2012 One Thousand and One Nights, Night 10: The Sweet Kiss Supporting Character Cleanup Plan - Takasaka Smile Chapter

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One Thousand and One Nights, Night Ten: The Sweet Kiss Sweeping Away the Supporting Characters Plan - Takasaka Smile Chapter (Word
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) *This story is purely fictional and has no connection to any real people or groups. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Twist:
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morning sun dispelled the clouds, and Tokyo finally welcomed its first sunny day since the start of the rainy season. The clear and 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 and a headache, she forced herself to get out of bed by sheer willpower. Because it wasn't a day off, she had to catch the bus to school to give a lecture after washing up and having breakfast.
She shook her head vigorously a few times, trying to force herself to wake up, but the result was the opposite. "Ah~ it hurts, it hurts." Shaking her head didn't clear the confusion; instead, it stimulated the blood vessels that had dilated under the influence of alcohol, causing her to groan softly in pain.
"I should have just restrained myself and not drunk so much. But that place's liquor is really amazing." She covered her face with her hands and rubbed her numb facial muscles a few times, while also smoothing her short, neat hair back a few times. Although she still felt a slight throbbing pain deep in her head from time to time, it finally helped her brain return to normal thinking. However, she soon let out another cry of pain. "Wow, where am I?!"
Before me was a wall of carved wallpaper decorated with a large oil painting. To the side, I could see double-layered curtains of lace, sheer cotton, and a large floor-to-ceiling window faintly visible behind them. Looking up, I 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 I looked at it
, it was not the 1ldk studio apartment I was familiar with. Everywhere I looked, there was top-of-the-line furniture and brand-name appliances. The large bed I was lying on to the right was a famous H?stens handmade bed. With my meager salary, I might not be able to save up for a mattress even after several 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 was not the time to complain. I should quickly think about how I ended up in this super mansion. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried to recall, all she could remember was attending a classmate reunion last night. She had a great time chatting and drinking, but her memory of what happened afterward was completely blank. She just couldn't remember anything.
"Ugh, I don't remember ever sleeping naked!!" Having been a teacher for many years, she was quite experienced. Even if she was suddenly in an unfamiliar place and confused, she shouldn't make a scene or 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 her embarrassing situation of being completely naked. I've had a few times woken up with amnesia after
drinking too much, but waking up naked in a strange room with no explanation is definitely a first for me. My students had warned me before not to drink too much and get unconscious, and their worries unfortunately came true one time. "Waaah, what kind of experience could lead to this confused state?" A
sob escaped her lips. Kosaka Emi, female, unmarried, high school teacher, genuinely felt there was no morning more bewildering than this.
This feeling of helplessness was something she'd only experienced when she first entered the workforce; now she was used to it. As a modern woman who dared to take risks, she should remain calm and composed in the face of such a confusing situation. Our protagonist began to encourage herself, gradually calming her somewhat panicked emotions, and then quickly racked her brains for a solution.
Since this kind person…? If she could bring herself home, probably drunk and passed out on the roadside, undressed, and put on the bed, she wouldn't be left here unattended. Whether she abandoned her ladylike manners and called for help to get things done quickly, or calmly wait for someone to appear and take care of her, she needed to find someone to make sure she fully understood her situation.
But before she could start, she had to solve the problem of being naked, to avoid unnecessary embarrassment if someone suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Clothes, clothes, nowhere to be found!" She first searched her clothes with her eyes, but to no avail. Xiaoye had no choice but to pull the thin blanket tightly around her body to temporarily cover herself before starting a further search. Fortunately, although the blanket was thin, it was more than enough to cover her body. The inability to find her clothes stirred a slight unease within her, which was instantly amplified by an unexpected discovery.
As the thin blanket was gradually pulled closer to her, what she initially thought was just a cushion beside her gradually became less concealing. Unexpectedly, with a few tugs, a pile of clothing fell out – a
blue, open-necked bathrobe. Without even opening it to examine it, she knew it belonged to a man. Considering her position on the bed, the reason for the bathrobe being there was immediately obvious.
Calming herself down and listening carefully, she could faintly hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom to her side. Clearly, the owner of the bathrobe had gotten up a little earlier than Xiaoye and was now washing up and changing.
"Whoa! What a plot twist!"
The dreamy teacher Xiaoye, who was in her youth but is now hardly mature and composed, has always carefully preserved her precious virginity. In this materialistic age, she is truly a rare and precious animal.
While not strikingly beautiful at first glance, her face and figure are definitely worthy of being classified as beautiful. She had no shortage of admirers during her student days and remains the object of many students' affections. However, because she retains a childhood yearning for fairytale romance, coupled with the delicate and melancholic purity of a literary girl, she actively avoids pursuits that lack legendary appeal or depth, delaying her advances until now... Approaching the warning line,
she knew that if she dragged it on any longer, she might really become an unsellable "leftover woman," and she was a little panicked about it. But the irresponsible pressure from her parents back home to quickly go on blind dates and marry just anyone was something she was truly unwilling to do.
Of course, being picked up by a rich man after getting drunk and embarking on a high-society romance was undeniably a melodramatic, comic book-like adventure. But if she were to be slept with by a stranger—more importantly, without even a memory of her first time—without knowing whether he was a handsome man or a sleazy old man, it would be truly heartbreaking and utterly pathetic.
However, overthinking was ultimately pointless. Our strong-willed protagonist gritted her teeth, pulled the blanket tighter around herself, and sat up straight, awaiting the judgment of fate. Fortunately, fate was somewhat kind to her, and she didn't have to wait too long. The sound of dripping water grew fainter and fainter, until finally, with a click, the bathroom door opened and a figure stepped out. Seeing this, Xiao Ye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
This guy, who was almost certainly in her bed, was indeed male, but rather thin, with delicate features. Compared to her, he probably only reached her chest, clearly still a child. She realized she had been too hasty in her panic; if he were a robust adult male, his robe wouldn't be so small. The boy,
still drying his wet hair with a towel, had obviously noticed Xiao Ye on the bed, who looked like she was facing a formidable enemy. 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 looked conflicted and ultimately didn't utter a sound. 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, framed by long eyelashes, were exceptionally captivating—she was practically a giant Japanese doll.
Anyone seeing such a perfect face for the first time would feel a pang of affection. A devilishly handsome man, so alluring even as a child, how could he not be a scourge to the nation when he grew up? For a moment, Xiao Ye even considered the possibility of embarking on a reverse Genji plan if she couldn't find a truly perfect man. However, she knew such fantasies were pure nonsense, but fantasizing was harmless, and a little indulgence might even be beneficial to her mental
and physical health. Seeing that the other man, like herself, remained silent, the handsome young man frowned as if considering something, pausing for half a second before finally opening his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere. But 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 almost instinctively retorted immediately. Well, although she had heard that children these days were maturing early, and couldn't rule out the possibility that the other man was sexually capable, she had at least seen how to do it, even if she hadn't tried it herself. She should feel some discomfort the day after her first experience, right? Aside from the hangover and headache, she felt fine elsewhere.
"That joke isn't funny at all. You're still a child, and such a cute one at that." After thinking it over, Xiaoye added with a thoughtless laugh. Unexpectedly, the moment the words left her mouth, the handsome young man, whose face had remained expressionless, immediately perked up with an arrogant and slightly mocking expression. Xiaoye 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 fool you, I'm actually in the second year of middle school. While it's not something to brag about, I have plenty of sexual experience. Compared to me, Xiaoye, you're the one who's still a virgin at your age, you're the one who's more like a child." She
was being looked down upon by a boy half her age! Although Xiao Ye didn't understand what she had done to offend the other party, it didn't matter: "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 a little flustered. All sorts of unexpected developments had been bombarding her with questions all day, and her panicked behavior was, frankly, a bit unbecoming of a teacher .
"Someone like you who carries your ID and seal with you at all times, you can find out everything with just a phone call."
The boy continued, not forgetting to curl his lips in contempt. "A grown woman like you, drunk and passed out on the roadside? 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 now I see you always subconsciously wrapping yourself in the blanket again and again, so 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 even more pathetic is that Xiaoye was speechless. She could only lower her head and explain to herself that she was just occasionally a little absent-minded.
After being told off a few words, she showed a pitiful expression. Judging from this, Teacher Xiaoye might actually be what we often call someone who is all bark and no bite. However, the boy was clearly quite pleased with her defeated and dejected expression. He took two steps to the bedside and, looking down at her, continued his tirade: "You come from an ordinary family, and you didn't graduate from a prestigious university. You're struggling to support yourself, yet you lack self-awareness and insist on emulating a high-level white-collar worker by refusing to marry early. You must be harboring some unrealistic fantasy. You're just a delusional idiot." "
How do you know all this? Are you a mind reader?"
"Well, all the stories of spinsters are pretty much the same, hmph!"
Ugh, even if you're smug, there's no need to snort and ridicule others like that. 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 frightening than demons.
The boy continued his rambling, but his high-pitched voice became increasingly deep and magnetic, as alluring as golden maple syrup.
"Happy now? Compared to spoiled, arrogant girls who think they're so smart, I'm much more fond of a simple, innocent cutie like you." Huh? This topic seems to be going in the wrong direction.
"This type is rare these days. The ones I've been with are nothing compared to you. Although they're much younger than you, no matter how pure they seem, none of them are virgins..." W-why is the topic of virginity being brought up again?
"Being able to pick you up from the roadside after you passed out 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 as he said it, he was already reaching for his own face. "If it's you, as long as you serve me well, I'll definitely treat you sincerely and cherish you. Becoming my woman is definitely not 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 blanket and let me take a good look at your body."
Xiao Ye tried her best to back away, finally preventing the boy's hand from touching her smiling face: "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. However, I'm about to go to work, and I think I have to leave right now." A mature professional woman can't forget to cover up her embarrassment at any time, but even a complete idiot could understand from the boy's words that her situation was extremely bad.
"So, please, please give me back my clothes first." Although she really wanted to run away right now, unfortunately, she really couldn't go anywhere naked.
The boy frowned slightly: "Oh~ it seems you really don't understand your situation, and you don't understand what's hanging on the wall." "Is that your family crest? 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 Mikiya. You may have heard of me, no, as a history teacher, you must have heard of me. Knowing my name will definitely help you understand your situation better, and you should also understand why I have the right to take whatever I want from someone like you." "The young man leisurely introduced himself, "However, among the women I've been with, you are the cream of the crop. Whether it's your looks, figure, personality, or even your voice, you perfectly match my ideal partner. I sincerely feel it's an honor to be the first man to enter your body. Of course, I think you can understand that I have the ability to make myself the last."
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 in industry, dominating both the political and economic worlds? I heard from 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 yakuza seems to really be named Yamagata Sanekyu. It seems this is the one in front of me.
No wonder he can act so mature and speak so arrogantly at such a young age. If it really is him, then he certainly possesses the power to manipulate everything and the ability to communicate with spirits, easily controlling an ordinary high school teacher like herself with no background or connections.
Waaah! Being the first man to enter her body is easy to understand, but being the last has multiple interpretations. Could this 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 come to your senses." 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 thuggish aura of the boy in front of her. This kid was definitely a demon.
Having achieved his goal, Shijiu 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 smirk of a wicked young master. She thought she had met a harmless handsome young man, but she didn't expect to encounter a cunning and bad boy. She really had met the wrong person. There was no point in talking about being a professional woman or being mature and calm anymore. Xiao Ye really didn't want to be stuffed into an empty oil drum, poured with cement, and sunk into Tokyo Bay. Being pragmatic was a good quality, so she could only lower her head, close her eyes, grit her teeth, and remain silent, letting the boy do whatever he wanted to her
. Shi Chang was naturally happy to see the beauty in front of him resigned to her fate and give up resisting. So he generously began to reach out and remove the thin blanket tightly wrapped around her body. Like peeling an orange, he quickly exposed her firm breasts.
Wailing, she had carefully guarded her chastity for so many years, but she never expected to become the sex plaything of a rich young master, and might even be killed after being humiliated.
With a pale face and wild thoughts, she was already peeled into a smooth boiled egg in the blink of an eye, watching the other person's hand slowly reach towards her chest. The tension, fear, grievance, and helplessness in his chest and lower body reached their peak at this moment
. However, just then, an
unexpected knocking sound suddenly interrupted everything . The crisp knocking sound rang out abruptly at the critical moment, and Yamagata Mikiya's impending evil act and Takasaka Saya's self-pity were instantly interrupted by this untimely interlude. "Young master, we're coming in." With a voice without any intonation or clear syllable intervals, it sounded from outside the door. Then the doorknob clicked, and another crisp and clear voice, revealing boundless energy and vitality, greeted him mindlessly: "Oh ho ho! What a rare beautiful day today!" One with short hair, one with long hair, one with slanted eyes, one with downturned 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 a woman home again last night? Although my older sister usually turns a blind eye to this kind of thing and even slightly encourages it, you're still young, so you should be careful not to overdo it and ruin your health." The short-haired, slanted-eyed, quick-witted and lively one immediately announced loudly as if afraid everyone wouldn't know, "Hmm~~~, I said, Ruri-chan, the woman the young master brought home last night seems to be Ms. Kousaka." The long-haired, downcast-eyed, deep and serene one calmly said in a voice that showed no sign of doubt. Hearing the two girls' back-and-forth, almost comedic conversation, Xiaoye immediately looked up towards the door, and when she confirmed who had entered... Upon hearing this, her tense nerves immediately relaxed, and tears streamed down her cheeks. She truly hadn't expected to encounter familiar faces even in this situation where she was at the mercy of others. 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 she couldn't forget them. "Ara ara, although I don't understand what's going on, liking to bully girls is definitely the young master's style. I've seen him make women much older than himself cry three times." Minazuki Ruri, as always... The man, with his sharp tongue, had dominated the room for less than ten seconds before his presence. "I just startled her," Shiku said, glaring at Ruri with resentment at being interrupted. After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally hardened his expression, got out of bed, and said, "Give her back her clothes and purse. Let her have breakfast before you take her to work." He strode angrily to the door, then, as if having made a decision, pushed it open to leave. But before he could disappear through the open doorway, he belatedly turned back and roared in a furious voice, "You two, stop spreading rumors about me in front of her! Those girls were only crying because I made them have too much fun!" After yelling, his face was flushed, and he glanced at the helpless woman slumped on the bed with complicated emotions. Xiao Ye, wiping away tears, finally sighed and strode away. Escaping the jaws of death so easily left her with a surreal feeling. She wiped her tears, recalling what had just happened, and a thought slowly crept into her mind that she seemed to have missed a golden opportunity. Liu Li and Aine didn't disturb her, bringing her dry-cleaned clothes and breakfast as she sat there blankly. "Oh dear, although the young master is a bit spoiled and shrewish, and somewhat lustful, he's not inherently bad," Liu Li said, trying to break the awkward silence. It wasn't meant to comfort or warn, but it did manage to pull her back to reality. At this moment, Xiao Ye truly felt her brain wasn't working properly. She should have eaten and quickly left this awkward place, then completely forgotten this terrifying encounter. However, she couldn't shake the look in the boy's eyes as he left. She saw many deep and complex emotions in that glance, but she really couldn't understand why she was 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 was on her mind to the person next to her, Minazuki Ruri. However, what came out was: "Minazuki-kun, what a strange encounter, hehe." Oh my god, Ruri chuckled, while Aine still had a poker face: "Teacher, after holding it in for so long, you didn't just say that one sentence, did you?" "Hehehe, actually, there are some things I want to ask you." She scratched her head embarrassedly and stuck out her tongue, making a face. Ugh! Don't you want your teacher's authority anymore? "I've heard before that wealthy families are incredibly decadent in both their daily lives and nightlife. Since you and Dewa are here, is it because you're all Yamagata-kun's women, and have slept with him?" " Teacher, you might have misunderstood. We're not the young master's maids, but rather the maids of his older sister, Lady Yamagata Aya, who has become the head of the family." Aine explained calmly, "Although the young master often brings women home to spend the night, he hasn't yet done anything like abducting women. We don't know what he said to you, teacher, but I think it was just to scare you." "As for whether or not we did it..." Ruri interrupted, "Aine and I are indeed Aya-neechan's lovers, but Aine and I were never coerced. We stayed by her side completely willingly." She didn't bother to lower her voice, as if afraid those around her wouldn't hear clearly. "Aine and I are very poor because of our families. We can only go to school and live normally thanks to Aya-neechan's care. So, becoming Aya-neechan's personal maid, taking over the tea ceremony club she founded, or even offering our bodies, we feel it's not enough to repay her kindness." " And although Aya-neechan is very manly and domineering, she's not rough when she pampers us. She's incredibly gentle. Being loved by such a charming woman like Aya-neechan is an unparalleled blessing. 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's true that wealthy families are incredibly decadent, just as you said. After all, with power and money, there's no reason not to make the most of it. But you can't generalize. Being loved by Sister Aya is truly a wonderful thing. I hope you can understand us, teacher." Ruri was already a little too excited, and Aine chimed in, explaining, "Is that so? This isn't the first time I've encountered yuri, and I think there are students like that in my class too, but you two are so straightforward and uninhibited—this is definitely the first time I've encountered this. 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.
But as she said this, a faint tremor rose in her heart. Resentment and disappointment: "So, from what you're saying, Yamagata-kun really has cuddled many women?"
It was all because of that deep, affectionate glance she'd been given. Unbeknownst to her, the hidden yearning and expectation for true love within her heart had been deeply seduced by that one look. She didn't realize she had unknowingly stepped into a bottomless abyss, about to sink into it irrevocably.
As someone who had been through it all, Ruri immediately understood the complex expression on Xiaoye's face. "Oh dear, is it right or wrong?" she smiled, feigning mystery. "It's true that Young Master Shiku often brings women home for the night. But they're mostly hostesses or escort students. He sleeps with them, gives them some compensation the next day, and quickly sends them away. Young Master wouldn't develop feelings for such women." "Not a trace of hesitation or pity." She began to gently guide the bewildered Xiaoye, hoping to pull her closer to the sweet trap she and Aine were already deeply entangled in.
"Based on my understanding of the young master, he must cherish you very much to have given up on violating you just because Aine and I suddenly intruded." She paused deliberately here. "However, some things are not necessary to discuss now. If you want to understand further, you must be prepared."
She didn't stop there, waiting for Xiaoye's reply: "You must arrive at school early to prepare, right? And it's almost time for my sister to wake up. She needs a good morning kiss from me and Aine every day before she'll get out of bed. We must go to her bedside and wait for her."
She devised a plan on her own: "I think it would be better if you were sure of your thoughts and really wanted to learn more about the young master, then come to the rooftop during lunch break to find me and Aine. We'll definitely tell you everything we know. So, Ms. Xiaoye, see you at school." She quickly pulled Aine out of the bedroom, and two maids knocked and entered to help Xiaoye change and eat
. After her handbag was returned, she was led through the corridor and foyer by the maids to the front door. As expected, the residence was located within a sizable estate, and the car that had arranged to take her to work was a stretched Lincoln limousine—
perhaps the only time in her life she would ride in such a luxurious vehicle. She got into the car in a daze, and as soon as she sat down, she was surprised to find that the very person who had caused her so much hesitation and confusion was sitting opposite her. She was immediately startled.
At that moment, Shiku had changed out of his bathrobe and was wearing a well-fitting suit uniform. Although he was still slender, the clothes gave him a touch of masculinity. However, his face was gloomy, and he seemed to be in a much worse mood than in the morning. Clearly, he was still unhappy that his morning's romantic encounter had been abruptly interrupted
. The car slowly started moving, and Shiku glared fiercely at Saya. However, when Saya thought about how the disgruntled boy in front of her wasn't truly menacing, and how he could be intimidated by a maid's sharp words, she felt less afraid than before. Was this actually a form of possessiveness on his part? Lost in her own analysis, she actually felt a little happy. Shiku
quickly realized that his intimidation hadn't had the desired effect, so he reluctantly stopped his self-defeating glare. He looked away and remained silent for a moment, making the atmosphere in the car somewhat awkward. The car slowly moved until it stopped beside a school, at which point he finally broke the silence.
"Although I don't know what my sister's women said to you, I think they should 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 makes my sister angry, don't think I'll give up." As he said this, he stared intently into Xiaoye's eyes, his tone revealing a strong sense of resentment.
"Don't think you can escape me like this. I already thoroughly enjoyed your body last night. Even if I didn't take your virginity, you're already mine." Seeing that Xiaoye didn't react, he began to shout angrily, his expression becoming more and more like a child dissatisfied with having their desired possession taken away
. "Anyway, I get out of school early and will pick you up from work at your school. You'd better give me a satisfactory answer then." "I need your reply, or I will not let this go." After saying that, he turned and got out of the car, took the backpack handed to him by the driver, and angrily strode away without looking back.
Hearing Shiku's harsh words, Saya's face turned slightly red. Thinking of 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.
Saya, who was usually full of energy, looked preoccupied today. During the morning assembly, the students noticed her absent-mindedness, which even attracted the attention of several female students who came up to her with concern during the break. This made Saya feel even more that she had failed as a teacher. However, she really couldn't be blamed for this - whether she took a step forward or a step back, this would be a crucial choice 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 existence? Is it a peaceful life of being a wife and mother, or a reckless pursuit of true love?
Actually, none of that matters. Women are more like emotional and desire-driven creatures. If you remove all their escape routes, they will become more daring in love and hate than men.
As the lunch break drew closer, Xiaoye finally gradually clarified her true thoughts amidst her initial confusion. Since it was difficult to escape, she might as well enjoy it. Besides, the object was a handsome young man with deep, affectionate eyes. Thinking carefully, she was already quite old. No matter what 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 bit about the teacher, Big Sister, who has always been laissez-faire, has decided to intervene in the young master's affairs this time!" As if showing off, Ruri, with her loud voice, immediately rattled off her achievements as soon as Xiaoye reached the top floor.
"Big Sister said that if the teacher doesn't want to get involved with the Yamagata family, she will step in to stop the young master from pursuing the teacher and will also restrain him so that he won't appear in front of the teacher again and cause her any trouble." Aine explained in detail, her unhurried and expressionless tone making everyone anxious: "Conversely, if the teacher is willing to be with the young master, Big Sister promises to find a way to cover for the teacher and try her best not to let the teacher suffer any grievances."
"Hmm, hmm, it seems that you immediately understand why the young master is so insistent on having a teacher." Ruri nodded exaggeratedly twice, continuing the conversation: "With your assurance, teacher should be able to make a decision without any reservations, right?" She paused deliberately, then adopted a teasing tone: "However, judging from the teacher's expression, I think the answer is already a foregone conclusion. But please, teacher, say it yourself."
Although she had made up her mind, saying it aloud still made Xiaoye feel shy, and her voice became soft: "I... I'm not young anymore. If I miss this opportunity, I might never experience love again. So even if it's being a mistress, I don't want to miss this chance, especially..." Her voice grew softer and softer, "Especially since 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 the teacher likes young boys, especially since middle school students can't be called boys anymore..." Gradually, she became incoherent: "Although he looks only that big, but, but..."
Fortunately, Liuli interrupted her frantic words at the right time: "Teacher Xiaoye, being a mistress isn't necessarily the case. In a sense, the teacher might be a rare lucky one."
"This is an invitation from my older sister to the teacher." Aine said, handing over a letter.
"Huh, what does this mean?" Saya asked, puzzled. She took the letter and opened it.
"Actually, Master Shiku doesn't have a fiancée yet. Teacher has a very good chance of becoming the young master's legal wife."
As she said this, she looked at Saya with a sly little fox expression. "But it's still far from certain, let's wait until Teacher and Sister meet before we talk about it."
Although we're much younger, we're experienced veterans when it comes to sex. After meeting Sister, we might have a chance to teach Teacher how to please his lover. Miyabi's face was ten times worse than in the morning. After school, he had the 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. Even after most of the teachers and students had left the school, he still hadn't found her. He sent the driver to inquire and learned from the remaining students that Eya had gone to the iron gate behind the school early that morning with the two presidents and vice president of the tea ceremony club. "What are those two busybodies up to?" he muttered through
gritted teeth. He quickly tried to find out the address of Xiaoye's apartment and drove there immediately. As expected, he was disappointed again. The landlord said that the older beauty, Ms. Kosaka, hadn't returned since leaving yesterday morning. He even asked her if something bad had happened. He patiently
waited for more than two hours, but he finally lost patience and angrily told the driver to drive back home.
Well, they're playing hide-and-seek with me. Running away beforehand to avoid meeting is indeed a good delaying tactic, but you can run away but you can't hide. 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 and have them repair the gap in the fence, as a kind of public service. Tomorrow, he would find an excuse to skip class and sneak into Kaguya High School, going directly to Shoya's class or office to find her. Even if those two women tipped her off beforehand, he would make sure she had nowhere to escape. He
didn't dare say where else, but at least in Bunkyo Ward, the Yamagata family's reputation provided unparalleled convenience. His only fear was that things might get complicated if he delayed. Those two women were favored by his older sister, and if they were to complain to her and attract her intervention, the problem might become quite troublesome. Although he had officially succeeded as head of the family, he was not yet old enough to take charge. His sister still held the real power.
Just then, the car slowly pulled into the manor gates. Shiku immediately noticed that those greeting him weren't the usual head housekeeper and welcoming maids, but rather the two he had just been inwardly cursing: his sister's personal maids, Mizuki Ruri and Izuha Aine. His heart skipped a beat; he knew his fears had likely 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 rush over to him, even taking over a lot of the main house maids' daily tasks. 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 begin keeping a close eye on him?
But since things have come to this, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. He can only grit his teeth and deal with whatever comes
his way. If his sister really decides to personally intervene and make him rein in his long-standing willful behavior, he'll really have little room to maneuver. He might resort to double-dealing or guerrilla tactics, but those wouldn't solve anything. "Young Master, your sister wants you to see her in the tatami room. She wants to talk to you about something 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.
So, he moved towards the tatami room, talking to 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?" His face was full of distress and helplessness, and what came out was more of a complaint than a plea for information. "Young Master, please rest assured, as Aya-neechan's (Miss Miku'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 voice was pure wishful thinking.
"You've misunderstood us, Young Master." Minazuki quickly pretended to wipe away tears, but Miku could clearly hear the schadenfreude in her voice: "Neechan is very concerned about your well-being, Young Master. We just reported what we knew to her."
Hey! Don't you realize you're interfering with someone else's relationship? Be careful you don't get kicked to death by a horse after you leave the house!
Of course, such thoughts remained only in his mind; there was absolutely no way he would say them aloud. Shiku pouted unhappily, but in the end, he had no choice but to reluctantly step into the Japanese-style room.
Ever since his grandfather passed away, and his father inexplicably announced that he was severing his father-son relationship and "packed up" and sent to this mansion, he thought he would lose his freedom. Unexpectedly, his days have been unusually leisurely. The bad habits
he had developed from hanging out with all sorts of hooligans since childhood were not only ignored by the other people in the mansion, but his older sister, who was responsible for disciplining him, also turned a blind eye. He was used to doing whatever he wanted, and with less restraint and more resources, he gradually became even more unrestrained than when he was in the longhouse. However, these good days are truly coming to an end today. 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 behave himself for a while before he can even
announce it. 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; such a room is suitable for solitude or private conversations.
Yamagata Aya, currently studying at the University of Tokyo, obviously didn't have classes this afternoon. Seeing her half-brother enter, she didn't speak, but first took a cup of tea from beside her... She tossed a cushion in front of Shiku, inviting him to sit beside her, then poured him a cup of tea.
Having founded and served as president of the tea ceremony club during high school, and later as student council president, she was usually kind and gentle, but when she acted, she was decisive and domineering. 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 aura became increasingly restrained; even sitting quietly, she exuded a subtle air of authority.
However, to Shijiu's surprise, she started the conversation in a calm and casual manner, first telling him that she planned to go to her hometown to pay respects to her ancestors during the summer vacation and asked if he wanted to go with her. She then talked about the recent situation of family members and relatives, and chatted about 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 last night. Shijiu was completely baffled and couldn't figure out what his sister was up to. He could only go along with her and answer whatever she asked. The conversation continued, and eventually, it turned to his life and studies.
"Final exams are coming up soon, right? As far as I know, your grades aren't outstanding, but they've never been bad either. 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 keep neglecting your studies like this. I heard from the driver that you complained about how difficult social studies was, is that right?"
"That's the teacher's problem, not mine..."
"Regardless of whose fault it is, it's never good for grades to drop. 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 surprised. Anyone familiar with the life of a prestigious family would find it inexplicable.
The head of the Yamagata family is not an ordinary child that you can just pick up anywhere on the street. His tutor is not someone you can just find on a whim. It goes without saying that he needs to have the corresponding abilities, and he must also have certain qualifications and character to avoid gossip. However, people who have both ability and qualifications generally don't have the leisure and energy to be tutors. Moreover, social studies are not an important subject for college entrance exams. Even if the grades are not good, not many people will really care. Why did
his sister suddenly bring this up at this time? Miyu's mind raced, unable to grasp his sister's purpose, but he knew it couldn't be entirely meaningless. However
, Yamagata Aya wasn't about to keep her 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 her and we talked about history, geography, and law, topics that interest me. Her knowledge is both broad and solid; in my opinion, she'd have no problem tutoring middle school students in social studies." She stated her intentions calmly, as if discussing the weather, but it caught Miyu 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 quite endearing, 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, right?"
She murmured in admiration, but Shigehisa immediately felt a red alert. Although he didn't understand his sister or what she was planning, he was very clear about her sexual orientation.
"Waaah, what do you mean, sister? Are you planning to steal the woman your brother has his eye on?"
Aya continued to ramble on: "Ruri 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 crazy. Grandpa and Dad were both tempted by the same type of woman, and now you've followed in their footsteps. Grandpa always says it's a family curse, but to me it's just an interesting tradition."
However, she quickly noticed her brother's increasingly gloomy face. "Sigh, why aren't you saying anything?" she asked with concern, then realized why her brother looked so upset. "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, then stood up and patted her brother's shoulder to reassure him. "I've never done anything like stealing someone else's love before. Mature fruit is tempting, but delicate flowers are my true love. Of course, it's nothing to brag about."
"Sister, what... what do you mean?" Yamagata Miku was genuinely confused. Although she was his older sister, they weren't born of the same mother. He had lived with his father since childhood, while his sister had been raised by their 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 before, he had only recently truly realized that he had such a sister.
Since coming to this mansion, he had been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding meeting her for fear of causing embarrassment. Now, hearing her mention his grandfather and father and making shameless jokes, he realized that he really didn't know his sister at all.
Seeing her brother still looking at a loss, Yamagata Aya sighed, got up and sat down next to her brother, reached out and touched his head. After touching it a couple of times, she seemed to feel unsatisfied and simply pressed his head against her chest and continued to stroke it.
Suddenly being treated so affectionately, especially suddenly having his head resting on his sister's breasts, made Shiku immediately blush and feel embarrassed. He really didn't expect that his sister, who was amiable on the surface but more ruthless than many of the gangsters he had seen when he was young, was actually so easygoing. He inwardly resented his father, whose gloomy expression always clung to his sister, leaving a false impression in his subconscious. The person before him now seemed no different from a loving older sister.
"Sister, I might have misunderstood you. After learning about what happened to our parents back then, I... I've always been afraid to see you. After all, my mother stole your father, and many people say that your father killed your mother to marry my mother, and then abandoned your sister, leaving her all alone since childhood."
Held in his sister's arms, Shijiu remained somewhat trembling. "I thought you must hate me terribly, hate me so much you'd want to kill me."
"Grandpa and Dad were the ones 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." Aya
from Shiyama
Prefecture began to recount the family history, gently smoothing her younger brother's hair with her fingers as she spoke. "The Yamagata family has a long history and very traditional values. They've always been extremely cautious about major events like marriage that determine the family's fate. Being born into a wealthy family means you have to be aware of your place, but when Grandpa was young, he was very independent and arrogant. Unfortunately, fate, that mischievous fellow, loved to play tricks on people like him, making him fall in love with a woman he shouldn't have, leaving him heartbroken and filled with regret for the rest of his life."
"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 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 wasn't anyone'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 what you think of 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, Shiku felt there was no need to continue treating his sister as an obstacle to overcome. He quickly changed his attitude and decided to be honest with his family, shedding his previous guard. He lowered his head slightly, appearing very shy: "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 younger 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, then prepared to actually understand the situation, hoping to dispel her brother's doubts.
"Last night ..." "Seeing someone collapsed on the roadside, I genuinely picked her up out of kindness and took her home. I don't know if this counts as love at first sight, but when I put her on my bed, I suddenly felt she was so charming. Her sleeping face, small mouth, and serene smile all seemed to be seducing me. None of the women I've met before have ever given me this feeling." Shiku carefully began to tell her story, while constantly observing her sister's reaction.
Aya listened attentively without offering any opinions, which put Shiku at ease, and she poured out her thoughts all at once.
"It really felt like a demon was whispering in my ear. I quickly felt I couldn't control my impulses anymore. 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 unconsciously curled up 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, 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 for a long time, I restrained my desire and just held her for the night." As he said this, he lowered his head even further, acting more like a child experiencing first love. Of course, his words didn't show any sign of first love.
"I couldn't sleep at all. As dawn approached, I ran to the bathroom to shower..." I took a shower to calm my racing mind, hoping to come to terms with how I would face her when she woke up, and what explanation I could 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 sheet, staring at me warily, my heart clenched. I desperately wanted to rush to her side and tell her 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 captivating girl again.
"But I still have no clue what to do. The only thing I can think of is how to keep her, so I scared her and said a lot of harsh things." His voice grew softer and softer, eventually even carrying a hint of self-reproach. "Oh dear, it seems all the men in the Yamagata family are really hopeless romantics. But at least you like 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 wind and rain since you were little. When it comes to the girl you really care about, you finally realize your powerlessness, right? But it's okay, I can help you achieve your love. I'm definitely an expert in this area." "
Yeah, I believe that." Miku nodded, of course, not forgetting to add: "But you have to promise not to fall for her. She's so cute. If you make a move on her, I'll definitely hold a grudge against you for the rest of my life."
"Alright, alright, don't worry." Aya held out her hand, palm facing forward in reassurance.
"I have good news for you. According to the information Ruri and Aine gave me, Ms. Shoya actually has a lot of feelings for you too. I noticed quite a few things when I talked to her just now. Although it's far from 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-hearted 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."
Aya put her arm around her younger brother's shoulder. He pulled his head as close to his as possible with his arms and whispered in his ear,
"To conquer this dualistic woman, you need a combination of direct attack and indirect encirclement. So, first, you need to make sure you spend time with her; second, you need to maintain a good distance from her, neither letting her notice your attachment to her, nor failing to be present in front of her at all times 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 devoted to you."
"But there's one thing to be careful about. Traditional women are generally prone to jealousy. I've never interfered with you bringing different women home because I thought it wouldn't be a bad thing to increase the number of heirs. But now that you already have your soulmate, you definitely can't continue messing around like this until you've completely controlled her body and soul." Releasing her arm from his, 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'll be almost time for dinner." She patted her bottom, preparing to leave. "Although there's still a long road ahead, taking that first step is equally important. Now, let Ruri and Aine take you to meet your tutor." Before leaving, she gave her younger brother a playful wink—finally, some progress! Miku was filled with joy. 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, though they had indeed meddled in a lot of my business, hadn't caused me any trouble; on the contrary, they'd actually helped me. For my romance to proceed smoothly, it seemed necessary to find time to reward or rather, bribe them. But before that, I needed to take care of the "important business."
"Did you bring Xiaoye home? Thank you. Where is she now? I want to see her right away."
"Oh, don't be in such a hurry, young master." Mizuki still wore that enigmatic, sly smile, clearly plotting something, making one feel uneasy. "We've put a lot of thought into preparing a surprise for you."
The two then led Shiku quickly forward, their destination the study where he usually did his homework. He felt his excitement growing, but also inexplicably increasing. He was certainly looking forward to the surprise Minazuki had mentioned; just seeing Saya again was enough to excite him immensely.
However, when they arrived at the study door, he suddenly felt uneasy.
She was right behind this door. What expression should I make when I see her? What should I say?
Hesitantly, Mizuki 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 was already wide open, and the woman he longed for was standing in front of his desk. He was immediately stunned, unable to finish his sentence. Her
low-cut white shirt revealed a large expanse of alluring white breasts, her silver-gray professional skirt tightly hugged her slender waist and full hips, and her black pantyhose accentuated the curves of her long, beautiful legs. Her high heels further highlighted her mature womanly sexiness and charm.
Saya, already embarrassed by being dragged into this provocative outfit by the two maids, was now even more ashamed by Miku's lustful gaze, wishing she could find a place to hide.
Aine pushed Miku into the study, and then Ruri quickly closed the door from the outside with a mischievous grin. The study instantly transformed into a private space for just the two of them.
Miku, her eyes wide with undisguised admiration of her own alluring posture, felt the room temperature rise noticeably, becoming unbearably stuffy.
The atmosphere was incredibly awkward; this couldn't go on! She mentally bolstered herself, finally managing to squeeze out a barely audible sentence: "Y-hello, Miku-kun."
These words struck Miku like a thunderbolt, instantly snapping him out of his daze. Remembering his sister's earlier warning, he took a deep breath and finally reverted to his usual domineering and roguish demeanor.
"It's a pleasure to be your student, but in front of others, it's best if we address each other as 'Kousaka-sensei' and 'Miku-sama,' and remember 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 kissed her deeply, then looked up at her with a slight smile.
"You have to promise to let me call you Saya-chan first."
"
Here you go, 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 as he spoke.
"W-really it arrived? Wow, that was fast. I thought it would be a couple of days late." Kousaka Saya nervously took the letter, quickly glanced at it, and immediately took a step back awkwardly. "Con-congratulations! We definitely have to celebrate!"
"Passing the exam is a given; failing would be problematic. Didn't we already reach a consensus?"
Shijiu quickly reached out and grabbed Xiaoye to stop her from retreating further. With his other hand, he took the envelope and letter and threw 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 Xiaoye'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 need 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 authority 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 grasp her.
"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 towards him, lifting her onto his lap, and holding her firmly in his arms.
"Even if you want to now..." "It's probably too late to back out now. This time, I won't let you go just because I saw your pitiful eyes like last time."
Teenagers really do change a lot. In just one year, Shijiu's height shot up like a bamboo shoot after rain. 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 make a move on Xiaoye, she could easily break free. Now, however, he can completely hold her in his arms, preventing her from even struggling. She can only plead with him, "If I get into Shenjue High School, you'll give yourself to me as a reward. You promised me that yourself. I don't care if you're drunk or just having a whim. Today, I'm going to make you my woman completely." He declared his rightful rights righteously, his left hand moving upwards... He gently swayed Saya's delicate right breast, his right hand sliding 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 in a year, their skills in toying with women had unexpectedly improved significantly.
"No, Miku-kun, you can't touch there! Ah, um, oh my god, please spare me, Miku-sama!" Saya trembled uncontrollably after just a few touches.
This pitiful reaction was exactly what Miku wanted. "So cute, my Saya-chan, I wish I could devour you whole." Saying this, he lowered his head and lightly kissed her alabaster neck from behind, his tongue licking up to her earlobe, then gently sucking and nibbling at it.
"Really, no, ah, ah, it's so scary, please let me go this time, I'll agree to anything you say after this." She could only continue her futile begging, her body already... Gradually losing the strength to struggle, Shiku said, "Hmm, it's a very tempting suggestion." Although Shiku verbally agreed, he showed no intention 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 Xiaoye's bra, pinching her delicate nipples and feeling their gradual hardening. His right hand broke through the triple encirclement of her skirt, pantyhose, and underwear, inserting between her legs and directly teasing her tender bud.
Xiaoye reached out, trying to hold down Shiku's arms in a final resistance, but it was all in vain. As his fingers probed her tender 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 uncontrollable soft moans. Shiku
continued his work, his right hand grasping her round breasts, stretching, flattening, and kneading them.

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