I don't want to let go of your hand.

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I Don't Want to Let Go of Your Hand Author: Shark
Yuko is very happy today. She woke up early and tidied her room on her own, changed into
the new dress her mother had bought her, and even had her mother comb her hair. Excitedly, she sat in the living room waiting.
As a six-year-old girl, Yuko had no complaints about her life. Her kind parents
always tried their best to meet her needs; the teachers at kindergarten were also very friendly; her pretty appearance and cheerful
personality made her very popular with her classmates, and she spent every day happily.
If there was any regret, it was that her parents hadn't had a younger brother or sister to play with. Plus,
her parents were very busy with work, often bringing it home, and didn't have much time to spend with her, sometimes making her feel very lonely
.
But this regret would be gone from now on. A week ago, her parents told her that she would have a younger
brother and that she should take good care of him. And today, that younger brother was coming.
After he arrived, she would teach him to play chess, play with him, teach him to read… and be a good older sister. To
act like an "older sister," Yuko even put away her favorite teddy bear and put on this
annoying dress that made it difficult to move around.
Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang, and Yuko excitedly went to open the door with her mother.
Outside stood her father and a very handsome little boy.
He was small, shorter than her, with beautiful big eyes, red lips, and fair, delicate skin
like snow; he looked like a little angel from a fairy tale.
However, this little angel had no smile on his face, not even a single expression.
"Yuko," her father introduced the little boy beside him, "This is Kazuhiko. From now on,
he'll be your younger brother. You must take good care of him."
"Hello," the little boy, Kazuhiko, nodded and greeted Yuko politely, but his voice was
flat and emotionless.
"Hello, I'm Yuko. From today onwards, I'm your older sister." Unfazed by the little boy's
indifference, Yuko warmly took his hand, smiling happily, "Kazuhiko, you're so beautiful,
like an angel!"
The little boy was startled by Yuko's enthusiasm, but his hand was held tightly, and he couldn't pull it back
. He could only stare blankly at the girl who was half a head taller than him.
"Alright, don't just stand at the door," his mother said. "Yuko, let Kazuhiko go see
the room first."
"Okay, Kazuhiko, I'll take you." With that, Yuko pulled Kazuhiko into the house. 　　Although
a little uncomfortable, seeing her sincere smile, the little boy could feel
the warmth emanating from her hand, and a smile appeared on his pretty little face.
********** ... 　　Kazuhiko sat at the dining table, quickly putting his breakfast into his mouth while listening for 　　hurried footsteps coming from the living room. 　　"Kazuhiko! Why didn't you wake me up?" A girl in a high school uniform stormed 　　into the dining room. 　　"I did wake you, but you couldn't get up." Kazuhiko looked at her, a sigh welling up inside 　　him. Only three buttons of her uniform were fastened, the hem wasn't tucked in, her scarf wasn't tied properly, and her long hair, falling past 　　her shoulders, was a mess. For a high school senior, her attire was incredibly sloppy. 　　After finishing the last sip of coffee, Kazuhiko got up and went into the kitchen, bringing out another 　　breakfast he had prepared beforehand and placing it in front of his sister. 　　"Eat quickly, juice or milk?" 　　"Coffee." 　　"No." Kazuhiko immediately rejected the idea. "Coffee in the morning will give you a stomachache. Juice or milk? 　　" 　　"Juice." After making a reluctant choice, Yuko picked up the toast from the plate and took a big bite. Although 　　she was the older sister, she was always completely dominated by her younger brother, who was a year younger than her, and she 　　had no image as an older sister at all. 　　Kazuhiko poured Yuko a glass of juice, then washed his hands and took out the prepared things. He stood 　　behind Yuko and began to comb her messy hair, which had become a daily routine for him 　　. 　　However, Kazuhiko seemed a little nervous today. Perhaps because he was in such a hurry, the top 　　two buttons of Yuko's uniform were not fastened. Now that Kazuhiko was standing behind her combing her hair, 　　his gaze would often inadvertently drift to the 　　full breasts covered by a white bra exposed at the opening of her shirt, which was quite arousing. 　　"We're going to be late." Yuko swallowed the food in her mouth with juice. "Just do a quick combing today 　　, no need to braid it." 　　"It's okay, it'll be done soon anyway." "A braid suits you better." Kazuhiko insisted, deftly 　　braiding Yuko's long hair into a long braid. 　　"I have to work today, I'll be home late. Dinner's already in the fridge, 　　just heat it up in the microwave." 　　"Okay." 　　Kazuhiko added worriedly, "Remember, don't eat instant noodles just because you're too lazy to cook." 　　"Okay." Yuko said impatiently, "You're getting more and more nagging lately, like a housekeeper. 　　" 　　"That's because you're terrible at managing your life." Kazuhiko presented evidence, "Before Mom and Dad went abroad, they 　　told me: 'Kazuhiko, take good care of your sister!' 　　" "Your own life is a mess!" Yuko blushed, retorting, " 　　You change girlfriends one after another, I don't remember turning you into a lecherous man!" 　　"Alright." Without further argument, Kazuhiko finished his work, "Go tidy up your things 　　. I'll clean up the dishes." " 　　Okay." 　　Yuko quickly walked towards the room on the second floor, while Kazuhiko tidied up the dishes and took them to the sink 　　to wash. 　　The Sakura family was quite small, originally consisting of only the parents and their four children. However, the parents went to work...

After going abroad, only Yuko and Kazuhiko, a brother and sister less than a year apart in age, remained at home. Due to the school
system, although Kazuhiko was ten months younger than Yuko, they were classmates. Coupled with their personality differences
, after Kazuhiko grew taller than Yuko, the sibling dynamic seemed to have reversed.
Now that their parents are gone, Kazuhiko practically takes care of everything at home.
Most boys his age would find this "househusband" role unbearable, but
Kazuhiko adapts perfectly and never complains.
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Lunch break is a precious time for students to rest and eat, but Yuko, who was on duty today
, had to take a pile of homework to the office with her classmate Kiyomi.
'Kudo is such a nuisance.' Away from the teachers' supervision, Kiyomi couldn't help but grumble
, 'Why did he have to make us carry things during lunch break?'
'Stop complaining. Hurry up, lunch break is about to end.' Yuko pushed her braids, which had been hanging down to her chest,
behind her back.
"Your braids are tied very well." Kiyomi asked, "Did Kazuhiko do them for you?"
"Yes." "
You're so lucky." Kiyomi looked at him with envy, "Having such a handsome and capable younger brother,
unlike my brother, who only argues with me all day long."
"What's so good about him?" Yuko complained, "He's like a housekeeper, always nagging and wanting to
control everything, it's so annoying."
"Haha, who taught you to be so terrible at everyday life..." Seeing Yuko's fierce look,
Kiyomi immediately changed the subject, "But if you say that, many girls will think you're ungrateful
. Kazuhiko is very popular with girls."
"That's because those girls have been deceived." Yuko directly dismissed her brother's worth, "He
doesn't date any of his girlfriends for long, he's a womanizer, shameless, and
has overflowing sex hormones..."
"But he takes good care of you, doesn't he?" "Kiyomi interjected, 'After your parents went abroad, didn't he
take care of all the housework by himself? I wish my brother was that capable.'
'Forget it! He's not only long-winded, but he also acts cool all the time, and he loves to do things his own way. He doesn't respect
me, his older sister, at all.' Yuko relentlessly criticized him, finally concluding, 'He's not cute at all
.'
As they talked, the two had already returned to the classroom, and the person they were talking about was
chatting intimately with a girl in the hallway.
Kazuhiko's conversation partner was a rather beautiful girl with flowing waist-length hair, a tall and graceful
figure, and about the same age as Yuko and the others, but she possessed a confidence and maturity beyond her years.
The girl's name was Asou Akiko, Yuko's classmate, and also the school's most beautiful girl."
The two handsome young men and women, perfectly matched in appearance, stood together, a truly pleasing
sight that attracted the attention of many passersby. No wonder the school chose them as models for their recruitment posters.
However, looking at Kazuhiko's smiling face, Yuko couldn't help but feel annoyed.
(What's with him! So friendly to other girls, but always giving me that sour look and all that nagging
...)
'Yuko, you're back.' Akiko noticed her presence first. 'Kazuhiko has been waiting for you for a long time
.'
'Maybe I should have come back later.' Yuko replied jokingly. 'Kazuhiko, is there
something you need?'
'You forgot your bento again.' Kazuhiko handed her a bag, then turned back: 'Okay.
Akiko, can I borrow your things for a few minutes?'
'Sure.'
Akiko agreed, giving Yuko a gentle smile. The captivating smile left Yuko somewhat flustered, and she
could only nod and smile back.
Although they were classmates, Akiko, a model, was a special presence in the class. Her bright
and mature aura was vastly different from that of ordinary high school students. Even now, wearing the same
school uniform, she still stood out so much, as if she belonged to a different social class, making Yuko feel incredibly
inferior.
After the two left amicably, Kiyomi asked with some surprise, "Are they together again?"
"Yeah." Yuko nodded, unconsciously playing with her braids.
"Akiko is Kazuhiko's special someone." Flipping through the food in her lunchbox, her gaze unconsciously drifted
towards the classroom door. Although Kazuhiko had said "I'll only be here for a few minutes," lunch break was almost over, and
Akiko hadn't returned yet. ...
"Of all the girls Kazuhiko dated, only Akiko maintained regular contact with him after their breakup, and recently
it seems they've started over again."
"Then... that rumor must be false."
"What rumor?" Looking at the other students in the classroom ,
Kiyomi lowered her voice and mentioned a rumor she had heard not long ago, "
Someone said that Aso and Kitazawa-sensei were dating."
"Huh?"
"But since she's dating Kazuhiko now, that news must be false. ...Hey, are you
disappointed?"
Yuko blushed suddenly, "Why would I be disappointed?"
"Because you look like your boyfriend has fallen into someone else's arms." Kiyomi teased her,
"Although Kazuhiko is handsome, you mustn't have any improper thoughts about your younger brother just because you don't have a boyfriend, or you'll become
a perverted older sister."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Actually, it's better for you to act as an older sister than a girlfriend." Kiyomi changed the subject, "
Although you often get angry, Kazuhiko is a thoughtful and good younger brother, right? Give me a piece." She took a fried pork cutlet from Yuko's bento box
, "Like your bento, he always prepares your favorite dishes for you." "
Besides," Kiyomi added, "didn't you say that although Kazuhiko is popular, his relationships
with people don't last long?" "But no matter who Kazuhiko dates or breaks up with," she continued, "the blood ties remain unchanged
."
'Hmm…' Yuko fell silent, putting the food from the bento box into her mouth. However,
the dishes she used to like no longer held the same appeal.
No matter what, blood ties wouldn't change… But… what if there were no blood ties
?
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Sitting alone in a corner of the studio, Kazuhiko wearily closed his eyes. Being a model wasn't
as easy as it seemed. Although he wasn't a novice, several hours of work had
taken a heavy toll on both his mind and body.
'Are you tired?' Akiko's voice came from beside him, and a can of ice-cold drink appeared in front of Kazuhiko
.
'No.' Kazuhiko smiled and took the drink. 'Because Akiko, the lead actress, performed so well, I,
as the supporting actress, only needed to coordinate with your movements, which made things much easier.'
Akiko smiled sweetly. Already beautiful, she was even more
stunning after the makeup artist's careful styling.
'Do you think this outfit looks good? It's a new style that M Design Company will be launching this summer
.'
'Most clothes look good on you.' Kazuhiko wasn't flattering her; Akiko was
a natural model, looking stunning in any outfit.
"Thank you." Sitting down in the chair next to him, Akiko smiled and asked, "They gave me two items;
do you want to give one to your girlfriend?"
"No need." Kazuhiko shook his head. "Thanks to you, I got dumped last week."
"Oh? Why?" Akiko was curious how it concerned her.
"She asked me who I liked more, her or you." Kazuhiko shrugged. "I said the situations are different
, I can't compare. She hasn't contacted me since."
"Hahaha." Akiko laughed. "I'm really sorry. To cover for me,
you ended up breaking up with your girlfriend."
Although Akiko apologized, seeing her gloating expression, Kazuhiko couldn't sense
any sincerity.
"Since you got dumped..." Akiko smiled mysteriously, "How about coming to my house tonight?
I'll comfort you."
The teasing words and alluring smile, coming from a beauty like Akiko, were indeed very attractive
. However...
"Don't joke with me." Kazuhiko smiled, "Dump Kitazawa-sensei first."
"Not bad! You've become smarter." Akiko smiled, "Do you need me to explain to your girlfriend for you
?" "No need.
" "
Why? Haven't you contacted her again?"
"No." "
Of course you'd get dumped like that." Akiko said mercilessly. "You should take the initiative to contact her
. With this attitude, no girl will want to date you long-term."
"It's okay." Kazuhiko smiled indifferently, "Anyway, my stamina isn't good; I can only do sprints,
I'm hopeless at long distances."
"You're lying." Faced with Akiko
's "you can't fool me" smile, Kazuhiko felt a little awkward and quickly changed the
subject.
"You... and Kitazawa-sensei... are you doing well? You're so busy with work, and you have to avoid other people at school,
it must be tough, right?"
Because the two had always been quite close, others naturally assumed they were a couple, and
neither of them denied it. However, only the two of them and Akiko's manager knew that although they
had dated for a few months, they were now just close friends beyond gender, and had long since moved beyond
a romantic relationship.
That's why, when news of Akiko and Kitazawa-sensei's teacher-student romance spread through the school, Akiko
asked Kazuhiko to be her shield.
"It's tough. But it's also exciting and enjoyable," Akiko said with a smile.
"You really know how to make trouble for yourself." Kazuhiko's impression of him was that he was a good-natured
, popular young teacher, nothing particularly special, and teacher-student romances face many obstacles
; he wondered why Akiko was attracted to him.
However, Akiko has always been adventurous and willing to pursue relationships, never shying away from new romances
. So when she first found out, she was only slightly surprised and not too astonished.
"Kazuhiko."
A third party interrupted their conversation. Akiko's manager, Asaka Sawamura, came over with two posters
.
"The posters for the denim jacket you shot last time are finished. Do you want to take a few home?"
"No need for me, just throw them away." If Yuko saw these at home
, she'd definitely laugh at her.
"Give them to me if you don't want them." Akiko opened one of the posters.
In the poster, a boy stood alone on the beach, his hair slightly disheveled by the wind. Against the backdrop of the dim
sky and ocean, he appeared somewhat cold, somewhat lonely, and somewhat melancholic.
"It's a great shot!" Akiko carefully examined the poster. "Kazuhiko, it's such
a waste that you only do part-time jobs."
"Exactly!" "Asaka's tone carried a hint of reproach, 'You're perfect for this job.
Wouldn't it be great if you signed a contract with a company and became a professional model like Akiko?'
'I'm not interested,' Kazuhiko shook his head. 'I only work part-time to earn some extra money. Besides, modeling
is harder than I imagined.'
Kazuhiko was still shaken. Like back then, to get the poster right, he walked back and forth on the beach
all day in the cold wind, until his legs were numb, before finally satisfying that difficult photographer. And to
create the best effect, his jacket couldn't be zipped up, and he couldn't wear too many layers, making him freezing cold
and taking three days to recover from a cold.
'Whatever,' Akiko put the poster away. 'Wait a minute, I'm going to change my clothes, then
we'll go back together.'"
"Yuko, are you alright?" Kiyomi asked
worriedly, looking at her friend who was slumped over the table.
"I'm fine." Yuko's usually healthy, rosy complexion was now pale.
"Do you want me to go to the infirmary with you?"
"No need, I just need to rest." Yuko forced a smile. "Class is about to start, you
should go to the physics and chemistry lab. Professor Namura is a real pain. Remember to ask for leave for me."
"Don't worry." Akiko walked over, smiling mysteriously. "It'll be alright."
When the bell rang for class, the once lively classroom became quiet, leaving only Yuko weakly
resting on the table.
She shouldn't have been so reckless. She had felt something was wrong when she woke up early this morning, but it wasn't too serious.
However, after only two classes, the pain became unbearable. ...
"Yuko! Are you alright?"
A slightly anxious voice brought Yuko back to her attention.
"Kazuhiko?" Yuko was startled. "What are you doing here?"
"Akiko called me on her cell phone. She said you seem to have eaten too much and now your stomach
hurts, so she asked me to come and check on you." Kazuhiko revealed his source.
(That woman!~~)
Yuko finally understood the meaning behind Akiko's mysterious smile.
"I'm because..." Yuko wanted to explain, but stopped herself after only a few words.
(No! That's too embarrassing, I can't tell him I have menstrual cramps.)
"Seriously, are you really the same age as Akiko?" Kazuhiko shook his head helplessly. "Can you still walk
? I'll go with you to the infirmary."
"No need!" Yuko slapped his hand away. She was already in a bad mood because of her discomfort,
and Kazuhiko's words only made her angrier.
"Why have you become so willful?" Kazuhiko was once again struck by the unreasonable nature of girls. "Please
, be more mature, okay?"
"Mind your own business!" Yuko retorted angrily: "You're the one who's changed!" "You used to be so cute, but now
you act all high and mighty, it's so annoying!"
"What's the point of a boy being cute? Besides, I'm all grown up now." Grabbing Yuko's wrist, Kazuhiko
bent down, getting close to her face, his voice low and menacing: "Yuko, you've always treated me like a child, have n't you
?"
Looking directly at Kazuhiko, Yuko felt a pang of fear for some reason, but unwilling to admit defeat, she turned her face
away and huffed. "
Fine. Whatever!" Kazuhiko stood up angrily, "I'm not going to care about you anymore."
Watching Kazuhiko walk away quickly, Yuko felt a little flustered. She wanted to call him back, but in the end, she stubbornly turned
her face away, her eyes reddening, almost bursting into tears.
(It hurts…)
She forgot the pain when she was angry, but now that she's calmed down, the pain is even worse.
*Knock knock.*
The table was lightly tapped twice. Yuko opened her eyes, and a familiar face came into view.
"Want a hug?" "
A short sentence, yet it held warm childhood memories for both of them. Kazuhiko was very sickly as a child, and whenever
he felt unwell, Yuko would comfort him like this, a gentle hug that seemed to have a magical power
, easing his pain.
(She's so stubborn, even though her face is pale with pain.)
Kazuhiko gently brushed aside the bangs damp with cold sweat from her forehead. 'I'll carry you to the infirmary.'
Yuko smiled slightly and nodded.
Leaning against Kazuhiko's back, Yuko felt that her discomfort wasn't so unbearable after all.
(Kiyomi was right, no matter what, we're still siblings! That won't change.)
Thinking of this, Yuko smiled with relief.
'I'm sorry.' Unable to see Yuko's expression, Kazuhiko assumed she was silent because she was still angry.
'I thought that since you had the energy to get angry, it must be okay.'
'You still say that!' Yuko grabbed his neck from behind, 'You're so inconsiderate of patients.'
'That's why I'm apologizing to you.'" "
It's good that you know you were wrong."
Smiling smugly, Yuko released her grip, wrapped her arms around Kazuhiko's neck from behind, and
leaned against him.
It felt so reassuring. The little brother who used to follow her around all day, needing her protection and care,
had grown so much…
After resting all morning, Yuko didn't leave the infirmary until lunchtime.
"Feeling better?" The two girls walked along a corner of the campus, and Akiko asked her.
"Much better. Thank you."
"It's nothing, I just made a phone call." With a light laugh, Akiko said, "Kazuhiko is a
very caring younger brother."
Not understanding her true meaning, Yuko could only smile awkwardly.
"This is for you." Akiko handed her a tube of paper.
"What's this?"
"A poster Kazuhiko took." Akiko smiled slightly, "Although he doesn't want it, I think you should
be interested."
"Thank you." "Yuko said happily, 'Every time I ask him to take it back, he refuses.'
'He's really stubborn.' Akiko found Kazuhiko's inflexibility amusing. '
The poster will be released in a week or two, and he still won't accept it.'
'He's always been like this.' Yuko laughed too, 'Sometimes he's really silly.'
The two girls chatted for a while, and Yuko revised her previous impression of Akiko.
Unlike her usual mature and unapproachable demeanor, Akiko was actually a very cheerful, gentle, and easy-going
girl.
(No wonder Kazuhiko and she were so close. And...she's really beautiful...)
Although Yuko was quite beautiful herself, she always felt inferior to Akiko.
'Akiko.' Yuko's tone was somewhat hesitant, 'You...you've started dating Kazuhiko again?'
Akiko smiled and asked in return, 'What if I said yes?'"
"Uh..." Yuuko didn't know how to answer. Even from her older sister's perspective, she didn't seem to have the right
to interfere in such matters.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in wasting my time."
Without further mischief, Akiko smiled and gave her answer. Her beautiful smile, set against
the backdrop of the blooming flowers behind her, made her even more captivating.
"Kazuhiko has never genuinely dated any girl, not even me. I won't
waste my time with him anymore."
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"Senior, this is a cake that was just made in home economics class. Please try it."
"Uh... thank you."
During lunch break, Yuuko stood at the classroom door, wondering what to do with the bag of freshly baked cakes in her hand
.
She wasn't particularly interested in sweets, but seeing her juniors so sincerely offering them to her, she felt bad
refusing.
"You were born the wrong gender." Kiyomi laughed: "If you were a boy,
you'd definitely be more popular than many boys."
"Come on!" Yuuko glared at her best friend, annoyed.
"I'm serious." 'Kiyomi said with a serious expression.' Yuko's figure was already quite tall for a girl
, and with her pretty face, cheerful personality, and excellent athletic ability, she seemed even more handsome than many boys
, and was always very popular with girls, especially the cute junior girls.
'Stop talking nonsense. Want to go to the cafeteria together?'
'Sure. Why haven't I seen you bring lunch lately?' Kiyomi smiled mischievously: 'Did Kazuhiko
run away from home because he couldn't stand his evil older sister's torment?'
'Stop talking nonsense.' Yuko handed a piece of cake to her friend and said: 'He's been working almost every day lately
and doesn't have time to cook at all.'
Thinking about the past two weeks, Yuko felt a headache coming on. Because Kazuhiko had to work
, she had to take care of all the housework. Cleaning and laundry were fine, but cooking was a real challenge
for her. Her appetite had been spoiled by Kazuhiko's cooking for the past few months, and now she
found it hard to swallow anything she cooked.
As the two girls were talking, Kazuhiko
walked towards them, carrying a paper bag in one hand and a notebook in the other.
"You've come at the right time," Yuko said. "Want some cake? My junior just brought it over."
"No, thank you," Kazuhiko said, shaking the bag in his hand. "I just got a bag of cake too."
"Hahaha!" Kiyomi couldn't help but laugh. "You two siblings are really something, easily
fooling so many girls. The other boys must hate you to death."
Yuko glared at Kiyomi and asked Kazuhiko, "Kazuhiko, do you have work today?"
"Yes. I already asked for leave this afternoon."
"When will you be home?"
"Uncertain," Kazuhiko thought for a moment. "Around eight o'clock, I guess."
Kazuhiko handed the notebook to Yuko. "Here's your math notes. I've finished copying them."
"Math notes? Are they for Kitazawa's class?" Kiyomi asked.
"Yes." "
Do you know who will be taking over the classes after Kitazawa resigns?"
"He's resigning?" Kazuhiko was startled and quickly asked, "Why?"
"Don't you know? I heard he's going back to his hometown to get married and inherit the family business." Kiyomi revealed
the news circulating at school these past two days, "It seems the other person is his previous blind date."
Kazuhiko was almost stunned. Kitazawa was getting married, then Akiko...
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"Okay! Thank you for your hard work!"
After the photographer said this, the staff began to clean up.
The work progressed much more smoothly than expected. Originally, they were supposed to be busy until eight o'clock, but
they finished smoothly by five o'clock in the afternoon.
"Kazuhiko, shall we go back together later?"
"Okay."
Akiko smiled sweetly and walked towards the dressing room.
The same beautiful smile, no different from usual, reassured Kazuhiko a lot.
Because he had heard the news that Kitazawa was getting married, he had asked her about it earlier, and Akiko had only told him,
"That's right, we broke up." '
During the subsequent filming, Akiko's performance was as usual, displaying
a professional level that even Kazuhiko admired, seemingly unaffected.
(I guess I'm overthinking it.)
Kazuhiko recalled his own experience; he never felt too sad after breaking up with his girlfriends, and it seemed
Akiko was the same. He remembered that when they broke up before, Akiko's reaction was also natural, mature
, and calm, which was why they remained good friends afterward.
After leaving the studio, since it was almost dinner time, Akiko suggested they
go out for a meal together.
'Cheers.' Akiko raised her glass to him, smiling without any hesitation: 'Celebrating
the end of my eleventh relationship.'
'Cheers.' Kazuhiko took a sip of juice in agreement and couldn't help but ask: 'Do you celebrate every breakup
like this?'
'Yes.' Akiko gave an affirmative answer, 'Even if it didn't work out, it's still an experience
, so of course it's worth celebrating.' Seeing Akiko
's smile, Kazuhiko smiled too. Akiko's attitude towards relationships
had always been far more mature than girls her age; it seemed he had been overthinking things.
After dinner, they went to an amusement park near the station for a while before Kazuhiko took Akiko home
. Akiko lived alone in a rented apartment. Because her family was well-off and she had her own income, she
rented a unit in an apartment building near the station.
After dropping Akiko off at the building entrance, Kazuhiko was about to leave when Akiko called him back.
"Would you like to come up for a bit?"
Knowing Yuko was still at home, Kazuhiko initially wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectation in Akiko's eyes, he
nodded.
He had been inside the house when they were dating, and after six months, the furnishings
were largely unchanged from his memory; it seemed Akiko hadn't paid much attention.
"What would you like to drink?" Akiko came out of the room, having changed into more casual clothes
.
"Anything is fine."
"Then…how about champagne?" Akiko smiled: "Have a little with me."
"Okay." Kazuhiko didn't object. He wasn't exactly a model student; he wouldn't blindly follow
rules about minors not drinking.
Under the light, the champagne bubbles danced like mischievous sprites, forming
a complex and beautiful three-dimensional pattern in the glass.
Looking at the beautiful scene in the glass, Akiko smiled gently: "My luck in love is really terrible.
"
"How could that be?" Kazuhiko poured himself a glass. "You're very popular." One goes, another comes
.
'Being popular doesn't mean you're lucky in love.' Akiko picked up her glass and swirled it gently. '
All the guys I've dated have either cheated on me or found someone else. I'm so fed up.'
'I didn't cheat on you or find someone else.' Kazuhiko protested. 'You're the one who
dumped me.'
'Who told you to lie?' Taking a whiff of the faint, soothing sweet and sour aroma of the wine, Akiko
replied: 'Saying you liked me is a complete lie.'
'I didn't lie to you!' Kazuhiko looked innocent. 'I still like you just the same now.'
'If you say anything more vague like that, I'll smash a bottle over your head!' Akiko was a little angry. 'A friend
's liking and a lover's liking are completely different. It's because of this attitude that you can't have a long-
term relationship with a girl.'
'Same here.' Kazuhiko retorted, not to be outdone: 'Aren't you also unable to have a long-term relationship with someone
?' And this time they even went to the teacher, how incredibly stupid! How could adults possibly take us high school
students seriously?
The words were barely out of his mouth before Kazuhiko regretted them, but it was too late to take them back.
"Don't be so self-righteous! You have no idea about our situation!" After shouting these words angrily
, Akiko seemed to have all her strength drained away. She lowered her head and whispered, "And…I…I also want to
have a proper relationship! …But you people always have so many excuses, saying things like we don't have compatible interests, I'm
too busy with work, it's for my own good…you don't really like me…"
Akiko's voice choked with emotion as she spoke. Kazuhiko had never seen her like this before, and he felt a little flustered
.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Because Akiko's attitude was so relaxed, he had assumed she was
as indifferent as he was. He hadn't realized she wasn't indifferent; she was just pretending to be strong. And
he hadn't even noticed…
(What an idiot.)
Cursing himself inwardly, Kazuhiko was at a loss when Akiko suddenly laughed.
"Haha!" "You've been fooled." Akiko looked up, her eyes still glistening with tears, but
a smile on her face. "Did I scare you?"
Realizing her lapse in composure, Akiko suppressed her turbulent emotions and forced a smile. But this time, she
didn't fool Kazuhiko.
"It's bad for your health if you don't cry when you want to." Kazuhiko gently stroked Akiko's
brow. "You don't need to put on a brave face in front of me. Looking at your tense expression, you're almost getting wrinkles."
The gentle touch caused Akiko's suppressed emotions to break down again, and tears streamed down her face.
"You bastard." The glistening tears rippled in her glass. Looking at the water, Akiko's
voice was hoarse: "I wouldn't have cried...it's all your fault..."
"I'm sorry." Kazuhiko whispered, gently cupping Akiko's face in his hands.
Having known each other for over two years, this was the first time he had seen Akiko's vulnerable side.
Unlike her usual mature and calm demeanor, she now appeared exceptionally pitiful.
Looking into her tearful eyes, an inexplicable attraction drew Kazuhiko closer, and he kissed her
lips.
It was a gentle kiss, without any passionate sucking or exploration; their lips simply touched lightly
, and Kazuhiko pulled away after a short while.
Gazing at each other, Akiko then pressed herself against Kazuhiko's chest and kissed him again
.
After their lips parted, their eyes met, conveying a silent message. Akiko gave him a
captivating smile, and Kazuhiko reached out to embrace her, kissing her again. Although not a deep kiss, it was
more passionate and longer than the previous two.
Inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, Kazuhiko gently stroked her back, feeling the alluring
body in his arms gradually heat up.
Kazuhiko didn't foolishly ask, "Is it okay?" Foolish questions like "..."
were unnecessary, as their eyes and body language had already confirmed each other's intentions. With
a light breath, Kazuhiko began unbuttoning Akiko's blouse, his lips gradually sliding down, kissing her
jawline, cheeks, earlobes, and finally her long neck.
Underneath, a white silk blouse was revealed. Kazuhiko couldn't wait to remove the rest
of her clothes, lifting the blouse up and pulling down her pink bra, letting her
full breasts bounce as if released.
The blouse and bra slightly deformed her full breasts, but this only made them stand out more, as if
inviting male touch.
"Ah..." Akiko softly cried out as Kazuhiko caressed her breasts.
Kazuhiko kissed her beautiful breasts as if in worship, kneading them with his hands,
changing their shape in his touch.
'Ugh...ah...ah...' Under his caresses, Akiko let out soft, pleasurable moans,
and the buds on her breasts gradually hardened.
Noticing Akiko's physical state, Kazuhiko suddenly lifted her from the sofa, and Akiko...
With a soft "Ah!", her back was pressed against the wall, and her lips were sealed again.
Akiko was pinned against the wall, her sensitive nipples rubbing against Kazuhiko's shirt, creating a strange
sensation. Combined with Kazuhiko's passionate kiss, Akiko felt her body go weak and become hot.
He kissed her deeply, their tongues intertwining, exploring each other's mouths. Kazuhiko
slipped his hand under Akiko's skirt, exploring her private parts hidden by her panties.
The soft fabric felt slightly damp; Akiko seemed ready.
Noticing this, Kazuhiko impatiently pulled down Akiko's panties, letting them slide to her feet
. Then, he unzipped his trousers, releasing his throbbing, slightly aching penis. Without
any hesitation, he entered Akiko's body.
"Ah!" At the moment of penetration, Akiko let out a cry mixed with pain and pleasure.
Realizing his recklessness, Kazuhiko felt a pang of guilt, but stopping was no longer an option
. He kissed Akiko again, slowly thrusting.
'Ugh…ah…uh…ah, ah…'
Akiko could only utter muffled cries with Kazuhiko's lips sealed, but slowly, her voice
lost its pain, becoming only soft, pleasurable gasps and moans.
'Huff, huff…' Kazuhiko panted, gradually increasing the speed of his movements. Akiko's body was soft and elastic
, the warm, moist walls tightly enveloping his penis, creating an indescribable, wonderful sensation. Kazuhiko felt
as if his penis was melting inside.
With their movements, lewd 'plop, plop' sounds began to rise, and nectar dripped
onto the floor.
'Akiko…' he whispered her name, hooking Akiko's knee with his other hand,
lifting one of her legs; his other hand gripped her buttocks, adjusting the angle of his thrusts.
"Ah..." Akiko let out a long, low moan, her hands, which had been wrapped around Kazuhiko's waist, now
gripping his neck.
Akiko was almost ten centimeters shorter than Kazuhiko, and now, in this unstable one-legged stance
, their weight made their bodies even closer together, intensifying the sensation.
"Ahhh! ~Haaah! ~~"
As Kazuhiko thrust again, the even stronger sensations caused Akiko's moans to rise,
her hips swaying in rhythm, allowing Kazuhiko to penetrate her deeply again and again, binding them tightly
together.
"A...Akiko..." With such rapid thrusting, Kazuhiko quickly reached his limit.
"Hmm...Ahhh!..." Akiko's eyes were somewhat glazed, "Faster, faster...Ahhh!"
The walls of Akiko's body suddenly contracted, the intense pleasure making Kazuhiko unable to hold back any longer, and he released himself
, his pent-up semen pouring into Akiko's body with great force, causing
her to cry out again.
"Ahhh~" Her body trembled violently as Akiko clung weakly to him.
Even after the release, the walls of Akiko's body seemed reluctant to let go of Kazuhiko's member, trembling and
contracting weakly and continuously.
"Huff, huff, huff..." Kazuhiko panted. It had been two or three months since they last did it, and
the release of his pent-up desire felt incredibly pleasurable.
"Ah... don't move." Noticing Kazuhiko's movement, Akiko tightened her grip on his neck
, preventing him from leaving.
"Please... let it be like this for now..." Akiko pleaded softly, "Don't leave me."
"Mm." Gently embracing her, Kazuhiko stroked her smooth, glossy black hair.
They had already broken up, yet this kind of relationship felt wrong. But
when he saw Akiko's tears just now, he only felt that she was incredibly endearing and wanted to hold her tightly...
"I'm sorry. I got your clothes dirty."
"It's okay." Looking up at him, Akiko smiled gently, "Thank you. I feel much
better now."
"I'm the one who should thank you." Kazuhiko lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.
It was supposed to be a light kiss, but Akiko responded passionately, deepening the kiss
into a lingering, passionate one, exchanging each other's saliva and breath.
And it wasn't just a kiss; Akiko's body naturally pressed against him, rubbing against him. Kazuhiko's
penis, still inside Akiko, reacted immediately to the stimulation.
"Ah?" Noticing the change in his penis inside her, Akiko was somewhat surprised, "You're back so quickly…
"
Kazuhiko gave an awkward, wry smile, "Because it's been several months since we last did it, so…"
Akiko chuckled, patting his cheek reassuringly, "It's okay, let me
comfort you properly."
"Thank you." Kazuhiko lowered his head to kiss her.
"Wait a minute." She reached out and covered his lips, chuckling softly, "Carry me back to my room."
"Okay." Kazuhiko nodded, but because he couldn't bear to
part with the exquisite sensation inside Akiko, he maintained the position of his penis inside her, lifting her full buttocks and walking
towards the room in this joined state.
"Ah…" Akiko was startled at first, then playfully punched Kazuhiko's chest, both amused and annoyed.
"I didn't mean to 'carry' like that…you big pervert…"
Although she said this, Akiko's tone was more coquettish than reproachful, her hands encircling
Kazuhiko's neck, her long legs wrapping around his waist.
In this position, with each step Kazuhiko took, Akiko felt a vibration within her, making her weak all over
and emitting soft moans of "uh, ah."
Entering Akiko's room, Kazuhiko first placed her on the bed and withdrew his penis from her body.
Having left Akiko's private parts, Kazuhiko's penis was covered in clear love fluid, glistening under the light
, pointing angrily at the ceiling, looking somewhat frightening.
"Hehe." With a playful laugh, as if teasing him, Akiko knelt on the bed and slowly
took off her clothes.
First, her top with only two buttons undone, then her shirt, and then her dress pulled down to her waist.
Her bra, and finally her long skirt.
Every movement of Akiko was rhythmic, radiating captivating charm, like
a seductive dance, tightly gripping Kazuhiko's gaze.
As the movements continued, Akiko's beautiful body was gradually revealed before him, making his heart
race.
Nearly a year ago, in this very room, after three months of dating, they decided to try
sex for the first time.
They were each other's first time, and the feeling was nothing but nervousness. They were trembling with fear during the process
; she was in pain, and so was he. Despite this, the feeling was incredibly wonderful, and they tried it many
more times afterward. Even after their breakup, Kazuhiko would occasionally reminisce about that wonderful, unforgettable feeling.
Quickly removing his clothes, Kazuhiko didn't immediately pounce on her, but stood at the foot of the bed,
admiring Akiko's beautiful body reclining on the bed with an aesthetic eye.
Facing Kazuhiko's gaze, Akiko showed no shyness or attempt to hide;
she had absolute confidence in the figure she had painstakingly maintained.
(So beautiful.)
Looking at Akiko's full and well-proportioned model figure, Kazuhiko admired her inwardly. Her figure
was still as beautiful as he remembered, even more beautiful, fuller and more alluring. The immaturity he remembered was almost
gone, replaced by mature sexiness, exuding an irresistible charm.
Akiko's gaze also lingered on Kazuhiko without any hesitation.
Compared to when they were dating, Kazuhiko's figure appeared more mature. His shoulders were broader,
and he had more muscle. The boyish immaturity of the past was gone,
and he looked like a "man." His erect penis seemed to have grown considerably more than he remembered.
"Am I good-looking?" Akiko asked with a smile.
"So beautiful," Kazuhiko said sincerely.
"Compared to your previous girlfriends?" Akiko smiled proudly.
"None of them can compare to you," Kazuhiko said honestly, "Even college students are the same."
"Thank you." '
Now it was no time for words. The two exchanged what seemed like their umpteenth passionate kiss,
their bodies entwined in a fervent embrace
. From above, from below, from behind, they held each other tightly, as if they had returned to the most passionate days of their relationship. Two playful young people, both craving novelty and excitement, experimented with
every way that brought them pleasure.
' 'Ah, ooh, ah…' Akiko gasped and moaned. Due to Kazuhiko's increasingly intense
movements, her legs bent, and her upper body slowly arched, making her breasts appear even more prominent
. With the rhythm of her body, her beautiful breasts traced breathtakingly beautiful arcs in the air.
'Ah, Akiko… your breasts… are so beautiful…'
Gasping for breath, Kazuhiko continued his lower body movements, unable to resist reaching out and grabbing her
swaying breasts, kneading them forcefully.
'Ah… this, if it's like this… ah!' Akiko's moans suddenly became high-pitched. Because Kazuhiko
's movements were no longer simply insertion, but after reaching the deepest point,
he drew circles around their point of union, thoroughly stirring her sensitive and delicate secret place with his penis.
'Ah... if, if this continues... it's going to... ah, ooh...'
He forcefully kissed Akiko, plundering the fragrance in her mouth while his penis moved
intensely, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes drawing arcs.
The afterglow of her first orgasm hadn't completely faded, and now, enduring such intense assault, Akiko
quickly reached her climax.
'Ahhhhh!'
After letting out a particularly high-pitched moan, Akiko's fingers pierced Kazuhiko's back, her legs suddenly
tightening before weakly relaxing again.
'Ooh!' Her secret place contracted intensely as if being squeezed, bringing Kazuhiko to his limit instantly, 　　releasing fiery passion within
Akiko once more. 　　Although it was the second time in a short period, the amount that gushed out was still considerable, as if it were trying to 　　fill Akiko's body completely. 　　'Mmm.' While savoring the exhausting pleasure of the orgasm, Kazuhiko greedily demanded 　　Akiko's red lips. 　　Although both of them were breathing heavily, their lips still intertwined passionately when they touched. 　　------------------------------------------------------------------ 　　After serving the last soup to the table, Yuko smiled smugly at the fruits of her labor throughout the night 　　. 　　(Actually, if you're willing to put in the effort, there's always a way! Kazuhiko will definitely be surprised when he gets back.) 　　Although she had two burns and one cut, just thinking about Kazuhiko's surprised expression made 　　it all worthwhile. 　　Yuko looked up at the wall clock; it was eight o'clock. 　　Since Kazuhiko didn't use his cell phone while working, Yuko couldn't call to ask if he was 　　already on his way home. However, she had heard him say yesterday that he wouldn't finish work until around eight o'clock, so there should still 　　be some time. 　　(Since Kazuhiko hasn't returned yet, I'll take the handouts to Akiko first.) 　　Akiko's building is very close to the Sakura family's, about a ten-minute walk. 　　Holding the handouts that were just distributed today, Yuko registered at the security office, took the elevator upstairs, pressed 　　the doorbell for Akiko's apartment, and waited for about thirty seconds before someone answered. 　　'Aki…' Yuko was stunned, looking at Kazuhiko who opened the door in surprise. 　　Kazuhiko's hair was still wet, a towel was draped over his shoulders, his shirt was only buttoned up haphazardly 　　, and the hem was left untucked. It seemed he had heard the doorbell while showering and hurriedly put on 　　his clothes to open the door. 　　'Yuko…' Kazuhiko was also stunned, not expecting Yuko to be here. 　　'Kazuhiko, who is this?' With a charming smile on her face, Akiko dried her hair with a towel 　　as she walked towards the door.

Akiko wore a light purple silk onesie nightgown; the soft fabric clung to her body, outlining
the graceful curves of her upper body. The exposed skin at the neckline revealed her full, white breasts, indicating she wasn't
wearing a bra. Her long, damp hair cascaded over her ample bosom, making her appear exceptionally sexy and alluring.
However, her smile froze instantly upon seeing the visitor at the door.
An awkward silence followed for a moment before Yuko broke it.
"Sorry, I think I picked the wrong time," Yuko said jokingly. "Kazuhiko,
it's okay if you don't go home tonight. I'll cover for you if Mom and Dad call. I won't disturb you any longer
. Bye!" Yuko
shoved the handouts into Kazuhiko's hands and quickly left without looking back.
Kazuhiko closed the door and handed the handouts to Akiko.
Taking the handouts, Akiko asked him, "Do you need me to explain?"
"No need." A bitter smile appeared on his face, and Kazuhiko shook his head. "That's just
how she saw it. There's nothing to explain."
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Tennis club practice court.
"Yuko!"
Kiyomi's call snapped Yuko out of her reverie.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Kiyomi snatched the poster from Yuko's hand. "Is this
the ad Kazuhiko did? He's so handsome! I can have this one!"
"No!" Yuko quickly grabbed the poster back. "This is my junior's. She asked me to give it to Kazuhiko for
an autograph."
"Oh, I see. Well, there's nothing I can do then." Kiyomi said with some regret.
"Yuko, do you know? Since the posters went up, Kazuhiko is even more popular than before. Lots
of girls are clamoring to get his autograph and take pictures with him."
"I know." It's hard not to know; it's the hottest topic at school right now, especially among
the girls.
"What's wrong?"
"What?" "
Why have you become so strange?" Kiyomi pointed out bluntly, "Since last
week, you suddenly stopped tying your hair in braids, and you've been acting weird, always spacing out... Did you and Kazuhiko
have a fight?"
"No." How could they have a fight when they didn't even have a chance to talk? Ever since
she saw Kazuhiko at Akiko's house last week, she didn't know why, but she deliberately avoided him. Plus, he's been
very busy with work lately, and she usually gets home after he's already asleep; when she leaves in the morning, he's still in bed. She
hardly ever gets a chance to tie her hair in braids, let alone talk to him.
"Really?" Kiyomi shrugged. "Well, Kazuhiko's here to see you."
"Huh?"
Yuko turned around and saw Kazuhiko surrounded by some female students outside the wire fence around the tennis court
, his face still bearing his usual smile, though it seemed increasingly stiff.
At that moment, Yuko felt the boy in front of her was a complete stranger. He was no longer
the little boy she had grown up with, always following her around calling her "sister," but someone she didn't recognize.
Kazuhiko felt his face was about to freeze from smiling. Ever since the poster shoot was released along with the clothing line,
he felt like a rare animal, constantly being pointed at and whispered about at school,
surrounded by female classmates asking all sorts of random questions—he was about to go crazy.
(These girls are really bored, always surrounding me, don't they have anything better to do?)
Looking towards the basketball court, Kazuhiko quickly found Yuko. Their eyes met, and he nodded,
signaling her to come over.
However, Yuko's response was to turn away and walk in another direction.
(What's she up to?)
Kazuhiko's patience had reached its limit. After apologizing to the girls around him, he entered the court
and quickly caught up with Yuko.
'Wait a minute!'
'Is something wrong?' Yuko forced a normal smile, 'If it's nothing important,
I still have to practice.' "
It's something very important," Kazuhiko said in a low voice, "It'll only take a few minutes."
"What did you say?!" Yuko asked in a panic, "Why are you suddenly moving out?"
Not far from the tennis court, under the shade of a tree in a corner of the campus, Kazuhiko's simple words sent Yuko into a panic
.
"My temporary contract with the company will probably take another two months to complete, so moving out
will make work more convenient. Since you've been handling your household affairs so well lately, I don't think it's a problem for me to move out
."
"But what about the rent?" Yuko said angrily, "I won't give you any money."
"I have a part-time job and savings." Kazuhiko remained unmoved, "Besides, my friend has a spare room
. She said it's empty anyway, and if I help with household chores and share the utilities, she'll give
me a very cheap price."
"But… what about Mom and Dad?"
"I've already asked for their permission." "Kazuhiko has prepared everything," my parents said
, reassured. "They said they wouldn't object as long as I thought it through."
"So you've decided to move out?" Yuko's eyes reddened. Kazuhiko hadn't come to "
discuss" it; he'd already made his decision and was just informing her.
"Yeah." Kazuhiko patted her shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry, I'm not going abroad. We're
still going to the same school, so we can see each other anytime. I'll even come home occasionally."
"Go wherever you want! I don't care anymore!"
Yuko slapped Kazuhiko's hand away, running off before her tears could fall.
No blood ties, no shared lives, and now even living separately—
what connection could they possibly have left?
He was no longer the boy she'd grown up with, but a complete
stranger.
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'Did you tell her?'
'Yes.'
'Is she angry?'
'Very angry.'
'Hahaha!' Because she didn't want to attract attention, Akiko lowered her voice, but just looking at her
gloating expression, you could tell she was really happy.
'Laugh all you want.' Kazuhiko's expression was a little unpleasant. 'If you laugh your makeup off, Rumi-nee will drag
you away to get it fixed.'
Because the photographer needed to readjust the lighting and set, the two of them finally had a chance to chat. However,
Kazuhiko suddenly felt that Akiko seemed to enjoy making fun of him more and more.
'So when are you planning to tell her that you're moving in with me?' Touching Kazuhiko's cheek, Akiko
smiled mischievously: 'Maybe she'll be so angry that she'll disown you.'
Although he felt like he had become the object of Akiko's teasing, Kazuhiko wasn't really angry; instead, he felt
relieved.
After that incident, he had worried that their relationship might change, and that he might lose a
rare good friend. But the next day, Akiko was back to normal, talking to him as usual
. His worries hadn't come true.
That time was a pleasant memory they shared. Perhaps in a few years, it would become
a topic of jokes, but it didn't affect their relationship. They were still friends… just friends.
'Akiko.' Kazuhiko suddenly thought of a question: 'Why did you break up with me?'
'Why are you suddenly asking?' Somewhat surprised, but Akiko still smiled and asked in return: 'I thought
you weren't interested in knowing.' Kazuhiko had always been very nonchalant about relationships, and he really didn't expect him to care about this
question.
'Nothing, I just suddenly thought of it.' Kazuhiko added: 'It's okay if you don't want to talk about it
.'
'Actually, the reason is very simple.' Akiko said: 'Because you didn't look back.'
'Huh?' Kazuhiko was puzzled, 'What do you mean?' "
During our relationship, you never looked back when we parted ways."
Akiko said calmly, "You're a very good person. Not only are you beautiful, but you're also gentle and considerate
. I was really happy with you. But I couldn't feel that you cared about me.
You wouldn't want to go out with me unless I asked you out; you wouldn't chat with me unless I called you; even though
we were in the same school, you wouldn't take the initiative to meet me..."
Akiko smiled softly, "Although I don't like that kind of relationship where we're always together
, an overly easy relationship makes me feel miserable, so I decided to break up with you." "
So that's how it is. No wonder I always get dumped." Kazuhiko finally understood and laughed self-deprecatingly
, "It seems I'm really not suited for dating girls."
Looking back, he always readily agreed to date girls, but once
problems arose, he never tried to change, resulting in every relationship ending in failure. Thinking it over carefully
, although both of them had dated many people, Akiko's situation was different from his. Akiko
treated every relationship with her heart, but he had never been seriously committed.
'It's not that you're unsuitable,' Akiko said, 'it's just that your heart isn't with us. Girls
are very sensitive about these things; we can sense how much effort you put in.'
'I'm sorry,' Kazuhiko said softly.
'It's too late to say sorry now,' Akiko smiled. 'Now that you understand
who your heart belongs to, what do you plan to do?'
'You should already know my answer,' Kazuhiko smiled somewhat helplessly. 'In her eyes, I 'll
always be a younger brother, so I have to leave first, and wait until I can completely see her as an older sister.
'
By doing this, at least he can still maintain the identity of a younger brother and won't harm the integrity of the whole family.
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After taking a bath, Yuko sat in front of the dressing table in her room, combing her long hair. Without
Kazuhiko's help, and lacking his patience and skill, she had only
lightly combed her hair for the past few weeks, casually tying it into a ponytail with a ribbon during workouts; she hadn't braided it in a long time.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Yuuko recalled a little incident at school today.
'Yuuko, do you want to go to karaoke with the boys later? Tomomi, Haruka, and Rui
will be going too.'
'I'm not going.' Yuuko shook her head: 'I'm going straight home.'
'Come on!' Kiyomi suddenly lowered her voice, 'Captain Hajima will be going too. I heard he's interested in you
!'
'Me?' Yuuko paused, 'Don't make such silly jokes.'
The Captain Hajima Kiyomi was referring to was the captain of the boys' tennis club. Because of his good looks and
excellent tennis skills, he had many supporters at school. However, compared to Kazuhiko, who was the subject of countless rumors, he seemed quite
self-disciplined.
"I'm serious," Kiyomi said. "Don't you know? Ever since you let your hair down,
boys have been saying you look very feminine. You should just stop wearing braids."
"But…" Yuko touched a strand of hair that fell to her chest, her tone somewhat doubtful. "Kazuhiko said I
look better with braids."
"Huh?" After thinking for a moment, Kiyomi had an answer. "Well… maybe Kazuhiko's aesthetic sense
is a little different from most people's."
(Does he really think I look better with braids, or has he been lying all along?…)
Just then, Kazuhiko's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"I'm back."
After hesitating for a moment, Yuko left the room and went to the living room, only to see Kazuhiko slumped on the sofa
, looking completely exhausted.
"Kazuhiko, Kazuhiko." Yuko called two or three times before he regained his senses, which was about to be battling sleep
. But Kazuhiko's somewhat dazed look made Yuko feel uneasy, so she reached out and touched his forehead. "You have a fever." Although it wasn't serious, it was slightly higher than normal. Coupled with 　　his lack of sleep and irregular lifestyle
lately , it was no wonder he was like this. 　　"Should I go with you to the hospital?" 　　"No need." Kazuhiko stood up. "I'll just take a shower and get some sleep." 　　He shook his head, as if trying to shake off the drowsiness, and went to his room. 　　Although she was still angry with him, seeing Kazuhiko's weak appearance, Yuko immediately softened. While he was in the bathroom 　　, she quickly cooked him a bowl of egg porridge. 　　Her cooking skills weren't great, but egg porridge was the first dish she learned and the one she was most confident in 　　. Because Kazuhiko was very sick as a child, often catching colds and fevers, his mother would cook him easily 　　digestible porridge when he was sick. He had pestered his mother to teach him how to make it. 　　Recalling her childhood, Yuko smiled gently. Just then, Kazuhiko came out of the bathroom. 　　"Wait a moment, the egg porridge will be ready soon." 　　"No need, I'm going to take my medicine and then go to sleep." 　　"No." Yuko adopted an older sister's tone, saying firmly, "Taking medicine on an empty stomach is bad for your health 　　. Whether you have an appetite or not, you should at least eat something." 　　"Okay." Knowing Yuko was right, Kazuhiko didn't want to go against her good intentions, and besides, he 　　didn't have the energy to argue. "Do you have any drinks? I'm so thirsty." 　　"There's some juice without ice in the cupboard." 　　Kazuhiko opened the cupboard, grabbed a can of drink, pulled the tab, and drank half of it in one gulp. 　　"Sorry to keep you waiting." A few minutes later, Yuko left the kitchen with a steaming bowl of egg porridge, only to find 　　Kazuhiko slumped over the dining table. 　　"Kazuhiko, wake up!" Yuko called to him, noticing the "juice 　　" he'd just been drinking. 　　"How could you mistake wine for juice?!" 　　"Please, don't talk near my ear." With the cold and the alcohol taking effect, Kazuhiko felt 　　dizzy and lightheaded. "I'm going to throw up." 　　Kazuhiko couldn't eat in his condition, so Yuko helped him back to the room and 　　laid him on the bed. 　　"Be careful." As he slowly lay down, Yuko said, "I'll get you a towel in a bit." 　　Looking at Yuko's profile, Kazuhiko couldn't help but smile. He couldn't remember the last time they'd been this 　　close. 　　"Thank you." 　　Before Yuko left, Kazuhiko hooked his arm around her neck and quickly kissed her lips. 　　Then, before Yuko could react, Kazuhiko had already fallen back asleep 　　. 　　(He…he just now…) 　　Yuko was stunned by Kazuhiko's sudden behavior. When she came to her senses, her face slowly turned from white to red. 　　She felt both shy and angry, unsure whether to mourn her inexplicably lost first kiss or to give the 　　pervert in front of her a good beating. 　　------------------------------------------------------------------ 　　Early in the morning, Yuko, who had been sleepless all night, got up to prepare breakfast. 　　(Is he delirious from a fever, or does he think I'm someone else?…) 　　Stirring the porridge in the pot, Yuko couldn't help but think about Kazuhiko's fleeting kiss last night 　　, and her face turned red. 　　(That idiot! That was my first kiss! He should at least have chosen a more romantic time… 　　What am I thinking?…) 　　Realizing that her thoughts were wrong, Yuko shook her head vigorously, as if trying to 　　banish all the strange thoughts from her head. 　　(But…even though we're siblings, we're not related by blood…really! Why am I 　　so upset about what this pervert did!?) 　　'Good morning.' Amidst her swirling thoughts, Kazuhiko 　　's voice suddenly came from behind, startling Yuko. 　　"Good...good morning." Yuko turned around; Kazuhiko no longer looked sickly as he had the night before, seemingly 　　fully recovered. 　　"Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon." 　　"Okay." 　　(It seems he's completely forgotten.) 　　Kazuhiko's gentle smile, unchanged from any other day, relieved Yuko. 　　(That's good, otherwise it would be awkward later.) 　　Although she thought this, a touch of melancholy unexpectedly crept into Yuko's heart. 　　During the meal, they chatted about everyday matters; after finishing, they cleaned up the dishes together and 　　went to school together, just like before, yet this familiar routine made Yuko feel quite at ease and happy. 　　(It's been so long since we've done this.) 　　Every day before was like this, and she didn't find anything special about it. Sometimes she even found Kazuhiko annoying, like a busybody. But only now, on the verge of losing him, did she realize 　　how truly beautiful 　　this "ordinariness" was. 　　"Kazuhiko, do you have work today?" Yuko asked him before they parted ways as they entered the campus. 　　"No. But I have things to do after school, I'll probably be home around six." 　　"Then I'll prepare dinner for you." 　　"Okay." Seeing Yuko about to leave, Kazuhiko suddenly called out to her. 　　"Yuko." 　　"What is it?" 　　"Last night… I'm sorry." 　　After saying this, Kazuhiko turned and left, leaving Yuko standing there, her pretty face gradually flushing 　　red. 　　(He still remembers…) 　　------------------------------------------------------------------ 　　"What's wrong now?" After observing Yuko all day, Kiyomi finally couldn't suppress her question. 　　All day long, Yuko just sat there in a daze, her expression a mixture of happiness and something else.

Angry, sometimes shy, and more often blank-minded.
"No."
"Really not?" Kiyomi leaned closer, chuckling mischievously in a low voice: "Judging from your expression…
you might be in love, right?"
In love!?
So this strange feeling of anticipation, joy, and fear…is what love
feels like? …
Startled by Kiyomi's words, Yuuko understood her feelings.
Was she just too slow to realize it? She realized that,
without noticing some point, Kazuhiko was no longer her younger brother.
That's why she didn't reject his womanizing, and even gloated over his heartbreak, because she knew that
as long as he was like this, he would never leave her side; that's why she was so angry when she learned of his intimate relationship with Akiko, and when she learned
he was moving out, because then he would no longer belong to her; that's why
she had never thought about dating a boy, because she was already in love…
So many "whys," questions she hadn't noticed before, all had answers. …But it was too late.
Kazuhiko and Akiko were already… He was such a slow-witted idiot; he'd only just realized he was in love, and he was already
heartbroken. …
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'This room is yours.' Akiko opened the door, showing Kazuhiko the room. Because
it wasn't used regularly, there was a thin layer of dust, but overall it was clean.
'The bed, desk, and wardrobe are all there. If you need anything else, just bring it yourself. Kazuhiko
, are you listening?'
'Oh! Yes.' Kazuhiko snapped out of his reverie and smiled, 'Thank you for taking me in.'
'You're welcome.' Akiko smiled mischievously, 'Don't forget you promised to help me with the housework!
Here, take the key.'
Taking the key, Kazuhiko's thoughts wandered elsewhere.
(What a stupid idiot I am. I decided to be a 'younger brother,' and yet I did this to her
…)
Seeing his state, Akiko couldn't help but sigh.
(What an idiot.)
'Kazuhiko.' Drawing his attention back, Akiko asked him seriously, 'Do you really want to
leave home and cut ties with Yuko?'
'It's not a matter of whether I want to or not.' Kazuhiko smiled bitterly, 'but I have to do it. If this
continues, it will become increasingly difficult for me to maintain this sibling-like relationship with her.'
'Since it can't be maintained, have you thought about changing things?' Akiko suggested, 'Why don't you
just tell her your thoughts? Maybe she likes you too.'
Kazuhiko shook his head, 'I've thought about that too, but… never mind.'
'Why have you become so timid?' Akiko said disapprovingly, 'You've dated so many girls before
, and you were never afraid. At most, you'd get dumped one more time. Aren't you used to it?'
'This time is different.'
Because I like her, I care; because I value her, I'm afraid of rejection. I could be carefree before
because I never cared.
"If I fail, I'm afraid I won't even be able to be your 'little brother.' I don't want our family relationship to be
affected."
"But if you don't try, you'll never know the outcome." Akiko pointed to his
heart. "Be brave. If you try, you still have a chance to succeed; if you don't try,
you won't even have that chance. Rather than regretting it later, it's better to do it first."
"You make it sound so easy..."
"Because I've been there!" Akiko smiled. "I always approach relationships with this
mindset. If I don't try, I won't know if the other person is right for me. Although
I've failed so far, I've never regretted it. Because if I hadn't tried, I would
have regretted it even more."
Looking at Akiko, Kazuhiko was truly shaken. Compared to Akiko's courageous pursuit and willingness to face
challenges, he was far too timid.
"Finding someone you truly like isn't easy." "Akiko said slowly, 'Now that
you've found it, are you willing to give up without doing anything?'
'Thanks.' Kazuhiko nodded, 'I know what to do.'
Akiko is right. If he doesn't try,
he'll definitely regret it if Yuko gets a boyfriend and gets married in the future.
'Then, give me back the key.' Taking the key back, Akiko smiled playfully, 'Good
luck! If you fail, come find me, I'll comfort you.'
'Sigh...' Kazuhiko smiled wryly, 'Don't encourage me and then suddenly throw cold water on me, okay?
'
Waving to Akiko, Kazuhiko left without looking back. Watching his figure disappear behind the door,
Akiko chuckled softly, '...But, it probably won't be necessary.'
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'I'm back.'
'You're back!' Yuko poked her head out from the kitchen, 'Dinner won't be ready for a while, go
take a shower first!'" Yuko
spoke entirely in an older sister's tone, an answer she had pondered all day.
Since it was too late, she would wholeheartedly play the role of an older sister! That way, at least
she would still be his only older sister.
Yuko's usual cheerful attitude left Kazuhiko unsure how to start a conversation, so he obediently
went to take a shower and prepare for dinner.
(Even a death row inmate deserves a last supper!) 　　Kazuhiko cherished this moment,
wondering if they would ever be able to interact so naturally again, dining together like family without any reservations .

After finishing their meal, Yuko went to take a shower. Then, as usual, the two cut a plate of fruit and
chatted while watching TV in the living room.
"Ha—ha—" Yuko yawned rather inelegantly, "So sleepy, I'm going back to my room."
She had been sleepless all night and was now wide awake.
"Huh? Wait a minute." Kazuhiko quickly stopped her.
"What's wrong?"
If he didn't speak up today, he might never have the courage again. Thinking this, Kazuhiko made up his
mind.
"Last night…"
"That? It's okay!" Yuko interrupted Kazuhiko, "
I understand you were confused because you had a cold and drank alcohol."
Kazuhiko was speechless. How could he possibly say what he had carefully prepared with Yuko's attitude?
"However, you can't drink anymore." Yuko adopted a lecturing tone, "To actually
lay a hand on your own sister, your drinking manners are terrible. " " I don't want to see you arrested for sexual harassment later
."
"No, no!" In his anxiety, Kazuhiko couldn't care less about anything else. "Even though I wasn't
fully conscious, I did this because it was you!"
"Huh?" Yuko froze, staring blankly at him.
"Finally said it." Kazuhiko looked defeated, hanging his head. "Why did I confess to you like that
?"
"You…" Yuko tried to brush it off with a smile, but couldn't manage one, her face quickly turning red
. "Are you kidding me?"
Kazuhiko looked up, slightly annoyed by her slowness. "Do I look like I'm joking?"
"But…" Yuko hesitated, "We're siblings…"
Kazuhiko interrupted directly: "But we're not related by blood."
"How did you know!?" Yuko was startled again. He
already knew the secret she'd always believed? Why hadn't he ever told her?
"I've always known." Kazuhiko's voice became calm. "When I came to this family,
I was only five years old, but memories of such important events don't fade easily. And
my father told me when I was in high school."
"Then why didn't you tell me?" Yuko was a little annoyed. She had always thought he didn't know, and had tried her best to hide it from him to avoid upsetting
him, but it turned out to be all in vain.
"Because there was no need to bring it up." Kazuhiko smiled faintly. "Although we are not related by blood,
in my heart, this is my real home, and you are my family. That will never change." "
But..." Reaching out to touch the strands of hair that fell beside Yuko's shoulder, Kazuhiko said softly, "Without realizing it
, Yuko is no longer my older sister. Although I don't want to affect this family and try to just
be a 'younger brother,' I can't control my feelings."
"Then..." Yuko asked him softly, "You kissed me because you like me?"
"Yes."
Having revealed his long-held secret, Kazuhiko felt a sense of relief, but Yuko's reaction disappointed
him.
Her complex expression, even with his familiarity with her, made it impossible for him to guess her thoughts, but… she seemed
somewhat troubled…
(What am I still hoping for?)
Kazuhiko thought to
himself with a self-deprecating smile. (I should be grateful she didn't immediately turn on me and berate me.)
"I know you might not be able to accept it right now, but I'm absolutely sincere," Kazuhiko said slowly.
"I won't bring it up again. I'll try my best to be a good younger brother, just like before. Just forget
what I said today."
"Wait…wait a minute!" Just as he was about to stand up, Yuko finally reacted.
"You…aren't you being a little too selfish?" Yuko said angrily. "You only care about yourself
and don't care about my feelings. I just decided to be your older sister, and now you're saying this? Doesn't my decision
seem ridiculous?"
"Huh?" Hearing the hidden meaning in Yuko's words, Kazuhiko was startled, but still unsure
if he was really that lucky.
However, Yuko's next words gave him a definite answer.
"I like you." Blushing, Yuko clearly stated her feelings, "It's not just
the kind of liking I have for my younger brother, there's something else."
"Are you kidding me?" Kazuhiko was still not very confident. Having mustered up the courage to confess, only to receive this answer, Yuko couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, repeating 　　what
Kazuhiko had just said . 　　"Do I look like I'm kidding?" 　　A smile appeared on Kazuhiko's face, and he reached out to hug Yuko tightly. 　　Although initially surprised, Yuko quickly relaxed, enjoying 　　the feeling of being embraced. 　　(Is this what a lovers' embrace is like?...Right!) 　　Lifting her head from his embrace, Yuko smiled and said, "Kazuhiko, you still owe me something!" " 　　Oh?" Kazuhiko asked with a smile, "What is it?" 　　"You still owe me a kiss." "Yuko smiled playfully: 'That was my first kiss yesterday, and 　　you stole it without any romance at all.' 　　'I'm sorry, I'll give it back to you now.' Kazuhiko lowered his head and gently kissed her. 　　The light kiss lasted for about ten seconds before they parted. 　　'How did the second kiss feel?' 　　'It felt a little better.' Although her face was flushed, Yuko still pretended to be experienced 　　. 'But, is this all you know how to do? I saw in movies that the male and female leads kiss so passionately, and books 　　say that kissing makes you weak all over... ugh...' 　　Before Yuko could finish speaking, Kazuhiko sealed her lips with his again. He hadn't wanted to scare her earlier, but instead 　　made her doubt her skills, so this time Kazuhiko wouldn't hold back. 　　He sucked on her lips, probing with his tongue. Although Yuko didn't know how to respond at first, she 　　still cooperated by opening her lips and letting Kazuhiko invade. 　　Although she was a little hesitant, Yuko still gave an awkward response, her breathing becoming rapid, and her hands also..."

Yuko naturally returned Kazuhiko's embrace.
This passionate kiss lasted for over a minute before ending. Experiencing this kind of stimulation for the first time, Yuko was
slightly weak and pressed against Kazuhiko's chest, panting.
"How was it this time?" Kazuhiko asked mischievously.
"Hmm, not bad… Ah!"
With a gasp, Yuko was already being lifted up by Kazuhiko.
"Is it okay?" Kazuhiko asked softly, his eyes revealing his desire.
Although this was progressing too quickly, after enduring so much, his feelings had finally been reciprocated
. He didn't want to wait any longer; the excitement in his heart urged him to possess Yuko, now, immediately!
However, even so, he still hoped to get Yuko's consent.
"…Hmm." After a moment of silence, Yuko kissed him proactively, expressing her desire through her actions
.
He carried Yuko to her room, stopping at the door so she could turn the handle.
Kazuhiko then stepped inside, carefully making sure Akiko wasn't bumped, but he didn't consider his own safety and
bumped his back against the door as he entered.
"Heh." Yuko couldn't help but laugh.
"Laugh if you want." He placed Yuko on the bed. Kazuhiko began to admire those
men in movies who could so easily carry the heroine into a room.
"Heh. I'm sorry." Yuko offered her red lips in comfort.
Another passionate, deep kiss ensued, their lips and tongues intertwining, exchanging saliva and sharing each other's
breath until they were almost breathless.
Lightly panting, Kazuhiko began to remove Yuko's top, and although shy, Yuko willingly sat up to
make it easier for him.
After unbuttoning her coat and removing her t-shirt, Yuko was left wearing only a beautiful white lace bra
, the cleavage between her breasts making Kazuhiko swallow hard.
"Wait a minute." As Kazuhiko tried to unhook his bra, Yuko stopped his hand.
"What's wrong?" Kazuhiko asked, somewhat surprised. The girl seemed unaware of
how difficult and painful it was for a man to "wait a moment" at such a moment.
"It's not fair that only I'm taking my clothes off," Yuko said, blushing. "You should take your clothes off too."
Kazuhiko chuckled softly and quickly removed his shirt, revealing his bare upper body.
Yuko curiously reached out and tentatively pressed her fingers against Kazuhiko's chest.
He wasn't muscular, but he wasn't skinny either; his muscles were soft yet firm
, unlike her own.
Yuko first pressed, then squeezed a few times, then slid her hand across his chest, feeling his
rapid heartbeat.
"Finished checking?" Although Yuko's actions had aroused him, Kazuhiko still had the mood
to joke with her.
"Finished checking," Yuko said with a smile as she lay back down on the bed.
After Yuko withdrew her hand, Kazuhiko followed suit, reaching behind her and unhooking her bra.
"So beautiful," Kazuhiko exclaimed. Just as he'd predicted, Yuko's breasts were fuller than Yakiko's
, and perhaps due to her regular exercise, even without a bra, they defied
gravity, standing proudly erect with perfect curves.
Hearing Kazuhiko's praise and enduring his unabashed gaze, Yuko blushed, suppressing
the urge to cover her breasts, and turned her head away, unable to look at him.
Seeing this shy reaction from her usually strong and outgoing self, Kazuhiko's lips curled into
a smug smile as he reached for her ample bosom.
"Ah…" Yuko let out a soft moan.
The full, firm feel of her breasts was irresistible, but to avoid frightening her, Kazuhiko dared not
knead or caress them too roughly. He gently stroked her full, beautiful breasts, and even the
occasional brush of his fingers against her delicate nipples sent shivers down Yuko's spine.
Although Kazuhiko's movements were slow and gentle,
Yuko's breathing gradually quickened as her sensitive breasts were touched, and her pink nipples became engorged and erect. Gradually,
Yuko began to feel an itch all over her body from Kazuhiko's excessively gentle touch, wishing he would be more forceful
.
"It itches..." Yuko whispered, her face flushed.
Understanding Yuko's true feelings, Kazuhiko smiled mischievously, gradually increasing the intensity of his caresses, then
lowering his head to kiss her breasts.
"Ah!" Yuko cried out when Kazuhiko took one of her nipples into his mouth, but then shyly
bit her finger, trying to suppress the sound.
"Don't hold back." He gently smiled at her, taking her hands in his. "I want to
hear your voice."
He let Yuko's hands rest on his shoulders, then lowered his head, kissing her alluring
breasts again.
After kissing her breasts, he took her right nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it; his right hand grasped
her left breast, gently rubbing the nipple with his fingers, making it gradually erect.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
His increasingly intense movements gave Yuko sensations many times stronger than before, and
a series of melodious sounds flowed from her slightly parted lips, further exciting him.
He alternated between sucking on her breasts, kneading each one with his hands. With his efforts
, Yuko's originally pink nipples became engorged and erect, a tempting, luscious red, and breaths
and moans escaped her lips.
(This is so...strange...it feels completely different from what I've experienced before...)
Yuko felt increasingly hot, a strange heat gradually spreading throughout her body, her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred
.
As Yuko's head grew dizzy, Kazuhiko stopped his assault on her beautiful breasts and began to pull down her
shorts.
'Wait...wait a minute!' Yuko was startled and grabbed Kazuhiko's hands, which were about to pull down her shorts
.
Kazuhiko looked at her with amusement, waiting to see what question she would ask next.
'This...' Yuko blushed deeply and couldn't speak.
"Don't worry." Kazuhiko gently kissed her red lips, giving her a tender smile. "Trust
me."
Kazuhiko's smile eased Yuko's mind, and she nodded.
With her consent, Kazuhiko lifted her hips and pulled off her shorts and underwear all at once.
Completely naked, Yuko's face flushed crimson, her legs pressed together, shyly
covering her private parts with her hands.
Seeing her shyness, Kazuhiko leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I want to see
everything about Yuko, okay?"
The seductive murmur caused Yuko to loosen her grip. Kazuhiko kissed her hands,
slowly pulling her fingers apart one by one, placing her hands to her sides, and then gradually spreading her long legs apart
.
"Ugh..." As her legs gradually opened, the intense tension made Yuko's breathing quicken.
Kazuhiko moved his body between her legs, giving Yuko no chance to escape, and carefully examined
her private parts.
Perhaps because of the kiss and caresses just now, Yuko's private parts were already a little moist, and
the rosy labia covered by pubic hair had a moist sheen, exuding a uniquely feminine and erotic aura. Having
her most private parts so completely exposed to Kazuhiko's gaze, even though she had already decided to
give herself to him, Yuko still felt a strong sense of shame spreading throughout her body.
'How embarrassing…' Yuko's tone was almost pleading, '...Please don't keep looking!'
'No! Yuko's private parts are very beautiful!'
As if to prove his point, Kazuhiko reached out and touched her private parts, causing Yuko
to cry out in surprise and jump.
Just a gentle touch of his fingers to her delicate labia was enough to elicit such a strong reaction from Yuko. Kazuhiko excitedly
parted his slightly damp pubic hair, pressed his face close to Yuko's crotch, and kissed her private parts
.
"No…ah!…It's dirty…ahh…"
Yuko's protests quickly turned into moans. Kazuhiko hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, preventing her escape
, first kissing lightly, then blowing on them, and finally licking them with his tongue.
"Ahh…ah…ooh…ah…ahh…"
With each moan, Yuko's body gradually flushed pink, tears welling in her eyes, as she allowed Kazuhiko to admire
her most intimate parts, enjoying the wondrous pleasure.
Love fluid continuously flowed from Yuko's private parts. Kazuhiko no longer licked with his tongue, but instead pressed his lips directly
against her labia, drawing in the endless stream of intoxicating nectar, occasionally probing inside with his tongue
.
The sweet and sour, erotic scent constantly stimulated Kazuhiko's senses, and his penis was already painfully swollen.
(This should be enough.)
Sensing that Yuko's body was ready to receive him, Kazuhiko got off the bed and, in
front of Yuko's somewhat hazy vision, took off his pants.
"Ah..." Looking at his erect penis, although a little shy, Yuko still knelt up on the bed
and examined it curiously.
"Kazuhiko's...it's changed so much...it's different from when we were little..."
Seeing her curious look, Kazuhiko felt a little embarrassed and amused. He took Yuko's hand and
guided her to touch his penis.
"So hot..." Yuko stammered, holding his hard penis with some hesitation.
"Ugh!" Kazuhiko couldn't help but let out a muffled groan when Yuko began to stroke his penis
.
"Hehe." Realizing the effect of her actions, Yuko, as if she had discovered an interesting toy
, held his penis with both hands and stroked it quickly and slowly, enjoying Kazuhiko's reaction.
"Ugh—!!" Kazuhiko groaned uncontrollably, his breathing becoming rapid.
Seeing his reaction, Yuko nervously pressed her face close to Kazuhiko's penis, extending her pink tongue
to gently lick the sensitive tip.
"Ah!" A jolt of electricity made Kazuhiko cry out, but what surprised him even more was Yuko's
actions.
"Yuko, you don't have to do this…"
Yuko shook her head, her expression somewhat shy but quite firm.
"You just did the same for me. And I want to make you feel good too."
Yuko's sincere "for you" attitude softened Kazuhiko, and he nodded, accepting her suggestion
.
Using some relevant knowledge, Yuko grasped his swollen, erect penis with both hands, slowly rubbing it, while simultaneously extending
her tongue to gently lick the sensitive tip.
"Ugh." Kazuhiko's body trembled slightly.
Seeing Kazuhiko's reaction, Yuko seemed encouraged and licked even harder, like eating ice cream
, carefully licking his penis. Once it was coated with saliva, she took a deep breath,
as if making a decision, and opened her lips to gradually take it into her mouth.
"Hmm." With such a "foreign object" in her mouth, Yuko seemed a little uncomfortable at first,
but she still slowly swallowed and released his penis.
"Hoo, ah! ~~" Kazuhiko's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth, letting out a series of
strange sounds like moans.
Although Yuko's movements were somewhat clumsy and awkward, they still gave him great pleasure, especially her earnest
desire to make him happy, which moved him deeply.
"Yuko, that's enough." Kazuhiko stopped Yuko's movements; if she continued, he would
ejaculate in her mouth.
"Mmm." Yuko obediently stopped, licking her lips, the natural movement exuding an unconscious
allure.
"Is this alright?"
"It's enough." Kazuhiko chuckled softly, "If you continue, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back.
"
Understanding Kazuhiko's meaning, Yuko's blush, which had been fading, returned, as if it were about to burn
.
"If...if you want it...I'm fine with it."
A soft whisper escaped Yuko's lips, though her voice was low, it fully expressed her desire.
This complete and unreserved devotion deeply moved Kazuhiko.
If he could ejaculate into the mouth of a beautiful girl like Yuko, even spilling it
on her face, hair, breasts… it would certainly satisfy a man's desire to conquer, and Kazuhiko was very interested.
But…
(Not now. This is Yuko's first time; I should leave her with a beautiful memory.)
'Let's try again another time.' Playing with her hair, Kazuhiko chuckled softly: 'Now I want
you.'
'Mmm.' Yuko nodded, her face flushed.
The two lay back on the bed, Kazuhiko covering Yuko with his body, gently saying: 'I
'll be as careful as possible; tell me if it hurts.'
Nodding, Yuko took a deep breath, gripping the sheets tightly.
'Don't be so nervous.' Holding Yuko's left hand with his right, their fingers intertwined, Kazuhiko kissed her.
'Trust me, I won't hurt you.'
As he spoke, Kazuhiko aimed his penis at her private parts, entering through her labia.
'Ugh!' Although her private parts were already thoroughly moistened, Yuko still winced in pain. "
Bear with it." Having done all the foreplay he could, Kazuhiko could only
slow down his movements as much as possible to lessen her pain.
"Ugh...it hurts!" Yuko groaned in agony, her nails digging into Kazuhiko's hand.
"I'm sorry, just bear with it a little longer," Kazuhiko gently comforted her.
"Can you come in all at once?" Sweating profusely, Yuko suggested, "I want to feel the pain all at once, not
drag it out like this."
"Okay." Agreeing to her request, Kazuhiko still added with concern, "You have to bear with it!"
"Yes."
Seeing that Yuko had made up her mind, Kazuhiko took a deep breath and thrust his penis directly into Yuko's body
, taking her virginity.
"Ah—!!"
Yuko cried out in agony, her body instinctively thrashing, trying to escape Kazuhiko's intrusion.
Kazuhiko gave her no room to escape, pinning her body down tightly. Yuko was
like a butterfly pinned to a pin, only able to struggle in vain.
"It...it hurts so much..." Tears streamed down Yuko's face. Although the pain had lessened,
the agony that felt like her body was being torn apart was unbearable.
"I'm sorry," Kazuhiko kissed her, comforting her.
Actually, Kazuhiko wasn't feeling well either. The virgin's untouched secret place was constricted by pain,
pressing tightly against his penis, and Kazuhiko himself felt pain.
"It's okay," Yuko shook her head, forcing a smile, "It doesn't hurt so much now
...and...I can feel Kazuhiko inside me."
Kazuhiko lowered his head and kissed her deeply, slowly, and for a long time, comforting her, expressing his
gratitude and emotion, and giving her time to adjust to his presence.
"Is it okay?"
"Yes." Yuko nodded, panting softly.
With her permission, Kazuhiko began to thrust. Because he was afraid of hurting Yuko, he moved slowly, allowing
her to gradually adapt.
For Kazuhiko, this was also good, because Yuko's virgin vagina was not only exceptionally tight, but also
had strange internal folds that seemed to contract automatically as if alive. If Kazuhiko didn't
slow down and try to get used to it first, he would probably reach his limit and ejaculate very quickly.
'Ah, ooh… haa… huff… ah… ya…'
Perhaps because of the thorough foreplay beforehand, or because of Yuko's healthy
body developed from training in the tennis club, after a few minutes of Kazuhiko's slow thrusting, Yuko gradually adapted to
the feeling of the male penis inside her. The pain became less and less, replaced by a strange sense of pleasure.
In sync with Kazuhiko's movements, Yuko awkwardly swayed her hips. Experiencing this sensation for the first time, Yuko often let out an 'ah' at first, 　　stopping her movements
because of this unfamiliar feeling. At these times, Kazuhiko would also stop, cooperating with Yuko.
But soon
, as Yuko gradually got used to it, her passion was ignited, and she began to actively demand more. Her movements were still somewhat
clumsy, but incredibly fervent.
"Ah! Kazuhiko!" she called out, wrapping her arms around his neck and passionately kissing him. Her full, soft
breasts rubbed against Kazuhiko's chest, her erect nipples tickling him unbearably. Her hips swayed in rhythm
, each movement causing her vagina to tighten, almost causing Kazuhiko to climax on the spot.
(No, I can't hold back for long...)
Yuko's body, combined with her passion, was simply too alluring, and Kazuhiko had already
felt something during oral sex. If this continued, he would surrender before he could bring Yuko to orgasm.
Thinking this, Kazuhiko stopped slowly responding to Yuko and began thrusting forcefully, his penis
wantonly churning inside Yuko's vagina and flower path.
(Since he couldn't hold back for long no matter how much he tried, he could only try
to make Yuko climax before he reached his limit.)
Having made up his mind, Kazuhiko thrust forcefully, their union producing obscene 'plop, plop'
sounds and 'slap, slap' sounds of their bodies colliding.
'Wait…wait a minute…ouch…Kazuhiko…this, this…ah…this is too…'
Startled by Kazuhiko's sudden frenzied movements, Yuko tried to stop him, but to no
avail, and could only passively cooperate, soon immersing herself in intense pleasure.
'Huff, huff.' Her breathing became increasingly rapid. Kazuhiko reached down to Yuko's private parts, searching for the hidden
clitoris.
'Ah! There…' Touched by Kazuhiko, Yuko instinctively cried out: '
No, no…ah…ah…'
Before she could finish her protest, it turned into sweet gasps and moans, intense pleasure
overwhelming her entire body.
'Ah!' …This feels so strange… Ah… Kazuhiko… No… Ahh…”
Though she cried out like this, Yuko’s body honestly reflected her desire. Her arms tightly embraced
Kazuhiko, and her hips swayed even more violently and lasciviously, her long legs…
Wrapped around Kazuhiko's waist, 　　she moved 　　in sync with his vigorous thrusts, allowing 　　him to penetrate deeper and 　　experience 　　more
intense pleasure. 　　" 　　Ugh 　　... ah 　　...
ahh 　　... 　　After calming down, Yuko nestled against Kazuhiko's chest, listening to his heartbeat slow and gentle, a sense of peace and 　　warmth filling her heart. 　　Kazuhiko stroked her slightly curled hair, playing with a stray strand. When he let her hair down 　　, Yuko's usual coolness was replaced by feminine charm, which was why he had insisted on 　　braiding her hair, not wanting anyone else to see this side of her. 　　"Yuko." 　　"Hmm?" 　　Kazuhiko chuckled softly, "I want to eat you up." 　　Yuko blushed, playfully punching him, "You've already eaten me!" 　　Kazuhiko laughed, taking Yuko's hand and lowering his head to kiss her red lips. Yuko responded passionately. 　　Their hands remained clasped tightly. 　　On the day Kazuhiko first came to this house, Yuko had held his hand like this, giving 　　him warmth and a sense of security. Perhaps from that moment on, it was decided that they could never 　　be separated again. 　　Whether in the past, present, or future. 　　'I'll tell you a secret.' 　　A whispered murmur escaped their lips as their lips met. 　　'Actually, a long time ago, Kazuhiko wasn't my younger brother anymore.' 　　[The End]

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