem beautiful to me."

"I was afraid of waking her up, so I carefully stroked her bare back, her lower abdomen, and her legs, but I
didn't go any further and violate her. She was so defenseless. In that situation, I could
have taken her without any resistance, but I was afraid of leaving a shadow in her heart. After hesitating again and again, I still restrained my desires and just
held her for the night." As he said this, he lowered his head even further, acting more like a
child experiencing his first love. Of course, his words didn't show any sign of that.

"I couldn't sleep at all. As dawn approached, I ran to the bathroom to take a shower and calm my racing
mind, hoping to think about how I would face her when she woke up, and what reason I would give for my
offense. But I couldn't come up with anything. When I opened the bathroom door and saw her wrapped tightly in the sheets
, staring at me warily, my heart clenched. I wanted to rush to her side and tell her
that I meant her no harm. From that moment on, I was determined to make her my woman. She was
so lovely, and I knew that if I let go, I might never meet such a charming girl again in my life."

"But I still had no clue. The only thing I could think of was how to keep her, so I scared
her and said a lot of harsh things." His voice grew softer and softer, eventually tinged with self-reproach.

"Oh dear, it seems all the men in the Yamagata family are hopelessly infatuated. But at least you
only an ordinary high school teacher, unlike Dad who likes a yakuza boss, or Grandpa who likes a foreign
intelligence agent." Aya teased, pinching Miku's cheek again, actually to comfort him. "You
've always been able to command the world, but when it comes to the girl you truly care about, you finally realize your
powerlessness, right? But it's okay, I can help you achieve your love. I'm
definitely ."

"Yeah, I believe that." Miku nodded, adding, of course, "But you have to promise
not to for her. She's so cute. If you make a move on her, I'll hold a grudge against you for life."

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Aya held out her hand, palm facing forward, as a promise.

"I have good news for you. According to the information Ruri and Aine gave me, Ms. Xiaoye actually
has a lot of feelings for you too. I noticed quite a few things when I talked to her just now. Although
it mutual affection, she's still prepared to give you the chance to pursue her and readily agreed to be your
tutor. Although she appears very strong and decisive, she's actually very kind at heart and has a bit of a dreamy, girlish
quality. I can tell that deep down she's actually a traditional woman who's easily tamed."

Ami pulled her younger brother's shoulders and arms close, trying to bring his head as close to hers as possible, and whispered in his
ear offering him some advice.

"To conquer this dualistic woman, you need a combination of direct attack and indirect encirclement. So, the first thing
you need to do is ensure you spend enough time with her; secondly, you need to maintain a good distance from her, neither letting
her sense your attachment nor being present to exert your influence; finally
, you need to clarify your relationship, using both pressure and charm to make her dependent on you and feel a sense of belonging. A domineering
approach combined with appropriate gentleness should quickly make her devoted to you, even to the point of being completely loyal."

"However, there's one thing to be careful about. Traditional women are generally prone to jealousy. I've never interfered with you bringing different
women back because I thought it wouldn't be a bad thing to increase the number of heirs. But
now that you already have your soulmate, continuing to mess around like this before you've completely controlled her body and soul
is definitely not an option." Releasing her arm from hers, Aya analyzed, finally chuckling, "That's all I can do for you
at this stage . As for whether you can ultimately win her heart, that's entirely up to your efforts."

"Alright, it's almost time for dinner." She patted her bottom, preparing to get up and leave. "Although there's still a long
way to go, taking that first step is just as important. Now, let Ruri and Aine
take you to meet your tutor." She winked playfully at her younger brother as they left.

Finally, some progress! Miku was overjoyed. He stood up, ready to
leave with his sister, only to find Minazuki and Izuha already waiting for him at the door of the tatami room.

These two had certainly meddled in his affairs, but they hadn't caused him any trouble; in fact,
they'd helped him. For his romance to proceed smoothly, it seemed necessary to reward or rather, bribe them
sometime . But before that, he needed to take care of "important business.

" "Did you bring Saya home? Thank you. Where is she now? I want to see her right away."

"Oh dear, don't be in such a hurry, young master." Minazuki still wore a sly, enigmatic smile,
seemingly plotting something that made everyone uneasy. "We've put a lot of thought into preparing
a surprise for you."

The two then led Shikyu forward at a brisk pace, their destination the study where he usually did his homework. He felt his
excitement growing, but also inexplicably increasing. He was certainly
looking forward ; just seeing Saya again was enough to excite him immensely.

However, upon reaching the study door, he suddenly felt uneasy.

She was right behind this door. What expression should I wear when I see her? What should I say?

While he hesitated, Minazuki and Izuha, seemingly oblivious to his conflicted expression, decisively stepped
forward and pushed open the study door.

"Wait a minute..." Before he could finish speaking, the door swung open, and the woman he longed for stood
before his desk, instantly stunning him and rendering him speechless.

A low-cut white shirt revealed a large expanse of alluring, snow-white breast, a silver-gray professional skirt tightly
hugged her slender waist and full hips, black pantyhose accentuated the curves of her long, beautiful legs, and high heels further
emphasized her mature womanly sexiness and allure.

Saya, already blushing from being dragged into this provocative outfit by the two maids
, now felt even more embarrassed by Miku's lustful gaze, wishing she could
hide .

Aine pushed Miku into the study, and then Ruri quickly closed the door from the outside with a mischievous grin. The study
instantly became their private space.

Miku, silently admiring her own alluring posture, made Saya feel as if the
room temperature had risen considerably, becoming unbearably stuffy.

What an awkward atmosphere! This can't go on! She mentally encouraged herself, finally managing to squeeze out a sentence barely audible
: "Y-hello, Miku-kun."

These words struck like a thunderbolt, instantly snapping Miku out of his infatuation. Remembering his sister's earlier
warning took two deep breaths, finally regaining his usual domineering and roguish demeanor.

"It's a pleasure to be your student, but in front of others,
it's better if we address each other as 'Teacher Kosaka' and 'Young Master Miku,' and don't forget to use honorifics when speaking." He stepped forward
and took Saya's hand.

"In private, I allow you to call me Miku-kun, but in return..." He bent down and gave her a deep kiss,
then looked up at her with a slight smile.

"You have to promise to let me call you Saya-chan first." "

Here

, the acceptance letter from Fukami High School, it just arrived this morning." Yamagata Miku sat at his
desk, handing the letter and envelope to his tutor standing beside him, his face
languid .

"Really? It really arrived? Wow, that was fast! I thought it would be a couple of days late." Kosaka
Saya nervously took the letter, quickly glanced at it, and immediately took an awkward step back:
"Congratulations! We definitely have to celebrate!"

"Passing the exam is a given; failing would be a problem. Didn't we already agree on that?"

Miku quickly reached out and grabbed Saya to stop her from backing away, taking the envelope and letter with his other hand and
tossing them onto the desk: "This piece of paper is completely unimportant to me. Its only significance is that it can fulfill your
promise to me."

He tightened his grip on Saya's hand, his eyes fixed on her face: "Now that things have come to this, you're not
thinking of going back on your word, are you?"

"H-How could this be?" Saya looked troubled, quickly turning her face away, unable to meet Shiku's serious eyes
. "No, but it's still a bit too sudden. I want some time to prepare myself mentally. Please, please,
you've already waited a year, what's a day or two more?" she pleaded, completely losing her dignity as an elder and
teacher.

"It's precisely because I've waited a whole year that I don't want to waste a single moment." Shiku, holding Saya's hand
, felt her trying to break free, so he used his other hand to firmly hold her in his grasp
.

"Saya-chan, I've been abstaining from sex for a whole year for this day, especially for the last three months.
I have to study and review while also resisting the temptation of you dangling in front of me. If I keep holding back, I might
get internal injuries." He complained loudly, forcefully pulling her body onto
his wrapping his arms around her and holding her firmly in his embrace.

"Even if you want to back out now, it's probably too late. This time, I won't let you go just because I saw your
pitiful ."

Teenagers change so much. In just one year, Shijiu's height shot up
like . He's now half a head taller than Xiaoye, and his body is much stronger than before.
He's transformed from a pretty boy into a truly handsome young man. His attitude towards Xiaoye has also changed from pretentious to
confident .

Half a year ago, when he tried to touch Xiaoye, she could always easily break free. Now, however, he can
completely hold her in his arms, preventing her from even struggling slightly, leaving her only able to plead with him.

"You promised me that you'd give yourself to me as a reward if I got into Fukaku High School. I
don't care if you were just drunk or it was a whim; today, I'm going to make you my woman completely
." He declared his rightful rights righteously, his left hand gently swaying Saya's delicate
right breast , while his right hand moved down her abdomen, teasing her most precious
private parts through her pantyhose and underwear.

The members of the Yamagata family were probably all born playboys; although they hadn't touched
a woman , their skills in manipulating women had unexpectedly improved significantly.

"No, Miku-kun, you can't touch me there... ah, um, oh my god, please spare me, Miku-sama."
Saya was trembling uncontrollably after just a few touches.

This pitiful reaction was exactly what Miku wanted to hear. "She's so cute, my Saya..."
"Ya-chan, I wish I could devour you whole." He lowered his head and
began to gently kiss her alabaster neck from behind, his tongue tracing a path up to her earlobe, then he gently
sucked and nibbled at her earlobe.

"No, no, ah, ah, it's so scary! Please, please let me go this time. I'll
agree to anything you say after this." She could only continue her futile pleading, her strength waning.

"Hmm, that's a very tempting offer." While Shiku verbally agreed, his actions showed
no sign of stopping. "But don't you understand? To me, you yourself are the most tempting
thing ."

At this point, he was no longer satisfied with caressing his lover's body through her clothes. His left hand
slipped under her bra, pinching her delicate nipples, feeling their gradual hardening. His right hand broke through
the triple layers of her skirt, pantyhose, and underwear, inserting between her legs to directly tease her tender bud.

Xiaoye reached out, trying to hold down Shijiu's arms in a final act of resistance, but it was all in vain.
As his fingers probed into her delicate flower path, she instantly lost all strength, letting out a series of cries
before collapsing completely into his arms. All she could do now was let
out .

Shijiu continued his work, his right hand grasping her round, delicate breasts, stretching, flattening, kneading, and squeezing, while his left hand began to
explore deeper inside, his fingertips soon touching a moist membrane.

"I touched your hymen, and it's perfectly intact. I thought that because you like to
exercise , your hymen would be damaged even if it wasn't broken." He stopped what he was doing, expressing his
surprise directly, and then asked with a mischievous emphasis, "Hey, Saya-chan, do you really think it's
okay ? You probably don't want to keep your virginity until you're over thirty, right?"

Saya, whose clothes and stockings had been torn and disheveled, finally got a moment to catch her breath. Without the restraint of Miku's
arms , she slumped to the side on the ground, her words already somewhat broken: "Ugh, ugh,
I protested to you earlier but you didn't listen. Now, now that you've already touched me, you
won't ?"

"Good awareness! 'If you don't retreat, you advance,' right? I love that about you, Xiaoye-chan." Miku
nodded . "But with such a tough hymen, penetration might be very difficult later.
Let's prepare some precautions now."

He unzipped his trousers, and his erect penis sprang up, stiff and menacing
. "Do you know how to give oral sex?"

Xiaoye looked at Miku with a mournful expression and nodded. She straightened her body and brought her face close to his crotch. First, she smelled it
; a strong masculine scent wafted towards her, pungent but not unpleasant. Then she stuck out her tongue and tried
licking it , finding the taste wasn't as strange as she'd imagined. She then opened her mouth wide and gently took the glans in, feeling
the protruding extension of this strange organ with her tongue. The intrusion of the foreign object quickly activated her salivary glands.

Using her tongue as a tool, she quickly smeared her secreted saliva all over the penis, then moved downwards, finally wetting the
wrinkled pouch as well. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to steady Nanbangguo, tilted her head back, and used her tongue to
roll one of his testicles into her mouth, sucking and gently biting, stirring and teasing.

"Not bad! Did those two guys teach you?" Shiku praised with satisfaction, lowering his hand
to continue teasing Xiaoye's exposed nipples, while kicking off his slipper with one foot and
rubbing her tender spot through her pantyhose and underwear.

After enjoying it for a while, Shiku gradually felt some urge to ejaculate. "Although I'd like to
try nipple play, it's better to strike while the iron is hot the first time. We can save the other tricks for next time; we
have plenty of time."

He released his hands and feet, signaling Xiaoye to stop, stood up, bent down, and gently picked her up from her kneeling position, who was looking at him with a puzzled
expression , then turned and laid her down on the large desk.

He swiftly parted her thighs, forcefully ripped her pantyhose, and pulled her underwear to the side. The peach blossom before him
was already a sob, fully prepared to accept the invasion of his magnificent member.

Shiku, one hand supporting his massive member gently against the entrance, the other on the table for
weight, looked down at Saya's face. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes clear and unfathomable, her lips slightly parted, her breath coming
in soft gasps.

"I love you so much, my Saya-chan!" he cried out passionately, a heartfelt
cry .

"I know, Shiku-kun, my little lover, I love you so much too." She smiled, wrapping
her arms around his head, a tacit acceptance of the impending violation.

He thrust forward, penetrating deeply. With a belated cry of pleasure, Shiku finally possessed
the body of the woman he had longed for.

"Does it hurt?" he asked tenderly, not continuing with the next move, inquiring if the beauty beneath him was uncomfortable.

"It's...it's alright," Xiaoye responded, unable to hide the tears welling in her eyes. "That one moment really
hurt. Now it's numb and I can't feel it much. You can try moving a little. If I can't hold on, I'll
yell for you to stop."

Shijiu leaned down and kissed away the tears from her eyes, waiting a while before resuming his actions. He controlled the rhythm of his
thrusts , gradually expanding, while gently kissing her lips to distract her.

Shijiu's gentle and considerate movements quickly made Xiaoye accustomed to the waves of pain and pleasure that followed.
Under her lover's guidance, this vortex kept impacting her brain along her spine, gradually pushing her to
the peak , making her unconsciously let out soul-stirring moans and trembling with pleasure.

The passionate lovemaking, the intense entanglement, this process seemed very long for the two of them, yet it also seemed to be
only a moment. After an unknown amount of time, Shijiu finally let out a low roar, thrusting his lower body
as deeply as possible, finally opening his gates of semen, instantly injecting a large amount of seed into the depths of Xiaoye's uterus.

Xiao Ye felt something hot rush in, instantly filling every
corner of her body, like a wave crashing against her soul, finally causing her to lose her senses and wander in
a sea of desire, unable to find herself for a long time.

"We're finally together." Having released his pent-up emotions, Miku, having fought with all his might, rolled over
and lay down next to Saya on the desk, his left hand still tightly clasped her right, showing no intention of letting go.

"Yes, we're together," Saya sighed, turning her head to look at her lover
with an embarrassed smile.

Both turned their heads towards each other, looking at each other in silence, waiting for the afterglow of their climax to fade.

"Three more years!" Having rested enough, Miku stood up refreshedly, sat on the edge of the desk, and announced loudly:
"After I graduate high school, we can get married."

Although her lower body still ached, Saya forced herself to sit up: "But by then, I'll
be almost thirty, a woman of advanced age." She unconsciously became a little dejected as she said this.

"But for me, that's the best age a woman can be in," unlike Xiaoye, Shijiu
dreamed. "Don't worry, by then I'll have trained you to be ten times more charming than you are now, a peerless beauty
that any woman would be ashamed of, and any man would deeply envy."

He brought his face closer to Xiaoye.

Xiaoye smiled knowingly. "I hope it will be as you say then." She closed her eyes, quietly
anticipating.

Their lips met tightly in the next moment, a sweet taste spreading.

Pure, flawless, and unforgettable .

(The End)

Postscript:

Readers who understand the essence of this text, please do not point it out, thank you.

This is my first time writing a pure love erotic story, and to be honest, it wasn't a pleasant experience. I've been struggling with
the idea , and I've come to fully realize
the truth that every impulse must be repaid with reason, little by little. Whether it's good or bad, I'll leave that to you readers to judge. I can only say that I truly tried
my best to satisfy myself. Surprisingly, although writing it was painful, I did benefit a lot from
the process .

Remember when I said I wanted to write it as a series of novellas? That was indeed my plan when I started writing,
but given my current state, I honestly don't know if I'll still have the mood and energy to continue
writing . If, years later, you readers find that this series still only has one chapter, then please consider it
abandoned. I'd like to give a heads-up to those who said they were looking forward to it.

Thank you, Light and Darkness Temple, for listening to so many of my complaints and offering me many suggestions, although most of them
weren't suitable. I still want to thank you for your selfless dedication. Thank you.

From now on, I'll resume the gh serialization. Work is getting busier, and I can't guarantee timely
updates .

azrael_seed 2012/01/14

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